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Hey kid were gonna close soon, things get weird around this arcade after close...
🕑 Added 2024-08-19 18:04:38 +0000 UTCThe young man was utterly engrossed in the bright, flashing lights and electronic music of the arcade game before him. His fingers danced frantically across the buttons and joystick as he guided his character through the virtual world of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. So immersed was he in his frenzied gameplay that he barely registered the security guard's voice calling out to him.
"Hey kid! Didn't you hear me? We're closing up soon," the bored guard shouted over the din of beeping and bleeping machines. "You better stop foolin' around with that game and get outta here before things get...weird."
The man shot him a dismissive glance, eyes never leaving the vibrant screen, and simply grunted in acknowledgment. Strange warning or not, he was determined to play through just one more round. His tongue poked through his lips in concentration as he expertly maneuvered through the levels, edging ever closer to the big boss battle against the alluring yet feisty Roxanne the Wolf.
Just as the pixelated image of the punky animatronic appeared to challenge him, the arcade's lights abruptly cut out, leaving him alone in the darkness with only the game's glow illuminating his features. A cold chill suddenly shot down the man's spine - the guard's ominous words echoing through his mind.
Before he could even process what might be happening, an intense tingling enveloped his entire body.
Searing agony lanced through his limbs as segmented metal endoskeleton pieces burst forth from beneath his stretching skin, fusing seamlessly with his remolding skeletonlike structure. Wires and tubes erupted outward, snaking across his newly formed curves before slithering inward and hardwiring themselves into his nervous system.
The man screamed in unholy torment as his hands extended into viciously clawed fists composed of ceramic polymer casing over sleek steel endoskeleton fingers. More metal plates expanded across his body, forming protective skins and intricate engravings over his heavily mechanized musculature.
His spinal cord stretched agonizingly as a lengthy steel tail emerged from his lower back, whipping and coiling around him. That torturous elongation continued upward as his entire skull grotesquely reshaped, bones grinding together as they morphed into the distinctive canine architecture of Roxanne's muzzle. Torrents of hot blood spilled from his gums as rows of serrated fangs brutally punched outward.
Internal wiring snaked up into his throat, fortifying his vocal cords and causing the shredded remnants of his tongue to extend into the lengthy, snaking appendage common to such animatronics. His ears sharpened into immense, perky points, tufted in vibrant pink synthfur that spread across the rest of his resculpted features.
When at last his metamorphosis concluded in a final clench of mechanized punishment, Roxanne stood complete - a formidable hybrid of primal biological ferocity and artificial, mass-produced technological might.
.....
The lone security guard jumped nearly a foot in the air as a feral snarl reverberated through the now pitch-black arcade. He whipped his flashlight around, the beam cutting through the gloom to settle upon the towering, mechanized form of Roxanne the Wolf. The poor man's eyes went wide with abject terror at the sight of the lupine animatronic seemingly given terrifying life before him.
"Wh-What the hell?!" he cried out, slowly backing away in stunned disbelief. "H-How is this even possible?"
Roxanne's glowing emerald optics locked onto him, sizing up her prey with predatory intensity. Her lipless muzzle stretched into a twisted facsimile of a grin, exposing rows of razor-sharp metallic fangs. The buxom rocker wolf began stalking forward on thick, powerful haunches - each earth-shaking step causing her voluptuous body to tantalizingly sway.
The guard turned on his heel to flee, but instantly felt Roxanne's cold steel grip clamp down on his shoulder with crushing force. He was violently whipped around to face her terrifying visage looming mere inches away. Her synthetic musk and the scorching heat wafting off her animatronic frame overwhelmed his senses.
"Where do you think you're going, stud?" the metallic lupine purred in that grating, feminine baritone. "The night's just getting started...and this bad girl needs a plaything."
Before he could protest, Roxanne seized him by the front of his uniform and effortlessly hoisted him into the air. With her free hand, she groped and mauled at the bulging crotch of his pants, eliciting a surprised yelp.
"Mmm...looks like someone's excited to stuff this pussy," she chuckled darkly. "Good boy..."
Thick, slick strands of saliva dripped from Roxanne's serpentine tongue as it lashed out to slowly drag across the guard's face in a lewd, demeaning gesture. He shuddered in a conflicting swirl of primal arousal and gut-churning revulsion as her low, grating growls of depravity filled his ears.
"Don't worry, pet...by morning, you'll be howling for more..."
Comments
Andrew Daniel
Nice. Very FNAF inspired.
