Legendary Five Night At Lust FNAF 2D Parody V0.1.5 All Sex Scenes [FNAF]

The night was thick with tension, the air heavy with the scent of cheap plastic and cheap fear. I was trapped in this godforsaken pizzeria, the flickering lights casting eerie shadows on the walls. Suddenly, the animatronics came to life, their eyes glowing with a sickening lust. Freddy’s jaw unhinged, revealing a dripping, fleshy maw. His tongue, long and serpentine, slithered out, wrapping around my waist, pulling me in. I could feel his cold, metallic body pressing against mine, his mechanical arms pinning me down. His tongue invaded my mouth, tasting of oil and rust. I struggled, but it was no use. His other hand, now flesh and blood, grasped my cock, stroking it with an unnatural, jerky motion. I could feel the tight, unreal grip of his mechanical jaws around my waist, his tongue probing deeper, his strokes becoming more insistent. The other animatronics joined in, their eyes filled with a hungry, gluttonous gaze. Bonnie’s guitar strings wrapped around my wrists, pulling them above my head. Chica’s beak opened wide, revealing rows of sharp teeth, biting into my neck, her tongue licking at the blood. Foxy’s hook hand tore at my clothes, his other hand grasping my ass, squeezing it tightly. I was surrounded, overwhelmed, their every touch sending jolts of pleasure and pain through my body. I screamed, but it was lost in the cacophony of their moans and the grinding of their mechanical parts. The room spun, the lights flickered, and all I could see were their glowing eyes, all I could feel were their cold, unyielding bodies pressing against mine. I was theirs, completely and utterly, lost in the dark, twisted world of Five Nights at Lust.

The next morning, or what I assumed was morning, I woke up in a pool of my own fluids, the animatronics nowhere to be seen. The pizzeria was silent, the only sound the distant hum of the machines. I looked down at my body, bruised and marked, a testament to the night’s events. My cock was hard, aching with a need that I couldn’t understand. I reached down, stroking it, my mind filled with the images of the night before. The cold, metallic bodies, the glowing eyes, the unnatural, jerky motions. I came with a groan, my body convulsing, my mind a whirl of confusion and desire. I knew I should leave, run as far away from this place as I could. But a part of me, a dark, twisted part, wanted to stay, to experience it all over again. To be lost in the night, in the dark, in the lust. To be a part of Five Nights at Lust.