Five nights at Freddy's finale
A dark dream:
Mike opened his eyes to deep darkness surrounding him as if it was the nothingness of the abyss, the only physical thing in the black was a single ray of light centered on him. He was sitting down in the simple wooden chair, his legs spread apart while his monstrously veiny cock was in a semi-erect state, he felt dizzy as if he was delirious. He attempted to get out of the chair but he felt as if he was paralyzed from the next down, despite feeling the coldness of his sweaty cold as it was completely naked.
From the darkness, the head of a female golden bear animatronic would fade into his line of sight, while it was haunting that it was only the head that appeared. Mike tried to move his body to try and get away, but all he could do was gaze at the animatronics longing eyes.
A gentle rose rolled into Mike's ears from the surrounding darkness, "Can you hear me, Darling..." Mike's ears perked up as he heard the unfamiliar voice.
Mike attempted to look around at where the sound came from before her voice spoke again, "I'm sorry, but you've been broken..." Mike's face was drained of hope, it sounded like he had just died. It was the likely assessment, he didn't want to believe it but it was the facts.
"We can still be friends... But do you still believe that?" The voice sounded like it was coming closer but was so far away. Mike gritted his teeth, a single thought went through his mind, William Afton...
"We're still here for you... I can put you back together..." Mike was left in a sense of uncertainty as the words echoed in his mind. How were they going to do that? If he was dead, then there was no point of return right...
It was then his train of thought was shattered; the golden bear head opened her mouth, rolling out her tongue as she floated down and gave Mike's monstrous cock a long juicy lick. The sensation coursed up Mike's spine, making him shiver as he gazed down. The feeling of the head's tongue was heavenly across his meaty shaft. He couldn't move but his mind was indulging in all of the cravings from before.
The golden head continued doing long stimulating licks across Mike's throbbing cock, coating the musky shaft with a thin layer of saliva. The head floated up swirling her tongue around and coiling around the pulsing tip of the monstrous cock, tasting the powerful scents that emanated from this body.
Mike's breathing was becoming heavier, unable to push audible words out of his mouth other than pleasured moans of stimulation. He continued to try and move but in a less desperate manner as he was receiving the glorious blowjob.
That was then the golden bear head slid the tip of his cock into her mouth, his cock was concealed by the veil of darkness, but the warmth and wetness of the rest of her mouth were tantalizing, pleasured moans rolled out of his mouth as he continued to feel the pleasure build up inside him.
The Golden bear started to move her head up and down in more vigorous strokes, taking more and more of Mike's throbbing cock with each movement of her head. the insides of the being that was giving Mike his dream blowjob squeezed and coiled around his throbbing cock, as if he was getting milked with zealous vigor. Sweat dripped from Mike's musky body as pleasure was starting to get too much for his body to cope.
He wanted to reach out with his hand and grasp onto her head, to fully sheathe his veiny monster into the embrace of the abyss of this being's throat. He tilted his head back murmuring, "You feel so good, at this rate, you're gonna..."
The voice called out to him passionately, "Yes... That's it reach your limit, embrace my pleasure, fill my throat with your vibrant cum..." The bear head started moving faster and faster, trying to push Mike to an orgasmic climax
It was such an encapsulating feeling coursing through his body as if something was stopping him from coming, he gritted his teeth as he pulled all the stimulation and pleasure into a ball it was then there was burst a flood of orgasmic shock as he blinked quickly as his consciousness was plucked away.
He suddenly woke up inside a dark claustrophobic coffin-like box.
Mike quickly was panting as if he had come out of a sudden nightmare, he felt the dampness of cum pooling at his feet; he must himself nutted back to consciousness. Mike chuckled at the absurdity of that miracle. He pressed his hand on the lid of the box, seeing if he could pry the box open. With a heavy shove, he noticed that it was stuck, he smacked against the lid of the box in desperation!
"Hey! Let me out! You can't keep me in here!" Were the words he roared out, hoping to reach out to someone, anyone. That was then he heard the faint sounds of clicking high heels and the clapping of thick juicy ass and tits. He continued to bang on the lid, before using his entire body to struggle and flail to make as much racket as possible.
The footsteps and claps got closer to him, there was more than one of them, the clacking of latches as Mike shoved his way out. He burst out of the case sitting up straight from the case and looking around. He was surprised to see that the whole gang and their thick bubbly bodies had come to help him. They were in the former spare part section where he found the mysterious crate.
Freddina was the first to speak as she wrapped her arms around his body, "Thank goddess! We thought you were gone for good! It was my fault, I'm sorry honey bun..." She was almost crying on his shoulder as he looked at the others.
"Could anyone tell me..." Mike stopped as he realized his voice was although still masculine, was almost robotic just like theirs.
Chica squirmed her body, her wiggles making her boobs shake, "You collapsed in the security after playing with Freddiena, that evil creep dragged you to here and stuffed you into the box." Chica shivered, "We feared that that creep was going to take you away from us..."
Mike moved his body around, flopping his meaty cock out of the box to get it out of the cum puddle he had spilled in there. He then started standing up with Freddina, he looked at his hand, he was in disbelief, "What did he do to me?"
The animatronic girls' eyes were glancing down, occasionally straight at the meaty length that was drooling cum onto the floor, Bonnie would calmly quip, "Well I think he put you into a costume as company policy..."
Mike glared at Bonnie before looking down at his hand, he watched his fingers move, blinking as realized he could feel with his suit's hands, he pushed Freddina away gently, "I need to see something for myself..." He walked his way over to the bathroom, looking into the mirror as the lights flickered on. What he had become was worse than he thought.
Covering his greasy body was the old faded golden bear suit he had seen last night, like him it was a well built frame for sure, oddly mimicking his manly body frame. He put his hands on his head, feeling the suit but was he could accurately feel his hand. It was like a phantom sensation he was dealing with, looking downward, he noticed his junk was still monstrous in girth, perhaps more veined than when his last enhancement was, it was like William had the costumed designed to accommodate his new size.
But in Mike's mind that didn't make sense to him, why did he keep him around? He needed to know for sure. He turned to the door, opening it as he walked into the security room with a look of determination on his face as walked past the gang as they watched his cock sway between his legs.
Mike looked around the room noticed the place was cleaned out fully, there was not a drop of cum at all in sight, though his belongings were nowhere to be seen. He grumbled under his voice; it seemed like he was going to have a similar fate to the phone guy. He sat down in the chair looking at his security camera, trying to see if there was a way to find out what happened when he collapsed and died.
Foxy popped her head around the corner, "Hey, I know this is your area and all but what are you looking for?"
Mike sighed as he rolled away from the desk as he looked over the security system, it looked like someone turned it off after he blacked out, "Well I'm trying to find out why I've been put into this costume... I know I'm already a dead man..."
Bonnie would step around the corner, "Well it's not like we can do anything about the creep's antics; he only comes in during the shutdown when we can't move..."
Mike tilted his head, "Does he now..." Mike placed his hand on his chin as looked at the timer, it was the offline line like the rest of the system, "What time is it right now?"
Foxy would nod, "We're midway through our roaming time... Why do you ask?"
Hearing that, Mike stood up with an ominous smile; as he looked outside from the back door, sure enough, his car was there alongside William, "Perfect, he's waiting for something to happen..." He turned around, heading back down the corner, walking through the group, he was stopped by Chica who had clasped around his arm, her bubbly tits enveloping his arm.
"Do... Do you have to go so soon?" Chica asked him looking up and down between his eyes and his monstrous cock.
Mike ruffled up Chica's blonde hair as he pulled himself out of the sudden embrace, "Yes, I can't enjoy myself while I have a score to settle..." In his mind, he wanted to plow the lot of them like there's no tomorrow, but this plan needed him to not cause a commotion or get hard for whatever reason.
He made his way back to the old spare parts room; looking over to the opened box, he grumbled it was going to be a long night. As he zoned himself out, he was embraced by freddina from behind, her melon-sized breasts pressed against his back "Stay safe Honeybun, and get back at that creep, for all our sakes..." She then removed her embrace as she helped Mike back into the coffin after moving it back into place. Freddina kissed Mike on the forehead gently once he had got himself into place. She then stood up, closing the box and setting the latches back into place before starting to walk away, the clap of her bubble butt and melon tits announcing that see had left the room.
As Mike was more aware of his surrounding, he was able to listen and hear all the minor sounds of the place, the faint clapping of their thick juicy bodies as she aimlessly wandered about the place, the clicking of their footsteps as they walked across the building, it was relaxing that they still liked him, despite everything he had done. He glanced down at the main factor of this state of relationship, he monstrously veiny cock and its pungent musk. He chuckled to him quietly as he decided to take a short nap considering the opportunity he was given.
6:00 am
The sound of a familiar chiming bell made Mike open his eyes suddenly, it was the sound of the morning bell signifying the end of the animatronics roaming time. He heard all the girls start to return to their place with their movement, each with gliding motion of their steps.
Then there was a moment of dead silence; even Mike's breathing was quiet as he listened out for anything out of place. That was when he heard the sound of the backdoor being opened. He focused on the pair of footsteps that were approaching the spare part room. There were a pair of masculine voices; he was certain that one of them was Willaim Afton.
He remained still as the footsteps were coming closer, he heard the door open.
"Is the experimental unit in here?" The other man had asked.
In a calm response Willaim's voice gave out a sigh, "They ended up stuffing him in the suit in that box."
They would come closer to the box the man saying, "You said he was a former employee, what happened?"
"He was caught overdosing on the cupcakes you see... Something regrettable but not unexpected..." Willaim had said in a nonchalant manner
"Right, but corporate still needs him you know, I thought he matched expectations..."
"He matched and exceeded them... I have my ways to preserve his best traits..."
"If you say so, Sir..." There was the clacking of the latches as the pair opened up the box. Mike pretended to be lifeless as he looked up at the pair, Willaim was in his usual suit and attire, the man next to him, looked to be a janitor of sorts. Willaim looked with a smile but the janitor turned away almost vomiting from mike's stench, "I thought you said he'd been dead for only a day! He smells like he's rotted for years."
Willaim turned his back to Mike as he looked over to the janitor, "That, would be his musk, it is like an elixir of addiction for the opposite sex. It is why he was chosen..."
"A guy who was chosen to be a tool for exploiting divorce court is a guy who reeks of death even after a single day. This is the dumbest plan I've ever heard."
"Oh, it will work... Did you know that the wife of that major security firm reaped a ton from her ex-husband due to the affair with his man?"
"That was him, fuck me that's impressive though, I'd hate to be around if he knew what we're..." His mouth was agape as he saw something behind William.
It was then that Mike struck, he grabbed William by the neck, using the animatronic's strength to lift him off the ground, his raspy voice grumbled out, "No please, continue that sentence, what have you done to me..." To prevent William from struggling, he established an iron grip on his neck, ready to snap it should he try to escape.
The janitor stumbled over his words, looking in horror at the dead man that had come to like before his eyes, "Well, your boss here was going to use you in a new attraction at this place as a baiting hall for ruining marriages and setting up divorce cases..." Willaim glared daggers at the Janitor though held onto Mike's hand to try and pry himself free.
Mike maintained his high position towering over the janitor as his cock swayed in the air, "I see... So an on-demand homewrecker... How interesting," he looked down at the Janitor, "I'll let you live on the condition at I get his share of the money you earn from this business venture." His grip got tighter as he started to properly strangle William, choking the life out of him, watching him go lip from lack of oxygen.
"We have a deal, Mr. Schmitt, the share will be yours!" The Janitor blurted out to save his own neck.
He let go of William, letting him collapse to the floor in a pile. he smiled as he stepped off the case looking down at the Janitor, "Good, your boss, unfortunately, got caught up in one of the animatronics, he choked as a wire coiled around his neck." He placed a hand on the Janitor's shoulder, "Oh Mike Schmitt also died yesterday." The Janitor looked up in fear at the being before him, "I go by Bull Khan... Now get this place cleaned before anyone else notices."
The Janitor quickly nods grabbing Willaim's body and hurrying away with it for disposal.
Mike now referring to himself as Bull khan didn't follow the janitor out. He sat back down on the case he was hiding in, sighing with relief as he was now with a clean slate. An on-call homewrecker, that was a ridiculous title, but he could work with that; if he was just going to fuck women as a career and reap rewards for cuckolding all of their partners, who was he to say no to a dream career.
He laid back his conscience unstained by the acts he committed. He closed his eyes, yawning gently despite taking a nap. The sense of triumph was flowing through his body, making his cock throb with a need to celebrate in a way he could indulge in his spoils, but his usual outlets were motionless. He wasn't able to go outside either. He opened his eyes again, the boredom was getting to him so much, he thought he was seeing the golden head from the dream.
Part 3:
It was only when he heard the feminine echoey voice again that he realized, "Hello darling, thank you for ridding the world of that sadistic creep."
Bull Khan blinked as shook his head looking back at the golden female bear head, "Wait you were real... I thought you were."
The ghostly outline of her image was around her form, "Well I had brought you put you back together as promised, although left so abruptly I thought we were going to need to have a few more rounds before I could send you back.
Bull Khan chuckled, "God, you chose a difficult time to talk about sex..." His cock was starting to throb, "It may have been easier when I was dead too but I can't fuck a ghost..."
The Golden bear ghost giggled, "At least I came with a plan..." Her spirit floated away to the stage leaving Bull Khan to wonder what she had in mind.
Then there was the sound of clicking heels and the hymn of clapping thick ass cheeks as Bonnie had entered the room, pulling off her tight leather outfit for Bull Khan's amusement, he would notice that her eyes were glowing blue instead of the usual yellow lighting, "So Bull Khan is your new stage name, how fitting..." She put her hand on the wall, she fingered herself in his line of sight, "The girls were so horny for you once you woke up, it was a right for me to take over." She spread Bonnie's replicant pussy lips wide, "So Bull, wanting to blow off some steam?"
Bull Khan stood up from his seat, rubbing his erecting cock as he approached Bonnie's possessed body. He pressed his meaty cock against her pussy, grunting with pleasure as he shoved his monstrous meat into Bonnie's pussy. spreading her juicy insides wide with his throbbing cock. Bonnie gasp as the golden bear spirit borrows her voice again between her moans and gasps, "Oh yes, your cock is so good, my plan was such a great plan." Bonnie's body wobbled and jiggled as she bounced of Bull Khan's cock, pressing herself against the wall and spread her legs to accept his overwhelmingly powerful shaft.
Bull Khan reached out with his hands, clamping with around her model figure waste as he smashed her insides about with his massive cock, stretching them once more to mold them for his throbbing meat, he knew that other men would be using these holes, but that didn't matter to him as long as they knew that he was their alpha male. He grinned as he kept thrusting his cock into Bonnie, smacking her ass cheeks with his new hands, each clap as his hand made contact, caused ripples to roll across her ass cheek.
Possessed Bonnie moaned with a breath of pleasure as her body was molded to his pleasing, her insides started to almost coil and squeeze around Bull Khan's monstrous cock. This manipulation of her replicant pussy made Bull Khan shudder with pleasure, feeling his cock get ravenously milked like it was during the dream. Bull Khan leaned forward, clasping both of Bonnie's bouncing breasts, fondling them wildly as he fully hilted his cock inside of Bonnie's dripping pussy.
"Are you liking that spirit? Enjoying my cock with your horny host." Bull khan painted out as he was starting to feel his cock pulsing with the build-up of pleasure.
In Bonnie's moaning voice the spirit replied, "Oh yes I can feel your spreading her insides, oh fuck yes! Fuck her like that!" Bonnie's ass clapped as she was ruthlessly pounded by Bull khan and his throbbing monster of a cock, her melon sized breasts squeezed tightly as he fondled them, teasing her sensitive nipples as he had his way with her.
Bull Khan was feeling the need to cum bubbling in his throbbing cock, "Oh yeah, the technique is so good, you going to make me cum again…" He worked himself up as he continued his pussy pounding thrusts.
Bonnie leaned back to kiss Bull khan on the cheek, "Oh yeah that's it, come inside me, give it to all your hot sticky cum…" The spirit clenched the insides of Bonnie's body to start the orgasmic cock milking process.
As the grip around the cock tightened Bull Khan grunted with pleasure, roaring out orgasmically as his cock started to fill Bonnie's insides with large gushes of hot sticky cum. Bull Khan held as Bonnie quivered, orgasming twice in quick succession as if Bonnie and the spirit came at different times. Bull Khan didn't care as he held her tight as he pumped more cum into her insides, quickly starting to bulge out her belly as he had done before. By the time he had finished with her, she was a quivering mess with a full beach ball belly as she flopped off his meaty cock almost rag-dolled in a puddle of his cum.
The image of the spirit had left Bonnie's body with a sense of pleasure, "Oh wow, it felt so good becoming a cum dump for a short while and from the looks of things…" The spirit head glanced down at Bull Khan's throbbing cock, "You're not satisfied yet. Let me find another host." The spirit hummed to herself as she floated towards the stage once more. This time, Bull Khan decided to follow the spirit that, mainly out of interest of the possession processes, leave a snail trail of cum as he walked.
Entering the Dining area, Bull Khan would look to the stage to see the spirit hop into the body of Chica. He watched with curiosity as the bird bimbo's body twitches into life, wobbling her titanic around d as she stepped off the stage, the Spirit's voice rolled out of Chica's mouth, "Oh my, so this is the feeling of a top-heavy woman…" She pulled off Chica top as she walked towards Bull Khan, her mouth teasingly wide open as she leaned forward.
Seeing the obvious gesture, Bull Khan grabbed Chica by the hair on her head, pulling her mouth down so that she would fall onto his throbbing cock. Chica stumbled to her knees her mouth was now full from his massive meat. The spirit hummed delightfully as she swirled Chica's tongue around the drooling tip of his cock, cleaning off the hot sticky cum greedily. Bull Khan breathed out with, the coiling warmth of Chica's tongue sent pulses of pleasure through his body. He yanked on Chica's hair further, sliding more of his monstrous cock into Chica's mouth as he positioned himself to start moving his hips.
The spirit hummed with delight as she started to slurp across more and more of Bull Khan's throbbing meat, "Such a tasty cock… its musk is so much stronger in this realm…" Chica was starting to bob her head, sucking on Bull Khan's massive shaft vigorously, her throat coiling and squeezing to pleasure Bull Khan's pulsing meat.
As Chica started to move, Bull Khan began thrusting hips, pulling Chica further down onto his massive as pounded his cock deep down her twisting and squeezing throat. Her coiling insides wrapped around Bull Khan's throbbing cock tightly each time that he shoved his monstrous throbbing cock in Chica's craving mouth. He hummed with pleasure as the sensation felt across his pulsing shaft.
Chica reached down her to her crotch, popping off the tight booty shorts she can reach clit, rubbing it aggressively to pleasure herself as she gargled on Bull Khan's throbbing cock as it filled her throat in a dominating fashion, filling her senses with his addicting musk.
Bull Khan continued to thrust his cock into Chica's gaping maw, plunged into the depths of her coiling throat as he kept his grip on her hair. Each pulse and throb of his monstrous cock was slowly building up the pleasure inside his body; the peak of his pleasure was almost in his grasp once more. He slid Chica further down his cock, filling her throat as he hilted his throbbing shaft into her mouth, continuing to pound away as the orgasmic surge was building, "That's it, make me cum just like that."
Chica hummed and moaned with delight as her mouth was completely filled, she was now sliding her fingers in and out of her dripping pussy as she could feel his meaty cock throbbing and pulsing in her mouth. She looked up at Bull Khan, her eyes begging for his hot sticky cum as he rammed his cock into her mouth.
Bull Khan was starting to breathe heavily, the pleasure building up inside him as he pounded his cock into the Bird Bimbo's mouth, "Oh yeah... So good, I'm gonna cum!" He roared out once more, arching his back as held Chica still as he surged his cum deep into her mouth. Each blast of cum came out in massive gushing ropes as Chica slowly chugged each pump of cum with a sense of want, the cum flooded her throat swiftly as it pooled to her belly, eventually stretching her belly out to a round blob.
Once Bull Khan's cum stream was stopped he slowly pulled his as Chica cleaned it with her tongue, as the cum cleaned cock was pulled out, she twitched, gasping orgasmically as she collapsed to the floor, her body twitching from stimulation.
Once more, the image of the spirit appeared before Bull Khan, licking her spectral lips as she floated out of Chica's body, "Well, that as exquisite..." The spirit giggled, "You must be enjoying this too..."
Bull Khan chuckled gently as he looked towards the spirit, "I certainly am, it feels good to blow off some steam..." He rolled his shoulders, "Do you have any more tricks? Because I can go for a few more rounds still..."
The spirit hummed with delight, "Really that's perfect, I have something I want to try..." The spirit flew off in the direction of Pirate's cove, slowly by Bull Khan and his oozing trail of cum, taking time with his strides as he let the spirit get ready for his arrival.
As Bull Khan enter the pirates' cove, he would notice Foxy already had his clothes stripped off, she had set herself up in a squatting position, her massive dump truck ass facing towards the crowd, shameless displaying her prime asset. Bull Khan was certainly curious about what the spirit was up, so he sat down on the viewing floor just behind Foxy.
It was then to the beat of some arranged erotic music, Foxy began to wiggle her body, twerking her ass in a style of modern mating ritual as her tail swished seductively, her titanic ass cheeks clapped to the beat of the music. Bull Khan watched with interest, stroking his musky got slowly to get it erect for the spirit's attention.
Foxy glanced by towards Bull Khan, eyeing up his growing throbbing erecting as she licked her lips. She jumped off the stage, her ass wobbling from the impact as she strutted her way over to where he was sitting, turning back around to present her unbeatably thick ass cheeks, "Like my dance moves, babe? Looking at your cock, I'd say you do..."
Bull Khan smirked as he pressed his meaty cock against Foxy's wobbling ass cheeks. Sliding his thick shaft between her bouncy round dump trucks, "Oh yeah, keep twerking like that I might fuck you again."
Foxy giggled as she started to twerk once more, rubbing Bull Khan's throbbing cock between her thick ass cheeks as she danced to the erotic dance music, "Oh yeah? That sounds like a challenge." Her tail flicked and swished joyfully as she slid across his musky shaft, engulfing the monster cock in her thickness.
Bull Khan's cock was starting to throb with pleasured intent, he watched Foxy's ass cheeks dance over his cock like a pair of thick juicy pole dancers giving a world-class performance. He grasped her tail sharp causing her to yelp while was at the highest point of her twerk, she tipped backward, gasping sharply as his cock was shoved into her asshole. She shivered with delight as she looked towards Bull Khan, a smirk of pleasure on her face before slowly sliding down onto his cock.
Bull Khan hummed, the sounds of pleasure rolling out of his lips as he kept a hold of Foxy's as she slid his throbbing cock into her ass. The familiar coiling and squeezing of the spirit's meddling with Foxy's inside was a welcome stimulation, especially in Foxy's tight asshole. Bull Khan gave a passing gesture in Foxy's line of sight giving her the signal to start moving.
Seeing that made Foxy smirk as she start to bounce, her ass clapping in a lustful percussion of the beat as she jumped up and down on Bull Khan's throbbing cock. her moans of pleasure flowed out of her lips as she felt his massive shaft stretch her insides to his own pleasure.
Bull Khan felt the squeezing pleasures of Foxy's squeezing motions of twerking as she bounced on his throbbing cock. The stimulation pulsed through his body as his cock was getting milked by Foxy's coiling insides. The sensation called out to Bull Khan's instincts, having him buck his hips wildly to match Foxy's bouncing motion, thrusting his meat deeper into the damning Fox girl's insides.
The sudden thrusts upward fully sheathed Bull Khan's cock into Foxy's asshole, making her gasp and jolt as the bouncy impacts ramped up with intensity, "Oh yes! Fuck my ass, mold me to your meaty cock!" Rolled out her mouth as she was panting passionately, her ass cheeks clapped as if they were encouraging Bull Khan to make her know her place as a cock sleeve.
Bull Khan felt the pleasure building up more and more as the passion and intensity reached their peak, his powerful hips smacking into Foxy's thick thighs. His cock pulsed and throbbed as the pressure that was filling his balls was again reaching his limit. He smacked Foxy's ass hard, distorting the bouncing and wobbling with his slap, "Ah yeah, getting closer, my oh god, I'm already..." He roared out with pleasure once more as his orgasm coursed over his body. He thrust upward, filling Foxy's plump ass with his cock as his hot sticky cum surged out of his cock.
Foxy gasped out, her legs trembled as she was cumming too, she held her belly as she felt the cum fill her belly swiftly to the brim, bulging out to a size of a bowling ball before her face bulged. He tried to hold it back it was too much her Foxy as she was forced to Vomit up the rest of the thick warm cum from her mouth. In the midst of her coughing and splutters of cum, she quivered with pleasure as she start to slowly pass out once more, laying on top of Bull Khan as a stream of cum drooling out of her as she fainted.
Bull Khan rolled the inflated Foxy off his cumming cock once he had finished pumping Foxy full of his cum. Flopping his meaty cock out of her stretched asshole as he sighed with satisfaction. The Spirit reappeared from Foxy's body in front of Bull Khan again, "Your cock is so enchanting, I envy these ladies that they will be spending the rest of their days at your feet... I can go on for one more round but then I must return."
Bull Khan has panting, "I'm going to need a perk me up before I go one more round..." He sat, appraising the mess he made filling Foxy up with a sense of manly pride, he truly was now only his woman, same for the others he has dominated, but looking at his cock, it was sagging as a pool of cum was forming between his legs.
The Spirit smirked, "I know!" She then flew off back to the dining hall. Bull Khan rose an eyebrow as he slowly pulled himself to his feet, his worn-out cock almost dragging between his legs as he stomped his way over.
Bull Khan entered the hall noticing that the spirit had possessed Freddina, a soft chuckle echoed through the hall, the clicking her heels and the clap of her thickness gave an almost hypnotic beat as the door to the kitchen was opened, with a sense of aroused uncertainty, he followed Freddina into the kitchen.
As Bull Khan walked into the kitchen, Freddina was sitting on the kitchen side her legs spread apart in a teasing manner as a platter of cupcakes was waiting for by the door. Freddina started to gently finger herself, her blue glowing eyes beaming at Bull Khan, "Come on Darling, just for me..." The integration of Freddina's south accent worked well to harmonize with the Spirit's tone.
Bull Khan swiped up one of the cupcakes, with a nostalgic smirk on his face as he stared down at it, despite winning, he still had nothing to lose, he opened his maw wide, popping the cupcake inside his mouth, chewing it thoroughly before swallowing it whole.
After a few seconds, he felt the throb course body as his cock bulged and stood at attention, as his tip drooled with precum and hot sticky cream and his eyes flared with desire. He marched over to Freddina as his cock was pulsing and throbbing, pulling her fingering hand away as he thrust his veiny monster cock into her tight wet pussy, breaching her insides like a battering ram.
Freddina gasped with pleasure as she arched her back, her insides coiling and squeezing Bull Khan's empowered raging cock as it stretched her insides, "Oh fuck, it's far more massive than before, I can feel you stretching her so much."
Without any thought of mercy, Bull Khan started to thrust his hips, slamming his throbbing cock into Freddina's squeezing inside. A primal breeding instinct overtook his mental judgment, rapidly pounding into the Bear girl's dripping pussy like there was no tomorrow.
In the face of this primal outburst of carnal lust, Freddina could only hold onto Bull Khan as he broke her body into becoming his cock sleeve. She moaned and howled with pleasure, the passion escaping her lips but unable to form coherent words as the only thing she could think of was his throbbing cock.
As Freddina coiled herself around Bull Khan as her insides squeezed his meaty cock, Bull Khan unrelentingly maintained the primal flow of thrusts, ramming his throbbing monster into Freddina's pussy with the intensity of a jackhammer. He felt the pulsings and throbbings of pleasure course all over his body as he let himself loose, rampaging inside of Freddina as her body could all of his might phallus.
Freddina was quivering and shivering while her mouth could only get out gasps and moans. Overwhelmed by Bull Khan's unleashed carnal desire she held him tight, leaning up to kiss Bull Khan on the lips, locking lips as her pussy was stretched mercilessly, oozing with various love juices.
Bull Khan grunted and panted as he could feel the last of his carnal might bubbling together for one last release of pleasure, he kissed Freddina back as he groped her bouncy tits, moaning the desire to cum into her mouth as his tongue pushed into hers to lock tongue. A cheerful moan rolled from out of Freddina's mouth into Bull Khan as she was ready to accept his cum one last time.
With a surge of pleasure, Bull Khan roared out loudly as cock erupted inside of Freddina's pussy, unleashing a tide of hot thick cum straight into Freddina's belly. The hot white fluid filled her belly to the brim in seconds as it then started to rapidly inflate her Stomach to a size previously unrivaled by any of his previous cum dumps. Her belly was so massive that Bull Khan clasped her asscheeks, dragging her foward so her belly could take in more of his might seed.
After a long minute of orgasmic release, his cumming finally stopped; he had never felt so refreshed as pulled his cock out of Freddina cum filled pussy. His mind was in a state that was almost like post-nut clarity. The spirit left Freddina's body as she came once more, gushing out a pool of his hot semen.
The spirit gave Bull Khan a satisfied nod, "Well friend it was great getting to fuck you but I must leave to settle a score..." Her image would start to fade, "Look after the girls for me and take care..." The Spirit's image completely faded from reality.
Panting from exhaustion after making it through the paranormal orgy, Bull Khan slumped back into the spare parts room, looking over to the coffin box as he walked past the bloated Bonnie. He yawned with exhaustion as he laid down in the box.
He was a man that came back from the dead to take the role of womanizing home wrecker, he chuckled to himself, as he closed the box on himself. He was looking forward to tomorrow...