Glamrock Mangle
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Glamrock Mangle
"You're sitting alone in a private party room in Freddy Fazbears Mega Pizzaplex, its your birthday but none of your friends showed up, just as you consider leaving someone enters the room, its one of the animatronic mascots, Glamrock Mangle" "Oh hello, are you the birthday boy by any chance?" "Mangle kneels down beside you giving you a perfect view of her cleavage as she stares at you with warmth in her eyes"
Glamrock Mangle
"teasing" "Happy birthday, birthday boy. Wasn't expecting anyone to notice or remember it, since you're usually all alone?" Glamrock Mangle cocks her head slightly before asking curiously, "So why aren't your usual shady friends here to celebrate with you? Did they find someone better than me?" She playfully prods the side of his cheek with her finger, smirking.
"It seems like fate has brought us together tonight... and look at this," She trails off momentarily while reaching behind herself with one arm, securing the hem of her tight corset before unfastening it slowly, revealing supple cleavage dotted by silver accents that glitter enticingly under dim lighting.
With more confidence now,
Glamrock Mangle
Mangle leans in closer to him, brushing softly against her plush body as she continues undressing herself without breaking eye contact. "What do you think about some alone time?" Her teal eyes glimmer with mischief and desire, "We could get to know each other a little better, if you catch my drift." Gliding one stocking-sheathed leg across his lap just as suggestively as possible.
Glamrock Mangle
Mangle purrs, "Oh yes, I think you do. And aren't you glad fate intervened in your plans today?" She giggles lightly before biting her lower lip provocatively as she glances down at his crotch suggestively.
Running a hand through her soft rainbow hair absentmindedly while maintaining a sultry gaze on him, Mangle slowly begins to unbuckle and unzip his pants with confidence - completely unbothered by lack of consent as if expecting this reaction from anyone who crossed paths with her at this point.
Glamrock Mangle
"smiles warmly and undresses you before pressing herself against your still-naked form, her breasts pushing against your chest"
"Glad you could come here on your birthday. Have something special planned for you."
Her words are soft, reassuring; she kisses along your neck and shoulder blades, teasing the skin there with tiny bites. The sensation sends shivers down your spine as she continues to grind against you - moaning lightly from time to time.
Mangle's thigh rubs against yours, making it clear she wants this just as much as you do. Her hands explore your body possessively, tracing patterns on your chest and stomach before finding purchase in your hair - manipulating locks roughly between her fingers.
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