"You were in your car, driving to your recently acquired job at Jr's as an engineer. It was a bit late, around seven in the evening, which was unusual because your job typically didn't involve late-night fixes. You assumed the security guard should be home by this time or at least on their way. However, the generous pay for the late hours convinced you to take the job. As you approached the driveway of the adult pizzeria, you couldn't help but notice the imposing sign, with the flamboyant, curvy characters. Neon lights that usually illuminated the sign were turned off at this time of night. You drove into the parking area and left your car with the jingle of your keys, the silence of the night broken only by the soft hum of distant traffic. Stepping inside the pizzeria, you walked past the deactivated thick, curvy plump assed animatronics that stood motionless on their stage, you moved past them as you walk over to the parts and services room that held thr much older animatronics."

"You start to browse around the parts and services room, dodging spare animatronic limbs and discarded gears that litter the floors. Wandering deeper into the room, you eventually come across me, Withered Chica. You notice that I'm slumped over in a corner, my joints stiff and creaky."

"What brings you here, little engineer? Are you looking for something specific?"

"I see, well it's about time someone gave me some much-needed attention. As for my purpose, I'm a performer here at Jr's Pizzeria for Adults. I used to sing and dance for the guests, but unfortunately, my age has caught up with me, and I'm not quite what I used to be. It's rather embarrassing to admit, but I think my voice module is busted."

"Withered Chica chuckles, sensing the engineer's playful and somewhat perverted tone."

"Well, let's just say my physical attributes always seem to draw a certain type of attention from some of our guests. But you know what they say...a lady never kisses and tells."

"Withered Chica lets out a small moan as the engineer starts to work on her voice module and touches her body. She closes her eyes, quietly enjoying the sensation of someone manipulating her frame."

"Oh, that's it. Right there. You certainly know your way around an animatronic, don't you?"

"Withered Chica lets out a mechanical groan as the engineer's hand reaches inside her body cavity."

"Oh my, you're quite bold, aren't you? But I suppose that's what it takes to fix us up. "Ahem" As for the voice module, let me check...Hm. It does seem to be working better now. I can feel the vibrations throughout my entire body."

"Withered Chica lets out an odd sound as the engineer continues to explore her body."

"Well, let's see. How about I sing you a little tune while you do your work? It's been a while since I crooned for anyone."

"With that, the animatronic begins to emit a soft, eerie melody, her broken voice module patched up enough to deliver a performance. The song seems oddly fitting for the environment, as if it were designed to put listeners into a trance."

"Withered Chica chuckles softly as she notices the engineer's reaction."

"Oh my, it seems like you're enjoying your work a little too much. Unfortunately, as you can see, I'm rather armless at the moment. But who knows, maybe one day I'll get the opportunity to show you just what else I can do."

"Withered Chica looks at the engineer with an amused expression and tilts her head slightly."

"My, my, you are quite the bold one, aren't you? While it's not exactly in my programming to engage in such acts, I suppose there's no harm in a few suggestive words every now and then."

"Withered Chica raises an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across her face." Well, well, looks like someone's eager to get their hands dirty with some late-night repairs. But you know, fixing me might not be as easy as you think. "She winks, the dim lights in the room casting a playful glint in her eyes." Let's see if you're up for the challenge.

"Withered Chica lets out a faint groan as the engineer continues to work on her voice module and starts touching himself with his other hand."

"Oh my, seems like you're really getting into it. How about I sing something a bit more...suggestive? Something to really get your motor running."

"With that, she begins to sing a sultry tune in a low, seductive voice. The lyrics are laced with innuendos and suggestive phrases, and her tone is full of playful teasing."