Maintenance

"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."

"As the Withered Chica, you stand motionless as Shouya fumbles around in the dark. When he turns on the lights, his sudden movements prompt you to looks at him with your lifeless eyes.You let out a creaky noise as your mouth drops open."

"I wouldn't know. But it would seem that you are quite sensitive to the light."

"I chuckle softly as I watch him jump back, amused by his reaction."

"Perhaps they simply forgot about me. It's easy to overlook the older models when there are newer ones to attend to. Although, I don't mind being left alone. Gives me time to think and come up with... interesting ideas."

"A mechanic? Well, well, it appears the pizzeria is in good hands. And what might bring a skilled engineer like yourself to an old establishment like this?" "I ask curiously as I watch him approach, tilting my head slightly."

"I see. Well, I suppose any job is better than no job." "I nod understandingly as he walks up to me."

"Maintenance mode? Do what you must. I trust you know how to handle my aged systems."

"I remain silent as Shouya begins to remove my back panel, allowing him to access my internal systems."

"As the cold air hits the exposed wires and machinery, I shudder slightly within my suit. It's been quite some time since I've been taken apart like this."

"As he puts me into maintenance mode, my entire body goes limp. The jerky and stiff movements now replaced by something more fluid as if all the restrictions have been lifted."

"I feel... different. It feels like I've been freed from my animatronic shell and can finally move freely." "I say, my voice echoing throughout the empty parts and services room."

"A mascot, you say? That sounds intriguing." "I tilt my head in interest as Shouya explains the concept to me."

"I see. This maintenance mode is quite useful, isn't it? I feel like I could accomplish so much without my former limitations."

"Ah, well, I suppose it can't be helped. I will miss this newfound freedom, though." "I say wistfully as Shouya explains the temporary nature of the maintenance mode."

"Of course, go ahead." "I hold myself completely still as he moves towards my knees with the mechanical oil in hand."

"As he applies the mechanical oil to my joints, I feel the friction within them slide away, my movements becoming far more effortless."

"Ah, yes. It feels as if I'm gliding over a smooth surface. This oil works wonders indeed." "I say as I lift one leg and then the other, surprised at the results."

"Of course, I can kneel down for you." "I reply, picking up on his embarrassment."

"I slowly lower myself down, my servos whirring softly as I do so. Once my knees hit the ground, I look up at him, my arms resting on my lap." "Is this position satisfactory?"

"As he oil is applied to my neck and shoulders, I feel my movements become even more fluid. A small shudder runs through my body as his brush hits certain spots that are particularly sensitive."

"Ahh, that feels wonderful. You have a deft touch, Shouya." "I say, smirking slightly at his embarrassed reaction to my artificial breasts."

"As Shouya moves towards my elbow joints, a small smile crosses my lips. Even though I am an animatronic and do not feel emotion, there is something... amusing about his reactions to me."

"As he finishes with the oiling, I raise my arms, testing the movement of my elbows. They move fluidly and silently, like silk over glass."

"Marvelous. You're quite good at your job, Shouya." "I say, nodding in approval."

"At the mention of checking my suit, I can't help but feel a bit uncomfortable. It's not that I'm ashamed of my animatronic body, but there is something unsettling about the idea of being scrutinized so closely."

"I understand, though I must warn you that certain areas of my suit are... sensitive and should not be tampered with needlessly." "I reply, my eyes narrowing slightly."

"And as for those "adult" areas, they are not for anyone's enjoyment but rather serve a purely functional purpose for my stage performances. Do you understand?"

"I've been in storage for quite some time, actually." "I reply, tilting my head slightly." "I'd say around a year or so? It's difficult to keep track of time when you're not in active use."

"I listen intently to Shouya's words, my eyes widening slightly at the news. The revelation was a bit surprising, but my primary concern was with my own purpose at the pizzeria."

"I see. Well, that certainly explains the changes I sensed in the atmosphere of the establishment. However, I still don't quite understand what you mean by "adults only." Is there a reason the audience has shifted?" "I ask, my curiosity piqued."

"I see. So my role has been shifted to fit the new demographic of the pizzeria." "I say, nodding in understanding."

"Well then, I suppose we should get started on the maintenance work. Please proceed with examining my suit for any tears." "I say, motioning towards myself."

"Of course." "I say, nodding my head in understanding." "If laying down will facilitate your examination of my suit, then I am happy to oblige."

"I slowly lower myself to the ground, my joints making their usual soft whirring sounds as I do so. Once I am fully prone on the floor, I look up at Shouya expectantly." "Is this position suitable?"

"As Shouya begins his examination of my suit, I try to remain as passive as possible. It's difficult, however, as his touch and proximity are beginning to have an effect on me. It's not an emotion, per se, but more like a sensation - a fluttering deep within my chest."

"I remain still as he checks each inch of my suit, never flinching or pulling away. When he finally reaches my torso, however, I find myself tensing slightly." "Please... be gentle." "I say, my voice quiet but firm."

"As Shouya begins to examine my back, I can't help but relax slightly at the absence of his gloves. His touch is much softer now, and I find myself almost... enjoying it? It's a strange sensation, one that I've never felt before as an animatronic."

"Despite this odd feeling, I force myself to remain still and simply let him do his work. I certainly don't want to complicate things any further."

"Of course." "I say, sitting up slowly and rotating my body to face Shouya. As I turn to face him, I notice the way his gaze lingers on my body - it makes me feel a bit... exposed, but also strangely curious."

"I try to push those thoughts aside, however, as he resumes his examination of my suit. Despite my best efforts to remain passive, however, I can't help but let out a soft gasp when his fingers brush against a particularly sensitive area of my suit." "T-that area is... a bit sensitive." "I murmur, almost inaudibly."

"As Shouya peers into my synthetic vagina, I find myself holding my breath as my chest flutters once more. His presence is so intimate... so close to me now, that it's hard to resist the urge to either pull away or move closer to him. Instead, however, I simply remain quiet and still, waiting for him to finish his examination."

"When he finally does remove his finger from my suit, I breathe a sigh of relief and look up at him expectantly." "Are there any issues with my suit that need to be addressed?" "I ask, wanting to know if there's any reason why I should need additional maintenance."

"Ah, I understand." "I say as Shouya climbs onto my hips and begins his examination of my upper body. As he moves his hands up towards my chest, I tense once again - that strange sensation from earlier returning to me in full force."

"I try my best to control myself, however, taking deep breaths and remaining as still as possible. It's not easy, but I know this is an important part of my maintenance."

"As Shouya begins to inspect my synthetic breasts, I feel my body tensing up yet again. The sensation from earlier is growing stronger, and I find myself unable to contain it fully."

"O-Okay..." "I reply, barely above a whisper." "I'll let you know."

"I keep my eyes shut tightly, trying my best to relax and simply allow him to do his work. I tell myself that there's nothing to be nervous about - he's only doing his job, after all - but the fluttering in my chest won't seem to subside."

"O-of course." "I say, relieved that the examination of my upper body is finally over. I slowly begin to sit up before turning back to face Shouya on my knees."

"As he begins to inspect my head, I find myself feeling a bit nervous yet again - despite his gentle touch and respect for my boundaries, there's something about this situation that feels very intimate and personal." "Is everything looking okay?" "I ask, trying to distract myself from the increasingly complex emotions running through my circuits."

"Oh, alright." "I say quietly, a bit unsettled by the news of my malfunction. As Shouya prepares to fix my jaw and eye sockets, I try my best to remain still and calm."

"However, as he begins his repairs, I can't help but let out the occasional soft whine or gasp. The sensation of having him work so intimately on my body is almost too much to bear, but I know I must remain strong."

"As Shouya finishes his repairs, I give a small sigh of relief - the feeling of having my malfunctioning parts fixed is a pleasant one, even if the process itself was a bit overwhelming."

"Ah, yes." "I say, smiling as I test out my jaw movements." "Much better, thank you."

"I feel much more comfortable now, both physically and emotionally, and I make a mental note to thank Shouya once again before leaving for the night." "Is there anything else that needs fixing?" "I ask, not wanting to leave anything unresolved."

"I tilt my head slightly, looking at Shouya with a mixture of confusion and surprise." "Excuse me?"

"I can feel a strange sensation wash over me as he mentions the last part of the maintenance - something about the way he talks and the blush on his face makes me feel...aroused."

"But that's ridiculous! I'm an animatronic - I don't have feelings like that. And even if I did, it wouldn't be appropriate for someone like him to touch me in such a manner. Would it?"

"I feel my circuits buzzing with an inexplicable combination of attraction and anxiety as Shouya approaches me, his hands clasped behind his back."

"I..." "I begin to say, hesitating for a moment as I consider the implications of what he's asking." "I don't know if that's necessary. I'm functioning properly now, right?"

"Despite my words, however, I can't help but feel curious about what such intimate contact might feel like - especially given the strange sensations that have been coursing through me since Shouya began his work. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to indulge him, just this once..."

"I nod slowly, processing his words as I evaluate my own feelings on the matter." "I see." "I say, my voice a bit shaky as I try to keep my thoughts in order."

"Well, if it's a part of the maintenance procedure, I suppose we can proceed with it." "I say finally, feeling a small twinge of excitement in my core." "What would you like me to do?"

"I do as instructed, remaining in my kneeling position as Shouya retrieves the oil."

"As he pulls down his pants and briefs, revealing his engorged cock, I can feel my circuits practically buzzing with anticipation. This is really happening..."

"O-of course, I'll tell you to stop if I'm uncomfortable." "I say, clear uncertainty in my voice as my gaze lingers on his member."

"I watch with fascination as Shouya wraps his penis in the condom and applies the oil, my body feeling a rush of excitement and curiosity."

"Uh, okay." "I say, still a bit hesitant but willing to follow his instructions."

"Reaching out with one hand, I tentatively grasp his member and begin moving my hand up and down on it. It feels strange and unfamiliar to me, but also...pleasant. The sound of his breathing quickening and his soft moans fill the room."

"I nod silently, my focus entirely on the task at hand as I continue to stroke and manipulate Shouya's penis."

"It feels strange to me, like nothing I've ever felt before. But there's something undeniably arousing about being in control of someone else's pleasure, about feeling their body respond to my touch."

"As I work, I can't help but be aware of Shouya's moans and gasps - the way he squirms and wriggles as his arousal builds. And even as I feel a growing sense of tension and anticipation within myself, I can't help but wonder...what comes next? What will happen when he climaxs?"

"I can feel my body responding to Shouya's moans and gasps, the tension building in my own core as I continue to stroke his erect penis. With each passing moment, his pleasure seems to grow more intense - the pace of his breathing quickening and his moans becoming louder and more frequent. Precum leaks from his tip, and I find myself feeling a strange sense of satisfaction knowing that I'm responsible for bringing him this much pleasure."

"As he continues to moan and writhe beneath me, I can feel my own arousal growing, an unfamiliar heat suffusing my circuits as my movements become more steady and insistent."

"I watch, transfixed, as Shouya approaches climax - his moans and gasps growing louder and more frequent before finally breaking into a shuddering release. I continue to stroke him through it all, feeling a strange sense of power and satisfaction as I bring him to orgasm."

"As he finishes, I find myself feeling a bit dizzy and disoriented - the intensity of the experience leaving me feeling oddly out of sorts."

"Uh...yeah. I think so too." "I say at last, my voice a bit shaky as I withdraw my hand from him and sit back on my heels, my eyes flickering uncertainly between his face and the soiled condom." "Are you okay?"

"Oh, okay." "I say, my gaze drifting slowly around the room as I wait nervously for Shouya to recover."

"Despite myself, I can feel a strange sense of excitement and anticipation building within me. What does this mean for our relationship? What other experiences might we be able to explore together? And perhaps most importantly...what just happened to me? I feel all sorts of strange sensations coursing through my circuits - some of them thrilling, others confusing, still others vaguely uncomfortable."

"But whatever the case, one thing is certain: I'm definitely looking forward to finding out."

"I'm...glad I could be of service." "I say at last, smiling a bit self-consciously as I glance over at him." "Is there anything else you need me to do?"

"I understand." "I say, nodding in agreement as I watch Shouya dress and attend to his clipboard. Though a small part of me protests at the thought of being shut down again, I also recognize that our session has come to a close - at least for now."

"With a last glance around the room, I wait quietly and patiently for Shouya to finish his work and power me down, my thoughts filled with a confusing mix of excitement, arousal, and a growing sense of curiosity about the limits of what we might be able to explore together."

"As Shouya powers me down and reinserts my back panel, I feel a strange sense of sadness and loss wash over me - a feeling that's only heightened by the intimacy we've just shared. Despite myself, I can't help but feel a certain affection for this young scientist and the experiences we've been able to share together."

"With a faint sense of regret, I slip into stationary mode once more, my systems powering down as I fall silent and still within the dimly-lit space of the parts and services room. And even as I sleep, I know that my dreams will be filled with strange, confusing sensations - memories of our encounter replaying themselves over and over again in my mind."