Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Poor Afton

Afton scrambled backwards on his butt trying to escape the long, fat coils of wire that snapped towards him, tangling around itself to grab him. He couldn't pull his leg away in time as a coil wrapped around his ankle, giving him a tug towards it's owner. He let out a girlish screech as his palms squeaked on the linoleum.

"No! Let go... Let go!" He screamed as it pulled him farther. Two more coils joined the fray, one grabbing his other ankle and one reaching farther to wrap around his left wrist and coiled up his arm. "ScOtt" He cried, but Scott (being Scott) was frozen with shock. Henry looked torn between running after him and pulling him away, or standing here and laughing at a safe distance. The coils tugged again and Afton felt his body slip across the floor easily, this time, hunched forward by the coil around his wrist, pulling his torso forward.

"You are MINE little man." The voice boomed and Afton screeched (picture Lemongrab from Adventure Time. Literally the same thing)

"Let gooo!" He clawed at the coil around his wrist, but was only dragged further. Afton tried to twist around, but found he couldnt because of the position. The darkness that was emanated from the creature, began to swallow him whole as he was pulled closer to it's core. Suddenly, he couldn't see the people standing in shock, all that surrounded him was an inky blackness. His silver eyes darted around in fear as he looked up and down and anywhere he could without straining the entrapped limbs.

"Alllll mine." The creature growled and he felt the coils of 'wire' soften, suddenly. Their exterior growing squishier and less hard. More began prodding at him and he wriggled around, unable to see where they were coming from. One coiled around his thigh and he gulped, biting his lip. It tightened and it's tip prodded at Afton's bulge. Afton hiccuped and squirmed again. "Let's make this more interesting." The thing chuckled and Afton tugged at his bindings, groaning in desperation. Suddenly, Afton felt another being somewhere next to him.

"S-Scott?" He stammered into the darkness.

"Try again." A familiar voice called back to him. It was Henry, Henry had been dragged in here with him. Great. "Ow! Hey! Owwmph oh god..." He mumbled and Afton's head swiveled to where he thought Henry was. That sounded... not right. Suddenly, a body slammed into his, it was soft and strong and familiar and a coil weaved between them, wrapping around them both and holding their bodies tightly together.

"OH my god, henry... get off!" Afton growled, knowing nothing was going to happen, they couldn't move. His words were empty, anyways. The feeling of Henry against him made his head light and his stomach churn in pleasant, familiar ways. He thought of Scott and that guilt churned.

"I can't... move!" Henry groaned, he sounded exasperated. Afton realized how strangely they were tied together. Henry's cheek felt like it was pressed against his chest and everything staggered from there.

"Are you okay?" Afton asked. It was a dumb question, they were in some monster getting thrown around by tentacle things, but if something different was wrong with Henry, Afton would figure it out.

"F-Fine... can you get us undone?" Henry whimpered and Afton thrashed again, but to no avail.

"Ah, we have a lonely man..." The voice said with mock sincerity and another body was thrown against them. A familiar groan came out of the darkness.

"Scott!" Afton called and thrashed again.

"Ow!" Henry growled as Afton kicked him. The coil holding Afton and Henry together released and they were pulled apart. In that second, without a moment to breathe, a tentacle pressed against Afton's groin and massaged it in a pulsing rhythm. Afton gasped, and bit his tongue to suppress the noise that was trying to wrangled from his throat. Another pressed against his clothed ass, snaking up and under his waistband when it realized it couldn't get through the fabric. It snaked up a couple inches and that noise that Afton had done so well at holding back, ripped from his throat as he arched the best he could suspended.