Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

We meet again

Vibe: We Belong Together - Ritchie Valens

The sermon was going as it usually did. The prayers were memorized and carefully said, the candles were lit, the passage was read and communion was preformed. Except, no, that's how it was supposed to go. Instead, right when Afton pulled out his bible to read todays scripture, his eye caught on a man in the back pew. He was wearing a dark suit and a red silk tie. On his head, was a black hat that had been tilted down so Afton couldn't see his face. An odd character with an off vibe about him, but the church of God welcomed everybody.

Afton closed his bible, looked up at his congregation and said "the word of god, for the people of god, thanks be to god." And the man in the back looked up as well, tilting his hat back with a spindly finger. The face beneath was nothing short of grotesque with a wide, curling grin and empty black sockets for eyes. His features seemed stretched and mangled. Aftons world spun and he clutched the sides of the pulpit, squeezing his eyes shut. When he opened them and looked to the thing in the back, it was gone and nobody else seemed to have noticed him.

"Uhm... go out into the world, give no one evil for evil, and trust in the word of god..." Afton rushed and people stood up to sing the last hymn as Afton rushed to the back, chest rising and falling with fast breaths. He clutched the rosary around his neck as he muttered prayed. He darted into his office and slammed the door, twisting the lock out of paranoia. He was panting as he flopped back into his chair, a weird stirring in his stomach. He felt jittery and sensitive. He shifted to sit up and his pants tightened around his dick which was hardening from the pleasure. The ache in his stomach was familiar. This sinful desire burning in him was a feeling he could never forget. An involuntary moan pressed passed his lips as he arched off his chair.

"That's a sound I missed." A voice rumbled through the room. A man materialized slowly in the corner, black cloth appearing from thin air, seeming to drag from shadows. The man that was sitting in the back of the sanctuary was now leaning against Afton's door, his hat pulled over his face again.

"G-get out!" Afton yelled. He tried to sound forceful, but his voice failed him and he shivered. The man tilted his head up, grinning that same horrifying smile. Afton yelped, and felt his pants grown even tighter. Flashbacks from the other night came back to him. The way his dick swelled three times it's size. He looked at the man and a few dick-driven thoughts raced through his mind before he moaned and slumped in the seat, submitting himself. Callahan drew closer, moving Afton's knees apart with his hands and kneeling between them.

"Hellooo, my dearest." Callahan purred, nuzzling his face against Afton's bulge. "Oh this could not have been any longer." He sighed, looking back up at Afton, his smile had become less grotesque and actually seemed to fit his face in a human way. His eyes had picked up an odd glow.

"Ohhh I cant... mmm..." Afton moaned, arching his back so far off the seat there was a little pop.

"How do you want to do this?" Callahan asked, grinning as he brushed the tip of his finger against his straining dick.

"Get my pants off!" He cried, grinding his thighs together, relishing the building pressure.

"You would want that, wouldn't you?" Callahan murmured, his voice growing so soft that it made Afton cramp with desire. His whispers made it hard to breathe. "I have some fun little oddities I'd like to play with, first." Afton bit his lip as he panted, looking at the ceiling. The pressure was so overwhelming, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cum.

Callahan sat back and pulled something from his pocket, it was the size and shape of a compact mirror, but it was thicker. Callahan looked up and his smile stretched his face. Pushing a little button on the side, Afton heard the buzz ring out. His face darkened with the scandalous idea. He groaned, looking down with skepticism at the object. Callahan pressed it again and it grew louder, one more time in it was possibly audible outside the door. It was shameful.