It was a deep, storming and festering night as Josh Hutchinson sat in the front seat of his car grasping and fingering at the newly neatly wrapped gift that sat dejectedly in his lap like a one queeftillion pound weight. He knew what he wanted and how he would get it, yet now that he was finally going to do it he felt himself get a tad bit like a sweaty betty.
Juosh Hutinson had always been a sweaty betty. Whether it was his friends being sort of negative nancy's or his past boyfriends being sucky Buckys, he would always erupt into something like a moistening man if ever confronted with tricky dicky situations.
So, as he gripped the present he tried not to splooge like the non-toxic soft guy he was. Ever since last next Saturday, he had been wiggling his toes and slithering out of his bed to rush to his bedroom window, his heart thundering against his chest. He made sure to kiss his mitts before boistering them to his chest and wishing on every last star hoping that his wish would come true.
And if it didn't, well... I guess you could kind of say that nice guys never win.
Job husherson tentatively popped a toe out of his shoes to test the jittering water of the puddle below his car, nodding in glee before pushing himself out of his car like a leap of faith.
"I'm finally finna do it!" Jooshua Hutcher thought to himself before quickly making the dash to the doors of the building before him, accidentally tripping on the way but picking himself up because he knew to persevere even when life became hard. Hashtag Wap!
He wrapped his little sausages around the door handles and swung them open, bracing as the warm air from inside hit him like steaming arm pit hairs. (He knew what it was like because one time on vacation he was sleeping in late but the eggs and bakey was ready so his brother woke him up by peeling back his shirt and smacking his arm flap up against Josh to wake him up)((It worked))(((Josh now takes medicine to make sure he doesn't get STDs)))
Javi hatcherson crept down the checkered hallways, guzzling down all his worries as he penetrated the main hall. Jozh knew there wouldnt be other animatronics because they were out having Bingo night like they always do. Those Jolly Wankers! Josh lightly chortled to himself at his own quite funny joke. He was a bit of a jokester, and even a prankster if he got a little feisty. (Which happened quite a lot.)
Suddenly, Josh jumped almost ten feet in the air as a rotund figure whipped out of the shadows and SLAMMMMMMED him against the walls of the building like a hungry caterpillar, snarling and showing his teeth. (Josh kind of thought that was a little flirty and felt a little tingle tongle in his carrot stick)
"What are you doing up in my crib fag bag?!" The figure groaned, its voice cracking a bit. It giggled a bit before saying sorry and continuing to look intimidating. Although little did the figure knew, Josh had kind of a fetish for hot dommy dude dads! Josh kept this to himself though. Can't let the haters know ur next move.
"It's me!" Josh belched, slowly tucking a loose strand of hair behind his ear. "Your future boyfriend..."
The stranger was clearly taken aback by this, and even though the building was as dark as a basketball person, Josh could clearly see the rosy blush coating the strangers fleshy cheeks. Joshua knew that coast was clear, so he might as well shoot his load!
Josh levitated off the floor and latched himself on to the figures face like a spider, making sure it got a whiff of his shirt. "Smell this?" Josh purred, a smirk caking his face. "It's boyfriend material, and I'm sure it would look especially exquisite on you..."
"Stop!" the figure growled, rushing over to a nearby light switch and turning the lights on (Josh kind of wished that was him.) "Why did you cum here anyways?" The person angrily fumed, stomping his foot line a horse. "I was just in the middle of a queefing sesh before you interrupted me!"
Josh thought back to the last time he had a queefing sesh and couldn't help but chuckling a bit to himself. Last time, he was so loud that he thought his grandma was trying to start up a lawn mower.
Jahsh Hutson shimmied off of the persons schnozzer, making sure that his booty meat clapped a couple of times so that his future alpha could hear it. Now that he could get a better look at the guy, he couldn't help but get flustered.
The person was broad and big, with big furry brown hair and bear ears with a bow tie. Josh had drabbled in the arts of furries, but never had he ever met such a realistic fellow fursuiter. Also, he could've sworn he recognized this guy.
oh my god! it was the freddy fart ear!
"You're... you're the fred flapbear right?" Josh whimpered, clenching his cheeks hoping he wouldn't squirt on accident. "Like... the one that I sometimes see in those midget porn magazines?" Oh gosh, now Josh certainly hoped he wouldn't mess this up.
"Yea, that's kinda me," Freddy farmbeat rolled his eyes and snorted like the nipple piggy he was. Josh growled seductively, holding up the present he had been saving just for this very man.
Frat fatbeam cocked an eyebrow before snatching up the present and ripping it open (Josh kind of hoped that he'd do that to his meat hole) and widening his eyes to what lied inside.
Freddy fazcheeks held up the whistle which had been awaiting his sweet grace ever since Josh had wrapped it up just for him. He looked at josh confusedly, wondering what it was for.
"I was just wondering..." Josh cooed, taking a step forward and placing a hand on Frez flatbears meaty man bomboboobs. "If you would blow on it, my whistle, I mean..."
Freddy blushed at this, nervously scratching at the back of his neck. Josh tried to ignore the avalanche of lice that fell out of the bears fur as soon as he did this, but knew that the bugs would make for a tasty snack later.
"Of... of course I'll blow on your whistle, baby cheeks..." Flabby fazbear groaned, raising the whistle to his lips and blowing just as passionately as Josh hoped he would on his gargling man meat.
Suddenly, a flash of light bursted throughout the building and Josh's clothes flew off his body in an instant and smacked Freddy across the face. Fred had no time to react as Josh began to passionately slam his sausage lips on the bears. They began to move in tandem, grinding as hard as they could before both their legs were as red as beets.
"AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH FUCK!" Flapping fardbear screeched as his jostling johnson suddenly sprang forward from his trousers, slapping Josh across the face. Josh groaned in ecstasy, grasping it firmly and taking a bite out of it like a popsicle.
Fam fledbear moaned as loudly as a foghorn, wanting to make sure that his mate would receive as much as he did. He pinched both of Joshua's pepperoni nipples, and suddenly twisting them as if they were the dials of a radio. Josh scwabbled like a bird and flapped his cheeks together as he reached his high, flinging his head back like a newborn baby bird and sighing in relief.
Both Jaze Hutchinyourson and Frebby flapbeam knew they craved more, even though their time was so limited. They groped at each others hands, smirking and giggling and kicking their feet. Suddenly, freddy paused.
"On a scale of one to America... how free are you tomorrow night?" Fredby cooed, tracing Josh's jawline. Josh flung himself on Freddy's chest like a wolf howling at the moon.
"As free as the tea that I'm about to dump in your harbor," he purred, "So get ready to pledge allegiance to my flag..."
And then they lived happily ever after. Turns out that freddy was gay, and Josh didn't like homosexuals, so they had to break up. Womp womp.
