FNaF Oneshots

Freddy x Chubby reader: Time Goes Slow with Beauty

You got a job as a night guard at Freddy Fazbears pizza. You need the money and honestly, you needed to get away from the pantry. No no midnight snacks for you.

11:45 p.m.

You looked at the mirror one more time. It was hopeless. You felt like you were never going to lose weight. However, the employee's work attire did make you look decent. With a saddened look you glanced at the clock.

11:50 p.m.

Damn it.

You got out of the house and locked it then you got in the car and drove off to your job. You got there just in time. You quickly walked up to the stage and gave everyone a quick look.

"H-hi guys," you said. You sighed. This is stupid. They can't even hear you. You turned around and headed towards the office, giving a quick "Hi" to Foxy in his cove. You sat down on the chair. 12 A.M

Let Begin...

Time has passed and you are freaking out. The phone guy has a way with words. The fact that they will forcefully stuff you into a suit if they were to find you? You looked at the tablet, switching through each camera. Everyone was in their place. You sighed in relief.

"Holy shit this is intense." You whispered to yourself. You tapped on the camera towards the stage and Freddy was gone.

"What the hell?" You say as you're tapping through each camera trying to find out where he is. "Where the hell can he be?

"You could check the doors?" A voice of a man called out next to you. You turned to the right of you to see who it was. You jumped seeing that someone was there.

"Who the hell? What are you doing in here?" you shrieked.

"Um... I work here?" The man said. "Could not tell by my attire?"

"Yeah, but a Freddy-themed waiter outfit is usually reserved for, you know, the daytime? This is the night shift." You explained. The man walked inside.

"I know, but this is kind of a permanent look on me." He said. You were confused.

"What?" you questioned. Giving the man a confused facial expression.

"Out of all the animatronics, which one is gone?" he asked.

"Last time I checked, It was Freddy," you said, still confused. Which went to an 'Oh shit' look.

"You finally figured out sweetheart?" He taunted with a slight chuckle.

"Freddy? But how?!" You asked. Freddy just walked towards the desk, facing you he leans against the desk, placing his arms on the desk to keep balance.

"No idea," he smirked. "Mind if I stay here in the meantime?"

"Uh... sure, I guess," you say. You go back to the tablet and check on the cameras again.

"You won't be needing that while I'm here. The others won't hurt you." Freddy reassured.

"Oh... ah, okay." you faltered. Placing the tablet down, you couldn't help but look down at your lap.

The chair felt so small. It's like your thighs just overflow off the seat. You hate it when you sit down, your thighs look huge. You cringe internally. Lifting your heel off the ground, you watch your thighs begin to look skinnier. You placed your heel back down, watching your thighs flatten. You couldn't help but notice your stomach resting on your lap. You sighed loudly.

"(Y/n), are you ok?" Freddy asked. You look at his shoes and nodded.

"Are you sure?" He asked again. You didn't want to answer, you didn't like lying about it, but didn't like talking about it either.