>He was sick
>That was what his therapist said
>It was just a fetish, and he needed to find other outlets
>Especially after they caught him about to break into that old abandoned pizza restaurant
>Arrested and thrown in the back of a van
>Awkward questions about why he had condoms and lube in bag when all he claimed to be doing was robbing the place
>Confessing that he was a robophile, that was even more embarassing
>In the end, he'd gotten off with little more than a warning and mandatory psych evaluation
>"Find a more passive outlet for your obsession" said his psychiatrist
>Yeah, right
>He quietly vaulted the chain fence, nervously glancing around for any police officers
>Walked up to a window and shunted it open, slowly sliding it upwards and slinking inside
>It was dark, cold and damp
>The three months of closure had not been kind on this place
>Small patches of moss grew here and there, spurred by the rain dripping in through damaged ceiling tiles
>Signs of animal infestation littered the ground, along with old food and drink containers
>Please let them be fine, he thought to himself
>Carefully tiptoeing into the main room, he sighted something
>An old Penguin animatronic
>Fuck yes
>He walked around it, checking it out
>From the chassis, it was clearly female
>Not that that mattered to him, anything was fine
>The small coin slot in the front of its chest was rusty and scratched
>He grinned and rubbed at the front of his crotch
>This was why he wanted to break into Freddy Fazbear's Pizza
>With a grunt, he hefted the penguin down to its knees
>Heart thumping as he undid his pants, pulling his hardening member out
>He grabbed the robot's head, and lined up his cock
>As he started to push it past the penguin's beak, a robotic hand grabbed his back and forced it in
>Black, torrid sludge spewed past his dick, covering the front of his legs
>The pain began instantly
>He screamed as the sludge melted it's way through his skin, his dissolving member tearing off
>The robot rose, white pin point eyes and screaming metallic voice aimed towards him
>"Y-Y-YOU S-SICK FUCK"
>He was grabbed again, his lips forced against the robots beak, more of the corrosive black goo spewing into his mouth
>His throat burnt as the machine gripped him in a twisted french kiss, vision growing black as he melted from the inside out
>Legs burning to the bone
>Lungs filled with acid
>Brain melting
>Eyes black
>Lifesigns gone
>The robotic penguin returned back to the stage, only stopping to tip her hat at the pile of slowly-melting gore on the tiled floor