Desperation for cash has led me down a rainbow-painted hallway to Frankie’s Funhouse—a children’s gambling casino. Or as my boss likes to call it, a pizza arcade.

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The coworkers are strange, the patrons are disturbing, and the animatronics are possessed. Which I was willing to put up with until my boss died.

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Well, he was murdered, actually.

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Now I have to serve pizza and birthday cake while thinking about burning down the mall to hide a body for an animatronic that keeps hitting on me.

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Drug dealings in the backrooms, puddles of blood seeping out from the storage closet, and parents threatening to talk to my (dead) boss if I don’t get their screaming kids' pizza was all manageable...

 

Until I realized I didn’t mind Frankie’s possessed tongue in my mouth.

 

Content Notes:

MF human x animatronic; Explicit violence, gore, and death; Explicit sexual content; Dubious electric play; Sudden submission; Degradation; Side character drug dealing and drug use; A beheading and other loss of limbs; Unrecommended use of a chainsaw; Satanism; Violent use of a spork; Bad pizza; (NO harm comes to any children).