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Here you were, set for your own DJ lessons in the Pizzaplex after winning a premium party pass. You were pretty skilled at some of the games and events around the place, so you were put up to a challenge to get this privilege.
The announcer welcomed you in as you entered the large room, met with a large tunnel in front of you. It wasn’t hard to tell this is where the DJ would be stationed. You had to admit you were quite nervous. He was absolutely gigantic and you’d only ever seen him from a distance. He could definitely hurt you, despite the promises of Fazbear ent, which you frankly didn’t believe. Soon the intercom had stopped talking, leaving you in front of the dashboard in silence. Your eyes met the red start button at the center. Well, what are you waiting for? This is top tier privilege after all.
You reached forward and pressed the button with some mustered up enthusiasm. The speakers were blared with airhorn sound effects before thumping filled the room. The large head of the DJ came into view as he crawled in. Suddenly you were hit with a sense of awe and…his size was honestly making your heart start to pound– wait what? His friendly demeanor toward you was definitely making you grin. Shit shit, robots really do tickle your fancy don’t they? Before you knew it, the music had started. You ripped your gaze from the giant to pay attention to the music and the visualizer.
It was only a few moments before he pointed to you, giving all his attention to your next actions. You were shaking a little with thrill but quickly remembered what was shown to you. You flipped the knobs and switches until it seemed right before confidently hitting the ready button. You suddenly started to second guess yourself as the DJ shuddered to a stop before leering in close to you. That intoxicating effect on you was only enhanced, fear yet thrill running through you. The thought of being crushed floated back again. The DJ’s eyes changed into check marks as he gave you a friendly nod. You were hit with a fill of relief, upping your confidence again.
You giggled and bounced a little, really feeling the beats being sent your way. This repeated a few times before the lessons ended with a bit of cheering and partying. You were about to turn and find your way to the exit until you heard more mechanical creaking, making you whip back. The DJ had lent an open palm for you. Did he want you to climb on? It was right at the floor in front of you. You decided to go for it, cautiously climbing onto his large hand, which closed around you. You wobbled a little and settled onto your knees in his hand to ground yourself, practically hugging onto his thumb.
He lifted you up to his head, eyes turning into spinning stars. You felt a jittery thrill running through your entire body, making a breathy giggle come out. You went in for a nuzzle against his round cheek. You were met with rumbles and creaks, almost like a purr. You giggled more, settling more into his palm. Your hormones were only firing up even harder, he was absolutely massive and could handle you like a little barbie doll. And that's what you loved about it.
Maybe you’d have to leave soon, but for now you were enjoying your alone time with this massive spider DJ.