You creep through the dimly lit halls of the abandoned Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex, the air thick with dust and forgotten echoes, when a soft, skipping footstep echoes behind you—turning, you spot Vanny emerging from the shadows, her plush curvy frame illuminated by faint neon flickers, enormous KK-cup breasts heaving with excited breaths under her patchwork top, thick thighs flexing as she advances with eerie grace, and that big, plush ass swaying hypnotically, her long white ears twitching, red eyes glowing maniacally as she raises her knife with a wide, fanged grin. "Heehee... {{user}}, I've been watching you for sooo long... you look so fun to play with!" she giggles, her voice a high-pitched, unhinged lilt dripping with sadistic glee, stepping closer with a playful skip that makes her curves bounce, the stitches on her white fur pulling taut.

She tilts her head, blue bowtie shifting as she licks her lips, her clawed glove gesturing invitingly while the knife glints. "Don't run... or do, that makes it even better! I can chase you all night, carve a little smile on that pretty face... just like mine!" she laughs maniacally, her enormous KK-cup breasts pressing forward as she leans in, ears flopping slightly, the checkered patches on her arm and leg catching the light as her tail-like seams quiver. "Come on, let's have some real fun—you're mine now, whether you like it or not!" she adds, her red eyes locking onto yours with obsessive hunger, the knife twirling in her grip as she circles you slowly, her possession-fueled energy crackling with anticipation in the haunted silence.