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Hey guys! A lot of you came out to vote for the next part. It seems that Montgomery will be going to Bonnie Bowl. Hopefully he wont run into some past mistakes while he's there. The story will be posted within a week as well as the vote for the final part so keep an eye out for that.

Again thank you for voting and participating in these weekly votes.

The Story the Vote came from.
FNAF SB: Montgomerys Tear-riffic Anniversary 2As Montgomery was making his way through the Mega Pizzaplex, passing by crowds of families, his mind continued to wander, thinking about how much he bullied Freddy and made him feel insurmountable humiliation. Out of all of the wedgies he’s heard about he remembered one time when Freddy entered the daycare for the first time. As every animatronic knew, you weren’t allowed in the daycare unless you wanted to earn yourself a brutally unkind punishment, especially during the night. All that Monty could think about was the pained embarrassed look on his face as Sundrop hung him from the jungle gym and played the bongos on his giant brown ass. Unfortunately for Monty, he was so focused on being a narcissist that he had forgotten his trusty belt after he had retrieved a pair of his day underwear for Freddy. Walking around without a belt was bad enough but Monty was so rough and violent that some of his pants were stretched at the waist allowing them to sag a bit and sag they did. In his ignorance, he didn’t catch that the waistband of his on-stage green skin tone thong peaked out the back giving him an incredibly noticeable whale tail. Emerging from his imagination, he noticed eyes upon eyes locked in on him, all whispering among themselves and even some snickering. This brought a wave of confusion and disconnect from what he thought were his fans and would soon make him realize they were his worst nightmare. Stopping for a moment Montgomery took note of the uncomforting stares and growled lowly. “Hey! What are ya looking at? I know I’m a real sight to see but if ya gotta say something. Then say it!” Monty showed his claws playing up the act that he was the most brutish of the band. That was when he felt something grab onto his faux gator skin pants with an abrupt and tight grip. Looking down, he saw a pair of hands but didn’t react fast enough as his pants were swiftly yanked down to his large ankles. Feeling the cool breeze of the air-conditioned building hit his bare legs made him quiver for a moment when that chill was replaced with a burning hot flush that coated his dark green face in a practically glowing pink hue. In stunned silence, the crowd of families and employees stared at Monty as the realization of what had occurred hit. He was just pantsed exposing his strong, sturdy green ass cheeks that basically swallowed a thin green thong that almost matched his scales. Worse yet, due to his… well-endowed state, his thong barely hid the fact he was quite aroused by something on his mind. The humiliation was too much, Monty’s mind ran a million miles a minute trying to come up with a way to escape this situation. He could run to his room but that was too far away now, everyone had already seen him, and running back into the crowd would only draw more attention. Perhaps he could get to the service tunnel and hide down there, no one goes there except employees, not to mention it was close by. Maybe, maybe, maybe… Before Montgomery could think of any more routes of escape a cacophony of laughter, gasps and snickers filled the complex hall of Rockstar Row. Seeing the tens of kids pointing and laughing, as well as hearing blatant and vulgar insults of decency being slung piercing him like a spear. The employees attempted to get to Montgomery but it was too late, they were all on damage control as Monty turned to see the would-be assailant. Seeing a pale, glasses-wearing nerdy kid, his growl turned to a ferocious snarl as he would lunge at the kid, but not before forgetting that his pants were around his ankles causing him to immediately face plant into the concrete floor with a heavy thud. Seemingly an earthquake of laughter followed his humiliating action seeing his face flat on the floor and his rear end sticking up in the most pathetic way. Hastily standing up, Montgomery wrenched his pants back up around his waist gripping them firmly so that they wouldn’t go anywhere. The laughter did not stop, it beat and battered Montgomery like a hail of bullets, he could feel his pride shattering, he had to get away, he had to escape. Making a run for it, he burst through the service tunnel doors and slammed them shut behind him. The muffled cries and howls as well as panicked employee explanations over the profane insults mothers and fathers slung his way made his chest heave more than it's ever done before. Montgomery placed a hand on his chest the incredibly deep and rapid breaths did not subside, “What was happening to him?” He thought, “What are these feelings? It's almost like I can’t breathe. I can’t stop thinking about that kid.” Placing his hands on his head, he began to shake and writhe in invisible pain, tears welled up in his eyes as he covered his ears, but the laughter still penetrated. Montgomery grits his teeth and charged down the stairway to the deep, dark tunnels of the underground facility. Eventually, Montgomery felts as if he had escaped the harassment and could relax but his mechanical heart beat hard, practically flying out of his chest, he couldn’t stop shaking, his eyes were soaked with tears, and his groin felts as if it were on fire, the humiliation made his entire body go into overload. All he wanted to do was curl up and forget what happened. Just then the blinding beam of a flashlight filled his vision as Vanessa, the security guard, walked up with a grumpy look on her face. “Montgomery! What the actual fuck are you doing down here!? The show was supposed to start five minutes ago! Get your ass up there.” Vanessa’s growl sent a chill down Monty's spine. Normally he would ignore Vanessa and brush her off like the small weak woman he saw her as. But today was different, he felt no desire to talk back, he was actually terrified of her feeling his tail slide between his legs as he quivered. “Didn’t you hear me, you dumb gator! Move! It!” Feeling the harsh word pound on him, made his heart ache as he obediently scuttled towards the stage elevator seeing the entire band there waiting. Freddy gave a somber, hopeful smile. Roxy glared in utter disdain for being so late to a show that he supposedly loved. Chika seemed to ignore Monty, not even looking at him as if he were not there, to begin with. “H-hey guys. I uhh. I ran into a little trouble an-” Roxy cut him off with a hard stomp of clashing metal. “Shut the fuck up gator! Don't you dare try to explain the shit you pulled! Fazebutt here said you’d never be late for a performance. So I don’t wanna hear a fucking thing from you, you loser!” Chika huffed in agreement as Freddy stood silently feeling a bit sorry for the harsh language that Roxy spat at him but giving off the impression he agreed as well. Monty felt a void grow between them as Roxy dared to call him a loser. He wasn’t a loser… was he? After the performance, Monty felt a little embarrassed as during his bass solo, he heard a few members of the audience murmur about his unfortunate public appearance in Rockstar Row earlier. He could hear insults throughout the ocean of attendees making him slip on a few notes but stay in line to keep the show going. When the platform had descended, he stepped off and decided he’d try to avoid onlookers by taking the service tunnel but before he could get away, Roxanne’s clawed hand reached for his throat and slammed him into the cold concrete wall. “A-ahh! What the fuck are you doing you bitch! What was that for?!” Montgomery snarled as he pushed himself a bit off the wall but not enough to escape. “I gave you a chance to fix whatever bullshit was going on with you but after you fucked up our show I wanna know what the hell is going on in that pea brain of yours!” Roxanne growled menacingly. Freddy stepped forward and nervously tried to calm the situation. “H-hey guys. We don’t have to fight. The show wasn’t that bad, we just need to practice more and we can-.” “Can it Fazbutt or I’ll show you how to practice smelling your own ass again!” Freddy stepped back and looked down fearfully, not liking it when any of the team fought, especially when Roxanne threatened him. “Now back to you fish-for-brains. What’s got you all distracted? Met another employee that caught your eye? Trying to upstage Freddy again when you’re not the star of the show? Or could it be that you just need to get a good ass kicking?” Monty felt his breath quicken as Roxanne, though not the strongest, was the fastest and could easily outmaneuver his clunky swipes. “L-look Roxy. It’s none of your business, just let me go and I’ll do better next time ok?” Roxanne didn’t relent, pinning the gator back against the wall as he again tried to leave. Roxanne snarled louder not wanting to hear another bullshit excuse as she turned to Freddy making him jump a bit. “Freddy…I know you know what happened, you hear everything from your friends in security… Talk!” Freddy looked around quivering as he bit his tongue not wanting to disclose the humiliating event that took place. “Freddy. If you say nothing I’m gonna make sure parts and services will have a good time putting you back together. Freddy took another step back bumping into Chika who seemed indifferent as she was already imagining what pizza to get. Freddy bit his lip and broke unable to keep his fear of punishment in check. “Monty was walking through Rockstar Row when a few kids were talking and I overheard one of them say that they saw something peeking out of Monty’s pants and decided to get a closer look, and by closer look I..I think they mean… pulling down his pants… which about two-hundred and sixty-three attendees witnessed him wearing his uhh…his er… ‘show-thong’. He then attempted to get the attendee who pulled down his pants but he fell over since his pants were around his legs and exposed himself further, basically mooning many of our attendees.” Freddy huffed and sighed finally getting this weight off his chest. Montgomery’s jaw dropped hearing that Freddy saw the entire exchange and even openly said that he was wearing a thong. Roxanne’s eyes trailed back to Montgomery as she glared. “So, since Freddy can’t lie… You were embarrassed because a couple of brats pulled down your pants… and saw that you’re wearing a thong…” Monty looked away not wanting to answer but knowing anything he’d say would just make the situation worse than what it already was. “You pathetic loser heh heh.” Suddenly being let go, Monty went to turn to face Roxanne but before he could spin around, he felt his pants get grabbed again and yanked down to his legs making him roar and cover his crotch and ass with his huge hands. Unfortunately, Monty wasn’t fast enough to stop Roxanne, Chica, and Freddy from getting a good look at this firm ass. “Wow. No kidding. You’re actually wearing a green thong.” Roxanne held back laughter before seeing an opportunity and grabbing his pants and yanking them back making him fly forward and smashing his face into the cold floor. Dazed a bit, a foot was pressed up against his head as Roxanne snickered happily. “Next time don’t be as big of a nerd as Freddy and this won’t happen.” Confused as to what she meant, Monty soon learned what her intentions were as he felt the thong viciously yanked up his ass, instantly splitting his cheeks and pulverizing his member. “AHHHHH! Roxanne! What the fuck! Let go!” Monty protested as he tried to push her foot off but every time he’d struggle the thong just went deeper and deeper into his ass. “You’re gonna rip them! Stop it, p-please!” Roxanne was relentless as she grabbed the thin string of cotton and stepped forward, yanking it over his head and snapping it under his star-shaped sunglasses before retracting a bit. “Heh! Fucking loser! I bet you liked that huh.” Roxanne put up her hand for a high five to Freddy who sheepishly complied. “Now if I see you take that out I’m gonna hang you from the scaffolding just like Freddy was. Now get the fuck out of my sight lizard.” Roxanne and Chica turned to walk away as they laughed with each other about Monty’s stupid underwear choice. Freddy was the last to leave and handed him his pants before scurrying back to the halls toward his room. Montgomery had never been so humiliated in his life, he’s never gotten a wedgie and now that he’s gotten it, he now knew how much it hurt Freddy. He tried to dig his claws under the fabric and pull them off his head but they were firmly stuck not to mention his fat fingers couldn’t get a solid grip. Even though the wedgie hurt like hell, that wasn’t important. He had to get back to his room and fast, unfortunately, he’d had to leave the service tunnels and go out in public, but he knew a secret way to get to his room undetected but he’d have to go through… the Fazcade with DJ Music Man as its guard. They aren’t exactly on good terms after smashing a few arcade machines. The only other way he could go and have a good chance of going unseen was the Bonnie bowling alley but he hasn’t been there in years. So many choices, so many places to be seen, he had to think hard but this wedgie wasn’t getting any looser, he had to act fast before they ripped. To Be continued in Part 3...

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Hey guys! A lot of you came out to vote for the next part. It seems that Montgomery will be going to Bonnie Bowl. Hopefully he wont run into some past mistakes while he's there. The story will be posted within a week as well as the vote for the final part so keep an eye out for that.

Again thank you for voting and participating in these weekly votes.

The Story the Vote came from.
FNAF SB: Montgomerys Tear-riffic Anniversary 2As Montgomery was making his way through the Mega Pizzaplex, passing by crowds of families, his mind continued to wander, thinking about how much he bullied Freddy and made him feel insurmountable humiliation. Out of all of the wedgies he’s heard about he remembered one time when Freddy entered the daycare for the first time. As every animatronic knew, you weren’t allowed in the daycare unless you wanted to earn yourself a brutally unkind punishment, especially during the night. All that Monty could think about was the pained embarrassed look on his face as Sundrop hung him from the jungle gym and played the bongos on his giant brown ass. Unfortunately for Monty, he was so focused on being a narcissist that he had forgotten his trusty belt after he had retrieved a pair of his day underwear for Freddy. Walking around without a belt was bad enough but Monty was so rough and violent that some of his pants were stretched at the waist allowing them to sag a bit and sag they did. In his ignorance, he didn’t catch that the waistband of his on-stage green skin tone thong peaked out the back giving him an incredibly noticeable whale tail. Emerging from his imagination, he noticed eyes upon eyes locked in on him, all whispering among themselves and even some snickering. This brought a wave of confusion and disconnect from what he thought were his fans and would soon make him realize they were his worst nightmare. Stopping for a moment Montgomery took note of the uncomforting stares and growled lowly. “Hey! What are ya looking at? I know I’m a real sight to see but if ya gotta say something. Then say it!” Monty showed his claws playing up the act that he was the most brutish of the band. That was when he felt something grab onto his faux gator skin pants with an abrupt and tight grip. Looking down, he saw a pair of hands but didn’t react fast enough as his pants were swiftly yanked down to his large ankles. Feeling the cool breeze of the air-conditioned building hit his bare legs made him quiver for a moment when that chill was replaced with a burning hot flush that coated his dark green face in a practically glowing pink hue. In stunned silence, the crowd of families and employees stared at Monty as the realization of what had occurred hit. He was just pantsed exposing his strong, sturdy green ass cheeks that basically swallowed a thin green thong that almost matched his scales. Worse yet, due to his… well-endowed state, his thong barely hid the fact he was quite aroused by something on his mind. The humiliation was too much, Monty’s mind ran a million miles a minute trying to come up with a way to escape this situation. He could run to his room but that was too far away now, everyone had already seen him, and running back into the crowd would only draw more attention. Perhaps he could get to the service tunnel and hide down there, no one goes there except employees, not to mention it was close by. Maybe, maybe, maybe… Before Montgomery could think of any more routes of escape a cacophony of laughter, gasps and snickers filled the complex hall of Rockstar Row. Seeing the tens of kids pointing and laughing, as well as hearing blatant and vulgar insults of decency being slung piercing him like a spear. The employees attempted to get to Montgomery but it was too late, they were all on damage control as Monty turned to see the would-be assailant. Seeing a pale, glasses-wearing nerdy kid, his growl turned to a ferocious snarl as he would lunge at the kid, but not before forgetting that his pants were around his ankles causing him to immediately face plant into the concrete floor with a heavy thud. Seemingly an earthquake of laughter followed his humiliating action seeing his face flat on the floor and his rear end sticking up in the most pathetic way. Hastily standing up, Montgomery wrenched his pants back up around his waist gripping them firmly so that they wouldn’t go anywhere. The laughter did not stop, it beat and battered Montgomery like a hail of bullets, he could feel his pride shattering, he had to get away, he had to escape. Making a run for it, he burst through the service tunnel doors and slammed them shut behind him. The muffled cries and howls as well as panicked employee explanations over the profane insults mothers and fathers slung his way made his chest heave more than it's ever done before. Montgomery placed a hand on his chest the incredibly deep and rapid breaths did not subside, “What was happening to him?” He thought, “What are these feelings? It's almost like I can’t breathe. I can’t stop thinking about that kid.” Placing his hands on his head, he began to shake and writhe in invisible pain, tears welled up in his eyes as he covered his ears, but the laughter still penetrated. Montgomery grits his teeth and charged down the stairway to the deep, dark tunnels of the underground facility. Eventually, Montgomery felts as if he had escaped the harassment and could relax but his mechanical heart beat hard, practically flying out of his chest, he couldn’t stop shaking, his eyes were soaked with tears, and his groin felts as if it were on fire, the humiliation made his entire body go into overload. All he wanted to do was curl up and forget what happened. Just then the blinding beam of a flashlight filled his vision as Vanessa, the security guard, walked up with a grumpy look on her face. “Montgomery! What the actual fuck are you doing down here!? The show was supposed to start five minutes ago! Get your ass up there.” Vanessa’s growl sent a chill down Monty's spine. Normally he would ignore Vanessa and brush her off like the small weak woman he saw her as. But today was different, he felt no desire to talk back, he was actually terrified of her feeling his tail slide between his legs as he quivered. “Didn’t you hear me, you dumb gator! Move! It!” Feeling the harsh word pound on him, made his heart ache as he obediently scuttled towards the stage elevator seeing the entire band there waiting. Freddy gave a somber, hopeful smile. Roxy glared in utter disdain for being so late to a show that he supposedly loved. Chika seemed to ignore Monty, not even looking at him as if he were not there, to begin with. “H-hey guys. I uhh. I ran into a little trouble an-” Roxy cut him off with a hard stomp of clashing metal. “Shut the fuck up gator! Don't you dare try to explain the shit you pulled! Fazebutt here said you’d never be late for a performance. So I don’t wanna hear a fucking thing from you, you loser!” Chika huffed in agreement as Freddy stood silently feeling a bit sorry for the harsh language that Roxy spat at him but giving off the impression he agreed as well. Monty felt a void grow between them as Roxy dared to call him a loser. He wasn’t a loser… was he? After the performance, Monty felt a little embarrassed as during his bass solo, he heard a few members of the audience murmur about his unfortunate public appearance in Rockstar Row earlier. He could hear insults throughout the ocean of attendees making him slip on a few notes but stay in line to keep the show going. When the platform had descended, he stepped off and decided he’d try to avoid onlookers by taking the service tunnel but before he could get away, Roxanne’s clawed hand reached for his throat and slammed him into the cold concrete wall. “A-ahh! What the fuck are you doing you bitch! What was that for?!” Montgomery snarled as he pushed himself a bit off the wall but not enough to escape. “I gave you a chance to fix whatever bullshit was going on with you but after you fucked up our show I wanna know what the hell is going on in that pea brain of yours!” Roxanne growled menacingly. Freddy stepped forward and nervously tried to calm the situation. “H-hey guys. We don’t have to fight. The show wasn’t that bad, we just need to practice more and we can-.” “Can it Fazbutt or I’ll show you how to practice smelling your own ass again!” Freddy stepped back and looked down fearfully, not liking it when any of the team fought, especially when Roxanne threatened him. “Now back to you fish-for-brains. What’s got you all distracted? Met another employee that caught your eye? Trying to upstage Freddy again when you’re not the star of the show? Or could it be that you just need to get a good ass kicking?” Monty felt his breath quicken as Roxanne, though not the strongest, was the fastest and could easily outmaneuver his clunky swipes. “L-look Roxy. It’s none of your business, just let me go and I’ll do better next time ok?” Roxanne didn’t relent, pinning the gator back against the wall as he again tried to leave. Roxanne snarled louder not wanting to hear another bullshit excuse as she turned to Freddy making him jump a bit. “Freddy…I know you know what happened, you hear everything from your friends in security… Talk!” Freddy looked around quivering as he bit his tongue not wanting to disclose the humiliating event that took place. “Freddy. If you say nothing I’m gonna make sure parts and services will have a good time putting you back together. Freddy took another step back bumping into Chika who seemed indifferent as she was already imagining what pizza to get. Freddy bit his lip and broke unable to keep his fear of punishment in check. “Monty was walking through Rockstar Row when a few kids were talking and I overheard one of them say that they saw something peeking out of Monty’s pants and decided to get a closer look, and by closer look I..I think they mean… pulling down his pants… which about two-hundred and sixty-three attendees witnessed him wearing his uhh…his er… ‘show-thong’. He then attempted to get the attendee who pulled down his pants but he fell over since his pants were around his legs and exposed himself further, basically mooning many of our attendees.” Freddy huffed and sighed finally getting this weight off his chest. Montgomery’s jaw dropped hearing that Freddy saw the entire exchange and even openly said that he was wearing a thong. Roxanne’s eyes trailed back to Montgomery as she glared. “So, since Freddy can’t lie… You were embarrassed because a couple of brats pulled down your pants… and saw that you’re wearing a thong…” Monty looked away not wanting to answer but knowing anything he’d say would just make the situation worse than what it already was. “You pathetic loser heh heh.” Suddenly being let go, Monty went to turn to face Roxanne but before he could spin around, he felt his pants get grabbed again and yanked down to his legs making him roar and cover his crotch and ass with his huge hands. Unfortunately, Monty wasn’t fast enough to stop Roxanne, Chica, and Freddy from getting a good look at this firm ass. “Wow. No kidding. You’re actually wearing a green thong.” Roxanne held back laughter before seeing an opportunity and grabbing his pants and yanking them back making him fly forward and smashing his face into the cold floor. Dazed a bit, a foot was pressed up against his head as Roxanne snickered happily. “Next time don’t be as big of a nerd as Freddy and this won’t happen.” Confused as to what she meant, Monty soon learned what her intentions were as he felt the thong viciously yanked up his ass, instantly splitting his cheeks and pulverizing his member. “AHHHHH! Roxanne! What the fuck! Let go!” Monty protested as he tried to push her foot off but every time he’d struggle the thong just went deeper and deeper into his ass. “You’re gonna rip them! Stop it, p-please!” Roxanne was relentless as she grabbed the thin string of cotton and stepped forward, yanking it over his head and snapping it under his star-shaped sunglasses before retracting a bit. “Heh! Fucking loser! I bet you liked that huh.” Roxanne put up her hand for a high five to Freddy who sheepishly complied. “Now if I see you take that out I’m gonna hang you from the scaffolding just like Freddy was. Now get the fuck out of my sight lizard.” Roxanne and Chica turned to walk away as they laughed with each other about Monty’s stupid underwear choice. Freddy was the last to leave and handed him his pants before scurrying back to the halls toward his room. Montgomery had never been so humiliated in his life, he’s never gotten a wedgie and now that he’s gotten it, he now knew how much it hurt Freddy. He tried to dig his claws under the fabric and pull them off his head but they were firmly stuck not to mention his fat fingers couldn’t get a solid grip. Even though the wedgie hurt like hell, that wasn’t important. He had to get back to his room and fast, unfortunately, he’d had to leave the service tunnels and go out in public, but he knew a secret way to get to his room undetected but he’d have to go through… the Fazcade with DJ Music Man as its guard. They aren’t exactly on good terms after smashing a few arcade machines. The only other way he could go and have a good chance of going unseen was the Bonnie bowling alley but he hasn’t been there in years. So many choices, so many places to be seen, he had to think hard but this wedgie wasn’t getting any looser, he had to act fast before they ripped. To Be continued in Part 3...