The little bell jingled with every tremble in his body. The plug that filled him was massive, more than he’d ever imagined the human body could take. And yet he knew it could get even larger. That thought sent a shudder through his already taxed body.
He’d beg and plead and offer them anything to prevent it. But he also knew he’d get the same results as before. They’d laugh at him and do as they pleased anyway. His captors always did what they wanted. He was just an object to them.
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Getting back into drawing this weekend. Experimenting with a slightly different line style and color style.
