Sweetfurrygirl123: @Anonymous: You can Requests can be asked to this user to draw these drawings, I only publish them with their permission:
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Anonymous3: You wake up, in a pitch-black room bound to a chair. You struggle to move but can’t go anywhere. You feel a chill through out your body as your eyes adjust to the lack of light. You see in the shadows the one, the only, Phil Swift. He walks over to you and gently caresses your face with a calloused hand. He whispers into your ear, “I’ll show you the power of flex seal™”. you try to scream but nothing will come out. You clench your eyes tight and when you open them, he has disappeared. You feel a presence behind you and know it’s Phil. He leans close and softly whispers, “This is how mother cats care for their young”. You feel a saliva covered, powerful tongue slide up your head, caressing your hair. He was licking you. You try to pull away from the moist grip of his tongue while he softly speaks to you and says, “Don’t worry my child, it will all be over soon”. You hear the tell-tale pop of a can of flex paste™. He reaches from behind and carefully smears it on your chest. He is gentle but firm. You cry out for help, but it is no use. The strong seal made by flex tape™ lets no noise escape from your lips. He walks in front of you with a can of flex seal liquid™. Phil caresses your face as he pours the inky black tub upon your body. You gasp for breath as the black ichor threatens to cut off your air supply. He loudly proclaims, “now let’s see how you work underwater.” As he spin kicks you in to an icy pool below. As you sink to the bottom water filling your lungs you realize, not even flex tape™ can fix this damage.
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