Lets set the scene…We slow zoom in to find lil Donut lost in.. (OnlyFans)

Lets set the scene…We slow zoom in to find lil Donut lost in his own world drawing on his iPad.  The thunderous sound of balls slapping against hairy meaty thighs and the grunting of rough, masculine men moaning as they thrust away at each others holes, pumping one another as full of as much of their milk as their hefty hairy meaty balls can possibly produce, (we’ll use this as the soundtrack)…but we’re suddenly pulled back to reality as we hear an unusual yet familiar noise…small puppy grunts? Little whimpers and barks. We turn to see Donut hyper focused on their iPad producing  some incredibly intricate artwork they have no right having the experience or technical mastery to be able to create. Their eyes intently focused, not breaking their gaze to even blink as we watch them maneuver their stylus  across their canvas purposefully.

“Grrrr woof”,  Donut mumbles. 

Donut experiences many of these self-destructive, mind altering, inhibitions-to-the-wind substances in a uniquely unrelatable way. What we’re witnessing now is Donut exhibiting the onset of a particular substance that would normally cause others to “loopy and swirly”, instead causing Donut to develop an adorably mild form of tourette’s that to them is a normal part of the experience. 
*symptoms may include smol puppy grunts and barking.*

We watch as one of the men attempt to engage Donut…

“Hey so, you don’t play?” He asks.

“No, this stuff makes me kind of anti-sexual actually. I just want to draw and create.” Donut responds in a way you can tell they’ve given this response many times in the past. 

“Oh gotcha…can I eat your
Butt?” The man asks playfully and dismissively.

“Sure, where do you want it?” Donut responds emptily, sitting up preparing to serve his hole to the handsome daddy…

Part 2?