Sammy Lawrence finds himself with an intense, inescapable lust. A lust for a tiny mischievous ink demon.
Sammy Lawrence, a psychopathic ink cultist, finally figures out that his worshipping of Bendy may not be platonic. Will he be able to get the ink demon to feel the same? most likely not but im thirsty so maybe fellas
Sammy's going home for the night but.......something awaits for him in the studio...... (this is another batim lemon fan fic hope u enjoy)