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Toon Time
By Mister Double-U
Mickey Eritrea had always loved cartoons. Ever since
he was a young kid, he would spend every afternoon
and every Saturday in front of the television. Every
Sunday afternoon was spent at the movies. He never
cared about the main feature; he just went for the
cartoon. His life was cartoons. He knew every
character from every one ever made. He couldn't tell
you where Oklahoma was on a map, but he could tell
you what happened in the latest episode of Teenage
Mutant Ninja Turtles or the latest Popeye cartoon.
As he grew up and graduated from college, he decided
to take up art. He wanted to draw the same cartoons
that he loved to watch. His sketches were amateur, to
say the least, but he didn't care. His life now
became his cartoons. He would wake up in the morning
in his studio apartment and head over to the drawing
board. The characters would come to life. He named
them all and gave them individual personalities.
There was Lance Lockjaw, hero and all around swell
guy; The Evil Doctor Wheesmellem, his arch nemesis;
Lance's faithful assistant Tad; and Mickey's favorite
of all, the beautiful Melanie Delicious. It was a
typical adventure cartoon. Dr. Wheesmellem would
kidnap Melanie and Lance would rescue her in the nick
of time. Even if his artwork wasn't making him any
money, he loved it. He spent his every waking hour
working on these cartoons. Mickey made them into
comic books for himself and when he wasn't drawing
them, he was re-reading about their adventures.
It was 3:00 AM. Mickey couldn't sleep. He was too
into this latest episode. Mickey would act out all
the parts as he drew them.
"'Ah ha, Miss Delicious!' The Evil Dr. Wheesmellem
said, stroking his long mustache." He had a very bad
Peter Lorre accent. "'I have you now.'"
"'Oh no!' Melanie Delicious screamed. 'You'll never
get away with this.'" Mickey used this horrible
falsetto voice for her.
"'Oh yes, I will.' He replied, evilly. 'HA HA HA
HA!!'"
"Then all at once, Lance Lockjaw crashed through the
door." Mickey made crashing noises. "'Let her go, you
fiend!' he yelled." Lance was voiced in the typical
hero style.
"'HA HA HA HA' Dr. Wheesmellem replied. 'You'll never
save her in time. You see, Lance, I have her chained
to a large conveyor belt and poured chicken feed all
over her. She will then be pecked to death by the
chickens waiting on the other side. HA HA HA HA!'"
Mickey smiled. "Incredible." He said to no one.
"Wait a minute." A voice said.
"Huh?" Mickey replied, getting off the chair. "Who's
there?"
"It's me, Mickey." The voice said. It was the same
falsetto he used while acting out the parts in his
drawings. He looked down on the paper and saw the
drawing of Miss Melanie Delicious staring back at
him. "It's time we had a little chat." She said.
"Oh man." Mickey replied. "I must be dreaming?. or
hallucinating. Probably shouldn't have had that left
over taco for dinner."
"You're not hallucinating." She continued. She
struggled and removed the chains holding her down on
the conveyor belt. She stood up, her long red hair
falling to the middle of her back. "We need to have a
talk."
Mickey leaned in to the page. "Ok." He said slowly.
"What about?"
"About where my career is going." She said.
Wheesmellem and Lockjaw stood behind her, listening.
Mickey blinked his eyes.
"Huh?" Mickey said.
"My career, Mickey." She replied. "Every week I'm
captured by Wheesmellem and Lance here rescues me."
She yawned. "BORING!!" she continued. "I want more. I
want excitement. I want adventure. I want my own
cartoon. We'll call it?. Miss Delicious of the RCMP."
She smiled. "Pretty neat huh?"
Behind her Wheesmellem and Lockjaw shook their heads.
"I, uh, don't think so Melanie." Mickey said.
"Why?" she screamed. "You don't think women can be
strong characters? Look at Wonder Woman, Brenda Starr
or even Jessica Rabbit. All strong, powerful,
beautiful women."
"That's not it at all." Mickey replied. "That's just
not the way I'm drawing you."
She crossed her arms. "Oh really? Just because you
don't want to draw me as a strong woman, then I can't
be a strong woman? Is that it?"
Mickey sat down in the chair. "No no." he said. "I
just envisioned this comic like a Perils of Pauline
or Adventures of Dudley Do Right."
"AAARRGGHH!" she screamed. "MEN! TYPICAL! OOOOO!" She
walked around the drawing, furious, frailing her
arms. She then reached up and grabbed a hold of
Mickey's shirt.
"Hey!" he yelled. She yanked and he flew into the
cartoon. He was still himself but the characters he
created now surrounded him. Melanie was standing
there, face to face with him, still fuming.
"I think you ought to reconsider your position,
Mister." She said, poking him with her long
fingernail.
Mickey put his hands up and backed away. "I don't
know how you did this, but I have to get out of here.
This just isn't possible."
"Anything is possible." She replied. "Isn't that
right, doctor?" Wheesmellem nodded.
"This is just too weird." Mickey said, searching for
a way out.
She reached up again and grabbed the pencil sitting
on the desk. It was about as tall as she was. "Now,
are you going to give me what I want or am I going to
have to get rough?" She held the eraser end towards
Mickey.
He laughed. "Come on." He said. "I'm a real person,
not a cartoon. That won't work on me."
"Oh yeah?" she said, smiling evilly. She took the
eraser and rubbed it around his feet. They
disappeared in a pile of eraser dust. Mickey
screamed.
"Holy shit!" he yelled. He dropped about 6 inches.
"That's impossible!"
"I told you before, anything is possible in
cartoons." She lifted the eraser and rubbed out the
rest of his body. All that was left was the head.
Mickey screamed again.
"All right. All right." He cried. "I do anything you
want. Just please, draw me back." He started crying.
"Poor boy." She replied. "This comic needs a new
character, don't you think?" She used the pencil to
erase Mickey's facial features. All she was left with
was a head. She redrew the eyes first; they were big
and open, like those Japanimation cartoons that he
watched on TV. Next were a cute little button nose
and a mouth with full lips. She added some color to
his cheeks and drew long flowing hair.
"Oh no. Stop please." Mickey pleaded.
She smiled. Next she started on the body. A small
neck connected round shoulders and thin wispy arms
with long long fingernails. She drew the rest of the
body, classic hourglass shape with long thin legs and
tiny feet. She made sure not to draw Mickey taller
than she was. She drew a pair of high heels,
stockings and a garter belt and tiny panties.
"Ooo! Very pretty." She said, walking over to him.
She drew incredibly large breasts on Mickey's body.
He was unaccustomed to their weight on his chest and
promptly fell over.
Lance laughed. Melanie helped Mickey up.
"They'll take some getting used to." She said. Mickey
cupped his new breasts in his hands. They had to be
at least 44DD.
"Aren't these a bit much?" he said.
"I don't think so." She said. "Besides, you like them
that way, right?" She pointed to her 40D boobs. She
drew a tiny little bra over them, just enough to
cover the tips.
"There." She said, stepping back. "Let's take a
look." She walked around him and pulled his panties
down. "Hmm. Need to make a few minor adjustments."
She knelt down and drew a small vagina. She placed a
few stands of pubic hair over it, and then turned him
around. She bent him over, and then drew a line to
separate the butt cheeks then created a small hole.
She took one of her fingers and moved it around
there.
"Oh!" Mickey said, surprised. Melanie pulled the
panties back up.
"Much better." She said. Melanie reached back up out
of the cartoon and found Mickey's coloring pencils.
She proceeded to color him in. She gave him deep red
lips and dark blue eye shadow. She made his hair
platinum blond. The bra, panties and stockings were
black and very sheer. His fingernails were deep red.
She then colored in the rest of him adding a small
black robe.
"Wonderful." She said. She picked up the pencil and
erased her little frilly dress. "I always hated this
thing. She was just in her bra and panties now. She
took the pencil and drew herself a pair of jeans and
a red T-shirt. She took off her heels and drew a pair
of sneakers. She reached up and grabbed the ledge of
the drawing table.
"How about a hand here, boys?" she yelled. Lance
shrugged his shoulders and gave her a boost. She
stepped off the table and sat in the chair,
immediately growing to normal person size. Melanie
was also three-dimensional and a real person instead
of a drawing.
Melanie looked down. "So this is what it looks like
from up here." She said smiling. She rolled the
pencil around her fingers. "My turn to have a little
fun." She replied. She took the pencil and erased the
sawmill that they were in, along with Lance and Dr.
Wheesmellem and replaced it all with a lavishly
furnished apartment. The view from the window was
spectacular.
"Our dear, sweet Miss?." Melanie stopped. "Never gave
you a name, honey. Honey, that's it." She said
proudly. "Honey Baer." She smiled. "As I was saying,
our dear, sweet Honey Baer was lounging away in her
lavish Metropolitan apartment that fine sunny
afternoon, unawares of what was about to be brought
upon her." Silence filled the room. "Ahem." She said.
"Come on, Honey. Say something."
"Like what?" Mickey replied.
"I don't know. How about 'Oh, it's such a beautiful
day. The kind of day where everything is going to be
just fine.'"
"No." Mickey replied.
"Ok." Melanie finished. "Suit yourself."
"A knock came on the door and Honey walked over to
open it." Mickey sighed and walked over and opened
the door. "It was Honey's boyfriend Sweet Daddy." She
picked up a pencil and drew a large man with
incredible muscles. He wore a purple sharkskin suit
and a large hat with leopard skin on the brim. He
carried a long silver cane. He strolled in and Mickey
backed away.
"Hello Honey, sugar." Melanie said, creating Sweet
Daddy's voice. She giggled. "You're looking might
pretty today." Sweet Daddy used the head of the cane
to open Mickey's robe. He blushed and pulled it
closed. "No need to be shy." He said, laughing. "We
have a lot of work to do today."
"What are you talking about?" Mickey asked. Sweet
Daddy slapped him.
"What are you talking about, SWEET DADDY?" He
corrected.
"I'm sorry, Sweet Daddy" Mickey said, holding his
cheek.
He smiled broadly. "That's better, Honey." He
whistled and she drew another large man who walked
into the room. He was taller than Sweet Daddy and had
to duck his head as he walked through the door.
"This is Sweet Daddy's friend, Superguy. You're gonna
make him feel real welcome, aren't you?"
"What do you mean?" Mickey asked. Sweet Daddy held up
his hand to slap him again. Mickey cringed. "What do
you mean, Sweet Daddy?" He smiled.
He turned to Superguy. "Show her what I mean." He
grunted and Melanie erased his pants and underwear.
She drew an enormous dick. It curved over and almost
hit the floor.
Mickey gasped. He turned to her. "You can't expect me
to do anything with THAT?"
"You can take it." Melanie said. "It's only a
cartoon." Mickey turned and tried to run out the
door. Sweet Daddy tripped him with the cane and
kicked him in the leg. Mickey screamed in pain. He
got up, noticing that the leg didn't hurt anymore,
and jumped out the window. Melanie sighed.
She quickly drew the side of the building passing
Mickey as he fell. She also drew a truck full of
springs sitting in front of the building. Mickey hit
them, bounced up and back into the window.
"It's a CARTOON, Mickey!" Melanie screamed. "Anything
can happen in cartoons." Superguy walked closer to
him.
She erased the living room and drew a bedroom. There
were candles everywhere with purple satin drapes on
the walls. There was a large bed, covered with a
cheetah skin rug with sheets and pillowcases that
matched the drapes. Mickey looked around and watched
as Superguy walked back in the room. He was now
completely naked, his muscles rippling as he walked
closer to Mickey.
"Wait a minute. Can't we talk about this?" He said.
"Talkin' time's over." Melanie said with Superguy's
voice. "Time for some lovin'!" She erased Mickey's
clothes. He was now completely naked, his large
breasts bouncing as he continued backing away.
Superguy reached Mickey and lifted him off the floor.
He leaned in and kissed him roughly. Mickey tried to
turn his head, but was trapped in the big man's
clutches.
"Superguy kissed Honey roughly, their tongues meeting
and finding every crevice of each other's mouth."
Melanie laughed. Mickey looked at her, annoyingly.
"Well, they did." She cleared her throat and
continued. "He moved her to the bed and dropped her
slowly and lovingly upon it. She prepared to take
him. To satisfy him as only Honey could."
"No, I'm not!" Mickey yelled.
"Oh yes you are." Melanie said. "Whether you like it
or not."
"Honey drooled at his very sight. She was completely
entranced by this Goliath of a man. She stared at his
mighty cock and found that she wanted him. She wanted
him more than anyone had ever wanted anyone before."
"Superguy knelt on the bed and slowly, but powerfully
grabbed Honey's legs. He lifted them in the air and
spread them apart, revealing her love mound."
Melanie looked down at the page. Mickey was sprawled
out on his back, with his legs being held in the air
by this huge man. Superguy's cock was erect and
Mickey was sure that it would tear him apart. "In one
quick motion, he was in her. She screamed. But these
were screams of pleasure, not of torture." Superguy
rocked in and out. Mickey was surprised to find that
he was able to take every inch of the big man.
"Ahhhhh!! Stop Stop, please!" Mickey screamed.
"He pumped furiously. Thrusting his hot cock deep
into Honey's body." Melanie said. Superguy fucked
Mickey harder and faster. His head banged
continuously against the headboard. Mickey didn't
care. He wanted this to end.
"Ah, baby." Superguy said. "You feel so fucking good.
Oh shit!"
"He wanted more and more." Melanie said. "He pulled
out and rolled her over. Her hot ass waiting for him
to enter her."
"Oh Shit!" Mickey yelled. "No fucking way!"
"He pulled her back on the bed and shoved his hot
cock into her waiting ass." Melanie said. He pumped
furiously in Mickey's ass. He screamed in pain as
Superguy continued.
"No! Stop!" Mickey yelled.
"All at once, he tensed up and she felt his hot cum
fill her tight little ass." Superguy tensed up and
shot his load into Mickey's ass. "He kept cumming and
cumming. He couldn't stop. She felt so good." Melanie
said smiling.
Mickey could feel his ass filling up. There was no
where for the cum to go. It came out of his ass and
formed a huge puddle on the mattress. Superguy sighed
and finally pulled out. He was limp. Mickey cried. He
rolled over on his back and felt more cum pour out of
his ass.
"Ooo, Baby!" Superguy said. "You were fantastic."
"He saw Honey laying there, crying." Melanie said.
"She looked so sad, but so beautiful. He wanted her
again." Mickey looked up in horror as Melanie grabbed
a pencil and erased Superguy's limp cock. She redrew
it erect, larger than before.
"Come on, Melanie! Enough already!" Mickey screamed.
"Superguy walked up to Honey, slowly, stroking his
hot cock." Melanie said. "Honey lovingly grabbed it
with both hands and stroked it." Mickey stood there.
"I don't think so." He said.
"Don't make me do this the hard way." Superguy said
growling. Mickey slowly lifted his hands and wrapped
them around Superguy's cock. He awkwardly ran his
hands up and down the length of his cock.
"She looked so beautiful kneeling there." Melanie
said. "He grabbed her head and forced his cock down
her throat."
"Huh?" Mickey said, before gagging on Superguy's
dick. He was able to move it all the way into his
mouth and down his throat. In real life, it probably
would have popped out in Mickey's ass.
"He bucked in and out. Her mouth hugging his
throbbing manhood." Melanie continued. "Faster and
faster he pumped. He couldn't take much more. She was
so hot."
Mickey knelt there, unable to move, as Superguy's
cock went in and out of his mouth. Again, he tensed
up and Mickey prepared for the worst.
"Superguy screamed and emptied his cock once again.
This time in Honey's waiting mouth. She swallowed
every last drop, careful not to spill any of it."
Melanie said, giggling.
Mickey could feel his stomach fill up with the cum,
then his throat and finally his mouth. Superguy
showed no signs of slowing down. It had no where to
go and spilled out of his mouth and on to his legs
and pussy.
"Finally satisfied, Superguy grabbed his clothes and
left the room." Melanie said. She drew a pile of
clothes on the floor, which he picked up and walked
out with. Mickey ran to the bathroom and grabbed a
large towel. He began wiping himself off.
"Ok, Melanie. You've had your fun. Now get me out of
here!" Mickey yelled.
She put down the pencil. "I don't think so." She
said. Mickey's face flushed. "I'm just getting
started." She took the eraser and wiped out the
entire bedroom. Mickey stood there, naked and alone.
"But not tonight. We'll save your next adventure for
another night." She erased Mickey's feet and worked
her way up to his legs and body.
"Hold it!" he yelled. "You can't do this. I'm not a
cartoon. I'm a real person!"
"Not anymore." She said, smiling. "Good night, Honey
Baer." She erased his head. She picked up the drawing
paper, crumpled it up and tossed it in the trash.
She looked out the window. The sun was starting to
come up.
"Let's see what this world is really like." She said,
walking out the door.
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