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Anon E. Mus Private Eye	By : Magmos Category: -Misc Cartoons > Crossovers Views: 14208 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Case 5: The Intern

You know what’s one of the weirder things about living in Toon Town? You know, aside from such matters as being able to ignore the law of gravity if you never studied law, being able to talk to buildings, and the odd anvil falling from the sky? It stunts your aging. Yeah. I’m not gonna say it makes you flat out immortal, but…well…I’ve been in business since the late 50’s and now in 2020 I’ve just RECENTLY started getting a few grey hairs. No one quite knows why that is. It was thought that the food and drinks was causing something, but a few years of exporting quickly proved that wrong. I dunno, just something about being around Toons just keeps ya young.
You’d think that’d draw more people to live here, but the utter insanity of this place tends to make sure most humans here are just tourists. Heck, as far as I know, there’s only one other human living here, and he’s been living here since the place was founded.
So why am I bringing this up? Because every now and again I end up in a situation that actually makes me feel my age. Specifically this one time back in the 90’s…
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The hallway in front of Anon’s office was surprisingly quiet for a change. No crying spouses, no raging spouses, no explosions, not even the pitter patter of mouse feet. So it figures the silence would be disrupted by the ding of an elevator followed by it’s doors opening. What doesn’t figure is what would come out.
Anon stumbled out the door with a muffled moan, his feet sliding as though he were carrying a heavy load. Said load in question being one Jessica Rabbit, clad in her classic dress, her gloved arms and stocking clad legs wrapped around his torso while he gripped her plush ass through her non-sequined dress, man and Toon engaged in a passionate and tongue filled kiss.
The two moaned into the other’s mouth as Anon marched forward as best as he could, eventually slamming Jessica against his office door, causing the red bombshell to let out a little grunt.
Forcing himself to pull away for air, Anon broke the kiss with a trail of saliva connecting both pairs of lips. He looked Jessica in the eye as he panted trying to catch his breath.
“Holy SHIT Jess, are you sure Roger’s the rabbit? Normally you can wait till we’re inside!”
Jessica just gave Anon a sultry smile before moving her hands, one to the top of her dress and the other down to her hips. The gloved limbs made pulling motions, causing the top half of her dress to fall and reveal her mouth wateringly large breasts while the other pulled a long black string. If one were able to look under Jessica, they would see her panties were now dangling off of the leg still partially covered by her dress’ skirt, said garment apparently being held up by long sets of string.
“What can I say Anon?” She purred with a slow lick of her teeth. “Some days I just feel as bad as I’m drawn.”
The detective holding her up just let out a low growl as he hefted her up a bit higher, putting her heaving tits at his eye level before diving in and nuzzling the warm, squishy orbs, licking and kissing at every inch of tit flesh he could reach. Jessica let out a soft coo as she grabbed the sides of her melons and pushed them together, wrapping them around Anon’s head.
“Oh phuck yeff.” Anon mumbled from between Jessica’s mountains, one hand reaching down to undo his pants enough to free his member from its confines. His dick now free, he moved his hand back to Jessica’s ass and started lowering her down till her quivering pussy lips were pressing against the head of his member. Coincidentally, this also moved Jessica down enough that his actual head was now poking out from the top of her cleavage, still smoothing him but allowing him to breath if he leaned his head up.
With a low growl, the detective thrust his hips up, forcing his member into Jessica’s depths with one harsh motion, the force causing her to slam ass first into the door and her mountainous breasts to quake wildly as she let out a sharp gasp.
“Ohh yes Anon,” Jessica moaned out as her gloved hands dug into his shoulders, “take me hard you animal!”
Anon obliged the Red Bombshell in his arms, thrusting wildly into her warm and tight depths without any mercy, each fuck slamming her ass first against the door with enough force to rattle it in it’s frame. With every impact Jessica let out a loud shriek, her tits jiggling around Anon’s head, quaking like jello from the force.
“YES! HARDER ANON! MAKE ME TASTE IT WHEN YOU CUM!” Jessica shrieked, her visible eye rolling to the back of her head and her fluids all but pouring to the ground beneath her. Squishing noises from Anon practically churning her juices like butter echoed in the hall.
Unfortunately for the hormone driven duo, while Anon’s door was made of sturdy stuff, the hinges holding it up were very much not, the metal joints cracking and eventually shattering under Anon’s assault, sending the door and the duo tumbling into his office.
For their part, Anon and Jessica either didn’t notice what had happened or didn’t care, as Anon continued to thrust into Jessica.
“OH YES! OH YES ANON! I’M…I’M CUMMING!” Her legs tightening around the detective, her pussy lips and walls clamping down on his intruding member, and her arms wrapping around his head, keeping him buried in the endless valley of her impossibly soft cleavage, Jessica came hard as her snatch practically exploded, her body stiffening as she rode the high.
Anon, in what could only be described as a monstrous display of self control, managed to hold himself back from filling Jessica’s velvety depths with his seed. As soon as she finally came down from the rush, and her limbs fell limply to her sides, he rose up from her heaving mountains and pulled himself out from between her legs, his member still at full mast and throbbing angrily.
“What’s…what’s wrong Anon?” Jessica panted out as she looked up at the risen detective. “Why didn’t you cum in me?”
Anon just smirked before he reached down with both hands, firmly grasping the pink tipped melons on Jessica’s chest, the tit flesh pouring out from between his fingers and causing the sexy redhead to moan. “Well Jess, you said you wanted to taste it when I came.” His knees then bent, letting him straddle the Toon babe under him, his member falling right into the valley between her breasts. “I just wanted to make sure you could get as much as you needed.” With that he pressed her breasts together, burying his member in their warm softness and began thrusting his hips, her mountains jiggling with a loud drum beat every time his hips slapped against the bottom of them.
Jessica let out an excited coo as she leaned her head down and opened her mouth wide, letting her tongue hang out and lap at the head of Anon’s pistoning member every time it came close. Much to Jessica’s fortune though, Anon was on a hair trigger at this point, and between her attentions and the her breasts hugging his dick, it didn’t take him long to reach his limits.
With a loud groan, Anon thrust forward one last time before his member expanded slightly and fired a white creamy load right in Jessica’s face, a good portion of it landing in her mouth with a blissful moan from the buxom Toon, her legs kicking in excitement as more rounds of cum shot out of the tip of his member and plastered her face.
Eventually Anon petered out, his erection fading as his member went flaccid and his grip on Jessica’s melons lessening as he just mindlessly squeezed them. Jessica, her face almost completely plastered with jizz, her exposed eye the only part of her face not at least hit with Anon’s load.
With a sensual moan, Jessica swallowed the cum in her mouth before licking around her full, red lips and gulping down another wad before talking again.
“Oh Walt, I never get tired of your taste Anon. So thick and strong, it’s intoxicating!”
“It sure looks like it!” a voice neither party had noticed chimed in. With eyes wide from shock, both Detective and Secretary looked towards Anon’s desk. There, they saw a young Toon woman staring at them with a wide grin on her face.
“Heya!” she chirped with a wave. “Gotta say, that was a hell of a show!”
You’d think after all these years I’d learn to check my surroundings more when me and Jess are in the mood.
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After taking a moment to straighten themselves up, Jessica and Anon were now standing and sitting respectively behind his desk and looking at the currently unknown woman in their office.
Two things about her stood out first and foremost. First, this girl was short. Very short. Not close to the level of dwarfism, but her head would be lucky to reach the bottom of Jessica’s chest, which put her nearly a head shorter than Anon. Second, to call her stacked would be an understatement. While they fit her small stature, the young woman’s breasts looked to be more than a handful for Anon. Had she been drawn with a stature closer to Jessica’s and resized accordingly, there was no doubt she would’ve been larger than the aforementioned redhead by at least one and a half cup sizes.
Then there was the rest of her appearance. Her facial features would probably mark her of Hispanic inspiration, though with the large expressive eyes (Emerald green in her case) that most Toons had and a thick layer of lipstick on her lips, her reddish brown hair was long and undeniably bushy with the back of it being pulled into a ponytail that looked more like a lion’s mane and held up by what looked to be a very large smiley face pin while still leaving the front to spread over her head and go where it pleased, and her skin was a shade of tan and light brown.
Wrapping her all up was a sleeveless white t-shirt that honestly looked more like a bra and was barely restraining her before mentioned chest. Her ears were pierced with large golden hoop earrings attached to them. Her legs were covered in somewhat baggy blue jeans that stopped right at the bottom of her hips, exposing a white thong that clung to her more than noticeable hips tighter than a second skin right where they met her waist. Oddly enough though, what drew Anon’s attention most with her outfit were her shoes, which looked like standard tennis shoes but with dark orange puffs where the little plastic bit would be.
All in all, she was sexy, and her face told EVERYONE that she knew it. The only thing going against her was a rather flat ass, and even then it didn’t really detract from her overall package.
“So then,” Anon began with what little dignity he could manage, “How can we help you miss…” He stammered off hoping she could fill in the blank with her name.
“The name’s Panda, detective! Panda Delgado! And you can’t help me,” she then jerked her thumb towards her chest, causing her orbs to jiggle slightly, “because I’m here to help you!”
The silence in Anon’s office was deafening as Anon and Jessica both stared at the shorter woman with looks not dissimilar to a deer caught in headlights. Panda began to sweat a bit out of nervousness under the weight of the two gazes, though thankfully for her the silence was broken by both speaking at once.
“Who?”
Panda’s left eye twitched for a moment before she darted forward, slamming her hands on top of Anon’s desk.
“YA GOTTA BE KIDDIN ME! Panda Delgado!? Co star of the most talked about comic book right now?” She then reached into her top, in between her breasts specifically, and pulled out a comic book and lapped it on Anon’s desk. On the cover was Panda in a black cheerleader’s outfit and carrying a machine gun that looked to be bigger than she was, and beside her was a spectacularly large gentleman covered with a fair bit of blood, wielding a knife large enough to be classified more as a short sword and wearing what looked to be a gimp mask with another smiley face on it. Up at the top one could find the Image comic logo and the title of the book.
BODY BAGS
Anon picked up and leafed through the book a bit as Jessica looked over his shoulder with a piqued interest and her visible eyebrow raised.
“Huh.” Said detective muttered as he scanned the pages. “Guess comics were finally allowed to get their edge back recently. That’s good to…” Both Anon and Jessica’s eyes went wide at one page in particular, Jessica’s hair actually flipping aside to show her other eye. “Did…did that guy just stab a pregnant chick in the stomach?”
“Yep!” Panda exclaimed cheerfully. “Like that one review said, “Ugly and violent, this technically well drawn and written comic is moral garbage.”” She then scowled a little bit. “Don’t know where that jackass got off calling me a slut though. I didn’t spread my legs for anyone in that comic.”
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Somehow, I feel the need to go over a few things of note here.
First off, as I should’ve mentioned back in the Annie Fanny case, yes there ARE comic book Toons. The likes of Batman, Spider-Man, Wonder Woman and others have been around here a long time. Generally speaking, if Theater Toons like Bugs Bunny could be considered big named celebrities in the same vein as movie stars, and Hanna Barbera Toons like The Jetsons are basically TV Stars, then Comic Book Toons occupy a kind of middle ground. Basically, the Made For TV movies that are actually good.
How do they work? Same as any other Toon. Sets, stages, cameras, it’s just that rather than being filmed, comic Toons have pictures taken instead and then have their dialogue added later in speech bubbles. Funnily enough, most of them are actually solid enough regular actors, the one’s who got cartoons usually just get a quick paint job before hitting the film, they just prefer the “artistry” of comics as a medium. Fun fact, the guy who played Superman in the old radio shows? Same guy from the comics.
Secondly, despite how shocked I may have been at seeing that admittedly grisly page, I can safely say I wasn’t THAT shocked. See, I came from a time BEFORE the Comics Code Authority was a thing. I know most people look at the old comics as wacky superhero adventures with things like Batman wearing a different colored costume or Jimmy Olsen turning into Godzilla, but back in the day there was a LOT more variety to the stories being told in comic books. Specifically, horror books which could get downright gruesome.
Honestly, there was a lot I liked about the 90’s, but seeing comics get a bit of their balls back was easily in my top ten. Granted, seeing them put out what was basically a grindhouse film in comic form was a surprise, but eh. I’ve seen worse.
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“So,” Jessica began as Anon put the book in his desk for future reading, “you said you were here to help us. What exactly did you mean by that?”
The smug smile returned to Panda’s face as she proudly put her hands on her hips. “Why, I’m here to be your intern of course!”
Anon and Jessica were quiet again as they processed this information before Anon turned to Jessica. “Jess, if I was overworking you with the whole secretary thing you could’ve just told me. You didn’t need to grab an intern.”
Jessica giggled as Panda stammered out in no small amount of indignity. “NOT HER JACKASS!” The shorter girl shouted, “I’m here to be YOUR intern! I want to be a detective!”
Anon slowly blinked as he slowly but surely realized what he just heard. Finally, he just massaged his brow before responding. “Miss Delgado, there are two issues with that. Firstly, according to your comic you’re not a P.I. You’re a Bounty Hunter. That’s two entirely different skillsets.”
Panda pouted and crossed her arms under her prodigious chest, coincidentally causing them to lift a bit. “It’s not THAT different. Both jobs have ya chasing bad guys, it’s just Bounty Hunters can bring them in.”
“Two,” Anon continued either ignoring or just not wanting to add to that bit of debate, “I am not currently looking for an intern. Heck, why on Earth would you even WANT to intern for me? Isn’t your book doing well?”
The Hispanic Toon looked away from Anon and bit her lower lip in a bit of distress. “Yeah, about that…see, sometimes controversy doesn’t really drum up sales…and our main writer is a bit of a flake so…” turning back to see the questioning stares of the Detective/Secretary duo, the poorly built dam that was Panda’s self restraint broke. “OKAY! FINE! The damned book sunk! We got enough content for two collections and the dipshit writing the thing had a breakdown and ran off!” Her shoulders slumped as she looked utterly defeated at admitting that. “Look, I’m not hurting for money just yet, me and Mack had the good sense to save what we made, but I can’t rely on that forever. I TRIED Bounty Hunting, but you’d be amazed how few states still use em, and detective work is pretty much the only other thing I have anything resembling training in!”
She then leaned forward and grasped Anon’s hands, ensuring that if he looked up all he’d see would be teary eyes, but looking down would give him an eye full of Panda’s light brown cleavage. “Please Mr. Mus! I need this job! I promise, you won’t regret hiring me!”
Anon quickly found himself at a loss for words. With his two primary weaknesses before him, a desperate and crying woman in need of help and stonking great tits, his ability to speak was put on the backburner as his brain tried desperately to keep him focused on the conversation. Looking towards Jessica was no help as the taller Toon was focused on Panda’s face, as though she were studying it intently. Finally, enough of Anon’s neurons were able to fire enough for him to respond.
“Sure! Why not?! Always wanted an Intern! Can you start today!?”
I’ll note that at no point did I indicate that his response would be the intelligent thing to say.
With a wide smile all but splitting her face, Panda leapt back and began bouncing on her feet in joy, causing her chest to bounce wildly. “YES! I swear you won’t regret this Mr. Mus! Lemme just go get changed and we’ll get started working on whatever you need me to do!” With a cloud of dust, and the rapid pitter patter of her shoes, Panda darted off to Anon’s restroom, locking the door behind her.
Anon just stared at said door, the rest of his brain catching up to what he’d just said. With an annoyed groan his head all but fell into his palms, his fingers massaging his head as he came to terms with what just happened. Opting to risk peeking through his fingers, only to see Jessica leaning down in front of him, her breasts swinging like pendulums and with a mocking smirk on her face.
“She played you good Anon.” She whispered to the detective.
“I know.” Said P.I. groaned as he reburied himself in his hands. “God damnit I have problems. I got Cindi, you, Red, a whole mess of ladies from my little black book, but I’m still so easily manipulated like this.” He paused to let out a long sigh before continuing. “How do I keep falling for this?”
Jessica then pulled Anon’s hands away from his face before placing her own gloved hands on the sides of his head and making sure his eyes met her’s. “Anon, take it from me, you’re only human. We all make mistakes, and we can’t help what appeals to our better or worst natures. All we can do is try and work with them to keep us from doing something COMPLETELY stupid.” She gestured to the door. “Besides, I rather doubt your new hire was lying about any of that.”
“Really?” Anon whimpered out.
“Anon, I work with actors on a regular basis, and I’ve dealt with more than a few men who wanted a few something from me. Trust me when I say that I can tell when someone’s putting up an act.”
Before Anon could contemplate what Jessica had told him, Panda’s voice coming from the door drew the duo’s attention. “Are you two reeeady?” Suddenly the door burst open, revealing Panda now clad in what could only be described as a cheerleader outfit even most porn studios would call excessive. The main part of the outfit was black aside from a large red P with a white outline and was skin tight to the point it could’ve been painted on, and her skirt…to call it a skirt would be overly complementary. To call it a mini skirt would be overly complementary. No, that skirt, designed to look like a series of crystals pointed downward, could only be called a MICRO skirt. Her legs, thighs, and even a good portion of her butt were completely exposed, revealing that she’d swapped out her white thong for a black one.
“Cause here comes the total badass!” Panda cheered out with a wide and genuine smile as she spread out her arms, showing off as much of her outfit as she could.
While Anon just gaped, Jessica gave younger Toon a once over, trying to figure out if she should order a new addition to her wardrobe. Finally, and with a sultry smile, she leaned over and whispered into Anon’s ear.
“Plus, I don’t think a Toon like her can really DO subtle.”
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There’s a lot of things they don’t tell you when you become a cop or a P.I. They don’t tell you how dangerous the job is, but you kinda expect that going in. They don’t tell you how bad the pay (tends) to be, but one’s essentially a civil service job and the other is paid on commission. The main thing they never tell you, though? The one thing you’d LOVE to avoid, but the necessities of both jobs makes an absolute requirement?
“Aaaaghhhh!” Panda groaned as she leaned back in her seat, clearly in agony. “This is so duuuuullllll!”
“Try doing this for a week straight kid,” Anon responded, a pair of binoculars in his hands and looking through them into a busy sidewalk a good bit away. “Trust me, by day three you start going crazy just to entertain yourself.”
Stakeouts are the absolute PITS! Sitting and staring for countless hours for days on end, waiting for something that might never show! You know Police departments have to rotate officers doing this? It’s way too easy to just go completely bonkers waiting for something to happen!
The Intern and Detective pair were currently sitting inside a rather large two door car that an astute car aficionado would recognize as having once been a Ford Mercury Eight. However, it was clearly modified significantly from its once humble origins with a bit wider front end and being a bit longer as well as including a pair of exhaust pipes on both sides of its rear. What stood out most that was its paint job, starting off with a solid black over most of the body with the exception of the front which had a blue and white flame decal going down it towards the back.
That sexy little beast I like to call The Bogart. Easily the best car I ever owned. Still have it to this day I might add. Don’t really bring her out too much these days on account of her age and how hard it is to find new parts for her, but Cindi and me still like to take her out for a spin every now and then. That car had everything an aspiring Private Investigator could ever want in a car, particularly one living in Toon Town. She’s fast, turns on a dime, built tough, and has all sorts of little extras inside that I’ll be keeping to myself for now thank you.
How did I get her? Well, let’s just say that Bugs Bunny is an avid car collector, and when you help save both his, AND Toon Town’s reputations he tends to be VERY generous with his payments.
What? Why didn’t I use a Toon car? Because while all cars have their little quirks and personalities, Toon cars are the only ones who can give you lip. Basically, too much hassle.
Panda let out another annoyed sigh as she leaned forward, resting her head in her hands and her elblows on her legs as she gave a pouting glare outside the front window.
“This is so lame! I thought there’d be some shootouts by now. A fist fight with a hired goon! A chase! Y’know, like in the movies!”
Anon let off a light chuckle. “Oh, there’s PLENTY of that sort of thing here kid, it’s just those movies tend to cut out the boring parts, most of which is sitting around waiting for something to happen.”
With another annoyed grunt and a pout from Panda, the younger Toon flopped backward, the shaking of her chest not even drawing Anon’s attention for once. “What are we doing here anyway?” She asked, mostly out of desperation for something to take her mind off of things.
The roll of Anon’s eyes were covered by his binoculars, but Panda could swear she could feel them roll. “Like I said, there’s a peeping tom out and about town. The ladies of this neighborhood want me to get photos of him in the act so they can have him arrested. Not much to this, so I figured this would be good to cut your teeth on.”
Panda nodded and looked out the windows. “So, just who are we trying to find here? Anyone I’d know?”
“Inch High Private Eye.” Anon responded flatly.
A quiet moment passed before Panda had to ask the question that most of the readers are most likely asking right now. “Who?”
Y’know, you’d think I’d be more annoyed at the ignorance of youth on display here, but it’s not like Inch High was ever in the same league of The Flintstones or Yogi Bear.
“He’s a pain in the ass that is almost LITERALLY an inch high.” Anon responded with annoyance. “Little twerp has been peeping on women off and on for years now, but because he’s so small it’s been hard to get any good evidence to prove it’s him. So, a lot of Toon Town’s ladies have asked me to try and catch him in the act.”
“Hmm…” Panda nodded absent mindedly. “So, what do I need to look for?”
“Just a little guy with a green trench coat and fedora. You’ll know him when you see him.”
Some hours passed like this, the two sitting in the car and just people watching, waiting for the puny pervert to make himself known. With nothing to take Panda’s mind off of her boredom, the radio needing to remain silent to keep attention off of them, and with nothing to read to make sure she kept her focus outside, the mental pressure just grew and grew in Panda’s mind until eventually something had to give way.
“Mind if I suck your cock?”
Anon, who due to the laws of comedic timing had been sipping at a cup of coffee, spat out the hot drink onto his windshield in a sputtering and coughing mess.
*HACK! WHEEZ! HACK!* “WHAT!?”
The Hispanic Toon teen just shrugged before reaching over to Anon’s lap and groping at the crotch of his pants, causing the Dick and his dick to jump at the sudden forwardness. “C’mon,” she pleaded in a somewhat whiny tone,” I’m bored and that log in your pants looks like it’d be fun to play with. “
Anon quickly grabbed the offending and surprisingly small hand before shooting Panda a harsh glare. “Not while we’re on a job Panda! We need to stay focused here and EERK!”
While Anon was attempting to scold the young woman, her other hand had snuck it’s way to Anon’s thigh, specifically, the thigh his quickly expanding erection was resting against, and began rubbing against the still cloth covered shaft of flesh.
What quickly followed was a rather odd game of hand slapping as Anon tried to bat and push Panda’s hands away from his crotch. A game Anon quickly found himself losing and the Toon girl’s hands could bend and swerve in ways his own never could. Eventually, either out of resignation or frustration, he just gave up and let the younger girl do what she wanted. He quickly found himself with his belt and pants undone and pulled down, allowing his cock to spring free.
“Oh wow,” Panda whispered in awe, her eyes wide open as a wide smile formed on her face. “It’s even bigger up close!”
“Yeah yeah,” Anon muttered as now he had to not only focus on finding Inch High, but making sure no one saw what they were doing in the car. “Just hurry up and have your fun already will you? It’s kinda hard to focus on the job when my junk is hanging out!”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Panda chided the older man with a wag of her finger. “Now now Mr. Mus. I don’t know when I’ll ever get to play with something THIS big again.” Said wagging finger was then moved to the base of Anon’s member, the long, black polished nail just barely scraping the skin as she slowly trailed it upward to the small hole in the tip. “So I intend to take my time here and REALLY enjoy myself.”
Anon could only twitch and grumble as the young Toon leaned in and buried her nose in the area between his member and testicles before breathing deeply.
“Oh yeah…” she moaned in no small amount of bliss. “Is that smell that musk thing I’ve heard about?” She took another deep breath and shuddered, her juices slowly leaking out of her thong covered snatch. “I think I like it.” She then began kissing at every inch of skin she could reach, leaving a trail of dark red lipstick as she slowly trailed up Anon’s member until she reached the head. There, she gave one last, rather passionate kiss on the tip before pulling back.
“*MMMWAH!* Oh, I DO like it! It’s so big and hard, and just getting harder! And the taste is so… *MMPH!*
Unable to restrain herself, Panda dove her head back down, enveloping the head of his dick in her mouth before sucking on it like a piece of candy, a simile furthered by her tongue wrapping around the organ’s tip, causing her to moan in bliss as her sense of taste was flooded by Anon’s member.
Anon hissed out as the teen Toon sucked away at him, his hips jerking slightly from the sensation and no small degree of frustration from wanting to just grab the smaller girl by the head and force her down, but the need to keep the binoculars looking for their perp, quite literally, stayed his hands.
“Fuck,” he groaned, “will you get to it already?!”
A muffled chuckle interrupting the soft sucking was the only response he got as Panda just continued her ministrations, slurping away while spinning her tongue around the head of his dick. Slowly she began to move her head down, filling her mouth and eventually her throat with his member until she’d swallowed the entire shaft, burying her nose in his pubic hair.
Anon could only groan as keeping his focus on the outside world suddenly became a lot harder. The base and a solid third of his member was inside her dripping wet and warm mouth, being squeezed and caressed by her tongue doing it’s absolute best to wrap around every square inch it could. Meanwhile the rest of this shaft was currently nestled in her equally wet and warm throat, which was squeezing around every inch with every swallow, causing a shiver to go up the investigator’s spine with every gulp. Then, to Anon’s shock, she started doing something he wasn’t expecting.
She started humming.
Oh there wasn’t really a tune or a rhythm to it, but that wasn’t the point. The point was in the vibrations she was causing around his dick as she hummed. The binoculars in Anon’s hands fell as he leaned forward and gripped the steering wheel, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he let out a loud, near car shaking groan.
Panda’s dick filled smile turned absolutely smug at hearing that. With a chuckle added to her humming, which just caused Anon to shudder from the sensation, she slowly began moving up, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked and slurped every inch along the way, pausing every so often to give a particularly hard suck and leave a lipstick mark, until she once again reached the tip. She then reversed the motion only to repeat it, picking up more speed with each lap until her head was nearly a blur of slurping and slobber flying everywhere.
“FUCK, FUCK FUUUUCK!” Anon shouted as his hips jerked upwards, his dick growing slightly and giving Panda her only warning of what was coming next. Moving quickly, she dropped her head down to the base one last time, grabbed Anon’s legs, and braced herself for the flood as Anon’s member practically exploded, round after round of cum firing directly into the teenaged Toon’s stomach.
Eventually he tapered off, and Panda slowly rose back up, thick seed dripping out of the sides of her mouth until she finally popped his dick out again and showed Anon her wide open mouth, displaying his thick and dripping cum before closing her mouth and swallowing with an exaggerated gulp and showed Anon a now empty mouth. Seeing the P.I. leaning back in a post blow job stupor.
“Heh heh.” The smaller girl chuckled as she looked at Anon’s slightly glazed eyes. “Not bad for my first time tryin that, huh?”
To this day, I call bullshit on THAT claim.
Panting slightly, Anon could only look out the window as his thoughts attempted to reset themselves into something resembling functionality. Seeing speech wasn’t much of an option, he just raised a hand with a thumbs up to show his appreciation for the comic woman’s work.
That is until he noticed a small, almost unnoticeable green speck that had perched itself on a window across the street from them. A window that just so happened to have a voluptuous blonde Toon cat-woman (That is to say, a woman with feline characteristics, not the Batman Anti-Hero) with tan fur undressing on the inner side. Pulling up his binoculars in a blind panic, he looked through them and had his concerns confirmed.
“SONOFABITCH! THERE HE IS!”
Looking in the direction her mentor was looking, and evil grin spread on Panda’s face as she saw the inch high pervert. “Oh, I see him! Just wait right here teach! I’ll show you how it’s done!” She then reached under the passenger seat and pulled out what looked to be a light machine gun that was easily longer than she was tall. Before Anon could realize what was going on, the Hispanic Toon kicked open the passenger door and sprinted towards the puny pervert. “COME HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT! YOUR PEEPIN DAYS ARE DONE!”
Anon could only stare as his intern dashed off towards Inch High’s perch, his still frazzled mind trying to comprehend what he’d just seen. Finally his neurons reconnected, allowing his mind to figure out shit had just gone sideways.
“PANDA! PANDA WAIT! GET BACK HERE DAMNIT!”
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Inch High could only chuckle to himself as he looked into the window in front of him without a care, the woman inside slowly removing a dark pink and rather professional looking office lady outfit, revealing a white lace set of lingerie, with a bra that just barely covered her nipples and bikini cut panties with fancy lace all around it’s edges. Oh, he’d really lucked out on this endeavor. Not every day he got to see a lady with tastes THIS fine. Of course, given just WHO was on the other side of the glass, he wasn’t at all surprised that her undergarments tended towards expensive.
Now, it should be noted that Inch High was actually fairly normal as far as Toon men went. Sure, he had the parts to enjoy sex, but by and large he actually preferred Patty Cake. Looks and sexual appeal weren’t really much of an interest for him. So why was he peeping on Toon ladies? Boredom mostly. After his show ended, the diminutive P.I. was left without much to do with himself. Oh sure, he tried his hand at legit Private Investigator work, but his stature made trying to get a good picture something of an impossibility unless you’d be willing to take pictures of feet and ankles as proof of your spouse’s infidelity. Then one day, when he actually managed to find himself an ideal spot to get photos but had forgotten his camera of all things, he discovered a new thrill.
Peeping.
Now again, he would stress it’s not a sexual thrill he was feeling. He wasn’t getting off on this, but he did find it exciting in the same way one would a roller coaster. Restrained danger, knowing that he could get the tar beaten out of him if he was caught but knowing how tiny he was kept him safe. It was exciting, it was thrilling, it was the most fun he’d had since he was shooting his show!
Yep. Nothing could POSSIBLY ruin his fun.
“COME HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT! YOUR PEEPIN DAYS ARE DONE!”
Or so he thought as he turned behind him and saw a short young Toon woman dressed in a downright indecent cheerleader outfit charging towards him and carrying a very, VERY large gun.
With a loud eep he leapt off the windowsill and bolted, leaving behind a tiny cloud of dust as he ran as fast as he could, which funnily enough was far faster than anything with legs that short should’ve been capable of going. Unfortunately for him, his pursuer as able to keep up with him rather well, even managing to take aim and fire her gun at him as she ran.
*DAKKADAKKADAKKA!*
Though thankfully for him the laws of Toon Town physics ensured she couldn’t actually hit him.
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Anon just stared at the sight of his intern dashing off, firing a high caliber firearm wildly as she attempted to chase down an Inch High peeper. If one looked closely, you could ALMOST see his brain connecting what he was seeing to his sense of reality. Thankfully it didn’t take him long to come to terms with what happened, and with a growl of aggravation, he pulled the passenger door shut and hit the gas, his tires squealing as they spun and burned before the car roared off and followed his wayward intern.
Fortunately, it was a fairly easy affair to keep track of where Panda and the perp were going. UNFORTUNATLY, that was due to the sheer amount of havoc and damage the two had caused as they went. Bullet holes and empty casings in walls and the ground as far as the eye could see, shattered windows, tossed over trash cans that looked to have been trampled, and of course the odd Toon civilian pressed up against walls with bullet outlines around them. All in all, it was a complete mess.
“Damnit, damnit, DAMNIT!” Anon shouted as he drove, his eyes darting all over the road before him trying desperately to catch sight of the two idiots he was chasing. “I KNEW this was a bad idea, I fucking KNEW it! But did I listen to my gut?! NOOOO! I listened to my goddamned dick! Now here I am, chasing after a gun crazed 90’s Jail Bait, and a short pervert! How could…” His eyes widened as he saw the two Toons he was chasing.
“Oh shit…”
And exactly where they were going.
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In the center of Toon Town central there was a place that was very special to pretty much every Toon. Now, Toons don’t really tend to be that religious as a rule, that tends to come from knowing EXACTLY who your makers are and knowing they aren’t deities, but there are more than a few people who made Toons that warranted no small amount of respect from the beings made of ink. These people were enshrined as large marble statues here and is one of the few areas where Toons can be expected to actually restrain their wackiness.
Of course, that’s not to say Toons can’t be religious. Many a Toon has joined up with one faith or another, be it finding a deeper meaning beyond entertainment, enjoying a bit of stability in their life, or even just enjoying the messages. Indeed, many a church found more than a few Toons joining the pews. (Though the sight of a big animated devil on his knees and praying in communion never failed to raise some eyebrows.)
So why mention all this? Well because today a group of human young nuns, led by a truly ancient example of a Mother Superior, had come to Toon Town, and to these statues specifically, to better learn about Toon culture to better attempt to convert some new Toons into joining their congregation.
“As you can see,” the Mother Superior addressed her flock in that wizened and authoritative tone only experienced Nuns could pull off, “Toons place great reverence and respect upon their creators. Every day a new statue is erected in this area, venerating every new artist or voice actor or what have you who created a new Toon.”
“But mother superior,” spoke one of the younger Nuns, a pretty young thing with freckles and a figure just barely hid by her outfit, “isn’t this blasphemous? They seem to worship these men and women as Gods themselves.”
The Superior gave the younger woman a quick tut. “No Sister Abigale. I know it seems like it, but that’s mostly because Toons don’t do things by halves. After all, is it blasphemous to have monuments to fallen soldiers?” She then raised a finger as she went into full lecture mode. “This is why it’s important we study Toon culture like this. The differences between idolatry and honoring tend to be hard to discern with Toons, but if we’re going to reach them with The Word of God, we need to be able to discern the difference.”
Before the Mother Superior could continue her lecture, the sound of gunfire and ricocheting bullets echoed out, causing the women to start looking around in a panic trying to find and avoid whatever was happening. Suddenly, the tiny green form of Inch High dashed through the group, kicking up a dust storm as it went.
“PARDON ME LADIES! COMING THROUGH!”
Just as the speck dashed into an alleyway, Panda came barreling through, still firing wildly but somehow missing the nuns completely, chasing the green speck that was Inch High, still screaming the whole while.
“GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE MOTHERFUCKING COCK SUCKER! WHEN I CATCH YOU I’M GONNA SHOVE YOU ONTO MY GUN’S MUZZLE BY YOUR PISS HOLE AND USE YOU AS A FUCKING SILENCER!”
As the scantily clad cheerleader ran off, her mouth causing more than a few of the nuns to outright pass out, a screech of tires squeeled out as Anon skid to a stop across from the nuns. He quickly rolled down his window and stuck his head out, his eyes wide in panic.
“Which way did they go!?”
The nuns still standing pointed towards the alleyway, which Anon didn’t need long to estimate that his car wouldn’t have a chance of fitting through. With a light curse, he all but leaped out of his car and bolted after the duo. Unfortunately, in the madness that the last few minutes of the day had provided, Anon had forgotten to “re situate” his pants, ensuring that the nuns, now wide eyed and blushing, got quite the show.
The ladies were quiet for a moment before Sister Abigale spoke up.
“So, are they ALL that big?”
The mother superior could only massager her brow as she prepared for the headaches that were to come.
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Inch High was quickly running out of options in this chase. Oh sure, he was a lot faster than one would expect from those stubby legs of his, but when up against someone who can actually stride when they run he wasn’t exactly the road runner. Darting down the alley way was his last chance to get this crazy bitch off his ass as he knocked down cans and various debris to try and trip her up, but that was proving to be a fruitless endeavor as the busty cheerleader just leaped over everything with a surprising amount of grace, cursing up a storm all the while.
“YEAH, KEEP THROWING SHIT YOU LITTLE FUCKER! I’M JUST GONNA GET MORE CREATIVE ONCE I CATCH YOU!”
Unfortunately for the diminutive dick, he was so focused on evading the enraged Panda that he failed to notice the much larger dick attached to the larger detective, who quickly grabbed Inch High and brought him eye level.
Before you ask, the alleys of Toon Town are a weird ass mess of labyrinths that connect pretty much everywhere in Toon Town. It may not make sense, but there’s ALWAYS a shortcut to wherever you need to go as long as you know the ways.
Fun fact, the Toon Town Tourism Bureau hands out free mini maps for them. I ALWAYS keep a few copies on me.
Seeing that her mentor had things well in hand, Panda skid to a stop, though the combined momentum from her running and the weight of her LMG caused her to stumble to the ground and roll onto her ass before stopping at Anon’s feet. “Way to go teach! Now we can really let him…um…” Any good cheer she had was cut low by the blood chilling (or ink chilling as the case may be) glare Anon was giving her. “Did...did I do something wrong?”
Anon just closed his eyes before letting out a deep sigh as his glare softened slightly. “We’ll talk back at the office. His glare then returned as he stared at the in pipsqueak in hand, “As for you, while I’m not going to leave you to the ministrations of the kid here, I’d imagine there’s quite a few ladies in this town who are quite eager to meet the infamous peeper.”
To Anon’s great surprise, Inch High only smirked as he stared at his captor. “Oh, I don’t doubt that mister, but I’d imagine that someone who’s excited to meet YOU is gonna show up first.”
Anon’s eyebrows rose in confusion until a light breeze alerted him to just how exposed he currently was. Upon that realization, his brows rose higher as he realized that he’d just inadvertently flashed a group of nuns. Finally, his skin paled as his face froze into sheer, uncut horror as he realized what Inch High was getting at.
“No…no, she can’t…we’re nowhere near her apartment. She wouldn’t…”
The rapid pitter patter of feet sent a chill down Anon’s spine, causing him to release the P.I. who quickly made a break for it.
Panda on the other hand, was too confused to really make much of the situation. “Whad he mean boss? Who’s wantin ta see you?”
A shriek that echoed through the alley provided all the answer Anon could give. A shriek that would cause all human men in Toon Town no small amount of dread and panic.
“COME TO LENA!”
Anon, not even thinking, quickly reached down and grabbed hold of a nearby manhole cover before yanking it up and tossing it in one move. He then turned to Panda and threw her his car keys. “MEET ME BACK AT THE OFFICE!” He screamed at the intern before leaping into the now open sewer with a splash. As Panda just stared at this oddity, a VERY misshapen though clearly humanoid woman in a red dress ran up to the manhole Anon just entered, before leaping high into the air and performing a surprisingly graceful dive into the hole, with a much softer splash.
Finally having enough, Panda just walked back to the entrance of the Alley to pick up Anon’s wheels.
“Dios Mio, this shit is why I stick to L.A.” she muttered with a shake of her head.
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Hours later, back at Anon’s office, Panda found herself sitting alone in a chair in front of Anon’s desk while the sound of running water came from Anon’s bathroom. Eventually the water cut off and a few minutes later Anon, clad in dress pants, a towel draped on his shoulders, and nothing else, walked out of the restroom and sat behind his desk. For a few moments he just stared at the now slightly fidgety Panda before reaching into an open drawer and pulling out a large clear skull that had a clear liquid sloshing about in it. Without pausing, he pulled out a cork in the top of the skull and took sever deep gulps of the liquid before slamming it back on his desk with a loud hiss.
“Well,” he got out before a loud cough interrupted him, “I’ll give that Aykroyd guy some credit, he knows his vodka.”
Silence filled the room again as Anon got used to the sudden influx of Russian alcohol entering his system. Finally, Panda broke the tension with the most obvious question the world may ever know.
“I screwed up, didn’t I?”
Anon just stared at her for another moment before letting out a long sigh. “Screwed up? No Miss Delgado. You didn’t screw up. What you did goes BEYOND screwing up. What you did could only be described as completely fucking up on just about every conceivable level! Please Panda, for the love of my mental well being, what the hell were you thinking!?”
The teenaged Toon started fiddling her fingers nervously under the scrutiny Anon had her under. “Well…I figured that we should try and catch the guy since we knew he was doing it.”
Anon just stared at the Comic Toon for a long moment, his right eye twitching before he took another swig from the skull shaped bottle. After a loud gulp, he continued on.
“Panda, EVERYONE IN TOON TOWN knows about what Inch High gets up to! The problem is that he’s so damned tiny it’s hard to get evidence to actually PROVE it!” He then reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a small camera. “THAT’S what we were there for! We were supposed to take photos of him peeping on someone! Not shoot up half of the damn city chasing him down and traumatizing a group of nuns in the process!”
“Actually, I think you’re the one who traumatized the nuns boss.” Panda said with a nervous smile only to start shaking as Anon glared at her. “S-sorry boss.” She stammered out in terror. Granted, she wasn’t afraid he’d hurt her, but damned if he didn’t have a glare that mother superior would be proud of. “I swear I’ll do better next time!”
“Next time?” Anon growled out as he stared the usually cocksure babe down. “Next time? Panda, after today I’m pretty sure our little internship is over and done with.”
“What!?” Panda shrieked, jumping out of her chair and slamming her hands on Anon’s desk, leaning forward to look him in the eye with a glare that almost matched his own in fury. “Whddya mean done with!? All I did was make one mistake any Toon could’ve made!”
Looking back on it, and after more meetings with 90’s comic era Toons, I can safely say she had a point here. Damned if I was gonna give her that though.
Anon, having dealt with worse in Toon Town then aggravated jail bait, just returned the glare. “Part of an internship is listening to what your mentor is trying to teach you Panda. You instead opted to just run ahead and do what you wanted. There’s no telling how bad the fallout for this is going to be for me, so I am ending this partnership before you get me in the kind of hot water I can’t swim out of.”
Panda’s face maintained the glare for a few more moments before her will broke. Her eyes started tearing up as she bit her lower lip to keep it from quivering before she leaped onto the desk and grabbed hold of Anon’s head, pulling it into her still covered chest.
“PLEASE MR. MUS!” She wailed hysterically, “I wasn’t kidding when I said I needed this job! Do you have any idea how oversaturated comics are with busty, gun toting babes!? Being a P.I. is my only chance to stay here in Toon Town!”
As she was pleading her case, Anon was trying desperately to remove his face from Panda’s surprisingly hard bosom, his attempts somehow causing the two of them to topple off his desk and onto the floor, with Panda now pinning him to the ground. As the two squirmed around, Panda felt something long and hard in Anon’s pants rubbing against the lower part of one of her legs causing her eyes to widen as a smug grin formed on her face.
“Oh ho? Feels like there’s someone here who wants me to stay! Whaddya say? You let me stay, and I’ll let you have some fun with me?”
To say Anon looked unamused at that offer would be an understatement. “Miss Delgado, when we MET you saw me railing my secretary, a woman who’s proportions are a bit more…generous than your own. What exactly do you think you can offer here?”
Panda’s grin just widened as she leaned down next to Anon’s ear. “Because I’m gonna guess there’s a few things she either can’t or won’t do with you.” She whispered in a hot hiss. “I’m not nearly so inhibited.” She then kissed and bit at his ear, causing him to shudder a bit. “Anything you want to do, I’d do it. Anytime you’d want to do it, I’d drop everything to do it. Anywhere you want to do it, I’ll drop my panties right there and let you go to town on me. I’ll be your own personal sex toy for as long as you want me,” she paused to muster up every ounce of lust she was capable of producing for the next word, “Papi.”
Hearing that word with that much passion behind it drove another shudder through Anon, and caused his rapidly hardening member to twitch as a large drop of pre-cum stained his pants.
Oh, don’t look at me like that! You spend enough time in California as a cop, you’re bound to have a few things from the populace that tends to get you going! Mine just happened to be for being called…well…papi. Out of the various human women I’ve been with, Latina ladies have always been my preference and that word is a big part of the reason for reasons that continue to escape me. It’s not an incest thing I know that much, being called daddy just grosses me out unless it’s Cindi or Red singing it, but a spicy young lady saying that has never NOT made me go stiff.
Oh, don’t you DARE judge me on this! I’ve seen the shit on this website! I’ve got NOTHING to be ashamed of in this regard compared to some of you weirdos!
Anon’s hands slowly slid up Panda’s sides, starting with her smooth legs, trailing up her hips and the sides of her stomach, all the while the Toon Teen let out happy little giggles until his hands reached her large tits. He then grabbed hold of the clothed mounds as hard has he could, drawing a hiss out of the Latina Toon, and a growl of aggravation from Anon from how hard her tits were. It was like grabbing hold of cloth covered rocks almost.
“Fucking hell brat, do you have literal boulders in this shirt or what?”
Panda just gave a sultry smile before grabbing the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and off her, revealing her tight brown breasts topped with dark brown nipples with the action itself causing a light bounce. Anon started groping at the fleshy mounds again, and was quite surprised to find that, while far firmer than most of the women he’d been with, were much softer than they’d been in the shirt. With a light chuckle, Panda let her shirt fall to side where it hit the ground with a loud thunk.
“Kevlar cheerleader shirt.” She explained, bending back a bit and letting Anon have an easier time grasping at her chest. “Kinda pointless for a Toon, but it made sense in the comic.
Anon said nothing and just indulged himself in playing with the good miss Delgado’s breasts. While a bit smaller than he was used to between Jessica and Cindi, they were still more than a handful for him, the inked flesh spilling out between his fingers. That said though, his ministrations were still quite rough, causing Panda to squirm as he squeezed and pawed at her chest.
“All right, fine.” He spoke in an even tone. His eyes looked up from the tits he was squeezing to look Panda in her green eyes. “You can stay, but there are two rules. First, from here on out, you LISTEN to me when we’re on the field. No more running off half cocked like that.” Seeing her nod he continued, “Secondly, this little arrangement? This is all about what I want. If you happen to get off so much the better, but that’s not going to be my concern. Got it?”
Panda gave Anon a quick salute. “Yessir! Got it nice and clear!” She then dropped the salute and stared at Anon with an excited look on her face. “So what first!? Another blowjob? Using my feet? Or are you just gonna skip all that petting and just fuck meEEEE!”
Panda started squealing as Anon stood up, hauling her up with him and causing her to wrap her arms around him. With the animated teen now clinging to his front, the detective strode over to his desk and plopped her down on it before spinning Panda around and forcing her down onto his desk, her tits being mashed flat, the sides visible from her back more than they had been before.
“OOF!” The inked Latina groaned as the air was pushed out of her. “Okay, not what I was expecting. What’s the plan boss?”
“The plan,” Anon began in an even tone as his free hand removed his belt, “is that you still need to be punished for your fuck up, and since I’m not firing you I’m gonna have to take…other measures.”
“Ooooh!” Panda cooed excitedly as she shook her mini-mini-skirt clad ass at Anon. “Neat! Well, don’t hold back boss, lemme have it!”
Fun fact, corporal punishment doesn’t work on Toons.
With a loud sigh of annoyance at how eager Panda was for her “punishment”, Anon just grabbed hold of her skirt with the hand holding his belt and flipped it up and around her hips. As he stared at the Toon teen’s thong covered (for lack of a better word) ass, he noticed something rather surprising.
Panda had no ass to speak of.
Not to say that there was just a void there mind you, but Panda’s ass was pretty darn flat for the most part beyond a slight curve. It wasn’t really a turn off for Anon, but between Jessica’s plush ass, Cindi’s firm dancer booty, and Betty Rubble’s jiggling pillows, and combined with how everything else about Panda had been drawn for sex appeal it made for an odd sight for the oversexed P.I..
With a shrug at the situation, Anon rose the belt in his right hand up high before bringing it down hard on Panda’s right asscheeks with a loud *CRACK*, causing what little ass she had to quake lightly before settling down quickly.
“OOOH!” Panda squealed at the stinging sensation. “Oh Papi! You’ve got a good arm, don’t you?”
Anon just let out a groan as he felt his member throb at that word. Silently, his arm raised again and brought the belt down, this time on her left cheek, causing Panda to let out another excited squeal. Things continued like this for a good while, Anon belting Panda’s ass and the young Toon’s shouts of excitement filling their ears. Eventually though, Anon stopped to stare at his handiwork.
Panda, still pinned to the desk by Anon’s left hand, was a mess. Her face was blank as she just babbled, her tongue hanging out as she drooled. Her ass was now bright red, with the mark of Anon’s belt covering every inch of it with her pussy practically flooding like a waterfall, leaving a large puddle of her sticky juices on the floor between her legs.
“Oooh Papiii…” Panda moaned out, “I thought this was gonna be punishment.”
“Give me a minute.” Anon spoke after letting his belt drop to the ground. His now free hand then grabbed hold of Panda’s thong and yanked the small bit of cloth up, causing the Toon girl to let out a high pitched “eep!” from both the wedgie and the feeling of her feet lifting off the ground slightly. Anon’s intent soon become clear as the tiny cloth began to tear, eventually splitting in two and letting Panda fall back to the desk, her once barely covered ass now completely bare aside from the skirt still bunched around her waist. Anon then grabbed hold of Panda’s waist with his free hand and carefully aimed at her flooded snatch with the head of his dick. With one thrust, strong enough to actually shove more of the Latina Toon’s body onto his desk, he forced the entirety of his member into her soaking wet and tight velvety depths, his hips meeting her ass with a slap almost as loud as the spankings earlier.
“OOOOH FUCK!” Panda screamed out, her eyes rolling backward from sheer bliss. “I’M SO FULL! Oh Papi, you’re SOOO fucking BIG!” Anon just smirked as he did the absolute last thing Panda would’ve expected him to do at this point. Absolutely nothing. No fucking, no grinding, he wasn’t even groping her! “Um, Papi, not that I’m not enjoying having you in me, I was kinda expectin a bit more here.”
“Oh, you’re gonna get more Panda.” Anon reassured her as his hips began pulling back till, much to Panda’s surprise, his cock left her entirely. “I just had a better idea of where to put this, and needed a little something extra to do it.” He then aimed a little higher and started pressing forward.
Panda’s eyes went wide as she realized just where Anon was pressing against. “W-w-wait boss! You don’t need to go that far, do you!? I mean, the spanking hurt! Really! Oooh! My ass stings so badly!”
Anon just chuckled a bit as he pressed his hips forward, causing Panda to clench her eyes as she desperately tried to relax her muscles. With a small grunt, Anon pushed forward, the slicked up head of his dick entering Panda’s asshole.
“Oh SHIT!” Panda grunted as she grit her teeth and clenched her hands hard enough to leave scratches on Anon’s desk. “FffffUCK! I’m pretty certain that’s not supposed to go there!”
Anon just kept the smaller girl pinned as, having finally learned from his last few attempts at this sort of thing, he slowly inched his way into her sphincter, the Latina Toon letting out little whines and whimpers as he slowly filled her ass. Finally, he fully entered her, his hips resting against her firm ass.
“Good lord,” Anon groaned out as her ground against the teen. “you little Toons are always so damned tight! Might as well try and fuck an anthill!”
“Believe me Papi,” Panda moaned through clenched teeth, “it’s no picnic on my end either.”
A loud groan came from Anon as Panda burst into a minor giggle fit from the pun that lasted until the annoyed Dick gave her ass a sharp slap, causing the smaller Toon to gasp. Without another word, he slowly started pulling himself out until only the head was left in the vice tight depths, whereupon he began sliding back in, the human and Toon both moaning from the sensation of filling a tight hole and being filled.
As Panda’s ass’ grip began to loosen, Anon began thrusting faster and harder, her slight ass managing to clap a bit as Anon’s hips struck them over and over, though the sound of his testes slapping against her still dripping snatch were louder. The desk rocked back and forth as he went, both Anon and Panda grunting and moaning with every thrust.
“Oh fuck Papi!” Panda groaned, her legs quivering as more of her juices flooded down her thighs and to the floor. “I’m…I’m actually cumming from this! I’m…OOOOOH!” With that, her entire body started shaking wildly and her tight little ass clamped down on Anon’s intruding dick, causing the detective to groan out as he felt his member slightly expand and his balls tighten.
“Oh fuck Panda, you little sluuuTTT!”
With one final thrust, Anon came deep inside Panda, round after round of burning hot semen firing into her with barely any pause. As the last of his cum fired into her depths, Anon collapsed on top of his desk, only barely keeping himself from crashing Panda by releasing his grip on her and propping himself up on shaking arms. As he looked down, he could see the younger Toon had turned around, and was looking at him over her shoulder with a flirty pout on her face.
“That’s not all, is it Papi? I think I need to be punished more.”
She smirked as she felt Anon’s member harden slightly before he pulled himself out, allowing his jizz to pour out of her ass and to the floor.
Another reason I love Toon women. The more disgusting risks of anal sex are Not a concern unless you’re dealing with a specific subset of Toons.
Anon, after dropping his pants and stepping out of them, then strode over to his filing cabinet wall and pulled down his wall bed. As he got things situated there, Panda managed to get her hands on Anon’s camera and began looking over it.
“Lessee, timer. That’s a given. No flash, so good for indoors and windows. Ooh! Here we go! Automatic! And it works with the timer too!” She then turned to her boss with a grin. “Oh Paaapiiii!” She said in a sing song voice. Seeing Anon was now looking at her, she continued. “If I promise to pay for the development cost, think we can have some fun with the camera? I think you’d like a good souvenir of today!”
Anon thought for a moment before returning the Latina Toon’s smile. “Well, that could be fun. Why not?” He then slapped the side of his bed. “Now get your tight little ass over here, I’m not done with you yet!”
Panda just smiled and, after kicking off her sneakers and dropping her skirt to the ground, practically skipped over to the mattress, jumping into the middle of the bed back first, causing her breasts to jiggle and quake.
“So what are we gonna do on the bed Papi?” Panda asked with an innocent look on her face. Anon just growled and got on top of her, looking the Latina Toon right in the eye before burying his left hand into the wild mane of her ponytail and grabbing hold and pulling her head upward, allowing him to mash their lips together in a bruising kiss. “Mmmmm…” Panda moaned as she felt his tongue force it’s way past her lips and into her own mouth. She met it with her tongue, the two organs twisting and swirling around each other. One of her hands snaked around to the back of Anon’s head where it lifted her up closer, allowing her breasts to mash against Anon’s chest, drawing a moan out of the P.I.. Her other hand meanwhile, had busied itself with the camera, positioning it in such a way that she was certain it had the two of them and their liplock front and center before pressing the shoot button.
*SNAP!*
Anon broke off the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting the P.I. and teen, and turned to look at the camera. “Why don’t we give that thing something more interesting to look at?”
“I dunno Papi…” Panda said playfully, “I kinda had plans for that camera. How much film does it have?”
Anon smirked as he brought the camera to his face and pointed it down at Panda, who reacted by crossing her arms, pressing her melons together tightly, while sticking out her tongue and licking a small part of her upper lip.
*SNAP!*
“It’s Loonatic film Panda,” Anon continued as he lifted the Toon girl’s legs onto his shoulders, giving the camera a fantastic view of her clean shaven (Or just never had hair drawn down there to begin with) pussy. “It’s got as many shots as it needs.”
It’s a special Toon brand of film that works for most cameras. Not infinite, but always holds as many shots as you need. No, I have no idea how it works either.
Hearing that, Panda’s hands slithered down her body till they reached the lips of her dripping snatch before spreading them open, giving the camera a clear shot at her pussy as you could get.
*SNAP!*
Which Anon took full advantage of, leaving himself somewhat open for Panda to grab a hold of his now fully hardened member.
“C’mon Papi…” she cooed as she gently rubbed on the fleshy pole, “Use your cute and sexy little intern.”
Without another word, Anon took aim at the entrance, pressing the head of his member against her soaked pussy lips. He then started moving forward, slowly this time, enjoying the feeling of his dick being enveloped by a warm, velvet vice. Panda’s nether lips stretched wide as he slipped in, wide enough that had she been a human teenager this would be an incredibly painful experience, but for a Toon like Panda the feeling of being filled like this was nothing short of enjoyable.
“Oooh, that’s it Papi.” Panda cooed as one hand stroked the shaft of the dick entering her while her free one massaged her breasts, alternating between the right and left tit. “Fill up your little chica. You know she likes it.”
As Anon slowly filled up Panda’s snatch, he noticed something that he’d missed while she was bent over his desk. Her small size ensured that the Dick’s dick left a noticeable bulge in the Latina Toon teen’s lower region as he went, his dick managing to be seen even from inside Panda’s depths. As Anon finally hit the base, his hips meeting with Panda’s, she moved the hand that had been on Anon’s shaft to the budge in her stomach that stopped just under her belly button. She then began rubbing Anon’s member through her orangish brown inked skin. The sound of the camera going off made the Latina Toon smirk, finding no small amusement in Anon’s appreciation of the sight of her visibly stuffed.
“Mmmm.” Panda moaned. “You like that Papi? You like seeing your little chica’s belly swell up with your big, hard, dick?”
Anon’s member visibly throbbed inside Panda’s body at hearing that. “Well,” he growled out as a ground their hips together, “I’d be lying if I said seeing that wasn’t something of a turn on.” He then grabbed hold of one of Panda’s tits with his free hand and leaned forward, nearly folding the Toon girl in half before he began thrusting into her. He started slowly, most of his focus on watching the bulge in her belly shrink and expand as he went until the Toon girl under him got his attention.
“C’mon Papi, you said you were gonna use me.” Her arms wrapped around Anon’s neck, letting Panda bring herself close enough to Anon’s neck to give it a good lick. “So use me Papi…”
Anon paused for a brief moment before he let out a low growl before he began thrusting quickly into the small Toon girl, his hips slamming into her, causing the bed to rock and squeak with every motion as he all but pummeled Panda into the mattress they lay on. All the while he took photo after photo of the writhing girl, her free breast bouncing and flailing with every impact and face twisting in bliss as the girl screamed.
“OH YES!” Panda shrieked, her head flying back and her tounge dangling out, “MORE PAPI! MAKE MY PUSSY YOURS! MOLD IT TO YOUR BIG! FAT! COCK!”
Anon couldn’t manage to say anything, the lust from Panda’s constant usage of that word driving harder and harder into a kind of feral stupor. All he knew was that this girl was going to be HIS by the end of this! With a snarl, he dropped the camera on the mattress and his now free hand returned to the back of Panda’s head, grabbing it harshly and bringing her back in for a hard kiss, mashing their lips together with enough force to actually leave bruises on both of their lips.
The two screamed into each other’s mouths as their bodies stiffened, Panda’s pussy clamping down on Anon’s intruding member while said cock fired round after round of hot cum into her depths. With a pained groan, Anon let go of Panda, letting the Toon teen fall to the bed in a sweaty heap while Anon’s arms just barely kept him from collapsing onto her.
“Holy shit…”The detective gasped out as his own sweat dripped off of his body. “I haven’t come that hard since my first time with Cindy and Red…”
Panda gave a smug grin at hearing that. “Oh? Little ol’ me is as good a lay as two of Toon Town’s hotter skanks?” She then reached up to Anon’s face and began stroking it. “Well ain’t that just a good ego boost for a girl? You know just what to say to a lady… Papi.” Anon let out a pained groan as he felt his member twitch in Panda’s now stuffed snatch, causing the Toon lady’s smug grin to widen. “Oh ho? Got one more round in ya for your little chica, Papi?”
Anon actually let out a small whimper as he felt his dick twitch and start to harden inside Panda’s depths. “Please Panda, no more. I’m fairly certain my balls are gonna turn to dust at this rate.”
Hey. Even I have my limits. Four times in the span of a few hours, on top of the regular ball draining I get from Cindi and Jess (plus whoever else decides to show up looking for some fun, heaven knows I’ve gotten more than my fair share of visits from Annie Fannie and Betty Rubble) and even I can have trouble keeping up with it all.
The younger Toon just smiled and placed a hand on Anon’s chest before pushing him back with a surprisingly strong shove, sending the detective tumbling backwards, their mixed fluids flying everywhere as he fell onto his back, his half full mast standing at attention and dripping with cum and juices. Panda then grabbed the camera and stood up, their combined juices trailing down her thin, smooth thighs as she strode over and stood above Anon, looking down at him with a pleading pout.
“Pleeease Papi? You don’t even have to do anything. I’ll take over from here and make you feel good!” She then gave a sensual lick to her lips. “Mmmm. Just like a good little fucktoy like your little Chica should.”
Anon let out another groan as he felt his dick twitch and harden more. “Fine, one more go. Hop on and show me what you got little lady.”
With a cheerful smile, Panda slowly lowered herself onto Anon’s member, moaning happily as she felt him slowly returning to full mast inside her, the bulge in her lower abdomen returning as it grew. Much to Anon’s surprise though, when she reached the base of his cock, she stopped moving, instead opting to busy herself with Anon’s camera. After fiddling about with it, she then placed it above a convenient shelf just above the head of the bed where it then began making a ticking noise. She then jut out her chest and moved her arms behind her head, lifting up her ponytail and gave a sultry smile.
“Cheesecake!”
The camera the let out a loud snap and Panda’s arms dropped back down, pressing her massive tits together as she looked down at Anon.
“Figured you’d like some more good shots.” The camera let out another snap, which Panda used as a signal to start moving.
Panda began slowly rotating her hips, grinding against Anon’s as her pussy gently massaged every inch of his length, causing the detective to groan in pleasure as he rubbed her smooth legs. The sounds of their combined cum squished and sloshed as she rocked her hips.
Panda closed her eyes and moaned, just relishing in the feeling of being so stuffed. “Mmm. Wish I knew just what sex with a human felt like before. I wouldn’t have bothered with that intern shit and just let you fuck me for cash.” Her hips slowly began lifting and lowering, causing a slight quake in her breasts every time they dropped. “Course, I might just do that anyways.” She looked down at Anon with a toothy grin. “Whaddya say Papi? Why don’t we just cut the bullshit and you make me your personal live in slut?”
Anon said nothing at first, instead just opting to grab Panda’s dark brown nipples between his fingers and causing the Toon to let out a high pitched squeal from the feeling. “Let’s just focus on this right now, and we’ll talk about your future employment later.” He then dropped his hands to her hips and grabbed hold. “Now get back to it.”
Panda just giggled before returning to her previous actions, lifting and dropping her hips, though as she went she slowly picked up more and more speed, her chest shaking wildly as she went and ensuring Anon’s gaze was focused entirely on her bouncing melons. Seeing she had his attention, Panda bent backwards, putting her tits on better display for him. Feeling a surge of inspiration from the sight, Anon’s hips began bucking upward, meeting Panda’s hips halfway every time they fell and causing their hips to let out a wet slap with every strike.
“Ohh Papi! You’re so big and THICK! Give your little Chica some more of that hot cum! Give me ALL of it!”
Anon let out one final grunt before his hips jerked upward, firing a few more blasts of seed that managed to drip out of where they were joined before collapsing into a heavily breathing puddle. Panda shuddered heavily as she felt herself clamp down again, the feeling of hot cum mixing in her again managing to push her over the edge. She then grabbed the camera before settling down into Anon’s side and lifting up the camera and pointing it at the two of them.
“Say Cheesecake Papi!”
Anon just let out a tired groan as he tried to smile at the camera. With one final snap, Panda lowered the camera gently to the floor and snuggled into Anon’s left arm which he quickly wrapped around her.
“Say,boss,” Panda began, apparently dropping the Papi now that she was done fucking her employer, “do you mind if I develop the film for you? I know a guy who owns a dark room, so I can get it done for free.”
Anon just let out another groan and gave a thumbs up with his free hand before said hand just flopped uselessly to the side. Panda giggled at the sight before snuggling into Anon’s side and joining the exhausted Dick for a nap.”
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One Week Later
The inside of Anon’s office was more crowded than it had ever been. Toon Women of all types, shapes, and in the odd case species were standing around, a low murmur filling the air as they talked among themselves while Anon and Jessica sat and stood respectively at Anon’s desk.
I’d like to say this was the set up for a good orgy, but given some of the ladies in this group I can thankfully say that was NOT the case. These women were the ones who came to me with the Inch High Pervert case. You had the likes of Penelope Pitstop, Josie from the Pussycats, Betty AND Veronica from the Archie comics, Princess Kashmir from the Simpsons and, exhibit A that Inch High has absolutely NO standards for his habit, Didi Pickles and Betty Deville from Rugrats.
Look, don’t get me wrong, Klasky Csupo are a company that has done some AMAZING work. I’d be an absolute lunatic to say otherwise, but you have to be a bigger lunatic to look at most of the characters they’ve designed and go “Oh yeah, they’re a hot one”. I may be an unashamed pervert, but even I have my standards and limits.
The conversation came to a sudden halt as a loud thumping noise echoed out from Anon’s door. All attending just stared as a massive shadow blocked out the white glass on Anon’s door where his sign was painted on. With a loud crack the door was pushed down, revealing an enormous, pink hippo woman wearing yellow tinted glasses with red frames, a lime green shirt, and red floral printed pants.
“Sorry I’m late everyone!” The hippo spoke in a screechy, yet cheerful voice. “Had a heck of a time convincing the elevator to let me on!”
And may I present exhibit B that Inch High has no standards but a LOT of balls, Gladys, my hippo landlady and the person who hired me for this job. You may remember her from Rocko’s Modern Life. Fun fact, she’s pretty much EXACTLY how she was on the show. A very nice lady most of the time, but the moment you do anything untoward towards her you’re in for a world of hurt. Honestly, couldn’t ask for a better landlady though. She’s willing to ignore the noise from my office as long as no one else complains, and she’s always inviting Jess and me to dinner.
Yes, dinner. Just dinner. Nothing else, she’s a patty cake lady all the way, and thank GOD for that. Can’t even imagine the damage she’d cause me if she were at ALL interested in human men like that.
With several more loud thuds, the literal hippo of a woman found herself an empty chair which she quickly occupied, the poor piece of furniture audibly straining to hold the Toon’s weight. With the final member of the group assembled, Mrs. Deville took the lead.
“Well Mr. Mus,” she began in an authoritative voice, “we’re all here, and ya said you have a good stuff for the Inch High Perv case. So what is it?”
Anon just sat at his desk, covering his face by keeping his hands upright and folded in front of him on top of said desk. If one were able to see behind his hands though, they’d see his face frozen in a terrified frown. Jessica, dressed in her sexy secretary outfit consisting of a tight fitting red blazer, equally tight fitting and cleavage exposing lighter red blouse, red mini skirt, black stockings, and purple heels, seeing her boss was just this side of a nervous breakdown, spoke in his place.
“I’m afraid it’s going to be a few more minutes ladies. The evidence we gathered is still being developed, and we sent our new intern to go get it. She should be here soon.”
Another murmur went out among the gathered ladies as they settled into discussing among themselves.
Thank GOD for Jessica sometimes, I swear to god.
Okay, lemme catch you up on this. My adorable little intern told me that she’d managed to get ahold of some evidence I could use to, if not prove that Inch High was the peeping tom in Toon Town, at least get him nailed for SOMETHING, and asked me to gather up the clients. UNFORTUNATLY she failed to tell me ahead of time that she was going to be running late for the damned meeting, and I had no idea what it was that she had! So Me and Jess were left to try and play host for a bunch of irate Toon women and one hippo with a temper!
Thankfully for Anon’s continued existence, it wasn’t too much longer till Panda, dressed in a white and very cleavage exposing t-shirt, black booty shorts that exposed most of her legs and thighs, white sneakers with what looked like red pom-poms on the sides, and more than a few large golden hoop earrings piercing her ears.
“Sorry I’m late boss!” The Teen Toon said cheerfully as she strode in carrying a large yellow envelope. “Ran into someone who I think should really be here!”
Behind Panda strode a nearly invisible, but VERY familiar inch high green dot. Looking closer, one would be able to see Inch High Private Eye, looking as smug as it was to possibly be while walking into a room full of people who would be more than happy to feed him to piranha.
“Hey there ladies!” The dot of a dick said without a care. “How’s tricks?”
A minor scuffle occurred as both Betty’s in the room attempted to throttle the miniature asshole only to be held back by Didi and Veronica.
“You little roach!” Mrs. Devil roared out as she attempted to charge at the Inch High Dick. “You’ve got a lotta guts showing your face after the crap you’ve been pulling!”
If it were possible, Inch High’s face would’ve looked even smugger as he began his journey to climb onto the only free chair in the office. “What I’ve been pulling? Miss, I don’t know what you’re talking about, and I doubt you have anything to prove it.”
The Betties slowly calmed down as they realized he had a point. Slapstick may be perfectly legal in Toon Town, but Assault and Battery is still very much not, and the laws here are VERY strict on defining the two. Basically, without evidence that Inch High could at least BE the peeper, anything they’d do would result in the ladies going into the slammer for a good bit.
Much to Inch High’s surprise however, Betty Cooper’s face broke out in a smile whose smugness could match his own. “Well funny you should say that, Inch. Mr. Mus here managed to get some evidence against you!”
Inch High’s eyes widened as he and the assembled women all turned their gazes toward’s Anon, who was now mildly shaking in his desk. Panda, still smiling without a care, just handed the envelope to her boss. “Here ya go Mr. Mus! Should be all the evidence ya need!”
With shaking hands, Anon opened the yellow letter holder and reached in, pulling out a bunch of large pieces of paper. His eyes widened as he looked through them before turning to Panda who just pointed to something on one of the papers. A grin formed on Anon’s face as he turned to look at Inch High, causing the green clad Toon to shudder in fear.
Anon then reached into his desk and pulled out a clip with a stand before marching to the front of his desk and slapping the stand on his desk and placing the pictures in the clip.
“Ladies and perverted jackasses in the audience,” he began with aplomb, “may I present to you all the evidence you’d ever need to put that Inch High dickhead in the hotbox for a good long while! BEHOLD!”With that, Anon stepped away from his desk and revealed the first of the pictures.
That of Panda when she was riding him just last week. A rather good shot actually that caught her breasts in mid bounce.
The collective faces of the women fell as they looked at the photos, with the exception of Betty Cooper and Veronica who saw the bulge and looked at Anon with hungry gazes. Inch High on the other hand, just looked smug once more and leaned back in relaxed confidence.
“Well that’s a pretty picture Mus, but I don’t see how this could be proof against me here.”
Anon’s smirk just widened. “Oh, don’t worry Inch. I’ll be clearing that up very quickly.”
“Puh-LEASE do…” Gladys’s spoke in a tone promising a world of hurt for Anon if he didn’t get to an actual point quickly, her eyes glaring at the human over her sunglasses.
Anon just flipped the picture off the clip, revealing a similar picture though a bit more focused on the window behind Panda. “If you’ll all look closely, you’ll see a small dot near the bottom of my windowsill.”
Panic was starting to return to Inch High. “S-s-so what? Just means you need to clean up this dump more often!”
Anon just flipped another picture, and then another, each flip putting the speck into greater and greater focus until he hit the last photo and the dot was now in the center. Inch High started to relax until Anon reached up to the ceiling above his office, and pulled on a large piece of metal, pulling it down and revealing it to be a massive magnifying glass. He then pulled it in front of the picture, giving the speck more detail.
Before you ask, birthday gift from Jess and Roger. It’s useful, and I love the aesthetic.
Anon then reached to the side, where a number of smaller lenses were, and began pulling them down in front of the larger one, starting with the bigger lenses and moving to the smaller ones, each lens putting the picture into more and more focus until it was as clear as it could get.
That speck was the unmistakable form of Inch High, watching Anon and Panda fucking each other’s brains out.
The collective glares of Anon’s clients slowly turned towards Inch High, their combined glares almost causing the chair he was in to burst into flames. The diminutive P.I. could only quake and sweat as Gladys slowly stompped over to him. As she stood in front of the chair, she let out a mighty bellow and rose her arm to crush Inch High with a mighty punch.
“HOW DAAAARE YOUUUU!?”
With a panicked Eep, Inch high just barely managed to leap from the chair, leaving Gladys to crush the piece of furniture to so many splinters. He then made a mad dash towards the door, just barely managing to avoid the stomping feet of the rest of the women. Seeing he was about to make it out, Inch High then decided to add a bit of flare to his escape and leapt forward, turning around and flipping the bird with both of his hands as he flew backwards.
Sadly, had he kept his ego in check, he might have missed the soft, yet surprisingly springy surface that sent him flying back into the office and sliding on the remains of Anon’s door for a few inches.
As he turned around, Ice filled the entirety of Inch High’s being as he saw what had stopped him. “J-J-Joellyn! What are you doing here!?”
Standing before him was a short woman. Specifically, a VERY short woman, about six inches in height to be exact, redhead with long, flowing, red hair tied into a pony tail and dressed rather casually in a brown skirt that clung to her more than generous hips and showed off her long legs, a pair of large pink yet stylishly designed glasses adorning her face, ankle high, high heeled boots on her small feet, and a blue blouse with pictures of watermelon slices on it that hugged her considerable bust tightly. What stood out the most about her though was that, height aside, she looked EXACTLY like Jessica.
Landies and Gentlemen, may I introduce Jessica Rabbit’s twin sister, Joellyn Krupnick. Drawn by the same artist, and funded and employed by Cumback Toons, just like her “big” sister. I can already hear you asking, “why on Earth does a porn studio need a six inch high porn Toon?” Well look, all I’ll say is that Jessica was drawn for things men want, Joellyn was made for things men want but won’t admit to.
The diminutive woman just glared at Inch High for a moment, striding forward and causing the P.I. to back away with each step she took. Unfortunately for Inch, Joellyn’s much longer legs allowed her to close the gap, leaving him staring up as she towered above him.
“Wasn’t I enough?” She hissed out, causing Inch High to flinch. “I told you I didn’t mind that you didn’t like sex. I told you that I didn’t mind your peeping habit, in fact it helped scratch my itch to know you were watching me in my most intimate moments. But wasn’t I enough for you? All I sacrificed for you, and you still have to peep on other women!?”
As Joellyn tore into Inch, Anon leaned close to Jessica. “Jess, remind me to schedule a good weekend getaway for Cindi and me soon. Something to show her how much she means to me.”
Anon’s secretary leaned back to her boss. “Already planning something for Roger and I Anon. Don’t worry, I’ll remind you.”
Seeing The P.I. in green trying to stammer out another excuse, the tiny redhead, not wanting to hear any of it, just punted him in the jaw with a surprisingly strong kick, sending Inch High flying in the air and landing “safely” in Gladys’ cleavage.
“We’re THROUGH Inch High! Ladies, feel free to do what you will with him!” With that, she turned around and strode off, stopping in the doorway to turn towards Jessica. “By the way sis, do you think you could bring Anon with you the next time you visit? I’m ending my dry spell, and I like what you’ve told me.”
Jessica looked at Anon who just shrugged, leading the taller redhead to turn to her sister with a warm smile. “Can do sis.”
As the dwarf starlet left, the rest of the gathered ladies looked toward the dick in Glady’s shirt, all of them with murder in their eyes. Gladys herself, speaking what everyone was thinking in a much lower pitched voice. “Well then ladies, what do you say we go back to my place and show out little peeping tom here EXACTLY what we think of his little stunts before we hand him and the pictures to the police?”
A cheer of agreement went through the crowd as Gladys led the group through Anon’s doorway, the only people pausing being, again, Betty Cooper and Veronica who left a pair of papers with their phone numbers on Anon’s desk. Said detective just brought out a large black book from inside his desk and slipped the papers in it before collapsing into his chair and letting out a long breath.
“PHOO! Good lord, but that could’ve been bad.” Anon groaned out as he massaged his brow. Panda just stared at the door with a confused look while Jessica began rubbing at Anon’s shoulders, much to the now less stressed human’s pleasure.
“Sooo…” Panda began in a curious tone, “are we getting paid, or was this a charity thing?”
“Mmm.” Anon moaned happily. “We’ll get paid, don’t worry. Just gonna take a bit before they remember that little tidbit.” Anon turned toward panda with a look of confusion. “But I can’t help but wonder, how did you know he was on the windowsill?”
Panda just looked toward the detective with a smug smile. “Oh, I just happened to catch a glimpse of him when you had me bent over your desk and were going to town on my ass. Figured he’d be too focused on the show to notice he was on camera.”
Jessica’s hands quickly moved to the sides of Anon’s face before they grabbed hold of his cheeks in a semi-painful pinch. “Naughty boy Mr. Mus. Fucking our innocent intern without inviting me.” She moaned out.
Anon just rolled his eyes. “So, I’m guessing you also put in the foot work to find Joellyn and her connection to Inch?”
“Yep!” Panda said cheerfully. “Wasn’t too hard to figure out. Guy has apparently been bragging about dating a girl as hot as Jessica for a good bit, and that’s a short list when you get down to it. So, do I get to stay your intern?”
Anon gently removed Jessica’s hands before standing up and marching over to Panda, placing his hands on her shoulders and looking her right in the eye. “Kid, you showed quick thinking, and VERY good observational skills, and followed that up with good investigative footwork. I’m half tempted to ask you to be my partner.”
Seeing Panda start to beam from the praise, he decided to drop the other shoe. “But you’re also hot headed, impatient, trigger happy, and not good at following orders, and on top of all that the rules for getting a Private Investigator’s license are rather strict with their requirements…” he let her face drop for a moment before dropping the bomb. “Thankfully, that’s what a good internship is supposed to fix. Welcome aboard!” He then grabbed her right hand and gave it a good shake, only to be knocked over onto his back as the Latina Toon Teen leaped into his arms with a loud squeal and began peppering his face with kisses, loud smacking noises filling the air.
Jessica just smiled as she put the door back in its hole before turning back to the two people on the floor, one hand reaching for the button at the top of her blouse…

End of chapter.
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Over 30 pages for this. Good lord almighty, am I doing something wrong, or right? I can’t tell anymore.
First off, as always, apologies for how late this is. Been juggling a bunch of other things. Other fanfic chapters, other fanfic ideas (in particular, I’m working on an actually serious fanfic that’s NOT Anon related. Amazing, right?) and actually trying to write and edit an actual book, all this on top of work in the real world. To say I’m a busy man doesn’t even begin to explain it. (Though I’d be lying if I said good ol’ sloth wasn’t a factor.)
Anyway, next chapter for this is a big deal. It’s gonna be the set up for a more serious Anon spin off. Plus, catgirl action. Because why not?
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