Jessica's Cartoon Concubines

Contrary to the seductive sway in her voluptuous hips and the self-assured look on her beautiful face, Jessica Rabbit was fucking pissed.

Everything had been working out for the redheaded toon up until that point--and Jessica had really needed a win with how much she'd been reduced to obscurity over the decades.

Jessica was drawn to turn heads, capture the attention of everyone in the room, so naturally, she took on the role as a sultry singer for various nightclubs. She'd also worked as an actress for Maroon Cartoons, where Jessica had met her husband, Roger Rabbit. for a while. And Jessica had gotten even more attention in 1947 when she and her husband wound up being a part of Judge Doom's conspiracy to destroy Toontown. Luckily, with the help of human detective Eddie Valiant, not only had they been able to defeat the murderous judge, but Jessica and Roger had gotten to enjoy some well-deserved attention for the first time.

Things had gotten better for a while, with a documentary starring the couple even made to signify their success; and when they'd been offered to work for Disney Animation Studios in 1981, Jessica had thought she and her husband were finally going to ascend to stardom, maybe even have their own franchise!

Unfortunately, she was very wrong. Jessica and her beloved Roger were instead relegated to a meager amount of merchandise, overlooked comic books, and a quickly forgotten attraction in Disneyland. She had briefly gotten her own store in the Pleasure Island part of Disneyland called Jessica's, but the place had been so short-lived it barely lasted two years before closing.

But the worst of it all was all the rumors Jessica had heard about the proposed movies being made about her husband...and how one by one, they were all eventually cancelled, thrown away.

She'd heard all the excuses. It was too 'expensive'. 'A Roger Rabbit origin story in World War II is ridiculous'. Jessica didn't give a damn whether the story was about Bugs Bunny being Roger's secret father, because at this point she was so desperate she'd take anything!

And by the time the early 2000's rolled around, it was too late. Suddenly, the age of 2D-drawn toons was over. Almost every toon Jessica knew was out of a job, all because of every animation studio's sudden obsession with those 3D, computer-generated toons...

But it wasn't the loss of "Toon Platoon", or "Who Discovered Roger Rabbit" that pushed Jessica over the edge, causing her to leave her husband in pursuit of regaining her lost prestige. No, it was the fact that Roger had actually been fine with the raw deal they'd been given!

Jessica always knew her fluffy little hubby had an impressive amount of courage beneath the insecurity and the nervousness he wore on the outside, but she had never been more disgusted with how blasé about how everything had gone down.

According to Roger, their popularity had simply 'run its course'. 'The world and the audience had changed, and moved on, and we should do the same'--Jessica could never understand how an actor as talented as Roger could just...give up like that, just throw away his career in exchange for a lifetime of cameos and autograph signing at fan conventions?!?

Disney had invited Benny the Cab over them to appear in a House of Mouse episode for Cohl's sake!

The following arguments, the back-and-forth shouting matches between the two of them...it wasn't a surprise for anyone when Jessica and Roger inevitably split up over the different paths they wanted in life. The gorgeous redhead loved Roger, she really did; she just didn't understand why he was more willing to stand up to her instead of the companies that had screwed them over.

Becoming single again had immediately given Jessica some benefits, and their divorce briefly being publicized did give the estranged woman some recognition again...of course, she'd been given the usual amount of unsavory suggestions of what she should do, beyond the modeling and singing jobs she had already been doing-

But Jessica wasn't that desperate. She told her talent agents that she'd throw herself off Bald Mountain before she'd agree to starring in a porno, or make a 'OnlyFans' like many of her feminine peers had done. The former toon actress had lost a lot of things over the years, but her dignity would NOT be one of them!

Luckily, she still had some support beyond the perverse 'fans' that claimed to appreciate her--the most helpful of them being Jay Jest, the owner of Jest Animation Studios. The human animation director, despite his younger age, was a big supporter of 2D-drawn toons, and was more than happy to help Jessica in her time of need.

He'd even been generous enough to let her move in his mansion in Palm Springs after her separation with Roger; Jessica had had far too many memories with her ex-husband to continue living in Toontown at that point. In fact, the buxom redhead considered Jay to be one of the few, real friends she had left. (Most of her former so-called "friends" like Minnie Mouse and Tinker Bell were quick to embrace the newest trend of getting an expensive 'CGI' makeover, covering their naturally drawn features to be accepted by Hollywood)

Of course, Jessica had been cautious to accept Jay's kind gesture to move into his home...she'd had decades of experience rebuffing lustful, unsavory human men, and very well knew the effect her shapely figure alone had on them.

Fortunately, Jay Jest was a genuine gentleman, respecting her privacy and treating the beautiful toon like a colleague and not eye candy he could parade around on his arm. He also claimed not to really be attracted to toons in the first place, but Jessica sincerely doubted that--Jay had to be secretly infatuated with her, why else would a human man be so unquestionably kind enough to give her work and a home for free?

And to give the man some credit, Jessica did find Jay somewhat attractive--his handsome face and well-built body was appealing enough, at least for human beauty standards, as was the rugged, auburn hair he had--but what the former wife of Roger Rabbit liked most about him was his dry, witty sense of humor. Jay was very much like her ex-husband in a way...yet at the same time, completely different in how he preferred to have a snarky attitude with his jokes, sarcastically acting self-deprecating to himself whenever something went wrong.

But as kind and cute as Jay was, Jessica knew better than to date a human man. They were all, for the most part, boring and predictable, unable to survive an anvil falling onto their heads...

However, when Jay told her that he'd pulled some strings and convinced Disney to greenlight her own spin-off show, Jessica had gotten quite tempted to forgo her distaste for men and passionately kiss him right then and there. The premise of the show sounded spectacular, it was titled: Jessica Rabbit: XERIOUS Business, and was apparently about her being a private eye detective who solved murder mysteries. She had been over the moon over the news, and was more than ready for her career comeback as the show went into development.

That had been two years ago. And despite knowing that those greedy executives didn't really care about her, that she was only given a spin-off because she fit the archetype of a 'empowering female lead' and had been on the verge of terminating her contract with Disney Animation, Jessica had begun to hope that things were finally going to work out for her.

Until that morning, where she had gotten an impromptu meeting with those same executives, and was told that her show had been cancelled.

The only thing worse than having all her dreams of being a star be crushed in an instant was the absolute bullshit the soulless corporate executives had tried to peddle as an excuse. 'The show was too expensive'. 'There isn't an audience for Jessica Rabbit', and most egregious of all...she was too sexy.

Well, to be fair on that last one, Jessica had known that her reputation as a sex symbol would be brought up eventually. It was an unspoken label that she'd known would resurface eventually--still, it was bullshit!

According to them, Jessica's inherent sexiness was something they had tried to tone down in the development process for her show...but apparently no amount of trench coats, sweaters, or baggy clothing could cover up her massive bust, thin waist, and round derrière.

What was "wrong" with Jessica, to them, was that her design, seductive voice and sultry personality was simply outdated, a product of its time. And as these traits were part of who Jessica was, they thought it was easier to just...not put a spotlight on her in the first place, fearing that their company would be 'promoting unrealistic body standards and the male gaze, a negative influence for little girls everywhere, setback the body positivity movement decades--'

Well, Jessica certainly didn't see things the way they were looking at it, (and she also ironically felt personally insulted that her body type wasn't something she should be proud of, too) so after flipping the board room table and giving them all a piece of her mind, made sure to promptly terminate her contract with Disney right then and there.

Now...now Jessica knew what she wanted to do, no, what she HAD to do. As she angrily entered Jay's mansion, the gorgeous redhead knew exactly what she was going to do next. She didn't care if it was Jay's day off, or particularly care about his privacy. He was going to help her give her the show he wanted with Jest Animation Studios, and this time she wasn't going to take no for an answer!

There was one other thing on Jessica's mind as she made her way to Jay's room--the busty Toon was done ignoring the fact that she was the sexiest woman in the world, that her raw sexuality were irreversibly apart of her--instead, she was going to embrace it fully, and use her sex symbol status to become more successful than she could have ever been with Disney!

***

Jay Jest was a man who liked to schedule and plan everything he wanted to do ahead of time. So on a day like today, where he unexpectedly had the day off, Jay tended to forget to do something, get a little...distracted as he indulged himself with his shameful hobby.

In this case, it was forgetting to lock his bedroom door while he spent a couple hours masturbating to leaked OnlyFans videos of sexy toon women.

Was he a pathetic loser in his early thirties to still be doing this? Yes...but at the same time, it had been months since Jay had had a girlfriend, and being in charge of an animation studio didn't really give him any free time to get back into the dating game.

He'd been pent up for a while...and it especially hadn't been easy with Jessica Rabbit as his housemate. Jay had been raised by pretty close minded parents, so for the longest time, he'd tried to follow their beliefs that the union of humans and toons was wrong, though it didn't mean he couldn't work with them, carry on the art of filmmaking cartoon movies and shows..

But there was just something about toon women that Jay couldn't get enough of, something about their impossible proportions and curves that no human women could compete with. Still, that didn't mean he had to date them; Jay had let Jessica Rabbit move into his home because she was his friend, not because she was a drop-dead gorgeous toon woman that he had a crush on since puberty!

So instead, he decided to redirect his lust towards a different toon woman that he'd obsessed with for years--Chel, the flirtatious and curvy female lead from that Dreamworks El Dorado movie that no one remembered...though they all remembered Chel. Jay certainly did-

Bam! Bam! Bam!

"Oooh! Si! Ah! Ah! AH!" The video he was watching on his laptop showed a beautiful naked brown-skinned toon woman ramming her impossibly wide hips and bubble butt against a wall. With the camera she was using to record it all angled above so that Jay had the best view of Chel's gyrating booty slamming up and down on the dildo that was propped against the wall.

The audiovisual quality of the actual video was actually pretty bad, with how blurry and staticky everything was; the downside to watching a leaked OnlyFans clip. There was a bit of irony in the fact that Jay had more than enough money to pay for the video on the actual site--but that would be the only thing worse than jacking off to the videos in the first place! The real losers were the ones paying 50 dollars for a thirty minute video!

"Aaah! This big cock is soooo goood! Se siente tan bien dentro de mí!" Chel's exotic squeals more than made up for the quality however--there was something intoxicating about the indigenous toon that Jay was drawn to--like how she'd wildly throw her silky black hair back, turn around and give her audience a naughty wink every time she orgasmed, sexily licking her plump lips, pressing her massive, wobbling tan ass cushioned against the wall...

If it wasn't obvious already, Jay was clearly an ass man.

"MMM! You like that, haaah? You all love my big FAT ass, don't you, gringos?" crooned Chel teasingly, arching her impossibly large hips, pulling back to unveil how large the dildo in her glistening cunt was, and to clap her huge butt cheeks with her dainty hands. "Mmnaah, that's right, touch yourself to it! Pretend that it's your cock in my coño, aah!"

Clap! Clap! Clap!

There was also her dirty talk as well; it was almost a shame that a talented toon like Chel had to debase herself like that just to make a living, especially since Jay had dedicated years supporting and giving 2D-Toons second chances and opportunities-

But Chel seemed happy enough where she was, making more than enough money capitalizing off her sexiness by draining losers' bank accounts...and considering what Jay was doing at the moment, he certainly wasn't going to complain either!

"OHH! Si! AHHH FUCK! PAPIIII! GIVE ME THAT COCK!"

Suddenly, the room was filled with Chel's orgasmic shriek, the latina toon rolling her eyes and lolling her tongue, soaking the walls with her juices; at this point Jay was furiously stroking his prick, ready to climax alongside Chel...

...Until his bedroom door slammed open, and the sound of a melodious gasp instantly snapped him out of his masturbatory stupor.

Mindlessly spinning his chair around, Jay choked on his own spit when he realized that his housemate Jessica Rabbit had literally caught him with his pants down.

"Jessica! Shit! I-I didn't expect you, I thought you were--" After instinctively shoving his swelling hardness into his briefs and pulling his pants back up, Jay stopped spluttering and angrily shouted out, "Can't you knock?"

But the redhead wasn't even paying attention to his words, seemingly distracted by something else. Jay was distracted too; he'd hoped that the embarrassment of being caught jacking off would have killed his boner by now, but the toon woman standing in front of him right now was anything but a boner-killer.

Jessica was a woman that looked sexy in literally anything, and the white button-up shirt and pencil skirt she was wearing at the moment was proof of that fact. She claimed to wear the outfit with the intent to be taken seriously whenever she had a meeting with the executives who had greenlit her show, but with the amount of curves that practically poured out of her clothes, Jay wouldn't have been surprised if Jessica had the intention of seducing those greedy fatcats.

Her buttoned shirt strained desperately against the gigantic bust it contained, threatening to burst with every small movement the voluptuous toon made. The shirt wasn't too small for her; no clothing in the world could restrain Jessica Rabbit's world-famous tits. (Jay didn't know the exact size of them, though he guessed that her bust was at LEAST a G-cup) Her slender figure and broad hips were equally mesmerizing, with Jessica's skirt so obscenely short on her that her creamy thighs and long, sleek legs were put on full display.

Jay couldn't even get started on how lovely the rest of Jessica was: her long, luxurious red hair curtained over one side of her beautiful face, full red lips, and emerald green eyes that were currently fixed on the computer behind him...

...The computer that was still audibly playing the video of Chel fucking herself with a dildo...

"I love this coooock! Si! I'm cuuuuming, you pervertidoooos!"

Jay immediately dragged his gaze away from Jessica's sexy appearance. "I'll just, uh!--"

"Don't you dare put that away, Jay!" Jessica snapped suddenly, stomping over to Jay's desk and yanking his laptop out of his hands, pausing the video herself. Holding out the computer in one hand, the redhead viscously jabbed a finger into his chest, hissing venomously, "Now--can you tell me what this is?"

Blankly staring up at Jessica in utter confusion, Jay briefly froze, unsure of why his usually reserved busty toon housemate was suddenly so incensed...and why was her domineering attitude turning on so much...but in all seriousness, he didn't understand what was wrong with her. They'd been nothing but platonic up until this point, so why was Jessica acting like a disproving parent or insecure girlfriend after walking in on him jerking off?

Eventually, Jay mustered up the courage to voice his confusion after looking between the frozen image of Chel mid-orgasm on the computer screen and Jessica's pissed-off-expression. "It's...exactly what it looks like, Jess--I'm not really sure why you care, but what happened with the meeting with Disney? What did they say?"

Jessica raised an elegant eyebrow at this, and sniffed haughtily, unconcernedly tossing his laptop back on the desk, "As if you care--I walked in here, hoping to have your support when I needed it most, and here you are, touching yourself to another toon woman! Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?"

"Another toon woman?! Why are you talking like you and me are--that we're--" Jay threw up his arms desperately as he repeated himself, "What happened in the meeting?!?"

"Those two-faced executives--Disney--cancelled my show!" Jessica cried out angrily, tears beginning to form in the corner of her eyes (the one that wasn't hidden by her side bangs, at least), her juicy lower lip beginning to quiver as she fully vented out her frustrations at him, "Oh Jay, they were so heartless, stringing my hope along like that for so long...so I cut my contract with them right afterwards! I'm never going to trust them or anyone again, and I'm done pretending that I ever had a chance making it work with them!"

"Oh shit- I'm so sorry, Jess..." Jay said slowly, feeling a rush of sympathy from seeing the normally confident toon look so heartbroken and hurt. He quickly made his way over to Jessica and embraced her with a comforting hug, despite the awkward atmosphere that had formed between the two moments earlier. "If there's anything I can do-"

"There is." Jessica replied immediately, her voice now a seductive purr. Jay blinked, suddenly becoming aware of how her huge tits were pressed tightly against his chest, and how his still-hardened member was poking her taut midsection. Most of all though, he became aware of the fact that Jessica was almost a foot taller than he was. "Do you know the excuse those executives used for cancelling my show? It was because of me, all they see me as--do you get what I'm saying, Jay?"

Jay gulped heavily, trying very hard to look Jessica in the eye now--which was difficult with his eye-level facing her distracting, heaving bosom--and answered firmly, "No, I don't get it- there's nothing wrong with you, Jessica.."

"You're so kind." Jessica giggled, before growling darkly, "They cancelled my show because I was too sexy. Not just the way I look, but my voice, personality, everything. All those things just...'didn't fit the brand', if you would believe it."