The tour was a bit of a nice history lesson for the new toons and a way for the old toons to tell some of the stories that happened offscreen.
Jessica Rabbit didn't share much, as most of her stories took place at the Ink'n'Paint club. The few she did have were the ones where she was ogled by men and women and how it caused some accidents.
She did enjoy you within her bosom. For once, it was a feeling of excitement and power over someone within her girls, rather than an intrusion or merely keeping something in place. Yes, even toon women liked to stick their hands between Jessica's boobs.
As for you, you recalled that in the Discworld game, Rincewind briefly was stuck in the bosom of a goddess. And like him you enjoyed your situation
You managed to flip yourself around, so you weren't upside-down. It was a bit hard, as her breasts either were holding you in place or each breast had their own gravity.
Each time Jessica either leaned forward to look out the window or held herself in boredom, you were smushed by her boobs.
=o=
Eventually, Jessica left the tour and drove home. She lived in a fairly decent home in a suburban area. After parking her car and briefly pressing her boobs together with a smile, Jessica walked to her front door, hoping nothing would happen.
Jessica Rabbit didn't share much, as most of her stories took place at the Ink'n'Paint club. The few she did have were the ones where she was ogled by men and women and how it caused some accidents.
She did enjoy you within her bosom. For once, it was a feeling of excitement and power over someone within her girls, rather than an intrusion or merely keeping something in place. Yes, even toon women liked to stick their hands between Jessica's boobs.
As for you, you recalled that in the Discworld game, Rincewind briefly was stuck in the bosom of a goddess. And like him you enjoyed your situation
You managed to flip yourself around, so you weren't upside-down. It was a bit hard, as her breasts either were holding you in place or each breast had their own gravity.
Each time Jessica either leaned forward to look out the window or held herself in boredom, you were smushed by her boobs.
=o=
Eventually, Jessica left the tour and drove home. She lived in a fairly decent home in a suburban area. After parking her car and briefly pressing her boobs together with a smile, Jessica walked to her front door, hoping nothing would happen.
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June 2, 2023
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