Dip n' Doc in: Jazzy Hijinks! (Patreon)

It's the middle of the night, the club is empty... Pushed by his girlfriend and her coworkers... Dip went to the lonely jazz club. It was for a surprise, they said.

He sat in the first row, patiently waiting for the surprise... Maybe it was a cake, maybe it was some sort of gift but Dip found it odd it was in the middle of an empty jazz club... and it was completely abandoned too, no music, no patrons, no bar men...

Dip was about to get up and look for people before the stage lights turned on, grabbing his attention right away. The curtains opened and there she was.... Doc.

She wore a beautiful red dress with a flower ornament, her usually tied hair was now looking as puffy as a cloud and... she was barefoot.

She smiled, radiating with the beauty as a goddess, she walked slowly to the old timey mic in front of her as she winked at Dip before she grabbed it.

Now, seeing Doc like this was more than enough of a gift for Dip, it was already enough to get his heart fluttering but... What she gave him next, was even more beautiful...

She began to sing.

Dip had heard Doc humming and she always had a pretty voice, but to hear her sing like this, giving him a whole show was... Unbelievable to him, it wasn't for all the emotions running through his head and the fact he was in a shady jazz club he would have thought he died and went to heaven.

The woman sang a beautiful ballad, about a girl who loved to dance but was too shy to show it. a perfect analogy for Doc, who had many hidden talents that she didn't like to show but now she had a stage all for herself and she was going to use it.

The boy in the hoodie stared mesmerized at the singing woman, completely entrapped by her mature beauty. He had issues staring at a single part of her, everything about her was so incredible... Her sensual movements, her pretty face, she shiny dress, her supple legs. It was way too much, the beauty was too overwhelming and combined with the singing it melted Dip's heart and brain.

His sight was eventually settled in a single part... Her foot. She had lifted her pretty bare foot and laid it on his face, allowing him to feel it with his face.

It took Dip a bit to register what was happening but when he did he immediately knew what to do. He rubbed his face all over her beautiful sole, mind overwhelmed with ecstasy as not only was he getting high off the feel of her silky skin and delicious aroma... but her singing soothed his ears so well. The stimulation was just too much... But it was something that Dip bared with gusto, it was a gift after all and he had to appreciate it.

Doc sneaked a few giggled between her lyrics, adoring the feel of Dip's face on her foot. This had been a fantasy of hers for some time... Show her talents to a... Captivated Audience, one who'll she would be able to get more "interactive" with, and make one final dirty act at the end, right in front of a loving audience. Now, this was something she couldn't do for the sake of her reputation but luckily... She had a captivated audience in the form of a little guy with a green hoodie and the rest of the loving audience would be the girls, who helped her make this little fantasy of hers a reality.

It was such a degrading fantasy, wasn't it? To dress like this and look beautiful for someone like Dip and then have him ruin her dress right on stage with a public... But that's what made it all the more exciting for Doc, who couldn't wait to see hwo far they could take this little show of theirs.

This is freaking weird, isn't it?

Well, let me give you the backstory. A couple of nights ago I had a really weird dream, a dream where Doc was a 1920's Jazz singer. She had a one piece dress, the big puffy hair and the old timey mic, she had everything. Dip was in the public and he... Did stuff to her on stage, she enjoyed it of course! I made that whole thing a comic and... When I woke up I told a friend about it, who suggested me use the old Golden Era of American animation style. You know the one, the Betty Boop, Felix the Cat, really old Mickey Mouse style. Big shoutouts to him, he's always pushing me to try out new stuff!

So uhm... I have to admit I'm not a big fan of the rubberhose style of animation, in fact... It gives me the creeps. Black and white cartoons are something I can't vibe with... The look, the compressed and staticy sound, the weird voices and tones... It all gives me creeps. I do not know why, however... It might be a childhood trauma kinda thing? Maybe I watched a disturbing black and white cartoon back in the day but I wouldn't be able to say.

So yeah, this is a little experiment from my part and dont' expect to see much like it after this. But I do hope you enjoy these little comics