Not Bad, Just Drawn That Way (Patreon)

I do not own the song used in this story. All rights belong to the musicians, record label, and producers that created it.

With that out of the way this was a fun one to write. I tried to do something a bit different with it as I'm sure you guys will see. I don't know how successful you'll find it but I think it worked rather well. Let me know if you agree or disagree!

It wasn't often a gorgeous talent like Jessica Rabbit could be found in the seedier parts of Toontown much less at bar like the Rusted Nail. But as used to the glitz and glamour of far classier venues few things spoke quite as powerfully as money. So when the proprietor offered her ten times what she usually made for one night she took the job almost immediately. Even after learning she'd be required to do a lot more than just sing on stage she still agreed. Once she told Roger about it he was utterly thrilled with her choice and she was undeniably excited to return to her roots for something naughty and dirty. It'd been a long time since she thought about her early days working as a performer and a gig at someplace as low down and disreputable as the one she'd signed on for was a perfect way to relive it. No matter how much she loved it there was a certain simplicity to working at up town clubs and establishments that just couldn't compare to the rush of a dingy basement filled with thugs and criminals. Or in the case of the Rusted Nail she found herself that evening a dingy, back alley hole in the wall barely distinguishable from the piles of refuse outside. Just getting into the place made her heart race and that was before she laid eyes on the clientele.

Every single person in the unexpectedly cramped and dimly lit bar looked like they'd just been released from prison. Including the heavily tattooed bartenders and the women serving drinks. Most of them didn't even look her way as she entered and the few that did nodded approvingly before returning to whatever they were doing. Jessica couldn't have looked more out of place if she was a police officer in dress blues. As always part of her slender face was covered by a wave of sleek red locks and the crimson lipstick on her sultry lips paired beautifully with both her natural hair color and the purple eye shadow surrounding her green eyes. Gold studs hung from her earlobes, though only one could be seen, and her delicately plucked eyebrow arched almost of it's own accord. Magenta gloves covered her hands and arms all the way up to the middle of her bicep while her shoulders and a field of alabaster skin down to her ample cleavage was left bare. A heart shaped bodice covered the front of her breasts while leaving the sides and her back nearly down to her voluptuous bubble butt completely naked. Jessica's waist was almost paradoxically tiny compared to her bosom and it quickly blossomed outwards in wide, shapely hips that swayed tantalizingly with every step she took. Every inch of her glittering red dress was skin tight until reaching her thighs where it was split on either side to reveal miles of toned, gorgeous legs all the way down to a pair of glitzy high heels that matched her gloves. In every possible way she looked and acted the part of her seductive reputation without saying a single word or singing a single lyric.

The manager she'd arranged the entire thing with was sitting at the bar with a drink in his hand. When their eyes met he nodded and tilted his head towards the 'stage' she'd be playing on. In reality it was little more than a slightly elevated patch of floor that wasn't covered in tables, spilled liquor, chairs, or customers. Were it not for the microphone at the center and a couple of musicians off to the side it could have easily been a place for pool tables or dancing. Though not in that particular bar. Having worked in more rundown conditions than that Jessica shrugged and moved towards the mic stand with her usual confident strut. Everything from the song she'd be singing to the routine she'd be doing had been agreed upon before hand so when she moved behind the microphone the pianist nearby started playing. Soon after the drummer kicked in and the crowd fell silent. When the saxophone player started up everyone's full attention was on the 'stage'. The lights dimmed a little more while a haphazardly placed spotlight shone on Jessica. Holding the mic with one hand and the stand beneath it with the other she swayed in time with the music, her exquisite body making more than one onlooker pause. Only a handful of them knew what was about to happen and the rest were starting to grow curious. Before long she reached her cue and started singing a slow, jazzy version of a rather on the nose song choice for the evening.

“Rooooooxanne

You don't have to put on the red light

Those days are over

You don't have to sell your body to the night”

Once her audience was properly captivated by a song many of them had never heard Jessica started the rest of her routine Continuing to move in time with the beats her hands slowly drifted up her curvaceous body. They trailed up her thighs and over the wide hips many couldn't tear their eyes away from. Gliding past her enviably tiny waist and up to her ample bosom for a split second she pushed her tits together with the back of her hands. In the blink of an eye they'd continued onwards and most of the customers completely missed her little teasing move. For a few moments longer her fingers stopped ar her throat, all of them curling against her palms and unfurling to rub against the sides of her face. But rather than stop there and clutch the microphone again like expected her hands continued to rise up past her face until her arms were stretched languidly above her head. Without missing a beat she started to pull her skin tight gloves from her arms one finger at a time. Though the audience certainly couldn't hear the sound of fabric rustling against her skin there was no denying the innate thrill of watching the silken cloth sliding up her arms as more and more pale skin was revealed. When the first glove was completely removed she stretched it above her head like a ribbon. Using the natural elasticity of the fabric she snapped it into the crowd where it was caught by a surprised looking biker. Jessica did the same with the second glove soon after and launched into onto an eager table full of thugs.

“Rooooooxanne

You don't have to wear that dress tonight

Walk the streets for money

You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right”

Jessica smiled at her rapt audience, her hands suggestively sliding up and down the microphone stand while she leaned in close enough to envelop it with her breasts. She continued to stroke it for a few seconds before pulling back and sliding her bare hands up her dress once more. Stopping at the sequin edge trying to contain a landslide of milky white flesh she slipped the index finger of either hand beneath her heart shaped bodice. While she continued to sway back and forth in a not so subtle bit of misdirection Jessica gently tugged at the upper portion of her dress. The skin tight fabric started to slide down her alabaster breasts in movement so minute many watching didn't even realize it was moving at all. The first proper clue came when it dipped just low enough to reveal the upper most portion of a warm, pink areola. As soon as it that came into view all the goons watching were made completely aware of just what kind of show they were watching. Many of them started to cheer and holler but the music drowned out all but the loudest among them. She smiled at their enthusiasm and gave her dress one final, impish tug. With an almost comical spring her tits emerged from the fabric to bounce cheerfully in the spotlight, her puffy nipples already pert and ready for attention. Suddenly the background music could no longer drown out the cheering spectators. But when she straightened and her hands returned to her mic many of them quieted down enough for the next part of her song to be heard. Even if they were too busy staring at her perfectly shaped, entirely natural breasts softly jiggling in time with her movements.

“Rooooooxanne

You don't have to put on the red light

Rooooooxanne

You don't have to put on the red light

put on the red light”

During the instrumental break Jessica took the opportunity to shed the last piece of clothing she could remove without stripping completely naked. Which was always an option of course but much less fun than leaving some semblance of mystery. Turning her back to the crowd Jessica pushed her juicy bubble butt towards them as she bend over. With her hands on her knees she grinded against the mic stand just hard enough to tip it forward yet soft enough to keep it from falling over entirely. She let the smooth metal rod split her cheeks and draw more attention than ever to her heart shaped buttocks. Her fingers danced up her bare legs until the disappeared beneath the top of the slits on either side of her gown. Like it was nothing at all she leaned away from her impromptu stripper pole and playfully flicked up the backside of her dress to reveal her ass in all it's eye catching glory. The crowd roared louder than ever, many of them completely missing the tiny little black cord nestled between her ass cheeks. Though it was certainly much hard to miss after she started pulling it down with the same teasing movements that'd revealed her still naked breasts. Everyone watched in excitement as her unbelievably skimpy g-string bobbed up and down her pert cheeks, each time sliding a little lower before rising back up to her waist. Knowing how to tease an audience better than anyone in Toontown Jessica continued until most of them were ready to riot. Then with a little flourish she slid it all the way down past her thighs and continued. She let her thong fall to her feet in a damp heap while she coyly stepped out of it. Or rather one foot stepped out while the other kicked her now unnecessary undergarment into a different part of the crowd. Those smart enough not to watch her panties soar gracefully through the air were treated to the first proper glimpse of Jessica's plump outer lips and the glistening pink inner folds peeking out from between them. Along with the neatly groomed tuft of red hair pointing straight towards her swollen clit.

“Roxanne put on the red light

Roxanne put on the red light

Roxanne put on the red light

Roxanne put on the red light

Oh!”

Having finished the bulk of her routine Jessica was free to strut about the 'stage'. Pulling the mic free of it's stand despite the break in her song she walked from one end of the radius lit up by the stationary spotlight to the other. Her tits bounced, her ass jiggled and her legs stretched in whatever way would let them see her puffy slit and the little strands of fluids dripping down from it or gliding along her inner thighs. Barely a minute after she started the crowd of thugs and criminals had surged forward almost close enough to touch her. All of them wanted to see her body up close and she gave them want they wanted without hesitation. Bending over until her tits were almost smothering their faces or pushing her ass out until her buttocks nearly did the same she never stayed in one place for more than a few moments. Particularly any time she lifted her dress to reveal her naked pussy or incredibly spankable ass to whatever lucky patron happened to be in front of her at that moment. Often times they were close enough to almost taste he dripping cunt and more than a few wanted to. Yet none of them joined her in the spotlight but it seemed more like an issue of who got to go first than any sort of respect for her craft. Jessica knew things were starting to break down the first time one of them managed to reach out and give her butt a sudden, unexpectedly hard swat when she revealed it yet again. But rather than be put off by it she chose to embrace the attention. Letting out a delighted giggle straight into her mic she recoiled from the strike as though it hurt but promptly pushed her ass back towards another goon a split second later. He chose to spank her other cheek and she released a very genuine moan while the rest of the crowd when wild. They calmed down just a bit when she started singing again, although anyone within groping distance continued to paw at her legs, pussy, and even her breasts with a manic enthusiasm.

“I loved you since I knew ya

I wouldn't talk down to ya

I have to tell you just how I feel”

Just about the millisecond she'd finished another burst someone managed to elbow their way onto the 'stage'. Jessica watched him out of the corner of her eye until he vanished behind her and faster than she could turn around a pair of rough hands threw aside the lower portion of her gown, grabbed her waist, and pulled her backwards. A thick cock was shoved straight into her ass like it was the most natural thing in the world. Her well trained hole parted for the intruding member while Jessica moaned in pleasure. Being fucked on stage in front of dozens of people had always been massively arousing and going so long without the pleasure only increased her enjoyment. Suddenly her knees started to shake and a long stream of juices seeped out of her pussy while he started to pound away at her. Her unseen lover must have enjoyed having sex in front of others as much as she did because in barely twenty seconds he was groaning and burying the full length of his pole inside her ass. Cum exploded deep inside her as both Jessica and the goon gasped in delight. He soaked her inner walls in ropey strands of spunk so thoroughly there would've been no need for lube, had there been any need to begin with. It started dripping out of her almost immediately after he pulled his dick free but she was quickly stuffed full of cock before more than a few drops could splash onto the floor. Doing her best to keep her voice steady while the newcomer slammed her ass Jessica picked up where she'd left off as though there wasn't currently a stranger's dick sliding messily in and out of her asshole at that very moment.

“I wo-o-o-on't sha-a-a-a-are yo-o-o-o-ou wi-i-i-ith ano-o-o-othe-e-er bo-o-o-oy

I kno-o-o-ow my-y-y-y-y mi-i-i-ind is ma-a-a-ade u-u-u-up

So-o-o-o pu-u-u-u-t awa-a-a-ay your-r-r-r maa-a-a-ake-up

To-o-old yo-o-ou o-o-nce, I wo-o-o-on't te-e-ell yo-o-ou aga-a-a-ain it's a-a-a-a ba-a-ad wa-a-a-ay”

Jessica barely saw most of them climbing up to take their turn fucking her in the ass. At most she glimpsed a few unimportant features before a new cock was buried inside her and they started pounding away. None of them seemed able to resist the allure of her gaping, cum filled hole long enough to consider putting their dicks anywhere else. Just as none of them seemed to be able to last more than a few seconds of furious pounding before blowing their load and adding to the frankly astonishing amount of spunk inside of her. Soon it was practically gushing out of her stretched ass like a waterfall, some running down her legs to pool in her heels while the rest simply poured onto the ever expanding puddle spreading at her feet. Jessica managed to remain as composed as one could be under such circumstances even if her pleasure wracked face, crimson cheeks, and trembling body gave away how much she was enjoying herself. Along with the constantly dripping strands of fluids emerging from her unattended pussy. Those little tendrils of arousal couldn't be seen behind the front portion of her gown but it was impossible not to smell for many of the more animalistic patrons waiting to or already enjoying her body. That pungent smell wafting from her cunt along with the undeniably tight inner walls of her ass was the reason so many of them were cumming as fast as they did. Although more than a few simply hadn't enjoyed the touch of a woman for quite some time and others still were simply caught off guard by how good she felt regardless of how many dicks she'd taken already.

“Ro-o-o-o-o-oxa-a-a-anne

Yo-o-o-ou do-o-o-on't ha-a-a-ave to-o-o-o pu-u-u-u-t o-o-o-on the-e-e-e re-e-e-ed li-i-i-i-ght

Ro-o-o-o-o-oxa-a-a-anne

Yo-o-o-u do-o-o-on't…”

With her first song over and the chance of another dropping with every cock rammed into her ass Jessica settled in for the second and vastly more fun part of her routine. Once the crowd realized she wasn't going to continue singing they didn't hesitate to pull her away from the mic and into a more convenient position to be used. In the blink of an eye she found herself sitting atop a prone thug while he slammed his foot long dick into her asshole and another, only slightly smaller, prick was sliding wetly between her tits. Smiling up at him with a seductive smile Jessica pushed her breasts together and licked the precum soaked head of his cock each time it emerged from her bosom. Unlike the man enjoying her well used ass the one enjoying a skillful titjob had only slightly more stamina than the first group that fucked while she was still singing. When his hands grabbed her head and pulled it forward she opened her mouth and closed her eyes. Cum blasted into the back of her throat despite his dick never quite making it to her lips. Despite that minor speed bump she enjoyed every twitch and throb of his shaft between her breasts almost as much as the copious amounts of semen rushing into her relatively empty stomach with every gulp. Of course she couldn't quite keep up with the sheer volume he was unleashing and plenty of jizz dripped back out of her throat to trickle across her chest. Much of it rolled into the tight little seal she'd formed around the prick currently ejaculating into her mouth while everything else dripped down either side or even across the front where it beaded on her stiff nipples like ornaments on a Christmas tree.

As her ass continued getting wrecked by the python beneath her the man previously enjoying her chest pulled away only to be immediately replaced by another dick. He didn't have any reservations about sliding his shaft into the cum lubricated space between her her voluptuous rack and thrusting away just as eagerly as the frist. It soon became clear that no matter how interested they'd seemed in her ass for many of the customers at the Rusted Nail it was really Jessica's soft tits that caught their eye. In the time it took for the goon inside her ass to finish and pull out three different patrons enjoyed the warm embrace of her tits. Each one came just as powerfully as the first and each time Jessica drank down as much of their spunk as she possibly could. Around the time another person slid into her cum glazed asshole she was starting to feel a bit full. The constantly jostling from above and below certainly wasn't helping the feeling as jizz sloshed rather noisily around within her belly. But like a good performer she didn't let her mild discomfort stop her from bouncing along the cock in her ass and giving the best massage to the one between her tits. There was even a certain amount of pleasure to be had at getting pumped so full of semen it was actually starting to bloat her perfect body a little. After a few more loads into and around her mouth paired with at least five minutes of never going more than a few seconds without smothering a stiff dick with her tits Jessica was really starting to feel the effects of time away from the seedier things in life. Her usually taut stomach was bulging ever so slightly and it felt as though cum was backing up into her throat her belly was so filled. When a fresh fountain of cum arrived she actually had to let it splash across her face and chest instead of trying to swallow it all. Not that her companion or the onlookers watched minded. If anything seeing her face getting splattered with cum was exactly what they wanted. If the increased enthusiasm that followed her sticky facial was any indication at least.

One by one she serviced just about every male inside the bar with her ass or tits. Although it was hard to tell through the film of spunk across her face and the way they passed her around like a pitcher of beer. Not a single one showed the slightest bit of interest in her pussy for reasons she couldn't quite fathom. But since none of them were doing much more than slamming into her until they came less than a minute later she certainly didn't have a problem with it. So many of the thugs were big enough that had they tried to use her tight slit there would've almost certainly been issues. A handful were even large enough to make her question if she could reasonably fit them in her ass. Thankfully of that particular group only one elected to actually test it out and shove his dick so deep it felt like she was going to choke on him. The rest decided to get off with her heaving tits instead and she was given the delightful challenge of trying to deepthroat them while they thrusted between her breasts. Without her gag reflex it was easy enough to accomplish that feat although part of her did wonder how they'd react if she vomited cum all over them and the stage. In the past her audience had been quite enthused by such a display. 

Too bad for the current crop she was much to experienced to let something like that happen now. They simply had to, unknowingly at least, settle for unrestricted access to her asshole, tits, and any other part of her body they wanted. Which meant they continued to enjoy her breasts and ass almost exclusively while the rest was left well alone. Slowly but surely the crowd around her started to thin out almost in direct proportion to the amount of assorted jizz on her body or pumped deep inside of it. She knew it was well and truly over when nobody else stepped up to enjoy her body and the stragglers were able to fuck her in relative peace. The shadowy forest of figures had thinned enough for her to actually see the dingy bar in which they'd all been fucking. When she wasn't preoccupied by a fat pole insistently trying to impregnate her throat of course. Once the last cock had emerged from between her cum covered tits and she looked around at the numerous patrons sitting back at their seats Jessica felt reasonably certain her show was over. All she had to do was stand up from the puddle of spunk and sweat she was lying in and collect her money. It took more than a few tries to roll onto her stomach and the moment she did so a jet of spunk squirted out of her asshole and towards the crowd still watching her. Scattered cheers and applause greeted her unintentional display and Jessica smiled. She repeated the process for them once more, actively pushing as she did so and sending the second stream more than twice as far as the first. With her body a little less overloaded and sluggish she was able to get her hands and knees underneath her. From there it was simple enough to straighten and let out a very unladylike belch. Once more her actions were met with applause but she paid it no mind as Jessica climbed to her feet.

She staggered off the stage with her glittering dressed wrapped around her tiny waist like a belt. Cum squirted out of her well used ass and she made no effort to hide her massive, heaving breasts or shamefully aroused pussy. They'd seen it all anyways and the sooner she got paid the sooner she could go home and have Roger finish what the eager but unskilled goons had started. Although there was no denying they'd done a good job pounding away at her while she sang nobody could quite bring her to screaming ecstasy like her husband. Just thinking about riding him with an ass full of stranger's cum put a smile on her face. Admittedly the occasional meaty spank from the patrons she passed on her way to the back office certainly elevated her mood as well. When one tried to stop and pull her onto his exposed cock she wasted no time slapping away his hand and flashing him a deadly look. He relented almost immediately and the rest of her clumsy march was spent unmolested by hands. The door to the back office was open and Jessica pushed her way in to find the manager sitting behind his desk counting out a large stack of money. She approached the small chair opposite him and sat down, seductively crossing her legs as though she weren't almost totally naked.

“You put on a helluva show Rabbit.” He said in a gruff voice.

“Was there every any doubt?” She confidently replied.

“Some of my boys weren't so sure you'd live up to your reputation.”

“I trust they learned the truth.”

“Definitely. A couple of em even tested it themselves.”

“I'll take your word for it.” She said in a casually dismissive tone as she brushed a fleck of drying cum from her tits, “I trust that's my money you've finished tallying?”

“Every penny.” The manager nodded, pushing the stacks towards her, “You wanna count it?”

“Naturally.” For several quiet minutes she counted her payment while her employer unabashedly enjoyed the sight of Jessica's softly jiggling tits. When she was certain he wasn't short changing her she nodded and slid it all into a nondescript bag, “It was a pleasure doing business with you.”

“Likewise. You wanna do it again sometime?”

Pausing midway through standing up Jessica looked at him with a smile, “I'll ask my husband.”

“You do that. It'll be the same rate as tonight once a week as many times as you want.”

“I'll consider it,” She replied, her smile betraying her steely tone, “Good night.”