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The back room of the toon bar was where things happened, they'd told Tim. They were right. He came through the door and the first thing he saw was a long bulge in a cartoon giraffe's neck. The giraffe closed its mouth around a set of shoes, swallowed, and Wally watched the lumpy bulge of human slide down a long, long neck.

There was an audible thump as whoever it was reached the stomach and the flat belly between the giraffe's front and back legs bulged comically. As the lumpy swelling swayed up and down someone near Tim laughed and he tore his eyes away from the swallowed person to see who it was.

There were several tables in the room and nearest him was a table with four chairs. On opposite sides sat two big cartoon bears, one instantly recognizable as Baloo from various Disney productions and the other an ambiguously brown creature that was probably meant to be a stylized grizzly. At the back of the table on a barstool sat a diminutive cartoon skunk and closest to Tim was a cartoon lion whose tail stuck out the opening in the back of his chair and wrapped around his footpaws so passers-by wouldn't step on it.

The lion turned to watch the giraffe swallow and saw Tim staring at him. "Wallace's party trick," he growled, and gestured at the moving bulge in the giraffe's belly.

"Is that safe?" No one else was paying any attention to Tim so he was happy to take a seat when Baloo reached out a long arm and dragged a fifth chair over to the table. This put him right between Baloo and the lion, both of whom were several times his size, but they were toons and he was human. It wasn't as though one of them would eat him.

"Of course," growled the second bear, who was nondescript enough that Tim struggled to think which cartoons he'd seem him in. There was that one Daffy Duck cartoon, there was the bear in what he thought was a Tex Avery cartoon, the one that ate the cowboy. There was that one with the pilgrim and the turkey? There had to be more bears than that but sitting next to Baloo all he could remember was the many shows that bear had been in.

"Look," said the bear, and waved toward the giraffe. 'Wallace' chose that moment to burp but Tim focused on the wriggling bulge of swallowed person. Whoever it was squirmed and kicked and it showed no signs of slowing down.

"He's a toon, we don't digest people," the cartoon lion growled. "It's a good thing too, with how many times we pred toons get asked to swallow toons. We'd run out of actors."

"Of course then I wouldn't have to put up with someone starting a fire in my stomach to get me to spit them out," said the one that wasn't Baloo. Tim remembered a Tiny Toons episode where exactly that happened and nodded. The cowboy did that in the Tex Avery short too, and there was some cartoon or other where a Smokey the Bear-like toon swallowed several people and opened a door in his belly to show off the troublemakers he'd eaten.

"Were you in a Tex Avery short," Tim said to him, and the bear nodded.

"It's just as well we don't digest things," Baloo growled. "Considering that I've been eaten by Shere Khan and Kaa both, and that I've eaten Bagheera, and that all four of us have eaten Mowgli."

Tim blinked. "I never saw that in a cartoon."

Both bears shrugged in unison. "Not everything makes it onto the screen," said the bear Tim decided to call Bruno. "Sometimes it's just for fun, or someone gets upset and eats someone. Or it's sort of baked into their character. Leo there swallows someone almost every cartoon he's in."

The lion nodded. "It's a lion thing. Not sure why it happened, but starting very early on we lions were called on to swallow someone almost every time we were on screen. Sometimes it's something inanimate, like a ham I ate in that Tom and Jerry cartoon. But it's usually a someone. If they hadn't changed the script at the last minute I would have swallowed Tom instead of the ham."

"It can also be just the way the character develops," Baloo said. "In the book Kaa was Mowgli's friend, though he nearly ate me and Bagheera, but the Disney movie made him crave that man-cub for lunch. He's swallowed Mowgli at least fifty times, he just can't help himself. Same with Shere Khan. The movie made Kaa bigger, he's even eaten Khan, but on the other hand Khan has slurped Kaa up like a noodle a few times. Eventually the toon pred gets bored and spits the other toon back up."

Tim looked back at the cartoon giraffe, which had settled down on its swollen belly. The table it was at had an empty spot for it and three chairs occupied, respectively, by an angular and stylized lion rather different in appearance from Leo, a cartoon zebra and a massive, rotund hippo female. While he hadn't seen the Madagascar movies he recognized the characters from trailers. The giraffe was of a different art style from some other cartoon.

"It's all in fun," piped the little cartoon skunk across the table from him. "No one gets hurt. Leo's been in pictures for almost a century and he's been shot, blown up, dropped off cliffs, hit by cars and I don't know what else."

The bulge in the giraffe was still moving. Whoever it was should have suffocated by now but the wriggling was as active as ever.

"I don't know," Tim said. "It still seems weird."

"Eh, it's an acquired taste," growled Baloo. He reached out and picked up the small skunk by the scruff, as one would hoist a kitten. "Flower, you mind?"

"Go ahead," piped the skunk, and he smiled at Tim as Baloo popped him into his mouth. Baloo snapped his jaws shut, swallowed, and a bulge of skunk slipped easily down his neck to disappear into his thick body. The skunk was only half Tim's height at best and if he hadn't seen Baloo eat Flower he wouldn't know the skunk was inside the bear.

"Party trick," Baloo growled, and stood up. "Gloria, mind if I borrow you for a minute?"

"Sure hon," said the hippo, and turned toward them. Baloo reached out and pried her huge jaws open, then crawled in. Tim watched wide-eyed as Baloo braced his feet on the floor and leaned forward and squeezed himself into the hippo's maw.

"Ooomf," the hippo said, and with a snap of her jaws all that was left of Baloo was a furry foot sticking out of the corner of her mouth. She lifted her massive head and swallowed and just as with Flower and Baloo, a bulge moved down her thick neck only to nearly disappear when it reached the hippo's belly.

"See hon," Gloria said, and slapped her belly. Waves moved through the thick fat and outlined for a moment the curled up shape of bear. Baloo wriggled inside her and the hippo giggled.

Out of the corner of his eye Tim saw the bulge in the cartoon giraffe's belly was still moving. Whoever it was had been in there for several minute and should have long since suffocated. He thought back on various cartoon and how the inside of a belly was always perfectly safe, more of a prison than a place to be digested.

"Hey, uh," Tim said, and stood up. He was curious now. Several sets of eyes locked on him as he stood, the bear and lion at his table, the lion at the hippo's, and a tiger in a sparkly outfit at the next one yet. A group of cartoon hyenas on the far side of the room grinned and giggled and Tim knew he had his pick of toons to swallow him if he wanted.

He only had eyes for Gloria. "Uh, do you mind if I -"

"Go ahead hon," the massive hippo said, and yawned.

Her fangs, or whatever the massive teeth in a hippo's mouth are called, were thick and blunt. A broad fleshy tongue covered with cartoon saliva was slippery against his hands. Ahead was a cartoon gullet as wide as his shoulders and Tim crawled in as easily as if he entered a sleeping bag.

Gloria leaned back and and Tim's legs slipped into her broad maw. A cartoon skunkette about Flower's size appeared from beneath the sparkly tiger's table, licked her chops, and accepted the cartoon money the tiger slid across to her.

"Thanks Bluebelle," the tiger dancer growled, but his eyes never left Tim's feet as they disappeared into Gloria's maw. It was not too late for her to spit him out if he changed his mind.

Tim didn't, or if he did Gloria paid no attention. With a snap of her jaws the feet were gone and Gloria swallowed. This time the size difference was such that the bulge in her neck was much smaller, and to no one's surprise it slipped down into her bulky body and disappeared.

"Wash him down?" Alex the lion purred, and pushed his beer over to her. Gloria nodded and poured the beer into her huge mouth.

Her belly twitched. Even on her huge frame the big bear and human together made a bit of a bulge. It changed shape as her playfully swallowed friends moved inside her.

A four foot tall cartoon skunk appeared at the door and made a beeline over to Bluebelle, who was only half his height. Pepe wasn't picky at all about who he fucked, but given a chance he went straight for skunkettes or anything that looked like one. He plopped his butt down on the seat next to the tiger and after a brief negotiation as to price she once again slipped under the table.

Pepe glanced over at Gloria's table, saw the moving bulge, and shrugged. "Party trick?"

"Yup," growled the tiger danger. He tapped on the table and purred as beneath the table Bluebelle did something to both of them at once.

"Not my thing, mon ami," Pepe said. "But maybe one of these days, with the right tourist."

Gloria looked down at her belly as the bulge changed shape. "Looks about time," Alex the lion growled.

"Yup," Gloria said, and leaned forward. Once again her great jaws gaped and she gagged briefly as Baloo came sliding out, slick with a thick coating of cartoon saliva and none the worse for wear. There was no sign of Tim or Flower, but the bear was suspiciously broader in the beam that before. He was only three times the size of the man and the bulge in his middle was obvious if you knew to look for it.

"He didn't expect to find my yawn at the bottom of your throat, but he was a good sport about it," Baloo growled.

"They usually are," Leo growled. "Your turn."

Baloo nodded and leaned over. Retching up the man took a lot more effort than when Gloria retched him up. Especially since Tim was curled up in a ball. Normally prey came back up headfirst or feetfirst, but Tim was curled up and would stay that way.

A mass of black and white fur bulged out of Baloo's maw and with a heave of effort Flower reappeared. The little skunk's limbs, head and fluffy tail were just attachments to a thinly stretched mass of belly. Just as Baloo's muzzle waited open at the bottom of Gloria's gullet, Flower's gaped at the bottom of Baloo's, and as two sets of swallowing muscles forced Tim into the bear's stomach there was nowhere to go but into the skunk's maw.

Flower was soaked in cartoon saliva and grotesquely swollen. The man he'd eaten was at least three times his size and the skunk was much, much too full to walk. He rolled helplessly over onto his side until Baloo reached down and rolled the skunk back up onto its bottom. Flower wrapped his little paws around the vast swelling in his middle so he'd stay upright.

"Thanks Baloo," Flower piped, and grunted as the lumpy bulge of man squirmed and kicked. The little skunk let out a long burp and the bulge shrank a bit as most of the air swallowed with Tim came back up.

One table away the bulge in the cartoon giraffe's belly was still moving. There was an audible slapping noise from inside the giraffe and Wallace lowered his long neck and gagged. The bulge reappeared in his neck and moved up toward his head. With a cough a slimy cartoon human slid out of his maw.

This Toon's animation style was much more realistic, being from one of the recent 3D computer-animated movies. It wasn't Tim's fault he thought the man was real. And like all toons he was essentially indestructible. He wouldn't suffocate or digest in Wallace's belly or even in a predatory toon's unless it was funny to do so, and even then he'd bounce right back.

"Aw, I missed it," he said as his eyes fell on the very wet and very swollen Flower. "How many layers deep was the Russian doll party trick this time?"

"Four," Flower piped. "Gloria swallowed Baloo, Baloo swallowed me and I swallowed this human. Just not in that order."

"And almost everyone had a good time," the man said.

"Almost," Flower piped, and stroked the weakly struggling shape of man that bulged out of his entire body. Toons didn't need to breathe, and were impervious to cartoon stomach acids. Humans weren't immune to either of those things. Flower belched, Tim kicked a last time and was still, and the first slow gurgles of digestion emerged from the swollen skunk's belly.

"This is going to take a while," Flower piped. "Leo, could you tell Hepzibah when she gets here that I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to miss our dinner date. Also tomorrow's, unless she comes to my place."

"You already had dinner anyway," Baloo said, and waved across the room. Two very fluffy and very realistic computer-animated raccoons from a modern show got a cartoon wheelbarrow out of a storage closet, rolled Flower into it and wheeled him off somewhere to digest his meal in peace. The little skunk let out a last belch as he was wheeled away and everyone laughed.

The bell at the door jingled as a human woman appeared at the entrance. She had the look of another curious college student much like slowly digesting Tim and she glanced around the room. Her eyes locked on the huge, sleek Zootopia tiger dancer and she made her way to that table.

By this time Bluebelle had reappeared from under the table and she, Pepe, and the dancer tiger shared a glance. Bluebelle was half Pepe's size and Pepe only half as tall as the tiger. The tiger pulled a chair over so the girl would have a place to sit.

"Pardon me," the girl said as she sat. "Everyone seems cheerful here tonight. What's going on?"

"Toon party tricks," the tiger dancer purred. "You can join in if you like."

It was all smiles at the table, and when the human wasn't looking Bluebelle licked her chops.