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The mink was sleek and short, with white fur, a long Champaign-colored furry tail and a matching mane of head-hair. She was sitting across the table from a cartoon lion much less humanoid in build. Minerva could pass for a human in a tight-fitting fur suit and mascot head, while Leo, currently sat in a chair, could walk on all fours and pretend to be a normal, non-talking cartoon lion.

Minerva also had clothes in the form of a snug fitting red dress that reached from her cleavage to halfway down her thighs. Leo was naked but for cartoon fur. A quick glance down his belly showed that he had no naughty bits. As with many toons, those only appeared when needed.

There were only a few people in the back room of the toon bar and Leo didn't miss how alertly Minerva watched the door each time it opened.

"Hungry?" Leo growled. "You could just order something."

Minerva smiled. "You know me. I have certain tastes."

"A little discretion is a good thing," the cartoon lion growled. He was at least five times the mink's size. They were occasional lovers, but mostly just friends.

Her attention snapped to the door, but it was just a huge cartoon rooster. There were a couple of those hereabouts, the talking Foghorn and the nonverbal Boo. This was the latter.

Minerva's eyes followed the rooster and she licked her chops. A drunk Foghorn was once swallowed whole by a hungry cartoon weasel a fraction his size and she'd seen the result, the little weasel's legs unable to reach the floor past the vast swelling of his meal.

"He would make quite a bulge," Minerva purred.

"Go see if he's interested," Leo growled. Foghorn was ultimately spat back up by the weasel as almost always happened when toon ate toon. Boo would likewise only be a resident in Minerva's stomach until she got bored or he caused enough of a ruckus to get her to cough him up.

Once in a while the swallowed toon passed all the way through the pred, escaped through a door in their belly or by other toony means. In any case digestion was not something toon prey needed to worry about. Being eaten could be a toon's role, an inconvenience, or even entertainment if the prey toon was into that sort of thing.

The door opened again and Leo sighed. This time the new entrant was a college-age human who eagerly scanned the room. The cartoon shirt with the animated mascot would be a dead giveaway if his behavior hadn't shown why he was here.

"Looks like you have a fan," Leo growled, for the shirt featured Minerva pirouetting and taking a bow. The college student must have just bought it here in Toontown since non-character toons faded if away from the district too long.

"So I do," Minerva purred. She was all smiles when the man's eyes locked on her across the room.

"Don't spoil things," she said out of the corner of her mouth to Leo. The lion smiled and took a drink from his cartoon beer.

"Oh wow, you're really her," the fan breathed when he got to their table. He looked Minerva up and down, radiating fanboy energy.

"The one and only," Minerva purred, and gestured at his shirt. "You know that will fade in a week or two if you don't bring it back here regularly."

He was a handsome man, young enough to be a college freshman and quite fit. A bit of acne, but that would pass as he got older.

"It's okay," he said. "I hope to come back, but probably not enough to keep the shirt."

Minerva looked him up and down. She pushed back her chair and stood. "My," she purred, walking a circle around him to get a look from all sides. "You're in good shape." He was least a full head taller than the cartoon mink and quite muscular.

"Crew team," the student said. "Just started this semester. Lots of rowing."

"You must know your way around water creatures," Minerva purred. "Ever met a mink before?"

"No, uh," he said, a bit taken aback by the attention. "I've just seen the cartoons. Don't know a thing about them."

"Well, I'll have to teach you then," she purred, and took him by the hand.

The lion kept his mouth firmly shut as she fed a toonbuck into a slot in the wall. Leo was hardly innocent in these things. Minerva was simply more aggressive. She went after what she wanted. Leo had been the target of her interest before and had no complaints. He certainly wasn't going to spoil things for her now.

The student couldn't believe his luck and let himself be led into the little room the toonbuck opened. The door clicked shut behind them and Leo took a drink from his cartoon beer.

Not two minutes after the two disappeared there was a thump on the other side of the wall that made the framed theatrical cels rattle. Leo nodded as the sound of a struggle communicated itself through the thin wood. They really needed to insulate the rooms better. Sometimes you could hear the bedsprings squeaking.

Sometimes it was two toons getting it on, but human tourists often ended up in the little rooms with their toon crush, or simply with a random horny toon they picked up. This time was no different. Well, it was a little different.

There was a thump and the narrow door popped open a fraction. Leo drank down the last swallow of beer and slipped through the door, closing it before anyone could see what was going on inside.

Minerva and the tourist were both naked and on the bed. That was no surprise. Minerva was swallowing him headfirst and only his hips and kicking legs remained outside her maw. Also not a surprise.

Leo watched the already huge bulge in her middle change shape as she worked her muzzle over the college boy's hips. She probably straddled him and waited until he was distracted by the sex before yawning.

He was bigger and stronger than the mink but she'd gotten her cartoonishly stretchy jaws over his shoulders before he reacted and with his arms in her throat the only thing that would keep him out of her stomach was the mink changing her mind.

Minerva did not change her mind. Leo grabbed a pillow from the floor and popped it between the student's feet and the wall. This absorbed the worst of the kicks as Minerva swallowed the boy's ass and began to work her way down his thighs.

People were used to noises from these rooms but if things got too crazy in here the bartender might poke an inquisitive nose in the door. If other human tourists saw what Minerva was doing it could spoil things for everyone.

Leo watched as with a great effort Minerva lifted her upper body from the bed. She braced herself with her hands and raised her muzzle, turning her gullet into a smooth slick chute with a mink stomach waiting at the bottom. The boy's knees slipped into her maw and Minerva tensed, swallowed, and swallowed again.

Focused on her meal, she ignored Leo as the boy's feet slid into her mouth. Between the noises and what he saw after entering the room, Leo figured it took her several minutes to swallow her prey. He could have done it in seconds but he was much larger than the mink. Swallowing someone a third your size is far easier than taking a meal bigger than yourself.

Minerva closed her muzzle over the college student's toes, swallowed, and purred as the shape of his feet moved down her neck to join the swelling in her middle. The college boy was half again her weight, at least, and she sprawled out on her side as the bulge in her middle thrashed and kicked. Minerva was smaller than her meal but she was very strong and she wrapped her arms around the bulge and pulled her knees up against it to muffle the struggle. Even her Champaign tail curled around to help.

"Nicely done," Leo growled. "It's better to have a big fight like this in private."

Minerva let out a long belch and giggled. "I thought you were going to waggle your finger at me. 'Tsk tsk, be nice to the tourists Minerva'."

"That would be two-faced of me," growled Leo, who had eaten his share of tourists and fucked a few too. Sometimes right in the bar in front of everyone, even. "As long as the rest of them don't work it out, it's fine."

The struggle in her swollen belly was weakening. The Crew team college guy was strong but he was running out of air. He would suffocate before her stomach acids really got going, which was a mercy.

Toons couldn't digest other toons but human food - and humans - was another matter. Minerva would be holed up here for a whole day or more recovering from her huge meal. Good thing the little rooms came equipped with a toilet. Toons didn't normally even have assholes, much less have to poop, but when they ate real food it had to go somewhere. When it was needed, Minerva's asshole would appear, and bit by bit what used to be the college boy would be flushed into the Toontown sewer system.

Leo gathered up the student's clothes where he had strewn them on the floor in his haste to fuck Minerva. The clothes went into the trash. He'd drop the wallet and phone off in the Lost and Found as usual. It was a common thing for people to disappear when visiting Toontown. Most went into various cartoon settings and were happy to stay, eventually becoming toons themselves.

A few got eaten instead. This one, who only knew that cartoon minks are horny and not how hungry they also are, got a trip through Minerva's bowels. He wasn't the first human to disappear down her throat and if she had anything to say about it he wouldn't be the last.

"These fans," Minerva purred. "Like this one. He just wanted my body." There was a last kick inside her as she relaxed her grip on the bulge, and a long digestive gurgle emerged from beneath her fur as acids began to fill her stomach.

"Which is fine," the mink said. She let out a last burp, probably the air from the boy's lungs, and licked her chops. "Because all I wanted was his."