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Dennis wore a very stereotype brown detective outfit with a small brown hat. With him was a cartoonish looking suitcase, while Dennis himself was in his 30s, and a slim human male. While he looked human, the world that surrounded him was that of a cartoon world known simply as 'Toontown' the world where cartoons lived, where crazy shenanigans of inflation, deflation, explosions, and even transformations happened to other cartoons.

Dennis was currently investigating strange disappearances around this cartoon city called 'New Yonkers', a play to 'New York' which looked quite a lot like the city it impersonated. Still, all of the disappearances all had one thing in common, namely that all of the toons that vanished were male, and straight.

He sat in a stereotype detective office. It was a small corner office in a small building. Papers littered the floor and desk, while Dennis looked through the computer about any clues.

In addition to the strange disappearances, there was also an increase in gay buff men, all with hyper dicks, but he couldn't find a way to connect the two cases.

There was suddenly a knock at the door, and a woman entered the office. The woman was very busty, and very furry. She was an anthro rabbit cartoon character, one that measured just slightly over six feet tall, and designed to ooze with sex appeal. Her red hair glided down the front of her face, and covered one eye before it circled behind her, and stopped just short of her head. Her long red dress covered her from head, to her knee. She had absolutely huge rabbit feet, and walked in barefoot. "You're detective Dennis, aren't you?" the furry anthro woman said, in a lustful tone. "My poor husband went missing, and I'm hoping you can help me find him." Her long rabbit ears draped behind her head, and she winked at Dennis.

Dennis grimaced at the woman. She looked like she would have been attractive to certain furry crowds, but her buck teeth was a turnoff. Well, that and she was married. "There have been quite a few toons that have vanished. Have a seat and tell me what you know."

The woman took a seat on a poorly made seat, straight across from Dennis. "His name was Walter Bunny." The woman pulled a photo out from her large chest, and handed it to Dennis. "He's a little dumb, but sweet. He said he was invited to a night club one night, VIP access. I just wanted him to return at midnight, but he never came back."

Dennis took a look at the picture. It was a pretty average looking male bunny. Brown mustache and beard, a little fat, and clearly straight since he was married. "What night club did he get invited to, if he told you miss...Bunny, I assume?"

"The 'Big Guns' it was called, and yes, Bunny. Jen Bunny. I did some lookup on the club, and it was a gay men's club. Not that I judge such clubs, but I found it strange Walter would, not only get an invitation to one, but actually go to one."

"That is a little odd indeed." Dennis had heard of the club, it was a club a few miles away from his office. Even he got an invitation, but he had casually tossed the invitation in the trash a week ago. "Not that such a club is a big deal, but I will take my investigation there. Thank you for the help Jen." The detective said with a nod.

"I just hope he's safe, wherever he is. I know so many vanishing cases go bad, there was one time when toons were being...erased...and I would have hated for that to happen to him." Jen frowned a bit. "I also am aware that happened many years ago, but still..."

"Ma'am, I promise I'll do whatever I can to find your husband, and bring him home safe." Dennis was all too familiar with that case, but his detective training taught him never to look at the worst case scenario. Ever since then, no cartoon ever was erased. It meant that the world only became more and more populated, since cartoon characters never technically aged, but the world of Toontown was big enough for infinite cartoon characters.

"Thank you detective. Please, keep the picture if it will help your investigation." Jen stood up, and lightly bowed. "I'll leave you to your work, good day." With that, Jen took off. Her little bunny tail visible with a small hole in her dress.

"She looks like a knock off character of a knock off character." Dennis said to himself quietly once Jen left. Still, it was a clue about the disappearances. It was still fairly early in the day, but for the world of toons, the time of day meant little. Dennis grabbed the picture and put it in what he called his 'hammerspace' which was basically a pocket behind him that allowed him to stow anything, and remove anything, from behind his back, so long as it related to his job as a detective. He couldn't pull out a machine gun, but he could pull things like handcuffs out, or a pen and paper. Now he could also pull out the photo he stowed away.

Dennis got directions on his computer, and then left his toon office, and into his toon car. Like so many other cartoons, his car was alive, complete with blinking eyes. All Dennis had to do was say 'Big Guns club' and the car drove off with him in the driver's seat, although Dennis wasn't the one doing any driving. By the time he arrived at the club, it was already night, thanks to how the strange world of Toontown worked.

The 'Big Guns' club had a neon sign of a large buff dog chest, arms, and a big grinning face. Lights flashed to imitate the dog flexing, although as this was the toon world, the dog was actually technically a 'living' thing, and did all different kinds of flexes, including bending himself quickly and reshaping his body into an infamous 'Eat at Joes' sign.

The club had a long line of toons waiting to get through the double doors, and a large shark bouncer that stood at a whopping 12 feet tall, full of muscle. His eyes were spread wide, and his shark muzzle was as wide as a person's body. A large sharp fin stuck out of a black muscle shirt, and his short jeans did little to hide a very obvious human-shaped cock bulge between his legs. A long tail ran down his back, and raised up about three feet to deny people entrance. Even when toons tried to sneak in, his huge shark tail easily whapped them away, and the bouncer didn't even look back to notice it.

Dennis grimaced at the sight of the long line. First thing was first though, he got out of his car at the front door, and patted the side of his car. "Find yourself a good parking spot, I'll whistle if I need you."

"Sure thing!" The car actually spoke. The front of the car's mouth opened and closed, while its eyes were the lights. With a loud "Vroom, vroom," that the car said aloud, it sped off to find a good parking spot.

"If only real cars could behave like that." Dennis said with a chuckle. "They don't even use gas, either." He recalled there were special toon cars that ran on semen and fucking, not that he judged such people that bought those cars, but they were definitely strange. He shook that thought out of his head, and approached the bouncer. He did not have the time to wait in that line that stretched around the building, and out of sight.

The shark bouncer stared down at one of the men that waited. The shark flashed its fangs, and then turned to Dennis. "Back of the line." He spoke in a deep bass voice.

Dennis looked up at that shark, and crossed his arms. The shark definitely looked dangerous, but he had to hold strong. "Sir, I'm a detective, and I-"

"I don't care what your roleplay fetish is." The shark cut off Dennis. "You go to the back of the line, like EVERYONE else." He leaned down to Dennis. His huge shark face inches from his face. It was then that a shaggy cat anthro with overalls tried to sneak in, but the shark's tail whipped him away underneath the velvet rope that helped guide the line. The line then stepped forward, the shaggy cat lost his place.

"I'm a REAL detective." Dennis pulled his badge out of his pocket.

"Hah, yeah." The shark glanced down at the line. "There's like four cops farther down there that are waiting to get in, so there's NO way in hell I'm letting a," he raised his arms and held up two fingers, "detective, in." he said, with air quotes.

Dennis had to look down the line for himself to see if there really were cops. He could make out a few people in blue outfits down the line. With a frustrated sigh, he looked back at the shark. "Maybe I can just ask you a few questions then, if you're not going to let me in?"

The shark stood back up fully. "Humph, go ahead, I guess." He was a muscular buff bouncer, but he didn't want to come off as THAT rude.

"Did a man by the name of 'Walter Bunny' visit your club within the past few weeks?" Dennis took out a notepad and pen from his hammerspace.

"Shit ton of bunnies come in here on a regular basis. I don't pay attention to their damn names either." The shark replied, while his eyes glanced away from Dennis, just to keep an eye on the door.

Dennis raised a brow at that. There was something off about that statement the shark said, and he could tell right away what it was. "I never said he was a bunny. I just said that his last name was 'Bunny', so...DO you know him?"

The shark grimaced slightly at that. He wasn't that big of a thinker either, so he just had to tell the truth. "Yeah fine I know him. The guy was a fucking pervert, he talked about all of these perverted gross things he liked doing. I'm shocked the club owner didn't ask me to deny him entry, even WITH a fucking pass."

"I don't need to know details about his fetishes." Dennis commented. He doubted that stuff would aid him in his search. "When did he leave, and did he say he was going anywhere after?"

The shark shrugged. "He went to the 'No Tell Motel' for some business, I don't know what business exactly, and it ain't my job to find out. Let me guess though, you want to talk to the club owner?"

Dennis wrote down the name of the motel in his notepad before he heard the shark's offer. "Oh yes," he put away is pen and paper. "If you'd be so kind, I would love to-"

"Then back of the line!" The shark shouted, his fangs clearly visible with his mouth open so wide, that he could have ate Dennis whole if he desired.

"I ah..." Dennis could see all of those rows of sharp teeth, that huge tongue, and even the shark's uvula. "I'll pass. Thank you for your assistance." Dennis walked away from that shark, and pulled out his cell phone.

The cell phone rang, and the one who picked it up, was not a human, but Dennis' own car. "Hey, ready to go." He said. Only moments after Dennis said that, the car didn't even respond, it merely drove up beside him in a flash. With a chuckle, Dennis hopped into the driver's seat. "We need to go to a place called the 'No Tell Motel', heard of it?"

"Nope, but my GPS will get us there in a flash!" The car replied, and moved a bit as he did. The way the car moved could only have been explained with cartoon physics, and thankfully Dennis' seat adjusted when the car talked and moved. The car spoke through the radio, and the GPS system on it automatically set itself for the motel. Once set, the car spoke "Zoom, zoom, zoom!" and then, took off.

"The motel sounds like a shoddy place used for back-alley deals." Dennis said to himself. While the car drove itself, Dennis did some investigation with his cell phone. "Perhaps Walter wasn't as loyal to his wife as she would like to think."

The 'No Tell Motel' was located in a bad part of the city, as indicated from the gunshot noises once Dennis arrived. It was a two floor motel with each door accessible from outside, shaped in a small L. A metal fence haphazardly surrounded the motel, filled with rust and holes. The entryway was a swinging gate with a broken lock. The motel also had a pool, though it was empty, complete with blood splatter that spelled 'Get out' on it.

Dennis hopped out of the car, and grimaced at the sight. "Looks about right." He turned to the car, and patted his hood. "Before a swarm of vicious thieves steal every single part of you except your body, go and park in a safe spot away from here, alright? I don't care if it takes you ten minutes to get back to me."

"Yeah, sure thing boss." The car drove off less than a moment after Dennis told him to go somewhere safe. The car was all too familiar with how run down places of the city worked, and he wasn't a fan of getting completely dismantled in three seconds.

With the car gone, Dennis walked over to the motel management entrance. It was still nighttime, but the motel was open 24 hours.

The interior of the management office was just as shoddy as the outside. The carpet was purple with littered red and black spots, shaped like sprinkles. There was a single vending machine, although with the lights off it didn't seem to be working. A sign up on the wall said 'We don't ask questions' on it.

There was also lone desk, and a fat goat man on the other side with a brown back, and white front. Upon seeing Dennis walk in, the man leaned on his arm. "How long you staying?"

"Not very," Dennis responded. "I'm wondering if a man by the name of 'Walter Bunny' checked in at any time." He put his detective badge on the desk. "I'm Detective Dennis, and I'm looking into his disappearance."

"Disappearance?" The man scoffed. He took a look at the badge. "Check the register for yourself." He pointed to a small book on the table. "If he's a bunny though, I can tell you I see a shitload of bunnies come in, usually they come in two at a time, and they leave with about six kids."

"Sounds about right for cartoon rabbits." Dennis grabbed his badge, and took a look through the register. Walter hadn't signed in tonight, so he flipped a page back, and then another. "Four nights ago it looks like..." Dennis said quietly. "Strange though." He was able to see the date Walter came in, as well as the room number he was given, but the 'check out' box, was blank. "He never checked out?"

"Yeah, he might still be here if that's the case, feel free to check his room if you really want." The man shrugged. "I never had one bunny come here alone though, so if his last name IS Bunny, then he sure isn't a rabbit."

Dennis thought that odd, Walter Bunny sure looked like a bunny in the picture provided. "Well then, thank you." Dennis left the management room, and went upstairs to find room 3-B. Most windows to most of the rooms Dennis passed by were shut with blinds. One room had the blinds open and the words 'Help me' written in blood, while another room Dennis could both see, and hear, electric shocks, and a man screaming. Dennis just dismissed it all as cartoon logic. Characters could be flattened, expanded, shocked, all sorts of crazy things in this world of toons. Not that Dennis got involved in such antics, he took his job seriously as a detective. He was never afraid to run a cartoon over with a steamroller though, only because he knew they would be fine moments later.

Dennis made it to room 3-B, and knocked on the door. "Walter, are you in there?" He called out. He waited for an answer for a good minute before he knocked again. Dennis figured he wouldn't answer the door, it would be a little too easy. He reached down, and checked the handle. The door opened slowly, surprisingly, and revealed the interior of the room.

The hotel room was just as shoddy as the rest of the hotel itself. A lone bed, likely riddled with bedbugs, and a small television on a slightly bigger stand. A nightstand sat next to the bed, and a small light was overhead, both of which were currently turned off.

Dennis stepped inside, and tried the light switch, of course it didn't work. He pulled out a flashlight, and turned it on. "Walter? Are you in here?" He checked the bed, nothing. He walked farther inside, and he heard a creak come from the door that led to the bathroom. "Are you in there Walter?" He had to be brave. The room was so dark, that he could only see his eyes, and wherever he aimed his flashlight.

Dennis slowly walked to the bathroom door, but as he put his free hand on the knob, he heard a low bass growl behind him. It didn't sound like a bunny, the growl sounded more vocal. He turned around slowly, and shined the flashlight on what looked like a gorilla. The gorilla was a mix of human, and anthro. While the gorilla was black and hairy, he stood on two legs just fine, with his arms a bit longer than that of a human. The gorilla bulged with muscles. He was also completely nude too, and revealed his huge cock that dangled down to his knees, and balls bigger than tennis balls.

"Nice gorilla..." Dennis slowly put his back up against the motel wall. He mentally cursed for not having a banana on hand, or something of the sort. He slowly shifted to the corner, and stared at the huge monkey. He couldn't help but look down at the gorilla's crotch too, not that he was into such things, but it was hard to miss that huge cock, and those massive balls.

The gorilla stared at him with furrowed brows and a grimace. His massive arms hung almost as low as his huge cock. "You...who you?" The gorilla said in a gruff voice, and clear anger in his tone. "How you open door?"

"My name is Dennis, I'm a detective." Dennis tried to remain as calm as possible. The gorilla looked mean and buff, but he sounded a little dumb. "For your next question, if you'll allow me to show you, I just simply turned the knob." Dennis slowly made his way back to the door. "If you don't mind me asking, who are you?"

The gorilla scratched his head with a pinkie. Aside from the black fur, he was bald. After a moment, he answered. "Me Walter. Me come to hide, me lock door. No one should find Walter now, but you found Walter now."

"You're Walter?" Dennis made it back to the door, and placed one hand on the knob. "Walter Bunny?" Dennis reached into his hammerspace, and pulled out Walter's photo. He looked at the photo of the slightly chubby bunny, and then at the muscular gorilla. Even if Walter was one to wear suits, there was no way that the person in this picture, and the gorilla were the same toon.

The gorilla nodded rapidly. "Yuh, yuh. Me had bad time at club, me escape and hide. Me brain feel tingly weird, hard to diso...diso...say no to stuff."

"The 'Big Guns' club..." Dennis said quietly. There must have been more with that club that met the eye. No wonder cops were trying to get in there! "You find it hard to say no to stuff? Can you elaborate? Or rather, explain if you don't know what elaborate means."

"Club take me to VIP room. Club pour stuff on me. Club change me. Club tell me to fuck men, and me LIKE to fuck men now. Me not always like that. Me like to fuck women before!" Walter threw his arms up in frustration. "Me fuck men like Club want against me will. Me found way out. Now me no know how change back. Me want change back. Me want go home!" Walter let out a primitive hoot, and jumped up in the air. Thankfully, his huge muscular arms had nothing to grab onto the ceiling, so he just crashed down on his feet, which also looked very much like hands, as he was a gorilla.

"Okay. Listen carefully Walter. I'm going to go back to that club, and I'm going to find out what's going on. I'm going to get proof of this, and I'm going to find a way to get you back to normal."

The gorilla nodded. He had to think for a moment before he spoke more. "Can me come?"

Dennis had to think about that. A partner wasn't a bad idea, especially when he had to get past the bouncer. "Sure Walter. Let's get going." He opened up the door.

Walter looked amazed at how easily Dennis was able to get the door open. He let out a low "whooo" before he walked out. His arms hunched over, but they didn't quite drag on the ground.

Dennis signaled his car using his phone. It took a good amount of time for the car to arrive to pick up Dennis, solely due to how it parked so far away to begin with, but once it arrived, Dennis hopped into the driver's seat. "Open the back door and get in, Walter." Dennis said casually.

Despite how Dennis spoke casually to Walter, Walter's eyes whitened slightly. "Yes." He answered in a monotone voice. He opened up the car door, and stepped inside of it. He sat in the center of the back seat, with his nude legs spread to show off more of that cock of his.

Dennis glanced back at Walter oddly. He did recall Walter found it 'hard to say no' to things. "Change both body, and mind...I don't know of any toon place that does that." Dennis spoke quietly, before he turned around, and with the help of his animated car, drove right back to the club.

The drive back to the club was short. Dennis got out at the front, but then he glanced back to Walter. "Listen Walter, I want you to stay in the car, okay?"

The line at the club hadn't even moved during the time Dennis was gone. The same toons were in the same spot, waiting to get in.

Walter slammed his fists on the backseats. Thankfully, the seats were padded, so it absorbed his powerful slam. "Me want come in and help!"

Dennis grimaced at the huge hulking gorilla. If the club changed him, it would certainly be alert to that gorilla. If Walter obeyed orders so easily though, he couldn't risk going into the club with someone who might turn on him if they knew Walter's weakness. "You might cause problems if you come in, especially naked." Dennis tried to think of some reason to not upset Walter too much.

"Lots toons go in naked!" Walter quickly retorted. Indeed, an anthro bunny and duck stood side by side, both male, both with their cocks hanging out, both were in the line and waiting to go in. Various other anthros were naked and waiting to get in, and even some walked along the sidewalk with no intention of going into the club were naked. Just about all of them were male however.

"Right. Toon world." Dennis said quietly. So many cartoon characters were naked on screen, it didn't surprise him to see them naked in line. "Fine, but you must listen to me Walter. Nobody else, got it? That's an order."

Walter's eyes whitened briefly before he nodded. "Yes. Listen to you. No one else." His eyes soon returned to normal, and Walter gave Dennis a confused look. "We going now?"

"Yes, let's go now." Dennis opened the door for Walter, and together, they walked up to the bouncer. Once close enough, Dennis puffed out his chest. "I'd like some priority access into your club. As you can see, I brought a member with me."

The shark's fangs flashed towards Dennis briefly. "I thought I told..." he paused at the sight of Walter. The shark fell silent for a moment, as he stared into the gorilla's eyes. "Right, I see you brought a member with you, go on in." the shark's behavior suddenly took a 180, and he moved out of the way.

Dennis wasn't one to complain about how much easier that was to get in with Walter. Apparently, having him around was a good idea after all, if only to get into the club. "Let's go Walter." He took Walter's furry hand, and went inside.

The club interior resembled that of a combination of a dance club, with a stripper club combined. A dance floor in front of a stage lit up with blue tiles of varying degrees of intensity, the colors changing from darker, to lighter sometimes rapidly, and sometimes slowly. The stage itself jutted outwards with a circular end that made the stage itself look like a large flat cock, with a single pole at the tip. Two smaller bulges were at the end, as if to show off the 'balls' on it.

The club also had a small bar off to one side, while the other side had a hallway that led to the backrooms, and bathrooms. The club was filled with huge men, all of whom were naked, and most of whom were muscular, and jacked.

Dennis couldn't believe the sight before him. Upon first glance, it did indeed look like a gay men's club, and here he was inside of it. "If I had a wife, she would kill me for being in here." He muttered to himself. Still, he had work to do. He glanced over at Walter, and then at the hallway. "Let's get going."

Before Walter could respond, the dance music overhead paused briefly. "Hey, hey!" a deep male voice spoke. "It's time to bounce up and down, and shake that cock of yours like there's no tomorrow!" it sounded almost like a DJ announcing it was time for a special dance of sorts.

Walter's eyes whitened as he heard the DJ. Without a word of argument, he walked to the dance stage, and began to dance, a lot of it consisted of bouncing, and flopping that massive cock and balls of his up and down in the air.

Dennis watched Walter walk away to the stage. "Walter? Walter! Come back here!" he called out, though as the dance music began to play once more, Dennis swore his voice was drowned out, as Walter didn't hear him. With a frustrated sigh, he went down the hallway in direction of the bathrooms.

The blaring music suddenly sounded as if it were behind a brick wall when Dennis got to the hallway. The hallway had a single lone light overhead, as well as a bathroom for men, and women. A door to the back was at the very end of the hallway, with a keypad on the knob.

Dennis glanced down at the keypad briefly. For a toon world, it certainly had some very real ways to lock doors. "Let's see..." he tried to think of a number that might work, a number given to all of their employees, or people who needed access to the back. He tried the basic '1234' as well as '9876' but no luck to either. He then thought about Walter. "I wonder if they taught him the combination. He seems pretty big and dumb though, so I doubt..." Dennis tried one more combination. '0000' and, sure enough, that opened the door. "Of course, when toons become big dumb morons, there is literally no other number they can remember." With a chuckle, he entered the back of the dance studio.

The back room had a large assortment of boxes, a small table with a television, and a large safe. It seemed like a fairly generic back room. Dennis knew there had to be more to the room though, especially if Walter was turned into a big dumb hulk.

Before Dennis had a chance to explore that much however, a shadow crept out from behind him, and slapped him hard with a blackjack, enough to knock him out cold.

Dennis awoke with a groan. As his vision came to, he glanced around to get a good view of his surroundings. He was definitely in a new part of the club. He could hear the music thump up against the wall in front of him. The room was fairly dark otherwise though. It wasn't pitch black, but he could only make out the stone floor near him, and as he raised his head, a huge vat above him, with a small hole pointed directly down towards him. A small light brown cork kept the vat sealed. The vat was see-through, and had green liquid in it.

"Oh good, you're awake." A large white bunny approached him with a smirk. The white bunny was absolutely jacked with muscles, and a human shaped cock so big that it almost dragged on the ground near his big bunny feet. His testicles swung as low as his knees, and his ears were big enough to hide his face. That face of his looked small on his muscular frame, and while he wasn't hyper by any means, large would have been an understatement.

Various other muscular men surrounded the bunny, a raccoon, a lion, and a rat. All of them muscular, and all of them well hung, with grins on their faces. Water was there too, with a blank stare, and an expressionless face.

"Walter! What do you think you're doing?!" Dennis shouted. "Snap out of it! Get me out of here!"

Walter did not react. He simply stood there. His stare seemingly went right through Dennis, and to the docks doors barely visible behind him.

The large white bunny chuckled through his big buck teeth. "He's a big dumb gorilla who takes orders now, but our orders override any other ones. We told him specifically not to listen to you, just in case." He glanced at Walter. "He wasn't even a sexy bunny like me. Go on Walter, tell this man just how much better looking I am than you ever were."

"I was fat, and you are sexy." Walter replied in a monotone voice, surprisingly intelligent. "I was tiny, and you are hung. You are better than me in every way then, and even now."

"Good boy Walter." The big bunny turned back to Dennis. "Now, what should we do with our curious mouse?"

"I say we run him over with a steamroller." The buff raccoon said in a sly tone. "See if he inflates back up after being flattened, just like a toon."

"Strip him down, tie him up, and stick his ass out a hole to be used by other club members in the bathroom." The lion said. He had a very furry body with his mane, and he spoke with pride.

"Why not turn him into a mouse if he sneaks around like one?" The rat said. His pink tail lashed out happily. "Of course, not as big as me, and hey, I've always wanted to order around a tiny mouse. Maybe we can make him one of those trap mice. They would do pretty well on the market."

"You can't turn humans into cartoon characters." Dennis muttered. Something he thought to be true. Sure, cartoons could be redrawn and made totally different, but not humans. Not that either of the other ideas sounded any more appealing. He had a strong feeling he was going to end up dead with whatever method they tried. He wasn't a toon character, and toon villains usually overkilled their torture. While 'hero' toons could often survive any kind of torture that toon was put through, no human would have been able to do the same.

"Then you don't know about our latest ink. I wanted to call it 'Buff-Boy Blue', but it turned green on us." The Bunny walked over to one of the support beams that held up the vat, and smacked his white paw up against it. "I do think converting him to our cause is an EXCELLENT idea. Not that he'll know what any of those words mean soon enough."

Dennis could feel his heart pound in his chest. He glanced over at Walter, and he had to wonder if Walter suffered the same fate. It would explain why he wasn't a bunny anymore, but still, for a human to be able to become a toon? That was still impossible in his books. "You wouldn't dare." He struggled to get out of that chair, but to no avail.

"Why not? It gets rid of someone who is trying to stop us, and instead converts them to our side. It's quite a LOVELY idea." The bunny glanced over at Walter. "Walter, I want you to go over to that string, and pull it on my command."

Dennis looked at the bunny confused, but when he glanced back as best as he could, he saw a small string dangle in the air. As Dennis looked up, he saw the string connected to the plug of the vat above him, to the green goo that looked like a cartoon liquid. "Walter, don't do what he ordered."

Walter walked over to the string, just as the bunny ordered him to, and grabbed onto it with his muscular hand firmly. "Me...not...want...but...me...must." he said slowly, as if he was trying to fight his own urges mentally, but his body didn't fight the bunny's orders at all.

"Come on Walter, fight it!" Dennis shouted. "Remember who you are, and what we're doing here. We're here to stop them, not join them!"

The bunny chuckled as he watched the two. "Walter is too far gone, as will you soon be. Walter. Pull the string. You'll get yourself a nice fuck buddy afterwards."

Walter's dim eyes lit up at the thought of another fuck buddy. With little hesitation, he pulled hard on the string. The cork on the vat above Dennis unplugged, and the green liquid soon poured all over Dennis's body.

The liquid was swift to pour over Dennis. It had a strange ink smell to it, but all it did was soak Dennis. It left no visible trace on him. It just felt as if cold water had ran onto his body, and that's what it looked like afterwards.

Dennis grimaced at the bunny. "You see? Humans can't change. Now, let me out of here, and maybe you can ask for the insanity plea in court."

"It takes a little longer for humans to change physically, but mentally you should already be obedient. There is one way to find out." The bunny grinned. "Say 'I'm a stupid detective, and I love big bunny cock.'"

"I'm a stupid detective, and I love big bunny cock." Dennis found himself saying. He blinked a few times afterwards, and shook his head. "Gah." Maybe he just said it because he wanted the bunny to THINK he was obedient? Yes, that must have been it. Surely, he wasn't going to listen to some giant rabbit.

"Hah! Wonderful!" The bunny let out a laugh. "Untie him Walter, he's of no threat to us now." The bunny grinned at the detective. "And you will never harm anyone, unless I tell you otherwise. If you attempt to, your attacks will become just light strokes instead. You also cannot hold onto a gun, or a pair of handcuffs, if your life depended on it."

Walter did as he was asked with little hesitation. Normally, the gorilla was too stupid to even open a door, but when he was given a command, he knew exactly how to perform it expertly.

Dennis stood up, now free from the ropes that restrained him. He felt his mind grow hazy when he heard the bunny's command, but he knew such things couldn't work on him. Dennis was a good cop though, he didn't shoot anyone with a gun unless the person he shot at also had one. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his hammerspace. Before Dennis had a good grip on them though, the handcuffs suddenly slipped from his grasp, and onto the cold hard stone floor. With a grimace, Dennis reached down to grab the cuffs, but his fingertips just slipped from them. Despite the sheer size of the handcuffs, he just couldn't hold them. Now, he was getting scared. He could feel his heart pound heavily, and his body sweat.

"Good boy. Now, you're going to transform into a toon. You are going to get aroused from it." The bunny stated. It almost sounded like an order, though it was hard to tell.

Dennis wanted to strike the furry creature, but before he had a chance to rush him, his pecs suddenly bulged outward to a hyper size. It was such a sudden and craze burst, that it looked downright silly on his human body, with such a toonish change. His pecs reverted back down, but they didn't quite shrink all the way. He was still incredibly muscular up top, and then the muscle slowly spread throughout his body. He was a fairly normal person who didn't work out too much, but now he was quickly beginning to look the opposite. Amazingly, his clothes didn't rip when his muscles bulged, they just grew with the size.

"Ah good, you might LOOK like a normal human, but your body, and even your clothes, are already taking on the toon state of weird growth while keeping your clothes on. Go ahead and get naked, you don't need those silly clothes anyways."

Dennis wanted to deny the bunny about becoming a toon, but the rapid expansion on his body could only have been explained by being part toon. Upon being told to undress, he found his body obeyed with little hesitation. His torso was very muscular at the top, and while his waist was powerful, as well as his legs, it wasn't nearly as much as his chest was. His arms were also growing, and getting very powerful, and all Dennis could do was watch. "Change me back!" Dennis shouted. It was only after he shouted was when he heard his speech. He sounded almost just like Walter when he spoke. He recalled Walter wasn't bright, but he knew he was. He knew two plus two was...22? Yes, that sounded right.

"Very good, very obedient, let's try some more...subtle changes." The bunny grinned. "You are now gay. The sight of big muscular men turns you on, and gets you excited."

Dennis rolled his eyes at such a command. Surely, such a thing couldn't work. He wasn't gay, he wasn't even bi-sexual. Not that he judged people who were. He glanced over at Walter though, and he could feel his cock...throb between his legs. He imagined him fucking the gorilla's ass, and the gorilla returning the favor. The thought was horrifying, but at the same time, he could feel his body get aroused from it. As his cock pulsed and throbbed, it did so harder, and more visibly than a normal human's shaft. A glance down, and he saw his cock and balls actually began to swell. With every throb they made, his shaft, and balls, were permanently just a little larger. Throb, swell, throb, and swell.

"Oh, that looks PERFECT. I wonder what animal you'll change into. Toon humans are too boring, you just have to be a buff anthro of some kind. Scary ones usually work." The bunny chuckled.

Dennis would have countered with asking why a bunny would be 'scary', but his mind had slowed significantly. He opened his mouth, but a mere "Uh..." came out of it. His skin began to change into a light green color, though his chest was a much lighter green. His spine cracked, and a tail slowly pushed outward. His cock continued to throb and pulse, while his balls swelled. By now, his shaft was a foot long, and half wide, while his testicles were as big as two tennis balls side by side.

"Too stupid to respond huh? About what I expected." The bunny leaned back. "Tell you what, the sooner you finish changing, the sooner you and the gorilla can go fuck each other. That should encourage the changes to go faster."

Dennis glanced over at Walter, and then Walter's own cock, that seemed to be throbbing to life as well. He had to fight those urges he had to jump on that muscular body of Walter's, and go to town. He was a detective! The tail he grew, continued to expand until it was three feet long. It started out thick, but then slimmed down to the very tip. Small spikes grew out on top of his spine from the tip of the tail, and grew up his body, up to the hair on his head that shed. "I'm not...fucking...fuck...gorilla." Dennis said slowly. He was in a mental struggle with that dumb brute in his head. Even if he himself didn't feel intelligent at all by this point, he wasn't going to become some dumb toon for them to abuse.

The bunny couldn't help but watch with an amused face. "You will. You are free to fuck the gorilla if you wish. Walter? You can NOT fuck the...alligator? Yes, I think he's becoming one. You cannot fuck the alligator, until he fucks you first. You are more than welcome to encourage him to do it, though."

Walter slowly approached Dennis, and he stared at that muscular body. His gorilla arms reached up to Dennis's broadening shoulders, and his hand slowly traced down to Dennis's own. "Me...like...big...gator."

Dennis refused to believe he was changing, but as he felt those muscular hands of Walter's, he felt his green skin dry up into a more leathery texture, but it also looked so...fake and bright in color, just like a cartoon. His fingernails changed into claws, just as his toenails did, and his face slowly pushed out into a muzzle with the noise of stretching, and bone crunching sounds. Small fangs popped out from the top and bottom of his growing mouth that were once his normal teeth. "Not...going...to..." he couldn't help but move his waist up against Walter's thigh. Dennis could feel his own cock pulse harder, as if it wanted to cum, as if it HAD to cum. He could feel the last bit of his humanity slip away into his testicles. He had to fight it, yet as his body became scaly and bright colored as a toon, far more simplistic than any human, it was hard to fight. He could feel his mind grow tired. It would be so easy just to give in and fuck that gorilla's tight, firm ass.

Walter's big hands then reached down Dennis's body, and stroked that slowly bulking cock. The cock easily grew to two feet tall, and one wide, with balls almost as big as basketballs. The shaft was light green, like the rest of his chest. It looked, and felt, very human-like, even if the rest of his body was far from it.

Dennis's muzzle was that of a toon alligator. His nostrils flared and pushed up to the left and right, while his tiny sharp teeth jutted out from that long muzzle. His eyes slowly faded into yellow alligator eyes, positioned as high up as his nose was. A long spiked spine went down his back, down to his spiny tail. His body was buff, but he lacked nipples. His feet became three toed claw tips, while his arms were much of the same. He was a toon, he was buff, and he was horny. Walter's hand was enough to drive him to orgasm, and those new huge balls of his pulsed load after load of his seed out in the open. As a buff well hung toon, his cum amounts were obscene, and with that orgasm, so went the last of his humanity.

Dennis blinked a few times after his orgasm. His body fierce, but his eyes dull. He was dumb, obedient, and still horny, even after the orgasm. "Can...me...fuck...gorilla now?" Dennis asked, slowly.

The bunny nodded in response, amused by the sight. "Of course. Gator can fuck gorilla."

Happily, and dumbly, Dennis proceeded to do just that. Nothing more than a loyal alligator that served the muscular bunny for whatever he needed. No longer was he a detective, but now a toon, one that fucked Walter, and fucked him eagerly.