Drawn That Way

It's a beautiful afternoon on a Saturday. Today would be a perfect day to clean your messy apartment. But you don't feel like cleaning. You don't have the motivation to do anything right now other than lie in bed and not have to deal with life.

Getting over a breakup is never easy, especially if it was with the perfect girl. But apparently, your ex wasn't comfortable living out your fetishes. Your ex saw you as a misogynistic pig after discovering what you're into.

I have a good-paying job. I'm able to take care of myself. I didn't ask her for much. But because of my specific fetish, she thinks I'm the worst? I don't understand people.

Figure you'll try to do something today instead of lying in bed all day, you remove the blanket from yourself. Just as you sit up, you hear a knock on your apartment door. Who could that be?

Standing up from your bed, you make your way to the apartment door. Upon opening the door, you find a bald man wearing a mail delivery uniform holding out a medium-sized box toward you. He smiles at you, but something feels off about him.

"Good afternoon, sir. I have a package for you."

"I didn't order anything."

"Well, your name and address are on the package, sir." The man flips the box to show that your name and address are indeed on the box. Without giving you a chance to respond, the man hands you the box and starts to leave. "You have a good day, sir."

For a moment, you just stare at the package in your hands, wondering what could be inside. Eventually, you reenter your apartment, bringing the mysterious package inside. You shut the door behind you, and you enter your kitchen to place the box on the table. Grabbing a pair of scissors, you use them to open the box. What you find inside surprises you.

Inside the box is a sketchbook and pencils. Before and while you were in a relationship with your ex, you drew as a hobby. Your drawing skills are impressive, well beyond simple stick figures. But you lost the motivation to draw after your devastating breakup.

I definitely didn't order these. Looking at the open box, you see the package is from Amazon. There's no address other than yours on it. And when you check your phone, you don't see any money has been taken out of your bank account or an order for a sketchbook and pencils in your Amazon purchase history.

With no explanation on how you could have possibly gotten the two art supplies, you take them out of the box, deciding on what you should do with them. Maybe I could return them. But if I didn't pay anything for them, I probably won't get any money back... I guess I could draw for a bit. Perhaps that will cheer me up.

Taking the sketchbook and pencils to your bedroom, you push the pile of stuff on your desk onto the floor. The desk is a bit dusty, but you still place the book on the flat surface and open it to the first clean page.

With a sharp pencil in hand, you try thinking of what to draw. You're a creative person. But at the moment, your creativity and motivation to draw something original are nonexistent. You're left staring at the blank page, failing to think of something. Seconds pass, which turn into minutes. You've been struck by the terrible disease that temporarily halts a creative person's work, artist's block. Your pencil is ready to draw a masterpiece. But your mind is struggling to come up with that masterpiece.

Just as you're about to give up on drawing, a creative spark goes off in your mind. I don't have to draw something original. Perhaps drawing an already existing character will help get me back into art.

Deciding on which character to draw is an easy decision. You've recently rewatched Who Framed Roger Rabbit? So, the red-haired beauty Jessica Rabbit is fresh in your mind.

Putting your pencil onto the paper, you get to work drawing the fictional cartoon character. You start with the head. With your level of drawing skills, you're able to draw Jessica's face and hair pretty quickly, looking identical to how she looks in her movie.

When you get to drawing Jessica's body, you draw her chest as average-sized before pausing to look at your work, then deciding to erase. For fun, you draw Jessica with tits bigger than her chest actually is in her movie. Other details you alter of Jessica's canon physical appearance are making her iconic red dress show off more cleavage, giving her perfect childbearing hips, and giving her a plump ass.

It takes a bit of time, but finally, you finish the pencil sketch of Jessica Rabbit. You put down your pencil and sit in silence to admire your work.

For someone who hadn't drawn in a good while, I didn't do bad. I should try adding color.

Getting up from your seat, you leave the room. Your colored pencils are in your bedroom. But you decide to take a short break to grab a glass of water. As you do the simple task, your mind wanders again. I wonder if I could make some extra money by doing porn commissions. Maybe I could even start a Patreon. I'm sure people on the internet would be happy to see a new porn artist who actually draws their work instead of using AI.

With a full glass of water in your hand, you take a sip, then make your way back toward your bedroom. When you get close to your bedroom door, you hear movement coming from inside. Oh, no! Please don't tell me I have mice.

Fearing the worst, you place the cup of water on the floor and brace yourself for whatever you'll find inside your bedroom. But when you open the door, your mouth hangs open, stunned by what you see.

Somehow, the fictional cartoon character, Jessica Rabbit, is in your bedroom. She's fully three-dimensional but has a cartoon appearance instead of a realistic one. Her well-endowed breasts bounce as she looks around the room.

"Where am I? How did I get here? I have a show in five minutes," Jessica says, speaking exactly like the sultry, low-pitched woman she sounds like in her movie. All the moving she does makes her realize how enhanced her body is. She looks down at herself. "What happened to my chest?!"

Seeing Jessica caress her massive titties makes you hard. You're still speechless, still trying to process what you're seeing before you. But Jessica eventually discovers you're in the room.

"Hey! Who are you?"

You try to say something. But no words come out. Instead, your mouth just hangs open, annoying Jessica.

"Hello! I'm talking to you! Who are you and how did I get here?!" Crossing her arms under her breasts, Jessica unintentionally brings more attention to her chest, something she quickly notices. "Are you staring at my breasts, creep?!"

You finally find your voice. But before you can say anything, the pencil that is lying on the desk suddenly floats into the air. It floats right past Jessica, toward you, stopping to float a few inches away from your face. Without thinking, you grab the pencil out of the air and hold it firmly in your hand.

"What are you going to do with that?"

Staring at the pencil, you look at the eraser. You get an idea. You're not sure if it's going to work. But it's worth a shot. Using the pencil, you bring the eraser up to Jessica's red dress. Despite the eraser being tiny compared to Jessica's body, it takes less than a minute for the eraser to erase the red fabric off her body. Standing before you now is Jessica, wearing nothing but her purple gloves.

"What have you done?!" Jessica tries her best to cover her body with her arms and hands. But you can still see a decent amount of skin. "Draw me clothes to wear right now, perv! Only my husband can see me like this!"

Flipping the pencil around in your hand, you place the point on Jessica and get to work on drawing her clothes. But you don't draw her dress. Instead, you draw an outfit you find arousing when a woman wears it.

Despite your pencil being dark in color, it's able to draw the outfit you're drawing on Jessica in different shades of black and white. Like with the eraser, it doesn't take you long to draw Jessica a complete outfit, making you smile at what she's now wearing.

"There you go. That outfit looks perfect on you."

Looking down at herself, Jessica gets angrier. "What is this, you sick freak?!" Glaring back at you, she starts raising her hand, looking like she's going to smack you, but she stops. After letting out a furious grunt, Jessica pushes you out of the way, leaving the room in a hurry. She doesn't know where she is, but she knows she wants to get away from you.

When Jessica pushed you, she shoved you hard into your desk. Wincing in pain for a moment, you notice the page in the sketchbook you drew Jessica on is different. The sketch you did of Jessica is nowhere to be found on the page. But on the page at the very top is an underlined heading that says Jessica Rabbit in perfect handwriting. Underneath the heading is a short message that says 'Write personality changes and beliefs you want to make and add to your cartoon character brought to life.'

Using the pencil in your hand, you quickly write, 'Jessica will think I'm hot and sexy because I am a human. Jessica is my personal maid.' The running footsteps you heard down the hall stop. The sound of heels clicking gets louder as it appears Jessica is calmly walking back to the room. You turn around just in time to see her enter the room, looking at you with flirtatious eyes.

There's more seduction in Jessica's voice as she speaks, approaching you with a sway in her hips. "Hello, Master. Forgive me for running out. I completely forgot that I work for a handsome, young, human male like you as a personal maid. Should I get to work cleaning your messy apartment, Master?"

You smile as you nod your head. "Yes, please."

Jessica flashes you a cute smile before getting to work cleaning, starting with your bedroom. She turns around and bends over, giving you a good view of her other perfect asset.

For a few seconds, you're distracted by Jessica's ass, watching it sway hypnotically. But when you do finally manage to move your eyes away, you recall how Jessica said she forgot that she was your personal maid. You get another great idea.

Returning to the sketchbook, you write, 'Jessica is a dumb woman who mostly cares about her looks, being sexy, and sex. Jessica understands basic concepts and has common sense. Jessica is a happy airhead that goes with the flow.'

After writing this, you turn your attention back to Jessica. She stands up straight and turns around to face you. In her eyes, you see what looks to be swirling spirals. They last in Jessica's eyes for a few moments before disappearing, returning her eyes to their normal green.

Looking at you, Jessica flashes you a loving smile. You can tell her personality has changed from the way she now talks, sounding bubbly and seductive. "Cleaning while wearing this sexy maid outfit makes me so happy. The way you look at me makes me feel... What's the word?"

"Motivated?"

"No. That's not it." Jessica slides her hand up to her breast, caressing it through the cloth.

"Oh, horny!"

"Yes! That's it, Master! Seeing you look at me like that is making me so horny. I really hope you'll reward my hard work by giving me your hard cock, Master."

You smile at Jessica as your cock gets harder in your pants from her improvements. "That can be arranged. But only if you do a good job cleaning, my dumb maid."

Jessica lets out a dumb giggle before going back to work. As she cleans, she purposefully positions her body to make herself as sexy as she can be at all times. With her voluptuous body and her maid outfit, it isn't hard for her to stay sexy. Every now and then, Jessica will stop cleaning for a second to check that you're still looking at her.

With each second that passes, it becomes harder for you not to **** Jessica against the wall, lift her skirt up, and thrust your cock inside her. But you're able to control your urges. When Jessica is halfway done cleaning your room, a new idea of how you want to change her pops into your head.

When the cartoon woman is not looking, you take the opportunity to quickly write in the sketchbook, 'Jessica sees herself completely inferior to men, especially inferior to her Master. Jessica only sees herself as nothing more than a sex toy whose only purpose is to obey her Master.'

Like before, Jessica stops what she's doing to stand up straight, dropping the garbage bag she was holding. Her eyes are filled with swirling spirals for a bit before returning to normal. With her new personality implemented, Jessica goes back to work like nothing happened.

Walking up to Jessica to stand beside her, you kneel down to pick up a piece of trash off the floor. "Do you want me to help you, Jessica?"

Jessica smacks the trash out of your hand, looking slightly offended by your actions. But she still sounds happy as she says, "Don't be stupid, Master. Being dumb is my thing. A perfect man like you shouldn't be doing a woman's job. Leave a job like this for an inferior woman like me."

Having a massive smile on your face, you walk away from Jessica to let her continue her work by herself. As she cleans, you remain silent as you perv at the redhead, something she greatly enjoys.

It takes half an hour, but Jessica finally finishes cleaning your room. The airhead feels happy about what she accomplished. But soon, her mind only becomes capable of thinking of one thing. Approaching you, Jessica kneels before you submissively. She worships you by kissing your feet for a bit before looking up at you with lust in her eyes.

"Master. I know there's still much for me to do. But I'm so horny for you. Please, give me some kind of reward to mota... Motavi... Motivo... Please reward me, Master!"

It isn't hard for you to figure out what you want to do with Jessica. Looking down at her, you're drawn to her exposed cleavage. Unzipping your pants, Jessica lets out an audible gasp upon seeing your large, hard cock.

"Since you did such a good job, Jessica, you can have the honor of giving me a tittyfuck." Jessica shivers with excitement from your words. She removes her breasts from her top, nearly ripping the fabric apart. But looking at Jessica's bare chest, you get another idea. "Actually, hold on a second, Jessica. Stand up for a minute."

While confused, Jessica still does what you ask. She's slightly upset that she has to wait longer to feel your cock between her soft pillows. But she only gets more confused when you grab the pencil off your desk. "What are you doing, Master? Why aren't you letting me worship you?"

"I'm going to improve you more. Don't move, Jessica." With the pencil, you erase Jessica's tits. The cartoon lady isn't the least bit freaked out that her impressive asset is gone. In fact, her smile grows bigger as you start drawing her a new pair of orbs. Once you've finished drawing, you take a step back to admire your latest work.

Happy to have a new and improved chest, Jessica reaches her hands up to grab her ginormous tits. Her hands can barely cover the jiggling flesh. But they're so much fun to play with.

"Oh, thank you, Master! I love my new titties. They're the perfect size to worship that massive, human cock of yours." Jessica lifts her impossible-sized breasts up and down, mimicking the motion of giving a tittyfuck to an imaginary cock. "Please, Master. Can this dumb, inferior woman worship you like the God that you are?"

Immediately after you nod your head, Jessica gets back on her knees, where a slut like her belongs, and wraps her soft orbs around your hard shaft. Your rod is just big enough that the top of it can be seen sticking out of Jessica's cleavage.

Despite Jessica's breasts being bigger than basketballs, the weight of them are about the weight of an average woman's breast size. This allows Jessica to move her tits up and down at a rapid pace without tiring herself out quickly.

To Jessica, the only thing on her mind is her desire to make you feel good. Her pussy is dripping wet, and her horniness increases every second. But she fights the urge to remove a hand from her breast to rub herself. Your pleasure comes first. Even a dumb whore like her knows that.

"How does my cock feel between your titties, slut? Are you happy that I'm even letting a worthless slut like you touch me?"

Jessica looks up at you with submissive eyes. "Yes, Master. You are so kind to me. I know I don't deserve to be your sex toy. But I'm honored that I found a human male who treats me better than my pathetic toon husband."

My ex would never have allowed us to do this in the bedroom. With this sketchbook, I can draw myself a harem of the hottest fictional characters to fulfill my perverted desires!

"Since you've done such a good job worshipping my cock with your titties, you deserve a reward. Open your mouth, slut."

Without hesitation, Jessica opens her mouth wide. A second later, you cum. A bit of your cum manages to land inside Jessica's mouth. But most of your seed winds up on her face or chest, making her look sexier than she already is.

Closing her mouth, Jessica swallows your cum down her throat before reopening her mouth to show you it's empty. "Your cum tastes delicious, Master. Thank you for covering me in your cum."

After unwrapping her cum-covered breasts from your cock, she stands up to her full height. "I'll get to work on cleaning the rest of your messy apartment, Master."

Turning around, you see Jessica's firm ass bounce underneath her skirt as she makes her way to the door. Your cock quickly hardens again, and you have no desire to let your sex toy leave when she has some unfinished business.

You grab Jessica's arm to stop her from leaving. Then, you **** her to bend forward on all fours. The redhead doesn't resist you, making it easy for you to lift her skirt up and rip off her panties, exposing her dripping pussy. Thinking she knows what you're doing, Jessica shakes her ass in anticipation.

Without wasting a second, you slide your rod inside Jessica. She lets out a soft moan as her pussy accepts every inch of you. The only thing she wants right now is to be fucked, to be used like she's nothing but a hole. And thankfully, you're the perfect male to make her feel that way.

"Oh, fuck! Yes! Fuck me, Master! Fuck your horny slut with that human cock of yours! My pussy is already in love with it!" Jessica lowers the top half of her body onto the floor, her breasts acting like a cushion, while her ass is left high in the air for you to fuck. She reaches one hand behind her back to grab her ass and spread her cheek.

You thrust your hips faster, making your **** moan louder. Oh, man! Jessica's pussy feels even better than my ex's. That bitch is nothing compared to a hot cartoon.

"Ahh! Master! Your cock is so much better than Roger's in every single way! Your cock is perfect for dominating pathetic whores like me! Being fucked by you makes me feel more alive than when I perform!"

Raising your left hand up, you bring it down quickly, smacking Jessica's ass. "Forget about your husband, Jessica. Forget about your old life. Don't ever talk about them again. I'm the only man you need in your life. You'll have a new life with me, serving me as my sex ****!"

Jessica nearly cums when you spank her ass again. "Ahhh! Yes! You're right, Master! Forgive me for bringing up my meaningless past! My life has meaning now thanks to you! I have a purpose! Being a sex toy to a human! Thank you, Master! Thank you for bringing me here!" With another spank to her ass, Jessica's pussy tightens as she cums. Her beautiful, drawn-out moan is like music to your ears.

During her mind-blowing orgasm, Jessica's womanly legs go weak. But she keeps her ass high and proud in the air for you. She knows her being fucked isn't for her pleasure, but yours. "Ahh! Master! I know I'm not worthy enough to ask, but can you please cum inside your slut?! I would be honored to feel your jizz filling me up!"

Knowing you're getting close to reaching your climax, you don't think you can slide your cock out of Jessica even if you wanted to. Her pussy is just so good. You don't respond to Jessica's question. Instead, you thrust the fastest and hardest you can, making your **** only able to let out gibberish moans.

"Fuk! Ant tnk! So guwk!"

A few seconds later, the moment you've been waiting for has arrived. With a mighty thrust, you release your cum inside Jessica.

Both you and Jessica let out loud screams as the grand finale of your fun plays out. Jessica nearly collapses onto the floor, but she manages to keep herself standing, preventing both of you from falling.

Feeling every drop of cum in her womb, Jessica is a panting mess as you slide yourself out of her. "*huff* *huff* "Tha-"*huff* "Thank you for filling my pussy with your warm, hot, manly cum, Master. I feel so full. What would you like your sex toy to do now, Master? Would you like to fill me up again?"

Even though she's exhausted, she's willing to go another round. Seeing as you have nothing to do today, what you'll be doing the rest of the weekend is pretty clear. Who knows? You might even call in sick on Monday to give yourself another fun day with Jessica and your new sketchbook.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. This chapter and new series were something Cmo532 and I came up with after he private messaged me about me doing a chapter featuring Jessica Rabbit. Somehow, that conversation led to this. I actually like this concept of drawing fictional characters to life.

I do plan to write more for this series. The next chapter I publish will be the second chapter of this series. But I do want help in deciding who should be featured for the third chapter and beyond. So, I've created a poll.

https://strawpoll.com/xVg71vXwzyr

Vote for the order of characters to be featured in the series after the second chapter of the series. You guys can vote for 5 characters. Voting ends February 15th.

Until I see you all again, I hope you have a nice day.

I generated all images in PixAI.