
A Mobster's Morsel - Part 1 (Vore)
My All Creation deuteragonist, Jobe, has already been eaten by fifteen Disney villains, one of whom has eaten him twice -- Legend of Tarzan villains Tublat, the evil gorilla, and Kaj, the evil Leopard Man who worked in the service of Queen La, Merlock, the main villain of Duck Tales: the Movie - Raiders of the Lost Lamp, even a human predator, Stromboli, the gypsy serving as a minor villain from Pinocchio, the feral form of the evil Shere Khan from The Jungle Book, the anthro form of Shere Khan from Tale Spin, Tick-Tock, the evil, Hook-obsessed crocodile from Peter Pan, Sewernose de Bergerac, the evil, opera-loving alligator from one episode of Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers, Boll Weevil, the evil oat tycoon from one episode of DuckTales, the sinister Bankjob Beagle, one of the seven infamous Beagle Boys from DuckTales, the deadly Sa'Luk, the Cassim-replacing King of Thieves from Aladdin and the King of Thieves, the dastardly Dark Dragon from American Dragon Jake Long, the "Honorable" Sherriff of Nottingham from Robin Hood, the sinister duck demon Paddywhack from Darkwing Duck, the evil Taurus Bulba from Darkwing Duck, and most recently, the evil, crafty, conniving Mr. Walrus from Alice in Wonderland! We now continue this series of comics involving Jobe getting eaten by more of my favorite Disney villains. As I have said before, I'd always imagined them making meals out of me. As Jobe is based on me, appearance-wise and personality-wise, he'd be the closest thing I could have to me getting eaten by these villains myself. So I could live it vicariously through him, so to speak.
In this short story, Jobe has re-formed from his digestion and absorption by Mr. Walrus, and has now moved on to his Disney world, re-forming for his second trip to New York City as seen on Chip 'n' Dale - Rescue Rangers. This time, he's found himself in the mansion of local mobster Ignatz "Ratso" Ratzkiwatzki. And despite being a human, Jobe will learn that he has the same surprising characteristic to him that Stromboli and Sa'Luk did, and he will likely end up meeting the same fate that he met during his encounters with them. . . .
Oh, wait. You don't know who Ratso is? Not surprising, since he only appeared in one episode of Rescue Rangers. Here is his Disney Wiki entry here. And the episode in which he appeared, "Out of Scale," can be found here.
I have to once again thank
ViceXXX for his willingness to take on his third human predator. Aside from a few slight discrepancies, Ratso looks mostly spot-on and made for a great predator! Thanks so much, my friend!
“Thank you, Mr. Rocco, Mr. Moose,” Jobe said as he walked into the home office, a slight smile on his face as he looked back toward the two thuggish men who had just led him there.
It was a very elaborate home office. One that was carpeted, had its walls filled with pictures and portraits, a massive bookshelf full of books, and a large desk for working. In the corner was a closet door, but it didn’t seem to be in use as of now. There were also train tracks running through the office, leading through a large hole in the wall that would take it to other rooms of the large mansion that he was visiting.
Careful to avoid the toy train tracks before him, Jobe stepped toward the desk. “Well, let us hope that whoever this man is, he can do more for me than anyone else,” he said to himself. “But it might just lead into another mealtime for some other predator, but I am resigned to it if it is.”
Jobe had been the victim of so mealtimes since he’d been on his sudden journey through many different worlds. It was a journey that had started as a trip to see an online friend of his from another world, Dr. Sarah Corwin from Central City. But it had turned into a nightmare when she fed him to an evil ally of hers — a superintelligent gorilla named Gorilla Grodd, who had eaten him alive and digested him. He had then repeatedly run into other hungry villains from other worlds — an evil, feral gorilla named Tublat, an evil Leopard Man named Kaj, a sinister wolf magician named Merlock, an evil gypsy and puppeteer named Stromboli (a rare human predator he’d met along the way), an evil, feral tiger named Shere Khan, an anthropomorphic form of the same tiger, a sneaky crocodile named Tick-Tock, an insane, opera-loving alligator named Sewernose de Bergerac, an evil dog and oat tycoon named Boll Weevil, another dog, a beagle, named Bankjob Beagle, who was one of the infamous Beagle Boys, an evil, murderous thief named Sa’Luk (and another rare human predator), an evil dragon called the Dark Dragon, an evil, ravenous wolf known as the “Honorable” Sherriff of Nottingham, an evil demon duck named Paddywhack, an evil bovine crime lord named Taurus Bulba, and most recently, an evil, sneaky, jobless drifter of a walrus known only as Mr. Walrus. Each one of them had caught him, tasted him, devoured him, and even digested him, after which he had re-formed in a new location.
And it had happened to Jobe yet again. He had re-formed shortly after his digestion by Mr. Walrus and was now in the home office of someone who was . . . well . . . fairly known in his current location: New York City. And he was hoping that he wouldn’t be a meal for this person or anyone else in his current world.
But he was about to be.
He reached the desk at that moment, and then began to wait for his host.
He needed to wait for less than a minute before the host in question arrived.
“Ah, you must be the one,” said a voice from behind him, causing Jobe to perk up just a bit.
He turned around to see whom it was.
It was a middle-aged Caucasian man of a fair, medium-sized height. He had a fairly wide, muscular build to him. He wore a gray pinstriped suit and black boots, and he was bald, with a thin upper lip and an enormous, shiny, purplish-gray lower lip. He had an obvious accent to his voice, which lent to him sounding Italian.
The man seemed calm and nice . . . but Jobe was soon going to find that all was not as it seemed. . . .
“My boys said you were waiting for me in here,” the man said. He then walking toward Jobe with a hand extended. . . .
Part one of a commission by
ViceXXX.
In this short story, Jobe has re-formed from his digestion and absorption by Mr. Walrus, and has now moved on to his Disney world, re-forming for his second trip to New York City as seen on Chip 'n' Dale - Rescue Rangers. This time, he's found himself in the mansion of local mobster Ignatz "Ratso" Ratzkiwatzki. And despite being a human, Jobe will learn that he has the same surprising characteristic to him that Stromboli and Sa'Luk did, and he will likely end up meeting the same fate that he met during his encounters with them. . . .
Oh, wait. You don't know who Ratso is? Not surprising, since he only appeared in one episode of Rescue Rangers. Here is his Disney Wiki entry here. And the episode in which he appeared, "Out of Scale," can be found here.
I have to once again thank

“Thank you, Mr. Rocco, Mr. Moose,” Jobe said as he walked into the home office, a slight smile on his face as he looked back toward the two thuggish men who had just led him there.
It was a very elaborate home office. One that was carpeted, had its walls filled with pictures and portraits, a massive bookshelf full of books, and a large desk for working. In the corner was a closet door, but it didn’t seem to be in use as of now. There were also train tracks running through the office, leading through a large hole in the wall that would take it to other rooms of the large mansion that he was visiting.
Careful to avoid the toy train tracks before him, Jobe stepped toward the desk. “Well, let us hope that whoever this man is, he can do more for me than anyone else,” he said to himself. “But it might just lead into another mealtime for some other predator, but I am resigned to it if it is.”
Jobe had been the victim of so mealtimes since he’d been on his sudden journey through many different worlds. It was a journey that had started as a trip to see an online friend of his from another world, Dr. Sarah Corwin from Central City. But it had turned into a nightmare when she fed him to an evil ally of hers — a superintelligent gorilla named Gorilla Grodd, who had eaten him alive and digested him. He had then repeatedly run into other hungry villains from other worlds — an evil, feral gorilla named Tublat, an evil Leopard Man named Kaj, a sinister wolf magician named Merlock, an evil gypsy and puppeteer named Stromboli (a rare human predator he’d met along the way), an evil, feral tiger named Shere Khan, an anthropomorphic form of the same tiger, a sneaky crocodile named Tick-Tock, an insane, opera-loving alligator named Sewernose de Bergerac, an evil dog and oat tycoon named Boll Weevil, another dog, a beagle, named Bankjob Beagle, who was one of the infamous Beagle Boys, an evil, murderous thief named Sa’Luk (and another rare human predator), an evil dragon called the Dark Dragon, an evil, ravenous wolf known as the “Honorable” Sherriff of Nottingham, an evil demon duck named Paddywhack, an evil bovine crime lord named Taurus Bulba, and most recently, an evil, sneaky, jobless drifter of a walrus known only as Mr. Walrus. Each one of them had caught him, tasted him, devoured him, and even digested him, after which he had re-formed in a new location.
And it had happened to Jobe yet again. He had re-formed shortly after his digestion by Mr. Walrus and was now in the home office of someone who was . . . well . . . fairly known in his current location: New York City. And he was hoping that he wouldn’t be a meal for this person or anyone else in his current world.
But he was about to be.
He reached the desk at that moment, and then began to wait for his host.
He needed to wait for less than a minute before the host in question arrived.
“Ah, you must be the one,” said a voice from behind him, causing Jobe to perk up just a bit.
He turned around to see whom it was.
It was a middle-aged Caucasian man of a fair, medium-sized height. He had a fairly wide, muscular build to him. He wore a gray pinstriped suit and black boots, and he was bald, with a thin upper lip and an enormous, shiny, purplish-gray lower lip. He had an obvious accent to his voice, which lent to him sounding Italian.
The man seemed calm and nice . . . but Jobe was soon going to find that all was not as it seemed. . . .
“My boys said you were waiting for me in here,” the man said. He then walking toward Jobe with a hand extended. . . .
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