The sound of unzipping was heard and it took April a second to realize that Jessica was taking off her dress! The reality of the situation sunk in even more and she fought to get up, but still could not break away from Jessica's grip. "Ah, ah, ah, this interview isn't over yet." her guest reminded her. Looking away from her for a second, April naturally cried out “Someone help me!”

Unfortunately, April had to remind herself that she was all alone in the room. If that wasn't perfect enough, the cameras were still rolling and her rape was soon going to be on every television in America.

“Someone help!!!” April yelled. She was about to raped by this woman and hoped in vain that someone watching would call the cops. She couldn’t even reach her turtlecom since it was in her dressing room. Just as April shouted though, the sound of a dress hitting the floor was heard, and she slowly turned her head back and expectedly saw that the only shred of clothing that Jessica Rabbit had on was her purple gloves.

Anyone who saw this on TV whistled and cheered at such a sight. Her butt was so big and fat, always pushing out her dress like a bumper. Such a plump and huge caboose, yet both cheeks were perfectly toned and her waist was so small. One of the cameras actually moved around to the front for a better shot and showed what everyone else already knew, that Jessica’s gazungas were as massive as they looked. Each mammary was so supple and perfect, artists would want to immortalize them and their perfection could bring any man to weep with joy, and Jessica meanwhile had no back pain whatsoever. Only a toon could have such eye popping body and it was right on top of April’s body.

April couldn’t help but stare at the bare chest before her and feel some inferiority on top of her fear at being in the presence of this rack. She found it hard to look away, trying to remind herself of what this woman intended to do her and that she was still on the air. A shocking surprised then occurred though, as Jessica actually tilted April’s head up, uttering a phrase that she had never used before “Eyes up here, sweetheart.”

Part of April foolishly hoped that meant this whole thing was over and the interview had been one big joke, but look in Jessica’s eye hadn’t changed. She licked her pouty lips slowly for the cameras and to see April shiver, and that continued as Jessica bit one of the fingers on her glove, and slowly yanked that thing off. Just seeing that made April shudder, and she had no idea why, but before she could ponder, the woman on top of her asked the reporter “Do you remember how I often tell people ‘I’m not bad, I’m just drawn that way.’ ?” To which April nodded, and once the second glove was tossed aside, the fully naked Jessica Rabbit pushed her body into April’s, pressing their faces as close together as they could be without kissing, and told her “I lied.”

Wrapping her hands around her head, Jessica once more pulled into a kiss. Her tongue filled the reporter’s mouth as she now found the strength to scream too little too late. April’s muffled cries went unanswered and the room went silent, with only sound not coming from her was from the sloppy kiss. As she lapped at April’s throat, Jessica ground her boobs into April’s chest, squishing those pillowy mounds into the smaller bosom of the reserved woman. Feeling her resist was so funny to Jessica and as her kisses grew more and more furious, she bit on April’s lower lip and tugged it back. A painful yelp radiated her clenched teeth, and then April had the woman’s legs wrapped around her right before she returned to making out.

Such skill with her in a chair made April believe Jessica was a stripper as well as a singer. Not very hard to believe, but what was unbelievable was that this stripper was able to get HER motor started! April had never felt any drawn to other women, at all, period. Jessica however knew all the places to please that drove everyone wild. Her tongue alone electrified every inch of April’s mouth that it prodded and she could have this girl cumming in seconds, but where’s the fun in that? No, she wanted to play with this prude for as long as she could.

April gasped for air as soon as Jessica pulled away from her mouth. Seeing hers still connected to that smiling floozy’s with a strand of saliva made her sick, but she quickly found herself unable to breathe again, or even see. With a simple heave upwards, Jessica’s cleavage had swallowed April’s whole face, but that was all. Jessica wanted the girl to hear as much as she felt what she did next.

“Such yummy hooters, maybe you missed your calling in life April.” An annoyed bark jiggled Jessica’s boobs and she smiled. Although nowhere up to pair with her girls, even through the jumpsuit, those tatas were perfectly outlined and as she held each in her hands, Jessica stroked their curvature. April squirmed even more beneath her, but that made Jessica squeeze her jugs tightly, which made April scream, which then had Jessica flex her own knockers to shut her up. If she wanted to, Jessica could crush someone’s head with her lovely and deadly boobies, but instead, just as April had stopped moving, Jessica threw her onto the table.

“Ow.” As April rubbed the back of her head, she felt Jessica’s weight as she jumped back on top of her. Looking at her in the eye, she looked like a hungry predator ready to devour her prey and April was near tears at this point. Before she got the prude naked though, Jessica titled her head to the side, right into the lens and told April “Smile for the camera.”