Mikaela Banes.
Elisa Maza.
The mechanic girl and the toon detective.
The neon lights of the animated New York City danced around Mikaela as she stumbled through the streets, her heart racing as she tried to comprehend the world that had so suddenly engulfed her. She had been caught in a Decepticon's energy blast, and when she had opened her eyes, everything had changed. The concrete jungle was now a whimsical playground of colors and shapes she had never seen before, and she was the only thing that looked out of place.
"Hold it right there!" A voice echoed through the night, and Mikaela's eyes darted towards the source. It was Elisa Maza, a stunningly beautiful woman with dark blue hair and piercing brown eyes, dressed in a red leather jacket that hugged her curves. To Mikaela, she was like a walking cartoon—everything about her was so exaggeratedly perfect that it was almost comical. But the look on Elisa's face was anything but amusing. "You're under arrest for being a public nuisance!"
Mikaela's eyes widened. "What? I'm not doing anything!"
Elisa took a step closer, her hand on her gun. "You're not from around here, are you? That's just it—you're not supposed to be here. Now, come with me."
Mikaela's instincts kicked in, and she bolted, her legs pumping as she sprinted away from the toon cop. The chase was on—through the vibrant streets, weaving in and out of traffic that honked and squealed in protest, across a bustling park where the grass felt spongy beneath her feet, and all through a skyscraper that seemed to stretch to infinity. They crashed into a hotel, the lobby a kaleidoscope of whirling shapes and patterns, and Mikaela took the stairs two at a time, her lungs burning as she climbed.
Finally, on the top floor, she found an empty room and dove inside, slamming the door behind her. She had no idea what was going on, but she knew she couldn't let this animated woman catch her. The lock clicked, and she slumped against the door, panting heavily. But she hadn't anticipated Elisa's determination. The door burst open, and the toon detective pounced, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and arousal that sent a shiver down Mikaela's spine.
Elisa was on top of her in an instant, pinning her to the bed with surprising strength. "You think you can run from me?" she growled, her hands moving to rip away Mikaela's clothes.
"Please, I don't know what's happening!" Mikaela protested, her voice trembling with fear and confusion.
Elisa ignored her pleas, her own voice thick with desire. "You're mine now," she murmured, her thighs spreading Mikaela's apart. "You're going to do exactly as I say."
Elisa than strips herself naked as Mikaela tried to get away. The 3D human woman and toon woman now naked together on the bed. Mikaela looks up into the beautiful brown cartoon eyes of Elisa. "You can't do this."
"Oh, but I can," Elisa smirks, her hand tracing down Mikaela's trembling body. She straddles Mikaela's face, the scent of her arousal filling the room. "And I will."
Mikaela's eyes go wide as Elisa lowers herself, the wetness of her sex pressing against Mikaela's lips. "Lick me," Elisa commands, her voice velvety and demanding.
Mikaela's mind raced, but her body obeyed. She tentatively licks at Elisa's clit, the taste unlike anything she's ever experienced—sweet and tangy, like a fruit she's never tasted. Elisa gasps and arches her back, her hips bucking slightly. "Yes, just like that," she purrs.
The chase had left Mikaela's body feeling alive with adrenaline, and she finds herself getting lost in the rhythm of pleasing Elisa. She slides her tongue inside her, feeling the ridges and folds of the toon pussy, the softness that belies the hard lines of Elisa's body.
"Oh, fuck, yes," Elisa moans, her fingers tangling in Mikaela's hair. She grinds down, her thighs squeezing Mikaela's face as she rides her tongue. Mikaela feels her own arousal building, a warmth spreading through her core, her pussy aching to be filled.
Elisa senses it, a smug smile playing on her lips as she lifts herself off Mikaela's face. She turns around and sits back down, her own pussy now hovering over Mikaela's pussy. "Now, let's see what you can do with this," she says, pushing her pussy onto Mikaela's.
The sensation is overwhelming—the heat, the wetness, the softness of flesh against flesh. Mikaela can feel Elisa's clit pressing against her own, and she can't help but respond, grinding up into the toon detective.
"Fuck, yes," Elisa groans, her body shuddering as she cums for the first time, her juices mixing with Mikaela's. Mikaela's own orgasm follows quickly, her body convulsing beneath Elisa's weight.
Mikaela breaths heavily as she feels her and Elisa's clear cum covering her pussy. A mix of human and toon female cream. "That's the firist time I've ever been fucked by a woman."
Elisa smirks as she whispers into Mikaela's ears. "I'm far than done with you."
Mikaela's eyes widened with surprise and she gulped nervously. "What do you mean?" She than starts to grind her pussy against Mikaela's again. Elisa's D-cup breasts bounce only like cartoon breasts can. Elisa wants to ride Mikaela into at least three more orgasams before she cums again herself.
Elisa's hand slammed down on the bed beside Mikaela's head, the mattress bouncing slightly with the force of it. "I mean," she says, leaning in close, "you're going to be under house arrest with me. And while you're there, you're going to be my personal... entertainment."
Mikaela's eyes darted around the room, searching for a way out. But she knew she couldn't escape—Elisa was too strong, too fast. With a resigned sigh, she allowed herself to be used again, her body responding despite her mind's protests. Elisa's pussy was like a living work of art, and Mikaela found herself lost in the sensation of the toon's grinding against her own, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through her.
Elisa's eyes rolled back in her head as she came again, her body shaking with the force of her climax. She leaned back, panting, and looked down at Mikaela's flushed face. "Now, that's a good little girl," she cooed, her voice dropping to a seductive purr.
Mikaela felt a strange mix of emotions—humiliation, anger, and a deep, primal desire that she couldn't deny. She had never felt so alive, so... desired. And as Elisa began to grind again, she gave in to the feeling, letting her hips rise to meet the toon's.
The room was filled with the wet sounds of their pussies slapping together, their breaths mingling in a symphony of passion. Mikaela felt the beginnings of another orgasm building within her, and she knew she couldn't hold out much longer. "I... I can't..." she moaned, her body tensing.
"That's right," Elisa whispered, her voice a siren's call. "Give it to me." And with that, Mikaela came undone, her body shaking with the force of four powerful orgasms, each one sending her higher than the last. Elisa's own orgasm crashed over her, and she collapsed on top of Mikaela, their bodies sticky with sweat and cum.
When Elisa finally pulled herself off Mikaela, she was grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Now, let's get you cleaned up," she said, her voice still thick with desire. "You're going to need to be presentable for when we get to my place."
Mikaela nodded weakly, unable to argue. She allowed Elisa to lead her into the shower, the hot water cascading over their bodies as the toon detective washed her thoroughly. It was almost gentle, the way Elisa's hands glided over her skin, scrubbing away the evidence of their encounter.
Once they were clean and dressed, Elisa placed a pair of handcuffs on Mikaela's wrists, the cold metal a stark contrast to the warmth of their earlier embrace. "Let's go," she said, her grip firm as she led Mikaela out of the hotel room and into the night.
The ride to Elisa's house was a blur of color and sound, the animated world passing by in a whirlwind. When they arrived, it was a small, cozy apartment, filled with the scent of Elisa's favorite candles and the faint hum of jazz music playing in the background.
"This is your home now," Elisa said, pushing Mikaela inside. "You'll be safe here. But remember, you're my prisoner. You do what I say, when I say it."
Mikaela looked around, her heart racing. "What happens now?"
Elisa's smile was predatory. "Now, we see just how much pleasure I can wring from that pretty little body of yours." And with that, she closed the door, locking it with a firm click. Mikaela belonged to Elisa for good.
Mikaela felt a shiver of fear mingled with excitement as she was pushed down onto the bed, her wrists still bound by the handcuffs. The animated world outside was forgotten as she stared up at Elisa, who straddled her waist, her eyes dark with lust.