In the near future humanity has designed many ways to combat a rising population and limited resources. One way is Digital Dominion. Your mind is uploaded into a fully functional computer generated world while your body is destroyed. Once inside you can live any life you choose. Digital Dominion is broken into various worlds including Fantasy, Circus, Small Town, Jungle and Cartoons. Assisting humanity are purely artificial beings known as NPCs. (Non-Playable Characters). To keep hackers out and the citizens inside in line the Dominion counts on the brave men and women of the internal police department Firewall.

"Our man's name is Garza," the captain announced to the assembled men and women.

They were the highly trained officers of Firewall. For those of you not in 'the know' Firewall is the security division for Digital Dominion. It is there sacred task to prevent the mental-digital constructs that took up residence in their from violating any of the rules. At least that's what the handbook I've been studying says. I have been in training for this day for months. I hadn't been out of the academy long when we caught the Garza case.

"Geoffrey Garza has been pushing AP_00337 all through out the Cartoon Zone."

AP_00337 was a temporary patch residents could upload into their code to simulate a chemical high. It was also dangerously addictive. Thus it was informally known as The Heroine Code.

"Intel has it he's running his outfit from Drawn this Way."

Drawn this Way was a seedy sex club for guys (or gals, no judging) to bang cartoon characters for cash. It was created by a coder with a thing for Jessica Rabbit. Over thirty copies of the curvaceous cartoon called the place home.

"We need to catch him in the act so Special Agent Rabbit is going in undercover."

A copy of Jessica Rabbit in a skintight blue police uniform stood up.

"She will service Garza's men, gathering info on his crimes. Each night we will download everything she sees."

The wholly computer generated people in Digital Dominion (referred to as NPCs) can transfer (or as they called it download) their files into a human brain.

"Don't the girls have to live in the club 24/7? How are supposed to download her unnoticed? The whole club is monitored at all times," another agent pointed out.

"The girls are allowed to keep young men as pets," Agent Rabbit answered, "my partner will be my pet until the end of the op."

"Partner? You haven't had a partner since the accident."

"Our rookie has been assigned to her."

Me? I was Jessica Rabbit's new partner?

"He will be locked in her room at all times. They will mask the download as sex. When we get what we need he will hit the panic button and we bust Garza."

The next day, as planned, he met Jessica one block away from the club.

"I'm really glad to be working with you ..." I started.

"Strip, now."

"OK."

I pulled off all my clothes. Jessica then locked a collar and leash around my neck. Then she stripped off her uniform, wow, and donned her iconic red dress.

"Come along pet."

She led me into the club. We, well she, sauntered past the crowd and into one of the bedrooms. She shoved me onto the bed kissing me passionately.

"They are watching us at all times. We can't fake anything. You are my sex slave. Who knows when you'll be set free. I suggest you surrender immediately. It'll make your new life much more enjoyable. Now let's break this cover in, we've got work to do tomorrow."

She ravished me for the first of many nights to come.

Week One

God I was so bored. I thought going undercover would be exciting. No, I just naked on a bed all day. The shackle on my leg attached to the foot of the giant bunny head shaped bed allowed me to reach the nearby bathroom and that was about it. There was no TV, no radio, nothing to entertain myself with. Not even Jessica's arrival could improve my day. She was a no nonsense woman who went straight to work each morning and proceeded right back at the end of her shift. Her prime concern was downloading her ocular files into me.

To cover this transfer from prying eyes behind the club's security cameras the exchange was done when we had sex. that should have been the highlight of my day. I mean I was having sex with Jessica Rabbit! Daily! The reality however fell flat. Her prime concern was the transfer. As soon as it was done so was I. So I got a little screwing and exactly zero orgasms. As soon as she finished we went to bed. Why? While I slept the data she downloaded processed as dreams. They could be read by an agent on the outside of the club posing as a homeless man. He was stationed right outside our room.

I watched my partner as she served drinks and flirted with the customers. I also had to watch her screw criminals to keep her cover. So yeah, torture. Garza was careful though. He only talked about running the club, never his criminal activities. It seemed my nightmare was never going to end.

Sunday the club was closed. Jessica spent all day in her room. She spent the whole day sitting in bed reading. She barely even registered I was there. Plus there was no sex, so there was that.

Week Two

Wednesday came and I finally got my chance. Jessica winced when she climbed onto the bed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Come on, tell me."

"Why?"

"It's not like either of us have anywhere to go."

"It's my foot. These damn heels are killing me."

"Here, let me help."

"You'd do that?"

"Of course."

Hesitantly she placed her slender foot into my waiting hand. Slowly I began rubbing my thumbs in circles on the sole of her foot. I worked over the beautiful appendage. Soon enough she was moaning in pleasure at my touch. After about thirty minutes we stopped and began the download. This time however something strange happened. When we were finished she pulled me close resting my head on her breasts. She did this every night for the rest of the week.

When Sunday came Jessica went back to reading. This week however she had me message both her feet while she did. Now I have to admit I have a foot fetish so I was loving this. Maybe a little too much. I started sucking on her toes. We both tensed up. Then she relaxed and pushed her foot into my mouth. I worshiped them late into the night eventually falling asleep with one in my mouth.

Week Three

Once a month Garza chose his three favorite girls giving them and their slaves a day at the spa. Jessica was chosen. She was getting closer to Garza. Soon she would be able to gather the Intel we needed. That gave me a strange mix of feelings. On the one hand I was proud of her and her hard work. On the other it meant our time together would soon come to an end which depressed me. I couldn't think about that now. Now I had to help Jessica keep her cover.

Our first stop was the spa. The women sat around wearing nothing but towels sweating their cares away while we sat under those towels stuck to their skin by that sweat. If felt amazing. After a while Jessica began absent minded stroking my hair. I think I purred a little at that.

From their we went for massages. Well the girls got massages. We were forced to give them. Forced may be too strong a word. After all I was getting to run my hands all over Jessica's naked body. I rubbed every contour, kneaded every knot, sending pleasure into her sensitive nerves. Then I got daring. I moved to her bare bubbly ass. Grabbing handfuls I played with it, rubbed it, even spanked it a little. Hell at one point I kissed the thing. When she turned over I turned my attention to her breasts.

After that it was what was called our 69 wrap.

"Why's it called a 69 ...?"

Before I could finish two attendants picked me up and flipped me over placing me face down facing her pussy. I felt her mouth closing around my penis. Oh that was why. Seaweed was then wrapped around us sealing me in. Needing no further prodding I got to work. When they finally cut us out I was sweaty, exhausted and happy. Jessica scooped me up in her arms and carried to the tub for our fruit & creme bath. I fell asleep resting against her.

While attended a slave's only event she set joined Garza by the pool. That night her download of that information took a different turn. It wasn't a quick fuck just to dump the data. Instead we made love deep into the night. I feel asleep gripped tightly in her arms, pressed close to her using her giant breasts as pillows. This happened night after night following.

Week Four

The moment had finally come. Garza was holding a meeting with his top men the next day. Jessica would serve them. We were ready, almost. Jessica was very agitated.

"Something's going to go wrong, I can feel it."

I had never seen her like this.

"Calm down, let's try one of the soothing baths the spa gave you."

"Yeah, good idea, Baby."

She had taken to calling me that over the last week. I loved it. As we soaked Jessica began to shake.

"What's wrong?"

Then something incredible happened. Jessica transformed. She became less cartoon like and more human. She shrank down to more human proportions. She was now a leggy ginger with short hair, perky small breasts and a full face.

"Who the hell are you?" I demanded.

"Firewall Special Agent Emilia Krank and if we don't act quickly we're both dead in the morning."

"What the hell is going on?"

It took all my self control not to scream my question at the strange woman I was now sharing a tub with.

"My name is Emilia Krank. I am a special agent with Firewall."

"What happened to Jessica?"

"I am Jessica."

"Come again."

"Five years ago I was investigating an art theft ring. Our prime suspect had a Jessica Rabbit he kept around the house to ... entertain himself. I hacked her to see if she had seen any evidence of his crimes. To do so I had to link our codes together. A solar flare hit the servers in the real world. Things in here got scrambled. The Jessica and I merged. Since she was only an NPC her mind was less complex so mine replaced it. The flexibility of her cartoon body however made her code more powerful than mine so it absorbed me. I had my mind but her body.

"After months of testing we found coconut milk was the only code that could invert the process and give me my body back. It never lasted long though. Eventually I accepted my fate becoming Special Agent Jessica Rabbit. There must have been coconut milk in the mixture they gave us. That's why I changed back."

"What do we do now?"

"I need to get dry as soon as possible. I should change back soon but if someone comes in and sees me we're busted."

"OK then, let's go."

I ended up spending most the night drying every inch of Emilia's body. If I weren't so freaked out I might have been turned it. It must have worked however. Emilia's skin took on a shiny inky animated look and feel. He legs stretched out and gained a little meat. Her ass exploded outwards like an ejecting airbag. Her hips widened to match and her waist became ridiculously streamlined. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders and shifted to a brighter more animated shade. Then her breasts swelled like someone had attached an air pump to them. Soon they were back to their regular bouncy size.

"Everything's back to normal. Thank God."

"Not yet. It will still be a few hours until I can record again. Unfortunately it won't be until after the meeting."

"What are you going to do?"

She handed me her smartphone.

"You're going to do it."

Yep, this plan was getting us killed. Here I was hiding in Jessica's cleavage as she served the men drinks. My only view of the outside world was through the gap between two buttons on her dress, which I could only see through a small gap in her boobs his body was causing, which he could see through a phone screen. How the hell was no one going to notice this farce? Soon the meeting was underway.

I watched and recorded as the men talked about their intake and revenue. They bragged about how much code they were pushing, hoping to earn Garza's praise. We hit the jackpot. Suddenly Garza grabbed Jessica around the waist and pulled her close. He began to undo her dress.

"How about a little sugar, Baby?"

Oh that was original.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"And why not?"

"I had an allergic reaction to the fruit bath from the spa. I've got a nasty rash under there. Should clear up in a few days."

He pushed her away, disgusted.

"You're done for the day."

Idiot.

The case was over. We left that night. Garza was soon off the streets for good. Jessica and I were sent on mandatory leave for a few weeks. We went back to our old lives. I missed her everyday. Eventually it was time to go back to work. As soon I did however I was pulled into the women's bathroom and into one of the stalls. Jessica was all over me like a horny teenager. I loved it!

"I've missed you," she sighed.

"Me too."

"You're moving in with me. Mistress Jessica needs her love slave back."

Who was I to argue?