My Flesh & Fur deuteragonist, Jobe, has already been eaten by seven 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, and, most recently, Boll Weevil, the evil oat tycoon from one episode of DuckTales! We will yet again 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 by Boll Weevil, but this time, he's remained in Duckburg. He is now moving on to a city street, where he will meet his next villain: Bankjob Beagle, one of the evil Beagle Boys from DuckTales. And just like the previous comics, this encounter will end exactly the same way it did with all of the others. . . .

Jobe looked around at his new surroundings: a big, busy city with long, wide streets.
He blinked for a moment, and then said, “So I am in another city? This one certainly looks more modern than that one in Italy.”
Without wasting time, he began walking down the street, looking for someone to help him.
“At least now that I appear to be on a public street,” he said to himself, “there is no chance of an attack by another villainous predator.” He shrugged. “After all, what kind of predator would attempt to make a meal of some innocent prey in public?”
This had been the crux of Jobe’s predicament. What had started as a trip to see an online friend of his from another world, Dr. Sarah Corwen, had turned into a bizarre, sudden, terrifying journey through many other worlds. He had started out by being fed to an ally of Dr. Corwen’s — a superintelligent gorilla named Gorilla Grodd, who had eaten him alive and digested him.
From there, however, Jobe had run into other hungry villains in other worlds — an evil, feral gorilla named Tublat, an evil Leopard Man named Kaj, a sinister wolf sorcerer named Merlock, a surprising human gypsy named Stromboli, an evil, feral tiger named Shere Khan, an anthropomorphic form of the same tiger, a sneaky crocodile named Tick-Tock, an evil, opera-loving alligator named Sewernose de Bergerac, and, most recently, a dog and an oat tycoon named Boll Weevil. All had caught him, eaten him whole, and digested him alive, and with each digestion, he had re-formed in a new location.
And like in his past new locations, he was just as determined to find someone to get him back home as he’d ever been.
As Jobe walked along the street, a car started to pull up on his right side, with the driver’s side facing him. And once it had reached him, Jobe looked to his side to see who was driving it. In the driver’s seat, visible through the window, was a tall, muscular, tan-furred dog wearing a black mask like a burglar, a green hat, a red sweater, and purple pants. Also, he had a long number posted across a nameplate on his chest: 614167. He also had a chin so large, it could easily have been reminiscent of talk show host Jay Leno.
The dog, really a beagle, was already looking at Jobe, a smile on his face. It was not quite an evil one, but it was definitely one that hinted at ill intentions toward him, though Jobe was unaware of this.

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