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. . . .

Bankjob craned down his head and put his face square into Jobe’s. “Care to help me change that?” he asked him, now sporting an evil smile on his face.
And Jobe just looked shocked with a huge drop of sweat suddenly running down his face.
You see, Bankjob Beagle was one of the notorious Beagle Boys, a family of, well, beagles who committed crimes — usually thefts, robberies, burglaries, and, sometimes, kidnappings and even murders (though they tried to avoid committing those unless it was absolutely necessary) — around the city of Duckburg. Their leader was their mother, Ma Beagle, and the main family, based in Duckburg, included her seven sons — Bigtime, Burger, Baggy, Bouncer, Bugle, Babyface, and, of course, Bankjob. They had other branches of their family existing throughout the world, as well. However, regardless of the crimes they committed, they would typically be foiled by the heroic local multimillionaire, Scrooge McDuck, his nephews, Huey, Dewey, and Louie, and, on occasion, their friend, Webby Vanderquack, and their nanny, Bettina Beakley.
Nonetheless, they always had fun robbing people and did so on a regular basis. Before spotting Jobe, Bankjob himself had been on the way to meet two of his brothers at the site of their latest planned crime.
However, in addition to the crimes he already committed with his family, Bankjob had a crime he tended to commit in secret. One of which even his mother and brothers, save for Bugle and Babyface, with whom he worked regularly, knew nothing about. Like the other villains encountered by Jobe, he was a predator. He liked to murder people by kidnapping them, eating them alive, and gruesomely digesting them. He didn’t eat everyone who crossed his path, especially when his mother and/or brothers were present, but he did like to indulge in the occasional craving and feast on an innocent bystander or two who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time — anywhere near him whenever he that particular hunger welled up.
Unfortunately, Jobe met that very condition, and in addition to him being a rare “race” or species not often seen around Duckburg . . . well . . . Bankjob’s hunger was raging, and raging hard.
Jobe could see the hunger on Bankjob’s face as he looked him square in the eye. And he was bound and determined to not be a meal again.
He turned and ran off down the street.
“I suppose that being in public does not matter,” he panted as he ran.
Bankjob, meanwhile, looked completely blindsided by Jobe’s actions. Then, he registered an angry glare on his face and growled in fury.
“I’ll catch him, have a snack, and still have time to meet up with Bugle and Babyface,” he said to himself.
Determined to catch this tasty-looking morsel, Bankjob took off running after Jobe.
Immediately, it was clear that Jobe had nothing on Bankjob in terms of speed. He was quickly gaining on Jobe as they ran down the street. His arms were already outstretched to grab him, while Jobe looked back behind himself, panicked, as he tried to keep running.
Alas, all of his running was for naught, as Bankjob finally caught him. He threw his arms around him, holding him from behind as he picked him up off the sidewalk.
“GOTCHA!” he yelled triumphantly, an evil grin on his face.
Jobe, again, looked panicked. . . .

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