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 could feel the stomach acids beginning to work around him and knew that he'd have to hurry and try to make Bankjob throw him up. But he also knew that he didn't have a lot of time and began to fear for his safety.
Then again, after of his failures at having done the same with Grodd, Tublat, Kaj, Merlock, Stromboli, both versions of Shere Khan, Tick-Tock, Sewernose, and Boll Weevil, he realized that he probably had as little of a chance with Bankjob. Still, he had to try.
Unfortunately, the stomach acids began doing their job, breaking down his body to nourish the large canine’s.
First, Jobe’s legs and feet began to break down, slowly crumbling away as the acids ate away at them. His knees were close behind them.
He gasped, then struggled even harder to try and get out of his predicament.
Jobe’s thighs, hips, and waist broke down next. His shoulders were the next to go, sinking beneath the stomach acids and breaking into pieces. His neck went right after that.
His head finally sank beneath the acids, and that was that. His head dissolved and slowly broke down into nutrients, from his scalp to his skull to his scales to even his brains, and in seconds, what’d once been a young man was now bits and pieces of flesh, hair, and clothing. He left no part of himself behind.
At long last, Bankjob’s stomach returned to its normal, trim size, having successfully digested Jobe.
With his meal fully digested, Bankjob rubbed his stomach one more time.
“Much better,” he murred. Then, he stood up and began to walk out of the alley, intending to return to his car. “But I’d better hurry to meet Babyface and Bugle at Scrooge’s vault. They’re never gonna believe this.”

Part nine and the conclusion of a commission by  ViceXXX.