
After hours at the stretch bar
Back during the cartoon boom of the early 20th century, secret "stretch bars" started to spring up in high toon-population areas. Toons would go to these bars after work, often after a long day of filming and enduring high levels of abuse, only to be further stretched, abused, blown up, inflated, transformed, or tied up. Abuse-loving Toons who didn't receive their desired abuse levels at work could often find satisfaction in one of the many legendary back rooms.
This photograph sports 4 well-dressed heavy hitters of the Stretch bar scene enjoying purple and green liquid, most likely some type of high-energy toon enhancement drinks, or possibly calming drinks as both were often served.
Scurrow (left), known for his line of novelty toon products, was responsible for furnishing the back rooms with his latest devices. Scurrow was known for his relentless self abuse and went through 4 snout replacements in the bar's first year of operation.
Ness (left middle) was the owner of this particular stretch bar. His bar was made popular for having one of the only body swap/brain swap rooms within a 200 mile radius, and arguably the best one in the country . Toons came from all over the world to use this room. Legend has it that Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck one time switched brains for a year using Ness's room.
Swatcher, (middle right) one of the most mysterious toons, was known jestfully as the "Dark Lord of Transformation". A skilled TF painter, he later came up with his own line of latex TF paint and perfected the act of giving toons obnoxious and sometimes humiliating genitalia. Swatcher was known for his relentlessness as a toon "dom", and many toons sought out his services!
Vulcan, a fast talker and one of the stretchiest most resilient toons around. Legend had it he once stretched his snout into every room of Ness's stretch bar. Though smaller in stature than a lot of toons, Vulcan acted as a sort of bouncer to get rid of undesirables who may have found the bar.
Stretch bars died out in popularity during the toon oppression era later in the 50's. Toons began to feel reluctant to live out their desires. However, new movements towards toon liberation and freedom of "sexual" desires continue to sprout up, stretch bars are starting to spring back in popularity. Ness's stretch bar remained in business until 1967, when an explosive kangaroo destroyed a good portion of it. The building still stands today as a "knitting outlet". Rumors of Ness's plans to reopen the bar have echoed through the toon world for the past few years, coupled with rumors that the bar has already reopened, but it is so exclusive that even people who attend don't know where it is.
Background: Two female toons abuse a tied up coyote. The lady on the left holds an unlit stick of dynamite, most likely for flash-inflation. Judging by the coyote's semi-distended stomach, he's taken at least one of this already.
This photograph sports 4 well-dressed heavy hitters of the Stretch bar scene enjoying purple and green liquid, most likely some type of high-energy toon enhancement drinks, or possibly calming drinks as both were often served.




Stretch bars died out in popularity during the toon oppression era later in the 50's. Toons began to feel reluctant to live out their desires. However, new movements towards toon liberation and freedom of "sexual" desires continue to sprout up, stretch bars are starting to spring back in popularity. Ness's stretch bar remained in business until 1967, when an explosive kangaroo destroyed a good portion of it. The building still stands today as a "knitting outlet". Rumors of Ness's plans to reopen the bar have echoed through the toon world for the past few years, coupled with rumors that the bar has already reopened, but it is so exclusive that even people who attend don't know where it is.
Background: Two female toons abuse a tied up coyote. The lady on the left holds an unlit stick of dynamite, most likely for flash-inflation. Judging by the coyote's semi-distended stomach, he's taken at least one of this already.
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Their smiles... their eyes... those froopy drinks... I'm caught in some strange dream!
And then I see the two matrons in the background, Miss Magallagaster and Mrs. Frumpmeyer, doing who knows what to that coyote. So salacious! I do know that stick of dynamite isn't being used for quarry excavations...
And then I see the two matrons in the background, Miss Magallagaster and Mrs. Frumpmeyer, doing who knows what to that coyote. So salacious! I do know that stick of dynamite isn't being used for quarry excavations...
Man, the 50s. Heady times... It's a bit jarring to see that outfit again after all these years! I guess you've gotta be a real power player to pull off a tie like that, though. And those glasses, yipes, what was I thinking? This really brings me back. It was like we owned the world man, like we had the world by it's snout, and we were just stretching and stretching it and it was just gonna stretch forever until it was an indiscernable half-mile fleshy tube shape which would eventually lead to a face at one end if you followed it back. Kinda like Swatcher's snout, summer of '48. Such heady times, man. I miss my wife.
Also uh, that Bugs Bunny thing is just an urban legend! Honest! Do I look like I would lie to you? Is this a liar's smile? Do I look like I would body swap with a liar to you? Is this the smile of a man who would mouth-swap with a truthy smile guy?? C'maawn. C'maaaaaawn.
Also uh, that Bugs Bunny thing is just an urban legend! Honest! Do I look like I would lie to you? Is this a liar's smile? Do I look like I would body swap with a liar to you? Is this the smile of a man who would mouth-swap with a truthy smile guy?? C'maawn. C'maaaaaawn.
Times that good just aren't meant to last. We definitely had the world by its snout, we could walk into to any stretch bar in any town and people knew who we were. We'd get A1 first class service at all of them. People would immediately show me all the devices they had as soon as i walked, and I'd always make a few sales here and there. Times were good. It's probably all for the best, i don't know if my snout would have lasted through the 70's with those same routines.
The Bugs bunny thing is just one of the many legends. There's also rumors that you yourself had brain swapped so many times, you weren't sure how to get your own brain back. A guy once told me that he swore he met the real you in Asia, and that you had swapped out your brain with a guy who ended up getting sent there while in the service. Your brain swap room is basically used to excuse any directors that suddenly started putting out bad movies, or cartoons that just didn't have it any more, surely you remember that! Remember Larry Coyote's agent confronting you about Larry's sudden inability to act or write good material? He was sure you were responsible! (were you?)
The Bugs bunny thing is just one of the many legends. There's also rumors that you yourself had brain swapped so many times, you weren't sure how to get your own brain back. A guy once told me that he swore he met the real you in Asia, and that you had swapped out your brain with a guy who ended up getting sent there while in the service. Your brain swap room is basically used to excuse any directors that suddenly started putting out bad movies, or cartoons that just didn't have it any more, surely you remember that! Remember Larry Coyote's agent confronting you about Larry's sudden inability to act or write good material? He was sure you were responsible! (were you?)
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