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MidReal Story
Two Rabbits
Scenario:Jessica Rabbit, from Who Framed Roger Rabbit, meets another Jessica Rabbit, and they fall in love with each other.
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Jessica Craig
She is a cartoon character in a realistic world. She is seductive, determined, and confident. She meets another Jessica, and it's love at first sight. Their encounter is intense and overwhelming, leaving both women breathless and longing for each other. Despite initial shock and confusion, they can't resist each other's allure. They share a passionate, allconsuming relationship that leaves them both yearning for more.
Sparks (puppy)
He is a loyal companion to Jessica Craig, a small white puppy with red paws. He is playful, protective, and affectionate. Sparks follows Jessica Craig closely and introduces her to another Jessica, initiating their encounter. Although he participates minimally in the events, his presence underscores Jessica Craig's connection to her past and her current life. His brief appearance serves as a catalyst for the transformative encounter with the other Jessica.
The Other Jessica
She is a cartoon character with red hair and a blonde streak, resembling Jessica Craig in appearance. She is alluring, bold, and passionate. When she meets Jessica Craig, the two women are immediately drawn to each other, experiencing an electrifying attraction that neither can ignore. Her presence triggers a deep emotional response in Jessica Craig, leading to an unforgettable encounter filled with desire and longing.
I was walking down the street, Sparks the puppy trotting along behind me, when I saw her.
She was standing outside a building, staring up at it with a look of deep longing in her eyes.
I stopped dead in my tracks, Sparks bumping into my legs and whining softly.
I didn’t care.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the other woman.
She was a cartoon, just like me.
But I had never seen another one of my kind before.
And certainly not one who looked so much like me.
I stared at her, hardly able to believe my eyes.
She had the same curvy figure as me, the same seductive walk, the same alluring smile.
But her hair was different, with a red streak running through the blonde locks.
I felt like I was looking at myself, yet not quite.
My heels click against the pavement as I take slow, deliberate steps toward her.
Sparks follows quietly behind me, sensing that something is off about my usual pace.
The other Jessica doesn’t seem to notice me, too busy staring up at the building.
Her hand trails along the brick wall, her fingers brushing over the rough surface.
I stop a few feet away from her and study her profile.
The streetlight catches the red streak in her hair, making it glow like embers.
My heart pounds in my chest as I clear my throat to get her attention.
She turns slowly, and our eyes meet for the first time.
Her lips part in surprise, mirroring the expression on my own face.
For a moment, we just stand there, two impossibly similar beings staring at each other in shock.
My heart pounds in my chest as we stand there, only a few feet apart.
We study each other’s features, taking in every detail.
I can see the same wonder and disbelief reflected back at me in her eyes.
She takes a tentative step forward, reaching out to touch my arm.
I feel a jolt of electricity run through my cartoon body as our skin makes contact.
It’s a sensation I’ve never experienced before, and it leaves me breathless.
I look down at where our arms meet, noticing that her fingers shimmer slightly against the backdrop of the real world.
It’s the same effect I get when I touch anything that isn’t a cartoon.
But this time, it’s different.
This time, it’s like we’re two halves of a whole, finally coming together.
Sparks circles our feet, his tail wagging excitedly as he looks back and forth between us.
He lets out a series of high-pitched yips, as if trying to communicate with the other Jessica. She smiles at him, crouching down to pet his head.
He nuzzles into her touch, clearly smitten with this new version of me.
As she stands up again, she looks at me with a mix of curiosity and trepidation.
"I thought I was the only one," she whispers, her voice carrying the same sultry tone as my own.
The red streak in her hair catches the afternoon light, making it glow like embers.
I shake my head slowly, still trying to process what’s happening.
"I thought so too," I reply, my voice barely above a whisper.
We stand there for a moment, taking in each other’s presence.
Then I break the silence.
"Let’s walk to the park and talk," I suggest.
She nods eagerly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Her heels click against the pavement as she falls into step beside me.
Sparks trots between us, occasionally bumping our legs together with his snout.
As we stroll, I notice people giving us curious glances.
It’s not often that two cartoon characters are seen walking side by side in the real world.
But I don’t care about the attention.
I’m too busy trying to wrap my head around this unexpected encounter.
"So," she says, breaking the silence, "what’s your name?"
"Jessica," I reply, looking at her sideways.
She smiles wryly.
"Of course. Mine too."
We both chuckle at the coincidence.
"So, Jessica," I say, "where are you from?"
"I’m not really sure," she admits, frowning slightly.
"I just sort of… appeared here one day."
My eyebrows shoot up in surprise.
"Appeared? What do you mean?"
She shrugs.
"I don’t know. One minute I wasn’t here, and the next I was. It was like I just popped into existence or something."
I nod slowly, recognizing the feeling.
"That’s kind of what happened to me too," I say.
"I was just suddenly here, with no memory of how I got here or where I came from." She looks at me with a mixture of curiosity and understanding.
"It’s weird, isn’t it?" she says softly.
I nod again, feeling a sense of solidarity with this other version of myself.
We continue walking in comfortable silence for a few minutes before she speaks up again.
"So, what do you think we should do?" she asks, glancing over at me uncertainly.
I consider her question for a moment before responding.
"I don’t know," I admit honestly.
"But maybe we can figure it out together."
She smiles at me, and for a moment, it feels like we’re old friends reconnecting after years apart.
We pause near a bench in the park, our heels clicking to a stop on the concrete path.
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the grass, and the sound of children playing carries on the breeze.
Sparks settles at our feet, his big brown eyes looking up at us with interest.
My heart races as I notice her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her dress - a nervous habit that I recognize all too well.
Without thinking, I reach toward her hand, hesitating for a moment as our cartoon Outlines shimmer against the realistic backdrop of the real world.
Our eyes meet, and I see my own uncertainty reflected back at me.
Slowly, I brush my fingers against hers, sending tingles up my arm.
Her skin feels both familiar and electric, like touching a part of myself I never knew existed.
She looks at me, her eyes wide with realization.
"Do you think we're... connected somehow?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly.
I nod, feeling the weight of the possibility. "It seems like it," I reply, my voice steadying as I speak.
I take a small step toward her, our cartoon Outlines glowing brighter as the distance between us shrinks.
The park bustles with activity around us, but I only see her face - those familiar features that mirror my own yet hold their own unique allure.
Her red-streaked hair catches the sunlight as she tilts her head slightly, studying me with equal intensity.
Sparks sits quietly at our feet, his tail wagging in slow, deliberate arcs.
My hand still holds hers, our fingers intertwined in a way that feels inevitable.
The electricity between us crackles with each passing second, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest.
I take another step closer, close enough to catch the faint scent of her perfume - a subtle blend of flowers and vanilla that fills my senses.
She doesn't pull away, her gaze locked on mine as I lean in toward her ear.
"Come with me," I whisper, guiding her by the hand toward a hidden alcove behind flowering bushes.
Our heels click softly on the path as we follow Sparks, who trots ahead of us, his tail wagging excitedly.
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves above, casting animated patterns on our cartoon skin.
We pause at a stone bench partially concealed by drooping willow branches.
I sit down first, and she follows suit, her fingers tightening around mine as she settles beside me.
Our shoulders touch, and I feel a jolt of electricity run through my body.
The sounds of the park fade into the background as we turn to face each other.
My free hand trembles slightly as I reach up to touch her hair, feeling the silky texture between my fingers.