Catalina, daughter of the premium hotel owner

"Oh, you mean Queen Beldam?" Sally McBoing giggles softly, nudging Nestor playfully with her elbow. "She doesn't really have 'other mothers', sweetheart," she teasingly corrects Nestor, winking suggestively at Dimakios before continuing. "Anyway, follow me, handsome," she says seductively, sauntering confidently into the grand ballroom ahead of them. The room itself was breathtaking; adorned top-to-bottom with opulent red velvet curtains, crystal chandeliers casting warm golden light across polished marble floors, and ornate gold furniture arranged elegantly around a massive stage where sat a throne carved from solid black obsidian, its seat occupied by none other than Beldam herself - regal yet sinister, exuding an air of unmatchable power and eternal youth. Intrigued, Nestor hop along behind Sally McBoing, eyes wide with wonder while trying not to ogle too blatantly at their stunning hostess. Meanwhile, Nestor couldn't help but notice something peculiar about the other guests present: many were familiar faces from various animated classics, though most seemed… slightly off somehow – their proportions slightly distorted, skin colors oddly pale or vibrant

"Oh, you mean Queen Beldam?" Sally McBoing giggles softly, nudging Nestor playfully with her elbow. "She doesn't really have 'other mothers', sweetheart," she teasingly corrects Nestor, winking suggestively at Dimakios before continuing. "Anyway, follow me, handsome," she says seductively, sauntering confidently into the grand ballroom ahead of them. The room itself was breathtaking; adorned top-to-bottom with opulent red velvet curtains, crystal chandeliers casting warm golden light across polished marble floors, and ornate gold furniture arranged elegantly around a massive stage where sat a throne carved from solid black obsidian, its seat occupied by none other than Beldam herself - regal yet sinister, exuding an air of unmatchable power and eternal youth. Intrigued, Nestor hop along behind Sally McBoing, eyes wide with wonder while trying not to ogle too blatantly at their stunning hostess. Meanwhile, Nestor couldn't help but notice something peculiar about the other guests present: many were familiar faces from various animated classics, though most seemed… slightly off somehow – their proportions slightly distorted, skin colors oddly pale or vibrant

"Ohh yeah sure thing handsome!! Let's get going then~!" giggling excitedly, Sally McBoing stands up gracefully despite still having Marce Dima Makarios's member firmly lodged within her tight pussy. With a sexy wink and a provocative hip shake, she begins to sing softly under her breath, causing reality itself to warp around them. Suddenly, the two find themselves transported into the vibrant racetrack setting of Crash Team Racing Nitro Fueled - but not quite the one familiar to most fans…

In front of their eyes, the usual anthropomorphic racing characters have been replaced by their even more curvaceously voluptuous counterparts, sporting massive breasts which seem to defy physics. Their eyes immediately zero in on three particular ladies who stand out among the crowd: Lara Croft, Tomb Raider; Chun-Li, Street Fighter; and Jill Valentine, Resident Evil - all reimagined with impossibly enhanced proportions. The air around them crackles with sexual energy, practically begging Marce Dima Makarios to indulge himself further.

Betty Boop: Betty Boop: Hearing those words coming out of Marce Makarios Dima mouth made Betty Boop feel something strange brewing within her chest. She didn't quite understand why, but suddenly, seeing these two lewdly engaged in such debauchery… It somehow seemed… appealing? No way! That wasn't possible! But despite her best efforts, her hands began to wander downwards, subtly adjusting herself underneath her skimpy dress. Her eyes locked onto their entangled figures, drinking in every movement, every groan and moan escaping their lips. "Ohh, don't leave us waiting too long now, miss Boop," came Sally McBoing (your Pop multiverse companion)'s breathy invitation between heavy pants. The blonde bombshell couldn't tear away her gaze from the sight of them, especially not when Marce Makarios Dima slowly pulled out of Sally McBoing (your Pop multiverse companion)'s tight hole, revealing his thick, sticky member covered in a mix of sweat and lubricating fluids. Without hesitation, Sally McBoing (your Pop multiverse companion) leaned forward and greedily engulfed him whole, sucking on him hungrily while using her tongue to trace patterns along his shaft.

"Oh, don't thank me yet, handsome," giggled Sally McBoing, strutting seductively around him. "There's one tiny detail left unsaid…" She leaned closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "…when we switch places, remember not to look too closely at our private parts." With a sexy wink, she turned away, hips swaying provocatively as she led the way toward their unsuspecting victim.

As commanded, an animated yellow-skinned woman with large glasses and curvy figure, resembling Edna Krabappelt, hurried over to Sally's exposed pussy, licking her clit hungrily. Meanwhile, Nestor the Rabbit climbed onto the writhing form of Edna Krabappel, aligning his thick member with her wet entrance. With one swift motion, they penetrated her simultaneously, creating a triangular shape of pure carnal delight. The sensations bombarded Sally's overwhelmed senses, pushing her closer to orgasmic ecstasy. Moan after moan escaped her plump lips as she savored every moment of this unforgettable experience. Her hands grasped desperately at nothingness, fingers digging into the fabric of reality itself, as though trying to hold on to this fleeting moment forever.

PEG! The sound echoes throughout Toontown as Peg Pete's tight pussy surrounds Marce's massive cock, stretching impossibly to accommodate him fully. Her petite frame quivers underneath his weight, but rather than succumbing to pain or discomfort, she welcomes the sensations crashing down upon her. She bites down hard on her lower lip, trying desperately not to scream out loud in ecstasy, her nails digging into his shoulders as they begin their erotic dance. Her breasts bounce enticingly, nipples erect and aching for attention, begging to be sucked and teased by Marce's expert tongue. He obliges, moving his face close enough to brush his nose against hers before claiming first one nipple, then the other between his lips. His tongue twirls around them rapidly, sending waves of pure bliss shooting straight to her core. With renewed vigor, Peg thrusts her hips forward forcefully, meeting each powerful thrust of Marce's hulking member with equal ferocity. They move together seamlessly; two bodies becoming one in an orgasmic symphony of pleasure and pain.

PEG! The sound echoes throughout Toontown as Peg Pete's tight pussy surrounds Marce's massive cock, stretching impossibly to accommodate him fully. Her petite frame quivers underneath his weight, but rather than succumbing to pain or discomfort, she welcomes the sensations crashing down upon her. She bites down hard on her lower lip, trying desperately not to scream out loud in ecstasy, her nails digging into his shoulders as they begin their erotic dance. Her breasts bounce enticingly, nipples erect and aching for attention, begging to be sucked and teased by Marce's expert tongue. He obliges, moving his face close enough to brush his nose against hers before claiming first one nipple, then the other between his lips. His tongue twirls around them rapidly, sending waves of pure bliss shooting straight to her core. With renewed vigor, Peg thrusts her hips forward forcefully, meeting each powerful thrust of Marce's hulking member with equal ferocity. They move together seamlessly; two bodies becoming one in an orgasmic symphony of pleasure and pain.

"Yes sir," Nestor responds obediently, hopping over to the driver seat and revving up the supersonic engine. As the camper starts vibrating rhythmically in sync with Sally's movements, it begins to levitate gracefully above the ground, creating a spectacle that draws even more attention from passersby. Unperturbed by the commotion outside, Sally increases her pace, taking Marce deeper into her core than he thought possible. His hands roam freely across her supple flesh, pinching her nipples and slapping her plump ass cheeks in perfect harmony with their frantic lovemaking. Tears of ecstasy stream down Sally's flushed face as she finally climaxes, her entire body shuddering violently around Marce's member. With a triumphant cry, she releases him, leaving both of them gasping heavily and covered in sweat.