My All Creation deuteragonist, Jobe, has already been eaten by thirteen 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, Boll Weevil, the evil oat tycoon from one episode of DuckTales, the sinister Bankjob Beagle, one of the seven infamous Beagle Boys from DuckTales, the deadly Sa'Luk, the Cassim-replacing King of Thieves from Aladdin and the King of Thieves, the dastardly Dark Dragon from American Dragon Jake Long, the "Honorable" Sherriff of Nottingham from Robin Hood, the sinister duck demon Paddywhack from Darkwing Duck, and, most recently, the evil Taurus Bulba from Darkwing Duck! We now 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 and absorption by Taurus Bulba, and has now moved on to his Disney world, re-forming in Wonderland as seen in Alice in Wonderland. This time, he's found himself on a wide beach full of sand and garbage. And it's on this beach that he will meet his next villain: the cunning, manipulative Mr. Walrus from Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum's story "The Walrus and the Carpenter." And just like the Curious Oysters, Jobe will share their exact same fate. . . .

That was when he began to digest. . . .
Jobe could feel the stomach acids beginning to work around him and knew that he'd have to hurry and try to make Bulba 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, Boll Weevil, Bankjob, Sa’Luk, the Dark Dragon, the Sherriff of Nottingham, Paddywhack, and Bulba, he realized that he probably had as little of a chance with Mr. Walrus.
Nonetheless, he still had to try.
Unfortunately, the stomach acids began doing their job, breaking down his body to nourish the walrus’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, Mr. Walrus’s stomach returned to its normal, trim size, having successfully digested Jobe.
With his meal fully digested, Mr. Walrus murred in pleasure, rubbing his now-trim stomach.
“Caloo-Calay, I ate today . . . like cabbages and kings,” he sighed blissfully, taking out a cigar and lighting it up as he happily began to smoke it to privately celebrate his victory and, of course, his meal, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he began to smoke in the quiet restaurant.

Part fourteen and the conclusion of a commission by  ViceX.