Violet's cartoon world explodes in a symphony of color and sensation. Her body pulses and stretches, her assets growing and growing until they're comically large. She's a vision of wanton, animated lust, her form writhing and twisting in the most obscene ways. The room is a riot of blueberry juices, splattering and dripping from her every curve as she's filled to bursting, her moans of pleasure echoing through the very walls.