White Rabbits and Red Queens

Sheba Kaw leisurely reclined on his mushroom taking a long draw on his hookah, holding the intoxicating smoke deep in his lungs before slowly and sensually letting it escape between his lips, a smoky wreath once more encircle Alice’s golden head. The caterpillar was a voyeur and was more than content, for the moment, to watch young Alice’s seduction by his Garden of Earthly Delights. He savored the young innocents growing arousal the little gasps and sensual sighs as his garden took its pleasure from Alice’s spread-eagled lithe young body. A wicked smile bowed his thin lips as a large pitcher plant loomed over the young bound beauty, its bulbous pouch quivered with an insect trapped inside. The plant bowed its head and it seemed too smile knowingly, as if it was conscious of what it was doing, before it pressed the vibrating sac between Alice’s lily white thighs to come to rest against the young beauty’s throbbing clit.

Alice’s lips “O”ed sensually as her eyes fluttered closed at that seductive caress of the plant. Her breath was coming in little panting gasps even as her ecstasy bubbled from her lips in a staggering cry of unimagined pleasure.

"Just lovely."

Kaw breathed as he watched Alice’s gorgeous young body strain against her bounds as that gorgeous supple young body arched as she was swept away by another intense orgasm. A lecherous smiled bowed his thin lips as Alice gasped and struggled against the vines holding her as others pressed to her delicate little pussy and her tightly clenched anus and against those wicked vines doing unspeakable things to her. The pitcher plant pressed tighter against her pearl of passion making her forget any discomfort.

Kaw leisurely leaned forward watched Alice intently as he puffed on his hookah once more. Watched as those wicked veins snaked first into Alice’s delicate little pussy and began to slowly and sensually fuck the bound young golden beauty, the other for the moment just continued to press to the naive young beauty’s tightly clenched anus. Kaw smiled as Alice’s pelvis began to roll in time with the vine as it fucked her. Alice sensually moaned and seductively gasped and seemed to quite forget herself as she gave herself body and soul to the strange situation she was in. It was at that moment when young Alice was lost in her growing arousal that the vein that was pressed to her tight anus snaked its way into the dark resting depths of the girl’s bottom. Alice found herself doubly impaled as the caterpillar’s Garden of Earthly Delights fucked both her sweet pussy and virgin ass as she had never been fucked in her young life. It was not long before Alice exploded into a thousand points of light, shattered by the most intense and violent orgasm.

As Alice screamed out her ecstasy as Kaw once more claimed her delicious ripe young lips. His tongue plunged into her summer sweet mouth, his tongue leading hers in an ancient dance as it entwined with hers. His fingers tightly entwined in her golden mane as he drew her lips hard on to his. As Kaw’s kiss lingered and deepened time lost all meaning. There was no past, no future, just here, just now, just this one kiss. Kaw’s Garden of Earthly Delights became more aroused and the brambles slowly came creeping to take their pleasure as well from Alice’s bound young beauty. The thorny veins lightly explored the firm contours and rock hard little pink rosebud nipples of Alice’s heaving breasts. Those thorns softly racked across the bound beauty’s velvet inner thighs. For the first time in her young life a taste of pain was mingled with the unimagined pleasure of the garden that was so delightfully fucking her, and claiming her as it desperately tried to pollinate Alice’s sweet pea.
 
Alice gasped and squirmed. Thorns raked her body raising welts even as the plants and vines drove her to heights of ectasy. The combinaiton of pain and pleasure would have confused her were it not for the hookah smoke that clouded her thoughts and made her compliant. Her body tingled from orgasm after orgasm until she felt as if she were floating far above her body watching everything that was done to her--- a voyeur to her own defilement.

After some time, she could not imagine how long, she begged for it all to stop. Her body could take no more of either pleasure or pain. Every hole that could be filled had been explored. She was spent. Alice wanted to sleep on the soft mushroom bed with Sheba Caw's many soft hands stroking and caressing her, and his soft voice murmuring how beautiful she was, how creamy her skin, how golden her hair.

The vines reluctantly let go. Alice turned on her side and fell into an exhausted slumber.

((If you want to extend this, be my guest. I wasn't sure if Sheba had more in ind for Alice or not. If so, I'll just delete the last bit.))
 
Alice was caught in a world of unimagined sensations, pleasure that racked her gorgeous young body and innocent young soul, mingled with a seductive taste of pain that somehow only served to intensify the pleasure that was becoming all consuming. Kaw had not taken Alice had not fucked her but merely continued himself with caressing and seducing her supple young body with his many hands. The only intimate connection between them had been his kisses; kisses so dark and passionate that they had stole her breath away. Yet Sheba Kaw’s Garden of Earthly Delights Had taken and used Alice in so many ways till this sweet innocent young beauty had cum so many times that the unimagined pleasure that racked her gorgeous supple young body was now a delicious pain that had Alice begging for it to Stop

Alice was spent. The stunning young beauty wanted to sleep, to curl up on the soft, plush, mushroom bed with Sheba Caw's his many soft hands stroking and caressing her, and his soft voice murmuring how beautiful she was, how creamy her skin, how golden her hair was and Kaw gave Alice what she so desperately desired. As he caressed her and whispered to her and told Alice what she longed to hear Kaw began to spin a silken cocoon around Alice and himself. His body pressed to hers, Alice could feel the heat of that leather skin against her soft supple skin then something strange began to happen as Alice slipped into unconsciousness.

The Garden of Earthly Delights drew back it seemed to hold its breath waiting to see what the Master was up to. Within that cocoon a transformation was taking place the caterpillar was slipping away and another creature was forming. The sight that greeted Alice when her soft blue eyes fluttered open was enough to take her breath away for instead of the Caterpillar Sheba Kaw was a beautiful Butterfly with shimmering golden winds. Her hand cupped Alice’s face and once more the creature’s lips brushed Alice’s as this gorgeous butterfly hugged Alice to her, her naked breasts crushed to Alice’s.

“Such a pretty little thing you are Alice, such flawless creamy ivory skin,………”

With each word spoken the stunning butterfly began to kisses her way down Alice’s supple naked body. Her long tongue curled around the golden beauty’s nipple and drew it into her mouth.

“……..and so tasty………”

Those kisses floated down across Alice’s quivering abdomen. A little lover’s nip to the little hallow where Alice hip and thigh met. Sheba spread Alice’s sweet folds and lowered her head to feast on Alice’s innocence. Sheba took great delight in seducing this precious innocent.
 
Alice knew that caterpillars turned into butterflies, but she didn't know they could change their sex in the process. She had little time to puzzle this strange wonder for she was once again lost in sensuous bliss. She also had little time to wonder that a woman (even if the woman was a butterfly) would want to be with another woman. That went against the antural order of things. But then since she came to this place, it seemed there was no natural order any more.

Alice moaned and writhed. Could one die of pleasure? She thought she just might.
 
“Such a pretty little thing you are Alice, such flawless creamy ivory skin,………”

With each word spoken the stunning butterfly began to kisses her way down Alice’s supple naked body. Her long tongue curled around the golden beauty’s nipple and drew it into her mouth.

“……..and so tasty………”

Sheba Kaw cooed as her kisses floated down across Alice’s quivering abdomen. A little lover’s nips to the little hallow where Alice’s hip and thigh met. Sheba mesmerizing eyes met Alice’s soft smoldering azure blue eyes as she spread Alice’s sweet folds and lowered her head to feast on Alice’s innocence. Sheba took great delight in seducing this precious innocent.

Sheba Kaw smiled as she saw the confusion and wonder in the innocent young golden beauty’s soft wide innocent eyes. Of course Alice knew that caterpillars turned into butterflies, but she hadn’t known they could change their sex in the process. Alice had little time to puzzle out this strange wonder for she was once again lost in sensuous bliss. The young golden beauty also had little time to wonder why a woman, even if the she were a butterfly, would want to be with another woman.

“Oh no!”

Alice gasped, a woman lying with another woman, went against the natural order of things. Oh but how erotic and sensually delightful it was. Alice moaned and writhed in sinful ecstasy as Sheba Kaw feasted on the young golden beauty’s sweet dewy nectar. Kaw could see the wonder in Alice’s azure blue eyes Could one die of pleasure? Oh, She thought she just might! Yet Kaw could see a deeper question in the young girl’s eyes as her agile young mind seemed to ask, But then since she came to this place, it seemed there was no natural order any more, or was it that down the rabbit hole that there was a different natural Order? A Natural order where Sheba Kaw’s “Garden of Earthly Delights” Could,……..Could……… mate with her…….. as those long tendrils of His, no, Her garden had, or please and tempt her as the Tiger Lilies and the Pitcher plant had, and now a decidedly male caterpillar had become a very feminine butterfly.

Sheba Kaw soft Butterfly wings sensually caressed Alice’s stunning young body as the caterpillar’s many hands had, but her touch was more sensual, more seductive and oh so more tempting now. It was a woman’s knowing touch, which brought a pleasure the little golden beauty had never experienced before in her young sheltered life. Yet if the truth be told Alice’s lovers to this point had been very few. Again Kaw’s “Garden of Earthly Delights” came for Alice, to stretch her gorgeous young body tight as a bow string to share the delicious charms of her supple young body as Kaw seductively began to kiss her way up Alice’s now bound and spread-eagled gorgeous young body. As her lips pressed to Alice’s moist rip and yielding lips, the young bound golden beauty felt the ridged length of Sheba Kaw’s cock pressed to the flat plain of her abdomen. It seemed that this beautiful butterfly was neither man nor woman but apparently both at the same time. Kaw loved the way Alice’s moist rip lips “O”ed as she /he pressed his cock into her chaste young body.

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The white rabbit enjoyed watching Sheba Kaw and his “Garden of Earthly Delights” sensual, seduction of the ravishing golden haired beauty. He drew his watch from his vest pocket; it was time for young Alice’s next adventure in Wonderland. He smiled perhaps a moment or two more with Kaw and his mischievous garden, before Alice truly had to go.
 
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Alice squeaked in surprise to find that Sheba Caw the lovely female butterfly also was the owner of a male member. Sheba Caw was both man and woman. Curiouser and curiouser. She had little time to consider how this could be because the butterfly was driving her to the heights of bliss. Her bow tensed against the restraining vines and she came with a shout.
 
The white rabbit enjoyed watching Sheba Kaw and his “Garden of Earthly Delights” sensual, seduction of the ravishing golden haired beauty. He drew his watch from his vest pocket; it was time for young Alice’s next adventure in Wonderland. He smiled perhaps a moment or two more with Kaw and his mischievous garden, before Alice truly had to go.

Kaw loved the way Alice’s moist rip lips “O”ed as she /he pressed his cock into her chaste young body. Alice found herself enfolded in those velvet soft wings, Sheba’s long tongue dancing with her little pink tongue and Kaw’s impressive cock pounding into Alice’s golden little tight pussy as she lay spread-eagled her dainty wrist and trim little ankles ensnared by the garden’s wild brambles. Once Sheba Kaw had sated her / his lust for the delicious young golden beauty she spread her wings to the morning sun and simply flew away leaving Alice to the lust of his Garden of Earthly Delights. Once more the Tiger Lilies acme to lick and lap at Alice’s sweet little nectar dripping pussy. Those very naught veins seeking her tight little derrière, pushing past that tight dark neither ring as others sought the girl’s sweet succulent mouth and tight little throat.

Alice was lost in a dark sinful ecstasy as the Garden of Earthly Delights Took its pleasure from Alice’s supple young body. Then Alice felt a tickling on her soft velvet inner thigh, the caress of soft fur, and as her eyes fluttered open she saw the White Rabbit once more between her thighs as he pounded into her tight little pussy. Oh he was as quick as a bunny as he brought her to the edge of that dark abyss that promised her such forbidden ecstasy. But he came deep inside Alice before she reached the peak of the promised orgasm but was left wanting.

Ding, ding, ding Rabbits watched chimed.

“I’, late, I’m late for a very important date.”

Rabbit once more dawned his hat and vest and scampered off leaving a sweet naked Alice reclining on Sheba Kaw’s now empty mushroom. Alice’s panties, bra, and little frock and apron lay next to her and Alice knew that she must go as The Garden of Earthly Delights slumbered, for if it awoke she would once more find herself bound and spread-eagled and it its mercy as it took its delight from her delicious naked young body.
 
Alice stirred herself and put on her clothing languidly pulling up her stockings, sorting out her frock and pinafore. She slipped on her shoes, ran fingers through her hair and dashed off after the White Rabbit.

How very rude of him to have taken advantage of her and then run off.

As she was getting ready to dash follow after him she found a note on the caterpillar's mushroom. It said "Eat me."

She shrugged. He wouldn't leave a note if the mushroom would cause her any harm. She broke off a piece and munched on it while she off off the way she'd seen the White Rabbit go.

It wasn't long before she realized she was growing. Either that or the flowers and grass and everything else around her was shrinking. She tensed fearing that she might continue to grow, but happily she stopped at what she thought was her orignal height, but how could she be sure in this place.

The garden path led to a well-manicured lawn. There was a house with a footman in front. As she came closer, she saw that the footman had the head of a frog. "Curiouser and curiouser," she thought. Perhaps the footman could help her find her way.


((In the book, inside the house is a large kitchen in disarray with pots and pans being thrown about and the Duchess and her baby that looks like a pig. This is also Alice's first meeting with the Cheshire Cat. I don't think we need to have her interact with the crazy Duchess, but she can meet the Cheshire Cat either inside or outside, and I wasn't sure if she needs an interaction with thr frog-footman or not.))
 
Though Alice did not know it, it was if all Wonderland knew she was there and as naked as the day she was born. Alice was laying on the mushroom, finally stirred herself and put on her clothing languidly pulling up her stockings, sorting out her frock and pinafore. A little pout bowed the young blonde’s lips at how rude the White rabbit was running off like that. It was then that Alice found the note: “Eat Me”, by a piece of Sheba Caw’s mushroom. Being the trusting young girl that she was, Alice did as the note directed her and she ate the mushroom.

Alice slipped on her shoes. As she walked along and suddenly realized she was growing, either that or the flowers and grass and everything else around her was shrinking. What If she continued to grow, What I she became a giant? How could the White Rabbit……? Nice girls did not think about thing like that, like what the White Rabbit Sheba, and Sheba’s Garden of Earthly Delights had done to her.

Alice followed the garden path and parted a bank of ferns that blocked her way. Just beyond the ferns lay well-manicured lawn. There was a house with a footman in front. As she came closer, she saw that the footman had the head of a frog. "Curiouser and curiouser," she thought. Perhaps the footman could help her find her way.

“You, YOU, young lady you can’t go in!” the frog doorman told Alice. “The Duchess and her piggy son have not invited you!” The frog Footman’s long tongue snaked out and licked Alice’s face. ”Umm you taste good Miss.” His tongue shot out again and he licked Alice’s other cheek. “Yes very good.” indeed. The frog footman stepped closer to Alice. “I think I shall taste you between your legs young lady.”

As the frog footman was speaking a curious happened a great smile appeared on the eve of the house, no body just a smile. There was some thing about that smile that seemed to draw the eye to it wither or not you wanted to. Slowly a head and then a body began to appear. What are you doing Footman.It was a cat, a grinning talking cat. It turned to Alice. ”What is your name girl?”
 
The footman seemed rather grotesque to Alice with his frog head. It was like he was wearing a costume.

"I don't want to go in. I don't want to see the Duchess. I just want to go home." She rubbed at her cheeks where he licked them.

She stepped away from him, "You will not taste me anywhere! Why is everyone here so impertinent?"

Her eyes were drawn up to the eaves as a large smile appeared, although why anyone would smile in this mad world, she had no idea. Particularly when they had no head nor body to go with the smile. But then a head did appear, and then a body. It was a large grinning cat. ”What is your name girl?”

"I'm Alice. And who might you be? Can you tell me how to get out of here." She found the grinning cat to be as disturbing as the frog footman. She was thankful she was at her normal size once again, for had she been 3 inches tall, she was afraid the cat would pounce on her as if she were a mouse.
 
Cats by their very nature are sensual creatures. They also are self-centered and seek their own comfort before other’s and the Cheshire Cat was no exception. ”What is your name girl?” the cat seemed to yawn and stretch as he asked his question. "I'm Alice. And who might you be? Can you tell me how to get out of here.”?

The cat jumped down from the houses eves and leisurely walked over to Alice. He slowly began to circle the gorgeous young blonde, his body rubbing up against her legs. “ You may call me Cheshire Alice”. The cat purred. Each time that Cheshire circled Alice he grew a little larger and a little more like a man. He kept his body pressed close to Alice’s. “Miss Alice your clothing is in the way.” He purred sensually. There was a deep musky scent that filled Alice’s nostrils and senses as if Cheshire asking her to remove her clothing was the most natural thing in the world to do. “I know you want to feel my luxurious fur against your skin Alice.” As he purred his clawed finger toyed with the top button of Alice’s frock. Cheshire loved toying with this stunning young beauty.

The frog footman had already tasted the sweet silky smoothness of Alice’s skin and he was eager to taste her sweet nectar and breed her. Frog of course knew how to hold their position, observe the world and then strike at just the right moment. Frog waited patiently as The Cheshire cat toyed with the gorgeous young girl. Let him seduce her, when she was naked and vulnerable then he would strike and breed her.
 
"Mmm, yes. My clothes are in the way." She said languidly. She breathed his scent in. It was as sensuous as his fur. "I do want to feel your fur against all my skin. She stroked the fur at his chest. It was thicker and lusher than the White Rabbit's.

She untied her pinafore and pulled it off then she started working on the buttons of her dress. She didn't care that she was outside in the bright sunshine on the porch of a Duchess's manor house. She didn't care that a frog footman was standing nearby and watching everything. She only cared to do what Cheshire asked her to do and to feel his soft fur brush against her body.

She pulled her arms out of her dress then pushed it over her hips to pool at her feet. Cheshire let his bushy tail twine around her legs and waist. She ran her fingers into the fur of his chest. He was taller than she was now, and stood on two legs like a man.
 
The strong musky scent of The Cheshire cat filled Alice’s nostril and seductively called to her. "Mmm, yes. My clothes are in the way." Cheshire smiled as the stunning little blonde slowly began to remove her clothing. She breathed his scent in, it was as sensuous as his fur. "I do want to feel your fur against all my skin.”

Frog had to admit that Cheshire was a Master at the art of seduction. He watched intently as Alice languidly began to remove her clothing. Alice moved almost as if she were in a dream. She untied her pinafore and pulled it off then she started working on the buttons of her dress. One by one they surrendered to her dainty fingers. Frog watched as Alice slid her dress down her arms. It hung from her shapely hips, she was bare to the waist except for the little lacey bra she wore. Frog could almost taste her now, but he fought to stay still. Alice wiggled her hips sensually and pushed the dress over her hips to pool at her feet. Alice stood before Cheshire and the Frog in nothing but her knee-high white stockings, her lacy little panties and bra.

Cheshire was surprised at how easily this gorgeous young girl fell under his spell. He let his bushy tail twine around her legs, his fur sensually rubbing against Alice’s pale silken skin. “Dear Alice if you really want to feel my fur then be a good little girl and remove all of your clothing.” Cheshire was eager to see this luscious creature naked, to be able to truly toy with her stunning young body. He longed to rack his claws along the Alice’s creamy white skin, to dominate her and to take her in his own dark way.

Frog cared little what Cheshire wanted as long as he could breed the little blonde beauty. He wanted to her pant and gasp as he took her, wanted to draw her to him as he took her, and he wanted to hear her scream in ecstasy when he came deep within her fertile young womb. He knew as a frog that she would find him repulsive while she would find Cheshire irresistible but in the end he would have Alice in any way that he desired, and Cheshire would make it possible.
 
Cheshire's scent was as heady as the smoke from the Caterpillar's hookah, but in a different way. While the smoke at hade her feel languid, the cat's scent--the longer she smelled it, made her want to hold Cheshire and rub her body up and down him. She want to feel his fur and the strong muscles beneath it as he took her in his arms.

"I want to be a good girl for you, Cheshire. Will you let me feel your fur If I'm a good girl?" She asked even as she unhooked her chemise and let it fall to the ground. She untied the ribbon at the waist of her bloomers and let them drop to her ankles with her dress.

Her pink nipples jutted from her pert breasts showing her arousal. She took hold of Cheshire's tail as he swiped it aslong her body and used it to tickle her breasts until her nipples hardened even more. She let out a small "ooh" and shivered.

All this time she paid no mind to the frog footman who was watching her avidly. But truly at this moment, her focus was on Cheshire, his smile, his voice, his commands and his soft soft fur.
 
Cheshire was a selfish creature caring only for himself and his pleasure. He loved the feel of Alice’s fingers as she ran them through his thick luxurious fur. It pleased him when she cooed so sweetly; "I want to be a good girl for you, Cheshire. Will you let me feel your fur If I'm a good girl?" His smile seemed to widen as Alice unhooked her chemise and let it fall to the ground. She untied the ribbon at the waist of her bloomers and let them drop to her ankles with her dress and stepped out of them.

Frog stood there and watched the stunning young blonde slowly strip for the cat. Her pink little nipples were such sweet little rosebuds atop their dusky pink areolas and jutted most delightfully from her pert breasts showing her arousal. Frog watched as Alice lost in the heady erotic sent of the cat took hold of Cheshire's tail as he swiped it along her gorgeous young body and used it to shamelessly tickle her breasts until her nipples hardened even more. She let out a small "ooh" and shivered. Damn Frog wanted her, wanted her now, but he knew the time was not right, but soon very soon he would have her on her hands and knees and would breed her.

Cheshire cupped Alice’s breasts and rolled her taunt nipples between his thumb and fore finger. He let his claws slowly slip out and pressed one to each of Alice’s nipples. “It would please me Alice if I could rake my claws across your breasts and you run your fingers through my fur dear girl. After all you said you wanted to be a good girl for ME.” Alice could feel the sharp tips of Cheshire claws at her nipples and on her firm young breasts.
 
A frisson of fear went through Alice's body. "Sir, your claws are so sharp. I'm afraid you will hurt me. Would you draw my blood?" She shivered again. She petted the soft fur on Cheshire's chest. "I do want to be your good girl, but ..." She shifted her weight back to get slightly away from his claws. She was conflicted. She loved the scent of the cat. She loved his soft fur and wanted to rub herself up against him. But his claws. She shivered for a third time. She tried to imagine what it would feel like to have them raked across her breasts, such a tender part of her body ...
 
Cheshire’s luminous yellow eyes seemed to hold Alice captive in their unblinking gaze. His smile only intensified the luminous glow of the cat’s eyes as. As Alice dreamily said; "Sir, your claws are so sharp. I'm afraid you will hurt me. Would you draw my blood?"

“I thought you were going to be a good girl for me Alice. After all I did let you feel my fur against your skin!” Cheshire leaned his head in and began to lick Alice’s pert little pale pink nipple. His rough tongue dragged across the sensitive nub. Cheshire flexed his claws letting their sharp points press into Alice’s breasts. “Umm doesn’t it make you feel more alive Alice?’

As Alice was distracted as Cheshire toyed with her luscious young body and mind Frog took the opportunity to snake out his tongue and began to lick Alice’s sweet little pussy. That long flexible tongue curled around the little blonde beauty’s clit. Then he began to fuck Alice with his tongue secreting a powerful aphrodisiac as he prepared the young beauty to be bread.
 
"I do want to be a good girl." Alice nearly moaned. Something was happening to her nethers. It didn't feel like Cheshire's fur. It was more like the soft vines in the caterpillar's garden, but not quite. She felt a heat growing within her. Her knees grew weak.

"I feel very alive, Cheshire. But I don't know if I can remain standing." She leaned against him, once more luxuriating in the feel of his fur. "I feel so ... hot." She rubbed up against him.
 
"I do want to be a good girl." Alice gasped, her voice a soft sensual sigh. Cheshire smiled as his rough tongue continued to lap at Alice’s taunt nipple, his claws slid down the sensual curve of the little blonde beauty’s breasts. His essence filled Alice as nothing had before. "I feel very alive, Cheshire. But I don't know if I can remain standing. I feel so ... hot."

Alice was rubbing her gorgeous naked body against Cheshire’s fur as Frog continued to tongue fuck Alice as he prepared the adorable young creature to be breed. “Alice be a good girl and get on your hands and knees if you can no longer stand.” Cheshire’s voice wrapped around Alice’s senses, like the fingers of a mist it curled around her young mind bending her will to the cats. Cheshire watched as Alice feel to her hands and knees.

“Spread your thighs like a good girl Alice.” Frog’s long tongue slipped from Alice’s hot wet little pussy,. He watched as the little blonde beauty’s thighs spread as if welcoming him. Frogs tongue wrapped around Alice’s waist as he stepped between her thighs. His horn studded cock began to press into Alice. Cheshire’s cock danced before Alice’s moist ruby red lips. When the girl gasped as Frog thrust into her Cheshire shoved his cock between her moist lips. “Please me Alice.” Cheshire demanded as his claws racked the cheeks of Alice’s firm derrière.
 
Alice did as Cheshire bid her. She couldn't do otherwise. She inhaled his scent and only wanted to please him. His claws left red marks on her skin, not enough to break the creamy smoothness, but enough to bring color wherever his claws traced leaving their mark.

She felt the frogs tongue invading her privates, but she was in such a haze of sensuality she didn't realize she was being attended by two creatures, not just Cheshise alone.

She got on her hands and knees right there on the porch. The frog took her from behind and she gasped as he thrust. He held her in place with his whip-like tongue. When she gasped especially loudly, her mouth making a large "O" that Cheshire happily plugged with his own cock. Both cocks were rough; the frog's studded, the cat's with hook-like barbs that went into her mouth easily enough but caused some pain on withdrawal which made her keep it in her mouth and suck it as long as she could.

She felt like she was a pendulum or sorts going back and forth between them. In trying to get away from one, the other thrust deeper and harder as if they wanted to outdo each other.

Cheshire raked her round bottom with his claws that made her whimper. She couldn't speak to plead with them to stop, but as they continued to rock her between them, she found she didn't want them to stop as she neared that euphoric feeling once more.
 
Alice was putty in Cheshire’s hands; it was as if she could not resist what he told her to do. Cheshire knew that Alice was in the euphoric throws of his scent. He watched as the naked little imp slowly sank to her hands and knees. Unwittingly opening herself to Frog and his desire to breed her. He loved the way her moist rip lips “O”ed so seductively and the little gasps that escaped them as frog thrust into Alice’s tight little pussy. Cheshire then claimed Alice’s sweet moist warm mouth.

The Cat enjoyed the sight of Alice impaled on Frogs cock as his own was buried deep in her tight little throat. He loved the obscene picture of Alice being see-sawed between the two of them, back and forth between them as she tried to get away from one, the other thrust deeper and harder as if they wanted to outdo each other. Cheshire flexed his sharp claws and raked Alice’s firm heart shaped derrière with his claws, he loved how she whimper. Alice couldn't speak to plead with them to stop, but as they continued to rock see-sawed her between them, she found she didn't want them to stop as she neared that dark abyss that promised such pleasure and now an unimagined euphoric feeling that would sear her to her very soul.

When Alice came it was like nothing she had ever felt before. The euphoric pleasure a blinding whit hot light that flashed through every fiber of her being. As that pleasure cascaded Through her Cheshire began to fade until the last thing Alice saw was his mocking grin. It was then that the hapless young blonde became aware that the frog doorman was fucking her.
 
"Oh!" Alice cried out when Cheshire's cock literally disappeared from her mouth. While she still felt the aftershocks of her most amazing orgasm, the effects of Cheshire's scent dissipated as quickly as he did. She realized she was still impaled from behind by ... the Frog Footman. The Footfrogman? She shook her head to clear the cobwebs.

She tried to stand up, to get away. "Get off me you ... you ...Amphibian! How dare you take advantage of me while I was--I don't know what I was. But I am not that any longer."

The frog's tongue held her in place. His hands gripped her shoulders and pulled her back to him after every thrust. She cried and begged him to stop. Without Cheshire's scent to enthrall her, the Frog's member was painful. It filled her, spread her. It felt like fingernails scraping inside her.
 
“Oh” the dreamy half gasp explanation bubbled from Alice’s moist ripe lips as Cheshire slowly disappeared. The luscious young blonde was in the after glow of the most intense orgasm of her young life. Slowly as the sexual after glow diminished Alice became aware that she was still impaled and being fucked, and yet Cheshire was no longer there. A bemused, confused look came over the girl’s angelic face, How could that be?.

Then reality hit Alice, the Footfrogman was fucking her. She shook her head to clear the cobweb, yes he was fucking her from behind, deriving into her pussy with powerful thrusts. "Get off me you .......you……....Amphibian! How dare you take advantage of me while I was………I don't know what I was………… But I am not that any longer." Alice words came out disjointed and confused. She tried to scramble away from Frog, but his strong flexible tongue was securely wrapped around her slender waist holding her captive and in place. Frog’s strong hands gripped Alice’s shoulders, he pulled her back to him , her back arched as her thrust into her pussy. No longer under Cheshire induced euphoric state Slice could feel the horn studded cock of Frog as it pounded in and out of her sweet tight little pussy.

It filled her, spread her. It felt like fingernails scraping inside her. Yet despite her begging and pleading for him to stop Frog was determined to breed the delicious little blonde. As he fucked Alice he began to excrete a powerful aphrodisiac that bathed Alice’s pussy. The young beauty was caught up in a strange and growing sensation of pain and hatred for Frog and a growing arousal that began to spread through her. Alice was lost in the intensity of this strange sensation when Frog came for the first time. He filled her fertile young womb with his seed. He was afraid that that just fucking Alice once would not ensure that he had successfully breed her. So, he kept fucking her till she collapsed. Alice was spent and exhausted as she faded into unconsciousness.

Alice awoke naked, a choker around her slender neck and a leash that chained her to the porch. Frog was standing over her. “On your hands and knees girl!” There was no doubt what Frog wanted from her and there was no place for Alice to run to.
 
Alice got to her knees and sat on her heels. "How dare you! Where is your master? You should be thrashed for this." She was outraged, more outraged than she had ever been. Perhaps it was the aftereffects of Cheshire's heady scent. She had been so docile and compliant and now she wanted nothing more than to scratch out the frog's eyes.

But the frog's command was clear as was the stern look in his large eyes. Since she was tied to the balustrade on the porch, she had little choice but to comply. She got up on her hands and knees and looked up at the frog.
 
Frog kept Alice for three days and in that time he breeds her five times a day and kept the gorgeous young blonde tied by her leash and collar to the balustrade on the porch. When he believed that he had breed the luscious young creature he freed Alice to go on her way. The strange thing was that each time he breeds Alice an excreted his powerful aphrodisiac into her it hurt less and less so by the end he believed she almost took pleasure in the act and the pain.

Frog watched as Alice dressed in her very proper frock and pinafore. He found it arousing the way she put her stockings on as she arched her foot, the act accentuated the sensual curve of her calf. He watched as she hurried down the road in the same direction that the White Rabbit had taken.

Alice walked on through the green wood the lacey shadows of the branches making a fine lattice work on the forest floor. Every now and then Alice thought that a bramble or a vine had reached out to caress her shapely legs as they had done in the Caterpillar’s garden. The day wore on as Alice followed the path that wound through the Green Wood. It was just about Teatime when she heard the noise that sounded very much like a party.
 
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