Alice picked up the small piece of cake. She sniffed it; it smelled just like normal gingerbread cake. It seemed quite ordinary. She looked at the Chesire Cat's grin and took a small bite.
Almost immediately Alice felt strange. The room began to waver, and then to melt. As it melted, the table started to get very large. Alice giggled, she had shrunk before. The room began to melt, and Alice closed her eyes. However, there was something different this time. Her dress and undies did not shrink with her; they remained normal size.
Alice felt a bit dizzy and took a deep breath. She felt her clothes slide off of her; she would be naked wherever she was going. When the feeling passed, Alice opened her eyes to a most unusual land.
She looked about; she was sitting on some soft an fragrant glass. The trees of the forest were quite proper; however, the mushrooms were bright green, with orange spots, and the mushroom proper was about five feet tall. Most unusual!
Naked Alice stood up, and saw the Chesire Cat sitting on a tree limb smiling at her.
"My, oh, my!" said the Cat. "How my little Alice has grown! It has been a while since Wonderland. Of course, you know we a not in Wonderland, but a different place. Turn and let me look at you!"
Alice did a twirl, and spun, smiling.
"Quite lovely," said the Chesire Cat, his smile bigger than usual. "Nice ass. Tits could be a bit bigger and firmer, though."
Alice blushed.
"Well, Mr. Cat," she answered, "they are all I have! Get used to it!"
"Wellllllllllllllll, now," said the Chesire Cat, "I can fix the tits problem, if you want me to. I can make them quite large and firm!"
"Really, now!" said Alice. "Hmmmmmmmm. I like what I have...but big boobs is what every girl dreams of! What do I have to do?"
The Chesire Cat produced a bottle with what appeared to be milk.
"Now, Alice, dear," continued the Chesire Cat, "what is in this bottle will give you nice, wonderful, firm breasts, quite large, and a lovely round ass. All you have to do to get it is masturbate for me!"
Alice chewed on her fingernail. She had never mastubated for anyone; indeed, she had only done it twice in her life. Whatever should she do? |