Alice awoke suddenly, shivering, the air quite chilly on her naked flesh, which was rather strange, or so she thought, seeing as she’d been immersed in hot water, or so she had thought. “I must have been dreaming again,” she murmured as she shook her head. “Or perhaps this is the dream…” Other images seeped into her mind, however, making her re-consider whether it had been a dream or a nightmare. She was having a bath. It...

The music drowned out the sound of the storm. Bittersweet songs tinged with hope that was just out of reach filling the cab of my beat-up pick-up truck as the windshield wipers fought a losing battle against the torrent that had been unleashed shortly after sunset. If it didn’t let up soon I was going to have to pull over and wait it out – the service road that led past my trailer had a bad habit of flooding.  As it was,...

I woke up several times during the night, though not for long. Once to find my Mistress slipping back into the bed with me. I assumed she’d gotten up to go pee or maybe get a drink of water. I remember smiling sleepily and maybe mumbling something out loud, but that’s about it. The next time I’d felt something soft brushing my lips and awoke to a soft kiss. Hers and the, somewhat surprisingly, Mr. Vandermeer’s. “Hi?” I wh...

Dorothy yawned. Stupid magic poppies. Really, she should know better by now. “Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice...” She looked around, wondering where Toto had disappeared to. The lion let out a burp. Not a good sign. Nor were her missing panties. She groaned. Not again. Goddamned Glinda. A glance down at her pubic hairs confirmed her suspicions. Glitter. “What the fuck happened last night?” She heard a nearby moa...

“Would you like some more tea?” Alice smiled as the face of the hatter filled her vision. She was laying upon her back upon the lawn, damp and sticky and still very much naked, not that she was overly concerned at the moment. ‘He is very handsome,’ she thought, gazing into his twinkling eyes and his infectiously mad smile. ‘And a true gentleman, too!’ For, as she was thinking those thoughts, the hatter had helped her to s...

Alice paused behind one of the oak trees just as the un-birthday song stopped, her experiences in Wonderland giving her pause. The scene before her, while somewhat strange, wasn’t particularly alarming. In the middle of a clearing sat a large rectangular table covered with all manner of treats such as cakes and scones and jam, to name just a few, as well as a very large teapot and bowls for cream and sugar. No fewer than...

A raised eyebrow brings her to her knees. A crooked finger, like a tether, brings her crawling, candlelight and strewn roses marking her path.   “Mine.” The words signal the turning of a page of a new chapter. Before, there was silence and doubt. After, absolution, crucified on an invisible cross and tangled in ebon sheets. Steel snakes coiled around wrist and ankle, the taste of forbidden apples upon her tongue, she call...

Now that she could see beyond the shrubberies that ringed the clearing, Alice didn’t feet quite as lost. The Caterpillar had told her to follow the signs, or rather, the sign, since there was only one. ‘Argyll Meadow. I like the sound of that. I could do with a leisurely walk, although it doesn’t look nearly as pleasant as the meadows I’m used to. In fact, I’m not sure it’s even a proper meadow.’ In Alice’s experiences, m...

Alice groaned, her eyes closed as she tried to shut out the soft sunlight warming her face as she woke slowly from from a very strange dream. One might even call it a nightmare! She’d been in a hospital or, more accurately, an asylum, one in which the doctor and his stunningly beautiful and cruel assistant had given her a very strange examination. She remembered if vividly, almost as if it was real. And afterwards, she’d...

When we’d entered the cavern, it had been with high spirits. This was, for us, a bit of a lark, after all and we were experienced adventurers. Jonas had been given a map leading us here for payment instead of the gold we’d been promised, which hadn’t gone over well with Luke or Caspar, though they stopped complaining once we set out.  Sala usually went along with whatever Jonas said or did, and this was no different. As f...

Alice blinked, surprised to find herself sitting on an uncomfortably hard wooden chair in front of a very large desk, behind which sat a very large man with an incredibly bushy mustache and sideburns and very little hair on top of his head. He looked very official, as did the room he inhabited. He also sounded very official (in other words, quite pompous). “So, these adventures you had. You believe them to be real? That y...

Had Alice been her normal size, she might have run laughing down the garden path, stopping to push her nose into this bloom or that and inhale the wonderful bouquet of scents that they had to offer. Still, she could admire them from afar. Or rather, from below. “So many colors, some I have never seen or even imagined!” she exclaimed, turning in place until she’d made a full circle. “I wonder whose garden it is. Mostly lik...

“Please!” Alice cried as yet another almost orgasm began to build within. She’d lost count of the number or times she’s almost gone over the edge, only to be pulled back yet again. Enough that she was willing to do exactly as Nobody had claimed – beg him to release her and do whatever he wished to her as long as he would finally let her climax. “Please release me and make me- oh! Oh no. Not again!” She barely heard his ch...

“Didn’t I tell you I’d find us a battle?” “Contrariwise, it was me, wasn’t it, who said it.” “Ain’t true!” “Most certainly is!” Alice was still laying beneath the bishop, hoping he wasn’t too badly injured (for despite his betrayal, she didn’t wish any real harm upon him) while listening to two impressively large men armed with what appeared to be very large baby rattles argue. “Logic says otherwise.” “Ouch!” one cried as...

Alice found herself in a very familiar setting; her father’s study, but not quite as she remembered it. Thankfully, she was wearing a dressing robe, for the idea of being naked in this most sacred of places would have left her completely flustered. ‘It is a dream, after all,’ she reminded herself. ‘And I am not suddenly returned home.’ Looking about the room, she took note of what belonged and what didn’t. Her father’s pl...