Alyce woke up feeling very refreshed and well rested. Looking around, she saw a plate of cake and some sort of liquid to drink. A little hesitant about eating and drinking stuff from this place, she was debating on whether or not to consume the rations, when Chet materialized before her. His ability to pop in and out of view never ceased to amaze her, and she watched in amazement. First, his devastatingly handsome face colored itself in. From his shocking, slightly insane, green eyes to his chiseled chin, covered in a neat goatee, Chet went from invisible to opaque. His full lips, framed by a smart mustache, grinned at her. “What a sexy psycho!” Alyce thought. “Chicken? You would starve, rather than eat what a stranger left for you?” he taunted. “Haven’t you heard, you shouldn’t take candy…er…cake from strangers,” she said. “But, we are not strangers, sweet Alyce. We’re friends. Remember?” he grinned. Sighing, she sat back. What should she do? If she refuses the treat, then she is being rude. If she eats the treat, there is no telling what would happen. Chet was her only friend here. If she offended him, she would be totally alone. Making her decision, she took a tiny bite of the cake, and lo and behold, Alyce felt herself growing. Up she went! When the growth spurt ceased, she looked down at Chet. Shaking her head, she felt so very stupid for trusting this nut case. With a cocky grin, he looked up at her, and then looked directly ahead at the sight in front of him. It was then Alyce noticed that his face was in a direct line with her clit. Oh. My. God. At this height, everything was bigger, including her hidden bud. Pulling her lips apart, Alyce looked down at her pussy. Not only did the cake make her grow taller, it made her clit swell to 3 times its normal size. Fascinated, she pulled the hood back to see it escort beylikdüzü better. Her nub stood out, proudly. A beam of sunlight highlighted the pulsing knob, and it glistened in the light. So absorbed in what she was doing, Alyce failed to notice that Chet had leaned forward to get a better look, as well. “Hmm…Looks like you got a problem there,” he remarked, sounding almost bored. “What do you mean?” she cried, suddenly alarmed. “Don’t you see? You have a swelling! You need to get that swelling down,” he said, “Need help?” Then, Chet grinned wickedly, right before he reached up and caressed her clit. It fit nicely into the palm of his hand. He massaged it gently, causing it to quiver and jump. Dipping his hand into her soaked pussy, he wet his hand and slowly massaged the swelling lump. Alyce moaned. She had never felt so many vibrations! Rotating her hips against his hand, she ground her over sized love button against his hand. Soon, his hand was covered in her milky wetness. “Drink the liquid,” he told her. Lost in the passionate haze, she did as he asked and returned to normal size. Frustrated, she glared at him. “Why do you DO that? Why do you get me all worked up, only to leave me hanging?” Alyce demanded. Chet grinned and said, “That is my charm. I work you up, so you can fulfill the requests given to you. Without doing the tasks that each person in this crazy land of ours asks of you, you would be hopelessly lost, with no direction. So, you see, I am helping you.” “But, I hunger for you!” Alyce thought. “Soon…very soon. I will taste you favors, but not right now,” Chet answered the unspoken plea. Growling, she turned away, presenting her back to him. She heard him chuckle softly, right before he grabbed her shoulders and whirled her around to face him. Cupping her escort akbatı face, he brought her close to his face. Ever so gently, his lips brushed hers, before crushing her mouth with his. Forcing her lips open with his tongue, he devoured her whole. His tongue plundered her mouth, darting in and out like a tiny cock fucking her. Finally coming out the rampant shock, she responded to the mouth rape. Her tongue battled his in a struggle for dominance. Coming up for air, he nipped her bottom lip and pinched her on the ass. “Patience, sweet Alyce. You will be mine, soon,” he said, as he vanished. “Damn man! He is always vanishing before things are finished. I am beginning to think all men are fuckers,” she grumbled. Looking to her right, she spied the path before her. “Guess I go this way,” she said. Taking the path, she walked for a time, until she came upon a very unusual party. Behind the gate, she saw one man. He was sitting at the end of a long table, talking to a ‘thing’ in his hand. Although he appeared to be alone, Alyce knew that there was someone else there. Not because she was psychic, but because she heard a distinctive slurping sound. “Come in. Come in! It’s 6 o’clock…tea time!” a deep voice called to her. The man at the end of the table was hot. He had long brown hair, pulled back into a low ponytail. His eyes were covered by round, dark glasses. A deep purple, velvet jacket covered his bare torso, and his chest…oh my God…his sculpted chest was covered in thick hair. As the table was in the way, she could not see lower, but knew he either was not wearing any pants, or they were open. She stepped through the gate and into the courtyard. “Welcome! We must meet! I am Matt Hatter, and this little gem here is my good friend, the white rabbit!” he said, as he introduced her to escort beylikdüzü the vibrator in his hand. “Uh…nice to meet you, I think. I am sorry to bother you, during your…uh…party…tea time…whatever, but I was wondering if you could help me?” Alyce asked. “No time for work! Tea time! Sit! Sit!” he told her, impatiently. When Alyce hesitated longer than Matt deemed appropriate, he got out of his chair and walked to her. Alyce noted that he was, indeed, naked. Here was this tall, sexy man, wearing only a dark purple trench coat, ambling toward her. All she could do was watch, open mouthed. His long, thick cock bobbed, as he strode toward her, and he was semi erect. It seemed like he was getting harder the closer he got to her. Grabbing her hands, Matt pulled her to the table. He wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted her onto the table, right in front of his seat. Then, he sat back down in his seat. “That’s…ugh…yes…better. Now, we…suck it, girl…talk,” he groaned. Alyce was confused. What the hell! Who was he talking to? She leaned forward and saw a petite, blonde head bobbing up and down on Matt’s dick. “Um…who is that?” she asked. “Oh, yes! I forgot. This is my favorite tea time fuck buddy, Marsha Hare. Come, Marsha. Come meet…uh, what was your name?” he asked. “Alyce,” she replied. A stunning blonde with ice blue eyes and ruby red lips popped up from under the table. She wiped the drool from her chin and eyed Alyce. “Nice to meet you! Would you like to help me suck this delicious pole? There is enough for both of us,” her tinkling voice twittered. “Thanks, but all I really need is some information. I am trying to find my way home and was told to look for the party,” Alyce stammered. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I can’t think very well when I’m horny. If you assist in emptying my balls of cum, then I most likely will assist you in choosing a path,” Matt leered. “Oh goody, I have a super idea! How about I lie down on my back, here on this table, and let my Matty slide his super cock into my slit, while I feast on your tangy slit?” Marsha exclaimed.