A cat loomed over me, the size of a building. His face bent down and his smile was large enough to swallow several of me.
“Stop!” I cried. “Why are you doing this to me?” I asked, blue tears falling from my eyes. My vision blurred at the edges.
“You need to know the truth, Alice. You run and run and run from it but time’s up. I’ve caught you,” he growled with delight, a wet nose pressing into my chest as teeth dented my belly. I squirmed and cried out in fear, my legs kicking. I snatched his whiskers in my hands and tugged as hard as I could.
“Run some more, Alice. Run so you remember you’re prey.” He pulled back and I scrambled, clawing at the floor as I worked up to my feet and took off, running for the door and bursting through it into Wonderland.
The woods were silent as I trudged into them, darting around as if I knew the fallen logs and giant mushrooms—had mapped them from many adventures.
But I didn’t. I couldn’t. Right? Wonderland…how often had I come to Wonderland? It all felt so swirled in my head right now. I’d come here as a child. That was the last time I remembered and yet I knew I’d been here since then. That I’d talked to Mad Hatter, knew her like a friend, and had bought that picture from her. And I knew things about Wonderland I shouldn’t for just that small trip as a child—the people, the places, the woods themselves.
The noise of an animal chasing after me made me cry out in fear. I turned around and there was Cheshire, back to a man of some kind, running on two legs, naked and muscled. His legs pumped and his pupils were thin slits as he tracked me. He was so fast and I was so scared.
I tumbled through the woods and felt vines reach out for me, brushing the sides of my feet. I saw eyes in the flowers, blinking open to watch me. I gasped. The thunderous noise above roared behind the clouds and on the side of my head rabbit ears bounced, long and white.
Cheshire collided with me, taking me to the ground. I screamed, kicking under him as his hands grabbed my outfit, pushing it up until my belly was exposed. A mouth of sharp teeth descended to my gut, biting into it with a growl as his tail flicked behind him.
“I’ve caught my bunny,” he said with bestial gratification. I trembled beneath him as he crawled up my body.
“Cheshire,” I said, lying beneath him with my eyes closed tight. His cheek brushed against mine.
“I’m going to fuck my captured prey,” he purred in my ear. His hands pressed my thighs apart, his cock sliding over the mound of my sex. I whimpered and thrust my hips toward him, seeking more. He grabbed the floppy white ears on my head and tugged, making my neck stretch, exposing it to him.
“Look,” he growled with a smile. My eyes opened and I stared into his face, ignoring the things in his hands.
“I don’t want to look,” I whispered. “Don’t make me look.” His smile stretched with malignant charm and then his mouth was on mine, licking into it and tasting me as he tugged on those long ears.
Cheshire’s cock pressed at my entrance, wanting in. I moaned into his mouth, writhing beneath him and hoping he’d finally push into me.
“I want you too bad to wait any longer,” he panted, his hips sinking down. My body stretched around him as he slowly thrust in. I gripped his shoulders, my fingers curling. He groaned as my claws sank into his skin, making red appear in his fur.
“My little rabbit,” Cheshire growled, settling his elbows above my shoulders to cage me in. He bit me across my cheeks and mouth and ear, nibbling at my skin before licking the same spots. He rutted between my legs in shallow thrusts, working me open over and over.
“Cheshire,” I moaned, meeting his thrusts. I wanted him deeper, all the way inside me. His tip rubbed against my walls. The texture felt like a pleasing, dull scratch. The same sensation as someone gently scratching at my scalp. I trembled beneath him, my legs kicking at the dirt as I moaned.
Cheshire groaned against me, sucking my tongue into his mouth and biting down as he began to work himself in further. The rest of his textured cock pressed inside me and I whimpered beneath him.
“That’s it, little bunny,” he purred, tugging on my ears. “Such a good little rabbit with a good little cunt.” He groaned, thrusting roughly inside me, rutting between my legs like the animal he was. I felt the soft brush of his tail wrap around one of my thighs as he pumped forcefully. He rushed in deeply then dragged himself back out. I whimpered, my body jerking. The pleasure was too intense and bright. The texture of his cock made me feel near hysteria.
“My white rabbit,” he said against my throat, teeth biting gently into my neck. I cried out in release, twisting my fingers into his fur. The orgasm shook the trees around us as I bucked beneath him like an animal of prey, giving him what he wanted.
Cheshire reached behind me, in the dirt and gripped a small, furry tail at the base of my back.
“Don’t,” I gasped. He tugged on it roughly, using it to drag me further down his cock. He was trying to make me see even though I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to think about the ears and tail. Didn’t want to hear his words rattling inside me.His white rabbit.No, no no.
“Just fuck me,” I insisted.
One hand grabbed a floppy ear and one gripped my tail. He tugged on them both as he thrust inside me once more, burying himself with a vicious growl that made me gasp.
A cry broke from my mouth as I felt the dull scratch of his cock turn sharp. Pinpricks sunk into my flesh, holding me in place.
Cheshire’s purr rolled across my skin and I felt him come deep inside me. My legs wrapped around his back and tightened, trying to pull him in deeper. A throaty moan came from me as another orgasm burst inside me, right where the barbed head of his cock sunk in.
His teeth bit my face before he licked the spot, a deep purr in his chest as he stayed buried between my legs, his cock pulsing.
I started to drift off, exhaustion pressing on me. Cheshire tugged my long ears.
“Come back, Alice,” he murmured but I couldn’t. I was drifting away.
