“He does,” Cheshire growled, sending chills over my body. Shaheen hummed, pumping his fingers inside me before pulling them out. I watched in the dim light as he pressed them past his lips and sucked. A pleased noise rumbled up his throat as he tasted me.
“It’s going to be tight,” Cheshire said with a chuckle. Things were already tight with us all squeezed against one another, legs tangled, fingers twisting. But I knew it was true. Things were only going to get tighter.
I moaned behind his hand as Shaheen’s cock pressed against my entrance. I felt his natural lubricant drench my core before he shifted his hips, pressing in.
“Oh, Alice,” he groaned. His ridges pushed in one by one as his caterpillar legs tightened on me. “Even if you forget me every day,” he whispered. “I don’t care. Nothing will stop me from loving you.” He gripped my hips and thrust forward, pushing his entire length deep inside me. “Won’t stop me from fucking you,” he rasped.
Shaheen buried his face in my neck, panting in my ear as he rubbed inside me. One of his hands reached between my legs and gripped Cheshire, pressing his cock to my entrance.
Cheshire groaned into my other ear as he sunk in, Shaheen guiding him into the tight spot. I whimpered and writhed between them. Cheshire’s hand on my mouth only tightened, keeping me from being loud as he forced his way in, stretching me open.
I could feel the way Cheshire’s erection ground into Shaheen’s as he dug himself inside me, pumping slowly in and out until I could take more and more. Shaheen groaned into my ear as Cheshire rubbed against us both.
I was incensed as barbs and ridges kept spreading and rubbing, splitting me apart and demanding a pleasure I’d never experienced before. I clawed at Shaheen’s shoulders, bucking between them, whining and moaning, arousal dripping down my thighs.
Each one panted and groaned in my ears, their cocks grinding against one another inside me back and forth like angry ocean waves eating up the beach one inch at a time.
They rocked their bodies on either side of me, thrusting as violently as they could inside the tight cocoon. My mind was spinning as I spasmed around them both. But I realised it wasn’t just the sex and tight space making me feel dazed and high. Making me feel like we were melting together into blues and whites and pinks.
It was Shaheen’s golden silk bleeding into our pores. It made me tired and dizzy, loose and euphoric. Our bodies were blurring into one as they fucked against each other between my legs, forcing me to take them both, to grip them tightly together as they sought their pleasure. I exploded, my body quivering, my mind rolling over as if lost in a tumbling wave.
Yet Cheshire was coming too, his spikes expanding to sink into me and Shaheen, gripping us all together. I cried out behind Cheshire’s hand, tears bursting from my eyes in ecstasy.
“Time for your eggs, Alice,” Shaheen rasped in my ear and I felt them travel up his shaft, felt his tip blossom open, and felt those round ovum press deep inside me, weighing heavy in my gut. Cheshire purred against us, his cum a mess between my legs.
Delirium and hysteria rumbled over my skin, following the path of Cheshire’s purrs until everything finally melted into a golden puddle, all three of us slipping into a deep slumber without ever untangling our limbs.
When I woke up I was in long grass that swayed with a warm breeze. The sky glowed a deep purple with the twinkling glitter of stars puncturing through the cloudy haze. It looked like Mad Hatter’s eyes.
Cheshire was wrapped around me, all hard muscle and soft fur, claws denting my thighs as he held me to him.
My body was stiff, my throat and tongue dry. My voice was a rasp as I tried to hum and stretch. I’d been asleep for a long time.
“Cheshire,” I murmured, burying my face in his chest and rubbing the tip of my nose against him.
“White Rabbit,” he purred, his voice scratchy from disuse. He slid an arm around my shoulders, hugging me as I nuzzled him.
“Was all of that real?” I asked.
“You’ll have to be much more specific, sweet Alice. You’re far too mad for me to know which parts you're questioning.”
“Stop that,” I hissed in a complaint, jabbing his ribs with a finger. He laughed at me and I sighed.
“The cocoon. Where’s Caterpillar?” I asked.
“Caterpillar is no more.” the languid, haughty voice of Shaheen came from above us. I twisted in Cheshire’s arms and looked at the creature standing at our feet.
“Shaheen,” I gasped. My eyes roved over his new body. It was beautiful. Four dazzling sapphire butterfly wings were spread behind him. Two long, feathery antennae were atop his head, and the rest of his upper half looked much the same—his four arms, his all-black eyes, his haughty mouth, and his tan, golden skin.
Beneath that the similarities dwindled. He had such long, powerful legs and clawed feet—all of it that sapphire colour of his that I adored. And at his hips were vicious-looking appendages that ended in hooks. I could only imagine what it was for, certainly to hold some victim close to him.
“Oh,” I said, my entire body feeling warm. They were claspers, intended to pin a mate to him as he filled them full of his ovum. His slit was partially open and I saw tiny feelers now rimming the entire thing. Those would brush and tickle across my sensitive sex while he pushed inside me and his claspers tightened around my hips to make me take it.
“I guess you don’t mind that I’ve changed,” he said, kneeling down and crawling over me. I watched his cock break free from his slit and was delighted that it looked exactly the same. Ten deep blue ridges and the flower bud tip. I could only imagine how much better it would feel, enhanced by those tickling feelers against me.
“No and I don’t hate you, Shaheen,” I said, stretching my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. “Though I do think you were frighteningly mean to me as a child.”
“I can’t tell you how sorry I am for that, Alice. You don’t have to pretend not to hate me.”
