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from his lap and seemed to be growing thicker and longer by the second. “Where would I put my bottom? There seems to be no room.”
    The Hatter winked. “Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be so totally full that you thought you might burst?”
    “You mean like when I go out to dinner and eat too much when I should have taken the leftovers to go?”
    “No, that’s not exactly what I mean.”
    “Then what do you mean?” She couldn’t look away from his long rod, it was if she had fallen into a trance herself.
    “I mean what if you sat in my lap? And I filled up your bottom?”
    He couldn’t mean what he was saying. “Filled it up with what?”
    “With my cock.” And to illustrate, he took hold of it and began to stroke.
    Next to her, the March Hare did the same with his charming curved shaft.
    And as much as she liked these two men, and as much fun as she was having with their game, and as much as she wanted to be bold, Alice gave her head a shake. “I think that would hurt.”
    “Have we hurt you so far?” asked the March Hare.
    “No, but I think the Hatter will be too big.”
    “How about me?” The March Hare angled his hips to thrust his length in the air.
    Alice shook her head. “No, I’m afraid that even though it’s curved in that charming way, yours is too big, too.”
    The Hatter climbed off the sofa or table or sex chair or whatever it was and nudged the sleeping Dor Maus with his toe. “Wake up, Maus, and take off your clothes.”
    And as absurd as the order was, the man woke and disrobed as if it was the most natural thing in the world, then he stared at her bare breasts and glistening nipples with wide and hungry eyes.
    And even though she’d just had the Hare inside her and the Hatter deep in her mouth, Alice still felt ashamed she was naked in front of this new man.
    “How about him?” The Hatter reached down and tugged at the man’s privates. “Is he a more comfortable size?”
    And Alice examined Maus. Five inches if he was lucky, the man’s member was chiseled like a sculpture, and was possibly the most attractive one she’d yet seen. And before Alice quite knew what she was doing, she nodded, and Maus was taking the Hatter’s place on the sex chair and pulling something that glistened on his perfectly formed part.
    “Sit on his lap, Alice,” the Hatter crooned.
    “Sit on his…?”
    “Yes.”
    “With his…?”
    “Yes.”
    “In my…?”
    “Yes.”
    “But, isn’t it…” Alice blushed something terrible and whispered, “dirty?”
    “Dirty?” Maus bristled. “I just took a shower this morning.”
    “I meant, my…”
    “Your bottom?” the Hatter asked.
    “Yes.” Alice hung her head in shame.
    “Well,” the Hatter said. “Only one way to find out.”
    Suddenly he, the Hare, and Maus were on their knees behind Alice, as the Hatter, now wearing a light band on his head like a medical doctor, spread her cheeks apart.
    “My!” Alice yelped.
    “Looks very clean to me,” the Hatter said.
    And then Alice felt something warm and wet where she’d never felt anything warm and wet before. She almost fell over again.
    “Tastes fine, too,” the Hare said.
    “You’re going to have your body your whole life, Alice,” the Hatter said. “There are no parts you should be ashamed of. And certainly no parts that are dirty.” He smiled and gave her a devilish wink. “Unless, of course, you
like it dirty
.”
    Alice wasn’t sure what to say, what to. No one had ever licked her there before. And no one ever wanted to put anything in there, either.
    But Alice thought about all the other new things she’d tried that day, things she never could have imagined, and she’d liked them all. And although she knew she probably shouldn’t, that no decent girl did things like this, Alice decided to take a chance and be bold.
    “Okay,” she said. And a millisecond after the words left her lips, Maus was back on the sex chair and the Hatter and the Hare had whisked