It was the night of Alice’s 18th birthday, and she had spent the day being adored by her family. It was sweet and loving, and she enjoyed every second of it. Now, as she fell into a restful slumber, she re-entered the world of wonderland, where judgement was a sin and insanity was commended. She walked through the foggy forest, knowing exactly where she was. She had been there before, after all. The forest was different this time, and the roads and bends took her to different places than before. She frowned at the fork in the path, wondering where she was supposed to go next.
A voice drawled above her, a voice that made her feel at peace at once. “Are you lost again, Alice?”
She looked up at the striped cat, his body half invisible against the foggy night. His long fluffy tail swayed underneath the tree he was sat on, and Alice grinned up at him. “Will you direct me, Mr. Cheshire Cat?” She said as sweetly as possible.
“How about we do something a little more… exciting?” His smile widened to cover his whole face as he stared at her.
She gasped as she glanced down at her body. She was completely and utterly naked! She tried to cover herself, but there was no point. The cat had already seen everything. She was feeling… different than usual. She didn’t know if it was a good different, but it made her want to touch her body in a way that she’s never done before. She looked down to see a hardened nipple, and knew it sometimes happened when she was out in the cold. She pressed it, pinched it between two fingers as she rubbed her thumb against it.
The Cheshire Cat didn’t seem to judge her. No, instead he looked down at her with his tail still swaying and said, “try it with the other one, Alice.” She took his advice to heart and pinched her left nipple. She played with them both, looking down at them as she tried to focus. It felt so good! It was very confusing, why was her body feeling like this? Why did it want her to do more? To touch her own body more?
She had to see what else could happen. She closed her eyes and moved her hands slowly… slowly… downwards, feeling her soft skin and the supple untouched body of hers. “It feels good, Cheshire Cat.”
He nodded at her, though she couldn’t see with her closed eyes. “See what else you can do to make yourself feel good.” He seemed as inexperienced as she was, which made her feel a little more confident. He wouldn’t judge her, and would be there as a friend while she explored her body for the first time.
She reached down, further down, until she touched the part that was aching, that was begging for her to play with. She listened to her body, and pressed her hand on top of the mound, feeling the pressure against her as she made a soft moaning sound.