Chapter 2 – The Trip
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While Gil had managed to keep some aspects of their lake meeting a secret, the rest he had spilled, which was the only thing that could explain Uma's crew crashing the emergency Wonderland Mushroom meeting they were trying to hold in Mal and Evie's room.
"What does this have to do with you anyway?" Mal grumbled as they all settled around the room, Jay deciding to preemptively cut off her annoyance by nudging Chad in Mal's direction.
It worked the way it always did, with the blond shyly saddling himself up to Mal's side and Mal sighing before she dragged him into her lap, nuzzling his shoulder while he got all flustered before eventually melting into her hold. It was a warm, familiar sight, one that usually filled Evie with a certain fondness, only now she had the added threat of that fondness pointedly showing between her legs.
It was why she had decided to hide behind her desk for this meeting, legs safely crossed no matter how much it stung.
"We've had our fair share of run ins with those stupid mushrooms too," Uma drawled, motioning for her crew to take a seat. Evie noted the embarrassed flush on Harry's cheeks, the very slight hunch of Audrey's shoulders because she seemed to make an effort to smooth them out, and filed that information away for later.
Mal opened her mouth, then seemed to decide she didn't actually want an explanation and closed it. "Whatever," she settled on. "Evie, can you run us through it again?"
So Evie did from her very safe position, conscious of the strain between her legs. She had sewn herself a few new pairs of underwear to accommodate her new um- baggage, and she'd been experimenting with tucking, which seemed to somewhat help her predicament, even if it was a bit painful.
"So we have to get these things back to Wonderland?" was Ben's deduction. "Or else the chaos magic will take over Auradon."
"Exactly." Evie nodded. "There's a balance to these things. If that cluster Gil discovered gets any bigger, it could throw off the entire magical order of Auradon. Current spells we have in place – like the barrier – could be threatened."
"And we can't have that," Mal said, frowning. "Alright, Jay and I were the ones to get a mushroom out of Wonderland, it only makes sense for us to return them."
"Yeah, you're not going alone," Carlos said, his brows set in a familiar expression of stubbornness. "You said that place is chaos."
"It's annoying," Mal countered. "And there's no need to risk more people when Jay and I can get the job done."
"I'm going," Audrey declared, shocking just about everyone but Doug. "This isn't just some in and out trip. It's Wonderland. If we want to get there, we're going to have to sneak in. That means we have to be completely off the grid and have a believable alibi for the weekend. If we try to do this through proper channels, it could take months, and who knows how many more of those things will grow in the meantime."
"If you're going, I'm going," Uma grunted. "At least I could teleport us out, if needed."
"Assuming your magic works properly," Mal said. "And it won't, trust me on that."
"Maybe… non magic people should go?" Chad offered, twitching when he drew their combined focus. "It just- it seemed to um- act up around you guys. Maybe if Carlos and Harry and I went-"
"Fuck it," Mal growled, hugging Chad closer. "We're all going."
Which was probably the only way that was ever going to end, even if it filled Evie with a palpable sort of concern.
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The best plans were simple ones, which was why half of their plan was at least salvageable.
On paper, Ben was inviting them out to celebrate an easy weekend at his family's beach house. With the criminal proceedings of Gil's attackers advancing into more complicated stages, with Doug introducing two more people into his courting process and Ben dealing with the pressures of imminent coronation and Chad still working on rebuilding his relationship with his depressed father – they all had an understandable need for something relaxing.
The beach house had the benefit of solid defenses, which would keep Doug's security detail at bay (because apparently he had one of those). It was also adjacent to a portion of the bay relatively untraveled by ships, which was what they needed.
"I'll swim us there," Uma explained when they got their gear in order.
None of those that had known about the mushrooms had wanted to get anywhere near the cluster (which left Evie with a lot of questions), but apparently Gil was able to navigate the plants unmolested, so he had been the one who ended up picking all the mushrooms and transferring all the flowers to travel pots. All the foliage was now safely in bags strapped to their backs, distributed among them to minimize the amount of chaos magic each person was carrying.
"The air bubble spell will keep you safe," Uma continued as they started wading into the ocean. "I'll drag us low so no one will see us, and then follow the chaos magic until we reach the shores of Wonderland. From there…"
"Literally anything could happen," Evie reminded them. "So be careful."
She herself had done a lot of panicking and planning, trying to control what she could with the knowledge that everything in Wonderland, including herself, would be outside of her control. She'd tucked and taped and worn her thickest, more durable leggings (because pants would be a total indication that something was wrong with her) – seen to her new addition's needs a couple of times before they left, and mentally prepared herself as much as she was able to.
That was all she had a handle on. And that could very well change going forward.
"Okay," Mal said, motioning for everyone to get close. "Let's do this thing."
Uma's mermaid transformation was beautiful – a typical tail traded out for lovely, turquois tentacles that helped her navigate the water. She curled a few around the bubble barrier surrounding them – Mal and Jay working together to hold it in place – and then she was off like a rocket, tugging them through the depths of the ocean.
"You know," Carlos said, watching dark waters flash by them. "I thought this would be a lot more terrifying, but it's pretty cool."
"Of course it's cool," Harry said, puffing up with pride. "It's Uma's spell, and Uma-"
"Is the best individual to ever walk the face of the Earth, we know, Harry," Mal groaned, flopping into Evie's side. "You are disgustingly dedicated."
"No, you are not," Audrey said sagely, running her fingers through Harry's dark locks in a comforting pet before she dragged him in for a kiss.
Evie tried not to look at it. She tried to avoid exposing herself to any kind of displays of affection nowadays, seeing as just about all of them set her off.
"Hey," Mal whispered, her chin hooked onto Evie's shoulder. "Are you okay?"
No, Evie was not. Evie had given herself a magic dick that may or may not get worse when exposed to the chaos of Wonderland. She didn't know what the future would bring her, didn't know how Mal would react because she couldn't work up the courage to tell her.
"I'm just worried," Evie said, keeping her voice down. "About what will happen."
"You don't have to go in if you don't want to," Mal said, always supportive, protective. "You could just stay on the beach. Or we could ask Uma to drop you off outside."
"No, it will be okay," Evie said, wishing she believed it. "If you guys are going, I want to go, it's just…"
"Yeah," Mal sighed, wrapping an arm around Evie's waist. "There's no way of predicting what will happen when we get there." She paused, seeming to think something over before she pressed a kiss to Evie's shoulder, squeezing her waist. "I know how you like planning and order. This must be killing you."
"A little," Evie admitted. "I just- I want to make sure you're safe."
That everyone came out in one piece.
That earned her a fond smile, one that was loving and full of warmth, that always made Evie go weak at the knees. "We're going to be okay, Eves," Mal murmured. "We got through last time."
"Though granted, there was like, way more sex than I had been expecting," Jay murmured from where he was cuddling Chad.
Doug, Carlos, and Harry seemed to startle.
"What?" Harry growled. "What are ye talking about?"
"Don't worry about it," Mal said, waving him off. "I'm pretty sure the only reason any of that stuff happened was because of a spell I cast. Wonderland probably took its cue from that. So long as we don't cast any sex spells, we should just get normal chaos instead of sexy chaos."
"I'm um- kind of wondering why you cast a sex spell," Ben said, his cheeks dusting in a bright flush. In his lap, Carlos didn't seem much better.
"To sneak out the mushroom," Jay said, sort of grinding Evie's mind to a staggering halt. "But it shouldn't matter now. Like Mal said, so long as we don't cast any sex magic-"
"What if it remembers?" Harry sputtered, making Audrey tense beside him. "What if it does sex stuff anyway? Ye didn't think maybe that was something ye should warn us about?"
Mal and Jay paused, sharing a look with each other that spoke volumes, because obviously they had not thought this might be a possibility worth mentioning.
In Jay's lap, Chad looked a little faint.
"It will probably be fine," Jay said. "Don't stress about it. If you do, it will probably learn somehow and shove us into a sex dungeon."
"That can't actually happen, right?" Carlos asked, sounding worried. "We're not actually going to get sent into a sex dungeon?"
Before any of them could answer, their bubble seemed to bolt through the water, thrashing upwards and towards the shore, barreling at an uncomfortable speed.
"Shit, shit, fucking shit." Evie heard Harry curse as they were thrown against each other in graceless piles, all of them clutching onto their backpacks.
Through the disorienting surge they went higher and higher until Evie saw them break the surface, the world exploding into vibrant colors around them, and then-
She fell, knocked her head on something, and everything went black.
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Evie woke in what seemed to be a dungeon.
It was a clean dungeon, at the very least, filled with smooth stone and fresh air. It wasn't dank or moldy like Castle Across the Way. It wasn't falling apart.
It seemed to be a large circular room portioned into six sections. The sections were marked off by what seemed to be thick glass, but Evie was pretty sure if they tried to break it, it would be impossible. They weren't perfect pie slices. There seemed to be a circular space in the middle of the room that allowed them easy sightlines into all the other spaces, which was good, because it would seem that all of them were scattered among the six rooms.
Doug was unconscious on the floor of Evie's room, his hands still curled around the straps of his backpack. The room to Evie's left had Uma and Carlos, and to her right she could see Gil and Chad. The others were paired up like that amongst the other rooms – Audrey and Jay in one, Ben and Harry in another. Mal seemed to be in a room all by herself and was annoyed by it, the half-Fae on the other side of the chamber as she glared at their predicament.
"Come the fuck on," she growled, her voice carrying through the barriers clearly. "We weren't even in Wonderland yet. You didn't have to throw us in an actual dungeon!"
If she was talking to someone, they didn't deem to reply, which only made Mal pout more.
"Mal?" Evie tried, rising to her feet on shaky legs. "Is this Wonderland?"
"Yep," Mal sighed, letting her head fall back with an open sort of weariness. "This is Wonderland." She kicked her way around her empty room. "Look, we just want to return some mushrooms and stuff that somehow showed up in Auradon. Could we please just do that? It doesn't need to be a thing."
"Illegal contraband, you say?" a new voice burst to life, making Evie jolt before she realized it was coming from the ceiling of the center room. She drew herself close to the curved glass and craned her head up to see a… large, talking doorknob situated there. A talking doorknob, without a door. "And you're trying to sneak it back in?"
"We don't know how it got out," Mal insisted.
The doorknob narrowed its eyes at her. "I'm pretty sure you do," it sniffed, the essence of haughty. "But I'm willing to make a deal with you. Complete the trials – put every key in the right lock – and I will allow you to return your illegal contraband."
Evie watched Mal bite her lip, felt proud at how she was restraining herself, before the half-Fae diplomatically sighed. "Okay," she relented. "Thank you. We'll do your trials. Any chance you're going to tell us what to do?"
"I already told you what to do," the doorknob sniffed. "But I suppose I could let you go one at a time to better figure it out. Why don't we start with you two?" He looked over to Ben and Harry's room where the two of them where mostly awake, their packs abandoned on the ground as they tried to get a feel for the situation. "Yes, I think you two will do quite nicely."
"Will do nicely for what?" Harry growled, and then the room around them seemed to change.
It wasn't a discernable thing. It seemed sudden – one minute the room was smooth, uniform stone and the next it was different. The floor became tiled like a black and white checkerboard, and the wall that wasn't glass filled up with doors. The entire space was doors, even those that could be of no actual use, some small, others huge, all littered the entire span of the wall up until they reached the ceiling.
"Fucking hell," Harry sighed, looking at their predicament. "This is going to take forever."
"Um… not really," Ben said, his brows furrowed. "I don't see any locks."
Harry tensed, then seemed to reevaluate the door wall before he realized Ben was right. "Well, this is a dumb fucking joke."
"It's not a joke," Ceiling Doorknob sniffed. "Just because you can't see what's necessary doesn't mean it's not there."
Harry looked like he was about to snarl a reply but Ben held up his hand, which didn't seem to help Harry's frustration until the prince crossed to a small door that was lower on the wall, a couple feet down. "This one has a lock."
"Great," Harry growled, crossing his arms with a huff. "Now where's the damn key?"
"You already have the keys," Ceiling Doorknob sighed, seemingly exasperated. "Now you just need to use them."
Ben and Harry just sort of looked at each other, as though secretly hoping the other would manifest a key somehow.
Mal sighed. "Last time we did this, the um- 'key' was Jay's dick, so…"
Harry sputtered. "Ye want us to put our dick in that?" he growled. "It's too fucking small!"
"Um." Doug had gotten to his feet in the last few minutes and now stood beside Evie, watching through the wall that was closest to Ben and Harry's door. "Check behind you."
Both teens turned to see that a glass table seemed to have materialized from nowhere, and on it was a glass bottle and a plate of cookies, but no key.
There was a moment of palpable awareness on Ben's face. "It's like Lady Alice's adventures in Wonderland," he declared suddenly, running a hand through his hair. "She had to do something just like this. She shrank to get through the door-"
"But left the key on the table," Audrey said, her and Jay seeming awake now too, sitting on the floor of their blank space. "But this time the key is your dick, so at least you can't leave it behind."
"Does that mean one of us is that Alice chick?" Harry asked. "Do we have to shrink-?"
Between one moment and the next, Harry's clothes seemed to change, replacing his usual pirate attire for what could only be an Alice in Wonderland dress. At least it was red, though.
"Fucking shit," Harry sputtered, blushing furiously.
"Yesssss," Jay cheered, clapping his hands. "Wonderland is the gift that keeps on giving."
"Fuck off, Jay," Mal ordered with a sigh. "Just because you haven't magically had your clothes changed doesn't mean you won't."
"Aw man, here's to hoping," Jay said somewhat dreamily.
Evie couldn't help but smile at Jay's unapologetic enthusiasm. It was one of the things she loved about him, even if it was grossly misplaced.
"What the fuck ever," Harry snapped. "Fine. I'll shrink down and shove my dick into the stupid lock and we can call it a day."
"Here," Ben said, shyly passing over the bottle. "Don't drink too much, though. We don't know how potent it is."
"I can figure it out, thanks," Harry snapped, taking a healthy swig of the clear stuff.
He paused, Ben looking visibly concerned beside him, and all of them waited for a few long, nerve wracking seconds.
Nothing happened.
"Just wait," Ben said when it looked like Harry was going to take another sip. "It could just take time-"
"Ah-" Harry jolted, almost dropping the bottle as his legs seemed to give out on him. Ben was standing close enough to catch him and the drink, and hastily shoved the bottle onto the table so he could focus on keeping Harry upright.
"Are you okay?" Ben asked as Harry seemed to get more flushed. "Does it hurt?"
"Burns," Harry gasped, making Evie's stomach fill with ice. She was familiar with the sensation, but Harry already had a dick. "It burns, and I can't-"
He cut off with a gasp, eyes going wide as he stared down at his clothes. It took Evie a moment to catch what he was staring at, and when she did, she felt her face heat with embarrassment.
His clothes were shrinking.
The skirt was getting shorter, riding up to reveal more of those pale legs. The torso of the dress was drawing in, clinging to him almost like a second skin as it pulled taunt. The neckline of the dress dipped low, lower, until the pert nubs of his nipples appeared just above the line of the material.
It was a lewd sight, and it wasn't really helped by the way Harry was moaning, his hands pressed to his crotch.
"So-Something's wrong," Harry gasped. "The fucking panties are digging into me but it doesn't feel right."
"You could um- check," Ben offered, blushing furiously. "I won't look -"
"It doesn't fucking matter much, does it?" Harry hissed, trying to hold onto his anger in a bid to hold off his humiliation as he shoved what was left of his skirt up and out of the way, revealing a pair of ruffled bloomers that were cutting into him like something sultry. The distinct bulge of his dick wasn't visible though, which Evie worried about until the first mate managed to shove the waist of the bloomers down to reveal-
His dick had shrunk.
Even hard and wet, it was still unquestionably small. Evie didn't need to know Harry's original size to realize this adjustment wasn't natural.
"Fucking hell," Harry hissed. "It fucking shrank me."
"That um- was the point," Jay offered, his cheeks dusted in a blush.
"It's okay, sweetheart," Audrey offered, smacking Jay on the back of the head. "We love you no matter what, alright?"
"And this is probably temporary," Mal offered. "Beat the trial and it will probably go back to normal."
"Right," Harry said, and for once he wasn't snarling. For once he was calm, seeming to cling to that knowledge. "Okay, I'm just going to-" He took a shaky step forward, then another, Ben helping him all the way. It was sort of wild to watch Harry Hook, the scourge of Uma's crew, dressed like a sultry pinup girl. Weird to see him rocking a tight dress and ruffled underwear and heels and feel nothing but a tempting warmth.
Fuck, maybe Evie shouldn't be watching this. She was still tucked, still safely taped away, but this could be a complication she didn't need. And yet, she couldn't turn away. Couldn't help but stare as Harry got down on his knees and eased his small dick into the lock.
"There," he sighed. "Now would ye- ah!" He moaned, collapsing against the wall as his hips started to shake, mouth parted in desperate gasps as arousal seemed to surge through him.
"Um, right," Jay sighed. "Should have warned you that the locks like to give blowjobs."
"Is there anything else you'd like to tell us?" Audrey snapped, focus torn between Jay and the visage of her panting boyfriend.
"Um… no?" Jay offered, offering a sheepish smile.
"That's one lock and key taken care of," Ceiling Doorknob declared, interrupting their argument. "And now you must take care of the last one."
"But there aren't any more locks," Ben said, looking nervous.
Ceiling Doorknob rolled its eyes. "Eat the cookie and you'll find the last lock."
"Ten bucks says I know what this does," Jay murmured as Ben crossed to the table.
"Shut up, Jay," Mal sighed, seeming exasperated. "Ben's nervous enough as it is."
"Ben's about to get a giant dick, so I wouldn't be worried," Jay chirped just as Ben choked on a bite of cookie, the prince turning bright red.
"What?" he sputtered, but then he was doubling over, the crotch of his pants seeming to get very tight.
Evie definitely approved.
"Undo your pants before the magic breaks them, Ben," Mal ordered, and the prince seemed to hold onto her strong voice, fumbling for the clasp of his slacks as he got redder and redder.
He unzipped his fly and his dick seemed to surge out of its confines, thick and full, wavering hard against his stomach.
"Fucking, yessss," Jay groaned, palming himself.
"Jay, you fucker, you'll get yours," Mal tutted. "Ben-"
"Wh-Where's the lock?" Ben asked, looking around with an embarrassed expression. "Where-"
Harry moaned, loud and long, and as if on cue the back of his skirt seemed to shrink higher, revealing the pale swell of his ass. The bloomers had gotten even smaller since Evie had last seen them, had shrunk halfway down Harry's cheeks.
There was a cry from Harry, and his doorknob seemed to shove out, making his butt stick out while he slumped forward, revealing a wet, dripping hole flexing wide between his cheeks.
"There it is!" Ceiling Doorknob chirped. "Well, what are you waiting for?"
"I can't," Ben gasped, conflicted. "It's Harry."
"Just fucking do it," Harry moaned, his cheek pressed against the wall.
"It's okay, Ben," Mal soothed. "It's Wonderland. What happens here, stays here, just… complete the trial."
"Come on," Harry groaned again, shooting a glare over his shoulder.
It was a terribly alluring sight, Harry dressed like that, stretched and coy and waiting. Evie almost wished it was her in Ben's shoes, her getting to nudge her dick into Harry's warm heat. She wanted to hear him snarl while she called him her pretty girl, wanted him to get bashful and embarrassed while she rocked his world.
Instead she got to watch Ben do it. Noble, polite Ben with his engorged length settling behind Harry, placing his hands on his hips. Got to watch Ben slide his dick just over the waist of those bloomers, got to watch Harry shiver when Ben brushed against him, then moan when he started pushing into him in earnest.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Harry groaned, trembling hard. "Ben."
"I've got you," Ben panted. "You're so tight, Harry."
"You're big," Harry gasped. "B-Bigger than Doug."
Beside her, Doug flushed, a telling tent in his pants that was um- quite large.
Oh. So maybe that was something Evie would get to look forward to.
What was she thinking? She needed- this was a trial. They needed to get through this.
But it was difficult with Harry moaning like that, with Ben running a hand up his chest and pressing kisses against his shoulder while he fucked him nice and slow.
"Are you good, Harry?" Ben asked, murmuring against Harry's neck. "Do you feel good?"
"I feel fucking fine," Harry hissed, and then he spasmed with a moan. "It's- it's getting smaller."
"Your dick?" Ben hummed, Harry giving an embarrassed nod. "Wish I was that lock."
"Ben," Harry gasped, sending a wide-eyed look over his shoulder.
"Wish my mouth was that lock," Ben continued, peppering Harry's neck with kisses. "Get you on your back and suck that tiny nub until you went crazy."
"Don't say that," Harry moaned, but he seemed into it, his hips rocking back to meet Ben's thrusts.
"Get you dressed like that," Ben rumbled. "So fucking cute. Can you feel how hard I am for you?"
"I'm not- I-" Harry whined. "Ben."
"Pretty," Ben said, and then he was turning Harry's head, claiming his lips in a heated kiss.
Ben got like that when he was horny. They all knew it, knew that he was so calm and collected and polite the rest of the time that his beast side found sex to be its only outlet. Evie wasn't surprised that he was worked up or even phased by what he was saying, but Doug and Audrey certainly were shocked and, perhaps, a little turned on by the exchange.
Harry keened into the kiss when Ben's hands slid higher, twisting at his nipples with a casual attention that made Harry shake.
"So good," Ben said when they broke apart. "You're doing such a good job for me. Am I doing a good job for you?"
"Yes, Ben," Harry gasped, gaze half-lidded and expression entirely blissed out. "I- you're doing great. Ye feel so fucking good, I- please-"
"You'll get it," Ben said, a rumbled reassurance, and then he was fucking Harry harder, making him croon
"Ah- ah," Harry croaked. "It's getting- I can feel-"
"You're not fighting it," Mal said. "So the effects are coming undone."
"But it's getting too big for the lock," Harry gasped. "I can feel it strain- it's so hot and tight-"
"Then I need you to come, Harry," Ben growled, hand sliding possessively to Harry's hip. "I need you to fall apart for me right now."
With that, Ben bit into Harry's shoulder, making the first mate howl.
His head flew back, hips rutting forward, into the eager mouth of the lock while he whined out these little 'oh, oh, oh's' that seemed designed to wreck all of them. Eventually he fell away from the lock into Ben's lap, who wasted no time grabbing just above Harry's knees and bodily lifting him so he could fuck him in earnest, bouncing the first mate in his lap.
"Ben!" Harry crooned, arching back against the prince, his regularly-sized dick bouncing between his legs. "Ben, I- please."
"I've got you," Ben said, and then he seemed to fall apart, sheathing himself entirely in Harry before he started quaking against the first mate's back.
"Fuck," Harry gasped. "It's so wet, you're filling me up so- I- Ben."
"Harry," Ben murmured, teasing Harry's flushed dick and covering his shoulders in an array of bite marks.
It seemed to take a few moments for them to really settle, both of them gasping for breath, and when they did, Harry flopped back against Ben, his length very much in Ben's hand.
"Wow," Jay said, fanning himself with one hand. "That was intense."
And that really must have been the case, because Harry didn't so much as snarl at him, simply muttering a low, "Holy shit."
"You did it!" Ceiling Doorknob cheered. "Two locks and keys have been taken care of! You may return your contraband."
Like some kind of cosmic joke, the small door Harry had been fucking swung open, revealing a sort of grassy meadow.
Ben stared at it in a sort of daze before turning Harry's head so he could kiss him again, making the pirate whine. While he did this, Ben picked Harry up, depositing him on a bed that seemed to materialize from nowhere before he turned and got their backpacks, redressing himself as he went.
Harry's clothes stayed unchanged, still just as tight and alluring and feminine, his dick very much out and likely too big for the bloomers that now stretched around him.
"Thank you," Ben said as he unloaded the mushrooms and flowers from both backpacks into the door.
"Don't thank me for doing my job," Ceiling Doorknob sniffed. "Now, who's next?" Evie's breath caught as he looked around the room, tensing when it lingered on them for a few moments before it ultimately landed on the compartment where Carlos and Uma were stirring awake. "Ah, you two will do nicely."
"Do nicely for what?" Uma grumbled, rubbing the back of her head.
"For the next trial," Doorknob chirped.
"The next what?" Carlos asked. "What's going on?"
"Well, if past experience is any indication, you're going to have to fuck something," Jay offered in that dry, practical tone of his.
And then their room started filling up with water, which introduced a new series of issues.
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Endnotes:
That's right, we're back in Wonderland now ;)
Thanks to everyone for the feedback! Your support is always appreciated for these stranger stories – and this one's only going to get more chaotic as we go ;D
Story notes:
The entirety of my knowledge of tucking devolves from watching RuPaul's Drag Race, so take all of this with a huge grain of salt.
For the sake of this story, we're pretending Wonderland borders the ocean.
Until next time :)