Chapter 4 – A Mad Tea Party
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"We never talk about this," Audrey said as they marched through the back garden. Not about her inability to hold her bladder in magic situations, not the urethra fucking, and definitely not on anything else they'd stumbled through so far. "Never, Jay. Not even to your friends."
"I don't think they'd believe me if I did," Jay said, a dull flush dusting his cheeks because apparently he had the good sense to be embarrassed by the fact that he was covered in Audrey's slick. "First that you'd come after me for my own wellbeing, and second that you'd let me touch your you know."
"Jay, you already touched it," Audrey huffed. "You can just call it a-"
Between one step and the next the ground seemed to get entirely closer, the flowers bigger, because they were apparently shrinking for no damn good reason anymore.
"Aw, hell," Jay said when they had shrunk smaller than the flowers. "At least we're outside this time."
"That is one bright side," Audrey allowed. It was difficult to get trapped in things if they were outdoors. "But-"
"What kind of flowers are you?" a bright voice cheered, and Audrey and Jay immediately found themselves scooped up by talking plants of all things.
That was right, Alice had gone through a living flower garden, and now here they were.
"The wilting kind," a tulip said, toying with the hem of Audrey skirt before flipping it up. "Look at her petals-" It reached between her legs and started toying with her, caressing the lips of her vagina before spreading them wide in a stupid examination.
Of course, because Audrey was still sensitive from the stuff she and Jay did at the house, her brilliant response was to moan somewhat brokenly.
"They're so small!" another flower cried.
Audrey's legs were getting spread wide, her head tilted back and legs pulled up as four different flowers leaned forward to inspect her privates, which apparently did things for her.
Maybe it had happened, Wonderland had finally broken her.
"This won't do," the rose tutted, its soft leaves seeming to finger Audrey in a teasing way. Soft grazes that slid through her folds, caressed her clit and the still-warm area of her urethra before beginning the process all over again. "She needs fertilizer."
"This one needs to pollinate!" A different flower said, and Audrey glanced over to see Jay in a similar predicament, his pants down his legs while a few different flowers toyed with his very hard length.
Oh. Okay then, now they were even, she guessed.
"Look how full he is!" another cooed. "Let's help him out!"
"Ah- ah," Jay moaned as they started pumping him in earnest, not that Audrey had much time to focus on it because her own flowers had located the fertilizer.
"There we go!" the rose chirped, slathering some kind of thick goo onto Audrey's groin. "This should have you growing in no time!"
The slime left a trail of building heat, had Audrey twitching with throws of want as the flowers moved to work it into her, aiming to massage it into every dip and fold until she was panting, whining from the attention. A tiny, baby tendril seemed to be stubbornly working the goo into her urethra, making Audrey's back arch as she eagerly rutted into it.
"Don't fidget," the rose tutted. "We need to make your petals bloom!"
"They look better already!" the tulip chirped.
Something was happening, Audrey knew. The sensation was familiar to the one she'd felt when Jay had spilt his potion, when she'd grown for just a second, long enough to lose herself, and-
Her lips were swelling. Her folds were getting wet, twitching wide, but she could see them go beyond a respectable state to something lewd, something she could never hide behind panties.
"Such a pretty flower!" the rose chirped, massaging her new, swollen pussy. Oh Light, everything felt so much better. "Now you just need some sunlight-"
"Maybe some water?" another cheered.
"Hold her up!"
And then Audrey found herself upside down, her legs held wide as they angled her groin up, until it could be hit by the warm rays of the sun. And instead of having the good sense to be embarrassed, Audrey moaned at the stupid pose, knowing that anyone could see her like this. It didn't help that the warmth seemed to activate something in the fertilizer, making her even more sensitive than before, throbbing and wanton and spreading wide, eager for things that wouldn't be given. That one tiny stem kept working in and out of her urethra, until at last it nestled deep, anchoring in place with something Audrey couldn't quite make herself care about.
"You do like showing off your petals, don't you?" the rose tutted, sounding amused as she spread Audrey's lips wide.
"I would too," the tulip murmured. "If mine were that pretty."
"How is it going over there?" the rose asked as she toyed with Audrey's folds, the princess twitching and gasping all the while. "Has he pollinated yet?"
"Oh, yes," another flower preened. "Several times. He's just so excited."
"Fuck," Jay groaned, mostly boneless in the arms of his flowers.
"What's this?" a flower said, and Audrey felt one of those soft leaves curling between her cheeks, probing at her hole. "Does this need to be fertilized too?"
In truth, Audrey had mostly forgotten about it. She'd been so focused on covering her groin that she'd lost track of the second shame she needed to hide. It'd completely slipped her mind, and now there was a leaf delicately tracing the neglected space, something that made Audrey flutter in response, shamefully enough. Which just-
"No," Audrey said, feeling her face flood with a new heat as she felt more of them part her cheeks. "It's- it's fine."
"But it looks so tight and sad," one of the flowers hummed.
"That's true," another one said. "A cute, puckered hole like that deserves fertilizer."
"Maybe we should go slow!" a different one cheered. "Get her used to it."
"And let her friend watch!" the first one said. "For moral support!"
There was a chorus of agreement before Audrey could protest, and then she found herself getting dragged in front of Jay who very much had his own problems going on. At this point, the amount of greenery surrounding his groin concealed the teasing he was likely going through but he likely wasn't out of it enough to miss Audrey getting bent in half in front of him, her skirt flipped up, gathered at her low back and cheeks spread wide, showing off the hole that continued to twitch and tremble with each stroke of their leaves.
"Watch this!" a flower cheered, and then before Audrey could argue, she felt that warm goo get worked into her rear, the flower massaging it restlessly into that tight ring of muscle before it pushed slightly in and swirled, making Audrey gasp, her swollen folds twitching and leaking anew.
She was a princess, they didn't mess with that kind of thing unless it was absolutely necessary. They didn't need to-
"I think she likes that!" the tulip cheered. "Keep fertilizing it."
"N-No," Audrey protested weakly, more for the show of it than anything else, because even this felt so good.
"There's no need to be shy," the rose tutted, "This makes your petals so very happy."
"She might even win Best in Show at this rate," the tulip crooned, and Audrey should protest, but all she could do was focus on the terribly warm sensation being worked into her entrance, the slime making her twitch and spread, eager to be filled when that was something she had literally never thought of before. The leaves swirled and dipped and prodded and she reacted to all of it, lightning bolts of want surging right to her groin in an excitement that Jay could see for himself, slick and fertilizer smearing against her thighs.
Oh please, she wanted more, she wanted them to go deeper. She wanted to see if it was just as good as everything else had been, she just-
"Okay," the rose said abruptly. "Our work here is done, I think." They flipped Audrey back over, a pulse of need shooting through her the moment her groin touched the leaves, despite the contact being relatively benign. Every small shift seemed to work her up further, had her pressing a hand between her legs before she could even help it.
Neither Audrey nor Jay seemed ready when they were deposited onto their feet – boneless, slick messes, Audrey pulsing with desire because she hadn't even gotten some kind of relief like Jay had. She could take comfort in the fact that she'd now seen his genitals, making them even, but her stupidly big groin rubbed against her thighs, made it impossible to close her legs, until she could only quiver beneath her short skirt, leaking steadily.
And that was not even mentioning her rear, which ached in a desperate sort of way, twitching without her control in a lewd display.
"Whoa," Jay gasped, fumbling to tuck himself back into his clothes. "So that was, um…"
"Also something we're not going to talk about," Audrey said, pressing a hand to her stomach. She could feel the heat reverberating through her core, almost like a taunt.
If she hiked her skirt up, she'd be able to see the little plant they'd left behind in her urethra. She should probably get it out, but-
What were the odds of it backfiring?
Best to keep it. Not because she wanted it, of course, she just needed to get through this in one piece.
"Right," Jay said. "So uh- now what?"
With great effort, Audrey managed to pull her focus from her own arousal and spotted what could very well be their next clue, letting a sigh work through her body.
"Looks like we're eating some mushrooms," she said, waving Jay onward.
What a dumb life they lived.
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"What's so special about these mushrooms?" Jay asked as they limped their way over to the giant fungus.
"Simple," Audrey said, grunting as she pulled herself on top of one of the large spores. At this point, she didn't even care if she flashed Jay, it was all pointless. He'd already seen all there was to possibly see, was still soaked in the remnants of her juices. "One side will make us big," she grunted as she settled into position. "The other side will make us small."
She reached down and grabbed a piece of each side, bringing it closer to her, and decidedly ignored the way her groin and backside seemed to appreciate the soft feel of the mushroom head.
No, she was not going to grind herself against a fungus. She had limits.
"That makes about as much sense as everything else, I guess," Jay said. He turned with a shrug and made his way towards his own mushroom a safe distance away, likely so they wouldn't bump into each other once they grew again. "Do you have any idea which is which?"
"Not a clue," Audrey hummed, glaring at the two pieces. "I guess I'll try this one."
She took a bite of the right side, and was entirely satisfied when the mushroom seemed to shrink below her. Progress.
The one downside was the constant shifting contact her growth spurred against her groin, but that was brief. It wasn't long before her rear spilled over the edge of the mushroom, her legs sprawling out in front of her, and-
Her entrance, that tight ring of muscle – hot and needy as it was, seemed to twitch wide when she had finished growing, and with a jolt, Audrey felt the mushroom push into her.
"What the- no," Audrey gasped, planting her hands against the ground as she tried to pull herself off.
It was no good, the mushroom was too thick, too strong, swelling deep inside her and stretching against territory she'd never played with. With the goo- the 'fertilizer', everything felt entirely too intense, everything left her gasping, legs thrown wide, knees bent as the mushroom seemed to thrust itself up and down deep within her.
"F-Fuck," Jay groaned, and Audrey glanced over to see the other teen sprawled out on his stomach. His pants were open though, and his mushroomed seemed to have found its way into his underwear, was doing something that made him moan and shake. "Audrey."
"J-Just ride it out," Audrey snapped. She tried to close her legs, but her groin was too swollen and the consistent rocking motion made it impossible. She tried to stabilize herself with one hand while the other crept between her legs. Originally, her plan was to cover herself, to hide her shame, but an accidental thrust had her grinding against her fingers, and it-
Was intoxicating, the eruption of tingles that followed. Her groin ached for contact as much as her fingers wanted to sink into that soft flesh again, and almost unwillingly, Audrey found herself playing with her flushed folds, rubbing and squeezing and savoring the slick that seemed to gush from her.
It was preposterous. What would Ben think of her? What would he think of his perfect girlfriend getting off from a mushroom fucking her ass? What would he say if he knew she was playing with herself in front of another guy, in front of Jay? She should be ashamed, but she couldn't stop, couldn't do anything but savor the thick slide deep within her, breath catching when she finally slid a finger into her folds and took it like a damn champ.
She quickly found herself adding another finger, and another. The stretch was good and the contact felt right, even if she swelled around her digits. She was going to lose it, like this. She was going to lose it to a mushroom in her ass and she didn't even care.
"D-Damn, Audrey," Jay hissed, watching her with a half-lidded gaze. "You're fucking sexy as hell."
"Don't you forget it," Audrey hissed between moans, rutting into her fingers.
Here she was, the princess of Auroria and Ulstead, pleasuring herself where anyone could see. She didn't even care that her skirt was flipped up, she didn't care that Jay had seen this, and she should. Sex was always a risky process for her, because as much as she wanted it, she had to be in control. She had to be strong. She had to be perfect, and basic carnal impulses didn't have a place in that.
She couldn't mess with sex toys and shit, because what if someone found them? She couldn't be human, she had to be a princess, she had to be better.
Here and now, though, she was nothing, she was low, and she liked it.
A firm thrust from the mushroom timed with a brutal curl of her fingers and Audrey was falling apart. She felt herself clutching at her digits, cooing at the warm sensation of her groin shrinking down again.
She was wet, so wet, the slickness smearing on her inner thighs. She let out a satisfied huff when she felt the mushroom pull out of her, and with that she crawled away, moving towards Jay until she could collapse next to him in the grass.
"So," Jay panted, eyes glossy and cheeks flushed as the mushroom receded from his clothes too. "I feel like you left off the part where they were sex mushrooms."
"If you hadn't gotten the hint by now, I don't know how that could have helped you," Audrey grunted, thinking of the increasingly sexual adventures they had gone through.
"Fair point," Jay said, and then he promptly passed out, which-
You know, not a bad idea.
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When Audrey stirred awake, the growing heat in her had died down to a respectable buzz, and despite sleeping on the ground, she wasn't nearly aching as she should have been.
She paused, wondering what had prompted her towards coherence in the first place, and winced at the cheerful and slightly off-key music warbling not far from them.
"Ah, there you are!" And suddenly – yep, that was the Mad Hatter. The Mad Hatter was now in Audrey's life. And a teenager. That was- okay, whatever. "You're just in time for tea!"
"What?" Jay mumbled, rubbing at his eyes.
"Tea time!" the Hatter cheered, grabbing onto Jay and Audrey's wrists before cheerfully tugging them to their feet. "Come, come! We can't start without you!"
"Pretty sure you could," Audrey grumbled, but that didn't stop them from getting dragged over to an eccentrically dressed table covered in teapots. Each of them was shoved into chairs and poured distracted cups of tea before the Mad Hatter moved on, trading cheerful conversation with the March Hare, who also seemed to be young.
She was getting the feeling that Wonderland had catered itself to them somehow, at least in those aspects. She wasn't sure why, but with Wonderland being an unstable realm of chaos, she didn't really need to know why anyway.
"Who is that guy?" Jay asked, still blinking at their new surroundings.
"Mad Hatter and March Hare," Audrey explained, narrowing her gaze at the cup of tea. "The Door Mouse should be around here somewhere."
"Cool." Jay looked down at his own teacup. "Drinking this seems like a terrible idea."
"Yep," Audrey sighed, wrapping her fingers around the handle of her cup. "But it will probably be better to play along than to not."
"Yeah," Jay admitted, voice full of regret. "What are the odds that this is a shrinking potion?"
"Don't remind me," Audrey scoffed, taking a careful sip of her tea.
It was surprisingly pleasant – warm with a sweet, citrussy flavor. Audrey knew she shouldn't dabble with Wonderland objects, but they'd been at this for a while and she was thirsty, so she ended up polishing off the cup before she even knew it.
"Aw man," Jay sighed, seemingly in the same boat as he held his cup upside down. "At least it tasted nice."
"Yes," Audrey giggled. "It will be a sweet death."
A pause, and then they spent a moment laughing at the absurdity of it all. They were trapped on a dumb sex adventure together, the least of their worries was the damn tea.
At least, that was what Audrey thought until she felt a sudden warmth blossoming in her chest, not unlike the potion Jay had spilled on her folds earlier.
Ah, damnit.
"Hey, another cup!" Jay cheered, seeming entirely unaware of Audrey's recent development and, of course, entirely unaffected. "What flavor tea is this anyway?"
"It's Tuesday!" the Mad Hatter cheered, dancing around the far side of the table. "See, we take the essence of all that is Tuesday-"
He babbled on, but Audrey was more concerned with the slow but deliberate swelling in her chest. As of right now, she was still very much affected by the last alterations that had been done to her body – the mushrooms and fertilizer, the other sudden size shifts doing nothing to change that. As impractical as they were though, at least they were easy enough to conceal, but this?
She bit down on her bottom lip as she felt her breasts proudly strain against the fabric of her bodice, perking up as they increased in size.
This was going to be a bit harder to hide. And there was no question that someone would think she did it on purpose – assuming she didn't revert back to normal when they left Wonderland. They'd think she wanted a bid for attention, that she actually considered Mal competition for Ben's affections (because she was the only new variable that could change Audrey's behavior so drastically – her and Evie, and Ben sure as shit wasn't fixated on Evie).
"That's cool," Jay said, making easy conversation as he chomped away at a handful of cookies. "Do you have any other weekday flavors?"
"I'm partial to Thursday myself," the March Hare offered cheerfully.
Damnit, come on, Audrey didn't have time for this. Her respectable C cups were bypassing double Ds easily, and at the rate she was going, it would look like she shoved two cantaloupes down her shirt. She tried to subtly reach up to see if she could somehow adjust her dress and found her wrists pinned to the arms of her chair, because of course they were. She could do nothing but squirm as the already plunging neckline of her dress dipped lower, until the unmistakable points of Audrey's nipples caught on the very edge of it, eager to spring free.
No, no, come on, she'd already showed Jay her crotch, she didn't want to show off her boobs too. She wanted to save something for Ben, but she could hear threads beginning to snap and fabric tear. It only took a few moments for the seams running up the sides of her chest to split at the top, allowing her side boob to eagerly spill out into the afternoon air. The sudden brush of wind against skin that should be covered made Audrey tremble a little, the princess feeling distinctly perverse, though she didn't have time to dwell on that as the ripping sounds finally caught Jay's attention.
The Agraben startled, doing a literal double check at the changes that had occurred during his lapse of attention. "Oh," he said dumbly, staring at the fabric pulling taunt against Audrey's breasts, ripping and tearing until most of Audrey's breasts were exposed, save for two small bands covering her nipples. It was like the wardrobe all over again. "So something did happen after all."
"Yes, that is a known side effect," March Hare said sagely. "I'm glad she brought the milk, though."
"The- what?" Audrey gasped, squirming in her chair in an effort to free her hands from whatever locked them in place, to no luck. She was getting aroused though, but by this point, that was more or less an expected development, and she was past the point of feeling shame over it.
"The milk!" the Mad Hatter cheered, motioning towards her chest. "Tuesday tea is great for that!"
As if on cue, Audrey's nipples throbbed, releasing a wetness that caused two damp spots to manifest on her dress bodice.
What bullshit, but that was Wonderland. Bullshit and chaos.
"You should share before they get too big to hold," The Mad Hatter continued with a knowing hum.
"W-Wait," Audrey gasped as her nipples were pressed ruthlessly into the tight neckline of her dress. "You're saying if I- if I get the milk out, they'll get smaller?"
"That is how Tuesday tea works," March Hare sniffed, like it was obvious.
Audrey was gracious enough to ignore that, and with a start, found that she could move her wrists again, finally. With a growl, she pulled at the front of her dress, gasping when a slight tug was all she needed for it to split down the middle, her breasts spilling into the open air. So much for saving them for Ben. Without the material constraint, they seemed determined to swell large, and at once Audrey fumbled for them, swallowing hard as they made a desperate bid to outgrow her hands.
Okay, she just- she just needed to-
She squeezed her nipples and gasped at the small stream of milk that sputtered out of them, surprised by a sudden sensation of pleasure that shot deep into her groin. It felt like she had fingered herself again, a deep, deliberate stroke, and each attempted squeeze and twist of her nipples led to a new rush of heat, until she was openly whining. She wasn't going to be able to keep up at this rate, it was too much. She couldn't milk herself faster than her breasts were growing, and what happened if they got too big? Would they even stop?
"Oh dear," the Mad Hatter tsked. "She doesn't seem to be doing a good job. Shall we get the machine?"
"The machine?" Jay echoed, voicing what little confusion Audrey could register over the pleasure and panic.
"The machine!" the March Hare cheered.
There was a flurry of movement on the table before her, things cleared off with hard shoves that left them tumbling to the ground with a crash, and then something was placed before Audrey.
"Hurry, hurry!" the Mad Hatter ordered. "Get her up there!"
"But-" Jay said, still confused.
"She'll burst at this rate!" the Mad Hatter continued, and seeing as Audrey didn't particularly want to burst, she gladly followed their directions, which ended her crawling up onto the table on her hands and knees. She was too distracted by the harness that magically fit around her breasts to immediately realize that there were straps curling around her body, keeping her legs spread and body strapped into a thin metal frame. She blinked, conscious of the wind pushing up the back of her too short skirt to reveal her throbbing groin then whined when two plastic cups were attached to her nipples. They were even more sensitive now, and that was before soft pads distended and immediately started squeezing her breasts.
She jolted as a new, more pointed rush of pleasure surged between her legs, though she could scarcely pay attention to it when the cups started sucking properly and she felt the milk burst from her in steady streams-
Something she found, with a start, that was echoed between her legs – slick bursting from her in an eruption before she was orgasming fiercely, release falling in a rush that Jay could easily see.
"It's working!" the Mad Hatter cheered.
"Look how much she likes it!" the March Hare added.
Audrey wasn't sure why she never learned.
"I- I don't," she gasped as another orgasm washed over her on the heels of the last one, feeling just as strong, just as alluring. "I don't, it just-"
Shit, the cups were really pinching her nipples now, the suction feeling like wet slurps and this was purely utilitarian she didn't actually like- like getting milked like cattle but it felt amazing, being trapped here, put on display while she got off on her breasts being worshiped.
"Are you okay?" Jay asked, walking around the front of the machine. Strange, Audrey would have thought he'd enjoy the view from behind for as long as possible. Maybe he was more of a breast guy. They were definitely still sizeable. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"She can help herself by admitting she likes it," the Mad Hatter offered sagely. "It's important to be honest with oneself."
Audrey scowled, her face flooding with an embarrassed heat. "I don't like-"
She cut off with a shocked moan as her breasts inflated once more, back up and past cantaloupe size to something truly preposterous. If she went back like this-
"Good idea," the March Hare said. "The more you deny it, the longer it lasts."
"I suppose we should let her have her fun," the Mad Hatter said, and with that, he and the March Hare skipped away, leaving Audrey and Jay trapped at the tea party.
"Um." Jay cleared his throat. "I don't think Wonderland likes kink shaming."
"What?" Audrey gasped, shuddering as tiny tendrils within the suction cup started flicking and swirling around her nipples.
"Or maybe it doesn't like you denying the obvious," Jacy continued. "It's uh- pretty clear you're having a good time right now."
"Because it's making me," Audrey hissed, something that trailed off with a mewl as she was rocked by yet another amazing orgasm that left her folds throbbing.
"But that doesn't change the fact that it's happening," Jay said. "And the whole point of this is that we're supposed to cooperate, right? So just… I dunno, it was just a thought."
A thought that actually had some merit, damnit, because of course it did.
Audrey swallowed hard. She wasn't sure why she was trying so hard to defend her dignity, as though it hadn't already been torn to pieces. It had been a point of pride more than anything else, but Jay's argument was logical.
"I-" she managed after a particularly hard suck to her nipples. "I um- like this," she said. "I like being milked."
The words came out like she was spitting glass, as awkward and frustrated as they'd been back when she'd dealt with the roots.
Nothing changed.
She grit her teeth. "I like this!" she repeated, louder. "It's obvious I like it, so could you just- if you just slowed down…"
Surprise of all surprises, it did, and then it stopped, and Audrey was able to breathe a little easier, no longer biting back moans and whimpers. It was a comfort to have that break, the princess slumping against the straps that held her in place, until felt a familiar tingling in her breasts.
Shit, they were still growing. They were still, but she'd admitted-
And the machine had stopped.
"Hey," Audrey said, sharing a panicked look with Jay. "Hey, will you- start up again, please. I need-" It didn't start, and her breasts – which had shrunk back to their normal size – were starting to blossom out of control, straining against the straps. "Start up again, I need you to start!"
"Please, Wonderland?" Jay added, looking worried. "We get it now."
"They're getting too big," Audrey murmured, pulse raising as they approached kickball size. "Please, milk me, please. I need to be milked, I want to be milked, I-"
She moaned when the suction cups restarted with a vengeance, riding the wave of her new orgasm while her breasts were squeezed and plumped for all they were worth.
"Yes, just- milk me," Audrey moaned, leaning into it as she came again. "Milk me, please, I need it- I need it- I-"
She trailed off into incoherent babbles, writhing as the straps readjusted. Her position slowly shifted from being on her hands and knees until she was sitting back, her legs bent and spread wide to show off the slick and cum bursting from her with each forced suck of milk.
"Oh, fuck yes, yeah- that's-" Audrey gasped as she watched her breasts slowly shrink down to their normal sizes. "Yes-yes-yes."
"Holy shit," Jay gasped, sounding mesmerized, and damn right he should. Audrey had just put on a hell of a show for him, he should be deeply appreciative. His gaze dropped between her legs, flushing dark at the mess found there. "Um."
"Dessert!" the Hatter yelled, suddenly jumping back into view. "Good friendship deserves dessert! Let's get him the best cake we have!"
"Um- really, it's no problem," Jay stammered, flush darkening when the Hatter gestured emphatically towards Audrey's-
Ah, so the will of those 'eat me' panties was finally coming true.
Surprisingly enough, she wasn't pissed by this. If anything, she was- eager?
Wonderland had finally broken her, she guessed. Whatever, if Ben wasn't going to make a move, she could live with Jay actually doing something.
"You gotta eat your dessert," the Hatter said somewhat ominously. "Or someone else will!"
"Okay," Jay said, Audrey's breath catching in her throat as he got closer to the table. Right, they were supposed to follow the will of Wonderland. If the past few minutes had taught Audrey anything, it was at least that. Jay gave her an apologetic look, seeming to understand that himself as he positioned himself between her legs. "Okay, I'll- yeah, it's fine." He crawled up to her, rubbing his hands against her slick inner thighs. "Sorry about this. Can I-?"
"It's fine," Audrey huffed, letting her head fall back in defeat. "At this point, I doubt I'll feel anything."
Boy was she fucking wrong.
There was a palpable anticipation as Jay lowered himself, and despite everything she had experienced that day, Audrey was painfully aware of the warm breath brushing against her. He pressed a kiss to her hip, something easy, reassuring, and then he was- he licked into her, and Audrey felt herself get worked up all over again, because it was so much better than the flower petals, than her hands.
"Jay," Audrey gasped, moaning when he started to thrust his tongue deeper, her groin eagerly opening up for him, getting wet. "Jay, Jay-"
"He really likes his dessert," Hatter tittered, but Audrey couldn't care about him, because Jay was- he was going down on her, and while she'd always imagined Ben doing this for her, it was still overwhelming. Even if the circumstances were far from ideal, Jay seemed sure of what he was doing, licking and teasing at her, occasionally toying with her clit before he went at it again.
It was a lewd picture, to see him buried in her groin, lips smeared with her slick, but he kept going at it, working her up until he was easing a finger inside of her, thrusting it in with his tongue so he could stimulate her deeper-
"Jay," Audrey moaned, back arching, hips urging into that clever mouth. "It- you feel so-"
She was caught off guard by her release, but Jay guided her through it, happy to lap up her juices until she had nothing left to give, teasing her clit and licking at her folds until it was well and truly done.
"Perfect!" Mad Hatter cheered. "Now get out of here, we have another tea party to throw."
"Fine with me," Jay grumbled, and then without waiting for Audrey's input, he gathered her in his arms, deftly dragging her off the table and marching into the woods like some kind of aroused Hercules.
So.
Maybe Jay wasn't the worst person in the world.
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Endnotes:
Just- maybe ;)
Thanks to everyone who risked last chapter! That one's probably as weird as it gets (maybe, sort of, I don't actually know if my perspective of weird and yours matches up at all, tbh).
Until next time :)