Chapter 1 – Down the Rabbit Hole
WARNING – Mild Dub-Con – in the sense that Wonderland forces them into a series of situations they might otherwise not engage in themselves. They are actually pretty good about communicating with each other when it comes that point, the entirety of the dub-con comes from Wonderland and its magic nonsense. If that's not your jam, that's totally fine, but this might not be the one for you.
NOTE – I also want to clarify that this features competent Audrey. This is the Audrey that rolls up her sleeves and is the bad cop to Ben's good cop. It's her job to be skeptical and his job to be the dreamer. That's why she'll see a little rough in the beginning, but she doesn't have the luxury to be a hopeful idealist. She just wants to protect Ben and their kingdoms, which is somewhat complicated by sexy Wonderland.
Really, this is a lot like my other Wonderland nonsense series, except weirder, probably. A dumb exploration of kinks. If you liked that, you'll probably enjoy this.
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Ben's first edict was terrible.
The first edict – the one that would set the tone for his rule, the one he got to make before he was even properly king – easily one of the most important decisions of his life, and he wasted it on four Isle kids.
On a distant level, Audrey understood it. Ben was kind, he wanted to give the kids a chance. Audrey didn't disagree with this, she just didn't understand why they had to go to Auradon Prep. She didn't understand why Ben went out of his way to talk to Mal on the regular, went out of his way to stare at her when he had a perfectly good (brilliant) girlfriend already.
It wasn't that Audrey's insecure, she wasn't, but she was allowed to be a little nervous about the daughter of the fairy that had cursed her mother to death, who forced her entire kingdom to take a one-hundred-year nap because she was feeling petty from being excluded.
Fun fact: cursing people does not make you a more desirable party guest. Sort of the opposite, really.
But the deed was done. Ben had invited four kids and so far they had been weird and awkwardly adjusting to Auradon and that was fine, they outnumbered the four of them anyway and they hadn't done anything too awful yet, Audrey just couldn't help but think maybe they were playing the long con.
It was why she noticed things like Jay wandering around on his own. Jay, who she was pretty sure had stolen from at least half of his classmates. Jay, who flirted with anyone and everyone and was a bit psycho for winning and roughhoused but wasn't like, violent, which Audrey kept expecting. It didn't mean it wasn't an option, which was why Audrey watched out for him. Jay was the son of Jafar, one of the most brilliant strategists in all the land. He had almost successfully taken over Agrabah, there was no way at least some of his smarts could not have passed on to his son.
Audrey caught Jay through her dorm window, walking the forest paths the cross-country team usually used for practice. She debated following him for about two seconds before her need for answers won out and she started moving. If accosted, she could always say she was communing with nature or some shit. People always expected that kind of stuff from princesses.
It didn't take her long to catch up with him. She almost missed him as it was, the princess trying to appear calm and collected, unbothered and not at all like she was searching for wayward VKs. From the corner of her eye, she caught a flash of red off the path, and turned in time to see Jay lingering in a small clearing, squinting down at some kind of hole.
No, not just any hole – a rabbit hole.
The asshole had stumbled upon a portal to Wonderland.
"Hey!" Audrey shouted, her urgency outweighing her need for subtlety. "Stay away from that!"
"Why?" Jay asked, still staring down the suspicious hole. "I can sense this weird sort of latent magic in it."
"That's a portal to Wonderland, stupid," Audrey huffed. "Of course you can feel magic."
"Wonderland?" Jay echoed, his brows furrowed together. "I thought- isn't that north?"
Audrey rolled her eyes. Maybe Jafar's smarts hadn't passed onto Jay after all. "Wonderland doesn't have a physical location in Auradon," she muttered. "It's in a completely different realm supported by chaos magic. Portals like that can appear just about anywhere, but there shouldn't be one located this close to the school."
It must have just appeared. Audrey would need to report it to Fairy Godmother before anyone else stumbled upon it.
"Fuck, man," Jay said, stepping back. "My dad told me that place was bad news-"
Audrey wasn't entirely sure how that sentence was supposed to end because in the next second, Jay seemed to slip, losing his balance with a humorous windmill of his arms before he fell headfirst into the rabbit hole.
Fucking hell.
The responsible thing to do would be to go to Fairy Godmother and report this, let the principal pass the information on to the proper authorities and call it a day. Audrey wasn't equipped to handle the challenge that was Wonderland, and she had tried to stop Jay. She'd done her part.
Except… if she did that, the rumor mill could potentially spin it that Audrey lured Jay to the rabbit hole. She hadn't made an effort to hide her distaste for the Isle kids, especially Jay, who flirted with her unceasingly despite Audrey very much having the best boyfriend in the land. They might think she was actively sabotaging Ben's decree, or worse, Ben could think that, and then that would be one more slight against Audrey that lured him closer to Mal.
The solution then, was obvious. Audrey needed to go down the hole.
Fuck her stupid, stupid life.
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There was no way to fall into a rabbit hole without feeling dumb.
Audrey gave up on the pretense and scooted in feet-first, hoping that like Lady Alice, she would float safely down to the ground. Wonderland wasn't a malicious place now that the Queen of Hearts had been removed. It was chaos, a place where the natural order of things did not apply, which was what made it so particularly obnoxious. There was no guessing what would be thrown her way, so she simply had to mentally fortify herself as best she could before pushing herself entirely into the rabbit hole.
Immediately, she was falling, moving downwards in a lazy sort of float as random household items drifted up past her. So far it wasn't much different than Lady Alice's adventure, which was a bit of a relief. That at least gave her some sort of framework to go off of.
She craned her neck to stare downwards, leaning forward to see if she could catch a glimpse of Jay. By Auradon rules, he couldn't be that much in front of her, but in Wonderland everything worked differently. Time worked differently. They already had a prime example of gravity working differently, how it operated in whatever way it saw fit, which was why Audrey didn't expect to spin upside down until she had done so.
Of course, that was when gravity decided to apply to her dress sort of, making her skirt fall, gathering around her chest, leaving her legs and panties stupidly exposed.
"Nice look, princess," a voice laughed, and that was when Audrey squinted down in time to catch Jay floating harmlessly beneath her, his hands folded behind his head in a smug look of satisfaction.
"Fuck off, pervert," Audrey snapped, trying to push her skirt down – or, up. She needed to right herself again, but wasn't sure how. "I came to make sure you didn't get yourself killed."
"Kind of you," he drawled. "Really, between your generosity and the view-"
"You suck," Audrey hissed, would have continued her rant if one of the miscellaneous household objects hadn't chosen that moment to float right up into to her face, making her flail back with a snarl.
It kept on moving, or would have, until she felt something hook into the waistline of her panties.
"What the fuck?" Audrey craned her head up to get a look of whatever snagged her. "What is that?"
"Looks like an umbrella," Jay hummed. "But like, one of the Auradon ones that has all the fabric and stuff."
Before Audrey could delve into that tidbit, wondering if umbrellas were different on the Isle, the umbrella seemed to snap open, and as a result, there was a hard yank upwards, and that wouldn't have worried Audrey-
Had she not felt her panties get dragged off her legs, moving up and away.
The force of it left her head over heels, until at last she was more or less upright, but gravity was still working on her dress so her skirt was trying to push itself up, threatening to leave her exposed.
Jay was frozen, his eyes wide. "Did that thing just steal your underwear?"
"Fuck off," Audrey snapped, hating the cool feel of wind against her groin. This was not how her afternoon was supposed to go. She was supposed to be drawing, and now she was stuck down a stupid rabbit hole with Jay.
"Maybe you should be nicer to me," Jay offered with a thoughtful look, however much he was capable of that. "Wonderland doesn't seem to like it when you're mean."
"Does Wonderland care that you're a pervert?" Audrey hissed. "That you flirt with everyone you see? That-"
She cut off with a gasp when something abruptly smacked between her legs, her weight settling onto some wooden thing that Audrey belatedly realized was a rocking horse.
"Aww, that's cute," Jay laughed. "I've never seen one of those things intact. Do you actually rock on them and shit? Like in the books?"
"That would be the point," Audrey muttered, trying to be civil even though her bare groin was pressing against a rocking horse of unknown Wonderland origin.
She took a moment to evaluate her situation. Yes, there was the minor indignity that came from resting upon something intended for children, but seeing as Jay had no frame of reference for what a rocking horse actually was, he couldn't register an appropriate amount of smugness related to something so childish anyway. And even if he did, it wasn't like anyone would believe him if he spread word of it when they got back to the real world. So far out of everything Audrey had experienced, this seemed to be relatively tame.
Even if it caused her skirt to hike up more than she would like, Jay had already seen all of her legs there was to see. This wasn't ideal, but it did safely block her most sensitive area from the VK's sight. An area that she was very much saving for Ben, so-
Looked like this rocking horse was going to be her new friend until they reached the bottom of the rabbit hole.
There were worse things.
"That's so cool," Jay whispered, staring at the pink painted horse with a level of genuine excitement that failed to set off Audrey's bullshit meter. He didn't seem to be genuinely attempting to lower her guard, he just- he thought it was neat, apparently. "We got those sometimes on the barges, but they were usually chopped up for firewood."
"That's- practical," Audrey said, trying to carefully carry the conversation on. Jay was right in the sense that it seemed like any time she antagonized him, Wonderland was inclined to exacerbate things. She didn't know if it was the magic in Jay's blood that made the chaos land more inclined to bend to his will or not, but it wouldn't hurt to play things safe.
"Yeah, I guess so," Jay shrugged, his gaze very much fixated on the horse, seeming to disregard Audrey entirely.
It seemed like a genuine interest, but it seemed too likely that he was trying to lower her guard. She had to be careful, especially here, where so many variables were out of her control-
There was a shifting below her on the seat, and the smooth wood of the rocking horse seemed to get replaced with something else, something squishy, like those jelly sort of stress balls. She had a moment to register this before it moved, seeming to press up into her groin like a peak, firmly nuzzling between the lips of her vagina and molding to her, until there was no part of her crotch that wasn't making contact with the strange texture.
Fucking Wonderland.
She kept her poker face intact, refusing to let Jay know that anything was wrong, but this wasn't how she wanted to spend her time.
Though perhaps this was Wonderland's way of being thoughtful after stealing her panties, giving her a comfortable seat so she wouldn't have to deal with the rough wood-
It shifted again, until the smooth texture traded out for ridges and bumps – soft texture – and then there were tendril – tiny, short, but hundreds of them just against her-
The rocking horse shifted, leaning forward, but Audrey herself didn't seem to move, making the seat with all that texture and bumps and tendrils drag against her lips in a steady, teasing slide. She shuddered, something exacerbated when she came to the frontmost part of the horse, right where the head jutted up, and felt something press against her clit, something that buzzed-
Audrey swallowed hard, biting at her bottom lip to keep her expression neutral, but it was difficult when the horse started rocking the other direction, creating that new rush of friction. The first drag had taken her by surprise, so of course she'd registered a flare of arousal, but that was only natural. It was also something that couldn't continue, that she needed to stop because Jay was right there.
"Hey, is that how it works?" Jay asked, what might have been genuine curiosity coming off as nothing but a taunt. "That's neat. And little kids just do that for hours."
"Yep," Audrey drawled, deciding that she was now done with this dumb horse, damned if it was keeping her covered. She wasn't staying on the weird sex toy rocking chair for a moment longer. She put her hands on the handles, trying to push it away, and didn't budge.
She blinked, swallowing hard as she tried again, but it didn't move.
Her legs didn't seem to move either when she tried to kick it away, and she realized with a start that her heels were trapped in some sort of stirrups that kept her anchored close.
It seemed like she was locked in place, doomed to suffer the constant teasing of Wonderland.
"And their parents let them," Jay said, seeming more or less to be talking to himself. "Wow."
Audrey made a vague noise of agreement – one she had more or less perfected over her years of media training, and focused her efforts anew at pushing the horse again. If anything, her attempts made the rocking horse grind into her even more steadily, somehow pressing her lips even more open, exposing more of Audrey's groin to the bumps and tentacles. Every time she moved forward, her clit would be treated to that steady burst of vibration until it was painfully hard, and the rest of her- she could feel herself getting wet, just a little- but the seat seemed to respond to that with a vengeance, emanating a goo of its own until there was a definite squish as she was dragged back and forth, the excessive lubrication smearing on her inner thighs, but it wasn't- that wasn't all her, the seat was just making it seem like-
"You're really going at it, huh?" Jay laughed, a low sort of chuckle of amusement.
"It's not like I want to," Audrey hissed, at the end of her patience. If things kept up, she was going to lose it. In front of Jay. Over the course of the conversation, they'd become more or less side by side, which meant he would get a prime view if things kept devolving. "I just want off this stupid-"
A shove, and suddenly the horse was rocketing away from her, disappearing into the void of the rabbit hole. Audrey had a second to appreciate her freedom before her skirt belled out like a firm parachute.
She blinked at the sudden jerk of physics, hands braced to push it low in case the fabric went up again, but it remained stiff, almost like an umbrella. The material was taunt and rounded unapologetically wide, and if anyone were to look up, they'd get a perfect view of Audrey's indiscretions.
And if Jay started drifting low again-
It was fine, she'd just draw her legs up, use them to cover herself, but the moment she tried it was like she was hitting an invisible barrier.
Well, whatever, she could at least close her legs, right?
But Wonderland wouldn't let her do that either, that same invisible barrier keeping them parted no matter how much she struggled.
"Hey, that was in the story, right?" Jay asked, looking at her physics-breaking skirt in interest. "I think the Queen of Hearts mentioned it once, though I'm not sure how she knew about it."
As interesting as this small talk was, Audrey was more worried about the cool air brushing past her very wet groin, her folds pulsing with need, frustrated with the lack of release after being teased for so long. If anyone was beneath them, if they looked up- but no one was beneath them, it was just Wonderland. It was just them. She'd be fine.
"I wonder if my hat will puff up or something," Jay babbled on, likely just to hear the sound of his own voice. "It seems only fair-"
He cut off abruptly, and Audrey realized why a second later.
He seemed to be falling past her again, his head at level with her waist, and if he kept going-
"Don't look up!" Audrey, snapped, pressing down on the front of her skirt, as though she hadn't been doing that for the past few minutes to no avail.
"I won't!" Jay insisted, an annoyed flush seeming to color his cheeks as he stared resolutely downwards. "I mean, I know I talk a big talk-"
"That's literally all you do," Audrey hissed, panic building in her stomach as Jay dropped past the hem of her skirt, past her ankles. "All the time, non-stop-"
She cut off with a gasp, suddenly finding herself upside down again. This time though, her skirt didn't drop down. It still stayed billowed out, which worried her for a moment before she realized she and Jay were still dropping at the same rates. As long as he stayed below her, things would be fine. She was fine.
"This is me, staring at the ground," Jay was saying, and when she glanced towards him – glanced down, or upwards for her now – he was in fact staring at the dark, unfathomable space of the rabbit hole below them. "I'm not actually my dad, you know. I don't want to see princess's special bits." A pause, and then she could hear the leer in his voice. "Unless they're interested in sharing it, of course."
"I'm not," she hissed, heat flooding to her face, though thankfully there was no rush of blood with her new position. If anything, she wouldn't even know she was upside down were Jay not correctly oriented. As it was, it felt like she was drifting up more than anything else, which was a minor comfort. So long as Jay stayed down there and she was up here, she was fine.
"Then I'll just have to work a little harder," Jay hummed in a sort of sing song, and Audrey was about to snarl something at him in response when a flash of movement below her feet caught her eye.
She let Jay prattle on through whatever lines he usually tried on the Auradon princesses while she shifted her focus, color draining from her face when she realized that at some point between now and the last time she'd checked, a mirror had manifested below her, revealing her state of affairs without apology. It was big too, enough so that if Jay looked up, he wouldn't have any trouble seeing it.
"Hey," Audrey hissed, as though it was a sentient being. "Stop that."
For a moment, there was nothing – because of course there wasn't, it was just a mirror, it couldn't hear her – and then in the next there were dozens of mirrors, with more adding by the second.
It was Wonderland, so of course the mirrors didn't work normally. Some had an average display, but some held close ups, images that zoomed in on the flushed display of her wanting folds glistening with slick. Others were on her face, and some even replayed the images from before, but these were a closeup of what the rocking horse had done to her beneath her skirt, the wood seemingly x-rayed through until Audrey could get a close-up view of herself responding to the tendrils and bumps.
She bit down on her bottom lip again, checking in with Jay to see that he was still very much entertaining himself by staring downwards. She couldn't trust his honor, of course, couldn't trust that he wouldn't get bored and look up, and when he did, she needed to somehow get these mirrors to go away. For now, she would settle for minimizing their view, steadily ignoring the images from before because she was not interested and that sort of stuff leaking out would ruin her anyway, as though it were a crime for a young royal to explore carnal self-pleasure. But of course it was, that was a lowly, commoner thing, and they were supposed to be above such urges. Supposed to be superhuman, concepts more than actual people.
It was stupid, in Audrey's opinion, but that didn't mean she could worry about it any less. With a frown, she attempted to close her legs, to pull in her knees to block the view again, and found herself met with the same invisible forcefield from before. If anything, her efforts had her legs pushed wider, into a more inviting position, her skirt shifting to accommodate the move.
"No, no, no," Audrey whispered to herself, frustrated with the way her groin seemed to throb in excitement. No, she was not getting off on this, that wasn't a kink she could afford to have. The threat of Jay looking up was very real, and she didn't have the luxury to actually enjoy this. She had to stop it, but the more she struggled, the more worked up she seemed to get, until-
A familiar tool drifted towards her, past the mirrors, and she felt a rush of heat flood her cheeks when she recognized a very familiar vibrator drifting close.
It was small, subtle, just enough to get the job done, and of course Wonderland had found a way to copy it from her memory. If anything, it might actually be the real thing, and she could do nothing but swallow hard as it brushed up the inside of her leg, already buzzing lightly, aiming right for-
She blinked as it seemed to brush past her groin, settling against her clit instead before it started buzzing in a familiar torturous vibration.
Fucking fuck.
"You didn't magically disappear, did you?" Jay's voice drifted upwards. "Like, I'd check myself, but that would involve looking up-"
"I'm here," Audrey managed to grit out as she watched the vibrator tease her in the reflection of the mirrors. Watched herself get wetter, watched herself throb and tremble around nothing. It was frustratingly insubstantial, and the temptation to just get off already, to get it over with, was overwhelming. She wanted to reach down and take matters into her own hands, but she couldn't get around the fabric of her skirt, forced to settle for whatever Wonderland felt like giving her. She could only watch as the mirrors slowly shifted into either a close up of her flushed expression or a close up of her groin, and any time she tried to wiggle, it only seemed to make things worse, positioning the vibrator either more thoroughly against her clit or too far away to do any kind of good.
It was infuriating.
"Okay, that's good," Jay said. "I mean- I'm just glad we're not separated. Because uh- then I wouldn't get to flirt with you."
"I know, Jay," Audrey hissed, rolling her eyes in annoyance. A beat, and then she felt her legs drifting towards her, as though gravity was working again, at least enough to allow her to bend. Her skirt was even shifting to accommodate it, which was promising. If she could- if she could just draw her legs closer, maybe the skirt would move enough so she could throw the vibrator away and make herself more decent.
It was as good as any other plan she had, so she stretched as best she could, managing to get her hands around her ankles. She grinned at her success, then slowly started to work her way up her legs. It was working, the skirt was moving. She couldn't directly touch it, not with her hands, but it could be affected by her legs, which was a success in its own right. Inch by inch, she slowly worked her skirt higher, until she finally had a grip just below her knees – perfect, she could just reach between her legs now-
Except she couldn't let go of her knees.
The mirrors – which Audrey had been ignoring up to this point – reflected a display she'd been dreading. Posed like this, with her skirt gathered towards her waist, legs wide, her hands seeming to perfectly position herself as an open invitation – made it look like she was desperate for whatever Wonderland gave her. No, like she wanted Jay to see this, see her getting edged by a vibrator that was barely touching her.
"Goddamn Wonderland," she muttered under her breath, struggling even though it was mostly futile and blinking when her ankles were suddenly lifted up, legs shifting and body contorting so she was almost bent in half.
What bullshit.
"Hey," Jay cut in suddenly, sounding worried. "I think we're-"
Audrey tore her gaze away from the mirrors long enough to see Jay disappear down what seemed to be a smaller tunnel, something that wouldn't be so problematic were Audrey herself not funneled into a different one beside it.
"Shit-shit-shit," Audrey cursed, as she fell down her narrowed tube – something that seemed more like dirt and roots than before. The entire point of this was to see that Jay got through Wonderland in one piece. And granted, right now he seemed to be doing fine – it was Audrey that was having trouble – but she couldn't guarantee that things would stay that way if he wasn't in her line of sight.
At least entering the new tube allowed her to let go of her legs, which would have been an achievement had she not been sent tumbling head over heels by a stray branch, spinning and gasping until-
She came to a suddenly halt, Audrey seeming to fall butt-first into something with a gasp.
When she settled, she realized that she had fallen into some sort of hole within the tube, something that left her contorted again, her legs sticking out and skirt bundled against her stomach, leaving her groin exposed to whatever stupid mysteries could be lurking in this dumb hole. She would have expected to hit dirt or more squishy texture, but really, it just felt like she was exposed to the open air again. At most, there seemed to be… leaves next to her? It definitely felt organic.
A mirror drifted into view, and Audrey was greeted to yet another close up of her vagina, only this time it was… upside down? Surrounded by moss in a sunny forest of some kind- no, it was a flower glade, and not just any, but one of the ones at the Enchanted Lake.
For those familiar with magical fauna, there was a joke about a certain species of flower that grew new the Enchanted Lake. It was a species of flower whose juices were very useful for aspiring alchemists or elixir specialists. They grew in very few areas, and only the most elite knew about the patch near the Enchanted Lake.
There was a joke about this particular fauna that needed to be regularly milked to allow them to thrive properly, a joke in that they bore a remarkable resemblance to female genitals.
And that was- that was where Audrey's very aroused groin was. Amongst a grove of Pleasure Peach Blossoms.
Which was bad enough, but then who was there but Jane Lightwood, the young Fae who aspired to teach herself magic with or without her mother's help, and Doug Orison, who specialized more in metal alchemy and dwarven runework than anything else, but was always happy to help his friend.
Doug, who was already reaching towards Audrey with a familiar milking tool that was not unlike a vibrator.
"Oooh, this one's fit to burst," Doug drawled – his words something echoed through the mirror at a foggy distance – his hands sure as he positioned his collection jar beneath Audrey's groin. "It's already glistening. It should be very fruitful."
"Be careful with it," Jane said. "We must have missed it last time. If you're too rough, it will rupture."
"We don't want that," Doug chuckled, and Audrey wanted- she wanted- this had to just be a trick, she was in Wonderland and this was a prank, but the moment the Doug in the mirror made contact with the plant he was supposed to be milking, Audrey felt it against her own groin, felt herself gush and throb in response. "Oh," Doug said, sounding surprised. "Aw, you just want to give us all your juices, don't you? I bet you felt so neglected when we missed you last time."
As though to reply, Audrey found herself gushing a sudden deluge of slick, more than she could ever make naturally – a sticky sheen that Doug laughed in delight at.
"Oh, there you go," he cooed, slowly working the vibrator down Audrey's groin. He started from the top – or for her, the bottom – and worked his way down, coaxing as much of her slick directly into his collection jar as possible. "Give us everything, pretty lady."
"Quit sweet talking the plants," Jane chastised, a giggle in her voice as she milked her own blossom. "Everyone knows they like it hard and dirty."
"Oh, do they?" Doug began, a chuckle in his tone.
Audrey was still reeling from the orgasm that wasn't really an orgasm at all, she was still painfully on the edge as she tried to hold still, terrified that one wrong move would make him realize that it wasn't a blossom he was handling at all, that she didn't really analyze his tone. Couldn't think much of it until she felt a sharp sting of pain on her bottom.
In the mirror, Jane giggled as Doug spanked the greenery around the blossom, entirely unaware of the actual princess below.
"Bad girl," Doug laughed as he spanked her again. "Look how wet you're getting from a measly little tool. I bet you ruin your panties all the time if you're like this, one little-" He nudged the tool against Audrey's clit and earned another deluge of slick. "And you're dripping like a slut."
Audrey gasped as a shudder of delight ran through her body, toes curling within the confines of her heels, but that wasn't- it was just because she'd never heard Doug like this, didn't even know he was capable of it, it wasn't because she liked it.
The Doug in the mirror didn't seem to agree. "Oh, you like that?" he asked, sharing a grin with a pink flushed Jane. "You like being my little slut, baby? Wanna gush all over my cock?"
"Doug," Jane gasped, but Audrey was too busy flailing as a new, larger wave of slick seemed to slowly but surely ooze out of her. It was so thick, but not nearly substantial enough to be what she wanted, and that wasn't- that wasn't Doug's cock, it wasn't- and then-
And then Doug was abandoning his tool to scoop the slick into his jar, a satisfied grin on his lips as he did so, his cheeks painted with a light flush but his fingers were- there were fingers touching Audrey's- and it was so flushed and wide.
"Sorry," Doug said, sounding a little bashful as he finished up filling his second jar, delicate fingers easily squeezing Audrey's folds together, reaching into the crevices to pull out what had gotten trapped, moving with an unfair ease. It wasn't- Audrey wanted this from Ben, she was a lady with needs, but not she wouldn't be able to stop thinking of Doug's fingers for weeks to come, and he was barely doing anything. Didn't do much more than grin when he filled the second jar and moved onto the third. Had all that come from Audrey? "Got a little carried away there."
"A little," Jane hummed, but she was still smiling.
Did they have a thing together? Audrey felt like she should know this, Doug was one of Ben's nerd friends. Audrey had to keep a handle on all information like that.
"Forget that, though," Jane continued. "Do you see its pollinator?"
"Yeah, it's tiny," Doug said, and then he reached down and gave Audrey's very hard clit a quick tweak.
Audrey gasped again, pressing both hands to her mouth.
What even was her dumb life.
"Don't worry, I've got this," Doug continued, reaching into his bag for another small bottle, and Audrey was too busy catching her breath, trying to calm herself down properly because if she didn't, Doug would be 'milking' her forever. She didn't really notice what he was doing until he was pulling out a small dropper filled with glowing liquid.
It wasn't until he had said dropper aimed above her clit that Audrey recognized what was going on, and it wasn't like there was anything she could do but watch and feel the few drops hit her. There was a moment of nothing, a steady warmth buzzing under her sensitive skin, and suddenly-
"There it goes!" Doug cheered as her clit – her perfect, beautifully dainty clit – surged in size, throbbing as it grew one inch, then- no, one and a half, grew and got fatter, got hotter to the touch until it seemed to almost vibrate between Doug's fingers, still so terribly hard. "That's better," Doug said, his tone full of appreciation as he started pumping it up and down, the way a guy would their dick, but it was- it was her clit that he was- and it felt so good but wasn't enough, wasn't nearly enough, and she could only watch and writhe as her groin flushed and twitched and released new streams of slick without ever getting anything greater.
"You'll be able to get a lot out of that one," Jane said appreciatively as she moved onto her next blossom.
"It would seem so," Doug hummed, his gaze focused on Audrey's groin with a single-minded focus. It wasn't fair, it wasn't supposed to happen like this. It wasn't supposed to be Doug, but he did it easily, without hesitation, had her writhing while he was barely breaking a sweat. "Could you uh- imagine if this was- if this actually happened to a lady when she was aroused?"
She gave another gasp when her folds throbbed again, leaking slick all over Doug's fingers, and Jane gave a laugh.
"She can," Jane cooed, rubbing her own vibrating tool against her blossom. "That would be a heck of a potion, wouldn't it? I'm sure there's a market for that sort of kink somewhere."
"No, I think it's too likely for it to be used as a prank," Doug countered. "It'd get pulled from the shelves before it could even make a profit."
"Not if you change the buildup of the potion, make the catalyst dependent on their own desires. That way it could only activate if they really wanted to- you know." Jan laughed to herself. "Except- oh, if someone didn't know it was a kink of theirs- just-" She stopped her efforts, pressing the back of her hand to her forehead. "Oh no, please, no one watch me gush through my panties. Oh please, don't do that." She laughed again. "Maybe not the best thing to learn about yourself at Auradon Prep."
"Eh, they're all too rigid as it is," Doug countered. "Maybe it would shake things up a bit."
"Make it work for guys and girls and I'll agree with you," Jane hummed. "How's that one doing?"
"She's still going," Doug said. "I think I'll name her Audrey, since she's been so repressed."
Audrey's gaze went wide at the audacity – and she would- she had every intention of remembering this, because it wasn't her fault, she was working with the world she'd been given, and it wasn't like she hadn't tried approaching Ben before.
"Oh, that's good!" Jane laughed. "Audrey, because she clearly wants Ben to make a move and he clearly hasn't."
"He leaves his lady unsatiated," Doug hummed. "But not me."
Yes, Doug. Yes, Doug, with his teasing, not-quite-enough movements. Yes, Doug with the way he'd lean forward, warm breath brushing against Audrey's quivering folds as he tried to get a closer inspection, scooping slick out of each and every dip, leaving nothing unexplored, and then-
"Huh," he said, Audrey's breath freezing in her chest because he was holding the lips of her vagina as wide as they could go, cool air hitting territory that had never been explored before, and it was- there was a level of intimacy here that left Audrey staggering, because Doug and Jane weren't supposed to be the first ones to see this part of her, but because of Wonderland, they were. "We'll probably need to hide this one. It goes deep."
"Really?" Jane abandoned her look so she could take a closer look, so she could lean forward and both of them- Audrey could feel both their- and they were just staring where they shouldn't- "Oh, you're right. If we don't hide her, some enterprising gentleman's going to try something they shouldn't."
"Maybe we should plug it ourselves?" Doug offered, making Audrey twitch. "We could use moss or something."
"Moss wouldn't be enough to satisfy Audrey," Jane giggled. "Just finish getting what you can."
"What if she doesn't stop producing?"
"Then we'll have to come back with more jars," Jane said, cocking her head to the side in interest. "She is a cute bud, though," she hummed and then she was reaching forward, squishing the lips of Audrey's vagina together with a giggle. "Such a good producer you are, aren't you? Are you our good little girl? You are, aren't you, Audrey? You're so happy getting wet for me and Doug, you little cutie."
"I thought you said she wanted dirty talk," Doug said, watching on fondly as Jane – a girl – a girl continued touching and squeezing Audrey's private place.
"Well, we want her to slow down, don't we?" Jane giggled. "So let's try being nice."
"She seems to like that too, though," Doug murmured, and Audrey didn't- she didn't care what they were saying, it had nothing to do with Doug and Jane, they just kept- they were touching her, and pumping her newly enlarged clit that continued to throb in their fingers, until she was swallowing down whines.
"Our Audrey just wants attention," Jane giggled. "Just like the real one."
"Imagine if the real one responded to us like this," Doug hummed. "Wouldn't that be something?"
"I'd give a lot to see that," Jane said. "See her shake and beg for more."
"Jane-" Doug laughed.
"What? You know it'd be a sight," Jane countered. "The usually so composed Audrey just-"
"Yeah," Doug said, sounding dreamy. "Yeah."
There was a bit of a lull, and then Jane cleared her throat. "Come on, let's move onto the other ones," she murmured. "We can come back to Audrey later."
"Fair enough," Doug said, and with one last scrape of their fingers, they covered her in a layer of moss and leaves, the image fading away-
Just like the hole Audrey was trapped in.
One moment, she was embarrassingly trapped, the next she was falling face first down her new tube, towards the unknown.
So.
This was her life now.
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Endnotes:
Were you prepared for the turn that took? Because I sure wasn't ;)
This was originally three different stories, but the thought of naming, creating summaries, and listing tags for all of them made me smoosh them into one big one from laziness. I actually wrote this a while ago, but it felt like it was too close to the last set of Wonderland fics I had, so I waited to post this one (I know, I know, how many sexy Wonderland fics do I have? Actually, I have one more draft after this one, but it is as of yet unfinished. I might end up releasing it just as it is one day, but for now, I present this dumb smut).
This story will consist of ten chapters of story content. I update once a week, generally on Sundays, but because things have been so crazy lately, I decided to make an effort to update twice a week. So there will be one update on Sunday and one update on Wednesday/Thursday for now :D
Please let me know if I missed anything in the tags. I prefer to ere on the side of caution with these things, but when you've been staring at something for so long, it can be easy for things to slip through the cracks. I'm also pretty sure I'm missing some sort of body confidence tags for this one, but I'm not entirely sure how to explain it, so if anyone has any idea, please comment! :)
Just a heads up – I update the story tags as I go in order to avoid spoilers. So characters, pairings, content warnings – all will be updated in correlation to the appropriate chapter as they are posted. Also, if you see a tag you're worried about, check the forenotes – the more hard-hitting stuff will have more thorough warnings listed there.
Story notes:
To be fair to Audrey, she did raise a lot of good points. Free the kids, sure, but do they have to go to the most exclusive high school with all the really important teenagers? I get it being a show to correct the injustice done to them, but also like, just send them to a normal school. Or maybe even make a special curriculum for them that focuses on their needs. And maybe also don't trap children on a prison island. But these are complaints I've covered in many of my other stories, so I won't harp on it here. That's not what you guys came for ;)
Jane's last name is very munch invented for the purposes of this story. Doug's last name is from dwarven naming conventions. So really, he's Doug, son of Ori, because I like to think that's he's related from the dwarves in the Hobbit movies. Just a little fandom shoutout to myself ^_^
Until next time