"Did she ever find real rabbits that looked kind of like the ones she saw in her dream? The 'I'm late' one and the March Hare?"

I looked at Russet with a laugh on my lips. "I'm sure she did, my cute bunny."

Russet blushed and fiddled with his lop ears, then pecked my lips. "Wouldn't it be kind of fun to enter a story like that?"

"Yeah, I think so. I'd probably experience some bewilderment at first, though." I replied, ruffling his dark brown curls.

Russet flopped forward and rubbed his face on my lap, then hugged my hips. "You smell so good, Annie." he mumbled, shuddering as my fingers pushed into his thick hair again. "And it feels so nice to be petted."

I grinned as I watched his tail start to wiggle. "And I like petting you, Russ. You're so cute."

Russet hugged me a bit tighter and tilted his head back. "You're super cute, Annie." he whispered, his peanut-brown skin now flushing red as his russet-brown eyes darkened.

He pushed up and cupped my cheeks, firmly kissing me on the lips and guiding me to lay down on my back. He moved between my thighs and smirked when he noticed my bright red face. He pressed his hands into the bed above me and chuckled, curling down to meet my lips once more before the fun started.

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"Ooh, I'm so late!" cried a familiar voice, so I yawned and slowly pushed myself upright.

The breeze brushed through my hair and the grass felt soft underneath my hand. Wait, breeze? Grass? I'm outside?

My eyes snapped open and instead of the storm I was expecting to see from the predicted forecast, I saw blue skies and sun. I was also in a very well-managed garden with flowers in beds all around me and all sorts of different colored roses on the hedges to my left and right. A book rested beside me and I twisted around to see that I'd been leaning on a tree trunk whilst sleeping.

I frowned, then noticed my outfit. I was wearing a high-low, off the shoulder romper that was mainly light blue and then the shorts section was snow-white. It had short puff sleeves, a large white heart on the romper that was part of the sweetheart neckline, and my waist had a raven-black and snow-white sash that was made into a bow, but the knot itself and the extra length was raven-black with the bow sides being white. It was cute, honestly. And my shoes were raven-black sneakers with white laces and light blue accents.

"What in the world?" I breathed, readying to get up.

A familiar figure bounded around the corner, quickly fixing his bowtie. "I'm so late! How could I let time get away from me again? This isn't like me!" exclaimed the young guy, his peanut-brown skin very familiar.

Russet-brown eyes flicked up to meet my startled expression, then it hit me after the lop-eared guy wearing a full suit checked his pocket watch and jumped down a rabbit hole. I rushed to the edge and peered into the dark depths.

"Russ! What's going on? Where are we?"

I could hear mutterings down the hole and inhaled deeply, then hopped inside. The rabbit hole swallowed me up and darkness was all I could see as I fell. I landed hard as my backside hit a cushion at the bottom. I grunted and rolled over with a pout on my face, rubbing my aching rear end.

"I guess I should have expected that..." I mumbled with a sigh, then looked around at my surroundings.

I was in a room with a table in the middle and a multitude of differently sized doors all over the walls. But there was a tiny door across from me on the other side of the table. On the table there was a basket with food in it, I believe. I think I could see a bottle as well. But Russet, my Emerged rabbit, was nowhere to be seen. I frowned and pushed up onto my feet, brushing my clothing free of dust particles.

"Okay, what should I do now?" I asked myself, leaning on the diamond-patterned wall to look up the chute I'd come down. I couldn't see any light at the top and ruffled my hair, feeling a bit anxious and bewildered more than curious.

I turned around and looked at the basket, then blinked at the "Eat Me" and "Drink Me" labels on the bag of cookies and the bottle, respectively. I rubbed my face and looked at the basket, then grabbed the whole thing and approached the door.

"I'm not playing that game." I remarked, then used my magic to make the door bigger and unlock it.

As I opened the door, a mouse appeared and angrily exclaimed, "Hey, play along!"

I snorted. "Oh, please. This place took away my ears and tail. You can expect that I won't respect your story if you can't respect mine!"

The mouse huffed and didn't say anything more, so I shut the door and walked through the garden. I was supposed to be tiny through here, so the flowers were shocked by my normal-sized self as I traipsed past them and to a riverbank. I spotted Russet in the distance and called out to him but, if he heard me, he didn't spare a glance back. I pulled my lips down, then hopped onto one of the giant leaves floating downstream towards a bridge.

I put the basket into my storage dimension and hopped up, grabbing the edge of the bridge's arch. I grunted and growled as I pulled myself up with my normal strength, then puffed my cheeks out as soon as I rested my butt on the railing.

"I'm really in the storybook, huh? Is everyone else here, too?"

"Everyone else?" purred another familiar voice.

I looked over to see Briar sitting in the branches of a large tree, his tail curling as a mischievous expression appeared on his face. My Emerged black jaguar chuckled and easily hopped out of the tree, striding over to me and resting his hands on either side of my hips. I blushed as his emerald-green eyes darkened and his tongue swept over his bottom lip to wet it.

"Briar," I murmured, and he leaned forward. I shivered as his lips brushed my left cheek. "Bri, I—!"

"How do you know that name?" interrupted Briar, his voice growing cold. "I am known as the Cheshire Cat—nothing more and nothing less—yet you know my true name."

My heart sunk. "Bri, we're in a storybook. I'm your lover—your Ann."

Briar growled and backed off, shaking his head. His claw-tipped fingernails raked through his raven-black locks and he hissed, his pupils narrowing.

"Play along!"

"I will to an extent."

Briar shook his head, his eyes wide with panic. "You have to play along!"

I frowned and became even more concerned as Briar's fearful expression switched to one of mischievousness. He chuckled and tilted his head, his tail curling around my right leg as he stepped past me.

"What's your name?"

"An—!"

"No, your name." Briar growled, then smirked right afterwards. "And how did you even get here? Humans aren't allowed in this realm."

I crossed my arms. "I'm not human, but I'll play along for now."

"So?"

"Alice," I replied stiffly. "I'm assuming that this is Wonderland."

Briar hummed and moved from side to side, unable to step around me with my rear end on the bridge's railing. "It surely is a land full of wondrous sights, but beware of those within it. Not all are as friendly as me, Alice." he remarked with a mischievous grin.

"Okay, Cheshire Cat." I responded, crossing my legs and arms. "Where should I go next? To the Hatter?"

Briar frowned. "To the Caterpillar of course. Wherever else would you go? To the Queen of Hearts?"

"My head would roll if I did that," I replied dully, "so to the Caterpillar I go."

Briar's mischievous grin seemed to hang in the air as his body turned wispy and he disappeared with one finger pointed in what I hoped would be the right direction. I hopped off the railing and stretched with a yawn, then made my way across the bridge.

The green grass sparkled like wet emeralds, which was an amazing sight to see. All kinds of flowers dotted the rolling landscape, too. But then some animals appeared and held unhappy, disgruntled expressions on their faces.

"Cry!" demanded one animal. "Your tears were meant to flood the room and make us wet!"

I raised an eyebrow, then used my magic to dump slightly salty water onto the crowd of animals. Their jaws dropped as I smirked and skipped away. The mouse bounded after me and grabbed the hem of the low part of my high-low romper. It stopped at my ankle, so I did feel the mouse at my shoes.

"Now let's run the Caucus-Race to dry off," suggested the dodo bird. "All we have to do is run around until we can't move anymore."

"With those kinds of ideas, I'm not surprised you were given the name of 'dodo'." I commented dryly. "I can just dry you off."

"Stick with the script, Alice." growled the mouse, who then let go and hopped back. "Let's race!"

"We can, but how about I talk about my ever so vicious big cat that likes to eat mice?" I suggested, and the mouse froze. "I can bring him here now."

The mouse crossed his arms. "Then bring him out and we, the animals, will decide on your cat's ferocity."

"All right," I commented, then made Ragnar appear.

Gavin was a bit shocked within, but he was on the line between panic and confusion while I mentally explained what I knew of what was going on. But Gavin and Ragnar relaxed after I knelt at their side and gave them a big hug. The animals were terrified of my lover's tiger form and all ran away, just like in the story.

"Thanks for the help you two." I said with a big grin, kissing their fluffy face.

Ragnar purred and nuzzled my cheeks, then licked my neck. His long tongue flicked over my nape and I shuddered with a soft noise of excitement, then I clapped my hand over my mouth. Gavin's amusement and Ragnar's excitement flowed into my head.

"N-no, not right now, Raggie. After I return home we can do something with Gav, okay?"

Ragnar pouted, which made me coo and kiss his face. I gently pecked his lips and he licked my face, then Gavin shifted and kissed me hard. I gasped and hugged his neck, quietly mewling as he moved his lips on mine. Gavin purred, and I realized that he was staring at my face when I opened my eyes to see his dark blue ones already open.

My cheeks warmed. "G-Gav—mm!"

Gavin purred again, his lips lifting in a smirk as my head dropped back with my chest heaving. He cupped the back of my head and lifted it, kissing my cheeks a moment later.

"Anwyll, I'll let this go for now. But I expect to see you in my room as soon as this shit is finished."

"Yes, Principal Gavin." I replied in a teasing manner, but his dark blue eyes darkened and he hissed.

"Shall we role-play?"

I blushed again. "As principal and student?"

Gavin's lips curled up and he curled down to whisper in my left ear, "I will be waiting with my fantasies until you arrive, my sexy little wolf."

I agreed and kissed his cheeks, then sent him back home. Now for the next scene in the book.

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It took awhile of walking, but eventually I arrived at a wooden two-story house. I pushed my fingers through my silvery purple-heather waves and sighed aloud, taking a second to sit down on the porch steps.

I yawned aloud and stretched, thankful to be able to rest my feet. But I knew this was where I would have a fateful encounter with Russet. I decided to rest until his arrival since I had no idea how long it would take. Moving up onto the porch, I laid down in the warm sun and curled up, resting my head on my arms. It felt really nice. A soft yawn burst free and I tucked my head down with a sigh. I hope this stupid story ends soon. I want to be back with my family outside of this world because something isn't right here.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but I awakened hearing Russet call out, "Mary Ann! Get the Duchess' gloves and fan from my house."

I yawned and pushed up, then stretched as I properly sat up. Russet was looking down at me with disdain across his handsomely cute features. I giggled and his lips twitched.

"Russ, please gimme a kiss." I asked cutely, stretching out my arms to him. "Please?"

He flinched and then dropped to his knees on the step, gathering my body in his arms. I crossed my ankles behind his knees and draped my arms over his shoulders, eagerly reciprocating my cute bunny Emerged's kiss as he ravaged my mouth. I moaned under my breath as he licked, nipped, and sucked on my throat. Russet panted harshly, shivering as I kissed the tips of his lop ears. His russet-brown eyes were glazed with a mix of desire and confusion.

"Russ?" I whispered, my chest heaving.

His fingers hooked underneath the heart-shaped neckline and tugged it down, exposing my pale pink nipples. Russet swallowed thickly and kissed me again, his fingers starting to pinch and pull on the hard peaks. I whimpered and mewled, my voice twisting into a sweet tone as my Emerged rabbit sucked on my throat on his way down to my chest.

"So cute..." he whispered. "I want more, Annie—ack!"

I grew concerned at his sudden yelp. I sat up as he held his head, shaking his upper body with whispers on his lips. I hugged Russet tightly and moments later I was shoved away from him.

"Don't touch me!" he exclaimed. "The Duchess needs her fan and gloves! Retrieve them for me, Mary Ann!"

I frowned. "Russ?"

He didn't react this time. I pulled up my neckline and situated my clothes to be in place again, then pushed myself and got up. I went to the door and opened it, but I looked back and leaned on the doorway. Russet was tapping his foot with an annoyed expression.

"I love you, Russ."

My Emerged rabbit paused, further tightened his grip on his arms, and tapped his foot faster. I giggled and stepped inside the nice house. There was a small living room and a kitchen beyond that, so I looked around a bit and saw the Duchess' items but ignored those to find a little bottle on the kitchen table.

"Aha, another 'grow big' liquid. Well, I don't need that. I'm only playing along to the bare minimum."

I used my magic to duplicate the bottle, then I tossed it outside the house. The loud crash startled Russet and he seemed horrified that I was "damaging" his property. I hadn't done anything of course, but he sent in a "lizard," even though it was actually Zaire. I watched him climb onto the roof, heard his footsteps up there, then he dropped down the chimney.

I hurried over to him and used a rag to wipe off his face. He frowned and lightly slapped my hand away, but his caramel-brown eyes turned amber with slit pupils once I lifted his fingers and kissed his knuckles. He hissed and grasped my head, pulling it closer as he bent over to kiss me. I buried my right hand in his shoulder-length, forest-green waves. He hissed and sucked on my tongue, his shifted snake one wrapping around mine. I shivered and clutched onto his side, barely missing one of his sensitive scale patches.

"Anwyll," he breathed, his eyes clear. "Where are we?"

"In the book known as 'Alice in Wonderland'," I grumbled. "But I didn't create this world. You and the rest of our family is here or involved in this story, I think. Briar is a black Cheshire Cat, I used Gavin as Alice's 'vicious cat', Russet is the Rabbit, and you're supposed to be a lizard named Bill, but you're an Emerged snake."

Zaire frowned. "Someone is messing with us."

"Mmhm," I hummed, then cupped his cheeks. "Before you go back to being a character that doesn't know me, please kiss me and hold me tightly."

Zaire smiled. "Of course, Anwyll. I love you."

"I love you, too." I whispered, sealing our lips together.

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I'd left the house awhile ago. No cakes were thrown at me, so I was hungry. I'd wandered into the forest, as it was in the story, and now I'm coming across a giant mushroom with a familiar figure sitting on it. Waltz was wearing a blue suit while he held a hookah pipe, but thankfully I was just seeing him blow bubbles.

"Waltz?"

Hazel eyes met my silver-ringed violet orbs. "My name is Caterpillar, not Waltz."

"Aren't you a faerie? Or is this author shoving you into a role because he or she has no one else?"

"How rude. Some caterpillars turn into butterflies and I have those wings. I am Caterpillar."

I sighed aloud and plopped down on a stump. "What should I do, Caterpillar? It's clear that you and the rest of my family are trapped here with me, or at least forced into roles. Rabbit's and Cheshire Cat's heads hurt when they leave their roles. It really hurts to watch them forget about me."

Waltz shifted slightly in his spot on top of the giant mushroom that was about six feet tall. He hummed and crossed his legs, then pointed at me.

"Finish the story and you'll be free."

"Is that all?" I asked sarcastically. "Can I at least know who the mastermind is?"

Waltz smirked as he slid off the mushroom. "You'll figure it out."

I looked up at him as he came over. "Alt, please, remember me..." I begged, grasping his fingers.

Just as my stomach growled, Waltz's wings appeared and he nearly tackled me. "Annie! You look so cute! What's going on?"

My stomach growled again and he cracked a smirk. My eyebrows shot up as he backed up a bit and unbuckled his suit pants.

My skin turned bright red as Waltz asked, "You're hungry, right? I have a sausage that has some nutritious milk inside the containers. You should eat some tasty food, Annie. I don't want you to starve."

"Waltz," I whined, covering my face as he pulled out his cock. It was already starting to get hard. "Oh, Alt..."

Waltz licked his lips and pushed his left hand into my hair, cupping the back of my head to guide it forward. He set his cock on my face and groaned when my tongue hit the underside of it. I traced a vein and suckled gently on the tip, then dragged my tongue down to the base. I inhaled deeply of Waltz's scent, then started to use my right hand to stroke his shaft while I stuffed his balls into my mouth.

"Feels so good, Annie. Keep going." groaned Waltz, gazing at my face as I continued to split my attention on his face and his nether region. "Mm, just like that. Just a little bit harder—fuck..."

Waltz's hiss of pleasure after I little harder suck to his tip made me weak. I pushed forward off the stump and landed on my knees, shuffling closer to Waltz to take him deeper.

"Fuck, that's so sexy. And your throat keeps fluttering around my cock, Annie. I want to thrust so deep and hard that I make you come from your throat alone."

My eyes rolled back and I let go of his cock, resting my hands on his hips. Waltz's hazel eyes brightened and he asked, "Are you sure?"

I backed off to answer, "I am a bit masochistic, my sadistic faerie."

I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, waiting for him to decide. It only took a second. He bucked his hips and I quickly took him into my mouth, then relinquished my control. Waltz growled and grabbed my head, starting to thrust deeply. I choked a bit and he drew back, then thrust in hard and deep. I coughed and slobbered onto Waltz's cock, but he face-fucked me hard and rough to the point that tears were running down my face and snot was down to my chin. Waltz appeared to be absolutely enamored by my messy face and the way I reacted to him.