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Alice in New wonderland. Chapter 7

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The sun broke the horizon, casting red light over the endless golden fields. Dew hung onto the tall yellowed grass. Far off in the woods the birds started singing and wonderland began to wake up.

But there were some in wonderland who were already awake.

The ground rumbled and deep cries of panic could be heard. Over the crest of a hill charged a massive herd of blue furred bison. Over their loud bellows, loud-pitched whistles could be heard. Arrows flew through the sky and frightened the herd into the right direction.

Over the crest charged ten people on horseback. Four of them stuck close to the herd while the others waited to pick of the bison that would become isolated.

The arrows flew thick and fast and one of the smaller bison became confused and broke out of the herd. The hunters were on it in a second, shooting arrow after arrow into its thick hide. The creature fell in seconds and was abandoned. It would be collected after the hunt was over.

The ten riders had green skin and brown hair, not green by body paint, but through their own natural evolution. They wore trousers made of the hide of the blue bison. Which was grey when the fur was shaved away. All the hunters had decorated their bodies with a thick blue paint. Also made thanks to the blue bison, made by boiling the hair of the beasts. Eventually the concoction would thicken up and just to something similar to poster paint.

One of the riders was out of place, standing out like a sore thumb. For starters, this hunter was not male. Nor did she have brown hair or green skin. She had long blond hair and fair skin. She was not dressed in trousers, but the grey leather bikini that the tribe women would wear. She had painted two blue lines on her cheeks, V shapes on her arms, legs and bare stomach.

Alice pulled back an arrow and fired it above the herd. It squealed loudly and landed it just the right place to frighten another bison out of its group. The killers were on it and the beast fell in seconds.

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It was a good hunt. Eight bison had been killed. That would be enough meat to feed the tribe for a week, maybe a little more.

Alice rode to the village on a chestnut stallion, carrying three furs on the rear of the horse. The rest of the fur and the meat had been divided among the other riders.

She trotted slowly and came to a stop. Two men came forward and unloaded her package and carried the fur away to be cleaned. Alice jumped from the horse and handed it to a smiling young man. One of the horse carers.

Kappu jumped from his own horse and before he even had chance to steady himself Alice jumped into his arms and planted a kiss onto his cheek.

Kappu overbalanced and fell hard onto the floor but he wrapped his own arms around Alice and kissed her in return. The two lovers did not care about the disapproving stares coming from the other people around them.

Alice had stayed with the Crudican tribe for almost a week now. They were a nomadic race that moved their village every couple of days too keep up with the travelling herd of blue furred bison.

Lately the bison had been heading the east, a natural direction for the time of year she was told. So Alice and Kappu had decided to stay with the tribe until they reached the eastern woods. Where they would leave the tribe and go out in search of the maid of hearts.

Alice had taken a place in the tribe to earn her keep. But she had quickly discovered that what the tribe considered ‘women’s work’ was not for her. Washing the fur, making the paint and patching any holes on the tents. Alice instead discovered that she was much more skilled as a hunter. Less than an hour of practise with the bow and she could hit a bull between the eyes if she had to. She had become the tribes first huntress; the first of what promised to be many apparently. Some of the older women held no qualms over telling Alice that she was being a bed influence on their daughters. Alice had actually overheard a ten year old girl named Teela say that she ‘wanted to be like the pale skin lady’ when she grew up.

Alice and Kappu had declared themselves lovers, much to his families protest. Alice had felt genuine feeligs for Kappu before they had slept together in the fields that night almost a week ago.

There was a loud cough and Alice and Kappu broke apart, Alice beginning to blush slightly. She wasn’t embarrassed but Alice had grown up being taught such behaviour in public was wrong. Old habits die-hard.

Kappu’s father, Shalin, was standing with his arms folded and his face frowning.

“Alice will you go and prepare the meat for drying. Kappu, will you help prepare more weapons, our arrow stocks are running low.”

The two kids sighed and nodded.

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The bison meat was cut into 30 cm long strip and was hung from the top of long poles. The hot sun would dry the meat, allowing to be preserved for months at a time. When the tribe moved close to the forests surrounding the golden planes the meat was hung from trees, but here on the open grassland, there were no plants for miles around.

Wandering with the tribe, Alice found it hard to believe that wonderland was as bad as the story keeper had told her. As she spent her days hunting, helping with some general repairs and especially sitting around the fire with Kappu and his family, Alice saw no signs of the sexual deviancy that was supposed to be sweeping wonderland toward its destruction. But at the same time she didn’t doubt what had been told to her.

Maybe it had something to do with how the Crudican tribe was so isolated. No one else came across the golden planes and they never left it to go to other places.

“I suppose it will get here eventually, it will just take a little longer.” Alice muttered as she stuck the last pike into the ground. She still hadn’t been able to get out of the habit of thinking out loud when others weren’t around.

“Sooner than you think.” Said a sly voice. Alice almost screamed and spun round to face the speaker. There was no one there. Alice held the dagger she had used to cut the meat tightly in her hand, ready for anything.

“Show yourself.” She growled threateningly.

There was quite laughter. The grass around her rustled as something unseen moved around her. Something unseen? There was only one being in wonderland that Alice knew could be invisible.

“Mr. Cheshire cat?” She asked questioningly. There was more laughter, almost mocking in tone and the rustling came to a stop in front of her.

A small man shimmered into sight. He was dressed in bright purple sit with pink pinstripes. He had on pink shoes with purple laces and his nails were long and painted white. But his most distinctive feature was his large yellow eyes. They seemed to be almost twice the size of a normal humans they were all yellow with slit pupils. His red hair was long, puffy and uncombed and near the top of his head was a pair of large furry cat ears. Alice saw something behind him and saw a long red-furred tail, a metre long, it slowly moved from side to side apparently of its own accord. He smiled and revealed his canine teeth were longer and sharper looking than normal humans.

“Mr. Cheshire cat?” Alice repeated in a more confused voice. The cat-man looked at her with a dreamy look on her face. He glanced up at the drying bison meat hanging from the long stick.

“The Cheshire cat? They called me that once.” He wandered around Alice slowly with a sad expression. “First came the war, then the change of power. Then other things changed, small at first, but happening to be sure. And slowly, the Cheshire cat became more than himself.” He paused and looked at his clothes and flicked a fleck of dust from the sleeve of his suit.

“Not yet a man, but no longer the animal wonderland once knew.”

Alice kept a tight grip on the dagger; she remembered the reaction that she’d received when she’d run into the mad hatter, March hair and white rabbit.

“I call myself Chester Kat now.” He said. Alice was still on edge and held tightly on the dagger while turning herself around on the spot to keep her eyes on Chester.

“That’s all well and good. But what are you doing here?” Chester nodded and didn’t drop his catty smile.

“I travel all over wonderland now, I no longer stay in small section of the western woods that I once called my territory. I have seen so many things, met so many people and made love to them all.”

He jumped on Alice, the weight of his body knocked her off her feet and sent the knife flying out of her hands. She was pinned to the floor and Chester smiled down at her.

“There, there, there. Don’t fight it. You’ll enjoy it if you let me love you.” He licked her cheek with his rough sandpaper tongue.

Alice screamed, but he put his hand over her mouth and forced her to silence.

“Ssshhh. Just let me love you.”

There was a loud whistling noise and Chester Kat screamed in agony as an arrow impaled his shoulder. He fell backwards off Alice and she scrambled to her feet, looking for the source of the shooting.

Juliat, Kappu’s sister was approaching, walking slowly and loading another arrow into the bow. With a frustrated cry Chester shimmered out of sight and the only sign of his presence was the waving grass as he ran away.

Alice approached Juliat, tears in her eyes.

“Thank you.” She sobbed. “Thank you so much.”

Juliat stared at the empty space where Chester had been moments before and handed the bow to Alice. She pulled a quiver of arrows from her back and handed these to Alice as well.

“I was coming to give you these, fresh made from Kappu.”

Alice slid the quicker onto her back and held onto the bow tightly.

“Thank you.” She said again. Tears fell down her face and she found herself unable to stop them.

Juliat put her arms onto Alice’s shoulders and pulled her into a tight hug.

“It’s all right. You’re safe now. You’re safe.” Her hands began to drift downward and gripped Alice’s ass tightly. Alice was about to push Juliat away, when the girls fingers found their way into Alice’s bikini and rubbed gently at her pussy lips.

Alice felt her knees grow weak and she fell to the ground. Juliat dropped down onto her knees. She reached between her D-cup breasts and undid the knot keeping her leather bra on her chest.

Alice stared as Juliat released her tits and turned her hands downward and pulled open the knot keeping her bikini bottoms around her waist. Juliat revealed her fine mound of brown hair around her pussy. Juices dripped down the inside of her leg. Her cunt was demanding attention.

Alice lay back, stunned into stillness as Juliat leaned forward and began to pull apart the knot keeping Alice’s bikini on her waist. As Juliat pulled it free, exposing Alice’s pussy and forest of short curly blonde pubic hair, Alice used to shave her cunt, but the opportunity hadn’t arisen while she was in wonderland. Alice found her voice.

“Wait. I don’t think…”

She trailed off as Juliat reached out her hands and began to rub at Alice’s folds. She leaned in close and sniffed deeply at Alice’s scent.

Alice thought of Kappu and her mind snapped back to reality. With all her might Alice pushed Juliat away from her and grabbed her bikini bottoms and she rushed to her feet.

“Juliat, get a hold of yourself.” She demanded. Juliat climbed to her feet with a sly smile on her face.

“I’d rather get a hold of you.” She said in a lustful voice.

As Juliat leapt for her, Alice acted purely on instinct and grabbed the quiver of arrows and sung it round. The container connected with the side of Juliat’s head with a sickening crack and she fell unconscious to the ground. Alice looked at her sympathetically, it had arrived. Whatever deviant force was sweeping through wonderland, it had arrived in one of its most isolated areas. Time was running out. Alice ran back to the village at full speed.

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As the sun was setting Alice was packing the last few items into her bag. She had six days of food, four days of water. Sixty arrows, her bow and three daggers, just in case.

She carried the heavy load out of the tent she had come to know as home over the last two weeks. Outside a chestnut stallion was loyally waiting for her. Alice put the bag onto its back and the animal whinnied in protest, but didn’t buck the load away.

“I know, I know.” She said soothingly, patting the horse gently on its flanks. “It’s just for a day or so.”

A shadow fell by her side and she turned knowing that it would be Kappu.

“In another three days the village will be at the edge of the eastern woods. Stay and we can leave together then.”

Alice sighed and made sure the straps that tied her bag to the horses back were tight enough.

“It has arrived Kappu, your tribe was totally isolated, only feeling a very tiny influence. But whatever decadence is sweeping through the rest of wonderland has now arrived here. The problem is worse than I thought, I’ve just been trying to fool myself.” She turned back to face him. “Your sister is…there’s no other word, infected, with the deviant desires and in three hours it will have spread to half your tribe. In three days they will not are about moving, they will not care about hunting. They will not care about anything but satisfying any sick desire that comes into their heads.”

Kappu rubbed the back of his neck nervously and looked around the camp. Juliat was still unconscious, there was no way to know if Alice was speaking the truth or not.

“Then give me an hour, I can gather some supplies of my own and we will go together.”

Alice shook her head and began to walk slowly toward the borders of the village. Kappu and her horse followed her.

“I have to do this alone Kappu. I alone am immune to the sexual sickness that is sweeping this land. Which means that I alone am destined to find the maid of hearts and help her restore wonderland.”

They reached the edge of the village and with a mighty leap Alice managed to mount the horse. Alice sighed and looked down at Kappu, he looked up at her, clearly upset.

“I’m sorry Kappu. But this is my burden, my quest. It must be done alone, I’m sorry.”

She kicked the stallion gently in the sides and the animal raced off into the growing night. Kappu watched her go, feeling tears swelling up in his eyes.

To be coninued

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