Not even close.

"You sweet innocent thing," says the Cheshire Cat, quite amused at Alice's little show. "If you think that's all it will take in this bizzare place, you're in for a shock. Don't worry, I'll show you."

The milk bottle begins to pump into Alice again. This time her hands dont even need to touch it. She is shocked at first but it feels so good again. She runs her fingers around her soft chest, teasing at her pink nipples which quickly get hard. She bites her lip. The cold bottle feels good....for a moment.

Soon it moves faster and thrusts harder. She grabs at it trying to pull it out, but its no use. She begins to pant as the bottle thrashes into her. It hurts but at the same time it feels good.

"Chhhhhhhheshhhhh...whhhhhat are you doing?" she manages to get out between pants. Her tight pussy throbs against the bottle as it pounds her even harder. She begins to sweat profusely as she thrusts her hips to the motion of the pumping.

It goes harder and faster and harder and faster.

"Stop! Don't stop! Stop! Don't Stop!" Alice cannot make up her mind. Her body writhes in pleasure. The bottle cracks from ****. Cold milk pours out into her pussy, splashing in every direction. It runs down her legs and forms a puddle onto the ground. The bottle still does not let up.

Alice's eyes roll back into her head. She lets out a gasp and then a scream. She squirts cum out of her pussy onto the bottle and into the milk puddle below her. Finally the thrusting stops. She rolls over and slowly lifts herself onto all fours, the bottle still sticking out of her. Her long blonde hair is sopping wet. Sweat covers her soft skin. She pants looking up at the Cheshire Cat.

"Now you've earned your prize," he says. "You may lap up the magical milk." Alice looks down at the puddle of cum, sweat and milk. After all that she deserves large breasts, she thinks.