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Alice wearily rose to her feet. While she was tired from masturbation and the magical transformation she has just undergone, she could not ignore the hunger that was growing inside her. The odds of finding someone in these woods to help her "scratch the itch" were small, so Alice knew there was only one thing she really could do: move along in search of some sweet respite.

As she trudged along through the woods, Alice tried to put sex out of her mind. She had hoped that by doing this, the longing ache inside her would be so bad. This plan failed, though, because the desire that had manifested inside her just made her think twice as much about being fucked and sucked. Worse still, her own naked, unfamiliar body excited her. All the while, she could hear the laughter of the Cheshire Cat following in the trees, out of sight but always present.

Her situation had become so bad that she was panting, honey dripping out of her and down her thighs. "I don't know...how much more...I can take."

Luckily for Alice, she soon came to the end of the forest. She exited the woodland and emerged in a large, grassy field. The pastoral beauty would have inspired her had she not been a ticking time bomb of sexual frustration. One things did catch her attention, though: a pair of low sounds, raising in pitch every so often. Alice followed her ears through the field, and quickly realized it was two voices, moaning.