“The Jabby-what?”

“The Jabby-what?”

Allen cried out from where he was stumbling after the rabbit. He was terribly embarrassed, and so covered his teensy little package as he struggled to chase after the fleeing woman, and her wide, jiggling hips. “Pardon me, miss Rabbit, you said there was a ‘Jabby-lock’ nearby? What does that mean?”

A flick of a fluffy white ear meant the White Rabbit heard him despite the distance she so easily cleared from him. In a snit, the curvaceous lagomorph turned back around to tell the nude, underdeveloped femboy off, hollering to him that, “If’n you don’t know what the Jabberwock is, I shan't expect you to survive long here in Wonderland!”

“Wait! I still don’t know what the Jabberwock is!” Allen cried back between heavy breaths, a quick peek at the matronly woman’s pink pussy sending another shock of arousal down his body.

"Well that isn’t my problem, you silly pin-dick! I’m late, and for an exceedingly important function! The Queen’ll have my head, oh I’m late!”

But an unfortunate combination of embarrassment and arousal drove the poor blond to a halt. Not only from the exertion of running, Allen found himself panting heavily, and wholly unable to run another stride.

“Oh heavens, look at the time! I’m late! I’m late! I’m oh so very late…” the Rabbit’s voice drifted off into a silent echo across the forest floor when her wiggling, cottony tail escaped beyond his vision. More pressingly, the tip of his cute little, achingly hard cock was leaking an embarrassing trail of pre-cum. His cheeks were red as roses to see such an untoward display from such a respectable young man as himself, but Allen recalled that nobody was around to see his blatant… problem.

Not that it made this terribly humiliating moment any less humiliating, but at least there were no motherly figures to chastise and mock him over the sticky trail down his penis.

The moment he’d properly caught his breath, the naked, thoroughly embarrassed boy got to walking away from that dreadful Jabberwock in the distance. He was also still after that wascally wabbit! Allen fidgeted with his long, pretty hair as he ventured deeper into the woods after that mean rabbit. The blush across his soft cheeks refused to abate in the slightest as the grass tickled between his toes, and with his adorable little dick at half-mast, the young man was certainly hoping to find cover soon.

Under the sunbeams of a clearing, Allen swore he could hear ladies giggling, but no matter how thoroughly he scanned the surrounding woodland, all the femboy saw was beautiful flowers. The poor, unclad young lad yelped in fright as the sound of muffled laughter met his ears again, but again, he saw no living beings in the vicinity. All the same, Allen self-consciously covered his pint sized willy from the ghostly snickering, and walked deeper still into the unknown…

He still didn’t know that Wonderland was far, far more dangerous than the White Rabbit suggested. Unknowingly, as the flowers grew tall and breathtakingly beauteous around him, Allen had walked his nude self into quite the sticky situation…