Chapter 2: Waking in Wonderland.

Alec must have been dreaming.

But could a person wake up into a dream or even wake up in a dream? One minute he had been wrestling with a white haired, bunny eared, puff-ball tailed cutie and now he was laying on his back in soft verdant green grass looking up at a clear, cloudless azure sky.

...and the sky was looking back at him.

Okay, not the sky exactly but three heads hovered above him silhouetted by the bright sunshine with expressions ranging from curious concern to outright hostility. Oh and Alec noticed that all three were distinctly female and sported long, fluffy rabbit ears sprouting from the tops of their skulls.

"What do you think it is? It doesn't look like any beast-kin I've ever met, pyon."

"Don't get too close, Miffy. Lacey said it was a predator that attacked her, pyon."

"Maybe it's a demon, I should kick it- oh look out, it's waking up, pyon!"

Alec groaned and covered his face with his hands. The sun was too bright, the colors all seemed too vivid and his head hurt where something had hit him. Was he hallucinating or had he been dragged off onto the set of some cosplay photo shoot? That had to be it because as he peeked out from between his shaking fingers, the sight of the three young ladies standing over him was too outlandish to be anything else.

They were all young, slender and dressed in skimpy little outfits that ranged from what amounted to little more than a white swimsuit on one white-haired cutie to a black laced up bodice and stockings affair on her dark-haired companion. The attention to detail was admirable, the color of their animal ears even matched the shade of their hair but that was hardly important at that moment.

"Please don't kick me, I didn't attack anyone." Alec grumbled moving to sit up when the wooden shaft of a pole was pressed forcefully into his shoulder pinning him back down to the earth.

It was the dark-haired girl in the black bodice and barely-there white frill dress. She had a white ruffle in her hair and mismatched stockings on her long, long legs making her look like a sexy maid if not for the tall wooden stave she was prodding him with. Seriously? What were these girls problem and where the fuck was he? It was far too warm and too clear of sky to be winter in merry ol' England.

"You'll stay right where you are until the Fluffle Matron decides what to do with you, predator pyon." She said in a cold tone of warning, her dark eyes narrowing suspiciously at Alec.

Fluffle what now? Well fluffle this, if they thought Alec was going to play along and be pushed around for the sake of whatever role-play nonsense they were engaging in then they could go fluffle themselves.

"Ease up a little, Coco. It's not armed and doesn't look too dangerous. I think we three can handle it pyon." Said the leggy honey-blonde wearing something like a cross between a white tunic and tan corset laced up in red strings that struggled to hold her sizable cleavage in.

It looked good with a white mini cape draped over her slender shoulders and matching white thigh-high stocking hugging her long, muscular legs. Or it did until you took in the foot long needle-like dagger she spun airily through long, nimble fingers. A dagger that shone in the sunlight and looked all too real for Alec's comfort.

"That's right! This soft, pink looking predator is no match for three mighty burrow defenders, pyon!" Announced the white haired, snowy eared Miffy in her strappy white bikini outfit. At least she wasn't packing any heat, unless you included the massive, ornate steel greaves covering her long muscular legs from slender ankle to thick upper thigh that looked incongruous given how little else she wore.

She looked ridiculous and... okay kinda hot but with a pin-up models stunning looks, long silky, pale hair and fashion runway-ready body Alec guessed she could have worn just about anything and still made men's tongues loll out of their stupid, horney heads. Any one of them was a walking wet dream and even as uncomfortable as he was in that moment, Alec was still risking popping wood outside of shop class.

"Geez, I'm not a predator alright? I'm telling you that it was all just a big misunderstanding." Alec groaned as the dark-haired Coco let up the pressure on the staff and the three bunny girls backed off as he sat up.

"That sounds exactly like something a Predator would say, Pyon." The lingerie model in the leg armor retorted, taking up a ready stance as though he would pounce at any moment.

"I think you will find it is what an innocent creature would say too, daughters. Now give it some space and let it explain itself before you three earn us a reputation for attacking wayward travelers." A warm, rich voice piped up behind the group of armed bunny girls.

"Fluffle Matron, pyon!"

All three of them jumped liked they had been goosed and turned aside to reveal a beautifully buxom older woman in a long, black, high-necked cocktail dress with a long side-slit running up to her firm, rounded hip and an embroidered cut-out to reveal a vast expanse of shiny, perfectly sun-kissed cleavage. Her hair was a deeper blonde bordering on a light auburn that was full and thick matching the golden fur of her tall, imperious rabbit ears. In a sable gloved hand she held an elaborately detailed staff topped with an odd brass, glass and steel contraption that wouldn't have looked out of place in a steampunk convention.

These costumed weirdos were getting pretty liberal in mixing up the genres weren't they? At least this one sounded like she was in charge and might be willing to answer some questions. Alec let hope rise in his chest right up until he spotted the scared face of the young bunny girl he had first wrestled with inside the damnable grandfather clock.

"Be at ease traveler, I am Maribel; Fluffle Matron of Angora Burrow. Lacey has told me a very interesting tale of her first meeting you within the mystical Hidden Hallways." She said with a regal incline of her head giving Alec a soft, knowing smile.

Alec felt a little cotton mouthed under the warm gaze of such a gorgeous woman and cleared his throat as he climbed a little unsteadily to his feet.

"Ahem, thanks Maribel, I'm Alec." He said and frowned when the younger rabbit women all growled at his familiar use of their superiors name, "Look, I'm sorry for the mix-up and interrupting your dress-up games so if you can point me towards a road, I'll call myself an Uber."

His simple request was met by a stone-wall of puzzled frowns and an exquisitely cocked eye-brow from the enchanting, busty Matron.

"You call yourself an Uber? How fascinating your use of language is, Alec the Uber." She said in formal tones and Alec groaned a little at the serious expression on her face.

Were they all hazing him? Alec knew about hard-core role-players who wouldn't break character but this was beyond the pale. Cool head prosthetics or no, he needed some straight answers.

"Right, Maribel... Help me out here." Alec said as he fished his phone out of his pocket and frowned down at the no signal icon, "Can you please just tell me where I am, so I can get out of your hair and let you get back to what-ever it is you are doing here. I don't suppose any of you are getting reception?"

Alec looked back up to see the younger women staring with wide-eyed fascination at the glowing screen of his smart-phone and a concerned look on the Matron's face.

"But Alec we are receiving you, as to what we are doing here... do you truly not know where you are?"

Her question was cautious, probing and her expression studiously neutral. Alec just lifted his hands then let them drop back to his sides in a sign of exasperation before the alluring bunny MILF elucidated helpfully for him.

"You are in Wonderland, Alec... you traveled the Hidden Hallways and they only lead to one place. You do not know this fact?"

Wonderland?! Oh this was all too much... but as Alec looked around himself he was suddenly uncertain. The colors of the scenery around him were too vibrant, like out of a technicolor film. The weather was far too warm and clear for an English winter, he could even smell spring in the air; all flowers, fresh soil and new growth. Then there were the rabbit folk in front of him...

"Ummm... Can I ask you a question that I hope isn't too rude, Maribel?"

"Ask Alec, I will not take offense at a simple inquiry and will answer if I can."

"May I touch your ears?" Alec blurted, feeling a deep certainty creeping over him... but he had to know for sure!

"Eeeeep!" The ivory-haired Lacey squeaked in fright before disappearing behind the Matron again.

"Predator, Predator! Pyon!" The other three cried, readying their weapons and leaping to interpose themselves between Alec and their Fuffle Matron Maribel.

Alec froze in place not knowing what to do and was about to bravely turn his tail to flee when a rich, throaty laugh brought everybody to a screeching halt. Maribel was laughing as she brushed past her protesting protectors to stand directly before him and Alec realized for the first time that if he discounted her rabbit ears, he was a half a head taller than the ravishing bunny woman.

"Fluffle Matron..." Blondie with the needle dagger warned as she clutched her weapons hilt even tighter in white knuckles.

"Be at peace, Daisy. All is well, I believe I understand now." Maribel giggled, waving off the concerns of her younger kin, "I told him I would not take offense and none was given."

She stepped in close, resting her free hand against Alec's chest and even through her soft glove, his shirt and wool-knit sweater he could feel the warmth of her touch. With her so close he had to look near directly down at her to look into her big amber eyes before his gaze was magnetically drawn down into her bountiful cleavage in the seductive figure-hugging gown. She smiled even wider as she tracked his vision.

"Do you find me attractive Alec? Do you enjoy my touch?" She asked with a teasing hint of coyness. Her moist, glistening lips breathily parted so invitingly close.

Mrs Robinson, you are trying to seduce me.

"Yes..."

All four of the watching girls gasped and Lacey covered her flushing face with both hands before peeking out between her fingers.

"You're attracted to a beast-kin woman? Really, pyon?!" The snowy-haired Miffy asked, scandalized.

"This is some sort of trick to win our trust, pyon." The dark-eyed Coco accused but couldn't look directly at Alec and her Matron she was blushing so hard.

"To what end?" Maribel laughed, "No daughters, he is attracted to me - to all of us - because of what he is. He is a protector not a predator. I believe that Alec the Uber here... is a Slayer."

There was a light thudding noise as Coco's heavy stave tumbled out of her lifeless grip to fall into the grassy. All four bunny girls gaped at Alec and the officiously attired Lacey looked like she might swoon. Alec felt entirely lost at sea and scrambled to regain some of the initiative.

"Whoa, whoa..." He objected backpedaling furiously as he tried to back away but the hot bunny Matron gracefully stepped with him keeping herself close as though in a courtly dance making him panic all the more. "I don't know about any of this Wonderland and Slayer business... I'm just a simple man, a regular guy - I just graduated two months ago for fucks sake!"

"A Man you say? Then you admit it. You are a Man, just as all Slayers in Wonderland before you have been." Maribel said proudly, her joyful smile beaming up at Alec with all the blazing heat of a house-fire.

"No! Wait... what? Yes, I am a Man. Obviously but... but... Slayer? That doesn't sound... I don't know..."

The Fluffle Matron released her strange gizmo-tipped staff and reached her other hand up to stroke Alec's face in a calming gesture. Rather than dropping to the ground as Coco's had it just hung suspended in the air beside her.

Okay, so that was a thing.

"Ssshhh... Still your concerns Alec, I can feel your heart beating fast as a youngling fleeing a hunting pack. This is a good thing. For you, for us and for all of Wonderland." She purred, dragging Alec's attention away from the free-floating magical device and back to her breathtakingly excited face. "You asked me a question earlier and I will answer you now, Alec. Yes, I would be pleased if you would touch my ears, are they not beautiful?"

Alec nodded mutely as he reached up shaking hands and gently ran them up the twin furry appendages. They were warm and soft then Alec felt them twitch under his fingertips. He slipped his thumbs into the very edge of the pink interior then he stroked them down to the base in her lustrous, glossy mane of golden hair and felt for any seam or adhesive at the base... there wasn't any. Just a smooth joining of firm skin.

Alec felt the world spinning madly about him as the creeping truth of everything came crashing down on him all at once.

Then Matron Maribel let out a low, soulful moan of pleasure and timid little Lacey fainted dead away behind her.

Alec followed her down to the grass a moment later.