Alice in Eroticland [Grown-up and Ready to Party]

By Dee Dawning

Alice edged over and down the five steps to the grounds, planning to join rabbit when he took off running. Heading toward the brook and the copse of trees that contained the giant oak she remembered well, she pleaded, "White Rabbit, wait. Where're you going?"

He never answered, but he seemed to pause, and wave as if signaling her to follow him. When White Rabbit neared the heavy undergrowth around the brook, Alice decided to follow him. When he disappeared into the brush, she turned in a circle calling for him. "White Rabbit, where are you? Where are you going?" Receiving no answer, she gazed upward hoping to spot the giant oak in the moonlight. Deducing its position by the quantity of starlit sky that the tree blacked out, she located it.

It was even darker in the woods. Remembering the crevice in the trunk was on the far side of the massive tree, Alice crept around its twelve-foot diameter. When she reached the far side she pulled up with a start. What'd been a cave-like opening in the trunk, was now a full height entry door, headed by a neon lit marquee, proclaiming the entrance to ~EROTICLAND~

Staring, Alice followed the rolling message below the heading,

C-E-L-E-B-R-A-T-I-N-G A-L-I-C-E-S B-I-R-T-H-D-A-Y.

She rubbed her eyes once more. This was unbelievable. Then again, wasn't everything down below unbelievable? She stepped up to the door and when she pulled the door open she noticed a poster on an easel. Her eyes widened and her hand shot to her mouth... The poster was...of her!

The quite recent headshot displayed her long blonde hair rolled into a French twist and topped off with a tiara. Her cornflower blue eyes looked off slightly to the left and from her earlobes a pair of gorgeous ruby and diamond earrings dangled. Around her neck hung the dazzling, matching necklace and though it was only a headshot, Alice had the impression she was otherwise naked. Where this picture came from she had no idea, because she had never posed for such a shot.

Below her image was a message. Help Celebrate Alice's Very Special Day with her EROTICLAND style –Admission Free.

She stepped into the foyer and studied the room. It no longer resembled a cave under a huge oak tree. Rather it resembled the lobby, albeit on a small scale, of a fancy theatre with a crystal chandelier and wall sconces. The black and white checkerboard pattern flooring from the large room below had been replicated in the three by four meter lobby. On the far side of the room she could see the ceiling sloped down over what must have a stairway to the large room below.

There was no sign of the White Rabbit. She wasn't even sure he came in there. While deciding what to do a voice came to her.

"Alice. Are you coming?"

When she rushed forward to the stairway she found another surprise. The staircase was, in fact, an escalator. She hopped onto the descending steps and grasped the moving rail, taking the long journey downward.

After minutes on the down-bound escalator, the checkered floor of the bottom became visible. As she drew nearer to the bottom, White Rabbit waited for her, except he was no longer a rabbit. Correction, he was he no longer entirely a rabbit. He was mostly a man—a naked man with a fabulous, lean, muscular body and...a large growing penis. Of the original rabbit, only his head remained.

"Hello Alice."

"You do remember me?"

"Of course. You were a pretty little girl. Now, you are a beautiful grown woman."

"Tell me White Rabbit, how come you turned almost into a man?"

Alice almost laughed when his nose twitched. "Zignoff, he's the queen's sorcerer, turned me into a werebunny."

She rolled her eyes. A werebunny? "Why?"

It's what the queen wanted.

"How did he do it?"

"With a spell."

"Why?"

"Because my dear, I needed a new lover. You can't have too many lovers in Eroticland."

Alice jerked her head sideways and gulped.

• Language: English
• Publisher: New Dawning Books
• Release date: May 17, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458109583

Dee Dawning

If you like warmth, live in Arizona like Dee Dawning does. If you like to read hot sexy stories born and raised in the sweltering summer heat of Arizona, check out his scribblings.Dee has been writing saucy romance stories and novels for seven years. At this time he has over thirty-five titles available.Dee & his lovely wife currently reside in Cave Creek Arizona, where he writes a novella every two to three months and a novel every six months.

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Part One - Alice Turns Eleven

While celebrating her eleventh birthday at her grandparents' estate in the countryside of Sussex, Alicia Davenport had a most bizarre experience. Resting beside a brook, an improbable event took place. An oversized, white rabbit, waving a pocket watch, hurried by, exclaiming, in the Kings English, I'm late, I'm late! She'll have my head!

Properly shocked, Alice regained her senses and shouted after him, What are you talking about? Who will have your head?

The rabbit paused and turned toward her for just a second. The queen. No time to talk, no time to wait! I'm late, I'm late, I'm late! The panicked creature turned and scurried away as fast as his hind legs would allow.

Beyond curious, Alice followed the rabbit to a huge oak tree where she lost him. Mis-ster-r-r Rabb-bi-it? Where-e-e are-e you-u?

Walking around the enormous tree she discovered an opening in the trunk large enough to crawl through. Squeezing through the dark cavity on her hands and knees, she rested her hands on emptiness and promptly tumbled down dozens and dozens, perhaps a hundred meters. Coming to a stop, she gazed around a large room with numerous doors. She had entered an underground crazy land where dog sized caterpillars sat on giant mushrooms smoking, God knows what; where tea parties attended by disturbed individuals never ended; and where a raving, lunatic queen played a never ending game of croquette to the shouts of 'off with their heads'. Nothing made sense. Nothing! Thank God she escaped.

Alice couldn't remember how she escaped. Maybe the White Rabbit or the Mad Hatter helped her. The last thing she remembered before waking beside the brook was the hooded executioner getting ready to smite off her head with his huge bloody axe.

Part Two - Alice Turns Twenty-One

Crazy Land never left Alicia's mind. It could have been a wild dream, but she didn't think so. After attending a series of schools in America, she visited her grandparents' estate for the first time since that peculiar event. Therefore, the first chance she had, she wanted to visit the old oak tree near the bubbling brook. Only she never got the chance.

Her grandparents, bless them, threw a catered party with over a hundred and fifty guests for the special event—her twenty-first birthday. They even invited a half-dozen, so-called, eligible bachelors to try to tempt her into a relationship. She'd had a relationship for a year in Harvard and felt too restricted. After all, if you only have enough money for one dress, you don't want to buy the first one that catches your eye.

When all the guests finally said goodbye it was dark. By the time she said goodnight to her parents and grandparents the grandfather clock struck eleven o'clock. It was warm even for July, so after donning a nightshirt and brushing her teeth, she opened the doors to the terrace and climbed in bed.

Alice woke as a slight breeze ruffled the curtains. After slipping out of the bed, she glided to and through the doors. Leaning against the stone baluster rail, she looked across the immaculate grounds. Lights from the house reflected on the nearby garden, but only