Maybe it was time to start stroking it.
Alice slowly moved her hand up and down his cock that stood proud from its nest of hair. The skin seemed to stick to her hand. Surely that didn’t feel good. Alice let go, quickly licked her hand wet, and returned to sliding up and down his shaft. Caterpillar watched her work.
“Is this okay?”
“Yes,” he said. “You can even go faster and harder, now.”
Alice tightened her fist, shuttling it along his tall cock. She looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back with pleasure in his eyes.
She said, “I’ve never smoked a real pipe before.”
“You’ll like it,” Caterpillar said. “Tastes like peppermint.”
Alice laughed. Putting her lips around his huge length, she inhaled. A cool, icy sensation filled her lungs. She pulled him out of her mouth and exhaled the smoke.
“It really does taste like peppermint!”
“Of course.” He sighed happily. “I said it would, so it does.”
She sucked on him again, pushing it deeper down her throat. Hands were on her head, shoulders, and breasts as she inhaled and exhaled the smoke.
Alice saw his face. He was lost in pleasure, and Alice found it difficult not to be lost in her own. Those gentle, groping hands of his knew just how to touch her. But this was about him. His pleasure. She also wanted to see what a climaxing pipe looked like and tasted like.
Alice’s breasts swelled at his squeezing fingertips and she groaned. Her mouth probably wasn’t doing a good job on him considering how distracting his amazing hands were. Every time she groaned, her lips stopped working on his cock. And unless she brought him to climax quickly, her mouth might become too weak to finish at all. Best be quick about it! She wrapped her hands around his length and rapidly rubbed up and down to make him come. When he moaned in pleasure, her whole body felt it. The vibrations of his groans and sighs shuddered within her. He was close. She could feel his throbbing cock twitch. Clamping her lips down, she looked up at him. Caterpillar’s face contorted and he exploded in her mouth.
Alice noticed his cum tasted cool and fresh. Like peppermint. What if it had tasted like chocolate? The world would be a much happier place if all men’s cum tasted like chocolate.
She drank down the sweet, invigorating liquid until he stopped spurting. Alice pulled his limp member out and stood on tiptoe with pursed lips. Caterpillar bent over and Alice kissed his cheek.
“You’re a beautiful being,” Alice said.
Caterpillar didn’t respond. Seemed too exhausted to say anything.
Alice sat on the ground, her back against the mushroom stem, and waited for him to compose himself. His cock still puffed occasional wafts of smoke. After several minutes, he put his pipe back in his pants and buttoned up.
She stood. Were those strands of gray hair on his head there before?
“Now, Delicious one. How can I help you?”
“You wouldn’t happen to know a way that I can be bigger?”
“I do indeed,” Caterpillar replied. The gray hairs were getting longer.
“Really?!”
“Break off a piece of mushroom from each side.”
Alice did as instructed. “What are these pieces of mushroom for?” She noticed gray hairs also growing on his arms.
“One makes you tall and one makes you small.”
Chapter 11
Alice looked at the two pieces of mushroom. One in her left hand, one in her right. Which should she taste? Which would make her taller?
She recited to herself:
Eenie meenie tiny cock
Put that phallus in a sock
Rub him ‘til he’s like a rock
Eenie meenie tiny cock
Alice tasted the mushroom piece in her left hand. A soft nutty taste. Portabella? She tasted it again. Yes. Very much like a portabella mushroom.
“It’s happening!” Caterpillar shouted.
He was covered in gray hairs that spun around his body. “I’m turning into a cocoon!”
Before Alice could feel happy for Caterpillar, a tightness clenched her heart. Her throat constricted. Lord, no! Was this poison? Had she eaten a poisonous mushroom? She turned to Caterpillar for help. No good. He was wrapped entirely in gray hairs. Alice ran off into the woods to find help. Her gut churned with pain and regret. Why did she eat the damn thing?
It was right then that her neck was gone. Her legs and torso, too. Her head sat upon her feet. As thankful as she was for no longer having a stomach ache (for she no longer had a stomach!) she knew she must look like the most hideous creature in the world. Even her arms were shorter. Just her hands and their forearms stuck out of the spot between her head and feet.
She had to get out of this hideous state. How ever could she even attempt to win Jack’s heart if she looked this ugly? At least her regular ugliness in her regular state gave her a fighting chance.
She had to eat the other mushroom. There was just no other choice. Now, eating a mushroom in your hand when you don’t have any elbows is quite a difficult task. She couldn’t even hold the mushroom piece over her head to drop it in her mouth because she had no neck to look upward. Alice found that she had to lie on the ground first. Then she could hold the mushroom piece over her face and drop it into her mouth.
This better work! Alice dropped the mushroom. It hit her upper lip. She scrunched up her face and manipulated her mouth until the mushroom piece fell into her mouth.
Relieved, she chewed. Her swallow constricted. Lord, it hurt. Her gut churned in pain. Yes! Her gut was in pain! She had a stomach again! Alice grew into a full body. Neck, arms, legs, torso…even her dress was back on. What had happened to her dress? Perhaps it had been too small to see.
Now the question was, would Alice grow back to her normal height? Bigger than Rabbit’s height?
Indeed she did grow. But it wasn’t quite what Alice expected. Her neck grew taller, her arms grew longer, and her legs stretched up further. Standing on her feet, she reached the sky. This would not do. Not at all.
She looked at her hand. Her fingers looked to be about a foot long! Literally close to twelve inches long! She knew she had to eat part of the shrinking mushroom piece again, just enough to get back to proper proportions. Her fingers, twelve inches long. She broke off a piece of the shrinking mushroom and brought it to her mouth and paused. Twelve inches. Why did that length sound so familiar?
She remembered her sister Lois telling her about a fact from a book. “Some men’s penises can be as big as twelve inches long!”
Alice couldn’t imagine what kind of books Lois had been reading, but at the time Lois told her that little nugget of information, Alice had been too caught up trying to imagine something twelve inches long going inside of her to ask about her sister’s source.
Instead of eating the mushroom piece, she put it back in her dress pocket and looked at her empty hand. She wiggled her fingers. They looked like stiff snakes with joints. Alice had stuffed penis-sized objects inside of her before, but none of them were part of a warm, living being. Maybe now she had the perfect replica: uncommonly long fingers. Something that could finally make her orgasm.
She lifted up her skirt, hiking it higher and higher, past the long length of her legs. She licked the middle finger of her other hand and brought it to her secret button, rubbing it right. Thoughts of Jack filled her mind. Him appearing at her bedroom door. No. Busting the door open. Standing in the doorway completely naked. Saying her name. Telling her he loved her.
Alice slipped her finger just past the folds, into the entrance. She imagined him holding her, kissing her, telling her how he understood what she was going through, whispering to her that everything would be alright.
Her finger plunged further inside. Her inner walls opened up to her finger and ripples of delight spread across her body. Was this it? Was this what a cock felt like?