Liz Adams - Alice's Sexual Discovery in a Wonderful World

“The queen was upset with me, so she said my cock was forever like a pipe. It’s been smoking ever since. So I wear pants to keep the smoke out of my eyes.”

“That makes no sense,” Alice said.

“See for yourself.” He undid his pants and stuffed his hand inside. He snaked it out in the open air. It looked like any other cock as far as Alice could tell. But then a puff of smoke drifted up out of the eye.

Astonishing! She stood up straight. “It really is like a pipe!”

“Like I said. You can even smoke it.”

Alice laughed. "I can?"

She wouldn’t do that! She couldn’t! She didn’t even know the guy. He wasn’t even human! At least, not entirely. With all those hands… and arms… and biceps… and buff chest… and golden blond hair…

He smiled at her so warmly and openly. Why did the poor thing think himself ugly? Alice supposed she understood. Compared to Carol, she was hideous. And Caterpillar? Compared to any human he was — how would Caterpillar put it — a freak, perhaps? Yes. Alice knew what it was like to be a freak. Not even the longest tongue in the world could make her come.

Why I bet you wouldn’t know what to do with a cock if one were in front of your face.

Alice looked at the limp cock hanging out of his jeans. What was it like to make a man hard? She watched puffs of smoke drift from his tip. The hell with it! How many times will I get the chance to smoke a cock like a pipe?

Alice returned his smile and then rubbed her hands along his thighs. The jeans were rough against her palms. She wrapped a fist around his cock and squeezed. It felt like putty. She pumped it hard.

“Gentle!” Caterpillar said. “Gentle! Gentle!”

“Oh!” Alice let go. “I’m sorry.” She felt like such a dunce. “I thought it feels good like that.”

Caterpillar guided her hand back to his cock. “It does. Later. Start gentle and when it’s hard you can squeeze harder.”

Alice held him in her hand not sure exactly how to start. Perhaps the way to go was to stroke it like she would her cat’s tail. Caterpillar watched without appearing to enjoy it.

“Is this okay?” She asked.

“You can keep it in your hand and squeeze it gently.”

Alice pulsed her clenching fingers around his cock. Caterpillar closed his eyes. She felt him grow in her hands. That seemed to do the trick. What if she rolled her fingers in a squeeze, like playing piano? She tried clenching each finger one at a time, rolling them along his cock. He moaned.

“Is this okay?”

“Yessss.”

How big that thing was getting! So hot and hard! Caterpillar’s jaw dropped open and he tilted back his head, his long, golden hair resting on his shoulders. His lean abdomen glistened in the sun, his sculpted chest rising and dropping with each of his shuddering breaths.

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.”

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.