The Insane Diaries of Spooky Alice

''''''''''I know I've been slacking, but I won't hold you up any longer, here's the next Alice story:'''''''''' ::::Walking is fun. And boring. And shit. What am I saying?? I don't even know. This wonderland place is beginning to drive me insane....I think....I couldn't shake the feeling that I'm hearing voices. Wait a minute...were they real??? I saw a clearing and walked out of the brush to find a crazed-looking man, a rabbit, very dissimilar to my late friend (pun intended), and a little mouse. I walked a little closer, into view and earshot..."Avery fucked up unbirthday...to you...to you....a very merry fucking birthday to you, to me, fuck you...Now blow that shit cake out my dear, and make my wish come true, a very fucked up unbirthday...to you..." A humorous little song. He looked up at me and gave me this smile, then he stood up and introduced himself along with his very mismatched clothing. "Hello, my dear. I am the mad hatter, and this is pipsqueak and carrot-top." They all greeted me. Then the mad hatter advanced toward me a little. "You're very welcome to join us at our little tea party." To which I chose to reply, "although the offer is as heartfelt-excuse me, hardfelt as your pants may be, I must decline." He grimaced. "I don't think you understand...We invited you for tea." He snatched my ripper and held it to my throat. Slowly he moved it down until I felt something cold and hard and sharp go up my pussy...I assumed to be my ripper. It better have been. And oddly enough, I liked it. A lot. I got on the table, moaning my ass off, feeling the blood dripping due to the sharp edge of the blade stroking me. Its coldness only lingered a sensation of divinity, as he smiled at me with those black lips. He stopped and began to fuck me himself...Of course I allowed it. When he was done he mopped up the mess of body fluid and tea stains remaining on the table. The mouse, I assumed was Pipsqueak, decided he would have a go and climbed inside me... And the fur...oh, god, it felt so fucking good. I admit, I enjoyed the mouse over the man. What's the difference? A whole fucking lot. I invited the rabbit for a go, but he declined. I told him, "Silly rabbit, dicks are for me..." and reached into his pants. Sad, though. Now I know why the rabbit didn't want to fuck. It took some time to grab hold, let alone find it. Now, as much as I enjoy a good maiming fuck, they had to be punished, so my ripper decided to give the Mad Hatter a rectal exam, even though I missed the whole. I'll let him live though, I figured. If I never go out of here, his presence would be most enjoyable. I had to bring the mouse though...he was friendly... ::P.S. Screw the dead, fuck the mice. they're better. ::::From the insane diaries of Spooky Alice

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