Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird & Ia!)
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				Title: <strong>Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>15-02-2012, 23:33:19</strong>
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				Carnivals, like ogres and onions, apparently had layers.<br><br>This would not surprise anyone who thought about it overly long.&nbsp; A carnival had so many roles to play.&nbsp; It was bright lights and fast rides and sweet treats to the kiddies.&nbsp; It was a place to be with your sweetie for the teens, a cheap and fun date with just enough hint of holiday that anything might (but probably wouldn't) happen.&nbsp; It was also home to all the performers, barkers, cotton-candy mongers, mechanics, accountants, and managers who traveled with the carnival and kept it running.&nbsp; <br><br>The Carnival of the Cassilda Brothers (Robert &amp; William) was something else entirely.&nbsp; Certainly, from the highway, one could spy the usual rides behind the chain-link fence, the flashing lights and brightly painted booths.&nbsp; And they'd set up in the usual sort of place, the empty parking lot of a now defunct grocery store.&nbsp; If you paid for your entrance ticket, the sights of laughing children, clowns selling balloons, whirling rides and their attendant snaking lines of people waiting to enjoy them would all be familiar.&nbsp; That much, at least, was as expected.<br><br>But even before you got that far, there was something different about this carnival.&nbsp; Like the way it sprawled across the entire parking lot, rather than just part of it, forcing patrons to park on the street or in neighboring shopping centers.&nbsp; Clearly, this was the largest carnival anyone could remember seeing, and yet its size was hard to account for, since nobody could quite list or name more than a few attractions they hadn't seen at every other carnival.<br><br>Most blamed the carnival's odd shape.&nbsp; Rather than simply filling the usual rectangular space of the parking lot, the Cassilda Brothers' Carnival sprawled across the concrete and blacktop like an irregularly lobed triangle, with the entrance at one point.&nbsp; And, so long as you stayed near the entrance, everything was as you'd expect.&nbsp; It was only when you went deeper that things seemed unusual.<br><br>Mostly, it was the little things.&nbsp; Certainly, the magician seemed a bit more flamboyant than most, sparkling in satin and velvets upon his stage.&nbsp; But it was the small gasps and sighs of his exceptionally beautiful assistant as she was sawed in half that seemed to make the audience forget to breath for a few moments.&nbsp; The deeper you went, the more garish the costumes became, a sort of harlequin theme sneaking into even the uniform of the cleaning crew, with belled hats, patterned tights, and outrageous codpieces shaped like leering faces, squid, and voluptuous flowers.&nbsp; The music blaring across the rides was less the ubiquitous teen pop of this or recent decades, or even the nostalgic big brass band sound that was the soundtrack to imagined carnivals and circuses of yesteryear, and more a sort of throbbing burlesque of crooning trombones and pulsing electric base.&nbsp; The rides didn't seem to be going faster, or to spin more, and yet even adults stumbled off them, red-faced, breathless, even giggling.&nbsp; <br><br>No one complained exactly.&nbsp; Everyone agreed, it was the best carnival they'd been to in years, maybe ever.&nbsp; There was just this hint of something not quite right, a feeling that, as they exited the carnival and headed down the street to their cars, of having sipped something forbidden.&nbsp; Adults and children alike were oddly quiet as they left, glowing faces wearing not-quite smiles and eyes that spoke of something niggling at the edges of the mind.&nbsp; But still, best carnival in years.&nbsp; Maybe ever.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 04:33:31</strong>
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				Alice stared at the Cassilda Brothers Carnival, wincing with a touch of nausea as a child tottered off a ride in her line of vision and released the contents of his stomach on his mothers shoes. Unconsciously, she ran her hands down the front of her cerulean frock, hoping to keep it free of grease stains and excretions of over-excited youngsters. <br><br>She'd came here on a whim, feeling that the whirl and color of the carnival would be a welcome retreat from the dull repetitive nature of her college courses. Introduction to Early Christian and Byzantine Art wasn't exactly the most thrilling of classes, and Early 20th Century Urban Visions wasn't the awe-inspiring classes the professor had tried to act it was. No, the life of an Arts student was not all coffee shops and art shows. A sudden breeze blowing her hair into her eyes broke into her reverie, the world temporarily hazed in a cloud of strawberry blond as she stepped forward in the line.<br><br>She seen posters all around the campus advertising the 'astound rides' and the 'bewildering wonders of the carnival, but from her current perspective it lacked the lambency one would expect of a carnival. With a shrug and a sigh she handed the twenty to the pock-marked youth behind the ticket booth, noting that underneath the brown fringe of hair his eyes gleam with an uneasy mischief as he handed her the rigid paper band. The boys voices called out behind her, strangely musical in its tone.<br><br>"Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end: then stop." The words ended with a melodic laugh and melted at into the music as she passed by.<br><br>Crossing the threshold of the entrance, she fiddled with the neon green bracelet, reading the bold lettering now circling her wrist as she made sure that the adhesive stuck to the paper and not the the skin of her wrist. 'Unlimited Entry' stared back at her, adding to the garishness of the bright color against the pallor of her skin. <br><br>She couldn't help but wonder at the words as she looked up from her hands, watching as children and adult alike swirled around the various booths and rides, seeing the child who'd previously vomited his entire being currently stuffing his face with something covered in caramel. So far this wasn't up to the hype her classmates had given it, it was huge yes but it seemed like a normal parking lot show.<br><br>Stopping briefly to pay a concession runner for a heap of pink spun sugar on a paper cone, she wandered the area, noticing how slow the scenery seemed to change. How the the game stands offering overstuffed teddy bears became seeming more sinister under a pattern of harlequin diamonds. The uniforms of the workers following that theme, jester-like in appearance but not silly. Booming voices through old-styled megaphones advertised rides and attractions, carrying out just louder than the throbbing music floating through the crowd. She had tried to ignore it, write it off, but the atmosphere was different here than at the beginning. The air sweet heavier, headier...you could almost taste it; the honeyed flavor of midway treats and a bitter tinge of arsenic. It made her shiver with a unexpected excitement. <br><br>Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a child run by pulling a white hat with floppy rabbit ears giggling with glee. She watched the little boy dash about the crowd, seeming alone and unnoticed by all but her. 'Curiouser and curiouser..." she thought as he disappeared in the a large entrance that, upon closer inspection, was made to look like the open mouth of a laughing woman, her eyes painted with red hearts for pupils and a smaller mechanical crown perched upon her wooden black curls, spinning lazily in a lopsided circle, The words "FUNHOUSE" lit up in brightly colored bulbs on the crowns base. Laughter echoed eerily from the interior of the building, alternatively frightening her and intriguing her. With a shudder she stood still, debating between following the heady laughter or traveling further still into the depths of the show.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 18:19:48</strong>
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				The music seemed to grow discordant as it swirled across Alice's ears.&nbsp; The boy grew dim as he ran into the gaping maw of the funhouse, but somehow that white hat with its flapping bunny ears grew more distinct, seeming to glow in the shadows.&nbsp; &nbsp;The hat grew smaller... or was the mouth growing larger?&nbsp; It seemed to swell in her vision, swallowing the face around it, swallowing the laughing children, swallowing the ground and the sky-<br><br>“Unlimited entry?” gasped a voice by her side.&nbsp; Alice blinked, and standing beside her was a girl, maybe a year or two older.&nbsp; She appeared to be one of the carnival staff, dressed in a leotard of red and black diamonds, matching jester cap, and cute, soft little booties (one red, one black) fringed with a roll of fur at each ankle.&nbsp; The matching red-and-black colombina mask drew attention to her eyes, one hazel and one bright blue, and maybe it was the mask, but they appeared to be wide with fright and jealousy as they stared at Alice.<br><br>“Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end.&nbsp; Otherwise, you'll never get to stop.”&nbsp; And then she was laughing giddily and dancing away through the crowd.&nbsp; “You'll run so fast just to stay in one spot!” she crowed, bumping into a tall man dressed in a motley frock coat and tall be-ribboned boots, wearing a crimson scaramouche, it's long, bulbouse nose turning a disturbingly lewd pink at its rounded tip.&nbsp; A large velvet top hat of green, bearing a bright pink ribbon was perched precariously at the back of his head, clashing with his shaggy mane of bright orange hair.&nbsp; <br><br>He was deep in conversation with another girl, again about Alice's age, maybe a hint older or younger, it was hard to say.&nbsp; She was pale skinned, with wavey raven-black hair, wearing a cute red sundress.&nbsp; She was toying with the band of paper around her wrist, the match to the one Alice was wearing, and she seemed angry, seemed ready to tear it off.&nbsp; But the top-hatted man replied to her angry words, gesturing with elegant, graceful hands sheathed in plum-colored fingerless gloves.&nbsp; The girl recoiled, seemed frightened.&nbsp; The man's gestures turned soothing.&nbsp; Hesitantly, the girl nodded.&nbsp; Turning her around, with a hand at the small of her back, the top-hatted man gently led her towards the entrance to the Funhouse.&nbsp; He turned, just before they entered, looked about, and his eyes locked with Alice's.&nbsp; He winked, laid a finger to the side of his mask's massive nose-<br><br>And was gone.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 23:03:11</strong>
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				Alice started at the sudden exclamation of the female worker combined with the illusion of the child running into the now normal-looking (well, as normal as a giant mouth can be) entry way, a sudden rush of dizziness enveloping her. What had just happened? With a shake of her head she glanced back at the funhouse, wondering what cause the startling illusion that had consumed her vision just moments before.<br><br>The costumed woman's presence did nothing to lessen her sudden anxiousness. Her voice surprised her further with its tone awe, and was that envy in her eyes? And why was there a glint in her mismatched eyes that look a bit like fear? <br><br>She tried to process the others reaction to that seemingly innocent piece of paper fastened around her narrow wrist, but before she could fully react or speak the girl was frolicking away; laughing and speaking what sounding similarly like a rhythm in a singsong clamor.<br><br>The loud worker seemed to all but disappear after bumping into the seemingly towering man, his attire and presence capturing her attention. A rush of heat washed over her and her mouth ran dry as she watched the man and a young girl collaborate with soundless words and distinct gestures. She felt like she was watching something private, but couldn't avert her eyes from the scene.<br><br>In what she was sure was seconds but felt like a lifetime, the man gently ushered the girl with the onyx-hued locks into the outspread corridor. This would have been the end, and Alice would have wandered off the explore further as had been expressed to her twice...but then pair of bright, puckish eyes. They spoke volumes that she couldn't decipher in those moments, then with a wink and a touch to his mask he vanished.<br><br>Those moments were crucial in her next decision. Her curiosity had always be an insatiable creature, she could only hope the old adage of curiosity and cats would not be held to her as she advanced quietly across the dirty blacktop into the strangely pitch-black mouth, glancing at a small sign posted just outside. The words rolled about her mind as she lets the darkened air cover her.<br><br><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">[<span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-family: script;" class="bbc_font">We're all mad here.</span></span>]</span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>17-02-2012, 00:33:22</strong>
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				It was cold in the dark tunnel beyond the mouth, and scent filled Alice's nostrils, mingling the mustiness of old books with the rich stench of old popcorn and something else that smelled like hot metal.&nbsp; <br><br>And suddenly, just as she thought she was beginning to make out a dim light in the darkness, the floor vanished under her feet.&nbsp; She was falling freely, and a scream rose unbidden.&nbsp; Her bottom hit something smooth and curving, catching and deflecting her free-fall into a sliding swirl, spinning her about.&nbsp; She felt cold metal or maybe plastic under her hands and thighs, smooth and slippery under hands that slammed against the curved sides of a tube, straining ineffectually to halt her descent.&nbsp; <br><br>A lip at the bottom of the slide tunnel launched her upwards into a new free fall, and she arched through the air before landing hard on her bottom.&nbsp; Miraculously, her glasses had remained perched on her nose, though they sat a bit crooked now.&nbsp; She'd been deposited into a hexagonal room, and every wall was the crazy mirrors you expected to find in a funhouse, mirrors that squashed and fattened you, or stretched you into a gangly giraffe-person.&nbsp; In the mirrors, she could see herself, sprawled on the floor, her skirts bunched up around her waist, exposing her panties and the bare skin between the tops of her white hose and her hips.&nbsp; <br><br>A flash of something furry and white drew her attention to a tiny door across the room, no more than a foot high.&nbsp; The door slammed shut hiding the...&nbsp; had that been a rabbit?&nbsp; <br><br>The only other thing in the room was a small ornate table bearing a bulbous, long-necked bottle.&nbsp; A tiny label was tied to the bottle's neck.&nbsp; In a neat, if somewhat overly-flowery hand, the label read: Drink Me.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>17-02-2012, 01:05:51</strong>
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				Alice was unsure upon entering the cloak of shaded darkness if she should cover her nose or breathe in deeper. She was on the brink of deciding when she felt the seeming solid floor beneath her seem to dissolve into nothing, dizziness taking hold as a scream was ripped from her as she plummeted.<br><br>That frightened shriek that was so suddenly pouring from her stopped short as she hit what seemed to be the top of a slide, wincing from the impact. She was unaware what was up or down as she spun and twirled down that endless feeling expanse of cold material, noticing only vaguely that her skirt was rising up past her thighs as she tried to find a way to stop her maddening decent. Her hands stung only slightly from trying to clutch and claw at her surrounds, the flow of adrenaline deadening the pain. <br><br>She was beginning to think the worst when suddenly she once again took flight, arms and legs flailing in a most unladylike fashion. With a sharp thud and a soft speak of distress she landed, head unconsciously wobbling a bit as she fought to regain her damaged balance.<br><br>After a moment of self collection she was briefly shamed to see her reflection in the mirrored wall; a wanton-looking girl spread on the cold ground, legs apart and skirt raised to reveal those delicate lace-edge panties.<br><br>She was rearranging herself when a blur of white darted into the smallest door shed ever seen. Forgetting her state of undress she approached the door, examining with an artist eyes as she noted tiny figures carved into the wood work.<br><br>Standing slowly, her gaze was drawn to the lone bottle on a table. She vaguely registered the similarity in the carving between the table and the door as her eyes focus in on the strange glass. Pressing her fingertips to the base of her throat she wondered when she became so parched?<br><br>She drew her fingertips down the neck of the bottle to grasp it soundly near the base, where the glass was thickest. Her body suddenly feeling hot, needing whatever cool liquid the DRINK ME label had to offer.<br><br>For a moment, she considering putting the bottle down. Hadn't she always be told not to accept things from strangers? But, then again, she was the only one here. And this WAS just a carnival, just a fun house right? Nothing here would harm her.<br><br>With those thoughts firm in the naivety of her mind, she uncorked the bottle. Taking the lip of it into her mouth and tipping it back, she felt her body start to tingle with relief as the slightly sour but refreshing cool liquid poured down the line of her throat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>17-02-2012, 06:10:03</strong>
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				The tingle of relief was soon joined by other tingles, tingles that started in her fingers and toes, grew in the tip of her nose and in her ears.&nbsp; The tingles swelled through her body, making her feel decidedly odd.&nbsp; And then the most peculiar thing began to happen: the room began to grow.&nbsp; The walls pushed away, the ceiling rose higher and the floor grew broader.&nbsp; Even the little table began to grow, taller and larger, until it towered over her.&nbsp; The effect made Alice feel dizzy, and she nearly ended up falling on the floor again before it stopped.&nbsp; The tingles began to fade as well, though they lingered longer in her nose and ears, making her sneeze once.&nbsp; But when it was all done, the door that had been so tiny before seemed the proper size now.<br><br>The door was made of the same wood as the table, and now she could see the carvings on it a bit better.&nbsp; It appeared to carved as a bramble or a briar, studded with long, wicked thorns, flowers in full bloom, and if she looked closely, yes, there appeared to be a bunny carved into the scene, hidden in the brambles.&nbsp; No, two bunnies!&nbsp; And they were- <br><br>What they were doing made Alice's face grow hot and flushed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 03:23:41</strong>
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				For a moment she couldn't breathe. Not out of fear or panic, but out of awe. All of a sudden, after a succession of peculiar tingles, the entire room grew! Sudden the table was stories about her head, and the battle - now laying empty and sideways on the floor - was large enough for her to crawl inside if she so chose! <br><br>'How on earth are the accomplishing such amazing illusions!?' she thought with wide eyed wonder. After a moment of event-induced stupor, she hurried to the door more excited than she'd expected of herself considering the strange events that seemed to be piling up in this attraction.<br><br>She ran her fingertips across the delicate woodwork, indulging her sense of touch before observing the actually imagery. After a moment she blink with her jaw slight slack, rubbed her eyes beneath her lens', and blinked again in before a slow crimson took over her check and ear, eventually spreading to her collar bone and much possibly lower. Those bunnies!<br><br>There were bunnies being intimate in positions that bunnies technically should not be able to do! As much as she wanted to avert her eyes, she searched the carvings more more lewd depictions and was not left wanting. There where woodland creatures in rapture, flowering faced-plants in ecstasy, even playing cards took on humanish featured and were seemingly in the throws of passion! <br><br>She couldn't place why, but she was filled with a nerve-tinged excitement. With one hand pressed to her bosom, she slowly reached out and wrapped her finger around the knob and turned in slowly, almost painfully slow. When it turned fully with no resistance she took a moment to steady her self, mind and body, and pushed the door open wide.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 03:50:22</strong>
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				Sunlight flooded into the room, reflecting off all the mirrors and nearly blinding Alice.&nbsp; She blinked away tears as her eyes adjusted.&nbsp; It was sunlight, she could even feel its warmth on her skin, and yet it seemed more than mere sunlight.&nbsp; It was, somehow, more yellow, and her skin felt, somehow, more exposed to it, like it did when she went out without long sleeves for the first time in spring.&nbsp; Beyond was a grassy field and a small dirt path lined with flat slates leading towards a forest.&nbsp; The grass seemed too green, the shadows beneath the trees too deep, the sky above too blue.&nbsp; It was almost a relief, because, clearly, none of this could be real.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 06:28:52</strong>
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				Having to blinking the remain tears from her temporary blindness, she did her best to focus. Alice took in a deep, dizzying breath as the expansive technicolor outside filled her vision; the colors almost cartoonish in their hue but obviously real. She unconsciously had taken a step forward into this 'world, knowing it had to be man made. <br><br>However, when she turned around to look into the room from which she came nothing was behind her. No door, no mirrored room or remarkably tall furniture. Only a further expanse of green grass and blue sky. <br><br>"Curiosity often leads to trouble." Her older sisters voice echoed in her ears with words said a hundreds times as she further took in the surroundings with a panicking heart. It was impossible to shrink to the size of a dormouse and doors carved with indecent rabbits didn't just vanish into thin air. And if it was impossible, this wasn't real. Just an amazingly constructed apparition.<br><br>With a sigh, and a note to possibly go through this funhouse again to unravel its secrets, she traveled up the dusty path leaping from slate to slate with an innocence not unlike that of a young school girl playing hopscotch. Why not enjoy herself while she went through this attraction? <br><br>She continued to leap stone to stone with out attention until a small ways into the forest, the sound of the wooded area silent with the studded sounds of animals she could neither see nor pin point. The woods here seemed corrupt somehow, the leaves not shaped quite right, the trunks too twisted. Even the smell was off; a heady scent of vanilla and musk filling the air, nothing similar to the smell of rotting leaves and wet earth. No longer skipping from slate to slate, she continued with a quiet inquisitiveness wonder what would happen next on her journey.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 09:03:15</strong>
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				She was suddenly brought shot by a demanding voice: "There you are, Mary Ann!"<br><br>There, standing just off the path to her right, is a rabbit.&nbsp; A six-foot tall rabbit, or nearly so, not counting the ears.&nbsp; He was fluffy white, with pink eyes, a smart red brocade waistcoat, and a rather put-out expression on his adorably cute face.&nbsp; "Were you going to make me wait all day?"&nbsp; <br><br>The rabbit hopped out from behind the bushes that were veiling him from the waist down.&nbsp; He was not wearing any pants and was very clearly very male.&nbsp; Alice couldn't help being reminded of the carvings on the door.&nbsp; <br><br>"Don't just stand there looking stupefied, you silly girl.&nbsp; Where are my gloves?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 19:11:58</strong>
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				"M-Mary-Ann? I'm Alice..not Mary Ann," she stammered, eyes wide with a awed shock at his size - a good foot above her - before his face and tone set a bit of a fire within her, "And if you were waiting on someone, it's best to let them know so they may know to hurry along sir!" <br><br>She huffed a bit, crossing her arms, her petulant demeanor dropping as the rabbit was revealed in all his glory. The image of the karma sutratic bunnies pushed forward in her mind, bringing a again the heat and deep blush the seemed to be following her today in all her ventures. She felt herself trying not to stare as he spoke again, something about gloves.<br><br>"Gloves? I don't have your - or any - gloves, the only things I've seen so far was a table, a bottle, and a very lewd door!" She felt her voice raising against her will, though&nbsp; not to shouting - never to that degree. She resisted the urge to stomp her foot with the indignity of it all. "It would be so nice if something would make sense for a change. And who are you anyhow? I thought rabbits where cute fluffy things that hoped about and made meals of carrots and clover.." She knew she was rambling now, but she couldn't help herself. She had so many questions and not nearly enough answers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 04:54:49</strong>
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				“Ma-ry ANN!” snapped the rabbit, looking even more crossed at the flood of verbiage pouring forth from the girl.&nbsp; He hopped right over to her (shockingly swift on his big, fluffy feet, and his bouncing masculinity nearly discombobulated the poor girl all over again) and reached out with one furry paw-hand to grab her...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 22:00:28</strong>
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				She felt the words almost physically cut off in her throat as he approached her in his bouncing glory. <br><br>She had no clue how to react to this large talking rabbit-man, or his state of immodesty. With wide eyes she ducked from his reach, shouting something about not being Mary Ann before bursting off in a sprint her toe catching a root and sprawling her in a fashion not unlike that in the mirrored room, only this time her left stocking ripping from ankle to knee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 22:16:17</strong>
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				Strong hands grabbed her shoulders, and at first she thought that perhaps the rabbit was helping her to her feet.&nbsp; But he only swung her around as he sat on a log and pushed her over.&nbsp; With his thigh and knee in her belly, her head nearly touched the grass on one side, her toes in the dirt on the other.&nbsp; The rabbit lifted her skirt fully to the waist, letting it fall across her back, exposing her elevated privates and panties to the world.&nbsp; <br><br>WHACK!&nbsp; One hand-paw came down hard on her bottom.&nbsp; The shock of the sudden assault on her posterior was only just beginning to wear off, with a stinging hot pain rising in it's wake, when another smack followed, and then another.&nbsp; Wherever that hand landed, waves of force spread through Alice's flesh, and a deep burn would suddenly flare with new heat, a moment of sharp pain, and then settle back into a strong burning that seemed to radiate from her abused ass into her pussy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 23:02:26</strong>
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				Within moments a whirlwind of emotions filled and alternately poured from her. Panic of escape, shame of falling, concern of him grabbing her, then finally...well...She wasn't sure. Well, maybe she was sure but didn't want to admit.<br><br>It happened so fast, the rabbit handling her like she weighed nothing and was no more delicate as a sack of potatoes as she was placed across his lap with her face inches from the grass. For a moment all she felt was panic and shame as she could feel the air through the thin fabric of her undergarment. That moment, however, was short lived when a sharp slapping pain and even sharper noise attacked her senses; he was spanking her as if she was a naughty child!<br><br>She couldn't stop the startled cries escaping her throat as she squirmed on his furry lap, every strike to her tender bottom bring fresh tears to the corners of her eyes. She felt her face flush and body begin to warm as her punishment continued, feeling the burn of his assault spreading to more tender places causing a not-unpleasant tingle and - much to her shame and deep embarrassment - a wetness of arousal that would dampen her panties if this continued much longer! She knew her face and the top of her chest would be the deepest crimson resulting from these most unladylike emotions!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 00:00:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As suddenly as it began, it was over; the rabbit-man was lifting Alice to her feet.&nbsp; “Now, go home at once, fetch my gloves, and bring them straight back here.&nbsp; I haven't time for any foolishness, Mary Ann.&nbsp; Go!”&nbsp; And with a firm stomp of one large foot (that sets his now rather-stiff manhood to wobbling), he points down a side path, leading away from the main trail, snaking through a dense tangle of the forest.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 00:46:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"But...but...I'm ALICE." she stammered stupidly as she took herself down the path he'd insisted she follow to, what she could only assume, was his house. As she walked, her panties rubbed against the tender bruised flesh of her bottom. This sensation bothered her so in a way she couldn't quite reckon. She felt warm all over, and felt the most disconcerting and delicious prickling burn between her thigh further urged by the friction of cloth. <br><br>With this in mind she dodged behind a large tree, its bark rough against her back as she slid the cotton undies down her thighs and over her toes. With a moment of thought she hang them with care from a branch close to the tree and not facing the path, intending to retrieve them once her rear end felt normal once more.<br><br>This act done, and now far from her mind, she went forward a bit rush, making up with a tinge of desperation the time she'd lost in her side venture, and was shock for some reason when the path ended and she was faced with a large cottage.<br><br>The building was surprising quaint, with a brick base with a wooden second level it seemed and a large round door. She tested the handle and pushed the door open, relieve to see that the house was simple that, a house! With caution, she entered the building and closed the door behind her.<br><br>Almost immediately she began to search the front room, looking under books and folded vests to find the elusive gloves. She found everything her goal item it seemed! A comb, various pocket watches, even a book containing imagery of rabbits unsuitable for public viewing! She was wondering about the carnivals obsession of sexual bunnies when she decided the go a search another room for the rabbits desired accessory.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 01:31:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The next room Alice found was a very comfortable little den or library with one rather unusual feature: a cage of brass and wood about three-feet square.&nbsp; Curled into the cage was a girl about Alice's age with honey-blonde hair hanging past her shoulders.&nbsp; She was dressed in a strapless baby-blue satin bodysuit with matching band sporting rabbit ears in her hair, fishnet tights, and tall heels matching her bodysuit.&nbsp; A white puff of a tail was secured to the bodysuit in back.&nbsp; Around her neck was an ornate choker in gold and turquoise.&nbsp; The girl blushed when Alice peeked into the room.<br><br>“Oh, hi!&nbsp; Um, I don't suppose Master, er, I mean, a tall white rabbit, sent you here?”&nbsp; The girl squirmed on her knees, clearly embarrassed by the entire situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 01:40:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment Alice was shocked into silence. There was a girl. In a cage. In a rabbit costume of sorts. The other girl seemed embarrassed so with an effort she close her mouth and cautious approached the cage.<br><br>"Ah..um yes. I'm Alice, a large rabbit sent me here to get his gloves.." she eyed a short stool nearby and pulled it to her, sitting gently with a wince before continuing, "Um...are...you in trouble? Or danger or something of the like?" <br><br>The girl didn't look harmed or anything along those line, but when one approaches a person kept in a cage the question was sure to come up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 02:05:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Hello, Alice,” she replied.&nbsp; “I'm Sa- er, I mean, Mary Ann.”&nbsp; She shifted again, clearly feeling cramped in the tiny cage.&nbsp; “Um, I'm kinda in trouble?&nbsp; See, Master forgot to unlock my cage, so I couldn't bring him his gloves.&nbsp; I don't suppose you could get the key from him for me?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 02:18:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice blinked at the name, stammering a bit "He was calling me Mary Ann when he saw me, and gave me quite the walloping when I said otherwise and then some.." she bit her lip with an anxious air and nodded "I'll try to have him give me the key, but I'm afraid he has us confused..." with a slight wilt in her voice she nodded to Mary Ann and was running down the path, panties forgotten. After stopping directly in front of Master Rabbit she started to talk before he could get a word in.<br><br>"Mary Ann said you didn't let her out of her cage so she couldn't get your gloves but if you give me the key I can go let her out bring her with the gloves and everything should be fine." With the word 'fine' she inhaled deeply to regain the breathe she'd lost getting her speech out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 02:43:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The rabbit blinked.&nbsp; “Oh, right, the key.”&nbsp; He went fishing in his waistcoat, plucked a large brass key from his pocket and handed it to Alice.&nbsp; As he did so, he frowned, one ear sticking out horizontally.&nbsp; “Wait, if you're here, how can you be locked in the cage?&nbsp; I know I locked you in the cage, but now you're here, but also locked in the cage.”&nbsp; He gave the girl a beady-eyed squint.&nbsp; “Have you been hanging out with the cheshire cat again?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 02:53:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A moment passed, maybe less, in the time it took her to look at the key then the rabbit then to squeak out the word 'yes' before darting down the path leaving a very bewildered bunny in the dust. Within moments it seemed she was back in the house and kneeled before the cage, key in hand.<br><br>"He most definitely believes that I'm you." she murmured before unlocking the cage and helping the golden-haired girl to her feet and supporting her as she stretched her cramped calves. She gave her a moment to combobulate her self before speaking.<br><br>"Why on earth are you kept in such a tiny cage?", she intended to ask only that but the words kept coming, "Why are you dressed as a baby blue bunny and why does he call you - and me I guess - Mary Ann?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 02:58:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl groaned, "He calls every girl he meets Mary Ann.&nbsp; My real name is... well, was Sara.&nbsp; Or maybe it's just blondes, I dunno."&nbsp; She grabbed Alice's hand and tugged her through the little house.&nbsp; "Listen, if you run fast and get to the end, I know you can get out of here, back the sane world.&nbsp; But you have to be fast, and don't let them trip you up or catch you or anything."&nbsp; She dragged Alice through a kitchen and opened the back door looking out into a little vegetable garden and a path that lead out past it to a small stone bridge across a little stream.&nbsp; "Don't stop for anything, just keep going, ok?&nbsp; You might still make it out of here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 03:13:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinked at the sudden whirl wind of information as the girl tugged her through the house. THis, again, was about the thrid or forth times these words had been said to her while at the Carnival. her mind was spinning with further questions, but only one came out.<br><br>"What about you? Can't you leave too?" the rocks felt hard but not sharp beneath her dirtied stockings, something she'd not noticed til just now. A brief concern for her ragged appearance washed over her and dissipated as the trees grew a bit thicker.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 03:29:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl shook her head and blushed.&nbsp; “Um, no.&nbsp; It's way too late for me.&nbsp; I don't even think I'm really sane anymore.&nbsp; I mean, I let a giant rabbit keep me in a cage and feed me carrots.&nbsp; Does that sound sane to you?”&nbsp; She gave Alice a sudden, fierce hug.&nbsp; “Be careful.&nbsp; Be safe.&nbsp; I should hurry or I'll get another spanking, and I'm not sure how many more of those things I can take.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 03:58:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The warmth and sincerity of the hug surprised her, but she nodded slowly. "Be swift then, he crossly mentioned something about a Cheshire cat..." she waved as the girl took off in the direction of how they came and continued her trek into the woods.<br><br>After a time had passed she realized that she had no clue where the end even WAS. She came across many a crossroads, some of them having upwards of twelve or more signs all spouting nonsense in their faded paint-print words. She felt like she'd been walking for hours, her shoes having been forgotten at the rabbit fiasco her feet feet tender and tired. <br><br>After another pointless intersection of never ending paths she had to rest, her body refusing to let her go one more step. She knew the girl told her not to stop, but she simply was spent of her energy. She saw a particularly comfortable looking mushroom of epic proportions and was so mentally elated that it did not collapse beneath her weight. <br><br>"Just a few moments." she promised herself, after all what harm could come from just a moments rest?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 04:24:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It seemed she'd only just closed her eyes when the words shocked them open again: “Well, hello, little girl.”<br><br>It was the man with the mask, the long-nosed&nbsp; scaramouche on his face and top hat precariously perched on the back of his head.&nbsp; The ribbon wrapped in a massive bow around it looked more red than pink in the forest.&nbsp; He was smoothed-shaven, his skin so soft and pale Alice wondered for a moment if he wasn't really a woman, though the rest of him was clearly quite male.<br><br>“Did I wake you?&nbsp; Were you sleeping?&nbsp; Or did I sleep you while you were waking?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 04:34:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Two things happened upon the arrival of the masked man. One, was she squeaked and jumped with surprise. Two, she did what she seemed to do so well; tumbled right off the toadstool. Luckily, she fell in a way that wasn't exposing her 'delicates' to the air but it was shaming to her rapidly diminishing ego.<br><br>"No I wasn't..I mean...I just.." word tumbled clumsily off her tongue as she tried to shake the ill-admited sleep from her mind.<br><br>"I wasn't sleeping, at least I didn't mean to..." she gulped and faced the man with mock courage in her eyes trying to mask her nerves. "I'm awake now. But who are you? This is the second time I'm seen you in this.." she made motions with her hands, not sure how the state where they currently were.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 04:40:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He lifted his hat, looking up inside it as if expecting to see someone lurking up there.&nbsp; “How odd.&nbsp; I'm always in this.&nbsp; Oh, and my name is Hatta.&nbsp; Who are you?&nbsp; Who, who, who?” he crowed with a big smile.&nbsp; He plopped the hat back on his wild thatch of orange hair, put his hands to his shoulders and waved his elbows about like his arms were wings.&nbsp; “No, wait, that doesn't make sense. It's the middle of the day.&nbsp; Or maybe it isn't. You were sleeping, even you admit that.&nbsp; So maybe it's night and nobody bothered to tell the sun yet.”&nbsp; He peered up through the trees.&nbsp; Then looked back at Alice.<br><br>“Hmm?” he purred with a big smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 04:49:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment all Alice could do was blink. This man was straking raving mad it seemed, like the men on street corner speaking of aliens and such. However, she couldn't help but wonder what he looked like without that mask. Further more his voice, despite spurting nonsense, warmed her in her core in a most unexpected manner and could feel her cheeks beginning to flush. <br><br>Shaking her head in an effort to clear all those strange thoughts, she spoke softly with a stiff poise in her speech.<br><br>"I'm Alice, nice to meet you Hatta. And I was only dozing, I've walked more today than I expected, but I'm lost and can't find the end. So if you'll excuse me I;m sure I have more paths to lose myself down..." she gave a small polite bow before going to pass him, noting internally that he was at least a head and a half taller than her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 05:02:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He stepped to the side to block her way.&nbsp; “Two roads diverged in a yel- er, green wood,” he intoned, his serious mien somewhat diminished by his mangling of the poem.&nbsp; “And they're both pretty well traveled, so you must choose.”&nbsp; With a flourish he commands: “Pick a card!”<br><br>Only he's only holding up one card.&nbsp; It's the three of clubs.&nbsp; The other thing in his hand is a chess piece.&nbsp; A white pawn to be exact.&nbsp; “Or a piece.&nbsp; Either way, if you want to continue down this path, you must pick and play, play and pick!”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 05:18:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hatta's actions sparked what seemed to forever be her enemy of self preservation: her curiosity. The desire to rush onward through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered fade as those large hands were held out to her. Much like earlier, the air seemed thick and heavy; not unlike incense.<br><br>Her hands hovered over the offered items for a minute, the air going still but not less thick around them as if the very forest was holding its breath for her choice. Bright blue eye darted between card and pawn, the moment of deciding feeling much weightier than it should.<br><br>"And sorry I could not travel both..." she murmured at last, looking him straight in the eyes as she slowly plucked the three of clubs from his finger tips. Her voice was steady as she finished the next verse, "And be one traveler, long I stood."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 19:11:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Excellent choice,” Hatta replied, and with a gesture the pawn vanished.&nbsp; “The game is Black Jack, you'll be your own dealer.&nbsp; Gather ye rosebuds, and spades, hearts, clubs, and diamonds, while and where ye may, sweet Alice.”&nbsp; He offered an elegant bow, arms stretched out as he stepped off the path, gesturing for the girl to continue on her way.<br><br>Only the path looked different.&nbsp; Where before it had twisted through thick forest, now it seemed to open up to a broad meadow.&nbsp; Or had that always been there and she'd just never noticed before?&nbsp; It was hard to be certain.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2012, 23:39:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment Alice paused to study the bowing figure, wondering exactly what just progressed between the card and sudden opening in the wood. She slid the card under her shirt between the bra strap and her bare skin, unintentionally shivering at the coolness of the cardboard. <br><br>As she passed Hatta she unconsciously reached out, gently running her fingertips over his shoulder. The path was wide and inviting, but part of her couldn't help but wonder what path the pawn would have set. But a choice is a choice, and she set forward for the open meadow.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>22-02-2012, 18:08:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The man made a noise at her touch a sort of rumbling-<br><br>He was purring.&nbsp; The man was purring.&nbsp; <br><br>And then he was laughing, jumping up and dancing away.&nbsp; “See you soon, sweet Alice!”&nbsp; Running back up the path towards the rabbit's house.<br><br>The path going the other way crested a small green hill.&nbsp; It was smooth and broad and, a relief to poor Alice's stockinged feet, mostly clear of roots and pebbles.&nbsp; The sun was warm and a soft breeze was blowing from over the hill, carrying with it an enticing, floral perfume.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>22-02-2012, 21:29:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sound of the mans purr at her touch caught her breath in her throat, watch him frolic of towards the sadistic bunnys abode. For a moment she considered turning back and following him, trying to reason that she was concerned for the girl from earlier, and nothing else.<br><br>However her thoughts were paused upon reaching the soft grass and lighter air. She felt energized now in the open air, feet getting less sore by the moment. In fact, suddenly she felt compelled to run!<br><br>She aimed her steps for the hill where the sweet floral scent was coming from, her feet gliding across the tender greenery as she practically danced to her destination. She even did a few cartwheels, feeling no shame for her lack of under garments as the cool air caressed her upper thighs.<br><br>Her energy spurt brought her to the crest of the hill, the scene folding before her taking her breath away.<br><br>A garden, a huge beautiful garden. Alice hurried carefully down to it, walking through the path betwixt the flower plots and taking in her surroundings with awe. <br><br>The air here was thick with the cloying scent of flowers, filling her with a heady giddiness and slightly addling her senses. The flowers were so much larger than she'd assumed, bright blossoms being a few inches taller than her at their shortest. She paused to admire the roses, blooms the size of tractor wheels begging the be touched. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>22-02-2012, 21:37:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A noise caught her attention.&nbsp; It was a soft, almost delicate snoring.&nbsp; And then some murmur, almost like someone talking, and then back to the snore.<br><br>Looking down, she realized she'd come very close to stepping on someone, curled up just on the edge of the path, under nodding poppies blossoms the size of beachballs.&nbsp; It was a girl maybe a year or two younger than Alice, in a long-sleeved, black-and-red diamond-patterned leotard, much like the ones she'd seen back outside... well, back in the carnival, anyway.&nbsp; This one was wearing the cute little booties with the roll of fur at the ankles, one red and one black, but she wasn't wearing a mask.&nbsp; She did have a pair of the cutest little fluffy cat ears poking out of her auburn pageboy, and a matching tail seemed to be sprouting from the back of her leotard.&nbsp; She was fast asleep and seemed to be lost in a dream, and almost certainly an erotic one at that, the way she moaned and cooed and rubbed her tail back and forth between her own thighs.&nbsp; Alice couldn't help blushing, looking at the girl.&nbsp; And then yawning.&nbsp; When had she gotten so sleepy?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>22-02-2012, 22:45:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice gasped a bit, resisting the desire to 'awwww' at the sleeping girl. She didn't look much younger than herself, but was easily ten times more adorable than she could ever hope to be! She knelt down, balancing her weight on her toes as she further observed the sleeping figure.<br><br>The costume reminded her of the female worker from outside the funhouse, but that's where the similarities ended. For one, her face wasn't hidden behind a mask - a welcome change. Also, she had ears and a tail like a cat does.<br><br>A sense of exhaustion flooded her senses, causing her to yawning widely. Maybe the stress of the day was catching up to her. She didn't have much chance to contemplate those though, the ground seeming softer. A short nap couldn't hurt, right? Just..a...little one...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>22-02-2012, 23:38:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was woken by a strong, though not unpleasant, herbal scent in her nose.&nbsp; Someone was rubbing something on her, something soft, like a bunch of leaves and fur.&nbsp; Alice tried to move, but her wrists were bound behind her back.&nbsp; She heard someone giggling, a male voice.&nbsp; Blinking grogginess from her eyes, she saw another rabbit, or rather a hare this time, brown-and-tawny, wearing a loden jacket and just as male and pantsless as the last one.&nbsp; <br><br>“You're not a card, you're a player,” he cackled.&nbsp; “A foolish one, but a player none-the-less.&nbsp; This is my chance!&nbsp; My chance for 21!&nbsp; I can win!&nbsp; I'll get to the end, and then, oh God please, I can stop!”&nbsp; He did a little dance, his big feet thumping on the ground, waving his paws, one of which clutched a collection of bright green, triangular leaves.&nbsp; “Wakey-wakey, we're almost done,” insisted, grabbing Alice by the hip and rolling her onto her belly, then flipping up her skirts to rub the leaves across her naked bottom. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 00:40:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice could feel herself start to panic and began to struggle, this effort thwarted by her binding. When her vision cleared from waking she was shocked to see, yet again, an indecent woodland creature. <br><br>She was trying to make sense of his rambling when He flipped her to her belly, lifting her skirt to do whatever with the strange leaves. Reminder of her lack of underthings caused her face to flush and the natural instinct to kick her feet kicked in; causing her to bat her bare feet at the hare.<br><br>"What on earth are you doing to me! Stop that!" she did her best to look crossly over her shoulder at him. "Untie me! This isn't right, this is false imprisonment!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 00:50:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Nonsense!” he replied, trying to fend off the girl's flailing feet. “This imprisonment... ack!”&nbsp; He grabbed one ankle and pinned it to the ground.&nbsp; “... is quite... OOF!” he gasped as the still free foot caught him in his soft, fluffy belly.&nbsp; “Stop that!”&nbsp; He managed to get a hold of Alice's other ankle, pinning that one to the ground under one of his large feet.&nbsp; “... is quite true!&nbsp; Er, I mean, real.&nbsp; If temporary.&nbsp; You'll see, now just hold still...”&nbsp; And with her legs pinned to the ground and spread wide, the hare rubbed the leaves on her netherlips, smearing dampness that mingled both the pulp of the leaves and the girl's juices across her inner thighs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 01:08:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice gasped at the sensation of those strange leave in the most intimate of places and wiggled more thoroughly to attempt escape.<br><br>"Temporary or not, sir, this isn't right! And why are you basting me in plant excretions!?" She bent backwards at an almost impossible angle trying in vain to grasp at her captor with her bound hands.<br><br>"This is wrong Mr. Hare! Let me go NOW!" her face was flushed from the mixed sensations assaulting her senses; fright, frustration, and -- though she never admit it -- arousal. Though the signs were there if you looked; in the flush of her cheeks and the shallowness in her breath.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 01:14:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Not yet, not yet, not yet!” crowd the hare, pushing Alice back down.&nbsp; He rolled her onto her side, her body now squishing her hands into the grass, and he waved the now damp, abused leaves in her face.&nbsp; “Nepeta cataria, just the thing to catch a cat!&nbsp; Er, rather, to distract a cat.&nbsp; To catch an ace!&nbsp; Actually, to claim an ace.&nbsp; I don't think she'll run, to be honest.&nbsp; But that's all beside the point.”&nbsp; He shoved the leaves down the front of Alice's dress and into her blouse.&nbsp; <br><br>“He'll chase you, so he won't chase me,” the hare giggled.&nbsp; “You'll see, you'll see!&nbsp; You smell delightful, and even more so to him.”&nbsp; Grabbing her arms, the hare dragged Alice to her feet.&nbsp; “Ready to run?” he asked her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 01:25:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She coughed in surprise as the strong-scented leaves were put in her face then shoved down her shirt. She felt like a tossed salad and wavered a bit when brought to her feet. She glared at the hare giggles, growling through clenched teeth.<br><br>"What in the lands are you talking about!? What's with the leaves and..." then the hares words of being chased hit her ears, dropping like a stone into her stomach. She did her best to get in his face, which really didn't amount to much. "Chase? Run?! Why?! What's going on?! What coward uses a girl as a distraction!!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 01:44:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Coward?&nbsp; Hare!&nbsp; 'All the world will be your enemy, Prince With a Thousand Enemies.&nbsp; And whenever they catch you, they will kill you.&nbsp; But first they must catch you, Digger, Listener, Runner!&nbsp; Be cunning, full of tricks, and your people will never be destroyed,'” quoth the hare.&nbsp; “The cat loves the taste of hare, but he enjoys the taste of pretty girls more.&nbsp; And with you rubbed down in catnip, well...”&nbsp; The hare chuckled as he dragged Alice into the forest, probably the same one as before, but a part of it she didn't recognize.&nbsp; “And you are soooo ready for the cat,” he giggled with a wicked leer and a bawdy wink.&nbsp; “Bet you can't wait, can you?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 01:51:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel the muscle in her eyebrow begin to twitch as she tried to struggle away to no avail. This...this coward of a creature was using her to avoid demise! "You rubbed me down in CATNIP?!" This was mad, ludicrous. Ridiculous.<br><br>"Are you mad? You've rubbed me down in catnip, and bound me arms, so some pussy cat will go after me and spare you?" She wanted badly to bludgeon this creature with a stone, but knew she didn't have a choice. She was bait. "Why me?" she mutter to herself, pulling against the fuzzy grip of her captor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 02:02:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Because three plus seven plus eleven is 21, of course,” he replied.&nbsp; “And the kitten with you was the seven of diamonds.”&nbsp; He was more cautious now, moving slowly, ears swiveling, but keeping a firm grip on the girl's arm.&nbsp; “Stop struggling,” he whispered.&nbsp; “I'll let you go in just a second.&nbsp; Then you can run as fast and as far as you please. Or, at least, as he'll let you.”<br><br>The rabbit stopped, looking to his right, stiff, as if he'd heard something and had frozen instinctively.&nbsp; He raised his nose to the air, sniffing.&nbsp; And to the rabbit's left, Alice sees a grin appear in mid-air.&nbsp; A smile without a face.&nbsp; An extremely toothsome smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 02:13:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In those few moments Alice could swear the world went silent around them. Her glare began to wilt away to a different emotion entirely as the space beside the hare changed. Not even a whisper of wind&nbsp; was head as that carnal grin spread over the hares left shoulder. She started pulling backwards then, trying to get away from his pawed grasp.<br><br>"Smile...air....left...<em>please</em>!" There was palatable fear in her please, eyes darting from the air over his left shoulder to his face. She swore internally that those three years on the high school Cross Country running team would not go to waste if he let her go NOW.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 02:22:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The hare looked at Alice in confusion.&nbsp; “Smile?&nbsp; Smile?!?” His head whipped around, just in time for two large, emerald eyes with slitted pupils to appear above the mouth.&nbsp; One of the eyes vanished briefly in a wink.<br><br>“Boo,” said the mouth.<br><br>“RUUUUUUUUN,” screamed the hare, his powerful legs sending him high into the air to crash into the lower branches of a nearby tree, a shower of twigs and leaves and “Ow, curse it, ow, oh gods, ow...” raining down from above.&nbsp; <br><br>But he had let go of Alice's arm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 02:44:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				No one had to tell Alice twice.<br><br>As soon as the sensation of fur left her arm her feet were propelling her forward through the woods, the press of rock and root barely registering underneath her battered heels. With every twist in the path and every obstacle she had to leap in her escape she ticked off a rabbit-centric dish in her mind as a type of revenge. These thought fueled her desire to get out of this situation intact.<br><br>Sharp left turn. 'Rabbit Almondine.'<br><br>Leaping across a stream. 'Fricassee of Rabbit.'<br><br>Sharply forked path. 'Confit Rabbit Ragu.'<br><br>Never in her life did she think she'd be fleeing for her life after begin captured, bound, and prepared for sometime of demon cat by a giant pant-less rabbit! 'It would be so nice if something would make sense for a change!' she growled internally, trying to steady her breath as she took another sudden turn and added Rabbit Stew with Dumplings to her mental list.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 03:00:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Something warm and heavy and furry and smelling very, very male slammed into her back.&nbsp; It pushed her down into the grass, pinning her arms, a heavy weight settling atop her, holding her to the ground.&nbsp; <br><br>“Mrrrrowl!” screamed the thing that just landed on Alice.&nbsp; She felt fangs tearing at the back of her dress, and then sharp, needle-like teeth gripping the web of skin between neck and shoulder, dimpling her flesh into hot, pulsing points that drains her entire body of strength as prey-fear takes hold.&nbsp; Something agile and soft and furry pushed up between her thighs, caressed her netherlips and the beast began to purr, powerful vibrations soaking through her flesh and making her bones rattle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 03:24:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't even cry out as she fell, the impact of the masculine entity knocking the proverbial wind out of as she hit the ground, face in the grass and her arms pinned by his weight. She weakly tried to push up from the ground, her efforts barely noticeable.<br><br>Her body went still as the sensation of teeth - fangs to be precise - rippled in warm waves from the juncture of neck and shoulder. This was followed be an unrepressed shiver at the sensation of something soft and ductile moving against the tender folds betwixt her thighs, still wet from the hare's earlier plant application.<br><br>"Please..." she murmured as the purring began to vibrate throughout her entire being, hampering her ability to think properly. That one word spoke volumes, but none about encompassing terror. A little fear, yes, but considering she wasn't already in shreds on the ground <strong>and</strong> that he was purring in a similar way her own cat did when utterly pleased&nbsp; there was a passing chance she wasn't dinner.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 03:33:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The fangs released her, but Alice could still feel where they'd been.&nbsp; “You smell delightful.”&nbsp; A rough, long and agile tongue dragged along the outer edge of her ear as the tail-tip under her skirt began a light, teasing, up-and-down stroking, so very much the motion of a cat.&nbsp; His scent was nearly all she could smell: masculine musk, a hint of ozone, and the forest in spring.&nbsp; <br><br>“Tell me, did that naughty hare rub catnip all over your body?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 03:42:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...uh...y-yes. I'm meant to distract you from him. A fell asleep in a garden near a girl with cat ears, and when I woke up he'd bound me and rubbed nearly every inch of me with the stuff." she did her best to stay focused, the gentle pleasing motion of his tail leading her mind to other zones.<br><br>She did her best to clear her throat, the scent of the one above her dizzying in its potency. "Could...could you let me roll over and could you please undo the bindings?&nbsp; The leaves he shoved down my bosom are getting uncomfortable. I promise I won't run.." She hoped he'd believe her, his scent and weight bringing to her vague feeling of claustrophobia.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 03:50:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I could,” he purred.&nbsp; “But why should I?&nbsp; You feel so very, very nice under me like this.”&nbsp; And the tail begins to work in s-shaped curves, back and forth across the girl's sex, ending with a teasing little flick at her clitoris.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 04:03:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				By all means should should be struggling, fighting to escape. That would be the normal thing to do, but she couldn't bring herself to anymore. She felt the barest hint of shame at her reactions, knowing her body was moving towards the stroking of his tail and not away. It <em>was</em> shameful, this warm feeling spreading from the damp folds of her vulva deep inside her stomach. <br><br>Alice gasped a the sensation of the tom cats caressing tail, not meaning to arch her hips back up into him with that teasing little flick. His scent was filling her, that heady scent of pure male warming her deeply, intimately. She could feel and smell her own wetness spreading and dampening her tight further, her own scent mixing with the remainder of the leafy pulp.<br><br>"I..", her voice was airy, barely audible, "I don't even know who you are..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 04:31:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“The Cheshire Cat.&nbsp; You mean you haven't heard of me?”&nbsp; He was clearly a little hurt, but that didn't seem to disrupt his purr at all.&nbsp; His hands left her wrists to suddenly shred the bonds that held them in the small of her back.&nbsp; “Hands on the ground, puss, and present for your tom,” he commanded, his raspy tongue lathing across the nape of her neck.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 04:48:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ch...Cheshire? Yes! The rabbit blamed you for talking to S...um...Mary Ann...when he thought I was her.." <br><br>She gasped at the sudden release of her wrists, automatically bracing herself with her hands against the ground. His commanding words sent a ripple through her, tingling her from nose to toes. The combination of those words and the have scent of masculinity and her own arousal, a rush of wanton behavior enveloped her. <br><br>Slowly, she brought herself to her knees, keeping her chest close to the ground giving her back a lovely curve. This position, however, caused the rumpled skirt of her dress to fall back over her hips and down to right below her navel, exposing the expanse of milky white skin ending only where her now torn and stained cream-colored stockings rested mid thigh and stretched down the rest of her legs.<br><br>When she'd brought herself to her knees, her hips and tight ass forming an pert heart shape, she spread her legs just enough to give a glimpse of the glistening tender slit of her sex.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 04:54:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Another Mary Ann, hmm?&nbsp; And they say my fetishes are strange,” he chuckled.&nbsp; He settled behind her, his furry belly brushing her upturned posterior, and something blunt, soft yet firm, and very hot brushed against her folds, smearing her lust across her folds.&nbsp; “Oh, you do smell divine, my little queen.&nbsp; Let's see if you're in heat.”&nbsp; And then he was thrusting, spreading her, his thickness spearing into her slowly, sinking into her yielding flesh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 05:14:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt a rush of dizzying warmth fill her chest as she was entered by the Cheshire Cat, the sensation of soft fur brushing her back mixing tantalizingly with that soft heat pressing against her. It had been so long since she'd been with anyone she knew she was very tight, and was craving the press of his flesh into her welcoming body.&nbsp; <br><br>His words floated through her mind, causing her to dampen further before Alice felt the thickness of him filling her loins, spreading her deliciously further than she'd expected. A moan slipped from her, low and soft, and she instinctively began to move her hips to his slow, deep thrusts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 05:23:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Oh such a good little queen,” he purred, his paws reaching around, gripping her tits, crushing them in to her chest as he pulled back, then relenting a bit as he thrust again.&nbsp; His thickness pistoned slowly in her, and her own scent was growing stronger.&nbsp; Wet, sloppy noises filled the forest air, soft grass tickling at her arms and cheek, her breasts jiggling as he thrust home.&nbsp; He increased the tempo slowly, drawing it out, enjoying the sensation of filling her.&nbsp; One hand let her breast slip free to reach back and spank her sharply on the ass twice, causing her whole body to tense up around him.&nbsp; He let out a yowl at the sensation, and the tempo increased as he began to lose himself to the pleasures of the rut.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 06:05:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice had fully let go of any inhibitions now, riding back against him as hard as he was giving to her. The feel if him grasping her chest brought a louder moan from her, her eyes shutting as she lost herself in motion of his quickening thrusts.<br><br>Without meaning to, cries of 'yes!' and even 'harder' slipped from her, punctuating the wet sounds of their sex as he spanked her hind end. She held her weight on one arm, reaching down to stroke herself with nimble fingers, rubbing her clit in time with his thrusting and feeling a tight burn start low in her belly. Moans of "Cheshire" poured from her as she felt herself teetering on the edge of a long-waited release.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 06:17:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His thrusting suddenly turned wild and frantic, his claws suddenly gripping at Alice's flesh, hard enough to dimple, though not quite hard enough to draw blood.&nbsp; He bit down on her bare shoulder again, filling the girl with a sensation of naked helplessness, utterly exposed in the grip of a predator in spite of the tattered dress that still clung to her body.&nbsp; &nbsp;He pistoned madly into the girl, then let out an ear-splitting yowl as his climax overcome him, his cock swelling inside her, splashing his seed in her depths.&nbsp; An electric tingle lanced up from her loins, shot through her spine, and then sang across her scalp, stars filled her eyes, and the sounds she heard coming from her own throat seemed, for a moment, more feline than human.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 06:33:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sudden fierceness of his movement coupled with double sensation of her own flitting fingers with his claws and teeth tossed her into the throes of release. She felt captured, small and caught in his grasp as the force of his release swelling through her.&nbsp; A shock not unlike severe static laced through her entire being, colored stars dancing in her eyes as the sensation triggered a second orgasm in her, surprising feline noises coming from her throat as she tightened against him, pressing back into his furry chest.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 06:39:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And then they were both collapsing to the grass and fallen leaves, panting a moaning, his weight delicious on her back, his root still buried in her furrow, though softening as a bit more of his seed slipped out of him.&nbsp; He licked the back of her neck with his rough tongue.&nbsp; “Such a good puss...” and his purr continued to rumble through him, seeming to echo a bit stronger in her skull and pelvis.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 07:01:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was panting, completely devoid of energy now. She adjusted gently against him, head leaning forward at the feel of that rough tongue against the base of her neck. His purr was strangely soothing now, pulling a shallow yawn from her lungs. After minutes of laying lipid on the greenery against him, curiosity rose in her and she turned to get her first true look of this Cheshire Cat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 07:09:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was a grey and white and black tabby, long and lean with a broad chest.&nbsp; All of him was visible at the moment, and his tail was flicking lazily in the air behind him, the tip looking damp from where he'd been teasing Alice's pussy.&nbsp; He grinned down at her, his fangy smile looking somehow more dangerous but less sinister.&nbsp; <br><br>“Another bout or two like that, puss, and we'll give you a tail, too.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 07:17:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A blush spread from her cheeks to her chest, and even further as the gouges in her clothes proved to reveal. The precariousness in his smile was MUCH less frightening now then when it was hovering above that dastardly hare. She reached up to touch him, but though better of it and lowered her hand, using it instead to try and rearrange the rags of her dress to preserve some modesty.<br><br>"I have a feeling if I blink, you'll disappear, so I'll ask this before that occurs." she fully sat up to look him directly in the eyes, emerald meeting sapphire before speaking the question that had plagued her since meeting the caged girl.<br><br>"Where am I?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 07:21:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Where?" he asked.&nbsp; "Why, under me, of course."<br><br>He grinned.&nbsp; "Most would give you that answer here, but I'm a bit more sane than most.&nbsp; Well, rather, I'm insane in different ways," he added with a wink.&nbsp; "And there's no good answer to that.&nbsp; We're between green and blue.&nbsp; Above left and below right.&nbsp; After tick but before tock.&nbsp; Some simply call it Wonderland.&nbsp; I prefer to think of it as the Card Table."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 07:26:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His little quip actually brought a smile to upturn the corners of her mouth, defeating her serious feel for the moment. However, that smile changed a bit with his explanation. So she wasn't in the carnival anymore? Or was she? Her sense of up and down felt altered.<br><br>"Wonderland? So is the carnival even real? And how do you mean, Card table" she stretched then, eyes closing involuntarily as is common with the motion.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 07:32:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Alice stretched, her ears flicked.&nbsp; It was an odd sensation that felt kinda right, even as it felt completely novel.&nbsp; The feline tsked.&nbsp; “Best not ask anyone here about 'real' or 'unreal,' puss.&nbsp; This place is more real than anywhere you've ever been before.&nbsp; In this place, dreams are physics and words are structure.&nbsp; <br><br>“And I call it the Card Table because that's who lives here.&nbsp; You're currently in the outskirts of those lands claimed by the Court of Diamonds.&nbsp; If you continue down the path you'll meet them eventually.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 07:45:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The natural feeling of her ear flicking in a way they hadn't be able to before widened her eyes, her face falling blank with confusion. She reached to touch where her ears where, feeling the soft, furry curve of pinna instead of a fleshy curve cartilage. She felt them flatten as realize of what happened clicked.<br><br>She gave Chesh a briefly panicked look before calming herself mentally, knowing there was more pressing matters than a slight change of anatomy.<br><br>"No questioning reality, check. But this talk of suites...are you a 'diamond'? Is this dangerous"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 07:51:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Oh no.&nbsp; I'm more like you, a player.&nbsp; Only I'm really more a nuisance,” he added with a playful grin, bumping his nose against Alice's, his whiskers tickling her cheeks.&nbsp; “Hare-brain in the green coat, he's a player, and not a very good one.&nbsp; I doubt he'll ever reach the end.&nbsp; Frankly, I'm shocked he's still trying.&nbsp; The feline girl you saw in the garden?&nbsp; She was a card, and a Diamond.&nbsp; The Seven of Diamonds, to be exact.&nbsp; Not a very important card, but when the game is 21, even modest cards have their place.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 07:58:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She fought the urge to rub her nose against his, a bit wary of the new developing 'instincts'. She did smile again though, happy to finally be getting some answers even if they where causing even more question to boil up. <br><br>"Why was he afraid of you, it is a race? And of you're a player were you.." she chewed on her words, not wanting to offend if possible, "were you...not furry once? Less feline and more human? Do you want to find the end?" <br><br>She bit her lip then, in an effort to cut of the stream of inquiries pouring from her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 08:03:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“So many questions!&nbsp; He was afraid of me because he's a bit hung up about sex.&nbsp; Well, about gay sex, anyway.&nbsp; Plus, there's not much of the old him left, you see.&nbsp; A few more wild encounters and he won't want to leave anymore.&nbsp; Most get like that eventually.&nbsp; <br><br>“And it is a race, of a sort.&nbsp; You see, there's only one deck in this game, so every card he gets, you can't have.&nbsp; Not unless you steal his cards.&nbsp; Of course, in Black Jack, you can have too many cards.&nbsp; Pass 21 and you lose.<br><br>“And as for me, no, I was not always a cat.&nbsp; Used to be a cube.&nbsp; Don't ask, it's complicated.&nbsp; And I much prefer being a cat, and there's nowhere else I'd rather be.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 21:53:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cards" she tilted her head to the side, eyes alight with confusion "But I haven't seen a single card.....except the girl who you told me was a card. Does one HAVE to play to leave?"<br><br>She stood then, shaking bits of leave and twigs out of the loose curls newly formed from the perspiration of their rambunctious copulation. She knew she looked a fright, and attempted to finger-comb the tangles from her hair as she debated how to -ahem- adjust the remains of her dress to preserve a bit of modesty.<br><br>The answer to her question of his prior being echo in her mind; “I much prefer being a cat, and there's nowhere else I'd rather be.” She thought of her new appendages and wondered how long it would take, and if she could get out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 22:11:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Oh, one mustn't do anything.&nbsp; Even death and taxes are optional here.&nbsp; But playing is the easiest way out.&nbsp; Otherwise, you have to be sneaky.&nbsp; Or mean.&nbsp; Or just very, very lucky.”&nbsp; He seemed to be fading out, or maybe it was the deepening shadows of the forest, but Alice couldn't really see his torso.&nbsp; He seemed to be just arms, legs, tail and a head now.&nbsp; He grinned, his green eyes following Alice as she attempted to arrange her tattered dress for maximum modesty.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 23:09:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She 'hmmm'ed thoughtfully at that, wondering which she would prove to be but the end.....if it ended. She gave up with her clothes, making sure the her privates were covered. Hopefully she'd find something later to 'cover her shame'.<br><br>She noticed that he was seeming to fade, so decided to say her good byes and find somewhere to go in these sprawling woods.<br><br>"Well, it seems time for us the part, Chesh, but I get the feeling this won't be the last time our paths cross." she gave a mock curtsy, feeling the small gesture was necessary before finishing, "And if you see that hare, scare him twice as much for me. You're on my pleasant side, however he is not." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 23:15:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feline man laughed and suddenly there was nothing of him by eyes and a grinning mouth, all fangs.&nbsp; “It seems a small price to pay for your pleasant company, dear Alice.&nbsp; Good luck, whichever path you choose.&nbsp; Keep in mind, royalty expect to be treated as such.&nbsp; The powerful are never mad,” he added, one eye vanishing out in a wink.&nbsp; “They're just 'eccentric'.”&nbsp; The second eye vanished, and then the mouth was gone as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 23:50:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thanked him, giving him a small wave as he disappeared and nothing was left but a hint of his lingering smell. She mentally went over his last words as she continued down the path, where these so-named 'diamonds' where.<br><br>At least that where she though she was heading, Alice couldn't be sure. The woods felt different now that she was alone, the air carrying with it a slight chill reminding her of the mess that now served as her covering. Out of all the questions she asked, it never dawn to inquire about finding clothes. <br><br>"Blast.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 19:34:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The forest opened up into a pleasant clearing ahead.&nbsp; In that clearing was a large stone cottage, nearly an antique and bucolic manor house.&nbsp; Out in front of the house,&nbsp; a woman with the opalescent fur, equine head and horn, and leonine tail of a unicorn, dressed in a satin scarlet gown, the corset laced up the back with gold ribbon, was picking flowers from a small garden.&nbsp; She grinned at Alice.&nbsp; “Well, the cat certainly dragged you in, dear.&nbsp; I don't suppose you've seen a gryphon about, have you?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 02:25:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was surprised to run into such a kindly looking character in the forest, everyone else have been....well....unbalanced in a menagerie of ways. After taking it the ladies lovely appearance and realizing her own practical state of undress, for the hundredth time, flushed fuchsia.<br><br>"Um...no, I'm sorry. I've seen a hare, a rabbit, the Cheshire Cat, and some fellow named Hatta and that it miss..'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 02:30:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She straightened with a smile.&nbsp; “Thank goodness he's not running early, then.&nbsp; You can call me Claire.&nbsp; You do look a fright.”&nbsp; She seemed to consider Alice with weighing eyes a moment, then asked, “You're a player, aren't you?&nbsp; Would you care to get a card?&nbsp; Six of spades?&nbsp; And maybe a new dress and some shoes?”&nbsp; Grinning, she added, “And a bath, I'd have to offer you that, to.&nbsp; All in exchange for a bit of help around here for a few hours.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 02:41:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A card?" flitted through her mind briefly before the offer of a bath and clothes washed over her. She pulled her torn clothes a bit tighter around before nodding, smiling softly.<br><br>"Thank you, Ms. Claire, I'd be more than willing to help out! Sorry for being so out-of-sorts" she gave her another smile, much more sheepish than the one before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 02:45:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Wonderful.&nbsp; My friend the Gryphon is coming by and I'm just swamped with things to do, and no girl to help out or serve our tea.”&nbsp; She carried the flowers to the cottage and pushed the door open.&nbsp; “What's your name, dear?&nbsp; Come in and I'll show you to the bath.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 02:55:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hurried to Claire's side, smiling widely and somehow feeling special for being able help out such a lovely person. Even the grass around her house felt softer here.<br><br>"I'm Alice miss, it's nice to meet you!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 21:26:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“A pleasure,” replied the unicorn, leading the girl through a house decorated in an antique style that marries elegance with a heavy oak-and-tapestry look.&nbsp; She lead Alice through the house and then into what appeared to be a stable out back.&nbsp; Alice saw no sign of any horses, but there was a large copper tub in one of the stalls.&nbsp; “Get undressed and I'll have water and fresh towels fetched for you.&nbsp; Oh, do you have a preferred scent?”<br><br>Through the large doors and some high windows, Alice got a peek at a larger garden in back, a swath of green and fruit trees and a small brook very much in the style of “Capability” Brown.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 22:14:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She took in the eloquent home with hushed awe, a bit surprised when their walk led them to a stable. Even this area was lovely, the light smell of wood and fresh hay in the air. The though of bathing out doors brought a touch of bashfulness to her though, but it was so lovely the she didn't fret too much.<br><br>"Oh, no Miss. Claire I really don't have any preference. I'm just tickled to be able to be clean!" She gave the other a wide, joyous smile. When the unicorn had left, Alice began peeling the remains of her clothes off. She placed the small pile of torn fabric and crumpled catnip leaves out of the main way, then turned her sight to the large doors, opening away from Claire's home.<br><br>Alice breathed in deeply at the lovely garden view, momentarily forgetting to exhale. The different lush shades of green melted into each other beautifully, a vision of loveliness equal to images she'd seen of Warwick Castle's gardens, or even Trentham Gardens.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 22:29:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice's revere was interrupted by a soft, scratching sound, heralding the arrival of three very odd beings.&nbsp; All were bundles of twigs, lashed together with twine in a vaguely humanoid shape.&nbsp; One sported “hair” of bluebells, another of foxglove, and the last of baby's-breath.&nbsp; Each lugged a big wooden bucket of steaming water which they poured into the tub before waddling back out of the stable and into the house.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 23:05:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help but jump a bit at the sound, but the appearance of them didn't frighten her much. Considering that after you've been spanked by a white rabbit and made bait by a hare, nothing really can scare you too much.<br><br>She said thank you at their departure, not sure if they could hear her but would feel rude if she hadn't made an attempt. With that, she made her way into the stall and after doing an obligatory 'toe test' allowed herself to slip into a warm, inviting waters. <br><br>She let the water close over her head, curling into a ball at the bottom of the copper tub for a few moment to enjoy the muffled peace. She already felt cleaner upon surfacing, so glad to be rid of the smell of that nip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 23:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just as Alice resurfaced, the three twig people returned, two dumping more water into the tub and rewarming the cooling water. The last carried three two cakes of soap, two washcloths, and a bottle of what Alice assu med was shampoo.&nbsp; And then all three started to climb into the tub.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 23:48:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was stunned into silence as the twiglings (the first title that popped into her mind) climbed into the tub with her. For all the life of her, she couldn't fathom why they were.<br><br>"Um...ah...h-hello?" she tested, wondering if they were sentient beings or some type of golem.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 01:45:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The twiglings didn't respond, but hopped into the tub with small splashes.&nbsp; One grabbed Alice's ankle in a surprisingly strong grip and lifted her foot out of the water, nearly dragging the poor girl under.&nbsp; It began scrubbing and washing her toes, while another grabbed a wrist and did the same to Alice's left hand.&nbsp; The third, meanwhile, poured jasmine-scented shampoo into her hair and began to massage it into her locks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 04:47:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't even have time to express her surprise as she was unconsciously drug under the sudding water, but less than a second later when she was lifted by her wrist by another, and the third took hold of her hair.<br><br>She couldn't resist a giggle as her toes where washed, being a bit ticklish there. 'At this rate, they'll scrub ever piece of dirt that's touched me since I was 10' she though with tiny smile. She wondered if this was how her clothes felt when she washed them by the river during a previous camping trip.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 05:04:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After they'd scrubbed, washed, and rinsed every inch of her (and some of the scrubbing and washing was more than just ticklish) the twiglings dragged Alice out of the tub, rubbed her down with towels, wrapped her hair and body in new, dry towels, and sat her on a stool.&nbsp; They immediately set to giving her a pedicure and manicure, finishing both off with a glossy, cherry-red polish.&nbsp; While that dried, two carried the tub of sudsy water out of the stable while a third set to brushing Alice's hair before finishing it off with a french braid.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 21:40:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice was in a state of awe. She felt cleaner than she had in ages, and had never had someone wash, dry, and groom her. It was an entirely new experience that treaded the thin line of luxuerious and uncomfortable for her. <br><br>The light tug-on-pull of braiding sort of put her in a comfortable trance, eyes partially closed as the other work the thickness of her hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 22:00:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While her nails dried, the little twiglings brought her refreshments: iced hibiscus mint tea in a silver mint julep cup, slices of orange dipped in bittersweet chocolate, and fingers of shortbread.&nbsp; And then they started to dress her, lifting her off the stool and slipping white panties and a bra of satin and lace on her body, followed by fresh new white hose.&nbsp; Then short petticoats and a chemise of lace followed by a dress of black satin, a bit shorter than Alice might normally pick for herself, and exposing the lace edges of her petticoats underneath, around the edge of the scooped neckline, and the ends of the short, puff sleeves.&nbsp; The look was completed, and transformed, by a white apron edged with lace and secured by a large bow tied in back, and a pair of glossy black three-inch pumps.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 23:59:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quietly ate the offered refreshments, almost forgetting she being dressed by twig-people. She wondered what it was about this "Wonderland' that made everything so sensual!<br><br>Point and case; she'd had Hibiscus Mint Tea many times at The Kettle in downtown, but never like this. She could taste both individual flavor presents, the mint giving a lightness and freshness to the brew while the hibiscus blossoms add a relaxing floral touch and a stunning red hue, and the warmth of it filled her with a pleasant, lasting heat the most of it seeming in her lower abdominal area.<br><br>When she set down her empty glass, fingertips lingering on the delicate swirls engraved near the lip, Her dressing was being made complete. As her stocking feet slipped into those patent leather heels and that bow at her back was pulled taught a brief wave of worry flushed over her. So looked the part of a servant, but would she do well enough to warrant the care she'd received?<br><br>She watched as the twiglings collected the used bath stuff and used dishes and followed them, hands clasped in front and back straight in an attempt to look as proper as possible. Just before slipping in the doors the twingling entered a though crossed her mind and surprised her.<br><br>"<em>I wonder what the Hatta fellow would think of me now?</em>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 06:01:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Hello?” came a call from another part of the house.&nbsp; Peeking around a corner, Alice could see Claire in a large kitchen.&nbsp; Broad windows looked out over the garden, and the rafters were hung with flowers, drying herbs, and a cute little kitchen witch wearing a patchwork dress.&nbsp; Claire was stirring a large iron pot hanging by a hook in a massive fireplace, the sort that was large enough to stand upright in.&nbsp; Instead of wood, the fire was being supplied by a lizard the size of a medium-sized dog, curled up under the pot.&nbsp; <br><br>“Come here, girl, and let me take a look at you,” said the unicorn, tapping her large wooden spoon against the side of the pot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 06:17:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The quaint beauty of the kitchen brought a smile to her nervous face, easing some of her worry. At Claire's voice she hurried to stand in front of the lady unicorn.<br><br>She reached up to adjust her glasses that she'd put on again right before entering the house, magnifying the blue of her eyes. She stood at attention, feet together and forward and hands returned to the clasped position in front of her. Her right ear twitched just slightly as the large lizard yawn from under the pot, a tiny burst of smoke or steam escaping from it's wide, tiny-fanged mouth.<br><br>"Thank you very much for everything, you've been very kind." her words were soft, but saturated in gratefulness. "How can I help?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 06:47:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“My salamander is getting cranky,” replied the unicorn.&nbsp; “Mock-turtle soup is nothing to rush, as I'm sure you know, and it needs just another half-hour before it will be perfect.”&nbsp; She fetched a cast-iron tool from the wall, looking a bit like a massive fork with bent tines.&nbsp; The handle was wrapped in thick padding that had once been red with yellow flowers, but since had been singed, stained, and faded by time. <br><br>“Kneel by the pot and use this to scratch the salamander.&nbsp; He'll probably roll over so you can scratch his belly.&nbsp; Scratch faster and harder if his flame turns orange.&nbsp; Yellow tinged with blue is good.&nbsp; If it turns purple or white, that's too hot; stop scratching and let him cool down.”&nbsp; She handed the salamander-scratcher to Alice.&nbsp; “I'll be just outside, setting the table, so shout if there's any trouble."<br><br><em>(Edit: left off closing quotation marks. Xp )</em> 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 21:21:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded with knowing, she may not be familiar with mock-turtle bur she did know that soups need time. The smell was already delightful, she could tell Claire more than knew her way around the kitchen.<br><br>She took the cast-iron salamander scratcher firmly in both hands, a bit surprised at its weight, and settled on her knees on a used cushion. The fabric was a bit stiff from years of heat exposure and scratched at her knees, but it was very cushiony and was a thousand times better than bricks.<br><br>Cautiously, she began to scratch the salamanders back, 'eeping' a bit then it made a odd sound and rolled over to expose it belly, tail twitching and clawed feet slowly opening and closing with pleasure. It was actually, in all honesty, adorable. Like a giant scaly cat. It took a few minutes of trial and error, but she got the scritching rhythm dead on; the flames burning a lovely blue-tipped yellow. In fact, the salamander seemed to be doing the reptilian - or would it be amphibious? - version on a contented purr.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 21:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire hurried out with a stack of dishes, cups, silverware and the like, leaving Alice alone with the happily purring salamander.&nbsp; The critter's eyes rolled up into its head and then it's tail tried to curl around the shaft of the scratcher, forcing Alice to disentangle it a time or to, nearly burning her fingers in the process.&nbsp; It did this a few more times, rolling about, and drifting further and further from the pot.&nbsp; The little thing didn't really seem malicious, just bored, and not terribly interested in what was happening to the soup.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 06:27:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At first the creatures wiggling was amusing, when she had to use the Salamanders tail's grasp about the iron scratcher to gently maneuver it back under the pot. But after a few near-scaldings and redden fingertip she was feeling a tiny bit disamused.<br><br>She couldn't blame it much though, it's plight reminding her much of the Flintstones where many dino-like-animals where reduced to home keeping implements. She could even imagine it say, "It's a living." in a bored tone while continuing to heat the pot.<br><br>She spoke sweet words of encouragement to the fiery little guy, hoping that at least her tone would she it she cared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 18:46:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The salamander seemed to respond to Alice's voice, growing less playful and perhaps even half-dozing under the pot.&nbsp; The soup simmered pleasantly, and the smell was delightful, being redolent with garlic and other spices Alice couldn't quite identify but still made her mouth water.<br><br>Claire returned, sweeping in to pour more tea into a pair of crystal goblets.&nbsp; “Gryphon is here!” she sing-songed, clearly excited at the prospect of her little party getting underway.&nbsp; “Bluebell, take over from Alice.&nbsp; Alice, dear, take this tray and follow me.”<br><br>The twigling with the bluebells on its head hopped over and danced around Alice, holding up its hands for the salamander-scratcher.&nbsp; For its part, the salamander just chuckled and licked its lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 01:12:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help but grin encouragingly at the salamanders responses to her actions, just like she couldn't help that it made her feel good inside. The smell of the soup filled the kitchen in an almost visual way, knowing that the scent would probably stick to her for the rest of the day but that was ok with her.<br><br>The unicorn's voice broke her peaceful rhythm and she gave the salamander one last scratch for good behavior, secretly wishing she could stroke his scaly back without risk of severely burnt flesh. She handed the twigling the iron instrument with care and a soft thank you before quickly jumping to her heeled feet and to Claire's side, making sure her physical appearance was as flawless as possible before carefully taking the mentioned tray and following the excited hostess to where this get together of Claire and her friend was to take place.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 02:48:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire, leonine tail swishing high behind her, lead the way back out into the garden.&nbsp; A little table had been set up there, with a white lace tablecloth, a bundle of flowers for a centerpiece, and two comfortable looking chairs.&nbsp; In one sat a gryphon, almost too large for the chair.&nbsp; He stood and bowed as the ladies approached and pulled out Claire's chair.&nbsp; As he did so, Alice couldn't help but notice the way his eyes slid up and down her body.&nbsp; <br><br>“New girl?” asked the gryphon.<br><br>“She's a player,” replied the unicorn as she was settled in at the table. <br><br>“Nice catch.&nbsp; Will you be keeping her?”<br><br>“I've promised not to,” she replied, then winked at Alice.&nbsp; “Sort of.&nbsp; Serve the tea, dear.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 05:31:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The weight of the Mr. Gryphon's gaze brought the most lovely shade of fuchsia to Alice's cheeks, it seemed she'd been stared at more in one day (at least she assumed it was still the same day, her sense of time was odd now) than in the last twenty years of her life!<br><br>She gave Claire and her guest a smile and a quiet 'Yes, Ms. Claire' before setting a saucer and cup each in front of the two, the white porcelain glinting the the sun light making the delicate swirls of painted pink and gold stand out in a most charming fashion. Beside each saucer and cup was a soft cloth napkin in pale pink, a silver tea spoon resting a top the material.<br><br>Gently she served them each a cuppa of a very floral scented tea, similar to English Rose but very obviously not. She poured slowly to avoid over-filling their cups, one hand on the lid to avoid even the tiniest of drips. She intended to do as best as she could to please Ms. Claire, and ultimately her guest.<br><br>She took the now empty tray into her hands a bowed slightly. <br><br>"How else may I be of assistance?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>06-03-2012, 19:12:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The gryphon sipped from his cup, which is a delicate operation when one has a beak and no lips.&nbsp; "Delightful as always, my dear."<br><br>The unicorn beamed, her cheeks turning a very faint pink beneath her fur.&nbsp; She turned to Alice.&nbsp; "Best check on how Bluebell is doing, dear.&nbsp; They're long on enthusiasm, but not too bright."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 20:14:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave the two a wide smile and a small curtsy before hurrying off to the kitchen. This felt lovely, after wandering around the woods and going through so many tribulations being able to help such a lovely lady and not have to worry about spanking rabbits and terrified bunnies. <br><br>The smell of the soup hit her as she opened to door, a sinfully delicious odor of cloves and allspice and other strange spice filled her nose as she slipped into the door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 20:44:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The smell of burning bluebells almost didn't ruin her appreciation of the soup; the twigling that had been left to tend the salamander was still carefully scratching its belly with the iron tool, in spite of the fact that it was currently on fire.&nbsp; Its "hair" or flowers was nothing more than blackened whiskers now, the greenery reduced to so much ash around it.&nbsp; Its head was burning merrily.&nbsp; Luckily, the fire had started at the top and was working its way down.&nbsp; If it had started at its feet, the poor thing would have been completely consumed by now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 22:24:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice repressed a cry of fright, rushing to the near by water pail and dampening a tea towel thoroughly before dropping the wet fabric on top of the fire, effectively extinguishing the flames as the twigling obliviously continued it's duty.<br><br>"Poor dear" she murmured sadly, taking a moment to dampen the rest of it and prevent further accident to the seemingly mindless creature. Once she was positive that the former bluebell was fireproof, she hurried as gracefully as she could back to Claire and the griffon.<br><br>"Pardon me, ma'am, but Bluebell mostly caught flame. She's still functioning, and I extinguished the flames and dampened her the prevent further incident, but what wonder what else I should do in this situation?" she was bent in a slight bow, concerned about upsetting the lovely unicorn.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 19:40:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh dear," replied Claire.&nbsp; "You'd best go around front and pick it some new bluebells.&nbsp; There's string in the cupboard, just lash it on to the poor dear.&nbsp; And when you're done with that, the soup should be ready to serve."&nbsp; She turned back to the Gryphon.&nbsp; "It's a special treat: an old friend."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 23:50:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice nodded and gave a slight bow once again, promise to return with haste. She hurried back to the house, checking on bluebell first to make sure its branches where still nice and damp before taking a knife to the front. <br><br>With care she severed several trimmings of bluebells, long enough to be pretty but not so long as to catch fire again. Please with her selection she hurried back to the kitchen.<br><br>"Little Bluebell, the soup is done dear. Come here so I can fix you up." For a moment she was unsure if the twig creature would listen, but sure enough it stood to put away the scratcher before springing to her side, standing perfectly still as Alice used the twine to attach the pretty flowers.<br><br>"There, good as new. Now go run along till Miss. Claire needs you again!" and with that set to ladling the soup into a large serving bowl on a platter set with two smaller bowls, spoons, and a tray of small odd sandwiches to accompany the meal. When she finished with her work she thanked the salamander for it's hard work and returned to the garden with the soup and accompaniments.<br><br>Claire and the griffon seemed to be in conversation upon her return. Instead of interrupting them Alice set the table while the other two talked, refilling their cups and filling there bowls before stepping back until further use of her was needed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>12-03-2012, 19:45:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The two sipped their soup slowly, and the conversation was light, pleasant, and often nonsensical.&nbsp; But Alice noticed, as the meal progressed, that the gryphon's tail frisked more, and the unicorn's cheeks pinked into a blush.<br><br>Claire eventually turned to Alice, dabbing delicately at her lips with a linen napkin.&nbsp; "Be a dear and put the salamander back in it's cage.&nbsp; It's hanging beside the fireplace.&nbsp; And, um, I'd suggest you stay indoors for at least an hour, and then come clear up the dishes."&nbsp; The gryphon chuckled darkly, and while Alice couldn't be certain, his hawk-like eyes seemed dilated.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>13-03-2012, 03:12:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice blinked a bit at being told to stay inside for the better part of an hour, but nodded and was on her way with a 'yes ma'am' and a smile. The griffons chuckle sent a shiver down her spine as she hurried into the kitchen, the salamander idly flicking pebbles with its tail.<br><br>"C'mon luv, Miss Claire wants you back in your cage for now." She ascended to her tip toes to grab the heavy metal enclosure, setting it on the floor away from anything that could catch fire. To her distinct surprise, the fire lizard slinked in with no urging or fight. In fact, the little bugger seemed to go right off to sleep.<br><br>"I guess being a heat source would be a tiring thing." she mused with a touch of wonder as the little guy seemed to snore softly. she set herself to busy herself for the next hour, tidying up what she could. Her last mission was the large pot, carefully wiping of the interior with an old rag. <br><br>While she wiped down, some of that sinfully scented soup smeared on her wrist. Without a second thought she licked away the thick broth, taking a moment to enjoy the bold flavors flowing across her tongue before continuing her work; she noted by the light she still had another half an hour.<br><br>"I wonder what they're doing?" she asked herself, wondering if she could peek through the back windows and see what the two were up to in the vividly lovely garden.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>13-03-2012, 20:23:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The soup was spicy and savory, with a hint of fennel and saffron, and a strong undercurrent of the sea.&nbsp; Alice’s stomach grumbled softly.&nbsp; There was quite a bit left in the pot, and a bowl probably wouldn’t be missed.&nbsp; Just thinking about it made her cheeks feel warm.<br><br>As she pondered taking a peek out into the garden, she heard a loud crash from the direction of the garden, the sound of glass or dishware shattering.&nbsp; Before she could react to that, a leonine roar filled the air, making the girl jump.&nbsp; Her knees went weak, her heart began to hammer in her chest, and the warmth in her cheeks blossomed into a full-on flush.&nbsp; It was followed by a more feminine whinny, and then silence.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 04:12:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The soup was temporarily forgotten at the sudden commotion from outside. Her heart beat madly in her ear, the warmth of her face like a fever. She held onto the edge of the counter, the silence heavy after the commotion that just passed. The salamander, however, slept on.<br><br>Alice, being Alice, knew that even though she's be told an hour - and that time had let to pass - that she couldn't just sit there and wait if something had happened! So, quiet as a mouse she moved out the back door to see if the two were ok, promising to hasten back to the kitchen if all was well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 16:40:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The scene in the garden is one of disaster.&nbsp; The table was overturned, lying on its side, broken dishes and silverware scattered among the grass and flowers.&nbsp; The gryphon's chair was also toppled over, and lying nearby was a scrap of red satin, almost certainly torn from the unicorn's gown.&nbsp; But of those two creatures, there was no sign.<br><br>A faint whiff of something hot that stung the nostrils ever so slightly, like smoke, lingered in the air.&nbsp; The scent made Alice think of the Cheshire Cat, made her heart hammer faster and her blush linger.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 20:15:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice lifted a hand to her heart, trying to will her rushing blood to slow to a normal speed. The acrid smell filling the air brought tears to prickle the corners of her eyes, bring back images of the woods and torn cotton. Worry filled her head at the sight of the disaster area that was the garden.<br><br>"W-Well, no sign of them...I hope they're ok..." she felt the tremor in her voice as she spoke to no one in particular, carefully rising and approaching the mess. Carefully she righted the table and chairs before bending over carefully, feeling a breezy against the back of her thighs as she collected the utensils and shards of dishware from the greenery. As quiet as a mouse she stacked she she found, using that satin scrap to dust of what she could.<br><br>"I wonder what happen, and if Miss Claire is alright..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>20-03-2012, 01:26:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice's nose were aware of a new presence before her eyes noticed the woman.&nbsp; It was the smell of sex, hot and wild and rich and earthy, the sea mingled with freshly-turned earth and crushed grass and roses.&nbsp; <br><br>Turning, she could see what appeared to be a naked woman, skin as black as jet, with the head, tail, and hooves of a unicorn, the fur as black as her flesh, and shot through with highlights of electric purple.&nbsp; Her sapphire eyes flashed as she stepped from the shadows of the forest into the broad light of the garden.&nbsp; "Didn't I tell you to stay inside for at least an hour?&nbsp; Naughty girl.&nbsp; Come here," she commanded with a gesture.&nbsp; To her shock, Alice recognized this woman as Claire, only transformed, her negative image, her opalescence transformed into mysterious obsidian.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>20-03-2012, 19:26:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice's eyes went wide, her heart jumping through her throat. Claire was not necessarily frightening, but definitely intimidating. She exuded a presence that was commanding and powerful, one that showed that she meant business. She could almost feel a pulse in the air from the intensity of the energy. Slowly she sat the shards of the dishes on the table with the remainder, cautiously approaching the now dark lady.<br><br>"My apologies ma'am, I saw that you and your guest were gone and the garden in shambles, so I decided to clean a little bit earlier than instructed. I meant no disrespect." She now stood in front of he obsidian woman, eyes downcast and body trembling ever so slightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>20-03-2012, 19:53:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The woman sauntered slowly towards Alice, letting the tension build.&nbsp; The scents around her grew stronger, making Alice's heart beat faster, her thoughts grow fuzzier, less distinct.&nbsp; It was almost like she was getting a buzz off how Claire smelled.&nbsp; <br><br>"I gave you those orders for your safety, girl.&nbsp; But clearly, that's not something that we need to worry about, is it?"&nbsp; Moving like a viper, she grabbed for Alice's ponytail to pull her down, bend the girl over at the waist.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>20-03-2012, 20:25:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice gasped as she was quite literally yanked from the near-trance Claire's slow decent had put her in, bending over like Claire obviously was wanting her to do. She threw her hands in front of her was brace the ground, her petticoats and lace chemise falling down over her hip and waist to expose the thin white material covering her tight, softly curved bottom.<br><br>"I'm sorry ma'am, I deserve to be punished." She'd spoke faster than her brain could stop her, flushing immediately as the words left her mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>20-03-2012, 20:53:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire chuckled, the sound making Alice think of honey with insects trapped in it, struggling for freedom, doomed by the sweet bounty they'd discovered.&nbsp; "Do you now?&nbsp; I suppose you do."&nbsp; The unicorn wrapped her surprisingly agile tail around Alice's neck, like a collar and leash.&nbsp; The scent of the sex was now overwhelming, the garden's flowers nothing more than a subtle harmony to it.&nbsp; The tail curled loosely around Alice's throat, the soft fur slightly damp in spots, and as the unicorn turned away, Alice could more dampness on her onyx thighs.&nbsp; "Come, girl.&nbsp; We don't want to delay your punishment any longer than we must."&nbsp; Claire released Alice's hair and stepped towards the forest, her golden hooves whispering through the garden grass, tail tugging at the captive girl.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>20-03-2012, 22:25:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That belladonna-sweet voice shot tingles down her spine, Alice somewhat righting herself as she was led into the forest. She couldn't help but feel nearly smothered by the scent lingering in the air, almost feeling it physical cling to her clothing and skin. She could feel the cloth cradling her tender mound of flesh begin to dampen and her breath begin to labor ever so slightly. She didn't know why she suddenly felt so warm, so light headed.<br><br>Claire's tail about her throat felt like the softest of fur bindings, a gentle collar she was growing to be more than willing to bear. As she walked behind her 'captor', she began to fiddle with the hem of her skirt, heart fluttering at what must be waiting for her in the dense, dark woods.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-03-2012, 17:59:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The mulch of the forest floor crunched under hoof and shoe, and the uneven ground made Alice's footing wobbly in her heels, leading her to take smaller, quicker, almost mincing steps to keep from falling down or getting choked by the tail wrapped about her neck.&nbsp; <br><br>Though it had been only mid-afternoon when they'd left the garden, the thick tangle of branches above the unicorn and girl cast them into a twilight gloom that grew darker the further they went.&nbsp; Eventually, the overlap of branch and bough grew so thick that it seemed they'd entered a dark cave.&nbsp; The roof overhead glowed with a faint green luminescence, the sunlight filtered through countless leaves.&nbsp; The air was still, and there was nothing to cut or leaven the thick musk of sex and fertility that rolled off the unicorn in waves now, washing over Alice and leaving her feeling weak and dazed.<br><br>The trees seemed to gather more closely together, nearly walling off the path they walked along, like pillars in a cathedral, then spreading wide apart to form an open space that was still blocked from the sky.&nbsp; The ground was covered in soft mosses and ferns, and toadstools peeked out of nooks and crannies between the gnarled roots of the thick-boled trees.&nbsp; At the back of the clearing was a massive lump of stone, smoothed, it almost seemed, by natural processes to a collection of voluptuous lumps and undulating, overlapping ovoid shapes.&nbsp; It didn't take much imagination at all to see it as a paleolithic fertility idol.<br><br>In front of the voluptuous boulder was a flat, low stone, almost as if the idol sat at a low coffee table or the like.&nbsp; Rings of iron were set in its corners, orange from rust.&nbsp; Thick ropes of crimson silk had been run through the rings, as bright as freshly-spilled blood and seeming to glow with a violent intensity in the forest's dim gloaming.<br><br>The gryphon sprawled beside the table-like stone, propped up on an elbow.&nbsp; His manhood was noticeably rampant and nearly as crimson as the silk ropes.&nbsp; "It <em>was</em> her, then," he purred with a hungry clack of his beak.&nbsp; "Perfect."<br><br>"Your hearing is excellent," replied Claire.&nbsp; "Come, girl.&nbsp; It's time you helped entertain our guest," she commanded, with a strong jerk of her tail, leading Alice towards the stone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>22-03-2012, 05:09:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice's eyes were wide at how different the forest was here, her breath feeling labored in her chest as if the air itself was thicker. She was concerned that the uneven floor of the forest was going to cause her to trip up, but thankfully found a pace - however awkward - that allowed her to keep her balance.<br><br>The further they traveled the stronger the smell of wild sex grew around them, carnal and promising of abandon. It felt as if they were almost swim through it. The thickness of these scent, however strong, didn't completely draw her attention from the surroundings they passed through. The path they'd walked felt sacred, old, and very very alive. Especially their ending destination, a clearing that had 'ritual' written all over it.<br><br>Alice's eyes flickered from one place to the other, taking in the shape of the time-worn boulder and noting how similar it's shape was to the tiny idol of The Goddess sold back home in the local 'occult' shop. At last her eyes fell on the lounge form of Griffon, gaze almost immediate drawn to the girth of his arousal. She felt blood fill her cheeks and quickly averted her eyes to the ground, stumbling a bit as she was pulled closer to Claire guest, and Alice assumed lover.<br><br>"My apologies sir.." she whispered hoarsely she she was lead to the stone, "..I meant no offense to you or Miss Claire, I know I must be punished for my ignorance."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 18:28:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The gryphon chuckled, one wing snapping at the still, humid air.&nbsp; "This one's a treasure.&nbsp; Let's see more of her."<br><br>Claire stopped Alice in front of the flat stone.&nbsp; "Take off that dress.&nbsp; And make a show of it for our guest.&nbsp; Slow and teasing, dear.&nbsp; There's no room for shyness here.&nbsp; In this place, we're all sluts."&nbsp; The tail around her neck squeezed tighter, though not nearly enough to choke off the girl's air. The gryphon shifted, leaning towards Alice, his massive, hawk-like eyes staring at her, dilated in the gloom.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>25-03-2012, 18:40:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice bit her lip a bit in hesitation, she'd never really took pride in her body so wasn't sure if she'd be able to please them. The squeeze of Claire's tail brought her back to her surrounds and with a nervous have smile, she began to disrobe.<br><br>With a slightly shaky motion she undid the bow of her apron, the cottons smooth beneath her fingertips. She glanced up, see that the duos eyes watching her every move and tracing her every curve. This little thing built her confidence and she began to get more into the mood set by the atmosphere. Slowly she began to undo the front buttons of her satin dress, fingers gently caressing the smooth black bits before pushing them through the holes to reveal her lace chemise inch by tantalizing inch. She shiver as the humid air seemed to creep in the spaces between the lace, making her skin feel damp from the humidity. When the dress was completely unfastened she let it slowly slip from her shoulders to the ground, pooling in a silken pile at her feet. She bended at the waiting, keeping her back straight as she slowly shimmed out from her petticoat letting the stiff material sway a bit her her hips.<br><br>"I hope I'm not disappointing you, let me know if there's anything you'd like me to do.." Her voice was quiet, but was dripping with suggestion as she slipped the chemise over her head her after gently removing Claire's tail for that moment to let it rest on the ground with the rest of her clothing. "And I do mean anything." she gave them a sly wink, running her fingertips up her stomach and over her breasts, reaching behind to undo her now disheveled french braid. With a shake of her head her hair fell loose around her, wavy from the tightness of her previous hairstyle. She unfastened her bra then, a flush spreading across the tops of her breasts as she realized that she was leaving less and less to the imagination by the moment. Suddenly worried that she'd revealed more than was asked or desired she took a pose of demure embarrassment, legs still clad in stockings and heels and those lacy stain panties still covering her most delicate of parts. She let her waved locks fall forward to cover the swell of her breasts, eye downcast.<br><br>"I-I hope I didn't over step my orders."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 19:35:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The gryphon chortled softly.&nbsp; "Not that I'm complaining, but the girl does seem to have trouble obeying instructions."&nbsp; Claire nodded with a chuckle of her own.&nbsp; <br><br>"Bend over, hands on the stone, feet together, girl," commanded the unicorn, one hand lightly tracing across the silk garment still clinging to Alice's bottom.&nbsp; "And for each smack, I want to hear you say, 'I will be an obedient girl,' loud and clear, understood."&nbsp; The gryphon snapped his beak in amusement again, his root, to Alice's considerable shock, growing a bit longer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 05:04:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice felt her breath come low and heavy, slowly approaching the smooth slab of rock. She remembered the spankings she received from the white rabbit in vivid color and knew here cheeks were still slightly pinked from his fervor. <br><br>She tried not to show her concern as she carefully bent over. The unicorns touch made her shiver, Alice's feet pressed as tightly together as they could. She nodded with understand, whispering a very soft 'Yes ma'am.' she cleared her throat, eyes glued to the gryphon's further stiffening arousal as the strikes began. Alice's eyes grew wide as the force sent shocks through her body, fingers gripping the stone as best as she could as she spoke her given mantra.<br><br>Smack! "I will be an obedient girl." <br><br>Smack! "I will be an obedient girl." <br><br>Smack! "I will be an obedient girl." <br><br>This felt much different from the white rabbit ministrations, each hit sending a shock of pained pleasure to her groin. She felt her body growing warmer with each strike, her voice loud and clear still but growing breathy at the end.<br><br>Smack! "I will be an obedient girl!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 05:17:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The gryphon's ears perked towards the two women as the sound of the spanking rang out into the humid air.&nbsp; He seemed content to lounge upon the grass, his eyes shifting to watch Alice's breasts sway under her body as she jerked from the spankings.&nbsp; But his shaft grew a hint longer and noticeably thicker with every smack of the unicorn's hand on Alice's behind.<br><br>Claire leaned close to Alice, her breath curling around the human girl's ear.&nbsp; "You haven't stopped watching him, have you?&nbsp; You want him?&nbsp; You want to feel him inside you?"&nbsp; Claire's fingers slide down the thin strip of satin over Alice's puffy sex.&nbsp; "You're damp already.&nbsp; Stand up and sit down on the stone.&nbsp; Let it taste your juices."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 05:50:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice couldn't stop the moan from slipping past her lips at Claires touch, nor her body from arching into it. She felt a heavy blush darken her pale skin, though more from desire than girlish embarrassment. Her eyes were indeed drawn to the impressive girth of gryphons sex, mind wondering how it would feel to have him pressed deep inside her or how it would taste if she took him in her mouth.<br><br>Normally these emotions would shame her, but the longer she was in this Wonderland the more she felt herself giving in to those forbidden desires. She wasn't sure if it was the atmosphere, or the company, or something else entirely but she felt herself wanting.<br><br>With a nod and a shaky breath Alice straightened, carefully crawling onto the stone in order to sit as commanded. Almost immediately the heat from her bruised cheeks and the coolness of the stone slab brought a moan from her, head momentarily falling back to let her hair brush the cool expanse beneath her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 16:40:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire giggled at Alice's lusty moan.&nbsp; Taking the girl by the shoulders, she guided Alice to lay back, the stone chill beneath her bare flesh.&nbsp; Claire kissed Alice, full on the lips, upside down, fierce but quick.&nbsp; "You are the furrow that yields to the planter's rod.&nbsp; You are the field, thirsty for his rain."&nbsp; Claire took one of Alice's arms and drew it up and out, towards the far corner of the stone, were she lashed it into place with the crimson silk rope.&nbsp; "You are the lioness who presents before the lion.&nbsp; You are the mare who is mounted by the roaring stallion."&nbsp; Claire kissed Alice again, her lips lingering a moment this time, before passing to Alice's other arm and lashing it stretched towards the corner, like the first, above Alice's head.&nbsp; Alice heard the gryphon roll to his feet, saw him heave into view as he approached her, his hard, smooth beak pushing between her thighs, his breath hot on her stockinged legs as he drank in her scent.&nbsp; "Your pleasure is the offering, your inhibitions the sacrifice, to the kneeling goddess," whispered Claire, running her fingers through Alice's hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 00:43:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt like everything was a dream; the coolness of the silk, the heat of Claire's kiss, it all felt surreal. She light pulled against the soft restraints, not in effort to struggle but wanting to feel her restriction. She never been tied down before, her previous lover all being of the vanilla sort, but she relished in the tightness of the rope against the tender flesh of her wrists. <br><br>She saw the gryphon roll into view had had to bite her lower lip to hold back a moan. However, that contained moan slipped out unabashed at the oddly pleasurable sensation of his beak slid between her legs. She wrapped her hands around the rope leading away from her wrists, gripping the material tightly as her body arched toward the gryphon - an unintentional action she'd not realized she was doing. She was unsure if she was part of an actually ceremony, but she didn't care. No, not about anything except for the sensations rolling across her body. In this haze of pleasure and restriction a single words slipped out, almost more air and verbiage.<br><br>"Yes.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 01:22:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The gryphon chuckled, his breath hot on Alice’s thighs.&nbsp; “How is this one flagged?” he asked.<br><br>Claire bent over the ring of paper, surprisingly still around Alice’s wrist.&nbsp; “Ooo!” cooed the unicorn.&nbsp; “We have ‘unlimited access.’”<br><br>“How very thoughtful of them,” chuckled the gryphon.&nbsp; He rose up on his hind legs, towering over both of the females.&nbsp; His claws slipped under the satin of Alice’s panties, the digits smooth and cool against her skin.&nbsp; “This one won’t make it to the last hand, I don’t think.”&nbsp; He pulled his claw away from Alice, and the satin ripped, the material tugging at and slithering across her flesh as the garment was rent, exposing her naked, feverish sex to the open air of the wood.&nbsp; <br><br>“She’ll make it,” Claire countered, stroking Alice’s hair.&nbsp; “Hatter has his eye on this one.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Indeed?” chirruped the gryphon, tilting his head.&nbsp; “Yes, he would, the greedy bastard,” he added with a chuckle as he gripped Alice’s ankles in his claws and lifted them straight up.&nbsp; And then she felt his manhood, stiff and hot, brush against her labia, smearing her juices as he lined himself up for the thrust.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 04:06:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had completely forgotten about the waxed paper encircling her wrist, their comment of having unlimited access making her feel like an unscrupulous tart for a moment. Claire's previous words echoed in her mind then, erasing that thought with it's implications.<br><br>'There's no room for shyness here. In this place, we're all sluts.'<br><br>All her internal introspection was erased as she felt the thin, dampened material of her panties ripped, falling away to expose her to the elements. The sudden motion coupled with that sensation of nothing but air against her skin brought out another soft, lingering moan.<br><br>Unconsciously her softly furred ears twitched at the mention of the Hatter as well as moving her head into the caress of Claire's hand, a very cat-ish action, as the unicorn voiced her belief that she'd make it further in the 'game'. Her mind was beginning to wonder at their words when she felt her legs lifted up at the ankles and the thick, hot press of the gryphon's arousal at her entrance. She gripped at the ropes binding her as she arched her hip closer to him, the dripping wetness of her sex and the flush of her skin begging for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 07:27:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The gryphon let out an almost serpentine hiss as he sheathed himself in Alice, a single, long thrust that spread her open and then plumbed her depths, stretching her to a shocking degree.&nbsp; He remained still a moment, and she could feel how tightly she fit around him, could feel, she was certain, the pulse of his blood in his cock.&nbsp; And then he was pulling back to thrust again, the sudden rhythm of it taking her breath away, no preamble, no build-up, just a sudden, brisk rutting, another drawn out hiss, and the air full of wet noises.<br><br>Claire stroked Alice’s hair and face gently, then shifted, rising to her knees and straddling the girl’s head.&nbsp; The scent of the unicorn was strong in Alice’s nostrils, and animal scent mingled with flowers and the musk of the gryphon.&nbsp; Her tail raised high, Claire lowered her sex toward’s Alice’s lips.&nbsp; “The gryphon isn’t your only task, dear...” she murmured.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 08:27:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel as every inch of the gryphon arousal was forced inside her, his sheer girth stretching her to a point her pleasure and pain met. She could feel his pulse within her, a fact that for some reason further dampened her sex around him. Her hips naturally rose to meet his thrusts, her breasts bouncing hard with every sharp movement.<br><br>It took her a moment to register what Claire wanted her to do, but she was a smart girl and caught on quick. She arched her neck up so she could reach the soaked folds of the unicorns sex. The smell of her was overwhelming in the most pleasant way, the mixture of sex and flowers with something else she figured was just Claire's natural scent. <br><br>With care, she buried her mouth into those velveteen depths, moaning into her was her tongue and lips worked the delicate flesh while the gryphon continued to shag her ragged. She could feel her hips rocking into him, feeling her desire building low in her belly, as the honey sweet juices of the unicorns arousal dripped down her throat. She'd never been in a situation like this before, still shocked at how much it turned her on to be royally plowed while working the tender sweet pussy of another woman. Again, she moaned as she served Claire, the sounds vibrating through the other as she stoked her most sensitive of button with her thick, wet tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 15:55:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire's folds grew hot and puffy above Alice's tongue, their nectar sweet and soft, like butter on the girl's lips.&nbsp; Soon her mouth and chin were damp with the stuff, and the unicorn's clit, stiff and demanding, was being ground in to Alice's mouth.&nbsp; As Claire rolled her hips, she seemed to be singing, or maybe lyrically moaning, it was impossible for Alice to tell.&nbsp; <br><br>That was partly because the gryphon was doing a masterful job of distracting her.&nbsp; His root plowed her furrough with bestial vigor.&nbsp; His body clearly couldn't get enough of Alice, and demanded more even as it took, his hips thrusting wildly, his claws pulling the girl's legs up and out into a broad V.&nbsp; Between the motions of his cock and claws, Alice's bottom was lifted clear of the stone, and his furry pelvis slapped wetly into her bottom with every stroke.&nbsp; Meanwhile, the unicorn's tail had drifted down, it's soft, leonine tuft dancing across Alice's jiggling tits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 01:40:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice's mind was was blissfully empty of everything except desire. She could feel the rough thrusting of the gryphons thick sex connect with something within her that sent shocks of pure pleasure throughout her body, something low and hot within her tightening deliciously with every stoke. She felt like she was physically filling up with the white hot heat of her own need, moaning louder against Claire as she traced her tongue across the softness of her dripping folding, paying special attention to her clit as she moved her hips against Alice's mouth. <br><br>She was swimming in passionate need; the need for the gryphons throbbing arousal taking her as hard as her body could handle, the need for Claire's sweet ambrosia pouring down her face and mouth, and the need for release for her own building and overwhelming peak. She grasped the ropes tightly, trying to move her hips in a way to encourage the gryphon to move harder against her as she passionately worked Claire's stiff button with her lips and tongue. She could feel herself on the brink, knowing that she didn't want her release until the duo was spent. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 03:03:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Either the gryphon sensed her need or his own waxed independently.&nbsp; He lifted her legs higher, thrust harder, as if he would split her in twain like a log, his hips thrusting wildly, with bestial passion.&nbsp; He was hissing loudly now, almost continually, head thrown back, wings snapping at the air.<br><br>Not that Alice had a good view of him, since most of her vision was blocked by the nethers of the unicorn.&nbsp; Claire was moaning loudly, hips rolling and pumping, especially when Alice teased at her clit, the nub entirely stiff now and crimson in its engorgement.&nbsp; Her singing turned to crooning, then to moaning, and then she gripped Alice's hair hard, crushing the girl's face into her spasming sex as she whinnied out her climax.<br><br>The gryphon followed shortly, an eagle's scream piercing the air as he arched hard, shoving Alice's face deeper into Claire's pussy as his root seemed to flare inside Alice, then spasm in rolling contractions as he poured his seed into her body, his own shivering with the power of orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 03:28:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The grip of her hair as all it took to send Alice over the edge, crying her release into the sopping folds of Claire as the two seemed to reach climax in unison. She could see stars behind her eye lids as her body spasmed in ecstasy.<br><br>She had felt herself coming down from that high when the force of the gryphons own release triggered another orgasm from the petite girl, her knuckles paper white from the intensity of her grip as her body was racked with spasms of overwhelming pleasure. This sensation lingered strongly as she felt the other fill her with his hot seed, her body now laying limpid on the sweat and sex drenched slab. <br><br>She rolled her head to the side, panting softly before pressing a kiss to Claires inner thigh. Never before had she felt so...well, there were no words for how she felt. But Alice was ok with that as she laid in the afterglow of their releases.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 04:58:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The stone, Alice now noticed, was warm beneath her body, as if their exertions had woken some inner fire in the rock.&nbsp; The unicorn shifted, nearly falling to sprawl, panting herself, across the stone, but her tail draped fondly across Alice's belly, the soft hairs pleasantly tickling the girl's flush, sweaty skin.&nbsp; The gryphon released Alice's legs, and her knees hooked on his wide-spread thighs.&nbsp; He fell forward, leaning over her, holding himself up on claws that clutched the stone to either side of Alice's breasts.&nbsp; His manhood had softened inside her, but still plugged her pussy tightly, and she could feel an odd pressure at the base of her spine.&nbsp; Ever time the gryphon moved, her snatch tightened around his pole, making him hiss softly, and making the strange pressure over her bottom shiver and grow stronger.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 05:38:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wanted to ask about what had just happened; why Claire had said what she'd said before the gryphon had taken her, why the stone was no longer cool and lifeless beneath her back, why everything had seemed - and as the gryphon shifted, leading her tight hole to spasm ever so slightly around his spent manhood - still was intense. But no words would come, as if they too were exhausted from the passionate session Alice had just experienced.<br><br>As she slowly came back to herself she ran her tongue over her now dried lips, tasting the faint trace of Claire that still lingered honey sweet. She felt deliciously sore all over but for the life of her could figure out what was beneath her. She wondered if it was a stone, doing her best to wriggle it away with her hips without dislodging the gryphon too much. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 06:14:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The gryphon groaned at her shifting, suddenly stiffened again, and let out a ragged hiss as his hips started pumping wantonly again.&nbsp; She felt him swell and spasm a second time, his wings slapping at the air to keep him in place, and then something seems to break loose beneath her, something fuzzy and warm flailing against her bottom, the backs of her thighs, and then going still.&nbsp; <br><br>The gryphon made a croaking noise, his eyes rolled up into his head, and then he collapsed sideways, his cock slipping out of Alice with a wet, lewd sound, splattering their mingled juices across her folds and her inner thighs, then crashing to the ground with a loud thump that sets Claire to giggling breathlessly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 06:39:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuddered at both his sudden thrusts and at the sudden chill the front of her experienced as he fell off her. She turned to the giggling unicorn, wondering what was so funny about what seemed like the other fainting.<br><br>"Is...is he ok..?" Was her only question as she tried with all her might to look over the edge of the stone to see if he was alive, but was also trying to find out what happened beneath her. She felt something odd, furry, and out of place but the wrist restraints made in hard for her to look behind her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 07:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, he's fine," purred Claire.&nbsp; "He'll recover soon enough, and be horny as ever.&nbsp; He just gives his all when he tups a woman."&nbsp; She leaned down to kiss Alice and taste herself on the girl's lips.&nbsp; "Mmmm...&nbsp; sweet.&nbsp; You did well, girl."&nbsp; She started untying Alice's wrists.&nbsp; "Care to help me finish him off?&nbsp; He has at least one last good one left in him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 07:13:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, a bit more eagerly than she ment, and carefully slid from the stone stab to the ground.<br><br>"Thank you, miss, and it would be my pleasure."<br><br>Still a touch tottery, she set herself to momentarily brace the edge of the stone to regain her balance. She took the opportunity to glance behind her to see what had been pressed against her lower back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 07:30:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good girl," said Claire with a broad grin.<br><br>Twisting to look, Alice saw nothing on the stone.&nbsp; However, looking down at the small of her back, she could see a diamond-shaped patch of golden fur.&nbsp; Below that, extending out and down as an extension of her spine, she could see a long, leonine tail, ending in a tuft of fur the same color as her hair, hanging below the backs of her knees.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 08:03:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice froze for a moment, taking that length of tail that she knew wasn't there before their joint rutt. Lightly she tugged at the soft extension, blinking as it prove to indeed be attached. After a moment of observation, she let the tail drop figure that she would deal with it later.<br><br>Especially considering, as she hungrily gazed at the gryphons impressive girth, that there was much more important matters at hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 19:14:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, quite lovely, dear. It suits you well," noted the unicorn as she saw what Alice had acquired.&nbsp; Turning to the gryphon, she grinned mischievously.&nbsp; "We should pounce before he fully recovers."&nbsp; Beckoning Alice to join her, the unicorn straddled one of the gryphon's thighs and gently took his manhood in her hand, as if weighing it like a shopper might judge the heft of an especially large cucumber.&nbsp; "He is well-suited for this sort of thing, isn't he?" she giggled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 00:13:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice nodded, positioning herself adjacent to Claire on the opposite thigh, running her fingers from the base of his root to the darkened tip - giggling herself as he seemed to twitch at her touch. <br><br>"I'd have to agree with you, miss Claire. Very well suited indeed." She reversed the stroke of her fingers then, trailing the touch to lightly fondle lower and softer parts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 00:16:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The gryphon twitched and hissed at her touch, his leg shifting under Alice, rubbing the thick muscle against her damp pussy.&nbsp; He groaned more loudly, wings curling, when Claire leaned down and ran her tongue, stuck out flat and broad, up his shaft, from where it escaped his sheath up to it's tip.&nbsp; Grinning, she turned to Alice.<br><br>"Go on, girl.&nbsp; Give him a taste."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 00:31:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Carefully wrapping her hands at the base of his impressive girth Alice leaned to tender run her tongue in a slow circle around the soft flesh of his tip, paying special attention to the underside. She took a moment to take the end of him into her mouth, tip of her tongue tracing his tip before releasing him.<br><br>"Mmm..." was all Alice would say, a blush staining her cheeks a chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 00:37:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire laughed at Alice's blush. "Go on, dear.&nbsp; You take that end, and I'll take the other."&nbsp; Grinding her sex against the gryphon's knee, she leaned down to caress his furry, heavy sack with her long, equine tongue.&nbsp; For his part, the gryphon was now panting, tongue hanging out of his beak, claws tearing at the soft loam and grass of the forest floor. his manhood growing quickly to a new stiffness in Alice's hand.&nbsp; The salty, musky taste of him lingered on Alice's tongue, and his scent was pleasantly thick in her nostrils, making her feel tipsy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 01:18:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice felt herself giggle again despite herself, working the growing mass of his arousal with both hands and mouth. She used both hands to stoking him with a tender firmness, her lips and tongue languidly enjoying the masculine and wild flavor of him her for mouth. Unconsciously she began to roll her hips against him as she worked him, her rapidly growing desire showing by the the dampness of her folds was leaving on him. Before long she was completely lost in the moment, moaning as his scent mixed with the sensation of his arousal in her mouth and the friction of his thigh against her swollen sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 06:11:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				One of the gryphon's claws wrapped around Alice's skull, and the frisson of prey-fear ran like a spark down her spine to ignite a brilliant smoulder in her loins.&nbsp; At first, he just guided her, setting the rhythm for her mouth and hand on his shaft, but then his motions grew more urgent, until his hips began to thrust, shoving his manhood into her mouth, fucking her face vigorously.&nbsp; The motions of his hips caused the muscles of his hips to flex and relax, grinding him up against her sex, until his fur and her thighs were sopping with her juices.&nbsp; The gryphon began to hiss loudly, he shivered from head to toe, then rammed his cock deep into Alice's mouth, pressing the head against the back of her throat before his salty seed exploded across her tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 17:56:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice never felt so absolutely sensual in her life, the gentle pressure of the gryphons claw cradling the back of her head as she took him further and further into her warm and wanting mouth. In the back of her mind, a small part of herself thanked every deity it could process for gifting her without the troublesome annoyance called the gag reflex, and girl greedily wanting all of him as she could take.<br><br>As the gryphon hand on her grew more urgent, the stiffness of his cock demanding more of her as he began to thrust, Alice felt the familiar bubblings of her own need again. The roughness in with he was was her face coupled with the delicious friction of wet fur and hard muscle rubbing against the swollen, dripping folds of Alice's sex it was only moments before his was riding her orgasm on him, moaning around him as his thrust hard against her throat and shivered in his own release. Alice didn't move from him until she was sure that leave not even the smallest drip of his load was left swallowed, sitting up slowly from his hip when she was good and finished.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>02-04-2012, 23:24:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire let out another ecstatic whinny from where she was riding the gryphon's knee, slumping across his belly.&nbsp; The gryphon, for his part, went limp again, his claw falling from Alice's head to thump on the ground.&nbsp; He let out a gurgled his, his half-limp cock drooling, his chest rising and falling in quick pants and his tongue half-hanging out of his beak.<br><br>Claire pushed herself up and stretched, head and horn tilting up and back, tail rising to curl over her back.&nbsp; "Mmmm..." she moaned, rolling her shoulders.&nbsp; "We should let the poor boy recover.&nbsp; I didn't expect a mundane to be so good at this, or I'd have planned to have you service us like this as part of your duties."&nbsp; She winked at Alice before leaning forward to start picking leaves from the gryphon's spread wings.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 20:19:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice blushed softly, giving a soft nod of thanks before helping claire by removing the ruffage from the other wing. Her breath was still heavy from the energy of her actions, the taste of him still lingering deliciously in her throat. She hummed a nameless tune as she worked, going from his thigh to sitting of the cool, hard ground. <br><br>Ever now and again she'd look up, sharing a smile with the unicorn as well as an occasional giggle at the gryphons sprawled and worn figure. After she felt she'd relieved his wing of all leaves, she gingerly rose to her feet. Still a bit wobbly on her feet, she carefully stretched - her arms raised high above her head as if she was reaching to touch the sky. When she relaxed her stature again, she moved to the otherside near Claire, her voice softly and a touch playful.<br><br>"So how long does it usually taken the gryphon to recover?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 21:07:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shouldn't be much longer now.&nbsp; He's probably playing opossum so he can listen to us chat and watch you stretch like that a few more times," she said with a giggle, tossing a small pebble to bounce with a loud TACK off the gryphon's beak.<br><br>"Bugger you," grumbled the gryphon, his tail playfully thumping Claire in the leg.&nbsp; "Gonna pay attention to this hand.&nbsp; If Hatter puts this one on the market, I'd be tempted to buy."&nbsp; He winked at Alice.&nbsp; <br><br>Claire stuck her tongue out at the beast, then nudged Alice in the shoulder.&nbsp; "Seems you have an admirer."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 21:40:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't stop the soft bark of laughter that flew from her as the gryphon's attempt at playing exhaustion was thwarted by Claire. The gryphon comment of purchase brought a flush of slight embarrassment and even a hint of pride, though the word set of questions in her mind that didn't pause there for consideration before being spoken.<br><br>"Not that I'd mind your purchase..." a quick dart of the tongue to moisten drying lips "But what do you mean being put to market? And this Hatter....he wouldn't happen to wear a mask and top hat would he? Or have rather unkempt orange hair?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 22:01:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That would be him," purred the gryphon, rolling to snuggle up on Alice's side opposite the unicorn.<br><br>"As for being put to market, well, I suppose you haven't figured it out yet.&nbsp; He gave you a choice, yes?&nbsp; Cards or chess pieces?&nbsp; You chose cards.&nbsp; The game, as I've heard, is black jack.&nbsp; You must build a hand before presenting yourself to the Queen of Clubs.&nbsp; If you beat the Hatter's hand, you win a prize and can continue to the end, where you can stop.&nbsp; Otherwise, well, the stakes are you yourself, dear Alice."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 22:21:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaned gently against the gryphon as if it was a natural reaction, her eyes quizzical as some of Wonderland's mystery was revealed. A snippet of her conversation with the Cheshire cat came back to her, making more sense in the development of new information.<br><br><em>"Not a very important card, but when the game is 21, even modest cards have their place.”</em><br><br>"Blackjack, hm? Well that may cause issue, I struggle at Go Fish and Old Maid. But I supposed it is a game of chance then, not so much strategy..." she idly ran her fingers through the fur on the gryphons thigh, letting these facts sink in before asking another question.<br><br>"I think I've ran into a few other players, one commenting that he never wanted to leave. Does winning automatically end this venture? Or is there a chance to stay?" She was sure why she asked this, part of her remembering her school and life back in the town. But for some reason the more she wandered - and interacted with - in this place, the more she was beginning to enjoy it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 01:07:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The gryphon shook his head.&nbsp; "There are rules.&nbsp; When you come to the end, you must stop.&nbsp; Step out of our world and back into the one you came from.&nbsp; <em>If</em> you make it to the end."<br><br>"And if you don't, your fate will be decided by the Hatter.&nbsp; You become his property, to do with as he will," said Claire, taking up the explanation.&nbsp; "He might keep you for himself, or give you as a gift to another, or sell you at market.&nbsp; It's all up to him at that point.<br><br>"Luckily for you, you're off to a good start.&nbsp; I have the Nine of Diamonds waiting for you back home, as payment for services elegantly and, I must say, enthusiastically rendered," she finished with a playful grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 01:31:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded with understanding, reaching to grab the black satin dress. Shimmying it back on she made sure to take mental notes on what they were saying, giving the unicorn a matching smile at mention of her services well rendered and a nod. With care, Alice stood, offering Claire her hand while speaking.<br><br>"Well it was my pleasure to serve you both, but I don't deserve the card quite yet as I still have a garden to clean." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 02:08:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire tsked.&nbsp; "We should have leashed the Gryphon's willie and made him clean the dishes. He's the one who toppled the table."<br><br>"Bite your tongue, woman," snapped the gryphon as he shifted to shield his loins.&nbsp; "Besides, you love it when I toss the table aside and everything goes flying."<br><br>"Guilty as charged!" she admitted with a laugh.&nbsp; She took Alice's hand and let the girl pull her to her feet.&nbsp; "You'll stay the night, of course?" she asked Alice
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 02:18:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why I'd be delighted!" she gave a joyful giggle, releasing Claire's hand to dust the dirt and bits from her legs. Alice again stretched, the dress blocking a good percent of the gryphons gaze but not all.<br><br>"And on the accounts of overturned tables, I agree that does sound invigorating..." She looked thoughtful for a moment before gathering the rest of her clothing from the leaf-carpeted floor.<br><br>"If it's permissible, I'm going to go ahead to tidy the garden and allow you two some time together. After all, I did <em>interrupt</em>." she gave the two a playful wink before going off back towards the unicorns abode, starting to putting the garden to rights once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 03:06:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course," says Claire.&nbsp; "Remind me when I get back and we'll find you a fresh pair of panties.&nbsp; Scarlet this time, I think," she added with a wink.<br><br>The gryphon rolled to his feet, took one of Alice's hands in a claw and bowed over it elegantly.&nbsp; "My thanks for adding your blessings to our celebrations, Alice.&nbsp; And I hope you won't hold it against me if I wish you horrible luck in the game you play."&nbsp; He winked himself and snapped his wings, causing a burst of wind that lifted her skirts briefly, the air playing around her naked thighs above her hose.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 03:13:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled as the duos words stayed in her head. It felt a bit silly, but she'd enjoyed herself more here than anything she'd done in a long time. She kept glancing at the entrance of the woods, gathering what was left of the shattered dishware and tidying the surrounding areas while she waited for the others.<br><br>While she worked she couldn't help but focus on the gryphons words - <em>"I wish you horrible luck in the game you play."</em> She was sure he most only half serious in that comment but it elicited a question of her own: Did she <em>want</em> to win? It was this she dawdled over as she finished up her work, think she could see two silhouettes emerging from the wood into the dawning twilight that was the evening.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 03:43:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire walked up and kissed Alice's cheek.&nbsp; "Thank you, dear.&nbsp; I'll make some tea quickly and then I'll show you where you're sleeping.&nbsp; Would you like anything in it?"<br><br>"Where am I sleeping?" interrupted the Gryphon.<br><br>"In the barn, you naughty animal."<br><br>"Hmph!&nbsp; You'd hardly know I was a beloved guest, would you?" he grumbled to Alice with a wink.<br><br>"I am not having you claw up another set of my nicest sheets," replied Claire, tossing her mane over her shoulder with a grin.&nbsp; The Gryphon barked a laugh and swatted Claire's naked ass with a claw.&nbsp; "You know what I like in my tea."<br><br>"Yes, brandy for you, and for Alice, if you'll let her get a word in edgewise?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 03:59:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice chuckled softly at the two's banter, observing how well they played off each other with their consistent flirtatious teasing. She finished her job and cradled the items gingerly, taking the word 'edgewise' as a queue to chime in.<br><br>"A spot of Brandy would be lovely I think, a good way to cap off the evening. I'll just carry these into the kitchen - I remember seeing a pile of broken dishes, so I think I know where these bits go." she gave Claire a playful wink before heading to the kitchen area, semi aware of the swing of her hips and new tail as she walked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 05:10:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The twiglings have clearly been busy cleaning up in the kitchen, though at the moment, two are playing keep-away with a wet sponge from another, making the floor a bit slippery under Alice's shoes.&nbsp; The salamander appears to be sleeping in his cage, not even moving as Alice enters.&nbsp; <br><br>Claire enters a moment later, prodding the sleepy creature to wakefulness and setting him to burn under a kettle hung in the fireplace.&nbsp; She grinned at Alice's tail.&nbsp; "Leave me that overnight, and I'll see to it that it gets a proper tailhole in the back before tomorrow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 05:26:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled at the antics of the twiglings, her tail lifting to keep from brushing against them as she added the ceramic shards to the impressive pile that sat away in the corner - the motion raising her skirt to show the full curve of her bottom.<br><br>She said a hullo to both Claire and the salamander - having taken a liking to the little fellow - as the unicorn set up for tea. She gave the other women a delighted grin, nodding as she dusted her hands off.<br><br>"That would be lovely, it seems to have a mind of its own and keeps raising my skirt!" She was chuckling a bit as she went to stand with Claire, waiting any instructions the other may have.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 06:46:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"The Gryphon noticed.&nbsp; He'll carry a grudge for me ruining the view that way."&nbsp; Claire had Alice help brew the tea, then added booze to each while Alice set up the tray with dainty cups decorated with twining flowers.&nbsp; "Bring the tray and we'll join the Gryphon in the garden."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 06:57:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds lovely, perhaps I should give him one last peek before the alterations?" she giggled a bit as she balanced the tray with skill acquired from a year of waitressing, settling the tray on the now properly righted table - Alice granting the man with a glimpse of her bottom as she bent to make sure the cups sat just right for her liking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 07:10:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel the regard of his gaze upon her revealed bottom, and even she couldn't, the way he shifted where he reclined was unmistakable.&nbsp; <br><br>The tea was pleasant, and the conversation turned to light inanities that seemed a hint insane: the futures market in upside-down tulips, the importance of earnestly being, a playful argument about how important it is that bees should ever fly backwards.<br><br>A large moon, gibbous and silver, rose over the forest, and fireflies danced across the garden, and to Alice's surprise, between them, she had enough light an wanted nothing more.&nbsp; All too soon, however, the three were exchanging yawns, and then wishes for a good night and pleasant dreams.&nbsp; The Gryphon retreated to the barn while Claire led the way into the house.&nbsp; "Your room is here on the first floor," she said, opening the door to a tiny room with a single bed, wash stand, and vanity, a single window looking out towards the wood beside the house.&nbsp; "Sleep well, and thank you again, Alice.&nbsp; Oh, and before I forget, give me that dress so I can make sure it gets altered for you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 07:23:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slipped the dress over her head, folding it before handing it over to the unicorn, taking the moment to press a thankful kiss to Claire's cheek.<br><br>"It's been my utmost pleasure, Miss Claire. Thank you for the lovely day, and for helping me when I was in need.." the two bid good night, Alice washing herself up after Claire left. After a thorough cleaning - and an idle wonder of if she had a peeping tom of sorts - she laid down to bed, sleep taking her quickly into its embrace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 17:18:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice was woken the next morning by bright sunlight and singing birds outside her window.&nbsp; Looking around the little room, she could see that the black satin dress was hanging over the back of the vanity's chair, a new hole neatly placed just where the waist and skirt met.&nbsp; And lying across the top of that was a fresh pair of panties, satin and lace and scandalously scarlet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 18:02:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oooh.." Alice let her fingers draw across the cool, soft fabric, admiring the material before slipping into the silent embrace of the underthings. She took a moment to admire the unicorns handiwork, the hole looking like it had always been there. It took a moment for her to figure out how to get the dress on and slip her tail through the hole, but after a few tries she got it on and was out the door in search of her gracious hostess.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 18:11:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire was in the kitchen, overseeing the cooking of eggs, ham, and muffins seeded with walnuts and blueberries.&nbsp; The twiglings bustled about, dancing around the legs of the two ladies.&nbsp; The unicorn's fur was white again, and she was wearing a cute halter-topped sundress of sky blue.&nbsp; "Good morning, Alice.&nbsp; I hope you slept well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 18:18:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mm, yes. It was heaven, you have my eternal thanks." she moved to send by Claire, at attention should anything be requested of her. The scent of the food was near ambrosial, yesterday activities leaving her feeling as if she'd not eaten in a dogs age. "So has the gryphon left, or is his still with us this morning?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 18:32:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Snoring away in the barn still, so he'll be joining us for breakfast.&nbsp; After we eat, you should be on your way.&nbsp; A mere 9 won't do you much good by herself, I'm afraid.&nbsp; Why don't you set the table in the garden for us, Alice dear."&nbsp; She bent down to rescue a whisk from two twigglings who were scrabbling over it, awarding it to one and directing the other to check on the meat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 18:50:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded in agreeance and understanding with a chipper "Right away miss Claire!" as she gathered up the dishes and flatware, humming as she made her way out of the door. The garden was bright and warm, birdsong floating in the air as she carefully set the table for three. She even hummed along to a song in her head, dancing a bit as she laid down the silverware.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 19:41:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bugger," grumbled the gryphon, emerging from the barn.&nbsp; "No more peep-shows."&nbsp; He grinned and set to plucking hay from his feathers.&nbsp; "Any idea what you'll do next when you leave this place?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 20:06:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't resist a good chuckle at the gryphons dismay. She gave him a playful wink, reaching to pluck a stray peice of hay from his fur.<br><br>"Well, I figure that I'll essentially do as I have been - wander about the paths in the woods until I find a chance to earn another card. I mean, there doesn't seem to be much of a rhyme or reason to this place..." she shrugged softly, setting out the last of the setting.<br><br>"Say...if you don't mind me asking how do you tel the difference between players, cards, and...er...residents?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 20:21:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, players are usually easy to spot," he replied with a chuckle.&nbsp; "They're the ones with their eyes bugging out of their heads and their jaws dragging on the ground, looking lost, scandalized, or shocked all the time.&nbsp; All players are human, or were at one time," he adds, playfully nipping at one of your ears.&nbsp; "So the more human they look, the more likely they are to be a player.<br><br>"Residents are a bit harder to spot.&nbsp; We come in all manner of shapes, sizes, philosophies, and insanities.&nbsp; But the more someone looks at home here, the more likely they are to be a resident.<br><br>"Cards are very easy to spot.&nbsp; First, they were the uniform, a harlequin's close-fitting outfit in black and red diamonds.&nbsp; And they'll have a bustle or skirt or tailed coat to cover their bum.&nbsp; On the left cheek, you'll find their value, but they try to keep it hidden from all but whoever has them in their hand."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 20:53:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice listened intently, waving to Claire as she finally made her way out and set to helping the woman set out the food as she took in this information. She wondered vaguely of the girl she'd met earlier, if she'd gotten far along at all. Once the table was set, she sat in her chair with a careful motion to not crush her new appendage.<br><br>"So since the cards are people, do they trail along with me until I'm reached the queen? Aren't they likely to...I don't know...run off? And if I find one milling about, can I claim them or is some sort of task needed?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 21:24:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's best to keep them on a leash, just to be certain," said Claire.&nbsp; "But if you do find one 'milling about' absolutely feel free to claim them as part of your hand.&nbsp; Just be careful you don't go past 21, or you lose."&nbsp; The Gryphon helped Claire to her seat, then pulled another out for Alice so she could join them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 23:12:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you..." she carefully adjusted her tail to keep from hurting herself, taking note of his warning. "How odd it will be,&nbsp; to have a leashed hand of cards with me...what and interesting life that must be." The conversation of the game was discontinued then, replaced by more light hearted and nonsensical banter over the delicious breakfast that had been served across the table.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 23:59:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When the meal was over, the Gryphon took his leave, bowing over the hands of both ladies before trotting off and taking to the air, flying over the wood.&nbsp; Claire waved Alice away from the table.&nbsp; "No, dear, you've already done everything I've asked and more.&nbsp; The minions and I will handle the dishes.&nbsp; Relax if you want, or shall I bring up your card?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 02:22:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you Claire, but I believe I've relaxed more with you already than in many years. Much more and I'd never want to leave!" She gave Claire a grin that held playful notes "And as lovely as that would be on my end, I'm a bit curious to find what other challenges await me!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 02:56:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Claire laughed.&nbsp; "As welcome an addition to the household as you'd be, yes, I'd hate to deny you that.&nbsp; Wait here, dear."&nbsp; She went into the house and returned, a short time later, leading a girl on a leash.&nbsp; The girl had jaw-length auburn hair, large eyes, and the horns, and tufted tail of a cow.&nbsp; Making the ensemble all the more incongruous were her fox-like ears.&nbsp; She was wearing a long-sleeved leotard in black-and-red diamonds, very much like Alice had seen at the fair, complete with the cute little booties with the roll of fur around her ankles, one black and the other red.&nbsp; The big difference was a bustle-like fall of satin over her rear end, giving the outfit a sort of showgirl/can-can dancer panache.&nbsp; <br><br>Around her neck she wore a collar of soft black leather and her wrists were manacled behind her back with similar material.&nbsp; A ball gag was in her mouth, and the girl was drooling slightly around it.&nbsp; She blinked her large, bovine eyes at Alice.&nbsp; "I'm afraid if she's not eating and you leave the gag out she starts mooing without end.&nbsp; It really gets on the nerves after a while.&nbsp; Still, she's a docile, patient thing otherwise."&nbsp; Claire handed the leash to Alice.&nbsp; "Good luck, dear."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 03:10:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice had no clue how to react when the 'card' was presented to her, finding the girl absolutely precious but feeling concern until Claire explained a bit. Alice couldn't help but wonder if this girl had been a cow before stumbling into the world, the idea not being all that far fetched as the Cheshire had stated he'd been a cube. She took the leash carefully from the other, instinctively petting 'Nine's hair.<br><br>"Thank you Claire, for everything and more." She gentle led Nine to stand beside her, patting her hair softly, "I know this may sound odd, but I do hope to see you again..." She pressed a kiss to the unicorns cheek, thanking her again before going with her card back into the dark woods, finding a path that looked interesting and making her way down it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 03:27:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine seems to be quite happy to follow Alice, and is slightly frisky, clearly happy to be back out of doors, though she does nearly jerk poor Alice's arm out of its socket when she suddenly decides to go chasing a butterfly.&nbsp; The poor dear looks so apologetic and abashed afterwards that it's hard for Alice to stay angry with her, and follows along more carefully after that.&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn't long before Alice her a splut-splut-splut-splut sound coming from behind her, rapidly approaching up along the trail she had been walking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 03:43:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shoulder still sore from the cards exuberant attitude, Alice switched the leash to her other hand. She was surprised at how uneventful the day was some far, aside for the antics of nine that though wearing a bit on the nervous was entirely endearing. She was considering stopping to find something for her card to eat when a sudden sound filled the air. Instinctively Alice turned, pulling Nine towards her and away from whatever danger may be approaching.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 04:11:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What was approaching turned out to be a six-foot tall frog in a white wig and burgandy footman's uniform, his big webbed feet going splut-splut-splut on the ground as he raced up to her.&nbsp; He bowed elegantly, causing his wig to fall off his froggy (and expectedly bald) head.&nbsp; He started up, saw his whig had fallen, then bobbed down to snatch it back up again.&nbsp; Clutching it to his chest, he croaked out, "Plaaaaaaayer Alice, I presume?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 04:24:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wrapped an arm around the gagged girls shoulder, holding her close more for her own comfort now. For all the things she'd seen in Wonderland, this was by far the most bizarre. She tried to keep a confident demeanor as he spoke, her voice cracking a bit in response to his question.<br><br>"Y...er..Yes, I'm Alice. Is there...er...can I help you...sir?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 04:34:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached into his jacket and pulled out... an oversized envelope of very fancy vellum, sealed with a blob of black wax.&nbsp; The symbol in the wax was the typical three-lobed clubs symbol under a feminine crown.&nbsp; "An invitaaaation," croaked the toad.&nbsp; "For you."&nbsp; He held the envelop out to Alice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 05:02:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Making sure the looped end of the leash was secured around her wrist, she took the large envelope into her grasp. She turned into over to inspect the waxen seal before carefully opening the invitation the remove its contents.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 06:38:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There's a large, engraved invitation on that fancy, thick, rough paper, inviting "Lady and Player Alice" to "attend Her Most Sable Majesty" at "the Showing of the Hands," at noon on the day after tomorrow.<br><br>Meanwhile, Nine has moved closer to the toad footman, sniffing at him while he tries to fix his wig back on his head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 06:43:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah-hum...ok then.." she cleared her throat, glancing at Nine before looking at the toads attempts at reapplying his hairpiece.<br><br>"So, pray-tell, how on earth...er...Wonderland am I supposed to find 'Her Majesty'? I mean, sir, I am a player so I have no clue where I am or where I'm going." she crossed her arms below the curve of her chest, the motion tugging at Nine's collar gently though without intention, her eyebrow quirked into a look of questioning.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 06:50:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, thaaaat's easy," he croaked.&nbsp; "Just spin widdershins three times, and hop on one foot.&nbsp; Take you rrrrrrrrrright there.<br><br>Nine blinks and tries to turn around, as if following the frog's instructions, but that only wraps her up in the leash.&nbsp; She looks down at herself and jumps a bit, looking very confused.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 07:07:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh dear.." Alice stifled a laugh, kneeling down to untangle the precious Nine with a smile for the card. She got the girl to rights, wiping some of the drool for the corner of her mouth and turned her attention back to the toad, trying to decipher his directions.<br><br>"So, I spin three times and hop one one foot? Doesn't make much sense....is there a short cut? Or a long cut?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 07:09:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The looooooong-cut is go west to the troll bridge, then follow the river nooooooooooooooorth to the apple oooooooooooooooorchard, go west from there until you get to the rose gaaaaaaaaaarden, and then follow the music."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 07:16:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, that makes more sense....if we left now would we make it by noon tomorrow?" she righted Nine to her feet, dusting the girl off carefully as she put the directions to memory.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 17:39:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Proooooobably," croaked the frog footman.&nbsp; "Depends on what you encounter between here and there.&nbsp; But you cooooooould arrive by morning tomorrow if you make good time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 22:31:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, very good. Thank you sir, I think we'll be off now if you don't mind." She gave the frog a polite curtsey, turning back down the path with Nine by her side and invitation firmly in hand. "Though I wonder why I'm warranting an invite with the queen?" She spoke quietly to herself, peeking over her shoulder to see if the over large frog had left.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 22:47:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				M. Frog was already hop-hop-hopping (splut-splut-splut) back the way he came.&nbsp; Nine, meanwhile, sniffed at the invitation as if considering whether or not it might taste good.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 23:09:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice gave a small chuckle, petting the girls hair affectionately while shaking her head no. The traveled onwards for quite a ways, the forest once again quiet and uneventful aside from the cries of birds and the occasional rustle of leaves. The blonde sighed softly, beginning to feel as if she been tricked when a stone bridge began to come into view. Her steps began to pick up, glad to see the first step of their direction in sight.<br><br>"I promise, Nine," her breath slightly panting, "..as soon as we cross the bridge we'll pause for a break and some food as soon as we find some!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>06-04-2012, 05:53:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice is about halfway across the bridge, when she sees a large, knobbly hand grip the side, and then a large face heaves into view, with a long, pointed nose, bushy brows, and wild hair.&nbsp; The hair and brows are mossy green, the face is the color of aged oak, and the teeth are sharp fangs.&nbsp; "Hey!&nbsp; Where do you think you're going?" growls a deep voice as more of the bridge troll hauls itself into view.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>06-04-2012, 06:28:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once again Alice pulled nine to her side, moving to step a little ahead of the girl to face the massive troll. She felt her heart race in her chest, threatening to burst from her ribs with it force. It took several moments for the girl to gather her wits enough to reply.<br><br>"Didn't mean to bother you, just trying to get across the bridge to find my card something to eat and make my way up the river."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>06-04-2012, 06:34:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bother?&nbsp; No bother," he growls, crawling up onto the bridge to reveal a barrel-like body with long spindly arms and legs.&nbsp; "But this is a troll bridge, babe.&nbsp; That means you gotta pay the troll."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>06-04-2012, 07:11:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah ha....well then..." she once again cleared her throat, holding Nine a bit tighter as she took a step back from the imposing figure. "So....how does one pay a troll toll precisely then? I don't exactly have money or anything..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>06-04-2012, 20:44:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Gold's good.&nbsp; Something to eat is good," he added, licking his lips as he eyes Nine, who shifted behind Alice, just in case the troll decided to take without asking.&nbsp; "Whatever.&nbsp; Something of value.&nbsp; Something nice.&nbsp; No trying to pay me off with paper money or leaves painted gold or any of that rot, now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>07-04-2012, 05:13:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah....oh dear...um..." Alice blew out a breath with puffed cheeks, mind whirling as she tried to figure something out. "Well...I can't give you Nine, she's very important to me, but I don't have any gold. And you can't eat me, because then that defeats the purpose of crossing the bridge at all!" One arm hidden behind her, her fingers entwining in the cards fingers in what she hoped was a comforting manner, she used her other hand to thoughtful tap her lip with a single slender finger.<br><br>"So, I'm not sure how to pay you sir...do you take any other payment? Or would it be best for Nine and myself to find another more accommodating bridge?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>09-04-2012, 22:03:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The troll chuckled. "This is the only bridge.&nbsp; So I think you'd best find something to pay me with.&nbsp; There's a farmhouse some ways up river.&nbsp; Maybe you can get something from them," he suggested with a toothy leer, looking both of the women up and down.&nbsp; "Else: snatch!&nbsp; Gobble!&nbsp; Smack!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 00:52:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice muttered something intangible about trolls and twenty sided dice, leading little Nine up the river in the direction the creature pointed in. A toll, of all things a toll from a troll bridge like some childs fairy tale. She was still muttering with Nine gently in tow when a farmhouse came into view. It was a quaint little place, seemingly normal with the exception of the continual aura of whimsy.<br><br>"Well Nine dear, lets just hope that someones home hm?" she gave her a gentle pat, quickening her pace to the front of the house.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 20:04:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine let out a muffled yelp when she saw the place, her cheeks turning bright red.&nbsp; She offered a moment's resistance, but then followed along docilely enough.&nbsp; <br><br>Just on the near side of the house, Alice could see a rowboat pulled up on the bank.&nbsp; And across the road, in the fields, she could see a large someone pulling weeds.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 20:55:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice noted Nines sudden - and to this point uncharacteristic - resistance with concern. The moment was exactly that, a moment, but put her on her guard nonetheless. She did her best to comfort Nine, calling out to the figure with an unintentional stutter in her voice.<br><br>"E-Excuse m-me? Hello? I hate to be a bother, but we're in need of some help..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 20:12:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The person in the field stood up.&nbsp; And up, and up.&nbsp; She was nearly seven feet tall, not counting the curling, bovine horns that sprouted from her temples.&nbsp; Her eyes were large and liquid-brown, her shoulders broad, and her simple dress barely constrained her more-than-ample breasts.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hello there," she replied sweetly.&nbsp; "Welcome to our farm."&nbsp; She walked out of the field, revealing bovine hooves.&nbsp; A tail like Nine's flicked behind her, swatting at an insect.&nbsp; Nine moved behind Alice, as if afraid of the big cow-woman.&nbsp; But the farmer just smiled.&nbsp; "How can we help you dears?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 20:42:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice held Nines held comfortingly, returning the other smile before explaining their situation. "Nine and myself are supposed to be meeting 'Her Most Sable Majesty' but the troll at the bridge is demanding food or gold for passage and - well - considering I'm a player I really didn't come prepared for that situation, but he said that something would perhaps be able to be worked out here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 21:18:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cow-farmer grinned.&nbsp; "He did, did he?&nbsp; I guess he was tired of people turning to the billy goat for help.&nbsp; Nobody enjoys having lawyers sicced on them.&nbsp; Well, you and the little one look like you could use some lunch.&nbsp; We can put her in the barn with something nice to munch on while we eat in the farmhouse and talk about what we might be able to share for that silly troll."&nbsp; She turns and heads over to the house, tail swaying behind her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 00:46:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice turned to Nine, ruffling her hair a bit with a smile. "See Nine? She's kind, we'll both get a bite to eat, you can rest while me and the lady discuss, and we'll be on our way in no time!" She then followed the lady farmer, getting Nine set up in a stall with fresh water and food - Alice carefully removing the gag and letting her work her jaw before leaving the card to her meal and following her tell companion to the main house.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 16:54:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine looked like she was going to say something when the gag came out, but then clearly thought better of it when the food arrived&nbsp; With her hands manacled behind her back, she was forced to lean over and stick her face in the bowl, like a beast at a trough, but that didn't seem to slow her down at all, and soon she was happily munching away.&nbsp; <br><br>The farmer, who introduced herself as Babs, led Alice into the farmhouse, a thatched-roof, broad cottage, very homey, but also clearly made for creatures taller than Alice.&nbsp; The sturdy furniture of the kitchen made Alice feel like a child, and when she climbed into a chair, her feet dangled above the floor.&nbsp; <br><br>Babs set out a broad spread of fresh rye rolls with honey and butter studded with caraway seeds, slices of smoked fish, big fat raspberries, and a tall mug of milk.&nbsp; Sitting across from Alice, she invited the girl to eat.&nbsp; "Now, tell me what the troll told you, exactly?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 00:41:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice felt almost like a doll in the chair, giving the kindly Babs a smile as she took a sip of the creamy milk before carefully quoting the bridge troll. "Verbatim, he mentioned 'Gold's good.&nbsp; Something to eat is good. Something of value.&nbsp; Something nice.' and 'There's a farmhouse some ways up river.&nbsp; Maybe you can get something from them' then threatened to eat us both." she took a bit of fish, as if to punctuate her point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 20:15:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The milk is rich and thick, with a pleasantly sweet flavor that coats Alice's tongue.&nbsp; It's so much heartier and far more delicious than the watery stuff she used to seeing in uniform plastic jugs at the grocery store.&nbsp; "Sounds like our neighbor is hungry.&nbsp; Well, hungry is a problem we're good at solving here!"&nbsp; She sits down, pouring herself a large pint of milk and a plate slightly larger than Alice's as she digs in.&nbsp; Babs is well-mannered, but at the same time, it's clear the bovine woman takes eating, and clearly every aspect of food, extremely seriously.&nbsp; "I assume you're trying to get to court, then?&nbsp; You shouldn't rush.&nbsp; You'll need more than just a nine to win."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>22-04-2012, 22:45:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not in a rush per say, just concerned what a queen'll do if I'm not punctual." she gave Bab's a wide smile, eating a few bites or the delicious spread before asking a question.<br><br>"Say, what do trolls eat any how? I'm assuming this isn't the first time someones come with an issue of the creature?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>22-04-2012, 22:55:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, trolls are anyvores.&nbsp; They'll eat just about anyone," replied Babs, refilling Alice's mug with more of the milk.&nbsp; "But we should find something here that will satisfy him.&nbsp; I could bake a cake, for instance.&nbsp; Everyone loves cake."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 23:58:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"'Anyone....how lovely, non-discriminate eaters." she smiled a bit, nodding at the idea of a cake as Babs had a point. "I'd be more than willing to help out. I've done a little baking in my day."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 00:28:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course, dear.&nbsp; But eat now.&nbsp; Don't know when you'll get another good, home-cooked meal.&nbsp; The food they serve in court looks pretty, but you never know what's in it."<br><br>As the two of them finished the meal, the thick milk seemed to settle warm and heavy in Alice's tummy.&nbsp; A languid sense of peace stole through her, making her limbs and eyelids heavy.&nbsp; She could barely suppress a yawn, and to her shock, she found herself tired enough to take a nap, though it was barely past noon.&nbsp; Babs stood up and walked behind Alice, rubbing her shoulders, and then her temples with strong, broad fingers.&nbsp; "Feeling sleepy, dear?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 01:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Odd, suddenly I feel so sleepy...' she unconsciously leaned back against the larger woman, her feline ears relaxing and tail twitching slowly. She tried to untangle her thoughts but the ever pressing exhaustion prevented that.<br><br>"Dear me, I am so sorry...I guess dealing with that troll and all took it out of me." she yawned again, wide enough that her hand barely covered her mouth before mumbling softly.<br><br>"My gosh, I'm so sorry...I feel so rude.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 05:10:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice struggled for wakefulness.&nbsp; She'd been asleep, though she couldn't remember falling asleep.&nbsp; Her nose was filled with the scent of hay and oats.&nbsp; She was in a barn.&nbsp; Her ears were filled with the sounds of a girl, nearby, moaning.&nbsp; Or was she lowing like a cow?&nbsp; It was hard to tell.&nbsp; Her own hair had been pulled back into a ponytail high atop her head, and she was naked, bent over, her belly and forehead supported by soft, padded beams, her legs splayed wide and cuffed in place, her tail cuffed up exposing her bottom and sex, and her wrists cuffed in the small of her back.&nbsp; And her breasts were aching, feeling full and heavy, protesting for release, though they were hanging free beneath her body.&nbsp; Blinking her sleepy eyes and looking at the straw-strewn floor, Alice heard Babs say, "Good girl.&nbsp; You had a lot of milk built up, didn't you?&nbsp; Almost done now, I think."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 05:20:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her first thought upon waking were not those that one in her situation would expectation. No fear, no anger, no panic. Just one though as she writhed a bit in a sorry attempt to get comfortable. <br><br>'Well this is awkward.'<br><br>She tried to remember how she got here, why she was tied up and bent over in the nude. But nothing came to mind...she remember apologizing for her sudden fatigue, and then waking here. She wondered why her breasts ached so, why they felt so heavy. Sure, she was busty but this felt mush different. She licked her lips, trying the removed the uncomfortable sensation of their dryness as she tried in vain to look for the face that match that voice, her voice a bit weak from rest.<br><br>"Babs...? Where am I? What's going on?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 05:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice could lift her head, but a strap across her back, just below her shoulders, kept her bent over.&nbsp; Looking to her left, she could see Nine, bent and strapped up just like she was, though a strange box on a frame covered Nine's breasts.&nbsp; The box was making odd, slurping noises, and a pair of hoses descended from it to a large jug below.&nbsp; Nine's eyes were rolling up into her head and she was moaning (or lowing) loudly and lustily.&nbsp; Babs was there, stroking Nine's back.&nbsp; She smiled at Alice.<br><br>"Don't worry, dear, you're next."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 06:19:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Those words did noting to ease her confusion, watching as Nine seemed to be mooing(?) in pleasure. At least she prayed it was pleasure, knowing she'd never forgive herself if she let harm befall on the sweet girl-creature - especially after remembering Nines initial resistance when the farm house had come into their view earlier. Babs didn't seem to be malicious, especially as she kindly petted the card.<br><br>"Next...next for what?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 06:26:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why, to be milked, of course," she replied.&nbsp; "We'll keep little 9s milk for us, but yours will go into the cake."&nbsp; She stroked Nine's back.&nbsp; "This poor little dear could hardly wait anymore.&nbsp; You were just bursting, weren't you, precious?"&nbsp; Nine's glazed eyes kinda-sorta focused on Babs briefly, before she went back to mewling.&nbsp; Winking, Babs added, "Just be thankful we didn't need any more eggs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 06:33:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So she not in pain? Thank goodness." She was keeping a relatively normal - kinda - converstaion for the situation at hand. "So all Nines are cow...er...providers of milk? But I've never had kids, so how can I have milk? Won't mine be different since I'm human?" she paused for a moment, letting the last comment sink in.<br><br>"I don't think I want to know where eggs come from."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 15:51:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Many Nines are, but not all.&nbsp; But your Nine has been with us before, haven't you, sweetpea?" she crooned, patting the mooing girl's bottom.&nbsp; Nine seemed a bit too far gone to understand what's being said around her.&nbsp; The girl was panting heavily and drooling a bit, shoulders and hips twisting in counter-point as if she were trying to grind her breasts into the box.&nbsp; <br><br>"And you should be nice and full of milk by now, thanks to drinking mine.&nbsp; It's a little additive we add in to help girls like you out in that.&nbsp; I'm sure you can feel them complaining about being overly full already?"&nbsp; And Alice could, the dull ache growing into an insistent need, the call of release suddenly taking on more specific form in her heavy breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 03:48:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She seemed apprehensive when we were coming up the river..." the statement was more of a question as a shift for comfort caused her breasts to sway, the milk laden flesh of her chest pulling a low moan from the bound girl. She could feel her breath become heavier, the room around her hotter in her growing need. This was a feeling unlike anything she'd had before, and she couldn't deny her desire for release or her internal confusion for why she was being milked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 20:37:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nine stayed with us a long time.&nbsp; She got her tail and horns here, didn't you dear?" cooed Babs, her hand sliding down Nine's ass to stroke the moist lips beneath her tail.&nbsp; Nine lowed more loudly, her hips rolling and sliding, pushing her sex into Babs' hand.&nbsp; "So she's a little nervous.&nbsp; After all, if she goes far enough this way, she might just turn into a cow entirely.&nbsp; But don't worry, dear, one more milking won't tip you over the edge.&nbsp; And if we hurry, we'll be done before my husband comes home."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 22:21:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Was...was she originally a player? I've been gaining appendages myself and admit to being concerned..." she was trying her best to ignore the increasing pressure in her chest, breathing deeply to try and stave off the intense need that was filling her the longer she waited. She had a feeling Babs was a kindly woman after all, and didn't really fear her or anything - but still she was nervous and aching in new ways.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 00:05:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not sure," admits Babs.&nbsp; "She may have just wandered in lost.&nbsp; It happens sometimes, people turn left instead of right, and then they are here."&nbsp; Nine's whimpers are rising in pitch and volume to moans as Babs starts to finger her vigorously.&nbsp; <br><br>"And if you don't want more, we'd best get you out before my husband comes home.&nbsp; I'm afraid he'd be tempted to just fuck the feline right out of you.&nbsp; I think you look very cute, though, so I wouldn't worry too much."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 00:39:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For some reason the comment of her looking 'cute' brought a blush to her already flushed face. However the comment of that those who got lost may become cards brought more curiosity, as well as the comment of Bab's husband. Babs, though very lovely, was a very tall woman and she could only wonder how large her absent husband was. She flicked her eyes to the lust ridden form of Nine, watching as she moaned and rocked back into Babs touch with a passion that she didn't know the card had and wondered in turn what was in store for herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 21:57:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine bucked and shivered in the harness, faster and harder, her moans suddenly devolving into a loud groan that seemed to rise from her hooves and roll through her entire body.&nbsp; And as it trailed off, the girl went utterly limp and panting.&nbsp; The slurping sounds that had been coming from the box shielding her tits from view softened and then vanished.&nbsp; Babs leaned down and pulled the hose running from the box to the jar beneath and stuck her finger in the jar.&nbsp; It came out coated with thick, creamy milk.&nbsp; Tasting it Babs nodded happily.&nbsp; "Nice and thick.&nbsp; Nine is coming along nicely.&nbsp; Becky will probably want to churn this into butter, it's so rich."&nbsp; <br><br>She then unstrapped the box from Nine, gently lowering it.&nbsp; The cow-girl's breasts emerged looking damp, the nipples thick, still somewhat stiff, and cherry-red.&nbsp; Looking into the box itself, Alice could see it was filled with a pink, jello-like substance, jiggle and slightly translucent, with a pair of depressions in it where, clearly, Nine's breasts had fit just moments before.&nbsp; "Your turn," said Babs, turning around to carry the box over to Alice.&nbsp; Nine hung limp on her frame, looking utterly spent and possibly even unconscious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 22:26:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice was filled with battling emotions, nervous for the unfamiliar situation but longing for relief as her breasts hung heavy and aching below her. She gave the gel-filled box a concerned look with raised eyebrows, her heart racing as Babs approached with a smile the was no less than kind and friendly. A small part of her felt the urge to flee, but the rest of her knew she was tied down and going no where - as well as that if she didn't relieve the fullness of her on chest that she might well go mad. So that in mind all she could really do was trust the bovine woman, ears twitching with nervous anticipation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 00:17:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Babs lifted the box so that it engulfed Alice's heavy breasts.&nbsp; The gel was soft, warm, and somehow both sticky and slippery.&nbsp; Babs secured the box in place, and Alice could feel the way it squished her breasts making the needy ache in them grow stronger.&nbsp; "This will feel a little odd at first," said Babs, positioning a fresh, empty jug under Alice.&nbsp; "But it'll start feeling really good soon."&nbsp; She adjusted something, and suddenly Alice's breasts were no longer squeezed, but cradled.&nbsp; And then a ripple ran through the gel, caressing down Alice's breasts, massaging them all the way down to gently and briefly squeeze her nipples.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 00:41:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The initial application of the box brought a doleful moan from the young Alice, the pressure adding to the ache and need in her heaving bosom. Having now lost the panic that come with waiting, all she wanted was relief. Bab's words very hazy in her ears as the machine sprung to life, the tight squeezing of her bosom lessening to something like a firm caress, the rippling substance that held her running down her soft flesh to her nipples already beginning to grow taut with anticipation. It felt...odd, to be exact. Not unpleasant at all, just different at first. She gave Bab's a look that conveyed that thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 01:05:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Babs smiled and petted Alice's hair and ears gently.&nbsp; "Just relax, girl, and let it do its work."&nbsp; The caresses of the box grew stronger, and the pressure grew stronger as well.&nbsp; Alice's nipples crinkled to stiffness, her breasts feeling twice as sensitive as normal, the massaging both pleasureful and maddening.&nbsp; <br><br>And then one rolling caress ends with a firm gripping on her left nipple, a tug and a squeeze.&nbsp; The sensation feels so good it fills Alice's eyes with stars, and she can feel the milk squirt out.&nbsp; And then, just as she's recovering from that, the right one is tugged, milked, and then released.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 01:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice was bordering the edge of frustrated tears when it happened, the rolling pressure ending with a tug, a squeeze, and then absolute near-blinding rapture. <br><br>"Gods!"<br><br>She gasped deeply as a pleasurable shiver coursed down her spine, moaning almost immediately as that delicious release literally poured from her again. And again. And again. They'd barely began the milking process and already she was in absolutely ecstasy, hips wriggling as she gasped and moaned, unable to sit still under the consistent sensation assaulting her.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 01:55:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There, see?" chuckled Babs.&nbsp; "Much better, yes?"&nbsp; She slapped Alice's ass hard once, and her whole body tensed with the shock of the blow, the milk streaming from her nipples in a strong spurt.&nbsp; "You can see why Nine enjoyed her time with us, I'm sure."&nbsp; Petting Alice's hair, she cooed, "Now go ahead and moo for me, little cow.&nbsp; Just a little moo..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 02:09:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned long and hard at the striking sensation of Bab's hand against her rear, the sharp pain mingling with the consistent pleasure of the box's ministrations to send bolts of desire to her belly, feeling her sex began to truly begin to swell with need and grow wet. She took a shuddering breath in her recovery, Babs demand floating through her head. The idea of mooing embarrassed her, but at this point she'd do anything the woman asked. She released what was supposed to be a timid bovine low for the other, lengthened heartily as a moan was pulled from her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 17:43:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Babs laughed as the moo grew louder and lustier, and Alice thought she could hear a giggle from Nine as well, but focusing long enough to concentrate on her surroundings became a greater challenge by the moment, as the milking box alternated its squeezes, moving back and forth, tugging at her nipples and caressing her breasts.&nbsp; It only gets worse when Babs drops her hand down to Alice's dampening pussy.&nbsp; "Oh, you do like this, don't you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 01:09:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel her breath catch as Babs brought her hand to the further dampening folds of her sex, wiggling her hips in effort to get closer as her mind further filled with the delicious motions of the machine against her breasts. She'd never felt so much continual pleasure, especially centered around her bust. With every squeeze of her nipples she grew wetter and more wanting, her brain to addled to speak - leaving her only to moan and whimper as she writhed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 01:53:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now you're getting into it, girl.&nbsp; Just like that, that's it..." encouraged Babs, her fingers now stroking at Alice's damp folds, but avoiding her clit, just lightly stroking the swell of her petals.&nbsp; "What do you think, Nine?&nbsp; Should we buy this one if she goes for sale?&nbsp; Oh, you're right, taste her milk first..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 02:21:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once again mention of her purchase was being tossed about, but she couldn't bring herself to care between the box's motions and Babs' teasing touch. It felt like she was on fire, heat licking deep within her the longer this went on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 02:26:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And then Babs fingers were stroking across her clit, teasing the hungry little nub out from its hood to push greedily against Babs' broad but agile fingers, the cow-girl rubbing Alice expertly, until the fire roared into an inferno, and the sensations in her breasts grew stronger by the stroke, and the frame creaked under Alice as her motions grew more frantic and wanton.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 02:53:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her moans became cries as the dueling pleasures of the massaging box and the attention to her throbbing, needy clit clashed with a fury. All she could do was arch and shudder at Babs' touch, tears of pleasure and need streaming down her face as her mind was wiped of everything but the need for total release. She knew she must almost literally be dripping from the heat of her arousal, feeling her muscle contract as she was set on edge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 03:03:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And then Babs shoved a thick finger inside the shuddering Alice, and then a second, the two strong digits spreading the girl and caressing her insides, exploring for the most sensitive spots that would push Alice over the edge.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 03:14:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as Babs began to move her fingers within her Alice was done for. The girl began to moved her hips as much as she could into Bab's touch, her cries of desire bellowing as she felt wave after intensifying wave of pleasure rolled through her. It was as if she was riding an orgasm that wouldn't end, her walls contracting tight around the others exploring fingers as she continued to writhe and shudder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 03:24:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The fierce pleasures ravage Alice's body, scouring away thought and memory and self until only a bestial instinct remains, and then even that is consumed by a swift but gentle darkness that veils the girl completely.<br><br>When she returns to herself, she's being cradled in Nine's arms, the cow-girl gently stroking Alice's hair.&nbsp; They're sprawled across a pile of hay, and both of the girls smell of sweat and sex and sweet milk.&nbsp; Alice's tits are aching, both nipples still somewhat erect, and she knows they must be glowing red, they feel so feverishly hot.<br><br>Nine kisses Alice's brow.&nbsp; "Awake, Mistress?" she whispers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 03:35:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything is hazy in those first few moments of wakefulness, the only things reaching through the fog of her mind being the scent of their bodies, musky but sweet, and the dull ache of her breasts - nipples especially throbbing and hot. It's actually the cool press of Nines kiss that clears her mind, the girl voice coming as a surprise.<br><br>"N-Nine?" she moaned a bit, shifting where she was still in the cards embrace, but was sitting up a bit more. "What happened? Wait..." She turned to face Nine, eyes wide with surprise. "You can talk! I thought...but Claire...the gag! I'm so sorry!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 03:57:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine giggled.&nbsp; "No need, Mistress.&nbsp; Claire is right, I can be whiney and mooey all the time, especially if I haven't had a proper milking in a while.&nbsp; Babs husband put a lot of his seed in me, and while I didn't get knocked up, I'm pretty bovine now."&nbsp; She nuzzled Alice's hair.&nbsp; "But I'll be a good card for a few days.&nbsp; If we're still together, though, after that, you'll want to muzzle me again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 04:03:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're a good card either way Nine." she twisted to hug the bovine girl, releasing her after a moment to look around the barn with inquisitiveness. "So how long was I out, and why are we still in the barn?" No sooner had the question left her mouth did something Nine said click and another spilled forth. "So it's the semen that's giving me extra bits?" Her ear flicked as almost to emphasis her point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 04:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Actually, I think it's the orgasms, but the semen seems to help," she said.&nbsp; "A few of us wanted to test it out with a pair of girls, just to be sure.&nbsp; But there does seem to be a thing where the one who's been here longer gives traits to the newcomer.&nbsp; So if you and I did it enough, I might give you cow traits.&nbsp; But that's all theory.&nbsp; We haven't really been able to test it out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 04:21:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That...actually a really intriguing notion." She took a moment to pat her head, knowing that since she already had a tail another one wasn't probable. Happy with her lack of new parts she turned another question onto the sweet card. "Is that why you were nervous when we were coming here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 04:32:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A little, yes.&nbsp; I've... well, have you <em>ever</em> experienced anything like being milked, Mistress?&nbsp; I mean, can you imagine what it would be like getting that <em>every day</em>?!?&nbsp; It's an addictive experience, if you get it enough.&nbsp; And I'm oh sooo close to needing it a lot, like Babs does."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 05:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought about it, nodding vehemently at the thought of having to be milked every day. She could see the addictive allure of those mind blowing sensations, already feeling ever so vaguely deflated that she'd never experience it again. "I can understand that...so, um...what do we do now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 08:02:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I recommend a bath.&nbsp; Then we should get dressed and hopefully by then, Babs will have our cake finished.&nbsp; If we're lucky, this will all happen before her husband gets home."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 08:10:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm starting to wonder if I should be scared of this mysterious husband..." she stood carefully, a bit wobbly for a moment before reaching down to help nine to her feet as well. "So I'm assuming you know where both a bath and our clothes are? Because I'm rather clueless..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 18:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling, Nine shrugged.&nbsp; "Well, I know a spot to wash, down by the river," she says.&nbsp; "Our clothes will be hanging nearby in the barn for us, or they ought to be.<br><br>"As for the husband, I'm afraid he'd not be able to resist me, and probably not you, either.&nbsp; If we're still here when he arrives, you'll probably be late to see the Queen.&nbsp; And have horns when you do it, to," she added with a grin and playful flap of her bovine ears.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 18:57:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I reckon cat ears and cow horns might not watch very wel..." Alice laughed, ruffling Nines hair affectionatly as they headed for the exit. "Then lets get ourselves washed and ready, shall we? We still have much to do!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 19:18:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine nodded in agreement, hopping to her feet.&nbsp; "Have you given any thought as to how you're going to get more cards, Mistress?&nbsp; I'm sure a single Nine won't be enough."&nbsp; She lead the way out of the barn and down to the river.&nbsp; A small pool had been built there, near the bank of the river, with a little sluce gate to let water into it, and linked with stones to make an outdoor pool.&nbsp; A shelf of stones and bricks on the edge of the pool held towels, soaps, shampoos, bathing salts, and other bath stuff.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 19:50:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I guess that's the tricky part." she followed Nine with an impressed look at the bathing pool. "Very nice...anyway, I'm assuming I have to help people or find cards to get them so I guess I'm going to look for more and hope for the best." She eased into the water, reaching back to offer Nine a hand into it as well. "Unless you know of any other way, that's literally my only idea."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 19:52:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, that and steal them from other players, but that's kinda mean and hard to do." said Nine, stepping into the pool to join Alice.&nbsp; She sank into the water with a happy little moo.&nbsp; "It feels so good, but makes me so sore," she groans, massaging her breasts.&nbsp; "And sticky!&nbsp; You want anything in the water, Mistress?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 20:05:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm content with anything you choose, Nine, I just want to feel clean again!" she knew exactly how the card felt, her own breasts still softly throbbing from earlier. Her nipples where still very red and a bit warm to the touch, the water soothing them to a degree but not completely. She took a moment to submerge herself as Nine added whatever she wished, resurfacing with a happy sound not unsimilar to the 'mur' of a cat.<br><br>"So nice...Nine, if you wet your hair I'll wash it for you." She offered, looking at the offered shampoos on the stone shelf.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 20:24:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine had sprinkled in some salts that smelled faintly of lavender. "Oh, that would be lovely.&nbsp; Um, peppermint or orangeblossom if they have it, Mistress." She ducked under the water then rose up after a moment, water streaming from her ears and horns.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 20:36:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As you wish." Alice quipped sweetly, ready with a thick peppermint scent substance in her hands as Nine came back up. She sang softly to herself as she lathered Nine's hair, taking care around her ears and horns. The scents of water of shampoo mingled in the air, creating a calming atmosphere around the two girls.<br><br>"Hey Nine?" she ventured as she finished, letting the other rinse her hair as she choose a rose scent to wash her own hair "How did did you end up here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 20:47:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I'm sure you know the story: carnival comes to town, you buy a ticket, things get weirder the deeper you go, but instead of being scared you get intrigued?&nbsp; My girlfriend and I actually begged and pleaded to be let into the funhouse because they were closing soon, if you can believe it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 20:57:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				she could not deny the familiarity of the story, nodding before dipping back to rinse the hair as she spoke. "I saw a girl and an odd man in a mask talking. They went in but before disappearing into the darkness he turned back and winked at me. Next thing I knew I was here, after a rough ride as I'm sure you know." there was a bit of humor in her voice, sitting up to ring the sweet smelling water from her hair.<br><br>"But what happened to your friend?" The question was quiet, almost as if she worried about the response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 21:09:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Last I saw, she was a red knight's pony on the chess side of things," she said.&nbsp; "She's actually a lot deeper into this than I am just yet, but I'll probably never get out at this point.&nbsp; Still, we're lucky. I've seen far worse.<br><br>"And the old man: top hat, long nose on the mask, crazy frock-coat?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 21:21:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Unkempt orange hair? Indeed, I've ran into him already...he's the reason why I'm collecting cards and not playing chess I suppose." Feeling as if she was content and clean, she made her way out of the tub. She was drying herself off as she continued, her voice getting a bit thoughtful.<br><br>"I think Claire mentioned something about his being interested in my, I don't quite remember.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 22:16:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, that's not good," said Nine.&nbsp; "He's...&nbsp; well, he doesn't really run things.&nbsp; More kinda... facilitates?&nbsp; Um, encourages?&nbsp; Still, he's got a lot of influence around here.&nbsp; All the courts listen to him, though some want to murder him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 22:21:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She groaned a bit, toweling off her legs as she mutter to the other. "I was afraid you were going to say something like that. Why would this fellow having anything out for me? I've never done anything to him!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 22:25:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sorry, are you asking me to explain this place, Mistress?&nbsp; Maybe it's the color of your hair, or the the way you pronounce your L's or it's because he had eggs with bacon for breakfast instead of bacon with his eggs." She climbed out of the pool herself.&nbsp; "But if you want to be free of him, you need to win the game.&nbsp; And you know the odds always favor the house."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 22:30:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wrapped a clean towel around Nine shoulders, reflecting on her comments as she wondered what to do with her own towel, damp in her hand. "Didn't mean to offend, Nine...but you are right, I need at least another nine if I want to get out....though the experience has been all bad." she gave the card an affectionate smile, waiting for her to dry off as well before heading back to the barn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 22:36:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine giggled as she followed, tail frisking behind her. "Careful there, Mistress, or you'll end up like me, not wanting to get back home."&nbsp; In the barn, Alice found her clothing washed and hanging, including her bra, stockings, and panties, and her shoes set on a little stool.&nbsp; Nine's manacles, ball-gag, and unitard&nbsp; were also clean and waiting for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 22:43:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I haven't all that much to go back to if that ends up the case, but I've atleast got to try." She quickly dress in the clean clothes, feeling refresh if still a bit sore as she eyed the manacles and gag. "I know you said we don't need to gag for a few days, but are the manacles really needed? They make me feel like I'm a cruel slave master..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:18:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine giggled. "But you are a cruel slave master.&nbsp; Well, ok, not cruel, maybe.&nbsp; And no, they're not.&nbsp; They just keep me from taking the gag out."&nbsp; She dressed herself, wriggling into her leotard-like garment, then settling the bustle over her bottom.&nbsp; "Mistress Babs should have the cake done by now, I'm sure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:33:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She held the manacles and gag in her hand, using the other one to take Nine in her own as she nodded her head up toward the house. "Let's make hast, Nine, before we get stripped again!" Her voice was teasing as she led them towards Bab's home, a question hitting her mind so fast she didn't have time to stop it's decent from her lips.<br><br>"I wonder what my milk was like?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:52:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine snickered.&nbsp; "Be careful with that.&nbsp; Unless you want really, really big tits!"&nbsp; <br><br>Babs is in her kitchen, with a large cake, covered in white icing, cooling on the table.&nbsp; "Hello dears.&nbsp; None the worse for wear, I hope?&nbsp; Let me put the cake in a basket for you, and you'll be ready to go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:56:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave Nine a half grin as the entered the kitchen, turning to smile at Bab's and ogle the cake. "It looks fantastic Babs, thank you so much!" she shifted Nines restraints to the other hand, having let go of Nine to open the door earlier. Once again, she wonder what had become of the dairy she'd produced. "This should hush that troll up about food for sure!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:59:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, certainly," agreed Babs.&nbsp; "And I had enough milk from both of you buxom little cows to have some left over.&nbsp; I'm sure Nine's will make an excellent, creamy butter," she added, the words making Nine blush.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 06:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help but chuckle at Nine's flush, the girl being quite adorable at all times as is. "Well, I'm glad we could - er - help! It was quite the experience."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 06:07:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Babs chuckled.&nbsp; "Some who taste it never leave," she replied.&nbsp; "One of my sisters was like you once, long ago.&nbsp; She's been part of our farm ever since, though she wasn't trying to avoid the troll, as I recall.&nbsp; She was being chased by Cheshire," she says, grinning and wiggling her fingers at Alice's ears.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 06:20:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed lightly, her ears flicking in response. "Yeah, a certain hare seasoned me with fresh catnip to save his own hide and sent to to be hunted by said feline. Wasn't too long after that I met Hatta." she again wondered why, for lack of a better term, he was picking on her. Sure, Nina said it could be any little thing, but one would still wonder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 06:25:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And that's when you officially joined the game, hm?&nbsp; Well, good luck.&nbsp; But I won't complain if I see you again.&nbsp; Your milk has a lot of promise in it.&nbsp; Not bad at all for your first time."&nbsp; Babs carefully lays the cake in a large basket, then drapes a cloth over the basket to keep leaves and bugs off the cake.&nbsp; "But you shouldn't linger too long.&nbsp; My husband will be back soon, and if he catches you here, it'll be hours, if not tomorrow, before you leave."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 06:29:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh dear, then we should be off. It's been lovely Babs, thank you again for everything!" Alice took the offered weighty basket and once again, with a wave to the bovine woman, Nine and Alice were on their way back down the river to satiate the hunger of one annoying troll.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 06:31:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bridge was where they two women had left it, and the troll was climbing out onto it even as they approached.&nbsp; "Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell cake!&nbsp; Babs, yes?&nbsp; And fresh made!&nbsp; Gimme-gimme-gimme-gimme..."&nbsp; he demanded, all but dancing in anticipation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 06:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aye, a cake. For passage. Though, if it's all the same to you, I'd like to keep the basket." she handed him the delicious baked good, standing back quickly in case he was the type to bite the hand which feeds him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 06:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice (narrowly) kept her hand as the troll gobbled the entire cake in three bites!&nbsp; Crumbs sprinkled liberally through his fur, he waved the two women on, licking icing from his fingers with loud, smacking sounds.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 07:01:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She held the basket to her, hurrying past the gluttonous creature as the continued on their way to the Queen. As they walked she placed the restraints as well as the invitation in the procured carrier, wiping away a smear of icing from the edge to lick from her finger.<br><br>"So from the bridge we follow the river north to the apple orchard..." she wondered how long this would take and if they would make good time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 00:58:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It's two or three hours past noon when Alice and her Nine reach the apple orchard.&nbsp; Just as soon as they step into the shade, Alice hears a loud purring above her.&nbsp; Looking up, she sees a pair of familiar-looking feline eyes, a nose, whiskers, and a mouth.<br><br>"Well met, Alice.&nbsp; The tail is a lovely addition," mrowls Cheshire.&nbsp; "And Nine, you're looking as pretty as ever."&nbsp; Nine blushes furiously, but scuttles to shelter behind and very close to Alice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 04:09:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice reached back to comfort Nine, giving Chesh a honest smile - sure, he'd hunted her down and ravished her, but he wasn't a bad guy...er....feline.<br><br>"Well thank you Cheshire - a gift from the griffon! Though I'm surprised I'm not sporting a set of horns myself. What brings you this way, purpose or whimsy?" She gave him a little wink, her grin widening just a tad.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 04:11:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bit of both," he replied, his tail appearing to curl down from the branch he's lazing on and stroke your cheek.&nbsp; The air suddenly carries a hint of his scent across your nostrils.&nbsp; "I see you've only got Nine so far.&nbsp; You still in the game?&nbsp; I could tell you where to get some more cards if you'd like."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 04:20:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaned her cheek a bit into that soft motion, nodding a bit. "I only just got Nine today, the morning before leaving Claire's. I'm actually supposed to be meeting 'her royal sable majesty', but we got....er....detoured at the farm down the river for a bit. But I'm up for a card if I doesn't take too long - I mean, it's never good to keep royalty waiting."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 04:56:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just came from the farm with the cows?&nbsp; Oh, I need to hurry down there to see if there's any milk left," he purrs, licking his lips, ears materializing as they perk upward.<br><br>"As for cards, if you go through the orchard, on the far end is a lake, and not far into the lake I saw one sitting looking lost on a little island.&nbsp; Couldn't tell you what his number is, though.&nbsp; <br><br>"If you turn left and head to the rose garden, you'll pass another farm, this one run by a family of sheep.&nbsp; They probably have a card, but I don't know what they'd want in exchange for it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 23:04:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure if you ask nicely, she'll consider it.." she wrinkled her nose a bit with her teasing, but her eyes looked a bit concerned at the mention of the maroon card on an island. She gave Chesh a nodded of thanks. "Thanks Chesh, I think I'm going to check on that card on the island before looking into that farm. Thank you again for your help"<br><br>Alice give him a little wave with her fingers before making her way with Nine through the trees. Her steps were a bit faster, making sure the card could easily keep up, and after sometime a large lake came into view, the son hitting the water momentarily blinding her with its crystal brightness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 04:13:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The air has that fresh, clean scent it gets when it rolls off a freshwater lake, cutting the pleasant if ever so slightly cloying scent of the orchard.&nbsp; <br><br>A small island, maybe a hundred feet across, all sand and grass, lies not quite two Olympic-length pools away from the shore.&nbsp; Laying on his side, Alice can see a young man dressed, oddly enough, in an outfit very similar to Nine's.&nbsp; He looks to have the ears of a rabbit, and to be asleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 04:20:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice watched the femininely dressed man sleep on the shore, wondering if he was over there by his own desire or if somehow he was stuck there. She spoke to Nine in whispered tones, not sure as to why she felt the need to keep her voice low.<br><br>"So...Nine dear, how do you think I should go about doing this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 04:41:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um, dunno," she admitted.&nbsp; "I don't see a boat, but there has to a fisherman or something along the shore somewhere, right?&nbsp; But I'd not go swimming.&nbsp; Knowing this place, there's no telling what's in the water."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 04:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lord knows the last thing I need is to be taken by a amorous water creature and end up drowned..." she mutter, giving Nine a half smile before combing the area for something - anything! - that would get her across. She checked the immediate area before walking with Nine to follow the shoreline in hopes of someone with either a boat or an answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 04:54:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was lots of driftwood and the like on the shore, some of it larger logs Alice could use to float across, though it wasn't the distance that was so daunting as what might be under the surface.&nbsp; <br><br>The shore was sandy and soft, with the occasional shell half-buried in it.&nbsp; Some ways up the shore, Alice could see a little house, extending out into the water, and some distance towards the middle of the lake, a long rowboat where people were tossing a net into the water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 05:01:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You were right Nine! Looks like a fishing family, hopefully they'll help..." a thought crossed mind mind, turning to raise an eyebrow at the girl, "..unless he's their card to begin with." she sighed a bit before shrugging. "Though I guess we won't know until we ask..." and with that she hurried to the area of shore near the others and waved for their attention, speaking what she was hoping was loud enough to hear without disturbing the fish as she approached.<br><br>"Um, hello? I hate to be a bother, but I was wondering if we could possibly have some help?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 01:14:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A woman dressed in Gibson Girl fashion stepped out of the house and smiled.&nbsp; Even though there was still some distance between her and Alice, she could see the woman had the head of an otter.&nbsp; "Hello!" she waved back.&nbsp; "What seems to be the trouble?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 01:21:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her voice adjusted in volume as she neared, smiling at the otter lady as she reflected on how adorable she was. "Well I'm a player so to speak and saw a card asleep of the island, and I was wondering if he was yours and if not if you could aid me in collecting him?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 01:34:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The island back the way you came?&nbsp; Oh poor dear, that's not good at all," she fretted, wiping her paws in her apron.&nbsp; "There's a giant anemone that lives beneath that island that will attack anyone who gets near it.&nbsp; I wonder how the card even got there?<br><br>"But it's not ours, dear, no not at all.&nbsp; As for help, I'd be glad to, only, I don't know how we'll get past the anemone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 01:38:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A....anemone...that attacks? how on earth could he had gotten there alive!" She shared the otter lady's concerned look, biting her thumb nail in thought as she tried to figure something out. This place was certainly wrought with puzzles and traps it seemed. <br><br>"Well I can't just leave him there....I'm assuming it attacks boats? And is it...well...intelligent?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 01:48:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, it'll attack boats all right.&nbsp; As for intelligent, well, sort of.&nbsp; I mean, I've never heard it speak, but it's a clever beast, I assure you."&nbsp; She scratched at an ear.&nbsp; "What we'll need to do is distract it.&nbsp; Give it some food to munch on while you boat past it.&nbsp; You can handle a small rowboat between the two of you, I'm sure?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 01:54:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked to Nine for assurance before replying. "I think we can handle it, yes, the island wasn't to far off but will it be able to be distracted long enough to get there and back - and will the ripples from the boat distract from its distraction?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 02:01:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The otter woman frowned.&nbsp; "We'll just have to make sure you have enough food to go there and get back.&nbsp; But you shouldn't need to be in the water long, I wouldn't think.&nbsp; Just long enough to row there and then back, yes?"&nbsp; She was already walking back to her house as she chatted.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 05:19:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I should hope so, for our sake and his..." she rested a hand on Nine shoulder as she waited for further instruction, her mind trying to visualize a giant man-eating lake anemone. Secretly she hoped they could get the sleeping card onto the boat without waking him till they were safely back on shore.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 18:00:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good, good, good," said the otter-girl, turning to walk back to the house, her tail apparently hidden in her bustle.&nbsp; She pointed to a rowboat, freshly painted blue and red, lying upside down on the beach.&nbsp; "Get her rolled over and take some oars from the collection," she said, nodding to a stack of oars of various sizes and shapes leaning up against her house. "I'll get some food for the anemone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 20:21:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice nodded, working with Nine to flip over the wooden row boat before heading over to choose a set of oars that both the girls could handle. She looked to her card, voice soft "How do you think he got over there without ending up creature chow?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 05:41:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No idea," admitted Nine.&nbsp; "Maybe..."&nbsp; She gulped.&nbsp; "Maybe his previous owner did end up creature-chow and he only barely escaped?&nbsp; Or maybe he tripped his previous owner so he could escape?"&nbsp; She looks more than a little annoyed at the thought that a card would be so selfish.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 05:45:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well let's not jump to conclusions.." she soothed, stroking Nine's hair while awaiting the otter lady's return, wondering again about that odd little card "Maybe the creature doesn't like rabbit."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 06:47:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm just hoping it doesn't like cat or cow," replied Nine.&nbsp; <br><br>The otter woman returned carrying a large bucket, the smell reaching Alice and Nine before the woman&nbsp; did.&nbsp; "Fish heads," she said.&nbsp; "Should keep it busy for a while.&nbsp; Dump half on your way in, and then the rest on the way out."&nbsp; She lays the bucket into the boat.&nbsp; "Don't worry if&nbsp; a little water gets into the boat.&nbsp; She's sturdy, she'll keep floating no matter what, even if you put a hole in her as big as your head."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 07:08:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks ma'am...by them way I'm Alice, this is Nine and we really appreciate you help. We'll bring everything back as soon as possible!" They waved to her then, making their way with boat and chum to the shore across from the sleeping card, Alice taking a deep breath before nodding to no one in-particular as the boat was set to be cast out.<br><br>"Alright then...Nine, you pour and I'll row us out as fast as I can till you can help. On the count of three..."<br><br>Both girls got ready, Nine poised with the bucket and Alice prepared to push the boat.<br><br>"One..." they looked at each other, Nine starting to tilt the bucket.<br><br>"Two..." Alice squatted a bit to get a good stance and grip.<br><br>"Three!" She pushed with all her might, leaping into the boat as it hit the water and Nine began to pour roughly half of the nasty fish bits into the water. At this point Alice was already rowing madly, chanting 'row! row!' in her head as she'd heard in the dragon boat racing shows on television. She could see movement in the water where the heads had been pour, giving Nine an enthusiastic grin as they made their way to the other shore.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 08:36:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The boat leaped across the waves as Alice heaved on the oars.&nbsp; Suddenly, Nine let out a squeal of warning, moments before the boat suddenly lurched to a stop, sending both girls tumbling.&nbsp; The boat rocked from side to side in a motion that clearly had nothing to do with the chop of the lake, water sloshing over the sides and drenching both of them.&nbsp; Tentacles colored in rose and tinging towards a shocking violet at the tips began to curl over the sides of the boat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 08:47:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice's first reaction was to slap the creatures tentacles as if it was an unruly child reaching for a cookie. She could feel her heart racing her her chest as she tried to figure out what the could have done wrong, accidentally kicking the rest of their fish heads overboard in her attempt to right herself.<br><br>"Drat!!" She anxiously looked to see how far the shore was and if anyone saw their plight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 20:05:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Hmmm...&nbsp; so does she actually slap one of the tentacles?&nbsp; ;D )
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 23:00:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Ooo that grin is promising. We'll say yes :D )
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 01:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tentacle recoils as it's slapped, slinking back under the water, but even as it does so, Alice feels the creature's venom seep into her hand.&nbsp; The muscles go limp, unresponsive, even as her hand grows warm and tingles rather pleasantly, a trail of the light tingles moving slowly into her wrist and up her arm.<br><br>Meanwhile, other tentacles start grabbing at the sides of the boat, and its rocking grows even stronger, until both Alice and Nine are forced to clutch at the sides of the boat to keep from being tossed out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 02:43:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She muttered something intelligible that was probably curse words, trying to hide her peculiar injury from Nine as they were tossed about. Alice had never thought of her self as weak stomach but she could feel the wave of nausea threatening to take hold. She gave the card a look clearly displaying the deepest of apologies as she clung with one hand to the edge of the turbulently moving boat.<br><br>"I would say we should scream for help, but that might agitate it more!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 06:43:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyes wide, Nine yelped, "I can't think of anything better, Mistress!"&nbsp; The boat suddenly heaved, and the cow-girl went tumbling, head over heels, to collide with Alice, the poor card's breath whooshing out of her lungs and leaving her gasping and stunned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 06:49:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Nine landed into her she did her best to bring an arm to keep her from flailing further and getting hurt. Despite the uselessness of her hand her entire worry was for the cards, both of them, safety. Still gripping the wooden edge with whitened knuckles she took a deep breath, throwing her head back to bellow long and loud and desperately...<br><br>"HELP!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 07:14:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And with both of the girls, and thus all the weight, in the stern of the boat, the bow begins to rise, higher and higher, until it's clear the anemone intends to flip them over!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 07:20:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice was panicking, clinging Nine to her with her partially numbed forearm and upper arm as the both clung to the raising portion of the ship. She wondered if she could get Nine to the other shore before the creature could get her, calculating the possibilities while once again crying for help from anyone who might hear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 07:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And then the cool water of the lake swept over them both as the boat tipped up, blotting out the sun, but the tentacles didn't let it crash down, just held it up over them as other tentacles reached out.&nbsp; She could see one wrap around Nine's thigh, and the girl mooed in shock, eyes going wide.&nbsp; Another tentacle slapped across Alice's right breast, and the flesh under her clothing erupted into a shocking spasm of pleasant tingles and a flush of heat that penetrated deep inside her.&nbsp; Another wrapped about her waist, and again there was that combination of intense pleasures, tingling heat, and a sudden slack in her muscles, but, to her surprise, they were holding her up, keeping her head above water so she could breath, though she was now soaked, head to toe, in the splashing water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 02:40:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice didn't quite know what to make of the situation, initially struggling until the numbness made her think otherwise. She was confused at how pleasant those warm tingles felt, stirring warmer feelings in her stomach. Also, this creature was holding them aloft in the air, and despite being soaked they could breath - in fact the tentacles about her chest and wait were only holding her firmly enough to keep out of the water! She gave Nine a wide eyed stare that conveyed her confusion and - thought just a bit - relief. She licked her lips slowly before whispering to Nine.<br><br>"Do you think it likes playing with its food, or something completely different is going on here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 00:49:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know," admitted a clearly frightened Nine.&nbsp; "I just-" but whatever she was going to say got cut off by a sudden loud moan as one of the tentacles wrapped itself around her left breast.&nbsp; Nine's nipple almost immediately started peaking against her soaked, clinging garment as her eyes rolled up into her head.&nbsp; <br><br>The boat was suddenly tossed aside, momentarily blinding Alice with sunlight, but even that wasn't nearly so dazzling as the sudden spots that filled her vision as a tentacle tip stroked its way down her spine, starting at the nape of her neck and working down to her middle where she was being held.&nbsp; The anemone's aphrodisiac toxin sent brilliant flares of tingling heat blazing through her flesh, and her head fell back as the muscles in her neck went limp and unresponsive. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 00:56:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice had been in the midst of attempting to reach out to Nine when the boat had be tossed asunder and that tentacle run down her back in a nearly tender manner. She felt as if low flame was spreading inside of her, leaving rapidly moving pleasurable ripples in its wake. She felt her neck go limp against her wishes, her head falling back to look at an upside down shore with a mind muddled with both fear and an odd desire for...well, she wasn't sure. But she knew she wanted more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 01:06:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Another tentacle wrapped around Alice's right ankle, lifting it out of the water even as yet more stroked along the back of her calf, then around up the inside of her thigh, the fires of it rising to her loins, and she could feel her well pinch briefly in fear and anticipation.&nbsp; A ripping sound rose above the slap of the choppy water and Nine let out a lowing cry in which lust was clearly overtaking fear.&nbsp; A tentacle waved before Alice's eyes, then swung slowly down towards the cleavage of her dress, tracing its wicked touch down her breastbone, then across the exposed skin of her breasts, filling her eyes once more with brilliant suns of thundering pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 01:21:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment, a very brief one, she question how this creature knew what it was grabbing or where its appendages landed. However the sudden sear of passion bursting through her being broke those thoughts into pieces, a strangled cry ripping from her as the creature venom coursed through her in the form of overwhelming elysianal desire. She could feel her mind tearing itself between absolute panic and encompassing bliss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 04:03:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Briefly, Alice caught a glimpse of Nine.&nbsp; Her clothing had been torn off, and tentacles were wrapped around one thigh and one ankle, spreading her legs apart.&nbsp; Another tentacle, this one different from the rest, with a more bulbous tip, was positioning itself between her legs while a collection of them were lightly caressing Nine's heavy breasts, the erect nipples weeping milk.&nbsp; And then Alice felt another tentacle slither across her bottom, the venom easily penetrating her thin panties, the heat raging across her ass radiating in her her loins before it joined the tentacle slithering down her cleavage and between her breasts in ripping her dress in half, then pulling the torn, sodden material from her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 04:58:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She worried for Nine, hoping that no harm would come to her as a the card seemed to be lost in the arousal set forth by the anemones venom. She was having problems fighting that herself as the creature caresses over her bottom sent another wave of tingling warmth and adding to the throbbing need. She felt her heartbeat quicken as she felt the pressure of the tentacle stroking her lower portion crawl up to join the other at her chest, ripping the drenched fabric as it it was nothing more than tissue paper. She briefly mourned the loss of another outfit, the second in two days, but that was quickly lost as the air hit her skin, the coolness bringing goose bumps the her already over stimulated flesh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 21:25:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her bra was next to go, and then a quartet of tentacles was stroking and fondling her soft globes, or playfully slapping at them, which sent a feverish wave racing through her flesh in the wake of the brief, sharp sting.&nbsp; Another tentacle traced lazy circles across her belly, slipping down to grip at her panties and tug the wet satin and lace down her thighs, until the material was tightly stretched as other tentacles grabbed at her ankles and thighs and forced them apart.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 22:42:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Those small pops against the soft skin of her breasts sent sharp gasps from the girl, her mind still wanting to struggle but the absolute slackness of most of her limbs and the aphrodisial addling of her senses from the venom preventing from her doing much more than slightly writhing in the creature firm grasp. She bit her lip as she felt the sodden material of her panties slide down her thighs, the material growing taught as her legs were pried as far as the fabric would allow. She released a strangled cry mixed with fright and lust as the tentacles manipulated her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>16-05-2012, 02:57:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nine was moaning and lowing out of sight somewhere, but apparently lust had completely conquered fear, beyond one brief, shocked squeal that only briefly interrupted her wanton noises.&nbsp; Moments later, Alice could feel something bulbous and smooth nudging at her inner thighs, sending strong shocks of pleasure into her limbs as it slowly bumped its way to her loins.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>16-05-2012, 03:26:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alice's breath was coming out in rough pants, her legs absolutely quivering with a combination of both fear and wanting, with the wanting quickly take over any other quarrelsome emotion that might try to pop up. If she was able, her hands would have been held tight in fists but as it was all she could do was moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 04:00:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And then the thing was pushing inside her, and those tingles were filling her sex, making it come alive in ways she'd never felt before.&nbsp; The shock of it was potent enough that even her limp limbs suddenly spasmed and twitched.&nbsp; The thing pushed deep inside her, leaving a trail of its venom in her most intimate cave, before it began to swirl and explore, caressing her playfully, clearly not wanting to leave even the most tiny crevice of her vagina untouched.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 04:13:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Natural instinct fought against wanton lust, with the latter clearly winning as Alice's bond begin to shiver against the delicious intrusion and her entire being jerk at the heavy ripple of tingling that made its way to her loins. She could feel her folds begin to drip quite heavily with her nectar, long carrying moans drifting from her mouth as she was teased and played with by the creature.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 20:13:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Squeals were erupting from Nine now, and the fear seemed to have completely left her voice now, utterly replaced by lust.&nbsp; Tentacles curled around Alice's bare breasts, spiraling thick limbs at the base to delicate and slender tips at her nipples, squeezing and massaging as if she were back in the milking machine.&nbsp; The bulbous invader rolled and rippled as it began to slide in and out of her heated, tingling pussy, working its delicious venom into her loins.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 23:42:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vividly colored stars begin to flash in front of her eyes as she was so easily manipulation by the creature writing appendages. Her last though not addled by lust or desire was if this is why the Leporidaen boy was sleeping so soundly on the shore.<br><br>The numbing quality of the venom had brought her a strange type of hungered frustration, wanting to move against and rock her his into the thick tentacle currently plundering the depths of her dripping folds. Her breasts tingled and burned deliciously beneath the rolling pressure wrapped around them, the stiffened peaks of her nipples harden to a point of near pain from her growing need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 19:59:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The creature began to fuck in her in earnest now, making up for her lack of motion by rocking her body, pulling her down on its girth even as it thrust forward.&nbsp; Her limbs, flopping helplessly, Alice could feel the lust rising with shocking speed, her body expertly pleasured by the combination of so many tentacles and the strange creature's venom.&nbsp; And the tentacles were everywhere: caressing her ears and scalp, brushing at her toes, curling around her ankles and thighs, sliding across her hips and along her spine.&nbsp; <br><br>Nine shrieked out in climax, the cry escaping in a long, drawn out howl that seemed far larger than the girl's frame seemed capable of producing.&nbsp; Alice could feel her own climax approaching with shocking swiftness, and it arrived with the sudden ferocity of a crashing wave, sweeping all else before it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>09-06-2012, 00:34:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All though Alice was wrapped in an all encompassing passion a part of her took notice how tender the creature actually was, supporting her in a way that her limpness would cause discomfort later and filling that frustrating need to move against it’s rough and intoxicating movements by moving her body for her. She was in absolute ecstasy as every inch of her on fire with the hot tingle the venom produced. Tentacles of varying thickness ran across her figure, caressing and stroking whatever they could touch making what should have been a horrific nightmare something more intimate.<br><br>These feelings and more couple with the thrust and stroke is what set off an earth-shattering release, the young girl crying out mindless in her desire and the nectar of her venom-swollen folds streamed down her legs and the creatures thrusting appendage, the tentacle around her waist making up for the bucking her body natural wished to do as stars and whiteness flashed before her eyes.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 20:52:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The thickness inside Alice suddenly rippled and split open, like a blossoming flower, hundreds of soft tendrils stroke her pussy walls gently, triggering further orgasms and aftershocks, leaving the girl dazed and quaking.&nbsp; <br><br>An unknown time later, she was gently placed on soft, warm sand, her exhausted body, still thrumming with pleasure, splayed out where soft waves lapped at her toes and a warm sun beamed down from above.&nbsp; Puffy white clouds skudded across a blue sky.&nbsp; Nine lets out a soft moan as she's placed nearby.&nbsp; That was followed by some soft splashing and the waves tickling Alice's toes splashed up to her shins, then settled down again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 05:13:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took Alice several minutes to regain her senses, the nerves humming pleasantly as the feeling and movement returned to her limbs. The sun warmed water licking at her feet relaxing, but she knew she had business to tend to.<br><br>"Nine..." her voice's hoarseness surprised her into pause, clearing her throat carefully before continuing. "Nine? Dear, are you alright?" Carefully, she pushed herself to sitting up. The world around her spun just a touch before settling down, turning to look at Nine with a sheepish expression. "Have I sprouted any tentacles?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ia!</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 20:38:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Muh?" asked the bovine girl, blinking.&nbsp; Her glassy eyes took a moment to focus on you.&nbsp; "Uh... don't see any." She forced herself up on her elbows.&nbsp; She didn't appear to have sprouted any tentacles either, though her nethers were a mess of purple syrup.<br><br>"Are you two ok?" asked a voice from behind Alice.&nbsp; The boy she'd seen before, the one trapped on the island, came down to join them.&nbsp; He had sandy blond hair, large hazel eyes and yes, a pair of tall, white rabbit ears pushing up through the thatch of straw-like hair.&nbsp; The cut of his outfit made only slight allowances for his masculinity, giving him an surprisingly appealing and slightly risque androgynous appearance.&nbsp; It even seemed to highlight the bulging roundness of a considerable "package" in front.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Carnival to Wonderland (Clockwork Songbird &amp; Ia!)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ineffable Bae</strong> on <strong>25-08-2012, 05:12:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, um..." Alice hurried to rise to her feet and turn, although the weakness in her legs automatically dropping her to her knees before the Leporidaen boy. "I....well...I think so...aside for being naked again." She could see the tatter remain of the dress Claire'd given to her floating on the deceivingly placid waters. She looked back up the the lad and gave him a sheepish smile. "We'd seen you on the other side of the shore and found out the a creature of interesting attitude lurked and worried for your safety." she cleared her throat with a bit of embarrassment. "We were hoping to see if you might join us if you were well and willing..."
			</dd>
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