- The Mad Tea-party -

"Have some tea, my dear!" the hatter lisped, pushing a teacup towards Alice. She inhaled the steam and immediately recoiled. The hatter cut his own cup in half, revealing the silvery liquid inside.

"Is that...?" Alice slurred woozily. "Huh? Speak up!" the hare said from under her skirt. She squeaked, trying to kick him away, but she moved as if she were in molasses.

She felt the hare's ears go up her snatch, then his head prodding against her small entrance. She spasmed in shock as he pushed harder and harder, stretching her painfully, obscenely. She looked at the hatter with tearful, pleading eyes. "Oh, don't worry yourself, there!" he laughed, taking a hearty swig of mercury. "What's an unbirthday party without a little unbirthing?"