Alice Pantyhose in Wonderland Ch. 07

Taking the handkerchief, Alice wiped at her eyes. "I was in love, Gwen" Alice went on. "I was in love and then I was alone with my feelings and no one to understand who I truly am... until you. You accepted me Gwen, and even showed me things about myself that I didn't know or even want to admit."

"Oh, sweet precious Alice," Gwen said with a smile of sadness as she lowered her hand again for Alice to sit upon as she stood up from the table.

Sitting in her upturned palm, Gwen raised Alice up to her face and used her free hand to smooth back Alice's hair ever so gently with her large fingers. "Don't you understand yet darling?" Gwen went on with the questions.

Looking at Alice again as she spoke the questions again, "Think Alice, How did I know your favorite foods? How do I know you like wearing pantyhose now without your panties on? How do I know you like having at least two pairs of nylons on now? How.. do... I... know??

With realization that came to her like being struck by lightning, Alice's hands instinctively flew up to her mouth as she held her breath finally understanding what Gwen was trying to tell her. "Because... this is a world of my making," Alice whispered in unison with Gwen.

Everything came back to her in shocking detail, she loved pantyhose. She loved wearing them without panties, she loved making love in them, masturbating in them, she loved being with other women in pantyhose, she loved it all. Everything that had happened to her, her own mind had created. Her own desires, lusts, wants, and obsessions had been manifested into physical form here in her Pantyhose Wonderland. Every pair of nylons in this world worn by her or anyone else, she had loved absolutely and lusted after to touch or wear. Anything she'd ever dreamed of doing she had done here. The statue in the mirror room, the woodswoman in the cabin, the tea party, the golden phallus and Aurora in the wilds, even being tied down and being fingered by the witch, it had all been her own mind doing that to her.

Of course the witch knew all her past memories. Of course she knew how to manipulate Alice's desires and know her inner most secrets that she'd never say aloud. In her own right, Alice had been using the witch to admit these things to herself. The witch wasn't even real.

"I made this place, Gwen...." Alice said with a reassuring smile. "I wanted to be dressed every single time in the clothes you gave me. I wanted to be loved by you and the Hatress at the tea party to the point I squirted. I wanted to be saved from my own admission of my pantyhose obsession so I created Glinda. The ruby slippers... they aren't magical or even real.. that was my mind making me admit what was in my heart about how my obsession is part of who I am," Alice continued looking at Gwen's green glowing eyes.

"If all of this came from my own mind then... Then I know who I am," Gwen said simultaneously with Alice. Seeing Gwen repeat her own words confirmed it. "Then that also means.."

"That you created me and I am part of you," Gwen affirmed knowing all along.

"If I know I've made this place then and understand who I am, then why am I still in Wonderland and not back home?" Alice asked somewhat confusing herself with the rush of mental images and puzzles still in her head. She was thinking of every little detail from the moment she fell down the hole in the asphalt. Butter cream frosting was her favorite on cake just like the saliva from the sexy female statue in golden stockings. She'd masturbated herself once in tan tights out in her tree house when she was a teenager. "The stump in the woods and the red riding hood.." Alice said to herself softly. The tea party, the double nylons with Gwen and the Hatress. Alice could trace back every fantasy she'd ever had to those sexual moments in her tights, pantyhose and stockings.

"The reason you're still here, silly Alice," Gwen interrupted her thoughts, is because you aren't ready to go back. "Knowing you've made this place is one thing, admitting that your obsession is a part of who you are is another, but you need strength to get home. You need my strength to move beyond this place and find your way to the white queen and life beyond Wonderland."

"If I know I made you up, why are you still here?" Alice asked almost cautiously, as if she was afraid Gwen would disappear.

Taking Alice over to a very luxurious large bed that made her think back to castles of old, a fire erupted in the fireplace spreading warmth and yellow light all around her and Gwen, as Gwen kicked off her shoes and laid down on the bed, setting Alice down softly.

Removing her own shoes and tossing them over the side of the bed, Alice walked on the squishy soft, plush velveteen comforter up to stand next to Gwen's face as she lay on her side holding her head in one hand.

"I'm still here, Silly Alice, because you need me to get you back.... After all I'm your guide whether you made me up or not."

"So what happens next? Where do I go from here," Alice asked Gwen.

"You'll need to climb the beanstalk in the morning to find the harp. The harp will be there when you find out the next step," Gwen answered matter of factly

'Wonderful', Alice thought. 'Got to find the harp.. Of course!'

"Okay.. I'll bite, how am I supposed to find the beanstalk or the harp?" Alice asked fearing the answer.

"You already know how to find them Silly Alice, but you aren't strong enough to get there yet," cooed Gwen, a sexy and shapely dark silhouette created by the fire. Even in the darkness of the shadows falling on her face, her green eyes were as bright a flashlights and her lovely chestnut hair glinted shafts of golden light from the fire.

"So how do I get strong enough, Gwen?" Alice asked her arms flapping in frustration and hopelessness at having to follow the string of riddles.

"I must give you your gift from the past that was meant to be given to you in the future for the present," Gwen said with a lilting tone.

"WHAT??" Alice asked stupefied.

"Remember when you awoke I said, 'Silly Alice... how can I present you with a gift in the future when it is intended to be given in the present?'" Gwen said with an almost opera house echo from her quoting herself in her own voice.

Nodding her head in vague remembrance, Alice squinted her eyes wondering where this was going and what the gift was.

"Well now it is the future from when we were talking, when you awoke, and the future is now the time that I may give it to you in the present."

"What present GWEN?!!" Alice yelled frustrated with all the riddles.

"No no dear sweet, silly Alice. I'm going to give you a GIFT in the present that was the future in the past!....My powers. My powers are the gift. They will only be temporary and by the time you're done using them, you won't need them anymore," Gwen went on almost a little sad.

"You'll draw strength from my gifts, and find in yourself the strength that has been there all along.. you just need to rediscover it," Gwen added with a smile.

Walking over to Gwen's face, Alice placed her tiny hands on her cheek and rested her entire body against Gwen's neck. "How am I supposed to get your powers, Gwen?" Alice asked as she felt Gwen's heartbeat from her throat pulsing against her stomach.

"Ah... that is the best part, sweet, silly little Alice," Gwen said with a smile as she rolled away slightly from Alice to lay on her back, still looking at the foot tall mistress. "You have to take them from me."

Before Alice could satiate her curiosity with a question, Gwen slowly ran both of her hands down her body from her breasts to her thighs. As her hands passed over her gown, the spruce and mint green ensemble began to vanish as if Gwen were dusting it off her body in a light blue mist that vaporized almost instantaneously. After a few short seconds she was laying there in nothing but her gray green sheer pantyhose before Alice's feasting eyes.

"Very nice Gwen," Alice said with a sultry smirk, hands on her hips as she looked longingly at Gwen silky legs that were as long to her as a pick-up truck. "So how exactly do I 'take' your powers?" Alice asked, walking down to Gwen's legs as she ran her hands down the entire length of her thigh and calves with her tiny hands stroking the shiny nylons.

"How did you get your pantyhose on when I dressed you, Alice? How did you have your vision of the yellow brick road when we were intimate with the Hatress?" Gwen continued, drawing the riddle out of Alice.

Stopping in mid stride against the sole of Gwen's silky left foot, Alice looked up over Gwen's toes and said with realization, "You made me cum."

Looking down her gorgeously petite body and shimmery green pantyhose to look Alice in the eye, Gwen simply smiled widely as she rested her head back down on the pillow.

"Oh!" replied Alice with sudden realization. Then with a sultry look in her eyes, she smiled unconsciously, biting her lip as her imagination started rolling. "Ohhhhh, this is going to be fun," she said with a devilish lilt.

Standing behind the cover of Gwen's pantyhose foot that barely came up to the tops of her breasts, Alice reached behind her and unzipped the red satin dress, wiggling out of the tight gown, below Gwen's line of sight. With an obvious intent, Alice picked up the red fabric pile and threw it off the side of the bed with a huge grin.

Taking a step forward, pressing her lithe body against the pantyhose lined sole of Gwen's foot, Alice placed her arms in a giant bear hug around Gwen's toes rubbing her naked breasts and double pantyhose lower body against the silky wall in front of her. "Ooooooo that feels nice," Alice chimed subtly as she wiggled her tits from side to side against the large canvas of silk, making her nipples instantly hard.

Moving to stand between Gwen's pretty green silky feet, Alice pulled Gwen's feet apart with as much strength as she could, giving her giant lover the hint to spread her legs.

Complying without a word, Gwen opened her legs a good distance letting Alice walk in between them as she approached her encased womanhood. Gwen's legs came up to waist level on Alice in her shrunken form as she passed her calves up to her knees. All the while as she walked, Alice rubbed her silk pantyhose together as she leaned against Gwen's inner leg, each silky step making her get slick in the middle. It was a dream-come-true for Alice to have so much nylon at her disposal to the point she could rub her entire body against a pantyhose surface.

Reaching the point, just above Gwen's knee, Alice turned and vaulted herself up onto Gwen, swinging both of her ivory pink legs to either side of Gwen's left leg so that her crotchless , seamless silky tights and pantyhose were rubbing intimately against the firm, warm muscles of Gwen's lower thigh. "mmmmmmm, that does feel good," Alice purred.

Rubbing her legs in long swinging strokes against Gwen, Alice heard Gwen moan softly, her head rolling to one side, eyes closed as she enjoyed the tiny nylon pleasures Alice was giving her.

Leaning forward, Alice put her entire body against Gwen's thigh, barely one body length from Gwen's triangular shaped pubic patch that was pressed flat under the sheer shiny gray green nylons. With her legs and arms working in unison together, Alice crawled on her belly, dragging her miniature foot long body sensually along the pantyhose length of Gwen's thigh, moaning in delight with every inch as Gwen's leg rubbed against Alice's pantyhose encased clit.

As Alice's shoulders became even with Gwen's quim, she laid down flat with her head turned towards Gwen's intimate spot that was wiggling slightly in anticipation. Alice enjoyed the magnified look of Gwen's pussy lips as they moved underneath the gray green hosiery, rubbing back and forth in the seamless pantyhose and making the faintest moist spot in the silk.

Kissing Gwen's thigh, Alice smiled at how much she loved the feel of pantyhose on her lips. Spreading her legs wide Alice began rubbing her legs again against Gwen, as her left hand reached over to rub Gwen's love button through the pantyhose.

In instant reply, Gwen nearly jumped off the bed when Alice's tiny hand cupped her clit and began rubbing up and down in between her legs.

"Oh? Do you like that my giant, Gwen?" Alice asked playfully.

"Yes, sweetie, I love it," was Gwen's throaty reply as she began breathing harder.

Smiling to herself, Alice stopped rubbing Gwen, teasing her slightly and sat upright astride Gwen's thigh. Finding her balance she stood up on Gwen's silky hips and began walking up Gwen's body. Across her pantyhose waistband, flat stomach, past her ribs (which tickled Gwen as Alice's tiny feet poked at her demure athletic form) and right up in between her breasts. Kneeling down in between Gwen's giant b-cups, Alice crawled the rest of the way on her hands and knees up Gwen's chest so she was face to face with her lover yet again. Placing her tiny hands on Gwen's chin, Alice leaned in, bending over erotically so her pink pantyhose ass was in the air, and planted several tiny sucking and licking kisses along Gwen's lips that were as wide as a huge serving platter.

Trying her best to keep still, Alice could tell that all of her love was only driving Gwen crazy for the size she was and the impact she was having. Deciding to spice things up, Alice turned around and crawled away from Gwen so she could enjoy the view of her tiny pussy that had made her own very sizable wet spot in the crotch with all the pantyhose rubbing and foreplay.

Approaching Gwen's right breast, Alice took the soda can sized nipple in one hand and like a giant phallus began squeezing it with both hands while licking the top in long slow wet circles. Instantly Gwen responded as Alice pulled and sucked at her nipple. Soon her nipple was so hard, it was difficult to even squeeze. Moving to the left side, Alice repeated the same attention, sucking and squeezing till both of her lovely petite breasts were as hard as diamonds.

Grabbing the nipple firmly in one hand and tugging upward forcefully enough to be playful but most likely not nearly enough to cause her pain, Alice looked back at Gwen, past her pantyhose thigh and asked, "are you ready for more, honey?"

"Yes, please sweet Alice," came her reply. Alice could tell that her body was so small that she was essentially torturing Gwen with tiny pleasures that she wanted more of at her own size. Thinking it over in her head, Alice idly slid off the side of Gwen's body and pointed to the large pillows at the head of the mattress.

"Put one of those under your rump, so your pussy is in the air!" Gwen commanded with an almost comical order.

Eager to please her miniature mistress, Gwen picked up a large firm pillow and tucked it under her lower back so that her hips were easily several inches off the soft velvety comforter.

"Good girl," Alice praised. "Now bend your knees up and spread your legs for me darlin'," Alice continued to direct.

Complying so that her green shiny legs were touching, heels to ass, toes pointed erotically, Gwen could nearly put her knees to her breasts, her pussy and wet pantyhose pointed straight up, exposed widely for Alice.

"Good, now pick me up and put me right on your clit, sweetheart," Alice said with a smile and a sensual leer in her voice.

Smiling back, the firelight flickering yellow against Alice's entire body making her ivory pantyhose seem golden, Gwen took the utmost care in picking up her nearly naked pantyhose and tights clad Barbie; hoisting her in between her exposed legs and setting her down directly on her clit.

As Alice was set down, she was very aware that Gwen's clit was getting harder. Spinning around so she was facing away from Gwen, Alice slid her silky butt, with legs together, directly on top of Gwen's baseball sized clit. It was a wonderful feeling having pantyhose all over her pussy as well as the nylons rubbing back against her from Gwen's own apparel. Like she was on an enormous exercise mat made entirely of shimmering pantyhose.

Digging her heels inward so that her feet pushed against Gwen's opening, Alice anchored her hands so she wouldn't slip off and began rocking her crotch back and forth across Gwen's swollen, erect clit. It was amazingly delightful to Alice. The huge mass pressed hard against her pussy made her lips part and the lubricant she'd been making started to soak into the double layers of nylon even more. Her pussy felt energized with all the pantyhose around her, and she could tell she was making Gwen even crazier.

Leaning forward, spreading her legs, a giant clit pressed against her own pussy, Alice grasped Gwen's pantyhose and with her nails, pulled as hard as she could, finally ripping open Gwen's seamless crotch so that her pink pussy was exposed to the bed chamber.

"Oh, God Alice!" Gwen nearly shouted in surprise.

Apparently not expecting Alice to be so aggressive, she had caught Gwen off guard. "You said I had to take your powers from you, so I'm taking them baby," Alice said with a wink.

With the green pantyhose no longer an obstacle, Alice's breath came short and quickly with the anticipation of what she was about to do next. With one pretty ivory pink foot, Alice slid her entire foot along Gwen's greased slit, letting her essence coat and soak her foot. Pressing firmly with both feet to get them drenched, she played with Gwen's pussy lips, parting them playfully with her tiny feet, making Gwen's hips buck slightly from the attention.

"Hold still baby, you're going to love this," Alice said looking back over her shoulder. Gwen's eyes were transfixed on the tiny goddess sitting on her pantyhose clit, as she practically held her breath waiting in rapture.

Slowly Alice slipped both of her soaked pantyhose feet to Gwen's pussy opening and ever so slowly began pressing down. Reflexively she could feel Gwen's pussy spread, accommodating her tiny nylon feet. It was a unique experience to immerse her feet in Gwen's warm wet hole, and as her ankles slipped inside, spreading her open ever so slightly. Alice looked back at Gwen and asked, "more sweetie?"

"Please, little Alice.. More please."

Taking the hint, Alice pushed with more assertiveness gliding her lower legs in as Gwen's own liquid ointment rushed up to soak her pantyhose against Alice's skin. Gwen's pussy was tight and was puckering slightly with every move Alice made. Sliding forward even more, Alice put Gwen's clit under her pussy again and began rubbing back and forth along it as the tops of her knees slid inside Gwen.

Alice felt so complete being this deeply intimate with Gwen. She was masturbating Gwen with her pantyhose legs and she could tell with every twitch and convulsion that she felt, that Gwen was in rapture at being penetrated. Lightly kicking her feet back and forth in the sopping pussy, Gwen felt the wet pantyhose rubbing together on her calves and the coupled sensation with her own pussy being massaged by Gwen's clit almost mad her cum right there.

"More, please, Alice..." Gwen said, her hips bucking slightly.

"Oh you want more?" Alice said looking back again. "Fine, I can do that." Sliding around Gwen's opening like a cork screw in a wine bottle, Alice kept her legs inside of Gwen but was now sitting on a patch of stretched pantyhose directly above Gwen's asshole as she looked across the throbbing clit into Gwen's green eyes.

Fixing her gaze so that Gwen watched every move she made, Alice stood up slightly, allowing her weight to carry her deeper into her lover. Gwen's mouth opened with silent delight as Alice's thighs spread her pussy wider. Laying her body on top of Gwen's clit, so that her breasts held the love nub firmly between them, Alice forced herself down, bending her knees and wiggling her ass until she felt all of her lower nylon clad body sink deeper. Her pantyhose and tights covered thighs became warm and wet as she inched down slowly. Then after a few more seconds, Alice wiggled some more and eventually felt her pussy, ass and waist get sucked hungrily into Gwen's wet opening.