Soppy Susan in Wonderland

by Suzanne High-Heels

© 2007

   

Hi, my name's Susan Pussy-Panties, or Soppy Susan as my mistress sometimes calls me. She calls me this 'cause I'm always bursting into tears when I can't wear a pretty dress, or my favourite shoes. My favourite thing in the world to do is to cuddle up with someone nice and pretty. Today my mistress, Katrina, was a little annoyed with me. The night before we were at her mistress' meeting and I had taken a fancy to mistress Alexandria's sissy, Lilly. I begged both mine and her mistress to let us have sex with each other, but they refused, even though I think Lilly wanted it. I ran out of the room sobbing when they shouted I couldn't have sex with anyone. I sat under the garden oak tree in floods of tears until mistress came to find me. And boy, did I get a good spanking. Well, I love having sex. Especially with my sissy friends. Well anyway, the next day started out like any other, I woke up and mistress bathed me and then dressed me in an Alice in Wonderland dress, which of course is a blue dress with a white pinafore. White tights and shiny black buckled shoes always complement the outfit. Mistress was still a little annoyed but had calmed down a bit, so I spent the morning outside. I sat by the riverbank under a tree thinking. What a wonderful world it would be if everyone would make love more, and everyone wore beautiful clothes. Well, almost everyone. Just then, something caught my eye. It was a white rabbit wearing a black leather thong. He was running and appeared to be in a great hurry. I was intrigued; could this cute little bunny be a sadist? On his way to paddle some poor unfortunate doe? I decided to follow him and find out more. And maybe let him spank me. He ran into a rabbit hole, I was so charmed by him I followed him down and…I didn't watch were I was going and fell down a very deep hole. I tumbled down and down for a long way. Some might say I passed through the centre of the earth, but that would be silly. When eventually I reached the bottom, fortunately I gently landed in a huge pile of silk panties. I looked up and saw the white rabbit run into a little door and quickly close it behind him. I leapt up from the silky panty heaven and ran over to the door. I knelt down to see if I could open it.

"Your too big to get through here." said a voice. I jumped. The door lock was speaking to me. "Try looking on the table behind you." A box had appeared on the table. In big red letters it said 'suck me.' I took the dildo out and slipped it in between my immoral lips and sucked at it furiously until my mouth was given a hot, sticky blast of cum, I made sure I swallowed the lot. I always do when I'm with my sissy friends, although sometimes we like to have extra fun and I gently spit it back into their mouth, then make them swallow their own spunk. I felt funny, I shrank down to a tiny size, this was a little worrying, but could get through the door. "Sorry, I just remembered, the key is up on the table."

"How am I supposed to get back up there?" I looked down and a shoe suddenly appeared next to me, with the words 'kiss me' on the front. I gave it a very girlish kiss. My body suddenly became huge, I could get the tiny key on the now tiny table but I was far too big to get through the little door. I began to cry, my gigantic tears flooding the room. Luckily, there was still some cum left on the head of the dildo. I licked it off and shrank down again, the water carried me through the keyhole.

I came on to the shore of a wonderful land full of green fields and curious trees, then who should find me, the white rabbit. He rushed up to me from his house and began to treat me like his servant.

"I want you to go into my house and get my gloves from the draw upstairs, quickly girl. Get a move on." he ordered. And with that, he started pottering through his greenhouse for something. He's ordering me around now? I didn't want that, but, I would do as the cute little bunny asks for now. Through the front door of his house, I headed for the front bedroom and found his gloves in the top draw. I couldn't resist a sneaky peek in some other rooms so I went exploring. I walked into what appeared to be a large dressing room crammed with wardrobes full of feminine outfits and shoes. The white rabbit was a transvestite? Or maybe this is his sister's room. The first wonderful little garment which caught my eye was a pair of frilly white knickers, decorated with pink lace and the name 'Princess' sewn onto the front of them. I just had to try them on, so I unzipped my dress, let it fall to the ground, took off my shoes and socks and removed my underwear. I displayed my delicate, sissy feminine body to myself in the mirror. You could say that I fancied myself. Onto the knickers, being the sissy pervert I am I decided to smell them first. Holding them up to my nose, I took a deep whiff. They smelt lovely, then I put them on. I suddenly felt as if I was changing. There was a yellow glow for a few seconds, the face looking back at me in the mirror was not my own. I had turned into a beautiful princess, I was wearing a wonderful pink flowing ball gown, a sparkly silver tiara and jewel encrusted pink shoes. I paraded up and down the room in front of the mirrors, walking daintily in the high-heeled shoes and gave regal kisses to the teddy bears around the room. I took the panties off and I changed back to my old sissy self. I wanted to try something else. Rummaging through the draws, I came across a pair of white schoolgirl socks. I've always loved dressing up as a schoolgirl so I wasted no time in putting them on. Another flash of light and I was a lovely schoolgirl, about the age of 16. I was wearing a white blouse covered by a grey pinafore, my long flowing brunette hair was held back by a pink headband. The white socks covered up the bottoms of my smooth bare legs and a pair of black, block-heeled loafers were the finishing touch. I flipped up my pinafore to see my underwear. I was very pleased to see a pair of navy blue knickers. That's when my fantasising started, I lay on the bed wondering what it would be like to be deflowered by the tomboyish head girl. She would sneak into my room after hockey practice, place her stick in the corner then climb onto the bed with me. She would start by removing my hair band and placing it gently on the side while I allow my hair to flow off in all directions. She kisses me tenderly on my moist lips and whispers

"Don't be scared, you'll enjoy this." She pulls my knickers down to my ankles where they rest just above my shoes. Her fingers find their way to my innocent intimate parts and begin to tease my clitoris and pussy lips. She eventually slips a finger inside gradually pushing deeper, followed by another finger and then another. I began to explore my female body as my fantasy became even more raunchy, we undressed each other and licked each other out. I then had my first female orgasm. Oh how my body moaned with sheer delight. Then it was time to try something else. I took off the schoolgirl socks and I changed back. I searched around for something else, something even more exciting. There were ballet slippers that would more than likely turn me into a ballerina, red stiletto heels that would probably turn me into a tart. At last, I sighted a pair of bunny girl ears. I placed them on without a moment's hesitation and started to change. To my surprise, I found myself only a few inches above the floor. To my even greater surprise when looking in the full-length mirror, instead of turning me into a sexy bunny girl, I had been turned into an actual bunny. It wasn't that bad, and I must say I made quite a cute little rabbit. My fur was bright pink and was extra fluffy. I decided to have a little run around outside, I hopped up onto a tree stump and allowed the breeze to blow gently through my fur. All of a sudden, the white rabbit appeared from out of the grass. A lustful expression developed on his face, I suddenly realised this was aimed at me. Now I knew what it was like to be eyed up by a ravenous animal, other than a human of course. I hopped down and as I was about to explain, he jumped on top of me.

"Mmm…here comes the ride of your life." he said, as he removed his thong.

"But I've never done this before." I tried to tell him.

"You're a virgin???" he shouted. "Fan-fuckin'tastic." I could feel his penis growing even harder against the rim of my virgin rabbit pussy. With a mighty thrust of his penis he entered me, I moaned out loud when he did. I must have been really tight as he had a lot of trouble getting all the way in. Eventually though, he was all the way inside and I began to enjoy it. He was pumping furiously, rapidly building up a furious rhythm. He didn't last long and soon shot his load inside me. It felt as if I was having gallons of bunny spunk pumped into me. "Oh, super." he remarked, and without another word to me he dashed off shouting he was late. Charming, I thought, I didn't even climax.

A while later, back to my old self, I was wondering through the dark woods.

"Oh dear." I said. "I'm hopelessly lost."

"Hopelessly lost? Dear oh dear." came a strange voice.

"Who's that?" I shouted.

"Over here." came the reply. A large purple Cheshire cat with an enormous member appeared on the branch of a tree. "Lost are you, looking for the White rabbit?"

"Oh yes, do you know where I might find him?"

"Find who?"

"The rabbit."

"What rabbit?"

"The White rabbit."

"Who's that?"

"You just asked if I was looking for the White rabbit."

"Why would I do that?"

"Look, do you know anyone else I can ask?"

"Of course, try the Mad Hatter."

"Oh, I don't really want to talk to anyone who's mad."

"You can't avoid that, everyone in Wonderland is mad."

"Are they? Hmm…that doesn't surprise me."

"Follow this road to your left if you would like to see the Mad Hatter. He's having a tea party with the March Hare." said the cat, then he disappeared.

A little way down the path, I came across what had to be the Mad Hatter and the March Hare having a tea party. They were making a rather raucous noise about something.

"Excuse me." I shouted. "Do you mind if I sit down?"

"There's no room" replied the Mad Hatter.

"No room at all." said the March Hare. I looked around at all the empty seats.

"But there's is plenty of room."

"Oh…all right, just this once." replied the Mad Hatter.

"Cup of tea?" asked the March Hare, as he poured me one anyway.

"What kind of tea is this?" I asked.

"Well I don't know." answered the Mad Hatter. "Why don't you ask it."

"Could the two of you help me? I'm looking for a way out of Wonderland to get home."

"Why…not enough sexiness here for you."

"Oh goodness no there's more than enough, I just think it's about time I was going."

"Well we do all have our vices around here. March Hare here likes dressing up as a fairy." said the Mad Hatter.

"Well don't you do anything others may consider weird?" asked the March Hair.

"Well I dress as a girl." I replied.

"How is that weird? You are a girl"

"Well not exactly" I explained. The two of them gasped.

"It is strictly forbidden for boys to wear girls' clothes."

"And where does it say that?" I asked, folding my arms.

"Why right here." said the March Hare lifting up a cup. On the underside of the cup was scrawled: Boys must not wear girls' clothes or risk being spunked in the face.

"Oh really?" I said. "Well that doesn't sound too bad."

"We'll see about that." shouted the Mad Hatter. He jumped onto the table, knelt in front of me with his pants down, and began pumping away. I brushed my long hair back so it didn't get splashed.

"Think of PVC underwear and leather boots, that always helps me." I said.

"Good idea." said the Mad Hatter. I closed my eyes and smiled in anticipation of my fate. It wasn't long before I heard his breathing become faster, and with a moan then a moment's silence, I was hit in the face by his sticky hot spunk. One spurt followed another, and another and another. I thought he would never stop. When he did my face was all warm and wet from the Mad Hatters spunk, I scooped some up on my finger and tasted it.

"Mmm, not bad." I cooed as the March Hair gave my face a much needed wipe over with a towel.

"Now do tell us a little about yourself, such as what are you doing in Wonderland."

"Well I followed a rabbit down here and I appear to have lost him…"

"Ahh, fascinating." yawned the March Hare.

"Do you mind, that is very rude." I snapped.

"I know, that's why I did it."

"Oh never mind him." said the Mad Hatter. "Do carry on."

"Well I caught up with him and he shagged me."

"wait wait wait. The bunny shagged you? Ha." laughed the Mad Hatter. "You should be cummed in the face again for being so naughty."

"Again?" I asked. "OK, OK." I sat with my eyes closed again while he pumped his meat and awaited another sticky gift. When he'd finished my face was splattered with even more cum than before.

"Me next." shouted the March Hare.

"You as well?" I said as I wiped my face clean with the towel.

"Yes, I haven't had a go yet."

"Ah, fair is fair Susan." said the Mad Hatter.

"Oh OK." I agreed. The March Hare came thick and fast.

"MMM." I moaned. He sighed with deep relief.

"Now then, would you like some more tea my dear?" asked the Mad Hatter

"Well I haven't had any yet so how can I have more?" I asked confused as the Mad Hatter poured more tea.

"Clean cup move down." yelled the March Hare. I was dragged by both of them down to another part of the table.

"Now Susan, here's a riddle for you. What is white and sticky, and is fired like a bullet." I folded my arms.

"Your cum I suppose."

"Why yes, I think your face could do with another splashing."

"Get spunked in the face, I'm tired of being spunked in the face."

"Hey sissy, do you talk to your mistress like that?"

"No because she isn't a complete twit."

"The brazen cheek of it, why I'll write to your mistress and request you receive a jolly good spanking."

"Fine with me, just make sure you ask for it to be with a nice fluffy slipper."

"Oh…really." said the Mad Hatter bemused. I left the two of them with their ridiculous tea party. I looked back and they were cumming in each other's face.

"Really." I said as I moved on.

I wondered deeper into the dark wood. There were no signposts and no paths, and no sight of the white rabbit. I decided to give up looking for my bunny friend and find my way home, but…I was lost. I might never see my loving mistress again and started to cry. My sobbing made quite a noise, I must have frightened every animal in the forest. Just then, I heard a familiar voice. It was the purple cat from earlier.

"Still lost are you my dear? The Mad Hatter no help?"

"Apart from creaming up my face, no." I answered.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry." he said rather unsympathetically and sarcastically. "What were you looking for anyway?"

"My way home."

"Not your way, always the Queen's way around here."

"Who?"

"The Queen of Wonderland."

"Would she know how I can get home."

"Oh well yes, I'm certain of it. She is the Queen after all."

"But where can I find her?"

"Well, I can tell you. But first." he said waving his enormous organ. "Blow job please."

"Ooh, what is it with everyone around here they're sex mad." I shouted annoyed. Well I didn't have much choice. I put the kitty's cock into my mouth and began to quickly suck it. He sniggered and meowed as my tongue lapped around the top of his cock. When he'd cummed in my mouth, he opened a secret door for me.

I found my way into a large garden where I caught sight of what must have been one of the queen's guards huddled into a corner. As I walked over to him, I could see that he was carefully trying to paint some white ladies shoes red.

"What are you doing?" I asked. He jumped in surprise.

"Please, don't scare me like that." he pleaded. "I'm trying to cover this up. I ordered the wrong shoes, they should have been red, and that's why I'm painting them."

"Why don't you just go and buy some red ones?"

"Do you know how expensive these are?" he replied. "If the Queen finds out about this she'll have something really bad done to me." Just then a crowd of guards piled into the garden, all lined up and announced the arrival of the Queen. A tall lady in a stunning red dress emerged. The white rabbit ran out from the hedgerow and announced the lady as the Queen. She saw the white shoes half slapped in red paint and went ballistic.

"Who has been painting my shoes red?" she roared looking at the guard. The guard pleaded and begged her. It did him no good however as the Queen shouted "Sissify him." Two other guards grabbed hold of him and a creepy figure dressed in black with a pink face mask walked slowly over and stripped the guard naked, throwing his clothes away.

"Who's that?" I asked one of the other guards pointing at the scary figure.

"That's the sissifier." he whispered. "He's going to keep that poor fool in frillies for the rest of his life." The sissifier reached into his black leather bag and pulled out a pair of extra frilly pink panties, with the other two guards still holding him down, the sissifier put them onto his victim, much to his victim's discomfort. A padded white bra was next, followed by the application of lipstick, eye shadow and rouge. His legs were quickly shaved giving them an ultra smooth appearance, and dainty white socks were put onto his feet. Next out of the bag was a dress, quite a nice one too I must admit, I wouldn't have minded trying it on myself. It was bright pink with huge puffy sleeves and a very full skirt, a large red love heart made out of what looked to be padded pvc, was sewn onto the front of the bodice. The dress was put on him over a petticoat, which truly made his skirt stick out. He was locked into his beautiful feminine prison with a padlock on the dress's zip. The Queen stood silent while watching, although something told me she was enjoying every minute of this. The assembled guards looked on in both horror and great amusement. I stood only a few feet away watching all the action. I covered my mouth with both hands in an attempt to hide my own enjoyment of the spectacle. I really would have preferred it was done to me instead of this lucky man, though I don't think he appreciated it. A blonde wig with pigtails was placed securely on his head and his hands were locked inside a white fluffy hand muff which rested neatly just above the flouncy skirt of the dress. The torment came to an end with a magnificent pair of pink high-heeled shoes, they had ankle straps and were padlocked to keep him from kicking them off. He was then led away by the sissifier, walking uneasily in his high heels and sobbing his heart out. The crowd both jeered and applauded.

"I wouldn't mind that done to me." I said quietly.

"Who are you?" shouted the Queen. The king came running up and inspected me.

"Well I think this is a young girl, maybe around 16 or 17 years old."

"Mmm, delicious." She said with a lustful expression. I couldn't help but feel that I was a fluffy little bunny being eyed up by a ravenous wolf…again.

"Come with me, young lady. I enjoy the company of girls like you." said the Queen.

She took me hand in hand into a small but elegant house just a short distance away, which, to my amazement only had one room. A large four-poster bed stood in the centre. It had luxurious white satin sheets and a pink canopy above. The Queen handed me a teddy bear and told me to sit on the bed until she returned. I occupied myself with hugging and kissing the bear until she finished getting changed behind a screen. She re-appeared dressed as a dominatrix, black thigh high boots and a figure hugging outfit, she literally dominated the room. I gulped, this may be quite intense, yet very pleasurable. Sitting down next to me on the bed, she issued her first command.

"Kneel." she said. I did as I was told. I knelt before her as if she was my mistress. "Now, clean my boots…with your tongue." I began to lick her boots all over, around the toe down the heel and up her leg. "Now stop. I want you to undress." Without thinking, I slipped off my dress and pulled down my knickers. She screamed and angrily shouted; "You're a transvestite????" Maybe I should have told her about that earlier, but there was no point in trying to explain now, the whole thing was well and truly off. "Guards get in here, and you, get your clothes back on. Apprehend this …man and get me the sissifier. Outside I was held in place by the guards while the Queen angrily waited for the sissifier. When he arrived I was hit by a sudden wave of girlish excitement, however the sissifier himself seemed less enthusiastic.

"Begging your pardon your majesty, but how can I sissify someone who has already been sissified?"

"Nonsense he's male he can be sissified."

"Well I really can't see how it would help your majesty, he'd probably enjoy it."

"Oh sod it then, I'll take care of you later, at the moment I have far more important things to do."

The Queen turned and began to walk away when I noticed the Cheshire cat floating behind her.

"And how is the Queen today? Let's make her really angry, shall we?"

"No, don't." I shouted.

He pushed the Queen over, her face going head first into the grass. Everyone gasped in horror. She got back on her feet with the help of the King.

"Someone's going to be babified for this, YOU." she shouted pointing at me.

"Couldn't we give her a trial, just a little tiny one?" piped up the king.

"Oh well all right, but just make certain it is only a small one. As small as your dick." roared the Queen. The King whined at her comment. As the Queen walked away, she made another nasty comment. "With that little thing no wonder I'm a lesbian."

Anyway, a little later I was in a courtroom on trial surrounded by guards. The Queen was sat on the other side of the room looking thoroughly fed up while the King read out the charges and catalogued all the delicious things that were about to happen to me.

"Susan Pussy-panties. You are charged with both indecent exposure and pushing over her royal highness the Queen into the mud. If convicted you will be put into a fluffy diaper, encased in a soft, flouncy baby girl's dress with darling little bows, a humiliating pink bonnet and demeaning little satin bootees.

"Oooh." cooed the courtroom.

"How do you plead?" asked the King.

"Oh guilty." I said. The court gasped. The Queen was delighted.

"OK, he says he's guilty, no point in continuing this trial. Babyify him." shouted the Queen. Someone grabbed me from behind. It was the sissifier. He was removing all of my clothes and I loved it. Out of his bag came the diaper, the dress, the bootees and the bonnet. I was ritually and forcibly dressed in the lot.

When dressed I was locked in a room with a large crib that had gorgeous snowy white pillows and silky pink sheets. I was in there for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of my dress swishing about when I heard someone outside in the corridor. The door opened, I was shocked. There stood the King wearing MY Alice in Wonderland dress and MY shoes and socks.

"So you're a sissy then?" he said.

"Yes. Are you?"

"Yes. Let's do it." He lowered the bars of my crib and before I could stop him, he had pushed me down into the crib. He quickly climbed on top of me. Our dresses tantalisingly rustled together as he began to passionately kiss me. "Oh Susan, I love you very much."

"I've only known you five minutes." I said.

"You want me to stop?"

"Erm, no keep going." I didn't want him to stop. He was quite good at what he was doing.

"What are you doing." someone shouted. I looked up and it was the Queen standing in the doorway. The King was terrified and tried to reason with his wife.

"Ah, my dear I was just…."

"I don't want to hear it." she bellowed. "And you Susan, I'm going to spank you."

"Susan wake up." someone shouted. I woke up. I was still sitting under the tree.

"Uh…Oh mistress it was so much fun, well…I turned large and small, was shagged by a rabbit, cummed in the face by a hare and a mad man, sucked off a cat and dressed as a baby by royalty."

"Susan Pussy-Panties, you've been dreaming. I'm going to give you a good spanking."

"Oh thank you mistress."

I was bent over with my knickers around my ankles It was good to see my mistress again. I calmed down and decided to enjoy my spanking.

  

  

  

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