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Alycereclined against her favorite tree on campus. It was a relatively warm day with a pleasant cool breeze that reminded her spring break was only a week away. She enjoyed the time she spent here on the Quad. With midterms coming up, she barely had time for herself. It seemed that studying had become her new social past time. Majoring in English, Alyce got to combine her most favorite hobby with her school work. She loved reading, but sometimes, she wanted to read something other than the classics. Sighing, she began to study the pages of her latest assignment: “Alice in Wonderland” by Lewis Carroll. Her mind drifted, as she idly examined the root she was sitting on. Having sat at this same tree on the same root every day for the last 3 years, she knew every bump on it. Today, something was different. Picking at the new growth, Alyce wondered how something like that could appear so quickly. About the size of a door knob, the new growth was smooth, not rough, like bark should be. “What is this?” she mumbled, “This was not here yesterday.” Wrapping her hand around the knob-like growth, she twisted. The stable looking growth controlled a hidden trapdoor, and as soon as she turned the knob, the root she was sitting on opened and down she went. Alyce frantically grabbing at anything and everything she could, but there was nothing to hold on to. She continued to reach out into the darkness, nevertheless. “OK! OK! OK! I have got to settle down,” she thought to herself. She noticed that she was, indeed, falling, but it was more like floating. Her panic lessened somewhat. She looked into the darkness and realized that it was not as dark as she thought. Concentrating, Alyce was able to make out various things floating with her. “What the hell is going on?” she wondered. After about what felt like 10 minutes, Alyce began to pick up speed. She could feel the wind swirling her, rapidly. “Uh oh!” she said. The quicker she fell, the more the current manipulated her. Soon, she was falling at a blinding speed, with the wind flipping and turning her like a rag doll. It felt like the wind had formed several roaming hands, because the more it flipped her around, the looser her clothes became. While upside down, those windy hands slipped her shorts right off her body. As quickly as that escort beylikdüzü was finished, the wind flipped her right side up and off her top went. She flipped and flopped, turning upside down, right side up, and sideways. Then, all at once, she stopped and floated gracefully down to a patch of grass in the middle of an emerald green forest. “What the FUCK!” she exclaimed, “Where in holy hell am I, and what just happened?” Looking down at herself, she tried to figure out why that handsy wind current had stripped her down to her simple pink bra and matching panties. It was not cold, but she wanted to maintain some modesty. Alyce searched her immediate vicinity, but could not find her clothes. Hidden behind a tree, she did find some clothes. “Hmm…I must have entered a world of hookers,” she mumbled, “there is no way I’m gonna put these clothes on. Geesh, I have more on now.” Within seconds, the temperature dropped in the forest. Alyce shivered. She could see her breath in the arctic air. Walking around to warm herself, she noticed that the further she got from the set of clothing, the colder it got. Cocking her blonde head to the side, a thought occurred to her. “I wonder…” she thought. Alyce walked back to the tree, close to the clothing. The air warmed, slightly. She picked up the hosiery, and the temperature increased more. It was like the forest was forcing her to put the very revealing clothes on. Sighing, she slipped the thigh high, white stockings over her long legs. She strapped the 6 inch, black patent leather, platform stripper heels on. The air returned to almost normal. Standing up, she wiggled into a skin tight, blue mini dress. The dress was cut so low that the top of her bra, well the top half of her bra, was showing. This damn dress showed more than it covered. Sighing again, she leaned against the tree, which was surrounded by a bunch of blue flowers that had long, thick stamens poking up from their centers. Cascades of long, graceful, green ivy were weaved throughout the blooms. This place was indeed beautiful, but disorienting. Wanting to figure out what was happening to her, Alyce pushed off the tree. About to take her first step on the path leading away from the tree and into the woods, Alyce was yanked backward. escort akbatı The ivy came to life and wrapped around her ankles and upper arms. Panicked, Alyce began to struggle wildly, but all the pulling and tugging only made the ivy wrap tighter. “Oh. My God! What is happening?” Alyce screamed; her limbs securely bound. Once the ivy had her spread-eagled, the blue flowers came to life. They wiggled a path up her thighs, tickling as they went. Once they reached her upper thighs, she could feel their long, furry stamens tickling her crotch, and although she was terrified, the tickling began to arouse her. The wiggling stamens continued to work themselves up and into her panties. Pretty soon her struggles lessened. The constant caresses had her panties soaked. She dropped her head back onto the truck and slowly pumped her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy against the maddening, little stamens. More little stamens began to wrap themselves around her panties. Soon, there were so many that the sides her panties split. They pulled the remenant from her and dropped them to the floor of the forest. After a couple of more flicks across her naked, pulsing pussy, the little stamens moved to her bra. They ripped the cups out of her bra, leaving her under wire in place. Alyce’s ample breasts overflowed the tight bodice, which only came up an inch above her brown nipples. “Great. Now, I have boobs on a half shell,” she mused. The ivy released her and retracted back into itself, motionless. She looked back at it and thought about how the plant had her truly dressed as a slut. Tentatively, she took a step forward, half fearing and half hoping the ivy to yank her back, again. Disappointed when it didn’t, she proceeded down the path. Walking about without panties was a little odd. She could feel her pussy lips rubbing together, as she moved, and the friction felt so good. She had never been without panties before, and it was a bit exciting. “Damn those flowers! I wish people…er…flowers…ah…whatever would finish something, once they started something,” she growled, “God! I want to cum. “There is no one here. No one would know,” she said, looking around. Sitting down on a rather large mushroom, she leaned back and braced her feet against the surface escort beylikdüzü of the toad stool. She pulled her dress up to her waist and ran her hands over her lower belly, brushing them over her bare pussy lips. Alyce used a circular motion with her fingers. She slowly pushed down on her puffy, outer lips, putting light pressure on her clit. Moaning, she began to rub faster. A cool breeze brushed over her, as she rubbed harder. Opening her eyes, she looked up into the vivid blue sky. Using both hands, she spread her lightly furred slit, exposing her moist, pink flesh. She dipped her middle finger into her overflowing well of moisture and felt the tight walls of her pussy gently suck her finger. Alyce worked her finger in and out, letting the electrical pleasure course through her. Clenching her eyes tightly shut, she inserted another finger inside herself and searched for the small patch of rough tissue on the front wall of her sheath. Once she found it, Alyce massaged that sweet spot deep inside her pussy, while using her thumb to flick across her swollen nub. Her juices gushed out of her and flowed down her fingers. Her pussy was so wet that she could hear wet squishing sounds, as she frigged her own hole. Alyce was so close. She could feel the spasms starting in her thighs and ass. Her fingers worked her folds rapidly, and she was gasping loudly. Pushing up with her heels, she let the waves flow over her. This was a hard one, and it seemed to last forever. As the peak ebbed, Alyce relaxed her body down onto the soft toad stool. She could feel her sopping canal contracting around her fingers. Pulling her fingers from her drenched pussy, she rested her hand on her swollen, outer lips. Smiling contently, she opened her eyes again and let out a blood curdling shriek. A pair of startling green eyes stared back at her. Leaping off the mushroom, she, quickly, fixed her clothes. With burning cheeks, her baby blues stared into a pair of eyes that seemed focused, but not all there. The funny thing was that was all she could notice right then. Shaking her head, she watched as the rest of an insanely attractive man materialized. From the top of his jet black hair to the bottom of his sculpted body, he was perfect. That was until you looked into his eyes. He had insane eyes. “Who are you?” she asked, a bit scared of him, but immensely happy to see another person. “Who do you want me to be? I could be him or him or you or him,” he sang. “Wonderful! The first person I see here in this freaky place, and he is nuts,” Alyce thought to herself. “Ok.