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Return to Wonderland	By : DemonicUrges Category: +A through F > Alice: Madness Returns Views: 6897 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own either American McGee's Alice, nor Madness Returns, and am not making a profit from it.

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Chapter One:  A Voracious Appetite

After a small hop down to another grassy area, Alice halted in her tracks. There before her, was a strange sort of house that connected her current path, to another. But inside of that house was a kitchen, and inside of that kitchen, was someone she was quite familiar with. The large, ugly woman stirring some sort of stew within the cooking area caused her stomach to churn. It was the Duchess. Alice swallowed the saliva building in her throat as her heart pounded within her chest.

The last time she had dealt with the ugly, vile woman, she had barely escaped with her life. Watching the Duchess stir whatever brew she made, caused Alice to become nauseous. If this 'woman' was the same person she was before, who knows who or what was inside that pot.  That disgusting pig of a woman had a taste for whatever she could get her hands on, including human flesh.  And while Alice had escaped without being eaten before defeating her, she didn't escape from the Duchess' appetite for other fleshes.

The memory made Alice's head pound, and as she moved away from the house before she could be seen. She gripped at her head, tears welling in her eyes as the nightmarish memory took over, making her remember the horror she had repressed about the Duchess.

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"Come closer, my little chick! Mmmm… Properly seasoned, you'd make a handsome dish!" The Duchess cackled as her wrinkled hands gripped at the pepper grinder, running her monstrous, disgusting tongue against her even more monstrous, disgusting lips.

"I'm not edible." A younger Alice snapped, her arms crossed, staring fearlessly towards the grotesque female.

"Not a full meal certainly, but a light snack, I think!" The Duchess mused. This made Alice furious. She needed the Mock Turtle's Shell if she wanted to go further in Wonderland, and this disgusting Ogre wasn't going to hand it over easily. If she would have to kill her, then so be it.

The battle was hard; Alice having to constantly use the various tables in Bill's house to avoid her toxic pepper that nearly suffocated Alice, even from a distance. And the Duchess was old, but still had some pep to her, easily avoiding the explosions that her deadly jack in the box created when thrown towards her.  As cocky as the small brunette was, the massive woman was proving to be too much for her. She could tell that her efforts were tiring the royalty, but not as exhausted as she was becoming.

It was in her exhaustion that Alice made a fatal error, and suddenly she felt herself in the monstrous hands on the woman before her. She gasped aloud and yelped in fear, leaving her helpless. Her heart raced, her eyes wide. She glanced to the jack in the box in her hand, gripping it to throw into the woman's mouth when she opened it to consume her. But the Duchess saw straight through Alice's plan, she gripped at the hand holding the deadly toy and squeezed it with a force that could easily snap the teenager's arm.  "AH!" Alice screamed out in pain and immediately let the jack in the box slip from her twitching fingers, it landing on its side as a dud.

It was there that Alice turned to face the Duchess. This was it, this was the end for poor, poor Alice. But the look of fear on the girl's face made the Duchess start to cackle, raising her higher above her head. "Oh little girl, it's been some time since anyone has given me such a fight… I think I'll give you a taste before making you my snack…!" She cheered.

Alice's brow furrowed, mixing in with her expression of fear.  What on earth did this ogre mean by a 'taste?' But it soon became apparent as The Duchess raised the girl higher above her own head and used her other hand to lift up the folds of her blood-splattered dress, as well as the ruffled petticoat under it. The Duchess then smirked and slid a finger up between the brunette's legs, rubbing it up against her undergarments.

"N-NO!" Alice screamed out, pressing the heels of her boots against the massive woman's hands, trying to use the strength of her legs to push the hand away. But this only made the Duchess cackle once more. "Still a fighter, even in the face of death. Don't worry pretty little Alice, I'll make sure you feel nice and wonderful before I eat you. It will even make you taste better for me after I cook you up…!" Tears suddenly poured from Alice's emerald eyes as she screamed in hysteria. She'd rather just die than have to go through what the Duchess wanted to do to her.

Next thing she knew, her legs were being spread, and the massive woman's head slipped up under her dress and ruffles. She cried out in fear and disgust as she felt the warm, slimy sensation of the Duchess' tongue slithering between her legs, completely soaking her undergarments with her saliva. "JUST EAT ME NOW!" Alice screamed out, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to no avail. The Duchess paused, sucking her tongue back into her mouth and cooed at the taste. "What do you think I'm about to do, little girl?"

It was then that Alice was slammed upon one of the very tables she was using to her advantage against the evil woman just minutes ago, grunting out in pain. But the pain was quickly a torture of the past as her hands were suddenly pinned above her head, the duchess having pulled off the silk veil from her hat and trying the teenager's wrists to the table. "P-please… Don't do this… Just kill me…" Alice whispered, never having really feared death. This made the grotesque royalty smirk.  "And just a few minutes ago, you were sporting that you were going to kill me. I don't think so…" She mocked before shoving up Alice's dress, eagerly yanking down her strange, striped stockings and then her simple white panties.

Alice could feel the Duchess' vile, disgusting hands grabbing her legs; her stockings rolled down and loosely rolled over her boots, and her panties hanging off of one ankle. However, just as Alice had done at the Asylum, she let her mind slip away into nothingness. It couldn't go anywhere else, after all, being that she was already mental Wonderland. Where does one escape to when you're already escaped to the one place that brings you joy?

However, her body was still there, and it cringed as the slimy tongue belonging to the Duchess returned between its legs. It was hot, and her saliva was inhumanly thick. Even from this distance, she could smell the vile woman's breath. It bore a horrible stench; one of meat and blood. "Mmmm! Already, you taste so good, little chick!" The Duchess mocked cheerfully. However, as much as Alice wanted to retreat back into the depths of her mind to escape from this, she couldn't. She could still feel and hear everything. She stared up at the roof of Bill's house, and her tear-filled eyes narrowed in growing hatred. But, she tensed and pulled at her restraints, she feeling like she was going to vomit.

It was just then that she shrieked out in pain, the Duchess having buried her tongue deep against her, and could feel it probing at her entrance. But it was then that Alice's eyes widened. She could feel her body becoming wet, and that small, forbidden little button hidden away between her legs start to throb. Had she really become so disconnected within her mind that her body was acting on its own?

Her thoughts were suddenly silenced as surging pain filled her form. She could feel the Duchess' tongue shove itself inside of her and writhed around. She stared up at the ceiling still, but eyes were wide. Soon, her small frame was rocking against the table, the Duchess' tongue pulsing in and out of her form so violently that her form was moved by it. Her breasts bounced under her bodice, and her knuckles were turning white from gripping the restraints so hard.

The monstrous creature raping her like this flicked her sickly, and bulging eyes up towards the woman whom she was tasting and her wide, frog-like mouth curled into a deep smirk. She could feel the smaller girl's throbbing , taste her arousal. Even if she would never admit it, she was giving the girl pleasure. It didn't matter if her mind didn't like it, the girl was already mad. And one's mental state did little to change the taste of their flesh.

Alice's face flushed as she suddenly realized that her body was tensing, and began to fill with a rising sensation. That damned wretch was tricking her body, bringing her close to an orgasm that was completely unwanted. She wanted to vomit once more, as she could fell the slime from the Duchess' tongue dripping from her own body and onto the table she was strapped to. She could feel how her inhuman tongue pumped into her body over and over, making her entire form rock and quiver. It hurt, but apparently her body enjoyed the pain to some extent.  She wasn't surprised, but it was still infuriating.

It was then that Alice's eyes shifted to look off towards her right as something had caught her eye. Resting in the pocket of her apron, her Vorpal Sword was resting. It was odd to her, as usually her weapons appeared when she summoned them, but there was her blade, calling to her. Her emerald pools then shifted over, seeing that the bloody Duchess left her pepper gun off to the side of the table stupidly. An idea formed inside her mind, but unfortunately the plan couldn't begin until her body overcame its current ordeal, even if that meant letting herself orgasm.

Moment by agonizing moment passed, until Alice couldn't take it any longer. She bit deeply against her lower lip, not wanting to moan out to let the Duchess win. Her lip started to bleed as her head pressed hard against the table, and her body lightly quivered out in her release. The grotesque woman replied by starting to laugh from between Alice's legs. It was then that Alice took the moment to slide her heels against the Duchess' shoulders, as though it was from her release.

It was over-looked by the other woman, who slithered her tongue back into her mouth, about to further mock Alice. But, suddenly, using a newfound burst of energy, Alice used all of her strength to kick the Duchess back, making her stumble, nearly falling. Curling her own form, Alice forced her Vorpal blade to slide from her apron pocket and up over her chest, gripping the handle between her teeth, looking nearly like a rabid animal. She pulled herself up on the table, leaning her head back to messily stab the blade up against her wrists, unconcerned if she hurt herself in the process. The blade made quick work of the cloth, as though it wasn't there at all.

The Duchess, gaining her balance, saw the trickery that had been pulled, and eyes narrowed in rage. "You wretched little twit! I was going to cook you alive, but now I'm going to eat you raw!" She screamed, but Alice heard none of it. Her eyes were locked at the woman vaulting towards her and suddenly gripped the handle of her blade and hurled it at the woman, it biting into the center of the woman's chest, stopping her in her tracks. It was buried to the handle, blood seeping through her own bodice. Slowly, the Duchess stared down at the biting pain in her chest, only as Alice stood up on the table, the pepper-grinder gun in her hands.

The Duchess looked up to Alice, her eyes widening in fear. "Die, you bloody, raping, hideous ogre…!" Alice hissed and suddenly started to shoot the pepper straight into the open mouth of the Duchess. The monstrous woman stumbled back, starting to cough and sneeze violently. Her eyes bulged, reddening as she clutched at her chest, both because she couldn't breathe, and because of the blade in her chest. But, the fit was short-lived as her sneezes and coughing became so violent that suddenly, the woman's head exploded, erupting in a cloud of pepper and blood, splattering across Alice, who remained statuesque upon the table besides the rapid breathing that caused her chest to heavily rise and fall.

As the body of the former royalty fell to its knees and slumped onto the floor, blood flooding the floor, Alice stood, ever-staring at the woman's corpse. The rage she felt was slowly calming, but slime from the dead woman's tongue slowly dripped down her thigh, as well as her own fluids; a reminder of her body's betrayal. Her arms started to quiver, before lowering them and let the pepper-grinder gun fall to the table, and then to the floor. But, her eyes slowly raised to a bookshelf that opened, revealing Bill and the Mock Turtle. She watched as Bill walked up to the headless Duchess, tilting his head some.

"I'll have the leeches in to handle this mess…" He said idly. Not that Alice cared. However, she looked forward to see the Mock Turtle looking at her, and could see that he seemed sad. It wasn't a rare thing, as when she first bumped into him he was crying shamelessly in his underwear. However, her face softened as she realized he seemed to know what happened to her. She looked away, but soon felt his flippers wrapping around her form to bring her up off of the table, and settled her on the ground. "Take a few minutes to gather yourself, Alice. You can hide behind me as you do." He said, and she noticed now that he must have found his shell while she fought the Duchess.

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Alice gripped at her head as she sat up against the brush, hidden behind various strange plants and mushrooms. She had forgotten what the Duchess had done, until seeing her once more re-awakened the horrible memory. A rage filled her chest, but also a deep sense of despair. She had been violated by that wretched woman, and yet, here she was again, alive and well. It was apparent, however, that she would need to fight the Duchess again to get past her, and slowly Alice rose to her feet. She gripped the Vorpal Sword tight within her fingers, making her way towards the cooking Duchess.

Slowly, the Duchess raised her head, and Alice immediately noticed a change in the woman. "Ah, it's you again Alice… You may approach."

Alice had been hesitant on walking up to her, but there was a definite sense of kindness coming from the woman now. "…Why would I do that? You want to eat me." Alice replied, eyes narrowed in confused suspicion.

"Yes, well, you taught me manners, and I've lost my taste for mad women; strictly a porcine diet for me." This made Alice raise her eyebrows, listening to the Duchess continue about a mission she had for sure. Sure enough, it seemed as though the woman had changed her ways.

Did she even remember what she had done? Alice shook her head, focusing back in on her explanation of flying pig-snouts. But, most of all, Alice glanced to the fact that the Duchess was giving her the very weapon that she had used to try and kill Alice herself. She nodded and took the weapon before taking off; wanting to both get away from the memories of the Duchess, and further into Wonderland.
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