"You know it was my Leopold who showed Hatter how to make tea."
Eritha had sat Alice, Celia, Doreen and the two Sheds-men at a large oval table in her kitchen already set with a wonderfully rustic brown earthenware tea service.
"Poor Hatter had still been trying to brew dandelion leaves. When dear Leopold successfully cultivated the first cutting of Camellia Sinensis it completely captivated Wonderland and when He included a spoonful of THC in every caddy His fame and influence were ensured."
Alice drained the last drip from the very shapely Double D sized cup and smacked her lips happily.
"Do you have any snacks?"
"I got some snacks Alice."
Celia climbed up onto her chair, lifted her skirt chest high and exposed the slightly tufted lips of her cunt in Alice's direction.
"Don't need hairs in my teeth thanks you fucking whore."
For some unidentifiable reason that sounded incredibly funny and the whole table dissolved into fits of giggles. Doreen laughed so hard she literally pissed herself whilst Pete and Bill took turns rimming her winking ass eye.
"This is Leopold's favorite blend. We named it the "Good morning English Wood'. Guaranteed to give you an excellent rise and very refreshing to the last drop."
Celia fell off her chair laughing but landed surreptitiously directly onto Bills just presently vacant tongue.
"Ride that farm boy phalange Celia. Go for the full eight seconds."
Alice was beginning to suspect some form of foul play and is if in confirmation a large feathered Cock crowed through the adjacent window.
Hatter and Leopold having finished some rather tedious negotiations returned to the room in time to witness the semblance of a conga line circling the table. In essence Alice was being buggered by Pete, who was being pegged by Celia, who was being tongue fucked by Bill being blown pull back style between his ass cheeks by Doreen, all to the rhythm of one two three hop.
"Good golly gosh Eritha did you forget the crumpets again?"
Leopold tried to sound stern but like the old vaudevillian He was thrust three fingers of His right hand in Doreen's gaping asshole and joined the dance.
Alice stamped her feet hard to get the last drip of Pete's overly sticky semen to fall from her gaped and raggedy asshole before pulling up the tooth floss she rather jokingly referred to as her underwear. Suddenly something new caught her attention, wafting through the air like a magical carpet of deliciousness was the smell of strong delectable vintage cheese. Her stomach rumbled mightily and try as she might a loud and high pitched salvo escaped her pursed anus.
"I do beg pardon everyone."
"Didn't hear a thing my dear child!"
Leopold dramatically raised his right knee to his chest to let one go with gusto then fell over in fits of laughter. Not to be outdone Hatter managed to light a nice expulsion of his own that Celia utilized to toast a crumpet or two.
"Really you boys and your gases, anyone would think you have sole 0wnership."
Erithas reply was extremely load and extraordinarily long, lasting her entire trip from dining room to kitchen.
"Sounds like there's fog out in the bay!"
Leopold had no sooner spoke than he was obliged to bend double to avoid a well-aimed saucepan originating from Erithas general direction. Alice ignored the flying cook wear and stiffed the air like the well trained bitch she was. Realizing she had automatically pointed in the direction of a door that was temptingly slightly ajar she decided to investigate.
"If you're going into the cheese factory you need to put one of these nets over your hair. Got to be hygienic after all."
Alice took the black lacy item from Leopold's hand and looked at it quizzically.
"These are crotchless panties!"
"Well of course they're crotchless otherwise how would they be hygienic?"
Alice pondered for all of five seconds but deciding that the conversation was going nowhere but downhill and placed the skimpy item on her head pulling the elastic top down over her ears.
"Don't mind if we tag along do you Leopold? Will be quite like old times being with Alice in a dairy establishment,"
Leopold of course acquiesced to Pete and Bills request quite happily. Fellow aficionados of the lactose trade were always welcome and might even be willing to help with the production flow.