>'CHAAAAAANGE PLAAAAACES!'
>How many times has it been? You can't really tell.
>Ever since you stumbled into this strange Demon Realm, its been one insane moment after another. From being chased and teased by a grinning catgirl, to hiding from a stoic, cold eyed dragon girl who had two mouth tentacles extending from her sides that cackled and laughed lewdly from moment to moment.
>Finally you found... the Tea Party.
 
>At first it seemed like a welcome relief, you could finally sit down on a large, comfortable chair and relax. Sure, the monsters pretty much forced you into the chair and chattered on nonsensically as you tried to enjoy your tea.
>Who the hell puts /butter/ in tea?
>Still, it wasn't too bad. You were so tired... but the caffeine in the tea was clearly waking you up.
>The great outdoor tea party had a number of guests. The host was a dapper woman with a large hat that looked oddly spongy to the touch. She was conversing madly with a grinning, jabbering rabbit girl with enormous pink fluffy leg fur and a very sleepy mousegirl in a giant teapot.
>You smiled even, enjoying the humor and the singing.
>And then you said the wrong fucking thing.
>"You know... come to think of it, its probably my Unbirthday too."
>"IT IIIIIIS?!"
>Echoed by the others... it was the start. Your arms, resting on the arms of the chair, were suddenly clamped down by soft yet irresistible bands.
>The party began.
>Everyone was invited it seemed. The lost little girl succubus who you lost control and raped, and then ran away from despite her begging you to stay. The damn cat and her leering grin and her teases. The dragon herself, the Jabberwock, who sat disdainfully and sipped her tea. She didn't even try to sing, only monotoned the words of their unbirthday song. Her laughing tentacle mouths gibbered and chortled along with the melody.
 
>The little girl Succubus bounced on your cock as she sang along to the songs, eating cake and not seeming to understand the fact that you were having sex. She just wiggled and bounced and squirmed until you exploded inside of her.
>She even kisses you cutely on the cheek and says 'Very Merry Unbirthday, papa!' as she pulls herself off when the call to Change Places occurs.
 
>The March Hair giggled and hopped, bouncing and sloshing tea and butter and sugar everywhere. She went wild on your lap. Wiggling her pussy ontop your helplessly erect cock and flicking her ears in your face. She bounced so hard and so fast you were worried your cock would be injured.
 
>The little mouse girl dozed on your lap even with your cock inside her. As she slept, her insides... did things to you. They writhed and pulsed and slurped as she gave the cutest little snores and yawns. Half murmuring along with the tweety music from the seemingly animated teapots. She was utterly adorable, and gave you a searing orgasm that drooled out of her tiny body. She woke up and gave you a sweet kiss before falling into a teapot and being handed down the table.
 
>That damn cat leered at you as she rode you, turning your 'Unbirthday' chair around so she could ride you face to face and still look at the party goers. The inside her her pussy had ridges that seemed made to stimulate your cock, and her purring right into your ear and lewd, teasing comments were blindingly erotic. You came in her twice with her shit-eating grin never fading from her face.
 
>Then it was the Jabberwocky's turn.
 
>You felt even more intimidated by the stoic faced Dragoness approaching you as you sat. Your dick was covered by your semen and the fluids of the others you'd been with.
 
>The gibbering, jabbering tentacle mouths slide forward and, like a dainty maid using a handkerchief to clean her chair, proceed to lick you clean before she sits.
 
>She pulls her skirt up, exposing brown curve of ass as she sinks down... not caring if her back is to the tea party as her pussy slowly swallows your cock. The pink wetness inside is hot, like a furnace. And the molten heat and tightness grip your cock as her toned thighs sink down onto your legs.
 
>At first she cocks her head as if wondering what you are, then raising her finger to your lips, rubbing them down to peel your lower lip from your teeth before sliding it away. She says with barely a rise in her even voice, "Very merry unbirthday to you..."
 
>And then with the ferocity of a dragon, she began to pump your cock, riding you with a dedicated firmness. Her tentacle mouths cackled and moaned and lewdly slurped your face and chest. She bounced, breasts rocking over you as her cheeks colored pink even in the brown of her skin.
 
>Thud thud thud.
 
>The force of the impacts strained your bones. You helplessly cried as the song swayed and bounced right along with her savage fucking. Yet, through it all, her expression only pinked.
 
>It would be utterly adorable if it didn't feel like she was going to break you.
 
>Your orgasm comes as a relief in so many ways. She clamps down on you, pussy rocking onto your cock like a hungry mouth. Lewdly rocking there as at last some joy came to her face. Her eyes softened, and her mouth opened in a little moan as you jetted semen deep inside of her dragon pussy.
 
>"CHAAAAAANGE PLAAACES!"
 
>Oh god. When will it end?
 
>Your host, the Hatter, at last took her seat. She snuggled down onto your lap, the wet, slimey softness of her clothes was... strange. But you wondered with those long pants how she was going to fuck you.
 
>She giggled, sending a wink over her shoulder, then laughed madly, "Its a Very Merry Unbirthday, Anonymous Man!"
 
>She rocked, and you had to admit, she was sexy and dapper in her clothes. Even if it more like mushroom flesh then cloth. She mmmned as she sang along, before rising up and reaching between her legs as she bent forward for you. Holding onto her hat with her other hand.
 
>Like a zipper being pulled, she parted the middle of her pants by drawing her finger down the crack of her ass and over her puffy, drooling vulva. It was, despite the things you'd seen today, one of the most erotic acts you've witnessed.
 
>Sliding back, she assumed pride of place as she sank onto your cock. Her pussy was so wet, so slimy. It clung to the flesh of your cock with a lewd stickiness that promised incredible friction as she rode. Her plush, heart-shaped ass dropped fully down into your lap and she sighed contentedly. Her gloved hands rest on yours as she turned her be-hatted head, smiling at you.
 
>As they sang, she began to rock. Her pussy moved around your cock with a wet slurping sound, her back bowing bonelessly as she rocked forward and then back onto you.
 
>"You know, Anomymous Chap! Don't look so down, put on a dapper hat!" She slaps her hat upon your head, and on looking at the inside you can see the wet, slimy tissue inside. It was a mushroom cap, alright. And it sat both dapper and lewd on your head. You didn't know your head could be molested, but this hat was certainly trying. "The Tea Party has been a wonderful success! I should know, I made the mess!" She giggled and her wild eyes danced at you.
 
>"Three-hundred sixty five days in a year, and Unbirthdays come with merry cheer! Your birthday is but once, we all attest. But your Unbirthdays fill all the rest, so please, dear sir... give us your best!" She arched up, kissing you hard as she twisted sidesaddle on your lap. Continuing to rock and squelch and slurp on your cock. "You'll be here forever, my anonymous man. For Tea Parties and Tulips and fun that will never... ever... end~!" She purred the last words as you drooled thick dollops of semen into her inhuman pussy. And yet the vigor from the tea wasn't stopping.
 
>All the girls, all together, cried aloud, "A VERY MEEEEEERRY UNBIRTHDAAAAAAAAAY... TOOOOO YOOOOOOU!"
 
>Oh god.