I was only nine years old. I loved Alice so much, I had all the threads archived and the pics saved. I'd pray to Alice every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "Alice is love", I would say, "Alice is life". My dad hears me and calls me a tranny-loving faggot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion to Alice. I called him a cunt. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It's Alice. I'm so happy. She whispers in my ear, "H-hello <4". She grabs me with her powerful pre-op transwoman hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for Alice. She penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Alice. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against her force. I want to please Alice. She roars a mighty roar, as she fills my butt with her love. My dad walks in. Alice looks him straight in the eye, and says, "It's all ogre now, sweetie". Alice leaves through my window. Alice is love. Alice is life.
