L. FRANK BAUM
AFTER THE WIZARD LEFT OZ
...So Dorothy took Toto in her arms, closed her eyes, and clicked her heels together three times, wearing the ruby slippers she had taken from the witch after her house fell. "I want to go home to Kansas," she whispered.
There was a collective gasp from the inhabitants of the Emerald City, as she seemed to be carried away by a gust of wind high into the sky. They watched until she was only a small speck, and then could be seen no more.
The Scarecrow, the Tin Man, and the Lion watched her go. The Lion wiped a tear from his eye with his tail, and the Scarecrow reminded the Tin Man that he would rust if he cried. They would all miss their friend.
Glinda, the Good Witch of the North, however, had no such tears. Her dainty giggle rang out over the main square of the Emerald City. "Well, Thank Goodness," she said. "It took a lot of magic, but we finally got rid of the old charlatan and the little do-gooder at once! Now maybe Oz can go back to the way it used to be. Let's have a little fun around here!"
"What do you mean?" asked the Scarecrow. "All I ever did before Dorothy came was hang on that pole. What do you do for fun around here?"
"I was too afraid to have fun," said the Cowardly Lion, "until The Great Oz gave me this medal."
"Ah," said the Tin Man, "now that I have my heart, I remember the tinsmith's lovely daughter and how we used to while away the hours before I rusted. But alas, I am afraid that the tinsmith replaced all my parts except ... " He glanced down at his empty crotch.
"RRRRRR," roared the Lion, "and the Scarecrow's dick is just made out of a twist of straw. But now I am King of the Forest! The Wizard has made me brave enough to do anything! And being king has certain privileges. I certainly know how to use my lion's cock. Lions, you know, can fuck for as many as forty times in a row! I am not afraid of the other beasts anymore. I am going to go see what lioness pussy is in the Forest! ROARRRRRR!" With mighty bounds, he rapidly left the Emerald City with sex on his mind.
"You see," said Glinda, "even the beasts of Oz used to have fun before that old puritanical fraud took over! And the people do even better. Citizens of Oz," she called, "let the celebration begin!"
"Well," said the Scarecrow, "The Wizard left me in charge because of my brains, not my cock. If I can't participate I can surely watch." He settled down on the Great Throne and the Tin Man sat next to him. The Citizens of the Emerald City soon began to dance and sing for them.
First came a group of young women. "We represent the Lullaby League," they sang, and as they did they raised their dresses to show as fine a selection of cunts as had ever been seen. Some slits had dark hair, some had red hair, some were shaved into landing strips, and some were totally bare. Each and every one was a pink perfection and a delight to the eye.
From the other side came a group of young men. As they danced, they unbuttoned their pants and held their long stiff cocks in their hand. "We represent the Lollipop Gang," they sang, "and who will suck our lollipops?" The women squealed and dropped to their knees, and soon each Lollipop had its licker.
It was a competition, and every sucker worked hard on the stiff cock she had in her mouth. Up and down went the heads, and soft hands twisted and rubbed the shafts while their busy tongues toyed with the sensitive heads. One red-headed woman seemed particularly skilled, and the watchers cheered as she pulled down the top of her dress, revealing shapely tits tipped with rosy nipples. Immediately her man shot his cum all over those pretty boobs and raised his hands in victory.
Swiftly, up and down the line, the other men came to their climaxes too, and the smiling women proudly showed off their cum soaked faces and tits. "Suck his dick, splash her tits, and a couple of tra la las! That's how we like to have our fun in the Merry Old Land of Oz!" they sang.
Then ten yellow-dressed Winkie women winked at the Munchkin men, all in blue. The Munchkins pulled up the dresses of the women and began to do what Munchkins do best, munch pussy. The women moaned and the busy tongues went up and down and in and out. Each little cunt eagerly sought the pleasure it was receiving. The Munchkin girls' hips twitched and jerked as the licking became more intense. Just as they reached their climaxes and began to gasp with pleasure, the other inhabitants of the Emerald City gasped too. Looking up they saw a large pink bubble descending from the sky.
As it touched the ground a red headed woman stepped out of it, clad in nothing at all except her long red hair. She gave a few expert twists of her hips and immediately a group of red clad Quadlings ran over to her and bowed down.
Glinda exclaimed, "My sister Belinda, the Good Witch of the South! And dressed properly for bewitching, too." The Woodman and the Scarecrow gaped at this new arrival as she began undressing the Quadlings. Soon she had a hard cock in each hand and one in her mouth, one in her pussy and one rubbing the crack of her ass.
Glinda was not going to stay out of that action. She waved her wand and her beautiful gown disappeared, leaving her sky clad just as her sister witch was. She went to Belinda and gave her a deep kiss, fondling her round ass as she did. Belinda left her Quadlings to play with their women and gave her attention to Glinda's fine boobs.
Her tongue flicked over the rosy nipples as Glinda moaned with pleasure. Then her hand sought out Glinda's wet slit and began rubbing it. Slowly they fell back into a bed of emerald green grass and locked their legs together so their pussies could trib against each other. A crowd of happy Emerald City residents gathered around and began clapping and cheering as they rubbed their hot boxes together.
