Chapter 5

The friends hurried on to the gates of the city. The great pink door loomed before them and Sally marched right up to it. She lifted the big tit-shaped knocker and let it thump against the door.

"Who the fuck did that?" a fussy voice cried out from inside.

"We did," Sally said.

"Who the fuck is we?"

"We are four travelers that have come to see Cooze."

"You want to see cooze? Look at your own, then."

"Who the fuck is that?" Scarecrow called. "Open the door before we break it down!"

"Yeah," Lion shouted. "I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow it down!"

"I think it's wolves that do that," Sally whispered.

"It's opening! It's opening!" the voice called nervously. "Why didn't you say you wanted inside?"

The door opened and the friends went into the city. There was no sign of the doorkeeper, but his voice came from all around them.

"Now where do you want to go?" it asked.

"We must see the Wizard of Cooze," Sally said. "My friends all need his help, and so do I, and the wicked witch of the West wants my ruby slippers, and she wants to suck my pussy, so I need to see Cooze."

"The witch of the West? The Ruby Slippers? Holy Gaw! You ought to go see Cooze!"

"That's what we said," Sally cried.

"Oh, well then, why didn't you say so? It's straight ahead. You can't miss it."

"Golly," Sally said, "I can't go to see the mighty wizard looking like this. I'm a mess!"

"We all could use a little cleaning up," Tinny said. "Look over there! A bathhouse and massage parlor! Let's go get fixed up."

The friends went inside the parlor and a bevy of lovely girls ran to greet them. " Right in here," they called. "We'll fix you up as quick as can be!"

They were taken to soft beds where they all lay down. The girls started working on them eagerly, rubbing and stroking them all over. Lion and Scarecrow both got hard cocks in a minute.

"Do you want to fuck?" the girls asked.

"I do," Lion sobbed. "But I don't got the nerve. You just go ahead and do whatever you think you should."

"I don't have any balls," Scarecrow laughed, "but I'll do the best I can."

One of the girls got on Lion and stuffed his prick up her pussy. The minute he felt the red-haired beauty squeeze down on him with her tight cunt, Lion roared.

"Oh shit! I'm coming!" he cried.

Lion shot his wad up the girl and the hot load oozed back out of her to puddle on his furry belly.

"Ooh, too fast!" the girl complained. "Now I'll have to get you hard again so I can have my fun, too."

Scarecrow ran his long dong up the sweet slit of his attendant and she began to squeal with pleasure.

"Oh, Cooz! What a cock!" she cried. "Oh my Gaw! I'm gonna come! Fuck me, you old bale of hay! I'm coming! I'm-I am! I, oh, yes! Coming now!"

Sally was hot from the massage and her eyes were wide from the sight of real, live, honest fucking. She fingered her little slit and braced herself to get some coming done too. But she looked at Tinny and saw tears running down the bright, silver cheeks.

"Oh, poor Tinny! Sally said. "You can't do a thing, can you?"

"No. But you go ahead. Make a nice sixty-nine with your girl."

Tinny's attendant looked at the sad girl. Then she smiled. "Maybe if I suck your tits," she said, "and you eat my slit, we can both come?"

"Yes! Anything!" poor Tinny sobbed. "I'll eat you up, if you can just give me a come!"

"Let's do it too," Sally said to her massage girl. "I have never sucked a girl, but I know how to do it; I've had my pussy sucked!"

Sally crawled on top of the horny massage girl and crouched with her pussy over the attendant's face. Then she bent over and licked the girl's slit.

"Oh yes! That's right-go to town, honey!" the girl gasped. "Now I'm going to suck your sweet crack!"

Sally began to eat the girl eagerly and her tender tongue danced around in the dewy-sweet pussy. Then she found the stiff little clit and she settled down to it thirstily. And, since she had already had quite a bit of experience, Sally was able to start coming almost at once, letting her juice flow to the other girl's eager lips.

But poor Tinny wasn't having any luck at all. Her attendant was sucking and nibbling her hard little tits while Tinny fingered her wet slit, but

Tinny just wasn't getting off the ground. She began to cry bitterly when she realized that her come while she was eating Scarecrow had only been a fluke.

"It's no use," she sobbed. "I won't be able to come until I see Cooze and get a pussy!"

Even little Popo got the treatment. A massage girl had brushed his coat until it was shiny and nice and then she grabbed his little prick and tossed him off. By the time Popo was done, all four of the travelers were ready to go on to Cooze.

Lion was strutting like a real king when they left the parlor. "Hey, how about me?" he rumbled. "Did you see my girl? She came until she couldn't move! I fucked her the best she ever got!"

"No, you didn't Lion," Sally laughed. "She fucked you, and I saw her do it."

"But I fucked mine," Scarecrow grinned.

"You really did," Sally said. "I saw you-and she came too! I guess it doesn't really hurt, to have a big old prick stuck inside your pussy!"

"Then we must hurry straight to Cooze, right now," Sally said firmly. "That's why we all came here in the first place."

"Which way now?" Lion asked.

"The doorkeeper said it was straight ahead," Scarecrow replied. "Look up there; it's a sign."

Sally read the large, brightly colored sign that was painted on the wall. It pointed toward a big, pink building and said that the Great Wizard of Cooze was in.

Sally led the way. The others followed her and they entered the building with a golden marker that read: Palace of Cooze, the Mighty and Magnificent. Enter at your own risk.

"That's scary," Tinny said. "I wonder where he is."

Just then a huge voice boomed at them. A great flame leaped up from the floor and in the red, smoky pillar was a face, with great eyes that stared at them. "Who are you, and why do you trespass in the Palace of Cooze?"

"Are you Cooze?" Sally asked.

"I am Cooze. Who are you, you pretty little shrimp?"

Suddenly Sally was afraid. Her sweet little pussy felt shriveled and dry. "I am Sally, your greatness," she whispered.

"You are Sally-oops! Are you the Sally I got a note about? From, from-her?"

"Who's her?" Scarecrow asked.

"Cunta! The awful and evil witch!" Cooze roared.

"If she mentioned ruby slippers," Sally said, "then I'm that Sally."

"Oh. Well then, what can I do for you, Sally?"

"I want you to send me home; back to Kansas."

"Urn, I see. Ruby slippers and all, eh? And who are these ragtag creatures that have come with you?'

"Oh, these are friends of mine," Sally said. "They want-"

"Stuff your gap!" Cooze howled. "I know who they are, and what they want."

"Balls!" Scarecrow called.

"A cooze!" Tinny shrilled.

"I think I'll just go now," Lion muttered.

"You will stay!" Cooze roared. "I will tell you when to leave. And I will give you all the things you want. But first you must pass a test to show you deserve the help of Cooze, the Mighty."

"A test?" Sally cried. "Oh, we can pass a test."

"Excellent!" Cooze snickered. "All you have to do is bring me the broomstick of Cunta, the witch of the West!"

"Oh shit!" Lion moaned.

"Oh gee," Sally cried. "I don't see how we could do that. She seems to be so very attached to it."

"We'd have to kill her," Tinny cried. "Whatever," Cooze said. "Just bring it to me."

"But, it is very bad to kill anybody," Sally quavered. "I just don't think-"

"Bring me the broomstick!" Cooze roared. "And be off with you, at once!"

Sally turned away from the fiery face. The friends started walking away from the wizard. "And cover your little pink ass, Sally!" Cooze shouted. "Or somebody is going to jape that sweet little hole of yours, and then where will you be?"

"Oh my!" Sally gasped.

The friends hurried away from the fearful wizard. "How can we get the witch's broom?" Lion growled.

"Hey!" Tinny cried. "She went ape for Scarecrow's cock, maybe he can fuck her silly again, and we can take it while she's getting off!"

"Golly," Sally exclaimed, "that's good thinking! It just might work!"

"I guess we can just start traveling West," Scarecrow said. "I expect the witch will find us pretty fast."

"Yes," Sally said. "She wants the Ruby Slipper s, and my head."

"I don't blame her," Tinny giggled. "If I had a pussy, I'd want some too!"

"Oh? I don't understand," Sally said. "What do you mean, Tinny?"

"Sally," Tin Girl laughed, "don't you know? 'Head' means sucking off. You gave Scarecrow head, and Lion gave you head. And you and the girl in the parlor gave each other head when you sixty-nined!"

"Oh!" Sally cried. "Is that what she wants? I thought she meant she wanted to cut my head off! Wow! That's a relief."

Sally began to walk faster, ready to meet her fate with the wicked witch.