Chapter 7: It's Not That Easy Being Green

The foursome -- along with Toto, trotting along behind them -- arrived at the great door to the walled city.

Dorothy stepped up and pressed the doorbell button.

A small window opened in the huge door. A head stuck out the window.

"Who rang that bell? Oh, it's you! What took you so long?"

Dorothy smiled as she recognized the Solder with the Green Beard.

"Wait just a minute," the Soldier said, and closed his window.

The foursome heard some grating sounds, sliding sounds, and finally a loud CLACK as the great door slid slowly open.

The Soldier stepped forward and saluted. "Welcome to the Emerald City of Oz."

"Remember your promise," Dorothy warned. "You said you'd take us to meet the Wizard."

"Of course," the Soldier grinned. "But first, there are a few preliminaries. Here." He handed Dorothy a pair of green spectacles.

"What's this for?" Dorothy asked.

"It's the law in the Emerald City," the Soldier explained. "You must all wear these spectacles in the city." He leaned forward and whispered into Dorothy's ear. "It makes everything look green -- much easier than painting everything."

Dorothy slipped on the spectacles, as did the others.

"Even you, little fellow," the Soldier said, as he put a pair of glasses on Toto.

"Now," the Soldier said, straightening up. "You must all freshen up." He sniffed. "You smell of the road -- and other things."

Dorothy nodded. The Soldier led them through the door and closed it behind them, then led them down a side street.

The first building on the left was a "Clip and Groom" shop; the Lion and Toto were escorted inside. Up the street on the right was a Livery Stable with lots of fresh straw. The Scarecrow was led through that doorway.

Farther down on the left was a tinsmith, where the Tin Man entered; the last building on the right was labeled "Venus Spa and Beauty". Dorothy stepped inside the door.

The Soldier called after her. "I'll be back shortly to take you to the Wizard."

"Oh, my," the elderly lady behind the counter said, looking Dorothy over from head to foot. "We've got a LOT of work to do. First, bath... and laundry." She snapped her fingers, and two young women appeared, dressed in crisp, green uniforms. "Take this young woman to the baths," she ordered.

The two women stepped forward and escorted Dorothy off through a little door. Inside the small, darkened room, Dorothy was quickly undressed. The two women disappeared, along with Dorothy's clothing and green spectacles.

Without warning, water began spraying Dorothy's naked body from three directions.

Sputtering, Dorothy momentarily panicked, but quickly realized that the warm spray was comfortable, and meant to be a shower. She turned in the flow of water, allowing the dirt -- and other stuff -- to be removed from her body.

Just as she was beginning to enjoy it, the water stopped. A second door opened, and the two women appeared again, and escorted the nude Dorothy to a large, sunken bathtub.

Dorothy stepped down into the water; it was warm -- no, it was hot -- and scented with roses. She sank down into the tub, sitting on a little platform. She leaned back, luxuriating in the sensation of the warm water. She closed her eyes.

The tub was big enough for her to float. Her body drifted up, the nipples on her firm breasts broke water; along with her toes; a cool sensation compared to the warmth of the water.

She floated effortlessly in the water, her eyes closed, until she felt the hand on her leg. She opened her eyes a crack, and saw that the two women were now equally naked, and in the tub with her.

The dark-haired one on Dorothy's left pressed a button, and jets of air and water began to flow through the tub-water.

Dorothy smiled. She had heard of hot-tubs, but had never been in one.

The two women began to rub Dorothy's body with soft cloths, continuing the washing that had begun in the shower. Dorothy closed her eyes and relaxed, letting the women continue their work.

They scrubbed diligently at her feet, and hands and arms and legs, then belly and back. They seemed to stay away from her private parts, much to Dorothy's dismay.

When the red-head at Dorothy's right used her cloth on Dorothy's inner thigh, Dorothy decided to make a move. She moaned softly, and opened her legs wider.

The red-head's movements slowed noticeably. Dorothy opened her eyes a slit, and watched the red-head's face. The red-head reached over and used her cloth to stroke Dorothy's slit.

Dorothy moaned again. The red-head glanced at Dorothy's face, then dropped her cloth, and used her fingers to caress Dorothy's lower lips.

Receiving no objection from Dorothy, the red-head gained boldness. She reached in with her other hand, and separated Dorothy's outer lips, revealing the pink within. She caressed Dorothy's clit, rolling it with the tips of her fingers.

The dark-haired girl watched a moment, then bent forward and placed her lips around Dorothy's left nipple. She sucked gently. Dorothy felt her nipple stiffen.

The red-head slipped a finger inside Dorothy's pussy, while pressing on her clit with her thumb.

Dorothy gasped; the red-head considered it an invitation, and slipped in another finger. She pressed upward with them, finding a sensitive place inside Dorothy's wet cunt.

The dark-haired girl switched breasts. Dorothy reached up and grasped the dark-haired girl's breast, now within easy reach from her floating position. The girl moaned as Dorothy tweaked her nipple, the vibrations of her voice adding to the stimulation her tongue was giving Dorothy's tit.

The redhead moved, sliding around Dorothy's leg, without losing her grip on Dorothy's pussy. She pushed Dorothy gently to the edge of the tub, which was padded. Dorothy's head rode up over the edge, as the red-head dipped down into the water, her face now level with Dorothy's groin.