Dorothy Vega A Life
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For everybody's understanding
This story is written with three voices:
1- Dorothy: she will talk in italic, it will also be used to retrascript other voices from the Vlog.
2- The narator: he will talk normally
3- the viewer: you will talk between "brackets"
As a side note, this story starts a bit slowly but once you get to good part (Vlog Day 9, I'd say) you'll have plenty of sex to go around.
Dorothy #1 It had been 3 months since Dorothy and Ricky's interlude. They had maintained contact with weekly calls and video chat. She had even developed a relationship with Ricky's son, Mike. He had even started calling her “Gamma” since he already had grandparents. He had worried Ricky so much about meeting her that he caved in and bought him airfare to visit on a 3 day weekend. That weekend had started and Dorothy was at the airport waiting. She had worn a simple, lose, multi-print summer...
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Dorothy fought off a shudder. She started to climb up on the bed. "Wait one minute, my dear," the Witch said. "Haven't you forgotten something?" Dorothy looked puzzled. "Your clothing, Dorothy. Take off your dress." "Oh." Dorothy took a deep breath. "O.K." She lifted her skirt and pulled her dress over her head, standing naked except for her ruby slippers. "Very pretty, my pretty," the Witch cackled. "Now..." she gestured. Dorothy slowly climbed into the bed. The Witch...
Dorothy gazed through the window; the winds whipped around the house, obscuring most of the view. It seemed to her that she was moving -- and moving swiftly at that, but she couldn't be sure, since she had no landmarks to watch. Then almost as suddenly, there was another feeling, like the momentary weightlessness of a descending elevator. "We're falling!" Dorothy shouted. "Toto!" She grabbed up her dog, and jumped onto the bed, hoping it would cushion the shock of the fall -- at...
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...
The Tin Man smiled sadly. "Just beat on my chest, here." Dorothy banged on the metal. "So?" "It's empty. The tinsmith didn't give me a heart." "So what does that mean?" Dorothy asked. "It means that I have sex for pleasure, not for love." "That's typical," Dorothy sighed, shrugging. "But then, I do, too." "Then you've come to the right place," the Tin Man grinned. "Take a look at this!" He opened the small door in his groin, and out slid a shiny tube, studded with...
Dorothy turned, puzzled. "Did you hear that?" she asked Toto. The little dog looked up at her and panted. "Then some people prefer that way," the voice said. Dorothy whirled around. Still nobody. But the scarecrow was pointing the other way. As Dorothy watched, the Scarecrow lifted his head and smiled. "Then of course," he grinned, "some people prefer it up the ass." He thrust his hips forward in an obscene gesture. "Why, you can talk," Dorothy said. "Of course I can talk. I...
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The yellow brick road lead around a bend, and to the crest of a small hill. At the top of the hill, Dorothy and her companions looked ahead to see the Emerald City of Oz on the horizon. "It's so beautiful! And CLOSE!" Dorothy exclaimed. The companions resumed their journey with renewed vigor. They practically skipped down the yellow brick pathway. The Wicked Witch of the West gazed into her crystal ball. "Ah, yes,... yes!" she cried. "Perfect! This will slow her down!" She waved...
The forest grew close to the yellow bricks of the pathway. There were strange noises that came from the forest; some Dorothy recognized as bird calls, others were mysterious. The most ominous was a heavy movement, which seemed to parallel their path. "Are there wild animals in these woods?" Dorothy asked, nervously. "Some," the Tin Man said, cheerfully. "Mostly Lions and Tigers and Bears." "Oh, my!" The Scarecrow gasped. "Now don't start that," Dorothy moaned. She pulled her...
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"I am bound by magic to the Wicked Witch. I must follow her commands, as long as she holds the Magic Cap. So I've got to take you to her, since that is what she commanded me to do." Dorothy nodded. "I understand." "But that doesn't keep me from telling you her secrets -- as long as you promise to steal for me the Magic Cap." Dorothy smiled and nodded. "I'll help you. Just tell me what I have to do." The Tin Man looked down. He was hanging upside down from the limb of a tree....
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