An unauthorised tale of Wickedness.
When Madame Morrible gave Galinda her training wand, she wondered if it was a joke. After all, the thing looked cheap and tacky, and had an uncomfortable resemblance to a long glass dildo.
But as little as Galinda liked it, she had to accept that it was more than she had yesterday, and – given Morrible’s general (and, to Galinda’s mind, inexplicable) distaste for everything to do with Galinda – it was probably the best she was going to get.
And Galinda really, truly, did want to learn magic. Being beautiful was one thing – and Galinda truly was beautiful. Being rich was another – and Galinda was also rich. She was the envy of everyone at Shiz University, and the fantasy of everyone in her home town, but wouldn’t it be so much better to be the idol of all of Oz? And, ever since the Wizard had arrived in his miraculous balloon, everyone who was *anyone* in Oz used magic.
Galinda slept with the training wand that night. She hugged it against her chest, feeling its smoothness in the cleft between her small breasts, and thought about the wonderful things she would do with magic. How *popular* she would become.
The wand, in fact, felt so good against her skin that it made Galinda blush. She had never had sex. Oh, she had desired men, and fantasised about them, but letting one actually *touch* her private areas – ew! And she just knew that if she let a man fuck her, he would feel like he *owned* her – and no one was ever going to own Galinda.
But she couldn’t help but think now a *penis* would feel between her tits – perhaps Fiyero’s penis – hard and warm, like the wand, and yet maybe soft and lubricated, leaving a warm wet trail of pre-cum between her teats…
She blushed and snatched the wand away from her bosom. These thoughts were very unlike her.
Had she been breathing quicker, as she had those slutty ideas? Had she gasped? Elphaba was sleeping just across the room from her, and she would rather die than have Elphaba know that she had been aroused, that she had been thinking sexual thoughts. She could picture Elphaba giving her one of those knowing, contemptous looks… and Galinda would just *die*.
She tried to compose herself.
But now the wand was near her groin, and Galinda was suddenly aware that her pussy was wet.
She shouldn’t…
… but the wand *did* look like a dildo.
She could do it quietly. No one would know.
Slowly she pressed the tip of the glass wand against her pussy lips, and pushed. She had to put a hand over her mouth to stop herself from gasping as the wand slid up into her fuckhole. It felt so *good*!
Would Madame Morrible have guessed that the first thing Galinda would do with her new wand was fuck herself with it? It didn’t matter. That horrible old bag never needed to know. Galinda would just… enjoy the wand, and then wash it afterwards.
She pumped the wand in and out of her twat, and she had to jam her entire fist into her mouth to stop herself from squealing. It felt so much better than her own fingers. Had Galinda been missing out, all this time, by not letting boys fuck her? Is this how good it felt to be penetrated, to have her vagina stuffed full?
By the Wizard, she wanted to be *popular*. She wanted *everyone* to want her. She wanted to be the focus of every boy’s attention, so that some day when she decided to actually ride a cock, she would have the pick of every man in Oz. To be *popular*… that was the most important thing…
And then she was cumming, her whole body thrashing silently under the blankets. And still she kept pumping the wand into her pussy, until she was cumming again, and again, and again… until eventually she fell asleep in the throes of ecstasy.
But what Galinda didn’t know is that the combination of her sexual energy and her fervent, concentrated wishes had had an effect – and as she had orgasmed, she had been causing the wand to fire spell after spell into her fuckhole and womb, each one creating a stronger enchantment than the one before…
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Galinda lost her virginity to Pfannee, and Pfannee didn’t even *like* girls. On the morning after Galinda got her wand, she dressed, went out into the corridors of Shiz University, and encountered her good friend Pfannee…
… whereupon Pfanee’s eyes glazed over, and he threw Galinda up against the wall, and choked her with one hand while he ripped off her pretty pink dress with the other. Soon he was forcing his hard cock into her pretty, virginal pussy, and he was choking her so hard that Galinda couldn’t even scream.
When it was over and he had deposited his cum into her womb, he stumbled away, not seeming to understand what he had done.
Galinda ran, screaming, looking for help, and encountered Fiyero – who immediately grabbed a handful of her hair and dragged her into his bedroom, where he raped her twice – once in the pussy and once in the ass.
“You’re so… popular,” he whispered in her ear as he raped her. “I want you. Everyone wants you.”
And indeed, everyone did want Galinda. When she went to the faculty for help, Professor Nikidik just laughed at her naked body, and then put her on all fours in one of the cages he used for animal experimentation. He prodded at her tits and cunt with a shock-stick, making Galinda squeal, before finally pushing his cock through the cage bars and into her cunt.
“You would make a wonderful test subject, my dear,” he muttered as he fucked her. “I have a patented process, you see, for helping animals to forget how to make *human* sounds… and I wonder how it would work on you. What sounds would you *like* to make, my dear? Would you like to purr like a kitten? Bark like a dog? Moo like a cow?”
And Nikidik might have gone through with those threats had Madame Morrible not swept into the room and demanded Nikidik remove Galinda from the cage and then depart the room.
Galinda thought, briefly, that she was saved, until Morrible lifted up her skirts to show her bare cunt, and then pushed Galinda to the ground and straddled her face.
“I knew it would come to this with you,” she said, as she forced Galinda to lick her pussy. “This, or something like it. The spell you have cast on yourself is, of course, irreversible. For the rest of your life, no one will look at you without wanting to rape you.”
Galinda sobbed into Madame Morrible’s pussy as she obediently licked.
“I have two choices for you, my dear,” said Morrible. “The first is that I can take you somewhere where everyone will forget about you, and your disgrace will not reflect on Shiz University. There’s a very nice village, not far from here, populated by talking animals. You can find out whether your spell is limited to humans. If it is, I suspect the animals will take good care of you. If not – well, perhaps you are the sort of girl who will enjoy being raped by bears and goats.”
Galinda wailed with fear into Morrible’s pussy.
“Or you can be my pet, my dear,” she said. “I think Nikidik had the right idea when he put you in a cage. I have room in my life for a housemaid to do my chores, and to lick my cunt. We will simply tell your father that you got pregnant and ran off. My magic will make it sound convincing. No one will come to look for you.”
She looked down at the pretty, cursed girl licking her twat.
“Which will it be, Galinda?” she said. “A servant for me? Or a slave for the animals?”
It was really no choice at all.
Fairly soon, rather than Galinda being the most popular girl in Oz, pretty much everyone forgot she had ever existed. But her cage was nice, and Madam Morrible gave her a pretty pink pillow and blanket to keep in the cage. And when Galinda was very, very good, Madam Morrible let her fuck herself with the magic wand…
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