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Memoirs of the Toot Fairy	By : Jayrich Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 19971 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Memoirs of the Toot Fairy 2

Tootie scoops up another heaping helping of Timmy O’s with her spoon as she sits down at the kitchen table in her home. Her face shows signs of depression mixed with disbelief. Just mere hours ago, in the early morning, she was on the preverbal Second Base with the man of her dreams, and he was fully ready to come home and score. But then ‘POOF’, like magic it was all gone. And right now the young woman is left to wonder if it was just another vivid dream like the ones she’s had so many times before, or if opportunity did indeed slip from her grasp.
As she thinks it over, her solitude is invaded by her dreaded sister Vicky, who’s constantly checking her reflection in any mirror or mirror-like object. Her head is back to normal, and she wishes for it to remain that way.
“Perfect face, perfect face!” She says, still housing fears that her head will turn tooth-like again. “It had to be a dream, just some stupid, dorky dream!”
As she enters the kitchen, she notices her little sister solemnly eating her breakfast. Still irate over the “dream”, Vicky grabs Tootie’s bowl and proceeds to dump the contents over her head, before dropping the bowl on it. “Ah, and now I feel better.”
Reinvigorated, she confidently strolls out of the kitchen, as Tootie lets out a lovelorn sigh. “I guess it was just a dream…” She mutters as she reaches up to remove the bowl from her head. Just then, a small, metallic, pink item falls out of her sweater vest and onto the table. Tootie looks down at it to see it’s a hi-tech cell phone…one with a fairy crown & wand logo on it. Surprised to see it, she grabs the phone and flips it open to find a message on the screen that reads: For use only to contact the Tooth Fairy.
“It wasn’t a dream! It was real!” She exclaims, before covering her own mouth. The sound of joy would no doubt bring Vicky back into the room, and this is a secret she must keep. But questions arise in Tootie, and she intends to get the answers as she presses ‘Speed Dial’ and sends out a call to her ‘employer’.

“Oh Juandissimo, you’re hands ARE magical.”
The Tooth Fairy lies face down flat on a relaxation table, as the macho, muscular Juandissimo Magnifico chops his hands up and down her back, working out the kinks. It’s been heaven for the Queen of Dental Hygiene, as her first day at the spa has helped to whisk away all the stress and burden of her highly important job. Still, she does keep a small amount of concern for her apprentice, which is why she poofed a magical cell to her just a few moments ago.
“My hands live to give pleasure, my beauty.” Juandissimo tells her, breaking her train of thought. “Perhaps I should show you what they can do…lower?”
“Oh, I don’t think that would be a good idea.” She replies with a smirk. “And neither would my husband.”
That statement gives Juandissimo a bone-jarring reminder of exactly who her husband is, Jorgen Von Strangle. Remembering the last masseuse who got a little to feely with the Tooth Fairy, and his Jimmy Hoffa-like disappearance, he decides to play it safe and continue his work on the back. Just then, a loud electronic ringing is overheard. Reaching over onto an adjacent counter, the Tooth Fairy grabs her cell and flips it open to answer the call.
“You’ve got the Tooth Fairy…Tootie! You’ve done a wonderful job so far, especially for your first night.”
“Yeah, but my fairy powers are gone!” Tootie replies on the other end. “Did I do something wrong?”
“Of course not. The Tooth Fairy power I gave you disables itself in the morning, so your secret isn’t discovered.” The Tooth Fairy explains. “Once the sun goes down, you’ll be fully-charged. OH! That reminds me…”
Grabbing her wand, she gives it a quick wave and, a moment later, hears a poof coming from the other end, followed by Tootie’s voice. “Hey, a book just appeared in front of me.”
“It’s sort of an improvement manual.” She tells her. “It shows you exactly what you can do with your powers. You can give it a run through before tonight. It’ll help your job go a lot quicker. Well, Ta-Ta!”
The Tooth Fairy hangs up on her end as Tootie presses the ‘End’ button on her cell. Slipping it back into her sweater vest, she picks up the book recently given to her and opens it up to the first page. From there, the young apprentice reads and soaks up information as if she were studying for the SAT’s. And with each flip of the page, the grin on her face turns more devious and seductive, because while this new information can help her with her tooth-obtaining task, it can also help her obtain a certain buck-toothed, pink-hat wearing teen…who she longs for. But as she scans each page and absorbs new information, a dark figure hides in the bushes of her yard and watches from a distance outside of her window.

Outside of the Turner household, Cosmo & Wanda, disguised as squirrels, patiently wait on each side of the door. Unfortunately, Cosmo has stood on the wrong side as the door swings open, smashing him into the house. Timmy walks out of the house and down the walkway wearing a look of fright and confusion, as Cosmo’s muffled voice is heard from behind the door.
“Let’s go again! Let’s go again!”
“Is everything alright, sport?” Wanda asks, scurrying by his side as Timmy proceeds down the street.
“Not really.” Timmy tells her. “My parents caught me in a position that made it look like I was humping the couch cushions. And to make it worse, I had to sit through my Dad’s explanation of the birds & the bees…again!”
“What’s so bad about that?” Cosmo asks as he joins the two.
“I had to do most of the explaining!” Timmy reveals.
“Wow! That is bad.” Cosmo agrees. “I mean, how hard can it be? It’s just about board game, right? Wanda? Hello?”
Cosmo’s loving wife takes this moment to ignore her husband and keep her attention on her godson. “And all of this because, somehow, Tootie’s the new Tooth Fairy! I am so angry about this!”
Wanda grins back at her godchild, sensing a lie. “You didn’t seem too angry with her last night on the couch.”
“Hey, I was trying to pin her down to the couch so I could think of a way to get her out of the house.” Timmy says in his defense.
“And you needed to take your shirt off to do it?” Wanda slyly counters. “Face it Timmy, you liked making out with Tootie.”
“I DID NOT!” Timmy quickly denies.
“And I think you wanted to do a lot more with her…”
“THAT’S IT!!!” Enraged, Timmy ducks into a nearby dark alley, with his two godparents following close behind. Once clear of the public view, he turns to his two godparents. “I wish we were with Jorgen Von Strangle in Fairy World!”
With dual reluctant gulps, Cosmo & Wanda both raise their wands and grant the wish.
POOF!!!
In an instant, Timmy, Cosmo & Wanda find themselves transported to the world of fluffy pink clouds and magical experiences. They’re inside what appears to be a home economics class, and a quick look around reveals Jorgen Von Strangle standing in front of an oven wearing a camouflage apron that reads ‘Master Chef…of PAIN!’ Binky stands on the other side of the oven as Jorgen lowers the door open and checks on the course cooking inside, a 10lb spiral-cut Ham.
“RRAAHH! Binky, I told you to glaze the Ham in a complete even coating!” Jorgen barks at the hapless fairy, before grabbing him and forcing him in for a closer look. “Does that look like a complete, even coating?!”
Jorgen’s rant is cut short as he notices the three in the room. Tossing Binky aside, he turns to them. “Timmy Turner! Why have you invaded my culinary cooking class?”
“Because you’re wife has officially gone crazy!”
That answer causes Cosmo to step in front of Timmy, as he shakes in fear and clenches his wand tightly. “Uh Timmy, remember that talk we had about how not to upset Jorgen or he’ll use our bodies as dental floss?”
Timmy just moves Cosmo out of the way and continues. “How could she give up her powers and give them someone else?”
He stands firm, unwavering at the tone of voice he chose to address Jorgen to get his attention. That is, until Jorgen lifts his gigantic wand and backs the teen up into the wall. “You pink-hat wearing Fool!” Jorgen barks back. “My wife didn’t give up her powers; she only granted a portion of them to some small teenage girl on earth, to make her an apprentice!”
“Wait, so Tootie’s only an apprentice?” Timmy asks himself, before turning his attention back to Jorgen. “But did she have to pick her? Wasn’t there anyone else she could…?”
“SILENCE!!!” Jorgen’s loud roar, coupled with his wand, which is now glowing brightly, successfully clams up Timmy. “The Tooth Fairy is a highly-respected figure in Fairy World. Her decisions are always based on what is best for her duty, and best for the mouths of those she acquires teeth from! Plus, she thought the girl looked cute in her outfit.”
“You don’t understand.” Timmy tells him, a hint of pleading in his voice. “The teen girl she made into her apprentice, she’s a sex-crazed brainiac who basically wants to rape me! What am I supposed to do?”
“My suggestion, invest in lots of condoms.” Jorgen answers. “NOW GO! And if you interrupt my cooking class again, I shall bake you a mighty cake…OF PAIN!!!”
Lifting up his industrial-sized wand, Jorgen gives it a mighty wave…
WHOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!
…and transports the 3 back to Dimmsdale, into the same alley where they left. Timmy slumps against the wall and slides down until he’s sitting on the ground. “THIS STINKS!!!” He yells in frustration. “Just perfect. I get embarrassed in front of my parents, and I find out the love-sick sister of my worst enemy has access to magical powers! To chase me! How can this day get any worst?”
Almost on cue, Cosmo chimes in. “Well, I could remind you that right now you’re supposed to be taking Trixie out on her magical date.”
And just like that, Timmy’s heart sinks from his chest and into his stomach. “WHAT?” Looking ready to have a panic attack, he jumps to his feet and scrambles down the road, running as face as his two legs can take him. Left behind in the alley, Wanda shoots her husband a cold look.
“What? I said could.”

“I’m so sorry! So sorry!”
Timmy is on his knees in front of the lovely and popular Trixie Tang, begging for forgiveness over their missed date he promised her. So far, his apologies and pleas for forgiveness have fallen on deaf ears as Trixie hasn’t even turned her head to look at him. Timmy wraps his arms around her waist and glances up, delivering his best version of ‘the puppy-dog eyes’. Trixie turns her head and takes a quick peek, before turning away with a loud “Hmmph!”
Becoming desperate, Timmy resorts to the one compliment that’s sure to get her attention. “Uh…gosh you’re pretty?”
Hearing that, Trixie lets out a sigh and folds her arms over her chest, before letting her defenses down. “Oh alright, you’re forgiven.” That brings Timmy quickly to his feet, wearing a wide grin. “But I do NOT like being stood up, Timmy Turner!”
Timmy nods his head up & down rapidly, understanding her fully. Trixie digs into her white cashmere purse for a moment, before pulling out an invitation to a party of some sort. “Tad & Chad are having their Pajama Party Bash tonight, and because the 42 selections before you have previous plans, you have the honor of accompanying me.”
“ALRIGHT!!!” Timmy cheers. “I’m Number 43!” His joy is interrupted though, as Trixie grabs him by the collar and pulls his face close to hers.
“Do NOT stand me up again Timmy Turner, understand?”
He nods his head rapidly again, this time fueled by nervousness and the fear of feeling her wrath. Memories of when they were the last two people on earth still linger in his mind, and he doesn’t want a replay of that situation.
“Good. See you at the party!” She tells him, instantly changing her mood to cheery before letting him go and walking off. Breathing a sigh of relief, Timmy straightens his pink shirt as he goes off in the other direction. A moment later, his godparents, in the form of woodpeckers, accompany him.
“So how’d it go, Timmy?” Cosmo asks.
“I got one more chance to show Trixie the most magical night she’s ever had.” Timmy answers. “And this time, I’m letting nothing get in the way.”
“Oh, really?” Wanda says in disbelief. “Not even a certain Tooth Apprentice?”
Timmy responds by grinning deviously back at his Fairy Godmother. “Oh, I have a solution to that problem all planned out.”

“WE HAVE THE GREATEST SON IN THE WORLD!!!”
That’s what Mr. and Mrs. Turner, Timmy’s Parents, yell out in elation as they hug each other. In their hands, they clutch what looks to be a cruise ticket. An observation upheld by the fact that they have their luggage waiting by the door, and their dressed in Hawaiian shirts & tan shorts. Timmy sits on the steps in the middle of the staircase leading upstairs, watching his parents celebrate.
“I can’t believe you actually bought us tickets for the ‘All Adults, No Teens, All-Weekend Cruise, Buffet and Luau!’” His mom says.
“Yeah! Especially since no Teens are allowed!” His dad adds.
“Well, I thought you two could use a break away from the hustle & bustle.” Timmy replies, a hint of slyness in his voice. “So go, have fun.”
“What a wonderful son!” Mrs. Turner exclaims. “And so trustworthy! He even called Vicky over himself to assure that he wouldn’t throw any wild parties while we’re gone!”
Almost on cue (again), the front door swings open violently to reveal the dreaded icky one standing in the doorway. In her hand, a gym bag with various weaponry & torture devices that, not surprisingly, the elder Turners are oblivious to.
“And how wonderful it is for you to pay me triple over the weekend while I keep my eye on the Twer—, I mean Timmy.” She says, putting on her ‘nice girl’ act.
Not wanting to waste another moment, Timmy’s parents grab their luggage just as their taxi pulls up outside of the house. Spotting the yellow checkered cab, they dash out of the house to start their vacation as soon as possible, leaving their son with two familiar parting words.
“BYE, TIMMY!!!”
Vicky then slams the door shut, locking the teen inside the house with her as she’s done so many times before. “Alright, I got two free days from my college classes, so welcome to Hell Weekend, twerp.” She says, letting her evilness flow. “I got some prime torture lined up for you.”
Usually, in the past, this very moment would cause Timmy to cower in fear, or run to his room for the protection of his Fairy Godparents. But tonight, he responds to Vicky’s omen with a simple smirk and three words.
“Bring it on.”
That statement brings a puzzled look to Vicky’s face. “What? You mean…no begging for mercy? No arguing? Aren’t you gonna even run away?” Timmy shakes his head ‘no’, which enrages Vicky even more. “AAAARRRRGH!!! Well if you’re not gonna play along…I’m going in the kitchen to fix a sandwich!”
The mood apparently ruined for her, she stomps towards the kitchen, shaking the floor and rattling everything that isn’t nailed down. Satisfied with that outcome, Timmy stands up and ascends the steps to the 2nd floor, where he’s greeted by Cosmo & Wanda, who secretly watched the entire exchange.
“Oh no, it’s finally happened!” Cosmo says, his voice filled with fear. “Timmy’s turned into a masochist! First it’s accepting torture from Vicky, next it’ll be wearing leather!” Fearing for his godson’s well-being, he floats down to Timmy and shakes him by his shoulders. “Don’t wear the leather, Timmy! It really chaffs!”
“Overreactions from Cosmo aside, why are you doing all this?” Wanda inquires. “Sending your parents away so that Vicky can come over and babysit?”
“Because with Vicky here, I have a defense against Tootie.” Timmy explains. “Enduring Vicky’s medieval chores is a small price to pay. Once she’s sleep, I’m free to sneak out and meet Trixie at the pajama party. And should Tootie come here looking for me, Vicky will be waiting.”

The time on the wall clock reads 4:02am, and all is quiet within the Turner household. Not a creature stirs within the home…except for a pink-hat wearing teen who’s using stealth tactics to proceed down a long hallway. Vicky wasn’t relenting on the tasks she forced upon Timmy, and it took him most the night to just finish them. But now, with nothing in his way, he plans to party his heart out with Trixie as soon as he escapes the house.
Reaching the stairs, he starts to place his foot on the first one going down, until he remembers his father still hasn’t fixed the squeaking yet. He takes a moment to think, before coming up with an idea to descend the stairs quietly. Hopping up on the rail, he pushes himself forward and slides down as he’s done so many times in his youth. Reaching the bottom, he hops off and hits the ground with the grace and silence of a well trained ninja. Unfortunately, all of it is for naught, as the lights turn on in the house, and a loud, annoying voice roars through his ears.
“WHAT DO YA THINK YOU’RE DOING, TWERP???”
Letting out a groan, Timmy stands straight up and turns around to see Vicky standing by the light switch. “Back to bed, short-stuff!”
“Vicky, I don’t have time for this!” Timmy argues. “Why don’t you just count you’re money or something?”
Vicky becomes irate and storms towards Timmy, grabbing his collar and pulling him close. “And I don’t have time for your LAME SHENANIGANS! GO TO BED!!!”
“LOOK FISH-FACE, I—!!!”
POOF!!!
Timmy’s rant is suddenly self-halted as he stares back at his babysitter in shock. Fish-Face was just an insult, but it seems to have become reality as Vicky now sports the face of a Saltwater Trout. As Timmy stares at her in shock, Vicky becomes annoyed.
“What the hell are you staring at?” She asks, turning away so she can look into a nearby mirror. “Do I have something in my teeth or…?” The rest of her sentence dies in her mouth as she catches a full glimpse of what her face has become, and the nightmare begins again.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
She runs out of the room in horror, covering her face as she stumbles into almost every object that isn’t nailed down, due to her lack of sight. Cosmo & Wanda quickly poof into the room beside Timmy, who’s still a bit rattled by that strange occurrence.
“Thanks for the help guys,” He tells them, “but I didn’t wish for her to have a Fish-Face.”
Cosmo & Wanda both look down at their wands, only to see that they haven’t been activated. “Uh Timmy, we didn’t make that wish happen.”
Timmy cocks an eyebrow up as he turns to his godparents. “But if you didn’t do it, then…”
He doesn’t finish the statement, and he doesn’t need to. At this critical moment, he realizes that he’s forgotten an important development; Tootie has fairy powers now, which are more than adequate enough to deal with her sadistic sister. Just then, a cold shiver runs down the young Turner’s spine, as he senses another presence in the house. Cosmo & Wanda sense it too, and poof themselves into mice to escape notice. Timmy slowly turns back towards the direction of the kitchen and only sees Vicky lying on the floor, with dozens of pots & pans covering her. A moment later though, a figure walks into the doorway, a figure carrying a magic wand & wearing a tiara. Tootie has arrived.
“Hi, Timmy!” She says lustily.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!”
Fearing for his sexual well-being, Timmy makes a break for it and scrambles up the stairs. As he reaches the top though…
POOF!!!
…Tootie pops up right in front of him. With a surprising show of agility, and extreme luck, Timmy banks a hard right and dashes down the hall away from her. However…
POOF!!!
…Tootie once again pops in to block his path. Thinking quickly, Timmy leaps out of the hallway and through a door, one that just happens to lead back into his room. But before he can even catch his breath…
POOF!!!
…Tootie grabs hold of him from behind.
“How romantic, you led me to your room!” Tootie swoons, holding onto her man tightly. “What do you wanna do next?”
Unbeknownst to Tootie though, a devious smirk begins to grown on Timmy’s face. “I don’t know, how about…THIS!!!”
Breaking free of her loving hug, Timmy rolls towards his doorway as something large comes falling down from the ceiling onto Tootie. She covers herself up, expecting the worst; but after a moment, she opens her eyes only to find herself trapped in the confines of a large butterfly net.
“YES!” Timmy cheers, giving a small fist pump as he rises back up. “I didn’t think that plan was gonna work for a second.” He turns his attention to Tootie as Cosmo & Wanda, still mice, scurry up beside him. “OK Tootie, that was for your own good. You’re using powers that are far beyond what you understand and…”
“Oh, I understand everything.” Tootie interrupts, wearing a smirk that gives Timmy an uneven feeling.
“You…you do?”
“Oh yes. Especially since I read this!” Reaching into her black outfit top, she pulls out the very same book she read thoroughly earlier and shows the title to Timmy. The title reads: Da Rules: Tooth Fairy Version.
A bolt of shock goes through Timmy’s heart as he reads the title. “No way!” He says in disbelief. “You…you have Da Rules?”
“The Tooth Fairy sent it to me today.” She continues. “It tells me everything I need to know about fairy powers, AND it tells me about what fairies are in Dimmsdale, in case I need any help.”
Fright now reigns inside of Timmy. Below the neck, his body goes into a state of fear paralysis. She can’t know. She couldn’t know! There’s no possible way she could know! Yet as he stares at into her eyes, the only emotion he can feel is dread. The same can be said for Cosmo & Wanda, as Tootie slowly turns her attention to them.
“You must be Cosmo & Wanda. Timmy’s Fairy Godparents!”
Timmy falls to his knees after hearing that. His heart feels ready to explode from his chest and he’s finding it hard to gather breath. Wanda & Cosmo poof back into their fairy forms, in just as much shock.
“She found out!” Wanda says in shock. “TOOTIE’S FOUND OUT ABOUT US!!!”
Cosmo floats over to his wife and shakes her, much like he did Timmy earlier. “OF COURSE SHE FOUND OUT!!!” He yells. “LOOK AT HER! Braces, nerdy glasses, SHE’S A BOOKWORM! She was bound to find out!”
“I also know about the butterfly net trap.” Tootie continues. “Which is why I brought THIS!”
Opening the book, she reaches between the pages and pulls out…a pair of sharp scissors. The sight of them slaps Timmy out of his daze, as he knows what she plans to do with them. And so does Cosmo & Wanda.
“Oh no, she’s got scissors!” Cosmo says.
“She can cut herself free!” Wanda adds, before mentally kicking herself for not doing that so many times in the past. “Why didn’t I think of that?!”
Timmy slowly rises to his feet and backs up through the doorway as he addresses his ‘still currently his’ godparents. “Cosmo, Wanda, stall her for as long as you can!”
“Why? Where are you going?” Wanda asks.
Timmy doesn’t answer her, instead he rushes down the hall towards the stairs keeping one focus on his mind, get to Trixie and the Pajama party. Never mind that Tootie has exposed his secret of having fairy godparents. Never mind that they’ll probably be sent away forever. Trixie and the party remains his priority. Leaping down the staircase, he lands at the bottom, rolls to his feet and exits out the front door. Once outside, he makes a beeline towards the garage, where his Dad’s station wagon resides. He runs over to the driver’s side and opens the door before hopping in. But as he slams the door shut, he comes to a hard, sobering realization.
“I forgot to get my Dad’s keys!”
At the end of his rope, Timmy frustratingly bangs his head against the steering wheel, before leaning back in the seat. “This is the worst night of my life.” He mutters to himself. “I’ve been tortured by Vicky, I’m missing being with Trixie at a pajama party…and I’m gonna lose my fairy godparents. What’s next?”
POOF!!!
Timmy receives the answer as Tootie appears literally on top of him, her legs straddled as she sits on his lap.
“Drive me, baby!”
Before Timmy can even blink, he feels her warm inviting lips smother his again. As before, she wraps her arms around the young teen, holding him close so that this moment won’t come to an end. Timmy positions his hands to push her away…but suddenly finds himself unable to do so. He wants to push her away, he wants to escape that station wagon and run as fast as he can, so he can reach Trixie. He wants to desperately, but that feeling is drastically outweighed by a burning desire that grows by the second, a desire to have Tootie, right here and right now.
Giving into that desire, Timmy holds his long-time crush close to him, groping and squeezing her ass all the while. Their makeout increases in passion as Timmy sucks on Tootie’s lips, sensing the taste of mint and cherries on them. His hands then spread all over her body, ending up on her breasts, where he fondles and caresses them through the fabric of her outfit. It’s at this moment that Tootie breaks from his lips and begins to kiss his cheek leading down to his neck. Timmy’s lust & desire causes him to work on automatic, and he instinctively tugs down on Tootie’s top, revealing her perky, firm breasts.
Almost in a hypnotized state, Timmy’s hormones control his action as he wraps his lips around her right erect nipple, causing Tootie to let out a startled moan. She breaks her kisses and switches her focus to something she’s desired for months on end, Timmy’s cock. Unzipping his fly, she reaches her hand into his jeans and, one moment later, pulls out the object of her desire. She adjusts herself so that she straddles his right leg, and keeps herself close. Timmy continues to suck & lick Tootie’s nipple until it glistens with his saliva, as she gently strokes his shaft with her right hand.
Timmy then suddenly changes his focus. Removing himself from her breasts, he draws Tootie in for another kiss, as he moves his right hand inside of her star-spotted bottoms. Once inside, he gently rubs two fingers across her erect clit and her wet pussy lips. Tootie’s breath is labored now, as her heartbeat increases from the passion of this moment. They’re officially on Third Base, and getting very intimate with each other’s private parts. Their tongues dance between their mouths, as their kisses become more passionate and sporadic, and wetter. The heat generated from their ‘time spent’ has fogged up the windows to the station wagon to the point where there’s absolutely no visibility through them. And it shows no signs of slowing down.
Pulling away, Timmy finds himself completely infatuated with Tootie right now. The thought of Trixie is entirely vacant from his mind, as he plans to make this moment the best one for both of them.
With a grin, he looks up at the Tooth Fairy Apprentice. “Bend over on the steering wheel.”
With elation in her eyes & her smile, Tootie does as instructed, positioning herself right in front of her man. Timmy reaches forward and pulls her bottoms down to her knees, getting a full glimpse of her moist snatch, just waiting to be penetrated. He places one hand on her hip and uses the other to grip his rock hard member. Raising his hips, he slowly moves forward and…
POOF!!!
…ends up pressing his rod against the car horn, letting out a loud honk. The sound startles Timmy and sends him landing hard back on the car seat as he finds Tootie, once again, long gone.
“OH, COME ON!!!” He yells in frustration, denied a sexual experience for the second straight night.

Sunrise has just arrived for the city of Dimmsdale, and Tootie once again appears back inside her room, on her bed. She remains in a bent-over position for several more seconds, patiently awaiting Timmy’s cock. But as she opens her eyes, she sees the development.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!”
Frustration boiling over, she punches her mattress repeatedly as if it were the happiness bunny, before rolling over onto her back and sitting up.
“Every time he’s about to take me, I get taken away!” She yells, wearing a pout. “I’m getting sick of this!”
“Then you won’t like what I’m about to do, child.”
Tootie turns around, reacting to the mysterious voice, and is immediately ensnared by a large net that wraps around her. As she struggles to break free, she notices a shadowed figure of a woman standing in the corner, holding a net launcher. Thinking quickly, Tootie remembers having a spare pair of scissors. But as she pulls them out, the shadowy figure addresses her.
“Don’t bother! That butterfly net is unbreakable.” She says, slowly steps out into the open and letting the sunlight hit her. Her identity is revealed to be that of one of Timmy’s deadliest foes, his old substitute teacher, Ms. Doombringer.
“Let me go!” Tootie growls, still struggling to break free. “Who are you? And what do you want with me?”
“My name is Ms. Doombringer.” She replies. “And what I want child, is for you to lead me to Fairy World.”
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