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Timmy Turner & The Red Headed Monster	By : misato29 Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 34764 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own The Fairly Oddparents and will not make any money from this or any otther story. All rights belong to the original copyright holders. This story is written for fun and should not be taken seriously.

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“Hey, let me go… you, you, monster” Timmy yelled. In a flash he found himself standing naked in the bathtub. His poor dick couldn’t decide if it was happy or embarrassed so it rose a little then deflated.
What was worse, Vickie was already wrapped in a towel covering up the bits he most wanted, most needed to see. He tried to jump out of the tub as Vickie turned on the water, but she bounced him back in and he landed on his bare butt, another humiliation. The poor sad little boy dick crawled back into its foreskin and went to sleep.
“Help! Help! I need an adult! Young boy being molested here” he screamed.
“Ha, you wish!” said the monster. All of Dimmsdale knew to ignore any screaming that came from this particular house.
“Why do I need a shower? Hello! Aren’t we going to the ocean?”
“The last time you left a ring around the beach.”
“Uh-uh,” Timmy replied. “It was just a little stain in the water.”
“You killed hundreds of fish..”
“You are such a liar, Vickie! There were only 4 or 5 and they just looked a little sick”
“Either you take a shower, use soap and water, wash everything or I will get the steel wool and scrub you until you shine… or all the skin comes off. I’ll be back in 10 minutes to inspect you”.
Timmy waited until he was sure she was gone and mumbled, “You ain’t the boss of me.” He suddenly found himself lifted by his ankles, dangling upside down in front of the red headed monster.
“Who is the boss of you?”
He turned bright red. Maybe it was the blood rushing to his head, maybe his skin was anticipating the Brillo scrub down or maybe it was the fact that he was inches from her face when his dicklet decided it was time to peek out of its fleshy turtleneck wrapping again. Her warm breath gave him goose bumps. (Dick bumps?)
“I asked you a question, Twerp.”
Utterly humiliated again, Timmy replied “You are.”
She dropped him back under the shower and closed the curtain. “Ten minutes”.
Through the translucent shower curtain, he saw that she had dropped the towel. He hesitated for maybe half a heartbeat (which was pounding in his ears) and peeked through the curtain. He caught a glimpse of her naked back as she left the little perv to his ablutions.
“Wow” he thought. “Wow, wow, wow!” Then, ‘”It’s shaped like a heart. A pink, soft upside down heart. Awesome!” Timmy thought he was the first person to ever make that observation. Still, it was true. Timmy never considered the female ass as sexy before. After all, “We all have them” and the ass was a funny, funky, yucky place. Titties were cool, but now he considered the ass his favorite female place… well, maybe second or third. “And what was that I saw under her butt, between her legs? Something like a bright pink flap? Fuzzy?” Timmy had never looked at that part of a girl before, even when he watched online porn (or his father’s collection of photos, though those were mostly little girls… And what’s up that anyway?). Still, girls scared him! He knew girls were different down there and it couldn’t be normal junk! "If they really have a hole or something like that, how do they keep their guts from falling out?". It attracted him and scared him at the same time. Still, "What they hell did I see? Girls are dumb,” he decided.
His dick rose again, hard and tight. It shook off the turtle neck foreskin as if saying, “Hi Timmy! Glad to see you, lets shake hands.” Timmy learned the joy of warm soapy water as a lubricant. It was a good thing he was stroking under the running water, otherwise the friction would have caused self-immolation masturbation and set the bathroom on fire… and the house… and probably most of Dimmsdale.
He spent the next 10 minutes lathering his dick. He washed it a lot! Up and down, up and down. Left hand, right hand, left hand, right hand. He would have used his feet too if he was that flexible. It didn’t stop him from trying. The bigger his cock got, the more he thought of Vickie’s naked ass, her pink bubbly butt, titty left and titty right. And the more he thought of her, the bigger he got. It was a perfect circle, it was perpetual motion.
Timmy had never been so excited before, so horny, so… so desperate to cum, though he was unsure what was supposed to come. Whatever was coming better get there soon! He felt so dirty and loved it. “I’m a dirty, dirty boy with a soapy clean cock,” he sang.
He decided to surprise his red headed inspector and show her the cleanest dirty little boy dick in the world. He’d stick it right into her face! He didn’t know what would happen, but he wanted to stick it there. Although he often imagined Vickie as a monster with sharpened fangs and a snake for a tongue, he knew her lips were soft. “Yeah, boss of me, right your face.”
He heard the bathroom door open and he sprang through the shower curtain expecting to land in her arms. He missed.
Whooosh
Zip
Slip
Eeeek
Clang
Bump
Thump
Yeoooooowwwwwww
Wooosh, he caught a glimpse of catseye glasses and floating black pig tails as he flew over a very surprised young girl’s head.
Zip, he hit the floor and skidded on a bar of soap.
Slip, he fell backwards and flew into Tootie.
Eeeek, she yelled as the wet naked boy knocked her down (a long-standing fantasy of hers, but reality was slightly more painful).
Clang, went Timmy’s head as it bounced off the bathroom sink.
Bump, Tootie’s ass hit the floor (less round and padded than her sister’s).
Thump, Timmy wet squishy body landed on top of her
Yeoooooowwwwwww………
Tootie had a problem. Well, she had a lot of them, but at the moment, let’s concentrate on just one. She was working on her latest set of Timmy dolls. They seemed to wear out quickly, especially the ones she took to bed with her. The better it made her feel, the faster it disintegrated. She hoped that wasn’t true for real live boys too! The Timmy dolls were anatomically correct, but not proportionately accurate. She used her imagination (and the internet) to sculpt various materials into lifelike though possibly exaggerated penises, but sooner or later they all broke, bent, melted, flopped, shorted out, caught fire and just wouldn’t get her off anymore. She had tried imagining what his dick must look like but was never satisfied with the results. She checked out websites like ‘Little Boy Dickies’ and ‘Dickie Boys Little’ without luck. Unknowingly she had become the fourth largest recipient of child pornography in the state. She also didn’t know that that numbers one through three were also living in Dimmsdale.
She was going to the beach with her (yuck) sister and (sigh) Timmy. Seeing her sister in the Turner kitchen, she skipped happily up to the bathroom with her combination Timmy-Tracker Camera Cell Phone Aphrodisiac Pez Dispenser Tape Measure, in order to get pictures and measurements of what ‘he was packing’. And as she was about to open the shower curtain Timmy came sailing out just over her head.
For Tootie, Ti-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-e, s-l-o-o-o-o-o-o-w-e-d, d-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-w-n.
Timmy’s wet naked body sailed over her head. His cock, that beautifully erect well washed dick was aimed right between her eyes. It floated like a majestic blimp (well, a majestic cigar maybe). She licked her lips, it struck her nose and she crossed her eyes as it slapped, slithered and slid its way up and over her forehead. She was cold cocked, dick slapped and cock knocked. “It’s so big,” she thought “Dreams can cum true. And it’s all mine! Vickie can go to hell, I’m not sharing!”
Time-sped-back-up.
Both kids were on the floor. Tootie’s eyes were uncrossing and Timmy’s cock was wilting, she noticed in horror. It was shrinking almost as fast as the bumps on his head were growing. “No! I need to measure it for my Timmy doll!” She grabbed at the organ and began to pump it. It felt so good in her hand, but since this was her first experience she pumped it like she was inflating her bicycle tire, which wasn’t helping any. So she pulled off a hair scrunchy and wrapped it around the base of his dick. It was still deflating. She double wrapped the scrunchy, then quadruple wrapped it, then octuple wrapped it, sixteenuple wrapped it. “There, that’s better. It’s nice and tight” she thought. There was no way that it was going to shrink any more. For good measure, she took her other scrunchy and wrapped it around his testicles until they seemed like overripe grapes ready to pop.
Timmy still hadn’t moved. Tootie noticed that he was pale, except for his balls which were now as red as tomatoes and almost as big. His Timmy-dickie was a beautiful shade of purple.
Tootie didn’t know much about CPR, but she had seen a lot of teen movies where guys pretended to drown so they could kiss the beautiful life guard. She jumped on Timmy’s stomach, expelling most of his remaining breath. She pinched his nose shut, planted her lips over his and began to ‘suck face’. She gave him lots of tongue, though he didn’t respond.
“I wish you were a better kisser” she said. Well, she would just have to try harder. She continued to suck the breath out of the boy.
As Timmy began turning blue-gray, a small soft voice in his head told him that this world wasn’t fun anymore and maybe it was time to find a better one.

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Timmy is an average kid that no one understands…
Average? Really?? Timmy is a lot of things, but average isn’t one of them.
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