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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 3

“Timmy? Timmy, wake up!”
The desperate cries of his fairy godmother to waken from his slumber allow Timmy to do just that. As he slowly creaks open his eyes, sunlight greets him brightly, causing him to shield his face. The events from last night, or rather early this morning, begin to re-play in his head. The failed sneak-out attempt, the Tootie intrusion, his secret being discovered…
“Huh, what?” That’s when it hits Timmy. His secret WAS discovered. Jorgen should’ve been here with thunder and lightning, and Binky playing Track 7, to take away Cosmo & Wanda forever. But he hears Wanda’s voice clearly.
“Wanda?” He slowly looks over to his left, and sees his fairy godparents smiling back at him. Ecstatic, he lunges over out of the car and hugs them tightly. “Oh man, I thought you were gone away forever!”
“Not yet, sport.” Wanda replies, hugging him back with Cosmo. “But I don’t know how long we’ll have until he arrives to take us. Uh…how’d you end up in your father’s car?”
Timmy, not wanting to dignify that question with a true answer, decides to go with his best excuse. “Uh…Internet?” Wanda shoots him a look of disbelief, which causes Timmy to cave in. “Look, let’s just say it had something to do with a certain Tooth Apprentice, who poofed herself onto me and—!”
“You two ended up doing the horizontal polka?” Wanda finishes with a sly grin.
“OOH! I love that dance!” Cosmo interrupts. “I’ll go get my accordion!”
Before he can poof away, Wanda grabs him by the back of his collar, making him stay put. “Not exactly.” Timmy finishes. “And I’m going to get down to the bottom of this right now. I’m going over there and…”
“TWERRRRRRRRRRRRP!!!”
The sound of Vicky’s voice causes Cosmo & Wanda to immediately poof out of site. It’s followed by the icky one entering the room, only to see Timmy climbing to his feet. “What are you doing in the garage by your parents’ car? And…why is your fly unzipped?”
“Uh…uh…” Timmy tries to think of an explanation, but comes up empty. The ‘Internet’ excuse would fail miserably here, and Timmy slumps his shoulders, knowing something bad is coming. “This is one of those ‘blackmail’ moments, isn’t it?”
“You got it, squirt!” Vicky confirms, pulling out a camera. She takes a quick photo of Timmy by the station wagon, and grins evilly as it slides out of the camera slot.

“Tootie, we need to talk!”
After enduring multiple hours of Vicky’s chores to prevent her showing of the photos to his parents, Timmy barges into the room of his admirer/stalker, followed by Cosmo & Wanda, intending to put an end to the magical abuse that he’s been a victim of. Unfortunately, he finds the room stark empty, with no sign of the Tooth Apprentice. “Oh great, she’s not even here.”
Timmy’s about to leave the room when he spots something odd out of the corner of his eye; Tootie’s bed. He’s only been inside of her room a few times before, and all of them against his will, but one thing he’s noticed about her is her collection of plush animals on her bed, accentuated with a ‘Timmy doll’ she made herself. Examining the bed, he notices the animals have been strewn all over, with some even lying on the floor. The most prominent of items there, Tootie’s beloved Timmy doll.
“Something’s not right.” Timmy determines, picking up the doll. “Tootie wouldn’t leave her room like this, and I don’t think Vicky’s been in here today.” It’s at this moment that Timmy notices a pink cell phone in the middle of the bed. Picking it up, he flips it open as Wanda recognizes the design.
“That’s a Fairy Phone.” Wanda tells Timmy. “Tootie must’ve left it here.”
“A Fairy Phone?” Timmy asks.
“It’s like a Cell Phone that keeps you in contact with your Fairy wherever you are.” Wanda explains. “Cosmo and I were planning on giving you one, but SOMEBODY decided to trade it in Fairy World for a shiny dime!”
“Hey! Phillip wanted a little brother!” Cosmo says in his defense. “And you don’t even visit Shirley anymore!”
Instead of questioning why Cosmo gave a ‘boy’ dime a girl’s name, Timmy turns his attention to the phone, which has a message on the screen reading: New Video. Timmy presses a button to open it and watches on as the video shows an ensnared Tootie being carried off by Ms. Doombringer, with the latter discussing her plans.
“I traced your Fairy Magic all around Dimmsdale, and it’s led me to this house.” She says. “I’ve collected a bountiful amount, but it’s not enough to open a portal on my own. That’s where you come in…” KSSSHHHK!!
Static and snow fill the screen as the video cuts off, but it gives Timmy more than enough information to determined what has happened to Tootie. “Ms. Doombringer.”
“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Panicked, Cosmo & Wanda instinctively hide behind their godson, fearing for their fairy well-being. After a moment, Wanda comes back out. “Sorry Timmy, we’re still a bit wary about her.”
“I know. She’s more dangerous that Crocker could ever be.” Timmy hops onto Tootie’s bed and stares at the Fairy Phone. “And she wants to use Tootie to get into Fairy World. We have to stop her and save Tootie.”
Wanda’s pride begins to increase as she watches Timmy show concern and care about Tootie. He hops off of her bed and stands strong, making his wish. “I wish we were with Tootie right now!”
Wands glowing brightly, Cosmo & Wanda raise them high in the air, ready to make the wish reality. “You got it, Sport!” Wanda beams. The couple wave their wands together…
PFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
…and watch as they simultaneously fall limp, devoid of their magic. “Aw, Fudge.” Wanda tells him. “There’s something blocking our magic. I can’t get an exact read on her.”
“Me neither, Timmy.” Cosmo adds.
Timmy lowers his head and puts his hand on his chin as he delves into deep thought. This situation is far different than what he’s faced before. Compared to Ms. Doombringer, Crocker, Vicky and every other foe he’s faced are lightweights. She’s experienced in dealing with fairies and magic, as she’s proven with her numerous plaques, showcasing fallen fairies’ wings, wands and crowns. But still, she’s not quite right in her mind, which puts her in the Denzel Crocker category. Timmy begins to ponder about where exactly a fairy-obsessed hunter would keep their hidden lair. Crocker’s is located under the school…and that gives Timmy the answer.
“Cosmo, Wanda, we need to go to Dimmsdale High’s old Gymnasium.”

“You’re not gonna get away with this!”
Tootie yells that threat from inside her iron-barred cell in the middle of the vacant Dimmsdale High Gym, though it barely resembles a place for physical recreation. Dozens of hi-tech Fairy Detection Devices circle the room, all of them working at maximum efficiency. In short, it makes Crocker’s hideout look like a second-rate electronics store. And in the middle of it all, in front of what looks to be an arch gateway, stands Ms. Doombringer.
“My man will come for me, and he’ll make you pay!”
That statement only brings a chuckle from Doombringer’s lips. “As if anyone could ever discover my lair.” She turns her head and glances out of a nearby window, noticing that the sun is setting. “The time is nearing. Once the sun sets, your powers will activate, and I’ll use your cage’s magical filters to drain your fairy energy. It should give me more than enough to open a portal and conquer Fairy World!”
“Why are you doing this?” Tootie asks. “What did Fairies ever do to you?”
Upon hearing that question, Doombringer turns to Tootie, wearing an ice cold look. “Let’s just say, it wasn’t all ice cream and rainbows when it came to me and fairies.”
With that said, she prepares the final adjustments on her machines, preparing herself for when the sun disappears over the horizon. Outside though, three others are also making preparations. Timmy, Cosmo & Wanda have discovered Ms. Doombringer’s secret lair, and have just finished listening in on her conversation.
“What did she mean by that last part?” Timmy asks, before turning to his fairies. “This isn’t a Crocker situation is it? Were you two her Fairy Godparents?”
“Timmy, you’ve seen our Hall of Infamy.” Wanda replies. “Trust me, if we were her fairies, she’d have her own freaking wing in there!”
“Yeah, with a build-it-yourself Ice Cream Cone station!” Cosmo adds.
“You’re right, but I gotta get in there to stop her.” Timmy says. “But I can’t go in there like this, though. I need a disguise. Something…”
“I’m all over that, Timmy.” Cosmo interrupts, powering up his wand.
POOF!!!
In an instant, Timmy finds himself in the disguise he wanted…more or less. He’s wearing gleaming silver toothpaste bracelets, and indestructible braces, along with a sparkling tiara, which masks his identity. At his side, a jumbo dental floss case which houses the Magic Floss of Truth. Timmy immediately recognizes this ensemble as the disguise he used to get Chip Skylark’s shiny teeth back.
“NOT THIS DISGUISE, COSMO! I LOOK—!” He cuts short his vocal disapproval when he notices just a peek of solar light is shown over the horizon. Sunset has arrived, and soon Ms. Doombringer’s plan will go into motion. “UGH! I don’t have time! You two stay out here. I don’t want her finding out about you just in case.”
“Got it!” Cosmo & Wanda reply, before poofing themselves into small squirrels.
Time is running out for Timmy, and he decides to take action. Spotting an open window, he uses his magic floss as a lasso and ropes a nearby lamp post. He then uses it as a base, swinging himself off the ground and up through the window. Inside, he lands in the middle of the room, gaining the attention of Tootie and Ms. Doombringer.
“Who in the world is that?” Tootie asks.
“I don’t know.” Doombringer answers. “The large buck teeth look familiar, but the tiara leaves me baffled.”
Timmy stands straight up and faces down the fairy hunter. “I can’t believe I’m gonna say this but…I’m here to rescue Tootie!”
Upon hearing that, Ms. Doombringer reaches behind her and grabs her battle staff. “Then you…must fall!”
Letting out a fierce battlecry, she charges forward with speed, intending to put a quick end to this intruder. But Timmy, thinking quickly, uses his toothpaste bracelets and squirts some on the ground in front of him. Doombringer is unable to avoid the slippery goop, and as she plans one foot into it, she loses control and ends up sliding into a table holding most of her other weaponry. Needless to say, she’s stunned for the moment.
“Oww…”
Timmy takes this opening to run over to Tootie, but as he grabs her, she moves away. “Take your hands off me!” She says. “I only wanna be rescued by my one true love!”
Timmy groans in frustration as he removes the tiara from his head, making Tootie nearly explode in excitement. “TIMMY! IT’S Y—!”
She quickly finds her mouth covered by Timmy’s hand. “Geez, do you have to scream my name every time you see me? Stay here, I’ll finish off crazy lady and get you out.”
He places the tiara back on his head as he turns his attention to the wreckage where Ms. Doombringer is climbing out. As he slowly paces towards her, Tootie watches on with love & admiration. “My night in shining armor…” She swoons.
As Ms. Doombringer prepares for another charge, Timmy pulls out another long strand of the magic floss of truth. Constructing a lasso, he tosses it and ropes the fairy hunter, binding her arms by pinning her elbows to her sides. “Alright, enough of this.” He says. “I wanna know why you plan on invading Fairy World, now!” Timmy tightens his hold over Ms. Doombringer, but all he gets as an answer is a devilish grin on her face. “Hey, this is supposed to be the magic floss of truth. Why aren’t you telling the truth??”
“Because, dear child, I am not so easily swayed by magical items.” She responds, her grin growing wider. Before Timmy can react, she suddenly spins herself rapidly, sending Timmy flying off his feet and crashing into a large computer console. The impact causes him to release his grip of the floss, and Doombringer uses her battle staff to cut herself free. As Timmy shakes off the crash landing, he’s suddenly lifted off his feet and slammed against the wall by his shirt collar, courtesy of Ms. Doombringer. She holds him there firmly before taking off his tiara, removing the illusion of his disguise.
“Timmy Turner.” She grins evilly. “This is an unexpected plus. I suppose you wouldn’t mind revealing your Fairy Godparents, would you?”
“No…” Timmy responds. “…Not if you don’t mind kissing my ass. ACK!!!”
Doombringer presses hard against Timmy’s throat, nearly cutting off air circulation as she holds up her battle staff. “Defiant…I like it. But I have very efficient ways of being…VERY persuasive.”
“LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!”
Doombringer turns to her right in the direction of the voice, only to be greeted by a heavy concussive magic blast that sends her flying across the room. As Timmy slumps down against the wall, he looks in the direction of the blast, and spots its source. Tootie has regained her Tooth Fairy powers and is free from her cage, but she doesn’t seem happy about Ms. Doombringer’s treatment of her love.
“Touch him again, and I’ll rip you in half!” She barks, much to Timmy’s shock.
“O…K, is it me or does this moment make Tootie a lot hotter than before?” Timmy asks himself.
The question crosses Tootie’s ears, and excites her to no end. “IT DOES???”
FFF-TANG!!!!
The sound of metal clanging against metal snaps Tootie out it, and draws attention back to Ms. Doombringer, who barely missed with her metal throwing discs. Timmy quickly jumps to his feet and runs over to Tootie, seeing she’s fully powered now. The two stand together, back-to-back, and prepare themselves for a rumble…at least Timmy does.
“This is so romantic!” Tootie swoons.
“Focus, Tootie!” Timmy tells her. “You got the magic here, and I need you to use it. I’ll distract her, and you use that wand to turn her into something.”
“Got it.” Tootie replies, refocused.
The plan understood, Timmy moves forward with his part and charges towards Ms. Doombringer. Instead of a head-on clash though, he draws her in to attack. Once she does, Timmy leaps out of the way, letting Tootie unleash a barrage of magic. She snaps her wand at Doombringer over & over, attempting to halt her by poofing the fairy hunter into something demeaning & embarrassing. After several misses, Tootie finally hits her target. Ms. Doombringer freezes in place as a golden magical aura surrounds him. Timmy runs over to Tootie’s side, believing the battle to have ended. Unfortunately, Ms. Doombringer is able to free herself from Tootie’s magical hold, which shocks the two.
“I don’t understand.” Tootie says, looking at her wand. “I should’ve turned her into a whale!”
“Of course you don’t understand.” Doombringer replies. “My outfit is made with the fiber of butterfly nets, which helps me repels any and all magical attacks. So it will take more than your little wand to do away with me.”
Timmy rolls his eyes in frustration, realizing that his task has just gotten a lot harder. “That’s just great! It’ll probably take a Mack Truck to stop her now!”
And once again, on cue…
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!
…a fully-loaded Mack Truck explodes through the wall like a juggernaut. It hits Ms. Doombringer at full speed and, trapping her against its front grill, bulldozes its way out through the adjacent wall, kicking up debris and dust. As Timmy & Tootie look on in complete shock, they hear Ms. Doombringer’s final words, cursing Timmy Turner’s name.
“I’LL GET YOU, TIMMY TURNER!!!” She yells. “AND YOU’RE LITTLE FAIRIES, TOO!!!”
“Isn’t that a line from a movie?” Timmy and Tootie look above to see Cosmo floating there with his wand aglow. Obviously, he was the cause of Ms. Doombringer’s sudden, but welcome, exit. Before Timmy can say thank you though, he spots Tootie stumbling weakly, and instinctively catches her as she faints. It seems her extensive use of magic all at once was exhausting for the teen.
“We gotta get her home.” Timmy says.

POOF!!!
In a puff of purple magic smoke, Timmy (battle gear removed) appears back inside Tootie’s room, heroically carrying Tootie in his arms. Cosmo & Wanda follow him as he walks over to her bed as he places her down gently on it. Wanting to let her rest, Timmy grabs his doll likeness off the bed and places it in Tootie’s arms. Unfortunately, that awakens the Tooth Fairy Apprentice, and the first person she spots is her heroic savior.
“MY HERO!!!” She exclaims, rising up and hugging the buck-toothed teen tightly.
“Cosmo…Wanda…Crowbar!” Timmy chokes out.
KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!
The sound of a loud explosion is followed by the appearance of a large magical mushroom cloud in the room. It’s the unmistakable entrance of Jorgen Von Strangle, which is only confirmed as the cloud dissipates to reveal the massive, muscle-bound fairy.
“It…Is…TIME!!!”
Those three words, spoken with such authority can only mean one thing; Timmy’s time with his Godparents has come to an end. They turn to each other with solemn looks in their eyes, as they ready themselves to bid their goodbyes. Cosmo & Wanda float down and embrace their godchild one last time.
“Well, it’s been fun…” Timmy utters, trying to downplay the moment.
“The most fun we’ve ever had.” Wanda replies as she & Cosmo let go. “Goodbye, Timmy. And remember, always stay the way you are.” With her final words said, Wanda floats over to Jorgen, with Cosmo following behind. “Alright Jorgen, let’s go.”
“Huh? What are you talking about?” Jorgen asks.
“You know, take us to Fairy World so you can reassign us to a new godchild.” Wanda explains.
Cosmo jumps in as he falls to his knees (while floating), pleading to Jorgen. “Whatever you do, don’t assign us to the kid who screws the head of dolls!”
“You dunderheads!” Jorgen barks at him. “Why would I assign you to a new child, when it is clear that Timmy Turner is obviously still living a loathsome and miserable life??”
“You…you mean we’re not reassign?” Wanda asks.
“We can stay with Timmy?” Cosmo adds.
“But…I don’t understand.” Timmy says, happy but confused. “Tootie found out about my fairies! That’s a violation in Da Rules!”
“UGH! You pink-hatted fool!” Jorgen tells him. “Did you even read ‘Da Rules’ entirely? Fairies are only taken away from their human child if a HUMAN finds out of their existence. Tootie is an apprentice of my wife, the Tooth Fairy. Therefore, she has been made an honorary member of the magical community!”
That explanation is more than enough for Timmy. In so many words, it basically tells him that Cosmo & Wanda are still his fairy godparents. Elated, he runs towards them as they float back to him. They meet in the middle and hug each other tightly, happy to remain with one another. It’s a heartwarming moment…that’s interrupted when Wanda realizes something.
“Wait a minute, why did you come in Tootie’s room yelling ‘It is time’?” She asks.
“Because it is!” Jorgen answers. “Time…for Tootie to make her Tooth Deposit!”
Turning his attention to the Tooth Apprentice, he walks over to her bed and reaches down, plucking her tooth collecting pouch from her belt. He opens it up and peeks inside, before nodding his head in approval. “Good haul. My wife will send you another pouch tomorrow.”
POOF!!!
And just like that, Jorgen makes his exit, leaving Tootie, Timmy and his fairies alone. Timmy breathes a sigh of relief as a joyous grin fills his face. “Things are finally coming up Turner! I saved Fairy World, kept my fairies and had a crazy Fairy Hunter hit with a truck!” He walks over to Tootie’s window and prepares to hop out of it. “And the best part is it’s still early. I can call up Trixie, beg for forgiveness and…”
Timmy stops his game planning when, out the corner of his eye, he spots Tootie solemnly lying on her bed, her back against the headboard as she holds onto her Timmy doll. He mentally kicks himself for being so insensitive, mentioning his plans for Trixie in the very room of the girl who’s love-crazy for him. Glancing to his right, he notices Wanda floating there, her arms folded and accusing eyes staring right through him. It would be downright evil to abandon Tootie, especially after everything they’ve been through today. And though the thought of spending a magical night with Trixie still lingers in his mind, even with his chances now being microscopic, Timmy doesn’t have the heart to do it.
Turning back, he walks over to Tootie and sits on the edge of her bed, slightly shocking her. “Look Tootie, I know that our ‘relationship’ isn’t great. In fact, most of the time I run away and I try to instate a Restraining Order against you. I…don’t know why I do it. All I can say is…”
“He’s a stupid, 16-year-old boy!” Cosmo & Wanda finish in unison.
That draws an angered look from Timmy, before he turns back to Tootie and continues. “But, it’s not fair to you. I mean, you have to deal with icky Vicky far more than I do, and you should have someone around other than her. So, I’m gonna try to spend some more time with you.” Tootie grins happily and nods her head, as Timmy pats himself on the back for cheering her up. But what Timmy doesn’t know, is that Tootie’s smile is slowly turning seductive.
“So, what should we do?” Timmy asks. “We can talk, watch TV, or play with your dolls, or—!”
“Or, you can make me a WOMAN!!!”
With catlike quickness, Tootie grabs Timmy by his shoulders and throws him flat onto the bed, before hopping on top of him, pinning his shoulders down. From there, she proceeds to have a meeting of lips; hers & his engaged in a wet & passionate kiss. First instinct tells Timmy to fling her off and flee for life, but that’s when rationality steps in. After a more than eventful night, he almost chose to run to Trixie and beg for forgiveness, which more than likely would’ve ended up brutal for him. Right now though, he has Tootie, who he’s now starting to notice doesn’t look half bad, especially in Tooth Fairy garb. And she’s thrown herself at him two nights in a row…but there won’t be a third.
Giving in, Timmy kisses her back just as passionately, letting his tongue battle with hers for mouth supremacy. Wanda smiles at the scene unfolding, happy that Timmy has made the right decision…that is until she spots Cosmo recording the action as a video camera.
“Come on. Let’s give the lovers their privacy.” She says, grabbing hold of her husband.
“Wait, No! Just a few more minutes so I can put this on FairyTube!” Cosmo pleads, but to no avail.
POOF!!!
Now alone, the two increase their passion for each other, especially Tootie. She frantically runs her fingers through Timmy’s brown hair, nearly sucking his mouth off as she lets out muffled moans. Timmy’s hands in the meantime work on sliding Tootie’s star-spangled bottoms down along with her top, exposing her firm, round cheeks and her perky breasts. Caressing her backside, he continues to holds her close as his bulge continues to grow in his pants. After minutes of their makeout session, Tootie finally relents by backing away. Timmy gasps for breath, feeling like he’s been through space, deprived of oxygen.
“Thanks for staying with me tonight, Timmy.” She tells him lovingly.
“Well…you made a convincing argument.” Timmy replies.
“Yeah, plus I won’t have to blackmail you by threatening to expose your Fairy Godparents.”
Timmy nods in approval. “Yeah, that’s a good—WHAT!!??”
He looks up at Tootie in shock, as she grins deviously at him. “Come on. You didn’t think I lived with my sister for so long without learning anything, did you?”
Tootie brings up a very valid point. She is the closest when it comes to Vicky’s torture victims, so it wouldn’t be unusual for her to learn the proverbial ‘tricks of the trade’. “You know what? Strangely…that makes you even hotter right now?”
The devious grin fades away and is replaced by a euphoric one. “IT DOES???”
Excited, Tootie locks her lips with him again, but Timmy pushes her back. “Wait! I just thought of something. Your sister! She’ll kill me if she catches us like this!”
“No problem.” Tootie replies slyly. She then picks up her wand from her bed, closes her eyes and waves it slightly. A moment later, Vicky’s voice rattles the halls of the house.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! WHY DO I HAVE THE FACE OF A COW??!!” She cries, which brings a grin to Timmy’s face. Out the corner of his eye, he spots his evil babysitter running out of the house, covering her face and tripping over everything in her path. He pays it no mind though as her switches focus back to Tootie. But as she leans in for another kiss, he holds her at bay.
“Timmy, why do you keep stopping me from kissing you?” She asks frustrated.
Timmy smiles slyly and looks at her seductively. “Because I’m tired of just kissing.”
A look of pure euphoria glazes over the young woman’s face as she understands fully. Grabbing her by the waist, Timmy picks her up and places her on her back, with him on top. He sits up on his knees and pulls his pink T-shirt off, as Tootie pulls her bottoms almost completely off, letting them dangle and hang on her left ankle. Tossing his shirt aside, he pulls down his pants and boxers to his knees, letting his rock hard member free. From there, he slowly leans down until he hovers over the frantically waiting Tootie, then grabs his stiff cock and…pauses.
Tootie looks up at him, visibly upset. “Why’d you stop?!” She asks anxiously.
“You’re not gonna disappear on me again, are you?” Timmy asks cautiously.
It’s a good question, considering the developments that have happened before when they tried to go all the way. But Tootie’s in no mood for answering it. “Just shove it in me, you stud!”
Shrugging off his own question, Timmy moves his pelvis forward. Pushing his head into her snatch, he slides deeper into her inner walls, until his cock disappears inside of her. Tootie bites her lower lip in ecstasy and puts her hands on Timmy’s back as she takes every inch of his manhood. It’s finally the real thing. No more imagining about Timmy’s rod with various sex toys that she stole from Vicky’s room. No, she has the real thing right here, right now.
Timmy’s moves his face inches away from Tootie’s, and looks at her with concern. “Tootie, you OK?” He asks. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
With loving eyes, Tootie looks back up at her man and answers. “I’m in heaven.”
Timmy grins at that responds, and the two draw closer for another makeout. Timmy gingerly pumps his hips back & forth, working up a slow, rhythmic motion to enjoy this moment as long as possible. Tootie’s pussy provides more than enough lubrication as its dripping and getting wetter by the moment. The two exchange tongue movements as Tootie rubs her hands across Timmy’s back. Her legs hang helplessly in the air, gently rocking back & forth, influenced by Timmy’s movements. Timmy takes one of his hands and plays with one of Tootie’s ponytails, as he steadily works his cock in and out of her.
This moment is Zen for Timmy Turner, but in the back of his mind he begins to entertain thoughts on how to enhance it, how to make it even more memorable. And like he’s done so many times with Cosmo & Wanda’s nearly limitless magic, he seeks to gain the maximum out of it. Pulling himself up slightly, he increases his pace and begins to thrust his cock forward harder than before.
“AAAAHHHHH!!!!”
Tootie cries out in pleasure as her hands leave Timmy’s back and fall to a rest on each side of her head. Proceeding with his ‘moment-enhancement’, Timmy reaches down and fondles Tootie’s breasts, caressing them and moving them around as he devotes his index fingers to each nipple, rubbing it in a circular motion. Tootie is now practically drunk off of pleasure. She spreads herself even wider, wishing Timmy to delve as deep as his hard rod can go. Her face looks almost completely flushed, and her breaths have become significantly shorter. They’re also accompanied by short moans and gasps.
Soon, Timmy finds himself going full-speed into her soaked snatch, pounding it without relent as she euphorically cheers him on.
“OH GOD, TIMMY!!!” She screams. “FUCK ME, BABY! JUST LIKE THAT! DON’T STOP!!!”
Timmy has no intentions on doing any such thing. With sweat pouring down the lad, he continues to punish her pussy to his heart’s content, almost feeding off of Tootie’s screams of passion, using them as fuel. His groping of her breasts becomes a little rougher, but not nearly enough to take away from the moment. Before long, Timmy ends up fondling them in unison with his thrusts, going back and forth as he grunts & moans. He gives it everything his body can muster, becoming completely lost in the moment just as much as Tootie. Suddenly, Tootie bucks her hips up and grits her teeth, indicating her limit is approaching just like the Juggernaut; hard, fast & unstoppable.
Clenching her hands into fists, she tries to stifle her scream but ends up shaking the walls with it, as her entire body quivers from her massive orgasm. Her snatch collapses around Timmy’s shaft like the Jaws of Life, as her eyes nearly roll into the back of her head. No toy ever made her come like that before, and it’s doubtful they’ll do it again. However, she’s not alone.
Timmy feels himself pushed far past his limit, and as his cock lies ready to explode, a not-so-gentle reminder enters his mind. “YOU FOOL! PULL OUT ALREADY!!!”
Heeding the order, Timmy pulls his cock out barely in the nick of time, as he erupts and sprays a hot load of jizz between Tootie’s legs and onto her stomach. The stream is long and, once done, leaves Tootie’s inner thighs nearly covered in his cum.
Exhaustion then sets in for the two, as Timmy flops to his side back onto the bed. The lad looks like he’s ran a marathon, as he gasps for each and every amount of breath he can get. A moment later, Tootie weakly rolls over onto his prone body, longing to feel his skin against hers. He responds by wrapping his right arm around her, welcoming the feeling. Besides the heavy panting & breathing, the room remains silent for several moments, before Timmy breaks it by speaking the words no doubt Tootie would agree with.
“I should’ve done that a long time ago.” He utters.
“Better late…than never…my love.” Tootie responds.
As Timmy closes his eyes, deciding to get himself rested in case more loving is desired, Tootie catches a figure out the corner of her eye. Turning her head towards the window, she spots her boss, the Tooth Fairy, floating outside, giving her a thumbs up. Tootie responds in kind, before resting her head on Timmy’s shoulders. This is easily the best job she’s got. Not only does she have the magic to torture her evil older sister to no end, but it also helped her to experience the most magical night of her life.

“Aw man, there’s never anything good on!”
Timmy flips through the channels on his bedroom TV, desperately trying to find anything at least decent to watch. So far, no luck, and Timmy decides to just shut the TV off.
“OOH! This looks like a great show!” Cosmo says from his fishbowl. “Look at the buck-toothed kid. He must be the comedy relief.”
“Cosmo, that’s the reflection you’re watching.” Wanda tells him flatly.
“SHHH!! I wanna see what happens next!” Cosmo replies, watching the TV screen intently. Wanda just rolls her eyes and turns to Timmy.
“So how’d it go with Trixie, sport?” She asks.
“Well, after 2 hours of insults and screaming, she told me I’m still on her list as potential date candidates.” Timmy then pulls out the list that comes with an accompanying line chart, showing exactly where his new spot is with Trixie. It takes a while for Wanda & Cosmo to calculate, as they didn’t know numbers could go up that high.
“Wow! I thought only the stock market could crash that low.” Cosmo quips.
“Eh, it’s cool.” Timmy says, not showing any signs of caring.
This catches Wanda completely off guard. “It’s cool? You mean, you’re not gonna freak out because your chances with Trixie are about the same as Cosmo getting doctrines from Harvard & Yale?”
“Nope.” Timmy answers simply. “Besides, I already got plans for tonight.” He then turns and flashes a wide grin at Wanda, which is when she spots that one of his teeth are missing, top row to the right. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out exactly what his plans are…
POOF!!!
…especially as they pop into the room in the form of Tootie, who’s now on the clock.
“Guess I should stay away from all that candy.” Timmy says with a sarcastic grin.
Tootie floats over to him and wraps her arms around him. “Let’s see if any other teeth are loose in that mouth!”
And with that, Tootie performs her own special tooth check in Timmy’s mouth. As the two fall back onto Timmy’s bed, the action heats up, with Cosmo and Wanda looking on.
“Aw, a sign of true love.” Wanda says. But as she watches their actions, she switches her stance a little. “Well, true lust anyway.”
“Oh yeah, baby!” Wanda looks to her left to see Cosmo, now a video camera, recording all of the action. “That’s right, work the camera. Work it! The camera loves you, baby!”

THE END!
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Memoirs of the Toot Fairy