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Timmy & Vicky Go To The Mountains... Sorta	By : Wendell Urth Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 4567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Where Timmy Get Summoned:
Disclaimer: The Fairly Odd Parents and all associated characters belong to their respective creators and owners, not me. I receive no compensation whatsoever for this story. I do not condone drinking, drugs or any of the sexual activity or situations in this story. It's a fantasy.

Friday morning in class.
Crocker noticed the smile on Turner’s face. It was beyond annoying to the psycho teacher. It was a challenge! A threat to the social order he maintained in class. He started in on Timmy almost immediately, running through his repertoire of small and large punishments, threats and anything he could think of to break the buck-toothed boy down.
“Wipe that shit-eating grim off his face. What does he look so happy… how dare he… in my class?!” Crocker didn’t even realize he said that out loud.
Timmy’s reaction? Nothing.
Turner was still smiling, oblivious to Ole Crock-Pot.
Enraged, Crocker began searching for the batteries for his electric cattle prod when the loud speaker began to blare. “Turner, Timmy Turner, please report to the Principal’s office immediately. Bring your books and coat.”
Crocker looked pleased, thinking the boy must be in trouble… “Or maybe his parents died! That’ll wipe the smile off his face.” Crocker hoped.
AJ had to nudge Timmy in the ribs. “Dude, Waxelplax wants you!” Timmy had still been in his own little world, thinking about the upcoming weekend. “Hmmm?” He finally caught the announcement.
He got his stuff together, flipped Crocker the bird and hurried off to Waxelplax. Nothing could spoil his day.
Timmy was surprised (and pleased!) to see Vicky waiting for him. He resisted an urge to kiss her (it did cross his mind), as Principal Waxelplax explained that “his cousin” Vicky had brought a note from his parents excusing him from school for a family emergency, releasing him in a “relative’s care.” Evidently his mom had called earlier in the day.
He looked a little puzzled, almost said “Whaaa?” then caught the twinkle in Vicky’s evil pink eyes. Vicky was a master forger, Timmy knew. It was one of her many dark talents. The Turner’s had been overdrawn at the bank a few times, checks written for babysitting. But they were all recorded in their checkbooks. Sometimes in Mr. Turner’s handwriting, sometimes Mrs. Turner’s. They didn’t even question those anymore. Vicky once had a side business forging parental notes for kids. She never got caught, though a few kids who had threatened to turn her in sported mysterious blackeyes and loose teeth.
Waxelplax went on for a few minutes, hoping everything was OK, “yadda-yadda-yadda”. Sitting next to each other on the Principal’s couch, Timmy felt Vicky’s hand squeeze his… hard. Painful. He knew then that everything was OK.
Then they were free!
They jumped into Vicky’s car, sped out of the parking lot and headed for his home.
“What’s up?” Timmy asked
“What is up, Twerp, is that we’re starting this party early! She smiled her most lecherous grin. “We gotta’ stop by your place for a few moments… take care of a few things.”
Timmy looked at her, puzzled. “We going someplace?”
The green scarf covering her hair and oversized sunglasses hid her expression from the boy. “You could say that. We had fun camping and shit, right?” Timmy nodded… especially the “and shit” part, he thought. “Not gonna’ do it in a leaky tent again!” She took her hand off the gearshift and put it on his thigh. Squeezed and stroked it. Smiled when she saw the growing bulge in his pants. “I know a place.”
Timmy smiled, then frowned. “What if my parents call… or come home early?”
She chuckled. “From the Caribbean?”
Timmy said, “Caribbean? No, they went to Duluth. Business trip… Didn’t they?”
Vicky snorted, “Dude, wake up! They went on ten-day cruise. Did you really think…?” She laughed.
Timmy turned red, then thought about it. “Yeah. Figures!” Then, “Wait ten days? The said a week!!!”
Vicky exploded in laughter. “God, you’re stupid! You still believe everything they tell you? ANYTHING fucking thing they tell you? Shit!” she cuffed him in the back of the head. Hard. But not hard enough to knock some sense into him.
Timmy glowered at her, but knew she was right. He was stupid where his parents were concerned. Even after all the lies.
They stopped at a traffic light. Vicky looked around then grabbed Timmy by the shirt and planted a long hard kiss on his lips. “You’re lucky I like ‘em stupid!”
Pushing his tongue into her greedy mouth he mumbled. “You like my big dick, you mean.”
She laughed. “Wasn’t that big, Twerp. I’ve seen better!”
Timmy laughed too. He had a secret surprise for his evil sexy girlfriend. When he had gotten back from his camping trip, he was excited and wanted to share his experience with his Godfather. But he knew better. Sex was a touchy subject with Fairies. Timmy was getting to the age where he could lose Wanda & Cosmo. He’d see enough of Da’ Rulz to know that one of the signs of aging out of Fairy protection was being ‘sexually active’.
Boy, was he sexually active that weekend!
So, he kept his mouth shut, but when he got Cosmo alone, he told him that he needed some body modifications. Wanda was too smart not to figure out why, but Cosmo…? Nah.
Timmy made a wish. He wanted the most perfect dick. He omitted why, he didn’t mention he was boning Vicky and Cosmo didn’t ask.
The first try didn’t go so well, his dick got so big that even flaccid it drained all the blood from his head and he kept fainting when it got the least bit hard. He got a splinter in his ball sack which was dragging on the floor.
Timmy wanted something that would work. Didn’t Cosmo know anything about human cocks? Cosmo then went onto the internet (literally) and in a couple of minutes reviewed ever porn video ever made. He was actually in every porn ever made. He got a very twisted view of human sexuality. But he took lots of notes.
It took a while (Cosmo was stuttering a lot) but Timmy finally got what he wanted. He still had his own dick. About five inches, normal for his age. But when he was excited, instead of the six or almost seven inches he had fucked Vicky with, he could go to eight, nine or ten now. Thicker, meatier too. It would get even bigger when he got older.
And Cosmo had imparted to the boy the knowledge on how to use it effectively. Ten million porn videos can’t be wrong.
Timmy couldn’t wait to show Vicky. To plow her. To really fuck the living shit out of her this time and make her beg for more.
And now he had ten days to do it!
“Pack a bag, just whatever stuff you need, Twerp. Meet me in the garage.”
Timmy didn’t see Vicky pull on a pair of rubber gloves. She knew where the Turners kept their cash and valuables. She had an envelope too. She locked the bedroom door, stood on the bed and planted some bags of white powder in the ceiling, along with some of the Turner cash. She hated to let the drugs go and the money, but there was more… a lot more. There were also some naked photos of Timmy. She laughed; she had been taking the photos herself for the last few years, a babysitter like her sees a lot. She knew they’d come in handy someday. She had some naked photos of other kids she babysat.
Timmy went up to his room, had Wanda magic up an overnight bag. “What’s up, Sport?” she asked. “Cosmo, pull your pants up! What’s wrong with you lately?!?”
“Look, my parents bailed on me.” He muttered “Again.” Wanda and Cosmo looked at each other. “They’ll be gone for ten days and I’m going to stay with Vicky.”
Wanda started to say something, Timmy interrupted, “No, it’s cool. I’m actually staying with her parents,” he lied. “She won’t be around much and I have school and… everything. So why don’t you two go on a vacation and don’t worry about me?”
Cosmo began shaking his head like an over excited puppy. He had so many things he wanted to show Wanda from his recent experiences with internet porn. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s go, let’s go!”
“Are you sure, sweetie. We could stay...”
Hearing Vicky moving around downstairs, “No, not needed. You guys have fun.” Then, still seeing doubt in Wanda’s eyes, cutting her off before she could begin a question, he said, “I WISH you two would go on a long vacation and forget about me.”
Before Wanda could object, Cosmo raised his wand and in a puff of smoke the Fairies disappeared… along with all the toys in the Turner bedroom. Cosmo had a lot to show Wanda!
Just then, Timmy’s door was kicked open, “You ready, Twerp? I said to meet me in the garage. Time’s wasting!”
Timmy looked at her. “Not yet, lets go into my parent’s bedroom. Something I need to show you.”
Vicky raised an eyebrow, “OK, but let’s make it fast”
“Fast and hard,” Timmy promised himself.
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Timmy & Vicky Go To The Mountains... Sorta