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I Love You Timmy Turner	By : Wendell Urth Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 10443 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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At 10 the answer was simple. "I hate her." I HATE HATE HATE HATE, HATE her". Throw in a couple dozen more "hates" and you might have an adequate answer.

At 12 Timmy had a slightly expanded vocabulary. He knew words like "despise" and "detest", even "loath" but he'd still settle for several "hates". Maybe without the capital letters. "Enmity" and "rancor" were probably beyond him at that age. But that wasn't the whole truth.

By this point in his life (and this is the first part of the incident I've alluded to that pushed him over the edge), if you asked Timmy how he really felt about his babysitter he might stumble between the first and second "hate". Did he actually hate her? He hated some of the things she did, the way she acted, the way she spoke to him... but did he hate her? He was closer to her than his own parents, than any of his friends. As a growing adolescent he thought about her more than any other person in his life, even more than Trixie. He might have realized that his feelings for her were a lot more complicated than he thought. He had a growing awareness of her not just as his baby sitter or a teenager, but as a woman and a sexual being.

He hated her.

He lusted for her.

He loved her.

And he knew that she was forever beyond his reach... Probably.

And it didn't help that Vicky was a born sex tease who delighted in getting under his skin.

For example...

Vicky sunbathing in the Turner's backyard. Vicky stretched out on the chaise by the Turner's pool. Never mind that they never had a pool before, Cosmo & Wanda fixed that so no one would notice it's sudden unexplained appearance. Fairies were good at that. And humans are dumb.

The radio was playing some stupid bouncy Brittany Brittany pop song. Vicky drowsing on her stomach, green bikini top unhooked. A tiny, tiny black bikini bottom exposing her soft sweet ass. The boy had been ordered to carefully lather on the suntan oil. "Miss a single spot and if I burn I'll kill you." He believed her.

Slack jawed. "Wha...wha...where do I begin?" He'd suddenly developed his father's stutter.

"My feet, stupid. Start at the feet then work your way up," she laughed. "Don't you know anything?"

Timmy nervously poured some oil on his hands and tried to apply then to the soles of her feet but she kept bouncing them out of reach in time to the stupid music. "Don't tickle them, dummy."

When he had finally gotten them good and wet Timmy tried to move to her ankles and calves, but she kept moving. Suddenly the heel of her foot caught between his legs, under his balls! And it stayed there... SLOWLY PRESSING UPWARDS! Sweet gentle pressure which he knew could become blinding pain if she willed it. He dropped the suntan lotion. She looked over her shoulder at him and laughed. "What's the matter Twerp, lose something?"

She propped herself up on one elbow, looking over the top of her dark sunglasses ($300, thanks Mrs. Turner), careless of of her top which slipped off one breast... one beautiful, sweet breast. The breast of his wildest dreams. It was the first real live one he'd seen and nearly within reach. "She doesn't know!" he thought. "If she finds out she really will kill me!" He was paralyzed. The pressure of her foot on his balls continued. There was an ache now, pounding to his heartbeat matching that dumb music. "Such a boring little boy" staring at his crotch, "not much going on down ether, huh?" she teased. Bouncing her foot applying more pressure. "Too bad you didn't inherit your Daddy's big dick."

Timmy flushed dark red. Speechless. He wanted to scream."My dad...WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?" but he couldn't do it. He was literally speechless.

"Finish up, stupid" she turned over and readjusted her bikini top.

He knew now that she had exposed herself on purpose. To laugh at him, to make fun of him... He was just a kid and to her that's all he'd ever be.

Timmy continued to spread the lotion, but got no enjoyment from it. Legs, ass, back and shoulders. "God, I want to strangle her." Anger had replaced lust and had overheated the boy's brain.

A knowing look on her face, she turned over. "Try to do a better job little boy, you're so sloppy. You'll never get that black haired slut if that's the best you can do."

Timmy cursed her under his breath, not caring if she heard him. Feet, ankles, calves, legs and thighs. But oh, those beautiful legs and thighs, Timmy's angry erection actually hurt. He was shaking and spilling suntan lotion everywhere. Vicky smiled her shark smile. She knew she had him. She slowly spread her legs wide, but there was no invitation there. It was like a steel trap opening. He brought his oily hands up close to her crotch and froze. he didn't know where to look, what to touch, where to begin. Begin? Was he supposed to begin? Then he saw it, the outline of something. "Oh my God" he thought. "Oh my God!" Her suit, it was damp, perfectly outlining... outlining... "Her... her slit, wet, I can see it. God, she's showing it to me!" He wanted to touch it, he wanted to bite it, to bury his face in the fabric.

He was doubling over, holding in the pain. He wanted to cry, to run away. He couldn't do any of those things. he couldn't move.

Vicky was snorting in laughter. "Don't you know what to do? That's the closest you'll probably ever come to a pussy. Enjoy it while you can, twerp."

Something was happening inside him. He couldn't look at her. Something was happening. "God, I'm going to pee" he thought. Suddenly he lost control. For the first time in his life he came. He came in his swim trunks. He didn't even have to touch himself. Fear/pleasure/humiliation were the feelings he would always associate with his first orgasm. Cum bubbled through the fabric of his swim trunks and she saw it. SHE SAW IT!

She howled with laughter as he ran away. Sputtering, "You came in your pants! YOU CAME IN YOUR PANTS."

Timmy ran, hot tears spilling. He couldn't look back. He was too ashamed. She had broken him.

If he had looked back he might have stopped. She wasn't laughing.

Hatred.

Anger.

Jealousy.

And pain, as much as the pain on Timmy's face.

He had cum. He had cum for the first time. Vicky had never cum in her life. Never really had an orgasm. And it had killed her soul.

Orgasmic Dysfunction is a condition that occurs when someone has difficulty reaching orgasm. This difficulty occurs even when they are sexually aroused and there's sufficient sexual stimulation. When is condition occurs in women, it is known as Female Orgasmic Dysfunction(FOD).

Literature on FOD does not list as a condition that it can turn some people into nasty evil bitches. Maybe it should.
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