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Truth or Dare, Dimmsdale Style	By : misato29 Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 29307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairly Oddparents or any of the characters in this story. I have no financial interest, expect no money, etc. I wrotes this for my own pleasure. Comments are most welcome.

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“When do you think he’s gonna’, like, come down? Veronica asked.
“Fucked if I know… or care,” said the baby sitter.
“Righhhhhht, so you don’t care, really?”
Vicky drew her knees up under her chin and looked at Veronica. “So why do you care if I care? Wait, did that make any sense?”
Veronica looked at the sleeping boy. “I don’t… I don’t want to. He hurt me worse than almost anyone… almost…”
Cosmo, Wanda and Poof “proofed” in invisibly. Wanda’s eyes went wide. “Cosmo, do you believe this?”
“Not at all! No way, Jose. I can’t believe it. Nope, nope, nope.” Then he asked, “Believe what? Should I believe it? I will if you tell me to.”
“You idiot,” handing him a thick pair of glasses, she asked “What do you see?”
Squinting, he said “I see Timmy, I see Vicky and I see Veronica.” He floated over to where Vicky was sitting and peaked under her bathrobe. “I see London, I see France, and I see Vicky’s und… ooo! No underwear, I see her titties, too. Two titties. By-the-way, she is a natural redhead. The towels match the shower curtain.”
“Not in front of the B-A-B-Y” yelled Wanda as she pulled a magical zipper closed across his mouth. Cosmo started crying since half his tongue was caught in the zipper’s teeth. Poof started to get upset so Wanda cuddled him, saying “Isn’t Daddy silly? Isn’t he funny? Let’s laugh at the silly Daddy”.
After “poofing” away the zipper and rolling his mangled tongue back into his mouth, Cosmo said “B-A-B-Y”? Hey, what do you mean, I’m not smoking!”
“No you fool, look. They’re sitting there and not fighting! Timmy’s asleep with a smile on his face and they aren’t killing him. They almost look like… I don’t know, friends?”
“Which one is Jennifer Aniston?”
Cosmo smiled, “Well, everything looks fine to me, trying to kick some of the empty fairy beer cans under a sofa before Wanda could see them. Let’s go home.
A moment after they poofed out, Vicky stood up and looked around at the mess. “Sorry kiddo – I don’t do clean up.”
Then, leaning over Timmy, she slapped him on the back of the head and said, “Let’s go twerp.” At that moment and for six or seven dozen more, everything froze. Her bathrobe fell open exposing herself from bare collarbone to that wonderful lightly fuzzy place between her legs, to the buck-toothed boy at her feet.
Her normal response should have been to scream and turn her back.
Her normal response should have been to punch Timmy’s light out.
But nothing normal was happening. She was a deer in the headlights… her brain was paralyzed between flight or fight… The truth was that Vicky didn’t know whether to shit or go blind. She remained frozen (but didn’t do the shit or blind thing).
For a red head with such fair skin, Vicky had very few freckles and the ones she did have (mostly across the bridge of her nose) were usually covered with makeup. But she wasn’t wearing her makeup, was she?
There were many things that Vicky hated about herself. One was she hated the way she would sometimes blush… and the blush she was beginning was a 1000 watt beaut.
The half a dozen tiny freckles across the bridge of her nose lit up like red led warning lights at Three Mile Island. Vicky’s melt down became a burning red slash across her cheeks then down her throat. The blush spread like a California wildfire surrounding her breasts.
Timmy was suffering from lockjaw… a case of total body lockjaw. His eyes were darting in several directions at the same time. He couldn’t close his eyes, they had bugged out so far he wasn’t even able to blink and he was moaning“Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God-oooommmmmgggggaaaaa.” Her breasts are beautiful, so amazing. How could they be so round and stand out so much? The way they move… Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God! Wait… I shouldn’t look, I shouldn’t look!” he thought as his eyes examined every inch that was visible between the open robe. “I shouldn’t look oh God look at them!”
Her nipples, red berries on drops of caramel floated on two scoops of vanilla pudding. As he watched, they crinkled and took on a pebbly appearance, like chopped peanuts had been added. Poof’s magic pot had given him an irresistible case of the munchies and Vicky was desert. He wanted to play with his food. He would have loved to rub his face in her sweetness.
Meanwhile, the fiery blush continued to spread south along highway naked Vicky.
Timmy, who was a good kid at heart, knew he should not embarrass his babysitter (and get the crap beaten out of him) decided to find something safer too look at.
“Wait! Her belly button is safe. Everyone has one. A belly button isn’t sexy. She can’t get mad about that, she shows off hers’ all the time! As long as I don’t look below that, everything is OK.” The words “Below that” seemed to echo in this head, assuming the rhythm of his heartbeat. “Below-that,” “Below-that,” “Below-that,” pulse pounded in his head.
But who said the belly button isn’t sexy? Between the naked breasts above, and Vicky’s secret place below, her belly button had taken on a whole new appearance for the boy. It wasn't just a belly button, it was a navel. A navel. Say it... SAY IT. Naaayy Vallllll. It sounds like french ice cream. Navel. Vicky's navel, a not quite perfect oval of hidden flesh that hinted at secret unexplored places. A single drop of sweat rolled down her belly and flooded the whorl of flesh. Timmy wanted to dive head first into that slippery crevice of flesh.
Vicky had no idea what was happening to her. She was hot and cold at the same moment, electric flashes seemed to originate inside her and travel up down and sideways at the same time. “Oh God” she thought as moisture began to run down her leg. Twitching, she collapsed backwards on her ass, her legs spread wide open.
Veronica felt everything that Vicky felt, there was a magical connection. Veronica realized that Vicky had no idea what was happening. “She doesn’t know she’s having an orgasm. How can that be?” Veronica was amazed. Veronica knew more about the “Magic-O” than Vicky did. “She’s never had one before.” Then, “No wonder she’s so pissed off all the time.” She began to see Vicky in a whole new way. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be denied that pleasure, that release. Sometimes being able to have one was all that kept her from screaming… Well, except when having one made her scream, but that wasn’t often. The neighbors complained.
Veronica felt her pussy begin to flow with “happy juice”. She thought, “Yuck”… but that’s what she called it. Veronica produced a couple of teaspoons of happy juice each night. Evidently Vicky was becoming the east coast distributor of that particular product.
Now Vicky began to feel Veronica’s growing excitement and it spurred her’s on even higher. The tide came in and the tide went out, wave after wave. Tidal waves were in the forecast
“Too hot! Too hot! I’m so hot” screamed Vicky
“God, so nice… so fucking nice” crooned Veronica.
Then Timmy screamed in pain!
Timmy was also magically connected to the two girls who were sharing simultaneous orgasms. He thought he was having a stroke, a heart attack and had caught fire at the same time. The shorts he had borrowed were too small and couldn’t be zipped all the way up. Suddenly his dick was trying to do an Incredible Hulk transformation and a piece of foreskin snagged on the zipper.
He howled in pain.
Vicky screamed in heat.
Veronica yowled just for the hell of it.
“Oh my God,” Timmy cried, “I think my dick has exploded.”
It wasn’t a three way climax. Millions of years in the future, long after the Earth was a burned out cinder (that would be Cosmo’s fault, but it doesn’t concern us at the moment). Errr, anyway… Civilizations far in the future, millions of light years from Earth would record this moment in time and space for the single accomplishment that made the Earth unique. It was the universe’s first shared, heterodyned simultaneous tri-gasm.
What made it even more remarkable was that Vicky, Veronica & Timmy never even touched each other.
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