Timmy & Mac’s Summer Camp Adventure: | By : Wendell Urth Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 3486 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Next Day, Back At Camp, Then Home
Of course, we got caught sneaking back into camp. We made up some stupid story about sneaking out for ice cream. Vicky had gunned her car at the last minute waking up our counselors and every dog for miles. A few days before it might have upset me to get caught. Not any longer, besides, who would care? What were they going to do, call our moms?
I found Trixie’s phone number & email in my pocket the next day. I think I know her better than Timmy does. I didn’t tell him.
Camp would be over by the end of the week. There was something I wanted to ask Timmy, but I still didn’t know how.
He guessed. He was a smart kid. And my friend.
“You want to know if you can borrow the coin… If you can use it without messing up Vicky and the rest…?”
I admitted I wanted to try it.
He nodded. The instructions were clear, but it had to be done when he was there. If he gave the coin to me, he would lose control of his parents and the girls. Did I have five people in mind or just the four?
I laughed, I told him “only four”. He did know me well.
There was difference when someone else used the coin. The instructions couldn’t be changed like with Vicky and the others. You had to get it right and complete the first time.
First, we caught Terrance outside my mom’s apartment. Vicky had to tackle the little moron and press his face in the dirt. Timmy still wore the coin, but I held it, rubbed it. Told him how he needed to be a good boy from now on. Made me a little sick to my stomach, but I told him that if he really loved mom, he would do it.
Vicky wanted to kick him the balls. I laughed and added a suggestion to let me do it once in a while and not tell anyone. In fact, he was never going to tell anyone anything that might get me in trouble ever again.
We went up to my apartment. Mom invited my friends in. She had heard me talk about Timmy. I could tell she didn’t like the looks of his red headed ‘sister’. Timmy took out the coin. I wanted Mom to be more relaxed, she wouldn’t have to worry about Terrance anymore and she didn’t need to nag me about hanging out at Foster’s. Or occasionally my kicking Terrance in the balls.
Timmy and the girls were going to be frequent visitors. Overnight, sometimes. Mom was going to be “just fine” with that.
Then Timmy suggested something I didn’t dare think about before. He shrugged. He had done it with his Mom and got his dad to go along. I didn’t have to do anything about it right now, just the instruction. “Something for later, maybe”. Then added a suggestion about including Vicky and maybe the others. I agreed. “Something to think about… for later.” I also suggested she look to lose 10 or 15 pounds, maybe join a gym. Evidently Mrs. Turner had and looked great now.
We drove to Fosters. It was good to be there. I considered it my real home.Timmy, Vicky and I went to Frankie’s room. Frankie was the sweetest, nicest person I knew. My favorite person in the world. I thought she’d do anything for me! Now she really would. Well, anything for us... since it would make me happy. All we would have to do is ask.
Vicky took one look at Frankie and wanted to fuck her now! We laughed, Frankie grew enraged until I told her that it was OK and it would make me very happy. That’s all it took.
Timmy and I watched the two make out for a little while. I was happy to learn that Frankie was a natural red head. We got our dick’s sucked, we alternated. I have to admit Vicky was better, but she had more practice. I was getting over my fear of her. Frankie would catch up.
We met Goo in one of the many playrooms. She would be a treat to save for later. I saw Timmy’s eyes go wide. I think he would have fucked her right there, but he respected that I had first call. But I would share.
I suddenly remembered something and asked. “Does the coin work on Imaginary Friends?”
He shrugged. “Got someone in mind?”
“Yeah. I have a fifth one after all. A certain rabbit that overworks Frankie and makes her miserable all the time. Let’s try it on him.”
Frankie was my friend, my second-best friend now and although she was now my sex slave, I didn’t want any fucking imaginary rabbit hassling her, especially when I came over.
Maybe I’m not a hero. Or such a nice guy. But I could be as nice as I wanted to be.
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