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Truth or Dare, Dimmsdale Style	By : misato29 Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 29307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It was a (not-so-oddly) subdued trio that left the lake house that afternoon. Vicky drove without her usual recklessness which spared the lives of several stray cats and even a couple of second graders. Veronica was the first to be dropped off. Before she opened the door, she leaned over and gave Vicky a kiss. They discovered something new about their link. As Veronica kissed Vicky, she felt Vicky feeling Veronica’s kiss. And Vicky felt Veronica feeling Vicky feeling Veronica… it became a hell of a kiss. Timmy felt Veronica feeling Vicky feeling Timmy, feeling Veronica…. Well, I did say it was a hell of a kiss.
Later…
Pain.
Headache.
Depression.
“Shit,” Veronica thought. “Shit! Piss!! Fuck!!!”
She kept her room in darkness, lit only by a single candle. Sometimes it kept the pain away. But not tonight.
Today had been such a strange and wonderful day. There had been dozens of naked teenage boys… and Timmy. There was a new, older girlfriend in her life… and Timmy. There was beer and pot shared with people she wanted to be with and wanted to be with her! And Timmy… she had seen him naked. And there was this totally amazing link between the three of them waiting to be explored.
But now the pain was back.

“I always knew you were a slut… I just didn’t know how big a loser you were!” said Trixie. “A dumb slut!”

“Shut up.” Veronica said without emphasis.

“Face it Ronnie, everyone is going to know what you are. I mean, you want to fuck that psycho baby sitter? That’s priceless. And that buck-toothed beaver kid, too? What a joke you are.”

“No one has to know, Trixie. And don’t call me Ronnie.”

“Everyone’s going to know! We’ll sell DVD’s and call it ‘Ronnie Starr’s Ménage à Turner’. I love it, no one will ever take you seriously again.”

“Leave me alone Trixie. At least… they… I… love,” she sobbed.
Veronica sat alone at her makeup table. He fingers deftly pinned her longish blonde hair tightly to her head. She adjusted the expensive human hair wig in place. The wig had been one of the birthday presents from her father.

Laughing, “Love? You?? Love you!?? You think someone loves you? No one even likes you. Maybe they’ll fuck you, though I can’t image why they would even want to do that.”
She darkened her blonde eyebrows carefully, a little mascara and eyeliner judiciously applied changed her looks dramatically. But was it enough?

“Even your own father would rather fuck me than you.”
A few more lines expertly applied around her eyes with a makeup pencil gave her features an pronounced Asian appearance. A light dusting of blush brought color to her cheeks, her throat and her breasts. A bit of rouge applied to her nipples darkened them from a pale Nordic pink to a deeper rose-pink color that Veronica had named “Fuck-me-now-Tang”.

“That beaver face boy you wanted… Jimmy?” purred the Trixie voice in her head.

“You know his name” Veronica replied through clenched teeth.

“Whatever… you know your new girlfriend wants to fuck him. The poor boy, surrounded by horny psychos.”

Ignoring the taunts, Veronica asked, “Which one should we wear, Trixie?”

“Oh, the lavender nightie! It’s your daddy’s favorite.”
Since losing control of his business to Mr.Tang, (along with the mansion, limo and the lake house), Veronica’s father began taking an interest in buying children’s clothes… for girls… for one girl... one pre-teen girl who loved the color lavender. But he couldn't buy clothes for another mans' daughter. Besides, these weren’t the kind of clothes you could buy off the rack.
The outfit chosen was a baby-doll nightie set that could not be legally purchased in the US. Mr. Starr did a lot of shopping from an online designer called “House of Pedo”.

“Hurry up, let’s not keep your daddy waiting.”

“Wait Trixie, wait… I don’t… I don’t want to…”

“Now Ronnie, you know what I want…

“I hate you!”

"Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie… are you trying to make me angry?” Veronica gasped as the pain in her head flared. “It’s just the two of us,” the Trixie voice in her head reminded her. “There is only the two of us, forever! If you are a real good girl maybe I’ll let you fuck Timmy Turner… when I’m done with him…after your dad, I mean.
Usually at this point, the Trixie inside her head would let Veronica go to sleep, but Veronica needed to be reminded who was in charge. “You really are just a dumb slut,” the Trixie voice said as she knocked on the bedroom door.

“Mr. Starr? Hi, it’s me, Trixie. Can I come in.?”
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