Author's Note;
Smiles; I knew I knew why is Jester and me posting a new story. Well this is a collaboration between Riderman09 and me. He and I went back and forth for a like two weeks now. He got me very interested in the idea he had. And I being the guy whole likes me some lemons. Well I couldn't pass it up. So like all our other stuff we'll be trying to keep this new fic to our schedule. Like Jester said before we will try for two weeks to a month updates. But with Jester doing his college senior art project... I don't know how much time he'll set aside to write. So that just leaves me to write. And yeah without Jester near to spit ideas to each or talk to about stuff to write. I don't really type on my own. But still this story will enter into our new stories catalog and will receive updates too. Be warned this is an AU fic with a lot of lemons aka SEX in the future and sexual theme throughout the story. IF you don't like that why are you even here! GET LOST!
Unknown View
Feeling the room shake violently I raise my head off of the pillow. "Why does he always has to rob a bank the first hour they open?" As a few of my stuff shake on the shelves while others rattle around. MY attention drifts to the shouts and screams from outside. Reminding me it's yet another day. "Another day of being miserable with family problems. Another day of having people stare or say things behind my back. Another day of guy's making the same mistaking of talking to me with lewd intent." Sigh another day being myself Timmy Turner. But to most people I'm the epicene son of the Turner family. Whose father is also known by the people of the city as the super villain Dyno-D. As my room shakes I push off my bed and look slightly out the window. As the sheets slide down my sides I peak a little of my head along the side of the window.
Yes there he is my dad in his blue spandex, dark gold cape, gold eye mask, with matching black boots and gloves. In all his evil glory while he laughs and gloats from inside yet another robot cow mech. And again here to stop him like all the other times is Dashing Berg. Wearing a purple cape with matching gray skintight body armor Dashing Berg begins his good guy monologue. But I mouth what most likely they're saying to each other, " 'Stop Dyno-D I won't let you ruin the lives of the hard working people of my city'. 'Try as you might to stop me Dashing Berg but with my latest Robo-Cow fighting robot you can't stop me ahahahaaa'. And they fight smash a few buildings and roll credits until tomorrow." With in seconds they do leaving me to pinch my eyes as one of my boxed action figures drops to the floor. Rubbing my back I sigh remembering as to how I can care so little about a super hero fighting a super villain. When I have bookshelves of super comics. Well that's cause these two guys are neighbors.
And I have to live with both their normal and super egos. Dashing Berg or as he's called by me and everyone else is Mr. Dinkleberg. Retired and well-secured money wise and you can guess why at this point. Guy knows how to make money last. I know its Mr. Dinkleberg stopping my dad. But it's another reason why my family is at rock bottom internally. My mom thought the whole super villain husband thing was hot back when she was younger. Fuck mom said dad was actually romantic as he stole his proposal and webbing rings for her. Hell he still manages to rob banks and get away with some of the money as always. But from me being born to now they've drifted because of how they've both been pushing to raise me. Me being this way isn't fair to my mom... she's so nice. I wish I could help her get away from my dad and live, as she wants to.
As dad shouts his second monologue. Mr. D tries to counter with his own as dad tries to make his get away. Pushing the covers from off of me I walk over to my private bathroom. The whole summer dad has been making new plans to try and beat Mr. D. Mr. D in general is a pretty cool guy does a lot of government and public work if you can call it that. Mrs. D on the other hand does talk much to others. All she does is smile and wave its weird sometimes. Especially how quiet she is when Mr. D starts conversations? And how similar she looks to Mr. D. She can often go a whole conversation with only saying about three or five things. That's a record if you ask me. She really is that quiet when she talks to others her voice barely a whisper. But back to my dad whose been none stop working in his secret lair to make more cow robots. To yet again... sigh try and beat Mr. D and cause the city problems. It's strange I found out Mr. D is Dashing Berg because he asked to talk to me. All we talked about was my dad's were obsession with blaming him for stuff.
I told Mr. D to just ignore him like my mom often tells me. I haven't told him I found out his secret identity. But I am more surprised that he's not going after my dad when he's not trying to smash the city. "Maybe its that old superhero code think dad mention or something." As the water from the showerhead pours down onto I think about today. The first year in high school most would question why I'm sixteen. But I'm taking my freshmen and sophomore years together. And gods please all I ask and hope is that no one stares at me. From what Chester texted me last night my dad trashed another high school during his escape from a museum heist. So a lot of new faces will be on our side of town. Meaning people who don't know that I look will look at me. Rubbing my hips with soap I can feel they've grow a little more and are a little more sensitive. Yeah most guys tend to turn my way when they see my hips and my half shaves hanging hairstyle. Plus the fact that my skin is soft looking also draws a few looks. MY appearance has been the cause of me getting bullied.
Not just by guys but a few of the older girls back in middle school. I'll never forget when one of those mean girls took my underwear and showed them on a page in the school's newspaper. She got in trouble and paid big time when my mom found out. Mom actually made her cry and her mother paid the fines. The girls mom was hoping principle Waxelplax would let her continue school this year. She is allowed but if she or any of her friends cause me problems they'll get fined an have to spend some time in juvenile hall. "Is it too much to ask mean people to just leave me alone?" I wear tight jeans that show that I have a bulge between my legs. But wearing a body hugging pink shirt under loose crop tops that stops just above the body shirt. Which also stops just over my belly button. Might be another reason I still get cat called at when I'm just walking around. Finishing my shower I leave and wipe myself dry. Looking down between my legs I see my bald mildly above average penis.
Last week I was having problems cause my penis kept inflating. Causing my pants to be way too tight in the front. Man it was weird walking bowlegged until my penis deflated. My doctor told me its cause my hormones were hitting me like a ton of bricks. He said that not only would my hips begin to stick out more. I'll also be having erections popping up on me out of the blue. He looked over my medical records and told me my past hormone injects are likely the cause. Something about trace amounts staying in me and overworking a few things. But he gave me libido pills. Good news is I won't be walking around looking like an idiot. He didn't say how long they last each time I take one. Just that I should take no more then two a day if I'm going out to socialize for twenty four hours. Leaving the bathroom with a towel around me I get to my dresser. Pulling out a new pair of underwear, I then slip on my jeans. Followed by my body hugging shirt, and then my loose crop top. Snatching up my pink hat I comb my fingers through my hair. With my shoes on and bag in hand I head downstairs to get some breakfast. As the house shakes I catch a picture from falling. Sigh, "The one day mom managed to get dad not to be evil... Kind of wish now he wasn't there so it could have been just us."
Placing the picture back on the wall I walk downstairs finding mom talking on her cellphone. Grabbing a bowl I make cereal for myself and watch mom talk to her boss again. Mom "I know Mr. Cuvlore but what am I to do? I can't cut all the house prices on my charts. I've already made five cuts this year alone. I know we're one of the few cities that have superhero battles but... Ok fine but I'm only taking fifteen thousand off nothing more. Ok you'll see the new numbers when I get in today." Mom ends her call and looks to me as I eat. Mom "Hey sweetie how are you today?" "Could be better. I mean it's not unlike most days waking up to dad destroying another part of the city. I just hope he does start about the way I dress again. I'm getting sick of it." Mom "Sweetie your father may not understand the choices you have to live with like I do. But to be fair he grew up in a home that doesn't well... They wouldn't look fondly on your kind attitude or your style of dress. Even if you explain to them a million times they'll be conservative. And try to write it off as a problem that can be fixed with drugs." "Its cause I'm a freak to him isn't it?" Mom "You are not a freak sweetie! You're my special and mature son who unlike others in this town has a bright future despite your appearance. Now eat up and I'll drop you off at school in a minute."
Mom kisses my forehead and goes over to the pantry. I gulp seeing mom bend over her round and very supple butt pointed my way. My mom is a Milf yes and most women that comment on her says she got hips made to give birth to kids. And an ass that women kill to have. Biting my lip I watch as mom shifts her waist her ass bounces ever so slightly. Before I could really latch my eyes onto mom's butt the floor opens with a cloud of gray smoke. Laugh his evil laugh is my dad with a few bags of money draped over both his shoulders. Fanning my hand close to my face I keeping the exhaust smoke from my nose. Dad "Good news honey though Dashing Berg! Managed to take back some of the money I still escaped and returned with over ten thousand dollars." As dad laughs I roll my eyes. Dad "Oh god morning Timothy... Again you choose to dress like you're going to an odd concert you kids attend these days. Why won't you just wear normal close already." "Gee thanks dad didn't think you notice me with the smoke from your robots. And sorry doctors says I can wear what I want."
Dad "Watch it buster I'm in charge of this house. Even though your mother and I don't see eye to eye on how you dress. You will give me respect in my home. Now here take four hundred dollars and head off to school. After which you can buy new clothes. No child of mine will be home schooled. You must learn how to destroy the innocence to one-day carry on the family's evil legacy. Or at least support your siblings when they grow up." I rolling my eyes as dad starts to make himself toast. He smirks as he counts a few stacks of his stolen money. Mom "Come on Timmy I need to get to work and you need to get to school. Hue! Vent your work shop or I'm taking a sledge hammer to all those tin cans!" Mom closes the door behind her with a huff and I follow her to the car. Getting in I put an ear bud into one ear and listen to a song off my phone. As mom drives she touches my cheek. Mom "Don't let what your father says get to you honey. Some men have to face conditions worse or like yours all the time. Look at me sweetie I still talk to other super villain wives. And they agree it's not easy to raise kids or stay married to a villain. You act and do nothing like your father and I'm grateful of that. Now then have a good day at school sweetheart."
Giving me a kiss to the cheek I give her a small smile and hug back. Leaving the car I sigh seeing the high school slash middle school of West Side Dimmsdale. Around the entrance you can see groups of teens all waiting to be let in. The middle schoolers get let in on the other side of school having a completely separate wing from the high school side. Walking pass a few teens to one of the small benches scattered around the front I wait. Chester and AJ are arriving by bus their parents are to busy at work to drive them. Much like my mom my dad's destruction has taken a tool on a number of business. Some good and bad but for the construction companies is been a back and forth thing last I heard. Chester's dad's ok with the work just complains he's not getting paid enough some times. Sighing to myself I try to vibe out to my music. Mainly cause a few guys and girls are already looking at me. Still trying to zone out with music its not long until someone taps my shoulder. It's guy from his shirt he's into Metal Bones the DJ. He's got tan skin plus shabby hair in his eyes. Guy "Hey girl me and the guy's noticed you and have to say your pretty nice looking. So we were wondering if you wanted to talk?" "Dude I'm a guy back off." The guy does a double take before a familiar voice adds "Yeah bubby he's a trap." I scowl to Chester who nudges AJ with his shoulder. Them along with a bunch of other teens just arrived by bus.
AJ elbows Chester giving him the 'not cool' eyes. AJ turns back to the guy hitting on me "My friend Timmy here gets this all the time. So just be calm an go back to your friends. Oh and remember he's a guy." The guy quickly walks off as Chester and AJ sit next to me. AJ "Dude when you said your condition was going to be more noticeable I thought you we're joking?" I glare at Chester "I'd love to hear the punch line to this joke dude really I would. But still my doctor says with luck this will be as far as things go. So please lets just stick together and make sure no one gets the wrong ideas about me." Chester pats my arm "Sure dude I'm sure from last year a few kids from middle school will know your a no go zone. Plus mister wise guy seems to be already spreading the word. But really dude your voice is a little softer then it once was too." I place my head in my hands "Ugh don't remind me. I still hate that I have to deal with my dad judging me all the time about my condition. He just won't believe that it's his fault. Or the fact as to why I wear skinny jeans." AJ "He still doesn't get that? They don't make pants for guys with wide hips and slim legs. That's originally why the LGBT community made skinny jeans. Before dumb guys started to use them to show off their boxers. But still your dad is way too judgmental dude."
Before I can give the guys an answer back four girls walk over to us. One girl points at me "Your Timmy Turner right? I heard you're the trap boy that lives in this area. Huh I don't get why guys confuse you for a girl. That over bite is a joy killer right there. But whatever its just guys listening to their dicks most of the time. So here's a warning trap boy get in my way. And I'll ruin you're already messed up hair. Oh and by the way try using less lip-gloss. It help guys see you're large over bite before they try hitting on you." As she and her friends walk off giggling at their egoistical comments. I sigh rubbing both my temples "Great first day back and I already have a new enemy no doubt she's from a popular crew in one of the other schools. Wait... I don't use lip-gloss it's just how my skin looks right?" Chester "Right... Anyway let's hope that's all that'll happen today." "Yeah right knowing my luck something bad will happen the moment I walk into the school."
After another ten minutes the school bell rings so the guys and I head in. Getting to our assigned lockers AJ scans his hand to open his. While Chester uses a screwdriver to pry his open and I simply turn the dial and open mine. AJ prints out of class sheets from inside his locker. AJ "Ok from my print outs we have all but fourth period together. Timmy has gym that period while Chester and me have geography. After lunch and fifth we get to head home earlier then the middle schooler's." "Good luck to them. Knowing Francis he and the other bullies will be out causing problems from all the grades under his." Chester "Don't forget the freshmen hunt guys always looking for fresh meat today. So we've got to avoid him as best we can." But a scream causes me to peak around AJ's locker door to see Francis and his three goons. Road the tallest, Lunk is average height, and Nut... well Nut is the shortest of the bullies and he's giving a freshman a wedgy. Nut "Should have handed over your lunch money punk." Nut lets go of the guys underwear making it snap into his lower back. Francis and his bull patrol start down the hall. I turn into my locker hoping that he won't bother me.
Getting tugged violently at my arm I see Francis staring as he looms over me. Francis "Well, well if it isn't Trappy Turner. Man you look even more like a skank then you did last year. So you going to give up your lunch money or do I have to make you scream like a little wuss?" "Just leave me alone Francis." As I try to pull my arm free he punches my face and kicks my stomach. I grunt trying to get back up seeing Francis reading to hit me again. His three idiots chuckling behind him at my pain. But one guy shouts "Hey jerk why are you hitting that chick? You get your kicks for hitting girls you losers?" Some of the kids join in asking Francis why. I just shrink wishing they'd have stayed out of it. Or at least one could go get a fucking teacher to help me.
Francis and his goon patrol start to laugh, which confuses the teens around us. Francis pulls me by my top lifting me up and a little off the floor. Completely leveled with Francis's face he continues to laugh at me. Francis "This isn't a chick dumb ass. This is a dude!" As Francis and the other bullies continue to laugh as I pull away. Turning from everyone I just try to bury my face into my locker. Francis keeps laughing "Forget it embarrassing you on the first day is enough payment already. Later Trappy Turner!" I put a few books into my locker and close it. AJ pats my shoulder "Sorry about the Timmy." I can tell they see that I'm shaking but I just try to shrug it all off. "Its ok I'm use to it... Lets just get to class already." As we walk by a few new rounds of gossip start to go around. Even kids I haven't seen before are looking at me. Why can't anyone just talk about something else? Why do they always have to stare and gossip about me?"
Third person's View
The day has been going to the same, as most would expect. Timmy appearance throwing off a few new faces as well as one new teacher. But as Timmy sits and eats his dry lunch with his friends an old but giggling face joins them. Tootie joins the trio and she's mostly still in shock over Timmy's current appearance. But that's only inwardly and only lastly for about ten minutes. After awhile it's much of the same Tootie clinging close and giving Timmy googly eyes. Over the summer she saw very little of him. And every time she asked her sister Vicky she wouldn't talk about it. But now she knew why. Tootie "Timmy you look so different but in a 'nice' way." Timmy inwardly groans "Sure if you like unsuspecting guys hitting on you. Only to back away completely embarrassed of what they were just attempting. Then sure I do look great. Seriously its like word of Francis's shit this morning still hasn't gotten to every ear in the school by now." Chester "Cheer up Timmy not like things are worse. So far Francis has been the only dark spot of the day." Timmy dips his head knowing full well that that was not true. Gym and his small talk with the principle during fourth period were much darker.
Soon a low blare of music emits from a side door drawing everyone's attention. As the doors slid open the schools rich and popular crowd strut in gossiping and giggling amount themselves. Their appearance even shuts up the other schools and Timmy's school combined popular crowd. Know full well that they can't compete with them. The rich crowds clothes alone cost more then all of theirs combined. AJ gasps, "Is that Remy Buxaplenty? What's he doing here I though he went to a private boarding school?" Timmy "Three weeks ago Dyno-D robed several private schools fine art pieces gallery drive. He took all the so call charity money they made for the schools. Dashing Berg only managed to get back a little over half of the money." Tootie "How did you know that Timmy?" Timmy "I always keep up with superhero stuff. I mean I read comic books all day long so why not really." Chester smirks "I swear one day we'll find you sleeping on a bed of comic books and video games dude." Timmy rolls his eyes "Yeah sure you will. If Vicky doesn't scare you off first chance she gets?" Tootie "My sister still comes over and looks after you?" Timmy sighs "Only when my mom leaves town for a few days. But Vicky still gets a kick at making me do stuff that I don't have to do." Tootie "Let me guess she dress you up like a doll?" As Tootie giggles at the idea she doesn't realize that Vicky does in fact dress Timmy up.
She forces him into the odd maids outfit she made him and orders him to do chores. Sometimes Vicky makes messes just so he'd have something to do. Timmy still finds it odd that some days she's mildly mean while other she's pure rage incarnate. AJ "So Timmy any homework yet?" Timmy "No but has anyone figured out whose our last teacher for the day is?" Chester crosses his arms and smiles "I'm not worried about it. It's probably another easy new teacher like the others." Tootie "Uh huh your only saying that cause you know AJ will help you with your homework. Or he'll just let you copy off the answers." Chester frowns "Hey I'm not missing with a good system. Plus it's easier to go over to AJ's place an study. Besides Timmy place no offence dude is a no go zone. His dad gets way to batty when anyone comes over. It's like he's a secret hoarder and hates people seeing his collection." Timmy growls, "You have no idea. He's so controlling and sometimes I can tell he just wishes my mom would have another kid. Just so he doesn't have to pay attention to me... Or notice I exist anymore" Tootie rubs Timmy's shoulder "Hey don't sweat it Timmy. I'm sure things will turn out ok. And hey you can always talk to me for advice. I have to live with my mom and sister twenty four seven. I know how it feels to be singled out... Or have to do things to get by."
Timmy is confused at the last part but as he looks to question Tootie. She bats her eyes back at him humming with affection. Causes Chester and AJ to snicker at Timmy's dismay. Tootie's long-standing crush on Timmy was one of the reason people confused him so often as being a girl. Aside from the few times he gave off a girlish scream when scared or hurt. Back in middle school Tootie's constant need to kiss him or hug him was a big head turner. Most guys that didn't know Timmy or his nickname would often call Timmy and Tootie lesbians. Francis being the bully that he was and still is spent plenty of time making Timmy's days even more unbearable. Timmy often found it weird when a few times Vicky forbid Tootie from coming over while she watched him. A familiar voice breaks Timmy from his thoughts "Will I'd never expect to see you here Timothy? But a better question Timothy is why are you sitting with these lower class?" Timmy turns to see Remy Buxaplenty standing behind him. Several familiar and new rich popular teens standing beside him. Chester "Timmy you know Buxaplenty?" Remy "Know him? Timothy here was once a young protégé at our boarding school before his mother took him out. Why did she take you out Timothy? And please don't tell me it was because of your um physical problems?"
In Remy's pause he fully looks over Timmy's new features almost embarrassing himself to bring it up. And also talking about Timmy's features how in the jeans you can clearly see Timmy ass close to being considered peach shaped. Timmy "Yes Remy my mom took me out of boarding school because of my new figure. No dude she took me out cause she wanted me to have friends. Not people who just want to talk about money and power." Remy laughs "Oh Timothy you and I both know from our time in Grand Helen's boarding school. That it's those two things that make some people great. But as you can see my own father believes its time for me to expand my horizons too. Still Timothy as a friend I must say I have missed our past talks. I mean we had so much in common why not continue our friendship?" Timmy "Fine Remy just try to control you voice this time. Proctor Lyon's comments to you must still be a hard reminder."
Remy chuckles "Oh Timothy your quips and fast comments always left you ahead of others. Which is why you were such a gem to talk to outside of the other money hounds back at Helen's. But still why not accompany us to our table? I sure talking among the upper class might remind you of the life style." Timmy "I'm ok Remy. More over we should cut our chat short the whole lunch room is staring." Remy pans his eyes not moving his head and simply chuckles. Remy "Very well Timothy it's a charm to see you again. Later then old bean." Timmy sighs drinking his soda as a few of the popular kids question Remy as they finally make claim to their table. The duo of Tab and Chad look to Remy as if he just took a bath in garbage. Chad "Remy why are you getting all chummy with Turner. The guy's a cross dressing weirdo from what I've heard. And its true from what I see too." Remy sharply looks at Chad making him stare right into his hawk like green eyes.
Remy "Last I checked you don't dictate who anyone can talk to Chadling. Timothy is far more powerful then you think or any of you have yet to grasp. Timothy's gentle charm and brains at numbers and behavioral science to be put simply is spectacular. Which has given a number of businesses a great assessment into the economy. My father was amazed at how easily Timothy stopped any employee strike. Not going over and additional two dollars an hour in their pay. He increased employee appearances and work place productivity by forty five percent. And all he had to do was listen and give a counter offer. Timothy to some may be a shy and to most men an oddity. But he's the first person both my father and even several other businesses would go to. If ever I wish to make a big move financially I'd ask Timothy for my best options in stock or marketing purchases. If you don't remember Tadold's mother took a hit a few years back in her fabric and clothing firm. It was Timothy who my father recommended to his mother. And I'm sure you could guess what would have happen if she hadn't agreed to Timothy's bailout play." As Remy drinks his fine water several of the popular kids look at Timmy. All of them wonder how a guy that doesn't even dress like them and at the same age as Remy. How is it possible he can hold so much sway over such powerful corporations and people? Timmy sighs remembering the time he spent at Grand Helen's.
The hours they had him train his mind expanding it so he can notice even the oddest of number differences. As well as noticing the behavioral profiles of others. Tootie seeing the table has become quiet pokes Timmy's face. Timmy "Why are you poking my cheek?" Tootie "Cause you look so sad and gloomy and your cheek is really soft. I like it." Timmy rolls his eyes "I'll always look like this Tootie. Besides seeing Remy just brought up my old jobs with my dad's friends." AJ "Timmy are you rich like Remy and those other with him?" Timmy "Yeah I am but my mom didn't like how my dad was forcing me to grow up in his image. Even though I don't act or do nothing he likes. My dad hired Vicky originally so he could find a way for her to agree to send me back to Grand Helen's boarding school." Chester "But he failed right?" Timmy sighs "Mostly when the other rich families heard of my skills my dad saw it as a way for me to grow in the family business. Remy and plenty of the other rich families ask me to help their company and stock trades. But not so often now with all the banks being robbed. Most are keeping their money out of the city. But when they did ask for me my mom covered how much money I ask for during their requests. Last time I saw Remy he and I were ok. But he lost his shit during a disagreement. The proctor assigned to tutor us had words with him. Talking to each other now after at least last five and a half years. Its kind of nice he's one of the few rich people I know that treat me with respect despite my age."
AJ "So like how rich are you Timmy?" Timmy rolls his eyes "Why do you think Vicky cancel's all her other jobs babysitting for a whole week when my mom call her?" Tootie "I wondered why she'd acted so aggressive those days. Hurts my jaw remembering those days too." Timmy looks at Tootie questioning her last comment yet again. Only for her giggles and pokes to change his attention again. Timmy "Yeah she just loves seeing me suffer for a whole evening. Last time she nearly trashed my house chasing after me when I told her to bite me." Chester laughs saying that Timmy did not tell that to Vicky the most evil babysitter in the world. As the bell rings Remy carrels his popular group to walk in the same direction as Timmy. A few of the popular boys eyes drifted to Timmy's ass. For a guy they even had to admit he has a nice ass and waistline. And the fact that his skinny jeans didn't leave any underwear lines makes them curious if he even bothering to wear any. One the other hand the popular girls felt envious that a guy has the figure most of them wanted. Hell his walk even turns heads without Timmy even noticing. Two of the girls weren't looking at Timmy with envy they were actually see him in a new light. Those two are Veronica and Trixie two popular and rich teens whose parents followed Timmy's mom example too.
Making them attend a normal school to gain friends and a better understanding of their wealth. Trixie really disliked Timmy for how often guys mistook him for a girl. But last years mean girls incident and now seeing the sixteen-year-old again. Trixie is confused as to why Timmy looks like the way he does. Overall she couldn't help but watch how Timmy held himself. His shoulder slouch gave him the look of a meek guy. But his hips and ass make his walk into a light and very eye catching sway. She could now see why some guys couldn't believe that Timmy's a guy. Veronica Trixie's right hand girlfriend was mentally drooling over Timmy. Her secret crush over the bucked tooth teen only grow over the time she 'watched' him from afar. How he goes to the same salon that she and Trixie likes to go to. And how his fashion reflects his attitude an his figure. Veronica was upset when she could find him all summer hell Veronica was jealousy that she wasn't rumored to be Timmy's lesbian partner during that miss up. But seeing Timmy now makes her gulp.
Wanting nothing more then to squeeze at least one of his butt cheeks to see if they are firm or soft. Veronica crush for Timmy started at the Northwest ball when Timmy and her danced. Timmy ever the gentleman let Veronica lead and didn't complain once. Then came the incident with several other girls and Remy's sister. Veronica still remembers the words Timmy's mom used in her anger at what happened that night. And how the whole time Timmy looked at her mentally asking her to look away as he silently cried. In a snap Veronica is brought out of her thoughts as she and Trixie get to their last class. Remy following the two into the room and takes the empty seat to the left of Timmy. Chester and AJ taking their seats to Timmy's right. Remy "Timothy you also have the mystery teachers class? Well let's hope things turn out well maybe we can talk more now hmm?" Timmy "If you say so Remy. But why do you want to hang out with the popular kids? Most of them just want to use your connects or your presence to boost themselves." Remy chuckles "Timothy you still have brilliant eye for noticing and asking the right questions. Its what made you a valuable friend to those you put your trust into. But Timothy I would like for us to remain friends. I understand your fathers words at our last meeting left things uneasy."
Timmy "Just let it go Remy. I stopped listening to my dad and his disagreements. He can hope all he wants but my mom won't listen to his protests on how I should grow. He still doesn't get why I'm like this even though several doctors have tried to explain to him." Remy "Well even though you appearance to most might be head turning. I still know that you're stronger then to listen to others simple words. You often make others listen to your words in business appointments. I wonder when will you use those words to obtain what you want most Timothy? But when it does happen I know you won't leave anything you think out. But we should talk more old friend how about at a later date say some time at four?" Timmy "Sorry Remy I've got to buy something before I head home. Then I need to go home and hope to get to be alone without my dad bothering me." Remy nods "I understand another day then." Timmy shrugs but Remy simply thinks. Timmy is a tough guy to crack from the events of his last meeting with Remy. Timmy has received several doctor's appointments all different and harmful, which caused his appearance throughout his teenage growth. All because of his dad. All the examinations, forced hormone injections, and even his father trying to put a chip into his brain.
Timmy has used his skills to examine not only numbers but also people. Allowing him to tell when his doctors were bullshitting him off of a payoff from his dad. To which Timmy sue the doctors and when his mom got the information at the trail was beyond pissed. Timmy's mom doesn't even sleep in the same room as his dad. But for appearance she acts like they're still a family. When it's completely further from the truth. Timmy knows that Remy isn't out to use him but to get him to help Remy in growing financially and corporately. Timmy himself isn't a big fan of power-based companies. But he understands that some have good holds over fields of entertainment that he enjoys. And without the money and influence of the big companies fun companies can't thrive. Timmy looks to the door "Here we go." With that the door opens and everyone gasps. Walking into the room his gray skin and hunched back still his defining figures. Along with his ears being on his neck yes it's Mr. Crocker. His eyes scan the room locking on one student right away. Mr. Crocker walks over to his young rival "So we meet again eh Turner?"
Everyone watches as Timmy groans to slump backwards. Timmy "Mr. Crocker yes we meet again. How was your time in laughy Bob's rehabilitation center?" Mr. Crocker growls "Don't test me Turner you may have exposed my obsessions and private practice to the school board. But they agreed I'm still fit to teach in the school district. And a warning Turner if you thought I was harsh on your behavior before you'll think twice this time around. And that goes for the rest of you! Now open your science seas and mineral books to page thirteen we have thirty pages to cover in the next two hours!" Everyone groans while Timmy simply loses himself in studying and trying to take in all the information of the lesson. Forty minutes before class end Mr. Crocker gets everyone's attention "Before class ends you are to finish this small evaluation test then you're free to go. You only have to answer fifteen questions so don't whine. And no helping!" Chester sighs as he sits back into his seat before he can tap Timmy's for help. As Timmy cruised through the questions Remy took a few glances at the page numbers off Timmy's book. Remy knows its best to study for his goals but it doesn't hurt to know where to go to find what your after. As time goes by Trixie, Veronica, and a good amount of the other teens are clearly struggling with finding the questions answers.
While AJ, Timmy, Remy, and a handful are close to finishing. In time they do finish and hand in their work. Chester gives up as he sees Timmy and AJ leave the room. Filling in the questions with the closest of answers he can find. Handing in the sheet Chester bolts out the door. The whole time Crocker glares daggers at Timmy as he leaves with his friends. Crocker whispers under himself "Mark my words Turner you'll regret trying to stop my work. I said no helping!" Getting to his locker Timmy sighs as Francis and his goon patrol make their way down the halls. Looking for freshmen in this weeks hunt no less. With his head in his locker Timmy ignores the bullies as other teens move away. Timmy remains at his locker Francis smirks and nudges his friends. Francis "Hold on boys I got one last victim for today before we fuck with those freshmen." As Timmy turns Francis grabs his shirt and pulls him into the guys bathroom. Kicking open a stall Francis smirks as he hefts Timmy off his feet. Francis "Hey Trappy meet Swirly Stan." The bullies laugh as their leader dunks Timmy's head rapidly into the toilet water. Flushing the toilet a few times more Francis gut punches Timmy dropping his body against the stall's plastic wall. Timmy simply coughs and spits the nasty water from his mouth. The whole time Francis and his crew laugh at his dismay.
Timmy's View
Getting up I stumble out of the stall as Francis and his crew leaves. Getting to the sink I pour water into my hair. Washing my mouth as well feeling sick at the taste that's on my tongue. Using the paper towel roll I try and dry my face and hair. Still damp and smelling not as bad as I did a few seconds earlier. Thanks a little to the hand soap dispensers I try and get the taste of toilet from my mouth. Looking at myself in the mirror the stress clearly isn't doing me good. Spitting the mouthwash I pickup my bag a head for the door. Walking out of the bathroom I find Remy waiting with his popular crew. Remy snaps his finger "Brandon be a treat and teach those bullies that Timmy Turner is not not be harmed ever again." The large bodyguard cracks his knuckles about to leave. "Relax Remy don't waste your body guards time. Chester and AJ are giving the principle an anonymous video message by now. I told them after Francis's shit this morning to video his next attack on me. He won't be an issue anymore to anyone this will make his final strike. The ass is going to spend the next five to ten in a correctional facility." Remy responds with a chipper smile and laugh, "Well then if that's taken care of. Then allow me to drop you off at where you have to be."
"Fine how are your sister and brother doing? Last I saw of them one was getting scolded by your dad." Remy scoffs "Abbey is still spoiled beyond belief. She actually blames you for having her credit cards cut." I shake my head "Not my fault. She was the one over clocking the cards. So of course I told your mother whose card was causing it. I assume Ronald is still doing well at his stock firm." Remy "Yes he refuses to talk to father. But he does call mother and I to have brunch with him. Abbey went to him to barrow some money a few weeks ago. I don't know how well it turned out for her." As we walk I shake my head "Well knowing her she's going to milk every second of whatever he gives her." Following Remy outside I said goodbye to Chester and AJ as they took their bus home. Remy's bodyguard opens the door for us. Sliding on one of the four double back seat sets in Remy's limo. I look to Remy's personal driver "Fifty second and north street Wesley and do try not to drive too erratically." Wesley the sixty three year old drive nods "As you wish master Turner." Sitting on the other limo's other seats are a few of the other popular kids. As well as a two of the bodyguards the other ones are probably using a company care.
Veronica and Trixie are also with them. Along with them are two of the other girls and one of the rich guys. The remaining three go off with Tab and Chad to their limo. Popular guy "So you weren't kidding about Turner being rich Remy." Remy takes a sip of the imported soda his bodyguard hands him. Remy "I never kid when it comes to those who associate with me. And least of all I don't kid when it involves those I trust. Now Timothy why are you going up town for?" "I'm going to an old antic shop to buy something." I dip my head low as I try and not remember how bad things are. That I'd actually resort to a fable for help. But the item I'm going to buy is my last hope to gaining a little hope for my future. My talk with principal Waxelplax made me feel sick. Francis's last attack on me wasn't the worse thing that happened to me today. That was during my gym shower... I slapped someone. The steam of the shower hid the persons face but I know I hit whoever it was pretty hard. But remember the last time someone got that close to me. I almost want to scream and punch anything I can reach. Remy draws my attention again "Timothy I must ask how are your parents doing?" I narrow my eyes "Well you remember how my dad acted before well its gotten worse. My dad still too wrapped up in his damn ignorance and deals to listen to anyone. My mom's trying but even she has her limits to being around me. But I'm happy she at least listens to me."
Remy takes another sip of his soda "Often mothers are the better listeners. But some aren't they can be just as bad maybe worse. Now then Timothy I believe this is your stop. I hope we do get a chance to talk in finer detail. But for now farewell old bean." I gave Remy as mild smile and wave as his limo drives off. Walking another two blocks up I find the small antic shop. Getting inside I look to the main floors right side finding a small woman with tan skin is dusting a row of books. I approach her slowly "Hello I called a few days ago about an item on your website?" The woman turns her eyes looking quite large behind her glasses as she looks at me. Her wrinkled skin adding more lines, as she chews over what I just said. Woman "Ah yes your the one who called about the Roman love letterbox yes?" I nod and she asks me to follow her. As her feet scuttle across the wood floor I can tell her antics are real. They have the right aging in the corners and some look to be collecting a third layer of dust. Following her to a small counter the woman looks through some draws behind it. With a small stepladder she opens one drawn. But she closes it and moves to another. After doing this a few times she turns to me with a small brown paper wrapped square.
Woman "Here it is one Roman love letterbox. It was created during the time before Caesar ruled all of Roman. The love box is one of a number of love and sex based items lost to time. But I found one and the story goes that if you really wish upon it. And tell the box what pains you. It will draw your true love to you and help ease your suffering. I can tell your hoping this old tale is true." I nod "There are some truths in legends right? I'm just hoping for a little luck to go my way." Woman "Then I hope the best for you. And will you be paying cash or credit?" "Credit... Ok thank you." The woman smiles back to me and I leave the store to get home. After an hour bus ride I swore the guy across from me can't stop himself from staring at me. Getting off four blocks from my house I start to walk. As I walk today's events just keep playing over and over in my head. I really wish for some luck to go my way. Seeing Remy today was nice but it just reminded me of his sister. And how much of a bitch she is. She and her blonde army of mean girls are just a pain in the ass to remember. Last time we meet was also the time my mom put her foot down someone's throat.
She cursed out all the girl's mothers while scolding the girls about having the stones to say what they said. Everyone was in shock pure shock both at my mom's words. And what their daughters said to me. A few of the parents knew that you being on a list made by my mom isn't good for business. My mom has senators and public opinion in her back pocket. She's been named miss Dimmsdale five times for a reason. Not just because she's hot with a drop-dead ass. No she wins cause she nice and uses her smarts to better understand people. Those girls parents knew that they were fucked once my mom stormed out of the party swearing that they would never get aid from me again. Several of the mothers tried to give us paid apologies. But my mom only took one apology it was from the oldest child of the Northwest family. Most people don't poke their business into the Northwest family but I did. The Northwest's have huge holdings in bonds and gold in several states across the country. Some would say their money could fill a fourth of Fort Knox. I still however found out the big secret surrounding the three sisters of the family. And why they look so different from one another. More importantly why their mother cares so little for talking about them.
It pisses me of that some parents would bring children into the world. Just so they can be shown around like we're pets! I'm not a pet that can be ignored until you get one that'll fetch when you tell it. I'm like every other animal in this world. You earn my respect and my love... I'll make sure everyone remembers me for me. NOT BECAUSE OF MY STUPID NICKNAME! Getting home I find a note sitting in the key basket by the door. Mom 'Timmy I'll be home late tonight. You fathers latest rampage has causes over fifteen houses to go onto the market at low prices. I'll be home when I can, Love mom.' Seeing the little heart at the end shows that I still have one parent showing me honest love. So little people I can trust without their eyes seeing me as a money machine. Remy sees me as a friend who can help forward his life and career. Tootie, Chester, and AJ are ok but something's even I can never tell them. I am rich on my own I have a selection of bonds worth a few million. But even that's not enough to insure I'll be away from him. Heading into the kitchen I sigh seeing dad drag a mop out of his secret lair door.
Dad "Boy didn't I tell you to wear something that was appropriate." "I am dad they don't make pants that can fit my hips. And body shirts are more cool in the warm weather." Dad "Then go to a tailor and make them adjust a normal pair of jeans for you. You're a Turner and soon you'll have to follow a path of evil too. The Turner legacy is for evildoers and great masterminds of villainy. Except my father... he went the route of a hard working push over! In this world power and fear rules and soon you'll have to learn that!" Crossing my arms "I don't want to be a villain dad! I just want a normal life with real people who can hear what I say." Dad wasn't even looking at me he was looking at a folder of papers. Dad "What was that I was calculating my next jobs payment? Anyway if you don't learn to be evil you have no place in this house or in this family!" "I don't listen to you I listen to mom. At least she cares about who I want to be?" Dad "Your mother is what's holding you back. Filling you head with all these weak thoughts. Its an embarrassment I'm glad your great grandfather, and his father, and his father, and his father aren't hear to see you now."
"I'm glad to know I'm not living up to your expectations!" I storm off not caring as he tells me that he's not done. Slamming my door shut I lock in and add the force field sound proofing that shielding AJ's dad gave me. AJ told his dad once about my dad not staying out of my room and being a scientist gave it to me as a gift. AJ lives with his dad or mom both have custody of him. But they hardly talk to each other. At least they did workout where they stand with each other unlike my parents. AJ mom has given me some odd looks it kind of reminds me how so women on the streets look at me. "Creeping in a alluring way but still creepy." Sitting on my bed I huff blowing my hair a little from my face. Going through my bag I take out the box and remove the paper wrapping. Looking over the fine wood finish of the box. Its soft bronze engravements to its edges, body, and base all look beautiful. Lifting it open I see the charred insides. The smeared faint ash residue of other letters inside still can be seen. "If this works it means some force out there actually wants me to be happy... even if its just a little bit..."
I take a sheet of printing paper I quickly write the letter. The rules to using a Roman love letterbox is that your letter must be no bigger then four sentences. And you must truly show why you deserve to find your true love in such a desperate time. Placing the letter into the box I light it on fire with a match. "Please, please work..." Opening my phone I look at my profile of Facelook. It's an online profile where you can post anything. My username is ShadMix3 and my friend's list is anonymous. Making sure bullies and certain others don't know its me. As I sit and wait I refresh my comments in hopes someone left me a private chat box. Slowly the two-hour time limit of the wish ends as the smoke leaves through my window. Closing my phone I start to chuckle, which slowly turns to the sting of me crying. "I'm going to be alone... Sure my friends are there for me... BUT they don't know! They don't know what its like! I've been sexually assaulted five times in the last two years for fucks sakes. Today at the gym shower making the sixth! Mean girls always thinking I like the way I look! I didn't get a choice in how I look!
"I was born to have my genetics tell me how I'm suppose to grow. Then my dad goes and hates me because it's his stupid drugs cause latent genes from mom to wake up in me. She understood why could he! He's got his head so far up his ass he can't see that I can't help growing like this anymore. Hormones were only making it worse until mom stopped his stupid plan. But then it was too late said the doctors. I've got hips and an ass that make girls my age jealousy! EVERYTHING HE DOES RUINS MY LIFE! The one time... the one wish I ask for is someone... anyone to love me... Tootie only loves me because she's obsessed with me. That's not love that's stalking until I can't say no... I just want to feel the same love that mom gives me from someone else... Mom won't leave dad until she knows I've found happiness. But she can't be my only happiness... why won't someone see how much I hurt inside..." As I cry into my pillow I lose track of time. I just allow my tears to wash down my face as I curl in on myself.
With the shadows of my window now stretching across the floor its close to being night. I wipe my face one last time and stand up. Place the small box off to the side of my desk I power up my computer. Pulling off my crop top I go onto rule34. "Chester always says if there's a show or movie someone's drawing a porn about it on here. Might as well finally jerkoff for the first time in my life and go to sleep. From how Chester acted it seems like a good way to forget at least some of my pain..." Finding some nice anime hentai I start opening several single tabs for each image. Unzipping my pants I pull my limp cock out. "Damn I've got to adjust my sack." Pushing my skinny jeans down a little more I also push down my briefs. Feeling my sack free and my cock softly touched by the cool air. I tap back and forth between the images I opened. Gripping my cock softly I really don't know how to go about this. I learned sex ED from a doctor yes but she never told me how to masturbate.
Slowly rubbing my cock with just my fingers I slide them up and down. As I do my fingertips brush against my foreskin causing me to fell an odd sensation jolt through me. Using my thumb I lightly mess with my foreskin some more. "This isn't so bad." Slowly I wrap my fingers around my cock but my cock jerks back. Even so far into my 'fun' my cock is still telling what's good and what's not. As I continue to use my fingers I sight as I gently start to build up holding my cock in my hand. Using my free hand I click on a new picture tab. Feeling my cock become a little harder I look down at it. I'm actually bigger then when I'm limp. A voice cuts in from nowhere "Wow so you're a grower huh just like me!" I stumble out of my chair thinking that I just got caught showing myself off on my webcam. With my vision going from my computer then to all over the room. I don't see anyone not even a window open on my computer screen. But a rumbling from my desk drawings my attention. Slowly crawling back to my desk I see the letterbox moving and making an odd noise.
Opening the top I peck inside to see four eyes looking back at me. I yell dropping the box onto the floor. However it starts to rattle and hop with purple smoke coming from it. It pops like a party balloon the smoke covers most of my vision. Voice one "Cosmo you used too much entrance smoke. Do you want to suffocate him?" Voice two chuckles "Sorry lamb chop got a little too excited." Looking up I see two figures both cutesy anime looking chibis. On their backs are what look like butterfly wings, over their heads are five point crowns. And lastly in their hands is something straight out of a fairy tale. They're holding wands at the ends of the wands are quartz opal stones. Both of which are shaped liked six edged stars. I can tell the one with pink hair is a woman by her appearance you can see her breasts. The other with green hair is a guy from the slight bulge in his tight pants.
Lady "Oh sorry lets try this again. Ready Cosmo?" The green haired guy nods to look at me "I'm Cosmo." Lady "And I'm Wanda." Together "And we're your Futuere Godparents!" Behind them appears a banner with spotlights pointed at them both of them as they smiling widely at me. I rub my head as I tilt it to one side "I must have hit my head cause this can't be real?" The one called Wanda comes to me "Oh we are really Timmy. We've been assigned to you because of how sad you've been. And by using the Roman love letterbox you've proven that you're mature for our 'special' kind of help." "What? Help! I was asking for love like what my mom gives me. How can you help me? You're probably a dreaming I'm having of some wondrous reality caused by the boxes smoke?" Cosmo "Oh we're real alright just as real as that piece of work hanging between your legs. Look Timmy lets sit down and explain everything fully." Wanda waves her wand and a flutter of sparkles carries me onto my bed. Being set down they float over and hover just a few inches from me. Both of them still smiling softly at me.
Cosmo "Ok sport here's the truth we Futuere Godparents only come to grown youths like yourself or young adults. Because of these special love based items in the world. When translated some of these items call us. In Roman Futuere mean's intercourse." Wanda "Right and after hearing your case. And giving it back to our bosses in the Mana Hall's of Fairly world they've agreed for us to be yours." I use a finger to scratch my cheek "So your going to help me ok. But what are you some kind of other world beings? And did you say Fairy world?" Wanda "Yes we're the more mature and adult versions of fairies. We Futuere fairies are much different from our normal fairy cousins. We go around helping humans embrace their sexuality in any and every small way possible. We get a lot of work on valentines day too." "Wait I thought that was Cupid's job?" Cosmo blows a raspberry "It is but young love is what he handles best. We Futuere fairies cover the grown up stuff. No normal soft kissing kind of lady came up with eatable panties now did she. Think of us as the M or R rating for video games. While Cupid he's PG and younger." "Ok you know about my problem right but how will you help me?" Wanda "We're going to help you embrace yourself Timmy. Show you to be confident and assertive with whom you are.
"Sure you're like this because of your fathers dad choices and your mother dormant genes. But that doesn't mean you have to suffer because of it right? So right off I believe someone was having a private moment before we came into the room right?" I blush just remember yet again that I've been exposing myself to these two magical beings the whole time. Cosmo "Oh don't worry about that Timmy we're ok with it. We were created to be completely comfortable with being naked. We only appear with clothes as to not to scare you. But here let me help you with a guy to guy lesson." Wanda "Ok you two have your guy moment. Call if you need me I'll be grabbing our stuff ok Cosmo." Cosmo kisses Wanda's cheek as she poofs away with a giggle. Cosmo "Bye Wanda. Now lets get back to getting you off."
I blush as Cosmo gets close patting my shoulder. Cosmo "Now relax sport I know you've had a hard path with some guys. But trust me I know what its like. Here let me show you how I normal go around looking." In another puff of smoke Cosmo reappears this time standing and not looking like a chibi. I'm about five nine Cosmo now reaches up to my chest. But his features are almost like me. Except you can still tell he's a guy his lips aren't like mine nor are his hips. But from the way he's standing his ass does stick out a little like mine did three years ago. And in the shorts he's in his legs are on full display. Both smooth and polished as most women and my legs are. Cosmo "I know it can be odd looking like we do Timmy. But there as plenty of benefits looking like this with the more mature crowd that is."
"What do you mean mature? Most people just stare and make fun of me. Or calling me names cause of how girly I look." Cosmo blows a raspberry "How do you think I meet Wanda Timmy? I'm not the brightest of guys but I know one thing about women. It's that they prefer the sensitive guys over the brutes when they get older. Heck some women notice sooner when puberty hits them in high school. So lets help you with what your were doing before." I try to cover myself up but Cosmo smiles to pat my hands. Cosmo smiles "Timmy its ok there's nothing wrong. Wanda and I are here to help you bud then bloom into the mature and active young man you are. Here I'll take off my pants too." With a way of his wand Cosmo's pants disappear living him exposed. Sitting next to me Cosmo smiles as he shows little care about being exposed. Cosmo "Ok lets bring in a TV and let's switch it to?" Cosmo gives his hand a motion signaling that I was to continue off of him. "How about... um I don't really like western um porn... so maybe anime hentai." Cosmo "One nice compilation of hentai anime coming up."
With glee Cosmo waves his wand zapping the TV. The screen then starts to play various different hentai's and very exotic scenes. I gulp never thinking of those kinds of positions to be intimate with a woman in. Cosmo "Ok Timmy now the best way to jerkoff is to be relaxed. Don't hunch yourself forward ease back like this." Looking at Cosmo he smiles as his shoulders are at ease and he's leaning back a little. Doing just that I find my pants are kind of squeezing my legs making them numb. Pushing down my pants all the way off I sit with my legs pointed forward. Cosmo "Now gently take hold of your cock and ease into a rhythm that you like. Just focus on the screen and let the sounds ease you into it." Taking a breath I watch as Cosmo starts to jerkoff. His limp cock bouncing wildly at first to soon get hard. Watching the TV I hold my cock and do the same. The sounds of the girls doing anything as they please with a guy. Or some kind of tentacle creature starts to get to me.
I feel a great jolt when my thumb glides over my foreskin again. I'm about to stop I'm really scared actually of doing this so close to someone. My cock almost feels like it'll hurt worse then feel good if I keep going. Cosmo touches my arm "Timmy don't stop now or you'll orgasm denial yourself. And trust me that's not good when you're a first timer." "I'm so scared I don't know if I can do this." Cosmo takes my hand and continues to help guide me to stroke myself. Cosmo smiles "Everyone gets scared of having their first orgasm Timmy. But its natural and your body's just telling you that all your stress is being focused to one place. Now here I'll help you more." Cosmo reaches down and cups my sack in his other hand while he continues to help guide me. Cosmo "Now just close your eyes and focus on the sounds nothing else just sounds ok." I nod and close my eyes. All I hear is breathing and my own skin moving as I jerkoff.
I gasp feeling Cosmo's fingers lightly glide over my sack and balls. It's odd but it does feel good that he's doing this for me. Cosmo is right I do feel a little tension going through my cock. But it still scares me. Cosmo "Here Timmy lets swap." I look at him as he takes my other hand and places it on his cock. While he takes hold of my cock from the hand I'm using. Cosmo closes his eyes and starts to jerk me off. It really feels amazing some much so that I squeeze my legs together. Feeling his hand on my cock its already making me feel this good. The tension building in me actually doesn't worry me now. I close my eyes as I gasp and try to return the favor to him. Stroking Cosmo's cock I notice that compared to mine he's smaller. I don't want to be rude but I wonder is this normal for a magic being of sex. I don't know how long we jerk each other off but the tension in me starts to get there. Cosmo takes his cock back and we both return to jerking ourselves off. Doing as Cosmo showing me I hold my sack and feel the tension pop like a firecracker. Gripping my teeth I feel the tension rise all the way to the tips of my toes. As I hold my cock Cosmo quick tells me to hold my foreskin close. Sliding my hand up I pinch my foreskin closed with sides of my thumb and pointer.
Feeling jerky jolts one after the other I sigh in relief as if finally stops. Cosmo pats my arm "Well done Timmy you had your first orgasm yeah!" I give him as soft smile in return feeling a little sweat run down my cheek. Cosmo "Ok now for a clean up tip. Don't use tissues that you'd throw away in your trash can." Cosmo hops off my bed and I follow him into my bathroom. Cosmo holding his foreskin closed smiles to me "Another tip from me Timmy clean yourself and flush with toilet paper." Stopping with Cosmo I wipe myself off with toilet paper. Pulling back my foreskin I find a mess of white almost yogurt like sperm spilling from my cock head. Cosmo helps me wipe the mess. A few globs land in the toilet thankfully and they make a descent splash in the water. Once clean Cosmo smiles and gives me a hug. Cosmo "Timmy I know your scare but this body is yours. You can do and be anything you want with it ok." Seeing Cosmo's warm eyes looking at me I hug him back. Exhaling I do feel a little better "That's the first time anyone's ever has been so truthful to me." Cosmo smiles "Things are going to be ok Timmy you'll seen. Oh Wanda's back!" Following Cosmo I blush seeing Wanda floating by the bed looking at the still playing hentai. Wanda "Well I take it you had fun Timmy?" I nod sheepishly and Wanda giggles. Wanda "Oh don't worry sweetie its ok. Besides when we help we really help. Now then Timmy come here I'm going to show you the female form."
With a wave of her wand Wanda poofs into her human for with her clothes nowhere to be seen. Leaving her naked in front of Cosmo and me. The only thing she is wearing are pink high heels that make her stand over me close to six feet. Wanda's body is almost like my mom's just that Wanda's breasts a clearly double C cup's. Her hips are a nice width, her ass is clearly a hot tamale type of ass, and like her legs and her arms are smooth just like my moms. Wanda "Come on Timmy lets me show you how to please a woman." I gulp growing worried that I'll mess this up. I mean Cosmo may not be big but who knows how many men have been with Wanda over her magical life. Wanda softly smiles petting my cheek with the back of her hand. Wanda "Timmy I'm sure that you're nervous but it'll be alright. Cosmo and I were scared too when we had our first time together. But since then we've grown and it's been a very fun eternity." Wanda pulls me onto the bed and she lies back with her legs open and her trimmed public hair in the shape of a smiley face. Wanda "Ok Timmy I'd say this is a pussy but it goes by other names too. So for now we're going to have fun with my love canal. And don't worry the whole time Cosmo and I will help you along ok." I nod as Wanda instructs me on what to do. But still like with Cosmo helping me earlier I'm still nervous of doing this wrong.
Cosmo's View
I smile its been a while since Wanda and I've had a new partner. Most of all we haven't been assigned to a human for a few decades. I thought most of the letterboxes were gone or in collections. Last year Wanda actually saw a few guys that were pretty lonely during the three months of free sex. All we wished is for people like them to find a letterbox to have one of us Futuere's to help them. But I'm glad at least someone with a good heart got one wish from our letterbox. Wanda's showing Timmy how to best use his large over bite. People with larger teeth often have to maneuver their tongues more when eating things. And seeing Timmy eat out Wanda she moans like crazy as Timmy's teeth go into her as he eats her. Wanda rubs his hair as he gets a few of her sensitive places with his buckteeth. Wanda exhales with a huff "Ok Timmy that's enough... Damn I see why the tooth fairy likes finding humans with teeth like yours." Timmy stares at us "Wait the tooth fairy is real? Who else is real?" "Oh question's later Timmy. Right now Wanda's in the mood and she doesn't like stopping for long."
Wanda "That's right now both of you on your hands and knees." Helping Timmy get into position I bend over next to him. Getting as close as possible next to Timmy our asses are almost touching. Wanda gets behind us and right away goes to massage our balls. Timmy gasps and shakes not ready to have his balls played with. But it's a good feeling for a first timer too. Feeling Wanda's fingers lightly squeeze us to then feel lone fingers trace along our sacks. I moan as Timmy shudders next to me. Wanda giggles as Timmy gasps feeling Wanda lightly lick and suck one ball from each of us. Feeling Timmy shake next to me I reach over and stroke his cheek as Wanda surprises us both by tugging our balls all of a sudden. Timmy nearly drops forward why I laugh at how good it feels. As Wanda continues her hands slide up our balls until she light takes our hold of our shafts. In a loud moan Timmy hips lurches forward causing Wanda pulls her hand away. Wanda "Sorry to stop here sport. But I know as a first timer if you come again you're going to go to sleep. So here lets finish things off on a happy note."
Timmy turns as do I to see Wanda on her back again signally Timmy to her again. Timmy crawls to Wanda but instead she pulls him up her body. With them both face-to-face I crawl next to them. Timmy clearly still not sure and worried isn't new at this point. Getting Timmy's attention I plant a wet one onto his lips. Timmy clearly startled at first tries to pull his lips away but I wrap my arms around his back. Keeping us together I glide my tongue across his lips and his buckteeth. Slowly soft moans escape from his throat causing his eyes to close as he eases into my hug. Once his lips give I go into kissing him with as much love and happiness as Wanda and I plan for him. I slowly rub his back as he gives soft gasps in our kiss. Timmy's lips are just as soft as they look and it feels nice to kiss another guy like myself. But Timmy's latest gasp causes us to part. Still holding each other Timmy pants and shakes in pleasure. Looking down Wanda has Timmy's head inside of her pussy. Taking his hands Wanda places them onto her breasts and eases him to hover on top of her.
To both Wanda's shock and mine Timmy gives her a hard thrust. Wanda woops in pleasure as Timmy throws a few more thrusts into her. It's almost like he knows what to do pretty well to from how Wanda is moaning. Wanda rubs Timmy's back to take hold of his butt. Timmy eeps and really starts to thrust hard to Wanda's pleasure. Wanda bites her lips while Timmy thrusts faster every time Wanda grasps his ass. Her breasts brush against his face which Timmy's head is nestled between them. Timmy and Wanda's pants are so nice that I can't just sit and stroke myself anymore. Crawling over I poke my cock against Wanda's cheek with a smirk. She smirks back giving me head without a second thought. Hearing the slurps of Wanda's lips on my cock. Along with Timmy's and Wanda hips hitting each other. The room is a mix of moans, slurps, and skin slapping fun. After a while I pull away from Wanda's nice lips letting her lick her lips and get back to holding Timmy. Lightly I run my cock across Timmy's lips and to my shock again he gives my cock a light lick. Pulling myself away I give him another prolonged smooth before Wanda takes him back into her boobs.
Crawling behind them I get an idea for us all to get off. Startling Timmy from his thrusts he squeaks as I lift up his hips to aim myself. Slowly crawling in I find the hole and hear Wanda moans grow louder as I start to fuck her ass. Holding onto Timmy's waist from behind it's almost like I'm fucking him. And to anyone watching it'd look that way too. Kind of hot thinking that someone's watching us have fun. Got to remember to ask Timmy to try that later. Also can't doubt that Timmy and me will have fun in bed without Wanda too. But for now I hold Timmy's waist as Wanda still cups and squeezes around his ass. I can feel my waist lightly bounce off of Timmy's ass as my cock gets into Wanda's ass. Along with his ass bouncing I can feel Timmy's sack rub some of my length each time I thrust and retreat. Timmy face says it all his almost in orgasm build overload. Thrusting hard my waist hits Timmy's ass who bucks in his thrusts back into Wanda. Soon in one long scream Timmy cums and so does Wanda. Thrusting to keep pace even though from Timmy's shudders all I doing it extending his orgasm. I finally cum sighing as I feel my seed burst into Wanda's ass. Feeling spent in an oh so good way. Though normally Wanda and I would go much longer. But Wanda signs to me its time to stop. Timmy's asleep his head resting right on Wanda's boobs. In a poof we tuck Timmy into his bed and we get to work making our new home in his room.
Wanda "I was thinking gothic model castle how about you?" "How about movie poster we haven't tried that as a hiding place yet?" Wanda "Good idea honey bunches. Action, horror, or something else?" "I say anime for how much Timmy likes it yeah!" Wanda hushes me and I give a small yeah instead seeing Timmy turn in his sleep. With a wave of our wands Wanda and I create an anime poster of a made up show. In the poster you see a shadow figure posing in front of a Japanese temple with a sword strapped to their back. Wanda and I are inside the temple now making it into our living space. Putting down the bare essentials for now mainly just the boxes filled with our stuff. Wanda and I hit the hay. Wanda smiles as she traces a finger along her pussy and ass catching a little of Timmy and my cum. Licking her finger Wanda hums. Wanda "So how do you like our new Godchild after almost a few hundred years honey?" Turning to my side I smile back at Wanda. "I like him Wanda. He's got a bright future but he just needs us to help him see what he can really be." Wanda nods "I agree so tomorrow we going to help Timmy open himself up. And when we're done he's going to have the brightest smile in this whole time." I smile as Wanda and I spoon our combined breathing rocks us to sleep. 'Oh Timmy we're going to have fun times being your Godparents.'
Smiles; A yeah that was sexy and fun as hell. Anyway like, share, and comment you know the good stuff. And hope you hear from you all too. So yeah I"LL HUG YOU ALL LATER!
