Camp Sherwood

This is being loosely based on the comic of the same name. Timmy fantasize about Trixie Tang going to camp and Cosmo makes it happen by turning him into a girl. The camp is a mass CN/Nick/Disney crossover.

Bold indicates the start of a scene shift; for example this Chapter will have 3 shifts. Timmantha, Sam, Timmantha.

Welcome to Camp

Summer Vacation has just started and Timmy Turner wasn't the least bit happy about it. His parents were going to take a luxury cruise his mom won, and he was going to stay at home with Vicky. Stepping into his room Timmy noticed his fish bowl empty.

Jumping on the bed, Timmy began processing the information he got from being an unnoticeable weirdo with large front teeth. Trixie Tang, his long time crush was on the phone with her parents saying she would rather go to camp.

Images of Trixie Tang in various forms of undress doing Summer Camp stuff floated into his head. His mind filled with ludicrous thoughts his other head began to respond. With a sigh Timmy pushed those thoughts out of his mind.

"Trixie Tang is going to Summer Camp? Man, I wish I could go." Timmy said pulling a pillow over his head.

Had Timmy not just done that, he would've heard a poof as one of his fairies appeared. Too preoccupied with his thoughts Timmy didn't notice his clothes changing. His pants shrunk down to Daisy Dukes, and his shirt becoming a more feminine string top. He did however notice that his hat has gone missing and jumped up.

His hat was completely missing but on the table was a wide brimmed cowboy hat in a lighter pink than his normal hat. Getting up Timmy had the mirror in front of him. He gave a very girlish shriek, even more girlish than usual.

"What the heck!" Timmy said as he pulled at the shirt and noticed the swelling under his nipples. "Why is my chest swollen, Francis wasn't even close to me today, and he hasn't given me a Purple Nurple since last year!"

Timmy touched the swollen lumps and sighed in pleasure. They were sensitive almost like touching Little Timmy. Speaking of the small wonder Timmy couldn't feel it in his underwear anymore. Taking a deep breath, he pulled down the short shorts and began to freak out.

"No, no, no, no, this can't be happening again!" Timmy pulled up his pants and put on the cowboy hat, only vaguely seeing a signature and note inside. And then he saw him.

"Cosmo what gives, remember last time I said I never want to be Timmantha again?"

"Sorry Timmy, but you said you wish you could go to camp with Trixie and Trixie is going to a girl's camp – Hey look a penny!"

This was hopeless, by the time Cosmo came back to reality he would forget what happened. Timmy sighed and went to get himself a glass of water. Exiting the kitchen Timmy felt a light brush on his shoulders. He reigned in the scream, his hair ad grown.

"Timmy," Mr. Turner called from the living room. "Since Vicky can't make it this summer you'll be going to camp." And then he was dragged away, no time to pack nothing.

Timmy blinked as he was dropped off with a ticket, brochure and submission form. Turning around Timmy walked towards the offices. There was a nice lady at the desk motioning her over.

"Form?" she smiled Timmy handed the form over. "Honestly," the woman muttered while reading it over. "Can I have your name, Sweetie? Your parents didn't fill in the entire form."

"Timmantha Turner, age 10." The woman filled in the blanks.

"No luggage?" Timmantha shook her head. "Scatter brained idiot," the lady muttered again. "I'll sign you up for camp apparel is that okay?"

"Yes ma'am, thank you." Timmantha gave a toothy smile. A pink telephone booth appeared out of thin air and Timmantha smiled a real smile.

"The bus will be here in a couple of minutes, do you have some money with you?" Timmantha shook her head.

"But I have a friend that can send me some stuff." Timmantha said. "I can call her." The woman smiled and handed Timmantha some change for the phone booth.

"Wanda, I'm glad to see you?" Timmantha said picking up the receiver and depositing the coins. "You gotta get me out of here."

"Can't do that sport, and we can't get you in the boy's side either." Wanda said.

"I figured," Timmantha sighed. Could you get me some clothes by the time I reach camp at least?"

"Sure, there will be a small bag with your name on it from Tennessee, that is where the cover story places you, and it explains the hat."

"Thank you, Wanda."

"All set?" the woman asked as Timmantha exited the booth.

"She saw me driving off and already sent a bag with the Tennessee bus."

"You came from all the way out there?" Timmantha nodded. "Don't take this wrong Sweetie, but your father is an idiot."

"I won't argue ma'am." Timmantha said.

After many hours on the bus they arrived at the camp grounds. Timmantha made her way to the bus that came from Tennessee. She saw the small bag with her name on it. She opened the bag and found some clean underwear, a few shorts, the dress she wore when she was Timmantha the first time and a few t-shirts. She silently thanked Wanda, since the fairy won't hear her now.

Timmantha made her way to the amphitheater where the other girls were gathered. She smiled at some of the other girls and stood straight waiting for the guy on stage to address them.

"Hello ladies and welcome to Camp Sherwood, I'm the camp director you can just call me Mr. D." Mr. D said smiling at them. "Before the fun and games can begin there are just a few rules we need to get straight.

"First rule no bullying, second, if you have a problem consult your counselors or myself, no vigilante justice." Mr. D scanned the group closely. "Break rules 1 or 2 and I can't understate the amount of trouble you'll find in. Third rule, the boy's camp across the lake is strictly prohibited, except for joint events. If I catch you I will be calling your parents, Capiche?

"The councilors will come around and sort you into your cabins, have fun ladies." There was a tap on Timmantha's shoulder.

"Can I have your name please," a dark haired girl asked her.

"Timmantha?" Timmantha answered suddenly feeling shy. The girl looked oddly at her.

"Cabin 13," She marked something on her clipboard. "I'll be the Cabin Councilor. We'll break the ice later."

Timmantha was the second girl in the cabin. She set her bag down and chose to bunk in one of the lower beds. No need to fight for top bunk, and she didn't need the one bed in the corner as that would draw attention to her.

Soon the other girls filed in and much to Timmantha's dismay, the crazy Veronica came in instead of Trixie. Timmantha just sat there vaguely noticing the other girls going about their business. The Counselor showed up just as Tootie and her friend crashed.

Sam stood in front of the Cabin and read over the notes on her clipboard. There was a note on this Timmantha Turner's application form that puzzled Sam. It noted that she was probably neglected a lot. Sam however thought that Timmantha might be a boy posing as a girl, her behavior suggested as much. She took a breath and opened the Cabin.

"Okay girls, settle down." Sam said having heard the crash. "Now when I point to you, I want you to introduce yourselves?" she pointed to Timmantha.

"Err, Timmantha?" there was that uncertainty again. Sam pointed to the girl above Timmantha.

"Helga G. Pataki." She seemed antisocial. The Blonde girl with way too much school spirit was next.

"I'm like Veronica," Veronica had a Paullina vibe going and go, "And I'm, like totally, not supposed to be in here with you losers." Ah there it is, her file said she's on meds, go happy pills.

"I'm Goo, well GooGooGaaGaa –" And there she was of talking a mile a minute, no sugar for her.

"I'm Tootie!" What a sweet girl, better keep an eye on her.

"And I'm Sam. I'll be your Counselor for the next three weeks." Sam smiled. "We'll be playing a game of spin-the-bottle, when the bottle lands on you tell us a bit about yourself."

SOME TIME LATER

Sam got up and told the girls to get ready for bed, so far she couldn't expose Timmantha, but this surely would. As the other girls started undressing Timmantha just sat there with her face getting redder by the second. Mentally slapping herself Sam took off her top and bra and confronted Timmantha.

"Timmantha, are you okay?" Timmantha gave a cute eek, but Sam needed to focus. "You didn't forget your Pajamas did you?" Best to gain his/her trust not just blur out what you read in her file.

"I don't have any?" Timmantha still sounded like she was asking questions.

"I got a T-shirt you can borrow." Timmantha just stared at her boobs not forming words. "It's a bit big, hope you don't mind black." Sam smiled, "Now let's get you undressed."

"EEP!" Was that a confession?

"Oh wait, is this the first time you undressed with other girls?" Sam bent down. "You got nothing to worry about." She removed Timmantha's hat.

"I know it's kinda awkward at first, but you'll get used to it." Sam removed Timmantha's shirt seeing the forming breasts. If she's a boy she must already be reaching puberty, Danny also had these when he was 12.

"I remember the first time I had to change for gym class. I was so scared I ended up waiting for everyone to leave." Sam noticed the flatness in the panties. She's either a really uncomfortable girl or just has a small dick.

"Then I began to realize that it wasn't all that scary, after all," Sam pulled the panties off. She's a girl, "it's not like you have anything we haven't seen before."

"You haven't seen mine." Timmantha said then clapped her hands over her mouth, so cute.

"Touché," Sam smiled, "Let's get you into a clean pair of panties, yeah?"

After getting Timmantha into panties Sam turned around and fished out a t-shirt. It was her first real death-inspired t-shirt and she carried it everywhere. She pulled the shirt over Timmantha's head and had to admit it.

"They're perfect, you look totally cute."

"Cute? Really?"

"Absolutely, what do you think Helga?"

"Fucking adorable, can we get some shut-eye?"

LATER

Timmantha woke later hearing her name, well Timmy's name being moaned. The moaning came with wet 'shlik' sounds once Timmantha regained more consciousness. Looking around the room she noticed the silhouette of Tootie with her bum up high and her fingers inside her lower lips.

Timmantha began feeling odd, kinda itchy, but tingly at the same time. Curious she lowered her hand and touched herself down there. It was like electricity flowing through her. Timmantha didn't know what to do, so she did what she shouldn't have. She pulled her panties aside and rubbed her sensitive sex. The electricity increased as she became wetter and wetter. Timmantha didn't know how long it lasted, but when Tootie reached orgasm so did she, biting into the pillow.

That was intense. Timmantha glanced over at Tootie. She's asleep, but she seems cold. Timmantha sighed and got up. She walked the short distance and pulled the covers over Tootie.

"If you keep this up, you'll freeze to death." Timmantha whispered before going to her own bed, unaware of the other eyes on her.

Sam lay her head down, she was afraid that Timmantha might've done something to Tootie, having caught her masturbating, but Timmantha merely covered the other girl. And if Sam was honest she kinda got turned on because of that.

Thank you for reading, as you all can see I am back with this story, more mature than I was before, and hopefully I will be able to complete it this time.

Kitty Pryde