I do not own any of the characters from Fairly OddParents or Jimmy Neutron!
A/N: Lemons are back on the menu again as Betty, Libby and Lia get acquainted, and Vicky and Tootie get re-acquainted! Rated M, as usual, for adult stuff.
Fix Me. . .Please! Chapt. 10: Bonding
Betty's eyes remained closed as the monitor screen flashed brightly off and on. Line after line of programmings scrolled down its face as Libby and Lia watched. The brunette was mesmerized, while the dark-skinned girl remained puzzled.
"What's she doing?" Libby asked.
"Amazing! I can't answer you right now. If I could take a wild guess, I would say she's either re-writing her old programs, or clearing out unnecessary files. She needs more memory space, and is deleting tons of useless data!"
"How long do you think she'll take?"
"Why don't you ask her? I think she can respond. Sooner or later she'll have to stop before she runs out of memory and starts automatically deleting programs she wrote herself." Libby put a hand on the robot's shoulder, and whispered into her ear.
"Betty? Can you slow down a bit so we can make sure you're alright? We don't want you melting your circuits." The android's eyes slowly opened, and activity on the monitor ceased. Her eyes still had the look of empty sockets, but the green flashing dots soon appeared, the whites began to fill in the emptiness. The backlight followed, and her irises showed themselves once more. Betty plucked the cables from behind her ear, then turned to face Libby, who beamed gleefully.
"Welcome back!" The robot returned her smile with one of her own, then promptly launched herself at Libby, knocking her backwards onto the bed.
"Eeeek!" the black teenager squealed, as Betty threw her arms over her shoulders, and kissed her excitedly. She threw her arms into the air in a gesture of triumph.
"Yay! I made it back!" the robot cheerfully announced, as she kissed Libby repeatedly around her face.
Lia giggled, a mixture of relief and amusement at the affectionate nature the android displayed. Then Betty turned her attention towards Lia, reaching out to touch her hand.
"I owe you a lot. Without your help, I would never have been able to break free of Jimmy's hold over me. I'd like very much to show you my appreciation!"
Lia could barely believe she was talking to a machine. She had always wanted to build an android, but Betty exceeded anything she could possibly have imagined. She just had to examine her. What powered her, what was her structural framework like, what kind of computer system guided her.
The two of them were very similar in height and shape, and their brunette hair nearly matched the others. From the back they might be taken for sisters, but from the front, that was another story entirely, like comparing oranges to cantalopes. Lia had large, round hazel eyes, inquisitive eyes. Betty's were somewhat almond shaped, more sultry, more exotic. They went well with her tanned skin.
Libby could see the fascination in Lia's face. "Does she pique your interest, too? I know she did mines!" Betty smiled.
"Unlike your more prurient interest, hers is almost solely scientific!" Libby gave Betty a sly look.
"Almost? And whadda you mean 'prurient'? Why you usin' big words on me, girl?"
LaCroix suddenly found herself turning red, as she realized Libby had caught her staring at Betty-bot's ample frontage. They were big, but not as big as when they first met.
"You're wondering why my bust is so small right now! I can show you, if you like!" Without a moments hesitation, Betty stripped off her shirt and bra, startling Lia, and as with Cindy and Libby, squeezed her arms together. Her chest plates swung open, revealing the robot's power source.
"Each side can hold up to ten of these wafer batteries," she pointed out, "and each battery holds a charge of five thousand volts. I only have four of them in there for now, so that's why I seem 'flat'!"
"So, you run on a hundred thousand volts?"
"No, five thousand is more than sufficient to run me for a week. The rest is mostly for show."
Libby fell back laughing.
"For show, huh? I'm glad you didn't fry me when we kissed!" Lia turned to Libby.
"You kissed her? Frankly I'm not surprised. She is rather gorgeous, and if I didn't know any better, I'd have thought she was as human as any of us!" Betty beamed brightly at Lia's assessment.
Many things had changed for her since coming to Dimmsdale. The addition of Cindy's microprocessor gave her something above and beyond what she could vaguely recall as a mere mechanical doll. She had friends now, who considered her as one of them. Still, there was something missing. Perhaps she was deceiving herself into thinking she was more than just a machine. She was having doubts. But machines don't have doubts. They simply plod along, doing as they're directed. The fact that she had such thoughts at all made her more than a robot. "Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum! I doubt, therefore I think, therefore I am!" She smiled smugly with that knowledge.
"Would you like to try me? I was programmed for male satisfaction, but I'm sure I can accommodate females as well!" Betty pushed her breast plates back together, and the seam merged flawlessly once more. She moved quickly up to Lia, and put her hands on the teen's hips so she couldn't get away. There was no need to, though. In the the name of scientific curiousity, Lia wanted to try.
"Alright then! Show me what you can do!"
The android giggled, then pressed their lips together. They remained like that for several seconds before pulling away. Lia smacked her lips as if she was sampling a cup of coffee.
"You taste like vanilla." She continued smacking her lips some more. "And you kinda kiss like a guy. You need to soften your lips a bit more. Follow my lead." Libby watched intently from the sidelines.
Lia really was trying to analyze the android's kissing technique in an objective manner. She stepped back a little and wet her lips with the tip of her tongue. "Moisten your lips a bit. They'll slide better, but don't be too obvious about it, otherwise it'll look like you're too anxious, or worse, desperate!" she laughed. She licked her lips once more and resumed kissing.
"Part your lips a little . . . yeah, just like that . . . make 'em softer . . . mmm, yeah, that's nice."
Folfax watched with growing interest as Lia continued with her instructions. It seemed innocent enough, but it was making Libby crazy horny, and Betty knew it. But she was patient, and appreciative of the lessons she was receiving from her new found friend. Up until a few days ago she had only ever kissed Jimmy and his 'clients,' all guys. She did kiss Timmy also, but he was nearly catatonic from her endorphin booster, and was beyond feeling any kind of kiss at all.
Betty-bot like pleasing people sexually, and would continue to do so as long as they found her appealing. There was a lot of differences between the way the two sexes did things, and the android was anxious to learn more. Libby and Cindy were the only girls she had ever smooched since arriving here, but the girl in her arms seemed to know a lot about what females wanted from a kiss. No doubt she had kissed her share, and there was no mistaking that she was beginning to enjoy herself now. Her metabolism was picking up, and so was Libby's.
Betty could read all the signs, from their dilated pupils, to the increased heart rate and ragged breathing. Lia was trying to compose herself, but the Betty wanted to continue.
"You said I kissed like a guy! Is that good or bad?" Her brunette partner chuckled.
"It's not about good or bad, I'm just pointing out differences. There are aspects of both genders that I enjoy!"
"Are you bi-sexual?" Lia sighed.
"Now that I think about it, I guess I am. I never really thought about it one way or the other until I met Timmy. Up until then I thought I might end up with another girl." she shrugged.
"What do you like about Timmy that's different?" Lia thought wistfully about it.
"Oh, the way he holds me, the way he smells, the way he looks at me . . . there are so many things I can think of. He's actually quite romantic. At times!" The android puzzled.
"I suppose there are things I will probably never experience . . . could you show me how to behave more like a guy?" Lia took Betty's hand off her waist and lifted it higher.
"Place your hand on the small of my back. Now bring a leg forward, between mines," she giggled, "and pull me closer. I like the feel of a pair of strong arms wrapping around me." Betty pulled a little too hard, causing Lia to grimace.
"Gently, gently. You're pretty strong, so you'll need to go easy on me." The teen placed her arms over Betty's shoulders.
Libby couldn't help but snicker. The android still had no top on, and watching the two jousting boobs was turning her on even more.
"Now, place your hand at the back of my head and run your fingers into my hair. It makes me feel tingly all over!"
"Tingly I can do!" Betty said cheerfully, then zapped Lia with her endorphin booster.
Sparks flew from her fingertips, and Lia's eyes opened wide as she gasped. Her body stiffened, and she arched backwards. She slumped into Betty's arms, unable to support herself on legs turned to jello. Libby screeched.
"You killed her!" Betty-bot held her up firmly.
"Dang! I must learn to control that, but don't worry, she'll be fine."
"What did you do? I thought for sure you electrocuted her!"
"I increased her endorphin production, and she had an orgasm. My booster doesn't utilize more than five hundred millijoules, so I couldn't possibly electrocute her, but it is very efficient. See how her muscles are still twitching?"
"Yeah, wow! And she's got this huge smile on her face!" The robot placed Lia on the bed next to the black teen, where she moaned pleasurably.
"She'll be like that for about ten minutes or so."
"Uhhnnngh!"
"Can you do it to anyone?" Libby grinned.
"Anyone who has a brain and a pituitary gland! Wanna try? I need to calibrate the booster mechanism. I'll start you out at the lowest level and work my way up until I find something optimal."
"Will it hurt?"
"I've never known anyone to complain. Lia doesn't look like she's hurting, does she?"
The brunette seemed to be in a state of bliss, lying spread-eagle on the bed. She cast a dreamy eye towards Libby and Betty, but didn't appear to have any cognitive functions at all.
"She was already receptive to a boost because she was starting to get aroused from showing me how to kiss. You were just as turned on, too!" Libby grew even darker as she began to blush.
"Well, I can't help myself. The two of you looked pretty hot kissing!"
Betty smiled. She was pleased to know that everyone thus far thought she looked good. It was important to her to feel wanted in some way.
"Okay, I'm ready!" Libby sat up straight, and the android placed her fingertips at the appropriate points on her scalp.
"The booster works by stimulating the pituitary gland, which produces a slew of chemicals designed to create a feeling of well being."
A small tingle was all that Liberty felt as Betty got off her first discharge. "Feel anything? I need you to keep close tabs on how you're feeling because we don't know yet if the effect cumulative."
"What do you mean?"
"You may not feel it now, but each time I discharge, a small amount of endorphins is produced. As I take you to higher levels, these may build up without you noticing until finally the dam breaks, and floods your system."
"What did you hit Lia with?"
"Oh, I maxed out at five hundred millijoules, but I did the same thing to Cindy, and she recovered pretty quick."
"That's cuz she's over-sexed, and has a thicker skull!" They both laughed.
"Ready for another jolt?"
"Whenever you are!" Betty charged up again.
"I'll do another hundred millijoules. You should feel a little something this time."
Libby's braids stood up on end as Betty hit her with another one, and she flopped backwards on the bed. Unlike Lia, she was still aware of her surroundings, if not just a little stunned.
"Wow! I feel really relaxed now, like I just aced a super-hard test!"
"Anything else?" Betty asked.
Libby sat back up and held her arms stright out. They were trembling like a leaf.
"I feel real excited, but jittery at the same time!"
"That's because endorphins also stimulate the production of adrenaline, and it's the adrenaline that makes you jittery."
"Does it make you horny?" Folfax grinned.
"You're always horny!" the robot girl giggled.
"Yeah, but not this horny! If I thought I could stand right now, I'd be ravaging that luscious body of yours!" Just then, Lia began to slowly revive, and Libby turned a lustful eye to the still dazed girl. "She'll do!"
"Wait!" Betty tried to stop her, but was too late.
Libby was all over Lia, like green on grass, smothering her with kisses, and the brown-haired teen, still reeling from the effects of excess endorphin and adrenaline, began to respond to the kissing in ways that belied her modest nature. Their mouths and tongues searched each other hungrily, sucking, licking and nuzzling their warm flesh. Hands sought roughly to remove clothing that obstructed their access.
Betty watched, amazed at what a little electricity applied in the right places, could do. She pondered for a way to stop them before things got out of hand. The two girls seemed hell-bent on stripping each other naked!
Lia had recovered sufficiently to flip Libby onto her back, and had her sweater pushed up well past her heaving breasts. They remained lip-locked as they continued removing articles of clothes at a frantic pace. The brunette slipped off her own sweater and shirt just as Libby undid the hooks on her bra. It draped precariously from her shoulders before sliding off. Libby cupped her firm smooth breasts in hand while plucking on the now stiffening nipples. She broke off her kissing to turn her attention to devouring Lia's sweet boobs. Her fingers dug into the brunette's tender back. Lib's had discovered she liked a little rough action herself, courtesy of Cindy, and wanted to introduce Lia to its sordid pleasures. LaCroix moaned while trying to support herself on one elbow, as her other hand was busy trying to remove her jeans. With her cute little butt stuck high up in the air, she had managed to wiggle her pants down to mid-thigh before getting stuck. Both were oblivious to Betty's presence, as all their attention was focused on each other.
It was time to put a stop to this. "Sorry guys, but I have to do this." the android said as she reached over to zap Lia once more. Lia shuddered as an intense orgasm wracked her body, and she rolled off of Libby, and passed out.
Folfax quickly sat up and turned her eyes on Betty. "I know you want me all to yourself!" she said as she crushed their lips together.
"Gawd! I'm so turned on right now, I can't believe what I want to do to you and Lia!"
Libby grabbed Betty hard around the shoulders, driving her tongue deep into her mouth. Betty dropped her jaw a bit, allowing Folfax to go as far in as she wanted. The dark-skinned girl pushed their bodies together, her sweat lubricating the skin between them, and intensifying the feelings of contact. Betty-bot calmly placed her fingertips at the sides of Libby's head, and zapped her once more just as Cindy stepped through the door. Awkward.
The two stared at each other for several moments. Cindy's eyes bugged wide open as her eyebrows disappeared under her bangs. Betty lay the limp Libby back on the bed, and placed her hands behind her back, grinning very much like the kid who got caught with her hands in the cookie jar.
The blonde teen was absolutely flabbergasted as she stared first at the two semi-nude girls on the bed, then at the half-naked robot.
"Drat. Did I miss all the action? And what's with the 'Vulcan Mind-Meld' thingy?"
"They were helping me to recalibrate my endorphin booster." Cindy walked over to the dazed girls, looked them over, and sighed.
"Hope you all had fun."
"Them more than me."
"How long will they be out?"
"I expect for another hour or so!" Cindy began to smile.
"So, I'll have you all to myself, then?"
"I'm all yours."
"Good! Come with me!" She took Betty by the hand and led her to the bathroom. "I have an 'itch' that needs to be looked into!"
Later that same night
The sound of rain hitting the window woke Vicky. She yawned, then surveyed her surroundings. It was nearly midnight, and she was still in her street clothes, in bed with Tootie.
Baby sister was sound asleep, so the red-head tried to extract herself as gently as she could from beneath the blanket. The room was chilly, and Vicky was sorely tempted to crawl back under the covers again. She walked up to the window to draw the curtains. Outside, the wind was beginning to pick up, beating the rain up against the sides of the house with a staccato pitter-pat. Winter was around the corner, and the thermostat was a little low, so she went over to turn it up.
Tootie was still fast asleep, so Vicky pulled up the blanket over her shoulders, and tucked it under. If typical, Tootie would get up the next morning and not remember a thing. Vicky sighed as she looked down on little sis. What was it that was bothering her? It had all started four years after that summer at the lake. The lake! Of course! But what happened? Did she witness something she was afraid to talk about? It couldn't have been anything to do with the attack on her three friends, they were on the opposite shore. And what about that girl at the library earlier. What a coincidence that she happened to be researching the Bigfoot sightings from that same time period.
Vicky shrugged. She would figure it out later, but for now, there was the matter of the food on the table that needed to be put away. First she needed to change into her pj's. They were lots warmer than a nightgown, and came with a matching set of bunny slippers.
Rain was still pelting the windows as Vicky snuck her way downstairs to the kitchen. She liked the sound of it. It calmed her down when she was a baby, and as she grew into her teens, it reminded her of the breaking open of her first piggy bank. The sound of the coins clattering on the table top, and falling to the floor made her happy. Paper money may have been quieter, but it was the sound of the coins that somehow reminded her of the soothing effect rain had on her. A silly notion perhaps, but it brought a smile to her face nonetheless.
She quickly packed the food into the fridge, and went into the living room to sit on the sofa, to watch the rain fall. There was the sound of feet bouncing down the stairs.
"Vivi? Are you down here?" Tootie called out.
"I'm in the living room, sweetie." Tootie came down, dragging all her blankets with her.
"It's so cold down here! Did you just get in?" Vicky sighed once more.
As expected, Tootie had no recollection of what happened earlier. For now, she was content to have little sis happy and oblivious again, but sooner or later, she would have to find out what her deep dark secret was.
"What are you doing down here? I just had the neatest dream! It seemed so real!"
"What was it about?"
"You and I were snuggled up together, just like the old days! You made me feel all toasty warm!"
"Ha ha ha. I'm just listening to the rain falling. It's one of my favorite sounds."
"Can I join you?"
"Only if you're going to share your blanket." Tootie giggled as she plopped herself down right on top of her sister.
"Oof! Hey! You're not a light weight anymore, kid, remember that!" Tootie laughed again as she scrunched her legs up onto the sofa, and wiggled up against the older girl. Vicky wrapped her arms around Tootie's, and squeezed her playfully.
"You're so affectionate now! How come?"
"I dunno. Maybe because of that dream. We've gotten closer the past few years. Do you think it's weird?" Vicky cleared her throat nervously.
"Well, we are sisters, and what we do would be considered incestuous, but as we can't possibly get each other pregnant, I think it would be more of an issue if one of us was a guy. Let's just say we're 'inquisitive' for now." Tootie blushed.
"That's not what I was asking about!"
"Oh pfffft! What then?"
"I meant that when we were younger, we were really close. Then when you became a teenager, you started being mean. Once you started college, however, we got close again. Don't you think that's weird?" Vicky smiled this time, amused.
"That's just part of growing up. I realize now how important my family is to me."
The raven-haired teen turned back towards her sister, kissing her on the cheek. "If it's any consolation to you, if I was your brother, I'd be fucking you on the coffee table right now." Vicky burst out laughing.
"Why you horny little . . .! If I were your brother, I'd have your naked body pressed up against the picture window while I screw you from behind!"
"Oooo! Kinky! Ready for Round Three?"
"Not tonight, dear. I have a headache."
"Urrgh! Old fart!" she chuckled. Vicky kissed her on top of her head.
"Let's just enjoy each others company for now, shall we?" Tootie nodded, then curled up in her arms. They both stared out the window, and continued watching the driving rain.
The light from outside faintly illuminated the interior of the living room, and the shadows from the rain on the window, cast zebra-like patterns flowing down the walls. Vicky stroked Tootie's hair gently with the backs of fingers, watching as the younger girl's eyes, still mesmerized by the shadows, slowly closed.
She continued her grooming until she was sure baby sister was fully asleep. It felt nice to have a warm body to press up against, especially with the nights growing colder. So what if she was her sister. So what if people thought it unacceptable. When did she ever give a damn what other people thought anyway. It was so nice to bond with Tootie once more, just like the old days.
There was a lingering odor about her hair that she had noticed while nuzzling Tootie's head. It smelled like beauty salon shampoo. That's what was different, she thought, the kid had a makeover! Little sister was growing up and moving on. All the more reason to reconnect with her. In no time at all, she would be out of high school, and in college. Then they may not see each other for years at a time. Vicky sighed, then held her tighter. The rain began to slow. Vicky closed her eyes, then drifted off to sleep.
She began to dream. A dream filled with smooth skin and luscious red lips, of warm writhing bodies with firm, perky breasts, whose rose colored nipples yearned to be kissed.
The face of the young blonde hovered before her, tantalizing her, but remained just out of reach. Vicky reached out to touch her, but was held back. She could go no further. The girl took her hand, kissing her fingers daintily, then drew each digit into her mouth to be licked individually. The fiery haired girl felt her mound throbbing but was powerless to move. The girl drew closer, caressing her hand, splaying the fingers apart as she licked and kissed Vicky's open palm. Vicky moaned and cursed her immobility. The girl laughed. "I have you just the way I want you. I told you what I would do, you naughty girl! Are you ready for your spanking?" Vicky suddenly found herself naked, sitting in a gynecologist's examination chair, butt exposed, and feet strapped into the stirrups.
The blonde teen produced a wicked looking riding crop, striking the red-head's bare bottom. She flinched.
"Ah, bet you liked that, didn't you? Have another!" she said, then struck her across the ass again. Vicky moaned.
"More!" she begged. The girl smiled.
"What a slut you are! I think I'll keep you as my pet!"
Vicky still couldn't move her hands, even though they were unfettered. The girl moved to her side, lingering above Vicky, her beautiful breasts just inches away from her face. The older girl felt fingers entering her passion, and bucked her hips up to meet them.
"Deeper, please!" she moaned.
"Call me mistress!" the girl demanded. She stared into the face and eyes of the blonde teen.
"You are my mistress, and I will gladly submit to you as your pet." She gasped as the fingers penetrated ever deeper.
"Remember your place, then, my most treasured pet, for you are an old fart!"
"Yes, my mistress, I will always be your old . . .wait . . . what?"
The face of the young blonde slowly faded, and in it's place was Tootie's.
"Tootie! What . . .?" Little sister placed a single finger over her lips, silencing her.
"I think we should go back upstairs now." she said quietly, and helped Vicky to her feet.
"Unngh, my arm is asleep, no wonder I couldn't move it!" Tootie was smiling smugly as she picked up her blankets.
"I just had the wildest, sexiest dream ever! Now I'm all wet!" Tootie was busy licking her fingertips.
"I know," she snickered, "but did you know you talk rather loudly in your sleep?" Vicky narrowed her eyes at her.
"You didn't."
"Oh yeah, I did! Payback time, old fart!" Then she scampered back up the stairs.
"Tootiieee!"
Thursday morning, Hudson Valley High
Head Coach Larry Legbyter walked quickly into his office in the boy's locker-room, dropping a load of papers onto his desk. He did not look too happy. Outside the students were mulling around, waiting for their first period classes to start. He spied Bear Branson, bullying some new students.
"Branson! Get in here!" Bear lumbered over to his office.
"You wanted to see me, coach?"
"Dimmsdale is having a pep rally and bonfire tonight."
"Yeah, so what?"
"My sources tell me they're gonna burn you in effigy." Bear laughed raucously.
"Ha ha ha ha! That means they're still quakin' in their boots from last year! If they think that voodoo crap is gonna work on me, they must be pretty scared!" Legbyter made a sour face.
"I don't think so. They destroyed Morton High last week, and we barely got by Morton early in the season when we were still at full strength. Now half our offensive line is out, and the entire Falcon football team seems to have it in for you. You wanna tell me why?" Branson scowled.
"Because they're stupid? How should I know!"
"Because a little birdie told me you hit some Dimmsdale girl at the mall the other day and now their whole school is up in arms. We can't keep covering for you. You're lucky that girl didn't press charges!" Bear shrunk back.
"I didn't hit her on purpose! She just . . . got in the way, and I shoved her. She must have hit her face against the wall or somethin'."
"Her face? I don't recall mentioning anything about her face."
"Hey, it was an accident, okay? She'll live! Jeez!"
"Right. Then I hear some other Dimmsdale girl came by, beat you senseless, then proceeded to take out half of our first string! Explain that!"
Branson mumbled something under his breath. To say anymore would mean admitting to having been taken down by a bunch of girls. The coach continued with his rant.
"To top it off, Rory has his fingers fractured by yet another girl! We've become the laughingstock of the league!" Coach exhaled loudly and whipped out a towel to wipe his forehead. "You and I know we've done some underhanded things last year, but I want to get back to the state playoffs. With our team beat up as it is, we may have to resort to some 'dirty tactics' again." Branson gave him a knowing grin.
"I hear ya, coach!"
"Keep a low profile today. There will be scouts on Friday, and not just from SC, but from all over the country. I need you to stay healthy, and we'll do just fine tomorrow. Don't do anything stupid today, okay?" Branson nodded, then left. He was already planning a visit to Dimmsdale's bonfire.
End Chapter 10
A/N: I'm under the impression that the reason that people dislike OC's so much is that they don't have a point of reference to relate to. Most everyone knows what Betty Quinlan looks like, but Lia technically has no face, except to me of course. I picture her sort of as a cross between Maddie and Jazz Fenton from "Danny Phantom" especially since Butch Hartman created both series. She has Maddie's brown hair, but more shoulder length, and Jazz's general appearance, and, if I may so, a similar personality. Hope this helps.