The Mission Changes

I do not own the Fairly Odd Parents or any of the characters in this story. I have no financial interest, expect no money, etc. for this story. This was written for my own (perverse) pleasure and I wish to share with adult fans who I hope will appreciate it. Comments are most welcome. Other unrelated characters or products that may be mentioned are for purposes of satire only and are included with respect and love.

Not appropriate for underage readers. Strong sexual content, some violence, scenes of underage sex & nudity. In the end I hope it will be considered a love story.

First, a dose of the good stuff…

Later that day… Vicky reached back and firmly grasped her right ass cheek. Spreading it and leering back over her shoulder at the boy, she sneered, “Kiss my ass, twerp! Kiss that ass. C’mon, kiss that fucking ass!”

Timmy hadn’t known that her girly parts would be so exposed from this angle. He had learned a lot of surprising things about anatomy in the last couple of hours. Her slit was drooling honey. Hot foamy white liquid sugar. He leaned forward and kissed it once. Then he licked her before driving his tongue deeply into the flowing honey pot and sloppily slurping up every drop he could.

Vicky’s eyes rolled up in her head and she began moaning, “I’m going to kill you twerp, I am soooo going to kill you…There, there, right there!” she crooned as his protruding teeth skimmed the surface of her delicate pussy lips.

Suddenly without warning and to Cosmo’s shock and delight, Timmy pulled back his hand and snapped a slap across her right ass cheek sending the helpless babysitter into spasms. She erupted, spraying her special sauce into the boy’s eager face.

“Oh God, oh God, I hate you baby. I hate you so much.” She panted, breathless from her orgasm.

Timmy’s pressed his lips, still slick with her cum, against the reddening palm print he had left on her otherwise pale creamy ass cheek.

“Kiss it. Lick it you little bastard!” she screeched.

Timmy’s lips could feel the heat erupting from her bruised skin.

He kissed it.

He licked it.

His tongue danced on it.

She sighed.

Then he slapped her other ass cheek.

Once.

Twice.

Three times, as hard as he could.

His hand stung.

He spanked her ass cheek again. He knew he wouldn’t be able to use that hand tomorrow. He didn’t care.

Her entire body was rocking, spasming, twitching. Gasping to regain her breath she looked back at the boy with love in her eyes and told him how much she hated him. Lust made her voice barely recognizable, “I told you to kiss that fucking ass.”

The next slap cracked like a gunshot.

Timmy returned her look and said, “I own this fucking ass.”

Cosmo was never as proud of any of his God children as he was of Timmy at that moment. Timmy had done that completely on his own, without prompting from the Fairy within him.

Wanda emerged from Vicky’s head. Exhausted. Disheveled. Spent. And very happy. Sexually satisfied for the first time in a thousand years.

Cosmo floated out of Timmy’s, not looking any better than his wife, but at least as satiated.

“You know, she will probably kill him someday,” Wanda said.

“Yeah,” said Cosmo. “But till then, he does own her fucking ass”