Timmy & Mac's Summer Camp Adventure-Random Scenes

Timmy & Mac's Awesome Summer Camp Adventures, Random Scenes

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Mac & Timmy, the year after camp.

Timmy and Mac went back to school in their respective towns. They still chatted almost every day. Back to their boring lives?

Well, when you have your parents or siblings enslaved and at five hot girls as sex slaves, boredom is not going to be a problem. They got together every weekend or cut school when they felt like it (not too often, the boys knew they needed to keep their lives on the downlow).

Still, they couldn’t wait until summer, three whole months that the two families could get together. In the meantime, there were weekends and holidays…

Scene 1: Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends

Frankie Foster, third floor landing.

Frankie just couldn’t understand it! She was on her hands and knees wiping up the same puddle of pee. No matter how much she wiped, it kept getting bigger. She didn’t notice, was ‘instructed’ not to notice young Timmy Turner peeing in front of her. Every once in a while, he’d flick his penis up and catch her in the face, a few drops on a cheek, a few in her mouth (“Ugh… salty! she mumbled). He avoided peeing in her eyes, it would spoil the joke.

Mac was behind her, laughing. Mac. Her Mac. “He was wonderful,” he could do no wrong in her eyes. He lifted the back of her skirt while she scrubbed… and scrubbed… and scrubbed. She didn’t notice her pink Powerpuff Girls panties being pulled down around her knees. Suddenly she was stabbed, like by an ice-cold knife! She screamed and practically elevated 6 feet up in the air as an ice cube was suddenly thrust up her asshole.

She landed splat, face first in the puddle of pee.

Anger! Shock! She was gonna’ kill someone!

Then she saw Mac. Her darling Mac and everything was fine again. She ran a sleeve over her urine-soaked face and went back to scrubbing the floor.

She looked up, Mac and Timmy were laughing, high-fiving. Having a great time together. That pleased her. There was a burning freezing sensation in her ass. Mac told her that it would actually begin to feel kinda’ nice. He shoved in more ice cubes until there was no room for any more.

She began to hum as she resumed wiping up the pee. She turned, noticed a puddle forming behind her. She sighed. “I’ll get that one later.” There was always more work for her to do at Fosters!

Her bowels began to cramp. She ignored it because it made Mac happy. “I’ll never get done cleaning this floor,” she sighed.