Fairly Odd Spakings (For Bombay)

[zenith]

Timmy did not have a good day at school. He was hung up on the flagpole by Francis by his underwear, thrown into a trashcan by the popular kids Gorilla like bodyguard, and to make matters worse, he had to deal with Crocker failing him again! He marched upstairs to Cosmo and Wanda. "Honestly," Timmy groaned as he laid down on his bed. "Why are the people I know bug jerks!" he questioned. 'We're not big jerks Timmy. We're only barely taller than you!" Cosmo replied. Timmy rolled his eyes. "Well, at least the worst is over," Timmy sighed in relief. "Ooh, TImmy," Timmy's dad called. "Me and your mom realized that we have a car and don't need to stay in the house all night! We're going to Chip Skylark's revival concert and are leaving you with Vicki!" he yelled as they both ran outside before Timmy could argue.

[Bombay]

In a split second of his parents leaving, the door swung open with the red head from hell. Lightning flashes behind her as she slams the door shut “Hey twerp, I have a little game we can play, it’s called how long~” strolling over, she suddenly snatched Timmy’s underwear and yanked them up his back pulling him off his ground “I’m gonna say, thirty-six inches” she giggled before beginning to yank it over his head. Snapping it against his forehead, she kicked him forward just to watch him struggle “Looks like my eighth-grade math teacher was right, math can be fun!” she snickered watching the boy try to break the atomic wedgie.

[zenith]

"OOOOH!" Timmy yelped as his underwear was pulled high. He immediately felt it digging into his rear end as he was pulled to his tippy toes and then he was forced off the ground entirely as his feet dangled helplessly in the air. "Please, no!" Timmy begged as the underwear was forced over his face and eyes, blinding him. Timmy didn't respond to Vicki's joke. He couldn't see where he was going and his underwear was so tight that he couldn't remove it from his head on his own. And then he was kicked so he didn't know where he was anymore! He held his hands out, trying to find an exit. Then, he smacked into a wall, causing him to see stars. Shaking his head, he turned and smacked into something taller than he was. It felt soft at first, but hard when he smacked into it...he gulped, realizing that he just ran into the jeans of his babysitter.

[Bombay]

Snickering, she watched the boy walk around the room trying to find his way around. Taking out her phone, she began taking snapshots of the boy’s struggles while commenting “Show me your good side, now your bad, now angry! Happy! Sad! Work for the camera Timmy, you’re gonna be internet famous!” she mocked before Timmy walked back into him. Holding up the camera, she took a selfie with the wedgied boy before switching to video “Anything you wanna say to your adoring fans underwear boy?” she smirked grabbing a bit of the underwear and tugging even more just to make sure it rid against his crack. It’s stuff like this that keeps her going through the day!

[zenith]

Timmy heard Vicky mocking him and was determined not to say anything. However, that determination ended the moment that Vicki grabbed his underwear and pulled it up even higher. Timmy let out a girlish scream as he struggled against his evil babysitter. He tried, to run, twist and escape from the redhead, but it was no use. She was so much stronger and bigger than he was. He also couldn't ask his faeries for help at this point. Vicki was too nearby, and until he got somewhere private, he would have to just be the victim. "Come on Vicki," Timmy begged, wincing at the pain in his crack. "Can you please stop? I mean..." Timmy racked his brains, trying to think of something that might get Vicki to leave him alone so he could wish this underwear off of his head! And then figure out some way to get back at Vicki. "Umm...don't you have to watch that..uhh, show?" Timmy asked, praying that whatever was on TV was more interesting that torturing him at the moment.

[Bombay]

“Can I please stop?” Smirking, she lifted the underwear off his head, but lifted him off the ground with a firm grasp. Making him look at her in the eye, she snickered “Who do you think you’re talking to twerp? I don’t stop because you want me to, I stop when I feel like it, got it?” she thought she established these rules long ago, but it seems as though he must have forgotten. Oh well, nothing some reinforcement can’t handle. Bringing her hand back, she was about to smack the boy’s bottom before he actually had a good idea “I do need to keep up with ‘teenage dreams’, alright twerp” she said carrying him over to the closet and putting the holes of his underwear through one of the hangers before she hung him out, “Hang around for a little, and I’ll be back. Think about what you’ve done” she said slamming the door shut and locked it before she made her way to the living room.

[zenith]

Timmy winced as he was lifted off the ground, his underwear making a convenient handle. His legs dangled uselessly as he was forced to let Vicki carry him, and he was starting to feel his underwear digging into his backside. "Right Vicki. Sorry Vicki!" he said as he realized that he broke one of her cardinal rules. Then he closed his eyes, waiting for Vicki to spank his wedgied bottom. But then he heard that he was actually right and she did have a show to watch? Before he could give a sigh of relief, he was hung up by his underwear, and locked into a dark closet. "Cosmo, Wanda?" he asked, hoping they would appear. "We're here!" Cosmo said as he floated around. "Wow Timmy! Are you pretending to be a coat?" he asked as he waved his wand so his underwear was on another hook. "AHH!" Cosmo said as he waved his wand again. "Being a coat is painful," he commented. "I wish I was back in my room...without the wedgie!" he added and sighed in relief as his wish came true. "I just wish there was some way I could punish Vicki," Timmy mumbled. "How about you do to her what she does to you?" Cosmo suggested. "Wedgies and spanking?" he offered.

[Bombay]

“Hey sport” Wanda replied already unlocking the door with her magic and opening it, so the light shined through. She was about to make this wish without Timmy even asking but she had to help her husband “Cosmo” she said with a disappointed sigh and wished the two back into the bedroom without wedgied bottoms. “She’s older than you sport, there’s not much you can do. Unfortunately, you might have to take it until she gets fired, or you outgrow needing a babysitter kiddo” she said with a somber smile forming on her lips. She feels bad for the boy, but there isn’t much they can do. “Oh no, that screams problems Timmy. If you spank her, you know she’s going to come back and spank you even harder!” she wants to see that evil babysitter get what she deserves, but she didn’t want to see it at the expense of Timmy. She cares about him too much.

[zenith]

Timmy raised his hand to do it anyway...but then he realized that Wanda was right and that whatever he did to Vicki would return back to him...and it would be far worse since Vicki was so much stronger. "How about mind control? Or Yoodoo Dolls?" Cosmo suggested. "Or you can make it so your always right!" "Cosmo, every time I tried those, he ended up in trouble or nearly killed!" Timmy reminded him. "How about trying again! You're due for a win!" Cosmo said cheerfully. "Wait a minute!" Timmy realized. "What if I spanked Vicki with a Yoodoo Doll, but stayed out of sight? That way she won't really blame me, and I can actually let off some steam." What Timmy didn't realize was that if he used a YooDoo Doll, he could force Vicki to spill he innermost secrets and find out more about her. In addition, that he had to remember to unwish the doll when he was done with it, or Vicki might find some unusual things happening to her. "I wish I had a Vicki Yoodoo Doll, and a magic mirror I could use to watch it!" Timmy declared, figuring this would go completely as planned.

[Bombay]

“No, you can’t use mind control, that’s against the rules” she reminded her husband “A yoodoo doll could work…but that’s a bad idea kiddo. If someone gets their hands on it, it’s your responsibility sport” she warned trying to remind him of the last time he wished for voodoo dolls. Luckily, it seemed to jog something in his head seeing as he remembered. “That’s one point for Wanda” she kept track on a nice notepad before disappearing it away in a puff of smoke. “I don’t like where this is going, remember Timmy, there’s other ways” she tried to win him over again, but he was already too far gone and when he set his mind on something, it’s hard getting him off of it. Sighing, with a flick of her wand, the doll was placed in Timmy’s hand and a magical mirror showing their living room appeared in front of the boy “Now Timmy, I want you to think about this, do you really want to do this?”