Imaginary Girlfriend
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This isn't a Lemon. Since the section's called Writing (and Lemons) I assumed normal things would be alright as well.
This story isn't based from anything, it's a product of my own twisted mind. I hope you enjoy it.
- Imaginary Girlfriend -
Chapter 1: The Make-Believe Goth
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"See ya, Steven!"
"Later, Timmy!"
A teenage boy sighed as he headed down a long, cracked sidewalk. Tim (Or Timmy as he was commonly called) was now a freshman in High School, but it wasn't as glamorous as his older siblings had made it seem. His brothers and sisters had all shared fascinating stories about the four years they had at this school - Any story Tim could share involved his head stuck in a toilet or his body wedged into a locker.
"Mom, I'm home!"
The door slammed as he entered the apartment - It was just himself and his Mother now. One of his older brothers had just recently moved out, leaving the two alone to fend for themselves. Luckily, his mother had a high-paying job, so he wasn't forced to look for work. After a pause of silence, he headed into the kitchen to look for the woman.
"Mom? Mom, are you home?"
Silence. He started to worry a little - After all, she was always home before he was. But just as he reached for the phone to call her, he noticed a paper on the table next to it:
"Went out shopping, won't be back until late. Don't burn the house down."
Timmy smiled as he placed the paper back down - He had a whole afternoon alone! What to do … Junk food? Inappropriate TV? Or just laze around on the Internet like he usually did?
All three sounded good.
After 2 trips to the kitchen (and one to his room to fetch his DVD stash and laptop,) the boy was plopped down on the couch, smirking as he flipped on the TV, starting up one of his various Hentai DVDs while taking a bite of greasy, delicious chicken. Multiple noises came from his laptop, telling him a large amount of people were sending him messages.
"This is fucking heaven."
(A few hours later …)
The DVD was on the main menu still from not being active after finishing, the food was cold, and the laptop was in hibernate mode. Timmy had fallen into a deep sleep, most likely after getting so full of chicken and liquid-sugar, also called soda. This wasn't a good sleep though, as he was having one of his usual bad dreams:
It was after school, in the hallway - His locker door slammed shut as he gathered his backpack, turning to leave the building. As he headed down the corridor, he saw many groups of people, all talking very happily - cliques, groups, whatever you wanted to call them, but they were really just friends. Friends he didn't have.
This had always bothered him - He did have a few: Steven, Joel, and even Mike (who was a complete ass at times,) but they were still people he could talk to. But these kids had both genders in their circles - Timmy could never gather the courage to even smile at a girl, let alone have a conversation. He wasn't quite sure of his 'type' of girl, but two of the 'cliques' had at least one that made him blush.
From the Preps - Mindy. She was a total bitch to everyone she met, but this girl's chest could be a damn floatation device. She always gave him a glare any time their eyes met, but it's not like he was looking at her face to begin with.
The Goths gave him Rachel - This girl was the DEFINITION of Darkness. Her hair was a deep purple, her face practically gray from so much make-up - She wore knee-high black boots, and purple and black striped stockings (or knee-high socks,) and for some reason that just made him melt.
But of course, each girl had their own special rejection line, just for him.
"Get away from me, you fucking nerd." Was Mindy's favorite.
"Piss off." Rachel seemed to reserve that one for whenever he was near.
But the girls made him shiver just the same, although he knew nothing would ever come of it.
This bad dream wasn't exactly scary, it was just a mental downer - He'd always wake up feeling depressed and lonely. It's not like he was hideously ugly (There were times where he thought he looked pretty good, actually) but for some reason the ladies just didn't go for him. It was just about time for the dream to end, but something was different this time - He kept hearing this voice out of nowhere, and it was … Feminine?
"Wake up, Timothy. Wake up or I'll force you awake."
The boy's eyes slowly opened as he sat up - A strange figure was standing over him. She was around his height, with deep purple hair and pale skin, with very sexy deep green eyes. Looking down showed she had curves to die for, and one of the biggest racks he'd ever seen … In fact, this girl looked just like a hybrid of Mindy and Rachel!
Timmy rubbed his eyes as he lay back down.
"I hate double dreams …" As his eyes closed once more, something grabbed his arm and jerked him from the couch, right to his feet. He shook his head to regain himself, looking at the girl in front of him. His face stayed red, although he had no clue who this girl was, and he was way too nervous to ask. But the strange part was - Why was this extremely hot girl in his home?
"I'm not a dream, Timothy. My name is Julia." The girl said, no feeling in her voice … Which was extremely sexy to Timmy, since he did love the Goth look, and … Apparently the voice tone. "Please, stop blushing. It's very awkward."
The boy stayed absolutely silent, just staring at the girl. After a few moments of her blank gaze, he finally gained the courage to open his mouth.
"Who … Who are you?" He asked, the girl's lips curving into a makeshift smile. She moved closer, leaning her forehead against his and looking into the boy's blue eyes.
"I told you, Timothy. My name is Julia, and … I'm your Imaginary Friend."
OKAY, PAUSE.
Timmy was silent, one eyebrow raised. What the hell did she mean 'Imaginary Friend'? He was in High School! Someone his age didn't need an Imaginary Friend!
"I'm … 16, I really don't need an Imaginary Friend, I have a few real ones." He said with a hint of nervousness in his voice. The girl moved even closer to him, grabbing his arms and pulling him close.
"Who said just 'Friend', Timothy …" She replied, that smile turning into a smirk as she pressed her lips against his, holding the boy still for a few moments. "I can also play Girlfriend, you know."
Timmy's lips were stained slightly purple from the girl's lipstick, his face as red as fire. He had no clue what to say, and he felt like he was about to faint.
PAUSE just ONE more time!
"Imaginary 'Girlfriend'? That sounds even MORE pathetic!" He said, hoping his being so negative wouldn't somehow make the girl disappear. She giggled, her eyes locking with his once more.
"Okay then … I think I can convince you." Julia said, taking the boy's hand and pushing him down on the couch behind him. She smiled at the boy's red face as she sat next to him. She took the boy's hand, moving it up and placing it on her chest. Timmy started shaking, the male in him making him squeeze the fleshy orb hidden by the girl's shirt.
"… What did I do to deserve this?" He said, ignoring how lame that sounded.
"You're my creator, Timothy … I came because you were lonely and were longing for a girlfriend. You imagined me in that dream you just had a few minutes ago." She smiled, looking down at the boy's squeezing hand. "Now, do you think this is enough to make you like me?"
"Y-Yeah, this works …" He replied, pulling back to give her a full look. She had a purple sweater on, with a black skirt and knee-high boots, with purple and black stripped socks. So she must've been made up of Mindy's body and Rachel's appearance … Not bad! "And … What's with this 'Timothy' thing?" He asked, looking a little annoyed with it.
"I just like calling my … Rather handsome creator … By his proper name." She said, moving her hand up and tickling under his chin, nuzzling his cheek. She may have looked Goth, but she definitely was a little more affectionate than the Gothic Stereotype. Her face quickly turned from the smile to her first expression - The blank stare, her smile now back to that emotionless frown. "Is that a problem?" Okay, so maybe she WAS still pretty Gothic.
"N-No, that's fine. I swear." He said, trying to make her happy again. Her smile returned as she gave him a tight hug, followed by a quick kiss on the lips, making the boy's lips even more purple.
"Good, Timothy … This is the beginning of a beautiful relationship."
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I had to upload this under the "Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends" section on a lot of websites so it would be read. This isn't a fanfic at all, but since Julia is imaginary, I assumed it would be fitting. I also added a Foster's reference in so it would fit into other sites, but feel free to ignore it (provided you saw it.)
This is my first original work, and I want your opinions. Not on grammar, spelling, etc., but on the story itself.
This story isn't based from anything, it's a product of my own twisted mind. I hope you enjoy it.
- Imaginary Girlfriend -
Chapter 1: The Make-Believe Goth
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"See ya, Steven!"
"Later, Timmy!"
A teenage boy sighed as he headed down a long, cracked sidewalk. Tim (Or Timmy as he was commonly called) was now a freshman in High School, but it wasn't as glamorous as his older siblings had made it seem. His brothers and sisters had all shared fascinating stories about the four years they had at this school - Any story Tim could share involved his head stuck in a toilet or his body wedged into a locker.
"Mom, I'm home!"
The door slammed as he entered the apartment - It was just himself and his Mother now. One of his older brothers had just recently moved out, leaving the two alone to fend for themselves. Luckily, his mother had a high-paying job, so he wasn't forced to look for work. After a pause of silence, he headed into the kitchen to look for the woman.
"Mom? Mom, are you home?"
Silence. He started to worry a little - After all, she was always home before he was. But just as he reached for the phone to call her, he noticed a paper on the table next to it:
"Went out shopping, won't be back until late. Don't burn the house down."
Timmy smiled as he placed the paper back down - He had a whole afternoon alone! What to do … Junk food? Inappropriate TV? Or just laze around on the Internet like he usually did?
All three sounded good.
After 2 trips to the kitchen (and one to his room to fetch his DVD stash and laptop,) the boy was plopped down on the couch, smirking as he flipped on the TV, starting up one of his various Hentai DVDs while taking a bite of greasy, delicious chicken. Multiple noises came from his laptop, telling him a large amount of people were sending him messages.
"This is fucking heaven."
(A few hours later …)
The DVD was on the main menu still from not being active after finishing, the food was cold, and the laptop was in hibernate mode. Timmy had fallen into a deep sleep, most likely after getting so full of chicken and liquid-sugar, also called soda. This wasn't a good sleep though, as he was having one of his usual bad dreams:
It was after school, in the hallway - His locker door slammed shut as he gathered his backpack, turning to leave the building. As he headed down the corridor, he saw many groups of people, all talking very happily - cliques, groups, whatever you wanted to call them, but they were really just friends. Friends he didn't have.
This had always bothered him - He did have a few: Steven, Joel, and even Mike (who was a complete ass at times,) but they were still people he could talk to. But these kids had both genders in their circles - Timmy could never gather the courage to even smile at a girl, let alone have a conversation. He wasn't quite sure of his 'type' of girl, but two of the 'cliques' had at least one that made him blush.
From the Preps - Mindy. She was a total bitch to everyone she met, but this girl's chest could be a damn floatation device. She always gave him a glare any time their eyes met, but it's not like he was looking at her face to begin with.
The Goths gave him Rachel - This girl was the DEFINITION of Darkness. Her hair was a deep purple, her face practically gray from so much make-up - She wore knee-high black boots, and purple and black striped stockings (or knee-high socks,) and for some reason that just made him melt.
But of course, each girl had their own special rejection line, just for him.
"Get away from me, you fucking nerd." Was Mindy's favorite.
"Piss off." Rachel seemed to reserve that one for whenever he was near.
But the girls made him shiver just the same, although he knew nothing would ever come of it.
This bad dream wasn't exactly scary, it was just a mental downer - He'd always wake up feeling depressed and lonely. It's not like he was hideously ugly (There were times where he thought he looked pretty good, actually) but for some reason the ladies just didn't go for him. It was just about time for the dream to end, but something was different this time - He kept hearing this voice out of nowhere, and it was … Feminine?
"Wake up, Timothy. Wake up or I'll force you awake."
The boy's eyes slowly opened as he sat up - A strange figure was standing over him. She was around his height, with deep purple hair and pale skin, with very sexy deep green eyes. Looking down showed she had curves to die for, and one of the biggest racks he'd ever seen … In fact, this girl looked just like a hybrid of Mindy and Rachel!
Timmy rubbed his eyes as he lay back down.
"I hate double dreams …" As his eyes closed once more, something grabbed his arm and jerked him from the couch, right to his feet. He shook his head to regain himself, looking at the girl in front of him. His face stayed red, although he had no clue who this girl was, and he was way too nervous to ask. But the strange part was - Why was this extremely hot girl in his home?
"I'm not a dream, Timothy. My name is Julia." The girl said, no feeling in her voice … Which was extremely sexy to Timmy, since he did love the Goth look, and … Apparently the voice tone. "Please, stop blushing. It's very awkward."
The boy stayed absolutely silent, just staring at the girl. After a few moments of her blank gaze, he finally gained the courage to open his mouth.
"Who … Who are you?" He asked, the girl's lips curving into a makeshift smile. She moved closer, leaning her forehead against his and looking into the boy's blue eyes.
"I told you, Timothy. My name is Julia, and … I'm your Imaginary Friend."
OKAY, PAUSE.
Timmy was silent, one eyebrow raised. What the hell did she mean 'Imaginary Friend'? He was in High School! Someone his age didn't need an Imaginary Friend!
"I'm … 16, I really don't need an Imaginary Friend, I have a few real ones." He said with a hint of nervousness in his voice. The girl moved even closer to him, grabbing his arms and pulling him close.
"Who said just 'Friend', Timothy …" She replied, that smile turning into a smirk as she pressed her lips against his, holding the boy still for a few moments. "I can also play Girlfriend, you know."
Timmy's lips were stained slightly purple from the girl's lipstick, his face as red as fire. He had no clue what to say, and he felt like he was about to faint.
PAUSE just ONE more time!
"Imaginary 'Girlfriend'? That sounds even MORE pathetic!" He said, hoping his being so negative wouldn't somehow make the girl disappear. She giggled, her eyes locking with his once more.
"Okay then … I think I can convince you." Julia said, taking the boy's hand and pushing him down on the couch behind him. She smiled at the boy's red face as she sat next to him. She took the boy's hand, moving it up and placing it on her chest. Timmy started shaking, the male in him making him squeeze the fleshy orb hidden by the girl's shirt.
"… What did I do to deserve this?" He said, ignoring how lame that sounded.
"You're my creator, Timothy … I came because you were lonely and were longing for a girlfriend. You imagined me in that dream you just had a few minutes ago." She smiled, looking down at the boy's squeezing hand. "Now, do you think this is enough to make you like me?"
"Y-Yeah, this works …" He replied, pulling back to give her a full look. She had a purple sweater on, with a black skirt and knee-high boots, with purple and black stripped socks. So she must've been made up of Mindy's body and Rachel's appearance … Not bad! "And … What's with this 'Timothy' thing?" He asked, looking a little annoyed with it.
"I just like calling my … Rather handsome creator … By his proper name." She said, moving her hand up and tickling under his chin, nuzzling his cheek. She may have looked Goth, but she definitely was a little more affectionate than the Gothic Stereotype. Her face quickly turned from the smile to her first expression - The blank stare, her smile now back to that emotionless frown. "Is that a problem?" Okay, so maybe she WAS still pretty Gothic.
"N-No, that's fine. I swear." He said, trying to make her happy again. Her smile returned as she gave him a tight hug, followed by a quick kiss on the lips, making the boy's lips even more purple.
"Good, Timothy … This is the beginning of a beautiful relationship."
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I had to upload this under the "Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends" section on a lot of websites so it would be read. This isn't a fanfic at all, but since Julia is imaginary, I assumed it would be fitting. I also added a Foster's reference in so it would fit into other sites, but feel free to ignore it (provided you saw it.)
This is my first original work, and I want your opinions. Not on grammar, spelling, etc., but on the story itself.
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ZomgAsdf wrote...
Awesome.Is that a "Post next Chapter nao plz k thx?"
I only have 3 chapters completed, I'm working on the 4th. Depending on the reactions I get from this little tale, I may post the 'private' chapter I've written for a few select people. If it comes to that, the chapter will NOT disappoint.
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Joe-kun wrote...
ZomgAsdf wrote...
Awesome.Is that a "Post next Chapter nao plz k thx?"
I only have 3 chapters completed, I'm working on the 4th. Depending on the reactions I get from this little tale, I may post the 'private' chapter I've written for a few select people. If it comes to that, the chapter will NOT disappoint.
Yesh sauce.
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This chapter introduces a character I may use in the future, hence why I brought her out so early.
Chapter 2: Tiffany
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"It's time to wake up, Timothy. Please wake or I'll have to get the toaster again."
"I'm up!"
It had been a day since Julia appeared, and it still was hard to believe. She was more-than-willing to be Timmy's girlfriend, or "Creative Lover" as she had said before. The boy still got nervous when their eyes met - her dark green eyes looking seductively into his blue eyes, and she'd always lick her lips to tease him.
"Good morning, are you hungry?" Julia asked, giving him a small smile as she grabbed his arm and yanked him from bed, almost slamming him into a wall. His eyes grew wide as he was moved, finally pausing to rub his eyes. He wasn't exactly hungry at all - He never had time for breakfast before School, and …
Wait a second …
It's MONDAY!
"Oh damn it, I'm gonna be late!" Timmy said, grabbing the clock from his nightstand and seeing 7:58 AM in the window. "I'm supposed to be at the Bus Stop by now! It leaves in two minutes!" He tossed the clock back to the stand, frantically opening his drawers and closet to find a shirt and what he hoped were clean jeans. Julia just stood in the doorway, watching him with a very amused expression.
"Hm, this is rather … Cute." She said, watching her creator panic as he practically jumped around his room to prepare himself. She turned, leaving him to his problem. Timmy didn't even notice she had been there as he grabbed his backpack from the floor, running down the hallway and heading for the door.
"Seven fifty nine, if I can just run faster than the speed of sound, I should be able to make it." He thought out loud, reaching out to grab the door handle, which moved on its own. His eyes widened as he came to a total halt - First he thinks up a girlfriend, and now the place is haunted - Just lovely.
The door slowly opened, revealing Julia standing in the doorway. She grabbed Timmy's arm, yanking him close.
"Have a nice day, my love." Before he could reply, she forced him close and planted her lips to his, giving him a deep, passionate kiss. As she pulled away, she put a lunchbox's handle into his hand, and a piece of Toast in the other. "There's your breakfast and lunch. I'll see you later." She smiled, kissing his cheek. He just stared at her, his face totally red. "Run Timothy, you have school to attend." She said, motioning him to leave. He nodded, turning and running down the sidewalk as fast as possible.
As he made his way to the Bus Stop sign, many things ran through Timmy's mind - For one, what just happened was AWESOME - He could get used to that little goodbye every morning. But still, something else was bothering him about Julia - What made him imagine her? Was he really so lonely and pathetic that he had to 'invent' a girlfriend? He just shrugged it off as he reached the corner, smiling at the other people waiting. It took him a moment to look at himself, seeing the bread and box in his hands.
"Hey, toast!"
(Later that day …)
"Timmy … Timmy? Timmy!" A tall, rather overweight woman was bent over a desk, seeing Timmy sleeping soundly. She slammed her fist down, causing the boy to practically jump.
"I didn't do anything!" He said in protest, the people around him laughing softly.
"Do not sleep during my class, young man!" She yelled, glaring at him as she headed back to the front of the room. "Okay class, we'll have a new student joining us today." Timmy froze at her words, millions of things running through his head.
"If Julia walks up I am gonna just shoot myself." He thought, reaching into his pocket for an invisible gun. Instead of his Gothic figment of his imagination, a blonde girl about his height walked up next to the woman.
"Class, meet our new friend Tiffany. She's just moved into the city. I hope you'll all make her feel welcome."
"Yes, Teacher!" All of the students replied, not using the woman's name for some odd reason.
"Ms. Tiffany, please take a seat next to Tim over there - Lord knows the boy needs at least one female near him." The woman scowled, pointing in Timmy's direction. The boy sighed, mumbling under his breath.
"If you only knew, you fat bitch …"
As the girl made her way into the desk next to him, Timmy immediately turned away from her as she gave one of the friendliest smiles ever.
"It's Timmy, right? I've heard a few things about you." She said, still being ignored by the boy. He just made a grunt in reply, not turning around.
"Like what?" He quietly asked, his eyes moving towards her slightly. She giggled, waving her hand.
"Nothing bad, just a few … Things. That's all." She said. Timmy was about to face her, but was stopped by a loud ring - The final bell of the day. Timmy quickly gathered his books and dashed out the door, hoping he wouldn't have to see this girl for quite a while … Or at least until tomorrow.
Opening his locker was always a chore (since the Janitor found it funny to change the combination whenever he was drunk,) so after about twenty minutes of random numbers, the door finally opened. He grabbed his lunchbox, backpack, and slammed the door as he made his way down the hallway. Surprisingly, the lunch Julia made for him wasn't too bad, although it was immature - A PB&J sandwich, a child-size box of Apple Juice, and a small piece of paper with "I love you" written at least 20 times in very small handwriting.
(After the Bus home …)
The front door slowly opened, Timmy making his way inside. Seeing Tiffany had made the day awkward, and all he wanted to do was take a nap. But deep down, he knew this was impossible as he had a little problem. A Gothic problem.
"I've been waiting, my dear." Julia walked into the room, grabbing him and pulling him into a long kiss, causing his face to turn red as usual. She smiled as she broke the kiss, looking at him. "Have a nice day?" She lead him to the couch, pushing him down and sitting next to him, laying her head in his lap. Timmy blushed, beginning to run his fingers through her dark purple hair (He knew it was what she wanted.)
"Well … Something happened today. It was a little ... Awkward."
The imaginary girl sat up, looking very concerned.
"Awkward? Please explain, my love."
Timmy sighed, telling the story of Tiffany's arrival into class, and the awkward situation that happened afterward. As the tale finished, Julia's eyes were both wide and full of anger.
"So there's some blonde bimbo try to cut in on MY romance life, hm?" She said, clenching her fists. Timmy shook his head, looking nervous.
"No-no! There's nothing going on, I swear! You're my girlfriend, Julia!" He said, sighing. It was times like this he was glad the girl was around - It was cute that she was so protective, and he could almost call himself her boyfriend. Almost. He stood, taking the girl's hand and pulling her up with him. "Come on, I'll prove it. Let's go out for dinner somewhere."
Julia blushed for the first time ever, looking down at their connected hands, then looking back up into the boy's eyes.
"You're actually taking me on a date?" She asked, leaning in close and giving him the most seductive look she could. Timmy gulped, nodding. Was this really a good idea?
It didn't really matter either way.
"Yeah, I am. It'll be fun." He said, Julia now pulling him into a tight hug.
"I love you, Timothy." She said, nuzzling his cheek.
"Yeah …" He said, returning the hug.
"You too, Julia."
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Yeah ..
Chapter 2: Tiffany
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"It's time to wake up, Timothy. Please wake or I'll have to get the toaster again."
"I'm up!"
It had been a day since Julia appeared, and it still was hard to believe. She was more-than-willing to be Timmy's girlfriend, or "Creative Lover" as she had said before. The boy still got nervous when their eyes met - her dark green eyes looking seductively into his blue eyes, and she'd always lick her lips to tease him.
"Good morning, are you hungry?" Julia asked, giving him a small smile as she grabbed his arm and yanked him from bed, almost slamming him into a wall. His eyes grew wide as he was moved, finally pausing to rub his eyes. He wasn't exactly hungry at all - He never had time for breakfast before School, and …
Wait a second …
It's MONDAY!
"Oh damn it, I'm gonna be late!" Timmy said, grabbing the clock from his nightstand and seeing 7:58 AM in the window. "I'm supposed to be at the Bus Stop by now! It leaves in two minutes!" He tossed the clock back to the stand, frantically opening his drawers and closet to find a shirt and what he hoped were clean jeans. Julia just stood in the doorway, watching him with a very amused expression.
"Hm, this is rather … Cute." She said, watching her creator panic as he practically jumped around his room to prepare himself. She turned, leaving him to his problem. Timmy didn't even notice she had been there as he grabbed his backpack from the floor, running down the hallway and heading for the door.
"Seven fifty nine, if I can just run faster than the speed of sound, I should be able to make it." He thought out loud, reaching out to grab the door handle, which moved on its own. His eyes widened as he came to a total halt - First he thinks up a girlfriend, and now the place is haunted - Just lovely.
The door slowly opened, revealing Julia standing in the doorway. She grabbed Timmy's arm, yanking him close.
"Have a nice day, my love." Before he could reply, she forced him close and planted her lips to his, giving him a deep, passionate kiss. As she pulled away, she put a lunchbox's handle into his hand, and a piece of Toast in the other. "There's your breakfast and lunch. I'll see you later." She smiled, kissing his cheek. He just stared at her, his face totally red. "Run Timothy, you have school to attend." She said, motioning him to leave. He nodded, turning and running down the sidewalk as fast as possible.
As he made his way to the Bus Stop sign, many things ran through Timmy's mind - For one, what just happened was AWESOME - He could get used to that little goodbye every morning. But still, something else was bothering him about Julia - What made him imagine her? Was he really so lonely and pathetic that he had to 'invent' a girlfriend? He just shrugged it off as he reached the corner, smiling at the other people waiting. It took him a moment to look at himself, seeing the bread and box in his hands.
"Hey, toast!"
(Later that day …)
"Timmy … Timmy? Timmy!" A tall, rather overweight woman was bent over a desk, seeing Timmy sleeping soundly. She slammed her fist down, causing the boy to practically jump.
"I didn't do anything!" He said in protest, the people around him laughing softly.
"Do not sleep during my class, young man!" She yelled, glaring at him as she headed back to the front of the room. "Okay class, we'll have a new student joining us today." Timmy froze at her words, millions of things running through his head.
"If Julia walks up I am gonna just shoot myself." He thought, reaching into his pocket for an invisible gun. Instead of his Gothic figment of his imagination, a blonde girl about his height walked up next to the woman.
"Class, meet our new friend Tiffany. She's just moved into the city. I hope you'll all make her feel welcome."
"Yes, Teacher!" All of the students replied, not using the woman's name for some odd reason.
"Ms. Tiffany, please take a seat next to Tim over there - Lord knows the boy needs at least one female near him." The woman scowled, pointing in Timmy's direction. The boy sighed, mumbling under his breath.
"If you only knew, you fat bitch …"
As the girl made her way into the desk next to him, Timmy immediately turned away from her as she gave one of the friendliest smiles ever.
"It's Timmy, right? I've heard a few things about you." She said, still being ignored by the boy. He just made a grunt in reply, not turning around.
"Like what?" He quietly asked, his eyes moving towards her slightly. She giggled, waving her hand.
"Nothing bad, just a few … Things. That's all." She said. Timmy was about to face her, but was stopped by a loud ring - The final bell of the day. Timmy quickly gathered his books and dashed out the door, hoping he wouldn't have to see this girl for quite a while … Or at least until tomorrow.
Opening his locker was always a chore (since the Janitor found it funny to change the combination whenever he was drunk,) so after about twenty minutes of random numbers, the door finally opened. He grabbed his lunchbox, backpack, and slammed the door as he made his way down the hallway. Surprisingly, the lunch Julia made for him wasn't too bad, although it was immature - A PB&J sandwich, a child-size box of Apple Juice, and a small piece of paper with "I love you" written at least 20 times in very small handwriting.
(After the Bus home …)
The front door slowly opened, Timmy making his way inside. Seeing Tiffany had made the day awkward, and all he wanted to do was take a nap. But deep down, he knew this was impossible as he had a little problem. A Gothic problem.
"I've been waiting, my dear." Julia walked into the room, grabbing him and pulling him into a long kiss, causing his face to turn red as usual. She smiled as she broke the kiss, looking at him. "Have a nice day?" She lead him to the couch, pushing him down and sitting next to him, laying her head in his lap. Timmy blushed, beginning to run his fingers through her dark purple hair (He knew it was what she wanted.)
"Well … Something happened today. It was a little ... Awkward."
The imaginary girl sat up, looking very concerned.
"Awkward? Please explain, my love."
Timmy sighed, telling the story of Tiffany's arrival into class, and the awkward situation that happened afterward. As the tale finished, Julia's eyes were both wide and full of anger.
"So there's some blonde bimbo try to cut in on MY romance life, hm?" She said, clenching her fists. Timmy shook his head, looking nervous.
"No-no! There's nothing going on, I swear! You're my girlfriend, Julia!" He said, sighing. It was times like this he was glad the girl was around - It was cute that she was so protective, and he could almost call himself her boyfriend. Almost. He stood, taking the girl's hand and pulling her up with him. "Come on, I'll prove it. Let's go out for dinner somewhere."
Julia blushed for the first time ever, looking down at their connected hands, then looking back up into the boy's eyes.
"You're actually taking me on a date?" She asked, leaning in close and giving him the most seductive look she could. Timmy gulped, nodding. Was this really a good idea?
It didn't really matter either way.
"Yeah, I am. It'll be fun." He said, Julia now pulling him into a tight hug.
"I love you, Timothy." She said, nuzzling his cheek.
"Yeah …" He said, returning the hug.
"You too, Julia."
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Joe-kun wrote...
This chapter introduces a character I may use in the future, hence why I brought her out so early.Chapter 2: Tiffany
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"It's time to wake up, Timothy. Please wake or I'll have to get the toaster again."
"I'm up!"
It had been a day since Julia appeared, and it still was hard to believe. She was more-than-willing to be Timmy's girlfriend, or "Creative Lover" as she had said before. The boy still got nervous when their eyes met - her dark green eyes looking seductively into his blue eyes, and she'd always lick her lips to tease him.
"Good morning, are you hungry?" Julia asked, giving him a small smile as she grabbed his arm and yanked him from bed, almost slamming him into a wall. His eyes grew wide as he was moved, finally pausing to rub his eyes. He wasn't exactly hungry at all - He never had time for breakfast before School, and …
Wait a second …
It's MONDAY!
"Oh damn it, I'm gonna be late!" Timmy said, grabbing the clock from his nightstand and seeing 7:58 AM in the window. "I'm supposed to be at the Bus Stop by now! It leaves in two minutes!" He tossed the clock back to the stand, frantically opening his drawers and closet to find a shirt and what he hoped were clean jeans. Julia just stood in the doorway, watching him with a very amused expression.
"Hm, this is rather … Cute." She said, watching her creator panic as he practically jumped around his room to prepare himself. She turned, leaving him to his problem. Timmy didn't even notice she had been there as he grabbed his backpack from the floor, running down the hallway and heading for the door.
"Seven fifty nine, if I can just run faster than the speed of sound, I should be able to make it." He thought out loud, reaching out to grab the door handle, which moved on its own. His eyes widened as he came to a total halt - First he thinks up a girlfriend, and now the place is haunted - Just lovely.
The door slowly opened, revealing Julia standing in the doorway. She grabbed Timmy's arm, yanking him close.
"Have a nice day, my love." Before he could reply, she forced him close and planted her lips to his, giving him a deep, passionate kiss. As she pulled away, she put a lunchbox's handle into his hand, and a piece of Toast in the other. "There's your breakfast and lunch. I'll see you later." She smiled, kissing his cheek. He just stared at her, his face totally red. "Run Timothy, you have school to attend." She said, motioning him to leave. He nodded, turning and running down the sidewalk as fast as possible.
As he made his way to the Bus Stop sign, many things ran through Timmy's mind - For one, what just happened was AWESOME - He could get used to that little goodbye every morning. But still, something else was bothering him about Julia - What made him imagine her? Was he really so lonely and pathetic that he had to 'invent' a girlfriend? He just shrugged it off as he reached the corner, smiling at the other people waiting. It took him a moment to look at himself, seeing the bread and box in his hands.
"Hey, toast!"
(Later that day …)
"Timmy … Timmy? Timmy!" A tall, rather overweight woman was bent over a desk, seeing Timmy sleeping soundly. She slammed her fist down, causing the boy to practically jump.
"I didn't do anything!" He said in protest, the people around him laughing softly.
"Do not sleep during my class, young man!" She yelled, glaring at him as she headed back to the front of the room. "Okay class, we'll have a new student joining us today." Timmy froze at her words, millions of things running through his head.
"If Julia walks up I am gonna just shoot myself." He thought, reaching into his pocket for an invisible gun. Instead of his Gothic figment of his imagination, a blonde girl about his height walked up next to the woman.
"Class, meet our new friend Tiffany. She's just moved into the city. I hope you'll all make her feel welcome."
"Yes, Teacher!" All of the students replied, not using the woman's name for some odd reason.
"Ms. Tiffany, please take a seat next to Tim over there - Lord knows the boy needs at least one female near him." The woman scowled, pointing in Timmy's direction. The boy sighed, mumbling under his breath.
"If you only knew, you fat bitch …"
As the girl made her way into the desk next to him, Timmy immediately turned away from her as she gave one of the friendliest smiles ever.
"It's Timmy, right? I've heard a few things about you." She said, still being ignored by the boy. He just made a grunt in reply, not turning around.
"Like what?" He quietly asked, his eyes moving towards her slightly. She giggled, waving her hand.
"Nothing bad, just a few … Things. That's all." She said. Timmy was about to face her, but was stopped by a loud ring - The final bell of the day. Timmy quickly gathered his books and dashed out the door, hoping he wouldn't have to see this girl for quite a while … Or at least until tomorrow.
Opening his locker was always a chore (since the Janitor found it funny to change the combination whenever he was drunk,) so after about twenty minutes of random numbers, the door finally opened. He grabbed his lunchbox, backpack, and slammed the door as he made his way down the hallway. Surprisingly, the lunch Julia made for him wasn't too bad, although it was immature - A PB&J sandwich, a child-size box of Apple Juice, and a small piece of paper with "I love you" written at least 20 times in very small handwriting.
(After the Bus home …)
The front door slowly opened, Timmy making his way inside. Seeing Tiffany had made the day awkward, and all he wanted to do was take a nap. But deep down, he knew this was impossible as he had a little problem. A Gothic problem.
"I've been waiting, my dear." Julia walked into the room, grabbing him and pulling him into a long kiss, causing his face to turn red as usual. She smiled as she broke the kiss, looking at him. "Have a nice day?" She lead him to the couch, pushing him down and sitting next to him, laying her head in his lap. Timmy blushed, beginning to run his fingers through her dark purple hair (He knew it was what she wanted.)
"Well … Something happened today. It was a little ... Awkward."
The imaginary girl sat up, looking very concerned.
"Awkward? Please explain, my love."
Timmy sighed, telling the story of Tiffany's arrival into class, and the awkward situation that happened afterward. As the tale finished, Julia's eyes were both wide and full of anger.
"So there's some blonde bimbo try to cut in on MY romance life, hm?" She said, clenching her fists. Timmy shook his head, looking nervous.
"No-no! There's nothing going on, I swear! You're my girlfriend, Julia!" He said, sighing. It was times like this he was glad the girl was around - It was cute that she was so protective, and he could almost call himself her boyfriend. Almost. He stood, taking the girl's hand and pulling her up with him. "Come on, I'll prove it. Let's go out for dinner somewhere."
Julia blushed for the first time ever, looking down at their connected hands, then looking back up into the boy's eyes.
"You're actually taking me on a date?" She asked, leaning in close and giving him the most seductive look she could. Timmy gulped, nodding. Was this really a good idea?
It didn't really matter either way.
"Yeah, I am. It'll be fun." He said, Julia now pulling him into a tight hug.
"I love you, Timothy." She said, nuzzling his cheek.
"Yeah …" He said, returning the hug.
"You too, Julia."
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Yeah ..
More!
This stuff if great
And I want to find out what happens ;-;
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Did you need to quote the entire chapter? o_o; Either way ..
Knowing that someone would question why this story was in the Foster's section, I ripped off the series and took one of it's most creative attributes: Imaginary Friends can be seen by ANYONE, not just their creators.
Chapter 3: The Moon and a Milkshake
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"You two behave now!"
"Okay, Mom!"
"Yes, Ma'am."
Timmy's Mom was leaving for the night to meet up with yet another man she had met through online dating. After the divorce, the place was kind of lonely without Timmy's Dad around.
And as for meeting Julia, Timmy's Mom was perfectly fine with it, which surprised him to no extent. She was actually very happy to have a daughter-figure in the home, and Julia was happy that she was accepted into the household.
The door slammed shut, and the two were left alone. Timmy plopped on the couch and flipped the TV on, flipping through the channels. Cartoons, News, some commercial about a Foster Home for something … Nothing good was on. Julia sat down next to him, rubbing against him and kissing his cheek.
"Come on, Timothy … Let's have fun …" She said, smirking at him. Timmy jumped back a little, his eyes getting wide.
"Er … T-That's okay, I'm fine without." He said, although he would love to do something with the girl. Julia's look went from seductive to disappointed as she moved away from him, looking away.
"Fine … But the offer is always open." She said, giving him a grin that showed a fanged tooth. Timmy blushed, turning to the TV and making sure his eyes didn't travel. The girl slowly ran her hand up his leg, smirking at him and cuddling up close as the nervousness made him start changing the TV channel at the speed of sound - He wasn't even paying attention to the picture box anymore, Julia was making him way too uneasy.
"So, we have all night … What do you wanna do, my love?" Julia asked, looking up at him. Timmy shrugged, looking back at her.
"I'm not sure … I don't have much money, so …" He was paused by Julia moving up even closer, sitting on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him into a long, deep kiss … But this was different.
Timmy expected this embrace to only last a few moments, but this surprised him - He felt her tongue enter his mouth. Part of his brain told him to pull away, but the male in him obviously took over, as his tongue moved with hers, the two now in a passionate kiss. He lost all control as he felt himself wrap his arms around the girl, pulling her even closer to him as their kiss continued.
After a good few minutes, Julia finally pulled away, a wide smile on her face.
"I knew I would get a good kiss at some point …" She said, nuzzling the boy's cheek. Timmy looked away, his face redder than ever before. He couldn't believe what he had just did - Wasn't he the nervous type? Was being with Julia giving him THIS much confidence? The Gothic girl hugged him, running a finger down his chest. "I love you, Timothy …" She said, looking up at him.
"I … L-Love you too, Julie." He said. Julia looked up, surprised.
"Julie? Hm … I like that!" She said, nuzzling his cheek once more. "Start calling me that, Timothy. I like Julie … It's a fun name." She said, smiling. Timmy nodded, holding her close.
"Okay then, Julie …" He looked outside, seeing the streetlights were beginning to turn on, the moon beginning to appear in the night sky. "Would you like to go on a walk?" He asked, the girl practically leaping from his lap.
"I'd love to." She said, walking to the door and opening it. Timmy blinked, looking at her as he walked closer.
"Ladies' first?" He said, motioning outside. Julie shook her head.
"No … You, please. The handsome ones go first." She said, making Timmy go slightly red. He shrugged, walking outside, Julie soon catching up and grabbing his hand, their fingers twirled together in the hand-hold.
The crickets chirped as the fireflies made the night beautiful as the two walked through the city streets. Timmy was surprised at the fact that no one else was out, it being only 8, but he just ignored it. He was enjoying this time with his girlfriend, and he didn't really like being disturbed. He shivered a bit as he saw Julie grab his arm, leaning against him as the two kept walking.
"Timothy … Let's go to the park." She said, nuzzling his shoulder. The boy nodded, continuing forward.
(A few minutes later …)
The two looked into each others' eyes as they sat in the soft grass, their hands in each others' as the moon shined on them, making Julie's eyes even more beautiful. The girl leaned in to kiss him, but Timmy put a finger to her lips, which surprised her.
"In a moment." He said, smiling. "Let's just enjoy the sight." He said. The two leaned against each other as they looked into the night sky, seeing a bat fly above them, almost seeming like it was going for the Moon.
"Timothy, I love you." Julie said, looking into the boy's eyes. He smiled, hugging her close.
"I love you too, Julie. I'm so glad you came into my life." He replied, the girl now snuggling close to him.
"Let's go home … I'm sleepy." She said, standing up with him following. He nodded, taking her hand.
"Alright, but let's do one thing first."
(A small shop in town …)
The two were sitting at a small table in front of a building, one large cup in front of them - The two were sharing large milkshake, with 2 straws. It was like something out of a cheesy animated movie, but neither of them really cared. It was an actual date, and the two were happy.
"This has been one of the best nights ever ... And this Milkshake thing is just delicious." Julie said, looking at the boy. Timmy nodded, standing and removing his straw from the cup.
"You can have the rest, I'm full … Are you ready to head home?" He asked, seeing her eyelids were drooping. The girl nodded, standing and grabbing his hand, as usual.
"Alright … As long as I can sleep in your bed tonight."
"I told you that that isn't really appropriate, Julie."
"And I told you that I really don't care."
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So yeah ... I'm working on a fourth chapter. I have another chapter finished, but I'm deciding on whether to post it .. Since I have A fan, it'll most likely come very soon. It isn't canon (storyline-important,) it's just a little off-story for the fan(s).
Knowing that someone would question why this story was in the Foster's section, I ripped off the series and took one of it's most creative attributes: Imaginary Friends can be seen by ANYONE, not just their creators.
Chapter 3: The Moon and a Milkshake
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"You two behave now!"
"Okay, Mom!"
"Yes, Ma'am."
Timmy's Mom was leaving for the night to meet up with yet another man she had met through online dating. After the divorce, the place was kind of lonely without Timmy's Dad around.
And as for meeting Julia, Timmy's Mom was perfectly fine with it, which surprised him to no extent. She was actually very happy to have a daughter-figure in the home, and Julia was happy that she was accepted into the household.
The door slammed shut, and the two were left alone. Timmy plopped on the couch and flipped the TV on, flipping through the channels. Cartoons, News, some commercial about a Foster Home for something … Nothing good was on. Julia sat down next to him, rubbing against him and kissing his cheek.
"Come on, Timothy … Let's have fun …" She said, smirking at him. Timmy jumped back a little, his eyes getting wide.
"Er … T-That's okay, I'm fine without." He said, although he would love to do something with the girl. Julia's look went from seductive to disappointed as she moved away from him, looking away.
"Fine … But the offer is always open." She said, giving him a grin that showed a fanged tooth. Timmy blushed, turning to the TV and making sure his eyes didn't travel. The girl slowly ran her hand up his leg, smirking at him and cuddling up close as the nervousness made him start changing the TV channel at the speed of sound - He wasn't even paying attention to the picture box anymore, Julia was making him way too uneasy.
"So, we have all night … What do you wanna do, my love?" Julia asked, looking up at him. Timmy shrugged, looking back at her.
"I'm not sure … I don't have much money, so …" He was paused by Julia moving up even closer, sitting on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him into a long, deep kiss … But this was different.
Timmy expected this embrace to only last a few moments, but this surprised him - He felt her tongue enter his mouth. Part of his brain told him to pull away, but the male in him obviously took over, as his tongue moved with hers, the two now in a passionate kiss. He lost all control as he felt himself wrap his arms around the girl, pulling her even closer to him as their kiss continued.
After a good few minutes, Julia finally pulled away, a wide smile on her face.
"I knew I would get a good kiss at some point …" She said, nuzzling the boy's cheek. Timmy looked away, his face redder than ever before. He couldn't believe what he had just did - Wasn't he the nervous type? Was being with Julia giving him THIS much confidence? The Gothic girl hugged him, running a finger down his chest. "I love you, Timothy …" She said, looking up at him.
"I … L-Love you too, Julie." He said. Julia looked up, surprised.
"Julie? Hm … I like that!" She said, nuzzling his cheek once more. "Start calling me that, Timothy. I like Julie … It's a fun name." She said, smiling. Timmy nodded, holding her close.
"Okay then, Julie …" He looked outside, seeing the streetlights were beginning to turn on, the moon beginning to appear in the night sky. "Would you like to go on a walk?" He asked, the girl practically leaping from his lap.
"I'd love to." She said, walking to the door and opening it. Timmy blinked, looking at her as he walked closer.
"Ladies' first?" He said, motioning outside. Julie shook her head.
"No … You, please. The handsome ones go first." She said, making Timmy go slightly red. He shrugged, walking outside, Julie soon catching up and grabbing his hand, their fingers twirled together in the hand-hold.
The crickets chirped as the fireflies made the night beautiful as the two walked through the city streets. Timmy was surprised at the fact that no one else was out, it being only 8, but he just ignored it. He was enjoying this time with his girlfriend, and he didn't really like being disturbed. He shivered a bit as he saw Julie grab his arm, leaning against him as the two kept walking.
"Timothy … Let's go to the park." She said, nuzzling his shoulder. The boy nodded, continuing forward.
(A few minutes later …)
The two looked into each others' eyes as they sat in the soft grass, their hands in each others' as the moon shined on them, making Julie's eyes even more beautiful. The girl leaned in to kiss him, but Timmy put a finger to her lips, which surprised her.
"In a moment." He said, smiling. "Let's just enjoy the sight." He said. The two leaned against each other as they looked into the night sky, seeing a bat fly above them, almost seeming like it was going for the Moon.
"Timothy, I love you." Julie said, looking into the boy's eyes. He smiled, hugging her close.
"I love you too, Julie. I'm so glad you came into my life." He replied, the girl now snuggling close to him.
"Let's go home … I'm sleepy." She said, standing up with him following. He nodded, taking her hand.
"Alright, but let's do one thing first."
(A small shop in town …)
The two were sitting at a small table in front of a building, one large cup in front of them - The two were sharing large milkshake, with 2 straws. It was like something out of a cheesy animated movie, but neither of them really cared. It was an actual date, and the two were happy.
"This has been one of the best nights ever ... And this Milkshake thing is just delicious." Julie said, looking at the boy. Timmy nodded, standing and removing his straw from the cup.
"You can have the rest, I'm full … Are you ready to head home?" He asked, seeing her eyelids were drooping. The girl nodded, standing and grabbing his hand, as usual.
"Alright … As long as I can sleep in your bed tonight."
"I told you that that isn't really appropriate, Julie."
"And I told you that I really don't care."
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So yeah ... I'm working on a fourth chapter. I have another chapter finished, but I'm deciding on whether to post it .. Since I have A fan, it'll most likely come very soon. It isn't canon (storyline-important,) it's just a little off-story for the fan(s).
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This chapter was never going to be released. I wrote it for a friend, and just let it collect dust in my laptop.
Yes, I know I switch between 'penis' and 'member' alot, but this kind of story seemed like using 'dick' and 'cock' would just ruin it.
EXTRA STORY: XXX
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"But Timothy-"
"No, Julie. It isn't right, and I'm not doing it."
"Fine, I guess I can go get the mixing spoon."
"… What?!"
Another night of Timmy's mom going out on another online date, and another night of the teen and his imaginary 'love' alone. It seemed that Julie was a little more flirtatious than usual - Usually, she just teased the boy and left it at that, but she's been much more extreme.
A few nights ago, as Timmy was stepping out of the shower, he saw Julie sitting in front of the door, a smirk on her face. He quickly jumped back in, moving the curtain over him and ordering her out, which she did after a moment. Just last night, her pajama top was completely unbuttoned - Her stomach and the sides of her large breasts could be seen, and she could tell this made Timmy uncomfortable, as she winked anytime he went by her. The girl's skin may be pale, but it didn't make her any less sexy.
Julie moved from her spot on the couch onto Timmy's lap, grinding her lower body against his jeans - That's something she'd been doing much more often, too. It took everything in Timmy to not just pounce her - But he knew it was wrong, immoral, and it just shouldn't be done. She was his girlfriend after all, not his slut.
But there were nights where he questioned what Julie really wanted to be.
"Fine then … I suppose you won't mind if I get comfortable then? It is very warm in this room." Julie said, smiling and pulling her sweater up, her purple-laced bra now revealed to the boy. He had accidentally seen the girl's underclothing many times, but seeing anything below her normal dress made him go red.
"Julie, put it back on or change into a shirt, or something … You know this isn't appropriate." Timmy said, trying his best to avert his eyes. Julie gave a pouty look, nuzzling the boy's cheek. Her bra-covered breasts rubbed against his arm, bouncing as they did so. "Please … Please, go change …" The boy pathetically begged. The Goth just giggled, sitting back and looking into his eyes, already untying her black boots and pushing off her striped socks.
"I'll change, Timothy … Maybe into something a little more comfy." She stood, pushing her black skirt down, revealing her black panties with a … Skull pattern? Small skulls covered the garment, causing Timmy to blush - They were very cute on her. She smirked as the skirt hit the floor, the girl moving back to Timmy's lap and wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing his lips for just a moment. "How is this, my love? Any better?"
"My God … I mean, no! You need to get dressed!" Timmy said, looking frantic as the girl kept rubbing against him. The boy sighed, knowing this wasn't going to get him anywhere. "Julie, why do you do this to me?" He asked, annoyed. Julie moved from his lap, sitting across from him.
"Timothy, look at me. I do this because I want you to love me." She said, the boy turning to her.
"Julia, I love you with all of my heart, and-" He froze in mid-sentence - The girl's bra was now sitting on her legs, her large breasts bouncing freely. She smirked, taking the boy's hand and squeezing it, looking into his eyes.
"Timothy … I know you're against it, I know you think it's wrong, but … I love you with all of my heart, and I want to make love." She said, placing the boy's hand on her right breast. Timmy's face was totally red, but he was silent to the girl's actions - For just a moment. The boy gulped, slowly squeezing the girl's breast, rubbing his thumb over her light pink nipple. A soft gasp of surprise escaped the girl's lips as she looked at the boy, giving the most seductive glance she could. "Does this mean you agree, Timothy? Will you make love to me?"
After a good few seconds being lost in thought, Timmy nodded, moving closer to the girl and pressing their lips together, grabbing her and pulling her close, their bodies pressed against one another. A soft moan came from Julie, her tongue moving into the boy's mouth as their kiss continued.
Timmy's tongue met hers, the two moving against each other as their kiss deepened. Timmy felt the girl's bare chest rub against him, and he knew she could tell an erection was beginning to form. Breaking the kiss, Julie smiled at him as she looked down.
"I've been waiting for this day, Timothy." She stood from the couch, looking at the boy as she grabbed her panties with both thumb and index fingers, slowly pushing them down. Her purple hair didn't just exist on her head - Small purple hairs accompanied her moist slit, which was beginning to drip. Timmy's eyes widened as he saw his girlfriend in the nude, the erection in his jeans forming a large bulge. "I see … It looks like you're ready, my love." Julie smirked, sitting back on the couch and taking the buttons on the boy's jeans, quickly unfastening them and unzipping, Timmy's erect penis becoming free, and slightly throbbing from the arousal. A small amount of liquid had already came from the tip.
"J-Julie … I …" He was stopped by the girl putting a finger on his lips. Her breasts bounced with any movement she made, so Timmy's eyes didn't have much time to focus on the girl's face.
"It's alright, Timothy … I'm also the part of your imagination that knows plenty about sex, but you were always too ashamed to admit. I'll make this perfect, my love." Timmy didn't have time to reply as he watched the girl move her body down.
Julie's head went close to him and lowered, the girl taking his erect penis into her mouth. Timmy's body froze - He had never experienced this kind of pleasure before, not even during masturbation. Julie didn't move whatsoever - Her warm breath was making the boy's appendage throb even faster, and her tongue licking smoothly around the head made more of the warm liquid leak from the tip. Julie's tongue moved all around his penis, licking up the liquid that covered it.
"A-Ah … Julie, this is amazing …" Timmy managed to speak through deep breaths, almost losing consciousness as the girl's head began to slowly move up and down on his member, causing it to throb harder as her tongue moved around the entire length. Julie stayed silent as this happened, her movement speed increasing with every moan she heard from the boy. Small noises came from her as she sucked on the boy - After a few minutes, Timmy felt his muscles twitch.
"A-Ah … Julie, I'm gonna …" He moaned through words, the Goth pulling away and looking up at him, grabbing his penis and moving her hand up and down the length slowly at first, before moving it as fast as she could, causing the boy to twitch.
"Yes, Timothy … I want you to cover my face in your cum." She said, her tongue licking the head in a circle as her hand kept moving, causing louder moaning from the boy.
"A-Ah … Oh yeah … Yeah …" One final long moan came from the boy as his penis throbbed one last time, a stream of hot, white liquid spraying from the tip and hitting the girl's cheeks, some leaking down her face. Every stream hit a new area - Some to her lips, some near her eyes, until the last stream ended. Timmy's breathing became hard, the boy could feel now his heart beating faster every second. "Julie … That was fucking amazing." The girl looked up at him, his white liquid still running down her face.
"I told you so, Timothy. But we're not done just yet." She winked, licking her lips clean, taking some from her face to her finger, sucking that finger clean, and causing Timmy to turn red once more. She sat up, smirking at the boy. Timmy looked confused at this, blinking. Julie giggled, running her hand up the boy's leg. "Lose the clothing, Timothy." He slowly nodded, standing to pull his shirt slowly over his head.
The boy wasn't 'built' by any means, but he wasn't a blob, either - Average, if you asked him. Julie smiled as she watched her creator strip, his jeans quickly following his shirt. He slowly pushed them down, kicking them off onto the floor, already showing that he wore no underwear. Julie's eyes sparkled at the sight of the nude boy - This was what she had been waiting for since the day she was imagined. Timmy looked away, embarrassed at being nude in front of the girl. Julie grabbed his arm and pulled him down, pressing their lips together and pulling the boy close, their nude bodies rubbing against each other.
"Julia … I'd like to do something, if that's alright." Timmy said, looking into the girl's eyes. Julia gasped at the boy's sudden eagerness, and slowly nodded.
"That's fine, my love … What should I do?" She asked, watching as Timmy moved from the couch to down in front of her on the floor, sitting on his knees.
"Please, close your eyes Julie." Timmy asked, the girl nodding and doing as he asked. Timmy grabbed the girl's legs, pulling them apart and leaning closer to her soaking wet slit, slowly running his tongue up and down it, collecting any liquid that was beginning to drip. Julie's eyes instantly shot open, and a moan escaped her lips.
"Timothy! Y-Yes!" She said, looking down at boy, whose tongue was starting to enter her soaking hole. Julie spread her legs slightly wider, blushing as the boy's head moved closer, causing his tongue to lick her inner walls, moving closer to her clitoris. Julie's breathing turn into short pants as she placed a hand on the boy's head, pulling him even closer to her. "This is amazing, Timothy …! I love it!" She said, moaning louder, this causing the boy's speed to increase, licking every sensitive spot he could, until his tongue hit her clitoris, causing the girl to scream in pleasure. "Timothy! Yes! Yes, that's amazing! More, please!"
Timmy did as she asked, his tongue surrounding it, him beginning to slowly suck on it. Julie's hand was forcing him as close to her body as possible, this making his tongue's movement become faster. Julie began to scream louder in pleasure, her hips bucking against the boy's head as her head tilted back.
"Timothy! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" She yelled as she held the boy's head close, feeling liquid drain from her soaking hole onto the boy's tongue, Timmy blushing as the liquid ran down his tongue and down his throat. It tasted rather sweet, like honey - This only made him attempt to get more from the girl, Julie moaning nonstop during this. As the boy pulled away and sat up next to her, Julie pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss, the two holding that position for a good minute.
"Timothy … Make love to me, now. I want you inside of me." She whispered into the boy's ear, moving back away from him to look at his body. Timmy blushed before grabbing the girl's sides, gently pushing her down onto the couch. Julie smirked as the boy moved down, grabbing the girl's pale-skinned thighs and pulling them away. Julie assisted by opening her legs, her soaking wet hole dripping onto the couch cushion. "Please, Timothy … Fill me." She said, causing Timmy to blush as he positioned himself over her, slowly sliding his hard penis into her, causing the girl to release a soft moan. "A-Ah … Yes …"
Timmy could feel himself already start to sweat as his grip on her thighs increased and he began to slowly thrust inside of her. He blushed, watching the girl as he moved, seeing her breasts slowly bounce every time he thrust into her. Small moans came from the girl as Timmy's speed increased, getting louder by the minute.
"T-Timothy … Yes … That's good!" Julie moaned, her eyes closed as she felt the boy move inside of her. "Please, touch my breasts as well …" She said, now feeling the boy's cold hands move to the orbs on her chest, squeezing them both firmly - This made her nipples become hardened, the cold air tickling them and causing her to moan slightly louder. "Timothy … Faster, please …"
Timmy nodded, thrusting into the girl deeper than before, feeling the inner walls of her sex, his speed increasing with every thrust. The Goth moaned at every move, her entire body beginning to bounce as Timmy's speed increased. Her breasts moved much faster, causing Timmy's eyes to stay with them and nowhere else.
"Timothy! Y-Yes! Harder!" Her moaning was turning into small screams as the boy's speed kept increasing, his thrusts now becoming much more forceful as she requested. "I'm going to cum! Keep going, please!" Julie moaned, knowing that would also arouse the boy. It must've done exactly what she intended, as Timmy's speed and force became much stronger and faster than ever before, the girl's body bouncing fast and her moaning getting much louder.
"Tim-mo-thy! Y-Yes! I'm cumming!"
That last scream from the girl caused a flow of liquid come from her soaking hole onto Timmy's hard member, the lubrication from it only causing him to move even faster into her until one last, very deep thrust sent him off - Stream after stream of hot cum shot inside of the girl. Timmy froze as his final stream ended, looking down at the girl.
"Julie … I came inside, and … I should've asked …" He slowly stammered, pulling out, a string of cum connecting the two as some of his hot liquid dripped out of Julie's still soaked hole.
"Timothy, don't be awkward." She smiled, sitting up and pulling the boy close. "That was perfection, my love."
Timmy smiled, pulling the girl close to him, their lips locking together as they shared a long, deep kiss. Neither made a sound during this, just holding each other close as the kiss continued.
After pulling away, the two looked into each other's eyes.
"Timothy, I love you with all of my heart." Julie said, pulling the boy down as she lay on the couch, snuggling close against him.
"I love you too, Julia." He replied as he saw the girl close her eyes, a smile on her face. He did the same, holding her close.
"I love you, too."
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I'm nervous about posting this one. I'm fine with sex scenes in lemons, but I tried to be proper in this one ..
Yes, I know I switch between 'penis' and 'member' alot, but this kind of story seemed like using 'dick' and 'cock' would just ruin it.
EXTRA STORY: XXX
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"But Timothy-"
"No, Julie. It isn't right, and I'm not doing it."
"Fine, I guess I can go get the mixing spoon."
"… What?!"
Another night of Timmy's mom going out on another online date, and another night of the teen and his imaginary 'love' alone. It seemed that Julie was a little more flirtatious than usual - Usually, she just teased the boy and left it at that, but she's been much more extreme.
A few nights ago, as Timmy was stepping out of the shower, he saw Julie sitting in front of the door, a smirk on her face. He quickly jumped back in, moving the curtain over him and ordering her out, which she did after a moment. Just last night, her pajama top was completely unbuttoned - Her stomach and the sides of her large breasts could be seen, and she could tell this made Timmy uncomfortable, as she winked anytime he went by her. The girl's skin may be pale, but it didn't make her any less sexy.
Julie moved from her spot on the couch onto Timmy's lap, grinding her lower body against his jeans - That's something she'd been doing much more often, too. It took everything in Timmy to not just pounce her - But he knew it was wrong, immoral, and it just shouldn't be done. She was his girlfriend after all, not his slut.
But there were nights where he questioned what Julie really wanted to be.
"Fine then … I suppose you won't mind if I get comfortable then? It is very warm in this room." Julie said, smiling and pulling her sweater up, her purple-laced bra now revealed to the boy. He had accidentally seen the girl's underclothing many times, but seeing anything below her normal dress made him go red.
"Julie, put it back on or change into a shirt, or something … You know this isn't appropriate." Timmy said, trying his best to avert his eyes. Julie gave a pouty look, nuzzling the boy's cheek. Her bra-covered breasts rubbed against his arm, bouncing as they did so. "Please … Please, go change …" The boy pathetically begged. The Goth just giggled, sitting back and looking into his eyes, already untying her black boots and pushing off her striped socks.
"I'll change, Timothy … Maybe into something a little more comfy." She stood, pushing her black skirt down, revealing her black panties with a … Skull pattern? Small skulls covered the garment, causing Timmy to blush - They were very cute on her. She smirked as the skirt hit the floor, the girl moving back to Timmy's lap and wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing his lips for just a moment. "How is this, my love? Any better?"
"My God … I mean, no! You need to get dressed!" Timmy said, looking frantic as the girl kept rubbing against him. The boy sighed, knowing this wasn't going to get him anywhere. "Julie, why do you do this to me?" He asked, annoyed. Julie moved from his lap, sitting across from him.
"Timothy, look at me. I do this because I want you to love me." She said, the boy turning to her.
"Julia, I love you with all of my heart, and-" He froze in mid-sentence - The girl's bra was now sitting on her legs, her large breasts bouncing freely. She smirked, taking the boy's hand and squeezing it, looking into his eyes.
"Timothy … I know you're against it, I know you think it's wrong, but … I love you with all of my heart, and I want to make love." She said, placing the boy's hand on her right breast. Timmy's face was totally red, but he was silent to the girl's actions - For just a moment. The boy gulped, slowly squeezing the girl's breast, rubbing his thumb over her light pink nipple. A soft gasp of surprise escaped the girl's lips as she looked at the boy, giving the most seductive glance she could. "Does this mean you agree, Timothy? Will you make love to me?"
After a good few seconds being lost in thought, Timmy nodded, moving closer to the girl and pressing their lips together, grabbing her and pulling her close, their bodies pressed against one another. A soft moan came from Julie, her tongue moving into the boy's mouth as their kiss continued.
Timmy's tongue met hers, the two moving against each other as their kiss deepened. Timmy felt the girl's bare chest rub against him, and he knew she could tell an erection was beginning to form. Breaking the kiss, Julie smiled at him as she looked down.
"I've been waiting for this day, Timothy." She stood from the couch, looking at the boy as she grabbed her panties with both thumb and index fingers, slowly pushing them down. Her purple hair didn't just exist on her head - Small purple hairs accompanied her moist slit, which was beginning to drip. Timmy's eyes widened as he saw his girlfriend in the nude, the erection in his jeans forming a large bulge. "I see … It looks like you're ready, my love." Julie smirked, sitting back on the couch and taking the buttons on the boy's jeans, quickly unfastening them and unzipping, Timmy's erect penis becoming free, and slightly throbbing from the arousal. A small amount of liquid had already came from the tip.
"J-Julie … I …" He was stopped by the girl putting a finger on his lips. Her breasts bounced with any movement she made, so Timmy's eyes didn't have much time to focus on the girl's face.
"It's alright, Timothy … I'm also the part of your imagination that knows plenty about sex, but you were always too ashamed to admit. I'll make this perfect, my love." Timmy didn't have time to reply as he watched the girl move her body down.
Julie's head went close to him and lowered, the girl taking his erect penis into her mouth. Timmy's body froze - He had never experienced this kind of pleasure before, not even during masturbation. Julie didn't move whatsoever - Her warm breath was making the boy's appendage throb even faster, and her tongue licking smoothly around the head made more of the warm liquid leak from the tip. Julie's tongue moved all around his penis, licking up the liquid that covered it.
"A-Ah … Julie, this is amazing …" Timmy managed to speak through deep breaths, almost losing consciousness as the girl's head began to slowly move up and down on his member, causing it to throb harder as her tongue moved around the entire length. Julie stayed silent as this happened, her movement speed increasing with every moan she heard from the boy. Small noises came from her as she sucked on the boy - After a few minutes, Timmy felt his muscles twitch.
"A-Ah … Julie, I'm gonna …" He moaned through words, the Goth pulling away and looking up at him, grabbing his penis and moving her hand up and down the length slowly at first, before moving it as fast as she could, causing the boy to twitch.
"Yes, Timothy … I want you to cover my face in your cum." She said, her tongue licking the head in a circle as her hand kept moving, causing louder moaning from the boy.
"A-Ah … Oh yeah … Yeah …" One final long moan came from the boy as his penis throbbed one last time, a stream of hot, white liquid spraying from the tip and hitting the girl's cheeks, some leaking down her face. Every stream hit a new area - Some to her lips, some near her eyes, until the last stream ended. Timmy's breathing became hard, the boy could feel now his heart beating faster every second. "Julie … That was fucking amazing." The girl looked up at him, his white liquid still running down her face.
"I told you so, Timothy. But we're not done just yet." She winked, licking her lips clean, taking some from her face to her finger, sucking that finger clean, and causing Timmy to turn red once more. She sat up, smirking at the boy. Timmy looked confused at this, blinking. Julie giggled, running her hand up the boy's leg. "Lose the clothing, Timothy." He slowly nodded, standing to pull his shirt slowly over his head.
The boy wasn't 'built' by any means, but he wasn't a blob, either - Average, if you asked him. Julie smiled as she watched her creator strip, his jeans quickly following his shirt. He slowly pushed them down, kicking them off onto the floor, already showing that he wore no underwear. Julie's eyes sparkled at the sight of the nude boy - This was what she had been waiting for since the day she was imagined. Timmy looked away, embarrassed at being nude in front of the girl. Julie grabbed his arm and pulled him down, pressing their lips together and pulling the boy close, their nude bodies rubbing against each other.
"Julia … I'd like to do something, if that's alright." Timmy said, looking into the girl's eyes. Julia gasped at the boy's sudden eagerness, and slowly nodded.
"That's fine, my love … What should I do?" She asked, watching as Timmy moved from the couch to down in front of her on the floor, sitting on his knees.
"Please, close your eyes Julie." Timmy asked, the girl nodding and doing as he asked. Timmy grabbed the girl's legs, pulling them apart and leaning closer to her soaking wet slit, slowly running his tongue up and down it, collecting any liquid that was beginning to drip. Julie's eyes instantly shot open, and a moan escaped her lips.
"Timothy! Y-Yes!" She said, looking down at boy, whose tongue was starting to enter her soaking hole. Julie spread her legs slightly wider, blushing as the boy's head moved closer, causing his tongue to lick her inner walls, moving closer to her clitoris. Julie's breathing turn into short pants as she placed a hand on the boy's head, pulling him even closer to her. "This is amazing, Timothy …! I love it!" She said, moaning louder, this causing the boy's speed to increase, licking every sensitive spot he could, until his tongue hit her clitoris, causing the girl to scream in pleasure. "Timothy! Yes! Yes, that's amazing! More, please!"
Timmy did as she asked, his tongue surrounding it, him beginning to slowly suck on it. Julie's hand was forcing him as close to her body as possible, this making his tongue's movement become faster. Julie began to scream louder in pleasure, her hips bucking against the boy's head as her head tilted back.
"Timothy! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" She yelled as she held the boy's head close, feeling liquid drain from her soaking hole onto the boy's tongue, Timmy blushing as the liquid ran down his tongue and down his throat. It tasted rather sweet, like honey - This only made him attempt to get more from the girl, Julie moaning nonstop during this. As the boy pulled away and sat up next to her, Julie pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss, the two holding that position for a good minute.
"Timothy … Make love to me, now. I want you inside of me." She whispered into the boy's ear, moving back away from him to look at his body. Timmy blushed before grabbing the girl's sides, gently pushing her down onto the couch. Julie smirked as the boy moved down, grabbing the girl's pale-skinned thighs and pulling them away. Julie assisted by opening her legs, her soaking wet hole dripping onto the couch cushion. "Please, Timothy … Fill me." She said, causing Timmy to blush as he positioned himself over her, slowly sliding his hard penis into her, causing the girl to release a soft moan. "A-Ah … Yes …"
Timmy could feel himself already start to sweat as his grip on her thighs increased and he began to slowly thrust inside of her. He blushed, watching the girl as he moved, seeing her breasts slowly bounce every time he thrust into her. Small moans came from the girl as Timmy's speed increased, getting louder by the minute.
"T-Timothy … Yes … That's good!" Julie moaned, her eyes closed as she felt the boy move inside of her. "Please, touch my breasts as well …" She said, now feeling the boy's cold hands move to the orbs on her chest, squeezing them both firmly - This made her nipples become hardened, the cold air tickling them and causing her to moan slightly louder. "Timothy … Faster, please …"
Timmy nodded, thrusting into the girl deeper than before, feeling the inner walls of her sex, his speed increasing with every thrust. The Goth moaned at every move, her entire body beginning to bounce as Timmy's speed increased. Her breasts moved much faster, causing Timmy's eyes to stay with them and nowhere else.
"Timothy! Y-Yes! Harder!" Her moaning was turning into small screams as the boy's speed kept increasing, his thrusts now becoming much more forceful as she requested. "I'm going to cum! Keep going, please!" Julie moaned, knowing that would also arouse the boy. It must've done exactly what she intended, as Timmy's speed and force became much stronger and faster than ever before, the girl's body bouncing fast and her moaning getting much louder.
"Tim-mo-thy! Y-Yes! I'm cumming!"
That last scream from the girl caused a flow of liquid come from her soaking hole onto Timmy's hard member, the lubrication from it only causing him to move even faster into her until one last, very deep thrust sent him off - Stream after stream of hot cum shot inside of the girl. Timmy froze as his final stream ended, looking down at the girl.
"Julie … I came inside, and … I should've asked …" He slowly stammered, pulling out, a string of cum connecting the two as some of his hot liquid dripped out of Julie's still soaked hole.
"Timothy, don't be awkward." She smiled, sitting up and pulling the boy close. "That was perfection, my love."
Timmy smiled, pulling the girl close to him, their lips locking together as they shared a long, deep kiss. Neither made a sound during this, just holding each other close as the kiss continued.
After pulling away, the two looked into each other's eyes.
"Timothy, I love you with all of my heart." Julie said, pulling the boy down as she lay on the couch, snuggling close against him.
"I love you too, Julia." He replied as he saw the girl close her eyes, a smile on her face. He did the same, holding her close.
"I love you, too."
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I'm nervous about posting this one. I'm fine with sex scenes in lemons, but I tried to be proper in this one ..
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Well, glad to hear that .. I think. You go fap to an imaginary Goth, and I'll keep writing .. It's nice to have a fan of my original work, instead of just someone else who's into whatever a lemon's based on.
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i found this very interesting and that "extra chapter" was quite good if i do say so sir....
hmm i didn't see any grammar or spelling errors so that's good...
there were a few parts that was a little to easy to read into and cliched lol but all in all it was good =]
I'm hoping to hear more of this...
hmm i didn't see any grammar or spelling errors so that's good...
there were a few parts that was a little to easy to read into and cliched lol but all in all it was good =]
I'm hoping to hear more of this...
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(Back AGAIN ... Damn absences.)
I must ask this rather strange question - The "Extra" Chapter - Would you call it fappable?
Don't ask me why I need to know, and don't try to spare my feelings - I need an honest answer.
I must ask this rather strange question - The "Extra" Chapter - Would you call it fappable?
Don't ask me why I need to know, and don't try to spare my feelings - I need an honest answer.
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tsuyoshiro
FAKKU Writer
Joe-kun wrote...
(Back AGAIN ... Damn absences.)I must ask this rather strange question - The "Extra" Chapter - Would you call it fappable?
Don't ask me why I need to know, and don't try to spare my feelings - I need an honest answer.
Hm...it wasn't bad, the writing was above par and everything, but I would have to say that the storyline of the chapter itself was a bit generic. I've seen/read this type of scenario so often that I can't really call it fappable anymore, sorry.