FOPTA/Make her call you Master

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TimmyWandaCosmaPoofVicky

"Just one more thing," you say placing your cock at the entrance of her pussy. Don't call me twerp, don't call me Timmy. You can call me . . . MASTER!!! Mwahaha!"

Vicky starts to visibly shake. Then the floor starts to shake. Then the living room starts to shake. She strains at the Wanda-bonds, and they start to creak.

"Uh oh," you say.

"Timmy," whispers Wanda from where she's binding Vicky, "I don't think . . . I can hold her . . . much longer. It's like she suddenly has . . . the strength of 100 babysitters!"

You dash from the house faster than you've ever dashed before . . . and that's saying something since you have a lot of practice running away. You quickly duck into some bushes to hide. Looking back you begin to see parts of your house flying apart; tossed around the neighborhood. Soon a pink squirrel (again Wanda in disguise) appears beside you.

"Where are Cosma and Poof?" you ask.

"We thought it would be better to take him-"

"Her," you correct her.

Wanda rolls her eyes. ". . . her to Momma Cosma's. With a rampaging babysitter this is no place for a baby."

"You're probably right," you say looking at the devastation. "I've never seen her so mad. I guess I pushed it a little too far."

"Ya think?"

"I need a better place to hide."

Where do you hide?

Maybe somewhere a lot more distant?


Wishes
Any girl that sees your cock want's you to fuck them. All fairy girls have both a vagina and a penis. Your cum always gets people pregnant. Your cock perfectly fills any pussy you put it in. Cosmo can only wear pretty dresses.