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Fowlercest ahead!!! The first nsfw i have ever done omg

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Theresa had been training in the Nomicon all period. Currently, she was shloomped out in the girls bathroom while her friend Debbie faithfully took notes while she missed Calculus. Occasionally Debbie was okay with this situation, Theresa did need to train and become a great ninja, and her friend accepted that. Sometimes. Other times, Debbie soul be a total drama queen about her missing class and how her grades were slipping and how she would be "Theresa Fowler: 9th Grade Ninja" an extra year if she didn't keep it together. Inside the all-knowing book, Theresa sparred off against various doodle-monsters ranging from wolves to dragons. Sweat dripped down the side of her face, not able to be picked up by the ninja mask as it was already sticky. "Huh..." She puffed out after slaying another wildcat. "Last one, and then I want a break." The book materialized a simple wolf for the exhausted girl, which she quickly took down with a slice to the neck. Theresa put her sword away and took off the mask, hopelessly dabbing at her face to try and clean up just a bit. She laid herself down under a tree, and shut her eyes to rest for a minute. It was short lived. "Isn't that just the cutest? The Norrisville ninja taking a break," Theresa frowned and peaked open one eye, praying oh so badly it wasn't who she thought it was. Apparently God wasn't at the phone. NomiResa stood, straddling over Theresa's legs. "What do you want?" Theresa grumbled, both eyes now open. She pulled herself up so her back was leaning up against the tree trunk. There was no reason to worry, NomiResa was contained to the Nomicon, and there was no way for her to get out. "Nothin', just lookin' for a little fun," She grinned in a way that made Theresa feel uncomfortable. NomiResa crouched down on her knees, now hovering above Theresa's thighs. Theresa turned her head away from her twin. "I'm taking a break, if you wanted to fight against me or something." "That's not exactly what I had in mind..." NomiResa purred. Theresa looked back to the other. "What else would you want?" "Huh, I dunno," NomiResa rested her body on top of Theresa's and put her hands on top of the others. "What're you doing?" Theresa's eyes darted around, clearly nervous. "Just having a little fun," NomiResa whispered, closing the gap between their faces. What?! Theresa's eyes widened as NomiResa forced her tongue into her twins mouth. Before stopping to breath, NomiResa bit the bottom of Theresa's lip. She squirmed in response, and when the other let go, she was red-faced and out of breath. "What... Was that?!" She demanded. "Fun," NomiResa looked down at her. "And we're gonna have more." "Like juice we are-- Mmh!" NomiResa silenced her with an open-mouthed kiss. She coaxed the others tongue into her own mouth, and slowly, they became a little more comfortable with what they were doing. That was, until Theresa fully realized who she was making out with. "What are you doing?!" "You're such a liar if you say you're not enjoying this at least a little," NomiResa teased, moving her mouth down to Theresa's neck. She kissed it in several places and then began to bite and suck. "Nngh," Theresa stifled her moan. "Aw c'mon, lemme hear that pretty voice of yours." "In your dreams...!" "No, but apparently in yours. You act like this book stops listening after the lights go out," She smirked, and Theresa grew bright red. "Randy! Oh Randy!" NomiResa mocked. "I would never--!" "But we all know that's where your mind ends up, but c'mon babe, you're pretty cute yourself," She held the biggest shit-eating grin imaginable. "Or is it that Debbie girl?" The Nomi-twin frowned. She hated that bitch that had helped her back into her eternal jail cell. "Neither--!" NomiResa worked Theresa's hands up the tree trunk and took them in one hand above the others head. Now she had a free hand to explore with. "Well it'll soon be me," She said, working her hand up Theresa's twirl-team uniform. Theresa gasped and the cold hand snaking its way up her dress. NomiResa took Theresa's lips with her own again, distracting her as she undid her bra and began to play with her chest. Theresa moaned, muffled by the other's kiss. NomiResa smiled and broke the kiss, satisfied. She worked Theresa down onto the ground again, and pushed her dress up as far as she could, then began biting and kissing all around Theresa's chest. Theresa couldn't help moaning and pressing into a few touches. Heat began to grow between her legs, and she began to grind against her Nomi-self, begging for some sort of friction. NomiResa chuckled. "You could have just asked," she moved her free hands down to Theresa's crotch and let out another snicker with the first touch. "Naughty, you're already wet," she teased, slowly rubbing her middle and pointer finger up on Theresa's clit. She melted into the touch, moaning loudly and arching her back. "What's that? You have to ask me politely," you could feel her grin. Theresa mumbled incoherently. "Hm? You'll have to speak up, dear," "Just fucking touch me already!" Theresa shouted. "Politely," NomiResa reminded. "Please, just fucking touch me," Theresa reiterated, desperate. That was all NomiResa needed. She pushed off Theresa's panties and went to work, rubbing her clit. Theresa huffed heavily and moaned periodically, and every once and a while, NomiResa would change direction and intensity. When she began to feel Theresa tighten up her muscles, she stopped abruptly. "Now what?" Theresa breathed heavy, eyes swimming with lust. "Beg for it." "Are you kidding me?" "Fine, I guess we're done here then," NomiResa released her wrists, and began to move. "Wait," Theresa mumbled. NomiResa returned the shit-eating grin to her face. She pulled herself up with her arms, and her dress sagged back down to cover her newly marked chest. "Make me come. Make me scream for more, please." That was all the other needed. She returned her hand down to the other's clit and Theresa fell back down to the ground. With the first touch came electric sparks, and Theresa dug her nails into the ground. "Nn, p-please," she tried, arching her back as NomiResa slowly worked her body. "Hah, hah," Theresa breathed heavily. "N-NomiResa... T-Theresa," she arched her back more, the tension in her body about to explode. "Aah--! Theresa--!" Her moans came out as short squeaks and her body shook with tremors and she collapsed back down to the ground. NomiResa sucked her fingers clean. Theresa couldn't help but smile, now exhausted and sleepy. She closed her eyes. Theresa woke to the real world, leaning against the bathroom stall wall. She rubbed her eyes. Had that really just happened? Theresa stood up to return to class when she realized an uncomfortable wetness in her underpants. Yeah. That had happened.

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Another fic, sorry guys tf9gn au, fowlham (i guess? i don’t know you be the judge), and introducing nomitheresa or nomiresa!!!!

"What do you mean ‘A ninja without balance will fall?’! That's all you've been telling me!" Theresa grumbled, hands on her hips. "I’m so sick of all this puzzle stuff! Just tell me what you want me to do!" A bright red light began to materialize, and Theresa moved to cover her eyes. When the light faded, an almost mirror replica of Theresa stood, but her hair was down and more messy, as if she had just rolled out of bed. "Okay Nomicon, real funny. Im not gonna ask myself," she crossed her arms at her chest now, and watched her double step closer to her. Theresa didn't even say a word as her twin jabbed her open hand into her stomach, crippling the ninja. "Ow! What the juice?!" She tried to stand herself up, and her double just smirked as the ribbons of the Nomicon wrapped themselves around her. The demon Theresa double smiled at the now helpless true Theresa, flicked her hair, and dove out of the Nomicon. Outside the Nomicon, Debbie waited, cheek resting in her hand. NomiResa snapped up, coming into consciousness in the real world. "So, what'd the book want this time?" Debbie asked, raising her eyebrows. "Who cares?" NomiResa smirked, pulling the ponytail out of her hair. The girl stood up, making her way out of the lunch room, but not before pushing some poor band geek's head into his lunch. "Who... Cares...?" That's so not right," Debbie mumbled, looking at the book left by who she thought was her friend. "What did you do...?" She slid the book shut and tucked it under her arm, intent on following her now wonked-up friend. NomiResa made her way through the hallways, stealing flirtatious winks and smiles at all the boys until she found her target, Randy Cunningham. Sure, NomiResa had a heart, but damn, Theresa had been lusting after this boy for ages, and maybe it'd only be mortifying for her twin for a few days. She'd thank her eventually. Besides, he was cute. Randy looked up from his pal Howard to notice her strutting towards him. "Oh, hey Theresa! Doin' somethin' new with your whole ponytail-thing?" He gestured to his own head. NomiResa grinned and her eyes flashed red, and she grabbed Randy by the collar of his t-shirt. "What are yo-- Mmph!" The Nomicon double smashed her lips onto the boy's mouth, and promptly gave him a tease of a make-out. The grin never left her face as she wordlessly let go of his shirt, released his lips, and turned on her heel to cause more havoc. "Dude, Cunningham, you are the man!" His friend Howard laughed, smacking Randy's back. Debbie watched from a secluded corner as her best friend just wordlessly made out with her long-time crush. What in the world was going on? A primordial screech came from the cafeteria, the band kid who had his head smashed into his lunch was definitely stanked now. "Alright Nomicon, what did you do to my friend?" She asked, opening the front cover. Immediately, she was shloomped inside, landing on her back at the same pillar in the sky Theresa was tied up at. "Debbie! Oh thank cheese, I am so glad to see you!" Theresa spoke. "Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm a great friend," Debbie grumbled, rubbing her back as she stood up. "What happened to you?" "I don't know! The Nomicon was trying to teach me a lesson or something--" She gestured to the words in the sky with her head, "-- and I didn't get it, so this book creates an alternate version of me to teach me some sort of wonked up lesson!" She screeched, hopping around in her confined chair. Debbie quickly helped her friend out of the restraints. Theresa proceeded to rub her sore arms and stretched out her back. "...So this is your all knowing book?" Debbie began. "Doesn't seem so great. Pretty large though, I'll give it that." "Don't mock it or it'll make a NomiDebbie too!" She screeched, covering her friend's mouth with her hand. Debbie guided Theresa's hand down with her own. "I think that's only a ninja punishment," she grinned. Theresa smiled back, and pointed her thumb back to the lesson in the sky. "Any ideas?" "Not unless it literally means balance." "You're supposed to be the smart one." "Hey, you didn't have a Spanish quiz this morning. Half of my mind is still speaking it." Theresa looked at the lesson with a disgruntled face, hands crossed at her chest again. "What if it's like... Oh my god... I'm so dumb...!" Theresa smacked her forehead with her hand. "I gotta go get my balance back!" Theresa took off running towards the cliff. "Wait, what are you doing?" "I'll fix it all, just wait here!" Theresa came to, but not in a body she was used to. She snapped the rubber band off of this body's wrist and pulled her dark hair into a pony tail. "Alright, let's do this," Theresa grabbed the Nomicon and made a beeline for the gym, knowing that's where her double would be. She brought her body's leg up and tried to kick open the door with a great display of greatness, but of course, Debbie was far too short and inflexible to hit the 'push' bar. She ended up just slamming her foot against the door. So much for the element of surprise. Theresa opened the door, and dramatically pointed to her enemy. "NomiResa! You're going down!" Jeez, it was weird talking as Debbie. "Oh, honey, are you so sure?" NomiResa's voice was disgustingly cute, and it dripped with anger. She then pulled out the ninja mask. "Ho' boy," Theresa muttered. The double slipped it on and promptly pulled out her sword. "'Ho' boy' is right, sweetie," She remarked, charging for Theresa. She made a quick roll to the left and recovered quickly. This monster was actually trying to kill her! Quickly her eyes darted around the room, finding a baton in the corner of the gym. If she could only get to it! NomiResa reached into the suit and pulled out ninja rings, aiming for her true self. "Sweet cheese!" Theresa ran as fast as Debbie's tiny legs could take her to the safety of a metal baton. As NomiResa noticed what she was going for, she made a beeline to stop her with her sword at the ready. As she swung it forward, she realized it was too late as metal met metal. "Think you're so great now?" Theresa grinned. "Don't count me out just yet," her twin responded. NomiResa pulled back her sword to try and get another hit in, but once again Theresa countered with her baton, inching out of the corner she was stuck in. NomiResa tried to reach into the suit to give her something to one-up her double, and Theresa saw her opening and swung her baton as hard as she could to the other's head. Before her double reached the ground, Theresa threw the Nomicon to the ground and dragged her Nomi-self to the open page, effectively shloomp info both herself and NomiResa into the book. When inside, her and Debbie took fastened her to the same chair she had tied Theresa to earlier that day. Sharing a quick high-five, they dove out of the book. Theresa came to in her own body with the ninja suit still on, and glanced over to Debbie. "Made it back okay?" She joked. "Yeah," Debbie replied, pulling the ponytail out of her hair. "So, please tell me that the stanked kid in the cafeteria is the only thing NomiResa did..." "Oh, you wish!" "What did she do?!" Debbie cackled. "You may or may not have had a make-out session with Randy Cunningham." "What?!" Theresa screeched, her face boiling hot and even red through the ninja mask. "But there's no time to worry about that now! You gotta save the school!" Debbie laughed, picking up the Nomicon and pushing Theresa to the door with her free hand. "Oh there is plenty of time to worry about this! This kid can destroy the school for all I care! My life is over!" "Quit being so dramatic. I think he liked it."

#rc9gn #tf9gn #fowlham #theresa fowler #debbie kang #ok last fic for today and im working on a theresacest fic next hehe #em writes

Holy shit okay so this is the first time in probably 4 years I have written and posted a fic, so please bear with me, my terrible grammar, and sub-par writing!

But this is a tf9gn au fic, with a little fowlham.

It was the third time this week that she’d had to ninja out. And the 4th time this month Bucky had gotten stanked. Theresa was over this whole “saving Norrisville” junk. If she could just be the super cool and totally hot ninja of Norrisville, that would be great. Theresa stole a look over to Debbie, who had her nose stuck in another book. “Isn’t this where you give me some sort of speech where I should be out saving the school?” Theresa joked, halfheartedly. “No. I have a test next hour that I only had a half an hour to study for,” Theresa rolled her eyes, wondering if her grades would be half as good as Debbie’s if she had any time to study. Windows shattered in the room next to the girls bathroom they were stalked out in. “Shouldn’t you be saving the student body though?” She questioned, turning the page. “Yeah, yeah, I’m going,” Theresa dropped her messenger bag at Debbie’s side after pulling out the ever-popular ninja mask. She yanked it over her hair, and seconds later was in a black and red ninja outfit, complete with scarf and belt. Screams echoed in the hall outside the bathroom. That was her cue. She kicked open the bathroom door with a show of confidence. “It’s time to give it a rest, Bucky! Aren’t you sick of this yet?!” A demon-like growl came from the green monster, overlooking the atrium. A quick kick to the back of his head should knock him down to the first floor and give me time to look for that honkin’ dinger of his, she thought. The ninja ran, wrapped her scarf around an upper rafter and swung her heel right where Bucky’s neck should have been, and the guardrail crumbled as he heaved his monster body forward. A loud crash followed. That was another set of repairs the school would have to pay for. The atrium was just about empty, she noticed, as she swung down to face off one-on-one against Bucky. Theresa pulled out her sword, ready for a fight, as Randy Cunningam, ninja-fan extraordinaire showed up out of the corner of her eye. If Bucky saw him, he’d be taken out, no doubt. A loud grunt came from the green monster, and he perked up. Yeah, it was all over. The ninja locked eyes with the monster, as if daring him to try and make one step towards the student. “Randy! Get out of here! It’s not safe!” Surely he’d listen to the ninja and get his butt outside! “Yeah, okay ninja, great suggestion, and I’ll do that! I just wanna see one fight!” Are you kidding me? His face had a begging smile on it. What a shoob. “I’m sure you can find a window to watch from, just get out of here!” Bucky reached his hand up and swiped at the ninja from the left, and much to her embarrassment, sent her to the ground. The monster took this as an opportunity, and made a beeline for Randy. “Oh no you don’t,” she muttered, grabbing some ninja rings and launching them for Bucky’s back before reaching Randy. “Yeah, I’m the one you want! Over here!” She said, picking herself up. “Come at me, you lousy musician!” Bucky roared in response, charging at her. Theresa bounced off the stairs to her right, and brought the hilt of her sword down atop Bucky’s head, successfully stunning him for a moment. That’s when she saw his trusty dinger tucked away in what was left of the boy’s uniform. First things first, get Randy out of here. She hooked her scarf around a rafter again, and swung forward, successfully sweeping Randy off his feet. Funny, she always thought he’d be doing this to her. His hand rested awkwardly atop her breast until he realized this wasn’t a male ninja, and he instantly blushed. Well, this wasn’t how she saw him getting to second base with her either, but it’s a start. She rested him on the second floor above Bucky, who was starting to stir. “Oh– I-I’m–” Randy stuttered trying to apologize. “Ninja– ninja, you’re a girl? I– I had no idea–” “Now’s not the time, go to the bathroom up here. You’ll be safe there.” “I– I just–” His face grew redder. “Now, Randy!” He awkwardly nodded and took off in the direction Theresa came from. Bucky looked up, seeing the ninja on her feet and above him. He growled loudly. “Really, Bucky? You kind of stop being scary after the first time,” She took out another ninja ring and aimed it to the boy’s dinger with precision. It busted in half, and green stank oozed out of it and sunk into the vent. Bucky, human once again, sat curled up in a fetal position, left with the tatters of his clothing. The ninja reached into her belt once again, and grabbed her phone. “Debbie, yeah, it’s done. Do me a favor? I sent Randy to the bathroom. Go get him after the students start coming back in? Thanks. See you in a minute.” Kids started returning back inside, and quickly a nurse came to the aid of Bucky. Theresa grabbed a smokebomb, and promptly smashed it on the ground. The school day had continued as normal. When the final bell rang, Theresa leaned up by Debbie’s locker, waiting for her to collect what she needed for tonight’s studies. “So you couldn’t have let Bucky thrash around just a little more? Just to destroy class? I mean, I probably got an A but, still,” she began. “What happened to saving the student body and all that junk?” “Please, Theresa, can’t we use your ninja ability for our wants every once and a while?” “Yeah, as if the Nomicon would be pleased with that.” “No one cares about that book, I could give you a thousand more strategies just as good if–” “Don’t say that! He’ll hear you! And then I’ll get blamed!” Debbie stole a quick, sarcastic look to her friend. “–and Howard, you won’t believe it! Remember how I stayed for the ninja fight? Yeah well the ninja saved me–” “Lucky.” “–and she’s a girl! The ninja is a girl! She must be so bruce-dorable, don’t you think? I bet she’s just the greatest. Do you think if I went out with her she’d tell me who she really is? Howard seriously, this is big news–!” The two boys’ voices faded into the chatter of other after-school talks, and Theresa couldn’t help but blush a bit and giggle. “What’s up with you?” Debbie questioned, finally shutting her locker. “Oh nothing, just some boy found out the ninja’s a girl today.” “And how’d that happen?” She asked, a smirk rising on her face. Theresa’s blush grew deeper. “I-I’ll tell you when we get home, alright?!”

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