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Gravity Falls: The Lewd Adventures Season One

Summary:

A collection of short smut stories based on the world of Gravity Falls

Notes:

The following is a series lewd stories based of each episode of Gravity Falls. First this isn't a whole series rewrite, I have neither the time or the skill to do that. I will be writing a short fic based on each episode of the series. Some episodes will have multiply stories. Other will only have one. At least one story will be based on the supernatural forces the characters face each episode. Some will be reimagining scenes in the show proper, others will be new scenes set during the episode.

The second thing, is yes this episode will contain non-con elements. This will be my first story as such. While I normally like my porn to have the characters willing to engage in sexual actives. I found it hard to not have noncon elements when pornifitying a show about kids running away from monsters. The first episode has the gnome tie Mabel up and force her to marry them for god shakes. That said, not every story in this will involve rape. I hope to mostly drum out noncon elements as the series go on. Each chapter will be labeled with pairing and kinks for easy searching

Kinks and pairing will update as I write them. Season Two to be it's own fic as not to over load the tags.

Tourist Trapped
Mabel/Gnomes
Gang Bang
non con
Oral
Vaginal
Creampie
Bukkake

Chapter 1: Tourest Trapped

Chapter Text

“Like it or not Mabel, you’re going to marry us,” Jeff said, watching as his fellow gnomes tie up the twelve-year-old girl.

“Ggh no.” Mabel cried as she struggled with the ropes. Her long brown lock picked up dirt and twigs as she was pushed to the ground. The little men were crawling all over her body. “Wait! What are you doing?” The little men had hiked up her sparkling purple cat sweater and the tee underneath. While several of them were messing with her training bra, a few more were pulling her panties off.

“Mabel, it’s what wives do. The more you struggle the more awkward it’s gonna be for everybody.” Jeff pulled out his dick.

Mabel couldn’t help but giggle. “It looks like a little meat mushroom.”

The laughter didn’t last long as Jeff shoved his dick into the girl’s mouth. As a gnome he’s dick wasn’t big. Honestly it felt like playing with a tic tac with her lips.

Jeff wasn’t the only one. The other gnomes pulled down their pants, one was trying his best to fuck her hairless pussy. Her training bra had been pushed up, revealing her bare chest to the other gnomes. They were licking and kissing her nipples. Mabel felt her nipples harden from all the stimulation.

Jeff came, shooting rainbow color splooge into her mouth.., smearing it around her braces. It tastes gross so she spat it out. But as she did that another gnome shoved his dick in her mouth. Meanwhile the gnome at her pussy jizzed inside, and another took his place.

The tiny men were jizzing across her chest and stomach too. The poor girl looked like she lost a finger painting fight.

After six creampies and three facials, Mabel and the gnomes heard the roar of an electric cart. Her twin Dipper rode the Shack’s golf chart. “Mabel, I’m here to- What the hell are you doing to my sister!” The gnome got off Mabel pulling up their pants.

Jeff looked nervous. “Hey there this is just a big misunderstanding. Your sister is just marrying all one thousand of us and becoming our gnome queen. Isn’t that right honey?”

“You guys are butt faces!” shouted Mabel, covered in Gnome cum.

As Jeff monologued, Dipper scooped him up with the shovel and tossed him aside. He cut the ropes that held Mable down. The gnomes scattered as she got up. Rainbow colored cum leaked down her thigh, as well as leaked out of her mouth. Dipper could help but stare as Mabel pulled her sweater down and straightened out her skirt.

“I-I lost my panties.”

The twins got in the chart and drove off in a hurry. As they picked up speed, Mabel liked the breeze against her privates. Their awkward siblings hug was going to even more awkward than normal.

Chapter 2: The Legend of the Gobblewonker

Notes:

Dipper and McGucket
Pee
Voyeurism

Chapter Text

Dipper was excited. He and Mabel were out on Soos’ boat, they were away from Grunkle Stan. And he was sure to get a picture of the Gobblewonker and become famous! First, he needed to pee.

“Hey Soos, where’s the bathroom?”

“Oh, there’s no bathroom dude.

“What! Why wouldn’t you get a boat with a bathroom?”

“No need dude.”

“Yeah Dipper, we’re on a lake. It’s our toilet.”

Dipper groaned. “Alright, but no looking!”

He walked to the other side where he was out of their sight. Looking side to side, he slowly unzipped his shorts and pulled his penis out. The cool lake air felt strangely nice against his genitals. Blushing, a stream of pee came out of his tip. At least no one could see this.

Meanwhile, the Gobblewonker could see everything Dipper was doing. Well, the crazy inventor who was piloting the mech built to look like the Gobblewonker that is. McGucket peered through the periscope at Dipper’s penis and the pee that was coming out of it.

He stroked his beard. He could grab the half naked boy now, bring the head out and scoop him up in his mechanical jaws. Then again, all he wanted was his son to pay attention to him. And grabbing a half naked twelve-year-old boy would get him the wrong kind of attention. His robot dinosaur sank below the waves.

Chapter 3: Headhunters

Summary:

Stan Pines and Mabel Pines
Voyeurism
Showering

Chapter Text

Stan could hear Mabel singing in the shower. He wanted her. Oh god he wanted her. And he was tired of just wanting. He sneaked into the bathroom. Fortunately Mabel was way into the tune she was humming, she didn’t even notice when he pulled back the shower curtain.

Mabel’s long hair was flipped to her front, so there was nothing obscuring her little tushy that she was shaking. He was memorized as her swaying hips to the tune. Stan’s mouth watered. Not actually. In truth, his mouth was super dry. Waxy actually.

His heart skipped a beat when she turned around. But as she flipped her hair he saw her eyes were still closed. Her chest just had a barest hint of breasts, her delicious pick nipples showing. Her pussy was bald, and he could see everything.

 

Stan needed release. He brought his hand to his crotch but he couldn’t feel an erection. In fact he couldn’t feel anything at all. He tried to put his hand down his pants but his pants were a part of him. That’s when it hit him. He wasn’t the real Stan. He was the wax Stan.

And worst of all he doesn’t have any genitals. He sighed. He pulled the shower curtain closed and closed the bathroom door. Stan decided to go watch some tv. Surely nothing bad could happen to him there.

Chapter 4: The Hand That Rocks the Mabel

Summary:

Mabel/Gideon

noncon
gropping
psych
fingering

Chapter Text

“Aw look, Lil’ Gideon has a girlfriend!”

Mabel blushed. “Oh, no no-”

“Aw, you guys are just too much, my lady is just too embarrassed.”

My Lady? Mabel didn’t like that. Mabel needed to defuse this. She thought Gideon made a good friend, she didn’t want to date him.

“Gideon, you know you are a really good friend right?” Mabel emphasized the word friend as if to say that’s all they were.

Gideon lazily looked over at her. “Hmmm.” He began to play with his bolo tie.

“Yeah, like a little sis-” Some kind of wind blew past her hair. “What was that?”

A small smile came to his lips. "What was what?"

"It was… it was wind or something." Her skirt went flying up. Fortunately she was sitting down at the table and no one saw. "There it was again!"

"Mabel, what are you talking about?"

A pair of invisible hands groped at her chest. They were rough and when they kneaded into her flesh, it hurt. “What the fuck!” Mabel shot up.

“Mabel dear, you’re making a scene,” Gideon hissed.

“Gideon, we need to go! I think this place is haunted!” She screamed again as she was pushed back down onto the booth. Her panties were pulled down. Mabel tried to pull them up again, but was distracted by invisible fingers going into her pussy.

Mabel bite her lip, trying to stop any groans from escaping. Sweat ran down her brow as her face became as red as a tomato. Gideon watched, rolling the jewel between his fingers.

“What’s wrong darling? You look a little flushed.”

Tears ran down her cheeks as the fingers rubbed fast. She came, juices sprayed the seat of the booth. Whatever forces that were let her go. She pulled up her panties and dashed to the door, sobbing. Gideon’s eyes followed her as she was running out.

Chapter 5: The Inconveniencing

Summary:

Wendy/Dipper
exhibitionism
flashing

Mabel/Ghost
dubcon
drugged sex
vaginal sex
face sitting
cunnilingus

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Wendy and Dipper sat on the on the self as the chaos broke around the abandoned store. They were eating neapolitan ice cream bars when Wendy said, “Dipper, this night is like legendary.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, just look around. The guys are bonding.” Wendy gestured to Nate and Robbie pouring ice down Thompson’s shorts. “I’ve never even seen Tambry look up from her phone this long. And your sister seems to be going nuts for that smile dip.”

Mabel sat covered in pink powdered sugar, chewing on something only she could see.

“You know Dipper, I wasn’t sure if you could hang with our crew at first but you’re surprisingly mature for your age.”

“Yes, yes I am.” Dipper went to put the ice cream in his mouth but hit the side of his head.

Wendy chuckled. “You know Dipper, for getting us in here, you deserve a gift.”

Dipper blushed. “Oh, really?”

“Yeah, close your eyes.”

Dipper’s heart thumbed in his chest. He closed his eyes and leaned out for a kiss.

He heard Wendy giggled. “Okay Dip, open your eyes.”

He opened his eyes and he was greeted by Wendy’s exposed chest. Her breasts were lightly freckled. Large pink nipples stood out against her skin.

“So Dipper, you like the girls?” Wendy gave her boobs a healthy shake. Dipper made a sound that sounded like a train whistle. Wendy laughed and dropped her shirt. As she buttoned up her green shirt, she kissed the 12 year-year-old on the cheek.

Meanwhile Mabel had crawled herself to a corner. “Hello handsome squirrel,” she said to the ghosts of the old married couple. They looked at each other before sitting among the sugar high girl.

The Old Man pulled down Mabel’s panties and pulled out his dick. As he inserted himself into her, the Old Women pulled down her ghost panties and hiked up her dress. She hovered Mabel and sat on the twelve-year-old’s face.

“Ooh, cold,” Mabel said before her face was smothered by ghost pussy. High off of sugar Mabel didn’t really understand what was happening so she just lost herself to the sensations that was filling her body. She clumsily licked the pussy, moaned at the ghost cock filling her up.

Soon the married ghost came at the same time, not just filling her with slick and cum, but with their essence. Their ghostly forms went into her mouth and pussy, taking control of the girls body.

Notes:

And we finally get to some Wendip. and my first two part story

Chapter 6: Dipper Vs Manliness

Summary:

Dipper/Manotaurs
Gay
Naked Hotspring
Threesome
Large Cocks
Handjobs
Scent Kink
Penis and Balls Licking
Facials

Chapter Text

Tired of Stan and Mabel’s questioning his manliness, Dipper had run off to the Manotaurs to learn the truth about being manly. So far, being manly mainly involved being half naked. He was dressed in nothing but a loincloth. If he bent over the wrong way, his penis and balls would be flashed to the world.

Now the Manotaurs were telling him to take off the loincloth! “It is time for the manly bonding ritual of soaking in the nude. Strip destructor!” As several grown Manotaur watched, Dipper undid his loincloth, letting his junk free. As the naked boy sunk into the hot water, the Manotuars began to undress and get in themselves. Dipper’s nose bristled at the powerful musk coming from their freed cocks. The water rose as the mighty beasts entered.

“Now it's time for part two of manly soaking, the manly jerking each other off!”

Dipper cocked his head, “What?”

"You want to prove yourself a man don't you?" The Manotaurs all stood up, their cock all at attention. "Go on, jerk us off."

The giant smelly dicks waved at his face. He gingerly grabbed one with both hands. The cock was so big, he couldn’t wrap his hand all the way around it. He started slowly stroking him, doing his best jacking off the thick cock.

The Manotaur next to him waved his junk in his face. "Don’t forget about me destructor!” Dipper took his second hand and did his best to jerk the beast off. Rubbing his palm on the underside of their cock, he masturbated them. All around them the other Manotaurs were jacking each other off, the cave filling with the sound of their grunts. Despite himself, Dipper felt his own manhood stiffen.

The intense body order was proving to be too much of a call to Dipper. Doing his best to masturbate two at once, he put his nose on one of their balls and took a big whiff. Drunk on the scent he licked at the smelly, hairy ball sack and did so to the other Manotaur. Coating the two in his slobber.

As their grunts increase, their orgasm built up. Soon Dipper found himself being showered in Manotaur cum. He was left sitting there covered in monster semen with a throbbing cock.

"Destructor looks like it's your turn."

The other Manotuar Dipper jacked off looked at his twelve-year-old cock. "But how, he's too small to stroke."

The other was deep in thought. "Hmmm, maybe we could…"

Dipper gasped as a large index finger touched his privates. He let out slow moans as the Manotaur's finger rubbed him off. With a loud squeak, Dipper came. His body thrashing as he squirted his cum all over himself.

He let out load, tired breaths. "See Destructor, there’s a lot to being a man. Now let's go clean yourself up."

Chapter 7: Double Dipper

Summary:

Stan/Wendy
Deepthroating
Cum Swallowing
Age Difference
Cock Worship

Dipper/Tyrone
Gay
Anal
Selfcest

Pacifica (solo)
Masturbation
Exhibition

Chapter Text

As Wendy wandered through the party she thought, “Free at last.” She had talked Dipper into covering her ticket booth, letting her slip into the teen filled party.

It was the perfect crime. Until she walked into Stan while she was looking in another direction. "Mr. Pines!"

"Wendy, I thought I told you to work the ticket booth."

"Dipper’s covering for me."

"Twice the tickets means twice the money. Get to it."

"Maybe we can have our own party, just for a little bit." Wendy pressed her tips against his chest. "Mr. Pines."

"My office."

Once the two were in the office, they went at each other. The scruff of Stan's five o'clock shadow scratched at Wendy’s face. She knew how to make Stan give her what she wanted. She undid her green flannel, pulled off her top, and then undid her plain bra. He loved her teenage tits.

After letting him feel her up a bit, Wendy undid his pants. The foreplay did it's job, his massive cock was already erect. With tongue work that got her a job at the mystery shack in the first place, the 15 year old went to town on him, locking the shaft and burying her face in his balls.

"Does this feel good Mr. Pines? Is my little girl tongue making your balls feel good?"

"Holy shit yes."

Soon he shoved his whole dick in her mouth. He thrusted fast and hard, tear building in Wendy’s eyes as he fucked her throat. Stan Pines was big, even by her standard. But her lips still met his base.

"I'm gonna cum and you're gonna swallow every drop. Can't have everybody knowing what we’re doing."

She tapped his leg to signal that she understood. And Stan Pines did cum, flooding the half naked teen's mouth with seed. Crying now, Wendy swallowed every drop. Stan pulled out.

Face wet with spit and tears, she gasped. "HOLY SHIT!"

Stan pulled up his pants. "Clean yourself up and enjoy the dance."

Dipper sat on the roof with Tyrone. He sighed. "Do you think we even have a chance with Wendy? I'm twelve; she's fifteen."

"Hey, I don't know. She did show us her boobs though." The clone replied.

Dipper blushed at the memory. “Yeah. That was awesome.I just wondered what it will be like to, you know, do stuff like that.”

“I know exactly what you mean." Tyrone turned to face Dipper. "Hey it wouldn't be weird if we practiced that on each other."

Their faces got closer together. "No, of course not. I mean we're the same guy. That would make it just-"

"Masturbation." The clone finished.

Their lips touched and Dipper felt electricity. Both of their hands went to their crotches, rubbing each other through their shorts. Soon both of them were pulling their shorts down, revealing their semi hard cocks to each other. Dipper found himself on his back as he made out with Tyrone. WAit, shouldn’t he be on top? He thought to himself. But as Tyrone turned him onto his back, he rolled over. He was just too horny. Dipper hiked his ass up, letting his clone feel him up.

Dipper’s member had completely hardened. He felt Tyrone’s own cock press against the entrance of his ass. Soon his cock was in his butt. It hurt a lot. Neither knew anything about proper anal preparation, and had not used any lubing. Not even spit. But as the cock rawed his ass, Dipper felt pleasure in the pain.

Tyrone’s identical hips crashed right up against Dipper’s checks. He could feel something build inside him. Both he and Ty came; Dipper stained the roof while Tyrone flooded his ass with his seed. Naked and sweaty, Dipper and Tyrone caught their breaths.

“Phew, that was intense.” Tyrone took a sip of Peach Cola. “Oh boy, don’t look now.”

Dipper turned to see Tyrone melting. “Oh no Tyrone!”

“Hey, stop being a wimp around Wendy. Do it for meeee.” The naked boy dissolved into nothing.

Dipper poured one out. “Goodbye Tyrone. You were the only one who understood.”

Pacifica could get that stupid Mabel Pines out of her head. Her stupid earrings, her goofy braces, beautiful smile, and chocolate eyes. God why couldn’t she stop thinking about Mabel Pines. Her panties were on the floor and her skirt hiked up as she dug her fingers into her 13-year-old pussy.

“Oh god, I feel so hot.” Pacifica could hear her guests enjoy her yacht. While she was stuck inside masturbating.

“Um Pacifica, can we go to the party now?”

Pacifica’s girl posse was awkwardly sitting in the corner of the room, uncomfortably watching their leader jill herself off.

“I’M DONE WHEN I’M DONE!” The blonde shrieked.

Chapter 8: Irrational Treasure

Summary:

Mabel/Quentin Trembley
Blow Job
Facial

Chapter Text

So after a trying search, Dipper and Mabel had found the secret 8the and a half president, Quentin Trembley. But he was frozen in a solid block of peanut brittle. And he wasn’t wearing any pants. And Sheriff Blubs and Deputy Durland found them too. They were on a train to Washington, locked in with Trembly.

Mabel was staring at Quetin’s penis, which was erect and sticking out of the block of peanut brittle. “Mabel, could you stop staring at that…thing?” Dipper scolded his sister.

“Actually Dipper, I think I know what to do.”

“Mabel, please don’t tell me…”

“Dipper, have I been wrong once on this adventure?”

“No, but-”

“Then trust me Dipper. Just… don’t look, okay?”

Dipper nodded and turned away from his sister. Mabel took off her shirt and training bra, leaving herself topless. She licked the candy coated cock. The peanut brittle tasted fine for a century old candy. While Dipper couldn’t see his sister suck that guy off, he could hear her slurps. With each lick and suck, the peanut brittle became thinner and thinner until… Trembley’s cock exploded. Firing semen all over Mabel’s face.

As the preteen received a facial, the rest of the peanut brittle cracked and broken away, freeing the 19th century man. Mabel smiled triumphantly, the cum from her face dripped down to her flat chest. “I did it!”

Chapter 9: The Time Travel's Pig

Summary:

Mabel/Waddles
bestiality
non con
grinding

Dipper/Wendy
hand jobs
public

Chapter Text

Mabel really needed to win this pig. Like this was true love stuff. She just knew it. Now the carnival man was busy dealing with another customer, so maybe Mabel could sneak into the pin and see if she couldn’t find a way to figure out its weight up close. Getting on her stomach, she crawled under the fence through the mud.

Covered in a bit of mud, she reached her prize. She moved up close. The pig was the cutest little guy Mabel ever did see. She walked behind it and try to ick up to get a gage, but the pig sqirmed out of her hands. He waddled behind her and started sniffing up her butt.

Mabel giggled. “Aw, you're like a doggie!”
The snout then went under her skirt. “Oops. Sorry piggy, that's a no no place.”
She tried to swat him away but his snout pressed againt her butt knocking her to her hands and knees. “Bad pig.”
Mabel felt the pig mount her. Something thin and hard pressed against her butt. It was also shaped like a corkscrew. Going under the fence had caused her panties to wedgie up her butt so she was feeling his skin on hers. The pig humped the poor girl as she struggled to get out. The feeling of his hot pork on her and making her downstairs tingle much to her embarrassment and shame.

The pig came, his hot smelly deed dripping down Mabel’s backside. Having gotten what it wanted, the beast slid off of Mabel and curled up and drifted off to sleep. Sore as hell, Mabel stood up.

The pig carnie was ready to give the pig to the victory. Mabel walked up to him covered in mud and smelling of pig semen. “Guess the wight of the pig and take him home. Bet you can't figure out old 15 poundie.”

“15 pounds.”

“Are you somekind of witch?”

Mabel wordlessly took the pig. She looked at its happy face. “You’re lucky you're cute.”

Meanwhile Dipper was on a date with Wendy! Kind of, okay not really. But they were hanging out. Wendy saw a stuff animal. It was some kind if duck panda thing. Whatever it was, Wendy wanted it. So Dipper stepped up and threw the ball so hard it bounced off the bottles and flew straight into Wendy’s face.

“Ah! My eye!”

“Wendy!”

“Does it look bad?” The redhead asked. The bruise looked like it hurt. Dipper tried to get some ice, but stupid Robbie swooped in with the snowcone, which was probably not actually good for her eye. But Dipper’s date ended in disaster.

But what if he got another chance to do it? Dipper got his hands on an actual time machine. And with Mabel’s help, along with some trial and error; he actually knocked the bottles down. Wendy looked so happy getting that stupid stuffed thing. They walked past the tunnel of love and Corndogs and Wendy asked if Dipper wanted a ride.

So the two made their way into the cheaply constructed corndog shaped boats and into the tunnel the two went. On one side was the duck panda thing. And Wendy’s other side sat Dipper Pines. He looked so cute sitting there. The kid adored Wendy so much. It felt nice. She should really show her appreciation to him more. She could flash him again, but she already did that back at the convenience store. Or maybe she could do what 90 percent of what the girls her age did to boys in here.

“Hey Dip, how about a little treat?”

Dipper blushed. Was she gonna show him her boobies again? “Ah, okay.”

Wendy kept her clothes on. But she undid Dipper’s fly. Dipper’s eyes bulged out of his head as the girl of his dreams fished his cock out of the front slit of his underwear. Spending the day with Wendy had already made the twelve-year-old hard. Wendy was surprised by his size. He was…big. Okay, big was a bit of an exaggeration. But for what she expected of a twelve-year-old, he more than surpassed her expectations. He was circumcised so his cockhead was out for her to see. Kissing him in the cheek, Wendy grabbed the base of his cock. Slowly she pumped Dipper’s dick. Dipper had never felt anything so wonderful. Her hand was warm and all of her callous’ felt so nice along his cock.

Dipper came, shooting his hot seed into the dirty water. A bit of it dribbled down Wendy’s knuckle.

“Thanks for the stuffed animal Dip.”

Dipper was so happy. He hoped nothing bad happened to anyone he cared about forcing him to undo this timeline.

Chapter 10: Fight Fighters

Summary:

Stan/Wendy
underage
age difference
anal

Wendy/Manly Dan
underage
incest
mating press
vaginal sex
creampie
exhibitionism

Rumble/Robbie and Rumble/Dipper
gay
noncon
underage
anal

Chapter Text

Stan was shuffling some cash when he heard a knock on the door. “Come in,” he said in his gruff voice. Wendy walked in. “Hey Mr Pines, my Dad announced a surprise camping trip this weekend so I'm not gonna be able to come in…”

Stan shrugged. “Heh, no big deal. I'll get Dipper to cover ya.”

“That’s good. That's good. Could I still get payed?” Wendy put on her biggest smile.

“Ha, ha that's a good one. No work, no pay. Vacation time is a foreign language to me.”

“Ah Stan the man, please. For me.”

“Once again no. I don’t pay free loaders.”

Wendy bent over his desk and whispered, “I'll let you do it in my ass.”

Stan sighed. “Fine, you win. Lock the door so nobody walks in on us.”

Ha, Wendy loved anal. She would have done it for free. She did as she was told. Once the door was locked, Wendy pulled off her boots, and then slid out of her jeans and panties, leaving the 15-year-old bottomless. Stan mimicked the girl, losing his trousers and shoes too. Wendy crawled into his lap and the two started making out. The heat of her sex radiated on his already hard dick. But her pussy isn't what she wanted stuffed.

Stan fished out some lube from his desk. An eager Wendy bent over Stan's desk, presenting her asshole to him. His thick index finger soon stretched out her backdoor. She let out a low moan as she felt the cold lube coat her anus walls. When he pulled out, Wendy let out a low whine at the emptiness she felt. But she didn’t stay empty for long.

His fat cock head pressed against her hungry hole. This wasn’t the first time he stuck it up Wendy’s ass, so he slid in without too much difficulty. Wendy grunted and groaned with each thrust. Stan was hard and fast, his pelvis slamming onto Wendy’s buttcheeks. He came, firing his load up her insides.

So Wendy had a paid weekend. Her father drove her and her three younger brothers up to the woods. Manly Dan chose a secluded spot in the wilderness, away from where any other people might camp. They were gonna need the privacy. The first thing Wendy did when she jumped out of the van wasn't to unpack but was to strip. Shirt, jeans, and underwear were all removed from her body. She could feel the sun across her naked skin, she could feel her brothers’ hungry eyes stare at her idea body. God she loved this. Freckles slotvhed across her perky tits and ass. Her crotch adorned with thick red hair. She wiggled her ties in the dirt. She wasn't getting dressed until they were heading home.

“Hey kids, quick dilly dallying and get to work. We got a camp to set up,” Manly Dan barked. The kids got to work; Wendy did her best to show off her bod while still doing all she could to get the camp set up. As she staked the corners of the family tent, she stuck her nude butt out for her brothers’ to ogle. Once the camp was all set up, Wendy stretched out her nude limber body, all covered in mud and sweat. She made a show of it, knowing it was driving her brothers nuts. The boys undid their pants, pulling their hard dicks out. Being Corduroy boys, they were quite big for their age. Looking at their cocks, Wendy started to run her fingers over her slit. However Dad had over plans.

“Out of my way boys,” Manly Dan said as he pushed past his sons. “Dad gets first dibs.” Wendy bit her lip. She couldn't agree more. Her father undid his suspenders and his trousers fell to the dirt with a thud. Wendy stared in awe if the longest, latest cock she had ever seen, her father's. Manly Dan didn't wait. He lifted her legs and pressed down on her young body, trapping her in a mating press. As they watched their father fuck their sister into the mud, the Corduroy boys stroked their hard cocks.

With a last few grunts Manly Dan came into his daughter, flooding the 15-year-old's womb. He took his dick out and walked away. The boys looked at Wendy’s sloppy pussy.

“Hey boys, I still got two unused holes,” she said wiggling her ass and licking her lips.

After looking at each other, they raced to their sister, hoping not to be the one who got Dad's sloppy seconds.

Back in Gravity Falls Robbie V was running for his life. Rumble McSkirmish was chasing after Robbie, convinced that the teen had killed Dipper’s father. Dipper was following them, desperately trying to put chaos back into Pandora's Box. McSkirmish caught Robbie and threw him to the ground. With one mighty and swift pull McSkirmish removed Robbie's skinny jeans and his boxers. McSkirmish undid his gi bottom and yanked them down. He took no time in shoving his pixelated cock up Robbie's ass.

Dipper looked on in horror at what he unleashed. He had to save Robbie. Rumble heard a snap. He turned to see the boy. “Rumble, I have something to tell you. Robbie…Robbie didn't kill my father.”
Rumble gasped. “Then who did?”

“What? No one did. I lied to you.”

“Huuuuuh? Then you’re actually a bad guy!”

“I guess I kinda am.

Shocked, Rumble hung Robbie on a tree branch by his hoodie and looked dramatically off to the distance. “My entire journey, a lie. My honor has been insulted. Sensi warned me not to join the path of evil. The boy has led me astray from my teachings. If Robbie V is not the last stage then it must be you!” Rumble dramatically pointed at Dipper, his cock still throbbing.

A bright red start button appeared next to Dipper. He knew what he had to do. He hit it. Life bars appear above both his and Rumble’s heads. He didn't even fight back as Rumble pummeled him. He found himself laying face first in the dirt. He felt something big and hard pressed against his butt. With the lightning fast speed, Dipper was penetrated. The pixelated cock scratched his insides with each thrust. It hurt really bad. “You fuck like a girl who is also a baby! With each thrust Dipper heard a one up sound effect. Rumble finished emptying both his balls and Dipper’s health.

“You truly are the champions of champions,” Dipper muttered

A voice announced Rumble as the winner. “Winners don't lose!” He cheered.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that man!”

Game over was heard over the field. Rumble started to disintegrate back into pixels. “What. No! Nooooo!”

“Game over old friend.” Dipper adjusted his hat.

Chapter 11: Little Dipper

Summary:

Gideon/Mabel
non con
forced voyeurism
macro/micro
masturbation

Chapter Text

This was humiliating Dipper thought to himself. Shrunk into tiny size, he and Mabel were trapped in a glass jar held by none other than Gideon Gleeful. The pudgy little boy burst into his room. He opened the jar and dumped Mabel and Dipper onto his desk. “What are you gonna do to us?” Mabel asked fearfully.

Gideon picked her up. “Ah come on now Mabel. We’re just playing with dolls.” He then pulled off her sweater. Dipper watched in horror as his sister was stripped buck naked. He dropped the nude preteen onto his desk. Gideon unzipped his pants and pulled out his little cock. Standing over the Pines twins he began jacking off.

“Oh come on dude!”

“Ew gross, gross, gross.”

Gideon came. Dipper and mabel ran around the desk, doing their best avoiding the cum raining down on them. Once finished, Gideon zipped up his pants. “I’m gonna call your grunkle. He’ll give me the shack with ya’ll at my mercy.”

After he left the room, Mabel sat down onto the desk and started to cry. Dipper walked over to his sister and handed her his shirt. Mabel wiped her nose. “Thanks Dipper.”

As Mabel slipped on the shirt, Dipper did his best to ignore the erection he got at the sight of his nude sister.

Chapter 12: Summerween

Summary:

Wendy/Robbie/Thompson Tambry/Nate/Lee

underage
orgy
casual sex
double penetration
oral

Summerween Trickster/ Dipper/Mabel/Grenda/Candy

rape/noncon
underage
monster
tentacles

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“I can't-ah-believe that you invited a twelve-year-old to my, fuck, my orgy,” Tambry snarked at Wendy. She was naked and sandwiched between a naked Nate and Lee, one fucking her ass while the other was fucking her pussy.

“I did not invite him to the orgy, I invited to the orgy after party. It'll be fine.” Wendy was nude too. Laying on her stomach, she was licking and sucking Robbie's fat cock while good old Thompson was behind her humping the shit out of her. Her pussy felt really good with his chubby cock thrusting in.

Robbie gave an obnoxious laugh. “I don't know why you give the baby so much attention-ow! Watch the teeth!”

“I like Dipper,” Wend said in a tone that meant the conversation was over.

“Whatever.” Robbie mindlessly dug through a bowl of candy. He picked up a sucker. He must have not been paying attention because not only did he not bother to unwrap it, but he dropped it in his mouth stick first. Robbie stood up knocking Wendy in her face with his boner while he choked. The others were not amused.

“Oh come on man.”

“Boo.”

Thompson sighed. “I'll give him the heimlich maneuver.” He got up and walked behind him. With his erection still wet from Robbie's girlfriend, he wrapped his arms around Robbie as his erection pressed against his bare butt. Thompson squeezed Robbie's stomach, forcing the candy out of his mouth.

Robbie fell over coughing, “I feel awful. I think I should to go home.”

The party was over.

Across town Dipper and Mable were having their own bad experience with candy. Inside the summerween store, the twins along with Candy, Grenda, and Soos, were hiding from the Summerween Trickster. They were doing a pretty good job, until Soos activated one of those noise making decorations. Fortunately it did not have batteries installed. Unfortunately Soos opened a package of batteries and installed them. Then he turned the damn thing on.

This got the Trickster's attention, and he picked up Soos and ate him whole. He turned to look at the kids. “Now you get a trick while I get a treat!” Large straps of black licorice emerged from his back. They reached out and grabbed Dipper, Mabel, Grenda, and Candy. The licorice lifted the kids up and wrapped around the kids bodies like tentacles.

The sweet tentacles made their way closer to the kids crotches. “Why is it always this!” Mabel wailed. It pushed through the bottom of the costumes and went for the girls' pussies and in Dipper’s case, his asshole. The kids screamed as the beast raped them. But as he laughed maniacally, something moved inside his stomach. Soos’ head popped out eating the Summerween Trickster. “Hey dudes, this guy is like, made of candy.”

“You like the candy I'm made of?” The Trickster was crying corn.

“Yeah dude sure,” Soos shrugged.

So then kids were released and watched Soos devour him alive. They rather had been raped.

Notes:

So I finally hot the fabaled tag limit so this fic is finished. Please continue the story at Season One B

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