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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hey, it's almost Halloween time. But before that time comes about, allow me to post some stories based on certain supernatural themed series.
The first will be based on Gravity Falls, and I think you know whichfan favorite couple will be in here. And before you ask, this story was written before the events of "Not What He Seems". So no mention of Stanford Pines here.
“Oh man, oh man, oh MAN!!” Dipper muttered quickly under his breath, a sense of panic building up within him. He and his family had a pretty long night previously (The task of suppressing a Lich into an inter-dimensional wormhole and keeping him there was not an easy one) and he had gotten very little sleep. Only the actions of Waddles (pigs make very effective alarm clocks) roused him awake and got him to realize his current predicament. As he dashed down the street sidewalk leading to his destination, he prayed “Let it be open, let it be open---OH THANK YOU, THEY ARE OPEN!!”
Dipper slowed down to a brisk walking pace as he reached the entrance of Impa’s Cabin, the new game store that had opened up in the small town of Gravity Falls. This particular location was special; other than the usual stock of assorted games, the shop tended to get in rare imports from other countries and various other game related merchandise, such as Final Fantasy messenger bags or Persona 3 related plushies and pins. But the items he wanted were not among those. The one he wanted was indicated by the sign which hung on the store window and said, in bright red letters “Amiibos Wave 1 Wave 2 and Wave 3-NOW IN STOCK”.
“Yes! Finally, I can get a start on completing my collection.” Dipper let out a sigh of relief as he pushed the door open. Within the interior of the store, he took in the sight of a large room literally filled to the brim to all sorts of gaming artifacts. Ahead of him, next to a shelf which contained a series of Dragon Quest based resin statues and model kits, hung various Amiibos on display. “Let’s see…I already have Bowser and Link…just got Zelda. There we go!!”
Ahead, near the bottom hung a single Amiibo, a highly sought one by many a collector; Little Mac, standing with his right fist raised in front of him. The chance of finding that one were very, VERY slim, especially given the tactics employed by collectors who would later sell them on eBay for an obscene amount. But luck was on his side today.
Or so he thought.
As he reached out to pick it up, another hand snatched it up from the display—a well-manicured female hand.
“Wait up, I wanted that!” Dipper protested. The owner of the hand turned to face him and Dipper blushed. Facing him, with the object of his desire in her hands was someone he was very well acquainted with lately: Pacifica Northwest. Dressed in a pink polo shirt and white shorts, the young debutante smiled at him as she said “Sorry Dipper, but you know what they say, first come first serve!”
“Since when do you collect Amiibos? Heck, since when do you play video games?”
“Oh, you don’t think a girl like me can’t be bothered to play video games, Pines?” she scoffed. “I think you should have a look at this.” Fishing around in her purse, Pacifica produced a picture of herself holding a small golden trophy. “What the—Pokémon Regional Champion 2013. Somehow, this does not surprise me.” Dipper deadpanned.
“I called ahead and found out from one of the store clerks that they were getting a new Amiibo shipment in and a few of them were some rare ones. So, I waited in the café across the street until they opened and got the ones I needed. I’m surprised though, a guy like you would have camped outside all night for this.”
“I had some unforeseen complications last night.” Dipper responded with an exasperated sigh.
“Vampire?”
“Lich this time actually.”
“Yeah, that could slow you down.” Pacifica concluded.
“Look, you already have enough stuff as it is, what with your family being filthy rich,” Dipper said. “And although I would normally point out it was at the expense of others, I will skip that part and just offer to pay you for that one right now!”
“Cute. But…I have need of this one.” Pacifica informed him. “I already have 10 of my figures leveled up to 50 and Little Mac is the guy I want to work on to balance my lineup.”
“Oh come on! How do I know you won’t just sell him later on eBay?”
Pacifica raised an eyebrow. “Trust me; I actually know the real value of these. But…there is one way we can come to an agreement.” A very mischievous smile crossed her face.
“I know that smile. I remember the last time you flashed that smile and it ended with me washing guano out of my hair and you covered in incubus entrails.”
“Relax, Dipper, I think you will be OK with this. Are you familiar with bartering?”
As he stood outside the door of the Northwest Manor, shooing away a peacock that had pecked at his feet, the young man sighed. It had been quite a while since he last set foot inside the manor and when he was there he had almost lost his life at the hands of a Class 10 specter. Fortunately for him and the party guests, Pacifica's resolve to break the curse that had plagued her family as well as her wish to redeem their name saved the day. Since then, the two of them have had somewhat odd and interesting run-ins, some of which involved Pacifica finding ways to improve on her family’s reputation. Dipper’s opinion of the young girl had also noticeably changed. But then again, after learning just what her father did to her it was understandable.
The doors opened and a tall man with white hair and a broad mustache greeted him. Next to him was a small chimpanzee wearing a white butler’s outfit. “Ah, Master Pines. So nice for you to come in at such a timely manner. Mistress Pacifica is waiting for you.”
“Oh thank you err---“
“Jarvis, sir.”
“Thanks Jarvis—wow there really are butlers named that.” Dipper whistled.
“Indeed. Please follow the chimpanzee; he will escort you to Mistress Pacifica’s room.” At that point, the chimp butler grabbed Dipper by his wrist and made its way upstairs. As they arrived at the door to her room, Dipper said to himself “I wonder what kind of gaudy trinkets she’s got inside.” Knocking on the door, his answer came as it was pulled open from within; the room had an assortment of various dolls, figurines and pictures lining the walls. Nearby on a shelf were various game systems, some of which were under a glass display and with its own name plate. In the center of the room was a bed with seemingly silk bed sheets and pillows. Before him stood Pacifica, clad in a long frilly pink robe. “I assure you, gaudy is not even tolerated in my presence.”
“And so much for that revelation.” Dipper deadpanned as he stepped inside, the chimpanzee taking his time to close the doors behind the duo. As he looked around, he took in all of the sights and whistled, saying to her “Impressive. I’m even more impressed that you convinced your parents to let me visit.”
“It helps if they are out of town on some cruise. And it also helps if I neglected to mention it to them.” Pacifica stated.
“Good call. OK, so then, about Little Mac...”
“Straight to the point, I like that. Simply put you don’t have to pay me any money for this. All you have to do is keep me happy and it’s yours, no questions asked.”
“Oh great, in other words you want me to be an errand boy?” Dipper sighed. “Sort of.” Pacifica responded a slight blush creeping up, “But I think these errands will more than likely please you.”
“OK so what’s the first errand then? A delivery?”
“Nope…a service rendered.” Pacifica then sauntered over to her bed. Sitting down on the edge, she undid the belt on her robe and pulled it open, forcing a gasp from Dipper. Pacifica was completely naked and, apparently from Dipper’s POV, shaved below. She smiled seductively and spread her legs open as she purred “Your first task- get on your knees and lick my pussy until I say stop!”
Dipper blinked. “Am I so desperate for an Amiibo that I am willing to sexually please a woman that will give it to me no questions asked?”
Dipper blinked again. The answer was pretty obvious.
“Yes. And I’m cool with it!”
Before Pacifica knew it, he was now on both knees in front of her. Placing one hand gently on one of her thighs, Dipper rubbed one finger up and down her labia. The young heiress shivered in delight, pleasantly surprised at the way his touch felt. “OH…you seem to know quite a bit about this already.”
“I read a LOT.” Dipper reminded her as he continued to rub, noticing that her lips had now stared to moisten from his actions. Feeling the heat rise from her most private of areas, Dipper continued his task; placing both hands on either thigh, he moved in and stuck his tongue out, licking Pacifica’s clit briefly. She gasped out blissfully as she remarked “I take it you know a little more than you’re letting on.”
“Yeah, I may have been coached on this…”
ABOUT 3 WEEKS PRIOR
“You’re doing REALLY good there, Dipper!” Wendy gasped out as she leaned back on her headboard. Wendy’s shirt was open and her bra discarded on the floor as she casually massaged her breasts. In between her legs was Dipper, licking at her pussy as eagerly as you can expect from someone in his position. It had started out innocently enough with the two of them watching bad horror movies per usual. But then, a particularly more mature movie was found and after an odd line of dialogue, Dipper asked certain questions and---let’s just say he no longer had any questions about female anatomy.
Looking up at Wendy, Dipper asked her “So, girls REALLY like it if their boyfriends take the time to do this?”
“Yeah we do, big time. Trust me, a lot of issues would be solved if they actually took the time to get it right. Now keep going---AHH, yeah like that!”
“I’m still trying to wrap my head around the ‘friends with benefits’ deal we have”
BACK…
Dipper maintained his oral onslaught, continuing to assault Pacifica’s nether regions now with wicked abandon. The blonde lay back, lovingly caressing his head and urging the young man on. She had dreamed sometimes of a moment like this with Dipper, but felt shamed upon thinking about it. But living out her fantasies now, that shame was now replaced by a desire for more. She soon felt a new sensation as his tongue now breached her outer lips and he continued to ravage her. It was a feeling like no other and soon she would be overwhelmed by something else.
“mmmYESSS!!” she screamed as she came hard, gripping his head closer to her. The orgasm would rock her senses and send jolts of unbridled joy throughout her body. A few seconds later, she would collapse backwards on her bed and let out a few gasps as Dipper wiped his mouth. “Wow, she was RIGHT.” Dipper said to himself. “So uh…what next?”
“I think you know, wise guy.” Pacifica panted. “Drop the shorts and get over here!”
“Well, since you asked.” In one fluid motion, Dipper’s shorts and briefs, along with his sneakers, were discarded in a pile on the floor as he practically scrambled onto the bed and joined her. The two kissed passionately, tongues intertwined and hands exploring all around their bodies. Dipper moaned as she reached down and lovingly stroked his raging member as Pacifica said “So, are you ready to make your next move?”
“I’ve gone this far, why stop now?” Dipper reasoned. Grasping his cock at its base, he teased Pacifica for a bit as he rubbed the head directly across her clit and lips. He then eased it inside of her entrance slowly, watching as a slight grimace of pain flashed on her face. “Are you—“
“I’m fine…just keep going…”
Dipper slowly rocked his hips back and forth, his actions slowly but surely being appreciated by the focus of his attention. He leaned in and continued to kiss Pacifica again, his efforts met with just as much dedication. He eventually increased his speed and she would respond by grinding her hips along with his thrusts, soon wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. The two had now been lost in their own world of carnal pleasure and the deal made with her was but a distant memory. What they enjoyed with one another was all that mattered.
Dipper’s thrusts increased in speed as Pacifica’s moans were more vocal and passionate. He felt her pussy grip his cock tightly and as he kissed her neck, he wondered just how much longer she would hold out. His answer would come soon enough.
“OHHHGODYES!!!!”
Pacifica came hard, and Dipper could fell her explode all over his cock as he continued to fuck her, and before long, he would soon join her as he instinctively pulled out at the right moment—his cock unleashed a large spurt of semen across her belly and pussy, leaving a large mess. Pacifica chuckled and said “I think I can safely say I’m satisfied on my end.”
“Ditto!” Dipper gasped as he collapsed next to her. Seconds later, in his hands he would find the Little Mac Amiibo and a kiss on the cheek from Pacifica as she informed him. “I also should tell you I have a couple of extra Marth Amiibos. Feel like bartering some more?”
“Somehow I think you’re getting the better end of this deal!”
“Indeed I am Dipper.”
“And I’m OK with that.” Dipper answered as he kissed her lovingly.
Hey, it's almost Halloween time. But before that time comes about, allow me to post some stories based on certain supernatural themed series.
The first will be based on Gravity Falls, and I think you know whichfan favorite couple will be in here. And before you ask, this story was written before the events of "Not What He Seems". So no mention of Stanford Pines here.
“Oh man, oh man, oh MAN!!” Dipper muttered quickly under his breath, a sense of panic building up within him. He and his family had a pretty long night previously (The task of suppressing a Lich into an inter-dimensional wormhole and keeping him there was not an easy one) and he had gotten very little sleep. Only the actions of Waddles (pigs make very effective alarm clocks) roused him awake and got him to realize his current predicament. As he dashed down the street sidewalk leading to his destination, he prayed “Let it be open, let it be open---OH THANK YOU, THEY ARE OPEN!!”
Dipper slowed down to a brisk walking pace as he reached the entrance of Impa’s Cabin, the new game store that had opened up in the small town of Gravity Falls. This particular location was special; other than the usual stock of assorted games, the shop tended to get in rare imports from other countries and various other game related merchandise, such as Final Fantasy messenger bags or Persona 3 related plushies and pins. But the items he wanted were not among those. The one he wanted was indicated by the sign which hung on the store window and said, in bright red letters “Amiibos Wave 1 Wave 2 and Wave 3-NOW IN STOCK”.
“Yes! Finally, I can get a start on completing my collection.” Dipper let out a sigh of relief as he pushed the door open. Within the interior of the store, he took in the sight of a large room literally filled to the brim to all sorts of gaming artifacts. Ahead of him, next to a shelf which contained a series of Dragon Quest based resin statues and model kits, hung various Amiibos on display. “Let’s see…I already have Bowser and Link…just got Zelda. There we go!!”
Ahead, near the bottom hung a single Amiibo, a highly sought one by many a collector; Little Mac, standing with his right fist raised in front of him. The chance of finding that one were very, VERY slim, especially given the tactics employed by collectors who would later sell them on eBay for an obscene amount. But luck was on his side today.
Or so he thought.
As he reached out to pick it up, another hand snatched it up from the display—a well-manicured female hand.
“Wait up, I wanted that!” Dipper protested. The owner of the hand turned to face him and Dipper blushed. Facing him, with the object of his desire in her hands was someone he was very well acquainted with lately: Pacifica Northwest. Dressed in a pink polo shirt and white shorts, the young debutante smiled at him as she said “Sorry Dipper, but you know what they say, first come first serve!”
“Since when do you collect Amiibos? Heck, since when do you play video games?”
“Oh, you don’t think a girl like me can’t be bothered to play video games, Pines?” she scoffed. “I think you should have a look at this.” Fishing around in her purse, Pacifica produced a picture of herself holding a small golden trophy. “What the—Pokémon Regional Champion 2013. Somehow, this does not surprise me.” Dipper deadpanned.
“I called ahead and found out from one of the store clerks that they were getting a new Amiibo shipment in and a few of them were some rare ones. So, I waited in the café across the street until they opened and got the ones I needed. I’m surprised though, a guy like you would have camped outside all night for this.”
“I had some unforeseen complications last night.” Dipper responded with an exasperated sigh.
“Vampire?”
“Lich this time actually.”
“Yeah, that could slow you down.” Pacifica concluded.
“Look, you already have enough stuff as it is, what with your family being filthy rich,” Dipper said. “And although I would normally point out it was at the expense of others, I will skip that part and just offer to pay you for that one right now!”
“Cute. But…I have need of this one.” Pacifica informed him. “I already have 10 of my figures leveled up to 50 and Little Mac is the guy I want to work on to balance my lineup.”
“Oh come on! How do I know you won’t just sell him later on eBay?”
Pacifica raised an eyebrow. “Trust me; I actually know the real value of these. But…there is one way we can come to an agreement.” A very mischievous smile crossed her face.
“I know that smile. I remember the last time you flashed that smile and it ended with me washing guano out of my hair and you covered in incubus entrails.”
“Relax, Dipper, I think you will be OK with this. Are you familiar with bartering?”
As he stood outside the door of the Northwest Manor, shooing away a peacock that had pecked at his feet, the young man sighed. It had been quite a while since he last set foot inside the manor and when he was there he had almost lost his life at the hands of a Class 10 specter. Fortunately for him and the party guests, Pacifica's resolve to break the curse that had plagued her family as well as her wish to redeem their name saved the day. Since then, the two of them have had somewhat odd and interesting run-ins, some of which involved Pacifica finding ways to improve on her family’s reputation. Dipper’s opinion of the young girl had also noticeably changed. But then again, after learning just what her father did to her it was understandable.
The doors opened and a tall man with white hair and a broad mustache greeted him. Next to him was a small chimpanzee wearing a white butler’s outfit. “Ah, Master Pines. So nice for you to come in at such a timely manner. Mistress Pacifica is waiting for you.”
“Oh thank you err---“
“Jarvis, sir.”
“Thanks Jarvis—wow there really are butlers named that.” Dipper whistled.
“Indeed. Please follow the chimpanzee; he will escort you to Mistress Pacifica’s room.” At that point, the chimp butler grabbed Dipper by his wrist and made its way upstairs. As they arrived at the door to her room, Dipper said to himself “I wonder what kind of gaudy trinkets she’s got inside.” Knocking on the door, his answer came as it was pulled open from within; the room had an assortment of various dolls, figurines and pictures lining the walls. Nearby on a shelf were various game systems, some of which were under a glass display and with its own name plate. In the center of the room was a bed with seemingly silk bed sheets and pillows. Before him stood Pacifica, clad in a long frilly pink robe. “I assure you, gaudy is not even tolerated in my presence.”
“And so much for that revelation.” Dipper deadpanned as he stepped inside, the chimpanzee taking his time to close the doors behind the duo. As he looked around, he took in all of the sights and whistled, saying to her “Impressive. I’m even more impressed that you convinced your parents to let me visit.”
“It helps if they are out of town on some cruise. And it also helps if I neglected to mention it to them.” Pacifica stated.
“Good call. OK, so then, about Little Mac...”
“Straight to the point, I like that. Simply put you don’t have to pay me any money for this. All you have to do is keep me happy and it’s yours, no questions asked.”
“Oh great, in other words you want me to be an errand boy?” Dipper sighed. “Sort of.” Pacifica responded a slight blush creeping up, “But I think these errands will more than likely please you.”
“OK so what’s the first errand then? A delivery?”
“Nope…a service rendered.” Pacifica then sauntered over to her bed. Sitting down on the edge, she undid the belt on her robe and pulled it open, forcing a gasp from Dipper. Pacifica was completely naked and, apparently from Dipper’s POV, shaved below. She smiled seductively and spread her legs open as she purred “Your first task- get on your knees and lick my pussy until I say stop!”
Dipper blinked. “Am I so desperate for an Amiibo that I am willing to sexually please a woman that will give it to me no questions asked?”
Dipper blinked again. The answer was pretty obvious.
“Yes. And I’m cool with it!”
Before Pacifica knew it, he was now on both knees in front of her. Placing one hand gently on one of her thighs, Dipper rubbed one finger up and down her labia. The young heiress shivered in delight, pleasantly surprised at the way his touch felt. “OH…you seem to know quite a bit about this already.”
“I read a LOT.” Dipper reminded her as he continued to rub, noticing that her lips had now stared to moisten from his actions. Feeling the heat rise from her most private of areas, Dipper continued his task; placing both hands on either thigh, he moved in and stuck his tongue out, licking Pacifica’s clit briefly. She gasped out blissfully as she remarked “I take it you know a little more than you’re letting on.”
“Yeah, I may have been coached on this…”
ABOUT 3 WEEKS PRIOR
“You’re doing REALLY good there, Dipper!” Wendy gasped out as she leaned back on her headboard. Wendy’s shirt was open and her bra discarded on the floor as she casually massaged her breasts. In between her legs was Dipper, licking at her pussy as eagerly as you can expect from someone in his position. It had started out innocently enough with the two of them watching bad horror movies per usual. But then, a particularly more mature movie was found and after an odd line of dialogue, Dipper asked certain questions and---let’s just say he no longer had any questions about female anatomy.
Looking up at Wendy, Dipper asked her “So, girls REALLY like it if their boyfriends take the time to do this?”
“Yeah we do, big time. Trust me, a lot of issues would be solved if they actually took the time to get it right. Now keep going---AHH, yeah like that!”
“I’m still trying to wrap my head around the ‘friends with benefits’ deal we have”
BACK…
Dipper maintained his oral onslaught, continuing to assault Pacifica’s nether regions now with wicked abandon. The blonde lay back, lovingly caressing his head and urging the young man on. She had dreamed sometimes of a moment like this with Dipper, but felt shamed upon thinking about it. But living out her fantasies now, that shame was now replaced by a desire for more. She soon felt a new sensation as his tongue now breached her outer lips and he continued to ravage her. It was a feeling like no other and soon she would be overwhelmed by something else.
“mmmYESSS!!” she screamed as she came hard, gripping his head closer to her. The orgasm would rock her senses and send jolts of unbridled joy throughout her body. A few seconds later, she would collapse backwards on her bed and let out a few gasps as Dipper wiped his mouth. “Wow, she was RIGHT.” Dipper said to himself. “So uh…what next?”
“I think you know, wise guy.” Pacifica panted. “Drop the shorts and get over here!”
“Well, since you asked.” In one fluid motion, Dipper’s shorts and briefs, along with his sneakers, were discarded in a pile on the floor as he practically scrambled onto the bed and joined her. The two kissed passionately, tongues intertwined and hands exploring all around their bodies. Dipper moaned as she reached down and lovingly stroked his raging member as Pacifica said “So, are you ready to make your next move?”
“I’ve gone this far, why stop now?” Dipper reasoned. Grasping his cock at its base, he teased Pacifica for a bit as he rubbed the head directly across her clit and lips. He then eased it inside of her entrance slowly, watching as a slight grimace of pain flashed on her face. “Are you—“
“I’m fine…just keep going…”
Dipper slowly rocked his hips back and forth, his actions slowly but surely being appreciated by the focus of his attention. He leaned in and continued to kiss Pacifica again, his efforts met with just as much dedication. He eventually increased his speed and she would respond by grinding her hips along with his thrusts, soon wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. The two had now been lost in their own world of carnal pleasure and the deal made with her was but a distant memory. What they enjoyed with one another was all that mattered.
Dipper’s thrusts increased in speed as Pacifica’s moans were more vocal and passionate. He felt her pussy grip his cock tightly and as he kissed her neck, he wondered just how much longer she would hold out. His answer would come soon enough.
“OHHHGODYES!!!!”
Pacifica came hard, and Dipper could fell her explode all over his cock as he continued to fuck her, and before long, he would soon join her as he instinctively pulled out at the right moment—his cock unleashed a large spurt of semen across her belly and pussy, leaving a large mess. Pacifica chuckled and said “I think I can safely say I’m satisfied on my end.”
“Ditto!” Dipper gasped as he collapsed next to her. Seconds later, in his hands he would find the Little Mac Amiibo and a kiss on the cheek from Pacifica as she informed him. “I also should tell you I have a couple of extra Marth Amiibos. Feel like bartering some more?”
“Somehow I think you’re getting the better end of this deal!”
“Indeed I am Dipper.”
“And I’m OK with that.” Dipper answered as he kissed her lovingly.
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