Gravity Falls short stories
Wendip Tangled
There was always a risk when playing twister with a cute girl. “Okay left foot blue. Come on Dip, you can do it.” Dipper moved around the redhead, hoping upon hope that Wendy did not notice the boner in his pants.
“Right hand yellow.”
Wendy reach over, boobs pressing against Dipper’s face. “Left hand green.”
Poor Dipper had difficulty finding his spot with a face full of lumberjill boob.
“Right foot red.” Wendy was much more nimble due to years of lumberjack training. Dipper’s face was freed from her chest, but now her ass was resting on his crotch. His erect crotch. Panicked, Dipper slipped.
“Oh god, Wendy! I’m so sorry.”
“Sorry for what dude. I love it when a cute boy compliments me." She removed her flannel, feeling his manhood through the jeans. “How about the next round, we go all natural?”
Getting tangled with Wendy, sounded like a good time for Dipper.