This choice: Wendy Discovers Dipper (Happy) • Go Back... There was a scraping clang as the shower curtain suddenly moved aside. Dipper snapped to look up from the journal, dropping it, to behold Wendy staring down at him with intense eyes. Despite only being three years older, she was over twice his height, casting an ominous shadow over the young boy. Her hair somehow looked more red than usual, and maybe like it was moving from wind only it felt. She was still bottomless as her massive member hung limply between her legs.
Dipper opened his mouth to explain himself, to offer any pitiful excuse his miserable and guilty mind could think of. However, all that came out was a weak squeak. There was no excuse. He’d been caught red-handed. That he’d discovered Wendy’s secret only made things worse, especially as her musk tickled his nostrils. Dipper merely stood still, heart racing as he awaited his punishment.
Then, after several agonizing seconds, Wendy’s lips curled into a slight grin. “So, whatcha think?”
“Uh… huh?”
“This.” Wendy wagged her hips, making her penis sway between her thighs. “Whatcha think?”
“It’s… um… d-definitely a p-penis,” Dipper stuttered.
“Eh, I’d say it’s more like a hole-punching cock, but yours is fine,” Wendy casually remarked as she reached for Dipper. He flinched away, likely expecting violence, but she just lifted him out of the tub and set him on the floor in front of her. “So, I’m a girl who has a penis. Do you know what that makes me?”
“Um, a f-futanari?” Dipper answered, unsure about this turn of events.
“Got it in one. I bet I can guess what your internet history looks like, hehe.” Wendy knelt before the boy until she was on eye level and put a hand on his shoulder. “Dipper, I’m gonna be real with you. I knew you were hiding in here from the start.”
Dipper blinked. “What? How?”
“I overheard Stan give you the chore, dingus,” Wendy said with a chuckle. “Look, I think you’re pretty cute, and this was my way of scoping things out. It’s like this. See, futas like me can tell when people are aroused by us.” She glanced down, indicating the tent in his pants, which he desperately tried to hide. “I figured I’d show you my cock and see how you reacted. I had a feeling about you, and I’m glad I was right.” Her free hand reached between her legs and lifted her slowly hardening cock to aim the head at Dipper’s face.
“Right about what?” Dipper asked, his mind still racing to process everything as he stared at the one-eyed snake.
“You like me, Dipper,” Wendy said with a broadening grin as she stared at his entranced eyes and blushing cheeks. “And I like you, too. You’re pretty cute for a kid, and I wanted to make sure you were right for me before I initiated anything.”
“Right for you?” Dipper parroted as he pressed his palm to his temple. “I-I’m sorry. Th-this is all happening way too fast.”
“Hey, don’t sweat it. That’s just my pheromones doing their thing,” Wendy assured as she gingerly stripped Dipper out of his vest.
“Pheromones?”
“Yeah. I’m sure you must have noticed the smell by now. That’s my pheromones luring in suitable mates so I can satisfy my urges.” Wendy’s explanation accompanied her careful removal of Dipper’s shoes. He gave no response as she lifted his legs to extract each foot. He was utterly under her spell, at least, for now. “We futas can get crazy horny, yet we’re surprisingly picky about who we fuck.”
“And you… like me?” Dipper asked, holding Wendy’s stare even as she removed his shirt.
The redhead smiled sympathetically. “Yeah, you’re pretty cute, and I like that you’re smarter than most of the idiots Stan scams. So, I figured that for the rest of summer, you could be my new boyfriend. See, I had this one guy, but things weren’t working out. He was super unreliable, and a pretty lousy lay, especially his butt,” Wendy ranted as she slipped her fingers into the hem of Dipper’s shorts and pulled them down, leaving only the boy’s underwear. “But, lucky you, I think your butt is more my style, anyway.”
Finally, Dipper blinked as though waking up from a trance. He first realized that a cute girl’s hands were on his butt. Wendy exerted seemingly super-human strength as she kneaded his soft buns in her powerful grasp, making him whimper. Dipper tried to protest, only to go wide-eyed when he saw Wendy’s shirt was open, exposing her bountiful cleavage. The pre-teen boy’s hormones rendered him slack-jawed as he stared at her chest puppies, barely registering that her cock was nearly at full mast. However, he did notice how his relatively puny penis was standing at attention. His hands were powerless to resist.
“Yeah, you’ll do.”
Before Dipper could inquire what she meant, he once more felt his feet leave the ground as Wendy picked him up. She moved him only a short distance, setting him on her knee as she sat on the toilet. Her hand was on his back, and he realized they were both completely naked, making his blush hotter than ever.
“Dipper, I said I liked you, and I meant it. However, being a futa means I have to keep things secret. If you don’t want to date me, that’s fine. However, it means I’ll have to fuck you so hard you forget all about my third leg,” Wendy plainly explained. “However, if you don’t mind dating a girl who’s currently feeling up your little boy butt with intent to sow her seed in there, then I can make this very enjoyable.” She finished by licking her lips while batting her bedroom eyes.
Dipper had never even had a girlfriend, let alone talked to a girl who threatened to fuck him stupid. To say he was out of his depth was an understatement, and he still hadn’t wrapped his head around a third of what she’d said. However, there was one thing that stood out above the rest that made at least a little sense. Wendy was hot, and he wanted her. So, as teenage boys were prone to do, he let his dick think for him and absentmindedly nodded.
Wendy grinned at the expected answer. It was never a real choice. She wanted him and chose to claim him from the start. Her pheromones already did most of the work. All that was left was to seal the deal. It seemed like fun to have such a cute boy as her plaything for the summer. Not to mention, his sister was just as cute. Speaking of which, Wendy’s futa sense picked up another person watching her with arousal. While she had no problems inviting the other twin to join their fun eventually, she’d rather focus on Dipper for now to seal the deal.
1 Wendy warms Dipper up with some kissing
2 Wendy gets more active with oral sex
3 Wendy can’t wait and bends the boy over
4 Wendy decides to invite Mabel   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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