S2 Episode 10: Northwest Mansion Noir Part 3: The New Pacifica

Chapter 144: Beginning Initiation

Paula was still young, and after everything she'd endured, it was only natural that she'd be tired. Pacifica put her little sister to bed, tucked her in, and kissed her on the forehead goodnight. With the party still going strong downstairs, Pacifica led the way to her room where, for the first time in years, she locked the door. Her suit was set on the recharging station as she stepped out, only now realizing that her face was still stained with tears.

Smiling sympathetically, Mabel extended her open palm for Pacifica to board. From there Mabel licked her thumb and gently wiped the minizora's face clean.

"Ew, gross!" Pacifica laughed as she pushed the finger away. "I don't want your spit on me."

"Well, that's gonna make things difficult." Smiling lasciviously, Mabel made a V with her fingers and stuck her tongue through it.

Pacifica went wide eyed, weak in the knees, and fell onto her butt. "This is happening, isn't it?"

"So sayith mighty Mabel!" regular Mabel proclaimed, carrying the blonde to the bed where Wendy and Dipper were waiting. "Unless mighty Paz-Paz wants something different."

Pacifica swallowed audibly. "I-I think I want Paz-Paz engraved on all my shirts," she said to the snickering of the others.

"Second thing's second. I'll nit you a sweater. A real sweater for the real you," Mabel said, poking Pacifica's belly and making her giggled. "First thing's first, your virginity dies tonight."

"Meep!"

"Alright, guys." Mabel snapped her fingers. "Let's get a look at what we're working with."

Setting Pacifica on the night stand, Mabel joined the others in stripping. Mindful of their audience, she wasn't the only one who decided to put on a show. She slipped her dress from her shoulders, wiggling sensually as it fell around her. Wendy, having more to work with, groped her cleavage and made needlessly lewd moans to help set the mood. With her top removed, she bent over completely to remove her bottoms, giving a show that would make a werewolf howl. Dipper felt the most awkward about his strip tease. He tried to pull his shirt off slower than usual, but didn't really see the appeal. He tried bending over and shaking his rump, which seemed to get Pacifica's attention. Her eyes grew to the size of dinner plates when he faced her, hands on his hips and pressing his pelvis out.

Unable to decide where to look, Pacifica could only wipe the drool from her mouth.

"Mabel, you should go first," offered Dipper.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, Mabes. You're clearly her favorite. We can move onto the special fun later," Wendy said while pressing her breasts together. Then her eyes fell on the boy by her hip. "Better yet…" She plucked him up by his waist, bringing him up to her face, and gave him a full-body kiss, causing him to squirm and giggle. "Let's give Paz-Paz a preview of what she's in for."

"Just make sure we can all see, okay. I don't want to miss this."

"You got it, little man." Parting her lips with a pop, Wendy extended her tongue and rested Dipper atop it. "Sho guuud," she purred as a finger ran his body along the slimy appendage. Before long she retracted the organ and pulled Dipper along for the ride. Her lips closed around his chest, leaving his top half in the open air and his lower half at her mercy. Her grin was diabolical.

"Nnngh!" Dipper moaned, flinging his head back.

"W-what's she doing?" asked Pacifica, unable to tear her eyes away. Of course, she had an inkling, but she still needed someone to say it.

"She's tasting him, silly." Mabel extended her hand for Pacifica to board. She did, and Mabel brought the minizora up to her chest so she could have a closer look. "Dipper tastes good. Real good. The only thing yummier than him is his orgasm. Mmmh! Wendy's getting a mouthful," she explained amorously, her free hand finding its way between her legs. "That wet tongue is tasting everything it can. It's tickling his feet, his legs, his butt," she giggled, "and his penis. She's probably flicking it around and smooshing it."

Wendy moaned her delight. Every word Mabel spoke was as arousing as it was true. Sitting on her knees, her own hands got to work on her twat and bosom. She kneaded, pinched, and probed, but never lost sight of what was important. Dipper was kicking around at her tongue. His uproarious laughter told her that he was enjoying himself, possibly almost as much as she was. She suckled and slurped to spread his flavor around. She swallowed her building saliva to keep from drooling… much.

Mabel looked down at the girl in her grasp with a grin. "Hey, watch the hands, Paz-Paz."

Pacifica was briefly confused by Mabel's words, only to feel a familiar pressure down below. "Ahh! How did…" She turned a panicked look up at Mabel. "I-I didn't mean…"

"Who are you jealous of?"

"… Huh?"

Mabel gestured at the others. "Who are you jealous of? Do you wish you were Wendy, gorging on my brother's cock, legs, and tight little butt? Or would you rather replace Dipper with Wendy's tongue going to town all over you?" Mabel tittered sadistically. "I know which one I'd rather be." She licked her lips for emphasis, loving the way she held Pacifica's full attention.

That attention was then stolen when both Wendy and Dipper gave especially loud groans. The redhead squirmed, pulling her legs in as her toes flexed and her head whipped around. Hanging upside-down, Dipper's back arched as he gripped the redhead's lips.

"Isn't that cute," Mabel cooed. "They came together. Listen to how Wendy keeps on sucking and how Dipper's still thrashing. She's trying to get all his cum to herself. It's so yummy she can't get enough." Mabel swallowed her building saliva. "I don't like this, Paz-Paz. I don't like just watching my brother be molested like this," she explained grimly. "I should be making out with Wendy. I should be sucking her lips as we share my brother. Our tongues would battle it out around and over him, tugging him one way and then another. We'd massage his body and he'd love it. That's what I want to do, Paz-Paz, but I'm not." She turned a serious look down on Pacifica. "You're gonna make this up to me, right?"

Still wearing her skinsuit, Pacifica had already begun disrobing before Mabel even finished her sentence. Her gaze was blank as though in a trance. Mabel's words had painted such a vivid picture. It was like every online video and story she'd ever consumed, only real and imminent. Her actions were rushed and she fumbled a lot, but eventually, she managed to rid herself of the skinsuit and kick it off to the side, never breaking eye contact with Mabel.

"Whoa," awed Mabel down at the girl in her hands. "You're so beautiful." She extended a finger.

Pacifica snapped out of her trance and suddenly became aware of her nudity. She tried to cover herself and go somewhere to hide, but the 3 pairs of eyes followed her every movement with hungry intent. Mabel's finger stopped its approach less than an inch from Pacifica's bare body and she flinched. Nothing happened. Then she looked up at Mabel's renewed gentle smile.

"May I?"

Unable to find her voice, Pacifica stood and did her best to cover herself. She walked towards the finger. After taking a steadying breath and turning her body away from the other pair, she grabbed the finger and brought it to her chest. "Nnngh!"

Mabel giggled. "Hehe. Boing." She poked at Pacifica's left breast. "You're almost as big as Wendy."

The redhead gave no comment. She merely spat Dipper into her hand and helped him up to watch.

Pacifica continued to moan as her tiny body was poked and prodded by the massive finger. The digit stimulated her in ways she'd scarcely imagined and brought a deep blush to her cheeks. When the digit tried migrating south, Pacifica grabbed onto the knuckle and hugged it against her chest. "This… I-I don't…"

"It's okay," Mabel cooed. "I like you, too."

Chapter 145: Loosening Pacifica Up

To prove her words, Mabel pressed on until she found a wet spot between the minizora's legs. Pacifica cried out and hugged her finger even more desperately. Mabel had to adjust things a little to give herself better access. "I've only really played like this with Dipper, so I'll try to be gentle, okay? We'll start slow and-"

"More!" grunted Pacifica, now starting to hump the finger.

"Girl knows what she wants," Wendy praised. "Don't leave her hangin', Mabes."

Dipper's only contribution was to sit quietly and jerk himself.

"Okay. Just say when," Mabel offered as her finger increased the friction. Pacifica was now fully supported on the finger, moving with the gentle strokes as she humped away. The minizora's breathing grew heavy. Mabel took her now free hand and began prodding at Pacifica's tiny bubble butt. The tiny girl moaned all the louder, which emboldened her lover further. With every finger she could spare, Mabel sought to stimulate as much of Pacifica as she could. She prodded and compressed the tiny girl's boobs, pinched her butt, rubbed at her snatch, and even spared a finger to rub down her back.

"Ah! Ahhh! Oh. Ahhhhh!" Pacifica's breathing grew heavy and she seemed confused as to where to lean. Stimulation was coming at her from all sides, all while something hot was building deep in her core. She babbled incoherently, trying in vain to voice her condition and desires, but all that came out were lusty and wanting groans. In a brief moment of lucidity, she checked on her audience. Both were watching her as they masturbated. In her aroused state, Pacifica actually took this as a compliment. The last straw came when the finger that had been kneading her butt pushed her cheeks apart. It touched her ass hole. "Aaaaagh!"

Pacifica came like a fountain over Mabel's digits. Sticky viscous fluid dripped down between her thighs as her mouth hung open and tongue stuck out. Her face was as red as Wendy's hair and her body was covered in sweat, but she wasn't aware of any of this. Her mind had gone white-hot with her orgasm as she continued squirting.

Careful not to jostle her, Mabel lifted Pacifica up so that she could lick at her moistened fingers. "Wowey zowey, that's good!" She began licking more incessantly.

"Okay. Bored now," deadpanned Wendy as she lifted Dipper up and tossed him in her mouth. She reasoned that this was a slow moment that didn't need to be seen, but truthfully she just wanted a minizora to cum in her mouth again. Her hands found their way down between her legs, stroking her clit and probing into her vaginal lips. "Nnngh!"

Pacifica had finally come down from her orgasmic hi, collapsing lifelessly into Mabel's fingers. She was caught before falling into the girl's mouth, however. The minizora was barely holding onto consciousness at this point. The pressure around her body changed as there was a wind against her skin as she moved. She also heard a voice. The words were distant, but the voice filled her with comfort.

"Hey now, Paz-Paz. It's not sleepy time yet. We've still got so much more fun to have, right Dipper?" She looked in search of Dipper, only finding Wendy grinning like the cat who'd almost swallowed the canary. Mabel stared flatly. "Just can't help yourself, can you?"

Wendy giggled and moved the boy into her cheek. "Like you can?"

"I just did. I could've put Pacifica in my mouth just now, but I didn't. This is all still new to her and there are steps for this sort of thing. One of which involves Dipper."

Wendy shrugged good-naturedly and spat the boy back out again. "Doin' alright, little man?"

Dipper laid flat on his back in Wendy's palm. "I'll tell you when I can see straight." He wiped a glob of spit from his face. "The human mouth is a disgusting place. I don't know why I keep going back to it."

Wendy chuckled and pointed at his half erect penis. "Cuz little Dipper here's calling the shots."

As best he could, Dipper lifted his head up to stare down at his dick. "One day, I will conquer you." That set both the big girls laughing hysterically and he dropped his head back to rest.

"Don't get too comfy, dude. Mabel says she needs you to help with Pacifica. Any ideas what she has in mind?" Wendy asked with a shit-eating grin. "Cuz I've got some suggestions."

"L-like what?" Pacifica asked tiredly.

"Hey, Paz-Paz."

"Welcome back to the land of the living, princess."

"I thought we agreed on Paz-Paz."

"Nah. That's your thing. I'm feeling princess," Wendy informed. "I also wouldn't mind feeling princess up."

"Oh, that was clever." Mabel nodded. "But let's ask what she wants. Well, Paz-Paz. You want Wendy to poke you next?"

Feeling strength return to her limbs, Pacifica endeavored to push herself up. "Ugh. I'm all hot and sticky," she whined.

"That's how you know you did a good job," beamed Mabel. "Then again, staying hydrated is important, even for a minizora."

"On it." Setting Dipper down, Wendy slipped off the bed and walked naked over to the bathroom. After peeking over her shoulder, she decided to channel a bit of her mom and walked with a swagger, drawing everyone's attention to her shapely backside. "Like what you see?" She twerked her ass to the side and gave the cheek a slap. "Yeah, I'll bet. As the most mature person here, I have a duty to show you kids what you have to look forward to."

Mabel whistled. "Hellooo, nurse!"

"Hey, I was gonna say that," complained Dipper.

"Snooze you lose, bro-bro."

"Oh yeah? Well how about this. Hey, Wendy."

"Yeah?"

"Super witty and sexy one liner."

Wendy began fanning herself. "Woo. Be still mah beatin' heart," she giggled. "Be back in a sec, dorks."

"Hey, I liked your one liner," Pacifica said from Mabel's hand.

"Much obliged li'l lady," Dipper said in a cowboy accent, tipping his invisible hat.

Pacifica gave a soft laugh. "This is nice." She turned to look back up at Mabel. "Thanks for this. I'm having a great time."

"Don't thank me yet, Paz-Paz. We're not stopping until we save you from being a volcano sacrifice."

"Huh?"

"She means until you're not a virgin anymore," clarified Dipper.

"Oh." Pacifica's eyes shifted between the twins. "So…"

"Don't worry. We'll get there," Mabel cooed and patted Pacifica's head. "Just be patient. You and I still have a few things to do before you're ready for Dipper. That boy's only been with big girls and has no concept of gentleness."

"Hey, I'm plenty gentle," Dipper argued. "At least to start. Problem is my big girls like it when I get wild."

"What is wild for a minizora?" Pacifica asked.

"I guess its when you start flopping like a fish out of water. Show the big people that they're not the only ones who can do the pushing. In fact, it kinda looked like you were pretty close in Mabel's fingers."

"I was?"

"Yeah. The way you were grabbing on and trying to take charge," he explained while making a humping motion. "Basically that, only from inside an orifice. Mouth or lower."

After speaking so casually in the nude for so long, a blush finally returned to Pacifica's face.

Wendy finally emerged from the bathroom. "I'm back guys. And I bring the gift of ice water." She held up two clear glasses, and then leveled a flat stare on Pacifica. "You have an ice machine in your bathroom. Why do you have an ice machine in your bathroom?"

"Uh, you mean besides for situations like this one?" Pacifica asked meekly.

"… Yes. Besides right now." Wendy sat back on the bed. One glass was given to Mabel while the other was offered down to Dipper. The minizora dunked his head in, drank, and then did a cute shiver dance. Wendy downed half of what remained before setting the rest on the nightstand on her side of the bed.

Mabel did the same, or at least tried. Pacifica actually jumped into the ice water and gave herself a brief scrub. At first, the brunette was confused, and then she caught a coy smile from the blonde minizora. "Oh, you're a naughty one," she tittered.

Pacifica, refreshed and cleaner, climbed out of the glass and watched attentively as Mabel brought the drink to her lips. The minizora stared transfixed as the girl gulped, tracking the swelling of her throat with every swallow. Before she knew it, only the ice was left.

Mabel made a satisfied "Ahh" and looked between her two tiny lovers. "Minizora flavored water is best water."

That was all the argument Wendy needed to drop Dipper back into the glass and drink around him. "Mmh. Tasty."

Chapter 146: Taste the Girl

Pacifica was enraptured as she watched Wendy and Dipper play. It seemed like the best word. Dipper was pulling back within the glass and kicking at Wendy's lips to keep from going down, but he was laughing even as he shivered. Wendy was smiling as well, trying to control her giggles to avoid spilling her drink. There was only love and trust in their eyes. "I want that," Pacifica said without thinking.

"Oh? Which part?" Mabel asked eagerly.

Pacifica swallowed her apprehension and turned to her girlfriend. "H-he's not afraid of her. She might eat him, but it's just a game. He's her minizora and he loves it." Pacifica stepped forward and put a hand on Mabel's thumb, looking her square in the eye. "I'd like that, too."

Mabel nodded. "We'll go slow, okay." She brought her palm up to her face, opened her mouth wide, and extended her tongue. Her lips were curled up in an anticipatory grin.

Pacifica went bug-eyed as she beheld the dank and cavernous maw. The pearly white teeth that could tear her apart, the occasional oozing drops of saliva, the hot breath, how her uvula twitched just in front of the abyssal throat, and that undulating slimy tongue that would soon subject her to all sorts of things. She wanted all of it. "O-okay. H-here goes!" Psyching herself up, Pacifica stepped out onto the slimy appendage. It twitched beneath her bare foot. The slimy saliva was a little off-putting, but the way Mabel moaned her approval was invigorating. The minizora ground her foot against the taste buds for added effect. "Do I taste that good?" She stumbled back when Mabel retracted her tongue.

Mabel turned to Dipper and Wendy who had finally ceased their little game. "That confirms it. All minizora taste good."

"Tell me about it," replied Wendy. "No seriously. Details!"

Mabel turned a thoughtful look on Pacifica, finding her just as expectant. "I guess take Dipper's more salty flavor and make it a bit more sweet and creamy." She licked her lips. "You know they're gonna taste grate together."

"Just remember to breathe," urged Dipper. "If it feels like it's too much, just tap at Mabel's teeth. She'll get the message and spit you out. Other than that, don't forget that you're a minizora and Mabel cares for you. She wants to make you feel good, so just go with the flow and let her."

Pacifica nodded. "Thanks. Anything else?"

Dipper gave them both a thumb's up. "Have fun."

"Right." Mabel opened her mouth again.

Heart racing, Pacifica stepped forward again. The tongue was wobbly and it was hard to keep her balance. In the end she decided it would just be easier to crawl on all fours. Mabel giggled and moaned, which in turn made Pacifica titter at the absurdity of her situation. "I'm crawling into a mouth, and I can hardly wait." A shadow cast when the teeth hung overhead. The temperature rose with the humidity and a glob dropped down into her hair. "Ugh! Gro-Eep!" She yelped when the tongue tip flicked at her ass and startled her deeper in. "Hey, no fair."

Mabel gave no response, much to Pacifica's confusion.

"Say its okay," called Dipper. "You walked in, but you still gotta say it. After that, there's no turning back," he warned with a smirk. "You're all hers."

Pacifica didn't even hesitate. "I'm yours!"

The teeth fell with a chomp and Pacifica was cast in darkness. The tongue floor lurched up and pinned her to the roof of the mouth as the great appendage dragged itself all across her form. Mabel's moans reverberated through Pacifica's bones as she was subjected bodily to the taste buds caressing her body. Every touch contributed to her building inner heat. She tried to thrash around as volts of sensation shot through her body, but the tongue was too strong. When it finally let her down, she dropped and gasped in the stale air, but found it still surprisingly easy to breathe.

Pacifica's respite was short lived as the tongue knocked her into the cheek. Again she was pinned, only thist time the extended lick was against her back. The friction of the tongue pulling along her sensitive skin was divine. "More!" she cried, uncertain if she could be heard. Even when Mabel wasn't moaning, which was rare, Pacifica could still hear the sounds of the girl's breathing and bodily functions amplified. Everywhere was Mabel. Mabel was everything. As such, Pacifica tried pushing her butt out against the tongue to encourage it. The tongue accepted and began probing more deliberately at her ass. It flicked at her butt cheeks, pushed them apart to probe her anus, and slipped downward to tease at her slit. Pacifica cried out in orgasmic bliss as she came across the probing appendage.

"Mmm," moaned Mabel, cheeks flushed and eyes dazed. "Tashtes even bettew fwesh fwom da saus."

"Nnngh! You're torturing me, girl," moaned Wendy. One hand was back down between her legs while the other rubbed Dipper's back against her nipple. She was trying to be courteous and let him watch, but Mabel's actions were just too hot to bear.

Dipper struggled to speak as he was slid about. "I wanna hear her say it. Let's hear her first time."

Mabel nodded and extended the minizora out on her tongue. She had to cross her eyes to see the little blonde panting helplessly on her pink appendage. Slowly she oozed the blonde onto her hand for a better look, and what she saw made her heart flutter. Still exhausted from her orgasm and full-body massage, just as Dipper would be, Pacifica reached out for Mabel with longing in her eyes.

"C-cold."

Starting to tear up, Mabel didn't hesitate to send Pacifica back in. She suckled the minizora like she was the sweetest of candies, extracting every last trace of flavor she could find. Mabel tried being gentle, as she would with Dipper at this stage, but it was hard. Pacifica's body was a treasure trove of new discoveries, flavors, and textures. It was like she was continuously being awed by how this minizora wasn't her brother, different, yet still embodying everything that she loved about having him in her mouth.

"Shooow guuud!"

Pacifica tried to move, tried to use what strength she could recover to reciprocate Mabel's affections, but the mouth was just too powerful. Taking Dipper's advice, she let her body go limp and be tossed around. It was like a lewder version of the current pool at a water park. Pacifica need only lie back and let Mabel's mouth take her wherever it pleased. Every destination was at least as good as the last as her body was engulfed, teased, and all around played with. Sometimes her body would spasm when Mabel did something that felt extra good, prompting her to try that same thing again, only more experimentally. Mabel was learning about her, committing her body to memory to ensure maximum pleasure for all future encounters. Maybe it was the years of physical deprivation, but knowing that she was being appreciated to this degree sent Pacifica over the top and she came again.

Everyone knew every time that Pacifica climaxed, because that was when Mabel moaned the loudest. Her hands were adorably cupping her cheeks as her body swayed. She hummed some cheesy love ballad and threw her head about. No attention was given to her own erogenous zones. All her focused remained squarely on the girl in her mouth. Every now and then she'd part her lips and suck in a breath for Pacifica's sake, but otherwise all her attention remained on maximizing mutual gratification.

"I can't tell who I'm more jealous of," Wendy confessed to Dipper. She stopped using him to massage her tit and brought him up to eye level, both parties looking awfully hot and bothered. "If I got shrunk, you'd protect me in Mabel's mouth, right?"

Cock painfully erect, Dipper ignored it and reached out for his girlfriend. "With my everything."

Rather than eating him again, Wendy applied licks up his body. Her lips briefly closed around his torso before slipping off again. She repeated the motion like he was a cock she was trying to tease, though in her mind it was meant as a kind of kiss. She needed to taste him, needed to make him feel as good as his words did for her.

Chapter 147: Dipper and Pacifica

After going on another water run, Pacifica was spat out and cleaned off to the best of Mabel's ability. The ice water did wonders for waking the girl up and her minizora endurance got her back on her feet in no time. Dipper, though less dirty, was nonetheless given his own bath. When the two of them were finally cleaned and set down on the soft bed, their giant girlfriends clinked their glasses in a toast before downing their contents. When their girlfriends made sounds of satisfaction and stared down upon them, the minizora finally realized just how close they were to one another.

Pacifica swallowed as she looked over Dipper's naked body. It wasn't different from the last time. He was still cute, muscled where it mattered, and had mighty fetching features. However, this time there was the added pressure of expectation. The two giant girls were gazing down at them, cheeks flushed, hearts pumping, and eyes wide with lustful desire. Pacifica looked up at Mabel, smiling and eager, and then down to Dipper, reserved yet hopeful.

"Just so you know. If you don't-"

"Shut it!" Pacifica cut in, a bit of her old spoiled self bleeding through. "You keep saying I can back out whenever I want. I get it already," she huffed. "I love that I finally have a choice, but I'm choosing to be what I am: a minizora. That means I do what she," she pointed at Mabel, "wants. I want to make her happy. She deserves it for all she's done for me. And you're no different. Now," she forcefully stomped down on the blanket and pointed at a spot in front of her, "g-get over here a-a-and f-fuck me!"

"You heard the princess. Best get that butt in gear, little man."

"Well, if Wendy says so, then I guess I've got no choice but to learn what blonde tastes like." Dipper wiggled his tongue suggestively, making Pacifica blush all the harder.

"J-just hurry it up, will ya."

Despite his confident swagger, Dipper was very nervous. He'd never had sex like this before. In the past he'd either let himself be used as a toy or maybe he'd be allowed to put his tiny magic hands to work. Now his hands were regular-sized, relatively speaking. Would they still have the same magic? By minizora standards he was pretty tough. Could Pacifica handle him? He tried to dismiss such concerns from his face, not wanting to aggravate Pacifica's own apprehensiveness.

Finally, Dipper arrived before the minizora and gave a halfhearted laugh. "Wow. Mabel was right. You really are beautiful."

Pacifica averted her gaze. "You're just saying that."

"Yeah, cuz it's true. You know, back when we were still enemies, Mabel was pretty jealous about how big your chest was." Dipper slowly reached out with the intent to grope. His hand hovered over the blonde's teat, giving her a chance to refuse, but ultimately he took hold and sank his fingers into her pert boob. "Oh wow, you're soft!"

"Ngh, really?" Pacifica grabbed Dipper's wrist and pulled it tight. "I love how your fingers feel," she purred. "It's not quite a tongue, but it's more focused. Y-you really like my chest?"

Dipper stole a brief glance at his girlfriend. "Second best boobs I've ever fondled."

"Heeey!"

"Haha. Nice one, little man."

"I'd like to touch something, too."

"Go right ahead," invited Dipper.

Pacifica closed the distance until she was almost nose-to-nose with Dipper. "I can smell what Wendy ate on you." She sniffed. "She really likes her shrimp."

"You smell sweet. I guess Mabel did a number on the cakes," laughed Dipper, never ceasing his kneading of her soft, pillowy breast.

More relaxed, Pacifica reached around to grab a handful of Dipper's butt. She laughed at how he flinched. The pair looked down at what their hands were doing. Pacifica's actions mirrored Dipper's. Her fingers kneaded his flesh, testing the give of the surprisingly pert and muscled bottom. "You really work out, huh."

"Not you, though." Dipper brought his hand down to return the favor. He lifted up a handful of Pacifica's soft and plump ass cheek, only to release it and let it drop. "Even softer."

"That better not be a fat joke."

"I happen to like soft, thank you very much," Dipper said with playful huffiness. "Soft boobs, soft butts," he gave her squeezes that made her squeak, "soft pussies, and, let's not forget, soft lips." Dipper leaned in, only for Pacifica to take him by surprise by slamming her face to his. This was a lot more passionate than what he'd gotten with Mabel. Pacifica was actively overcoming her reservations. Every now and then he'd catch her looking up at the girls and understood where she got her courage from.

Smiling his approval, Dipper abandoned her breast and wrapped an arm around her back. She responded by bringing both hands down to his butt and gripping like she feared she'd drift away otherwise. His cock was pressed between their bellies as they held tightly to one another. Her kissing grew even more aggressive when her tongue came knocking at his lips. He allowed her entry and their organs interlocked in a dance of exhibitionistic bliss. He pulled away only briefly, Pacifica's face hot and panting heavy, and he told her, "You do taste good."

She giggled. "Yeah, you too." She lunged at him, intending to knock him over, but he was too tough. Instead she abandoned his lips and sought to taste his cheek and lick down to his collar bone. He mirrored her actions and the way he moaned suggested that he liked her as much as she liked him. "Salty?" she panted inquisitively while diving for another lick. "Is that sweat, or your natural flavor?"

"Who cares," Dipper chuckled as his tongue lathered her shoulder. "I just want more!"

Up above, the minizora girlfriends decided to mirror their lovers and made out. Mabel practically sat in Wendy's lap as she buried her face in the freckled girl's freckled bosom. Her legs were wrapped around the teen's waist and her arms, unable to reach much else, compressed the breasts together as she affectionately tongued them. Having longer arms, Wendy took a handful of Mabel's rump and stuck a couple fingers into the preteen's twat and anus respectively. She stirred them around to make Mabel groan. When that wasn't enough, Wendy hefted the girl up so that they could lock lips, though the whole time their eyes never strayed from their little lovers.

"Sixty nine!" exclaimed Wendy, startling them all. "Let's see some proper foreplay, first. Sixty nine!"

The tiny pair broke their kiss and chuckled. Dipper decided to be on bottom with his erection standing strong. Facing away, Pacifica stood to either side of his chest, squatted down, and supported herself on her hands. This brought her a hair's breadth from his turgid member. A tiny bead of pre leaked out and she found herself wanting to taste it. Already looking back, Pacifica squeaked when Dipper set his hands back on her sensitive butt cheeks.

As if in a trance, with Pacifica's grand ass in his face, Dipper grabbed ahold of her full cheeks and planted his lips in a seal around her dripping slit. "You're so wet," he laughed as he sucked. He looked up, past the horizon of her cheeks, and to their girlfriends watching with renewed infatuation. His hands caressed her mounds and his tongue sampled her delicious nectar. Both actions made the girl moan and their girlfriends giggle.

Not wanting to be lazy, Pacifica dropped her mouth down on the boy's cock. It went in surprisingly smooth, but the taste was something else. Maybe it was the erotic musk of his crotch that had flooded her nose, but his cock tasted so much better than his lips or neck. Trying to imitate what she'd seen in porn, she tried lifting and dropping her mouth down, which made Dipper moan straight into her pussy. "Hmmph!" she groaned right back.

In much the same boat, Dipper ate more greedily of her tiny pussy. He probed ever deeper for a flavor without end, all while Pacifica's fantastic mouth engulfed his cock with the enthusiasm of an amateur. When finally they came, it was both within and around the other's mouths as each desperately licked to take it all in. They swallowed until there was nothing left.

Chapter 148: First Minizora Time

The two minizora panted heavily. Pacifica almost collapsed on top of Dipper, but managed to orient herself to lie beside him instead. Her head rested on his shoulder as his arm wrapped around her waist. He felt so strong and protective. Coupled with the two girls gushing and giggling directly overhead, and Pacifica couldn't imagine anywhere she'd rather be. She kissed him under the jaw. "You taste good," she said breathily.

In return, Dipper licked her cheek just below the eye. "You too." Then he looked up. "Our audience is getting impatient."

"They're not the only ones." Pacifica wrapped her fingers around the boy's hardening member. "Your little Dipper doesn't know how to stay down, does he?"

"That he does not. Then again, he's had a lousy teacher, so it's really not his-" Dipper's smartass ramble was cut short by a lip locking.

"Shut up, nerd," Pacifica chided with bedroom eyes. When Dipper made the zipping motion, the blonde took that as her cue to climb up on top of him. She sat on his waist and pressed his cock flat with her pussy. Her sopping lips gripped around the pulsing shaft as her weight dropped down. "Oooh, fuuuck! How is this thing s-so hot?"

"I could say the same," countered Dipper. He set his hands on her waist to coax her to grind further. "Shit, that feels nice!" His fingers migrated further until he was holding her ass once again. He tightened his grip until she resumed her lewd song of want.

"I can't stand it any longer." Supporting herself on her knees, Pacifica lifted herself up, grabbed the bulbous cock head, and aligned it with her greedy snatch. She dropped the first 'inch' down. "Fuuugh!" Her lips had been parted by something other than a toy. It was soft, hot, and somehow seemed bigger than anything she'd experimented with before.

"Nnf!" Dipper dug even more roughly into Pacifica's soft rump, making her groan and squirm as she squeezed his cock head. She was tight and oh so wet.

"How's your first cock, princess?" asked Wendy. "He bigger than you expected? Hotter?"

"Yes," panted Pacifica. Looking between the flushed expressions of the twins, the blonde found the nerve to press on. She sank down another 'inch' as the cock speared into her. Her insides were stretched like never before as her guest made itself at home in her love tunnel. "You're in me, Dipper." She set her fingers just below her belly and pressed down, and almost fell over from the rush of stimulation. "I feel you. I feel your pulse through your cock. Mmhmm, so gooood!"

"I feel you, too," grunted Dipper. "I'm doing it. I'm fucking a girl my own size, and she's loving it!"

"Of course, she's loving it," said Mabel matter-of-factly. She and Wendy were in the middle of fingering one another as they watched. "You're Dipper. You're amazing! And your cock ain't half bad either."

"And that's coming from a lesbian," Dipper said to Pacifica, "so you know its gotta be truuuhuue!" he cried out as he was enveloped down to the base. Dipper lurched up, tongue hanging out, only to have the back of his head grabbed. He was pulled between Pacifica's sizable breasts and began motor-boating with reckless abandon.

"Oh god, yes! More, Dipper. I need mooore!" Pacifica didn't sit still for long before she started rotating her hips around. The slight movements from the changes in friction were mind blowing, but she knew this was just the start. She looked down to find Dipper suckling at her nipple. "You look just like a baby," she cooed lovingly as she stroked his head. But when she tried to move, she found his grip on her ass too firm. "Sorry, Dipper, but would you mind letting go?" she giggled. "I can't ride you if I can't move."

"Don't worry. I'll take care of that." Dipper's cryptic words were followed by a sudden roll. Now Dipper was on top with Pacifica on her back. The boy still had a deadlock on her ass as he looked down at her with wild eyes. Pacifica looked frightened, but the way her legs wrapped around his back told him that she wanted this. "Let's fuck!"

*Fwap-Fwap-Fwap*

"Aaagh!" Pacifica cried as the boy pounded into her. She was still sensitive from Mabel's tongue treatment, but this would have been good regardless. Tongue hanging out as she gasped for air, the blonde reached up and pulled herself against the boy. Her breasts smashed against his pecs and her fingers dug into his shoulder blades as she clung to him. He never let up, though. The wet lewd sexes of him smashing into her sex provided the perfect ambiance, coupled by their groans and animalistic grunts.

Pacifica turned her eye skyward. "H-he's an animal," she whimpered. "H-he's using me. I'm just a toy for his pleasuuure. Ngh! F-fuck. I'm his minizora now. I'm going with the flow." *Fwap-Fwap-Fwap* "Oh fuck, he feels so good."

"Y-you too," Dipper grunted back. The animal side of his brain had largely taken over, but he still had a sliver of lucidity keeping him grounded. "You're so tight. Your pussy is holding me so greedy."

"Work it, Paz-Paz. Show Dipper what you're made of and work that pussy!"

"No way, little man. Princess has gone her whole life without know how great a cock is. Now she's got yours. Show her what you're made of and leave her a sweaty panting mess!"

Both minizora listened and obliged. Pacifica tried to leverage her grip so that her hips met Dipper's thrusts with great impact. *FWAP* She bit her lip and repeated the action, driving him deeper and deeper into her love tunnel. She could almost swear his tip was kissing the entrance of her womb. Already going at it like a jackhammer, the only thing Dipper could think to do was slip a finger between her parted ass cheeks and probe her hole. He took her loving cry and even harder pounding as encouragement to go on. As they pounded away at one another, Dipper sank his finger deeper and deeper into her anus. Her lewd moans were like honey to his ears.

"You're mine, and I'm never letting you go," he growled.

Pacifica felt her heart skip a beat. She was being used… but not thrown away. "P-promise?"

"I'll share if the others ask, but you're as much mine as Mabel's," he said through gritted teeth.

Pacifica lunged forward and stole his lips in a kiss, tears streaming down her eyes as she embraced him body and soul. She was his. She was theirs. She was their minizora to keep and care for. "Aaagh!"

Dipper slammed her hips down on his cock one last time, but this time he didn't pull out. He held her close as his twitching member emptied his balls into her hungry pussy. "Hrrrmph!"

Dipper's hot baby batter poured into Pacifica's hungry snatch, adding to her already considerable warmth as he filled her up. She hugged him tighter as she felt the flood gates open and her own orgasm flow out to meet his. They held one another in passion as they rode out their climaxes. When all had passed, Dipper had collapsed on top of Pacifica. Their bodies were hot and sticky, they stunk of sweat and sex, and both felt like they'd just run a mile. They managed to lock eyes and shared one last affectionate peck on the cheek. This, they knew, was hardly the end.

Chapter 149: Sharing is Caring

For the third time, Wendy went and fetched some more water. Mabel carefully eased the pair in, wanting to clean them without giving too much of a shock. They'd already endured so much even before the bedroom. Even minizora had limits. Those limits, however, were still distant, as the tiny pair found their next wind in no time.

"I'm jealous of someone I've shoved up my own ass," chuckled Wendy as she petted Dipper's back. "How's that make you feel, little man?"

"Confused. Your ass is pretty great. I think anyone would be lucky to try it." Dipper's smart remark earned him a poke to the face.

"I'm willing to try it," panted Pacifica energetically from Mabel's hand. "I'm willing to test what all a minizora can do!"

Wendy turned a concerned look to Mabel. "Dude, I think these two might outlast us."

"Agreed. Here." Mabel offered the 'flavored' water. "We'll share this energy drink, and then do what must be done," she said with grave seriousness.

"Should I be worried?" Pacifica asked.

"It's Mabel. So probably," deadpanned Dipper. "So what's the next step, ladies? Where are we going?"

Wendy made a satisfied "Ahh" once she downed her share of the water. "Flavored drinks aren't enough anymore. Before I pass out, I'm getting a real taste of minizora sex."

"Mabel, you too?" Dipper asked.

"Sorry, bro-bro. I'd love to keep going, but tonight's just been a night, ya know." She turned an apologetic smile on the blonde. "Sorry, Paz-Paz. We'll finish the full minizora experience later. For right now, let's have a twosome in our mouthssome." She puckered her lips and blew a kiss.

"Yes please!" Pacifica squeaked.

The big girlfriends brought their minizora lovers together and made a bridge with their hands. They watched as the tiny pair approached, shared a friendly kiss, and finished with a platonic hug. Even though their naked bodies were pressed tightly to one another, they could still enjoy this moment of shared bonding. It didn't take long for the big girlfriends to grow impatient and Mabel started rubbing at Pacifica's butt to make her moan.

"C'mon, Paz-Paz. Just one more time and you can hug all you want after."

"I'm gonna enjoy this, princess," Wendy said. "I just watched you fuck my boyfriend and that got me super-hot. Not dissing Mabes, but now I'm gonna show you what an experienced tongue can do." She flicked it like a snake's.

Rather than feeling nervous, Pacifica was at peace. She was surrounded by people who appreciated her, who liked her for being a minizora, and loved her for who she was. The twins already held her heart in a vice grip, and in time she'd learn to love Wendy as well. In thinking how great things were, Pacifica pulled back from Dipper and effortlessly slipped his hot rod back into her waiting twat. She accepted the guest with little effort after her recent pounding. "You said I'm yours. But this," she clenched her thighs to make Dipper yelp, "is mine." She looked up at Wendy and blew her a teasing kiss. "Ask nicely, and I'll let you borrow him sometime."

"Aww hell. Now she's got your mouth, little man. It's hard enough just holding back with you, now you went and made a blonde clone with a nice body. Have a heart, will ya," Wendy mock pleaded.

"I do. It's divided between three sexy ladies. I wish I could help, but I'm already stretched to my limit, here," he explained with a shit-eating grin as he groped Pacifica's ass while Wendy watched.

"Dibs! I call dibs," announced the redhead. Mabel gave no complaint as the teen brought the minizora pair up to her lips and opened her maw. She couldn't see from this angle, but she could feel the tiny pair's feet shuffling along her palm to her awaiting tongue. It was impossible not to smile every time at this demonstration of trust. The pair fell and Wendy braced to catch them, but luckily her tongue held like a hammock. With a sigh of relief, she brought the pair in and began the tasting.

The first thing she noticed was Pacifica's flavor. The girl was definitely sweeter, especially with Dipper there to provide contrast. Together they produced an even more amazing flavor as they moved about. Wendy traced their movements with her enveloping tongue, feeling how their hands would caress one another. She laughed and carefully moved the pair off to her cheek so she could explain. "It's like I'm the nosy friend trying to intrude on their alone time."

Mabel also found this amusing. "So don't intrude. Participate. Show you have every right to be there and make it better for everyone."

Wendy nodded and moved the pair back into the middle. She explored their conjoined bodies while being careful not to separate them. When her tongue tip found Pacifica's ass, she was elated when Dipper pulled her cheeks apart to grant the slimy appendage easier access. Wendy dabbed between the minizora's cheeks at her anus, and then down to where her boyfriend's cock was penetrating. His every thrust sent a spray of juices out that she caught and cherished, moaning at the explosion of flavor in her mouth.

"My turn!" urged Mabel impatiently.

With a friendly roll of her eyes, Wendy beckoned the shorter girl over to sit on her lap once more. Eyes locked and cheeks flushed, the pair shared an open mouth kiss. The minizora pair were deposited onto Mabel's tongue and brought into their new shelter. Wendy pulled back, smiling affectionately, and tried to read Mabel's actions through her expressions.

The taller twin was less courteous as her tongue explored. She tried to pry between them to get at their chests, only to be batted away as the pair vigorously made out. Their humping alerted her to the other end where she eagerly lapped at where their groin's met. Like with Wendy, the flavor explosion was mind blowing and Mabel loudly hummed as such. It was impossible to tell which minizora had the better taste, though there was no question that their combined flavor was the greatest ever! Movement along her butt caused her eyes to shoot open. The sight of Wendy's face reminded her that there were yet ways to improve this flavor further.

On the inside, Dipper had never ceased humping into Pacifica's pussy. "So… tight!" he grunted. "How are you still this tight after everything?" he jokingly asked.

"Ah, I don't know," gasped Pacifica. The air was dank and stale. Everything was hot to the point of being unbearable. And in the darkness, a slimy serpent lurked, ready to jump out and strike her sensitive ass and pussy on a moment's notice. The anticipation was exhilarating, but not enough to distract her from Dipper's loving embrace and passionate humping. "Minizora thing?"

"I'll buy that," huffed Dipper and he glomped his mouth onto hers in a desperate kiss. He needed more contact with her, to feel her against and around him just as his sister's familiar tongue. Then, when he thought that things couldn't get any better, a sliver of light breached through and a second tongue joined the first. "Hey Wendy," he laughed weakly as the appendage embraced him.

On the outside, Mabel and Wendy were in full face sucking mode. They held each other with the same passion as their minizora lovers. Wet shlurps and lewd moans filled the air as the two traded spit, as well as minizora. Their tongues fought for supremacy over and around the tiny people, never leaving their taints untouched for too long, for that was where the liquid gold came from. Now and then they'd part their lips and suck in a gust of fresh air for their tiny lovers, but they never lost their rhythm. Their hands were generously offered between the other's legs, teasing the other girl's pussy and coaxing one another to orgasm. They'd been building for some time, and with how sensitive they all were after cumming so much already, they just needed one last thing to push them over the edge.

The minisoras' climax did the trick. The big girls tensed and moaned into the other's mouth as the new combo flavor hit their tongues. It was indescribably good and made them both embrace all the tighter. Inside, Pacifica had bitten Dipper's shoulder as her climax erupted through her very core. Knowing that she was in the mouth of two lovers while a third was inside her was just too much to bear. Dipper gave a few more light thrusts as his cock pumped his jizz into his sister's girlfriend's snatch.

When the four finally came down, they'd curled up under the covers. The minizoras never let go and rested in their girlfriends' hands as all drifted off to sleep together.

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