For the first time that day, if only briefly, Sheela looked like she’d lost control of the situation. “Ah suppose Ah had this comin’.”
“So you do know about this stuff,” accused Wendy.
“Please, whatever you know, I have so many questions. How long has Gravity Falls been like this? What else is out there?” On a chance, he also pulled out the journal. “Do you know what this is?”
Sheela approached and took an appraising look inside the book as Dipper flipped through the pages. “Can’t say Ah’ve ever seen that ‘efore, though it looks mighty comprehensive. As fer yer first two questions: a long time, ‘n’ a helluva lot. Ah don’t even recognize some ‘f these critters.”
“Why do you know so much, ma?” Wendy asked tersely. “Dad had stories from out in the woods, but you work in the hospital. How would you know anything about the Trickster?”
Sheela sighed despondently. “Over the years, Ah’ve run inta most ‘f these fellas more times ‘an Ah can count. Most are harmless enough. They do their things away from town ‘n’ the most regular folks get is the occasional scare. If things escalate, Ah try ta mediate. Critters ‘round here know me, ‘n’ most owe me a favor ‘r two, though Ah try ta keep that part of mah life separate. Ah like livin’ all peaceful-like ‘n’ so do most ‘f the critters.”
“And the Trickster?” Dipper pressed.
“Was an exception. Ah tried ta talk sense, but he wouldn’t have none ‘f it. At first, Ah’d jus’ give the occasional kid some extra candy ‘n’ that kept the peace. It’d been a while since the last time ‘n’ Ah thought he’d mellowed out, but last time was the last straw. Ah was set ta run ‘im out ‘f town the moment the sun came up,” her smile softened and she stroked Dipper’s cheek, “but Ah guess ya’ll beat me to it.”
“So, what? You’re, like, some supernatural therapist or something?” Wendy asked.
“Ah prefer peace keeper. It’s an easy job most days, right ‘til it isn’t.”
“So you have no idea who wrote the journals?” asked Dipper.
“Oh, Ah’ve got a hunch, though that fella disappeared years ago. Wish Ah knew more, but Ah was still young ‘n’ stupid back then. Didn’t pay too much attention ta stuff jus’ yet.” Sheela’s words were true enough and she didn’t want to needlessly create wedges in an otherwise happy family.
“I guess I can understand not wanting to get involved,” Wendy admitted. “This stuff can get overwhelming, and that’s just from what little I’ve seen. Ma,” she looked her mother square in the eye, “is there anything else you’re not telling us?”
“Ah don’t wanna lie to ya, baby girl, but there’s things ya ain’t ready ta hear jus’ yet.” A finger shot up to cut off Wendy’s tirade. “However, the plan was always ta tell ya when ya turned 18. Still is, barrin’ somethin’ extra freaky. Yes, yer dad knows, ‘n’ no, he’s agreed ta let me tell, so don’t try ‘n’ pry. If ya’ll insist on dealin’ with the local critters, Ah won’t stop ya. Hell, Ah’m willin’ ta answer whatever else Ah can. However, Ah’ve got mah own secrets ‘n’ reasons, ‘n’ Ah ask ya ta respect that. Sound fair?”
Dipper looked up at Wendy. This was her call to make.
Wendy was quiet for a while. This was an even bigger bombshell than learning that all the supernatural stories were real. Her mother was involved and still keeping secrets? Just how deep did this go? Then again, as much of a gossip as Sheela was, she knew how to zip her yap when it came to stuff she deemed important. Wendy doubted she’d be able to get her mother to spill before she was ready. As for the woman’s terms… “Anything?” Wendy clarified. “We can talk to you about anything?”
“Ah’ll answer ta the best ‘f mah ability. Ya have mah word,” avowed Sheela. Appearances aside, deep down she was one of those country yokels who would put a promise over their own life. She wouldn’t try worming her way out and just be open about what she could and couldn’t say. She’d tried to teach her daughter to be the same, but at least the younger redhead knew enough to trust her mother.
“Then I guess that’s it then,” relented Wendy with a tired huff. “I don’t like that you’re still keeping secrets, but at least you’re honest about it.”
Sheela smiled appreciatively. “Thank you, baby girl. Ah can’t tell ya how happy that makes me.” She stole a glance at Dipper. “So far, Ah’d say this is a pretty good day all around. Well, Ah guess Ah shouldn’t dawdle. Don’t wanna be a third wheel.” She waved goodbye as she left down the way she’d come, rear wagging in that way she knew drove men nuts.
“I’m holding you to that,” Wendy called after her. “Anything weird going on and you’ll tell us, right?”
“Sure thing, baby girl. Ah got the day off, so Ah was jus’ headin’ out ta the woods ta judge a drinkin’ contest between the gnomes ‘n’ manotaurs.” Spinning around, she winked playfully, shielded one hand to the side of her mouth, and conspiratorially stage whispered, “Smart money’s on the gnomes.” And then she was off before the kids could ask any follow-up questions.
“Well, your mom’s certainly… interesting,” Dipper eventually said, breaking the silence.
“Dipper, if you still want to be my boyfriend, you can’t mention my mom for the rest of the day,” Wendy stated with grave severity.
Dipper’s response was to make the zipping motion.
“Secondly, don’t take this the wrong way, but I need you inside me right now.”
Dipper was elated, though his mind had gone in a whole other direction than what Wendy had meant. After making sure that there were no prying eyes, the redhead stripped the boy nude. With his clothes pocketed, she brought her Dipper hand up to her face, palm up, opened her mouth, and pressed the bottom lip to her palm. Her eyes were closed since she was too embarrassed to look at him like this. She made no effort to force him, either. If he refused, then he’d tell her and she’d dress him back up. That seemed to follow a kind of etiquette. Then, much to her own elation, the minizora started walking toward her open maw.
Wendy’s breath smelled of fresh vanilla from the milkshake. Her teeth were pearly white and past her lovely lips was an equally lovely cavern. He’d mostly just experienced Mabel’s mouth, with a few unpleasant exceptions, but mostly he had a positive impression of mouths. They were soft, warm, and inviting. Walking up to the edge, Dipper stepped over the line of teeth, needing to duck his head underneath. As soon as he was fully inside, the whole world went dark. This was expected, of course.
Permission given, Wendy immediately set about to tasting her tiny boyfriend. It was hard to say just what about him tasted so good, but she couldn’t get enough of it. His face and chest were one thing, but places she’d expect to be gross like his feet and pits were just as sumptuous. She rolled him around, seeking every centimeter of untapped flavor to probe and hummed intensely. Before long, she felt his erection stab into her tongue and almost stopped. Then he grabbed her oral appendage and started humping into it, which she took as permission to keep going.
Wendy paid special attention to his groin after that, stabbing her tongue and flipping it around as she listened to him cry out in her mouth. Before she knew it, her fingers had slipped into her pants and she ducked behind a dumpster to keep hidden. This was such an unbelievably bad idea, but she couldn’t stop herself. Her tongue and fingers just made her feel too good. As she proudly imagined Dipper in place of the digits rubbing her pussy, Wendy gave a muffled cry around her delectable mouthful. They’d definitely be doing this again later, but in a more private location.
By happy coincidence, just as Wendy made a small mess in her panties, Dipper unleashed his load into her mouth. The quantity of spunk was small, but the flavor was exponentially more intense. Wendy stayed in that alley for a while, suckling her treat until her body cooled off. Eventually, she spat the minizora into her hand and he looked up at her with the goofiest grin she’d ever seen. “Have fun?”
“The best!”
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