Gravity Falls Wendy X Dipper Under Table Novels & Stories

The wheelchair went out of control, hurtling down the slope! “Mother!” Wendy’s pupils dilated. She lunged instinctively, trying to grab the handle. However, at the exact moment she reached it, Belinda suddenly spun around and shoved her! “Get away!” Wendy stumbled backward and fell straight into the middle of the road. Screeching brakes pierced the air. Her body was slammed violently, crashing hard onto the pavement. In the last agonizing second, she saw Vivian standing on the roadside, supporting Belinda with a cold smirk on her face.

She took a step back and kept some distance between them. Natelie, pretending not to notice, moved even closer. Wendy did not realize she was standing near a champagne tower. Natelie's eyes flickered before she suddenly gasped and lunged toward Wendy. Wendy stepped back on instinct, and her elbow hit the table. The champagne tower collapsed instantly. The glasses shattered, and golden liquid spilled everywhere. Without thinking, Lucas shielded Natelie. Wendy crashed to the ground. Glass shards pierced her skin. The floor was a mixture of her blood and champagne.

The witches have found me, and I am defenseless. Gripping onto one of the legs of the table that I am under, I try to keep it anchored to the ground with my weight. The circling wind becomes stronger with each pass that it makes. The table that I am hiding under is rocking above me and my grip is becoming loose. The wind stops circling, and everything comes crashing to the ground around me. Raising my hands above my head I try to block my body from the falling debris. The table crashes down on top of me and I can feel the bones in my forearm snap in two.

“What’s your attitude? I tell you the company’s been acquired, and you want to quit?” How much did she dislike him? “Benjamin, if I want to quit, I will. It’s my choice! Let go of me!” Wendy used her strength to break free, but in doing so, she lost her balance, and her high heels stumbled, causing her to fall backward. “Ahh!” As she was about to fall into the pool, Benjamin reacted quickly and caught her by the waist. With ease, he managed to hold her up, but as they locked eyes, gravity took its toll.

I gasped, desperately trying to hold on for her answer against the sudden wave of sensory overload that was washing against me. "Out for today," Wendy gasped, still shuddering. "I want to see it!" She released my ass with one hand, then the other, slapping them back onto the table to support herself and released me from the hold of her leg as I pulled backward and my cock popped free, not a moment too soon. The second I was out of her, my valiant defense failed and my balls boiled as they shot a huge stream of jizz out over Wendy's belly. The white stuff dropped in a wide stream across her belly, still heaving with her gasps for air.

"OK. Your acting is over now." Before his voice faded, Wendy ran to the foot of the ladder and tried to climb up. Everyone in the entertainment circle knew that if they had offended King Jim, they had to get out of the entertainment circle. When Melanie looked up and see Wendy who was on the ladder, her fluttering eyelids became relaxed. Wendy stood at the hanging bridge and took a deep breath before slowly walking forward. She really had acrophobia, and her legs were trembling slightly. Fortunately, she was dressed in a thick skirt, which could not be seen by video.

He was wearing a black suit, and his brows were furrowed deeply as he stared at her fearlessly. The look in his eyes seemed to tell her that he was going to eat her up, and her father and sister were sitting next to him and looking at him with flattery. "……Rex Gavyn?" Wendy thought that she saw things. Her grip on the glass of water tightened, and her footsteps became unsteady. She stepped on empty air and fell directly from upstairs. "Damn girl!" Just as she was about to make intimate contact with the marble floor, a force suddenly came from her waist, and a good smell entered her nose.

Determined, Wendy stood on her toes, stretching toward the drink. She lost her balance. With a startled gasp, she fell straight into Zac’s arms. Zac instinctively caught her, his free hand tightening around her waist. “Careful,” he murmured. “It’s been years, and you’re still just as clumsy.” Wendy, her cheeks flushed from alcohol, leaned into his chest, tilting her head up at him with a playful pout. “Zac, you’re so annoying.” The crowd burst into cheers and teasing laughter.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Kiran pulled Wendy closer to the statue. Wendy suddenly covered her head with her hands and screamed. At that moment, she resembled a madwoman, utterly devoid of the scholarly aura she had previously exuded. Kiran was even more convinced. He forcefully held Wendy and made her look at the statue, loudly asking, "Are you afraid of this person?" Wendy’s body shook violently as if blown by a fierce wind. She shook her head desperately, trying to escape. Her profound fear caused her to lose control of her bodily functions.

George's tone was icy. This was exactly the question Mary had been waiting for. She pointed at Jane. "Wendy cannot swim. When she was thirteen, she accidentally fell into the water and nearly drowned. Since then, she has been terrified of going near ponds. "But the day Lady Rachel fell into the water, the queen jumped in to save her, showing clear skill in swimming! Many royal servants witnessed it. This proves beyond doubt that she is not Wendy!" Mary spoke with absolute confidence. She expected Jane to panic at this point. Yet Jane remained unruffled, not even offering a single word of rebuttal. She behaved as if the entire conversation had nothing to do with her.