Wendy X Dipper Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

His armored elbow was pressing down on a glowing glyph that depicted a mouth swallowing a sun. "It looked like a cup holder!" Ben defended. RUMBLE. The floor shook. The circular chamber began to rotate. The walls groaned as the hexagonal alcoves shifted. "Gravity shift detected," Haley shouted, looking at her tablet. "The physics in here is changing!" The floor beneath them retracted. "Run!" Jack roared. Too late. The ground opened like the aperture of a camera lens. They fell. It wasn't a straight drop. They slid down a sleek, spiraling chute, tumbling through darkness. It felt like being flushed down a giant, industrial drain.

"Sharon, don't forget to film and take pictures of me!" Wendy had already arranged with Sharon that they'd jump separately, and she wanted Sharon to capture some footage of her. "Got it," Sharon said. She pulled out her phone and started filming Wendy. Getting suited up took a long time, but the jump itself was over quickly — short enough to capture in a single unbroken shot. The moment the staff pushed Wendy off the platform, she let out a shrill, piercing scream. As a bystander, Sharon felt the whole thing pass in a blur. When Wendy was pulled back up, Sharon jumped so hard in surprise that her phone shook right along with her.

The flask passed between them, burning sweetly down their throats, loosening nerves and heightening excitement. Then came the rides. They started with the pendulum, a massive swinging monster that launched them into the sky before dropping them into screaming chaos. Chloe’s heart hammered so hard she thought it might burst, but when she saw Zoe clinging to Melinda like her life depended on it, she couldn’t stop laughing. Diana, ever unbothered, threw her hands in the air the whole time, shouting, “Witches don’t fear gravity!”

The corner of Damien's mouth twitched — not quite a smile, but for him, that was tender. "Let me try on my own!" Wendy stepped back and took the third arrow. "Don't help me — let me do it—" She nocked, drew, her stance much steadier than before. The bowstring pulled taut— Wendy's foot suddenly slipped, and she let out a soft gasp. Her body collided with a nearby sapling, snapping a branch clean off. The sharp crack echoed through the quiet forest — and somewhere in the distance, a low growl rumbled.

She dropped to the floor again, her body unable to hold itself up any longer. Daphne groaned behind me, trying to move, but she was slower now, her strength fading. I stepped back and looked at both of them. Wendy lay on her side, clutching her wound, her breathing shallow. Daphne pushed herself onto her hands, struggling to get up, her face bruised, her movements unsteady. Neither of them looked ready to stop. That was enough. I walked forward again, closing the distance between us, my steps measured and controlled.

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.

Her modest neckline had slipped, revealing more than intended. Nevertheless, Felix had spent the past three years with his six beautiful fellow apprentices and was entirely immune to such distractions. "What do you want?" he asked. Wendy answered in a hurry, "Thank you for saving my grandfather. I sincerely apologize for everything that happened this morning." Felix frowned. "You've already apologized. Now, can you let him drive me back to the city?" Wendy was genuinely puzzled. She was a successful CEO well-known for her beauty and had plenty of admirers. Yet, Felix, brimming with youthful vigor, seemed completely unaffected by her charms.

When he arrived at the holding area he swore loudly: “Holy F**ck!” Wendy was gone! The cage door was open, then the giant realized that Wendy had picked the padlock–open with one of her hair pins. “F**ck, Gaxgs will kill me for this,” the giant exploded picking up the small black hair pin that Wendy had carelessly let drop on to the floor. The giant in his mad rage: Threw the can of soda at the wall with such force that, the aluminium can smashed a hole right through it.

"Get through this place before the protection fails completely." He was right. Standing here wouldn't help. We needed to keep moving, keep progressing toward Sector Two and eventually the Core. Axel went first. He backed up to get a running start, then sprinted across the platform and launched himself into the void. For a moment he seemed to hang in the air, suspended in the blackness. Then he landed on the next platform, stumbling slightly but staying upright. "It's stable!" he called back. "Come on!" Walter and Willow went next, jumping together with practiced synchronization. They landed smoothly, barely seeming affected by the strange gravity.

We jumped. The moment we crossed the invisible threshold of the crater's rim, the terrifying, terminal-velocity drop vanished. The lunar gravity grabbed us, violently decelerating our fall. We drifted down to the base of the massive silver cathedral like feathers settling on a pond, landing softly on the scarred granite where the meteor was fused to the mountain. "It feels... wrong," Cord muttered, staring at his massive, heavy boots. The seventy-two-year-old Master Forge was practically floating, the sheer celestial pull stripping his massive physical weight away.