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Weird Wednesday	By : thatguywiththeface Category: +G through L > Gravity Falls Views: 29601 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sorry for the long wait but hear is chapter two!

Chapter two: Bathroom Blues

Mabel took a deep breath with her new nostrils. And then gagged on the smell. "God, he smells worse from his own body. How does he live like this?" Why did Dipper never bath? Fortunately, it is easy to make Dipper to take a bath when she was Dipper. Mabel walked into the bathroom. She went to unbutton her shorts when the full implications of what she was about to do hit her. In order clean her new body, she would have to strip complete naked and see Dipper’s… thing. She felt her face grow red. Nope. Not dealing with today. Not dealing with this ever.

Dipper was sitting of his sister's bed. If they were going to keep this from Grunkle Stan, they were gonna have to trade beds. Dipper looked at the faded paint on his new toes in a vain attempt to distract himself from the strap of the training bra digging into his back. Dipper went to change to change into Mabel’s night shirt, but as his sister before him, Dipper did not to get naked in his sister’s body. So he took off his socks and sister’s sweater and keep on her really seen tank top and the skirt. Mabel walked in. Taking her queue from her brother, she stripped of the vest and sock. As Mabel crawled under the covers.

"What does the journal say?"

"Nothing. No mention of carpets or mind swapping or anything." Dipper heard the bitterness in his own voice. The journal rarely failed him before.

Mabel put head in her knees and groaned. "Things will be better tomorrow. I'll figure something out," Dipper told his sister. But his wasn't so sure himself.

"Sure, Dipper."

It was a long night. The twins would have loved to have slept in but it wasn't going to be a good day. Mabel awoke tired and groggy. There were two notable sensations that Mabel noticed. First was a soreness on her right thigh. Apparently she slept on a pocket on her shorts and the button dug into her. The second was...

"Gaah, boner! Boner! How do I make it go away? How do I make it go away?"

Dipper awoke with a start. He was torn between embarrassment and amusement at his sister’s problem. "Stop yelling, stop yelling, just calm down." He looked toward the door. Hopefully Grunkle Stan was in a deep sleep.

"Calm down! Calm down?! I’m a twelve-year girl with a boner! I will not calm down."

"It's a perfectly normal thing to happen. I've been waking up with one like every day for the past three months."

"Gah! Why would you tell me that you gobber?"

"I'm just trying to help here."

"How do you get rid of it?"

"Well, I just," Dipper paused for a bit, "that’s not important. The thing is..."

Mabel cut him off, "What do you mean it’s not important… Oh God!" The realization of her brother’s long bathroom trips in the morning sinking in. "Do you wash your hands? Oh God and we’re always high fiving and holding hands. Oh God there my hands now! Get them off, get them off!" Mabel shaking her hands, hoping they fall off her body.

Dipper gritted his teeth. "Yes I wash my hands. And every guy does it so stop freaking out, Stan well hear us. You don’t have to do that, in fact please don’t do that while you’re in my body."

"Not a problem."

"Just go to the bathroom and pee. Sometimes that does the trick."

"Nope. Nope. Nopie nopie nope. All of the nopes. All of them. Every single one to ever happen before and the nopes yet to happen. Nope."

"Come on Mabel, you can’t pee my pants. Please don’t pee my pants. Please don’t make everyone think I pee my pants."

"Alright, take me to the bathroom and you can aim your thing while I keep my eyes close."

"Yeah, I’m not doing that."

"Why? You have no trouble touching it apparently."

"It just seems weirder when it’s not attached to you."

"So want should I do?"

"Think about something else."

Easier said than done Mabel thought. It drew attention to itself. It hurt but also felt good in a weird way. "Like what?"

"I don’t know, sing a song or something."

After struggling for a moment and closes her eyes Mabel began to softly sing, "Life is like a hurricane here in Duckburg race cars, lasers, aero planes it's a duck-blur. Might solve a mystery or rewrite history. DuckTales. Woo-oo. Every day they're out there making DuckTales. Woo-oo. Tales of derring-do bad and good luck tales. Woo-oo.” Mabel open her eyes, “Hey it’s gone! Thanks, bro."

"Let's get something to eat.” It was going to be a long day."

At the kitchen, Mabel was at it making her trademark Mabel juice while Dipper was working on his oatmeal. As Dipper watched his sister dump glitter into the blender he couldn't help but say, "How can you drink that crap?"

“Watch your mouth young man. Mabel juice gives a young girl such as myself the energy for a busy day. Besides it’s better than that bland oatmeal you eat.” Mabel took a swing of Mabel juice while Dipper took a spoonful of his oatmeal. Both twins began to gag.

"It's too tangy! It hurts my teeth," Mabel said.

"It's all mushy and gross. I think the oats are stuck in the braces."

"Dipper, what’s going on?"

Dipper groaned. "When we switched bodies, we also switched taste buds too."

"So I can'’t eat all my favorite foods! Bla."

"Maybe we can try switching breakfasts?"

Dipper slid his bowl to his sister while she slid her glass of Mabel juice to him. Mabel looked down at the bowl of oatmeal. She looked over at her brother. He wore a skeptical expression as he peered into the glass. It was so weird looking at her own face especially since it was wearing such a Dipper like expression. Dipper took a sniff of the drink. He gingerly took a sip. His eyes lit up. He took a longer, deeper sip.

"This tastes weird, but it’s a good kind of weird." He took another sip. “How knew plastic could taste so good.” He began to suckle a plastic dinosaur he pulled out of the cup.

Mabel look back at the oatmeal. She took a small spoon full of the oatmeal, she took a small bit. Her face lit up. She began to shovel the stuff down. Grunkle Stan walked in.

"Geez, what’s that smell?" He looked from Dipper to Mabel. "Are you two wearing the same clothes as yesterday? Showers now."

Both Mabel and Dipper faces showed a flicker of panic. Neither of them wanted to bath each other’s bodies. Dipper spoke, "Since when have you cared about our personal hygiene."

"Since it could affect sells, Mabel. There a butt load of tourist coming into town today and I don’t need your kids BO scaring them off."

"Come on, Grunkle Stan could just we use, I don’t know, body spray?" Mabel was grasping straws.

“Look I’m in charge of you two for the summer, so get your butts to the bathroom now!" Mabel and Dipper walked to the bathroom, filled with a sense dread.

Mabel, having lost rock, paper, scissors, was standing in the bathroom wearing nothing but her brother’s underwear. She could feel her cheeks burning. The shower was running. She stuck her hand under the running water. It was hot. She took a big breath, closed her eyes, and pulled down the undies. She stumbled into the shower, eyes still closed, trying to find the shampoo. She found it and poured it on her head. The shampoo poured down her head. After three rubs Mabel had already got all of her new hair. She’d used too much. Stupid Dipper, his hair is too short. It took forever to rinse all that shampoo out. After a bit of fumbling she found the soap. Awkwardly, she rubbed the soap over her body which was hard with her eyes closed. And it wasn't just the eyes closed but everything felt off as well. From the size of her body parts to the feeling of the muscles, stuff she never even noticed before, was just so different then what she was used too.
And Even though she couldn'’t see it, she could still feel it just hanging especially when she was bending over to clean her feet. She was nervous that she would touch it. That reminded her of the incident this morning and it was hard again.

Before she could think of a song her eyes fluttered open and there it is. Mabel could feel the red in her face. She was looking at her brother’s feeling erect thing, well it was technically her thing now. She went to grab at her hair only to remember that she had short hair now. Staring at it made to head feel lighter. Well, if it was hers, she might as well wash it. Embarrassed at herself, Mabel took the soap bar and rubbed her new…penis. She felt her face flush. It was weird how her penis skin moved.

Mabel moved the soap onto her balls. She soon dropped the soap. Her hands began exploring her new appendage. She couldn'’t help herself. Her breath became heavier and her mind fuzzier. Her eyes closed and her thoughts drifted through the varies cute boys. Her favorite boy band Sev'ral Timez, Greg and his cute smile, her cute 7^th grade life science teacher, then her first kiss Mermando. His shirtless chest, the feeling of his mustache hairs against her upper hair. Her pumping became faster. She felt a jolt of pleasure hit her as her member erupted its goo. She had never felt anything so amazing.

"Fudgsicle!" Mabel shouted as she launched more and more semen onto the floor of the tub. As she finished, the relation at what she just did hit her. Did she just actually do that?

A stream of pee came from her still hard member. As her piss run down the drain, she noticed that her goo seemed to stay on the floor of the tub. A sense of panic raised in her chest. Everyone would see it, then Dipper would know that she did that in his body. Oh God this so embarrassing. She took the shower head and aimed at the goo, pushing it toward the drain. Once she made sure that everything was down the drain, Mabel turned off the shower. As she dried off and changed into a fresh clothes Mabel couldn't help but think about things. A cocktail of emotions was bouncing around in her brain. Disgust and embarrassment at her actions, but they were mixed in with an odd sense of curiosity of the new source of pleasure she had felt and a bit of a thrill at doing something so... naughty.

Later, when his sister finally got her butt out of the bathroom, Dipper found himself looking at his sister’s face in the mirror. Red faced he wasted little time in undressing. It’s like removing a band-aid he figured, best to get over with quickly. What he did struggle with was the training bra.

After a lot of awkward pulling, tugging and, reaching Dipper got the bra off and stuck in his hair. Which was embarrassing but he was more concerned about his bare chest that was once his sisters. Quickly he placed his hands on his chest, only to realize that he was touching his sister’s breast. He removed his hands shouting and jumping back as if he was trying to get away from the breast attached to him. He felt the training bra bounce against his legs. Dipper should properly deal with it. He did manage to remove the bra, along with a small chuck of hair.

"Mabel's not gonna like that." Dipper began to feel pressure down below. "I need to pee." He walked over to the toilet, raised the seat. He looked to the toilet to his vagina. "How the hell do I..?"

Later, Mabel was looking for her brother. "Dipper, you done in the bathroom yet? The Shack is gonna open soon and I need you to wear this super cute sweater." She held in her hand a freshly knitted sweater with a picture of a pig. She found her brother leaving the bathroom, in a bathrobe, carrying a mop.

There were some suds in his hair. "Dipper you didn'’t rinse your hair right... wait. Where you mopping the floor? What did you pee on the floor?"” Mabel joked. Than see saw Dipper’s face. "Oh my gosh, you peed on the floor! What, are you trying to embarrass me?"

Dipper’s face blushed red. "No, I tried aiming it at the toilet and I just didn'’t realize where it would come out."

"How did you not…? Do you not know how girls pee?"

"No! How would I know how girls pee?"

"How can you not know how girls pee?"

"Where would I learn that Mabel? I don’t watch girls going to the bathroom!"

Mabel put her head in her hands.

"Also, how do on put on a bra?" Dipper held up the bra with the wad of hair stuck in it. Mabel let out a groan. This was really going to be a long day.
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