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Mabel Movie Madness II

“Make sure to hold that mouth wide open, guys!”

Franz barked the order at his fellow Lilliputians as he stood high on top of the refrigerator. Below him lie Dipper, still restrained, but now his mouth held agape by several tiny yet strong golf ball hands. His shouts for help were inexplicable and unanswered as both Mabel and Pacifica remained in the Den, and time was running out.

“Whoa. OK, uh, I feel I should make some kind of speech here.” Franz pondered aloud. “Alright, uh...Ask not what your Golf Course can do for you, but what--!”

“JUMP! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP!” His people chanted in response.

Following the will of his fellow brethren, Franz ceded. “Alright, alright, I get the point. Well, you only live once. POCAHONTAAAAASS!!!”

Leaping from his perch, he performed a swan dive as he rocketed down towards Dipper’s mouth, ready to complete his plan. Dipper didn’t know if their plan could succeed, but he knew he didn’t plan on digesting golf ball people. Thinking quickly, he resorted to the only option he had...clenching his teeth. An audible dink could be heard as Franz bounced off Dipper’s front teeth, crashing into two of his fellow Lilliputians and causing them to release their hold on Dipper. With more wiggle room, the young man was able to free his arm, which led to him ripping the ropes away and freeing himself. Once to his feet, he rubbed the front of his teeth from the pain as the miniature invaders scrambled like bugs. Dipper went for a nearby skillet, and began swinging in anger as he ricocheted two of them off the wall and out of the kitchen window.

“You can’t do this!” Dipper demanded. “Taking over my body isn’t the way!”

“You ruined our home!” Franz barked back.

Upon hearing that, Dipper halts his attack. “I know, you’re fighting with each other--!”

“It’s not just that!” Franz interrupted. “With what you three did, you made the Discount Putt Hutt 24 HOURS! We have no more privacy, no more down time! Day and night they play, and play, and play! And we have to control the balls--!”

“WE CONTROL THE BALLS--!”

“NOT NOW!!!” Franz told his singing brethren. “We have to control them, to keep them moving! But there are so many, and they just keep coming. We couldn’t even erect our statue of Big Henry because we’ve done our job non-stop!”

“YOU MONSTERS!!!” Polly shouted tearily as she shook her fist at Dipper.

“Ever since that duel the other two largelings had, popularity increased for our home!” Franz continued. “We couldn't take it anymore, and that’s why we came here tonight!”

Dipper grew an inquisitive look. “But, if it’s 24 hours, how--!”

“Closed for maintenance.” Franz interrupted, answering him. “Kid threw up on the 15th Hole, just went everywhere.”

The Lilliputians all shuddered from the thought of reliving that sight. “So you’re here for vengeance?” Dipper inquired.

“Sort of.” Franz replied. “We’re actually here to take over this building and make it our new home, too! You know, expand the Lilliputian village so to speak. But since it has some amenities that aren’t exactly useful at our size, we need to take over some human bodies by having you swallow us, so we can pilot you from the inside. I, being the leader, will naturally take control of the smartest one, which is you.”

Though Dipper was flattered by his intelligence being acknowledged, he quickly snapped out of it. “That’s...that’s crazy! It doesn’t even work like that!”

Franz laughed in defiance. “Oh yeah, like I’m supposed to believe what you say. I’ll have you know we got that bit of information from a very reliable Drive-In Movie that was next to the Putt Hutt, thank you very much.”

And at that moment, Dipper felt that there was no more reasoning with the tiny infiltrators. “Oh yeah? Well now I’m ready for you, and--!”

“DIPPER, YOU’RE MISSING THE SPECIAL!!!”

Mabel’s voice rang out, grabbing Dipper’s attention and giving the Lilliputians the opening they needed. Scattering out of sight to every crevice they could fit into, they were long gone by the time Dipper focused his attention back on them.

“Ooh! Ooh, you tiny little…” He was both stinging physically and mentally from the attack, but started to pull himself together as he realized he was needed back in the other room. Putting the skillet back down, he rushed into the Shack’s Den to face Mabel and Pacifica.

“LILLIPUTIANS!”

“SSHHHH!!!” Mabel responded, eyes still glued to the screen. “Duck-tective’s pouring his heart out to his twin brother.”

Dipper turned his gaze to the screen to see the two Duck brothers on a cliff. Duck-Tective pleaded for forgiveness from his brother, only to watch him turn his back. The final quacking he gave revealed his feelings for his law-enforcing twin in the subtitles...I have no brother. With that, he stormed off from the cliffside, leaving Duck-Tective heartbroken and alone.

“So moving…” Mabel whispered.

“You mean the Golf Ball Heads?” Pacifica responded, turning to Dipper. “I thought they were trapped at the Miniature Golf Course.”

“They just attacked me in the kitchen!” He revealed. “Didn’t you hear me yelling!?”

“I thought that’s how all non-rich people act when they get something from the Kitchen.” Pacifica answered. “At least that’s what my maid did every time I ordered her to remake my sandwich.”

“But...there was rope, and marbles...and their leader wants to control my body from the inside!”

Finally turning to her brother, Mabel stood up and approached him. “Dipper, have you been in the Smile Dip?”

“I’m telling you, they’re hiding in the kitchen--wait, you still have Smile Dip?”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Mabel’s jarring laugh did little to ease the tension, but it did silence her brother. “Dipper’s CLEARLY hysterical! I’ll just head into the kitchen and check to see if Dipper’s right. Not to hide any incriminating evidence or anything!”

With speed she exited the den to inspect Dipper’s claim in the kitchen, which allowed him to address his other problem as he turned to Pacifica.

“OK, what was that earlier!?” He said in a hushed but excited tone.

“What was what?” Pacifica responded.

“You! On my lap...and everything after that!” He clarified.

“A woman of my stature just wanted to have the most comfortable seat.” She informed him. “And I had one, until your sister turned around.”

“That’s my point!” He argued. “If Mabel sees us--!”

“I know.” She interrupted. “The whole town finds out.”

Dipper nodded. “Exactly. I mean I was thinking about it, too--!”

“Oh, I can tell.” She agreed, her hand rubbing on what was now a growing bulge in his cargo shorts.

Dipper winced slightly as he chuckled. “Yeah...that. Still kinda sore from your thighs...hiding it.”

Those words drew a seductive grin from Pacifica’s lips. “Aww, then let’s make him feel better…”

Before Dipper could vocally protest, he found the blonde heiress had dropped to her knees and was again unzipping his fly. As before, his stiffening manhood flopped out, but this time landing on her face, which made it red with anticipation.

“Oooooh, I think he missed me.”

“Pacifica!” Dipper finally protested with a whisper. “Mabel is in the other room! She could pop in here any second! We--”

Pacifica simply held her finger up before slightly turning towards the kitchen. “Is that Smile Dip powder I see on the TV?”

“NO NO, IT’S NOTHING!” Mabel responded from the kitchen, which was followed by rustling dishes and cabinets closing. “I’M STILL...CHECKING THINGS OUT IN HERE! MIGHT BE A MINUTE!!!”

Turning back to Dipper, the seductive smile adorned her lips again before she gave his shaft a good, long lick. Dipper knew it was useless to argue now, as he wanted her to continue more than anything else; which she gladly obliged. Her tongue ran across his shaft again before she gave more focus to the base, playfully kissing and sucking it as her hand jerked the base. After pausing for a moment, perhaps to give Dipper a tease, she slowly took his girth into her mouth.

He shuddered in delight as her lips wrapped around his shaft, and she could tell he was in heaven. It gave her a rush to have him like this, to the point where she became aroused herself. Her hands began to explore her mature frame, moving down her breasts as she gently started to caress one. Her head bobbed back and forth as her tongue worked vigorously around the head of Dipper’s cock. Before she could even help herself, she found that same free hand venturing under her skirt and into her panties.

With lustful fire she rubbed her clit and her moistening pussy lips as her legs slowly spread even wider. She wanted it, and she wanted it bad. Just the thought of Mabel being in the other room made it even hotter. She was ready to shred their clothes right then and there, and go at it in ways she’s only see in her father’s browser history. But before any decision could even be made…

“Pacifica, I--!”

...her mouth filled with warm jizz, almost to the brim. It was unexpected, but not quite unwelcome as she had done this with Dipper before. Never had he come so much though, and even after he withdrew his cock, one last spurt of jizz went on the side of her face. Not wanting it to go to waste, she swallowed his load. But she was rather annoyed by it.

“You couldn't warn me, Dipper?”

“I didn’t expect you to do...that!” He said in his defense. “I...kinda got caught in the moment.”

“O-KAY!”

As Mabel’s voice rang out from the kitchen, Pacifica quickly jumped to her feet and stood in front of Dipper, helping to cover up his exposed cock. The Twin appeared back in the Den doorway, spotting the two standing there. “Now that that’s taken care of, we can...what is that?”

Mabel pointed to Pacifica’s face as she marched up to her, showing a line of her brother’s jizz that remained on her cheek. Dipper’s heart skipped a beat as his mind went to work. “Uh…”

“It’s frosting!” Pacifica blurted out in a panic. “I...just had an eclair!”

She then turned to Dipper thinking it was a good cover, but only saw dread on his face. A moment later she would discover why as Mabel used her finger to wipe the cum off her face, and taste it herself.

“Hmmm, not that sweet.” She noted. “Must be the cream cheese variety. I thought a former rich girl would have better taste in pastry!”

Dipper could see the fire rage in Pacifica’s eyes as her taste was brought into question. “I’ll have you know I have Bakeries in France on Speed Di--!”

“You know, I think we could just all use a few more snacks!” Dipper interrupted as he put his hands on Pacifica’s shoulders, slightly calming her. They both shifted around Mabel, still covering Dipper’s manhood as the sweater enthusiast shrugged before plopping back down in front of the TV.

A sigh of relief was breathed by the couple, but Pacifica still felt slighted and marched into the kitchen to cool off. “Yeah, I’m just gonna go in here. And away from all of this!”

As she made her exit from the room, Dipper took the moment to zip back up before joining his sister to watch the remainder of the movie.

“We now return to Duck-tective!”

Now nestled in his Grunkle’s EZ Chair, he reclined back to enjoy the film, but was shook from his enjoyment as he heard what sounded to him as giggling coming from the kitchen. His eyes immediately went to the doorway, instinctively looking for any sign of the tiny intruders that tormented him earlier, but he saw none. He steadied himself, taking a breath and chalking it up to it possibly being Pacifica as he turned back to the TV. But a moment later, he would be rattled as a muffled voice came from the kitchen, one that sounded like Pacifica. Dipper spun his head towards the Kitchen again, before turning to Mabel to see if she had noticed. But his twin was too enthralled with the drama on the screen in front of her. Looking towards the kitchen once more, his concern was confirmed as he spotted two Lilliputians speeding past the doorway.

“Uh, maybe I should check on Pacifica in the kitchen…”

“Uh-huh, OK…” Mabel muttered, her attention mostly on the TV in front of her.

Jumping from his chair, Dipper rushed back into the kitchen expecting the worst. And it’s what he viewed as Pacifica laid tied up on the floor. The Lilliputians had her bound, ropes covering her body as an oven mitt lie stuffed in her mouth.

“How do they get so much rope!?” Dipper reacted.

The diminutive intruders turned to see him. “It’s the smart one! Get him!”

Dipper couldn't help but be flattered. “Aw, guys…”

Pacifica managed to spit out the oven mitt and snap her boyfriend out of it. “DIPPER!!!”

“Right! Save you!” Dipper reacted as he began kicking the Lilliputians in front of them, sending dozens flying and bouncing off the walls with each punt. Eventually he launched enough of them for Pacifica to fight free of their hold. Snapping the thin lines holding her down, she rose back to her feet with the help of Dipper, but the two quickly found themselves surrounded. Instinctively they both grabbed a skillet off the nearby stove, and began swinging for their lives. Lilliputians went flying once more as the two went into battle.

“You know, your swing isn’t half-bad!” Pacifica commented. “I mean your sister is still better, but with some training--!”

“Right now, Pacifica!?” Dipper interrupted as the two continued their attack. The numbers began to catch up with them however, as Dipper began to lose his balance. Before he could react, his right foot went first. The left followed as Dipper found himself airborne, before landing flat on his back. He would have company though, as he gazed up at the ceiling, only to see an ample backside descending down towards him. And with a painful yet strangely satisfying thud, Pacifica found herself riding her boyfriend’s face.

Somewhat dazed, it took her a moment to regain her bearings and rise up. “Thanks, Dipper.”

He merely responded with a goofy grin. “You know, that wasn’t as painful as I thought it’d be. OWW!!!”

A spatula to the face quickly snapped Dipper out of it as he slowly rose back up. The Lilliputians have taken to using the kitchen utensils themselves, as the odds shifted out of the couple’s favor.

“There are too many of them!” Dipper said. “We gotta get them outta here!”

“How can your sister not hear all of this!?” Pacifica noted.

“Uh, guys?”

The couple turned back towards the Den, where they spotted Mabel standing in the doorway, quickly being tied up by the Lilliputians. “Got a spare frying pan?”
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