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Pooling Their Assets	By : Nastyzak Category: +G through L > Gravity Falls Views: 2081 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Really, the attic had become a cozy little apartment. With some partitioning and repurposing, Dipper and Wendy had the bedroom (first on their list, for some reason), a small kitchen/dining room, a somewhat expanded bathroom, and downstairs privileges to all the space that used to be Stanford’s laboratory.
Usually they didn’t work in the Shack any longer, though both would readily fill in if the place got slammed. For a lot of the day Wendy would visit her dad, work on her resumé, and study for the courses she was taking by distance learning. Dipper would research and write his books. He had two out, Lies, Hoaxes, Hallucinations and ? (Levels of Paranormality) and With My Own Eyes: Paranormal Encounters. The second one sold better and an Internet movie channel was negotiating to make a reality series from it.
Wendy and Dipper weren’t rich, but they got by and they enjoyed each other’s company. And bodies. And so forth.
On Friday afternoon, Mabel popped up to say she was off to a party and to ask if they would be busy. “Just hanging out here,” Wendy said. “Have a good time.”
“Oh, a good time will be had!” Mabel said with a grin.
When she left, Wendy asked, “What do you think she meant by that?”
“I don’t know,” Dipper said. “Maybe she’s making a new friend.”

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Soos called Dipper’s phone a few minutes after Mabel took off. “Hey, Dipper,” the big guy said, “did you like put five hundred dollars on the Shack card?”
“What? No,” Dipper said. “What’s the charge for?”
“Says here ‘Rental of Facilities.’ And it’s signed M Pines, so I thought first it was Mabel, but then I remembered your real name starts with M, so since you and her are co-owners, I wondered. I mean, it’s totally okay with me, we’re making money and if you or Hambone needs to rent something, that’s fine, only I need to know—”
“Oh, wait,” Dipper said. “Mabel said she was having some kind of a party. I’ll bet she rented a place to have it in. Sorry, man.”
“Well, check with her and make sure, and if there’s something fishy about the charge, just let me know.”
“I’ll do it right now,” Dipper said.
The moment he said that, Wendy’s phone rang. She answered, “Hello? Mabel? What? How did you—no, no, chill, that’s no problem. Sure, I’ll do it right now. Where? How did you manage to—oh. Yeah, my dad does that a lot. Okay, where's the duplicate? No sweat, I’ll get it and be there in a few minutes.”
“What’s up?” Dipper asked.
“Mabel got to the party and accidentally locked her keys in her car. She wants me to bring her spare one—”
“Where is she?” Dipper asked.
“She’s gonna meet me at the corner of Main and Lake.”
Dipper frowned in thought. “What’s even around there? Okay, go ahead, but have her call me as soon as you get there. See if she charged some rental to the Shack credit card.”
“I’ll tell her to call,” Wendy promised.

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“We are too early,” Candy said to Mabel.
“Yeah, but the others will show up soon,” Mabel said with a wide grin. She was already in her blue two-piece. Candy had her bathing suit in an oversized bag. “You go and change and hurry back,” Mabel told her.
As soon as Candy left, Mabel took some little bottles from her bag. She read the labels and poured the contents of three of them in the pool. The blue, lavender, and yellow colors spread and faded in. “Now I wait,” she told herself.
In five minutes Candy came back. She had grown into a shapely Asian girl, trading her glasses for contacts that emphasized her big dark-brown eyes, and more recently having laser surgery so now she needed no lenses of any kind. She had also changed from being shy to being one of Mabel's most daring friends. Her thong bathing suit was temptingly tiny. “I hope I will not be embarrassed,” she said.
“Oh, I don't think that's a problem. Do me a big favor,” Mabel told her. “Jump in the pool and see if it’s warm enough.”
“It is always warm,” Candy said, looking puzzled. “And anyway, I am so happy to see you again, and I was hoping maybe you and I could hug and kiss a little before the other girls and boys showed up.”
“Yeah, boys,” Mabel said. “It’s just that, uh—I want the party to be perfect. So if you’ll do me this teeny favor, we’ll hook up later in the evening.” Though no one else was there, she whispered, “I’ve got Mr. Bouncy-Bouncy in my bag.”
“I like Mr. Bouncy-Bouncy!” Candy said. “Jump in right here? The deep end?”
“I dare you,” Mabel told her.
So Candy jumped, sending up a big splash.
When she surfaced, Mabel asked, “Is it warm enough?”
Candy, a good swimmer, began to tread water. “It is just right, I think. It feels nice.”
“Swim a full lap, okay?”
“Why?”
Mabel's smile became wicked. “Because I love to watch you swim. It’s very sexy.”
Brightening, her friend said, “Oh! All right. I will swim!”
Candy did a crawl stroke to the shallow end, turned, and did a breast stroke back. When she grabbed the edge of the pool, she said, “The water is good. I feel very excited.”
“How do you mean?” Mabel asked.
Candy unfastened and removed her top, tossing it onto the edge of the pool. “Look. My nipples are really hard and sort of aching. See how big they are? And between my legs is tingly!”
It was true. Her nipples were more erect than Mabel had ever seen them, brownish-red and taut.
"They do look good!" Mabel pushed her own swimsuit bottom off and sat on the edge of the pool. “How tingly are you, Candy? Are you horny enough to eat my pussy, even though other people will show up soon?”
Licking her lips, the Asian girl said, “Yes! I want to do that!”
"Even if other people see us?"
"I don't care! I want to taste you!"
With a lascivious smile, Mabel leaded back and spread her legs, her feet dangling in the water. “Candy, chew!”
Her friend muff-dived, floating in the water, her elbows up on the pool ledge, her tawny tits rubbing as she bobbed a little. Since the previous summer, the two girls had an ongoing relationship. Candy knew just where to put her tongue, just how to lap and suck, just when to insert a finger into Mabel’s pussy and a few moments later another into her butthole, and then how to squeeze to bring Mabel to a gasping climax. “Woah, woah, woah! Good job!” Mabel said. “Now put your top back on—”
“Oh,” Candy said, looking as if she were about to bawl.
“Still horny! Um, all right, you can stay in the water and take your bottom off,” Mabel conceded. “I’ll hop in with you and finger-fuck you. That should hold you for a while.”
“Please!” Candy begged. "I need it so much!" Pouting a little, she refastened the bra of her swimsuit, then pulled off the panties and handed them up to Mabel. Mabel put them in Candy’s bag, but she pulled her own bottom piece back on. Then she went to the shallow end and walked down the steps, the water lapping first her calves, then her knees and thighs. Candy obediently followed.
“Are you ready to come?” Mabel asked.
“Please make me come!” Candy said.
“Will you do whatever I tell you?”
“Yes, only please—”
“Little deeper. Little more." Soon they were tit-deep. "This is good. Come here.” Mabel gave her a deep kiss, feeling Candy melt The Asian girl gripped her butt and sarted to hump her leg. And something more. Now that she was in the water, Mabel felt it, too—a growing yen for sex, a mounting recklessness. She freed her leg from between her friend's, then rubbed her tits against Candy’s as she reached down to cup her cute pussy, Candy raised and crooked her leg, opening for her—
“So good!” the Asian girl said.
“You’re gonna cum like crazy as soon as I put one finger inside you.”
“I—what?”
“Just wait,” Mabel said. She was teasing Candy’s slit, working her clit with her middle finger. “Remember, you'll do what I tell you, and I say you're gonna cum from just one finger inside you. This is gonna drive you crazy.”
She moved her middle finger down, crooked it, and thrust it into Candy’s slit.
The girl threw back her head and screamed something in Korean. Then she thrashed, teeth clenched, her face and the upper curves of her tits glowing red as she yipped, “Ai! Ai! Ai! Yes! I love you!"
“All according to plan,” Mabel purred.

4
Wendy saw Mabel’s car parked in one of the slots near Main Street and Lake Street. She parked near it, walked back, and saw a note under the driver’s side windshield wiper. It had her name on it.
Wendy pulled it free and unfolded it. “Come to the Gravity Falls Pool. You’re welcome to stay for the party, too!”
“What the hell?” Wendy muttered. “She rented the whole pool?”
Well, it was only a short walk. Since her brief career as a lifeguard, the pool security had been upgraded. Now a tall security fence, not the old chain-link one, surrounded and concealed it. As she approached, Wendy could hear the sounds of splashing and laughter.
But—the gate was shut, and when she tried it, it felt locked. A little ticked off, Wendy pounded on the gate. “Mabel! Hey, are you there?”
“Wendy! I'm coming!” Mabel yelled back, and somebody else giggled.
A moment later, the lock clicked, and Mabel, in her bathing suit and dripping, opened the gate.
“Got your spare key,” Wendy said, handing it to her. “Dipper wants you to call him—”
“I will, but I need your help,” Mabel said. “Come and look at this. Wait, put your purse down on the table there. Hey, you got your phone?”
“In the purse,” Wendy said. “But you called me, and I see your phone there—”
Hey, thanks for the key,” Mabel said, tossing in onto the table beside Wendy’s purse.
“Hi-yi!” lilted the girl in the water. Candy, Wendy realized, one of Mabel’s buds.
“Hi,” Wendy said, waving. “What’s up, Mabel? What am I supposed to look at?”
“Well, I rented the pool for the next few hours, but I don’t know if this thing’s working right. You know about stuff. Come over here and look down and tell me if this is supposed to be like this.”
Puzzled, Wendy follwed her to the edge of the deep end.
“It's hard to see because of the ripples. Bend down and look at the drain right there,” Mabel said, pointing.
With her hands on her knees, Wendy bent. “It looks the same as always to—”
She felt Mabel’s hands on her butt, a hard shove, and as she yelped and flailed her arms, Wendy fell into the water.
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