Perved

Chapter 2: Big Dipper

Chapter Summary: Mabel relates her memory of the time she and Dipper fought over the size-changing flashlight—and all the bestiality fun they had afterward.

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“Wait, really?” Dipper said, surprised. “You’ve got an alternate memory, too?”

“Yup,” Mabel replied. “But it’s not from the mansion party. It’s from when you made that magic flashlight that shrinks and grows stuff.”

“Oh yeah?” Dipper said, raising an eyebrow. If Mabel’s alternate memory was as sexual as his own, he thought, this could be very interesting. “Tell me about it.”

“Well, everything’s basically the same until we started fighting over the thingy. Because then…”

***

“Gimme that flashlight, Dipper!”

Mabel was chasing her brother through the woods, desperate to get her hands on the magic flashlight he carried. The twins had tussled briefly in the Mystery Shack parking lot, where Mabel had almost wrestled the flashlight away from him, but he’d managed to knock her to the dusty ground just long enough to get a head start.

Mabel was determined to catch him, and although she wasn’t yet gaining on him, she was keeping up. She was certain that Dipper would tire out before she did, because Mabel’s righteous anger was stronger than Dipper’s fear, and then she would take that flashlight and turn him back to his regular height—one millimeter shorter than her.

Then good fortune struck: Dipper emerged from the woods and ran straight into the wooden fence rail that surrounded the Northwest family’s horse paddock. 

As the stunned boy turned around, Mabel ran at him with arms outstretched, ready to seize the flashlight.

She saw panic flash across her brother’s face. But instead of trying to run or fight, Dipper hit the flashlight’s button, zapping Mabel’s chest—and causing her tiny right breast to grow so large that her sweater could barely contain it. Dipper gawked at her as he got to his feet.

“Wow!” he exclaimed. “That’s the biggest boob I’ve ever seen!”

Mabel, too, was gazing at her now-lopsided chest. Completely forgetting about their quarrel, she looked up at Dipper and barked, “Well don’t stop there, dummy! Do the other one!”

Dipper pointed the flashlight at Mabel’s left breast and expanded it until it was as big as the right one. Mabel immediately fell forward, landing on her huge breasts.

“Oh, wow, they’re heavy!” Mabel said, heaving herself back onto her feet and then holding both boobs in her hands to keep her balance. “But at least they’re soft to land on!” 

An urge came over her, and she leered at Dipper. “Wanna feel me up?”

“Yeah!” Dipper answered gleefully.

Mabel pulled off her sweater and the overstretched tank top she had on underneath, letting her now-ruptured training bra fall to the ground and proudly showing her brother her huge melons. Grinning, Dipper walked up to her and put a hand on one of her gigantic breasts—enabling Mabel to snatch the flashlight out of his other hand, point it at his crotch, and click the button.

“Hey!” Dipper shouted, stumbling backward. 

His shorts and underwear grew gigantic and fell down around his ankles, tripping Dipper and making him land on his bare ass in the grass. Mabel gawked at his now-enormous cock, which lay like a weary, Caucasian-colored anaconda across one of Dipper’s thighs.

“YES!” Mabel cried. “Wow, look how huge I made it!”

Dipper managed to get to his feet, but as soon as he took a step forward, his weighty member swung to one side and threw him off balance, nearly making him fall again.

“Dang it, Mabel!” Dipper shouted. 

He put both hands around the base of his cock to steady it, then took a few steps toward Mabel.

“OMG,” she gasped. “You holding it in both hands like that is super-sexy.”

Now, Dipper’s eyes fell on Mabel’s gigantic breasts again. Mabel saw his big, hanging cock stir.

“What I wanna do with both hands,” Dipper breathed, “is shove this into you. I don’t care which hole.”

Her eyes locked on Dipper’s member, Mabel replied, “Yeah, that sounds cool and everything, except I’d probably die.”

“Well, you could shrink it back down some.”

Mabel looked out at the field, then abruptly turned back to Dipper.

“I’ve got a better idea,” Mabel said. “That dick may be too big for me, but you know who’d love it?”

She gestured toward the paddock, where Pacifica Northwest’s prize mare, Contessa, was trotting around in the lush grass. Her white coat shone in the summer sun.

“I mean,” Mabel added, “you are literally hung like a horse, so…”

Looking stunned, Dipper said, “You want me to fuck a horse? Pacifica’s horse?” Then his face relaxed. “Oh, who am I kidding, I’m into it.”

“Sweet! How about you come touch my big boobies some more, and we’ll get her in the mood?”

Dipper shuffled over to Mabel and put a hand on one of her giant breasts, while Mabel put one hand on Dipper’s outsized cock. Then they closed their eyes and focused on projecting their lust toward the grazing mare.

***

“Wait a second,” Dipper interrupted. “You remember us being able to project our lust a year ago? You only learned to do that after you met Dee, and I only learned to do it after we defeated her.”

Peeved at being interrupted, Mabel replied, “I’m not saying it makes sense; I’m just telling you what I remember. Now do you wanna hear about the horsefucking or not?”

Dipper raised his palms. “No, yeah, keep going.”

***

Even though the twins weren’t moving or speaking, the mare—who was out in the middle of the paddock, snacking on the lush grass—soon raised her head and looked in their direction. And then she was moving toward them, first at a walk and then at a trot. She was nearly galloping by the time she approached the fence, and she had to slow down quickly to avoid running into it. Even though she’d only run for a few seconds, the horse was breathing hard.

Mabel chuckled and declared, “That is one horny horse! Show her your dick, Dipper!”

Dipper turned fully toward the mare, and the horse’s mouth literally fell open. Her big black eyes stared unblinking at Dipper’s enormous member.

“Guess she’s never seen a cock like yours,” Mabel said. “Not on a boy, anyway.”

Contessa now moved so close that her front was right up against the fence rail. Then she leaned her head down, stretching it toward Dipper’s crotch.

“Dude, she wants to blow you!” Mabel cried.

For a moment, Dipper looked dubious, maybe concerned that sticking his huge meat-pole into a mouth full of big, square horse-teeth might be unwise. But it appeared that his horniness quickly got the better of him, because after a moment, he waddled like a saddle-sore cowboy up to the fence and used both hands to hold his cock up to Contessa’s face.

The horse opened her mouth. Her muzzle being so long, she managed to take much of Dipper’s huge member inside before she closed her lips around it and began to suck it like a foal at her mother’s teat. To Mabel, the sight was exciting as hell.

“Yeah, Dip, nurse that mare!” she shouted. “Wow, is this something girl-horses normally do?”

“I dunno,” Dipper breathed, his eyes shut. “But I’m not gonna…look that gift horse…in the mouth…”

“Of course you’re not. Her mouth is full of dick!” Mabel cried, pleased with her own cleverness.

As Mabel watched, Dipper moved his hands—by feel alone, as his eyes remained closed—from the base of his cock to Contessa’s bright-white muzzle. Getting a gentle but firm grip, he started to slowly fuck the horse’s mouth.

“Wowwwwww…” Mabel said, staring lustily at the sight of her brother face-fucking a fancy horse—which was even more titillating because the fancy horse belonged to Pacifica. “Keep doing it, Dipper. I wanna watch you feed her your cum…”

Dipper must have liked the sound of that, because he started fucking Contessa’s mouth a little faster. The horse eagerly tongued Dipper’s cock inside her mouth as he thrust in again and again.

Only now did Mabel notice that Dipper’s balls had the same outsize proportions as his dick. She watched them swing as her brother fucked Contessa’s mouth, and she wondered if they were making a huge load of cum for Dipper to shoot when he came.

I really wanna see that, Mabel thought, reaching her arms out as far as she could to grasp and rub each of her huge, increasingly erect nipples with her whole hand as she watched.

His eyes still closed, and breathing through his parted lips, Dipper tightened his grip on Contessa’s head and pumped the mare’s mouth even faster. The horse didn’t seem to mind this at all; if anything, she appeared to be sucking Dipper’s cock even more eagerly.

Mabel let go of one of her nipples, which was now as thick as a wine cork, and reached down to rub her clit. Now, Dipper was fucking Contessa’s mouth at an even faster pace, and watching him do it turned Mabel on like crazy.

“Yes, Dipper,” Mabel murmured, not daring to speak too loudly for fear of breaking her brother’s erotic concentration. “Fuck that beautiful horse-face, fuck it till you cum, feed her all your seed, she wants it, she wants it all, and she wants it so bad…”

The white mare didn’t seem to object in the slightest as Dipper fucked her mouth faster and faster. Every time her brother sped up his thrusts, Mabel sped up the circular motion of her finger around her clit.

“That’s it, Dipper,” Mabel gasped as quietly as she could manage. “Shoot in her mouth, shoot your cum down her throat, shoot it till her big horse-belly swells up…”

“Ah!” Dipper cried, now fucking Contessa’s muzzle as fast as he could. “Ah! Ah! AAAAAH!”

Mabel saw Contessa’s dark eyes go wide as Dipper shot what must have been a gallon of cum into her mouth. Mabel could see and hear Contessa gulping it down eagerly, her throat muscles working almost frantically to take all of Dipper’s copious seed into her belly.

When Dipper finally finished cumming and pulled his cock from Contessa’s mouth, the mare swallowed once more and then let out a long, whinnying breath.

“Wow, Dipper, I know horses like carrots, but I think she liked your zucchini even more,” Mabel quipped. “Now, are you gonna fuck her or what?”

Mabel could see Dipper’s cock begin to stiffen again at the mere suggestion of fucking Contessa. Mabel could definitely relate; the idea of watching her brother use that monster dick to pound Contessa’s horse-cunt was turning her on like the dickens. So she did her best to encourage him.

“Yeah, fuck that hot mare, Dip-Dip,” she said, again reaching her arms out to grab her enormous nipples, which she squeezed like a cow’s udders. “She obviously wants it bad. Show her what a stallion you are!”

Mabel wasn’t lying or even exaggerating about Contessa’s horniness; Mabel could feel it radiating from her big, beautiful horse-body. And then she could see it, too, because Contessa turned and presented her pussy to Dipper.

Dipper was definitely getting hard now. He held his cock in both hands and stroked it slowly as he looked around.

What’s he looking for? Mabel wondered. Then she noticed how much higher Contessa’s pussy was from the ground than Dipper’s crotch and realized, He needs something to stand on.

Mabel looked around as anxiously, not wanting anything as trivial as a height difference to get in the way of an epic fuck. Then she saw something: a kind of long wooden crate that was painted white and that lay right by the fence. Mabel realized that it was one of those hurdles that horses jumped over during steeplechases.

Her movement hampered by her giant boobs, Mabel couldn’t go fetch the box herself; the only way she could walk even a few steps was to use both hands to hold her massive tits up off the ground, which left her unable to carry anything. So she just pointed at the crate and shouted, “There! Use that!”

Still holding his erect cock—now as long and thick as local lumberjack Manly Dan’s forearm—in both hands, Dipper went over to the crate. Then he hooked one arm under his cock to hold it against his chest while he used his other hand to drag the crate over to where Contessa was waiting. He positioned the crate directly behind her, then got up on it. Now, his crotch was at just the right height. 

“All right!” Mabel cheered. “Now fuck that mare! Give her that dick like a stud!”

Dipper probably didn’t need the encouragement, but Mabel was too excited to keep her mouth shut. This incredible confluence of two of Mabel’s great loves—majestic horses and fucking—was amping up her spirits in a big way.

To Mabel’s glee, Dipper used both hands to put the head of his mega-dong between the lips of Contessa’s equine pussy. Then he shoved in hard, making the white horse whinny.

“Yes!” Mabel shouted. “Fuck her! Fuck her hard!”

Dipper thrust into Contessa’s cunt with almost savage force, pounding the big mare’s pussy. Mabel again grabbed one of her thick nipples and squeezed it rhythmically as she rubbed her clit. Then a thought occurred.

This is amazing, but I need some animal attention, too. And by ‘some,’ I mean ‘lots.’

Fortunately, she had an idea. She stripped off her skirt and panties, then closed her eyes and again projected her lust out into the world, this time in the direction of the woods rather than the paddock. She focused on a particular image, of herself being mounted from behind, a thick red cock with a knot at its base plunging into her exposed pussy.

Mabel’s efforts were rewarded when a pack of timber wolves emerged from the trees. Nine of the big beasts came out into the field and surrounded Mabel, sniffing her naked body and then licking her all over.

“Oh, yes…” Mabel sighed. “Good doggies…”

With a little mental coaxing, Mabel soon had the wolves licking her in very specific places. Mabel’s nipples were so large that three wolves could lick one of them simultaneously, so six wolves were now running their long, wet tongues over her sensitive pink nipples again and again and again. 

Bending forward against a tree, with her big tits hanging beneath her, Mabel encouraged the three remaining wolves to go around behind her. Within moments, they began licking her pussy and asshole as fervently as the others were licking her breasts. Mabel moaned loudly and closed her eyes so she could focus on the sensations all those tongues were giving her.

But she hadn’t stopped paying attention to Dipper and Contessa. The mare was whinnying louder now because Dipper was fucking her even harder and faster. Lust emanated from both boy and horse in powerful waves whose high frequency matched the manic speed with which Dipper was fucking Contessa.

This made Mabel realize that being licked, even with nine long tongues, wasn’t cutting it anymore. She needed to get fucked—good and hard, too.

All she had to do was envision again that hard red cock plunging into her pussy. In mere moments, she felt a furry torso land on her back. Then she felt wildly thrusting hips jabbing the head of a bevel-tipped cock into her asscheeks and the backs of her thighs again and again as the horny wolf sought her entrance.

“C’mon, boy, get it in there!” Mabel shouted. “This hot bitch needs doggy-dick!”

The wolf found his mark and thrust in hard. Mabel cried “FUUUUUCK!” in pleasure and then continued screaming as the big beast fucked her hard. Its cock pleasured her doubly, the conical head thrusting deep inside her again and again while the thick knot at its base literally pounded her pussy, hitting her clit with every thrust.

Mabel screamed louder and louder as that hard-thrusting wolf-cock drove her closer and closer to orgasm. Then the wolf shoved extra hard and forced its thick knot inside her, and Mabel shrieked in both pain and shattering orgasmic ecstasy as the big beast fired its hot semen straight up into her womb.

Gasping for breath, and with the wolf still on her back with its cock knotted in her pussy, Mabel opened her eyes just in time to see Dipper cry out “YEAHHHH!” and shoot his load into Contessa’s horse-cunt.

“Wow,” Mabel said, giggling with postcoital bliss as she addressed the big beast on her back, “you sure shot a lot of wolf-cum in me. If I was a girl-wolf, I’d probably be having a big ol’ litter of cubs. I wonder who shot more, you or Dipper?”

The wolf had no response except to raise one hind leg and step over Mabel’s ass so that the wolf faced away from her, its cock still buried in her pussy. Mabel didn’t know a lot about wolf sex, but she got the idea that the wolf was waiting for that big knot to deflate before it pulled out of her. Which struck Mabel as very courteous, but at the same time, she was eager for more fucking. And so were the eight other wolves that stood around her with lust in their yellow eyes and hard, heavy red cocks hanging down between their hind legs.

By this time, Dipper had pulled his oversized cock out of Contessa’s pussy, which positively gaped as Dipper’s thick cum oozed heavily from it. Then Contessa turned around, took Dipper’s thick member back into her mouth, and sucked it.

Wow, Mabel thought. Does she just like the taste of his baby-juice? Or is she getting him ready for another round? Probably both, actually.

The wolf behind Mabel slowly pulled his cock out of her pussy, making Mabel groan a little as his knot—now smaller than before but certainly not small—pulled free of her entrance. Mabel felt hot wolf-cum run in two thick rivulets down her pale thighs, which made her even hornier than she already was from watching Dipper and Contessa.

Within seconds of the first wolf pulling out, another one vaulted his front onto Mabel’s back and thrust wildly for a few moments before finding his mark. Mabel again cried out as a thick lupine cock plunged into her and began thrusting madly.

For a moment, Mabel closed her eyes and just drank in the sensation of being fucked so hard by that big wolf-cock. But then, even as her body was rapidly shoved forward and back by the big wolf’s thrusts, she opened her eyes again because she didn’t want to miss another second of the Dipper/Contessa action.

Just then, Contessa thrust her big white horse-head forward, seized Dipper’s huge cock in her mouth, and swallowed the first twelve inches or so of its length so that she was taking him all the way to the balls. The mare’s throat bulged, and the big animal swallowed repeatedly, massaging Dipper’s cock with her lips, tongue, and throat muscles all at once as she sucked the entire length of his cock. Dipper cried “Ahhhhh, fuck yeah!”, then grabbed Contessa’s head with both hands and fucked her face.

Together with the wolf-cock pounding Mabel’s pussy, this sight was so stimulating that the girl shouted “AAAAAAAH!” and came. The wolf came then, too, and the feel of its hot load shooting up into her to mix with the one already in her womb made Mabel cum even harder.

“FUUUUUCK!” Dipper shouted, and as Mabel began to come down from her own orgasm, she watched Dipper have his. Her brother was cumming so much that even a horse couldn’t swallow all his seed fast enough, and some of it leaked out of the sides of Contessa’s mouth and down her muzzle.

The wolf that had just knotted Mabel turned around ass-to-ass with her, just as the last one had. But this time, one of the other male wolves didn’t wait for his pack-mate to pull out. Instead, the horny wolf jumped up and landed his torso sideways across Mabel’s back, then worked his hips around until his body was fully on top of hers—and his hot, hard cock was between the cheeks of her ass.

“Oh my God, yes!” Mabel cried. “Shove your big wolf-dick in my ass! Shove it all in my ass!”

The wolf may not have understood Mabel’s words, and it may not even have understood what she wanted. But it knew what it wanted, and that was to get balls-deep in a hot, tight hole. So it shifted its hips around and made random thrusts until one lucky shift put its cone-shaped, precum-lubricated cockhead right in the little depression of Mabel’s pink asshole. The wolf thrust in, and Mabel cried out, “YES!”

The double penetration felt incredible; Mabel could actually feel the two wolves’ cocks rubbing against each other through her inner wall. So she couldn’t help but close her eyes and focus on the incredible pleasure of it.

It wasn’t more than a minute before the wolf fucking her ass shoved his knot in. Mabel screamed loudly with pain and even louder with pleasure as the beast’s hot load shot up into her bowels.

The wolf that had been knotted in Mabel’s pussy now pulled out of her, and the one in her ass turned around like the others. This didn’t leave room for any other wolves to mount her from behind, so Mabel figured she’d have to wait a few minutes for the knot in her ass to go down before she could get any new wolf-cocks inside her.

That is, until one of the horny male wolves approached her from the front, just to the right of the tree she was leaning on. The beast leaped up and landed his front paws on her shoulders, putting his hard red cock right in her face, and started thrusting his hips.

Blowing another species? Mabel thought. Oh hell yeah!

She opened her mouth. When the wolf thrust his cock in, Mabel closed her lips around it and let the animal fuck her face. She loved the way its thick shaft felt inside her mouth, rubbing so eagerly against her lips and tongue.

Over the wolf’s panting, Mabel could hear Dipper grunting and Contessa whinnying. She guessed that her brother was giving the white mare’s pussy another pounding. She wished she could see it, but she was also enjoying watching the wolf’s balls swing wildly as the beast fucked her face.

Mabel didn’t let the wolf knot her mouth—she was afraid her braces would hurt it—but she eagerly gulped down its thick cumload. Then the wolf got down and happily trotted away. Another one took its place just as yet another wolf mounted Mabel from behind and plunged its cock into her pussy.

All of the wolves that Mabel had summoned were male, so she got fucked a few more times in various holes before the beasts had their fill and happily loped away. Soon after, Dipper came over—with the flashlight in hand and his cock back to its normal size—and shrank her boobs back to their previous preteen dimensions. Mabel straightened up.

“How’d it go?” Dipper asked.

“Awesome! I got doggy-DPed!” the cum-covered Mabel cried. “Well, I guess I got wolfy-TPed, but that just doesn’t have the same ring to it.”

“Wow—wish I could have seen it,” Dipper said. “But blowing so many loads in that hot mare was great.” 

“So,” Mabel said, “is Contessa gonna have little centaurs now?”

“I don’t think it works like that.”

“That’s too bad. The only thing hotter than you fucking a horse would be you pregging a horse. Plus, I’d love to see Pacifica’s face when her prize mare gave birth to a half-human baby.”

“I can’t really picture Pacifica watching any birth at all. Heck, when her own kids are born, she’ll probably have earbuds in and be watching The Duchess Approves on her tablet between contractions.

“Now, we’d better get back to the Shack. We can clean up with the hose before we go in.”

“Thanks, Bro-Bro.” She chuckled and added, “Guess I’m getting hosed in every way there is today.”

***

“You know,” Dipper said, “we’re kind of mean to Pacifica in this memory.”

“Well, this was way before she became our friend,” Mabel replied. “It would even be before you made up with her in your memory. Which I don’t have.”

“Right,” Dipper said. “I don’t have your memory, either. I kinda wish I did, though; your version of the flashlight thing sounds way more fun than what really happened.”

“Well,” Mabel replied naughtily, “we could reenact it right here. Or just enact it, I guess, since it didn’t really happen.”

“Oh yeah?” Dipper replied, a glint in his eye.

“If you’ll be my stallion, I’ll be your mare.”

“Oh heck yeah. Let’s ride.”