It all began when you scored yourself a job at the Mystery Shack. Sure, there wasn't much pay and you had a really strong suspicion that your boss was secretly embezzling money on an offshore bank account but it was better than nothing. After your parents relocated to the weird tourist town called Gravity Falls because of their new jobs, you've been forced to spend your whole summer vacation there. Not that you didn't mind; you were an only child after all, and you usually spent your summers alone anyway.
Thankfully, as you worked your days and shifts in the tourist trap, you quickly made friends in Dipper and Mabel, who also worked alongside you and were related to your boss. Outside of work hours, the three of you hung out together, often using that time to explore the supernatural mysteries and dark secrets that enshroud the town. Some days were spent just watching Ducktective in their bedroom.
However, no matter the situation, you couldn't stop staring down at Dipper's feet and his black sneakers. Even as you tried to keep your mind off his feet by focusing on literally anything else, all you could think about it was how much his sweaty feet must smell after a long day and your desire to lick them clean from the sweat that has likely been accumulated.
Today was one of the more laidback days where you hung out in the confines of the twins' bedroom. You found yourself idly lying down on the wooden floor, reading a book you brought from home when you felt something warm and soft land on your face, obstructing your sense of sight. Before you even had a chance to react, your nose picked up a strong pungent smell.
"Just relax and breathe in," he cooed.
Dipper gently rubbed his socks all over your face, gripping his toes where he could and smirking as your face scrunched up. But he wasn't done yet. He playfully wiggled his toes directly on top of your nostrils, making sure you got a good sample of the sharp smell of his boyish foot sweat.
"I had a small feeling that you liked my feet," Dipper chuckled as he slowly teased you, subtly placing his other foot on the surface of your lips, as if he's nudging you to let his foot into your mouth...
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