Wendy at her usual spot at the cash register, reading a magazine.
Luckily for Dipper, the gift shop was mostly empty today, so his chances of getting stepped on
weren't as high.
The tiny boy made his way behind the counter and waved frantically at Wendy.
"Hey, Wendy, hey!" The pint-sized boy shouted.
Unfortunately for Dipper, his tiny voice couldn't reach the redhead's ears.
Dipper desperately waved his arms in the air in the hopes that she saw him, but to no avail.
Wendy continued to read her magazine, blissfully unaware of her shrunken friend at her feet.
"Ugh, of course, I'm too small for her to hear me!" Dipper groaned.
Dipper looked up at his now gigantic crush, pondering how he was going to get her attention.
"Maybe I can climb her up to her to ear." Dipper thought out loud.
With that in mind, the two-inch tall boy began climbing up Wendy's giant boot.
Dipper's face beat red as he climbed her pant leg. Never he would have thought he would be this close to Wendy, let alone climbing up her jeans, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
Dipper makes it over Wendy's knee and onto her thigh.
He takes a moment to catch his breath as he lays on top of her thigh.
Wendy, still unaware of her tiny companion, put her feet up on the counter, sending her minuscule friend tumbling down onto her lap.
Dipper picked himself up off the floor and immediately looked up at Wendy.
He was halfway to her shoulders. All he had to do next was climb her stomach and then arriving at climb over her breast.
Dipper's face was as red as a tomato, but he knew in his heart that this would be worth it in the end.
The two-inch boy began crawling up Wendy's flannel shirt, his heart pounding in his chest. He could not believe he was doing this; it was all so surreal.
He finally reached her breasts.
From Dipper's perspective, Wendy's breasts were like small hills, and being against them this way made him blush quite heavily. Climbing over the roundness of them was a tad difficult, but he managed to do it.
Finally, he reached Wendy's neck, and he stared up at the giantess before him.
Dipper called out to Wendy again, hoping she could hear him.
'Wendy, Wendy, can you hear me?' Dipper shouted.
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