Dipper decided on writing some fun. Wendy Corduroy was a buxom redhead, with F cup breasts and who was closet shotacon. Dripper smirked a she finished. He then packeted up the computer and decided to head back to the Shack.
When he arrived back, he saw Wendy still at the counter. He blushed as he noticed her new bust. He knew she was a B, maybe a C cup. Now her massive tits strain the green flannel shirt she was wearing. She had a few buttons undone. Which let Dipper see the beginning of her cleavage.
For several moments Dipper did nothing, as he process what he was seeing. It didn't take long for him to realize the computer was real. He grinned, not thinking about the warning that message he reed on the computer.
Dipper then noticed Wendy was staring at him. Her face was red as she rubbed her thighs together. Dipper just blinked a few times, before he remembered what he wrote. He hid a smile as he approached Wendy.
"Hello Wendy." Said Dipper, keeping cool for now.
"Hello Dipper, have you gotten cuter." Said Wendy, smiling. She leaned over a little. Dipper tried to make his quickly glances at Wendy's cleavage not so obvious.
What happened next ?
Option 1: Wendy said it was hot and undo a few more buttons.
Option 2: Dipper asked Wendy if she liked to show him around town.
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