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You know, I am reading that "R-rated movie" Wendip idea, and can't help to think... what if a few years later,as happy parents, they go for sequel? Or what if Tambry proposes a spin-off...?

not sure why one couldn't assume both are possible - much like I will! after all,

While the theater had been scarcely populated, Wendy and Dipper's brazen acts certainly hadn't gone unnoticed. There were enough camera flashes and digital pings to ensure that the real show of that evening wouldn't be so easily forgotten. Dipper might have been nervous about that, as he sat splayed out in the afterglow, half naked and coated in the mess they'd made.

But Wendy assured him, then, that those in town had seen far weirder than their public display of intimacy. That much was true, certainly. When she said those in the town likely wouldn't mind what happened in the theater, Dipper believed in that too. And she'd been right, at least as far as consequences went - though someone very much did mind, after all.

At least, she minded in that she hadn't been invited, that is.

Tambry was elated when she stumbled across that video, some odd few days afterward during a late night internet binge. She didn't believe what she'd seen at first, the footage blurry and grainy enough that she wasn't certain. But Wendy's fiery orange hair was something she'd recognize anywhere, and the way the once reserved city boy lowered his inhibitions and his pants was all too befitting a Dipper who'd been seduced.

Which was why she was quick to suggest something akin to a spin-off, another night in a theater this time showing an older comedy that'd already been running for weeks. Wendy'd never heard of it, but she certainly didn't mind the suggestion. Dipper was typically timid about the matter, until he found his phone aflame in pictures of the two in varying degrees of undress in preparation for their date.

That's how Dipper ended up sitting through the trailers of a movie he'd already seen twice in his life, his shorts down around his knees and two different hands on his cock. How he wound up gritting his teeth on a moan as the room darkened, as a scant few others shuffled in just shy of the movie's start time.

He felt thankful, that they'd come in late. It was dark enough that those strangers likely weren't privy to what was going on in the middle of the theater. To Tambry's lips sealed around his cock, to Wendy's breasts smothered up against his face. They barely made it through the first act of the story before Tambry was outright naked, eager to bounce in his lap while Wendy cradled his palm to her stomach.

"Don't be shy, dude," She teased beneath the beat of the movie's score. "We're starting a franchise here."

While Dipper had enjoyed the movie the two times he'd seen it - once long ago, at an age where it surely impacted his humor and then again some years later, just before his move back into the Falls - he felt the show tonight was much better. It'd been hard for him to take his eyes off Tambry's bare ass as it swayed in his lap, as her flesh smacked to his thighs and her breath grew hot.

"Ah-after...noon delight..."

On instinct, he muttered along with the film. A line he'd heard twice had now become his, just as he made Tambry's womb his own. She clenched, bucked and roughly rode out her own orgasm and groaned into Wendy's mouth as she felt the heat of his cock. Within the light of the screen, he watched the two continue to kiss and grope at one another. It wasn't long before Wendy was out of her pants and, though he got a few chuckles in at the jokes that continued to fly, he found himself preoccupied again as Wendy crawled back into his lap, facing him as the third act started.

By the time the lights came up, the three were left slouched in their respective seats. Dipper kept his hat - Wendy's old one, of course - while Tambry and Wendy were yet nude, save the streaks of white that leaked down their bare thighs. It was the most exhausting trip to the movies that Dipper ever had, though it would be far from the last.

For a good few months later, the trio would return to that same theater. They'd manage the same seats, made obvious given the cum stains in the material that still lingered. And as the lights went down on another movie that none of them had even heard of before this evening, their clothes were loosened - and thankfully so, in Tambry and Wendy's case. The two were eager to flaunt their naked, pregnant bodies beneath the cover of movie theater darkness, to indulge in what had long since become routine.

And Dipper, as Wendy and Tambry knelt in the row to jointly suck at his cock, was just happy that their once-called franchise had continued to be a success.

#gravity fucks #syndrome voice YOU GOT ME MONOLOGUING (writing)

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Lot of really good stories! Thanks!

Hey I just want to say that I really enjoyed the prompted stories you wrote and I regret not getting a chance to submit an idea

aw, thanks! I know it's not ~proper writing~ or anything but I'm glad at least some folks have fun with my spin on that "this is what I'd do" ask game!

it - along with actual writing prompts and such - will hopefully swing back around sometime soon, fwiw, and I always say if ya got a burning idea, toss it in - worst I can do is chat about it!

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Title: A Fox in the Hen House

Series: Miraculous Ladybug

In this three chapter story, Rena Rouge has been the top Ladynoir shipper in Paris for a near decade and, as a result of her becoming more frequently active beneath her mask, she's been made witness to their playful, flirtatious act more than anyone else. She's watched them veer so close to the line, and yet all the same she's seen the two often awkwardly lean away from it after getting too close.

That, she finally decides after watching a particularly long, particularly heavy petting session between the two, won't do. Rules were meant to be broken, and this longstanding inhibition is one she now more than ever wants to do away with for the betterment of herself, and her idols.

Rena first riles Chat Noir up late one evening, palming at his crotch and groping on his ass, taunting him with heavy talk of how nice it'd feel to finally show Ladybug how he truly feels, but stops short of getting him off. She then, the following night, does the same with Ladybug, physically taunting her over the obvious need she's grown for Chat Noir, feeling her up through the spandex and leaving her heaving, hot wreck.

The climax - and their own - comes a short while after, where Rena wanders in on a supposed patrol that is immediately revealed as something of a trap set inside of a hotel. Ladybug on one side, Chat on the other, the two chastise her actions as being unbecoming of a hero while they grope and squeeze and suck at her body, with Rena quickly melting between the two as costumes fade and boundaries are, finally and fully, broken.

Only, as Rena finds with her ass being clapped by Chat Noir's thighs and her mouth occupied on Ladybug's crotch, this is not their first time. The two are so disgustingly tender with each other in part because for so many years, they'd been blowing off steam together, away from prying eyes such as hers. Rena's shocked, surprised, and ultimately overwhelmed as Ladybug fastens a lucky charm collar to her neck and orders Chat Noir to show her just how they do it, with Rena's face made a throne for Ladybug's naked ass as Chat Noir pounds her full of cum - with a distinct glow adorning Ladybug's earrings as he drains himself into their friend and then, as Rena slowly passes out, mounts and pins Ladybug.

When Rena awakes the next morning, she's a naked Alya Césaire, laying between a naked Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Agreste. Her surprise at Adrien's identity is supplanted by the shock of her swollen stomach, something that Marinette, herself swollen as well, then explains isn't a proper pregnancy - just a byproduct of her miraculous of creation, something they've long since surmised is done to ready the body for the "Right moment", a time of true and perfect unity, and that also prevents it until then with the side effects wearing off some twelve hours afterwards.

And though Alya spends her morning in varying degrees of shock, she finds herself quite comfortably at peace between Marinette and Adrien before long, her shipper's heart beating furiously as the two take advantage of this grace period to engage one another again and, in time, Alya finds her faux-pregnant body mounted on Adrien's lap as Marinette tenderly kisses her.

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Command and Control, Miraculous Ladybug

This would see the return of one of my personal favorite concepts - Dommiebug!

In that, with Zoe on leave back to the United States for a time, Marinette feels there needs to be someone wielding the bee miraculous - but the only option is a Chloe who'd recently returned and, while softened at the edges, is hardly repentant. She tries anyway, for the sake of team unity, only for the returning Queen Bee to every bit the stuck up, snobby, bratty and bossy hero one might have expected.

But, having seen some glimmer of hope in Chloe in the day before, Marinette decides not to simply take back the miraculous again and instead hopes to reform her - the only way she feels might work. Chloe's penthouse gets a visit from Ladybug that evening, with Ladybug herself having undergone a costume change - her boots are thigh highs and black, her spotted spandex a leotard with long black gloves to match, her yo-yo replaced by a riding crop.

Chloe insults the look, but Ladybug explains that while Chloe might not have changed all that much, she certainly has. Ladybug leans on Chloe's former fandom and a firm hand to bring Chloe in line, lashing her ass red with the crop at one moment and fingering her mouth the next. She needs this to work out, for the safety of Paris in the interim, and pulls out all the stops - she grinds on Chloe's face, fastens clamps to her chest and roughly works fingers and a lucky charm-based toy into her either hole until Chloe swears her allegiance, that she'll behave.

Nobody involved in the following patrol, including Chat Noir, Rena, and Ryuko, believes Ladybug's update, that Chloe would fall in line so suddenly - not until they arrive at the designated meeting point to find Queen Bee clad in just her mask, kneeling before Ladybug, tenderly eating her out and hopping up onto her feet with a simple tap of Ladybug's fingers to the top of her head, with Queen Bee showing her newfound loyalty further by taking to Paris without her costume - her battered and bruised ass, her yet faintly reddened nipples on fully display for those she'll now care for - or else.

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what's underneath

Fandom: Miraculous

Ladybug, Chat Noir, Rena, and Ryuko are on patrol duty but, in lieu of a new Hawk Moth, there's not much concern for the city of Paris - not enough to keep them from veering an otherwise casual conversation into some risqué territory. Rena wonders aloud what's under their suits, Ryuko assumes it's just their clothing but Chat isn't too sure. A debate rages among the group, one that's only settled when Ladybug finally stands up and states that she knows.

They won't be satisfied with just her words, so she instead shows them both that with concentration the costumes can, in fact, come off, and that they are very much naked underneath. Rena tries this next, despite Chat's insistence that he take the makeshift rooftop stage, though after her little strip show, he does the same, and finally Ryuko puts on something of an elegant display of ridding herself of her own costume

The naked truth made quite literally bare, the four are left nude after the impromptu strip show and though Ladybug starts to try and cover up, things are made a bit more heated when one can see the bulge in Chat's leather isn't simply how the suit was designed, the glisten between Ryuko's legs not being a shade of red.

They decide, jokingly, to celebrate the truth of the matter and to deal with the obvious arousal between their various blushing faces, by engaging in what turns into a foursome that sees Rena tease Chat about shaping his suit with his cock, while Ryuko teases Ladybug about the placement of her costume's spots, and ends with the four at different levels of ease, yet naked as they debate telling the rest of the team - Chat and Rena feel it something they ought to know, while Ryuko and Ladybug point out it might lead to a full on orgy.

That, it's ultimately decided, isn't too terrible an outcome, with the end an implication that the rest of the team is gonna be learning a lot more about their miraculous in the coming days.

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“Something French like that” The Owl House

hmm. bit tough. sitting on it a bit, I'm seeing

A story set around the time Luz graduates - there's a party, of course, though a much smaller, more intimate gathering of those Luz holds most dear and closest afterwards. Herself, Camila, Amity, Eda, Raine unwind with a mixture of treats from both the Boiling Isles and Earth. It's meant to wind them all down, a respite just before the future.

Until Amity inquires about the tall bottle with a label in a language she hasn't quite heard of before.

"It's uh, really good wine," Luz would explain. "Something French like that."

And then she'd explain a bit of French - including the scant few phrases she knows - to the party, itself an elective course in her human realm education days. They then try it, with Eda and Raine no strangers to such a drink - though this one's far more potent than anything Camila had shared, more intense, enough so that a mere glass gets them and Amity a bit tipsy. And though Luz and Camila offer some timid words of restraint, the denizens of the Boiling Isles seem to appreciate the drink just a bit too much - and the Noceda clan, ultimately, partake a good amount for themselves, too.

This, of course, snowballs - Amity's inhibitions are loosened up enough to say she hopes Luz takes after her mom in regards to her body, just as Eda inquires on such a matter. Raine's more blunt in stating their appreciation for Camila's chest, Eda compliments "Boots'" ass just as well, and flirtatious remarks further spiral as clothing is shed and lips are shared.

Amity's all over Camila's bare chest, Luz remarks on a long held desire to taste the Owl Lady's tongue, Raine finds themselves a seat for Camila's weight just as Amity takes to exploring the wilder side of magic in Eda's body. The drink flows, bodies constantly shared until just about everyone's had a turn with the graduate in some form or another - Luz is sandwiched between Raine and Eda, sits her ass on Amity's face and even gets a bit of Camila in there, too, who herself finds admiration in Amity's tongue just as she finds familiarity in the taste of Raine's pussy and Eda's ass.

They wake the following morning flustered, naked, and all pretty sure they won't talk about this beyond the walls of the Owl House - but, Eda insists, anything that happens inside of them, stays inside of them, should anyone else feel like "graduating" anytime soon. Amity makes some quiet remark of her own studies, while Raine inquires about getting more of that drink from Camila

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Title: A Red Rag to a Bull, for the show Gravity Falls.

A reversal on the norm, Dipper decides he wants Wendy to chase after him for a change and with some shared history in place between them, he knows just what Wendy likes - brazen acts of indecency! He bends over with his shorts sagging in the Shack, loses his shorts when they visit the pool, and finally steps out of her shower having supposedly forgotten to dress himself in anything beyond the meager dishtowel he'd found under her sink.

It, of course, works.

Wendy all but jumps him, finally riled up enough to let her casual demeanor slips. A frenzied kiss, a lot of groping on his hot, slightly wet and still very naked body, and soon enough Dipper's on his back in her bed while she's throating his cock, teasing his ass and finally helping herself into his lap after sticking her thong to the top of his head.

She rides him hard and rough, enough to dent the wall before he's finally drained into her womb. Wendy keeps going, though, jerking him off while licking at his smooth rim, kissing down his thighs and finally taking his second cumshot to the face before she slumps forward next to him, huffing and puffing into her pillows as he lies dazed and satisfied that his plan worked

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Title: The heat is on! Gravity Falls

It's another scorcher in Gravity Falls - where the sun hangs high and the AC never seems to work. Luckily for Dipper, though, he's been back in town long enough to know how this works, how best to beat the heat - leave it to Wendy! And that proves a very viable plan when he finds himself invited to a backyard pool party a short while into his day, arriving at Wendy's place to find her recently installed pool occupied by Wendy, herself, and Tambry.

And since it's so hot, Wendy mentioned in her text, swimsuits are optional.

At first, it's a somewhat timid story wherein Dipper gets used to skinny dipping for the first time in a long while - though it gradually shifts as he becomes more comfortable in the water, in watching Wendy's firm freckled body floating through the pool just as Tambry's own bare naked frame emerges from the crystal clear water. It's just a nice, relaxing day, in effort to beat the heat.

Till Tambry quite crudely points out Dipper's boner, and Wendy teases Tambry into a pool-wide race to see who gets it first. Dipper asks if he gets a say, then is asked if he really wants one. He looks down at his own hard shame, then at the two nice naked ladies that are about to race for claim to his cock, and shakes his head no.

Of course, it's too close to call, and so the winners split the prize - Dipper's hiked up onto dry land, his legs spread with Tambry sucking at his balls while Wendy handles his cock - though it's Tambry who lunges from the water and hooks her legs around his waist first in a furious, rapid bounce in his lap that sees him moan and fill her womb before she slips back into the pool.

Wendy hops her ass up into his lap just after, riding him hard and teasing him about the heated expression on his face - asking that if he's still so hot, why don't they get back in? Dipper chuckles as he agrees, and finds himself for the first time having sex with someone underwater - with Wendy pinning his waist to the side of the pool until she feels his cock throb inside of her.

As the two aimlessly float in relief ahead of him, Dipper slouches back and wipes a bit of the sweat from his brow. The sun's fading over the tree line, now, his cum yet leaks into the waters from betwen both Tambry and Wendy's legs. He gnaws gently at his lower lip, trying to swallow what he wants to say - until he can't help but blurt it out.

"Er, you guys, your...prize is still feeling kind of...hot." He says, the tip of his yet hard cock poking from just beyond the surface of the water.

Wendy and Tambry stir in the water, swim back towards him and soon enough Dipper finds himself being stroked on by Wendy's hand while Tambry alternates between breaths above the water and sucks of his cock beneath it, as shadows finally start falling over the town again.

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"The movie is R-rated", Gravity Falls

Dipper treats Wendy to a movie of her choice on his latest return to the Falls - she picks something he might have expected, an R-rated slasher flick that...has nobody else really in attendance. There's a few further down, some folks in the corners, but it seems nobody quite cares for the genre in town anymore.

Which works out fine for Wendy, who's already lowered her jeans by the time the last trailer rolls

And though Dipper's bashful about such a thing, he's not one to stop her hand from reaching into his shorts and stroking his cock hard through the opening credits. Nor does he care to say anything when she takes his tighty whities down with his shorts and help herself into his lap, their popcorn bucket stashed the next seat over while she makes herself comfortable on top of him.

He doesn't even quite complain about missing the gorey details of the movie - focused instead on groping Wendy's chest from behind, his hands under her shirt while she steadily rides his cock in this otherwise public setting. Some flash photography does go off, some muttering from those in the audience, but Dipper's too lost in the pleasure of Wendy's hairy pussy to notice that fewer and fewer of the already scarce crowd are watching them and not the movie.

It's just as well they give those in attendance a good show, as Wendy raises herself up and pries her shirt off. She turns and smothers Dipper in her freckled tits, bouncing more loudly and intently in his lap while Dipper clings to her ass for whatever life he's got left - before he finally groans, his balls drained into Wendy just as their lips meet.

The moment's oddly passionate given the monster on-screen, though Dipper comes to snap out of it as he hears a meager applause that's not happening because the final girl managed to outwit her enemy - but because those few around them might have just seen Wendy knocked up for themselves, and though he's flustered and shy, Dipper can't find it in himself to deny Wendy a bit of a post-credits scene - with the lights slowly coming up as she bends herself over the seat ahead of them, wiggling her ass in his face until he mounts her - teasing Dipper about giving them an encore as he starts to thrust.