Sweets Wrapped Tightly(Gravity Falls Tg)

"Aww Dipper do you have to get rid of those bandages?"

"Mabel you've already used them on too many people and I'm seriously concerned that you'd try to use these on me too."

"You didn't seem to mind when Gideon was-"

"What Gabby used to be doesn't matter, I'm getting rid of these now."

"But Dipper! You'd! BE! SO! CUTE!"

"Yeah I'm gonna... go now..."

And with that Dipper waddled away, the tail on his cheap halloween costume wagging as he dumped what looked to be used bandages in his melon colored trick or treat candy container. He did have to run a few minutes to get rid of Mabel, but once she was gone and he'd gotten up from where he'd collapsed(he really needed to up his cardio) he was off, ready to leave this nightmare creation behind.

The Pine twins had returned to Gravity Falls for the quarter break, half cause all of the interconnected streets made for better trick or treating and half cause Old Man McGucket had decided to retire to somewhere in Florida and in his usually demented haze, had left his lab materials to Dipper.

His parents had definitely had some questions, but luckily Grunkle Stan had dazzled the pants off them, though he insisted on a 40% cut of whatever they found. Turns out, cataloguing over 50 years of experiments, half of which were done by a crazy person wasn't as much fun as they all thought it'd be and half of it didn't work. Then Gideon was back up to his antics and during the fight he had been the one to accidentally get tangled up in the bandages.

Just thinking about it brought a blush to Dipper's face, especially the final result and how she'd- No no he was not going to think about it! Needless to say, once Mabel had found out she had girlifying bandages that also made people SUPER into you, she of course forgot the first part and proceeded to use them on her next three "boyfriends." On the plus side, Mermando did land that Disney live action remake gig cause of it, so it wasn't all bad, but Dipper had to get rid of them or he'd never sleep comfortably at night again.

So now he was going to the Stump to Nowhere! A place the book described as a portal to either an unimaginable hellscape nothing could come back from or somewhere in New Jersey. Either way they'd be gone and he could get back to actua-

"Hey the dweeb's back!"

Robbie was swaying, loud music booming from somewhere off in the forest as he finished downing something in a can that smelled like wet bread. Dipper suddenly remembered a small note on the book page on that spot, mentioning how it had become a popular party spot once teens realized they could toss their empties through the portal. Well this would be unpleasant.

"HIC Wha's with th' dog cossume puh-ppy? Try'na uh..." While his addled brain tried to think of an insult or something clever, Dipper was slowly inching his way towards the stump, ready to bolt once he had an opening to leave. Unfortunately it was kind of hard to sneak anywhere in the forest when you were wearing a blindingly white dog costume with extra reflectors to alert any drivers or cyclists.

"Whadoyouthink yer doing you... BITCH!" He smiled at his own joke and pounced on Dipper, knocking him to the ground and pinning him under his legs, tearing the melon candy collector from his paws. He began ruffling through it, slurring most of the words as he dug around for candy.

"Y'know tonigh wahss goin pretty bad. How's I spos t'know it'd be a cossume party?" Dipper was too busy being used as a floor mat to respond, but even with his lack of experience he would have figured that to be the case. He hadn't been able to get a good look at Robbie's outfit in the dark, but up close with his costume reflecting some light he could see the goth bully was in his usual outfit, grayish black hoodie with a bleeding stitched up heart in the middle and skin tight jeans. Dipper wasn't sure what was worse, the fact he was being footstooled by a complete moron or what would come after Robbie realized there wasn't any candy to steal. Actually wait wasn't Robbie currently going through the-

"Wher'th'ellsss all th candy you freakin neeer-wh-what the hell?!"

His arms were thoroughly tangled in Dipper's bandages once they began to trigger, the thin strips of fabric wrapping around his arms as the rest sprung up around him, jumping like a trapdoor spider onto their male prey as he struggled against their caresses. Soon he was covered by them, wave after wave tearing at his clothing, his sweatshirt and sweatpants unraveling, losing their dye as they became more bandages that wrapped around him.

The speed of their entanglement accelerated, a screaming Robbie struggling in vain as the high speed friction rubbed his skin raw, hair sanded away and any grease, pimples or moles buffed off until his skin shone with a shiny luster. His attempts to escape slowly died out as the bandages began caressing, encouraging pleasure conducting nerves to spark out along his body as his smooth feminine skin began to turn him on the more he was rubbed. He tried to resist, but the growing pleasure became too good to ignore once they finished wrapping around his hips, his erect cock now smothered by worn cloth that gently stroked his balls and shaft.

His groans took on an odd pitch as he gave in, his body twitching ecstatically as the rolls upon rolls of bandages wrapped around his frame, the slithery fabric compressing around his body like a boa constrictor. He spasmed happily, the constant rubbing and squeezing finally beating fruit as his body began caving in to the assault.

His hands and arms were the first to break. The pudgy male sausage fingers he had first gotten caught were squeezed out like play doh into slim elegant things, sharp nails peaking out as his arms gurgled. Excess muscle and bone were rendered out, two bulging masses snaking up past his shoulders leaving behind arms that were thin feminine and toned.

Dipper was entranced by the process, the slowly rising gurgles, Robbie’s squeaks of ecstasy as his half naked form was drawn in to tighter formations, the painful sounding squishy noises offset by a louder verbal confirmation of ecstasy, Robbie’s cock standing proud and outlined against the bandages. Dipper turned away awkwardly once he realized he was pitching his own tent, greatful that no one else was around to see this as the nearby party’s music boomed over the changing teenager.

Robbie meanwhile was having his head thoroughly thrashed, his mind a horny goop puppet strung up by bandages. The two thick masses on his shoulders slowly oozed downwards, forcing the broad bones closer together as they were sanded down to feminine dips. Resistance bubbles from his brain as his collarbone painfully reformed, the urge to tear these bandages to shreds and stop this coming to the forefront of what he needed. Then his nipples puckered and with a meaty spurt his thoughts were gone.

The fat pushed out, his sensitive nipples tweaked by the edges of his wrappings as they drew in fat like attracting magnets. His waist heaved in the air once, twice! It quickly buckled, his lanky too thin core shedding inches to gain substance, his parallel shape turning parabolic as twin curves were sucked into existence, his belly button ring shining brightly in the moonlight as it emphasized the sexy curvature to his toned core.

His chest sucked that ejected mass up eagerly, his hands groping at the growing bosom, his cock twitching happily as alien feminine pleasures filled him. The wrappings around his groin worked at a fever pitch, sparing no inch of his manhood as it worked at it, the hard rod swelling with pent up angst and need. He worked at his breasts as more tendrils of tanned linen snaked around his throat, pulling up around his left as it suddenly tightened, his choked cries rising until the thick muscles of his neck compacted, Adam’s Apple a thing of the past as he screamed in an alto wail, his body finally feeling release.

His balls suddenly evacuated their contents, but not outwards as puffs of hot air huffed from his cock. No the testosterone stew inside was being diverted, a new set of tubes connecting to his testes as their contents were slowly sucked dry and converted to eggs and estrogen. The sudden rush of feminine hormones immediately sent his reproduction system into panic mode, Y chromosomes growing an extra leg to matching X’s.

His prostate was the first to go, estrogen caressing it’s form into a wider chasm, his g spot triggering as intense orgasms ripples through his body, each one stronger than the last as his eyes welled with tears, their eyelashes beginning to sprout and thicken. Every fresh spurt of euphoria made it easier and easier to give in to the changes, his hard cock beginning to soften under the touch of the bandages, his balls accidental escapees desperate to get back into his reforming hips.

The bandages mounted their pressure, his balls pulsing happily as they retreated, an alien heat filling his abdomen as they forced themselves inside, his hips popping outwards with a triumphant snap as scrotum and all entered him and split upwards into a new channel, ovaries resting snugly in his forming uterus.

He needed something stronger, his body not satisfied with these paltry male orgasms. It was both heaven and hell, his body feeling the buildup but no relief as his cock continued to spurt hot air with only a few flecks of a clear fluid occasionally dribbling out. It was that dweeb’s fault! If only Dipper-

“HAAAHN AAHH AHHH GAWWWD~!”

At the thought of Dipper’s name his body had jerked, his cocking sliding in an inch as extreme pleasure made his mind spasm and change, his target of ire morphing into one of adoration and worship. He couldn’t even comprehend not thinking of that dweeb-HNNGH n-ner-AHHN gu-AYYYEEE- absolute hunk of a man as every stray thought of Dipper-KYAAAA sent a new release through him as his cock continued its slow push into his body.

His urge to pound Dipper’s nerdy face was replaced by a desire for a reverse pounding, the general irritation of his presence now a constant source of arousal. But his body betrayed him, it wasn’t suitable for him! His hands moved down to the shriveling bump of his cock, desperate for the release it promised and more importantly the chance to better mold himself to Dipper’s tastes.

Yes he could positively feel Dipper’s desires pouring into him, the bandages channeling his desires for t h i c c goth girlfriend into a reality. God if only his ass weren’t so flat, his legs just sticks, his face so... so-

“AHHHN AHHH YEEEEES!” The feminizing energy kicked into overdrive, his oily black locks exploding into a conditioned wave of darkness that streamed down his back as his pronoun affiliation changed with an estrogenated surge in her head.

Yes Robbie, no Robin was feeling much more girly as her overbite realigned, eyes growing larger as the dark bags under her eyes from constant night’s up late turned to dark purple eyeshadow. She licked her lips as they plumped, black lipstick coating them as she swooned, her legs beginning to shake.

She could feel the end coming, her ass slowly reaching levels of sensitivity similar to her breasts as muscle and fat began to grow, bandages agitating the ripe flesh of her ass and thighs to help them both grow thicker. It was all too much for her spent cock, her ass bursting outwards while her thighs positively smothered the limp remnants of her masculinity as soft spongy flesh burgeoned until her thighs were two slabs of muscled thickness.

Their rubbing proved to be the final straw as her cock was grinded down by them, the last two inches forced deeper and deeper until her fingers found themselves sliding into a new hole, the muscles walls of her vagina tensing as his cock was drawn in deeper and deeper until with a tantalizing POP it inverted, a rush of clear fluids pouring out as she came.

The newly christened woman screamed as she came a few more times, her new vagina overly sensitive as a deep love for womanhood and all its pleasures filled her at the end, her brain goop gardening as her feet twitched down to dainty little toes, her calves slim and toned and every last spot of masculinity thoroughly eradicated. Mmm yes she was ready for her man.

“Ohhh Dipper~!”Robin dragged herself off the ground as she sauntered over to her poor little puppy.

“I’ve been a bad girl. I tried to take all your candy, but I’ve got something sweeter for you.” Her every word dripped with sex, her own sex also dripping as her pheromones latched onto Dipper. Though something was off, a certain piece to the musk missing for her that nagged at her longing. What was missing?

“S-Stay back!” Dipper was really suppressing his body’s urges as his ex bully came on strongly to him, her hands beginning to rub the fur of his costume, tussle his hair.

“Th-This is wrong and I-I’m uh really not ready for... for uh...” Something in Robbie’s eyes changed that he didn’t like, a eureka moment that shifted to a dark grin that seemed to speak of some dark plan he was completely ignorant too.

He was right! He wasn’t ready at all. The last shift in her brain had made her fall in love with femininity, too much so. While having something in her had its own mystique to it, she realized her own body was aching for that feminine touch. The boy before her was too young now that she looked at him, and far too scrawny for her ravenous desires. But the thought of him still made her shiver and shake with ecstasy, her mind conflicted.

Then she remembered the bandages.

“Mmm you’re right Dippie... you aren’t ready, yet.” The bandages around her body began to unravel, the loose ends rising with a mind of their own to snake around Dipper’s body. He squirmed, realizing what was about to happen, but Robin pinned him against a nearby tree as his puppy costume began to unravel, the bandages leaving behind only the white tail and two dog ears resting on his head.

“N-Noo SStaahhhp~!” Dipper could feel his body growing, Robbie’s breasts squishing against him as his own nipples hardened, his body undergoing two sets of puberty at once.

“Don’t worry Dippie I’ll show you how the big girls have fun.” Under the manhandling of Robin and her bandages, soon Dipper was in his late teens, though instead of the muscles and manly features he would have hoped for his body was more androgynous, with slim limbs and a slightly starved waist that had slight dips.

Her Dippie was like putty in her hands as she squeezed his waist in to a tighter curve, his facial features softening as he let out an appreciative moan. Something hard was soon digging into Robin‘s shins as she glanced down, giggling at the sight of his cock trying to stand proud as the shaft shook, the tip turning a dark pink as she reached down towards it.

Her lips latched on to his, her intense snacking and sucking draining the masculinity from her target of desire, his lips soon nearing her as his pleased groans rose to sopranos yips, brown locks curling down to his shoulders. Her hands worked on his shaft as her she bit his lip, her tongue darting out as she licked down his rounded chin, past his crumbling collarbone before finding itself resting on an erect nipple, her lips clamping down as she teased it with her teeth.

Her almost complete lover was squealing, something hot gushing down past his thickening legs as she pulled on his growing aereola, stiff flesh rising into a dimpling peak. Something jerked below to the tempo of her increased strokes, one of the fleshy lumps that had thwacked against her hand on the downstroke now gone as the remaining one flopped about wildly.

She quickly moved to his remaining nipple, making quick work of it as a pair of perky breasts hung from the panting boy’s chest, some of his will and resistance still evident in his half shut gaze as he tried to push her away, but she just laughed at his weak pushes, his head swinging back into shocked gasp as she squeezed his breasts roughly, sliding down until her lips were flush with his cock.

Her lips wrapped around the head, feeling it distend as her tongue prodded his remaining testicle. It shot inwards suddenly, Dipper’s eyes glazing over as he jerked around, his mind succumbing to the corrupting pleasure.

“Nooo~”

Her tongue was was sliding up and down, lubricating the shaft as her lips began thrusting it in.

“N-NOOO-OOOH!” His cock was shrinking into him, the tip distending as Robin’s tongue found a new leverage point, the tip almost a slit as she shoved her tongue in.

“OHHHHHH!!!” There was a moist squelch as Dinah’s vagina came into existence, the raw newness of the sensations overrunning his analytical mind with each spasm below while Robbie made sure her new bitch wouldn’t be left in heat.

The two girls were soon rolling about the forest floor, pleasuring each other madly as they realized the fun in conversion, the pleasure of domination. And there were so many people in that party...

Nearby the party was raging on unaware of what was happening only a few yards away. Over the course of the night a few of the teens went off to piss or toss some empties or head home ready to get some sleep. None returned though ghostly moans began to echo around the partyers, most thinking it a bad prank, others noting the sexual tones the moans seemed to carry. When the sounds of the party were drowned out by the ecstatic shrieks of the growing forest throng only then did the remaining teens begin to worry.

But it was too late, the bushes were rustling and all along the edges were busty girls in shreds of Halloween costumes, all of them wrapped in bandages. The throng of mummy girls descended, urged on by their two leaders to convert the rest. Shrieks of terror turned to ecstasy and then the woods were quiet and on the small town of Gravity Falls a new threat descended, hungry for more.