After realizing how much fun she was having in the Boiling Isles with Luz and Amity, Pacifica figured she'd invite another friend of hers from the human world. Mabel Pines, always exciteable, was more than eager upon hearing there was an entire realm of demons, witches and magic.
"Should I bring anything?" Mabel asked, beginning to pack. The blonde eyed her roommate over, noting she was barely clad. Her eyes lingered for some time, taking in the brunette's curves.
"Not at all," she replied, thinking it'd be funny to have her be so scanty in front of the others. Hefting her up, she pushed Mabel through the portal into the isles, granted by an token artifact gifted to Pacifica for easier traversal.
Like before, the latent weirdness of Gravity Falls that had settled upon the two interacted strangely with the magic of the adjacent universe. Pacifica squeaked a yelp as she suddenly found herself clinging to a mountainous wall of pink, fleshy and hardening against her body.
"Pacifica? Bestie?" Rumbled Mabel in a voice so deep it battered the tiny rich girl from the soundwave quakes alone. "Where'd you go?"
Disoriented, as most are the first time in the trip, Mabel glanced around confusedly before noting a pleasant little tingle upon her chest. "What's the matter, perky," dhe said down to her nipple. "Feel something, girl?"
A prodding poke from her finger buried Pacifica against the monolithic mass, almost a karmic reversal against all the size-related situations she had been in prior, being the bigger one usually, but finding herself quite the opposite this time around.
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