Review. Next chapter will be up soon. Sorry if this is a little on the short side or a little on the long side. Smut starts next chapter. Most of this is just exposition, build up and so on. But also wanted to drop the characters directly into things so it will probably heat up rapidly.

Dipper sat up on the beach and began coughing violently. He exhaled the salt water that was caking the inside of his lungs and shook his shaggy head. He looked around himself in shock. He was on a beach with the open ocean fading off to the horizon in front of him. The young man groaned and rubbed his aching head.

"What happened?" He muttered out as his thin bean pole like frame shivered from the cool salty air. It was still dark out so it was hard to see anything from the light of the stars and the moon. He shivered, blinked and fell back to sleep.

He wasn't sure how long he remained asleep, hours or only minutes, but he remembered what had happened, all of the events that transpired that lead to him being on this beach in the middle of the night. He woke up but kept his eyes closed and moaned in pain. He rubbed his aching eyes as he recalled everything.

It was probably going to be the last summer that Dipper and Mabel were going to get to spend together, since they were going to entirely different countries for school soon. And since they had always been close they were scared and sad about it. But they were also excited to see where the world would lead them.
And they had convinced their parents to book a cruise, originally it had been meant for the entire family to go on together. But somehow someone somewhere had screwed up and their parents cruise was booked three months after theirs. Which meant that Dipper and Mabel would have started theirs earlier and be finished and back at school before their parents were back home.

But the tickets were non refundable so they had come to the not so difficult decesion to let the twins go on the cruise by themselves. At first they had been dissapointed, after all they wanted to spend time with their family! But then they had thought about it and it seemed to be the right decesion to let them have a bit of alone time as siblings.

The first few days on the cruise was nice, there was plenty of activities to do. Like swimming in the pool, or playing shuffle board, or sleeping in or going on the rock climbing wall, or any of a million activities. Plus Mabel loved it for an excuse to flirt with every single pretty boy and girl on the boat. And she did, every single one. To the point where Dipper asked if she wanted some alone time in the cabin so that she could get really crazy with her date of the week. That of course was met with a sock to the arm.

But a few weeks into their months long tour calamity struck when a hurricane sprung up seemingly out of nowhere. The ship got hit by wave after never ending wave. And unfortunately, Dipper and Mabel were both outside at the peak. Why? Honestly it could just be from a concussion but Dipper could not for the life of him remember.

But they had washed overboard and drifted in the wild ocean for what felt like days seperated, reconnecting, the waves flying high above their heads until finally he must have passed out and been washed ashore somewhere.

Now now he just had to figure out where he was and also what had just woken him up. He thought that he had heard someone calling his name...

"Dipper!" There it was again, shouted from down the beach, he turned and smiled happily as he recognized the shadow moving towards him. The sun was coming from behind her, but he would be able to recognize that honest to god insane silouthette anywhere.
"Mabel!" He shouted jumping up and sprinting down the beach towards her.

His sister was only a little older then him, by a few seconds really, but she was in a world of difference when it came to other things. Like being social, and having good skin, an out going attitude, and she was also about a foot taller then him. She also had breasts about three times the size of her head. He had no idea where she got them from, it almost seemed like she had woken up one day with a pair of breasts that could kill a horse if swung the right way. They were absolutely enormous, and sat on her frame just right.

She also had long legs and a cute little butt (Not that he would ever check out his sister in that way! That was gross and creepy!) that she enjoyed dressing up in cute outfits that attracted all sorts of attention and complaints from their mom and dad.

"Dipper!" She yelled again, waving her hand over her head.
"Mabel!" Dipper shouted back as the shorter scrawnier brother ran to meet his sister. She slammed into him and he fell back onto the sand with her burrying her face against his neck and smiling giddily.
"Dip Dop! I was so worried about you! Where were you! You left me alone!" She shouted shaking him hard enough to cause his teeth to rattle. Dipper shook his head as he tried to get his eyes focused back on his sister instead of the sand or the ocean.

"Mabel, calm down, I've been unconscious for most of the day and you are-whoa!" He shouted covering his eyes and trying to keep a blush from rising.
"You are naked!" He shouted gesturing towards her. He gasped as his fingertip flicked a nipple and a bit of the back of his hand brushed some glorious squishy under boob.
"Dude I'm not naked. Dummy." She said standing up and stepping away. Dipper peaked at her again and groaned in annoyance. She was wearing booty shorts. The kind that she normally slept in. So she wasn't completely 'naked' perse. He had been smart and pulled on jeans before running out into the storm because he wasn't a complete crazy person. She had insisted on seeing the wrath of nature in all its glory in her sleep shirt and very short booty shorts that cupped her perky ass cheeks very well.

"Still you don't have a shirt. Where is your shirt." He complained trying to stand up but remain scrunched over. He had a bit of a chubby growing and he didn't want her to see his hard on. She shrugged in response.

"Must have washed off when we fell in. I'm just glad that you're okay and that we are here together. Wherever here is." She said casually. Dipper looked around them, still trying to avoid the massive globes that sat perfectly at eye level, it didn't help that she was constantly shifting and her breasts seemed to defy gravity and bounce at every little movement. SHe pretty much looked like she belonged in a very poorly written comic book for weirdos who couldn't get any real friends so they relied off of comics made in Asia and America to learn how it feels.

"I think that we're on an island. Do you think you could cover up with something?" He said standing up and looking around. It was really hot on the island and it sdidn't look like there was any break in the foliage, it was just a massive wall of green.
"Why? They're just nipples. You've got yours hanging out." Mabel pointed out wrapping her arms around the shorter boy and flicking his bare chest. He squeaked and pulled away nervously.
"Alright look, we should probably stay in the shade right? I think that's a coconut tree, so we just stay where we are and I am sure that we will be rescued in no time. There is no way that people falling off of a boat is going to go unnnoticed." Dipper explained. Mabel looked over towards where he was gesturing and shrugged.
"Sure why not. Means that Mabel can work on her tan." She said striding over towards the shade. Dipper tried not to check out his sisters butt cheeks, but they were hardly even being contained by her pants. She was ridiculous!

Many hours later, they had somehow gotten a fire started and lay on either side of it staring off into the ocean. Mabel had set up a bunch of different coconuts with crudely drawn faces around them to make 'friends' for them to 'talk to' Honestly it was a little concerning but Dipper was too tired to be concerned and too full of baked coconut to talk to her about it.

"Well that was a huge waste of a day." Mabel announced casually as she poked a hole in another coconut with a rock and slurped down the juices coming from inside messily. She dribbled milk down her front where it pooled against the rough hewn sweater that she had knitted out of a lot of leaves and wood. It honestly said something for her ingenuity and creativity when it came to actually making something out of nothing. And it had only taken about an hour of pleading from Dipper until she actually did try to make it. She had complained at first that it itched, but she soon dropped the matter.

"Well at least we know that we aren't in the middle of a major shipping route. Plus hopefully this fire will catch someones eye in the middle of the night and we will be taken back to civilization before we know it." Dipper said trying to keep the spirits up. Mabel shrugged before smiling at him, stretched causing the massive melons that hid beneath her shirt to shift and stretch the material out to nearly the breaking point.

She yawned and rubbed at her still damp face.
"Well I am exhausted which means that this little Mabel bean is going to sleep." She said grinning at her brother. Dipper grinned back at her and yawned mimicing her.
"I think that I've got the sleepy bean too. Mind if I join you in dream town."
"Be my guest." She said before standing up and wandering around the fire much to his surprise. She plopped down on the ground beside him and rested her head against his chest and stomach. She wrapped her arms around his tiny torso and snuggled against her brothers bony body.
"What! Mabel! What are you doing?" He said blushing partially from the fire and partially because he had been sitting on a beach all day. But mostly because her hair smelt amazing and she was touching him and her hands were supeer close to his junk. He felt his dick stirring and gulped nervously.

"What? I sleep with like eighteen stuffed animals! You are going to have to do. Because I refuse to sleep next to a ton of coconuts. They'll watch me when I sleep." She said rubbing her face against him and pointing at the staring coconut husks that resembled skulls. Dipper shivered, they were pretty god damn creepy, he would admit that in a second. Plus she was warm and already asleep and drooling on his chest so it was not like there was anything that he could even do to stop her.

Dipper sighed and leaned back into the sand to gaze upwards at the sky and stars in awe. He was a little concerned since he didn't recognize a single one. And they were moving which was probably not a good sign. He would figure it out later. First he had to get some sleep. So Dipper closed his eyes and drifted off, completely unaware that there were many eyes gazing at him from the jungle, and they were creeping closer...and closer...and ever closer...

Dipper snorted and shook his head. Something was clearly and obviously wrong, the cool night air bit right through his jeans and he was being carried through the jungle. He was swinging on a stick, he turned and looked around. It was so dark that it was getting harder and harder to see. He finally noticed something.

Mabel was attached to another stick, they were being carried through the forest like a couple of deer to the slaughter. He snorted and tried to struggle, there was a gag crudely shoved into his mouth so he couldn't actually speak. He ground his wrists and ankles together thrashing and looking around wildly. He paused in shock at the sight before him.

A pair of large luminescent butt cheeks covered by freckles were right in front of him, hardly contained by the thin loin cloth that covered the ass crack for modesty. He tiwsted to try and see who was carrying him. He caught a flash of bright red hair and a smack to the back of his skull and he was unconscious.

Many hours later dawn light broke over Dipper's tired face. He moaned in pain and gazed up, his headache instantly evaporated once he realized the downright strange situation that he was in. And how he was probably going to be sacrificed to some sort of ancient abomination. He was standing at the top of a pyramid, below him was a smaller balcony, he was tied to a large pole that was made out of a hard black wood. There were large golden pyramids everywhere, intricatly carved and shaped to have gorgeous carvings of dragons, and sea serpents and gods and goddesses on them. But there were also erect cocks, massive women with large tits and strong supple figures roped together in the throes of ecstacy. All of it carved on the very public buildings that surrounded him.

He heard mumbling and turned to the side to gasp in shock. Mabel was there! She was roped to an equally large pillar but hers was made out of solid stone. There seemed to be two dragons curling around the stone collumn leading to her. He would be fascinated by all of this if he wasn't so downright horrified that they had been knocked unconscious and dragged all through the jungle in the middle of the night.

"Mabel! Mabel!" He hissed as her as he twisted in his bindings. He paused and twisted the other way. He gulped in embarassment. He was naked. Very very naked beneath these ropes. Luckily his dick was hidden from view. He sighed and twisted the other way. He paused in shock yet again! It was not very good craftsman ship, in fact thanks to his lithe body he could probably shimmy right out of his binding if he tried hard enough. And if only the sun wasn't in his eyes.

He hoped that he could find something to cover his dick with, he breathed in and out slowly, Mabel was stirring a little bit beside him but not enough. She could sleep through anything, it didn't help that she also had the habit of waking up super early.

A drum beat began and Dipper looked around, something was happening behind him, he turned his head as much as he could and frowned.

"How did I miss those?" He said out loud. Behind him were a couple of enormous statues of...well him and Mabel. Or at least a passing resemblance to them, tall, round faces, button noses, what he assaumed was brown curly hair. And the woman statue had the largest breasts that he had ever seen in his life. They were bonkers huge. And honestly if the statue was the same height as Mabel the porportions would be spot on. The guy statue had his face sure, and the same sized cock. Average size, the tip ending just around his knees and the balls around the size of soccer balls.

So average sized. Dipper had always been too nervous and self conscious to find out more about dicks so he just assaumed that he was a normal size, if not a little smaller. After all he was not as big and strong and muscular as that statue, he was small and weak and built like a bean pole, so he wasn't a thing like the chiseled super strong beefcake that he saw standing on the pedestal.

Something was drumming below him. He craned his neck and frowned. The balcony was covered in ivy and vines. In fact most of the city appeared to be in a state of semi disrepair. And there were not a lot of people on it either. Below him were maybe six women milling around. They all paused and began to beat on drums that they were carrying.

They were all different hair colors and heights, shapes and sizes. But they all wore strange tribal paint, and wore no tops, only loincloths that left very little to the imagination. Dipper blushed and pulled back, his ropes suddenly much tighter around his waist and balls.

Striding beside him were two women who looked very simliar, one was younger with golden hair and a face covered in ceremonial make up. She had purple feathers draped through her hair and wore a shimmering wrap around her massive hips and thighs made out of golden sclaes. He gasped, she was beautiful. The older woman beside her had to be her sister...but then he observed the regal way that she held herself and decided that mother was more likely. She also wore a golden scale loin cloth that covered her slightly larger hips, her butt cheeks were free to the breeze, as were her massive breasts.

Dipper checked his sister again, Mabel was sleepily stirring, her boobs were still much larger in comparison. In fact they looked to be the biggest on the island.

"SILENCE!" The golden headed beauty shouted down at the six other women before doing something strange. The younger girl was pointing at them before craning her head backwards and facing the sky, her eyes practically glued on him.

There was whispering from below on the balcony. Dipper redoubled his struggling as the taller older tanner woman stepped forward and ushered the girl who was still looking up at the sky backwards.

"My fellow Amazonians! We have had our string of strife! Our gods are silent, our people dissapeared! We are the last of the young ones! And we have no heirs to bare us down the river of eternity! But fear not! For I your Queen Priscilla and your delightful princess Pacifica have brought favor and we have brought you presents. Found by Wendy! Tambry! And Grenda! Our hunters!"

There was a powerful applause as Dipper saw a tan skinned purple headed girl, a firey red head with freckles and a tall super strong looking brunette all slam spears to the ground. These hunters were taller then these royals, about the size as Mabel, with powerful cores and legs and arms rippling with muscles. Their breasts and butts large and firm from hard work.

"Your farmers Emma Sue! Candy! And Melody! Prepared our gods for their most sacred of duties!" Three more women, a raven haired girl wearing glasses, an older shorter light brown headed woman and a brown headed woman wearing pigtails stepped forward and bowed. Their bare breasts jiggling, they had a fine layer of pillowy flesh over them. It looked...very soft...

Dipper shook his head and continued struggling. The big bootied royals were talking again.
"Our twin gods of fertility will bring our people back from the brink of death! They will-"
"Welp I am out of here." Dipper muttered to himself as he pulled at the ropes before relaxing his body and slipping out. Normally from what he read in super old and super racist books, whenever a tribe found a god they killed it. Any tribe. If the Christains found their god or something then they would probably sacrifice it too.

The Princess Pacifica looked at where he squirmed scornfully, as if thinking 'This is our god?' He didn't blame her, he wasn't all that buff or strong. But he was strong enough to get out!

He broke free, Pacifica's eyes widened and she turned pointing and shrieking. Dipper plunged towards Mabel and grabbed the ropes. Pulling and yanking. She merely snored and shifted in her sleep. Priscilla was turning her eyes widening.
"Guards! Capture him! We need both of them for the ceremony! We cannot do it without him!" Dipper looked at Mabel nervously, they wouldn't hurt her if he was gone, they wouldn't be able to afford to!

"I'll come back for you!" He said gripping her cheeks as she just muttered sleepily. Dipper turned to the side of the pyramid and paused for a moment, it was steep and not very well made. There were leaves everywhere. Some the size of him! He heard footsteps and turned to see that the women from down below had rushed up to where the two big statues sat. They were still too far away.

Priscilla was standing watching haughtily and undisturbed. But the princess...Pacifica was barreling towards him with a snarl on her face.
"You will not escape!" She shouted. Her large ballon like tits bounced towards him. Dipper held his hands out to stop her. She gasped, her legs falling out from beneath her. He reached out to stop her from tripping and landed hard on his rump catching her though.

The two sat staring at each other in shock. Their partially naked bodies pressed together. Her large tits around his face and his hands planted firmly on her big jiggly butt. Dipper felt whatever he was on sliding. He looked down and saw the sled sized leaf shifting.

"Oh no." He breathed out as he gripped her tighter and the two went over the side screaming the entire way. They came to a stop. She was shivering and holding onto him nervously. Dipper looked up to where the rest of the women stood in shock. The red head was the first to follow down. Jumping onto a leaf with a war cry and following after them.

Snowboarding down the side of the pyramid. Dipper slipped out from under the nervously sweating girl and helped her up and brushed her off.
"Well uh...bye!" Dipper shouted before booking it into the jungle. His hair flying and his face blushing. The princess left squirming in the clearing watching after him as the other women flowed down the pyramid to capture their run away.

Review. Next thing up soon. Sorry if this was a little on the short side, or on the long side. Smut starts next chapter, tell me what you think. Not just about this but my other work as well.