#shrinking wardrobe

Mabel giggled again, making Dipper sigh. He was doing his level best to ignore his twin, focused on the Journal as he was.

There was so much he didn't know yet, so much he felt that he needed to learn- and wanted to learn in equal measure, to be fair.

But it was hard to focus on the words when there was a giggling menace sitting just a few feet from him!

Mabel giggled again, and Dipper's head fell. "You promised that you'd let me read if I came out with you, Mabel." He said tiredly.

"You need sunlight, Dipper! Some Vitamin D- maybe even a tan?"

"No tan." Dipper replied immediately, making Mabel pout.

"Fine. No tan. But sunlight is good for you!"

"I know. Which is why I agreed to come out here and sit with you- as long as you let me read. Which you promised to do." Dipper insisted, making Mabel blow a rasbperry at him.

The twins were sitting on the Mystery Shack's porch, taking advantage of the customer dip just before lunch to laze about- and probably rushing out before the rush came and Grunkle Stan found them work to do around the place.

"I remember Dip-Dip." Mabel replied. "Don't worry, I'm almost done." She said, making Dipper blink, and look up at his sister.

"Almost done?" He asked, but Mabel only smiled at him guilelessly, her hands deep inside her pockets as she did.

For a moment, he narrowed his eyes at her, weighing pressing her on it or using his last few minutes of free time to read like he wanted, and decided that whatever Mabel had in mind wasn't his problem.

Instead, he simply looked back down at his book, and focused on it's mysterious author's words, trying to make sense of the strange place that was Gravity Falls…

Mabel stiffled another giggle as she pulled the shrinking ray back out of her pocket, and carefully aimed it at Dipper's shirt, watching as the t-shirt slowly began shrinking to match his already shrunken jacket, slowly exposing more and more of his smooth stomach, until Dipper was left wearing a croptop.

It was a perfect fit for this hot summer day, as well as the rest of his outfit, of course~

His jacket was now a small cropped jacket that almost framed his svelte chest. His shirt was tightly wrapped around said chest, exposing his stomach and making his nipples protrude through the fabric just enough to be noticeable.

And his shorts~ 

Mabel would need to do this to all of Dipper's shorts, to make sure his booty was always this deliciously clung to- not to mention the bulge at his front, of course~

And just in time, too, because the moment Mabel stowed the ray away, Wendy arrived at the shack to get behind the counter, just a few minutes before lunch rush, which was also the signal for the twins to get moving!

Mabel couldn't wait to show her brother off around town~

"C'mon Dipper! Let's get out of here before Grunkle Stan finds us a job!" She said, grabbing hold of Dipper and dragging him away, and though he groaned at his reading being disturbed, he knew she was right- as always.