Gravity Falls Spanking stories

Dipper and Stan

It was the day before Christmas Eve and Dipper and Mabel were home alone. Ford was going to find another creature to study and Stan was getting some final things for the Christmas meal. Mabel gone by the living room heading for the kitchen to get a drink of her well known Mabel Juice or as Stan calls "The baby of coffee and nightmares". On the way to the kitchen Mabel passed by the living room and saw Dipper on his knees by the Christmas tree. She immediately looked and seen Dipper messing with the presents trying to peek in them. Dipper seemed not to have noticed that Mabel had caught him red handed. Dipper very well knew to never do that. They were never allowed to do that for their whole lives pretty much. Mabel would've thought that maybe Dipper was doing it because it was different house but both Stan and Ford had made the rules clear about the presents under the tree. They weren't even allowed to touch them without permission. "Dipper! What are you doing?!" Mabel yelled out. Dipper jumped and looked over with eyes full of fear. Dipper calmed down when he seen it was only his sister and not one of his uncles. "Oh, it's just you." Dipper said with a breath of relief. "What the heck are you doing? If Stan or Ford finds out you're screwed." Mabel warned. "Please don't tell Stan or Ford. It's hard to tell what they would do if they found out I was doing this." Dipper begged. Mabel sighed. If she didn't tell Dipper would continue breaking that rule but if she told than Dipper would be mad at her. "Okay. Fine! I won't tell but don't do it again." Mabel said with a huff. "Don't do what again?" Mabel heard behind her. It was Stan. He had grocery bags in his hands and seemed very interested in the situation. Mabel didn't know what to say. She looked back at Dipper. Dipper waved his arms in a motion that told her not to tell. Mabel looked back at Stan. "Oh... I...I was just...uh" Mabel stuttered trying her best to come up with a lie. At this Stan knew She was trying to hide something. With all this time with her Stan knew that Mabel only stuttered when she was lying. Stan raised an eyebrow. "Okay, what are you trying to hide?" Stan asked now suspicious. He put down the bags and walked to the entrance of the living room. Inside, he seen a very nervous Dipper and rearranged presents with one in the middle of the floor. Stan gave him a stern look. He then looked at Mabel. "oh, so you were trying to save Dipper from trouble. Well, I would assure you that if I hadn't came in right now but Ford and I found out that Dipper done this and you knew and didn't tell us than you would be in as much trouble as he is in now." Stan said sternly. "As for you Young man, What the hell took over you to make you do this?!" Stan scolded bringing his attention to Dipper. Both Dipper and Mabel were shocked. Dipper more scared than shocked. Stan and Ford never swore around them. Dipper knew that his in boiling water at this moment. "Well?!" Stan pressed on wanting an answer from his disobedient great nephew. Dipper couldn't say anything else but an apology. "An apology isn't gonna get you out of this boy." Stan said sternly. "Now, Mabel, how about you go to your room? You are going to be grounded in there for the rest of the day." Stan said to Mabel. "But grunkle Stan..." Mabel started to protest. "I advise you to not protest unless you want the same treatment your bother is going to get." Stan warned giving Mabel a stern look. Mable didn't say anything else. She just turned around and dashed upstairs. Stan shook his head and then focused his attention back on Dipper. "Well Mason Pines, what do you have to say for yourself? Can I get a reason for sneaking around the presents?" Stan asked. He wasn't very stern on this question which worried Dipper more than it would if it was a stern question. Dipper paused and tried to think of a good reason for doing it but he couldn't think of a good reason or even a lie. "Well, I'm waiting young man!" Stan spoke with his voice raised snapping Dipper out of his trail of thought. He didn't have a good reason. He might as well tell the truth as he didn't think his uncle was going to believe any lies coming from him. Sure Stan wasn't the smartest twin between Ford and him but he wasn't stupid and seems to be a human lie detector. Dipper could tell that Stan was losing his patience. "I am waiting here. I ain't getting any younger. I am going to count to 3 and if I say 3 and you haven't told me your reason I will get the wooden spoon. One...Two..." Stan started to count a little too quickly for Dipper's liking. "Okay grunkle Stan! I will tell you. Just please don't get the wooden spoon." Dipper begged. "Well, what's your reason and I suggest you don't lie." Stan warned sternly. "I don't have a good reason sir. I don't know why I did it to be honest." Dipper explained being honest. He prepared himself for a scolding. "You don't know why you did it?! That means you have reason not to do it and I can think of one main reason not to do it! Can you think of the main reason not to do it Mason?!" Stan scolded. The scolding didn't scare Dipper that much as he saw it coming but he knew what 'main reason' Stan was yapping on about. "You and Ford told us not to mess with the presents or even touch them without permission." Dipper spoke. Looking down to the ground, He was just glad that it wasn't Ford who was discipling him this time. If it was then he would have to remain eye contact and he would find it very difficult to do that at this moment. Stan shook his head again. He couldn't believe the nerve of his nepbew. "You know what has to happen young man?" Stan said moving on to the actual discipline. "Are you going to spank me grunkle Stan?" Dipper asked nervously. He had the idea that he might but he wasn't quiet sure. "What do you think?" Stan asked raising an eyebrow. "Yes." Dipper answered. He figured that a short answer would suffice. "You saying yes tells me that you know you deserve it." Stan said. He sat down on the chair and Dipper stood up. Dipper gave Stan a nervous look while Stan gave him a stern one. "Come here kid." Stan spoke giving Dipper an order. Dipper obeyed and went beside Stan where his uncle could easily toss him over his lap. "Drop your pants." Stan ordered in a deep voice. "Yes sir." Dipper said and pulled down his pants. "Your underwear too boy. I need this lesson to stick." Stan added. Dipper couldn't believe his ears. Did his uncle just tell him to bare his butt. "Please grunkle Stan! Not bare!" Dipper begged keeping a grip on the waistband of his underwear. "Do as I say young man! Don't make me do it for you!" Stan scolded. Dipper pulled down his underwear, now thoroughly embarrassed of being bare from the waist down in front of his great uncle and not to mention terrified as he never got a spanking bare. "Over my knee Mason." Stan ordered. Dipper listened and climbed over his great uncle's knee. "Please grunkle Stan. Don't go too hard on me. I'm really sorry!" Dipper cried out. "Quiet young man. You take what you deserve." Stan stated. Before Dipper had the chance to prepare himself for pain Stan landed a swat to his bare bottom. "Ouch!" Dipper yelled out. Another swat lands making Dipper yelp. The spanking continued but with in a few minutes of the spanking, the front door opens. Dipper prayed that it wasn't Soos or god forbid, Wendy. Stan smacked him again causing him to suck in air through his teeth. He was sure that Stan was trying to cause him more embarrassment than he already felt. In a few seconds Ford appeared in the doorway. "Has someone not been well behaved?" Ford asked more toward Dipper than Stan but Stan answered anyway. "Someone was caught red handed doing something he shouldn't have been doing. "Go ahead Mason, tell grunkle Ford what you were up to before I came in and caught you." Stan demanded. Stan was making sure that Dipper was getting the embarrassment he deserved. Even though it was only Ford, it was embarrassing having his role model seeing him over someone's knee getting his bare bottom spanked. "I was snooping into the Christmas presents." Dipper mumbled not even looking into Ford's eyes. "I'm sorry what was that? Also when say more clearly you need to have eye content with me young man." Ford did hear him but Ford wanted eye contact and for Dipper to admit his mistake clearly. "I was snooping in the Christmas presents." Dipper answered again this time more clear and having eye contact. "That wasn't a good idea now was it?" Ford said walking up to Dipper. "No sir." Dipper answered. Ford gave him a swat to his bottom. "Ow!" Dipper yelped. "After he gets  the seat of his pants tanned, this little boy is going to be grounded to his room just like his sister is." Stan said in a baby voice trying to embarrass Dipper. "I'm not a little boy. I'm 13!" Dipper yelled out. That earned him another smack. "Really? I don't now about that. Snooping in Christmas presents  sounds like something a five year old would do. Not a thirteen year old." Ford said. "Please stop. It's embarrassing." Dipper admitted trying his hardest not to whine. "It's a good thing that it's embarrassing. A little embarrassment will do ya some good." Stan said giving Dipper a swat. Dipper just let out a little whine. "Be good!" Ford said and then left. "I hope all that embarrassment taught you a lesson. Now, I am going to give a four more swats and then you are to go up to your room. You will be grounded to you room just like Mabel is. You understand?" Stan spoke calmly. "Yes grunkle Stan." Dipper answered. He received his four swats. He pulled his underwear and pants back up and hissed when the fabric trailed against his abused flesh. "I'm sorry grunkle Stan. I will behave." Dipper said rubbing his bum. "It's okay bud. I know you will behave. Now go up to your room." Stan said sweetly. Dipper went up to his room. Mabel was just sitting on her bed, not doing anything. She looked bored as hell. "Hey Mabel." Dipper said. "Hey Dipper." Mabel said in a voice that Dipper heard as sadness. "What's the matter?" Dipper asked sweetly. Sure they were both in trouble at the moment but even that didn't cause Mabel to be this upset. "Dipper, I have been noticing that since our parents disappearance we have been misbehaving a lot. We at least owe it to our parents to behave like we did when they were around." Mabel said sadly. Dipper sat next to his sister ignoring the pain it caused. "Mabel, we haven't grown to be bad kids, if that's what your thinking. We're in a new place and have new rules and to top it all off we don't have our parents at the moment. Of course we all going to get in more trouble than what we did. Everything is different now. Plus, it wasn't all that much of a change. Remember last summer? We got into all sorts of trouble." Dipper explained. "Yeah, but I am just afraid that grunkle Stan and Ford are beginning to see us as bad kids? What if they think that we are to much to handle and want to get rid of us?" Mabel asked. "Mabel don't say that. You know that Stan and Ford love us. They kept us for this long who said that they will back out now. Maybe it's time to have a talk with both Stan and Ford. You keep thinking these horrible things. First about our parents and now our uncles. Listen Mabel. I know your hormones are all out of whack but I don't want you thinking this stuff. You are making me worried about you." Dipper said putting a hand on her shoulder. "I don't want to have a talk with Stan and Ford." Mabel admitted. "Why not? You won't get in trouble for having those thoughts. Sometimes I have them but I don't dwell on them. Now cheer up." Dipper said trying his best to cheer up his sister. Mabel still looked depressed. "Fine, I will give you a final chance to stop dwelling on those thoughts.. If you don't than we are having a talk with Stan and Ford. Okay?" Dipper said making some sort of deal. Mabel smiled and nodded. "Now do you want to play a game? we are going to be in here for a while so we might as well spend some time together while we have the chance. Have some sibling fun?" Dipper offered. Mabel cheered up and took the offer. "I will kick your butt at every game." Mabel stated. "Let's hold off on the butt kicking. Mine's still recovering from the smacking grunkle Stan gave it!" Dipper joked. Mable laughed. Mabel and Dipper both played games until they had to go to bed.