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Invader Zim – The Domination of Gaz
By Sadarax (sadarax.wwoec at gmail dot com)

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This work is pure fiction.

[Written for the WWOEC Forum 2008 Halloween Writers Jam]

Premise/Summary: Gaz acquires a Halloween costume that creates some delightful chaos when nearly innocent wishes are corrupted in very sexual ways. Dib+Gaz pairing.

Chapter 1 Wicked Wishes

Desiree eyed the aisles of clothing generated by her magic. Even though it was not in response to someone's direct wishes, these costumes were still within the rules of her powers. A genie like her was good at bending the rules. These clothes would be a part of people's eventual wishes. They were instruments of them, in a fashion.

As she gazed over the varied assorted garments and accessories, she felt a distinct sense of satisfaction. She had very thoroughly covered all the general costumes that could be found. After that, she had spent all the idle time when customers were not in the shop by creating more niche and not so common costumes.

Seeing as how the store, aptly named “Wicked Wishes,” was conjured by the Golden Apple used by Eris the goddess of Chaos, the space in the shop was very expansive. No customer could ever see the full length and breadth of the area because of the magic building, and in truth all the rows of hanging clothes could have filled a small warehouse. Desiree beheld her handy work and smiled, leaning forward to rest her chin on her palms.

The sudden ring-ring of a bell snapped Desiree's attention to the front door. A short girl with purple hair had just entered the costume shop. The green skinned genie grinned as she watched the diminutive female begin to stroll the aisles, looking at the various available options.

Desiree concentrated, trying to guess what sort of costumes a girl like this would want. She wore mostly dark clothing. Perhaps she was a goth? The silvery skull-head necklace hanging around the girl's neck hinted that she might be.

The genie stood up and shook her head, tossing about her mass of long, waist length black hair and making it flare around her body. The action jostled and bounced her ample green bosom as well. As if by magic, her hair settled into perfect place around her, and her breasts seemed to jiggle for a few tantalizing seconds longer than expected.

Desiree started towards the girl customer. Her curvaceous hips seemed to sway with each step and her long thigh length hair swished as she strolled. As she neared the girl, from the corner of her eye Desiree caught sight of her own raven black hair as it waved back and forth from behind her.

She thought idly, “Or maybe the girl's not goth? Black is always in style after all.”

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Gaz strolled down the aisles that were hung with all manner of outfits. Her eyes squinted disapprovingly at all of them. A fairy outfit there. A race car driver. A Power Ranger. A Super-Girl outfit. A princess outfit there. The last one made Gaz scowl. Its color was an eye blinding pink. Most of these costumes were boring and a few were down right stupid. But more importantly, none of them were what she wanted.

As Gaz moved down each aisle and further into the store, she watched as the costume themes became gradually more dark. A witch. A ghost. A skeleton. A zombie. A chain-saw murderer complete with hockey mask. An IRS Tax Collector.

After a bit, Gaz came to a stop and looked hard for a moment at a red devil-girl outfit. Or was it a succubus outfit? It was rather revealing, showing a lot of skin on the legs and chest. She did not mind showing a lot of skin, but it might be cold. Also red was not her color, despite the somewhat bad-ass image the costume evoked. She moved on.

After meandering through yet more of the store, she gradually entered a new area and slowed her pace. The costumes there somehow grabbed and held her attention for longer than before. She slowed her walking further until she actually stopped to look at a section of unusual, nay, strange costumes.

Her normally squinted eyes opened wider as she beheld them. Each costume was small. They would not cover much skin on the wearer, and each outfit seemed to be made of black leather, decorated with chains or weird studs. Several of them had collars.

“Pfft! Weird.” grunted Gaz dismissively after a long moment's stare.

“You don't know what those are for, do you, young miss?” came a voice from behind her.

Gaz turned and saw a buxom dark skinned woman coming towards her. Beholding the other woman's appearance, Gaz blinked, which was barely noticeable because of her squinted eyes. The woman's skin looked almost green.

`She must be wearing a costume for the shop.` Gaz though.

Gaz dismissed the woman's looks and turned back to the collection of abnormal looking clothing. “What are they?” she asked.

She noticed that several of the suits had straps, buckles and zippers in unusual places.

“These are bondage suits.” explained the store clerk, a slight middle eastern accent in her voice, gesturing with her hand and smiling wide. “They are used for domination and submission during... certain activities.”

The woman appeared to hesitate as she finished her answer. Gaz arched an eyebrow. She noticed the slight delay in the woman's answer.

“What sort of activities?” she asked, curious about the lady's somewhat vague reply.

The woman with greenish skin gave her extremely long black hair a toss and then she turned to look hard at Gaz. After a second she asked, “Have you been sexually educated yet?”

Gaz's expression gave no reaction, though inwardly she was surprised at the bluntness of the question. She stared back at the woman, without shifting. “They talked about it in school last year.” replied Gaz, her voice as indifferent as ever.

But even though her voice belied no emotion, Gaz eyed the costumes again, and now wondering what the connection there was between them and sex.

“Well... let's just say they are used by some people for role playing during... sex.” answered woman, who smiled at her disarmingly. “Perhaps you are looking for something in particular?”

Gaz felt a flare of slight annoyance. She faced the clerk, her eyebrows lowering in anger. “Do I look like someone who would wear that sort of stuff?” she asked, a hint of mild indignation in her voice.

“Oh I wasn't thinking for you, young miss.” the green skinned woman calmly replied. She took a deep breath that made her breasts seem almost magically more impressive. “I was thinking perhaps, for someone you knew? These costumes are *sooo* useful for after trick-or-treating. Nice for keeping someone quiet and out of your way, for when your interested in other things besides their... err, ahem... physical company.”

Gaz's eyebrows arched again. She turned back to look at the costumes once more. Images of male bodies trussed up in the bondage gear, restrained and squirming, bound and gagged, suddenly appeared before her eyes.

She smirked suddenly, thinking of Dib. She would like to gag him for a while, just to keep him quiet. He was almost tolerable if he did not talk. Her smirk became a small grin as she imagined coming home with one of these costumes for Dib to wear for trick-or-treating.

She stepped closer and reach up to check the hanging outfits. She tugged on the binding cords, testing their strength. She fingered some of the gags. She actually smiled as she wrapped her tiny feminine fingers around a large red ball-gag. She imagined shoving this into Dib's mouth to shut him up.

While thinking of her brother, she glanced at a suit next to her. It was little more than some leather underwear with a zipper over the crotch and a set of torso cords that could be bound over the wearer's chest to restrict movement. It came with ankle and wrist handcuffs, which surprisingly were lined with soft material. Lastly it had a collar with a very sturdy looking chain and lock attached to it.

She suddenly saw Dib, nearly naked as he was bound in the tight leather straps, his loins girded tightly in his restraining leather underwear. Gaz grinned wide, her eyes opening wide as she stared at the leather costume with her imaginary brother confined in it. She pictured herself forcing the ball gag into his mouth, smiling wickedly as she drowned out his annoying words.

She imagined tightening the straps over his body. He squirmed and struggled in the tight restraint. He moaned in protest through his gag, while she traced her small hands over his almost naked body, helpless to resist her as she controlled him; while she dominated him.

Gaz jerked suddenly and blinked, coming abruptly back to reality. Her cheeks were flush and her body felt warm, while her nether regions tingled in arousal.

`Where had that come from?` she wondered.

Gaz let go of the costume and hopped back into the aisle. “Got any little Piggy costumes?” she asked.

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Desiree smiled as she watched the purple haired girl open the door and leave the shop while carrying her bagged costumed away with her. She knew the girl would find something she liked. Of course, the girl had told her what she herself had been looking for. It had taken less than a moment's thought to poof a costume matching her desire into existence somewhere in the store and lead her straight to it.

The girl's request had been odd. But who was she to argue? The sale had been made and another instrument of her wishing magic had been sent forth to wreak chaos from ill fated desires in the world.

Desiree sighed, siting back in her chair behind the till. She closed the cash register with its new profit from the sale. Well, profit might not be the world. Not that it mattered really. She and Eris were not really in the business for the money.

Desiree's arched her back and smiled. She stared at the wall of bondage costumes and related gear and she smiled.

“An unvoiced wish can still be granted.” she chuckled to herself, making her large breasts jiggle slightly.

She stared at the empty space where the leather bondage gear, which had so fascinated the girl, had hung.

“Enjoy our two for one sale. Ha ha ha.” laughed Desiree.
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