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Chapter Two
Zim yawned and rubbed his eyes as he entered his lab. It had been about a week since he’d injected Dib with the animal’s blood and Zim had left the human in the tube in hopes that it would better serve him. Keeping him alive with long periods of exposure to the healing smoke. Today, he decided to release him and see what the results were. With a mug of coffee in hand, Zim punched in the keys to open the container and watched as the smoke curled and slowly disappeared into the cool air of the lab.
Sitting in the middle of the platform under the glass, Dib coughed and hacked as the smoke disappeared around him. He was kneeling down with his head lowered, his raven hair falling around his face.
“Dib?” At the sound of his name, the human raised his head and flicked his hair from his face.
“What!?” He barked in a remarkably feminine voice. The sound of it made Zim blink, it was even rather… sexy. Standing, Dib faltered slightly as he almost tripped over the hem of his pants. Curious, Zim punched in a few commands into the computer and had Dib strapped to an autopsy table. Squirming around a little, Dib snarled at Zim through painfully arousing full lips, his golden glare edged with thick, long lashes. What the hell…? Completely captivated by the changes in Dib, Zim pulled out a razor knife and sliced open the front of his shirt to see if anything else had changed and nearly choked. Zim stared at the pale flesh under Dib’s shirt and blinked at the softly rounded mounds there, his mouth tilting down in a frown of confusion.
“Dib?” The human was so busy glaring daggers at the Irken, that he hadn’t yet noticed the changes on his body.
“What!?” He snapped, scowling.
“Is it true that only… females… have what you humans call… breasts?” Frowning at the Irken, Dib shook his head with a sigh of frustration.
“We all have breasts, but females’ breasts swell. Where males’ are flat. Why?” Though he’d noticed the change in his voice, Dib had chalked it up to being the effects of the smoke he’d been subjected to for what must have been days. Zim’s antennas twitched at the statement and his frown deepened. He undid Dib’s pants, ignoring the sharp wails and protects from the human, and slid the garments down slightly.
Dib measured the utterly shocked look on Zim’s face, he couldn’t see from the angle the bounds held his head, but figured that the Irken had probably never seen a dick before. Which was odd, since he’d been on Earth for so many years.
“What’s the matter, Zim?” He couldn’t help but smirk as he added in a smug tone. “Never seen a human male before?” The Irken tilted his head to look up at Dib, a strange light glowing in his scarlet eyes.
“Male, yes. Thanks to that cursed gym at school. However… I’ve never seen a female… before.” Dib eyes widened and he stared blankly at Zim.
“What?” His voice was even strangely blank, as if not completely registering what Zim had said.
“Dib… I’ve kinda fucked up… and turned you into a female. See for yourself.” Unstrapping the human, Zim steadied him… err… her on her feet and lead Dib over to a mirror. She grabbed her pants before they fell around her ankles and stared at herself in the mirror with a startled gasp.
“ZIM!!!” She turned sharp eyes on the Irken, rage coursing through her body. “What have you DONE!?” With a shrug, Zim looked down at her. Blinking at the realization that she’d even shrank a few inches.
“I guess I must have used a female creature.” Came his short answer. “Least you don’t seem to need your glasses anymore.” He pointed out, hopeful that it would distract her from trying to glare a hole through him. Dib blinked and touched her face, realizing she didn’t have her bothersome glasses and sighed.
“Guess this comes with ups… and downs.” Pulling her ruined shirt and jacket off, she gazed at herself in the mirror again. Her pants threatening to fall off her dangerously flaring hips, hair a mused mess, slim waisted and decently sized breasts, she wasn’t that bad looking. Dib looked over her shoulder at Zim, who was watching her from his control panel, she sighed.
“I suppose there is no way for you to change me back, huh?” Her voice was low, a soft purr that sent shivers racing through Zim’s spine. He cleared his throat and shrugged.
“I dunno. I can try, I suppose.” He gave a short laugh. “Least I know it works.” It was a weak joke, but at least it made her smile.
“Yea. It works. A little too well if you ask me.” This made her snicker and moved over to the control panel, her amber gaze roaming over the Irken symbols and letters. “Till you can fix this… IF… you can fix this, I suppose I’ll have to get use to being a female.” Zim nodded his head and continued to watch her as she caressed slender fingers over the keys. There was something about this new Dib that caught his blood afire and he imaged those fingers stroking his skin. Quickly shaking his head, her cursed at himself in both Irken and Earthen a dozen times over for thinking such thoughts. This was Dib, for Irk sake! The same BOY that tried countless times to try and expose him, the same BOY that had chased him around school with water guns. Yet… now that boy… was a sexy little girl. Zim gave a deep sigh and flinched when he heard Gir crashing into the lab.
“Gir!” Snapping around to bark at the S.I.R unit, he was temporally stunned as Dib rushed passed him to scoop the little robot up and hug him close to her ample breasts.
“Hey there, little guy! Long time.” She chuckled as the android smiled goofily. Zim blinked, for the moment speechless.
“Cho missed meh!?” Gir asked, hugging Dib’s neck and she nodded, laughter lighting her eyes into amber flames. Zim gave his head a slow shake and cleared his throat, completely forgetting to yell at the unit for busting in and probably messing something up while doing it.
“Yes! I did.”
“YEY!!” Dib laughed again, patting the robot’s head and shooing him back up into the main level of the base to watch movies or TV. She turned her gaze back to Zim, blinking when she caught his eyes roaming over the expansion of her exposed flesh and blushing a deep rose red when she realized that she shouldn’t be running around without a shirt and her pants almost falling off her.
“Umm… maybe I should get something better to wear.” Seeming to be snapped out of his thoughts, he cleared his throat and nodded as he turned his back to her to concentrate on the control panel before him. As she grabbed up her jacket, she was startled to feel gentle hands grabbing her about the shoulders.
“Don’t go far, human.” Zim breathed against her ear, making her shiver from the sensation. Not trusting her voice, she nodded.
“I’ll be back in a few then.” Slipping the coat on and snapping a couple buttons to keep it closed, she quickly rushed out the door as prickles of heat crept up her spine.
Back at her house, she combed through her room, trying to find something that would fit her. Most of her clothes, though, were made for a larger boy and she was nowhere near large… or male for that matter. Heaving a defeated sigh, she slumped down onto her bed and glanced at her watch. She’d been gone about an hour; Zim was probably starting to get annoyed with her absence. Dib was starting to believe she would have to run around like she was for a little while, least till she could go buy some cloths. Wait! Gaz! An idea struck her, she had a little sister! She had cloths Dib could probably fit into! With speed she didn’t realize she’d had, she darted into Gaz’s room. She knew the younger female wouldn’t be there, she never was, as she looked through her closest and draws. Finally deciding on a black mini skirt with a silver chain belt, a black tube top with a bloody heart on it, and belted boots much like the ones she’d worn as a male. Only these were sleeker and spiked heeled, something she’d have to get use to as she stumbled the first couple steps. Deciding she could still wear the coat, she slipped the jacket on and looked at herself in the full-length mirror Gaz had on her bedroom door. Dib had to admit, she looked damned good! Satisfied with her appearance, she brushed out her hair and pulled it back into a ponytail before trotting out of the room. Tossing her pants back into her room as she passed and headed out the door.
Zim drummed his fingers against the control panel, checking his watch for the hundredth time. Where are you, Dib? He hissed out in surprise when he felt a tap on his shoulder and spun around to come face to face with a smooth, cream-colored stomach.
“Dib! Don’t scare me like that!” How had she got passed the safeguards? With a mental shake, he smiled smugly as he looked over her attire. She watched him eye her and shrugged.
“Sorry… and yea. I know… but this is all I could salvage from my sister’s things. She’s not really much on… modesty. She likes to show off what she really doesn’t have.” Dib’s brows fused together in a frown as she remembered her sister’s flat, plain body, then shrugged and smiled at Zim. “Least I have my coat.”
The Irken invader watched as the little human female sauntered off to the door, humming a little tone under her breath. This female Dib is very… alluring. He shook his head, with a deep sigh.
“I so need to stop thinking of him… her… whatever… like that.” Suddenly shooting out of his chair, he chased Dib down the hall and pressed her against the wall. The startled human gave out a small squeak and stared at her Irken capturer.
“Wait! I just thought of something.” Arching a brow, Dib waited silently. “What about school? You can’t really go as male Dib, you know. That would raise a lot of questions.” Zim watched her take in this information and sighed, nodding.
“That’s true… but we can’t deny that I look an awful lot like well… myself. So what CAN we do?” Releasing her, Zim twitched an antenna with another sigh. He really had no clue. “I know.” Dib said softly, making Zim look at her with one eye narrowed in question. “I could just say that I’m a relative of Dib. A cousin, maybe. No one really knows anything about me… so we should be able to pull it off easy enough.” She paused, placing a slim finger against her chin, thinking for a moment before nodding. “We can say that Dib’s father finally sent him to the loony bin. Everyone will believe that.” Her voice sounded distant, edged with years of pain. The sound made Zim’s heart ache and he suddenly pulled her into his arms.
“Sounds like that might work… but what are we going to say you’re name is?” For a moment, Dib was stiff in the Irken’s embrace but slowly relaxed and eventually wrapped her own arms around him, resting in the comforting hug.
“I’m not sure…”
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