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- 1
Zim is just about to go into his house when Dib shows up and says he wants to play a game
"Game?!" Zim just stares for a second. "Zim has no time for your GAMES." He spits.
"Oh this game is special." Dib laughs and holds out his hands. "Just copy me!"
GIR squeals in delight and holds his hands out too. Zim scoffs and begins to turn away, just seconds from shouting the order for the lawn gnomes to destroy the Dib-Stink.
Suddenly Dib moves in, however, pushing Zim into the closed door frame. Dib is now between Zim and the doorknob.
Growling, Zim looks up into Dibs face. When did he grow that extra inch? Dib glowers right back but says sweetly,
"It's only a quick game."
Zim makes to walk around Dib to the doorknob but Dib places his hand on the other side of the doorframe, effectively boxing Zim into a very tiny area between the corner of the door frame, the door, and Dibs looming body.
Zim COULD simply call for the lawn gnomes. He COULD simply refuse. He COULD tear the humans eyes out with the spider legs in his PAK...
But that LOOK on Dibs pig-face. It was a challenge. Dib had come into ZIM'S territory - WEAPONLESS he might add - and thought he could bully his way to a victory. Well Zim could war without weapons JUST as effectively. Dib would see! ZIM was a warrior! An Irken Invader!!
And Irken Invaders did not back down from challenges.
"Don't be a chicken." Dib sneered.
Zim went red-zone in .2 milliseconds. "DISGUSTING PIG-HUMAN!" He pushed Dib's right arm away only to have Dib slide to the right in place of his arm and put his LEFT arm up!
Zim moved his back to the door. "ZIM is NO BIRD-STINK!"
"So play the game!"

"FINE." And with that, Zim stuck both his hands out, palms up.
Without a second thought, Dib whipped out his Alien Handcuffs and slapped them on Zim's wrists.
A moment of shock rang through them both as Zim stared at his wrists, then at Dib. Dib stared back, face faultering. The cuffs must be a dud!
"How DARE--" Zim began when his legs gave out.
He saw the world drop a foot. He felt Dib's hands holding him up by his armpits.
"Phew!" He heard Dib's voice suddenly as if Zim were encased in thick glass. "I thought they wouldn't work for a second there"
Zim heard Dib laugh curtly.
There was a tunnel of darkness, stretching out in front of Zim then. It grew longer and longer. He couldn't see! He could hear his breathing in his ears, feel his squeedly-spooch THUD in his chest.
His pack activated a warning then - as if it weren't obvious enough what was happening.
"WARNING:: WARNING:: Hostile device found. Please remove hostile device."
Too late. Zim closed his eyes to the sound of the door opening and the echo of "WELCOME HOME SON!"
~~~~~~~~~
Zim's head was killing him. he opened his eyes slowly, staying still as stone.
He was in his resting chambers. Above him were all the pipes and tubes that connected the house to the base and equipment. All around him were soft cushions and pillows. This is a room Zim rarely uses unless he's hurt. Resting is for the nearly-dead.
He could see clearly. His lekku was free. Where had his disguise gone?
Shifting, Zim found himself tied up, his hands bound behind him with rope.
His memory flooded back.
"DIB-STINK"
"Oh good!" He heard back immediately.
Zim tried to activate his PAK and found that his spider legs and weapons had been disabled.
"My PAK!"
"Oh, I did a little digging around in it. I hope you don't mind"
"HOUSE! INTRUDER!" Zim demanded of his base.
There was a second of silence.
Then a cheerful chirp from the base followed by "No Intruders Found. Please Requery."
"I added myself to the house's residence list?" Dib laughed. "What a stupid idea, Zim."
"Zim would NEVER allow you to live here, even as a SLAVE!" Zim twisted and writhed but got nowhere - his head still pounding in his lekku.
"Actually that makes a lot more sense now. You'd have a whole bunch of people here if you enslaved humanity, huh?"
"HOUSE! Erase Dib-Stink from existence!"
Guns and lazers suddenly shot out of the walls and pointed at the two of them. They began heating up to fire. Zim's breath caught in his throat. He was about to be blasted too.
The whirring shut down and the guns retreated all at once.
"Did you know your house has a 'stand-by' mode?"
"NO! NO NO NO NO!"
"Yeah, no it does." Zim heard Dib laugh.
"GIR!" Zim cried. "GIR INTRUDER!"
Zim was panting now from the effort of not getting his way. Things would be so much easier if stuff WORKED when he DEMANDED them to! WHY is it always like this with Zim's life? To Irk with conquering a planet, Zim would be lucky to eat a waffle in the morning without the toaster trying to cut his head off.
GIR did not arrive. Of course.
Zim waited to hear what Dib did. A moment passed. Then two. Then-
"I sent him to go capture the twelve elements of harmony in each corner of Ooh."
"Of COURSE you did."
Dib laughed, "And then he totally went to go do it!"

Zim snarled, "Of COURSE he did."
Zim began to writhe more. Dib had him helpless. Dib was in his house. Zim was tied up lying in the heart of his base which SHOULD have been the safest place imaginable for Zim, excluding Irk itself.
"DIb Slave!" Zim finally yelled, "You will release Zim at once!"
"Let's try something else." The Dib chuckled. He shifted slightly from behind him and Zim could finally see Dib's face hovering upside down above him. He looked cool, calm, collected. But still with a big stupid head.
"Do NOT touch Zim!" Zim demanded.
"Oh I'm going to touch Zim." Dib smirked darkly at him.
"Do NOT touch ZIM!" It was like he was trapped in a loop now.
Dib laughed again and reached out to caress Zim's cheek softly. Zim twisted his face to tear into soft human flesh but Dib whisked his hand away too quickly. He was watching Zim intently. Zim bared his teeth in threat.
Dib reached out again, slowly, carefully, and touched Zim's left lekku.
Zim jerked away violently and was able to roll himself over onto his stomach. He heard Dib curse as Zim scrunched his body up like a worm and leaned back onto his knees and heels, lifting up to face the Dib-Stink.
Only to be thrown backwards onto the cushions and soft mounds again as Dib threw his entire body at Zim - landing on top of him and wrestling to keep Zim still.
Zim tried to buck Dib off of him, but didn't have the height, power or leverage. Finally he stopped moving to glare at Dib above him, who was sitting on Zim's torso.
Panting, Dib grinned down at Zim.
"Let's try that again."
"STUPID DIB-PIG, DO NOT--" Zim closed one eye as Dib's hand loomed ever closer, finally grasping and holding his Lekku firmly.
Zim gasped and froze.
"Now let's see just how sensitive these are, shall we?" Dib kept one hand firm on Zim's lekku while his other hand reached up to softly brush against it.
Zim gasped for air again and a small quiver ran through him.
"DIB-" was all the order he could choke out as Dib squeezed with his fist warningly. Zim felt the human caress him again, softly.
Another quiver.
"Interesting." Dib mumbled, transfixed on Zim's lekku and the reaction Zim was experiencing.
Zim tried again, quieter.
"Dib-stink," Another caress, another shiver, "Do not do that." Zim was warning him.
Dib continued, lessening his grip in favor of using both hands to caress. He moved one hand to each lekku, leaning in to observe Zim's face.
Zim's face began to flush a shade of blue that stood stark against his green skin and pink eyes. Dib waited for a second to lock eyes with Zim before brushing both thumbs gently and firmly over his lekku. Zim kept his gaze locked but when he brushed those sensitive stalks his mouth opened in a low groan of what was to be Dibs name. "DIIIii-" then a quick intake of breath as his vision seemed to cloud in what Dib could only describe as being pleasure.
It was a look that Dib had never seen on Zim's face.
He wanted to make Zim do that again. And a Hell of a lot more.
Dib cleared his throat as Zim seemed to come back to himself a little. Zim tried again to speak, his flush growing deeper. He bucked up weakly. "Dib-Stink, you are N-NOT to T-TOUCH Zim!"
Dib merely smiled pleasantly at Zim, placed a hand around Zim's throat to half-choke him, and continued his lekku minstrations.
Zim's mouth remained open, gasping short of breath, one eye closing and the other staying locked on Dib's face.
"Does it feel good?" Dib asked quietly. He leaned in to nuzzle and smile against his enemy's face.
"I wonder what else you've been hiding from me."
Zim squirmed a little at that and managed to choke out "Z-Zim... hides... nothing!"
Dib laughed softly at that and just watched Zim writhe and twist, trying to simultaneously get away from his hand and push for more of his touch.
"You smell.. sweet, Zim." Dib glanced over Zim's body. "And you're skin is so much softer than you'd expect!"
All at once he gripped a lekku and tugged while removing his hand from Zim's neck only to bite Zim's shoulder as hard as he could.
The little Irken cried out and arched his back.
"ST- STOP DIB-STINK!! WHAT are you doing?!"
Dib decided to answer. "I'm doing..." He pulled back to look Zim in the eyes again, "whatever I want. To you." He moved away from Zim's head and antennae, scooching back on top of Zim to straddle his thighs. "To your body." He began touching Zim's chest, massaging and pulling at Zim's clothes to prove his point.
Zim shook his head, twisting his body to no avail. "Th-there is no point! Nothing to gain, human!"
Dib pinched Zim here and there, giddy as Zim made very responsive noises. "Oh I disagree, Zim. You see, I've got a hypothesis."
Zim wasn't really listening but Dib went on. "Just by seeing how you react to your antennae being fondled, I'm going to need to experiment further. In fact, I'm going to need to inspect every inch of you now."
Zim moaned in his throat, pursing his lips together as Dib slipped his hands up Zim's shirt.
"Furthermore," Dib bent down to bite Zim's upper arm solidly. He moved his hands, one to grip Zim's throat again under his shirt, the other to cup Zim's lower back gently, almost lovingly. "While I know you couldn't possibly have anyone to touch you on Earth, I have another hypothesis."
He squeezed Zim's throat tightly, restricting air flow. Just to make sure he had Zim's full attention when he said, "I don't think you've EVER been touched like this before. By anyone."
Zim bit his lip and then grit his teeth, closing his eyes to avoid looking at Dib.
The Human-Stink released Zim and chuckled darkly as Zim drank in air, chest rising and falling quickly.
"So tell me Zimmy," Zim flinched minutely, "When's the last time you got laid?"
Zim simply looked up at him confused.
"Had sex?" Dib tried again, "Mated?"
Zim's face flitted with recognition then. He laughed roughly and shakily. Dib frowned at him.
Zim kept laughing. Pulling back sharply, Dib slapped Zim with a loud CRACK to his face. Zim fell silent, looking sideways at Dib. A trickle of blue blood splattered from the side of his mouth.
"Irken don't mate." He rasped out.
Dib moved to choke him again and Zim explained further, moving his head up, baring his throat to move away from Dib's hands.
"Haven't needed to for hundreds of generations." Dib blinked. "Tubed smeeks, you know."
Dib peered at Zim.
"Then WHY" He reached up and managed to brush a lekku despite Zim's thrashing. "Do you still have the organs for it?"
Zim shuddered violently at the rough treatment, a small wine escaping unnoticed. Dib heard it and repeated the motion on the antennae urgently. Zim choked on his own saliva and blurt out "ZIM is- is ABOVE mating! Zim's stalks are for HEARING! Th-There are NO ORGANS!"
"You seem pretty below it with that blush on your face." Dib laughed. "Well, why don't we just check to make sure?"
Dib scooched back, roughly flipping Zim in the soft room and pushing him down on his stomach.
"NO! You are DONE! You will RELEASE ZIM NOW, DIB-MONKEY!" Zim's voice muffled.
Zim tries to kick out at Dib only to have dib grab one ankle and push his other thigh away.
Zim continues to thrash and Dib, exasperated, finally pulls zim upon his knees and into Dib's lap. Zim gasps loudly as his crotch is suddenly palmed in time with a lekku being grabbed roughly. He's yanked into an arch as Dib skillfully rubs Zim's stalks. Zim starts to shake in a way he never has before. This human was learning about him, his body, quickly and with a pace that seemed to announce that Dib knew what he was doing, at least more than Zim knew about this sort of thing.
Zim wondered breifly how many people Dib had mated with before. Zim stopped wondering when Dib's hand slipped into his Invader uniform pants.
Dib felt the soft skin, but no protrusions. He skimmed his hand lower and lower until-
"DIB, STOP!"
His fingers felt a small slit. Some sort of soft, warm, wet opening. Curious.
He felt lower finding what HAD to be an asshole between two soft green asscheeks.
Sliding slowly back up to the slit he guided his fingers gently around the edges. Zim thrust and jerked in response. Dib heard a half choked sob from the tiny Irken.
"I gotta see this." He muttered sweetly to Zim.
In one fluid moment he used all the strength he could against Zim to lift the alien and push his pants down. He threw Zim forward on his stomach - Zim cried out in surprise - and yanked the stretchy pants down further. With another rough pull, he got Zim's pants around his ankles and twisted them to loop around his ankles again, effectively trapping Zim's feet together.
The tiny Invader could kick the pants off, but Dib wasn't about to let Zim be able to think clearly enough to remember Irk, let alone plan an escape.
He put his fingers back to the slit, massaging around it. Smearing the goo from it around its lips. Zim was wimpering now. Brokenly insisting that Dib stop.
With one hand on the slit, tantalizing and threatening to breach inside at any moment, Dib used his other hand and arm to lift Zim in order to put Dib's knees under Zim's stomach. It was high time somebody showed Zim who was boss. Someone needed to put the alien down a peg. What Zim needed, besides a good fucking, was a good spanking.
With one hand on Zims slit, arm resting straight along Zim's back, Dib took his other hand and massaged an ass cheek for a second.
Zim grunted "Dib-thing? s-stop this torture. It leads nowhere."
Dib's first SMACK rang out loud in the quiet house, followed by Zim's alarmed, surprised yell.
"D-Dib-Stink?! This is not part of mating! I don't-"
The second SMACK was harder than the first, though Zim gasped instead of crying out.
"Dib-H-Human! NO!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!! "GAH-AH!" Dib spanked him again and again, switching ass cheeks, keeping him with his rhythmic massage of Zim's slit.
"I can't-!"
SMACK!
"DIB! YOU-"
SMACK!! "NAHH!!!"
SMACK!!! "AH! STOP!"
SMACK!!!
"PLEASE DIB-HUMA-! UNH!"
There it was. The 'please' that Dib had been waiting for.
Dib thrust a finger into Zim's slit.
Zim cried out in confusion, pain and pleasure.
Dib's fingers didn't find some sort of hole, however, but found a resistance waiting just inside Zim's slit. There was something in there. Dib had a sneaking suspicion of what it was. Zim identified as male, after all, and it was so uncanny how similar Irken anatomy was to Human.
"I CAN'T!" Zim insisted again. "I CAN'T!!!"
Dib rubbed the resistance gently wondering if...
And then it moved, sliding wetly against his finger. Zim could do nothing more than gasp and shake.
Dib rubbed the appendage more, hoping it would do more than just wiggle around inside of Zim. Dib switched hands and used the gooey finger to coat part of Zim's antennae. At this, Zim jerked, choking on the sounds he was making. Slowly, as Dib massaged gently, Zim's organ wrapped around Dib's finger and Dib began to draw his hand back centimeter by centimeter, as Zim's sex began to come out of his body.
Dib saw the tip of it, just barely. And then Zim yelled "Nnoonono!" and it retreated back inside. Dib growled at having his menstrations foiled. But Zim's body was just as much controlled psychologically as it was physically.
If Dib wanted to coax Zim's organ out to play, he'd have to get Zim to relax.
He touched Zim's lekku even softer and shushed Zim, murmuring to him.
"Hey hey Zim, it's okay."
"D-Do not - AAHN! - touch Zim!"
"Shh, Zim it's alright. Let me take care of you. I know what I'm doing."
"N-No!"
"It's going to feel GOOD, Zim. Trust me. Doesn't this already feel amazing?"
"Dib-Stink! I-!"
"C'mon, just relax."
"I- I Can't!"
"Let go. Give yourself to me. Let me show you how good it can feel."
Zim began a moan that turned into a high keen as Dib felt inside of Zim's slit again, with two fingers this time. Zim's organ eagerly met his intrusion and started to swirl around his digits.
"C'mon Zim, let go!"
Zim let out a pitiful sob and moaned again. The moan turned into a cry of pleasure as his organ began to come out of his body.
Dib gently rolled Zim to his back to look him in the eye as his penis finally seemed to come out as far as it would go.
Dib couldn't help it. He leaned in over Zim to kiss him. Irken and Human tongues melting together. If Dibs saliva burned Zim, he was too far gone to notice.
Zim moaned loudly into Dib and Zim's organ uncurled from Dib's fingers. Dib broke the kiss, looking down to see Zim's penis engorging, finally really resembling a human penis, though it was green and still more tentacle-like.
He wrapped one hand around it and gently pumped. Rubbing, twisting and squeezing.
Zim whined, writhing under the attention.
Dib watched Zim's frustrated face, realizing Dib was missing something.
"What do you need Zim? Tell me." Dib was breathless with this being beneath him in such ecstasy.
But Zim couldn't think straight, could barely get any words out at all.
"Dib... Inside! PLEASE!"
That was enough for Dib. He renewed his efforts on Zim's penis and probed beneath it. The slit was still there. Did Zim mean inside his ass or inside his slit?
As his fingers brushed over Zim's slit, Zim screamed "PLEASE!! DIB PLEASE!!!"
Taking the hint, Dib shoved three fingers as deep as they would go inside of Zim. Turns out Zim could take them all the way to the knuckle with space for more. He tried massaging the walls, looking for any internal spots that could trigger what he wanted.
But it wasn't enough. Zim began to sob with the effort of what was happening. He felt himself begin to blossom with some sort of ecstasy, a blinding bliss that shook through his whole being. But he needed... He needed to tell Dib what he needed.
"MORE!" He cried, looking at Dib. "MORE DIB, PLEASE MORE!!!"
Dib didn't need to be told again. He removed his hands from Zim, unzipped his pants, removed his raging erection, lined it up, and slammed into Zim.
Zim screamed bloody murder. He screamed and screamed and shouted something in Irken and then he was convulsing around Dib.
Zim came with a hard arch of his back, a high cry, and the solid belief that he was now happily dead. He saw colors spinning and shattering. Then there was nothing for a time. Zim simply... breathed.
~~~~~~~~
When he came back to Earth, back to his body, back to Time and understanding, Zim weakly realized he was watching Dib remove the skin from his sex organ. Zim's own organ slowly slurped back inside of him, being sated for now. Zim groaned and shuddered with pleasure and pain as it disappeared once more.
"what..."
Dib noticed Zim watching him and held up the condom, tied and harmless.
"It's called a condom. I'll explain it to you sometime."
Dib threw it away into a dark corner of the large pillowed and padded room. Dib moved to remove Zim's pants and, after a couple minutes, untied his arms as well.
Zim was too sore to do anything but lay there. He'd have to stay in the resting room now in order to recover from what happened IN the resting room.
Dib dragged Zim so that they were spooning sideways.
"That was the best dissection I've ever done."
"Quiet Dib-Stink."
"Let's play that game again sometime, okay?"
"You're fixing my PAK and house when I wake."
"Is that a yes?"
"You're also going to retrieve GIR."
"It sounds like you're not saying no to more sex."
"Next time we mate, it will be YOUR turn to say 'No'."
"... How about I let you use the handcuffs?"
"Be Quiet Dib-Stink"
Dib kissed Zim's neck where Dib had bitten him. After another shiver, Dib wrapped his arms to hold Zim closer.
They drifted off to sleep.
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