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Dib sat at his desk listening to his ancient teacher Mrs. Bitters. How is it they had her every year? When suddenly he was hit in the head with a folded note. He picked it up curiously and looked around. No one was looking at him with a "oh shit" face from accidently missing their mark on who to pass it to. And no one was looking at him expectedly as you would when you passed someone a note. Except for Zim, who was staring straight at him.

'Open it.', Zim silently mouthed to the human. His plan to humiliate the human was finally begging to take place. He smirked widely like a Cheshire cat, his sharp pointed teeth gleaming devilishly in the light of the classroom. All was silent. All was zombie-like. A perfect atmosphere for a little or a LOT of mischief. Dib blinked surprised. Why would Zim pass him a note? Usually he just screamed out his plans for all to hear and no one would catch on but himself. Dib carefully opened the note seeing Zim's scratchy handwriting.

' Hello Dib-Filth.
Zim is bored as is the rest of the filthy place. How about we play a game? The Quiet Game to be precise. It seems easy, doesn't it? It's so quiet here.
While you were sleeping, Zim came in and personally probed you just for this occasion. I have wired certain parts of your body that you will find out about soon enough. Here's the catch. I control what happens in the game. Your goal is to keep quiet until the bell rings in 45 minutes. Seems simple?
I will be 'turning the game up a notch', so to speak. In my hand is a remote. I will use this to activate the probes I've inserted carefully to your body. Let the game begin, stink-meat.
- Zim!!! '


Dib blinked for a second. What the hell? He had always been a light sleeper. Certainly Zim couldn't have, could he? A small paper ball hit the teen on the head and he whirled his head around to see who did it. The alien smirked at the human once the human realized who threw it. Zim waved a little purple remote looking device around absentmindedly, taunting the human. He placed a clawed finger over his lips in a hushing sound and mouthed," Let the game begin~" He turned the dial that was on the remote on the first notch slowly, grinning his evil smile at the boy.

Dib gripped his desk. The..the fuck? How did this alien DO this to him? He always had his defenses up, no matter what. The teen jumped a little once he felt the probing taking effect. He went wide eyed and bit his lips. He was vibrating. His most sensitive areas were being vibrated. Everything. His cock, chest, prostate, everything. He bit his lips harder. 'God please don't let this be it. Tell me I'm just about to get sick is all. Don't tell me. Is this the game? ' With his high sex drive that Zim apparently knew about, surviving wasn't going to be easy. Another note was thrown at the human, opening itself somehow.

' Now you realize what the catch is to this game. Can you survive your arousal before the bell rings? Or do you not have the balls to do it? Well, you must have them, since thats one of the places I've probed you at! Can you last? -ZIM!!!!! '

Dib glared, this asshole. If he survived this he would kill him...or rape him. Or maybe a bit of both. Kill him while he rapes him? Or rape then kill him? Or kill then rape? Zim would rue this day, that's if he didn't make a noise and Ms. Bitters sent him to the basement with all the other Undesirable children. Fuck. He quickly scrawled on the note and threw it at Zim, it said, "when this class is through I'm going to KILL you."

Zim glared back at the human once he got the note and mouthed," DON'T TEMPT ME." as he turned the dial up 2 more notches, the vibrating in the teens most sensitive areas becoming MUCH more noticeable. Dib bit his lip so hard that it started to bleed a tiny bit. Fuck...he didn't think that through. If he thought it was bad before it's nearly completely drove him to orgasm. He used his trench coat to be something to hold onto. He then raised his hand, frantically hoping Ms. Bitters would be somewhat reasonable.

Mrs. Bitters growled and pointed to the squirming teen," What is it THIS TIME, DIB? " "May I please use the bathroom!?", He said praying she'd say yes, just this once. "Fine, but you have to stay after class to feed the undesirable the left over cafeteria food. Be careful. It WILL eat you.", the teacher grumbled eerily before going back to the board, drawing lines with the chalk while speaking of carrots turning into mutants when we aren't looking. Zim slammed his fist on the table, angrily. Damn teacher.

Dib wasn't sure weather it would be the Undesirables or the food eating him but he didn't care. Right now his normally ancient, snake like, teacher seemed to be an angel of mercy. Once he was out in the halls he ran and quickly went into a stall to try and find where Zim had put these things on him so he could get them off.

Zim raised his hand as well once Dib left. "Ms. Bitterz? May I use the restroom too?" "Didn't I tell you that you used up the last one for the rest of the school year?", the teacher asked, pointing a pointed nail at the green child. "That was 5 years ago, ma'am.", Zim replied. "....Fine. But your staying after class too. ", the teacher screeched, returning to the board. Zim saluted her and left the class, keeping a short distance away from unexpecting child. Poor kid thinks it's all over. The quiet game is never over until the buzzer sounds the Game Over.

Dib quickly checked the stall door and made sure it was locked. Oh god, Zim had put something in his skin? Or chemicals into him? Oh no. Zim could do this to him any time he wanted to. How could he save the world if he would constantly be cumming in his pants whenever Zim wanted him to? Dib held his breath when he heard someone else walk into the bathroom. Fuck. He thought he locked the bathroom door to and not only the stall. Oh..Oh no....it was THOSE feet. He knew those feet.

"Diiiiib. The games not over yet.", the voice murmered seductivley, toying with the human. He heard a knock above him and looked. Zim had crawled up the stall door and was now jumping down into the same stall as the human. Dib backed up so he wasn't touching Zim but the alien boy was too close for comfort. If he could just get away, grave the control, turn it to 0 and break it. He'd be safe then, but what's going on in him, the feeling, it wouldn't make it easy.

"Do you think that because you left the class, the game is over? No. You still have 38 minutes. And you don't' think a kid or a teacher will come in here, wondering why you haven't been in class yet? And now that we are ALONE, I can torture you just as much. I love seeing you squirm, Dib-Pig.", Zim murmured. He pushed the human against the stall door and Zim sat back on the toilet, smirking at the human. He pulled out a pack leg and shot out a laser RIGHT next to Dib's pelvis, burning the metal of the lock and making it destroyed and fused together. Dib had no means of escape through the doorway.

Shit! Dib thought looking around, he knew from experience Zim didn't get knocked out but maybe attacking him would be the only way. He pushed himself fully against the door hoping to come up with some way to protect himself.


"No means of escape. Now Squirm for me, human.", Zim growled, turning up the dial 4 notches higher. Dib gritted his teeth but steadfastly resolving not to move an inch. He would not give this green fuck the satisfaction. He'd remain still and impassive for as long as he could. Zim had no idea who he was messing with. Zim raised a non-existent eyebrow. "Trying not to give in? Yet you already have a hard on. Fighting with yourself. I love to see you be tortured. Expecially like this." A tentacle pulled out from Zim's pak and looked in Dib's direction before slithering over to the human and grinding itself against the boys cock that was being stimulated.

Dib tried slapping the tentical away, it's bad enough that Zim was doing this to him with the remote. But have something come out of his brain like thing and rub against him? No, just no. "Stop resisting. Like lyrics to an emo song,'give into the sensations but just keep silent' ", Zim laughed, suddenly shoving the tentacle in Dib's tight pants to rub against the boys warm rock hard member. Dib quickly graved onto the tentical and tried to pull it out of his pants. He was pretty sure that this counted as rape. No, he was defiantly sure that this was rape. God damn green monster. What was his angle anyway? What was he trying to accomplish by doing this?


The tentacle ignored the boys requests and wrapped around the boys member, stroking it slowly. Zim turned the notch up even more. This time to 6 notches, causing the boy to almost if not fall over from the vibrations on his nipples, cock, balls, and prostate.

Dib gripped onto the door handle. Fuck...how was he going to get out of this one? He had survived being exploded, put into mental institutes, and dealt with his sister Gaz, but he wasn't so sure if he would be able to survive this. And if he did he'd never be the same. If he had ever needed rescuing, now was the time. But no one was coming to rescue him, Gaz wasn't going to suddenly appear and save him and neither was Keef going to be their to distract Zim.

"SCREAM for me, Dib.", Zim whispered seductively. The tentacle moved even faster against the boys pulsating cock and the vibrations didn't help in the least. Dib quickly shook his head in denial. He wouldn't, never ever ever. This was like he was fighting for the earth. If he gave in, all would be over. Zim growled. "I SAID SQUEEL, YOU PIG." He said, before turned the knob all the way up.

Dib's eyes went wide and he gritted his teeth, he didn't know how much more he could last. Think un-sexy thoughts! Un-sexy thoughts! Ms. Bitters! Dead puppies! REALLY dead puppies! Dib kept repeating any un-sexy thing he could think of as he flipped Zim the bird. He wasn't giving up, not without a fight.

Zim smirked. "You really are a nuisance. At first it was gonna all be a game, but now you've made it all much more competitive than that. " the alien pulled out 5 more tentacles. One pulled the human down to the ground; one held one hand down, the other another hand, the other the boys legs, and the other one pulling down his pants. The first tentacle continued to jack the boy off, now moving quickly as the boy was stimulated from the inside out

Dib gritted his teeth and began to pant harshly, shaking, Zim was getting angry which meant that he must be winning. Good Dib, just keep imaging ugly things. Old nuns, corpses, bullies. Ignore this, you are not being stimulated, held down and jacked off. Your siting in class being made fun of for being a paranormal investigator. You are not in this situation. YOU ARE NOT!

The tentacle that had pulled down the boys pants is now prodding the boys entry teasingly. Zim growled, angry at having taken such extreme measures. Only 12 minutes left. ZIM WOULD WIN. Zim began sliding his shirt up off his body, showing of green muscular curves and delicious tones on the unscathed body. Dib glared, angry now. He was riddled with scars and Zim didn't have ONE? If anything he didn't get any more aroused he was just pissed. He would NOT let Zim win. He would die before he made a sound. How much longer did he have? It couldn't be any longer.

"I didn't want to go this far, but I might as well get even more enjoyment out of this.", Zim growled before removing his shoes and moving behind the human, the tentacles not stopping. Zim pulled down his pants to reveal his long hard member and the tentacle stopped jacking Dib off and instead, Zim moved his fingers over the boys cock and began massaging the boys head. His dick began prodding the boys entry slowly before sliding into him.

This could NOT be happening. Zim, his arch enemy, was about to rape him? Would speaking really be that bad? What could he do to him if he told him to get the fuck away from him and tell him if he came anywhere near him again he'd get everyone he could to attack. He was sure, positive, that if he was really in trouble he could somehow-someway get Gaz and his dad and maybe even Keef to help him. He was deffinetally going to kill him after this. That damned alien. Dib inhaled sharply and gnawed on his lips as burning began to take over his ass.

Zim had just taken Dib's virginity.

The alien groaned, surprised. "Dib!..your really...TIGHT!" Zim began thrusting deeply in the boy, slamming right against the boys prostate that was being stimulated as it was as he jacked the boys cock off. Dib decided not to make a sound. He was already in the process of being raped, he'd just have to deal with it. But mark his words, Zim would PAY. The alien had REALLY crossed the line this time and he would pay. Dearly.

"Your very stubborn. Yet your almost ready to cum. How difficult.", Zim murmured, nibbling on Dib's earlobe as Zim thrusted against the boy, loving the sensations. Zim began coddling the boys balls as a tentacle reached back around to masturbate the teen. Dib bit his own tougne so he gagged on his own blood. He would NOT make a sound. He couldn't even explain to himself why it was so important to him, it just was. Zim would not beat him in this. He would be VICTORIOUS. This Game of Zim's...Zim would lose it.

Zim groaned/growled. Only a few minutes left. Fuck. Why wouldn't Dib crack? He was sure that with the boys high sex drive he would have already! He pulled out 2 more tentacles and he removed himself from the boy and Zim laid down, the 2 tentacles supporting him and his pak. He crawled underneath the boy and began licking the head of Dib's cock as he reached a hand down to quickly jack himself off. Yet another tentacle appeared and began thrusting itself in and out of the boys ass.

Dib kept his mouth firmly sealed shut. Zim was getting desperate. He must not have much time left. This means that Dib must almost be in the clear. It felt as whoever lost had to give up. It's like years of his life are adding up to this one period. The future of humanity and the world relied on him not making a sound.

"TALK! SCREAM! DO SOMETHING, DAMMIT!", the alien growled, sending even more vibrations along the boys member. The tentacle thrusted ruthlessly in and out of the boys ass. 1 minute left. Zim shoved the boys entire member in his mouth, swallowing the boys cock, the muscles in the aliens throat encasing and squeezing tightly around Dib's penis. Dib dug his face in his shoulder. He would not give in. He would not give in. He would not, he wouldn't. Zim had no idea what he was doing. Dib would not allow him to win, not at this.

Zim groaned as he came, his thick hot cum shooting from his alien penis and onto his stomach and legs. The groaning added even MORE vibrations if possible to the boys aching cock and he continued to suck and swallow it. 30 seconds. 20 seconds. The tentacle stayed against Dib's prostate and was rubbing against it in a grinding manner, determinedly. 'Don't give up, don't give up. I've been exploded and nearly killed so many times. I CAN survive this. It can't be so much longer. Come on Dib, don't give up.', the close to crying teen chanted in his mind.

Zim flew his head back and growled angrily and suddenly the bell rang for school to be over. The alien was panting against the boys member and he slammed his fist onto the ground. Zim had been defeated. Dib won. Zim stopped all motions with the tentacles and he got up shakily and wiped off his cum with toilet paper. "Hooray for you, human. You won. Zim is defeated.", the alien sighed in frustration. He began replacing his pants on as all tentacles and restraints went back into his pak.

Dib took his chance to sucker punch Zim right in the face. He threw all his arousal and anger into it. He didn't think he's ever come as close to hitting anything that hard before in his life. Zim yelped as he was punched, a giant blue bruise appearing on his face and blue blood dripping from the wound and his mouth. He recoiled to the corner of the stall, spitting the blood out and teeth chips angrily. He groaned a little and rubbed his face gently, almost tearing up from pain but keeping his ground. "Why do that? You won the game, Dib. You are victorious. Whats wrong?", Zim taunted angrily, narrowing his eyes at the panting blushing aroused human.

"Why the fuck did you do that in the first place?! I can admit were enemies, but raping goes WAY over the line!!! You better watch your back, alien-boy." He said angrily before leaving through the bottom of the stall and going to feed the Undesirables and get home and plan. These plans wouldn't be like normal just to either capture or expose Zim, no, these would be to kill and/or torture him. Further more, when he had gathered his clothes and put them on in the vacant hallways, he found it. Not chemicals. No probing. All it was, were small vibrating pods taped onto his dick and balls chest and by his ass so it felt like his prostate was being stimulated. He ripped off the taped pods, not giving a shit that they left burning red marks on his skin, and he threw them to the ground and promptly smashed them as he continued to walk to the cafeteria.

"AS IF YOU DIDN'T LOVE IT. YOU STILL ARE HARD, DIB SMELL. YOUR JUST STUBBORN!!! AND RAPING IS THE ULTIMATE WAY OF TORTURING YOU!! AND WHY? REMEMBER WHEN YOU ORDERED THAT FOOD FIGHT A WEEK AGO?? I WAS BURNED SO BAD THE COMPUTER HAD TO PUT ME ON 4 LIFE SUPPORT MACHINES!!!! THATS WHY. AND YOU THINK I CARE IF I STEPPED OVER THE LINE? I'M YOUR ENEMY!!!!!! THATS WHAT THEY DO!!! THEY CROSS BOUNDRIES AND MURDER AND TOY WITH THEY'RE PREY LIKE A HUNGRY LION AND THAT IS MY GOAL! AND I DON'T MEAN TO BECOME A LION!", the alien yelled at Dib once he got to the cafeteria with his clothes on. Zim grabbed a giant bucket of left over food to feed the undesirables on the counter. "Ms. Bitterz made me assist with the feeding too, in case you were wondering ", the smaller green child murmured angrily.

The 2 had arrived at the classroom, both stomping angrily and refusing to look at the other in any way besides glares. Dib just glared at him before just throwing the bucket to the Undesirables and staking out. Zim glared at Dib back and sighed and tossed his bucket down the shoot behind Ms. Bitters desk to the undesirables as well. He, however, stood there, listening to Dib's heavy foot steps stomping out of the building. He watched from the window as Dib walked home in the setting sun, glaring as he spoke to himself.

"Since I've arrived here to earth, I've treated our relationship as a petty game. I kick you and you kick me relationship. Time has changed. I'm done just calling names and throwing a punch or to. I want to go home, and you've always been in my way. I treated the Quiet Game like it was all just a game, but that was not my goal, human. It was to force you to like it. To come back for more and more so I can one day annialate you. You just walk into my trap. But as usual, you had to be stubborn. You had to be on top. You had to show me up and stop me from going home. I will kill you, Dib. And I mean it. Not like when we were in Skool. I will annialate you, to every last cell or not. I need you gone so I can conquer this planet. ", Zim spoke softly, kicking the desk a little. "DAMMIT.", he huffed.

The homesick alien walked out of the vacant quiet building and walked back to his own tacky colored base, his head hung low. ' well...I at least got rid of some stress during the accord. ', he thought to himself as he walked through his door into his house, sighing angrily. "I'll get you Dib, you stinking human.", he hissed.



FINIS~