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IZ: Slave to my Tallest Ch. 8

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Dib walked into the lab, looking around for the jade skinned boy, having to talk to him. He now knew what he was to say to him, he was ready to share the news of love, ready to spread the butter of peace.

"Mmm. . . Butter. . ." He muttered to himself as he walked down the long room, looking for any sign of Zim, or GIR.

Then however, he heard a loud clank, and scrapping sound, close to the sounds of a nail on chalkboard.

Dib covered his ears face filled with a pale surprise. His eyes watered at the sound, and he could barely stand now.

Eventually the sound ceased, and Dib could relax his hands back to his sides. He found himself being dumbfounded, unable to comprehend whatever that sound was, he was almost afraid to look back at the being or creation that could've made it. To him it could've been anything! It could be a creation that had escaped and now was looking for human meat to feast on, or if could be a robot looking for humans to rip apart. All the possibilities scared Dib almost to death!

He still slowly turned around, to see Zim, who was smiling maliciously. Dib would've relaxed further if it wasn't for that look Zim gave him. He tilted his head, "Z-Zim?"

Zim gave a light snicker, and walked forward, his feet clanking on the metal flood with each step. Since it was so dark, Dib could only make out his form, and see the dark glow of Zim's bug like eyes. They glew red.

Zim was now right in front of Dib, looking up at him he said something in irken that was too fast for Dib to catch.

Dib looked confused, as Zim backed him up into one of the metal walls, a beat of sweat going down his forehead.

Zim smiled toothily, "Dib~" he then nuzzled into Dib's neck.

This made Dib squeak loudly,"Z-Zim what are y-you doing?!"

Again he spoke in a quick voice, in irken, pushing lightly on Dib's chest with his hands to keep him pressed against the wall.

He began to lightly nip at Dib's neck making him quiver under the other's hands. He could smell a very sweet scent hit his nose, and this only made it worse as if began to make him feel drunken.

He quickly pulled away, "Zim s-stop that!"

Zim blinked a few times, body seeming to stiffen, "H-huh? What do you mean my tallest?"

Dib looked confused, "Zim why were you doing t-that? I-uh-I never gave you permission to touch me like that!"

"Dib I don't know what you're talking about." He looked completely confused, then gained a realization of a feature, "O-oh no. . . No, no, no. . ."

"W-what?" Dib grew paler to his tone.

"Dib do you remember GIR taking a strand of your f-fur?" Zim looked down, looking both ashamed and strained.

Dib thought a moment then nodded, so Zim continued, "I used that t-to get your DNA. . . Z-Zim accidentally went too far and got some DNA inside. . ."

"W-what does that mean? What's the big deal? Wouldn't your body expel it?" Dib was even more confused than angry.

"N-no Dib the part I got triggered the hormones in my body to s-switch on. They will continue to switch on for awhile. . ." Zim told him quietly.

He was silent for a long moment then realization hit him, "Y-you wanted to have sex with me?! Because of the hormones?!"

"D-Dib please calm. . . Zim will just stay in here and lock himself here until the switches stop. I have plenty of food down here and plenty of things to do. . . It's instinct that once hormones start Zim tries to find a very tall male to mate with. It's natural, since I'm short I don't bother finding a shorter male or female, I look for a tall male. You just happen to fit that bill. . ."

Dib nodded in understanding then asked, "H-how long will this last?"

"Until I die. Every month for a week I'll have to lock myself down here. Or until I do mate with someone, and is impregnated with a child, then I could keep my hormones under control after the pregnancy is over." He attempted to explain it the best he could to Dib, leaving out the detail that he could moderately control himself at that one point.

Dib sighed and hugged onto him, "I don't want you to be alone for a whole week. . ." He could still smell the pheromones that had made him a bit tipsy.

"Dib I'll be okay, you should head on up." He hugged back, "I need to set it to lock for a week with no opening.

Dib nodded slowly and gently kissed his head, he didn't want to let go. . .

Zim blushed darkly, feeling the corners of lust begin, which caused him to push Dib back to the elevator, "See you in the weeks end!" Then he sent him up.
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