Irken Warfare



       The air was thick and heavy, saturated with the metallic tang of Irken machinery, which hummed and whirred incessantly, filling in the gaps of silence as if to remind everyone of its relentless presence. The dissonance of beeps and whirs, coupled with the occasional clank of moving parts, created an atmosphere that was both eerie and strangely captivating. In the center of it all, amidst the chaotic sounds and the cold glow of blinking lights, lay a human kid of short frame, sprawled out on the floor in a deep, dreamless sleep. His tousled hair fell over his forehead, and his small chest rose and fell gently, blissfully unaware of the impending events that were about to unfold around him that day. The world around him buzzed with activity, but he remained untouched by the chaos.
       From within the shadows, a new figure emerged. Just as short in size but different to him. His skin a weird green tone, muscular body despite his small frame and an eery feel of true evil emanated from him.
       —Mwahaha! —He laughed—. Awaken, Dib! And face… your doom!
       Posing dramatically, the alien creature stood still and in silence as his victim still rested –mumbling words like any other kid would.
       —I said… Wake up, Dib! To your inevitable doom.
       —I.. W-what? —Dib began to react; quickly switching to a state of alert as his eyes opened—. Zim! What have you done? Where have you taken me? … and why are you naked? And how are you ripped?
       —Too many questions! And all of them wrong! You should say instead, why are we naked!
       —Ah! What the heck! Why am I naked?! —Dib tried to cover his body with his hands and legs—. Whatever your evil plan is today.. I will foil it, Zim. Naked or not.
       —You can’t foil it this time, Dib! You are already too late!
       —Yes I can!
       —Liar!
       —I’m not lying! I already fo-
       —Lies!
       —No, they’re not! I always foil-
       —Don’t matter, don’t care. —Zim interrupted over and over—. Now prepare and do not resist!
       From his back, Zim pulled out a controller with a big red button. Pulling a maniacal laugh. But while the alien saw this as an act of villainy and a demonstration of power, Dib was confused –both were naked after all.
       —Where.. Where did you pull that out of?
       Zim didn’t answer, he pressed the button regardless and a set of metallic claws came down, latching to his legs and arms.
       These claws forced Dib to stay still; with legs and arms held together, extended straight like a pig about to get roasted.
       Dib still tried to struggle out of their cold, metallic grasp but that only caused a third one to come out of the floor to hold still his torso. He still tried to continue his fight, but no amount of struggle was going to set him free now.
       «ZZZHHHHMMM»
       —Release me, you crazy monster!
       —Soon.. Soon you will be released from these claws! —Zim laughed once more—.
       The claws continued to extend after securing Dib, approaching him legs-first to Zim; who had his legs spread open –presenting, and even stroking his Irken penis. An act that Dib found disturbing.
       —Why are you doing that?! What are you doing Zim?!
       —Observe, human Dib. As I absorb your humanity!
       Out of nowhere, Zim’s penis began to shapeshift violently at the same pace he masturbated. One act tied to the other as it opened and expanded around Dib’s legs –it looked as if eating him alive through the penis’ gland.
       —Y-You already tried to absorb humans! You failed because of me.
       —Exactly why I am starting with you! You can’t ruin my plans if I capture you.. for eternity!
       Dib was scared to the bone, seeing his feet being covered by Zim’s penis, its head cavity stretching to fit them whole –the sensations being even worse as each finger felt like being “licked” by some foreign liquid that rested inside. And with his legs tied still, any attempt to kick or push himself away were futile.
       —Even if you capture me inside your… thing.. People will notice when I am missing, and they will search for me. —Dib tried to scare Zim—. You will be found and captured.
       —Wrong again! —Zim continued laughing—. I have already sent a robot replacement! Observe!
       Behind Zim a screen appeared, it showed a poorly made robot that looked like Dib if only by hairstyle and clothing. The body was a rusty grey metal colour, and its structure could not hold itself together at all.
       Voices could be heard through a built-in microphone:
       « Hey, son! How was school? »
       « Good evening, paternal figure. I must go to my quarters and proof that aliens are, in fact, not real. »
       « Atta boy… »
       The transmission ended with Dib’s father walking away as if he had been ignoring everything the robot said.
       The kid was speechless, and hope left his eyes while Zim’s penis continued to devour him, now reaching his knees –the claws holding his legs no longer there.
       In a second air of panic and fear, Dib tried to kick and push with his legs. But albeit flexible, Zim’s cock seemed to also be resistant and tight. Causing the alien to show an evil grin as he took the kid in.
       The sea of sensations continued across the legs of the young human. The warmth turning up and bringing comparison with the cold breeze of the outside; the sticky and wet interior that the more it covered him the less he was able to move –like a paste of sorts.
       —You won’t get away with this! —Dib’s voice cracked—.
       —I already have! Once I finish capturing you there won’t be turning back. —Zim’s voice toned down—.
       The sudden shift of pitch from Zim was like a cold bucket of ice being poured on Dib. Like something inside telling him that this was as serious as it could be and that in fact he was hopeless.
       But maybe it was his nature as a child, or an unbreaking spirit that kept him going –because despite this his body kept struggling as much as it could.
       A new look into the scene showing how his legs were almost devoured and now Zim’s dick started to go over Dib’s penis as well.
       Due to the sensitivity of this area, the kid could not help to blush gently. His penis warming up while getting covered in the mysterious liquid –this would be a sensation that would carry for the rest of the act.
       Surprised by this curious reaction, the alien chuckled.
       —What is this? Dib the human suddenly changed his mind?
       —I-I haven’t changed my mind! If anything, this just feels weird..
       —Oh, yeah? —Zim grabbed his penis—. How weird?
       Stroking around the area where Dib’s penis was, Zim slowly masturbated –causing the human kid to feel as if he was being masturbated instead. His body shivering however it could as he was covered up to his navel.
       No evil laughs this time, it was no longer regular villainy –Zim clearly enjoyed this.
       Furthermore, the Irken now was able to feel the human’s heart rate, racing more and more as his torso was taken over and the second claw finally released. The sensation of warmth also went up a notch alongside the ickiness of Zim’s penis fluids. It was making his nervous system overload at this point –reaching an indescribable point.
       —C’mon, you can cut it out now! —Dib resorted to bargaining—. I swear I won’t get in your way anymore.
       —You are lying! —Zim responded, ignoring the plea—. You always lie!
       —I’m not lying, I swear!
       —Silence I said! Or I will push you in even faster!
       But even though Dib said nothing more in fear of speeding up the process, Zim did it anyways by pressing his button once more. His dick now covered up to Dib’s neck and was slowly getting over his mouth.
       The feeling of being silenced struck Dib with an air of depression almost instantly. If he dared open his mouth he would taste Zim’s insides –who knew what that would taste like. Who knows what it would do to his own innards if he did.
       All Dib could do was think of his family, being fooled by Zim’s poorly made robot, no one missing him, no one searching for him. This was in fact the end for him.
       Yet the human spirit is always stronger at the end. After his head got covered, and Zim helped himself to the human by pushing him in with his claws the same way one pushes food into their mouth –Dib found himself free at last but inside of Zim’s cock.
       It was almost impossible to struggle from there, that was a fact. But that sign of struggle was Dib’s last attempt at rebellion against the alien.
       —Fight all you want little Dib, it tickles!
       In fact, Dib’s struggle seemed to entice Zim as his dick pulsated and erected.
       —I shall call you… Dib dick!
       The alien continued mocking the human as he observed his new shaft. Thicker, larger and overall bigger cock thanks to its new resident. Turning to masturbation was a matter of time as the Irken kept making jokes about Dib while stroking himself.
       Helpless, the human could do nothing but take the insults as he felt the alien’s hand go all around his body and the pressure building up more and more. The stronger the pressure the worst it was for him too. Feeling Zim’s touch closer than before while also being hold tightly in position.
       And when Zim would cum, it would first bathe Dib in it –after all he was in the way. But consequentially, the pressure would subside, and he was able to breathe again.
       Dib tried to scream, but that only made him taste Zim’s cum. He couldn’t handle the taste nor the texture.
       More evil laughter filled his ears.
       —I will now do this at least once a day! And you shall enjoy it! That is if you wish for sustenance.
       Dib tried to scream and insult Zim, but only muffled noises made it out.
       —What you say? —Zim made fun of this—.
       “mmmhmm”
       —What?
       “mfffmfmm”
       —What?
       Zim laughed once more, a sound that echoed with a mixture of triumph and relief. Taking a seat shortly after, he leaned back to admire what he had accomplished. The sight of Dib, his nemesis, bound and defeated before him, filled him with a glee he hadn’t felt in ages. He couldn’t help to monologue internally.
       « Finally! »
       He allowed himself to relish the moment. Years of conflict, endless schemes and plans thwarted by that insufferable human. Zim had spent too long plotting, only to have Dib ruin his grand designs at every turn. The way Dib always seemed to be one step ahead –always so arrogant, so annoyingly clever. It was infuriating!
       Zim’s fists clenched as he recalled the countless times Dib had thwarted him, the mockery in his voice, the way he would always have the upper hand.
       But now, the tables had turned. Zim’s heart raced with exhilaration. « He’s completely at my mercy, trapped like an insect in a web. »
       The thought sent a shiver of delight down his spine. The sweet taste of victory was intoxicating. He could almost feel the weight of his failures lifting, replaced by a sense of power that coursed through him like electricity.
       Zim couldn’t help but smirk as he gazed at his cock, imagining Dib’s dumb face. Something he always dreamed off was now a reality.
       « You thought you could stop me, didn’t you? You thought you could always outsmart me! »
       The mere idea made Zim chuckle.
        « But look at you now, powerless and defeated. » The joy of finally having the upper hand surged within him, igniting a fire of ambition.
       With Dib captured, Zim envisioned the glorious future ahead –one where he would no longer be the butt of jokes or the target of failed plans. He would show Earth exactly who he was, and Dib would see just how foolish he had been to underestimate him.
       —Oh, how sweet this victory is!
       Zim relished the moment, the bitterness of his past battles fading into the background. Nothing could overshadow this triumph. Not anymore. Not with Dib right where he belonged –defeated, and at last, utterly powerless against Zim’s brilliance.
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