Invader Zim Fan Fiction ❯ Invader to Queen ❯ For the Love of the Irken Queen! ( Chapter 14 )

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A/N: Woo Hooo!!! Got some energy but seriously I think I need some extra support I don’t know how we are going to keep our internet going at this rate we may have to cut it off in favor of food … And if that happens that means no more Invader Zim or any of my other series. Please let me know what you guys think I should do. I mean really hope things just manage to work out but I just don’t know. *sadface*

Don’t mind me I’m just panicking it’s hard to actually think about writing when RL gets in the way I just wish his parents would be able to get their disability soon we can’t keep affording all their bills and ours for the rest of our lives.

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Invader Zim

For the Love of the Irken Queen!

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Small hands reached up their peach colored skin had only a hint of green and oddly enough they had a small tuft of hair that was more purple than black but still very dark. His eyes were much more Irken then the rest of him seemed, the bright red orbs stared at Zimsera as though he knew who she was right away. His tiny antennae wiggled but not by much, he was the first born, Zimsera felt her mouth move she had no idea what to name him let alone any of the nine others. She walked over to the next one this one a little girl her skin had more of a pink hue and her eyes a vibrant blue also more of an Irken like than her skin tone her antennae was longer and her entire head was covered in tiny light teal hair. The small smeet cooed and giggled at her. The next little male was completely asleep looking much more like Dib than she had expected with the pale skin tone and if Dib had the cute little antennae he definitely would have been even more appealing. Then again Dib was more appealing than any Irken Zimsera had met and more intelligent then she gave him credit for.

Dib was in front of their next little smeet also a boy this one had light green skin and deep dark green hair and those cute little antennae as all the smeets appeared to have he was also sleeping quite soundly. Zimsera snuck behind Dib and wrapped her arms around him in a sort of hug that made him jump slightly. “Zim.. They’re so tiny..”

“Of course they are,” Zimsera replied no longer feeling the need to correct Dib anymore about her name. She almost kind of enjoyed being called Zim more than the name the tallest told her she had to take on.

“Ten smeets is this how it’s going to be every time?” Dib suddenly asked as he looked around.

“I don’t know, not a lot is known about the queens,” Zimsera replied. “It’s not like they teach us about our mother in smeet school, they taught us about conquest and overtaking the inhabiting species of the planet, to give to our Tallest as a prize to be turned into.. whatever they need that planet for.” Dib was frowning, she could sense it even if she couldn’t see it.

“What would have happened to Earth?” Dib asked.

“It’s a toss up between being destroyed and being turned into a parking lot,” A voice replied from behind them. “According to these Irken texts any dirty and useless planets are either renovated into parking lots or destroyed after being seized by the Irken Empire. I guess it’s so the planet’s inhabitants don’t try to advance far enough to become a threat to the Irken Empire.” Zimsera and Dib both turned to see Gaz nose deep in an old dusty tome and a few handmaidens seemed to be bringing her yet another old tome.

“How did.. you...” Dib began to ask.

“Oh the handmaidens were telling me about a library so I asked for some books,” Gaz replied.

“But how can you...” Dib tried to ask.

“Zim’s computer taught me how to read and speak Irken, idiot,” Gaz replied angrily. Zim moved on to the fifth born another daughter her skin was also pale as the moon and was already showing black hairs atop her head. The tiny creature yawned opening up one purple eye before falling asleep again. The next was wide awake and staring around at everything, she was inquisitive about her new surrounds staring around with her pink eyes. Her skin was a light purple and wisps of purple hair could be seen on top of her head. The next female was in the hands of a handmaiden who gently handed her to Zimsera. She had peach skin, little dark blue hairs were visible on her head and this little one had dark brown orbs. She walked to the next this one was a boy with striking dark purple eyes and Dark green hair against peach skin. The last two were almost twins save for the different eye and hair colors. One had magenta eyes and hair while the other had mismatched red and blue eyes and rose red hair. Both had pinkish-green skin.

Zimsera handed the small bundle back to the handmaiden. Zimsera then held herself a bit as she wondered how she would feed them but as one smeet started to cry she found out just what the handmaidens actual jobs were. She watched in total shock as the handmaiden who lifted the smeet began to feed him via her swollen antennae. Zimsera was very impressed by this and smiled when she saw that it was the smeet that looked most like Dib. “Dib 2,” Zimsera mumbled.

“We’re not naming him Dib 2, that’s just weird,” Dib replied, wrapping his arms around Zim softly. “How about we call him Diz.”

“No, I don’t like it it’s weird. Zeb?” Zimsera asked.

“Yeah, Zeb now we just need nine more names,” Dib replied with an exasperated sigh. “Maybe we should have thought about them before they were born.

“What with the Irken Armada coming for me?” Zimsera replied with heated sarcasm. “We didn’t have the time to fuss over names and right now we have a bigger problem.”

“That female tallest?” Gaz asked. “Yeah she’s a bigger problem than you think according to these handmaidens they have been told story after story about her passed down from handmaiden to handmaiden. She was supposed to be a Queen so she has all the power of an Irken Princess which isn’t supposed to match that of a queen until after becoming mated but.. Something happened to her so she might yet have the abilities to match yours.”

“What?” Zimsera asked.

“She currently has control over every Irken except the handmaidens who only obey a mated queen,” Gaz explained. “So the handmaidens are mostly immune to her control.”

“How do I keep them out of her control,” Zimsera asked. One of the handmaidens started to meep excitedly and wiggled her antennae in front of her. Zimsera nodded getting the picture and thrust her antennae forward wiggling them to get a sense for the Irken’s around her until she felt it. It was like a connection unlike any other and it grew strong and vibrant like a brightly colored piece of yarn pulled taut between her and each handmaiden and more joined as they too raised their antennae before them. She felt that this process would be easier on the invaders as they are much simpler than handmaidens. Once she felt she was bonded to them all properly she returned her antennae to their rightful place behind her and relaxed letting them curl up.

Zimsera decided then what she had to do, she had to end the rule of the tallest and show then she would not be controlled, no matter how badly she wanted to go back to earth. She only hoped that Dib would understand.

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Gaz watched as Zim’s expression changed, she couldn’t accept the new name the tallest had given her friend. Something about it didn’t sit right with her, almost as if it wasn’t really an actual tradition but an adaptation. She had to get to the bottom of this and the only place to that was the library. Once Zim and Dib left the cloistral chamber, probably to talk about something that would keep them on the ship longer than Gaz would like. She walked up to one of the handmaidens.

“Take me to the Library,” she said.

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Dib paused as they made the room he wondered why Zimsera had dragged him in there, granted he wouldn’t mind a little tussle in the new bed. Zimsera walked up to him and slowly pushed him back toward the bed, he could tell her mind wasn’t on mating but something more serious. He pulled her into his arms.

“What is it?” he asked. Zimsera shook her head still deep in thought. She pushed him down and straddled him, her face suddenly shifting to a devious smirk. He smiled unable to resist her change of mood as she leaned down and kissed him passionately. He ran his fingers along her skin feeling every tantalizingly soft inch as he lifted the fabric in his wake. Zimsera moaned into the kiss which excited him as his hands continued to quest. Finally he pulled off the night attire tossing it to the ground before toying with her panties. Running his hands over the already wet portion of the skimpy cloth toying with her sensitive nethers. His fingers were met with the motion of her hips as she ground against them trying to get them inside of her. With ease he slipped those fingers around the fabric and slid them home into her warm moist depths and slowly penetrated her with a lone digit. She gasped releasing the kiss and allowing them both the precious air their lungs craved. She moaned his finger dug deeper and moved her hips with each thrust. He grinned adding another finger and pumping faster.

“Oh Dib,” Zimsera moaned her antennae curling up even more as she met his fingers thrusts. A sudden bout of inspiration struck him and he gently unfurled of those lovely little antennae and sucked it into his mouth he was greeted with it’s aphrodisiac-like secretion and moaned as his member swelled with blood. The instant hardening also came with some discomfort but he ignored it as Zimsera was already loosing his pants and freeing his erection from it’s confines. He moaned as she stroked him tentatively, toying with his tool as she enjoys his fingers. He would have laughed if he wasn’t so turned on by her wanton mewling and moaning. He almost wondered what she was feeling but thought as banished as she moved away from him. He whimpered until he saw her move her face even with his erection she touched her lips as she inspected and toyed with it. She seemed to come to some decision as she moved closer wrapping her lips around him. He moaned and tried not to buck his hips aas his manhood was engulfed in sweet warm and wetness, it was almost more amazing then he had imagined those many lonely nights when he was a teen. He felt the tongue wrap around him then it tightened forcing a moan from his lips as Zimsera pulled back before engulfing him again, she repeated it. He nearly lost the suction he had one her antennae when she gulped around his length and pulled back.

“Zim,” he said finally releasing her antennae. Zim looked up at him, and he crooked his finger, she slowly crawled up his body and he gently guided her into position so he could pleasure her at the same time. He then grinned as he guided her sweet honeypot closer to his face.

“Um how does this…?” Zimsera started to ask until Dib lapped at her sensitive hole. She moaned lowly as he lapped at her feminine juices. “Mmm Dib,” she moaned. He paused suddenly making Zimsera whimper.

“Forgetting something?” Dib asked. He gasped as she instantly seemed to realize and leaned down to engulf him. He groaned before going back to the task at hand lapping at her before forcing his tongue inside and being greeted by a moan and a pause as Zimsera seemed to gather her wits. He suddenly felt that urge bubbling side him so he stopped to focus on not releasing which left him gasping as he went back to work on Zimsera using his tongue and fingers to double the effect which had the desired effect as a sudden surge and quake of her inner walls had him smiling at his success. He lapped up the sweet juice she was secreting and continued to please her. Zimsera sucked down on him hard, he couldn’t resist it this time he came filling her mouth and throat with his seed. She pulled away and coughed a little before licking up the rest. “I’m so sorry I should have warned you.” Zimsera rolled off of him sighed happily. Dib looked down at himself he was still mostly covered in the sticky seed that hadn’t shot out into Zimseras stomach but he would have ample time to clean himself. Zimsera crawled over and placed her head on his stomach smiling. He couldn’t help but smile back and stroke the side of her face.

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*intercept’s* hey guys sorry this took so long I had no Idea how I had wanted this chapter to do all by itself and then it hit me. We still have a little ways to go and where yhe heck is Gaz going I mean seriously? Anyway I think this is the most interesting scene I have ever wrote this whol series I hope you guys think it’s as hot as I do. *sweating* Anyway stay tune for the next one and please suggest some names in the forum. Love you guys.

Next chapter will we name the smeet? Will we find out what Gaz is up to? Will we ever defeat the enemy? Or should we? That is all up to you guys and your feedback.