Invader Zim Fan Fiction ❯ It's A Conspracy! ❯ Chapter 1

“It's A Conspiracy”

By

Psycho Z

 

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Really. Nickelodeon and Jhonen own ZIM. Really, I own nothing. I just live in a box on the side of the road… With a computer. Please! Give me money! Also, this story is for mature audiences only because of like, sex and incest and stuff. So, like you're going to hell if you read this………….

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Dib walked into the kitchen looking for something to eat. He looked to the fridge and found nothing but some moldy bread and a package of year-old hotdogs. Dib look around the poorly lit kitchen for something else. He searched the cabinets. Nope, nothing in there but a can of chicken broth. How about the other cabinets? Dib search some more until he found a single, solitary jar of pickles.

 

“Well, it's better then starving.” He mumbled to himself.

 

Dib picked up the cold container and tried to open it. The lid wasn't moving. He pushed on it harder. Still no visible movement. He tried it with his other hand. No, sorry. That's not gonna' work either. Dib was getting annoyed and the growing hunger in his belly didn't help.

 

In the shadows, Gaz watch Dib wrestle with the pickle jar. She watched his face contort in anger and frustration. She continued to watch him for a long while. Her thoughts drifted to other things, but her brother was still center in her mind.

 

Should she tell him? Was there any reason not to?

 

[She looked down into his eyes. He looked confused and unsure. She couldn't blame him, she felt the same way. She rested her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. The sound she'd wanted to hear for so long. She just closed her eyes and listened for the longest time. It was beautiful. But now she knew it was time to act, and, oh, what an act it was. She crawled down his chest.]

 

Dib seem to give up on the pickle jar and turn around. Feeling disdained and defeated, he turned around to see his sister looking at him. No, not just looking at him. Starring at him. Watching him. It freaked him out to say the least.

 

“Gaz, what are you looking at?” Dib ask her.

 

“Um, Dib, there's something I need to say.” She murmured out.

 

Yes, it was time to tell him, or at least hint at it. She needed to remove this weight from her shoulder. This dark little secret was eating away at her. She couldn't take it anymore. He needed to know, and she needed to know she could tell some one.

 

“Well, what do you need to say?” Dib stated, looking her in the eye. His sister was acting unusual. Since when was she this nice to him? And why wasn't she playing that video game of hers? It wasn't like Gaz. It was strange.

 

[She continued to crawl down his body, feeling every inch of it, until she came to the desired location. Just below his waist. She looked back up at him. That look of confusion stared back at her. Should she stop? No, she had come to far not to. She unbuckled his belt and threw it aside. She then pulled down both his pants and his underwear. There it was, a long shape. His manhood. The thing that would bring life-to-life, being to being, the most important part of all of this…. And it was short, withered, and completely unimpressive in every form. But she didn't care. It didn't matter. She slowly started to stroke it the way you would stroke a pet. He murmured something about how this was wrong and how she should stop, but he didn't do anything about it. She knew he didn't mind. She lowered her head to just above it. He said something again, something along the lines of “Don't go on” or “This is wrong.” She didn't listen. She was too close.]

 

“Um… Well, we've known each other a long time, right?” Gaz stammered.

 

“We're brother and sister. Of course we have.” He retorted, slightly confused by her choice of words.

 

“Why do we have to be brother and sister?” Gaz questioned. No, she was beginning to sound like a weirdo.

 

“What else would we be?” Dib was officially freaked out now. Something was going on here.

 

[She took it in her mouth. It was cold and didn't really taste good. For a fact, the whole situation was rather unattractive. Despite this, this went on. She started to suck on it. A small sound escaped his lips. She could feel it harden up and become hotter. It started to grow in her mouth. As it continued to grow bigger she found the act of sucking less and less disgusting. Plus, from the sound of him moaning, she could tell he was enjoying it. She sucked for a few more minutes, as his moans became more and more frequent. He started to shift his body and move his waist with the motion of her mouth. It grew hotter and hotter and his moans grew louder and louder. She could feel it pulsating in her mouth and she knew what was coming, so she stopped. A disappointed grunt escaped his lips as she withdrew it from her mouth.]

 

“I don't think you understand.” Gaz was beginning to feel unsure about this whole thing. Was she strong enough to do this?

 

“You're not making any sense, Gaz.” Dib was worried. Was there something wrong with his sister? “Are you sick?”

 

“Maybe I am.” Gaz thought out loud.

 

[It was time for her part. She quickly pulled off her pants and underwear and threw them to the floor below. There they where, both of them, half naked. She climbed on top of him and found herself looking him in the eyes again. This time, he looked annoyed. He wanted it too. She was willing to give it.]

 

“Should I get some medicine?” Dib wondered.

 

“That won't help any.” Gaz admitted.

 

Gaz really wanted to tell him everything. Tell him about the secret, about the fantasies, about the lust. Good God, the lust that kept her up at night. The lust that disturbed her sleep and forced her to…. Do something about it. She wanted it to pour out of her. She wanted to come clean, but she couldn't. It was pointless to try.

 

[Their waist where parallel with each others. She knew it was time. She lowered her body on to him. Slowly, ever so slowly, she slid on to him. He moaned again, but she felt something different. A strong pain filled her pelvic region. She could feel it ripping into her. She sucked up her courage and continued to lower herself into him, hoping the pain would fade. She let him fill her up. It was completely inside of her and he was loving it. She roused up again and lowered again. Up, down. In, out. She slowly rode on him, letting his manhood fill her. He was breathing heavily and his heartbeat was loud, his beautiful heartbeat. She decided to let passion take over.]

 

“Gaz you're acting really weird. Weirder then usual. I mean, why won't you tell me what's wrong?” Dib had never seen his sister act this way and it scared the crap out of him.

 

“Do you have any secrets, Dib? One's you can't tell anybody? Secrets that drive you insane?” Gaz hoped he wouldn't figure it out. She knew if he found out her secret it would destroy their family and it was broken up enough all ready.

 

“I guess. I mean, I don't think I have anything really that bad. What are you getting at Gaz?” Dib couldn't make heads or tails of his sister at the moment.

 

[She sped up the motion. She started to buck her waist. She bounced up and down on top of him. In and out, in and out. She was beginning to feel the pleasure everyone always talked about. It really was wonderful. She closed her eyes and smiled. All that mattered now was the feeling. He started to move as well, pushing up and farther into to her. She started to pant. Both of their hearts where pounding at the same speed. Both of them moving into each other. Both of them breathing, moaning, and groaning. Both of them lost in passion. This was making love. This was sex. It was wonderful. She bucked harder and fasting. She wanted as much of him in her as possible. He grunted and mumbled something. She didn't listen. She didn't care. She moved as fast as she could, passion reaching its peak. He let out a loud moan and his manhood contracted inside of her. She could feel him emptying into her, spilling his every being into her. It overwhelmed her. She could feel herself contracted and her own being empty. She screamed. She yelled out to the universe. She released her evils in a loud shriek.

And just as quickly as it began it was over. She collapsed, and faded away.]

 

Gaz shook her head and stared at the floor.

 

“Never mind.” She managed to mumble out. She walked out of the kitchen and back into the shadows.

 

Dib simply shook it off and went back to the pickle jar.

 

 

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