The next morning, a minute before the alarm went off, Gaz woke up and got a text from Zim: forget your pledge you made yesterday and what I said about how your training starts once you closed the door when inside my house because any self-respecting master or mistress would have his or her sex slave make the pledge on video after that is when I will begin your training. If I find what you say acceptable, then your training will start right after. Pledging, training, and losing your virginities will be recorded on video along with with a list of other fun "activities": 1) Masturbating wherever you are. 2) BDSM training wherever, whenever, and however I want. 3) Non-training/ just for fun, including BDSM. 4) Breeding. 5) Testing out the collar.

The message continued with a house rule. After she became his sex slave, she had to follow the rules all the time when inside his house. Some of the rules were: 1) Must take off all clothes except your collar. Zim had to give her permission to put and/or leave the clothes he wanted on. 2) Whenever he came back home, Zim expected to see her sitting on her knees with her hands on her lap, greeting him home. If she wanted, she could ask how his day was then wait to be given an order or told what to do, either training or just fun. 3) She had to refer to him as "master" at all times.

That's it for the house rules. More may be added as your training progresses. I look forward to hearing your opinion when you pledge to me.

Gaz felt so excited and horny with everything Zim wrote, especially the house rules. She planned to follow them to the letter after she pledges again but on video. She went downstairs, ate breakfast, and quickly drove to the Irken's house. When she knocked on the door, Gir answered in his dog outfit. "Hey, Gir. Where's Zim?"

"He's in the lab waiting for you. I MADE WAFFLES!" Gir screeched happily.

"Thanks, Gir," Gaz said as she entered the house and took the elevator to the lab. Once there, Gaz saw a small round table hovering in mid-air. She could see the back of Zim's chair that he was sitting in. He said he would be waiting for her. On the floating table was a rubber collar with a D ring on it. Next to it were two test tube vials: one blue the other red.

"Stand in front of the table, now," said Zim in an authoritative tone. Gaz already started to feel horny, but it was not enough to wet her panties yet. Gaz obeyed. "As you can see, there are two vials on the table. The blue vial means you wish to have a normal relationship with me, which means it will make you forget about coming over here and having the fun we had in the swimming pool. False memories will take its place of us swimming and relaxing at the beach. The red vial contains a liquid that will clean out your anal cavity to the microscopic level. It will take away your need to excrete feces. This way, you'll enjoy my fingering, tongue-licking, and fucking inside your ass. There are other things it does."

"Whether or not you're horny," Zim continued, "your pussy will remain wet for the same duration, 24/7 for all of earth's 365 days in a year." Gaz remembered how she looked yesterday in Zim's bathroom and how she was so wet she was dripping down her thick huge thighs.

What other things will the red vial do to my body because I'm obviously taking this one, she thought to herself, but she allowed Zim to rant on. So cute.

"It will also replace your pain receptors with pleasure receptors. You will no longer have that annoying cervix, and if you take the red vial, you'll see why I will be the only one that can get you pregnant. It will also make you immune to any and all kinds of diseases. Finally, you will remain as you currently appear forever. I plan to give you pleasure as I train and use you as I see fit for a looong time," Zim smirked.

"Which brings me to the collar," He continued. "There are two main features of the collar. One, it has a stealth mode so no one can see it but me and anyone else you want. Two, it creates a hologram around you to keep up the appearances of you aging normally to everyone else but me and anyone else you choose. There are other features that I'll tell you about later. Now, make your choice Gaz. If you choose the red vial, you will never be the same again."

Gaz thought about the pros and cons. Pro: the promise of pleasure from becoming Zim's sex slave forever and the modifications that would happen to her body to help with being both a sex slave and used for breeding. Con: Gaz would stay the way her sexy body was forever while everyone else would age. The collar would make the hologram that made people think she was getting older while in reality, she wasn't... not a lot of con there. To Gaz, the pros of the red vial outweighed the cons. "I've made my decision," Gaz said.

"What is it?" asked Zim.

"The red vial," Gaz replied. Zim smiled.

"Good, now before you take it, I'll need to document this choice, including your pledge to me." Gaz heard Zim snap his finger, and out of nowhere, a metal ball robot with a camera flew right in front of her face, about 24 inches away.

"Was that there the entire time?" Gaz asked.

"Yes," Zim replied, snapping his fingers again, making the metal robot go into stealth mode. "I have plenty more, and they will record all our sexual activities. You won't know where they are, but know that they will be watching you when we have our little fun, including your pledge to me as my sex slave. Now let's get to it."

Gaz looked in the direction the little ball camera was, even though it was invisible. "I, Gaz Membrane, hereby give up my rights and status to be seen and treated as a human being, because I'm nothing but a submissive masochistic slutty whore that wants to begin her training as Zim sex slave, to be used and treated like one as he sees fit. So please! I'm begging you, Zim, take me and virginities, show me the pleasure of being your sex slave and used to breed as many hybrid human/alien baby's as you want. My life, up till this point, has been nothing but boring and dull. I want to experience something that actually makes me happy and not just from the pleasure but gives me a purpose that I want to have. Please, Zim, will you accept my pledge? I want to be so well trained that it feels good and as natural as breathing to obey you."

Zim loved the fact that Gaz actually begged for this life. He could see through the monitor in front of him, due to the back of his chair facing Gaz, that Gaz had hope of a better life in her eyes and hoped that he would accept her pledge. Zim knew he was going to enjoy training her. "I accept your pledge. Now put on your collar." Gaz put the rubber collar around her neck. It was comfortable and clung to her like a second skin. "Now that you belong to me, Gaz, what is the first house rule?" Zim asked rhetorically.

"To take off all clothes except my collar unless master gives me permission to put on certain clothing," Gaz replied, adding the 'master' part because of rule three.

"Good," Zim smirked lustfully.

"With your permission, master, could I take off my clothes in a striptease for you?" She asked with a teasing wink in her eye.

The Irken smiled. "Sure, I'll start the music for you." Zim picked a song for Gaz's striptease, but Gaz took off her sock and shoes before starting the dance. Gaz got into the rhythm, shaking her hips from left to right before taking off her shirt to reveal her black bra that barely contained her 1E breasts that defied gravity. She turned around, showing her back to the invisible ball camera and the back of Zim's chair. Gaz bent over slightly and swayed her bubble butt to the music. Her asscheeks were as big as her breasts as she lowered her pants until they came off, revealing a black g string with the back lost in between Gaz's ass cheeks. Zim smirked to himself.

I can't wait to hotdog that ass before fucking it. He thought. Afterward, Gaz stood straight up and turned to face the invisible ball she knew was there. Once Gaz dance down to her underwear, she used her hands to unclip her bra, making her breasts bounce free. Then Gaz turned around again to take the G-string the same way she did with the pants, fully revealing her ass and pussy. She was not wet yet, but after taking that red vial, she would be and would never stop being wet. Gaz stood up again, turned to face Zim's chair and the invisible camera, showing her baby smooth hairless pussy. Suddenly, the music stopped.

"Too bad there is no stripper pole, master because I would have loved to see your pleased look with a fully erect dick in my view when I grind the pole against my pussy in between my ass and tits.

"Oh, I got a pole for you," Zim smirked seductively, making Gaz blush, "But I like your idea too. First, you will drink the red vial." Once Gaz grabbed the red vial off the table, both the table and the blue vial vaporized. Before she drank it, Gaz smiled,

"Goodbye old dull boring life and hello one full of pleasure and sex." Gaz drank the red liquid and felt a soft warm pleasing flush go through her entire body. Then, as fast as it came, Gaz didn't feel horny but could feel her pussy dripping wet, running droplets down her thicc thighs.

"Are you to begin your training and lose your virginities, Gaz?" Zim asked.

"Yes Master, I'm here to serve you." Gaz humbly answered. Zim's chair turned around, making Gaz gasp in surprise.