"Gaz's Journal"
by: Aesa Bast

This is basically a very short, somewhat weird and sick idea and I wouldn't blame you for flaming me for writing it. Also, anybody who has read White Wolf's "The Orphans' Survival Guide" will most likely recognize it right away.


Gaz sat down with journal in hand. She hadn't written in it for quite some time, since she had been working on her latest Game Slave game. She had to write in it now, though, before she forgot the details of what happened two weeks ago.

Dear Journal,

I know I've been neglecting you, but I've been busy - my Game Slave ( fixed ) and Game Slave 2. Yeah, I got it.
However, surprising as it seems, that isn't why I'm writing in you tonight. I just hope Dib doesn't sneak into my room, for what I'm telling you would freak him out... but that would probably be a good thing, so I hope he does find you.
I don't know. All I do know at the moment is that aliens make me wet. Yes.
I lost my virginity to ZIM two weeks ago. No human cock slipped through, but blood flowed just the same. He delved so far inside I swear I could taste him. No human skin could reach so deep, nor leave such designs on my soul.
I lay with my eyes open, watching him, too young to resist, too enraptured to want to. When the shudders stopped and the chill passed, he licked the blood from my knees and caressed my back... to him, I was a sacrifice. To me, he was... a chance to get back at Dib for his constant ranting? A chance for... for what? All I know is, in short, I love fucking ZIM.