Zim gathered Jack Lynn into his arms...he managed to get her backpack, but hed have to return for her luggage. Locking the knob of the door, he managed to shut it behind him. In the hallway, he switched Jack Lynn from carrying her bridal style, to holding her under the rear with one arm, and having her arms around his neck. Considering thelat she was a half inch taller, it was only slightly awkward.
He went to use her key to lock her deadbolt when footsteps thindered fromnthe stairwell. Zim looked to see "Mr B" storming down the hallway. Zim growled...he was not going to ket him wake Jack Lynn up. He reached over for his pak to hand him sleep salts. He waved the little container under Jack Lynn's nose and she started snoring a little louder, a tiny whistle sounding on her exhales.
"You! What the fuck did you and that littlw whore say to my wife!? I didn't do anything!"
"Jack Lynn spoke the truth. You know what she said to your mate. Leave her be."
"She's wanting a divorce. A fucking divorce! All I did was ask the little bitch to drink with me!"
Zim snarled.
"You wished to intoxicate her. What do then? What do then when she loose control? You lie to your mate, betray her and your spawn. Treat Jack Lynn bad. You felt fine acting that way in front of Zim, a stranger. What you do with Jack Lynn when alone!?"
The man scowled and then gave a nasty smirk.
"Oh don't even...first of all, learn to speak correctly if you think you're going to attempt talking shit. Secondly, you've never seen me alone with her. She was putting on a show for you. That little slut wanted it."
OH Zim loathed this man. Tallests did he wish his mission hadn't changed...he would love to capture this scum and run the most excruciating experiments in him thst he could imagine.
"Zim knows many language...I will learn this one too. But you...you know nothing."
Zim acessed his pak again...this time for an injection. This one he kept on him for interrogation purposes...truth serum essentially. With a flick of the wrist, the small syringe flew and hit its mark, shocking the male.
"Tell the truth...Have you copulated with Jack Lynn?"
"What was that!? What did yo- No. I was trying to, I wanted to bust that cherry of hers. I wanted that jail bait ass of hers. I needed to see those thick lips wrapped around my cock while I fucked that pretty face of hers. Make her my little cum dump."
Zim growled.
"She is not an adult yet. She is barely older than your eldest child."
The dirt bag laughed.
"That was part of the fun. She's young enough to be my daughter. Little daddy daughter fantacy never hurt anyone. Hell, my eldest has a crush on her, he wouldn't have said no to tag teaming her with me. Fuck, I would have had liked to breed her ass too. Drain my balls deep in her, see those big tits of hers fill with milk while she got heavy with my child. I wanted to make her mine"
Zim was disgusted...and he was recording all of this. He'd leave it anonymously for his mate to have as evidence. He was so very glad that he had thought to put Jack Lynn into a deeper sleep. He didn't want her to hear this foul shit.
" You are sick."
"Oh that's not even the half of it. I wanted to bend her over my knee and spank that fat ass of hers. Have ker kneel in front of me with that mouth open and piss all over her. I was going to get there too. I was going to make her an offer she couldn't refuse."
"Disgusting...what was this offer?"
"I bought this building. Either she does what I want, and I'll pay her, or Her and that old man from downstairs are out on the street. She would have been begging me to fill her up."
"You were so desperate that you would result to threats, blackmail? extortion?...you would hirt Jack Lynn and an innocent elder simply for your sexual gratification?"
"Yep! sure as shit would!"
"What is your name? and age?"
" James Allan Bennett. I'll be 52 next month"
"How old is Jack Lynn?"
"She just turned 17 last month."
"You are 35 years older than her."
"I am"
"Did you see this as appropriate behavior?"
"Oh hell no, I knew i could go to jail, or at the very keast loose my family...it was worth the risk."
Zim was absolutely disgusted. he retrieved a copy of his recording and handed it to the dirt pig.
"You will give this to your mate. The effects of that serum last six of your earth months...if your authorities do not come for you in that time, I will dose you again. This one however..." He stuck him with another needle. The man watched as a small milliliter syringe was pierced into his arm.
"These are nanobots ...they will travel to your brain where everything you think, say, see, or do will be transferred to Zim. If you so much as think of Jack Lynn again, if you look at her...Your brain will be electrocuted. There will be pain. If you become sexually aroused for any reason...there will be pain. You will never mate or self pleasure yourself again. It is the least of what you deserve. Filthy, stinking, Dirt-Monkey."
With that, Zim marched off, holding Jack Lynn protectively in his arms. He went outside and took a deep, calming breath. Jack Lynn shifted in her sleep. He shushed her gently, adjusted his hold and proceeded to his base.
He needed a drink after all of that. He felt slightly guilty as well...He looked young by human standards...but he was well into his 20's, almost 30 in Earth years. He just gave that predator a life sentence of celibacy for even trying anything with Jack Lynn...granted, he didnt have such sick thoughts or urges as him...but the whole point of this was to breed Jack Lynn.
He sighed as he approached his base. A retinal scan allowed him enterance. As the lights came on, he was immediately done with the day. In the middle of the room sat Gir, staring up at the transmission screen, holding his feet and rocking back and forth. He'd been watching cartoons...all day he was willing to bet. He had told the robot to collect information to assist Girs internal AI...so that hopefully he wouldn't be so stupid since he was too damaged to reboot. He addressed the robot in Irkis.
"Gir!"
"Yyyyyyyeessssss? Oh! Master! Who's that!"
"Not so loud Gir. This is my first specimen. She will be cohabitating with us. You need to stay in disguise while she is here."
"Yes Sir!... I'm hungry!"
"You do not consume food Gir."
"But I wanna."
Zim sighed.
"Computer, take me to sleeping chamber 2"
"Negative. There is but one sleeping chamber."
Zim growled.
"Fine! Just take me to that one then!"
With that, the ceiling ooened up to allow a transit tube to decend. It took Zim up to his chambers. It resembled his quarters at the academy, but much more comfortable and welcoming. Redish purple walls and a dark mustard yellow floor. furnished with a large king sized circular bed. A closet, transmission screen facing the bed, and an en suite cleaning chamber.
He took Jack Lynn over to his bed and laid her down. Gently, he removed her shoes, then her jeans and the flannel over shirt she had on, leaving her in her underwear and tshirt. He tucked her in and stroked her hair out of her face. He did it without thinking, but leaned down and placed a kiss to her forehead.
"Computer. Acess the data of the nanobots in this human. Learn her, and moniter her vitals. Alert me when she starts to wake up."
"Yes Sir."
with that, Zim made his way through the base and back to the living room as himans called it. Gir was rifling through the kitchen and Zim called out for him to bring him a bottle of skleck...Irken beer. Gir happily trotted over with the wine sized bottle held over his head then skittered off to the kitchen.
Zim dropped his disguise, letting the tangible hologram dissapate. He sat on the couch with a soft groan and took a pull from his bottle as he grabbed the remote for the transmission screen. He flipped through a few channels of the earth tv before steeling himself with a second swig of the skleck.
"Computer, initiate pak data transfer to the mainframe. Acess all data from today. File under Earth. Seperate sub files by subject and individual."
A wire decended from the ceiling and attached to his pak. Zim sighed and sat back and put his feet up on the small coffee table in front of him. He took another swig of his skleck and adressed his AI again.
"Computer, give update on the base in my absence."
"Nothing of importance has happened. Data download recieved from the massive. Initiate dowload?"
"Affirmative."
"On completion of download, a transmission to the Massives resident medic is required."
"Understood, initiate transmission to the massive, contact the main bridge. Attention to the Tallests."
"Initiating."
Zim took another drink as the Irken insignia appeared on the transmission screen. After a few seconds, one of the dock techs appeared on the screen.
"Invader Zim, are you calling to give a mission update?"
"Yes. I need to soeak with The Tallests directly."
" Understood. You are the next call. I will oatch you through in a few moments. please hold."
Zom nodded and took another drink...he allowed his thoughts to go over a but of the information being downloaded...this was the info he'd be waiting for on Irken reproduction. His eyes widened and he choked on his skleck...What was this!?