The Ultimate ZADAGABAGABAMATAZAGAMR novel
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+G through L › Invader Zim › Slash - Male/Male
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+G through L › Invader Zim › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
4,168
Reviews:
19
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Crap-ter 6
"So you're telling me you actually BELIEVED those pictures were of me?"
"I could say the same thing about you."
The two unlikely singles, named Bloaty and Miss Bitters, sat on the alley concrete, embarrased at their incident. "Well," Miss Bitters added, "it might be a match in heaven after all. I mean, we're the two most physically unappealing people in this whole city, nay, the whole hemisphere, so perhaps we should try things out before returning to our pitiful masturbatory rituals."
"I use a pair of tweezers with cotton on the end to wax my walrus!" Bloaty said.
"Then it's settled! Let's fuck, you manly pile of flab and cheese!"
"Oh yeah, take me now, you dry, bony old...er...spectre of hate!"
Bitters began slowly unzipping Bloaty's costume, each new revealed fold of fat presenitseitself as a new erogenous zone. Soon the entire costume was taken off, and Bitters could see the microscopic centimeter-long woody rise his outstretched boxers. Gulping in anticipation, Bloaty took his arms, which had crusted leftover pepperoni still clinging to the sweaty dangling fat, and began to unbutton Miss Bitters' own dress. Amazingly, she wore nothing underneath, and her skin was as pale as the underside of a dead penguin. Bloaty licked his lips at the hanging, frostbitten strips of flesh which he soon discovered were her tits. Soon the forbidden fruit was revealed, as panties made out of tin foil fell to the ground to expose a place as old and dusty as King Tut's tomb itself.
"Mmrrraaggghghhhhhghgh" Bloaty bellowed from his overflowing cheeks as he burst out of his boxers and smothered Miss Bitters with the smell of sweat and nacho cheese. He slid his cheddar-encoated body up and down the thin bone mass of his newfound lover. Miss Bitters squealed like an injured ferret as her dusty old vagina recieved the first manhood she's had in over 200 years.
Meanwhile, just another couple of feet away, two figures watched them in the bushes.
"Those poor fools. We were the ones who were supposed to meet here."
"Well, want to join in Dib and Zim's orgy, Tak?"
"Sure, why not, Jhonen."
"I could say the same thing about you."
The two unlikely singles, named Bloaty and Miss Bitters, sat on the alley concrete, embarrased at their incident. "Well," Miss Bitters added, "it might be a match in heaven after all. I mean, we're the two most physically unappealing people in this whole city, nay, the whole hemisphere, so perhaps we should try things out before returning to our pitiful masturbatory rituals."
"I use a pair of tweezers with cotton on the end to wax my walrus!" Bloaty said.
"Then it's settled! Let's fuck, you manly pile of flab and cheese!"
"Oh yeah, take me now, you dry, bony old...er...spectre of hate!"
Bitters began slowly unzipping Bloaty's costume, each new revealed fold of fat presenitseitself as a new erogenous zone. Soon the entire costume was taken off, and Bitters could see the microscopic centimeter-long woody rise his outstretched boxers. Gulping in anticipation, Bloaty took his arms, which had crusted leftover pepperoni still clinging to the sweaty dangling fat, and began to unbutton Miss Bitters' own dress. Amazingly, she wore nothing underneath, and her skin was as pale as the underside of a dead penguin. Bloaty licked his lips at the hanging, frostbitten strips of flesh which he soon discovered were her tits. Soon the forbidden fruit was revealed, as panties made out of tin foil fell to the ground to expose a place as old and dusty as King Tut's tomb itself.
"Mmrrraaggghghhhhhghgh" Bloaty bellowed from his overflowing cheeks as he burst out of his boxers and smothered Miss Bitters with the smell of sweat and nacho cheese. He slid his cheddar-encoated body up and down the thin bone mass of his newfound lover. Miss Bitters squealed like an injured ferret as her dusty old vagina recieved the first manhood she's had in over 200 years.
Meanwhile, just another couple of feet away, two figures watched them in the bushes.
"Those poor fools. We were the ones who were supposed to meet here."
"Well, want to join in Dib and Zim's orgy, Tak?"
"Sure, why not, Jhonen."