Zip Unzips
Episode One of the Zip Files - the Saga of a Lesser Supervillain
Recap:
Zack 'Zip' Zilch has discovered he has a particularly perverted set of superpowers, and has set out to use them to fuck as many of his female classmates as possible. After first subduing his buxom teacher, Mrs. Denise Sablier, he has now set his sights on Erica Blake - a long-time antagonist of his, a self-proclaimed 'bad girl', and universally acknowledged as one of the hottest beauties in San Cajetan Senior High. Will Zip's first attempt at seduction end in success, or in disaster and disgrace? Let's find out!
No characters appearing in this work are under the age of eighteen.
Chapter 10: Zip Goes For It
The next morning Zip tracked down Mrs. Sablier before classes started, and took her aside in the hallway. She was wearing a white baby-doll style dress whose hem was short enough to be distracting to him.
"I have something I need you to do for me," he told her.
"Oh?" she said. Her buxom hips squirmed back and forth under the hem of her dress, as if in eager anticipation of what exactly he might ask of her. "And, what is that?" she asked.
But when Zip told her what he wanted to do, her face dropped open in shock - and more than a hint of jealous horror. Then, it got even more aghast, when he gave her the name of his target.
"Erica Blake," he told her.
Mrs. Sablier squirmed back and forth, and swallowed.
"Are... are you sure you want to do that?" she asked him, at last. "Erica is... not gentle."
By chance, just then, the athletic blonde in question rounded a corner and began to saunter up the hallway. As she passed she seemed completely oblivious that her classmate and her teacher were talking about her - let alone why. The two could not help watching her as she passed - but Erica was pretty used to being watched and didn't seem to notice. She was wearing a short denim skirt and a button-down shirt. As they watched her walk away - which was itself no unpleasant experience - Mrs. Sablier turned back to Zip and nodded in the departing pneumatic beauty's direction.
"That's no wilting violet," she pointed out. "She's not tamed, like you've made me. If you try something... she's liable to hurt you. And I don't just mean your feelings."
Zip considered her arguments. But he had seen something, as Erica passed, that sealed the deal for him. He shook his head.
"I'm sure," he said.
"Well...okay," Mrs. Sablier said. "I'll do it. But... but just this once. If you get out of this in one piece then you need to find another way from now on. Understood?"
Zip smiled. "I understand," he said. "But don't worry... I know what I'm doing."
Mrs. Sablier took a deep breath, then shook her head.
"I hope I do," she said. "For your sake."
But despite his outward bravado he was nervous and on edge the whole day, like he had fifteen major tests in a row and had barely studied. He had not actually contemplated what he was currently contemplating for quite some time; and his previous attempts had not gone well, to say the least.
He was so distracted he could barely pay attention in any of his classes. During his first period, Dr. Creed had moved onto a new unit; this one covering the Gaia War, including its intersection with local history. But despite the fact this topic was in theory of intense personal interest to him, Zip found his thoughts repeatedly straying away.
"One curious local detail," the redheaded teacher said, gesturing at her current slide. "During the war, while most major metropolitan centers - including both Los Angeles and the Bay Area - suffered significant damage, our own San Cajetan was virtually untouched." She waved her hand airily, as if extemporizing. "There are several theories as to why," she continued, "ranging from the then-recent manhunt for Iron John leaving this area too well-guarded for the Horned King or Power Flower to plant any of their hidden servants, thus causing them to focus on other areas; up to their simply being very little here at the time worth striking. But it is quite possible that there was another reason. So... would anyone care to speculate?"
She turned and gave the class a big smile. But all she got out of the other gorgeous and well-bred students arrayed around Zip was a series of very fascinated yawns, and several sleepy eye-blinks. But, ignoring them, her gaze instead zeroed right in on Zip.
"What about you, Mister Zilch?" she asked him. "Are you inspired to any thoughts?"
Zip started, and then sat up more straight in his seat.
"Uh, no ma'am," he said, trying to get his thoughts back on the present - too late to actually do him any good.
Cassie gave him a little pouting frown - as if disappointed that for once among her students, he hadn't been paying attention either. He still wasn't sure if she realized that the only things he usually paid attention to during her lectures were her ass and her tits - and with thoughts of Erica's pussy swimming in his head, even those weren't cutting it. Then, she shrugged, and moved on.
"Well, regardless of the reason," she continued, "I think it is notable that the relative peace and tranquility here during the chaos of war gave the San Cajetan area a reputation for safety and security that, deserved or not, immediately caused migration into the area to spike. And that in turn started the transformation of our fair city from what had been a sleepy tourist town into what the burgeoning center of opportunities it is today. Funny how things work out, isn't it?"
This was greeted with a few more yawns from his fellow students, and a blank stare from Zip. Cassie shrugged and, as if accepting she had a tough audience that day, turned back to her board.
"Anyways," she said. "Back to our core curriculum. Now, the Titan League's response initially focused on holding critical government and military centers. This is when the famous battle on the Washington D.C. Mall occurred. Strategically, this allowed the preparation of the counter-attack upon..."
Zip promptly zoned back out... though he did retain just enough awareness to stare at her butt as it waved back and forth in front of him, for the remainder of her lecture. Having been caught up once, he took pains to at least pretend to pay attention through his other classes as well - an endeavor not helped by the fact that they lacked the same captivating scenery. But really, all he could focus on was the churning of his own belly.
Then, at last, it was time. AP Senior Biology, again. Zip entered the class full of beautiful hotties and sat at the back, next to Erica. He had made sure the seat plan for the week kept that little feature, one last time.
