The Zip Files Bk. 01: Zip Unzips Ch. 09

Zip Unzips
Episode One of The Zip Files - the Saga of a Lesser Super-Villain
Recap: Zack "Zip" Zilch has discovered he has the mutant powers to control women's clothing and enlarge his penis. He has used these powers to seduce, blackmail, and subjugate his buxom biology teacher, Mrs. Denise Sablier. Now, after a weekend off on his own exploring his powers, Zip feels ready to start trying to use them in earnest on his mission: to fuck every hot rich girl in school. Starting with his mortal enemy. But first, he'll need a little help...
Notes: all characters depicted in this work are over the age of eighteen.
Also, *mild spoilers* this chapter features a self-professed lesbian getting off to being fingered by a dude (though not to anything more than that). I have no idea how 'realistic' that is, though I would imagine not very. I mean, sexuality is a spectrum after all so there are almost certainly some girls out there who fall into that set of boundaries, but perhaps not that many. Hopefully it's not enough to throw off anyone's suspension of disbelief, but wanted to call it out in advance just in case.
Chapter 9: Zip Tells Someone His Secret
On Monday, school was back in session and Molly was back from vacation.
They met up outside for lunch and sat at a picnic table. All around them other students swirled by. Some parked themselves on the grass, or at other tables. Sitting side by side, he looked around at passing hotties as he ate, while she mostly nibbled at her lunch as she scribbled in her notebook. But as he ogled, Zip felt a nervous inner turmoil raging inside him. It was similar to what he had felt before each of the few occasions, prior to the emergence of his powers, that he had worked up the courage to actually approach and proposition one of his classmates - all of which had at that time gone spectacularly poorly.
He had a strong urge to have someone he could talk about everything that was happening to him. If he didn't - if he bottled up everything inside without any outlet - he was worried he might go insane. And Molly was pretty much the only remotely suitable candidate. His mother was not reliable, even if he did want to discuss fucking ladies with her - which he didn't. Mrs. Sablier might be under his thumb, but she absolutely could not know the truth of what had happened to her. And besides those three, he didn't have anyone at all. But...
'Can I tell her?' Zip thought, as he ate. 'Can I not? It will only get harder, the longer I wait. But how will she react? She might be offended, and get mad at me. But if not her... then who? Fuck...'
Oblivious to the emotional maelstrom he was going through right beside her, Molly continued to scribble away as she took another bite.
Zip and Molly were a lot alike, in that each was deeply frustrated by the hostility of their fellow classmates towards their own desires. In Zip's case, this had mostly been sublimated into endless masturbation and pornography. Molly did her fair share of that too, but her primary outlet was art. She drew constantly, detailed images of what she wanted to do to and with her classmates. It was the theft of one of these drawings that had outed her to the school, before she had ever actually gotten around to making a move.
But oppression had not made a saint out of her, any more than it had him. Seneca said that slaves would be tyrants were the choice theirs, and Molly dreamt of tyranny just as much as Zip. While the actual drawing that had been stolen had been innocuous enough - just her kissing another girl - much of what filled her notebook were carefully detailed images of far darker fantasies than that. Among the images Zip most remembered was one of her whipping a team of eight cheerleaders forward, all yoked together like oxen, with bits in their teeth and blinders on their faces; and another of her sitting at a desk while Mrs. Sablier and another teacher she had the hots for competed to lick her feet.
Now curious, he leaned over to see what she was drawing now. Upon her paper she had a nearly complete picture of a deep pit. She was standing at the top, and at the bottom knelt five of the most publically pious hotties in the school. They were all naked. With speech bubbles extending from their lips, they appeared in the middle of desperately trying to out-bid each other to be the one she released... in exchange for higher and higher numbers of hours spent reverently lapping their tongues up between Molly's legs.
Sitting back, Zip stared ahead a second. 'Yeah,' he thought for a second as beside him his curvy companion carefully added a little more detail to one of her prisoners' faces. 'It's her or nobody. But how should I tell her?'
Then he got a sudden impulse for how to do it, and just went with it.

Taking another bite from his PB