Zippy Zipperdale-Moderately Mad Scientist: The Fourth Experiment (non porn non futa)

Here's the fourth chapter. Some of you might recognize this as a rewrite of the original Chaserdale hentai fic.This time Zippy and Lizzy begin to plot some real revenge and get themselves some good grades in Miss Piranha's class while their at it.

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ZIPPY ZIPPERDALE:

MODERATELY MAD

SCIENTIST:

The Fourth Experiment

By Hardcover

Zippy lay on her bed on her stomach, her legs up in the air behind her, various books spread out in front of her. She had fiery red hair that hung down strait and then curved at her shoulders, and wide blue eyes. She was dressed in her school uniform, a black shirt under a black long sleeved jacket with white trim, a short black skirt and black nylon stockings. She wore a large black bow in her hair, not part of the uniform but she liked it. Her skirt had ridden up, exposing her pink and white striped panties, but she didn’t care because it was just her and Lizzy.

Moving her legs a bit, she adjusted herself on the bed. Lots of books lay strewn across the bed, several from the regular library, several of her ‘special’ books, and quite a few files on previous inventions by other students at the school. They were busy trying to put together a project for their ‘Surgical Experimentation and Body Part Transplantation’ class, which was taught by Zippy’s favorite teacher, Miss Piranha. Miss Piranha was the most approachable teacher in the school, friendly and encouraging even if slightly ethically bankrupt like the rest of them. Her weird gothy fetish girl way of dressing was the sort of thing a teacher could only get away with in this school. Miss Piranha was very encouraging of Zippy’s work, and she really wanted to please her.

Also, Zippy and Lizzy needed something to make up for the disaster they’d had with their last project: a particle dispersing death ray that was supposed to disintegrate a chair but wound up putting a ten foot hole in the floor of Mr. Ecoli’s classroom. Zippy was sure it had been sabotaged, but they’d gotten an F on it anyways. Meaning they had to do something spectacular to keep their GPA up and themselves out of Madame Petri’s laboratory.

Across from where Zippy lay, Lizzy Malaria sat on the edge of the bed, also dressed in the school uniform. She leaned to one side, looking over the books, her dress also riding up a bit and showing the black lace panties she always wore. Lizzy was for the most part, Zippy’s own personal Wednesday Adams, and her best friend at the school. She was very pale skinned, having never really been in the sun for very long, and had long black flowing wavy hair, some