That's ok, no reviews yet but I'll unlock level 2 anyway. More of Terl's flashing back.

Terl was present when they were forcing the man animals out of the cage. He saw the runt stuck to the walls of the cage on the inside.

"Get it out of there," he didn't quite know why this one was different. Its face softer and not as chiseled as the man animals. He gazed at it curiously, it was smaller than the others and they seemed more protective of it.

The other gaurds had to herd off the man-animals as they kept trying to get at the small one. It refused to come out, the Psychlo guard went in and grabbed it, throwing it out into the dome. Laughing when the animal fell in the dirt. It landed on it hands and knees at Terl's feet and it crossed his mind that this was a female. Something about the image sent a trill through his body.

He was disgusted with himself at first, buddingly sexually charged after an animal! But as time went on he would understand.

Captured in the desert plains and brought to the dome, they fixed it with a breathing apparatus and had her locked in a cage outside the dome. Myrl, resident scientist, immediately asked Homeworld for the funds to do serious experimentation on the apparent female of its species. If for nothing else other than knowledge. Plenty of studies had been done on males but females were a rarity as no research had been recorded during the first invasions, definitely not in depth by Chinkos. He found the creature worthy for his experimentation and when the Corporation agreed and sent funds, the journey began.

Terl had nearly forgotten her by the time this all happened. Word took a few weeks to return and he occupied himself with other unimportant matters. But he was the first to get the word when it came back.

The Corporation agreed to Myrl's terms and money was included for him to proceed how he needed to. However they would expect a full analysis of his studies in a year's time. None of the other Psychlos had given much care into her once she was put under Myrl's care. Terl didn't know, nor cared at the time, how he did it but the scientist managed to keep her alive. He did not have a place, besides the old Chinko zoo, to keep her and had found a room to keep her in. A stone room that had cage doors that opened to another, bigger, room. Myrl had set up his operation in these strange and cramped chambers, it even had a window through which to obverse the she-animal in its cave cage.

The Security Chief didn't know how the scientist managed to keep his breathe mask on all the time in such a place. Until his experience with Johnnie, Terl just thought that Myrl was outside the dome purely out of convenience. Eventually he realized that Myrl knew man-animals needed air. He also apparently knew of their eating habits but shared none of this with Terl. Must have all been on the files he destroyed.

The stone room was secondary to the chamber they sat in. Their side was the one with an observation table Myrl had moved in after receiving permission to study her. Terl did not see the importance of such a thing but someone had.

They had never conversed much. Only when Myrl first came to Earth to collect documents and other such things left behind by Chinkos. However, he had not departed fast enough and before Terl knew it he had the animal in a cage outside the mine site. They never needed to cross paths before and neither cared about the other until now. Now with an animal in his possession, the security chief had something worth watching over and inspecting.

When Terl had walked into the laboratory of Myrl, the Pychlo himself was recording her reactions to stimuli like loud sounds and blinking lights. He flashed bright lights at her and recorded her heart beat as it rose and the way she covered her eyes. Terl firstly noticed that it was on the smaller side, had to be five foot some odd inches to his nine foot stance. Its hair was so strange, gold colored, long and straight. Near boring.

Their eyes were lit a bright green color in the light, this animal appeared simply terrified. Its pressed itself against the back wall as if it would save them, Terl wanted to laugh. A weakling by all accounts.

"Remarkable," Myrl said as he took notes.

"What part of this pathetic creature is remotely remarkable?" He asked in digust.

"So fragile in such an obscene place." He stood and turned then to face his superior. "Security Chief Terl." He nodded in greeting. "Nice of you to join me."

Terl was off put by how excited he was over an insignificant female animal. He nodded in return and the two Psychlos watched the experimentation.

She slid down the wall in her animal skin clothing, brown leather that wrapped tightly around her lean frame. Terl had never seen one with such bright golden and long hair, a filthy animal at best. He suddenly stopped with the lights and jotted down notes that to Terl seemed just insignificant.

"You arrived just in time. I have been testing visual and auditory responses to extreme stimuli and it has been more than responsive." He beckoned forward two guards. "Enter and make it respond to fear." He smiled.

Terl watched on as two guards went in each with a gun set on stun. They opened the cage door, as the two of them would not properly fit inside, and began shooting at her feet. They laughed.

He had to smile.

Myrl took notes as she danced and screamed for them, he seemed pleased with his apparent results.

"Heart rate rising," Myrl noted. "Oh fear is a lovely thing." He chuckled.

Terl looked on. She screamed as a shot hit the floor at her feet again, her bare feet. She backed away and into a corner, her chest heaving rapidly.

"Its near disgustingly pathetic. Cannot even try to appear imposing." Terl growled under his breath.

"No not in the least," Myrl said with a grin, he communicated to the guards within. "Stop! Now strip its clothing for me."

They put their guns away and the first one ducked inside the small cave like structure. He easily took hold of it with one hand around her thin arm. She shivered at the contact and he ripped her clothes away, exposing a miniature, twisted version of females as they knew.

""Hmmm," Myrl whispered. "Sporadic and minimal hair cover."

"Hair cover?" Terl asked in surprise. "Its practically bald!"

"Mmm, yes," he didn't seem to pay much heed to Terl's words. He alerted the guards. "Now exit the room and leave me to my study, I have no further use for you."

Terl raised an eyebrow. "You think that wise?"

"Look at it! Weak, even by our lowest female's standards. I fear no man-animal, least of all a female like this runt." He gave Terl a chilling grin and was going to open the observation room, he beckoned the security chief to come with. "Care to join me?" He laughed.

Terl amused himself. "Well in the name of science." He followed.

They entered the room outside the cave and then opened the rusty cage door. It cowered away from them against the opposite wall.

"What do you hope to find?" He asked irritated.

Myrl chuckled again. "It is time for a physical study." He then eye balled Terl. "You see, what I am doing here is something no Pychlo has done before. Most only care about the conquering of worlds but I value knowledge far greater than any investment."

"Oh do explain."

"When all else dies knowledge remains. All of my knowledge will live on far after I am dead. Learn all I can is what I look for." He went inside and reached down, the female yelped when he grabbed her by the wrist.

He pulled her up and to her feet, she held the torn animal skins to her body, trying to hide from their eyes. With hardly any struggle he pulled her out of her chamber and into the make shift laboratory. Once in the more modern settings she glanced about wildly. As if trying to understand where she was and what was happening. Terl doubted it had ever seen anything as complex as this run down place.

"Mockery of modesty," Myrl whispered, motioning to her clothing.

He made it stand up and Terl saw the way it shook so hard, he could smell the fear in its blood. She stared at him with dark green eyes, they were filled with unshed tears. Up close he saw more about it, the way her skin pricked at the temperature of the room, how the nipples were dark peaks on what he assumed were breasts. He was still stunned by her small physic, surely she was a runt as Myrl said.

The scientist raised her thin arm in his grip and shook her. "Drop those!" He shouted, knowing full well she could not understand. But she understood his use of force and slowly dropped her coverings to the ground. "There see? It is obedient when shown the possible consequence of lack of respect. Smart, but at the same time primitive." His eye wandered her body. "Body structure resembles our own in faint ways. Look at its hands, only five fingers like the males." He showed Terl and yanked the the animal closer to him.

Terl watched as she steadied herself and had to place a hand on his leg. Her eyes barely met his navel level, he glanced at her tiny fingers and could not help but look down. She returned his gaze and he felt her shaking through her touch on his muscles. Different in the extreme, she seemed less of an animal, but he still raised a skeptical eyebrow at her.

Myrl did not notice this at all and pulled her to himself, she leaned back against him as he inspected her hand. "Tiny little digits," he was beside himself. "Soft and hairless. Only fingers and no claws. His own claws grazed her skin, sometimes drawing drops of blood. He looked at Terl and laughed. "You can feel it shaking!"

He lifted her by the hand, she gasped and held onto him, and placed her on an observation table. He began taking measurements of her neck and legs and arms. He put pressure on her jaws to open and she did so, her eyes glanced at Terl. He narrowed his. Suddenly Myrl fit her breast in his paw, squeezed and she looked at him in shock. Her cheeks turned a shade of red.

"What did you do?" Terl asked, noticing the change.

"Watch," Myrl did it again.

She cried out and grabbed his hand, trying to make him stop. She struggled and her toes curled as he chuckled to himself and squeezed harder. Terl was now fascinated at her pain threshold. When Myrl let go she scrambled back on the table but he quickly grabbed her ankle and she fell to her side, he pulled her back closer.

He grinned and suddenly locked her ankle in a shackle that was attached to the table. He turned away, Terl watched intensely and she did not move. When Myrl turned again he had a set of miniature shackles and a small mouth gag.

He looked at Terl, the other had a questioning look. The scientists explained."Restraints, I don't want it biting me and clawing my fur off." He easily won her over in strength, captured her hands behind her back, the gag was shoved into her mouth and tied behind her head. He shoved her onto her back and gestured to her. "Easy enough. Its the males who have some semblance of strength."

Terl found himself having a surprising reaction to the female in this situation. His mouth began to water and devious thoughts entered his head. He watched on emotionless. The scientist shoved her again onto her back and she stayed while he took her free ankle and spread it away from her restrained side. She looked at them and shook her head, tears escaped her eyes but the Pychlos felt no sympathy.

"Like us, they are breeding cattle. Look at its groin, similar to our females. Suppose we should call it a she." He explained and took notes.

Terl didn't agree.

After doing an outward inspection he grabbed for a large oblong device sitting on a tray with other tools of his trade. Different notches signifying measurements. Similiar in size and shape of what was considered an average phallic member of the Pychlo male, perhaps a little smaller. With his free hand he guided it to her entry and without much ceremony pushed it in. She screamed through her gag and her body went rigid. Her back arched but she was unable to escape it. She tried to wriggle out of Myrls grasp but he only gazed on seriously and held tighter.

Her eyes widened and her body was visibly being attacked by tremors. Terl felt his heart rate quicken and his body become hot. His blood started rushing to a particular place on his self. He licked his bottom lip as he watched Myrl get his measurements. He pushed the device in deep until he seemed to not be able to anymore, the girl screamed hard and stayed as still as she could.

"That seems to be the end of her channel. You see this gives me some sort of accurate measurement about the cavities and orifices of the body." He said and removed the device to which she was grateful. "Can not tell if she has been bred before or not though. Felt like a snug fit, her body seems to be able to expand." He took endless notes. Suddenly he looked at Terl and his eyes narrowed and a grin spidered across his face plates. "I am very curious as to their mating habits. It has never been observed and no young has been recorded."

"Why do you look at me as you say that?" He didn't like it.

"No one has to know Terl," the scientist whispered.

"Know what?"

"If I asked you to help me further our knowledge of this species how far would you go?"