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The Hybrid
Dr Sylvia Watkins was a woman of science. She wanted to study the biology of the Xenomorphs, feeling as though much has yet to be fully known. The woman was at age 33, had long black hair and blue eyes. She wore a white coat with the Weyland-Yutani patch on the shoulders, a sleeveless zip-up turtleneck, a pantyhose, heels, and a cross rosary around her neck. She joined Weyland-Yutani, hoping to study these animals for herself, only to find out the horrible truth.
They were trying to exploit the Xenomorphs as bioweapons to be sold off at the highest bidder. But every time they tried, it ended in failure and destruction or total isolation. Of course, they stopped trying to control them when they managed to bring back a corpse of one and managed to extract its genome. She was assigned to a project to, in a sense, create something of a hybrid-amalgam of a Xenomorph and several species spliced into the genome, including Human DNA.
The result was the creature that had pinned her to the ground. A hybrid that had the characteristics of a Xenomorph with more traits associated with the genes spliced into it. It had pale skin, an actual face with darkened eyes, a nose with a pair of nostrils, pearly white teeth, a tongue, a tail, dorsal spines, and a slightly less elongated head. On the top of its head we're quills and hair. The hair covered the front portion of its skull while the quills were numerous along the elongated skull. It had an inner mouth like all Xenomorphs do, it just uses it for utility purposes thanks to the incredible bite force it's jaws have, enough to crush bone and tear flesh off. Its intelligence was rather interesting. It knew how to problem solve, knew how to make elaborate schemes, and learned through observation. Even more, it was learning how to speak English, probably as a means of communicating with humans in an attempt to at least understand them at best.
When it had escaped captivity, it didn't hesitate to slaughter all the men in the facility. It tore them apart without a second thought. This creature however wasn't intent on killing her, but it seemed intrigued by her. Instead of killing her, it simply sniffed her from top to bottom. Xenomorphs have been known to kill an organism that feels fear very violently and she was very much afraid. But the hybrid did no such thing. It kept her pinned to the ground. It continued to sniff her. The hybrid made a variety of sounds as it sniffed her, ranging from the sounds of a lion grunting, a cat purring, a canine growling, and even the sounds of a gorilla too. She didn't know if it was trying to assess her as a threat or something else.
It had known much, but experienced little. It's genetic memories depicted humans being weak creatures. Soft, timid, weak, relied on numbers in order to survive. It sniffed the human and rubbed its head against its belly. It accidentally touched one of the mounds on this human's chest, making the soft creature shudder with a rumble. It stopped. It sniffed harder. It immediately grew suspicious of the mounds on the human's chest. It rose its tail and had it around the mounds before constricting them.
It heard the human make a strange sound… moaning… the creature stopped constricting the mounds. For some reason, that sound made him want to do it again.
And so it did.
It constricted the mounds, making the human moan.
The hybrid was fondling her breasts with its tail. It was quick to be suspicious and maybe even curious about her breasts. Did it not know what a female looked like? Was that the source of its curiosity? It had only known males, but it hadn't met an actual female or even knew what a female was. Though it's genetic memories would say that the Queen was a female since she lays all the eggs. It stopped squeezing her tits and began to sniff the air.
Shit…
Was she really getting aroused by having her tits squeezed by an alien that it made her wet?
Wait…
Does the hybrid know what it's sex is? Naturally, Xenomorphs are hermaphrodites.
It followed the smell all the way down to her crotch. The creature lets out a grumble. It puffed at her sex. She felt it lick her sex, making her gasp.
It lifted its head at the human. The human moaned. The beast was now completely interested in exactly what this human was. Without even needing to hesitate, it ripped off the fabric covering the human's crotch, revealing it to the beast. A liquid was coming out of what appeared to be a slit. The scent it caught onto earlier was coming from this thing… and it felt heat bloom in its lower body. It had already feasted on the corpses of other humans, but hunger wasn't what it was feeling. It felt an urge clouding the beast's mind. It pressed its mouth against the slit and began to lick away at it, lapping up the juices. This smell… pheromones… yes… pheromones… that must be it. This human was a female.
A possibly fertile female at that.
It stopped and noticed a scent that was like the woman's but wasn't as sweet. It looked down its own body to see a protrusion rising up from its lower body. Then it connected.
It… no.
He was a male. The human was a female. Everything became clear.
His kind had bred regardless of what sex the hosts were, but now… now it did matter. He knew what must be done. He could feel the instinctual needs to preserve and propagate the species. And now he knew just exactly how to do so.
She saw it. She saw proof that the hybrid was indeed male.
It was a penis.
It was like that of a dog, but with a more human shape applied.
It wanted to breed now.
She had no choice in the matter. She had to let it take her. She wasn't sure what was going to happen, but… but if it guarantees that she will live, it was better than dying at least.
The hybrid got up and picked her up like she had weighed nothing. The beast then thrust his cock deep into her, ramming all the way into her cervix with a force of a hammer. She cried. She mewled as she felt it instantly filling her vagina in one, swift move. The hybrid made a guttural howl. She couldn't believe it. The thing was so big, she was glad it hadn't torn her apart yet. She breathed deeply, getting used to the girth of the beast that has now invaded her inner sanctum. She felt the beast wrapping his tail around her upper body and it began to thrust his hips.
Like a beast, it relentlessly fucked her without even considering what it was even doing to her. She heard the beast grunting as it mated her. She stifled her moans, leaving gasps out as it fucked her like a beast.
He felt his instincts controlling his actions. The human female had such tight insides that it was unbelievable. Never did he think that a human female could feel so tight. The beast kept fucking her without even having the thought of stopping.
The beast gripped the female tightly, refusing to let her go no matter what. The sounds the human was making simply egged him on.
He was going to breed this female. That was his only sole purpose now, to breed with the females in order to preserve and propagate the species.
She couldn't fathom what was going on anymore. She was being fucked mercilessly by an alien and it wasn't going to drop her or stop until he's done with her. A moan got out. She was having trouble keeping her mind together. The pleasure was quickly becoming too much for her. She could feel it tapping her cervix so much, that thing may as well penetrate it and flood her womb, just as long as it could get her pregnant.
It slammed her against the wall of the room, making her cry out again. She moaned as she felt it fucking her in such a frenzy. Every time it rammed its hips into her hips, it sent shocks down her spine, driving her closer to her climax.
With one last thrust, she cried in pleasure, her cries echoing in the room. Her walls clenched tightly, making the beast roar as it was brought to its own climax. The way it roared was unbelievable. It was like that of a predator born to dominate and compete. She felt his cum flooding her womb. There was so much cum being pumped inside of her, it was like her womb was being filled with warmth. The beast gripped her so tightly that she felt blood being drawn from her back. Her upper body was tightly constricted.
The beast turned her around with her back facing his and suddenly, he began to thrust his hips again. She moaned louder than she was earlier as it fucked her relentlessly. It wasn't done with her. Not at all. In fact it didn't want it to end now.
The beast fucked the woman. He wasn't going to stop, not until this woman's cunt was filled with his seed and covered in his scent. This woman was going to be here and no one else was going to have her. He heard the woman crying out in pleasure, clenching his shaft with her walls. He roared again as his cock throbbed. A white substance was forming a ring around her pussy and dripped out. More of the fluid gushed out on its own.
He forced the woman to the ground, turned her around and fucked her again. She was in a state of pleasure she couldn't fathom anymore. He kept fucking her cunt, still not satisfied with her yet. He roared as he came again. The woman cried in pleasure. He had so much adrenaline in his body that it would take time for it all to just… filter out.
Sylvia laid flat on the ground with a belly that had a slight protrusion. She was panting a lot. The creature had curled up around her and held her tightly. She felt her womb still warm and full of his semen. She didn't know what was going on in her womb and she could care less.
All that mattered was that she was alive… for now.
Inside her womb, dozens of alien sperm cells were running around loose in the womb. One sperm cell got into an egg cell. The zygotes began to multiply at a fast pace.
A day later…
Sylvia felt something moving in her womb. She looked to her belly to see that she had a C-shaped bulge on her belly. She gasped as she felt the thing inside her move. She held her belly and began to breathe in and out. She felt her contractions coming along. The hybrid got up and noticed her swollen belly. Instinctively, he backed away, giving her room. She groaned and gritted her teeth. She felt something worm out of her cervix and was heading down her channel. A head emerged from her vulva and screed its first breath. It's body tumbled out of her, placenta and umbilical cord attached.
Unlike the larval Xenomorph, this thing looked human and had fully developed limbs. The beast went near the infant. It sniffed it. The eyes of the little creature opened and it made the sound of a lion cub. It rolled over on all fours. The eyes were darkened. It had four vegistal growths on the back, premature spines perhaps. The beast cuts the umbilical cord. The small larva chirped to the adult. The adult puffed at it. The little creature stood on its hind legs. It stumbled. The hybrid stops the small baby from falling and picks it up. The baby was lifted to her. She cradled it in her arms. The baby was quick to acknowledge her as a parent. The first thing it did was immediately go for her breasts.
She wasn't sure if she was lactating. The baby just hungrily sucked at her nipples and hung on. The baby stopped and went for the placenta. It began to devour it. She couldn't confirm if it was a female or a male. All that she knew was that she just gave birth to a magnificent creature unlike anything that has been seen before. A scientific discovery indeed. An evolutionary step-up in the Xenomorph life cycle.
The hybrid walked toward her like a lion. The creature rubbed its head against Sylvia's.
"Yeah… This is… wonderful…" Sylvia said, "Guess that makes you my alpha… and my mate."