And it's outta here! This took a tiny bit of a while but it's done now.

Explicit, but no real sex for now... Just explicit stuff.

Specimen 0's Cell

Evan was barely conscious when they had strapped him into the device, yet he felt his senses return when the straps tightened around his arms, forcing them to separate as it tilted his head up.

He hissed out, the position becoming increasingly uncomfortable as he could do nothing but stare forward. His tail had been clamped down as his exoskeleton squirmed a tiny bit before he finally gave up, allowing his muscles to rest as he gritted his fangs together. The room they had placed him in was dark and damp, cold metal being the only material as his new eyes adjusted quickly. A form of biological night vision being his only guide.

The former Human quickly analyzed the situation, cursing himself for losing his temper. It wasn't like him, all his life he always looked at a problem or challenge from careful inspection.

He hissed, his mind registering it as a sigh if he was still Human.

At least they hadn't taken away his torn pants, possibly the last of his dignity that he wanted to preserve.

Evan was broken from his thoughts as he heard the sound of machinery whirring, metal shutters opening a few feet in front of him as a window came into view.

Conroy and his team were behind it, most of them seemingly indifferent with a select few showing fascination in their expressions.

Like an animal inside a cage.

There was a long pause before he felt the clamps release around him, his surprised hisses being heard thudded against the ground. Evan stirred for a second, before slowly getting back up, his black hind legs slightly wobbling as his mind attempted to get used to them. The movements still felt unnatural, but it was a start.

"I see you are awake specimen 0... I was afraid the branding would have had an effect on your condition, but I am glad to see I was wrong."

"Branding?" Evan thought before he ran a claw over his dome.

He paused as he felt a large circular line over the milky white carapace.

A gigantic zero had been burnt onto his new forehead, he slowly drew his claw away. They had did it, they actually did it. The absolute bastards. He put his claws down, his fangs contorting into a frown as he made his displeasure known with a hiss.

Conroy merely ignored him, looking at a sheet.

"Well, enough talk I suppose. Let us commence testing."

As soon as the lead scientist had finished, Evan could already sense something. He turned his dome like head as his vision of scent went to work, spotting two guards behind the metal door of his enclosure. They stooped down, a squirming bundle in there hands, before pushing it through a shutter and into his room.

It was an alien boar of some sort, the creature giving cautious sniffs as it's knuckles dragged across the metal floor.

He turned his head to the scientists, unsure of what they wanted of him.

Conroy merely gestured to the creature, "Bon-Appetit."

They wanted him to kill and eat the hapless swine.

Evan was about to blatantly refuse until he felt his insides stir, the idea of raw food now infecting his human mind as his Xenomorph instincts took over. It would be so easy to just...

He shook his dome like head, he wasn't an animal, he was human!

Or at least, used to be.

He let out a silent hiss as his blade tail snaked in agitation. Conroy leaned close to the telecom, "I suggest you be quick specimen 0... We do not have all day."

Evan felt anger rise up to his chest, the tone of the scientist's voice quickly getting on his nerves. He would have sulked further were it not for his ravenous hunger slowly beginning to climb it's way out, his mouth salivating for raw meat.

How long had he not eaten?

He had no perception of how much time had passed, he could only assume that it had already been a day since he had gotten off the shuttle. A day without any form of sustenance.

He was going to hate himself for this.

Evan slowly got onto all fours, his body surprisingly adept at striking the form as he crawled up to the boar, it's snout sniffing and huffing as it stood in the corner. The feeling was reminiscent to a mice in a snake container, the swine in this case being completely unaware of the lurking danger. He was merely a single feet away as he thought of how he was going to do this.

"I should make it as Humane as possible... But how the fuck am I going to do that?" Evan thought, he peered at his sharp claws, testing his hardened talons. He shook his head, doing that would potentially maul the poor thing.

Another idea came to his head.

"You could use your other weapon..."

He paused, remembering the main killing choice of a Xenomorph.

Their inner jaws.

Evan had read hacked reports from marines that encountered them. How they would snatch up there comrades and then, like a cattle gun, breach their skulls with ease before retreating back.

His mind reveled in disgust at the idea, but his body was fully poised to commit the action. Before he knew it, he had lunged forward.

The creature briefly squealed in surprise, Evan's claws wrapping around it before he opened his mouth.

And then it was over, blood leaking from it's head as it's struggling stopped.

Evan paused for a second, tasting blood in his mouth as his body ingested a bit of grey matter. His new body quickly shivered as he felt mortified, not because of it being raw but rather the opposite.

It was possibly the best thing he ever had.

He couldn't help but go to work, biting a chunk out of the unfortunate swine, specks of blood getting on his pants as Conroy and the other scientists watched.

Control Room

"Incredible... It seems as if he's doing everything by instinct at this point." A scientist commented.

Conroy continued to study the specimen before he spoke, "I suppose so. But pure instinct alone is not what I am looking for." He turned his head to the crowd of scientists, "What I am looking for specifically... Is how far those instincts will go."

Most of the team seemed confused at that statement.

"But how far? Specimen 0 already has shown basic Xenomorph-"

Conroy sighed, "You all do not understand... This is no longer some pet peeve project for corporate interests in the black market... This is something much, much more." He turned his head back to the cell, "We are talking about the ability to truly learn everything this superior race has to offer, no more secrets behind a biological lock."

The team of scientists paused at their leaders words, almost thinking him mad.

But he hardly cared, "Bring in one of the other specimens, specimen 1 to be exact."

One of the scientists sputtered, "W-We can't do that! Any risk of losing our only sources of royal jelly will-!"

"Sources which I formulated, extracted, and created. Don't question me doctor, just get it done."

Specimen 0's Cell

He had already finished the remains of the animal in under five minutes, all that remained now was it's bones and a bit of skin. A pool of blood had formed underneath the carcass due to his messy eating.

Evan admittedly felt bad for the creature, but his hunger was too much. At least now he felt full, despite how angry at himself he was.

"God damn it... You might as well be a wild animal at this rate."

The prisoner hung his head down, looking at the blood on his claws before hissing at his inner thoughts.

Might as well be? He was an animal, a terrifying nightmarish offspring of darkness and death. The only thing that remained Human was his thoughts, something which he both started to despise and hate now that his new instincts found ways to override them.

"Well executed 0, now let us move on to the next test. Interaction."

He paused at Conroy's words before he saw the shudders to the control room close. Evan slowly stood up, dumbfounded as he slowly walked next to his holding device, his long hind legs stretching from the floor.

Evan could only wonder what the hell the scientist had meant before he heard metal shifting, a part of the room opening up before something was pushed forward. A low hiss sounding out.

His heart stopped.

A blackened being was low on the floor, his eyes recognizing it instantly.

It was another Xenomorph.

His mind set immediately forced him to fall back in fear, his back going up against the wall. His tail swishing anxiously as his fangs were contorted in shock. Even if he was a Xenomorph, his human thinking forced him to recognize the danger.

"Do not panic 0, 1 should not attack if my theory is correct. She is a drone like you after all." Conroy said in an indifferent tone.

Evan paused at his words.

She?

He was broken from his thoughts as the other Xenomorph slowly rose from the floor, it's low hissing being heard as it seemingly awoken from it's forces slumber. It's arms wobbly as it slowly rose.

And then he saw why 1 was considered a 'she' rather than 'it'.

Compared to his body structure, he noticed a lot more curves and flexibility in the other Xenomorph's form. Her thighs and arms were like his, hard exoskeleton with embedded muscle, yet the difference was that her seemed to contain more... thickness to them, gracing her limbs and backside with gentle roundness. She seemed to be concentrated on the bloody remains of that creature he had left behind.

However the most obvious and dead giveaway was one simple contrast.

A pair of smooth grayish breasts hung from her exoskeleton chest. And they were quite ample too.

"What the fuck." Evan simply thought, his Xenomorph body letting out a hiss of surprise. She immediately noticed him, Evan almost cursing himself as he backed away further, edging towards the other corner as he used the holding device as a way to distance himself from her.

He had no idea what would happen, the fear of the unknown making his heart pound.

She began to rise to her feet, her head tilted as she looked past the machine, a clawed hand wrapping around the edges, her tail rising behind her.

Evan felt his chest rise up and down, his breathing increasing into panicked breaths as his two claws pressed against the wall.

"Oh shit. Ohshitohshitohshit-" His mind was in a state of chaos as she got closer and closer, now barely a feet away. He saw her, slowly opening her jaw as she let out a low hiss, her inner mouth revealing itself.

Evan gritted his fangs as he turned his head away.

He was going to die, Xenomorph or not, the outcome was always destined. He awaited the end, only to feel the oral organ gently prod against the side of his head. He paused, his mind going blank with confusion. The inner jaw slowly grazed around his cheek, feeling around the side of his face as it dragged warm saliva. He almost cringed from the feeling, yet his Xenomorph body seemed to recognize this as something.

A greeting.

He felt himself blink before turning his long head slowly. 1 one was looking at him, instead of the menacing stature from before, her fangs contorted in what could only be seen as curiosity, a '1' branded onto her forehead which gave her namesake. Her inner mouth retreated back as she then began to hiss, however it felt inquisitive rather then threatening.

It was Evan's turn to tilt his head, unsure of what to do as he backed up a tiny bit. 1 simply moved forward, replacing the space between them again.

She hissed, this time a little louder.

"What the hell do you want!?" Evan wanted to shout, yet couldn't. He mentally sighed before deciding to play along, hissing back.

1 seemed to pause at his response before she pushed forward. Evan immediately felt her steaming breath against his hardened cheek, the concept of personnel space was non-existent to her.

And then he felt it.

Her breasts pressing up against his shoulder, making them slightly squish. Evan froze completely, taking note of the smooth roundness that rubbed up against his exoskeleton, the warmth they generated. If he was still Human, he would have been blushing furiously. Instead his fangs opted to hang open in shock as he felt his body grow cold, almost like Xenomorphic goosebumps.

She didn't seem to notice however, instead wrapping her arms around his other shoulder, her dome head inspecting everything as if he was something completely new to her.

He felt a claw slowly approach the hem of his torn pants.

Evan immediately flinched out of her grasp as his human mind took control again. There was no way he would let that happen.

Yet his reaction only seemed to further her curiosity as she let out a low growl, moving toward him again. Evan backed away, shaking his head in a desperate attempt to get her to understand.

He demanded privacy to a creature that had no concept of it now that he was one of them.

Evan felt her tail gently wrap around his hind leg, holding him in place as he hissed out in surprise. She didn't seem to care now, the mystery of clothing now being on 1's mind as she tilted her head at the orange faded cloth. She gently sunk to her knees, her hind legs bending. Evan held his breath as he looked down, his human mind immediately noting how... Suggestive the position was.

She sniffed at the stains of blood from his previous meal, her fangs wrinkling before she reached a claw out, slowly dragging the cloth down. Evan felt his breathing increase as his length became revealed. It was also Evan's first time seeing his new... Addition, noting his new Xenomorph proportion as his flaccid alien member flopped out, it's bulbous head almost similar to a human's except for it's pitch black skin.

1 stopped as she inspected the sexual organ, her fangs mired in curiosity before looking up at him and looking down at herself, as if she was taking note of their differences in biology. She was female after all and he was a male. She then began to experimentally grasp at it with her claw, earning a surprised hiss from Evan as he squirmed in her grasp.

This was completely out of his hands, or claws at this point. Evan didn't know whether or not to be aroused or terrified or both. But the biggest question was, was this wrong? Now that he was technically the same as her, '1' for all intents and purposes, had the best pair he had ever seen. Her thighs and round muscular buttocks between her tail even gave an idea of thickness to her set that would have made any Human woman jealous.

His wandering thoughts quickly became out of control as he realized...

He was beginning to pop a boner due to her encouragement.

Evan hissed out as he attempted to draw away his thoughts to something else, but it was already too late. His alien length slowly began to sprung to life, acidic blood pumping into the veins as it extended up.

1 pulled her claw back slightly, tilting it as she let out a inquisitive hiss. Within seconds, he was fully erect, his length presenting itself before her. Evan didn't notice when he had started panting involuntarily, as if his new body was preparing itself for the main event. For the first time, Evan noticed the, literal, smell of desire being released as it wafted over the two of them.

She looked up, Evan looking down at her as he realized that the closeness and unknown pheromones were beginning to have an effect on her too. Her chest rising and falling as he breasts rose in tandem, she may have not have known what was happening, but she didn't seem to care, neither of them did at this point.

Sadly, that wouldn't matter.

The sound of gas being vented was heard. 1 immediately recognized it as her tail unwrapped, her fangs contorted into a hissing fit as the gas slowly surround the two of them. Evan on the other hand, merely turned his head to the shutter before a single thought crossed his mind.

"Really?"

And then he passed out.

Control Room

Many of the scientists in the room held prominent red blushes as the room flooded with gas, unsure of what to say or think. Conroy on the other hand merely turned his head as he produced a pencil.

"Hmph, how peculiar."

All the scientists tilted their heads at their leader's words.

Conroy began to write down the results before closing his notebook. "Alright, that's enough for today. Bring specimen '1' back to it's confines,-" He turned his head one last time, "-We've learnt a lot today."

Specimen 0's Cell

When Evan had reawaken, he had been clamped back into the holding device as he hissed in annoyance. The memories of what had happened before passing out still burned into his mind. His pants was gone as from before, but now it was replaced with a grey boxer.

What the hell was he doing?

He had got turned on by a fucking Xenomorph.

"What's so wrong about that? You're one of them."

Evan paused at his inner thoughts, realizing a certain truth to them. He wasn't a Human anymore, he was a Xenomorph. How many times did he need to remind himself?

Yet even then, he needed to draw a line somewhere. Evan hissed a groan as soon as he remembered that the whole ordeal was being watched, embarrassment and shame quickly filling his head as his exoskeleton grew cold. They saw all of that, possibly recorded it too.

"Oh god why..." Evan simply thought. He needed to get out of here, the longer he was here, the more and more he felt as if he was losing himself.

But how?

His musings were broken as he felt a clamp around his tail. He experimentally wiggled the limb before noticing something.

It was slightly loose.

He tested it again as his tail shook, the bolt shaking loosely. Someone had improperly secured the clamp as Evan realized his chance. If he could set his tail free, then breaking his other restraints would be easy to do. His mind was a blur as he thought of the possibilities before coming to a stop, his Human mind set quickly reasoning a plan.

Patience, that's what he would need.

Last time he had gotten ahead of himself, he had landed in a worse situation then before. So he would wait, wait for the perfect moment to break out.

He smiled to himself, his fangs grinning.

Conroy's Office

"... Now what will you do now 0?"

The lead scientist was looking down at the video screen, a camera directly connected to the cell as he peered on with interest. He studied every single movement the Xenomorph did under restraint.

Currently, Conroy was trying to figure out if 0 would attempt escape. The scientist had loosened the bolt on purpose, creating a perfect escape condition.

Conroy was broken from his thoughts as a call came in.

It was the chairman.

He sighed, before pressing a button at the side, picking up the frequency.

"Yes chairman?"

There was a pause before the business man spoke. "Dr. Conroy, I just received the news from another scientist in your team... Is this true?"

Conroy simply nodded, "Of course, I have created a Human thinking Xenomorph."

Another paused broke out before the chairman spoke, "This is not what we wanted."

The scientist merely scoffed, "Not what you wanted? Do you not see the bigger picture chairman? Specimen 0 is full proof that-"

"Full proof of how much company assets you have squandered Dr. Conroy... I'm pulling the plug."

"You're making a big mistake..." Conroy said as he gritted his teeth.

"Doctor, what I do is for the good of the company. When you took on this project, you signed an agreement that you would use company assets to the best of their abilities." The Chairman continued, "What you have done is create another Xenomorph for no viable reason whatsoever."

"That 'Xenomorph' is the next step for Human evolution Chairman! While you were all patting yourselves on the back for minuscule achievements, I was already making huge advancements on the field of Xenotology! Royal Jelly, Xenozip, even the formula for their acid blood!" Conroy could barely contain his anger, "And now, when I give you the ability to improve Humanity as a whole, you shrivel up like a suffocating lung fish! You wouldn't know progress, even if it stabbed you in the back!"

There was another long pause before the Chairman spoke.

"Tomorrow morning, you will be relieved of your position Doctor. Have a pleasant night."

The line then disconnected, leaving Conroy by himself. He balled his fists before calming himself, instead opting to recline back on his seat as he reopened the camera to specimen 0's cell. He then turned his head to a nearby android, it was an older model that he had designed.

"Initiate protocol 66 at the beginning of dawn."

The android nodded before leaving the room, Conroy looking back down at the camera to specimen 0's cell.

"I will have to do something drastic tomorrow... I can only hope you are prepared specimen 0."

Shit's gonna go down next chapter, I guarantee it. Maybe even a potential lemon...

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It might take a bit longer though, I gotta put more thought into writing it. Until then, hope you enjoyed this chapter.