Allen: *Hours later, Allen wakes up in a holding cell* What the hell! Where am I?!
Voice: *thru an intercom* Ah, Mr Walker. Glad u could join us in the living
Allen: Get my name right asshole! It's Allen Ripley McClaren
Voice: Ah, yes. The grandson of the famous Agent Ripley. My apologies *chuckles humorously*
Allen: Where's Tyrone! And Hunter?! *he looks as a window opens and he sees Tyrone on a table, tied down* Tyrone!!!
Voice: Unfortunately Mr. Terrence Jones will be a little incapacitated at the moment. He is with a specimen's child aftr all. As for tht "Hunter" u call, he's also in captivity at the moment, bt u will see him soon. U will be vital to our research soon enough
Allen: *he looks over his friend and notices how huge his stomach is compared to it was hours ago*
Voice: Impressive, isnt it? The specimen has a vry fast growth rate n it will mature soon by nightfall. We also discovered something interesting. The specimen tht impregnate him somehow released a chemical tht changed ur friend's body anatomy, producing a birth canal for the child's exit. Such fascinating evolution
Allen: How can you find that facinating?
Voice: It's science, my boy. Science n biology is always fascinating, as well as profitable. Once we extracted the child, we will be able to train n create the perfect bio-weapon. U will also play a part in this research, Mr Ripley McClaren
Allen: Why me?!
Voice: Now where's the fun in telling u tht? Patience, n u will see *signs off frm the intercom*
ALlen: *All he can do is look at his friend. Then he notices an intercom to talk to him* Tyrone!
Tyrone: *groaned as he stirred n heard Allen's voice* Al? Al, where r u?
Allen: Over here! *knocks on the window*
Tyrone: *sees him, then realizes there was an intercom next to him within his reach n switched it on so tht Allen could hear him clearer* Where the fuck r we??
Allen: I dunno! Some wacko has us captive! And he's gonna experiment on you, me and Hunter! How the fuck did you get so huge?! Looks like you're having twins!
Tyrone: *sees his belly* How the fuck should I knw? It's a bloody alien spawn, for Christ sake! And...did u just give a name to tht bloody humanoid alien?
Allen: Of course...he is a hunter...that's why I call him that.
Tyrone: *rolls his eyes* Ur not supposed to name it! If u name it, u'll get attached to it! How many times do I have to tell u tht? W...When will this bloody thing get out of me?
Allen: How long have you been like this>
Tyrone: Mmh... I dunno. I remember them putting me in a body bag, then I was in a white room where they poked n prodded me n chked me all ovr, they said something abt nightfall...then I konked out n woke up here. It could be...I dunno, at least 4 hours last time I chked the time?
Allen: Jeez...let's hope you don't get bigger
Tyrone: I bloody hope not! God, why does shit always happen to me?
Allen: *As if he was thinking, the window opens, allowing him to go see his friend* Tyrone!
Tyrone: *sees the window open n was surprised* How the...?
Allen: *is a bit suspecious. Out of curiousity, he goes and places his hand on his friend's stomach*
*the big kick was felt*
Tyrone: Ah! Wht r u doing? Stop tht!
Allen: I'm just examining. Remember, I also majored in Med
Tyrone: Well, whtever ur doing, stop it. Bloody freak's been playing soccer inside me
Allen: Not my fault.
Tyrone: Hey, get me outta these binds, will ya, Al? My body's getting cramped
Allen: * helps him getting out* We can't go any further, anyway.
Tyrone: *gets up n stretched his body* I remember before being stuffed in the body bag tht the craft belongs to Wayland Enterprise. U think they've got something to do with this?
Allen: I think so. They wanted to breed the Xenomorphs to make the perfect army
Tyrone: Great, n they're making me the surrogate mother for it
Allen: *looks around the room* I hope Hunter is okay
Tyrone: *scoffed* U sound like ur bloody in love with him or something
Allen: *Blushes* Am not! I'm just worried
Tyrone: Yeah. Tell tht to ur red face. U look like a blushing bride already
Allen: Whatever dude. I just wanna get the hell outta here *hears a roar* What the
Tyrone: *looks up as he supports his aching back* The hell?
Allen: That was Hunter
Tyrone: U sure it's not one of their lab rats again?
Allen: No. I recognize from when we were fighting the Xenos
Tyrone: Bloody hell. This is reli getting outta hand here. They've got me carrying their freak spawn, why the hell do they need tht humanoid anyway?
Allen: I dunno. But we gotta get outta here!
Tyrone: Good luck figuring tht out. U see tht? *points at the holding cell door n picked up a random item n threw it at it, which it immediately evaporated* Try getting out of tht
Allen: Damn it. I hate Wayland technology
Tyrone: Who doesnt? So, if I'm not mistaken, they're gonna get this freak spawn outta me by nightfall, right?
Allen: Seems that way...*turns to see the doors open and two guards grab Allen* Hey Lemme go!!
Tyrone: Oi! Wht r u doing?! *someone else came n restrained him*
*A guard blindfolded Allen n dragged him out*
Tyrone: Al!! AL!!
Allen: Ty!! Help!!
Tyrone: *tries to reach for him bt he was shot with a sedative*
*the guards dragged him in a cramped room, keeping his hands cuffed n blindfold on*
Allen: *struggles to get lose* Damn it!
*a doctor then came in n injected something (not a tranq) into Allen's neck n left him there in the room, shutting n locking the door*
Allen: *struggles and finds a way to get the fold off* what the
*he couldnt see tht Predator was in front of him a few feet away, struggling in his chain, somehow agitated by the smell of Allen there tht was amplified by the injection he was given. A few seconds later, the chains were released n he stomped close to him, intoxicated by the smell as he tore off Allen's clothes*
Allen: Hunter! What are you doing!! It's me, Allen!
Predator: *totally blinded by the smell, his vision was all in a blur, sexual drive taking ovr. Spreading his mandibles out n biting dwn on Allen's neck to show his dominance of mating n started prodding Allen's ass with his huge cock*
Allen: *he can't help but moan, feeling hunter's huge dick penetrating his insides*
Predator: *thrusts in deeper n deeper until he was all the way in, his long inch hitting the prostate almost immediately as he clicked, purred n trilled, his mandibles n teeth still ard Allen's neck to show dominance*
Allen: *winces, tears overflowing his eyes from the pain and pleasure wracking his body*
Predator: *pushing Allen dwn on the floor, forcing him on all fours as he fucked him hard n deep, hitting at the prostate accurately everytime, purring as he felt Allen's ass clenched whenevr he did tht*
Allen: Why...are you...*moans in pleasure, half of him wanting it to stop...the other wanting him to continue*
Predator: *letting out trill as he ran his mandibles along Allen's bk, holding onto his hips tight for leverage, his growls getting louder as he was close to his climax*
Allen: Hunter...please...!
Predator: *as he was close to his climax, his instinct told him to reach dwn to stroke Allen, helping him hv pleasure as well*
Allen: *feels the Predator's large hand grasping his dick, stroking it slowly*
Predator: *kept stroking, increasing his speed each time before he let out a roar as he climaxed, filling Allen up with his seed*
Allen: *moans loudly, cumming in the predator's huge hand, also feeling the Predator's seed filling his bowels*
Predator: *trembled as his tremors subsided before lying dwn on him, his arms wrapped possessively ard his waist n careful not to put his full weight on the smaller man, his cock still inside his ass*
Allen: *lays down also, feeling the Predator still inside him*
*abt 15 minutes later, the door opened n two doctors entered n punched in tranqs on Predator n Allen before the guards picked Allen n took him up to his holding cell, dumping him in there*
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