Female Xenomorph Novels & Stories

“He cries a lot when hungry, his poop smells yucky, but he is angel.” I can’t help but laugh at that before he pulls me forward. “See? He is like the tinny version of you,” Xaden says as I take Xylon from Xena. “Our Xylon. He is gorgeous,” I beam, kissing his chubby cheeks. “Like his mother,” I tease, and Xena rolls her eyes. “Oh please. Not a single thing looks like me. Nine months in my womb, making me sick and nothing looks like me,” she complains. “Don’t worry, My Love. Our daughters will look like you.”

She returned my smile with a soft motherly gaze. "Alpha, I checked her blood and she's basically full with wolfsbane. She also lacked proper nutrition. Her mental state is also sort of unstable because of her past experiences before you met her, Alpha. The reason why Luna Xanthe is thoroughly exhausted right now is because her body is not used to not getting the drugs that she usually received on a daily basis." Doc. Hals informed him. I felt him tensed and asked her, "Wolfsbane? Are you saying that she is actually a wolf like us?"

It is only now that I notice that she has arrived with four women. "These are my personal assistants. They have been my confidants and maids since my father's pack," she explains. The women bow briefly to me. But I frown when I notice a witch among them. Ariel notices my reaction and pats my hand. "This is Xanna, she's a hybrid and completely innocent. To be honest, she is more of a werewolf than a witch. I hope her lineage won't cause any problems."

Through the decades they perfected their new specimen. By 1985, they had created what would be the final design. They named the creatures Hish (Human Inter-Stellar Hybrids) and their characteristics were alarming. For all intents and purposes they appeared to be exactly like normal human women. They had the ability to become pregnant, they had breasts, and appeared to be woman in face and body shaped (most, in fact, were beautiful as the genes of only the best and brightest were engineered into the Hishes). However, these women also had something different. The NASA engineers who had worked on the first generation of Hishes in the 1960's had nicknamed them "dickgirls." Notwithstanding their

But I had seen the look of malevolence Shark had shot at Lucien that evening, and I had known he had been furious. These people who had captured me, they were the kind of people who thought like Shark… * Hastily, I exited after washing my hot face. When I looked at myself in the full-length mirrors, I was shocked. I grimaced as I studied myself in growing horror. The mockery of a gown revealed every inch of my body. And my heavily made up face made me look …! Grimacing, I hastily exited the bathroom. And came up short. . The woman named Xenia was in the room with a couple of other women who looked like clones of her own self. She smiled at me, a twist of her lips.

The moment she saw my flat belly, she went into a frenzy. Ignoring the protests from the lecturer and students, she lunged at me, her hands and feet striking blindly. "Victoria! You're supposed to be pregnant! Why is your belly flat? You lied to me! You freaking lied to me! Why is it that I'm pregnant and not you? Did you do something to me again?" Ruby was completely unhinged, screaming "why" again and again. The lecturer immediately signaled two male students to step in and hold her back. Seeing the scratch marks Ruby had left on me, my classmates quickly came to my defense.

I sat back in my chair again as I sat up somewhere along the talk and just looked at her. Was it really this easy? Could I have saved peter if I had told him who I was ? I close my eyes and lay my head back. “ What you did with your eyes. That was pretty cool.” She said almost in a small voice as if she was a bit scared to speak about it. I looked up at her and smiled. Looking away to wipe it off I cleared my throat and commented back to her that it was a genetics trait and it comes in different colors and shapes depending on the stations and ranks of the underworld. She seemed pretty interested.

The fabric of this dress felt thick, but it was still soft and comfortable when I wore it. Arthur only woke up for lunch; after that, he went back to sleep. I don't have anything else to do after cooking food for him, so I just read the magazines and newspapers from Arthur's closet while eating the waffles he had bought for me. Everything in these magazines and newspapers seems like a collection of fictional stories in news form, but I enjoy it. I also got to know several types of Xenobeasts that often cause chaos at the base. Basically, there are three types that often appear. Type C is the easiest to kill, type B is the poisonous Xenobeast that is four times stronger, and type A is a 3-met

He inquired nervously. I was shocked at the question. As an incubus, Moran should have been able to smell if she was anything else. Only concubi in human form, and a few species of fae, smelled human but didn’t taste human. To my knowledge, there were no more female concubi in the state. They’d all been killed in the camps. Ford looked at him confused, then understanding dawned on him. “You think she’s not?” “I think she’s at least a quarter succubus. I just wanted to find out if she was more. You can’t be more than half and still be able to have superpowers.” Moran told him.

A high pitched muffled moan of desire has me intrusively glance at the tent opposite to us on the other side of the bonfire as the flaps are quickly unsealed purposely to reveal to me, two females and one male. As I narrow my orbs to examine closely they widen in surprise as I discover it is not a male but a female who resembles a male. Her flesh is muscular littered with tattoos just like Phobos is. She does not possess any feminine features rather rugged ones and she fondles the two females shamelessly uncaring she is being viewed by others.