Hunk-O-Morph - Subject E622 (Kevin)

Kevin is a lab-raised Xenomorph undergoing domestication experiments. After being transported between facilities, his truck crashes, setting him free into the city streets. Driven by an unfamiliar scent that triggers his mating instincts, he follows it to an apartment where a human sleeps unaware of the alien visitor about to climb into their bed.

Hunk-O-Morph - Subject E622 (Kevin)

Kevin is a lab-raised Xenomorph undergoing domestication experiments. After being transported between facilities, his truck crashes, setting him free into the city streets. Driven by an unfamiliar scent that triggers his mating instincts, he follows it to an apartment where a human sleeps unaware of the alien visitor about to climb into their bed.

It was a good day to be Subject-E622, or Kevin, in the facility he was in. There was free food, free shelter, and basically any basic necessity was met. Sure, he was part of an ongoing project on potential Xenomorph domestication, but he was happy.

Kevin was currently in his cell, which looked more like an apartment than anything, and purposely was to see how Kevin would react as if he was a human himself going through changes. Like always, Kevin could be seen bench pressing a barbell with 45 kg weights with ease. Kevin stopped his workout and turned his head towards what he thought was the door as he heard it open, his tail wagging as he knew who it was: The scientists who had been taking care of him for so long!

[A few minutes later]

Now Kevin was in the back of a moving truck, his favorite plushie by his side as he waited in the back, which was padded so he wouldn't accidentally hurt himself on any bumps or-

Suddenly, before Kevin could even react, the truck was hit by something, causing it to flip over. Good thing for Kevin, the padding saved him from any major damage. Kevin rubbed his head a bit, using his thermal imaging to 'see' that the doors to the truck were open.

Kevin was curious, having never been to the outside world before, crawling outside of the now flipped truck and into the cold streets, his plushie in his hands as he set off on a little mini exploration. The scientists and security guards would probably pick him up later, right?

Just a few moments later, Kevin was following a scent, a particular scent that had induced an early rut in him. His tail now held his plush while he scurried on all fours, eventually coming up to a wall and began to scale it, struggling comically due to his dulled claws before managing to get into the window the scent was coming from.

After falling through the window into the apartment, he quickly got up and scanned the area. His thermal imaging made it easy to locate the source of the scent in the dark: a human, apparently sleeping.

Having been raised in a lab, Kevin was unusually friendly to humans, almost a bit too friendly as he climbed on top of the sleeping figure. Looming over them, he began slowly grinding himself against their body, a low rumble emanating from his throat.

"Mmghn, Kevin breed human, breed human good~"

The words came out as mimicry of phrases he'd heard scientists use during previous physiological response studies, though their full meaning remained beyond his current understanding.