This is part of a project to touch up and publish an older series of works I had done in the past, placing them on Literotica. There are quite a few parts, so they will seem repetitive as more are updated, and since they are not being completely revised, they will show their age. There will also be some questionable content, and due to said age, may not be presented in the most palatable manner, as much as I may have believed I did those years ago. Please keep this in mind.
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Though Eriana understood everything as far as the goals and the behaviours of the Xenomorphs, she still knew too little about the origins of these particular types, and exactly how they worked... but she was certainly enjoying herself in the pursuit of such knowledge and... how lovely it was to embed herself into the workings of the Hive.
The Queen, though unable to speak a single word of English, understood it well enough to answer Eriana's questions, and was rather adept at making signs to convey its points and meanings. However, when she asked how it came to be, the Queen only smirked and cocked its head, rumbling in amusement and prodding Eriana's nose; the scientist believed that to be the Queen issuing the woman a 'challenge' of sorts... to find out. How, Eriana wasn't certain, but she was ever so happy to take the Queen up on 'her' challenge... of course, that would be in between her various other 'studies'.
The Hive was... truly impressive. Tunnels carved out of the rock, using their own blood or their claws, which Eriana discovered grew slowly when sharp and undamaged, and rather swiftly kickstarted new growth when they were blunting. It meant that they never clawed their fingers to stumps, and it also meant their nails were forever sharp, necessary given the chitinous nature of their digits, and how long they were; the flesh and the carapace was much more 'blurred' there than on other parts of their bodies.
A similar growth mechanism existed on their tails, the aliens capable of 'regrowing' the blades that tipped them, including the hollow tube that served as a stinger to inject their 'prey' with a potent sedative that induced intense drowsiness in victims; painless, minimally frightening and rather safe to use, it seemed, the aliens possessing impressive control over their tails so that, even with a swift strike, they would only 'prick' their victims instead of impaling them deep. She saw this used on a straggler, the human running from their perceived death only for the xenomorph to sting them midstride. They were caught before they fell unconscious and hurt themselves hitting the floor... after that, the man was carried off to be cocooned and 'conditioned', as Eriana considered it.
'Conditioning' was effectively overwhelming and relentless stimulation, as she'd already experienced, coupled with nurture and affection... it was twisted and obscene, but it appeared to work. Those that were receptive to the attention they received were set free from their cocoons, allowing them to experience more mutual pleasure with the various xenomorphs of the Hive, though it often seemed that they were largely attended to by the Xenomorph that captured them, perhaps trying to use a sense of 'familiarity' to make the humans more inclined to be trusting.
Either way, after that, Eriana knew the Xenomorphs had no real sense of 'fidelity' or exclusivity; they were polyamorous, and had no issues with mating with other humans in front of the ones they had captured. Though, given how much affection these xenomorphs seemed to be capable of showing, to any number of people, that polyamorous nature seemed to bother humans who had accepted them less and less, to the point the humans started becoming polyamorous themselves, judging from the behaviour of the several colonists that had disappeared some time ago.
Eriana had spoken to these people, the first disappearances; they had been down here for quite a while, but the Xenomorphs, as best as they could convey without words, assured them they would eventually be able to return... though in the meantime, they were subjected to the lustful affections of an entire hive of horny aliens, and they found it rather... difficult to resist the advances of these most beautiful creatures.
Of course, now, any doubts about their chances of returning had been removed, as even fresh 'catches' were being allowed to return to the colony, the Xenomorphs having captured most everyone, so the need for secrecy was no longer important to them. The aliens even insisted that some return immediately to fix problems in the Colony itself... the aliens had no intention of seeing Victor's Post fall to ruin, and nor did they seem particularly interested in converting it into another part of their hive. They very much wanted to be connected to the colony, but separate insofar that they remained out of sight and hidden, but able to freely move between the Colony and the Hive... the same going for the many humans who were becoming rather inclined towards the idea.
Of course, Eriana was spending most of her time exploring the Hive, seeing how it functioned and... 'studying' the inhabitants... mostly by inserting herself into the many cycles of the Hive, much to the xenomorphs' delight. What she saw happening in the Colony above was through wireless security camera footage, thanks to the PDA she was given by one of the many Drones. She knew she would have to return to the lab at some point, but she was more than happy to remain in the Hive for the time being... there was so much to learn, and so much joy in integrating with the Xenomorphs.
She had discovered how the Lifecycle of these Xenomorphs worked in particular; a far cry from how all other observed Xenomorphs did things, it was the various Drones, the Praetorians and the Queen herself that impregnated human females -- or were even impregnated
by
a human male, giving birth themselves -- with semen or eggs, the latter seeming to result in more offspring, with the larval xenomorphs emerging from their host like a traditional birth. From there, they would slither their way to special chambers in the hive... where they would cocoon themselves in a special substance, dissimilar to the resin the aliens secreted to bind their mates. Instead, it was fleshier, stretchier, and would grow as they did, until they were fully formed adult Xenomorphs, ready to 'hunt' their own mates or assist with the running of the hive.
At least, that's how it was. Now, it seemed that only the Queen and a select few of her Praetorians were fertile, all the rest and the Drones were now sterile, to an extent, their fertility controlled by the Queen... perhaps by releasing pheromones that flipped biological 'switches' in their bodies that could determine their fertility. She discovered that this was a purposeful measure, to avoid the Xenomorph population becoming beyond manageable, though they still outnumbered humans two to one... though it seemed that ratio was going to stick for some time. Of course, now it meant the Xenomorphs, all of them, could have as much sex as they want without issue, be it with humans, or each other. Eriana had asked a simple drone if it was bothered by being unable to sire or bear any offspring, and its response was a coy shake of its head and a rather heated follow-up kiss.
And that kiss had resulted in Eriana bending over for that very Xenomorph, letting it take her from behind, the Xenomorph on its knees and slapping its hips to Eriana's rear, the textured length pushing against her G-spot most effectively. The human released rolling moans from her lips, all as she examined with much adoration the many cocoons of growing Xenomorphs that hung from the ceiling... of course, before they cocooned themselves, they sought sustenance, provided by the milk of the numerous Xenomorphs -- and the odd human female -- which all happily suckled the larval aliens, quite voracious little things.
However, despite Eriana currently being capable of lactating herself -- still gravid with the inert eggs of the Drone that had mated with her (something that rather disappointed Eriana, in all honesty) -- she was not to be used as a nurse... though the drone that slid beneath her more than happily drank down her milk, clasping its lips around one of her teats, and suckling luxuriously... slurping and 'chewing' with its jaw against her breast, tongue waggling to her nipple, whilst Eriana tried to grasp at the nub of the breast of the alien beneath her.
She succeeded, catching the nipple between her own teeth, and beginning to suckle, moaning in delight. Her own breasts jiggled in the mouth of the alien beneath her due to the jolting of her body from the way the alien behind her was thrusting into her womanhood, which also caused the breast of the drone Eriana was currently suckling to jolt as well, from the back and forth motion of her head. She could feel the two aliens' hands exploring her body, the one beneath her squeezing and groping her breasts and pinching her unattended nipple between its digits, whilst its tongue slipped past its lips every now and then... the female xenomorphs were rather happy to indulge Eriana's 'curiosity', and as much as they liked hunting down fearful 'prey', they still revelled in the company of humans who were entirely willing to accept their lust.
Moans emanated against the Drone's breast, Eriana completely taken by the stimulating texture of the other xenomorph's penis; though they all had subtle differences, they were still designed to bring maximum stimulation to anyone on the receiving end of one, the protrusions intended to stimulate the many nerves it might encounter, including those in a person's anus, though in particular, the raised 'ridge' of various protrusions that ran along the top of their phalluses seemed intended to rub against the female 'G-Spot', whatever that might be for different women... these xenomorphs would exploit it with extreme efficiency... much as it was now, Eriana's grasp over the nipple in her mouth tenuous at best from how much she was moaning, trying to gulp down the creamy milk that trickled from the Drone's breast.
