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Chapter 8 - Hybrid

Aaron crouched in the dark, branches digging into his shoulders, his eyes fixed on the campfire just a few feet away. His lungs dragged in slow, shaky breaths. He wasn't moving, couldn't move.

All he could do was stare at her.

The firelight painted her face in gold and orange, her hair glowing brighter than the flames. The way she laughed, the way her lips curled—it twisted something deep inside him. His cock was throbbing so hard it hurt, his jeans tented and sticky from the constant drip.

Then it hit.

[- LUSTIRX: TARGET ACQUIRED -]

The invisible mask burned against his skin, his vision glitching until the HUD blinked into view. Gwen's body lit up, mapped like prey.

•— TARGET NAME: GWEN TENNYSON

•— AGE: 18

•— SPECIES: HUMAN / ANODITE HYBRID

•— BREED COMPATIBILITY: HIGH

•— VITALITY: 94%

•— VIRGINITY STATUS: INTACT

•— REPRODUCTIVE POTENTIAL: EXTREME

Aaron's eyes went wide, his cock jumping in his pants, precum soaking through. Anodite. His mind replayed the word like a sick chant. The mask pulsed hotter, feeding him fragments of alien memory. Anodite stock wasn't just rare—it was the kind of bloodline entire species would kill for.

Then the HUD flickered again.

•— NOTE: ANODITE-HUMAN OFFSPRING WILL PROVIDE SIGNIFICANT FUTURE ADVANTAGES

•— BREEDING PRIORITY LEVEL — CRITICAL

Aaron's breath shuddered out of him, his hand clamping hard over his bulge. His cock was twitching like mad, spilling against the denim. He bit down on his knuckle to keep from groaning.

Ben sat next to her, glued to his Sumo Slammers game, completely clueless. Gwen smirked at him, mocking, and leaned closer, her shirt riding up just enough to flash a strip of her stomach.

Aaron's vision swam.

•— NOTE: ANODITE PELVIC CAVITY CAN ENDURE EXTREME STRETCH

•— NOTE: ANODITE-HUMAN UTERUS HIGHLY RECEPTIVE TO SEED

He hissed, pressing his cock harder into his palm. His brain filled with images, twisted versions of what could be—her glowing body pinned to the ground, screaming while his cock forced her open. Her womb stretching to fit him, her insides glowing with raw power as he pumped her full.

The mask whispered like static under his skin. Breed her. Fill her. Make her yours.

Aaron squeezed his eyes shut, teeth sinking into his fist to stifle the guttural sounds spilling from his throat. He could already hear her voice crying, see her face tear-streaked under him, his cock splitting her in two.

The mask burned hotter.

•— RECOMMENDATION: CAPTURE AND BREED TARGET IMMEDIATELY

•— OFFSPRING POTENTIAL: CRITICAL FOR DOMINANCE

Aaron almost stepped forward. His whole body leaned toward the light, his cock jerking in his jeans, dripping. His breath came ragged, the urge ripping him apart. He wanted her so bad it hurt to think.

Ben laughed suddenly, holding up his game. "HA! Beat you again!"

The sound snapped Aaron back, shoving him into reality like a punch to the gut. His chest clenched, his cock still throbbing painfully, but his instincts screamed to move.

He stumbled back into the dark, the firelight fading, branches slapping against his arms as he bolted. Precum soaked through his jeans, dripping down his thigh, his balls aching like they'd burst.

The Lustrix didn't quiet. It pulsed in his head, feeding him Gwen's stats over and over, mocking him.

•— GWEN TENNYSON: BREED PRIORITY — CRITICAL

•— ANODITE-HUMAN OFFSPRING POTENTIAL — HIGH VALUE

Aaron didn't stop running until his chest burned, until the mask's whispers blurred with his own sick thoughts of what he wanted to do to her.

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