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RE Project Delta Placeholder49 X Shik Any panic and worry that Marcel had vanished once he felt his mate suddenly thrust inside of him. Soon the shemale bitch was crying for joy as he was delivering his first litter. Each time his alpha rammed his cock up his ass, Marcel's body pushed further, spewing cum as if it were birthing fluids. One by one, large, round bumps crept through Marcel's enlarged shaft, until they reached the end and turned out to be another newborn. It was a unique ordeal that had all but exhausted Marcel, but he had something to show for it. All of his babies were with him, mewling and pleading for milk and attention. Marcel would give it to them, knowing his new role as a mother and attending to them all. He hugged his alpha, grateful for his unending vigilance and care. Once each pup had his fill, Marcel simply raised his ass for his alpha to pump him full of fertility cream and start the process all over again, eager to grow more. These children and his mate were Marcel's life. They were so important that he would often forget his own name, he would forget his alpha's name was experiment delta, and he soon didn't even think of himself as a male. It made sense to the human. Males didn't get fucked, get pregnant, give birth, and feed their kids milk. Males were strong, powerful, dominant, like the alpha. Her alpha. She was the beta. She had to do what her alpha couldn't. While she loved her mate and the bond they shared, he was still a beast, and would not understand many things that she knew. Marcel had to plan, the once intelligent man within her trying to determine how their new family would thrive with the human world so close. Genes are power. Only have mine an Alpha's genes. Need more. We must be diverse, we must create more life... She often muttered, painting a crude cave drawing, mainly from animal blood, on the walls. On it, was their family tree her and her alpha, and under them their first generation of children. She wanted them to succeed, to thrive, to breed, but the humans might not like that. We have to subvert, we have to dominate. We have to take human genes. We have to take humans from the humans. Bend them, breed them. Humans must not find us. Not until we are many. The human child was an oddity. It seemed like a copy of Marcel, taking on almost all human characteristics. There were differences, however. The child was growing at the same rate as his canine brothers, but the kid's intelligence rate was shooting forward. The human also possessed a little canine cock, and inherited what looked like a prehensile tail that the whole family shared. This one was Marcel's favorite. She could see special things in store for him. Whenever the den mother wasn't being dominated by her mate, she would tend to him. Marcel taught him words, ripped and fastened together crude clothes from furs to cover the child's modesty, and would tell whatever she could remember of the outside world. Marcel would prepare him for the world. Once he was mature, he would be set loose. The human bitch was staring up at the crude attempt of a family tree when her alpha approached. Hungering what was next, she obediently bent over for him, drooling on the floor she reveled in being shown her place. Already, she had a second baby bump, but the beast's mate always hungered to be filled. Often, she would rant if she could comprehend thought while being fucked, describing how they should share this joy with everyone. Imagine it, Alpha. Our children finding their own mates! One day they'll all bend someone over, fuck, and be plentiful! We have to keep going! Have to keep the family growing. You have to fuck me! I have to birth them! Then they'll do it to others! She only shut up when the alpha finally released inside of the bitch. She was content afterwards, sucking on that wonderful dog cock like a pacifier.