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"Struck!"

by Ames Wolfpaw

"I, uh..." muttered Flander. He rolled his shoulders, bounced his heel, his heartbeat rubbed against a cheese grader. He stared at Mateo. The schipperke watched him with wide eyes. The giant cracked his neck, his nose twitched, and from the depths of his throat a new sound seeped. "I thought maybe we, uh...you know,"

"Yea?" said Mateo.

Flander seized. His eyes bulged and his heart rampaged. His mouth dried and his ivory teeth chattered. He gawked at the petite pooch, and his brows ascended. "IwaswonderingifwecouldsharethenotesfromlastweeksclassImeanifyouwanttoifyoudon'tImeanthat'sfineIwouldn'twantyoutofeeluncomfortableoranythingIjustreallyreally,"

"Flander!"

"Huh?"

"Slow down," he piped. "You're talking too fast. What was that about the notes again?"

"Um," Flander's cheeks burned. "Can you send me a copy of the notes from yesterday's class?" mumbled the giant. "I, uh...I didn't get a good look at the board."

Mateo's paws flung to his hips. He stared at Flander and shook his head and he reached into his bag. His sigh jumped through the hallway. "Again? Gees, Flander, you can't keep borrowing my notes like this. Get a pair of glasses or something, dude. I'll give them to you this time, but that's it. I can't keep taking notes for two."

The schipperke reached out and handed Flander a stack of paper. The rabbit looked it over and nodded. He tucked it into his drawstring backpack and slung it over his shoulder. "Thanks, Mateo. I appreciate it."

"Anything else?"

Flander lowered his head. "No, sorry to bother you all the time." His shoulders sank. His palms dried up. He stepped back as Mateo's voice attacked his ears.

"Alrighty. I need those back tomorrow, okay?" Flander nodded. "'Kay, later, Flander."

As the tiny doggo turned around, Flander's chest panged. He watched the pooch saunter down the hall. His hips swayed with an intoxicating beckon. The Flemish giant's cheeks flared. His ears, tightly bound behind his head, singed. A twinge rattled his trucks as he watched Mateo turn the corner and disappear into the art room. Flander stood alone in the gray hall as the sound of Mateo's footsteps dwindled. As they faded, the sound was excused by the erratic gong inside Flander's chest. It resounded, and the noise bubbled into his throat. He turned around and walked by the lockers. He stopped by them and leaned. His head fell and his eyes closed. His fingers mangled into fists and he slammed the metal door. Pressure formed behind his eyes and liquid emotion fell forth. Flander looked up and groaned. He shook the pain out of his paw as he sniffled.

"What is wrong with me," he said and walked out of the building.

The walk back to his dorm was dotted by weak streetlights. Although the campus was huge, Flander was lucky that his dorm happen to be the first building across the road. He made short work of the path. He'd jogged it so many times on his way to the campus weight room. The strings on his backpack dug into his shoulders as he walked to his dorm. A scowled painted his face. Another sigh and he'd have suffocated. He grabbed his face and lightly smacked himself, asking himself the same question over again.

The stars glittered overhead; their luster slightly diminished from the fluorescent campus lights. One in particular shined brighter than the rest. It grew in intensity until it scorched the air above the campus. It crackled as it soared towards the ground. Flander heard it and looked up. The rock plummeted near him and landed with an explosive bang. The resulting quake made Flander stagger. He looked around. No one was present. He scanned the area around him until he saw a trail of smoke whip between the blackened canopies. His pace, sluggish, hastened to a sprint and he fought through the bramble and made his way into the clearing.

In the center lay a hemispherical impression in the ground. The earth was besmirched with charcoal from the fallen star. The area around the small rock sizzled. Flander saw the smoke waft upwards. He stared at it, then reached for his backpack. He rifled through it to find his phone. With his attention distracted, he did not see a small orifice appear in the bottom of the meteorite. An amorphous ooze leaked from the hole and glided onto the scorched earth.

It waved out and stretched, and in its wake lay a black sheen over the ground. It scurried toward Flander and disappeared behind the curve of the crater just as Flander pulled out his phone. He opened it and went to tap a button when the ooze peaked over the crest of the impression. Like a spider in pursuit it dashed at him. Flander did not see it; night camouflaged it.

The ooze stuck to his shoe and began to expand. Only once it crept up to his ankle and permeated his fur did the rabbit felt an airy grip on his leg. He looked down and his blood froze. His voice fizzled as he tried to scream. His veins tightened and he dropped his phone. He kneel down and threw his paws at the mysterious substance and flailed wildly to remove it. It fissured and dotted his paws. Flander tried to run, to yell for help. His throat closed as the ooze slid from his paws to his neck. The substance penetrated his fur and claimed his legs. He collapsed. For the second time that night, his eyes watered. He keeled as the mass overtook him. The outline of his backpack sent him off to unconsciousness.

He stirred, then welcomed an intense pain raging in his forearms. Flander vibrated. He stumbled to his feet and his head pounded. His vision blurred and he wobbled as though were hammered. He sneered and his teeth chattered. The veins in his arms throbbed, and their song was joined by the sporadic rhythm of his snorts. He felt tall, he felt strong. He felt huge! Flander looked around, the trees seemed shorter. His head spun as he cack-handedly circled the area. His drawstring backpack disappeared under his paw. He looked up. The stars still burned overhead. They twinkled with pulsating continuity. Flander sniffed the air. He caught the whiff of something familiar. Something oily.

His ears snapped the band that held them back and they sprang up. He heard everything with perfect clarity. The sound of the door close, the soft peel of clothes from fur, the showerhead, the flick of the lamp, and the stomp of the window. The tangy musk of the scent titillated his gut. The feeling crawled down and rested in his groin. It twanged, and a strangulating knot formed.

Flander hissed. His large feet carried him across the campus to the dorm. He confront the wall and sank his paws into the side. His muscles tensed as he scaled. A window near the top was all he could see.

Mateo turned to his side and pulled the sheets with him. A soft thud echoed outside his room with a pattern too precise to be accidental. He groaned and rolled his eyes. His fingers coiled around the blanket and he tucked his head underneath. His backpack and laptop lay sprawled across the floor. His canvas and paintbrushes sat adjacent in perfect order. The schipperke continued to grumble to himself as the padding insisted. He knees pulled in as he tried to ignore the sound. It grew louder.

The canid sat up and huffed. He thought for a moment about where the RA's office was, but then the noise stopped. Mateo sighed, a tranquil grin formed on his face and he flopped back onto his bed. Then he heard his window creak. He looked over and he met a hulking mass. Its eyes gleamed with an opaque luster. His heartbeat skyrocketed and he stumbled for the door, but the mass pried open his window and crawled inside before he could escape his blanket. He tried to scream, but the mass' paws covered his mouth. He stared at the form above him; his gut evaporated. His bones were liquid, then the mass locked him down.

The shape leaned in, cradled the schipperke in his paw and sucked on his face. The schipperke recoiled, startled and confused. He felt lips, soft and plushie, stroke his own. The doggo sighed as the mass pulled away. It ears drooped and then its paws released his maw. Mateo gasped. The creature's paws ran down the dog's chest and massaged his bits. Mateo flinched from the tingle. He looked up at the mass, but he could not place its face. The room was too dark.

The hulked rabbit leaned down and licked Mateo. He desire sprung forth in a most aggressive and explorative way. He bit at Mateo's throat gently, then slid his paws under the schipperke's white tee.

Flander resumed some control.

The giant dug his fingers into Mateo's skin and kneaded it like dough. The schipperke moaned and clenched his teeth. The mass held him hostage, switching between frightening and stimulating him. His mind clouded, and his pulsed thudded loudly as marching soldiers. His eyes darted around the room, but his sight was engulfed by the hulk slithering its paw beneath his shirt.

Flander tweaked the schipperke's nip. Mateo snapped. He yelped as the giant's claws dug into his sensitive skin. The giant saw red and he snarled. Mateo whimpered. The rage subsided as Flander resumed control and released Mateo's throat. His paw danced around the tiny pup's nip, circled it and barreled down. The giant's infected fingers scraped like sandpaper against Mateo's chest. He winched and recoiled. Flander pulled back when he saw the schipperke shudder.

The rabbit's arms, trembling with the copious amount of blood rushing therein, moved to Mateo's shirt and pulled up. It flew from his shoulder and draped over the bed like freshly killed carrion. The schipperke shivered as it came off. His throat remained closed. Naught but a few airy peeps escaped his gullet. Flander leaned down and licked, careful to navigate the obstructive contorts of his buck teeth. The cool wiggle stick lashed Mateo's nip, and for the first time since he'd been pinned, the schipperke moaned. The sound made Flander's mouth water. A rumble sprung through his gut.

His veins sizzled, and his biceps flexed. Black ooze seeped from his maw, onto his lips, and down his neck. The liquid glistened on his fur and shone in the dainty moonlight. Mateo saw a shimmery substance around the mass' head, but not much else. His vision blurred. His ears twitched, and his arms rose above his head as the mass attacked his nip. The liquid smeared across Mateo's chest. The sensation stung like rubbing alcohol, then buried into his skin and seared with an icy heat. His fingers clenched, and his back arched. A small howled escaped him. Flander dove onto Mateo's other nip and sucked it. He inhaled the small pink protrusion and drenched it in black ooze. The same freezing lance pierced Mateo. He shuddered, and a small knot poked the mass in the thigh.

Flander felt Mateo's member nudge him through his underwear. He reared and saw it fight through the fabric of Mateo's trunks. His mouth, moist and twitchy, vibrated as the ooze dripped from his teeth and onto the schipperke's groin. The droplet dug through the cotton. Upon contact, Mateo gasped.

Flander drew his paws from Mateo's sides to his hips. He cupped the left side in his pull and hooked his fingers around the cusp of the petite doggo's waistline. As he tugged, the schipperke panted. His tailless ass wriggled in place and wrinkled the sheets. Flander pulled down and exposed him. His inflated cock pulsated along his thigh. The art student moaned as it was freed.

The giant observed the dark spots along the shaft, smirked, and then leaned down. He opened his maw and salivated. The ooze staining his maw dribbled from his two large teeth and splashed against Mateo's skin. Each time a drop fell, the canine shuddered. After the fourth time, Flander grabbed his arms and held him down. The force from which slammed his wrists against the walls. His bones ached, but his bone yearned. The schipperke closed his eyes as the drops plummeted onto him. Flander maintained enough control to let up on Mateo's wrists. He held them in place, but gave the pooch some wiggle room. Upon release, Mateo spread his legs and stared at Flander with an inviting glance. Flander lurched and gulped the dog's cock.

With fervor, the rabbit slid his throat on top of the schipperke's vibrating member. It bounced between the spacious walls of the giant's throat and twinged each time they collided. Flander consumed the meat and lather it in ooze and spit. Mateo groaned. His little fingers dug into the wrinkled sheets and grasped it like the handlebar of a rollercoaster. The muscles in his back eased, but his teeth chilled as he panted through them. His own bubbly mucus pooled in maw and slid down his cheek as Flander sucked him.

The giant slurped Mateo and covered his shaft with the long reaches of his tongue. It tasted oily, and his inner walls jumped off the spongey skin. His gullet grew slick, and he slid all the way down onto Mateo. The schipperke wailed and curled forward. His back curved to accommodate the sensation dominating is groin. It traveled through his shoulders and they fell. Flander's lip did not let up. Mateo's tongue unfurled, and his shut eyes relaxed. A strange peace overtook his body and he felt his toes go numb. He felt back and panted. The dog rocked his hips with the motion of Flander's maw. The numbness morphed into a tingling feeling and climbed his legs, into his groin, and into his chest. The feeling devoured him, and his body ceased resist.

Flander saw the schipperke give in. He felt the tension in Mateo's hips yield, and his desire kicked into overdrive. His muscles, bulging and thick, puffed again and the rabbit lapped the dog's dick with his tongue. He twirled around it and bobbed. He sucked it sweet and combed the ridges with his tongue until the head felt raw. Mateo groan with each successive go-round. A pulse beat lividly in his groin. It emerged from the depth of his crotch and scaled his thighs. It teetered on the rim of his head and burst forward without warning. Flander, momentarily stunned by the fiery liquid that spurt into his maw, gorged on it. He consumed as much as his cheeks would allow and swallowed. The oily texture harbored a familiar taste. He looked down. From the head of Mateo erect schlong drizzled the same dark ooze. It covered his chest and rattled the schipperke with aggressive speed. Mateo shriveled into himself as he cam. An innocent smile crept on his face and reached up to Flander.

The dog grabbed the rabbit's wrist and pulled him down. He whispered into the giant's ear and tucked in his knees. A clear view of the canine's back door greeted Flander. The rabbit, once clothed, tore at his shirt and trousers as though they'd strangled him. His own beating erection stood proud before the entrance to the schipperke's waiting tailhole. Flander sucked his fingers and prodded at Mateo's back door. The art student giggled as he flinched.

Flander pushed one finger inside and pressed down against the inner side of Mateo's wall. The pup wriggled in Flander's embrace. His legs flailed, but Flander did not let up. He inched further in, down to his knuckle, and burrowed into the outer shell of the dog's trigger. Mateo's shrill yowl impaled Flander's sensitive ears. He'd hit the spot. He moved to destroy it.

As Flander wiggled his finger around inside Mateo, his dick hung neglected between his legs. Black ooze replaced pre and pooled in rivulets around the head. They cascaded onto the bed and fell with a lead-heavy thunk. They smeared as Flander moved.

He inserted a second finger into Mateo and carved a path through the schipperke with his nail. The scratch carried down the pup's wall. His body wriggled in place as the pain and pleasure rattled his spine. He bit his lip, and his maw unfurled. His eyes rolled up, and his shoulders jerked. Mateo groaned as the rabbit's fingers danced inside him. The tingling snap coiled up his back and spread through his shoulders. The schipperke wailed; his sparkly teeth shone in the bleeding moonlight.

Flander burrowed his fingers deeper into Mateo. His fat digits suckled his inner walls. The skin squeezed around his fingers and rang with a juicy pop as he moved. The giant shivered, and the dog squealed. Mateo laughed as the rabbit's slobbery fingers emerged from his ass. The same oily substance dribbled from them and cascaded onto the white comforter. The giant shifted his legs. He angled his throbbing erection precariously before Mateo's back door and drooled. The black rivulets bombarded the schipperke. The same icy sting returned with each drop. Mateo shivered as he embraced the chill. Flander pressed his head against Mateo's tailhole. The tiny doggo winched as the rabbit engorged head prodded his ass. He stared up at the ceiling as Flander poked him.

Mateo looked at the mass overtaking him. The face was blurry, but he saw glimmery eyes protrude through the sludge. His teeth chattered as the ooze paralyzed him, and he reached out. Flander stood still as he watched the schipperke reached out to him. The pup grasped the giant's wrist and let his head fall back. He grinned. Flander understood. He bent down and wiped his knuckle around the outside of Mateo's tailhole. The schipperke groaned. The sweet noise rallied Flander's inflated cock to action. He drooled over the entrance and rubbed in the ooze. Mateo's ass was overtaken by a burning monopoly.

The Flemish giant rushed in. Half his cock slid into Mateo as the schipperke grunted. The space filled rapidly, and his lower half tensed. The tunnel conformed to Flander's girth. He slid inside further, about a fourth of the way, and his teeth grinded. Flander growled as the sensation finally permeated his growth. His veins bubbled, and the dizziness he'd fought crept up and his senses took hold. He looked down, saw Mateo on his back with his knees pulled into his chest. The black and chocolate schipperke lay with his head flopped against the pillow and his arms pulled into his chest. Flander looked down and saw what resembled his own body, but bigger. His biceps pulsated, and his cock more so. He couldn't see half of it. It was buried deeply into Mateo's ass.

The rabbit shook his head and snorted. He grabbed Mateo and turned him over. The pup whimpered as the giant flipped him onto his back. Flander closed the distance between their body and pressed himself forcefully against Mateo. The base of his cock slapped Mateo in the ass. Mateo screamed. His fingers scrunched against the fabric as the rabbit plowed him. The ooze smeared throughout his insides and rattled him. The tingle harmonized with the heat and fullness Flander provided. The rabbit pressed hard inside the schipperke and bounced his hips in rhythm with the petite pup's jerks. As he slammed, so did Mateo moan. The synchronicity of the pleasure radiated inside Mateo. His arms vibrated then felt numb, and soon they flopped underneath him as Flander picked his ass up and straddled his hips within his paws. The rabbit rammed him hard and pushed inside down to his groin. The sphere seared inside him and Flander elicited from Mateo yet another wail. The schipperke rocked the bed. His tiny body made the headboard rock. With Flander's movements, the wooden frame slapped the wall. The musical tapping fused with the sounds of the pair and bled underneath the dorm door.

Mateo couldn't keep his mouth closed. His eyes hung heavy and his arms refused to obey. His lower half was almost completely numb, save his ass with received a right pounding from the largest mass he'd ever witnessed. Flander, for his own part, kept with his pace. He slide into Mateo, wriggled around inside until the schipperke moaned from a tantalized prostate, then slid out. He enjoyed feeling Mateo winch whenever he waited to reenter. The shudder that preceded his slam titillated Flander almost as much as Mateo's walls. The rabbit panted as he rode Mateo. His hips, energized by the adrenaline, rocked in rapid successive movements. He buried himself into Mateo and flung himself out. A number of times, once he'd maintained himself, he'd slide out, massage the schipperke's back, and then burrow inside him without warning. The sudden lurch Mateo yielded made the giant's cheeks burn.

He reached down and grabbed the schipperke by the neck. He pressed his face into the dog's shoulder and listened as he dominated the pup's ass. He heard the blood rush through the dog's neck, up through his cheeks, and the mucus pool in his maw. The thick waves that swelled too much collected by the edge of the schipperke's tooth and drizzled from his lower lip. They lowered onto the bed in sticky ropes like spider silk. The bulk of it fell from Mateo's maw as Flander grazed the pup's spine with his lips and then thrust inside him once again. Each time, Mateo's head bounced. He tried to hold it straight, but the sudden movements toppled what support he could manage and made his head bobble. The pup laid on the bed, chest to the mattress and ass presented to his dom. His groans continued to pop throughout the room. Flander wheezed as his groin tensed. His head dilated, and he could feel pressure build in his loins.

The schipperke panted until he felt lightheaded. The adrenaline combined with the ooze rattled his body to exhaustion. By the time he felt a bulge form as the base of his dominator's groin, he was too fatigued to resist. Mateo's veins sang as blood rushed through them, and his tongue flopped dainty out the side of his maw. He reared his head invitingly, an opportunity Flander seized. Flander fought the urge building inside him. His shaft swelled as a frightful intensity burned inside him. He buried himself into Mateo's ass once more, then hunched forward and wrangled the schipperke's hips as he eyes rolled back.

His torpedoes sprung forth and decorated the inner walls of Mateo's ass. The volume became too much and Flander retreated and splashed himself over Mateo's back. The heat singed his fur as the ooze sizzled across his spine. Flander roared. The lamp on Mateo's desk vibrated from the sound. Mateo whimpered and buried his face into the sheets as the rabbit emptied himself onto him. He felt the black lances burst from the rabbit's head and strike him above his head, on his shoulders, and down his arms. The mess reached the corners of the bed and sloshed as Mateo wriggled from the fading sensation. The ooze gushed from Flander as the rabbit convulsed in obedience to the feeling. He keeled and hunched over Mateo and let his engorged cock throb against the schipperke's back. Mateo reached up and wrapped his paw around Flander's bicep. He held onto it as the remnants of Flander's army invaded Mateo's space.

Flander cam one final time. This time he rubbed the head until a trickle spurt from his cock and invaded the walls of Mateo's ass. The oily blackness ran down Mateo's crack and stained his fur as it traveled. Mateo gasped as the heat yielded to the cool air of his dorm. He felt it steam, and the temperature kneaded his muscles. His back eased and his head flopped over. His ear twitched, and Flander watched the schipperke curl up. The schipperke's own floppy erection lay sprawled against the bed dripping with ooze.

Flander shook his head and a migraine assaulted him. He staggered and fell off the bed. His head throbbed as a searing pain coursed through his body. It locked him against the far wall of Mateo's room as it took hold. It travelled through his head, down his shoulders, and stabbed his arms and legs. Flander cried as the pain claimed him, and then the next moment it began to fade.

The Flemish giant opened his eyes. His paws shook, but the feeling had diminished. He looked down. He sat upright against Mateo's far wall, bullock naked. The schipperke's backpack and paper lay in the corner by his bed. The yellow light from the hallway crept into the room. Flander's eyes widened and he stood up. His dong flopped around, and he hastened to put his pants on. They had a deep gash down the front, but they still fit. He threw on his turtleneck and looked around for his backpack.

He turned and saw Mateo. The schipperke's naked body shivered in the autumnal chill. Flander grabbed the blanket and pulled it over Mateo. He watched the pup sighed and snuggle into the blanket's embrace. He looked around and observed the scattered clothes, pillows, and sheets that had been jostled during their dance. Flander blushed. He bent down to grab some of Mateo's things and put them on the desk where he assumed they belong. He looked over at the clock, and rolled his eyes as he resigned himself to his all-nighter.

...

Flander walked through the Humanities Hall to the art room. Mateo was always there between classes working on his latest project. The giant knew it was the ideal time to hand back the notes. As he walked down the hall, his heartrate ascended. Images of the previous night emerged from the recesses of his mind and baffled him. He'd checked the path to campus in the morning after being denied the luxury of a good sleep. He'd picked up his drawstring back from the clearing, but the crater had vanished.

The rabbit tossed the pictures around in his mind until he reached the bolted door of the art room. His shoulders dropped, and he tapped on the door with his claw. The bolt twisted, and from inside emerged the schipperke.

Mateo stared at him for a moment, raised a brow and ushered him inside. Flander peeled his bag from his shoulder, then noticed Mateo's canvas. He painted a starry night sky.

"I have your notes," said Flander.

"I figured. You can just leave them by my bag."

"Okay," retorted the rabbit. He rifled through his bag as Mateo sat on his stool. His voice echoed in the spacious room.

"Hey, did you hear about that meteor last night?" Flander's fingers froze.

"M-Meteor? Uh, what meteor?"

"Student have been talking about it all morning. Said they saw a meteorite fly over the campus last night. No one got footage of it, though. And you know what's weirder?" Flander shook his head. "A couple of them said they saw a giant blur running around campus. Police were called, but no one could find anything." Mateo faced scrunched as he picked up his brushed and pushed it into his palette. Flander resumed his search for the notes but noticed Mateo's puzzled expression. He pulled the notes out of his bag, and set them down as instructed.

"Hey, is everything okay, Mateo?" The schipperke didn't respond. "You seem a little...miffed."

The black and brown doggo shrugged his shoulders. "Just had a weird dream is all. Been thinking about it all morning."

"What was it about?" asked Flander. The schipperke blushed.

"Nothing. I just don't usually remember my dreams is all. Plus when I woke up, my stuff was all over the place. Nothing was missing, but still..."

"Shit, did you talk to the RA?" asked Flander. Mateo shook his head. Flander's eyes bulged and stepped back towards the door. "I set your notes by your bag."

"Thanks," said Mateo.

"No problem," said Flander in return. "You always take good notes. I appreciate you've let me borrow them so many times."

"Have you thought about what I said?"

Flander nodded. "Yeah, I think I should probably get some glasses." The rabbit looked down. His ear twitched and he stared at Mateo. "Hey, uh, Mateo,"

"Yeah," said the schipperke as he turned around and reached for his palette.

"I was thinking, maybe you could come with me?" His heart jumped through his chest. His teeth chatter as Mateo turned around. The art student stared at him and blinked.

"To get glasses?" said Mateo. To which Flander sheepishly nodded.

"Yeah, I mean...I've never gotten a pair before. And since you have them, I figured you can give a second opinion. And then, maybe afterwards we can," he stuttered. He inhaled and sighed. He looked Mateo straight in the eye. He imagined the pup clothes off, pitifully presenting his ass to the once mad rabbit. He shook his head and giggled at the incredulous thought. "I figured we could grab some food. My treat?"

Mateo stared at the Flemish giant and before a minute passed, he smiled. "Okay. Sure. When are you free?"

Flander's cheeks buzzed and he smiled. "C-Can I have your number? Coach is a bit fickle with the schedule, so it changes week to week."

Mateo nodded. "Sure. Here." They exchanged numbers and the schipperke picked up his palette. He looked at Flander and grinned. "Guess I'll see you then."

"Yeah, see you then."

Flander turned around and walked out of the art room. He looked over his shoulder and he walked through the door. Mateo watched him. He smiled and shut the door behind him. He sighed and fist pumped. He tap danced through the hall as he made his way to the exit. He smiled and whistled as the sliding doors opened in front of him. He looked outside. Flander thought it was quite nice out.

Through a holographic projection, Flander's exit was observed by two beings clad in pearly white zero suits. They looked at each other through their visors and one smiled. Their voice filled the deck of their space craft. Earth lingered in the distance beyond the observation desk.

"I do believe this means we can proceed with the next phase of testing. Our synthetic appears to manifest perfectly, though with some admittedly...unexpected results."

The other being waved their appendage. "Unexpected, but not unwelcomed. I believe we can use this side effect to our advantage. Polym!" they called.

A similarly tightly packed creature sauntered down the declined ramp to the observers. They held their arms above their heads and bent down. "Yes, chief?"

"Ready an ounce of the necramor. And prepare the drifter for injection. We have a new experiment underway."