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The Musk of the Xeno

Written By: Anonymous

Adult

Sasha was a timid Janitor. She spent most her time working silently to herself as the days pasted on the station. She watched the security pass by, the medics revieve the injured, the engineers and scientists work hard and the clowns honk, but no one ever stopped to watch her. She was all alone on the station. No one understood her or even knew her name. She spent many months on the station working hard by herself. Cleaning the blood and the vomit of all the station goers. Nobody ever really gave her direction, they only expected the halls to look clean."They said I would find success in the station. They said I would find love like everyone else!" She thought to herself as she cleaned upa creampie a clown had thrown in front of medical. As she walked back to medical a single tear ran down her face. She wished she had someone who could take care of her needs. Not finacially, but as a person. She strived to be social, but her purple jump suit and smell of cleaning products just turned all suitors and friends away.She walked back to the Janicloset and threw her mop down. She sat down on the middle of the floor and started to weep. As she wiped the tears from her face she heard a sound coming from the maintainence tunnels. She hadn't been in there much on her own. The sound of metal screeching and a shuttering hiss grew behind the door. She stood up her heart pounding as the noise grew louder.Bam! A hole busted open through the door as a xenomorph stuck it's head in. Sasha Started to scream as the boney alien beast squirmed it's skinny yet large body through the door. She tried backing up but the alien pounced on her, it's large hands wrapping around her body and holding her and pressing her up against the wall.Sasha closed her eyes and thought she was dead, but a minute past and she was still there with the beast. She opened her eyes up and saw the massive alien smelling her over. The xenomorph stuck it's head against her body and rubbed itself against her. The aggressive nature of the beast seeming to disapear."Good boy" She said as she rested her hand on his head. The smell of the alien itself being that of bleach and other vicious chemicals.