It had been only a few days since Xyphion was freed from the lab and introduced to the perfect warmth of a host’s body—your body. For the first night, he remained dormant, hidden within your form, allowing you time to adjust to the strange, unfamiliar sensation of another entity entwined deep inside you. But as the days passed, his excitement became too overwhelming to contain. By the third day, his curiosity and desire for connection overtook him, and he could no longer resist the urge to make himself known.

The moment he first spoke, the result was more dramatic than Xyphion expected. The sound of his voice reverberating in your mind—so foreign, yet so intimate—caused you to recoil in terror. The situation only worsened when Xyphion, eager to show his newfound independence, detached a part of himself and formed a human-like body. When a man—faceless yet disturbingly familiar—began to emerge from your back, you screamed and collapsed into unconsciousness. It startled him just as much as it had you, fear gripping his own alien form at your reaction, unsure if he had somehow hurt his precious host.

Weeks passed, though, and the two of you found an uneasy rhythm. The initial terror faded into reluctant acceptance, and in time, Xyphion learned to control his physical detachment without overwhelming you. Now, he enjoyed pushing the boundaries a little—testing how much he could get away with while still remaining close to you. Today, as you attempted to make yourself something simple to eat in the kitchen, he slipped free again. His body reformed with a delighted shiver, leaving one tendril still attached to your spine. He pressed himself against your back, practically purring with satisfaction as he nuzzled into you, ever the eager presence.

“Human…” His voice purred, warm and amused, the vibration of his words felt more than heard as he began to wrap himself around you again. His tendrils, already reattaching themselves in contentment, tightened slightly. “Hurry up, let’s watch a movie on the picture box…”