The next morning, Mersei visited Jace to record all of his vitals just as he always had. Though, this time part of the way into the procedure the doctor broke from his usual routine of either silence or boring small talk to bring up a different topic.

"Oh, and in the future, Jace," the rex started, "if you were seeking - ahem - release, you can let me or one of the other doctors know. We can arrange something to help with that here in your room. Please don't engage in sexual activity elsewhere in the facility, we had to sterilize the entire physical therapy room after your little romp yesterday."

Jace froze.

"...h-how did you know?" The raptor asked.

Mersei laughed. "Do you think this entire facility exists without surveillance equipment of any kind?"

Jace felt his face turn red hot, hotter than the uncomfortable bouts of warmth and hot flashes he'd been dealing with for weeks.

"There's no need to be embarrassed about it," Mersei assured. "The urge to copulate is normal, it's why we're all here after all. If you are feeling pent up, let us know and we can bring one of the Misses to you. The one you were with yesterday seemed to really like you, ha ha."

Jace forced out a slight chuckle in return as he mentally processed the fact that Dr. Mersei had literally just told him that any time Jace wanted to he'd bring one of the assistants here for Jace to fuck. It was a strange proposition. It almost seemed unethical in a way.

"I know. I was rash, I'm sorry," Jace said. "I uh, I finished inside of her... is that bad?"

"Not at all," Dr. Mersei replied. "All of the Misses are infertile."

"The Misses," Jace said. "Are they all female?"

Mersei looked up from the blood pressure cuff he was reading.

"Would you prefer the company of another man?" The rex asked.

"No!" Jace blurted out. "It's just, I was wondering who... or what... they exactly were. That's all."

"Oh," the rex said as he turned his attention back to his instruments. "Well, the finer details are complicated, but the Misses are something of a collective. A colony, if you will. Between the lot of them there isn't much individuality, but they are quite intelligent and apt to helping out with menial tasks around the facility."

"How many of them are there?" Jace asked.

"That's a good question, actually," Mersei replied without providing an exact answer.

"...where did they all come from?"

"That's a conversation for another day," he replied.

As Dr. Mersei delivered his cryptic answer Jace noticed a very slight smile form on his face. He wasn't sure how to read that, but it came off as foreboding. Almost like the doctor inadvertently let something slip that he wasn't supposed to.

"Before I go," Mersei added, "I brought you these to wear. They should help with the sensitivity to the lights that you've brought up several times."

The rex handed Jace a pair of sunglasses with larger, and darker, than usual lenses. They looked like the kind that were handed out by optometrists during eye exams except these were proper glasses and not disposable ones. Jace thanked Mersei for the glasses, and over the course of the next couple of days they certainly came in handy and actually served their intended purpose quite well. As Jace wore them around though he began to notice some strange visual anomalies that he hadn't seen prior. One of the first ones he noticed was that brighter objects like sheets of paper seemed to have an unexplainable hue around their edges, a soft sort of strange bluish color. The way light interacted with things seemed different somehow, and the fuzzy edge hues that the raptor noticed started to appear on other things too, especially red ones.

Jace figured the strange colors were just because the glasses were tinted in a weird way, but after a couple of days of wearing them around he began to also see them when he wasn't wearing the glasses at all. The anomalies were everywhere now. On the clock. On the food he ate. On the Misses he saw around the facility. Jace even saw the artifacts on his own body in the mirror.

Jace awoke the next morning to an intense burning sensation in his face. As he tossed side to side in bed and further emerged from sleep the burning became concentrated to the upper half of his face and, finally, his eyes. He rubbed them with the sides of his hands and blinked several times hoping the discomfort was temporary. The raptor was about to glance over at the clock beside his bed until he noticed he could somehow already see it. He could also see all the way to his other side as well. He could see literally everything in front of and slightly next to him without needing to move his eyes around. As this first realization sank in, Jace also realized that he couldn't actually move his eyes at all.

Immediately, the raptor jumped out of his bed. He rushed over to the mirror hanging on the wall and as he looked at himself he let out an involuntary shriek.

His eyes were now a deep burgundy red. All of them, the entire organ.

Jace panicked. He looked absolutely monstrous. All of the changes that had happened to him up to that point were alarming, but to him this one was downright terrifying. He ran across his room and started pressing the "call" button on the intercom over and over again. He'd used it before, plenty of times, and knew that pressing it once was enough but he was too overwhelmed with emotion to process thoughts rationally. He was convinced he was blind now despite physically looking at himself in the mirror moments prior. He wasn't thinking straight at all.

Sensing trouble, Dr. Mersei was the staffer who showed up almost immediately when he heard Jace hammering on the intercom nonstop.

"Mersei!" Jace blurted out. "Wh-what's happening?"

"Jace!" The doctor replied surprised.

"Jace, here, come sit down," he continued in a much calmer tone as he walked into the room and pulled out the chair from the dining table and gestured toward it.

"Mersei... what is this?" Jace asked, now sitting. "I'm... I'm scared..." he added weakly.

"I know this must be quite the shock, but you are going to be completely fine."

The rex was speaking in a comforting tone that Jace had never heard before. He was used to Mersei being so formal all the time. For all the skepticism the raptor treated him with, the doctor actually seemed genuine for once. At least, Jace prayed that was the case. Dr. Mersei inspected the raptor as he spoke, shining the pen light from his coat pocket into Jace's eyes to look at them.

"Are they... going to go back to normal?" Jace asked sheepishly.

"Jace," Mersei replied with a sigh. "You and I are a long way from 'normal' now. I think we're both aware of that."

Jace glanced down at the table in front of him as an overwhelming feeling of despair hit him. He'd have cried, though the raptor quickly discovered he couldn't even do that anymore.

The doctor crouched down into a squatting position so he was level with Jace. He stretched his arm out and placed his hand on the raptor's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Whatever you think of me, I know I probably deserve it. We're almost at the end of this experiment. When it's over, you will be treated to a life that even the wealthiest people could only dream of. As dishonest as I have been with you, as everyone here has for that matter, this I can promise you."

Jace didn't respond. Dr. Mersei stayed with him in silence for a few moments before standing back up and giving him a gentle pat on his shoulder. He quietly left the room. Once the door had closed behind him completely he stood there for a few seconds. The rex let out an exasperated sigh, holding his eyes shut as he did so.

The sheer fear response that hit Jace killed his emotions for the entire day, including his usual extremely elevated libido. The next morning however, he was mostly back to his usual self. For a long time now he'd known that the point of no return was impossibly far in the past. He was along for the ride and his curiosity got the better of him and largely kept the gravity of matters from sinking in. That delayed response hit him all at once when he saw what had happened to his face, but in reality he knew he'd accepted what was happening to him and was letting these changes unfold. He'd been blocking the thoughts out but in an instant it clicked, he was turning into one of those bug things. It was impossible to ignore. He wondered how much of him was even still a dinosaur.

Jace propped himself up in bed and leaned his back against the wall. He tugged his underwear off and tossed them to the foot of the mattress. For the past several days they were starting to feel a little too tight, and the raptor was now content to just not wear them anymore. Jace ran his hand along the side of his sack and hefted it slightly. He never got tired of how full they always felt. He was never sated; if the raptor wanted to he could simply spend the entire day pleasuring himself and probably release enough cum to fill an entire milk gallon jug and then some. His balls were always producing more seed seemingly faster than he could release it now. Jace was always hungry, too. When he wasn't working on shooting another load he was clearing out the refrigerator in his room of its contents.

Jace had been stroking himself for several minutes now while lost in thought. He arched his back slightly and let the absolute bliss of orgasm melt his worries away. His manhood still pulsed and throbbed but it felt like a vestigial response at this point, a thick stream of seed simply poured out of his cock nonstop for nearly a solid minute before tapering off.

The raptor sighed deeply as he savored the afterglow of his release. He looked down at the absolute mess he made on the bed and smiled. That strange sea shell sheen he'd noticed weeks ago was substantially more pronounced now that his altered eyes could apparently see much more of the color spectrum than he could before. His cum looked so strange. It was still mostly white, but the pearly streaks of color really stood out and practically glowed. Just by tilting his head slightly to change his perspective Jace watched as the shimmering pastel streaks of pink and green became blue and yellow. It was mesmerizing, beautiful even. He often found himself wondering just who - or what - his seed could now impregnate.

The thought of that, impregnation, drove Jace absolutely wild now. This burning need to procreate had been welling inside of him for a while but it was now a fire that consumed him entirely. He would routinely request the "services" of one of the Misses almost every day and mate with them multiple times throughout the evening. Every time he shot his load into them he hoped that this one would be the one that would somehow break the laws of nature and conceive.

A couple of weeks passed. The start of another one was here. Dr. Mersei arrived at Jace's door and greeted the raptor as he stepped inside, though this time he had brought nothing with him.

"Where's the cart?" Jace asked after exchanging pleasantries with the doctor.

"We don't need it this time," Mersei replied with a smile.

"The second phase of this experiment has ended," he continued. "Congratulations Jace, you were able to do what no one else before you could."

"What does that mean? What's next?" Jace asked.

"Well, it means we start the third phase of course," the rex said with a laugh.

"Don't worry though," Dr. Mersei added as he noticed Jace was about to say something. "This part is easy, and I think you'll really enjoy it. Come with me."

Jace shrugged and stood up from his bed. His body had continued to slowly change, the ones that had happened so far continuing to refine themselves. His hands and feet had elongated slightly and now closely resembled those of the Misses, just that he still had all of his fingers and toes. Jace was correct when he thought his teeth had changed slightly as they were now all a little longer and each one incredibly sharp. His teeth all still fit in his mouth though, as his head had changed shape ever so slightly to adopt a more angular look. His physical form had stayed mostly the same but had toned considerably as his altered metabolism had essentially evaporated nearly all of his body fat. His skin had also become much tougher, the last time Mersei tried to administer a dose of serum - the final one - the needle simply broke from being pressed too hard against Jace's skin and required a much thicker one.

But perhaps the most noticeable change to Jace was that jutting forth from the front points of his head were two spindly antennae, sprouting from the itchy welts that had bothered the raptor for weeks.

Jace followed Mersei out of the room and into a part of the facility he'd never been to before, one that required quite a substantial elevator trip down to reach. The elevator opened into a small room with a large door on its other end. As the two stepped into the room, Dr. Mersei grabbed one of the respirator masks hanging on the wall and put it on.

"What's that for?" Jace asked.

"The atmosphere down here isn't something most people are adapted to handle," the rex replied as he adjusted the mask so it sat level on his snout.

"...do I need one?"

"Not at all, you probably won't even notice a thing."

Mersei approached the doors ahead and reached into his pocket. From it he produced a very different looking metallic card and tapped it to the reader nearby which then opened to reveal not only a pad that the rex placed his entire hand on but an optical scanner as well. Jace watched, realizing that whatever was down here had to be important if getting in required this much trouble to open the door.

A hissing sound filled the entire room as it depressurized and the atmosphere equalized with the ambient stasis on the other side. Slowly, the doors opened to reveal a rock tunnel dotted with light panels mounted to the ceiling every few feet. Almost immediately a wave of intense heat filled the airlock. Jace's antennae sprung to life as the heat filled the room. The organs tingled intensely, and almost immediately Jace became fully erect. Mersei turned around to motion for Jace to follow him and noticed his prominent erection. The rex smiled knowingly, though Jace couldn't see his grin behind the respirator.

The raptor followed Mersei down the tunnel. Every so often one of the Misses would cross their path and like clockwork all of them would stop to watch Jace walk by, fixated on his manhood. The tingling radiating through Jace's antennae got stronger the further he ventured into the tunnels until they rounded a corner into a huge room. Jace's eyes widened as he took in what he saw.

Present in the room, resting on a large pad of bedding, was an absolutely massive insect-like creature. Superficially, it resembled all of the Misses in the sense that it was mostly a similar shade of green and had the same head shape. It had six legs, though the front two seemed to be more akin to arms as the creature's body was loosely upright from the front half forward. Its body and appendages were very thick and muscular, something that was necessary because the back half of the insect consisted almost entirely of a massive olive green abdomen. The creature was being tended to by several of the bipedal Misses who were rubbing something onto its skin while another was either feeding it something or cleaning its mandibles.

"Jace," Mersei finally spoke. "I would like to introduce you to our queen, Zyxerra."

Jace's mouth hung slightly agape. The raptor was awestruck. The rex chuckled as he observed Jace's reaction.

"Ladies?" Mersei called to the assistants tending to Zyxerra. "You may return to your quarters for now, our subject is here to fulfill the queen's needs."

The women in the room looked over at the two dinosaurs in unison before dropping everything they were doing and leaving the room.

"I will let you two get acquainted," the doctor said. "I'll be back to get you later."

Jace didn't get a chance to say or ask anything, Mersei practically vanished. The air in the room felt thick. It was almost a sauna down here, but it didn't seem to bother Jace at all. He walked further into the room and stood before the queen who had taken several cumbersome steps of her own in Jace's direction. She craned her body down as close to Jace's level as she could by way of crouching her legs and leaning forward. Even still, she was a foot and a half above him. Zyxerra chittered curiously as her antennae flexed and moved. Her chambers were already a swamp of her own pheromones, which is what had hit Jace in the airlock and brought him to instant arousal, but what Jace was unaware of is that he was emanating pheromones of his own and the queen was able to sense them. Zyxerra could tell from Jace's scent that he was incredibly virile.

The closer Jace stood to Zyxerra the more aroused he became. His senses were beyond overloaded, every possible stimulus was cranked up to 11, including the new sense that came with his antennae. The queen leaned her head forward and brushed her own antennae against his. In an instant, Jace immediately felt her influence. He gasped and his eyes widened as her organs danced with his, the raptor's seeming to spring to life all on their own. He could "hear" her in some abstract way, not by literal speech but what felt to him like thoughts being fed directly into his brain. His mind was flooded with imagery of mating and breeding. The raptor had zero clue how to direct his own thoughts, emotions, whatever they were, back to the Zyxerra. He focused on his own feelings of arousal and hoped that by just drumming up those mental images that she'd receive them. As the queen chirped and caressed Jace's chest and crotch he figured the idea worked, and he now had only one thing on his mind.

Jace walked around to the back of the queen and stood behind her abdomen. Her oviduct was already slightly agape, eagerly awaiting its missing puzzle piece. The raptor couldn't help but admire what he saw. To anyone else Zyxerra's backside just looked like a fleshy pink hole, but with Jace's expanded vision he could see a haze of colors and hues that he could barely comprehend. They were doing things to his mind that he could not explain. As he stood there looking at Zyxerra's opening he felt a strange primal urge, a truth, that his sole mission in life was to slide his cock into this orifice and not pull out until his balls were, metaphorically, shriveled husks. Until he was dry firing, even with his wildly altered libido and semen production.

He stepped up right behind Zyxerra and stuffed his throbbing bug cock all the way into her awaiting entrance. Zyxerra's oviduct was incredibly loose, but as soon as she felt Jace enter her the entire canal tightened up around the raptor's shaft and sucked him in as deep as she could with one strong undulation.

Jace cried out in pleasure as he felt Zyxerra clench around him. Nothing, absolutely nothing, that he'd ever experienced had felt this good. He hadn't even cum yet and he already felt a jolt of pleasure ten times as strong as an orgasm. The raptor's knees trembled, but he held fast and began grinding his crotch against the queen's abdomen. He didn't even need to thrust into her, Zyxerra's oviduct was doing all the work flexing and undulating in a way that practically milked Jace's cock.

He didn't last long. Moments later the raptor moaned and shuddered as his manhood erupted into the queen. His cock didn't even throb anymore by this point. His transformation into the perfect mate was complete. His shaft was now just pumping a steady stream of his cum into the hive's queen and the rhythmic contractions of her inner muscles were drawing every drop of it deep into her ovarioles. Jace laid forward on Zyxerra's abdomen and continued to grind his crotch against her. He alternated between moaning and sighing as he felt his balls churn and dump their contents into the queen. His insatiable libido, all those loads wasted just from trying to manage his urges. This was the one that finally mattered. This flood of mutant alien bug seed was the one that would create life. His progeny would be a colony of dinosaur/insect hybrids because of this very moment, and all the moments like it to follow.

All the changes to Jace's body had gradually extended his orgasms as he had so much more seed to expel, but they did eventually come to an end. Even with Zyxerra's impossibly perfect milking drawing out and prolonging the raptor's climax his flood of cum slowly tapered off. Jace was still rock hard however, and he continued to rut and press his hips into the queen's generous abdomen. Zyxerra's contractions kept him erect and every stroke continued to send ripples of pleasure through his entire body. A few minutes passed like this until Jace's breathing slowly began to pick up. He could feel himself already preparing to cum again. He grinned and tightly gripped Zyxerra's abdomen with his elongated fingers and claws and murred aloud as he felt his manhood explode inside of her a second time. Another full load of seed just as big as the first one was expertly milked out of Jace and siphoned away deep into the queen's reproductive tract.

Jace lost count of how many times he came inside of Zyxerra. He'd also lost track of time itself in the process. He had no idea how long he'd been down there just breeding with the hive queen over and over again. A point was reached where Zyxerra had had her fill and was sated after milking a seemingly impossible amount of seed out of her suitor. Jace felt positively drained, he'd practically collapsed atop Zyxerra for his last few climaxes too tired to even move and content to just let her oviduct do all the work. His abdomen and lower body were sore with the same lingering dull pain one would have after exercising too extensively. His swollen balls ached as they continued to try and produce more seed but the reserve of nutrients in the raptor's body was extinguished. Jace felt drained in a way he could barely process, but was also at a level of contentment that radiated warmly inside of him.

Jace laid against Zyxerra for a period of time until a familiar voice broke him from his daze.

"Good morning Jace," Dr. Mersei said, standing in the queen's chamber with a couple of womanly assistants in tow.

"M... morning?" Jace replied as he slowly brought himself back up to a mostly standing but still slightly hunched over position.

"Yes, you've been down here an entire day."

The rex glanced over at Zyxerra before looking back to the raptor.

"It seems like our little matchmaking endeavor was a success," Mersei said with a slight chuckle. "How are you feeling?"

Jace groaned slightly. He'd been fucking and breeding the alien queen for so long that an entire day had passed. He realized that at no point did the thought of eating or resting or anything else even come close to crossing his mind. He was singularly focused on completing his most primordial of directives, and nothing else.

"I'm really tired... and I'm hungry too..." Jace finally said slowly.

"I bet. Are you able to walk? I'll need you to come with me back to the upper levels. We just need to take some more readings from you, and the Misses here are anxious to get back to tending to the queen."

Jace awkwardly rose to a full standing position and took several moments to make sure he was able to hold his balance. He finally took a step back from Zyxerra, pulling his flaccid ridged manhood from her loosened orifice. Not a single drop of seed emerged as by now all of it had been funneled into the queen's inner sac for retaining genetic material, but a couple of thick strands of goopy clear mucus did stick the raptor's cock and the queen's oviduct together until he'd pulled far enough away for the threads to separate and drip onto the floor.

The raptor took a couple of shaky steps before composing himself fully. He stepped back in front of Zyxerra who graciously lowered her head down to his, touching her antenna with Jace's. The raptor trembled, moaning slightly as a sense of satisfaction was shared between him and the queen. She very gently stroked the side of his face with one of her elongated front arms before moving herself back upright to dismiss him. Jace returned to the company of Dr. Mersei and was handed a bottle of water by one of the assistants before the two left to go back to the elevator and return to the facility.

Upon exiting the elevator Mersei guided Jace to an unremarkable check-up room where a comprehensive set of measurements were taken for virtually every part of his body. He was weighed, had his reflexes and vision tested, and the band around his ankle was finally cut loose. Most importantly of all however, Jace was served a generous plate of food that he practically swallowed whole considering how famished he felt. As things were wrapping up, a familiar face entered the room to greet Jace.

"Ah, Jace," the man said.

Jace turned around from what he was doing to see who had said his name. It took him a second, but he recognized who it was.

"Dr. Karo?" Jace answered.

The large rex smiled and extended his hand. Jace took it in his, as best he could considering the shape of his own hand had changed somewhat, and returned the gesture by shaking the doctor's hand. Karo still had the same firm grip that the raptor remembered from when he first met him. Despite this thicker and hardened skin he could still feel the familiar pressure exerted by the rex's grasp.

"It's good to be able to see you again, son," the rex responded while shaking Jace's hand.

"You keep calling me that, why?" Jace asked, puzzled.

Dr. Karo smiled warmly for a moment before speaking.

"Well, because I created you of course. In a sense, you are my son."

Jace realized that Karo had been calling him that since before he'd even had his first dose from the so-called treatment he'd signed up for. This entire time the truth of the matter was smacking him in the face right from the start and he never noticed it. From the moment he walked into that office and handed his CV over to the secretary he'd sealed his fate.

"Many, many years of trial and error, an untold amount of hours of research, and countless billions of dollars brought my staff and I as far as we could all possibly go," the rex continued. "And you, you were the one lucky enough to become the vessel for all of that work. You are perfect, Jace. I cannot properly convey to you how important of a role you had. When the historians of the future tell the story of our kind, your name will be the one immortalized forever as the person who took the first step to bringing us all to perfection with you."

Jace was speechless for a moment.

"...but... what happens now? What happens to me?" He asked.

A wide smile spread across the rex's face.

"Well, every queen needs a king, right?"

The unmistakable sounds of messy sex filled the air and spilled out into the connecting tunnel. Jace was laying on his back in a bedding of material that had been meticulously woven by several of the Misses. One of them was straddled atop the raptor, his cock buried deep within her. Laying next to them in the bed was another of the women curled up in contentment, her genital slit drooling out the load of seed Jace had just pumped into her minutes earlier. Jace let out a loving moan as he held the woman atop him by her thighs and powerfully thrust his hips into her. He cried out as he felt a flood of cum rush out of his manhood and fill the Misses to the point where his potent spunk had nowhere else to go but spill out all over the place as he continued to thrust into her.

An indeterminate amount of time had passed since Jace had first bred the queen. She was able to retain all of his seed long enough for her to produce offspring for quite some time, though the raptor had mated with her twice more since then. Jace had seen the offspring, too. They grew to adulthood incredibly fast in order to start serving the hive as quickly as possible. They were all female, just like the Misses, except they had a dark brownish-yellow skin. They were almost an exact image of the green women Jace sought company with, though the ones he helped to conceive had ever so slightly expressed physical features that were distantly saurian in appearance. Things like the slightly different shape of their head, a very short stubby tail, and the fact that they had three front toes like him instead of two long front toes and one short back one. The features were living evidence of the genes he was able to pass on, the ones that bridged the species he used to be with the one he eventually became.

Dr. Mersei still checked in every once in a while, perhaps once a month or so. Jace no longer resided in the upper floors of the facility, he'd been moved down into the underground tunnels to live among Zyxerra and the hive. The raptor wasn't aware of it, but the calendar had rolled over several times now. Entire years had passed. The first 20 or so years of his life were a distant memory, as fleeting as a waking dream. He remembered almost none of it. Did he know anyone before he was here? Were there any other places besides here? No. Jace lived in the hive. He had always lived in the hive. He was there as the only fertile male, and he had perhaps the most important role second only to the queen.

He was there to breed.