Staggering around for a while as the alien physiology fought with his rubber nanites, he could feel the eggs pop, the chestburster forming inside him - and finding no suitable host, dying off again, fusing with the jackal's latex. This incursion of alien DNA did not leave him unscathed though - soon he began to curl up in a rubbery cocoon, attaching himself to one of the cave's walls as the latex canine started to change and molt...
A few days later, it emerged from its cocoon and let out a hiss. The canine's features still somewhat present on its skull, tall rubber ears, its eyes gone save for the cracked gildings where the alien had molted, two smal nostrils on the tip of its new xenomorph head the remnants of a former canine snout.
Rubber paws fused into clawed feet, a big stinger where a tail once stood.. it truly had become something otherworldly.
The murderous predisposition of the rubber jackal and the intrusive xenomorph DNA had created the ultimate ruthless killing machine, the Xenojackal.
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\n\t\t\t\t\trwolf I just had to snatch, because it's been a decade now since I got the picture of my original Jackalien, and I've always wanted to have a more mean, dangerous, xeno warrior-like appearance.And yes, the tongue's an ovipositor, just like on the Predalien. Because I had to.