This was my first story attempt ever, I originally posted it on my hentai foundry and furaffinity account, which you can find below if you feel like giving me a view or faving it for later readings XP. I figured since I recently registered I might as well share it here too since I'm just starting the epilogue chapter next. Anyways, lemme know if you enjoy it/have any thoughts or ideas going forward.
http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/u ... roids-Song
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/31981592/
Just a heads up, kinda heavy on Metroid game related lore, especially events from Metroid Fusion, where the story takes place, so if you've never played or read anything regarding that, you might be just a little lost. Also lots of oversized alien dicks, body deformation (like stomach bulges) during sex, and cum inflation going forward, if that bothers some of you.
If not then, here we go XD
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In the dark simulated ecosystem known as sector 6, a ragged and beaten Samus Aran took refuge within a hollow rock outcropping. Adam had warned her about the cunning nature of the X parasites, and that damnable security robot from sector 3 seemed to be no exception. She'd went into this as the hunter, hoping to catch the still wounded bio-mechanical monstrosity off guard, even managing to turn the tables on it as her gravity suit nullified the advantage the slightly watery environment afforded it.
Unfortunately, even as she blasted apart it's metal frame for what seemed to be the last time, she was ambushed by her doppelganger, the SA-X. Still reeling from the last fight, the X core holding what she could only assume was the wave beam, worked in tandem with Samus' alien duplicate, whittling down her defenses till her life support systems blared in her ears hauntingly. All this time, so many upgrades, so many foes consumed to bolster her own abilities, and she still paled in comparison to it's arsenal and overwhelming power. It was a sobering feeling being so close to death and knowing you were brought there by your own dark shadow, but perhaps it was her weakness itself that struck her to the core, the chill that maybe, she was the pale shadow now.
All she could do was slow it down, her beams and missles doing little else to the SA-X's armor than hampering it's movement temporarily. Nothing, she was insubstantial compared to this enemy, and her instincts knew it, in point of fact they were screaming at her to run, flee, survive. One final, and distinctly painful ice beam shot to the shoulder blasting off a fragment of her suit and sending her form splaying into the shallow water, deciding now was the time to heed the message. Her injured body burst from the murky liquid surface and made a mad dash for the chamber doors, followed close behind by the screech of a wave beam blast flying past her side, the X-core who had fired it flying hot on her heels. Her eyes widened in her helmet as she saw the SA-X readying a missile behind it, now was her chance.
Her arm cannon flexed open, letting a diffusion missle fly toward the X-core's open maw, the subsequent icy explosion sending it flying backwards into Samus' X copy, right as it let a missile of it's own fly loose. The super missile collided with it's surface and ripped the normally sturdy core to pieces, the X parasite inside screeching in pain amidst the residual dusty explosion cloud. Samus turned back for just a moment, daring only a glance before seeing her copy's armored hand grasp around the writhing gelatinous organism. She could see the two beings distort slightly, it's form trying to pull away before merging into the SA-X arm, prompting Samus to escape before the chaos of the situation dissipated.
Moments passed, and here she found herself, wasting away in the dark under rocks like a typical insect, not daring to move, as even now, she could hear the distinct, heavy clap of the SA-X's footsteps disappear into the distance as it scoured the area for her. She gripped her shoulder and groaned, just touching the area made her fingers tremble weakly, her suit barely absorbed the blast this time. The cold was ravenous to her body now with her varia suit's protective functions so weakened, practically feeling her cells going inert like any typical metroid did when frozen, leaving her upper arm feeling dead and absent entirely. Her thoughts were racing, tunnel vision of making her way to a waystation was held together shakily in her mind, while another side of her was making her quake with a deeper need.
The screeching of several X infected creatures echoing in the environment around her made her lull her head to the side, that mental picture of her destination fracturing apart as base hunger whistled through the cracks. Her metroid instincts wanted her to hunt, to feed, to chase the dancing of blue lights in the dark, their source being the frigid temperature altered X she'd long since come to disregard as a threat after acquiring her varia suit. Her pupils widened with desire, desire she had to rationalize with herself to quell. With her suit so breached, absorbing one would likely be lethal at this point, likely the only reason they'd come back out in the open like this.
Is this how the X viewed her? A wounded beast to be sniffed out and hunted? Such a far cry from her status as a galaxy renowned bounty hunter. The growing inadequacy in her mind only pushed her focus back onto her wounds, making her growl in irritation and pain. Refusing to stay and wait for the legion of parasites to find and destroy what they viewed as the last vestige of their only known predator in the known universe, she clumsily wandered out into the spacious lower caverns of the nocturnal sector.
They were surprisingly empty, even areas where she'd hoped to find easier prey like the slow flying manus were barren. Perhaps the X had counted on her making her way to the command center at the sector's entrance and gathered there, eliciting a shudder as she fantasized crawling her way to Adam's console only to be cornered there by the SA-X and shot to pieces in front of the cold, uncaring computer.
But as she thought of the grim scene, she remembered...Adam, he was rather insistent on her not exploring any more than she had to. She remembered Adam's surprise upon her acquiring her diffusion missile functionality, and his subsequent warning of exploring the area anymore than she had to, something that begun to make her suspect that the federation had their own interests in mind. It was a stretch, but her computerized CO wasn't often surprised, and she hadn't survived this long on blind trust.
As if the universe itself granted her beliefs affirmation, upon retracing her steps, the rocky caverns of the sector gave way to polished metal halls with a red alarm blaring overhead. Her navigation had no record of this area, even after acquiring it's data from a map console. Betraying her own sense of self preservation, she pressed onward. With the alarm soon cycling the message “WARNING, NO ENTRY WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION” over and over, she rationalized the X might not have been able to breach this area yet, it's lock down probably being an automated response to other security threats in the sector, if not the entire BSL station.
Overhead Samus could see a camera lens gleam in the shadows, noting it following her movements as she approached the sealed doorway and wondering if even now Adam could see her. Seeing no latch or switch to allow her entry she pounded her fist angrily on the hard metal doorway, wishing she still had her x-ray visor to find someway in, or more practically that she had managed to consume that X-core that had assimilated her Wave Beam so she could bore her way into an internal system.
She reasoned that her diffusion missiles might be able to affect some system behind the door like the lense switches she'd seen in other sectors that reacted to beam technology. Still she was hesitant...her missiles were her only defense against the SA-X, whom she had come to view as a boogeyman in the dark, it's slow metal footsteps following after her at her most vulnerable. With no other option, she stepped back and began to charge power to the icy projectile, the light exposure on her shoulder feeling it's powerful chill.
Fighting through the sensation, Samus felt her teeth grit involuntarily inside her helmet before turning her head away and firing. A cry escaped her lips as she fell to her knee, her arm lambasting her for putting her through the experience of further cold exposure. But as she looked up, she could see the missile fly true and burst into a bright flash of white that devolved into a permeating, frigid vortex that creeped through the entirety of the environment.
As the missile's explosion dissipated the metallic hallway was strewn with ice crystals jutting seamlessly from the walls and floor, but the door remained shut, completely unfazed by the impact, let alone the creeping flash freeze. Samus could only sigh...that was her only way forward, if diffusion missiles did nothing she doubted a power bomb would. Resigning herself abandoning her way forward, she reasoned she could bide her time and pick off any stray X, allow her suit to regenerate enough of itself to go after the clusters of icy altered X parasites laying in wait for her...just as long as she could avoid-
clak
Oh no...
clak
Her body snapped to attention, pointing her arm cannon at the darkened cavern behind her...it'd found her, or more damningly, she called it to her...
clak clak clak
The bright green light of it's visor is what she saw first, followed by it's terrible, intimidating silhouette that was strewn with dots of energy amidst the plates of it's armor. Samus could feel her body quivering, for the first time in decades, even after her brush with near death that brought this nightmare into being, she was actually scared. Samus Aran...terror of the space pirates, hero of the federation, deadliest bounty hunter in the known galaxy, didn't want to die, at least not like this.
“Get away!” she cried out against it's slow, meticulous footsteps making their way toward her. Her arm cannon shifted into missile mode, a projectile clicking into place within before erupting from her arm. The fear gripping Samus' heart made her aim unsteady, the missile flying slightly off course to the SA-X's right side, it's footsteps continuing without pause. A scream of anger and desperation burst from her mouth inside her helmet as she continued firing, missing some, but nailing her unstoppable twin enough to stop it in it's tracks, the orange surface of it's power armor frozen over in slowly fracturing ice as it fought to break free and make its way over to her.
Her eyes widened, relief beginning to swell up in her chest, if she could freeze it entirely she could escape, escape and tell Adam to seal off the sec-
Samus' thoughts came to a halt as it's arm violently burst from it's crystalline prison, it's pale gaze shining through it's helmet visor, piercing her very soul as she saw it's arm cannon flash blue. Time stood still for her, she felt nothing, only the preemptive sensation of the blast of ice beam heading her way. There was no bracing for it, Samus' mind flashing a million images a second of every single creature her old ice beam tore through, only for her own screams of pain to bring her back to reality. The beam passed through her seamlessly, ripping apart her body at a molecular level, every atom of her being wracked with pain as her metroid physiology amplified the damage to the exposed portions of her suit.
Her entire form flew backwards, the charged shot blasting her into the door she tried to breach moments ago, freezing her to it's cold metal surface. Samus' eyes tried to focus forward, her visor cracked and her line of sight completely uneven, one of her eyes now likely heavily damaged. Her chest heaved, she could feel the rusty flavor of blood dying to flow out, but only managing to cough up frigid air. The SA-X however, simply broke free from its own icy confines and continued toward her, apparently beyond pain or harm. Her rigid muscles barely allowed her to shake her head, her lips quietly rasping out a “N-No...” her suffering going unacknowledged to her attacker as it's arm cannon shifted noisily, loading up a super missile and pointing at her trapped body. Warmth blanketed over her eyes as her eyelids fell, her terror melting into resignation.
A heavy bang followed, shaking the entire room. Did it miss? Was she dead? Her eyes fluttered open, the SA-X apparently looking as confused as she was, it frantically pointed it's arm cannon in random directions behind and above it. Another bang resounded through the room, making Samus lurch forward, the metal surface behind her contorting and creaking noisily. Something behind the door was not only slamming into it from the other side, but more alarmingly was apparently strong enough to actually damage it. A super missile suddenly collided into the surface to her left, the SA-X apparently detecting a bigger threat than her from behind the busted door.
As if to respond, an enormous, sharp claw burst from behind it and began peeling it to the side, a monstrous roar echoing from beyond as the SA-X began firing onto it far more frantically. As Samus began to struggle to free herself, the claw retreated and the roars began to recede back into the hall behind the door. A pregnant silence filled the room, occasionally broken by sparks flying from the ceiling and the crackled warning message that cycled after the alarm. As the SA-X began to lower it's cannon, Samus felt herself jolt forward, a final massive impact sending the door flying forward, it's heavy mass colliding with her alien copy. A grunt of pain was all she could muster, her ice prison had shattered apart, but now she was trapped, nearly crushed under the heavy metal slab that was once the door.
Suddenly hearing the whir of charging energy brought her gaze upward, expecting to be looking into the cannon of the SA-X, but instead watching it attempt to drag it's injured body away from whatever tore down the door while blasting it with a measure panic. She found herself joining it in the feeling as heavy footsteps shook the very foundation of the room, the metal door atop her creaking further as the heavy creature stepped atop onto it to make its way over to the gnat irritating it with feeble beam attacks. The SA-X disappeared behind the behemoth frame of the hulking beast, it's green, plated hide not even responding to it's attempts at harming it. It raised a claw, the same she saw rip the door apart like paper, before bringing it down onto the SA-X's vulnerable body.
Samus dared a gasp as she watched it effortlessly impale the X copy before hoisting it's body upward and roaring. A sudden, quick shift of it's body sent the SA-X flying off it's claw and into a wall close by with a sickening crack, finding herself pull away as it rolled near her limply like a ragdoll. As it turned it's body to it's prey, she suddenly recognized the creature that had trivialized the foe that had nearly ended her minutes ago. A metroid, an omega metroid, the biggest she had ever seen in her entire life. It's roar took her back to SR388, but this one...even it's voice was far more monstrous, how was this possible?
It didn't take long to figure out...the federation...Adam, damn them to hell. Another heavy footstep shook the floor, the metroid looming over the SA-X once more. The defeated X's head rolled to stare at Samus, or at least it's what she imagined, it's pale deathly stare still expressionless as ever, even as the creature brought it's claws back down and eviscerated it. Her eyes went wide as the beast stepped on one of her copy's legs and bisected it's lower body from it's upperbody. It was gruesome, with the viscera of the SA-X deforming into it's gelatinous base state, but unable to muster the strength to do the same to the rest of it's body and escape.
Samus initially felt pity...but...it was so strange, it began to morph into rage, not hate, but bestial anger one could only attribute to an animal fighting for survival. It drowned out her humane sentiments, as if the metroid's wrath was palpable and had infected the very air, her still half frozen lungs drinking it in gladly. As she saw her copy's face began to distort and fade to attempt escape, she screamed angrily and pulled herself from the rubble of the door that'd trapped her. Her sudden appearance from out of nowhere took the metroid aback, stepping back slightly and turning it's head curiously as it watched Samus leap atop it's prey and wrap her hands around it's neck.
Samus roared as she beat it's head violently with her arm cannon, the metal shell of it's helmet eliciting a sickening smack each time. The SA-X began to shriek in a myriad of cries, unable to flawlessly maintain total assimilation, while being beaten into the ground, even more so as Samus began blasting it with rage powered blasts from her arm. As the helmet finally shattered to pieces, she finally stared into it's face for a moment, as if looking into a bloodied and beaten mirror with milky eyes. It's arms trembled as it gripped onto Samus meekly, an act that, in her right mind, might have brought her back to clarity, but as she looked into it's blank, expressionless face, it only stoked her hate further. Her arm cannon receded into her suit, bringing another hand to her copy's throat and hoisting it's severed upper body high into the air.
Her fingers crushed down on it's throat, feeling it's assimilated bones break like twigs, soon after feeling it's arms go limp and the X's meager defenses begin to fail, leaving it vulnerable to her consuming touch. She watched as it's flawlessly copied form began to melt away in her hands before flowing into her body like so many X before it, it's face hauntingly frozen in the same mute expression even as it's feminine face began to destabilize and diminish into nothing. A surge of power raced through her nervous system, her rapidly regenerated body hunching over with ragged breathe, the rage dissipating and replaced only with a sense of vertigo and trembling hands.
A curious trill emanated overhead as the metroid continued to stare down at her, it's multiple eyes still trying to make out just what she was. It's vaguely lamprey like jaws flexed as it continued to chirp softly at her, a bemused expression overtaking her given how savagely it acted compared to the creature that was practically cooing at her now. It reminded her of the baby, her baby, was it possible? Could it be a clone? Was that possible with metroids? To retain memories from mere cells?
Speculation was swept aside as it roared at her making her stumble backwards. It lifted its foot before scooting the SA-X lower body forward and moving it toward her with its “snout”. She stared at what she imagined was an offering, unsure of what it wanted, her hesitancy however clearly bothering it by it's suddenly slightly aggressive body language. It roared before outright tossing the remains in her direction, her arm cannon reforming from her newly regenerated suit in response, the act of aggression displeasing it instantly as it moved to swipe at her. With little room to move, she barely flipped over it's blow before retaliating with an ice missile into it's stomach.
It screeched out in anger like the one she'd fought on SR388, but it wasted no time in pressing it's advantage to counter, lowering it's head and ramming it's full weight into her. Samus felt her ribs crunch audibly her suit barely cushioning the blow, her form crumpling downward before it pulled back and attempted to do so again. This time her legs kicked back and attempted to press back against the creatures massive head, her cannon charging up a diffusion missile before releasing one against it's plated scalp. It backed off and scratched it's head like it tickled, being interrupted by another volley of missiles that simply bounced feebly off it's heavily protected body. It leered down at Samus again with that same distinctive head tilt, apparently curious as to what she intended to do just now.
Her arm cannon began to charge before the metroid dropped to all fours and let loose a massive heat ray, the great torrent of energy not only searing away bits of her suit, but sending her flying backwards into the hall from where it came from. Had she not absorbed half of the SA-X it might have killed her just then, but here she was, at the precipice of death, only a quarter of her energy tanks left in just one hit. It came lumbering afterwards with the remains of the SA-X in tow, its breath ragged much to her confusion, she didn't imagine such an attack would leave it so exhausted, especially given it's size.
It dropped the lower body of the corpse, and nudged it assertively in her direction once more, the legs rolling noisily as their armor scratched the floor. She stopped them with her foot, looking down on the macabre offering before staring back up at it's expectant face “What in the hell do you want from me!” she shouted at it. It responded as she thought it would, roaring loudly at her before rearing back, tilting it's head up and emanating deep, rumbling chirp like sound from deep within it's core. At first it was just noise to her, but it's inner core began to surge brilliantly and flush different colors in a manner that reminded her of a cuttlefish.
It reared back and repeated, not daring to move but preparing for the worst, her eyes wincing as the sound seemed to permeate through not just her ears, but her entire being. Just as it seemed to make it's body rumble from producing the sound, so to did she upon hearing it, as if it were vibrating the air itself in the room and between their very molecules. She was somehow captivated, a small part of her feeling unease as a result, as if she were a fish being lured in by an angler fish. This behavior was so bizarre and unlike any she'd witnessed before during her time on SR388, and yet she felt herself abuzz with sensation whenever it shook through her. Her chest huffed out air clumsily as her core shuddered in tandem with the strange lightshow that followed within the the omega's chest cavity.
As where it's rage was palpable to her before, something else equally as infectious seemed to bore through her like the SA-X's ice beam, tickling the instinctual side of her brain. Need welled up inside her body again, staring at the malformed bit of X parasite corpsemeat that laid before her. She was injured yes but...the desire to consume, right now of all times, why did it feel so important, as if there was a phantasmal hand guiding her body to lean down, take it in hand and consume it voraciously. But then, it wasn't merely a thought to her anymore, she was already engulfing the weakened X-flesh and pulling it into her being, her lips contorted in a vicious, overly euphoric expression, practically hissing “Yessssss” as sense of overwhelming bestial power engorged within her like a ball of lightning.
A sense of fulfillment, manic jubilation made her mind quake, feeling high and nigh unstoppable, a far cry from her entire experience on this research station. The Omega seemed to sense it, crying out at her once more while it moved closer, her head turning to gaze up at it as it loomed over her. What came next made her panic, her body moving of it's own volition as energy visibly course along her lithe form, a great welling vibration forming within her chest cavity before she leaned back and cried out. Her helmet burst open, shattering into pieces as it struggled to stifle the voice that erupted from within, the sound of it distorted, alien, but still hers somehow. It shook the room, to a lesser extent than that of the Omega's, but still, it seemed to be pleased with what it was hearing, it's clawed feet shuffling like an ecstatic hound dog.
Samus' eyes went wide as she stared at her hand, no her entire suit, witnessing the fleshy but durable surface of her suit looking almost gelatinous for a moment as it proceeded to flush different colors like the Omega metroid. “What the fu-” she managed to stifle out before suddenly being pushed over by the large creature, crying out as it took her leg into it's maw and hoisted her up, leaving her to flail and ragdoll upside down frantically while it hauled her away down the hall from whence it came.
From her upside down view of the world, all she could make out of the restricted section that it was some kind of laboratory, albeit an apparently barren one, half expecting a frozen specimen of Kraid given how the federation had been mum with their holding of Ridley in the arctic sector. But as her captor began to shimmy and squeeze its way through an airlock, she realized...the lab was not only a secret, but modular to the rest of the station, likely to be remotely jettisoned if it were compromised. It wasn't till it entered a vast, glowing main chamber that she realized why.
Capsules, vats, hundreds of them filled with metroids, from every stage in their life cycle. The shock was admittedly diminished what with the Omega's sudden appearance, but all the same, the audacity left her speechless, how far back did this go? Her mission to eliminate them from SR388? Their acquisition of the baby afterward? Or even worse, using it's genetic sample after it's death. Such a perversion of her baby's legacy, it filled her with anger, for the federation, for Adam, for every single solitary soul that led to this mess. She supposed, with a twinge of guilt, that she was on that list as well.
The Omega dropped her at it's feet, trilling as she looked around at it's “nest” and it's family currently in stasis. She imagined with the prey rich environment and no rivals, the Omega's body was racing to quickly metamorph into a queen. But there were no X here, the entire lab had been sealed off, even Adam probably had no idea the giant creature was not only living here, but thriving. Not much was known about metroid queens, if they needed outside stimuli like bees with royal jelly, but it seemed clear this particular metroid was at a dead end evolution wise. “At the edge of extinction and here you are, still hanging on...” the bounty hunter said sadly, holding her hand out to touch the face of the great beast.
It responded by shoving back against her brutishly, crying out with a high pitched chirp as it's sharp maw gnashed at her suit. Samus could only cry out in distress, she'd let her guard down, had it brought her here, back to it's lair just to eat her alive? The only answer it gave her was it's ecstatic chirping, it's jaws clamping down and tugging at large sections of her armor, holding her in place while the smaller, inner set ripped and shore it away ravenously. It's legs pinned her down while the tips of the oversized claws on it's forearms hooked into the exposed sections of her suit and peeled them away. Her desperate grunts and attempts to fight it off went unnoticed, it was just too strong, and the enhancement her powersuit afforded her were being surgically removed from her bit by bit regardless of what she did.
By the time it was done, her upper body laid as bare before it, only sparse strips of the hide-like armor and the undersuit remained, her breasts bulging from their ruined confines in a licentious display. A brief moment allowed her arm freedom, her reflexes betraying her as it went to cover up her indecent appearance instead of firing upon the beast, a mistake she found herself paying for immediately as it bit down upon it's thick metal exterior. Sparks flew as it dug in and pulled the weapon outward, her meager attempts to fight it off by pulling back only serving to aid it. Neural commands to the weapon to charge itself with energy seemed fruitless, the flickering interior whining and spinning as it was systematically being detached not only from it's user, it's power source itself. With a violent electric shorting sound, it was ripped free, her only means of defense gone forever, loose cables and circuitry hanging limply, as if it were the viscera of an organic limb.
Her eyes closed, not wanting to see reality, but ultimately forced back into it as it raked it's foot down on her suit's lower portion. A quick attempt made to flip around and attempt to crawling away frantically was met only with the beast's jaws clamping down upon behind her, digging into suit's advanced systems located in the dome like protrusion her back. It began swiveling it's head back and forth like a shark, pulling away from her and ripping the more delicate organic portions of the suit from her body. Her nerves quaked with pain as they were seperated from technology so deeply intertwined with her body, it may as well have been an actual exoskeleton. Her mouth was held open in a silent scream, tears pouring down her cheeks as neural fibers along her spine were torn away along with the rest of her torso section. Her leggings followed soon after, barely feeling the experience even as the supple flesh of her ample ass and thighs were raked slightly by the claws of it's feet. Her eyes merely stared forward numbly while she laid upon the floor twitching, the experience scarring her more deeply than Ridley, her past phazon infection, or even the X that had infested her body prior to this.
All that remained of her power suit lay in pieces across the room or hanging from the monster's claws, she supposed her dignity was somewhere strewn amongst it. The metroid stepped forward slightly and roared, rolling her mostly naked body over to face it. The bounty hunter merely closing her eyes now as she writhed silently in pain, knowing what would come next with it's prey now yanked from it's shell and so very vulnerable.
Yet...despite this, despite death being literally inches away, she felt no fear this time, only a disquieting chill as she suddenly realized something. She was left relatively unharmed, at least compared to the SA-X after it's battle. Why had it peeled away at her suit and not her X duplicate? Perhaps the scent of another metroid, her scent, merely mistaking her “unusual” appearance as an exoskeleton of sorts it needed help emerging from. One could only guess from the comparatively delicate treatment, her expectations of being eaten alive being replaced with being gored open in an instant from now by mistake. Hoisting her body up slightly, she tried to heave herself back as it's head pulled close once more merely muttering “S-Stop...” to the creature before it responded by letting out another drawn out trill.
She hated the sound, it reminded her of her baby so much, the tone of it's voice almost affectionate like the infant metroid's former happy chirps, making her wince in the knowledge that it didn't actually care, it simply hadn't happened upon a reason to kill her outright yet. Still, her body trembled as the sound waves reverberated into her, feeling them more acutely as they assaulted her exposed flesh. Her arms raised to push the creature away while it pressed forward into her, only to meekly have them fall upon it's face and serves as a bridge for the vibrations within it's body to pulse it's odd little “song” into her's. She suddenly spasmed from head to toe, involuntarily releasing her own little soundwaves into the larger creature, it's enormous head “snuggling” into her as she did so.
Her mind felt blank and scattered, as if the rumbling jostled her braincells, preventing cohesive thought, with only mere instinct taking the reins like before. What in god's name was happening to her? The question was all she could frantically piece together in her mind, any cognitive function afforded to her seemed to diminish as her nervous system fell back upon biological response, her metroid physiology communicating back to the other metroid's wants and needs out of self preservation. Was this normal metroid behavior? Was it really just communication she was feeling? It worried her more than anything as the stark reality of the situation seemed to point towards one thing. Baby had imprinted on her as an infant, recognizing her as its mother, and as she felt the deep vibrations from the creature's rumbling sounds stirring from within it's body, and now into her's so constantly, almost insistently even, she began to suspect it was attempting to form it's own bond with her, albeit, to her rising horror, one of a different kind entirely.
It wanted to become mated, and she was reciprocating.
Her thoughts repeated “No, no, no, no, no!” but the mating “song” rumbling through her like a wave was crushing that part of her, the logical side, the human side, into the back of her mind. Her eyes felt heavy and lulled, her body falling forward limply into the creature's face. The large being pressed it's body further against her, moving her down to it's chest cavity where it's breathing assaulted her like waves of electricity, her nearly naked body pressing upon it's fleshy inner core that rippled with crimson energy like all metroids. It flushed a deep red and orange against her touch as her body was forced to caress the vulnerable area, her own sensitive flesh probably feeling strange and alien compared to others it would consider ideal mates, but it didn't seem to mind as her body throbbed in reply.
It was as if she were being kept imprisoned in her own mind, trying to push back against a sweeping tide and come back to her senses, feeling mortified as she only managed a strained whine beneath the creature. She wanted to curse the federation, wishing they had let her die had she known her own body would one day betray her like this, to involuntarily become a monster's mate. Perhaps this was the price of playing god and eliminating the entire species in the first place, the irony crushing down upon her painfully as she, the one who carried out the deed, would be devolved into a broodmare to be fruitlessly bred by the last of it's kind. But that in and of itself, the fruitlessness of the act, it seemed to stir a quiet fear into her she dared not ruminate on...not like this.
As if the Omega metroid had peered into her mind and tasted that nameless fear, it dropped on all fours and roared loudly, a deep, booming roar that shook the entire lab for what seemed like minutes. Her body rolled to the side in a clumsy attempt to escape, her heart fluttering for some reason as she attempted to rise to her feet, only to have the sensation spread to her muscles and make her knees buckle. A second roar burst from behind her, making her eyes widen, her pupils dilated as primal craving engorged within her core, her trembling hands gently touching the front of her abdomen as it buzzed with need. Her gaze was drawn behind her as the light from it's chest glowed like a furnace and rippled energy through it's entire body, illuminating the red, web like network within that was characteristic to all metroids. Her back arched a sudden sickness overtaking her as she felt energy pulse from that area in her lower belly, letting out a distressed cry as it rippled through her body the same way.
The feeling of something contorting within her made her groan, her face beading with sweat from the strain of the experience, her mate's beastial roar becoming a beacon in her mind, an instinctual source of relief for the alien needs taking hold of her body. Needs she had no idea she craved before seemed to bloom within her at a whim, so sudden and powerful they may as well have been implanted by another. Her mate desired her, and she....and she...no, this wasn't her, this wasn't what she wanted!
Her hands clamped to the sides of her head, desperately attempting to block it out, she lasted this long against insurmountable odds, there was no way she'd allow this thing and herself to...to...NO! To think about it was to give the growing desire in her power, she needed to escape, to get back to Adam, to stop the X! It was up to her, only she was capable, she was the last...the last...
Metroid
That's what she was, wasn't she? The last metroid...but, now she wasn't was she? The Omega, it and her, two metroids, enough to stop the X...plenty of prey for both...maybe even enough prey for...for a whole hive!
“-NO!”
She struck herself, bringing her head down to the floor with an audible smack “I-I am Samus Aran, bounty hunter, chozo, human, I am not a...” she opened her eyes and stared at her palms, the normal human tone of her skin flushing briefly into the translucent membrane of a metroid. A scream burst from her lungs, only to be drowned out by Omega's deafening mating call resounding once more from behind her. Her head lulled backward, mutely staring into the ceiling, her lip quivering as the weakened portions of her human mind fractured into pieces. As the Omega metroid lumbered over her and towered over her form, her blank gaze affixed to the brilliant lights of her “mate's” chest core.
With no reservation or resistance, her body did as it was coerced, the haze of oppression gone in her mind, replaced only by a warm, brimming sense of intoxication. Samus, or what was “left” of her, felt herself gushing, a euphoric, happy smile bloomed on her entranced face, her train of thought picking up exactly where she was interrupted before
A hive...yes...a whole hive. Her lower belly suddenly ached pleasantly at the thought, she needed...she needed to mate, needed to
Breed
Her womb convulsed, the singular word seemed to be the only thing her mind could distill from that terrible, powerful sound. Each oscillation of her mate was met gladly now, her muscles rippling pleasurably as her own song of lust flowed from her body just for him. Such a dream like haze made her fall over and arch her back, her pussy glazed over with lust and sopping carnal juices behind the torn remnants of her panties. The Omega Metroid took in her scent, her hybrid aroma certainly not what it was used to, but behind it, the unmistakable musk of fertility. This mate was special, inherently strong just as it was, they were suited for each other even if she wasn't “pure”.
The bounty hunter turned metroid in heat writhed and mewled pathetically as her lover chirped in response above, descending upon her on all fours while she propped her rear upward and feebly explored her nethers with compliant hands, tearing apart the last bits of decency covering her sopping cunt and tossing them aside.
Taking in her scent only further attached it to her, she had the feeling even if she did muster the desire to escape, there was nowhere on the station it couldn't find her now. A more sensible Samus would worry at that prospect, but she was a contortion of woman and feral beast now. As her mate overtook her body in it's entirety, the sign of it's own arousal sprouted from it's exoskeletal nethers, a fleshy protuberance that vaguely reminded her of hunter metroid tendrils, followed by another and another till five prehensile tendrils writhed free from within.
Despite her hazy cognitive abilities, its unfamiliar anatomy made her curious as the omega had been with her moments ago, her flushed face staring blankly as Ttey slowly twisted and wrapped together in one solid column, forming a throbbing. five pronged behemoth of a penis that hung heavily between her legs from behind. It's heat basted her inner thighs as she pushed her perfect peach like ass backwards, her thighs basting in it's warmth and her sopping juices drooling downward along her sensitive skin, dripping, almost salivating even, from her cunt lips upon the metroid bitch breaker beneath. She found herself resonating a metroid like trill of her own, the large creature wasting no time in replying this time, the creature's response almost instant as it's forearms came bearing down upon her's, it's weight trapping them in place with mild pain.
Her legs trembled from the sudden reaction, an assertive bucking of her mate's hips demanding she maintain her position proper for what came next. The prehensile nature of the Omega's hydra like cock went on full display as it writhed and contorted independently of it's owner's hips, the twisted assembly almost umbrellaing outward for a moment like a jellyfish before forming back together in one swift, thrusting movement. Be it by the heat, wetness, or even some alien sense for sniffing out a hot pot of pheromones, it found her pussy in one, distinctive blow.
The uneven nature of it's strange dick was felt immediately, with each head fighting to push in not at the same time, but to ensure it had a place inside regardless. A cry escaped her lips, wishing she could reach her hands back and spread herself wider, her cunt already at maximum capacity by human standards. With each tendril being roughly 3 inches thick, she began to realize this was merely the threshold.
A grunt escaped her lips as her eyes snapped wide, the creature's feverish whining rising in pitch as it tried worm and pry each of it's protuberances into her again and again. It's bucking was surprisingly light, apparently keen to let the tendrils do most of the work in opening her up, something she began to wish otherwise. It was agonizing, being stretched so gradually, but as she began to pleadingly gyrate her hips backwards, the twirled hydracock began to twist back and forth, their unison shape gradually frothing her entrance with arousal and rising pain. She felt a sudden distinct fullness as the last head finally popped it's way in, her inner walls suddenly filling out as the others struggled to follow.
Above her, the whining of her mate began to crescendo into a ragged roar, apparently having finally found it's mark. It leaned forward pressing her body into the ground with her ass still propped upwards, it's hips mashed tight against her ass as the twirling cock formation inside her twisted slowly. The rest of it's length that remained outside of her seemed to billow outwards, like a paper finger trap. There was barely enough time to register why, with her cunt suddenly made to swallow inch after inch of it's inhuman intruder. The initial penetration may have been clumsy and tortuously slow, but as they returned to shape inside her in one swift movement, she found herself questioning her own survival instinct.
The alien length sank down inside her slowly, not only pushed by the creature's weight but the surprisingly strong muscles of mass of tendrils. It was indeed a bitch breaker, finding any sense of dignity she had being crushed down inside her cunt as she moaned like a slut, a beast, a veritable bitch-troid. Her legs were hiked up as high as they could go, standing on the tips of her toes as her inner muscles struggled with how to contend with this unyielding log that threatened to impale her completely.
The bones in her hips popped, feeling her guts shift and move aside as it claimed her struggling tunnel of a pussy for it's own. A feeling of sickness overtook her as her stomach felt like it was being pushed up into her diaphragm, the writhing, twisting contour of her mate's cock gradually bulging through her belly attesting to the feeling.
To the Omega, it was rather strange how unaccommodating she was, so tight and restrictive, instinct preparing it for a different experience entirely. As it began to gyrate it's hips from side to side to work the last few inches of itself into her, it leaned down next to her head and cooed, it's chest flushing purple slightly. Samus' face was affixed in an expression of ecstacy and pain, her tongue hanging limply out of the side of her mouth while intense pleasure and plain raced up and down her currently bow shaped spine. It nudged against the back of her skull, eliciting an involuntary coo of affection from her as she, without really thinking, nestled her cheek back against it in response, weblike lines briefly illuminating from inside her body in the same color. Their connection pulsed energy between one another, feeling it's presence in her mind and vice versa.
Her own metroid physiology had made her feel feral, primal at times, but feeling her mate's mental echo inside her felt like comparing a kitty pool to a vast ocean. It made her metroid instincts feel whole, no longer at odds with itself inside her. But something within...something far away was telling her, this wasn't good.
It tinged her entire mindscape, making her cry out in pain to her mate, her eyes wincing as red streaks of webbing seemed to tinge her sclera. It trilled to her once more, seemingly tasting the unpleasantness of her mental anguish and offering comfort, before the hue of it's core returned to it's red and orange glow. Her own core seemed to change in tandem, feeling a new sense of exhilaration bloat up inside her as the Omega's rutting desire poured into her mind like a sieve, commingling with her own to breed.
As the Omega pulled it's hips back, a great emptyness took hold inside the bounty hunter, the feeling she could only describe as if her entire pussy was prolapsing in an instant. But just as it seemed to retreat entirely the beast came crashing down back inside her, her cervix practically a thing of the past as it was smashed wide open once more, the sanctity of her womb violated in an instant. The muscles behind her inner walls clung her mate's cock as tightly as they could, but it's writhing and twisting nature coupled with sheer girth made them tire swiftly. And yet she could feel a sense of “rightness” in such ruination, as if her mate was training her pussy into a proper one, one more efficiently made for breeding.
In the past, she'd known metroids to be a highly adaptable species, even without being altered or weaponized by others, their forms changing to suit their needs and survivability seemingly on a whim. It was a phenomenon she couldn't stop thinking about, it hung there in front of her mind even as her fat, rounded ass was pounded red. Her lower lip trembled, biting down on with a hungry fang, her forehead beading with sweat as her thoughts raced around the concept. Samus felt her body throb, her mate's echo looming in her mind like a rain cloud, spurring her to adapt, to overcome.
Unease filled her just as assuredly as metroid cock did, the throbbing in her body growing more intense as she felt that similar sense of internal contortion from before return, her entire form feeling so much more pliant but ultimately...strange. Her breathe ran ragged as her mate fed her energy, the sudden intake of power feeding that contortion within, the internal processes of her body running wild with it as her instincts commanded her, this time, to change.
The sclera of her eyes washed over with a dark crimson red, the calming blue of her eyes being swallowed under soon after. The world became a carnival of new colors she'd never seen before, lines of light gleaming along the walls brilliantly, captivating her but drawing her to them all at the same time. Her fingers reached out to them, feeling her skin shift at their tips to allow a few of her nails to protrude and grow into bony claws. She gasped from shock before she was distracted by a sudden lurch forward, her mate's thrusting intensifying as her lower body began to alter itself in response to his brand of “stimulis”. The former squeezing muscles of her cunt's inner walls began to undulate, becoming more of a milking motion as they mimicked the corkscrew movements of her mate's oversized hydra dick.
The audible squelch accompanying each thrust afterward echoed lewdly down the hallsways, their mating becoming a cacophony of metroid roars, moans, and lewdness. Between thrusts she heard a popping in her hips, followed swiftly by their shape lurching outwards. It was painful for but a moment, but the reward that followed was made apparent to them both, with her pussy stretching wider than ever before as it's girth glided in and out of her debauched snatch deeper than ever and with greater ease. The very concept of being able to mate with another human felt not only lost to her, but...pointless, this was what her body was made for now...
However, the comfort of that thought made her freeze, her sense of reason screaming from the back of her head...why was she happy about this? Images, memories, scattered thoughts, they spun inside her like a blizzard, attempting to make the beast she had become comprehend like she used to. Her body...it was not only shamed and ruined, but now warped beyond repair, the gravitas of such an act calling forth the remnant of an old emotion she could recognize even now as it slowly reformed inside her, shame.
She was reduced to nothing, if she had felt inadequacy for her weakness in the face of her own shadow, the SA-X, what even was she now? The mental image of her past self was conjured within her mind's eye, all that it represented to her, the strength she once had, her skill, her capability, even her dignity. But perhaps most precious of all, her own identity. She was the fun house mirror image to her own past self, a genetic freak fucking a monster shamelessly, so lost in her own bestial urges she began to consider her human half an accessory of sorts, a mere afterthought.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she began to weep, the fear she'd always hidden since waking up on the operating table after her rebirth had finally made itself manifest. She was losing herself...
With newfound self awareness, she cried desperately for release, pulling and struggling against her mat-NO! The metroid's grasp. Her now much larger and rounded ass wiggled as her legs kicked and stumbled to somehow slide free from the unceasing rhythm off thrusting. It didn't matter, she was slave to it's movements, with the entirety of it's turgid log crammed inside her she might as well have been hanging from the thing. She likened their mating to that of dogs or pigs, their brutal way of fucking locking the mother in place, ensuring there would be no second thoughts.
Fear of reaching that point of no return made her beg, still feeling the creature inside her mind slightly, her pleas to it not only completely foreign to it in concept, but being swept aside by the typhoon of lust and reproductive need that had taken over it's primitive brain. A great liquid churning became audible behind her, suddenly feeling the Omega's lower stomach begin to bulge and swell, her alien eyes going wide as it mashed into her back. She didn't have to be an expert of metroid anatomy to know what it was preparing for, all she had to do was listen to the thrill of her instincts, the pounding of her jubilated heartbeat told her their dance was nearly at an end.
The manic and wild thrusting doubled even as the creatures mass seemed to increase, the synchronized thrusting of it's many pronged dick becoming disorganized, each falling out of it's twisted formation to fuck her bloated snatch independently. A roar erupted from it's throat, rocking her body and mind to pieces once more while it's own alien frame tensed, it's muscles bulging as orgasm exploded inside it violently. Her cognitive thought fractured to pieces once more, all she could do was rest her head upon the floor, her body flushing red an orange energy through her nervous system while her tongue flopped from her mouth, the last sane part of her mustering a tiny plea one last time, an audible little thing that was snuffed out by her mate's triumphant roaring...
“Please...d-dont...”
A single tear rolled down her cheek as she felt something from behind geyser into her, her eyes rolling upward as she registered it the only way her simple mind could, lava. Someone was pushing a volcano into her, it's payload searing hot and gushing violently. She was melting, it bored through her, threatening to fill every crevice inside her body and melt her alive. The metroid bitch convulsed as her own orgasm enslaved her, her pussy's undulating walls gulping down whatever was given to it eagerly. A desire to cry out, to call for help, it lingered there, frozen in her head “i-its melting me, please, stop it, I'm gonna...g-gonna diiiieeeee” a voice meekly whined inside”. But as she came, white hot jolts of ecstacy punched her brain from beneath as they raced up her spine again and again.
THWMP
A pleasant “Ahhnn~” escaped her lips, the pleasure elicited from the tip of her lover's cock thrusting into and rewarding her with another copious rope of seed distracting her from the voices cry. She could feel it diminish, being replaced by recent mental images, the SA-X's blank face staring at her expressionless as broke it's neck savagely. But...through the haze of her bestial anger, the memory felt, different now. Her eyes stared shakily into her's, the pure pools of blue within wracked with pain and fear, pleaing inaudibly for mercy as her hands grasped helplessly against her arm. Her warm, flesh toned lips tried to word something out to her, but were stifled by clawed fingers crushing her trachea.
Her sense of reality as she knew it seemed to break, seeing the woman's face, it made her unstable, fearful the more she met her gaze. But...this was how it happened, this was just a memory...just her copy...just her prey. A struggled “No...I'm...y-” rasped from her choked lips before Samus screamed in reply, her digits seizing tighter around it's throat. Her pure blue eyes rolled upwards as the bones in her neck fractured...just as Samus remembered they did, her windpipe collapsing as her dying gaze pierced through her once more.
And then she was gone, her body limp in her hands, with only one trace of her left, the echoing message that blared inside her feral mind since conjuring this mental nightmare.
“Melting....Melting...melting me...going to...”
The deceased face of her doppelganger began to recede into her body, consuming her just like she had before. And yet she felt no empowerment this time, only a gradual but definitive shift within her brain...