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It was dark…nothing but void and emptiness for what felt like miles around after tracing the sounds of blaster fire that had died down seconds ago in a massive subterranean structure where a nameless being sits still…surrounded by a throbbing mass of undulating biomass and sickly green slime illuminated by the pale light of a cloaked drone as it’s silent engines keep it afloat in the middle of the heap. Cameras focused on the vaguely feminine shape as it remains still on the 'floor' if it could even be called that, unmoving with only the slightest twitch to her limbs signaling life amidst the unnatural growths that caked the walls of some old ruin…Chozo in origin…
But the sight of a burnt out arm cannon ruined from overuse smoking by the woman's side and the presence of a pulsating 'tube' of flesh oozing sickly phlegm and bile where the head should be were not good signs to see, and as the drone's camera pans over the nearest diseased heap, humanoid limbs flail from the unintended stimuli, revealing a naked gray figure as it stumbles forward from the darkness, shambling like the dead as it's reaches for the drone, getting the message as internal systems switch to night vision, turning off the lamps and putting a stop to the creature's advance as it freezes up for a moment, 'scanning' the environment with an alien head that struggles to remain upright with a sickly squelch as slimy skin bunches over while sagging flesh undulates and flexes, looking for vanished prey.
Before a loud crunch and a large spray of slime draws the creature's attention back toward the once unmoving woman as her figure begins to contort beneath her skintight bodysuit, shattering the armor that once protected it as her slim physique bulges and fattens, pulsing like a beating heart as the once clear definition of muscle and firm flesh begins to ebb and fade, causing oily, slimy skin to press up tight against the underlying suit, revealing the same sickly pallor as her surroundings, even more so once the creature drawn by her trashing hobbles over, kneeling over her arm cannon before easily peeling away the azure blue material, revealing a milky breast that had long since been drained of its youthful perkiness as it flops down, leaking sweet sustenance from inverted nipples, scans of which indicate non-human genetic material, radiating enough pheromones to madden an entire hive of Metroids just like it did this particular species of highly virulent parasites as more worm headed people emerge from the muck, most failing to make it up the pile as their more voracious kin knock them down. All in an effort to suckle on the repurposed breast of the former bounty hunter sent to cleanse the infestation in the first place as her trashing form comes under assault from the many ravenous arms pawing over her body, chipping away at the sturdy remnants of the Power Suit that had failed to protect her while the worm attached to her head regurgitates the broken pieces of a helmet laced in slime and detached, frayed patches of blonde hair…
The drone's purpose had been to assess conditions for a rescue operation after Samus Aran's vitals had hit critical levels. But as the worm pulls away, all hope for one was instantly lost to the people watching on the other side at the sight of another, sickening tubed of wrinkled skin and fattened flesh flopping weakly over to the side her shoulder instead of the beautiful hunter's visage, throbbing and pulsing like the others around her with a puckered orifice at its tip, serving as the mouthpiece for the newborn female as it entwines itself around the neck of another, reciprocating a sloppy ‘kiss’ in a show of how little of her original self remained while a renewed purpose becomes clear to the drone’s makers once another wormhead slides low beneath her, kissing an exposed flower that had become diseased under a shredded codpiece…before missing the mark entirely as a swollen pecker forces itself into the female’s ass instead of her sputtering folds as it spews a bubbly mess of fluids in response to the accidental anal penetration, not minding one bit as others close in from the shadows to join the mass already suckling on her milk laden breasts and drooling oral cavity, a sucking hole that lets loose not a husky cry of defiance or a moan of pain but rather, a deep guttural rumble as rhythmic pulses along the length of what once was Samus’ face releases a bundle of tiny spawn that quickly slides away into the darkness in tune with the viral load being pumped inside of her judging from the motions of engorged member plugging her butt in violation of current anatomical knowledge…one they would need to brush up on if they hoped to stem the tide that had already assimilated a warrior of Samus’ pedigree.
And on the off chance they did indeed manage to find the wormhead’s newest breeder who could only remember brief flashes and moments from a time when she had been mobile and free instead of being laden with child after child…perhaps she would be the prime candidate to test cures and vaccines on for this new diseased threat lurking in one of the galaxy’s many corners…unnoticed and unchecked…
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Came across this TF sequence one evening and decided to make a short accompanying story for it.
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