Samus HUD (Patreon)

The hardest part of life in deep space is the downtime between missions. The silence, the anticipation. It's hard to pass the time without obsessing on what could come next.

For once, Samus was glad of the time to recover. Her recent adventures had been hard on her, both mentally and physically. She was left spent and nearly broken.

Her body still aches from the strain. The tentacles had crushed her breasts mercilessly, her nipples left raw and swollen. A soft cotton shirt is all she will risk, for fear of a bra feeling like sandpaper. Her zero suit would be a nightmare. As for her pussy, after days of punishment from a menagerie of creatures, she dare not risk panties. Walking around her ship bottomless, she slowly, gingerly sits down at her console to review incoming communications. The texture of the seat brushes her bruised lips, and even now, the smallest contact with her clit sends shivers of sensation running along her skin. The cool air of the ship sending goosebumps along the curves of her firm ass. Suddenly, she is aware of her brazen nudity, and the lack of any other crew currently aboard the ship.

Gently biting her lip, she glides 2 fingers down between her legs and slide them, carefully, into her already wet pussy.

She hopes the next mission comes soon, but not too soon.

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