July Story - Metroid: The Biggest Bounty (Chapter 3) (Patreon)

Samus awoke with a startle. She had no idea what time it was or how long she had passed out for. She was still naked on the floor of the stockade, holding onto the mysterious metroid, which had actually fallen asleep embracing her.

She slowly sat up and put aside its tentacles.

She was vaguely hungover, which told her that she might have slept overnight.

Despite that, she felt great. Amazing even! And…happy?

She felt blissfully content, with a dumb vacant grin on her face.

A newfound vitality coursed through her. It wasn’t tense or pumping with adrenaline. She simply had the energy to do anything. She could have taken on an entire fleet of space pirates right then if she had to. All negative thoughts and emotions were wrung dry from her.

She got up, stretched to the point of popping some joints, and headed back to her room.

A crazy good fuck was probably what she needed this entire time. She had no qualms about being in her ship for the rest of the week on a long space trip. She fixed herself something to eat and read alone for a whopping 5 hours. During lunch, it occurred to her that the alien had came inside of her. She nearly forgot about that.

Samus checked herself in the bathroom. There was nothing out of the ordinary. The warm oozy semen was nowhere to be seen. She checked her vitals, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. She very much doubted that human eggs could react with that unknown creature’s sperm. Regardless, for safety, she took some spermicide.

Back in the hallway, SR29008 appeared walking towards her.

“Oh. Hello,” she said. She was apprehensive at first, but the metroid simply held her hand for a moment, squeezed it, and then turned around to wander the ship aimlessly.

“Well,” she said to herself, “no awkward mornings, I guess.”

She recalled the dozens of times either she or her one-night-stand quietly ditched the bed before either of them woke up. This metroid seemed uninterested in her for the time being, sitting idly from room to room and humming lowly.

Samus spent the rest of her day reading and exercising. Her usual routine of burpees and treadmill running seemed to jostle something up in her. The second she stopped, her stomach gurgled furiously, and she raised her leg to fart. She was used to ripping massive farts that would make any man feel ashamed, but this felt different that before. It almost felt as though the fart was too big for her own bowels. She literally had to stretch her cheeks with her hands to let it out, which was something she felt was rather silly and embarrassing. The fart was also grotesquely deep and sonorous, and it reminded her of something.

SR29008 perked up from the hallway at the sound of her fart.

That was it! Her fart sounded similar to the recording that Margaret gave her.

It hobbled into her room gurgling enthusiastically.

“You heard it all the way from there, huh?” she said. She smiled at it. “At least you’re not one of those stupid fuckboys who bail at the sound of a woman farting.”

It cooed, and then slowly revealed its cock again.

“Did that really turn you on? You weirdo.”

It didn’t back down and flailed around with its cock. Its behavior reminded her of a horny dog trying to get one’s attention.

Samus became flustered. “Oh. Ahem. Okay then. I didn’t think you had it in you. I don’t think I---”

But she stopped herself. Could she go again? She thought she wouldn’t, not even for the rest of the week, but the very sight of the creature’s cock again made her pussy wet like an instinctive reaction. Her hormones went wild, and she was allured by that feeling of being filled up.

Samus smiled. “Okay then. Let’s go another round.”

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“FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCK!”

Samus couldn’t believe it. The sex was just as great as the last time, less than 12 hours before. She really didn’t think she would orgasm as hard as she did before. This sexual experience awakened something in her that she didn’t know was there.

They did it on the bed this time. With all its gurgling and tentacle writhing, the metroid kept the bed surprisingly clean. The only mess they made was lifting the fitted sheet off the bed from all their intense thrusting.

Samus sat up hugging her knees, still taking a breather. “Whoo. You have stamina, I’ll give you that.”

SR29008 caressed her with its tentacles again. It did this thing where it massaged her temples right after an orgasm. She loved it.

Again, she felt like she was blissfully pleased with life. She went about her day doing chores on the ship. She suddenly felt motivated to do things that she always put on the backburner, like fixing the air conditioning, and the cabin pressure reading. She went through her leisurely activities and lost track of time.

A growing sensation inside of her started to bother her. In the next couple days, Samus’s farts became so loud that they echoed across the ship. Some of them were even a bit painful to let out, as they erupted with such a tremendous force that her sphincter felt sore.

At one point, after lunch, she felt so bloated that she had to lie down on her bed and wait for it to pass.

“Blast it,” she grunted, “what’s happening to me?”

SR29008’s sperm was the only thing that made sense. The medical devices still told her that she wasn’t pregnant. She just had balls of gas inside of her. They appeared to get worse. The gas was now thick with methane.

This of course attracted SR29008 greatly. It followed her around the ship wanting to have another go. This time, Samus was not in the mood. She was frustrated by her constant farts and unending bloated belly. She loved a good, satisfying fart every now and then, especially after taking protein, but this was getting too much.

The client was only a couple more days’ away. Samus resorted to lying in bed sick. She moaned and groaned, and practically sweated. Her belly had swelled to almost a pregnant size. She wanted to fart, but everything was stuck. She tried every known medicine to try and help ease the pain or let it out. Nothing worked.

While she was in a fetal position on her bed, SR29008 snuck up and slid its tentacles around her anus. She yelped and grabbed her stun gun, but then realized what it was doing.

Her sphincter felt really open now. So open that she could now…

PPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!

 Samus groaned in satisfaction. The feeling of all that gas escaping her was almost orgasmic. The fart was so goddamn loud that it sounded like someone played it on a megaphone and placed it right against her ear. Since SR29008 had opened up her anus, it didn’t hurt to let that monstrous fart out.

“Whew,” she said, breathing easy now. “Thank you…”

She looked over her shoulder and blushed as the sight of that immense alien cock.

Without hesitation, she slid off her panties and offered herself to SR29008 again.