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AN: I can only start by saying that this chapter is late. I haven't quit, I will finish it, and I've already started on the next chapter. Now, I can only thank everyone that's read this story, as well as everyone that's dropped a review.
Without further ado; please enjoy!

Avian Prophecy

High in the skies above the tropical world of Novus, the faint caw of a bird resounded through the air, breaking through the sound of the perpetual drizzle of the planet itself. Flapping its way through the skies was a white bird with a sharp black streak running from the tip of its beak to the very back of its head. Wolke, one of the avian races of the tropical world dove down through the clouds, breaking through what little remained of a sound barrier as its bright cyan eyes scouted the nearby terrain.

Recently, no more than a month prior, things had changed on Novus. Something had broken through the atmosphere, shattering the primal barrier that had shielded their world from the outsiders for millennia, though now, it no longer mattered. The ancient had awoken from its deep slumber, and whether the glowing meteorite that fell from above was at fault, or some of the inhabitants had stumbled upon its resting place, Wolke could not know.

Flapping its wings once more to regain its altitude, the avian hunter of Novus flew across the uncorrupted skyline, all the while knowing where its search would begin. The crash site, the place where the Jaegers had convened, the place where Leistung had demolished a jungle. The place where its predatory eyes would observe the new prey of Novus.

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The gleaming light of a far too powerful sunlight shone down upon the world, basking the tropical forests, high mountains and open plains in its radiant warmth, banishing the faintest trace of fog that had spread throughout the surrounding areas. Laying down on the ground, where she had been left only a few hours beforehand, was the very same blonde woman that had come there to hunt down the great equine predator Leistung, though her battle against the planet itself had been one sided. The Jaegers had descended upon her, breaking through the sense of security that had built from never seeing any such creatures around her encampment. However, nothing would ever remain the same.

Groggily rolling around on the ground, Samus Aran's eyes flickered open, closing again the second the glaring sunlight hit her face. All over, her body ached, from the very soles of her feet, up along her smooth legs, though the place it hurt the most was undoubtedly around her groin. Even without looking down upon herself, Samus knew what she would find. Her vagina, so pristine and fresh before she had arrived on Novus, was left as a distended, gaping maw filled to the very brim and beyond with the seed of a dozen Jaegers, the canine hunters that prowled the wilds in larger packs.

Her first claiming had been hard, reminding her of what little experience she had with well endowed humans, though as time went on, and more of her partners worked up the courage to step forward, the harshness turned into wanton lust. Shivering at the mere memory of being so thoroughly claimed, Samus slowly forced her eyes to open once more, shifting her hips around on the ground in a vain attempt to ease the pain that coursed through her gaping holes. Even her poor, underused asshole had been taken, several times by the same Jaeger, either with or without another inside of her snatch, mostly with more than one of their pack mates atop her curvaceous body.

Shifting her weight around, Samus slowly pushed her elbows down into the ravaged, cum soaked dirt she had fainted upon, groaning to herself as the dried seed scattered across her abdomen cracked apart, some of which managed to retain its shape despite her movement. Her breasts, which had once been so soft and squishy, had been coated in cum, scarcely leaving a trace of creamy skin uncovered, while completely covering her far too sensitive nipples. Moving her left hand down along her taut stomach, Samus' light blue eyes slowly rolled up into the back of her head, the merest touch against her engorged clit sending waves of bliss towards her head.

However, despite her open reluctance to submitting, Samus Aran's mind swirled with three thoughts, three things her body had attained from the rather strenuous workout she had endured throughout the night. Her mind was filled with lust; a lust that remained fueled by the fact that she had, effectively, been gang raped by a dozen or more wolves, and she had enjoyed it thoroughly. Another was desire; a desire to walk out into the woods in search of a repeat performance, something her waking mind could only fathom as asinine. And yet, the final truth that always managed to freeze her blood was fear, a deep unending fear that would never leave her mind. For better or for worse, she could not leave Novus on her own.

Shuddering at the mere thought of following through with her desire, Samus shook her long disheveled blonde hair, feeling its long tips splashing down against whatever cum remained on the otherwise grey and mushy dirt. A bath would be her first priority, washing out the gallons of cum from her hair, scraping the remaining bits from her abused body, and hopefully, much to her dread and arousal, a long soak would allow the gallons dumped inside of her womb to slosh out. Even now, with one hand gently rubbing circles around her clit, Samus could see the way her stomach had inflated, undoubtedly from the dozens, if not hundreds of loads she had endured throughout the night. Whether or not she had been conscious to accept the Jaegers' offerings didn't matter much at that point.

Ushering what little force remained in her exhausted body, Samus forcibly flopped around onto her stomach, letting out a loud whorish moan of delight as her bloated stomach was pressured, a large glob of dried cum squirting out of her gaping twat, splashing up against the insides of her thighs, whilst a thick glob of liquid seed oozed forth from her abused asshole. How her rump had tightened up enough to properly house the Jaegers' loads, she did not know. Shuddering with perverted glee as another glob of cum sputtered forth from the cavern that had once been her cunt, Samus' face split up into a maniacal grin, one hand already on its way down to properly spread her bubbly ass cheeks apart.

Perhaps her bath could wait a bit longer. Where was the fun in being raped, ruined and filled if she couldn't enjoy the sight of her lovers' seed oozing out of her gaping holes? From where she lay, with her stomach squished down into the soft cum soaked dirt, Samus Aran propped herself up with one hand, using her other one to not only push her bubble butt apart, but also dive down, running her index finger against the surprisingly tight ring around her asshole. However, with a little poke, her finger slipped through, a shuddering moan escaping her lips at the feeling that met her inside. Warmth. Excruciating warmth that made her heart flutter, and a soreness she hadn't felt in years.

Anal had never been her forte, though somewhere along the line, nothing truly surpassed a fat cock, or a slick toy, forcing its way up along her tightest hole. Adding a second finger to her underused asshole, Samus' tongue lolled out from her mouth, her pussy leaking a mixture of juices and Jaeger cum down into the dirt, further ruining the landscape for anything other than sex. Before a third finger managed to slip past her ring, Samus' eyes fluttered for a moment, a single thought filling her mind. Why was she trying to fist her bruised asshole?

With a dissatisfied grunt, and a whorish moan, Samus slowly pulled her fingers free from the tight confines of her rump, giving herself a soft farewell slap before returning her mind to the task at hand. She had to clean up and prepare for whatever task awaited her that day. Throwing a glance across her shoulder, the blonde bounty huntress' mind flickered back to what she had seen the night before, furiously trying to fight the warmth that spread through her groin at the thought of her many lovers' erect cocks. Seated atop its perch in the trees, what only looked like a very large hawk had sat, its glowing cyan eyes observing her every move, or more specifically, it had gazed deep within her eyes. Even in her predicament, the avian had made no move to join in, nor had it tried to scare off the Jaeger pack. From her place on the ground, Samus hadn't even seen it's avian cock, meaning it was either capable of holding back, or didn't want to claim her body like the rest of Novus' inhabitants had tried.

Forcing her mind to think only of the avian and its lack of sexual arousal, whether from a lack of interest or patience, Samus managed to force herself up onto her hands and knees, her sore rump screaming at her to cease all acts of defiance, though the thought of finding a creature that didn't just want her body was enough to motivate her further. All around her, as she all but crawled along the dirt floor, her knees dipping down into the mushy ground for every step, the signs remained the same.

Even though she herself had been outside, practically begging for a ruthless round of lovemaking, the Jaegers that had not been fortunate enough to join their pack mates had been busy elsewhere, going through what little of her belongings remained outside. By the time her knees and shins were muddied beyond recognition, Samus' blue eyes dipped over in the direction of her tent, a grimace spreading across her face at the sight that met her there. Indeed, even her tent had been ravaged, the supposedly war-proof flaps bearing large gashes across their surface, a multitude of cyan cloth fragments dotting the landscape all around her. Apparently, one of the Jaegers had found her Zero Suit.

Shaking her head as an exasperated sigh left her lips, Samus Aran, the proud bounty huntress and survivor of many gruesome battles, slowly pushed herself up onto her feet, a stern expression adorning her features... before a sizeable clump of cum sloshed out of her gaping cunt, a pitiful moan slipping past the blonde's lips, leaving only the demeanor of a walking cumdump. Her dignity had absolutely taken a beating from her repeated defeats. Almost more so than her battered holes had.

Walking forward on wobbly feet, a hand absentmindedly rubbing circles around her inflated belly, Samus once again took in the sight of her ravaged campsite. At the very least, from what she could see, the Jaegers had left her improvised distress beacon alone, having opted out of entering her spacecraft as well. At the very least, with some brute force, she would be able to tear down the vegetation that threatened to swallow up her ship. With a shake of her head, she moved onward once again, toying with the idea of how the planet itself almost seemed like a living creature. Such a thing would surely be impossible though... right?

At long last, her destination reached her eyes, a weary sigh once again breaking past her rosy lips. The spring she had used before her last claiming was still intact, the very same crystal clear water filling its pool, while the ever present drizzle of Novus continuously circulated the water to keep it new, fresh and so incredibly delightful. Thinking back on it now, the drizzle had long since faded away from her mind. Being one of the few constants on the planet so far, Samus herself was astonished by how quickly she had stopped caring. Even now, her body was coated in a light sheen, the unpolluted water of an untouched world seeping into her pale skin.

Caught up in her own thoughts of how the drizzle of Novus could affect her body, a faint yelp slipped forth from Samus' lips as her toes crashed into the slight wall around the edges of the pool, flinging her balance out the window as gravity overtook her athletic body. With an audible splash, and a low groan, the blonde bounty huntress fell face-first down into the clear spring water, her face fully sinking down below the water's surface whilst her firm rump remained above the water's edge, leaving her cum stuffed asshole on full display for whatever may have wanted to watch.

Gurgling lowly beneath the water's surface as the subtle splash of water rose and fell around her body, Samus Aran hastily pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, rasping for air whilst her hands shook beneath the force of her own body. Even now, despite the tropical heat that permeated around the whole of the planet, the icy sensation of the water set her body ablaze, her groin aching for another touch, yet she herself was unwilling, or unable, to follow through with the desires of her needy entrance. Instead, after balancing out her weight to the best of her ability, the blonde woman pushed herself up onto her knees, her long luscious arms moving down to cup her perky breasts.

However much the temptation stuck, she had made up her mind on how to spend the day, or what remained of it. Spending two hours fervently masturbating, rolling around a pool and squishing out the Jaegers' cum was without a doubt tempting, but when the night came once again, there was no doubt in her mind about whether or not she would fall prey to another assault. Shivering where she stood, Samus cursed the part of her mind that relished the thought of being claimed once more.

Alas, before anything else, she would have to clean herself up. No matter the temptation, the lust or the desire to do otherwise, Samus Aran would rid herself of the Jaegers' corruption, though with the faintest whimpering mewl, that also meant expelling what remained inside of her abused asshole, the one place she had prayed would remain pure and untouched. Yet, no matter how hard she had tried, there was no way of forcing it.

Tentatively dropping one hand down into the pool of water she stood in, splashing a handful up against her abdomen and taut stomach, another shiver ran down her spine. Gathering another handful of water, Samus Aran slowly moved it around the swell of her hips, shifting her weight around until she could lean forward, using her free hand to spread her copious ass cheeks apart, all the while guiding the handful of water towards her tightened rump. The moment her fingers hovered above her hole, the blonde turned it over, drizzling a constant stream of water down between her cheeks, shuddering with humiliated pleasure at the sheer thought. From what she could tell, her back door had long since accommodated itself to take larger insertions, much to her own shame and delight.

Using the water as some sort of lubricant, whether it was needed or not, Samus slowly lowered her chest down into the pool of water, once again submerging her breasts beneath the water, feeling the sensitive nubs atop her tits grow hard and needy. Without a moment's hesitation, the fingers atop her right hand delved down, near instantly slipping her index and forefingers inside of her abused asshole, letting loose a low moan and a deep shudder as her ring was stretched out once more. The mere act of touching herself there made her eyes roll towards the back of her head, and once a third finger joined in with the other two, her nether lips quivered in unbidden ecstasy.

The further they dipped down, the warmer it got. By the time her knuckles bumped down against her firm rump, Samus' breath came out in ragged gasps, unwilling to grant herself that desperately needed release, yet unable to hinder the way her fingers curled up inside of her rump. It truly did scare her, to bend over so willingly, to slip three of her fingers inside of her back door with the greatest ease, to want it even more. Alas, before her mind betrayed her, Samus pulled her hand away, panting, moaning and heaving for breath as her chest rose and fell erratically, her final digit slipping forth from her abused asshole with a wet pop, another disgruntled groan spilling forth from her lips.

Her hand, the fingers that had ventured deep within herself, were covered in cum, a thick, slimy liquid that greedily oozed down along her digits, wanting nothing more than to coat the rest of her hand with its abundant essence. Scrunching up her face in a mixture of disgust and frustration, the thought of washing out her former lovers' seed in the pure spring water of her pool was near instantly denied, though walking around with a cum smeared hand was equally distressful. Shifting her steely blue glare from the pool that housed her breasts and knees, to the hand that reeked of Jaeger seed, Samus Aran slowly closed her eyes, steeled her nerves and prepared herself for the worst. The purity of the pool could not be polluted.

With her eyes closed, long blonde hair swept back into its tightly knit ponytail, Samus slowly, tentatively so, opened her mouth, white pearly teeth making way for a slow, hesitant tongue. Bringing the defiled hand up towards her face, one finger was devoured, slipped between plump lips that had eagerly been wrapped around one of her lovers' cocks the night before. Now though, as her sensible mind was in control, and her tongue dabbled in the essence of a former lover, mixed with the tangy taste of her own ass, a small frown spread across her face, perfectly trimmed eyebrows knitting together as the taste rolled off of her tongue.

Salty, bitter and undeniably tangy, with an aftertaste that left her hungrier than ever before. Pulling her hand away from her lips, gazing down at the perfectly cleaned index finger she had so eagerly devoured, a thought crossed her mind, one that made her pull the hand upward once more, hovering right below her lithe nose. Taking one long, soft whiff, a similar scent reached her, though whilst her mind processed that, her hand fell down to hover before her lips once again, propping another finger between the seal of her pink lips. Even the scent of the seed was unique, undeniably feminine and strange, yet at the same time, it held a unique florescent scent, almost like pulling a subtle rose against her nose.

By the time her senses returned to her, Samus could only watch in feigned innocence and disgust as her tongue rolled off of her palm, swiping up another strand of Jaeger cum before swallowing it down, a heated gasp resonating from the depths of her throat. It was acceptable, at best. Not at all the taste or scent she had expected, though it was by no means enjoyable. Bringing her hand down towards the cum stuffed storage of her rump for a second round, Samus let out a strangled groan as her fingers uncaringly stretched out her ring, plunging deeply within herself in search of another glob of Jaeger seed; an essence that easily overflowed her puckered rump.

Again, her fingers came up, though this time, the hesitation was gone, this time, her tongue eagerly met her digits on the way in, using her lips to suck up what threatened to fall down into the unpolluted water. It truly was strange. Before her adventure to Novus had even begun, the mere thought of allowing a man to unload inside of her mouth was appalling, sickening even. Yet, here she was, on her knees, bent over in a pool, naked as the day she was born, with far more cum pumped inside of her asshole than she herself could swallow. Perhaps, as time went on and her experience grew, she would be able to push it all out into a glass and drink it between her exploration adventures?

Almost as quickly as the thought had appeared within her mind, a deep hunger settled down in the pit of her stomach, the bitterness of the Jaegers seed, the strangely unique femininity of keeping it locked away inside of herself for hours, the fact that she, a proud woman by all accounts, wanted nothing more than to continuously drink it all directly from the tight storage it was dumped inside of. She had only made up her mind to not touch her weeping slit, the place that had changed the most since her crash landing, though the spreading warmth of playing with her anal ring was undeniably hot. Every rule had their exceptions, and by the time the rational part of her mind returned, her darkest, naughtiest ideas had already found a reason why this was no different from her original goal. She was, technically, cleaning up after the previous night's lovemaking.

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Flapping its wings to slow down its descent, the avian hunter known only as Wolke soared through the air, approaching the location of Novus' infection. From high in the skies, its electrifying cyan eyes had looked on, taking in the way the surrounding area had crept up, the forest itself moving in the hopes of covering up the catastrophe that loomed on the horizon. Swooning down with one final flap of its mighty white wings, Wolke's all seeing orbs settled down upon the field stretching out beneath its talons. Or more particularly, gazing down upon a speck of golden blonde in the endless abyss that made up all of Novus' ecosystem.

From its earlier recognizance, the crash site had been discovered, and the person inhabiting a strange vessel had been observed. The creatures of Novus had sought it out, scouring through its camp, until finally, upon finding the source of corruption, the Jaegers had pounced upon the chance to rid the world of its growing crisis. However, the canine inhabitants had failed. Instead, the blonde haired creature had overcome the Jaegers, clashing with their wills to spread its corruption. A formidable adversary...

... cocking its razor sharp head to the side, Wolke's eyes took in the sight of this blonde anomaly, observing how it rolled around in a simple water pool, spreading its long, toned legs apart with a crazed look upon its face... perhaps it was a bit soon to praise the anomaly for its brilliance.

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Squatting down above the pool of pure spring water she had found on the outskirts of her camp, Samus Aran's face split up into a wicked grin as one hand found itself down by her weeping snatch, furiously shaking her fingers back and forth atop her clit as another mind numbing orgasm approached her unwary mind. By her estimate, most of the Jaeger pack's seed had left her vagina, leaving only a few persistent globs of cum inside of her womb, though she could live with that fact. However, even after spending a little too long in the water, fervently trying to stuff as much of her hand inside of her rear entrance as possible, barely anything had oozed out from her ravaged asshole.

Gazing down into the clear water of her pool, Samus could easily spot the streaks of cum that she had squirted out from her pussy, her jaw dropping down as a pleasured groan slipped past her lips. The constant drizzle would surely clean the pool in time for her next bath, so making sure that both of her holes were clean took priority over keeping her pool unpolluted and clear. Besides, since when had anyone been hurt by rolling around in their former lovers' seed?

Letting out an audible groan as her pussy clenched down around the gaping nothingness inside of herself, Samus threw her head back, mouth agape as a silent scream wretched itself free from her throat. Grinding up against the palm of her hand, a jet of clear liquid burst forth from Samus' cunt, another orgasmic squirt shooting out from her gaping snatch as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Keeping her pose for a solid minute, mouth agape, chest pushed out, stomach clenching and unclenching from the sheer bliss of her release, her mind finally gave out. With one fluid motion, Samus' thighs slumped down, her feet losing what little balance they had, causing the blonde bounty huntress to fall face-first down into the pool of water, her ass being pushed up into the air for whoever to see; though she herself doubted anyone was there to watch her fall.

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Rolling over onto her back, long golden blonde hair dipping down into the crystal clear waters of a pure spring pool, Samus Aran let out what could only be described as a sigh of utmost satisfaction, eyes lulling closed as the tropical warmth of Novus seeped into her skin, contrasting the coolness that swept across the majority of her body. While laying down on her back in the pool, only her face and the very tips of her firm breasts poked out, allowing the blonde bounty huntress to bask in the aftermath of her arousal.

Judging by the ever present gleam of sunlight, an hour had likely passed since she had slipped into the pool, undoubtedly two hours since she had awoken that day, battered, bruised and utterly ruined by a pack of sexually charged Jaegers. However, as a faint smile once again settled on her otherwise stoic face, hand slipping down to rest above her thoroughly satiated vagina, she had finally become clean. Pulsating beneath the surface of the water, Samus' backdoor had begun the process of tightening back up after its previous ordeals, every clump of Jaeger seed expelled from her body, a majority of which had seeped out after a rather thorough anal inspection, performed by her trusty right hand.

Sighing once more as the permanent drizzle of Novus' weather washed across her exposed breasts, the hand by her groin dipped down, once more seeking out the very depths of her womanhood as her thoughts wandered. On her very first night on Novus, the drizzle and warmth had kept her awake, unable to find a wink of sleep with her Zero Suit on. A deep slumber was only found when she, in a twist of utmost wisdom, had thrown her suit aside, spreading her luscious thighs far apart. Although, as a finger slipped between her submerged folds, she had been rather against seeking release at the time, having laughed at the lesser women in the universe that craved it daily.

Opening her serene light blue eyes once again, eye lashes fluttering in the most feminine manner she could muster, Samus took in the sight that lay before her gaze. Or rather, her blue eyes flew across the twin peaks of her breasts, down along her submerged stomach, before finding the place between her legs that had so recently been a gaping maw. Whether it was the water pooling around her groin, soothing the pain of a ruthless night filled with lovemaking, or perhaps the planet itself, Samus' body was changing. Her healing factor had shot up, that much was clear.

During her encounter with Leistung, the equine predator that she herself had come to slay, Samus' body had been brutalized. Her womb had been reshaped, her body almost torn apart and her throat had been stretched out beyond its normal capacity, all to allow the equine alien to dump its load in and outside of her body, practically leaving Samus in nothing short of an ocean of horse cum. Shuddering at the thought, Samus' mind drifted back to the morning, or perhaps week, after. She had awoken in a dazed state, body on the brink of tearing apart, though she had survived. The trek she had made, the paths she had taken, had long since faded from her mind, leaving only the realization that, somewhere along the way, her body had rejuvenated to a state wherein her previous claiming did not bother her.

Slipping a second, quickly followed by a third, fingers inside of her snatch, the blonde's mind fluttered forward a while, back to the previous night. Somewhere in the back of her mind, the voice of her own insistency told her that the Jaegers hadn't raped her, for she herself had wanted to partake in their pack activities. After all was said and done, for whatever reason she had, her body had moved on its own, pulling the bounty huntress out from the relative comfort of her bedroll, out into the center of her encampment where her newest lovers awaited her. In the back of her head, as her fingers ruthlessly squelched in and out of her vagina, Samus added a snide remark about whether or not she had a choice. The Jaegers would've likely claimed her either way. However, even then, her body had rejuvenated to a point wherein it didn't bother her.

Letting out the faintest moan as her sharp nails scraped up against her G-spot, Samus' body shuddered in bliss as a minor orgasm washed across her mind, heart beating frantically as her body seized up. Holding her breath as if her very life depended on it, a few minutes went by before, finally, her features softened into a silly expression, her mind losing all possible thoughts as her encompassing pleasure returned. Ever since her first encounter, the bounty huntress would be lucky to walk around her camp without her hands finding their way down to her groin every four or five hours, though after her second round, it may very well be every hour.

Slipping her hand out from the depths of her snatch, Samus Aran raised her arms skyward, stretching out to the best of her ability as the final dredges of orgasmic bliss left her system. Her fingers were nice, though having finally broken through the unknown shell of modesty, nothing could beat a nice, thick alien cock. Shaking her head at her own mirthful realization, Samus Aran slowly rolled over onto her front, using her hands and knees to push herself up, before going the final step in rising up onto her feet, a low groan slipping past her lips as a pleasant soreness spread across her groin. How she had managed without sex for so long, she did not know. What she did know however, was that her time on Novus had granted her certain dreams, fantasies that she wanted fulfilled, despite their indecency. One dream in particular came to mind, though she could entertain that thought later.

Casting a longing glance down the path that would eventually lead her back towards her camp, the blonde let out a low sigh, already knowing what would await her there. Nothing. Forcing herself to step away from the pool filled with crystal clear water and a dozen loads of Jaeger cum, Samus slowly set off down the path, a slight sway moving her hips without her consent, not that she would be the one to complain about her own desires.

That being said, there were more pressing matters to attend to; one of which being the usage of whatever was left to salvage from her ship. Her distress beacon would be primitive, and its range would not be too great, but hopefully, with enough patience, she would be granted a visit from some kind of rescue operation. Perhaps a cruiser filled with strong, virile men would pick up her signal?

Chuckling at her own musings, Samus redirected her blue eyes to the road ahead, wanting nothing more than to let out a sigh of contentment at the feeling of Novus' soft dirt beneath the soles of her feet. Off to the side, she could see the forested path she had walked in search of what she had believed to be Novus' greatest predator, the equine steed Leistung. Further out along the horizon, the very peaks of a mountain rose up, her curiosity rising in time with the mountain itself. 'Had it always been that tall?' the question came unbidden, though it was discarded almost as soon as it had arisen. Of course it was as tall as always.

Stepping through the loose perimeter she had set up for her first night on Novus, Samus Aran shook her head to clear away whichever thoughts remained, her long golden blonde hair whipping back and forth against her right breast and lower back. Much had changed since then, since her first night of fruitless resistance and paranoia. Glancing down the path straight ahead, she could scarcely believe the sight that met her eyes. More of her ship had begun to sink down into the ground, another set of vines had stretched out across the very tip of her spaceship, whilst the engines at the far back had almost fully disappeared.

Knitting her eyebrows together, Samus slowly folded her arms below her bust, legs placed far enough apart to leave her eager slit on full display. Novus truly was special, at least enough so to dislike technology. With a permanent tropical heat, a gentle drizzle that always left her body with a radiant sheen, and hyper sexualized creatures that would happily indulge in Samus' new kinks, it would be even more strange if the planet weren't unusual. Then again, her landing hadn't been gentle by any means.

Throwing a cautious glance over her shoulder, at the opposite end of her encampment, Samus' eyes lit up at the sight of her tent; or what remained of it. The flaps were more or less just as she recalled, though the sides, roof and back were left in tatters. Large gashes, rips and tears decorated the whole of her tent, allowing the continuous drizzle to seep in and soak through the mattress she had left on the ground. Although, casting her gaze to what was deemed the center of her camp, Samus' eyes widened. For whatever reason, the Jaeger attack, and subsequent gangbang, had left her beacon completely unharmed.

Sitting atop its dais however, was the unpowered form of a resonance crystal, the formerly green gem having long since run out of power from the days it had been left plugged in. Shrugging that detail off though, Samus Aran redirected her gaze once more, focusing solely on the entrance to her ship. At the very least, that hadn't been engulfed by the planet itself. For now, at least, she would be allowed to do one final check before finding a somewhat dry place to sleep.

At least, that had been her intention.

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A soothing breeze rustled through the foliage spread across Novus, its forests, oceans and plains rustling from the omnipotent power of nature. Resounding through the distant mountains, the faint echo of howls reverberated through the air, a pack of Jaegers making their way through the valleys leading back towards the far off plains. Thundering through the forests, a beast of monstrous beauty and terrifying might made the very earth quake, its hooved feet tearing the very earth up from its foundations. However, soaring through the skies was a lone predator, the avian guardian of a pure, unpolluted planet, flapping its majestic wings on its way onward.

Although, hidden within a small, round clearing, within the confines of a dysfunctional military tent with tears and gashes along its walls and roof, was the bounty huntress that had come there some time ago. Letting out an audible groan, Samus Aran shuddered as a cold sweat spread across her curvaceous body, legs twitching uncontrollably, toes curling from fright and something far more primal, trimmed eyebrows tightly knit together as her eyes were squeezed shut. Long before, she had fallen down into what could only be described as a deep, resonant slumber.

Rolling over in her sleep, one of Samus' arms instinctively flew down towards her naked groin, dexterous fingers landing between her legs as the palm of her hand began to grind against her aching clit. Within her mind's eye, Samus Aran once more found herself alone, naked and oh so helpless. She had lost, the Space Pirates had shackled her down, removed her Varia Power Armor by force, stripped her out of the protective shell provided to her through that very same armor, all the while tearing through the thin Zero Suit that almost always adorned her features. The last thing she could recall was a storm, heavy rain and a metallic beast.

Shuddering as her dream shifted away from that night, Samus' fingers dipped down, two of her digits slipping through her entrance, being instantly engulfed by the warmth within her womanhood. She was somewhere far away, deep within the hidden reaches of a planet she did not recognize, though nonetheless, her movements were restricted. With a whimpering mewl, Samus' mind caught up to her, and before she knew it herself, the metallic talons of a beast she knew too well appeared before her. Chained down, stripped naked, with something electrifying wedged up against her backdoor.

Even as she looked on, knowing full well that her mind was locked in a dream, a nightmare, the sight of Ridley's metallic body came into view, from the its ferocious beak with razor sharp teeth, to the swishing tail that clattered against the ground beneath her. Pulling her arms apart to the best of her ability, the chains that held her in place refused to give out, leaving the blonde bounty huntress to the full mercy of Ridley's vengeance. However, even as the beast closed in, there was one thing far different than what she herself could recall.

Ridley, in its metallic form, had not had a cock. Looming a mere foot away from her face, standing out like a beacon of robotic despair, was what could only be the longest appendage known to mankind. Straining her hearing, Samus Aran could scarcely make out the words it spoke, though her dream-self had no problem discerning its request. 'Serve, or die.'

Even as her dream began to fade away, the distant sight of her submission remained the same, the sight of Ridley's monstrous cock sliding in between her thick thighs, approaching her entrance, before--

... Arching her back atop her bedroll, Samus Aran's eyes snapped open, mouth wide agape from a silent scream as her thighs quivered uncontrollably. The fingers between her legs never ceased their movement, her palm rubbing up against her clit at a frantic pace, though all the while, her pussy clenched down around the invading digits, a steady gush of juices squirting out against her palm, though a great majority joined the slowly growing pool between her legs.

Remaining there for what felt like a small eternity, Samus' back slowly returned down to the thin mattress of her bedroll, chest heaving up and down as her lungs strained for air. Falling down through the tears in her tent, the ever present drizzle of Novus slowly returned her mind to the present time, the faintest memories of what became of Meta-Ridley returning as well.

Her foe was gone, that much was assured. Ridley was dead, her dark counterpart had been vanquished, and a somewhat stable peace had been returned to the universe. Slowly rising up into a seated position, Samus gently pulled her fingers free from the tight confines of her snatch, a shuddering moan slipping past her lips from the touch upon her sensitive folds. Definitely, touching herself every other hour bore with it some repercussions, one of which being the fact that her body demanded a sense of release far more often than what she herself had been accustomed to. Shaking her head with a mirthful snicker, Samus' mind returned to a simpler time; a time when her needy slit only required stimulation once every other month.

Snapping her eyes wide open with a start, Samus' body froze up, hands ceasing their movements as her blood grew cold in her veins. Her camp was left in tatters from the recent Jaeger invasion, though even still, a small line still existed around its perimeter. Through the slit in the entrance to her tent, illuminated by the luminescent moonlight that shone down from the heavens above, was a white silhouette that made her heart pound within her chest.

Its head was evenly matched with Samus' own, leaving it at a waist-height had Samus herself been standing up, though gleaming through her campsite, basked in the radiant silvery moonlight from above, a pair of electrifying cyan eyes stood out above the rest. From what she could see, its chest was puffed out, thick white feathers keeping it warm, and undoubtedly safe, whilst a pair of plated onyx talons were placed firmly on the ground. Folded against its sides was what she could only assume to be a pair of powerful wings, the very tips being the same onyx plating she had seen so many times before. However, what stood out even more than its sparkling eyes, was the solid onyx spike that went from where its sharp beak should have been, going all the way up behind its head in a single sharp spike, easily reaching half a foot backward.

For a fraction of a second, her mind flickered back to her dream, back to being chained down, bent over and forced to submit; a part of her wished to be there rather than where she currently was. Although, squinting her eyes, a far too familiar sight reached her eyes. Nestled between its legs, a smooth corkscrew shaped cock stuck out, twisting around itself until its sharp tip pointed straight ahead. No matter how much she tried to squirm away, while under its predatory gaze, her body refused to obey the orders it received. Almost as if it knew where her depraved eyes had fallen, the avian stepped forth, its majestic wings spreading out a foot to either side, whilst fully exposing its cock for the blonde's viewing pleasure, the faintest trace of an onyx sheath resting against its pristine feathers.

Electrifying cyan eyes were set in a stern manner, a subtle shake of its head being the only trace of disdain, though before long, as Samus herself failed to resist its paralyzing gaze, the avian's wings once again fell down to rest against its sides. With what little of its power had been shown, the anomaly of Novus had already lost her will to resist, its longing eyes solely fastened upon the form of Wolke's erect penis. Whether or not it had found Novus' savoir or slayer, there was no doubt.

Stepping forth on its talons, Wolke slowly approached the ravaged flaps of Samus' tent, its omnipotent eyes taking in the faint traces of a Jaeger's presence. It had watched on in silence, taking in the sight of this blonde anomaly, how she had twisted and turned, begging for the Jaeger pack's merciless assault. The meeting with Leistung had been missed, though as Wolke came to a halt before Samus' wide open tent, the traces of Novus' Equine cleansing were evident as well.

Forcing its gaze to meet with the blue orbs of its prey, Wolke focused its mind, projecting its thoughts directly into the mind of the one sitting before it. Faintly, for every step it had taken, an aromatic scent had wafted out across the area. Now, as its talons dug deeply into the unpolluted dirt of Novus, the source of the scent was clear. Between the anomaly's legs, a small puddle had formed, similar, yet so different from the ever present drizzle of Novus itself. The scent, a florescent hue lingering in the air, oozed forth from the apex of Samus Aran's legs; an intoxicating temptation wafting out along with it.

Within her mind, Samus could feel the presence of another, though no matter how hard she tried to force it, the images of her dream returned, however, rather than being forced to submit to Ridley's monstrous cybernetic cock, the image had shifted. Gone was her lifelong nemesis. In its place was a new creature, one whose wings were the purest ivory, with a far too strong gaze for her to resist. Even without her body's obedience, her legs shook as her libido returned, the aftereffect of being so thoroughly claimed shining through.

Yet, even with her arousal so evident, the only thoughts projected to her were those of disappointment and sorrow. Almost as quickly as her mind was assaulted by such feelings, the pressure holding her down faded, though rather than squirming away, Samus' mind had become far too overtaken by her eternally dissatisfied lust. Oh, how she wanted it. How her mind pleaded with her body, a hidden desire entering her heart. It wouldn't take long, her juices oozed forth from her eager slit, an impending orgasm approaching rapidly, even without a single thing to fill her up. Perhaps her libido had been unleashed, perhaps her mind and body had been corrupted, perhaps her very being would forever change; though at that moment, with a smooth avian cock jutting out from Wolke's groin, she didn't care.

Almost as if it felt this change, this realization, her mind was assaulted by a single, wordless command, an image she could not help but recognize. Shuffling around for a bit, shifting the way her legs were positioned, Samus rolled around onto her stomach, her drenched vagina wetly slapping down against the puddle of her previous orgasm, the sensation wrenching a heated moan from her plump lips. Pushing herself up onto her hands and knees, Samus turned her head around, long blonde hair falling down in the loose ponytail she had pulled it into, a gleeful look spreading across her face. All to be met by the unreadable glare of electrifying cyan eyes.

Moving faster than she herself was capable of seeing, Wolke jumped up onto her outstretched legs, its sharp onyx talons digging down into her shins, a pleasant sting coursing through Samus' body from the tightness of its grip. Even without arms to hold her down, the mere feeling of Wolke's hardened feathers against her exposed rump was enough to make Samus' arms wobble, her breasts swaying back and forth in time with the subtle shaking of her hips. Even without being entered, the mere feeling of Wolke's sharp cockhead brushing up against her weeping slit was enough to keep her attentive, her mind a buzz as her stomach fluttered.

Lowering her hands down until she rested on her elbows, jutting her firm rump out all the more, Samus Aran let out the faintest wheeze as Wolke slowly closed in, its tip brushing up against her sensitive folds, though never truly entering. As it were, with their difference in height, should the avian straighten out its legs, its cockhead would surely-

Throwing her head back with a silent scream, Samus' eyes slowly rolled into the back of her head, back arching in time with the searing pain that emanated from her exposed backside. The predator perched atop her shins had straightened out, its sharp and smooth cock moving away from the bounty huntress' sopping snatch, only to near instantly pierce through the tight ring of muscle protecting her asshole. With a long, outdrawn groan, Samus' pussy quivered as a jet of juices shot forth, her orgasm coming out in the form of several squirts, all the while tightening her splincher around the invader forcing its way inside.

Wolke was, by no means, huge. From what she had seen, its cock was easily proportionate with its own height, being scarcely three and a half foot tall when standing up fully. That, however, did not mean that it was small. Grinding against her entrance, the very tip of Wolke's cock forced her ring to stretch, a painfully pleasant moan slipping through fully plump lips. Judging by the way her asshole strained to accommodate its newest intruder, the very tip of Wolke's dick had to be an inch and a half thick, though from what she could tell, it was undoubtedly bigger near the base. Briefly, the blonde's mind went to the shape of a rather long buttplug, an image that was forever cemented in her mind when another inch of Wolke's cock caused her anal ring to stretch out all the more.

By the time a third inch was forcing its way through her backdoor, Samus' vagina quivered as another orgasm threatened to break through, the copious juices of her first release forming a sizeable puddle beneath her stomach. If this continued, she may very well be sleeping in a pool of her own arousal; a pleasant enough thought, she supposed. Her musings were interrupted by another inch sliding inside of her asshole, this one forcing her backdoor to stretch out even more, causing Samus' mind to flicker back to her comparison. Perhaps a very big buttplug was more accurate.

Letting out a series of moans as another inch slipped past her ring, the task of accommodation became significantly easier past that point, either from the fact that the bulk of Wolke's cock had entered her endlessly tight rump, or from a lack of enthusiasm from her feathered lover. However, as soon as the thought crossed her mind, Wolke's grip on her shins tightened even more, causing Samus to wince from the pain, though soon enough, with one final push, Wolke forced the rest of its cock inside of Samus' anal passage, a solid foot of avian dick being lodged inside of her rump, its sharp tip tickling her depths in a manner that made her pussy gush.

Right as her mind was about to be overcome with pleasure, a sight was forced through, the predator currently lodged inside of her asshole projecting a location, a path and a target into her mind, and with a startled realization, Samus Aran recognized the being she was shown; the creature that had knocked her ship out of Novus' skyline upon her arrival. The image of a terrifying and majestic creature, its powerful talons tearing up the ground, its mighty scales protecting it from harm, and its endless dominance over all life intermingled with the current nirvana that dominated her mind, and whether she wanted to or not, the thought of submitting, of bending over before such a being tipped her over the edge.

With something more akin to a sob than a moan of pleasure, Samus' pussy clenched down around the empty void her fingers had left, a few droplets of juices splashing down against the ground between her legs, though most notably, as her orgasm overcame the anger left from her crash, a scalding heat spread throughout her tight backdoor. True to its race, alien or not, Wolke barely lasted long enough to ruin Samus' mind further, its tip nudging up against the blonde bounty huntress' anal depths, just in time for a thick glob of scalding hot cum to pour forth. Unlike the utter dominance she had felt from her time with the Jaegers, Wolke's load left her reeling, a staggering disbelief coursing through her mind, only to be squashed as a second, much more prominent burst of cum entered her rump.

The avian was smaller than her past lovers, both the size of its body and the size of its cock, so naturally, its load would also be smaller. At the very least, some part of Samus' subconscious had tried to force that point. However, as Wolke's wings unfolded themselves from its sides, and its hardened feathers ground up against Samus' firm rump, the size of its load intensified, easily filling her asshole up to the brim in a manner of seconds, yet still its orgasm continued. A fifth gush shot out, the sheer force behind its burst causing Samus to choke. The eight burst almost felt as if it had hit her lungs themselves, forcing Samus' arms to give out as her stomach began to bloat from Wolke's singular orgasm. By the time the twelfth shot of sperm was blasted inside of her asshole, Samus could have sworn she felt the taste of cum on her tongue, her belly easily distending until she looked three months pregnant.

Before its thirteenth burst had the chance to shoot out, Wolke jerked its body back, its thick cock ripping itself out from Samus' clenching asshole, only to fire a small hose of deliciously white seed out across her firm cheeks, a few droplets landing down by the growing puddle of Samus' arousal seeping cunt. Finally, with one final burst rushing up the length of Wolke's throbbing cock, the avian angled itself downward, forcibly shoving every single inch of throbbing bird cock inside of Samus' spasming snatch, the final burst of its orgasm blending in with the copious amounts of juices making their way out of her slit.

Holding its cock in place for a fraction of a second longer, allowing the pleasant sensations of Samus' rippling snatch to warm its dick, Wolke released its tight grip around the blonde's shins, two red lines running across both of her legs. Withdrawing its cock fully, Samus Aran slumped down, the painful grip around her shins as well as the throbbing cock in her butt being the only thing to keep her upright, though with both of those gone, her arms gave out fully, face dropping down into the pillow of her bedroll whilst her legs remained in place, a steady stream of pure ivory cum oozing forth from her ravaged asshole, whilst the final burst in her vagina remained in place, bathed in an abundance of her own juices.

Even as Wolke turned to leave, Samus' ears failed to pick up the sounds, her throat clenching up from what left like a dozen gallons of avian cum, though more than anything else, right as her consciousness began to fade away into the orgasmic bliss that remained in the aftermath of her submission, the sensation of being so thoroughly filled left her unable to do much at all. The only thing she could hope for was that there was enough left inside of her rump for a late dinner or early breakfast, whenever she woke up.

So caught up in her bliss, stomach distended and filled to the brim with avian seed, bubbles of cum leaking forth from her asshole, breasts rising up and down in time with her breathing, and firm rump thoroughly coated in a thick splatter of cum. As she were right then and there, bent over with her ass pushed up into the air, there was no doubt in her mind that whatever stumbled upon her next would be truly satisfied, or utterly disappointed.

What she didn't know however, was that from the outskirts of her camp, a pair of cyan eyes were zeroed in on her location, the whole of Novus being sealed away from penetrating her encampment.
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