Goal achieved, now booting out The simulation announced after Samus' steamy, raunchy threesome.
The beach began fade away. The horizon melted polygon by polygon and soon Samus found herself back in her ship. She ripped out of the apparatus without hesitation and began to scan the ship's diagnostics.
Sure enough there was a foreign program that had infected the VR simulator. She quickly isolated the program and sent it to quarantine, rendering it incapable of further manipulation of the system. She'd deal with it later as she was weary after the activity in the simulator.
Samus went to her quarters to take a shower. She stripped off her Zero Suit and examined herself in the mirror. Her body was back to normal, its form lithe and athletic instead of the curves and enormous chest of a sexpot and she didn't have any of those lewd, slutty piercings. She was normal again and fit for battle.
After taking a shower Samus decided to deal with the simulator. She thought about the experience on the virtual beach. Loathe as she was to admit it, it had been a pleasurable encounter. It would be good for living out fantasies and relieving the stress that built up during missions. She needed some sort of release. She decided to...
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