2 hours later

During the 2 hour wait, Samus returned to her ship to reflect on the task she was about to undertake. She could feel a warmth emanating from within her, a comforting maternal feeling that she's not felt for many years. She had taken the opportunity to have a shower and change into some simple underwear. Given that she would be staying at the station for a little while, she wouldn't need to wear the zero suit and preferred not to strut around nude constantly.

"Miss Aran, the semen sample is ready." Announced the computer, and samus made her way back to the room with the computer's main terminal. There, presented in front of the machine, was a surpisingly sizeable syringe with a long thin tube attached to the end. Inside it was filled to the brim with a milky white liquid. "I have also prepared an injection that will relax your cervix enough for you to more easily insert the syringe into your uterus."

"Um, actually, I don't think it'll be all that easy for me to do this myself. Could uh... Could you inseminate me, computer?" Asked Samus, feeling somewhat embarassed

"Certainly, please take a seat in the chair behind you."

Samus turned to see a "chair" with a pair of styrups, the computer had called it a chair but it seemed more akin to a table, given she would be mostly on her back. Nevertheless, not wanting to waste time, she walked over to the "chair" and tentatively removed her panties. She laid down and guessed she would need to place each of her legs up in the styrups, in doing so making her vagina easily accessible and hopefully putting her in a slightly more comfortable position than her current arrangement. One by one each of her ankles found their place up in the stirrups, quickly followed by a pair of straps tightening around her legs to hold her in her rather exposed position.

A drone appeared from the doorway at the other side of the room. "Good afternoon Miss Aran. This one a medical service droid. This one has been tasked with carrying out an artificial insemination for you. Are you comfortable?" It introduced itself, and wasted no time.

"Yes. Thank you."

"Are you happy for me to proceed?"

"I think so. Please, go ahead."

The drone approached Samus, examining her before bringing a speculum in towards Samus' crotch. It paused, "Attention, foreign body present in the anus of the patient. This one would remove this object before continuing with the procedure. This one is concerned it may cause discomfort."

Samus had almost forgotten about the soda-can sized plug in her ass. It had been there for some time now. "Oh! Yes, please remove that before continuing." She requested, feeling somewhat like she was abandoning a friend, even though she knew it was a temporary measure. The droid attempted to pull the plug out of Samus, but failed to do so.

"The object is insufficiently lubricated to vacate the body. This one will apply lubricant around the object to remove it." Explained the droid, using a small flat tube to apply lube around the outside of the plug. A few moments later, the droid had expertly and gradually eased the plug out of her asshole. "This one would like to express that long term usage of a sex toy of this size may cause some permanent damage to the anus." Samus acknowleged the droid, but gestured for it to continue with its work, now accutely aware of the cold air rusing into her gaping asshole. She kind of wished that the plug was just back in there, she felt a little empty without it.

Promptly, the droid coated the surface of a speculum with lubricant before inserting it into Samus' vagina. The gel it used as lube was cold, and Samus whinced as the speculum was inserted into her. Slowly, the droid stretched Samus' pussy wide open to reveal her cervix. Samus was now peculiarly strapped down, laid on her back and with both her pussy and asshole wide open, feeling very exposed and in a **** position that she had never really experienced before.

"This one will now inject the patient with a fast acting muscle relaxant to relax the cervix." It explained, before samus felt a small pinprick in her pubic area. A few minutes passed while the pair waited for the relaxant to kick in before the droid broke the awkward silence, "The patient's cervix is now sufficiently dilated, now proceeding with insemination."

Samus watched the droid move the syringe closer to her, feeling the tube brush against the walls of her vagina. With a little push, the syringe was pushed into her uterus. Now, unlike with a penis, Samus' womb was now directly connected to a fat load of cum, likely billions of sperm raring to go for the race to her egg. Samus' heart was pouding. Was she really ready to go through with this? Would her body recover? Would she even be able to fight again? Is this even worth it?

The questions raced through Samus' head, and before she knew it, it was too late to go back. The droid pushed the plunger on the back of the syringe and Samus watched as the viscous load of cum was injected directly into her womb. Given the time of the month, and the health of Samus' body, there was no doubt in her mind that she would be pregnant by the morning. Samus envisioned the billions of sperm contained in the small lake of cum that was just pushed into her now racing towards her single (she hopes) egg, each of them vying to be the first to inseminate her.

The droid removed the syringe from Samus' body along with the speculum, allowing her pussy to relax back to its original state. The straps around her legs loosened and she sat up, seeing a little trickle of cum escape from her lips. "This one took the liberty of determining the patient's fertility and therefore chance of successful impregnation during the procedure. This one predicts an 86% chance of successful impregnation. This one wishes you good health and a nice day." It explained, before whizzing out of the room. Samus slipped her panties back on and placed her hands on her belly, imagining the semen sloshing around inside her. A part of her felt dirty, 'You fucking whore Samus' she heard in her head, while another part felt as if she was only doing what she felt was right to better fulfil her duty.

Nevertheless, there she sat on the edge of the "chair", now full of cum and certain to be pregnant by the morning.

The whole ordeal had left Samus exhausted. She retired to her ship for a nap that, with little effort, converted itself into a long rest. She awoke much later, having slept like a log for a full 18 hours.