A dancing pole

The shining metal pole that stood off to the side of the gym called out to Samus. While on any other day she would have dismissed the notion as a shameful fantasy, the upgrade had already wormed its way into Samus' mind. It had eroded at her morals and now all she could think about when she saw that pole was herself in a busy stripclub, strutting around in a whorish outfit and shaking her ass for the patrons who just saw her as a piece of meat.

'N-no, what am I thinking?' Samus looked away in shame, but the pictures remained, and the mind numbing sound of the club's beat still kept playing in her head.

'But maybe...' She approached the pole, her hips swaying as she did so. 'I mean, I've heard pole dancing is pretty difficult. It could be a good way to test out my new body.'

She was already teetering on the edge of what she found acceptable. Somehow, she felt if she started dancing now she wouldn't ever be able to stop herself.

But the music in the gym intensified, the simple beat changing to the same melody she heard in her fantasy. She felt herself growing hot, her shorts being stained by her own pussy juice. Samus knew that she could no longer hold herself back.

Throwing her body into it she dropped down, showing off her ass to her imaginary audience. She put her hips into it, twerking and feeling her cheecks flow alongside the rhytm. Whoops and cheers came from the speakers and she broke out into a manic smile.

Putting a pause on the performance she backed up against the pole, feeling her ass envelop it, and with one hand she pulled off her spats. Samus felt them disspear as deep crimson panties materialized to cover her pussy. She smiled even harder as her movement revealed a flaw in the panties, that being that they weren't quite wide enough to cover her asshole, and a single movment could give anyone a glimpse of what lay beneath.

She threw off her sports bra too, it quickly being replaced by a pair matching her new racy panties. Samus felt a twinge of dissatisfaction as she saw how comparatively dissapointing her breasts were compared to her ass, but she quickly got over it as she once again put her ass to work.

Samus' performance continued, coating her body in a layer of shining sweat as the subliminal messages within the song and the work of the upgrade kept on changing her, teaching her how to be the perfect stripper.

But eventually Samus' performance ended.