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Chapter 18 by Big Finish 5678 Big Finish 5678

What is the next part of Samus' sentence?

A public example

Just then, a small metallic circle hovered into view, and set itself down upon the ground in front of Samus. The Robot pulled her onto the platform, and metal clamps sprang around her feet, rooting her to the spot.

"YOU WILL REMAIN ON THIS PLATFORM UNTIL THE MANAGER IS READY TO SEE YOU."

"You're leaving me here?! In the middle of the resort?!" Samus protested.

"NEGATIVE." The platform whirred back into life and began to lift off the ground, before flipping upside down, leaving the naked Samus floating upside down in the air. "THE PLATFORM WILL FOLLOW AN AUTOMATED ROUTE ACROSS THE ENTIRE RESORT. ALL RESIDENTS MUST SEE THE CONSEQUENCES FOR INDECENT EXPOSURE!"

"But you'll be exposing me to the entire resort! The Punishment doesn't fit the crime, the punishment is the crime!"

"IF YOU ARE NOT NAKED, THEN HOW WILL PEOPLE KNOW YOU COMMITTED INDECENT EXPOSURE? THE LOGIC IS FAULTLESS."

The robot then returned to it's duties, as the upside down Samus slowly hovered down the road, throwing profanities at the idiotic automaton. Eventually, Samus wore out her vocal cords, and remained silent for the rest of the circuit.

To think, just a few hours ago, Samus had been celebrated on this planet as a hero. Now she was the literal butt of a very naked joke. With her arms cuffed behind her, she could do nothing to cover her body from onlookers. All she could do was feel the breeze tickling against her bare skin, traveling between her thigh gap, and snaking over her sore buttocks. If only that had been the end of her troubles.

Unfortunately for Samus, a mischievous girl decided to shove two ice cream cones on her breasts. The cones immediately fell off of course, but the freezing ice cream remained, and caused Samus to thrash wildly at her cold gift. This **** reaction gave people the idea to start prodding her with more. Her arms, legs, stomach, face, back, butt, crotch. No part of Samus was safe from a sugary paintjob.

By the end of her tour, she was covered head to toe in the now melted and sticky ice cream. With people having bought a variety of flavours, she looked like a psychedelic, sugar laden rainbow, covered in shades and swirls of mint green, blue bubblegum, strawberry pink, cherry red, vanilla yellow, chocolate brown, and the classic whippy white. The ice cream vendors at this place must've made a fortune.

As the sun began to set, the platform finally stopped in it's tracks, and reorientated itself and Samus right side up, before setting down on the ground. A robot approached her. It was the same model as the one before, but different. Red strips had been painted on it's shoulders and head. Denoting a different rank perhaps?

"GREETINGS! I AM THE AUTOMATED MANAGER IN CHARGE OF THIS RESORT."

"You have got to be kidding me!" Samus groaned.

What's next?

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