Day 1- Night (Sleep)

Finally came the moment she’d been dreading. Sleep. Samus eyed the bed apprehensively. There was a clear sweat stain on the mattress in the shape of Hugh and the sheets appeared crusted with various chunks of unidentifiable substances.

At least he took a shower earlier…

She can’t stop herself from letting out a little yelp when she sees Hugh settle onto the bed, completely naked. “W- why are you not wearing any clothes?”

He gives the naive blonde a wicked smirk. “It’s normal in our village to sleep in the buff. Can’t you feel how unbearably stuffy it is?”

Samus has to agree that wearing clothes would certainly be stifling, especially for a man with as much fat as Hugh. But still…

I really don’t want to sleep with him in the same bed. Is there anything I can do to get out of it?

Hugh must have noticed the **** on Samus’s face, and not wanting to lose the opportunity, offers a compromise. “Well, it’s only for villagers. If you want you can wear some clothes.”

Presented with an out, Samus decides not to argue further and once again configures her zero suit to transform into a sports bra and spats combo that leaves her toned midriff exposed. Hugh’s eyes nearly bulge out of his head at how her nipples poke prominently through the skin-tight material, leaving almost nothing to imagination.

‘What a fuckin sexpot!’ He thinks to himself. He can barely resist the urge to jerk it to her voluptuous ass as she slips into the bed.

Samus tries her best to leave some space between her and Hugh. She keeps as close to the edge as possible with her back facing him but the fat man’s size meant that she could still feel his presence even with a small gap between them. She’s about to drift off to sleep when suddenly, the bed creaks as Hugh rolls over, his flabby arm wrapping around her side and his palm landing squarely on her tit.

“Hugh…” She whispers, trying to wake him up but a resounding snore is her only response.

Don’t tell me he’s fallen asleep. What should I do now? Would it be bad to suddenly wake him up?

She’s paralyzed by indecision when Hugh’s hand starts gently squeezing her tit, massaging her soft mounds.

Why is he doing that?

“Mhmm, soft, fluffy buns…” Hugh mumbles as he continues fondling her breasts.

He must be dreaming about food. If I wake him up now, he’d probably be so embarrassed to be caught in this situation. Endure it Samus!

Making up her mind, the gullible blonde decides to bear with his touches, even as a strange heat begins to pool between her legs.

Of course, Hugh wasn’t actually asleep. He certainly planned to feign slumber if Samus had protested but when the blonde still hadn’t said anything after a few minutes of his groping, he realized with glee that for some reason, she had given him carte blanche to do whatever he wanted with her body. He takes the opportunity to pull her closer to him, almost groaning in bliss at the feel of her supple back against his bulging belly. Burying his nose into her blonde tresses and inhaling her feminine scent, Hugh is surprised when Samus twitches at the sudden motion.

‘So she’s awake…’ Hugh muses. ‘And yet she’s not saying anything. Well, whatever her reason is, all the better for me!’

Jeez! Does he think I’m a bolster or something? Stop hugging me so tightly!

She has half a mind to elbow Hugh in the gut, consequences be damned when his finger finds her nipple and gives the stiff nub a pinch.

Ohhhh!

A jolt of electricity shoots through the bounty hunter’s body. It’s almost like being shot with a stun gun, except it leaves her wanting more.

“Cherries…” Hugh continues his incoherent muttering from behind her ear.

Idiot! Stop thinking of food all the time! Maybe you’d be a bit less fat if food wasn’t the only thing on your mind!

Little did she know, that couldn’t be further from Hugh’s true intentions. In the end, she spent most of the night drifting in and out of slumber, the overweight man’s constant groping preventing her from truly falling asleep.