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Chapter 11 by IcyDragon01 IcyDragon01

What does she do?

Panic!

With a muffled whine, Samus' arms grasped the throbbing rubber. Intent on forcefully pulling it off. It seemed to work at first, another inch pulled from her maw. Unfortunately, the friction from her lips caused the intruder to lengthen that much too.

Clearly, something else would need to happen for her to escape this trap of her own making. Her eyes glance around the room, looking for anything that could be of help, as the cups on her udders and tits kept distracting her with their suction.

How is she going to get out of this mess?

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