Samus, future [Ending]

Samus shook herself awake as she piloted the ship away from the derelict station. What had she been thinking, an untested vr pod on an old station? It was a miracle that she only slept too long. Now there were a million things to do and her inbox was blowing up with messages from the federation and various reporters due to coming online after so long. It almost made her go crazy, they were all over her while she was still reeling from finding out that she was now more than a year in the future. She would have to spend the following year fighting non stop to stem the tide of pirates that had appeared in her absence. Despite the stress it did excite her a little, but it was undercut by a sudden thought:

'I wish I didn't have to be so tough all of the time.' The moment she thought that images of black women with fat asses flashed through her mind. They looked down on her and mocked her as Samus knelt with her zero suit laid neatly at her side, the thickest of them spitting at her and ordering Samus to lick her wet pussy.

'What was that?' Samus blushed. Just then, another message from the federation came in and Samus was pulled away from her fantasies of submitting to black women.

Meanwhile, on the station Choco got herself off as she watched her former ship fly off into the distance. Before sending her clone away she'd implanted it with a growing desire to serve thick ebony bitches like Choco. The seeds were already starting to sprout, but it would be a while before Samus Aran became a regular visitor of Choco's chat, and even longer before the bounty hunter would become so **** that she'd meet up in person to pleasure Choco in whichever way she wanted.

Choco could have skipped all of this and instantly turned Samus into her sex ****, but that wasn't good enough for the whore, she wanted to watch the famous hero succumb to lust and willingly become the **** of her betters. Choco wanted Samus to return from a mission and beg to clean out her pussy after Choco came back from selling it at a gloryhole for cheap. She wanted Samus to give up her entire paycheck for the mere possibility of becoming Choco's chair for the weekend. Choco Orange wouldn't be satisfied until Samus Aran became a shameless, obedient ****.

"I'll be waiting."