Samus explores her body in private.

Now alone Walter could finally take in his new form. He had selected by pure chance to test his invention but suffice to say he was less than please to be stuck in it. The woman, Samus Aran, was a popular one from the games his children had loved playing. He figured it would have been ideal to transform into her. It was less troublesome than picking some random celebrity and then being hounded potential fans.

Suffice to say while the device did malfunction it was still overall a success. He was now a blonde woman in every sense of the word...well rather she was a blonde woman now. Clad in a skin tight latex catsuit, Walter was more than happy that Samus's body was rather fit and youthful. She could feel her new body flex and move much easier than there old one. In fact...Samus was able to contort and twist her body into all sorts of shapes, ever lifting her leg above her head.

But as tempting as it was to indulge in this youthful body, mentally Walter was still exhausted as heck. They had been working overtime on the machine and despite there body being more than able, Walter's mind was not. Sighing to herself, they decided tomorrow they would further there studies on this body. For now they would get some sleep.

Heading over to the bed, Samus's lips curled into a frown as she looked down. The catsuit wasn't uncomfortable by any means....but it did feel a little too much to sleep in. So they decided to remove it. Reaching for the zipper, Samus pulled it down. The Zero Suit opened and gently slid down her body, pooling by her feet.

"Huh," She mused. She hadn't even felt the underwear. From how flexible and comfy the suit was, she had assumed she was nude underneath, but nope. She was wearing a nice comfy blue underwear. Well it was good to know, at least she wouldn't be wearing that warm suit for the rest of her stay. Without as much as a second thought, Samus got into bed.

Meanwhile outside.....

"Seriously, your dad eh mom beat me up....and you didn't even say anything," Martin whined.

"Really...you thought I'd be able to stop Samus?" Tim questioned.

"I mean...she's your father...eh mother...eh parent. I'm sure she wouldn't have done anything to you,"

"Look in case you haven't noticed. Dad's not exactly in the right frame of mine. I was expecting he'd just yell at you but it seems like that body's not just affecting him physically, it's also messing with his mind. He's not all in there."

"Seriously," Martin deadpanned.

"Look I'm not excusing it, but I'm saying we need to be play our cards right," Tim explained. "Dad's working out some kinks with his device. Once he's managed to sort it out though we can ask him if he has extras we could borrow,"

"Come again?"

"Seriously...my dad walks in with a device that changed him into Samus Aran and it didn't occur to you that maybe...just maybe he would let us use it. If anything we could be test subjects or the first owners of his fixed version," Tim reasoned. "Seriously how could you not see the potential of this,"

"Well...in case you forget....he or well she was....um...."

"Stepping on you,"

"Yeah," Martin admitted sheepishly. As much as he disliked the physical ****....there was something almost arousing about the whole ordeal. He....liked it. He loved when a woman was so in control.

"Whatever...just go and get some sleep, let's hope we don't have any more issues with Dad. Sooner he fixes the device...soon we can get him out of here." Tim told his roommate.