Samus is betrayed

Samus stared at the holographic projection of the resort. No real details could be decerned, it just looked like another park, but the giant letters spelling out NUDIST BEACH hung large over everything. After the initial shock wore off Samus felt a great anger grow within herself. She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands into fists, her bare nails digging into her palms.

"Are you kidding me!" she hissed, her voice trembling with barely contained rage. "You think I'm going to stroll across an entire planet, naked, just to go hang out at another beach. Naked! That's not going to help me at all."

MAPS’s hologram flickered slightly, as if recoiling from her fury. "Ma’am, I assure you; the transit network is top of the line."

"I don't care," She shot back, "I don't want to stay naked. I. Want. Clothes!"

If you are in need of a new swimsuit, might I suggest one of our massive shopping centers." MAPS says repeating himself. "I would recommend nearby Galleria-"

"SHUT UP!" Samus roared, her bare chest heaving with furious breaths as she slammed her fist against the console. MAPS's hologram flickered and there was a long pause, as MAPS let the bounty hunter catch her breath before he spoke again. Despite being a monotone voice, a seed of frustration could be heard in his tone.

"Ma'am, I must remind you that I have other guests to assist," MAPS said flatly, creating a projection of an arrow and pointing behind her. Samus froze. A cold prickle ran down her spine. Slowly, she turned her head to follow MAPS arrow and her stomach dropped as she saw the crowd that had gathered outside the kiosk. Families in swimwear, teenagers clutching ice creams, even a group of big-eyed aliens in sunhats—all of them staring. Wide-eyed. Silent. At least half of them, especially the teens, were focused on her butt which was very prominently on display considering was leaning over onto the console.

"Eehh!" Samus' breath hitched as she whirled around to hide her ass. She saw the whole crowd gasp before she remembered to cover herself, clasping both hands between her legs and letting her upper arms hide her nipples. How long had they been there? Just quietly staring at her. All of her! Samus' face went fully red as her shoulders raised so high they nearly touched her ears. She had to get out of here and unfortunately that meant going through the crowd standing at the entrance.

Without uttering another word Samus bolted forward, prepared to tackle her way through the crowd if need by however as she grew closer to the glass door it didn't even start to open. Samus tried to correct herself but it was too late and she slammed face first into window. The crowd took a step back and winced at what looked like a very painful impact. Samus meanwhile was pressed awkwardly into the wall. Her face stretched against the glass in a silly expression while her arms had been knocked away placing her bare breasts in a similar stretched out form.

"MAPS! Open the door. NOW!"

The hologram flickered. "I'm afraid I can't do that Ma'am."

"What!" Samus shrieked as she unstuck herself from the glass.

"As you have informed me you are currently fact completely naked and chosen to neither provide me your guest code nor vacate to a nudist beach. I am **** to conclude you are an exhibitionist in violation to our decency rules. As such you shall remain here until security comes to retrieve you."

"You Traitor!"

"I'm simply doing my job ma'am."

Samus didn’t have time to argue. The crowd outside had moved passed shock and concern. Now they saw her actions as comedic and began pulling out holophones to capture her humiliation. She threw an arm over her chest and tried to find a way out, but the kiosk’s smooth walls offered no seams, no handles—just the single automatic door MAPS had magnetically locked. Samus searched desperately for the gap between thr doors but found nothing.

Her palms pushed against the doors as she hurried around the rest of the searching for a secondary exit or loose panel she could use to yank out of the foundation and escape but there were none. As she searched the crowd outside the kiosk grew as people became curious what all the commotion was about. They were awestruck when they saw the bodacious naked blonde jumping around in a little glass box. That really embodied how the once proud warrior felt right now. Like an zoo animal in a cage and a very popular one at that. The air started to feel thick and Samus felt herself start to sweat profusely.

Samus slammed her palms against the rear wall. She wasn't even trying to cover anymore. Her face was beet red and expression one of pure panic and humiliation. How the mighty had fallen. As she began to feel totally hopeless her eyes glanced down and noticed a child pressed against the glass watching her. She reminded the heroine of herself at that age. Innocent.

"Mommy, why is that lady naked?" The child asked as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Samus didn't know why but that simple question made something in her snap.

Samus’s jaw clenched. The kiosk’s glass walls reflected her flushed face, her wild eyes—and beyond them, the growing crowd. Phones flashed. Someone giggled.

"That's enough!" She screamed. Muscles coiled beneath her skin as she braced herself, her bare feet planted firmly on the slick floor. The glass wasn’t reinforced—just standard-grade transparency, meant to keep things out, but not things like her. With a sharp exhale, Samus threw her full weight forward, shoulder-first into the glass. The pane shattered with a spectacular crash, glittering shards exploding outward onlookers fled in panic in confusions. Screams rang out as Samus tumbled onto the hot pavement beyond.

Quickly Samus rolled onto her hands and knees, glass crunching beneath her palms. She felt a sharp sting of pain however the glass couldn't cut her enhanced skin. She literally stood up and ran off the pain. The park’s security alarm wailed to life, a robotic voice booming overhead: "Alert: Structural breach in Sector 7. Security dispatched."

She was already sprinting, bare feet slapping against wet concrete, her muscles burning as she zigzagged between startled guests.

The robotic voice echoed again, closer this time: "Unauthorized exit detected. All guests please clear Sector 7." Samus skidded around a corner, her bare feet burning against the sun-scorched pavement. Then she saw them. The security robots galloping towards here with more velocity than before. It made sense she had basically been upgraded from indecent exposure to property damage. She was a higher priority now. Samus felt her muscles burn as she sped up adamant to get away from her one-eyed pursuers. Guest jumped out of her way as the naked beauty passed unable to even cover up as it would only slow her down.

"I hate robots!" She cried out as ran off her bare butt giggling with each step.