Samus likes Milf Samus

Samus looked in the mirror and saw another woman behind her. She looked just like her... well, almost. Even though she was wearing the same Zero Suit as her, she had small signs of aging on her face. She wasn't physically fit like her. She didn't have the muscles of a bounty hunter, but rather the slender body of a woman who, despite sticking to a diet, didn't do any physical activity or stressful activities. In particular, she was much more hourglass-shaped than her, with a larger butt and chest.

In a way, that was what she wanted, but she believed she was supposed to be the one undergoing the change, not to appear as some kind of clone.

Samus: This wasn't planned... are you sentient?

Milf Samus made an annoyed face.

Milf Samus: Is that how you talk to your mom?

Samus: Mom? No, you're a clone. You appeared when I tried to do some experiments with the machine. I was supposed to look like you, but instead you appeared.

Milf Samus: Oh, I see, I clearly remember doing what you said and then finding myself behind you... but you're a very cute girl, Samus, so from now on, I'll be your mommy.

Samus blinks in confusion.

Samus: Okay, so you know you're me? And that I wanted to be a sexy milf?

Milf Samus approached her with a smooth, confident walk, then caressed her head in a motherly way.

Milf Samus: Exactly, I'm sorry things didn't turn out the way you wanted, but look on the bright side now, I'm a very loving mommy who wants to shower you with her love.

Samus actually liked what she saw, and the feeling of having someone willing to take care of her wasn't bad, but...

Samus: Anyway, I wanted something more sensual.

Milf Samus: I know, don't worry.

Milf Samus gave Samus a sneaky kiss on the lips, leaving Samus stunned. MILF Samus looked at her with a mix of a condescending gaze and veiled lust that Samus was only now beginning to understand.

Samus: So you're that kind of... mom.

Milf Samus: Exactly, little girl, I'll do anything to make you happy, including teaching you how to be a woman. In fact, I'd really like that.

Samus: So... why not?! Let's try it.

Samus pulls her MILF counterpart to her and kisses her passionately. Her MILF counterpart kisses her back with equal intensity. Both Samuses grabbed each other's behinds, though MILF Samus found the juiciest butt cheeks more satisfying.

Milf Samus: Little girl, do you really want to do this here in front of the sentient computer, or do we want to find a booth in this station?