She investigates the 'wetness'

Although Samus was amazed with the new capabilities of her suit and was imagining what else it might be able to do, she couldn't ignore the uncomfortable wet feeling that had developed since the parasite began optimizing her suit.

"Computer, just to check, do I take this off the same way I always have?" Samus queries

"Yes. However, I have designed a capsule that I theorise your suit will now be able to be packed into. This should allow you to take the zero suit almost anywhere, provided you don't end up stripped naked with all your belongings confiscated."

The terminal facing samus produced a capsule about the size of a soda can. Samus reached round up where her suit would normally have a seam on her chest where she could loosen the suit and remove it, only to find that the seam was no longer present. Similarly to the stealth situation, the suit seemed to respond by itself and loosened from her body, becoming a little baggy and opening up where it usually would. After a little wriggling, Samus was free of the zero suit and... dripping. She quickly discovered that her body had been covered in a thin layer of what seemed to be a wet jelly-like substance. It had completely soaked through her vest into her bra, and similarly into her panties.

"Computer?"

"The gel is completely harmless. It is 'secreted' by the suit interior when you put it on. In fact, when wearing the suit it should act as an effective shock absorber, allowing you to survive longer falls and take harder hits without your body being harmed. The effect on your undergarments is certainly an unfortunate (or not) side effect, though I doubt the parasite places much of a priority on your modesty." It responds.

Samus sighs, the zero suit in a pile on the floor around her feet. "Well, I suppose I don't want the suit ruining all my underwear when I wear it. And I sure as hell am not enjoying the soaked panties. Here goes nothing." Samus lifts her vest up and over her head, revealing a flesh tone sports bra holding her breasts in place. She proceeds, reaching round and undoing the clasps on her bra, slipping the straps off her shoulders and allowing her ample, teardrop shaped breasts to fall out of their cups. Her twins slap against her chest, feeling the cold air rush against her skin causes her cute pink nipples to stiffen. Rather uncomfortably, the gel had seeped through so thoroughly that her breasts were sliding against eachother, lubricated by the gel.

Wasting no time, she tucks her thumbs into the band of her gel-soaked thong and bends forward to take them off. She couldn't ignore her boobs clapping as they slapped against eachother from her bending over, becoming abundantly aware of the fact that each of these sounds was echoing through the halls of the station. She did her best to ignore it and slid her panties down her things, revealing her pussy. She stood back up, still feeling gross from how slick her body was, except this time she was completely nude. Although the zero suit didn't leave much to the viewer's imagination, Samus' body was always something to be admired. It was a beautifully sculpted athletic form, but with curves in all the right places, especially her plush boobs and satisfyingly cushioned, yet firm ass.

Samus threw her sodden underwear into a pile on the floor and bent down to pick up the zero suit. She draped it over her forearm and approached the terminal where the capsule rested.