Day 1- Afternoon

Her breakfast still weighing heavily in her gut, Samus heads out into the village. It still surprises her that there is not a single female in sight, and all the men here are ugly and overweight. Luckily, she soon spots what she is looking for, a lone wooden stand selling fresh groceries.

As much as it pains me to refuse their hospitality, I cannot eat another meal like this morning. If I cook my own food, it should avoid the issue of incompatible taste.

“Hello!” Samus greets the grocer, who is yet another unwashed, pot-bellied uggo. “Can I buy some of your vegetables?”

The grocer smiles, revealing yellow-stained teeth. “Of course Miss. My name is Peter. What would you like?”

Samus browses his wares, oblivious to how his eyes were fixed on her giant titties that were on full display when she bent over. Peter had heard from his friend Hugh about how she seemed to be extremely clueless regarding sexual matters, so he decided to test it out by grabbing her tits as a greeting. To his delight, she freely lets him fondle her soft boob while she continues looking at his veggies.

“Hmm, alright. I think I will go with these.” She gestures at some produce, a signal for him to end his groping.

“Sure. How would you like to pay?”

“Ah, I don’t exactly have any of this planet’s currency on me. I was hoping I could offer to help out. I’m good with hard labor.” Samus flexes her muscles which inadvertently causes her boobies to bounce.

“Hmm, I’m sorry but I don’t exactly need any help right now…” At the sight of Samus’ crestfallen face however, a dirty idea creeps into his mind. “But I am a bit bored. How about we play a little game?”

“Sure!” Samus is quick to agree, **** to avoid eating another one of Hugh’s specials. “What is it?”

“It’s pretty simple. I’ll blindfold you and you have to try and guess what vegetable I put in your mouth. If you get it correct, you can have it.” Peter explains.

“Alright!” Samus follows his instructions and follows him behind the counter, before kneeling down and allowing him to tie a rag around her eyes.

“First one.” Peter's voice comes from somewhere above her head.

Samus braces herself as she feels something hard press against her lips. She slowly opens her mouth, allowing the mysterious object to slowly push into her oral cavity. It's conical in shape, widening as it gets deeper. Her tongue can make out ridges and valleys running perpendicular to the length.

“It’s a carrot!” She excitedly shouts, getting into the game despite herself.

“Good.” Peter chuckles. “That was an easy one. I’ll be stepping up the difficulty after this.”

The carrot is quickly replaced by a new object. This one is sleek, the tip rounded like a semi-circle. Samus spends a bit more time sucking on it before going with “It’s a cucumber.”

“Right again! Now for the last one!” Peter once again places a new item before her lips. “You might want to open wide. This one is a lot thicker than the others.”

There’s a darker tone in his voice that Samus completely misses as she obediently opens her mouth as wide as it can go. Even then, the next object is a tight fit. It feels like Peter is trying to cram a soda can into her mouth. Still, Samus is not one to give up in the face of adversity. She strains until her jaw aches and finally it pops into her mouth. Luckily, the tip appeared to be much bigger than the rest of the object, giving it a distinctly mushroom-like shape. Was it a mushroom though? It felt way too hard to be one.

Samus rubs her tongue over it curiously, noting that it had a somewhat rubbery, muted taste. Above her head, she can hear Peter’s breathing growing haggard. Was he growing tired of holding the object in her mouth? Not wanting to keep him waiting, Samus tries sucking at the object even harder, trying to discern something about the shape and taste but all she can get is more of that latex-like taste.

“Time’s up.” Peter finally gasps as he pulls the object out of her mouth. “Did you figure out what it was?”

“A mushroom?” Samus hazards.

“Good!” The grocer congratulates her as he removes her blindfold.

Samus notices that his face is flushed and his chest is heaving but doesn’t think too much about it. She’s more excited to see him packing the fresh veggies into a bag before handing them to her.

“Thanks for playing along, Miss. If you ever need more food, we can always play it again.” Peter smiles amicably at her.

“Thank you Peter. I’ll be back.” Samus gives him a small wave as she leaves his shop.

Once she’s out of sight, Peter quickly discards the condom he had used to cover his cock. He wasn’t sure just how far he could push her, so he’d taken it easy the first time round. Next time though, she’d get the real thing. He rubs his dick in anticipation, recalling how her plump lips had wrapped around his cockhead.