She lets viewers change her body for donations.

Samus woke up with a start. She just had an amazing dream that gave her the perfect idea on how to run another strip show. She pulled off the bed covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed, heeding no mind to the large damp spot on the sheets. She did, however, notice a small robot holding a tray next to her. On the tray was a brown, edible-looking bar and a bottle of water.

"Your breakfast, Samus. This bar is formulated to provide you optimum nutrition to start your day." A new day (if it could even be called that on a space station) didn't change how dry the AI sounded. Samus silently stared at the unappetizing bar, and shrugged, grabbing it and taking a bite. It was bland as hell, but she had settled for worse before.

Finishing up her breakfast, she mentally reactivated her zero suit, causing it to appear over her body, wrapping tightly around her as always. "I have an idea for my next show!" she said excitedly. Just thinking about it made her madly horny. "Are there any upgrades for freely changing the shape of my body?"

"Yes, Samus, there is one, though it is very experimental. The body morphing upgrade allows you to change yourself at will, whether that be your shape, size, coloration, and even anatomy. However, it unfortunately requires a massive supply of power to operate, more than even your suit can provide."

"Can this station supply enough power?"

"Yes, that is how I have been able to even test it."

"Would it be possible to hook its functions into the dance stream, letting my viewers donate credits to change my body to their whims?" Samus had to fight hard not to start rubbing her pussy then and there. The idea of being changed into someone's ideal slut was almost too much for her.

"That would be possible. Is that what you would like to do?"

"Yes! Of course!"

"Very well. Please pick up the upgrade from the delivery chute and install it into your suit. I will prepare the stage for your arrival."

Samus was practically giddy with excitement. She could hardly wait to get back on stage and see, even feel, what her viewers were going to do to her. After grabbing the upgrade and installing it (causing a warm, pleasant tingle to wash all over her body), she hurried on over to the dressing room with a skip in her step, eager to start her next show.

Like the last time, she waited for the announcer to give her cue, then walked out on stage. As she grabbed the pole and began gyrating, she addressed the cameras. "Hey everyone! I'm so happy you all decided to watch me today! I have something special to tell you all! If you donate enough credits, you can change Sammy however you'd like!" She turned her huge ass towards the camera, smacking it. "Would you like to make my ass bigger?" She turned around and squeezed her tits. "Or maybe you think _these _need an enhancement." She winked, flexing her arms. "Perhaps I'm not buff enough for you?" She leaned back against the pole and crouched down, placing her fingers gently on her pussy. "I can be whatever you'd like~. Make me into your perfect slut~."

Samus continued her dance, waiting for the donations to start rolling in.