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Chapter 11 by kingsy kingsy

What happens next?

The Upgrade start just as she arrives

Samus managed to make it back to sit comfortably on her captain’s chair just as two things happened at almost the same time. Her ships console began blinking and her screens showed her that the stations port controller was attempting to communicate with her.

“Gunship 1 this is Nargin Station authority, you have not yet requested landing permission and should you proceed closer I will have to consider your ship hostile.” Her screen showed a bored face with an even more boring, monotone voice coming from it. The threat sounded routine and in Samus’ opinion, a little over the top.

“Station Authority this is Gunship 1. Requesting landing permissionnnnnggh..” Samus’ eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out of her mouth as the upgrade chose the best time ever to start. Her ass began to spurt cups of lube from her asshole as the nanomachines went to work for the 3rd time on her anally abused body. The station authority furrowed his brow at her moan at the end of the request, but he just mumbled something about “weirdos” and accepted it, letting the stations AI take over the Gunship to guide it to a landing platform. It was just as well because Samus was in no state to pilot anything at that point.

More and more lube poured out her gaping asshole like someone had turned on a tap and in seconds her captains chair was again dripping with clear, slippery lubrication as it cascaded over the sides and landed on the floor with a splat. Samus’ mind was gone, and her body acted on its own, grinding her extremely sensitive rim into the seat as her body was in a constant state of orgasm. Millions and millions of microscopic bots moved from her suit and directly into her hugely loose and gaping assholes rim, puffing it up even further and increasing the sensitivity to mind breaking levels. The rim of her ass was now puffed up to obscene levels and her mind drove her to grind it harder and harder into the lube covered seat.

More and more of the bots worked on spreading her gaping hole even wider and she felt a need to reach back and spread her hole with her hands. She reached behind her back and took literal handfuls of her assholes’ rim and stretched it wider until her hole could’ve slipped around a basketball. The feeling of **** stretching caused her to cum her brains out and the nanobots took advantage of her less than lucid state.

As the bots moulded her asshole for their perverse pleasure, others wormed their way into her brain and began changing her forever…

What do they do to her mind?

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