Samus Aran: Stranded

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The cabin of Samus Aran's gunship is bathed in a red light as a siren wails incessantly.

“Damn it!” The blonde bounty hunter currently in the cockpit slams her fist angrily against the control panel but to no avail.

“Not again!” She groans.

A passing asteroid had slammed into her ship just as she exited hyperspace, damaging it badly. Pulling up the System Scanner, she found only one planet within range with a habitable atmosphere. Unfortunately, this was uncharted territory so she had no idea what would be waiting on the planet’s surface. Still, it was that or asphyxiate once her ship exploded out in space. Sighing, she chartered a course for the planet.

The landing was bumpy to say the least. The asteroid had taken out most of the finer controls so Samus was to perform an emergency landing. Luckily, she had entered the atmosphere in a forested area and the ship was greatly cushioned by trees. Sighing, the blonde assessed the damage. It seemed mostly superficial, in that it would take time to repair rather than replacing any specialized parts. At that she breathed a sigh of relief. Samus doubted she would find anything out here.

There was another more pressing matter though. She estimated the repairs would take about seven days of work, which meant she had to find food and shelter. Luckily, she remembered seeing a village between trees as her ship went down. Deciding to leave her Power Suit in the ship to conserve its energy, she heads out with nothing but her skin-tight zero suit and her trusty Paralyzer gun.

Luckily, the village was about a ten minutes walk from her crash site. Unfortunately, this planet was extremely hot and humid. In a matter of minutes Samus was sweating under her suit and she considered taking it off. However, her wariness at the new environment kept her from doing so.

Finally, she emerges from the forest into the outskirts of the village. It was a rather small affair, with about ten houses at max. There were a few people milling about in the streets but their heads all turned as they stopped and stared at the newcomer. And who could blame them? Samus Aran was a walking bombshell with double D tits and a fat ass. The zero suit clung to her body, leaving almost nothing to imagination. Furthermore, the walk had left her skin coated with a light sheen of sweat and you could almost see steam rise from her body from how stuffy her outfit was making her. Her blonde hair tied up in a ponytail and her stunning beauty just further accentuated how much of the full package this woman was.

“Hello!” She calls out, her universal translator automatically converting the words into their language. “I come in peace.”

Samus took their silence and stares as hostile and raised her arms in the air as a sign of deference.

One of the villagers eventually plucked up the courage to walk over and respond. “Hello Miss. Welcome to the village of Chinko.” Throughout his sentence, he keeps his eyes firmly glued to her chest, a fact that goes completely over Samus’ head.

‘He must be wary of me, which is why he’s not making eye contact.’

She eyes the man who spoke to her. He looked to be about his late thirties but his body was not befitting on a man his age. He was balding, with just thin wisps of hair covering his scalp. His eyes were sunken and when he spoke he revealed a mouth full of misshapen teeth. To top it off, he had a massive belly that hung over his groin. And he barely came up to Samus’ chest in terms of height. All in all, he was an extremely undesirable and ugly male.

Looking around, Samus realizes that every single villager is the same. They might vary in age, from youths to elderly but they were all very unattractive and unappealing men. There was not a single woman in sight.

‘That’s strange. Is this what the planet’s population is like?’

However, her thoughts are interrupted when the man says. “Let me take you to the Village Chief. He will know what to do with you.”

With not much choice, she allows herself to be escorted by the strange man through the village as more and more villagers begin to line the streets, to catch a glimpse of the beautiful woman.

‘This must be their first time seeing an alien, given how backwater this place is. It’s no surprise that they’d all come out to take a gander.’

Samus is completely unaware that they were all just there to get an eyeful of her assets.

Finally the man stops outside the largest house in the village and knocks on the door. “Chief, there’s a strange visitor to our humble village.”

The door swings open and Samus almost wants to pass out from the stench. It was like someone took all the villagers' negative qualities, turned it up to eleven, passed it through a blender and left it out in the sun to rot. The Village Chief could basically be described as an ogre of a man.

He sticks out a thick meaty arm and gropes Samus’ chest while grinning. “Hello, beautiful.”

Samus considers shaking him off but dismisses it. ‘Perhaps this is some village custom. Until I find out more I cannot risk offending them.’

Surprised that Samus doesn’t react, the village chief continues kneading her soft boob until she finally says, “Is this supposed to be some kind of greeting? It’s taking quite a while.”

“Yes! I’m sorry! I just got a bit carried away. Please, come in.” The Village Chief moves aside to make way for them.

He thinks, ‘She didn’t think that was sexual harassment? How dumb is she? How far can I push it?’

The chief’s house was dark and dingy and smelled just like he did. Half-eaten food is left out on various tables around the house along with crusted clothes. He leads them around until they reach his study and Samus thanks her lucky stars it’s cleaner there.

“So, what brings you to our lovely village of Chinko?” The Chief asks as he takes a seat behind his desk, the chair creaking under his weight.

Samus briefly explains her situation, leaving out any sensitive details.

“So you basically need lodging and food for seven days.” He scratches his bald head. “Well, that may be a bit difficult to give for free. We’re a small village you see, not enough to go around.”

“That’s ok. I’m willing to work for it.” In her mind, Samus thought of hard labor such as helping with the farm or warehouse but for the Village Chief he had something much more sexual in store for her.

“I see. Ok, I suppose you can help out around the village with everyone’s needs and they can repay you with food. As for lodging, perhaps you’d like to stay with me?” The Chief offers.

“Oh, is there not an empty room anywhere else? I don’t need such a big area.” Samus is too polite to refuse because of the stench.

“Hey, how about you stay with me?” The villager who accompanied her pipes up. “I have a spare room and you can help me around the house. I’ll even throw in breakfast.”

‘What a kind man.’ Samus thinks, blissfully unaware of his darker intentions.

The chief glares at him but accedes. “Fine, but make sure you come by my house to work sometime. You owe me for letting you stay in the village.”

“Of course.” Samus nods.

“By the way, I never got your name.”

“Samus Aran.” She introduces herself, expecting to get a response. However, it seemed her notoriety was not known in these parts.

“I’m Chief Cockswaggle.” The Chief grunts.

“And I’m Hugh Mungus.” The other man says. “It’s a pleasure.”

“Likewise.”

After leaving the chief’s house, Samus takes a deep breath of the fresh outside air. The smell of the chief’s house was so horrid. She had been in some nasty places but the muddy, squiddy miasmal that permeated that house was so thick she felt like it was frying her brain.

“My house is this way.” Hugh says as he once again leads her through the village.

“Alright Hugh, thanks for letting me stay with you.”

“Hehe, no worries.” He laughs as he gleefully rubs his sweaty palms together.

Samus has no idea of what awaits her in Chinko Village. In truth, this village was created as a quarantine zone for a distant city, where they exiled ‘human trash’, people who were so foul that they were to be excluded from humanity’s gene pool. As a result, all the men here were the most depraved, perverted creatures to walk the earth. As if a manifestation of that lust, all of them had long, thick smegma covered penises and balls churning with liters of yellowish sperm, as if lashing out in anger at the world that denied them their desire to reproduce. And right now, a completely unaware fertile woman had just walked into that den of beasts. Little did she know, the news of her lack of reaction to the groping at the chief’s house was spreading like wildfire. Soon, all the villagers would know that she was ripe to take advantage of.

Disclaimer: All characters are 18 or older.