Warning: This story contains futanari, non-con, tentacles, mind control, transformation, BDSM, egg laying, pet play, milking and breeding. If you do not like these elements, please do not read.

The scientist smiled as she looked at the tube in front of her. Inside floated a dark purple orb. Despite its shiny exterior, it was organic with a hard shell. It took her years to modify alien DNA for a single purpose, and now… now she can use it. But she had to be careful, this thing was still a problem as she didn't know how it would react to humans. She took her eyes off the tube and looked into a chamber as a woman in an orange prison suit was pushed in.

She was tattooed pierced and bald. A known killer, not a merc. Just a killer for fun. She just looked around, unconcerned about her surroundings or what was going to happen. The scientist shook her heads before pressing the release key on her keyboard. The orb was flushed from the tube and fell with a splat in the middle of the chamber.

"What the fuck was that?" the criminal laughed. "Did you expect that to harm me?"

The laugh stopped as the ball reformed into a large bulbus plant like object. It had seven large punkish purple sacs the pulsed. The criminal looked to it with a puzzled look. She was about to open her mouth to talk when one of the sacs opened. The inside looked odd as there were multiple tentacles wiggling around.

"What the fuck?" the woman asked as she slowly approached.

A tentacle then shot out of the plant like object and grabbed her by the arm. She cried out as she tried to pull away from it, but she couldn't as it pulled her towards it. Fear, fear filled her for the first time in years as it dragged her to its open maw. She did everything she could, punching, biting, but nothing worked. As she tugged on it a bit more, she slipped and fell on her ass. The plant then wasted no time dragging her into the hole.

Once she was in the sac closed up. The criminal pounded at the entrance but it failed to do anything and she stopped after a moment.

The scientist then turned to a screen as she scanned the latex plant. To her surprise, the creature had dragged the criminal into its central chamber and had her restrained upright. But she couldn't she what was going on outside of thermal imaging and infrared. All it showed was that the woman was being absorbed by the plant. After an hour with no change, the scientist sighed, and shut the test down. After transferring the information to her personal terminal, she got up and left.

But in the plant, something else happened. The criminal thrashed and yelled as she was pulled into the central chamber of the plant. She kicked as she was pulled upright and hung from her hands as the tentacles inside the chamber grabbed onto her ankles. They pulled her until her legs were spread out wide. She tried to struggle, but the tentacles held onto her, very tightly as it began to spit something out.

"What are…" she began before she realised her clothing was melted.

But she didn't scream as it didn't affect her. Just her clothing, something she used on occasion to remove evidence of her crime. Once all the clothing dissolved, she began to struggle again, but it did little. A tentacle moved up from the floor and slid up her back. She shivered as the as the feeling of wet sticky latex slid up her back. Soon it reached the base of her neck and positioned itself along her spine.

A scream tore through her lungs as the creature pierced her skin with small needles. The pain and scream only lasted for a moment as small tentacles wrapped around her spine and began to attach themselves to her brain. A voice spoke to her, it was calm and filled her with pleasure. Her body began to heat up as she looked down. The tentacles let go of her legs letting them hang, but she could see that they had a purple tint to them. She smiled and licked her lips at the thought.

"Yes, corrupt me," she said and something opened up beneath her.

A large tentacle then moved up and began to encase her. She moaned as she felt the soft feel of latex touch on her skin as it moved up her body. Soon it swallowed her legs, and her arms were released. With this new freedom she cupped one of her breasts squeezing it while the other reached down to her pussy. Her fingers moved, playing with her pussy as the latex swallowed her. She didn't stop masturbating as the latex sleeve fully covered her, encasing her in a cocoon.

Soon the criminal would no longer exist. In her place, the Latex Queen would rise.

OOOOO

Samus Aran groaned as she finished playing with herself. She breathed deeply as she looked up at the celling, her body pulsing from the climax she just had. Bing human meant she couldn't ignore her own bodily needs be it eating, drinking and otherwise. But it was only recently that her body demanded sexual pleasure. She wasn't sure why though, it could be due to her Chozo DNA but if that was the case, she would have felt like this before. The only thing that comes to mind, was that it was due to her last mission.

It was on a space station to take down a drug cartel. Said cartel was producing sex slaves for the underworld. Before she saved them, she got a good look at the slaves in question. All of them were decked out in fine jewellery and silk veils. They were also drugged up on something that made them very submissive and horny. Maybe some of that drug entered her system and that's she was horny… or maybe it was something else.

In truth she never thought of sex before, so maybe it was her body catching up to her. Either way she sighed and up before slipping back into her zero suit. As she did so, the contract list came up with a new listing from her favourite employer, The Federation. As she finished getting the bodysuit on, she checked the contract with a frown. It was only for her, and just like the last one took place on a station. However, she wasn't familiar with the location as she checked out the details.

Her frown deepened as she saw it was a combination ship, part of it was a penal colony while the part was for scientific research. Why would the Federation need such a station? She shook her head and put that out of her mind. It wasn't her business to know what the Federation was doing, but at least the money was good. She accepted the contract and moved over to the cockpit before sitting down and setting course. As her gunship took off, a message came up giving her more details about the mission.

As she read it, she became even more confused. The place was a special testing area used on prisoners to test scientific research and weapons. It was disgusting, but such was the reality of the Federation. Both kind and cruel, at least the prisoners were some of the most wanted and deadly criminals in the galaxy. But was puzzled her as to why the prison fell. According to the report, the prison went dark around a month ago. Not unusual given its nature, but the supply ship never came back.

The Federation then sent out a spec forces group, but even they never returned. Not even their camera footage was sent. Stroking her chin, she pulled up the plans for the station and began to figure out what to do.

By the time she arrived, she had a basic plan. Her main mission was to find out what happened to the station. In order to do that, she would need to make her way to the command room or server room and download the information. She planned out multiple routes to the main locations and hoped it would be a mission with easy money. She activated the gunship's autodocking sequence and let it move into the hanger while she donned her power armour.

Both didn't take long as the ship landed. Once it was pressurised, she exited the gunship and looked around. There was nothing out of the ordinary, so she moved to the door. The access codes she got from the Federation worked and she moved into the corridor beyond. She moved slowly, her blaster at the ready. Keeping her eyes and senses open an aware, she moved down the corridor. The lights were still on, so that meant power was still on. But there was no one around.

As she advanced her eyes focused on the walls. But there was nothing to indicate any kind of fighting. No bullet holes or scratch marks. Nothing indicating anything happened. moving deeper, she found a locked door. Not unusual. After attempting and failing to unlock it the normal way, she just aimed her arm cannon and fired. The door turned into molten slag, but stuff on the other side of it made her pause.

It wasn't the first time she had seen some kind of material spreading across the station. But she hadn't seen something smooth like this before. The walls were covered in a dark purple like substance with ribbed piping along the walls and ceiling. Walking up to it, she got down to one knee and touched it. It was rubber, latex according to her HUD. A frown spread cross her face and she pressed down on the latex floor. It was soft and bouncy, but something about the spring felt like there was something underneath the top layer.

Standing, she looked up and walked down the corridor. It was still lit, but the lights were covered by transparent latex. It still allowed light to shine down and illuminate the area. Checking her map, Samus saw that she was already quite deep into the station. It seemed that the outer part of the station was used like a lure. Bring people in with curiosity then trap them. As she moved further in all the corridors began to look the same, to the point were even her map was getting confused.

Getting annoyed, she walked up to a section that appeared to be a set of tubes interlinked with each other. She had passed quite a few of them and based on what she had seen on her map they appeared to be doors. But her route never had her go through any of them, so she wasn't entirely sure if they were doors. However, she was proven right in her assumption as the tubes opened up leading the way into a room.

Like the corridors, this room was covered in latex but there was a major difference. In the middle of the room sat a pillar with a woman. Her arms and legs were encased in the pillar while her body was pushed outwards. A pair of tentacles moved in and out her pussy and ass. Another pair were also attached to her nipples which seemed to leak milk. Her head was covered in latex exposing only her mouth and nose. The 'hood' was connected to the pillar holding the woman.

Samus frowned as she walked around the pillar, seeing if there was any way to get her out. But there was no clear sign. With little options, she set her blaster to the lowest setting and took aim at it.

"WAIT STOP!" a voice called and Samus turned to see a brown-haired woman with glasses and a lab coat panting as she entered the room. "Don't fire whatever you do, you'll attract the drones,"

"Who are you?" Samus asked as she lowered her blaster.

"I'm Dr Raven Sakura, the head of R&D here," she then walked up to Samus. "You were sent here by the Federation, right? We've got to get out of here before they capture you,"

"I'll take you to my gunship," Samus said as she grabbed the doctor by the arm. "You can explain there,"

Despite the woman protesting, Samus managed to get back to her gunship in a shorter amount of time than it did to get her to the room. Once the two were inside her gunship, Raven sat down while Samus go her a drink.

"So, what happened?" the bounty hunter asked.

"It was over month ago," the doctor said as she took the tea from Samus and took quick sip. "I was working on a life-form that could neutralise hostile people. Prisoners, soldiers whatever the Federation needed it for and use them as workers or soldiers. But as it turned out, the prototype was more… animalistic then I expected,"

"Define animalistic," Samus said as she sat down.

"It needs to expand and reproduce. It's intelligent, don't get me wrong, but it's geared towards expansion. Like all animals, there is a need to breed and populate. That's what it's trying to do," she took a sip before pulling her sleeve down revealing her hand was covered in purple latex and her wrist was encased in a leather cuff with no visible way to remove it. "It caught me, but didn't corrupt me, only turned my skin as a reminder of my failure. I keep my free will, but there is no way to remove the latex when it's bonded to you,"

"It corrupted you?" the bounty hunter frowned.

"Yes, but only my body not my mind. The woman you saw? She was one of the workers here. The latex cannot conceive on it's on it needs a host, like a parasite, in order to reproduce. It captures people and… changes them to suit it's needs. Soldiers become its warriors; workers become… well workers but those with a high fertility become breeders. Like the woman in the pillar," she took another sip. "If the person is male, they undergo a full sex change procedure to make them into a woman. At the very least a futanari so they can impregnate breeders. They need to expand, and I cannot do anything to stop them,"

Samus nodded as she looked out of the window of her gunship. "I still need to get the data, find a way to defeat this creature. Where's the data core? I have a map, but it's doing little for me,"

"What? No, we have to leave!" the doctor said as she stood. "That thing will grab you and corrupt you. You won't be able to resist!"

"I have to get the data about what happened here," the bounty hunter replied firmly. "It's part of my contract and if we get the data, you can find a way to counter this latex monster,"

The doctor fell silent for a moment before nodding. Samus then brought up a map and pointed to a room that looked like to a storage room rather than a databank.

"Here, we have multiple databanks for back up. This is the closest and should have a minimised risk of you getting caught," the doctor explained and Samus nodded.

"Thank you," she said before leaving and making her way to the indicated databank.

She moved though the corridors, following the map but it wasn't long until she spotted one of the latex warriors floating down the corridor. Samus blinked as she looked at the odd creature. The top half was that of a woman in a latex bodysuit. Her head was encased in a hood that covered her entire face but she did have a pair of purple lips. A pair of large breasts hung from her chest with a pair of tenacles attached to her nipples.

But what caught Samus' attention. What did was the odd ball the woman was in. It was big and held onto the woman's legs while tentacles from it were wrapped around the woman's neck and arms. It looked like the woman was a prisoner of the ball. Either way, it had seen Samus and several tentacles with bladed tips emerged from the woman's back and ball.

"Oooooo a new covert," the woman said as she leaned forward, but the tentacles pulled her back. "Please don't resist, pleasure will be your…ah… fate,"

Samus said nothing as she aimed and fired her blaster. The plasma round hit the creature, but did little as there was no scarring of any kind on its latex skin. But it did moan out loud in what sounded like pleasure as it advanced on the bounty hunter. It's bladed tentacles pulling back before striking with lighting speed. The blades managed to hit Samus doing quite a bit of damage. Her HUD activated and showed her that the right side of her suit was heavily damaged due to one impact.

"Shit, it hits hard," she muttered as she moved out of the way of another attack.

Samus rolled before popping up and fired a missile at the creature. And that did something. Once it hit, it severed several of the tentacles and caused a white ichor to leak from the ball. The creature screamed in pain before charging at Samus who fried several more missiles. One hit and the creature fell to the floor. The woman was pushed out of the way of the of the ball. Part of her original body could be seen thanks to blast melting parts of her latex bodysuit.

She moaned as Samus approached. As the bounty hunter got down to one knee, the latex clad woman moved and grabbed Samus by the neck and squeezed.

"You will be like me," the woman said with a blissful smile. "Corrupted, beautiful, to serve greater than yourself. Let go and…." she didn't manage to finish as Samus used her free hand to punch and knock out the latex clad woman.

Samus looked to the woman on the floor with a frown before hitting her radio. "ADAM is Doctor raven still there?"

"Yes, she is," the AI replied.

"Patch her in," she ordered and waited a second.

"I'm here miss bounty hunter," the doctor said. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes, I have a woman here. She was in some kind of ball who was attacking me," Samus explained.

The doctor sighed in a combination of frustration and understanding. "You cannot do anything I'm afraid. Even if the latex bodysuit is gone, the parasite is still inside of her. The only way to save her, is to either kill her or destroy the parasite…. Or…"

"Or…" Samus questioned.

"Or kill the matriarch of latex," the doctor answered. "Killing her will kill the parasites in everyone effected,"

"And you didn't tell me this why?" the bounty hunter grilled.

"Because you don't have a chance!" the doctor insisted. "You maybe be a bounty hunter with power armour and plasma weapons but so did the Federation troopers. They didn't even last 2 hours against the latex warriors. Sure, they took out a few, but their toughness and numbers overwhelmed them. And that was the basic warriors. She's likely to have something like a Pretorian guard. Something even deadlier than the warriors you face. Like it or not, no matter how strong you are you aren't going to defeat her,"

Samus was about to argue but something wrapped around her neck choking her. She tried reaching for her neck but another tentacle grabbed onto her arm and pulled it back. More tentacles then grabbed onto her arms and legs and pulled them outwards tightly. The tentacle around her neck then loosened but the ones around her limbs tightened. Her HUD began to flash an alert but there was little she could do as the power suit broke from the pressure and dematerialised. As it vanished from her body, the tentacles grabbed her and turned her around.

Three more latex creatures hovered behind her. Two of them were like the last one, faceless but with large purple lips, but the third one stood out. While she was stuck in a latex ball with her arms locked behind her by tentacles, she wore a mask that exposed her mouth and had a pair of light purple ovals that seemed to represent eyes. She also supported a large purple cock

"You harmed one of my sisters," she said. "But you'll make a fine drone,"

As she spoke a phallic looking tentacle came up to Samus' face and sprayed something in her face. Her eyes grew heavy as a tiredness fell over her. She tried to stay awake, but the gas entered her bloodstream and forced her to sleep.

OOOOO Several hours later.

Samus awoke with blurry eyes and a light head. She moaned as a pleasant feeling pulsed though her body, wetting her pussy. She tried to reach over to pleasure herself, but her arms didn't respond. All at once her senses came back to her and she fully awoke. Looking around she found herself in some sort of light purple latex pod with transparent membranes. The pod itself was like a large round room with seven membranes looking out into the world outside the pod. Once she got a good look at her surroundings, Samus looked down at herself and blushed. She was no longer in her zero suit. Instead, she was stripped down to her birthday suit. But whoever stripped didn't leave her completely naked.

A pair of black leather cuffs were locked around her ankles with no evidence that they could be removed. As for her arms, they were bound behind her back in a latex sleeve. They were bound very tightly to the point she could only move her hands. The binder also connected to her neck with a tenacle wrapped around her neck. It didn't do anything, at least not yet but she suspected that it would if she tried to escape.

Standing, she looked towards one of the membranes and charged towards it at the best possible speed she could. But as she got close, the tentacle pulsed and began to cut off her airways. She gagged but continued slamming into the membrane. But this was in vain as the membrane acted like a rubber wall and pushed her back. She grunted in pain as she landed on her side. The tentacle shrank allowing her to breath once again.

"Forget it bitch, we aren't going anywhere," a voice said.

Samus looked up to see a dark-skinned female sitting against one of the membranes. She was dressed similar to what the bounty hunter wore. An arm binder, ankle cuffs and a tentacle wrapped around her neck. The only difference between the two was a large cock and balls between her legs.

Futanari weren't common, but nor were they rare but somewhere in-between. They were normally created by genetic manipulation. But there were cases of women with working dicks occurring naturally. The futa also had a tattoo on her shoulder. It was an emblem of a military special forces group. Samus stood and looked in the futa's direction.

"You're one of the soldiers who was sent here," she said as she began to look around.

"Yeah, look where that got me. Trapped, turned into a futanari, waiting to be corrupted by this latex monster," she said before spitting. "I should have just retried,"

"Too late now," Samus shrugged. "I assume the rest of your team was corrupted?"

The futa nodded and jerked her head outside. Samus looked to see a latex clad woman waiting outside. Just like the warriors she fought before, this one looked to be a woman clad in purple latex but there were several major differences. For starters there was no latex ball. Instead, she stood upright like a normal human if slightly taller thanks to the pony boots she wore adding a couple of inches to her hight. Her arms were also encased in an armbinder but another pair of arms held a shock rifle.

While she couldn't see the woman face, she could see that she wore a hood with a v shape that didn't cover her mouth. The back of the hood also opened up allowing a black ponytail to hang behind her.

"That was one of my commanders," the futa said. "Before she was captured and turned into a latex warrior,"

Samus frowned as she turned to the futa. "I thought that the latex warriors had a floating ball,"

The futa looked up and laughed before sighing. "They are and aren't. They aren't frontline troopers; they are more like hunters to capture and bring back captives. The one out there, they are the true warriors of the parasite. Made from the soldiers who once guarded this place,"

Samus nodded, looked outside before sitting down. "So, you've been her for just over a month, right?"

The futa nodded. "Yeah, not sure why I haven't been corrupted yet. Could be that it takes a while to prepare a pod or something to corrupt me,"

"Could be," Samus nodded. "Even bug colonies need to use resources in order to eat big creatures or use them to breed,"

"Makes sense," the futa shrugged. "I'm no…" he tried to say but the top of the pod opened up and a group of tentacles descended.

The two backed up to the walls keeping their eyes on the moving purple tentacles. It didn't last long as they grabbed onto the futa first. She cried out and tried to kick them away but the tentacles grabbed onto her legs and pulled her out. Another set of tentacles came down and grabbed Samus. She did the same, kicking and yelling but it did little as it pulled her out. She was then placed in a metal cage with the futa before the top closed above them.

With a grunt the two stood and realised that they were on a repurposed flatbed. It was modified to be lighter and be pulled by more latex clad woman. Just like the warriors, they had their arms in binders, their bodies clad in latex and pony boots on their feet. But there were several differences. The first being that they had a corset wrapped around their torso. They also supported a pair of horse like ears on the top of their heads and a ponytail attached to their asses.

There were 10 of these pony girls in all, and once the roof of the cage was closed, they pulled the cart at some speed until they stopped at another pod and the roof opened again. Tentacles dropped in three more women, one being a futa before the roof closed and the cart took off again. The cart continued to move though the bay of capture pods until it came to a door. The ponies stopped allowing the door to open before trotting though.

The corridor was covered in the latex-like substance that Samus had encountered when she looked for the core. About 10 minutes later, the walls turned from purple to white. It was still latex, but a different colour. Samus frowned as she looked around. Something felt… off. She wasn't sure but something didn't seem right.

A few moments later the cart entered a large room. Along the walls was set of six chambers with a latex pillar and six pods around it. The group watched as one of the pods opened up and a latex clad woman walked out. Without things like an arm binder, boots or anything like that, she just looked like a regular woman dressed in a latex bodysuit with a v shaped hood. But as she stepped out, her belly began to grow. She fell to her knees, crying out in pleasure.

A black orb soon exited her pussy and fell onto the ground before it began to grow larger and larger. It stopped and began to float before its mouth opened up. Tentacles exited its mouth, each one moving to wrap around the woman's arms and gently pull them back as it approached her. The woman didn't resist as she pulled herself back as the large orb attached itself to her back with her arms behind her. Part of its lips wrapped around her neck and attached itself to her hood.

She moaned out loud as tentacles entered her pussy and began to fuck her. "Breed, I must breed," she moaned. "I must give birth…" as she said that, she was picked up by several tentacles and taken away.

Samus and her fellow prisoners just stared at what happened as one of the white coated women walked up. Unlike the others, she didn't have a V-shaped hood but a mask that covered her mouth. Her eyes glowed a brilliant purple and spoke intelligence. She looked from one prisoner to the other before her eyes focused on Samus. Lifting her hand, she pointed at the blonde-haired bounty hunter.

"Do not take that one, or that one," she said pointing to Samus, the former soldier and two more.

Tentacles then entered though the top picking up the ones who weren't selected with little trouble, but a lot of screams. While the women trashed around, they didn't manage to escape as they were placed into open pods. Samus and the other three watched the process. As the women were close to the pod, tendrils came up from the pod and grabbed onto the feet or whatever they could get a hold of. While they were still lowered into the pods, more tendrils got a hold of them. The tentacles then let go allowing the tendrils bring the woman into the pod.

Despite her struggling, she couldn't get out. As they held her down a tentacle come out from the top of the pod. Unlike the others, this one had a triangular end. It moved to the woman's face covering her nose, mouth and chin. Once it fastened to her mouth, she stopped struggling and her eyes closed. She was still breathing, but something was going on. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Samus didn't see as a light purple membrane formed over the pod cutting off her sight from what was going to happen.

When the last non selected woman was taken out, the roof closed and the cart began to move. They were taken out of the room, back into the corridor and further into the station. More of the latex like substance covered the walls. But this time, Samus spied pipes along the sides pumping something along them. The further they got in, the more pipes they could see.

Samus tried to keep track of time, but she lost it back at the previous chamber. So, when they entered a new room, she didn't know how long it was since they left. This new room was different. It was covered in latex pillars with pods on the side. Unlike the last one which had the pods at a horizontal angle, this one had the pods at a vertical angle. They were also connected up to computer terminals showing the occupant inside.

The futa soldier behind Samus gulped as she sae one of the occupants of the pods. Unlike the pervious room, where the pods were tinted, these were transparent and the occupant was clearly visible. The woman inside, like all latex drones, had a purple latex bodysuit. But this one was clearly made for combat as her right arm was encased in a blaster, similar to Samus' own arm cannon. Angled armour plates were on her arms, legs and chests leaving the joints open. But as for her joints, they had a ribbed look to them which could be some kind of soft under armour. The joints mirrored a muscular frame of body builders.

This was seen in the warrior's midriff as it looked as if she had a six pack. The warrior's head was also different as all she had was a pony tail hanging out, while the rest of her face was covered with a mask over her mouth and a 'visor' over her eyes. But that was one only one of the pillars, as Samus looked to another, she saw one with a pony in it. Further along, she then saw one with a woman who had six pairs of breasts and horns on her head.

Samus gulped as well as one of the white coated women walked up. "Bring them out," she said and the top of the cage opened up.

Tentacles came down and plucked each one of the prisoners up and placed them before the woman. While they were afraid, they didn't run as four of the warriors stood behind them dispelling any ideas of escape. The white coated woman then walked up to the first of the four women and held up a tablet, scanning her. After a moment, the woman stepped back and lowered the tablet.

"Cow," she said in a neutral tone.

"Huh?" the woman asked, but the latex solder grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to an open pod.

The woman screamed and begged but it fell on deaf ears as she was placed into a pod and a membrane formed over her. It tinted as it filled up with liquid. The white coated woman then moved to the next woman repeating the process. This time labelling the woman as a 'pony' and letting the warrior drag her off to another pod.

When the woman moved to the futa soldier however, the dark-skinned woman pounced at the white coated woman, only to be stopped in her tracks by the tentacle collar cutting off her oxygen. She collapsed to the floor chocking while the white coated woman scanned her as if nothing happened.

"Warrior," she smiled. "Not surprising given that spirit,"

One of the latex warriors then grabbed the futa by the bicep and pulled her over to an open pod. She didn't struggle and just let the warrior place her into the pod. Now it was Samus' turn to get scanned, but to her surprise, the white coated woman frowned as she looked at her tablet and tried again. After the third time she looked up and smiled.

"Looks like you aren't quite human," she said as she turned. "Follow me," she began to walk and Samus followed her with the warrior following behind.

The warrior walked close behind her, making sure she didn't try anything. But that didn't stop the bounty hunter from trying to look for an escape. Even with the tentacle collar, her arms strapped behind her and her ankles locked in cuffs, her drive to fight hadn't diminished. After a few moments they walked into an open chamber and what felt like all hope drained from her body. The room was large divided up into seven different sections with a wall of transparent latex.

Inside section were three or four pods she had never seen before. These ones were fully transparent with smaller pods inside which had what appeared to be an umbilical cord attached to the top of the pod. Where they embryos of some kind? Samus watched as a couple of latex clad scientists move from terminal-to-terminal checking things out. Despite the transparent wall, Samus managed to get a look at the screen and saw a number of things about it.

Life sign monitors were easy to notice. But there were other things that she couldn't quite make out or understand. Fluid levels, latexifacation progress and more. She wasn't a scientist, but she did know enough to get by. But even then, what she saw, she didn't like. She was so distracted by the readings that she nearly tipped on a set of latex covered steps. Quickly reacting, she stepped onto one and followed the scientist up to a platform where a woman sat on a throne that looked like it was made out of latex clad women.

This woman stood a good 8 feet tall with her entire body clearly being made out of black and purple latex. Parts of her like 'sleeves' were quite loose. This included an ankle length skirt that flowed from her waist. Her breasts were bigger than a dd, but Samus couldn't tell what size. A pair of purple tubes were attached to her nipples sucking something out of her. She had the same upside v like all the other drones and a hood covering her otherwise featureless head.

As Samus and the scientist approached, her purple lips pursed as she got a look at them. "Well, well, well whitecoat, who do we have here?" she asked, with her voice giving off a power and grace that the bounty hunter wasn't expecting.

"Mistress," the scientist bowed. "I have brought a subject for the royal jelly,"

Samus's brow shot up. 'Royal jelly?' she wondered as the latex woman's head turned to look at her.

"Ahhh Samus Aran, I've heard of you," she said as a tentacle came down and wrapped around Samus' waist.

"Hey wha…" she began as she was lifted and brought over to the latex queen.

"Yes, such a fine specimen," she said as she reached with an elongated nail and tiled Samus' head from side to side getting a look at her.

As she did so, a holo screen appeared next to the bounty hunter which the woman red slowly. "Ah Chozo and Metroid DNA?" she asked with a smile. "You are a fine subject,"

"Release me from these bindings and I'll show you how fine I am," she declared.

"Such fire," the woman muttered as she leaned in. "You'll make a fine queen for my host,"

Fangs extended from the top teeth and Samus tried to struggle in her bindings. But it did little as the woman slid her fangs into Samus' neck like a vampire. The bounty hunter didn't scream, nor did she yell out in pain. Instead, she felt something warm and pleasant enter her system. Her heart began to beat quickly before slowing down. she moaned as the woman withdrew and smiled at her.

"Don't worry, you'll feel better soon," she said as something descended from the ceiling.

For some reason Samus instinctively knew what it was. A cocoon. An open cocoon, for her.

"N… nooo…." She said as the woman guided the open pod to her.

Samus tried to struggle but tiredness flowed though her. Her eyelids felt heavy as the open pod came closer, closer. Her mind tired to force her to remain awake but the feeling of tiredness just never left.

"St…sto…" she tried to say but a tentacle with a triangular end silenced her as it attached to her mouth and jaw.

Once it was on it released a gas that filled her lungs and mind in a bliss filled sleep as the cocoon closed around her, locking her inside it's embrace. It shrank around her body leaving a vague outline of the occupant. With a careful movement, the woman held the cocoon and walked over to an open pod before placing the cocoon on it. It sank before the pod closed up.

"Soon my dear, you will be one of us," she smiled. "More then one of us,"