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Excerpt and image taken from a scene in [link]

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As the bounty hunter examined herself, a compartment towards the back of the chamber burst into life, opening and shuffling out a coat hanger on a pole, from which hung her more casual clothes. A simple blue two-piece outfit, much like a more formal version of her over-stretched underwear, along with a pair of wrist bands.
Forgetting her bodily examination, she started dressing. 'Better work my way up to the difficult one...' she thought, mentally comparing her chest to the top on the hanger, before putting on the wrist bands.
Next followed the shorts, which she stepped into with relative ease. They did feel a little tight as they travelled up around her thighs, and complained as she tried to fit her posterior into them, but gave no great struggle before slipping into place. The biggest problem was that her stomach hung slightly, pulling on their front hem. She dreaded to think what would happen if she grew further.
Last, and far from least, was the top. It was a sleek sleeveless, stomachless vest with a zip down the middle. The stomachless aspect would prove especially convenient, she thought, weighing up her pudgy outcropping. She doubted anything in her wardrobe would have stretched to cover it.
Slipping the vest over her arms was easy enough. The hard part was coaxing the zip up over her bosom. It was hard to even join the bottom of the zip, as the sight of it was now completely obscured by her endowments. After much squeezing and fumbling, she managed to connect the zip and begin tugging it awkwardly up. She practically had to scoop her chest into the vest to fit, but in the end, the zip scraped up. The end result was awkwardly tight, but more than her Zero Suit had managed.
“If I can just avoid growing even more, I might be able to make it out of this mess decent.” she commented, as she tested her clothing upon her grown body. “Okay, Adam, I'm done.” she added, clicking a control near the aft of the cockpit.

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This image has been a long time in the making. How long? I started working on it waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back in October, and only just finished it recently. So I kind of missed the major "Samus rush" that happened back around that time. Oh well, better late than never.

The picture is based on a scene in the story "Metroid: Osmosis" by
. If you're into this sort of thing (and if you're not then... why are you at this gallery) then I highly recommend giving the story a read, which can be found here [link] and here [link] The excerpt posted above also comes from the story, which Darien was nice enough to let me post with the image.

Description
Excerpt and image taken from a scene in [link]

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As the bounty hunter examined herself, a compartment towards the back of the chamber burst into life, opening and shuffling out a coat hanger on a pole, from which hung her more casual clothes. A simple blue two-piece outfit, much like a more formal version of her over-stretched underwear, along with a pair of wrist bands.
Forgetting her bodily examination, she started dressing. 'Better work my way up to the difficult one...' she thought, mentally comparing her chest to the top on the hanger, before putting on the wrist bands.
Next followed the shorts, which she stepped into with relative ease. They did feel a little tight as they travelled up around her thighs, and complained as she tried to fit her posterior into them, but gave no great struggle before slipping into place. The biggest problem was that her stomach hung slightly, pulling on their front hem. She dreaded to think what would happen if she grew further.
Last, and far from least, was the top. It was a sleek sleeveless, stomachless vest with a zip down the middle. The stomachless aspect would prove especially convenient, she thought, weighing up her pudgy outcropping. She doubted anything in her wardrobe would have stretched to cover it.
Slipping the vest over her arms was easy enough. The hard part was coaxing the zip up over her bosom. It was hard to even join the bottom of the zip, as the sight of it was now completely obscured by her endowments. After much squeezing and fumbling, she managed to connect the zip and begin tugging it awkwardly up. She practically had to scoop her chest into the vest to fit, but in the end, the zip scraped up. The end result was awkwardly tight, but more than her Zero Suit had managed.
“If I can just avoid growing even more, I might be able to make it out of this mess decent.” she commented, as she tested her clothing upon her grown body. “Okay, Adam, I'm done.” she added, clicking a control near the aft of the cockpit.

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This image has been a long time in the making. How long? I started working on it waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back in October, and only just finished it recently. So I kind of missed the major "Samus rush" that happened back around that time. Oh well, better late than never.

The picture is based on a scene in the story "Metroid: Osmosis" by
. If you're into this sort of thing (and if you're not then... why are you at this gallery) then I highly recommend giving the story a read, which can be found here [link] and here [link] The excerpt posted above also comes from the story, which Darien was nice enough to let me post with the image.