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Ch. 2: Biological Storage

Samus stepped out from the small room behind her and into a larger, more open one. It looked like a sort of conference room, meant for meetings and drawing plans. She also knew that they used these rooms as storage for vital information and began to search around for hidden vaults. She stepped around the table in the center, which only had one leg to stand on at this point, and was coated in dust and...other substances she wasn't exactly sure of. As she carefully motioned her way around it, the lights got dimmer, to the point where they hardly emitted any light whatsoever. Deciding that she needed as much light as she could get, she switched on the front light of her visor, as well as the heat sensor setting. As she stepped over a dilapidated office chair, she came upon something: a small crack in the wall.

Stepping over, she began to pick at it, wedging her fingers as best as she could within it and pressing her weight to the side, hoping the panel would slide over. After a bit of effort, the hidden vault creaked its way open to reveal a small metal orb. Samus reached in and grabbed it carefully, studying it, only to discover that it was what she needed – a holo-map!

Twisting it clockwise until she heard a click, the orb popped upwards and shot out a bright laser slightly upwards. After a few moments of loading, the map of the station finally came into clear view, though it did flicker a few times here or there. As she looked it over, she noticed that she was indeed inside a conference room, as she had inferred. There were several other sections, as well as several more conference rooms, but she needn't search those, she had found what she wanted in this one.

What was more interesting were the three glowing orbs on the three corners of the ship. They were very close by, and with this map Samus realized that this station wasn't very big at all.

“This'll be simple then...” Samus muttered as she assumed that the three points on the map correlated to energy generators. These generators held usually the same amounts of energy that helped power the station's cloaking device, but with the station in such a state of disrepair, she was sure that the energy levels were erratic. Putting all that aside, Samus knew that she could get the energy from the power cells and power her ship with it. And if she drained the power from the station, the electromagnetic field that surrounded it would most likely shut off!

“Perfect...one of these stations.” Samus now perfectly understood where she was – this was a test station. These stations performed various technological and chemical experiments to help advance science. They had to be heavily cloaked in order to remain off the radar of passing Space Pirates, which explained the electromagnetic radiation. She had traveled to one of these before in the past, but was unsure why this one was in such a state of disrepair.

She committed the map to memory, then returned it to its spot, having nowhere to put it on her person. It was then that she heard something shift just to the side of her.

Samus stepped backwards, pulling her Paralyzer out quickly and aiming it in the direction of the sound. But all she saw was a corpse – one of an engineer. She could tell by its outfit and tool belt. Its head lay cocked to one side, still donning its full uniform, helmet included. Her eyes darted around the room, scanning around to see if there was any sort of other threat around her, the light from her visor glinting off of several of the metal surfaces that were scattered across the room.

Another noise emitted from the very same spot. Samus' eyes darted back over to the engineer. It was moving. Ever so slightly, the seemingly dead body lifted its head towards Samus. Slowly. Carefully. For a few brief moments, it did nothing but gaze at her, and she gazed right back, gun pointed directly at it, unfaltering. After those moments ended, however, it began to lift its hand just as groggily as it had its head. As soon as it was directly out from its body, Samus could hear a weak voice choke out from the near-death engineer.

“T...take this...” Was all it could say before it dropped the object in its possession. The engineer slumped over, limp from death. The small metal object rattled across the floor and rolled over to Samus' feet. She kept her gun aimed at the body for a few more seconds, then decided to bend over and pick up the unknown object.

“Hmm...” She thought carefully to herself as she looked at it. It was a small, slim metal cylinder. Hollow, but with an odd symbol on its side. “Looks like a sort of...engineer key...” She thought to herself. She shrugged, and began to scan it with her visor.

'No pathogens detected. Object is clean'. The voice told her with 100% accuracy.

“Odd that a corpse wouldn't have any sort of filth or disease...” Not sure of what she needed it for, but deciding it must have some sort of practical use on the ship, Samus put the object inside her tight pocket, and it fit snugly near her thigh. She gave the corpse one last scan with her visor, finding no strange anomalies, then began her search for the three power cell cores.

Stepping carefully into the adjacent hallway, Samus kept her Paralyzer poised for any sort of surprise that may try to jump out at her. Despite the ship not being in use, this area in particular didn't look badly damaged.

'Whatever disabled this place...took it out from the inside...' she thought to herself as she stepped towards her destination: the first power core.

Samus took her time and observed the condition the hallway was in. It seemed as if the further she moved on, the more damage was done to the station, which was odd. Panels of metal were missing and wires in the walls were exposed. Light fixtures were dangling or missing entirely. Samus still had no clue what could have caused this. It didn't seem like ordinary disrepair to her...

As she made her way down the hall and to her first generator room, a faint noise could be heard from the walls. Giving a quick glance around the room, Samus made sure she was in the clear and kept moving, Paralyzer poised for any sort of disturbance.

And yet, somehow, something managed to sneak up on her and bite onto her leg.

“UNGH!” Samus quickly kicked her foot in reflex, kicking away the unknown creature. She whipped around to face it and saw in shifting around, scrambling to get back onto its feet after it had been flung so harshly. Samus approached the creature, a strange crab-like monstrosity. In fact, it actually looked a bit like an ordinary Space Crab, but something was...off about it. An ordinary Space Crab was covered in a hard shell, and had a bright red hue to it. They usually had one large pincer and one smaller one, as well as four tiny legs that helped it scuttle around, back and forth. This was all topped off by three glowing yellow eyes, with one large one in the center of its face, with two very small one surrounding the main eye.

This monstrosity, however, looked soft, squishy, and incredibly slimy, as if it had been plucked from its shell, and it seemed to be colored a sickly purple color. Its tiny legs looked engorged and inflamed, and it even looked as if some were missing. Both arms on it were massive, and had some sort of appendages to them, like it had tried to evolve fingers but just didn't do it right. To top it all off, this Space Crab had two pincer-like jaws for a mouth, something a normal Space Crab rarely had, and even if it did, they wouldn't be nearly as pronounced or large. It looked like bones were jutting out of its body to form the jaws.

Despite this, Samus remained undeterred. Her stun pistol aimed at the ready, she prepared herself for whatever this odd creature had in store. It eventually flipped itself upright and glared at her with a sort of malice. Space Crabs were territorial, yes, but this wasn't exactly their natural habitat. Something was off here, that much was obvious to Samus.

Before Samus could do any more analysis upon the creature, it lunged at her. Before it could get much closer, however, she let off a stun shot, blasting the creature backwards in a dazzling light. It collided hard with the wall behind it and seemed to crumple, like whatever it had for a spine had been shattered.

“What in the...” Taking a few steps forward, a bit more cautious than before, Samus decided to take a scan of the now dead-looking creature. After a few moments, the scan visor beeped with its results:

'Genealogy: Space Crab. Species: Unknown and/or Tampered' Samus furrowed her brow, then took another look at the crab.

“Odd...perhaps a failed experiment?” She shrugged and stood back up, heading back over to the generator room down the hall. “Not much I can do for it now...but I should stay on my toes. There may be more...” She looked down at her ankle where the crab had bitten her, but it didn't seem to have even made a tear on her suit, much to her relief.

Finally, she managed to make it into the first generator room. The power cell in front of her was in the shape of a giant cylinder. There were various marks on it, to indicate power level and charge. This generator was near empty, the light that it filled up to only making it to the very bottom benchmark. This obviously wasn't the main generator, but the protocol on space stations was that all power generators were to remain at the same charge.

“Well, that explains the massive electromagnetic spike. There must be a generator on here just bursting with energy...” Samus took a look around. It was a very small room, like a broom closet. The light above flickered on and off with every surge that the weak generator seemed to emit. Studying the cylinder with closer detail, Samus found a small cylindrical siphon on the side, and she assumed it was for emergency energy draining. Otherwise, the generators were pretty self-sustaining and needed very little charge to operate.

“Hmm...” Samus studied the siphon a bit more intently and then looked about the room for ways of draining the cylinder. Finding none, she was then reminded of the engineer. He would know what to do here... “Ah!” An idea coming to her mind, she reached into her side pocket and retrieved the small, sleek tube that had been handed to her by the dying man. “Now how do I...”

Switching her visor to info-scan, Samus did a reading on the tube to get some answers.

'Microbiological Energy Converter. Install into suit in order to carry energy from generator sources.' Samus chuckled. She was lucky that her Zero-Suit came outfitted with a few inventions that engineers had. Usually when they did an energy converter draw, it would course throughout their whole body, no matter how much energy was taken. It would store evenly across the person, and most would have no idea that they were carrying extra pounds within them.

Samus stuck the tube, which seemed to be a bit dented on the side, into her wrist, where it took a few seconds to confirm that a connection had been made. After a muted “beep”, Samus approached the cylinder and attached her end to the siphon, beginning the transfer sequence.

A few seconds passed and Samus waited. She kept her ears open, in case there was any sort of intruders while she was in a sort of defenseless state. 'This might be enough energy to leave here...but I don't have any way of releasing the energy without putting it back into the generators. My ship is the only option at this point...and that damn emergency mode makes it so I can only inject a specific amount of fuel...in this case, all of it. So I'll need to draw from all of these first so I can leave-' Samus' thoughts were interrupted by a faint tingling in her chest.

“Mmmph...I forgot how odd this could feel...” She mumbled as the warmth increased by the second. The cylinder, although nearly empty, was taking forever to drain, and she could only feel herself getting hotter. It was starting to get uncomfortable. “Ugh..what is going on with thi-” Samus' eyes nearly bulged out of her head when she looked down to investigate the source of the heat.

Her breasts. They had grown. Ever so slightly, they look about a centimeter bigger than they had before. Samus shook her head, thinking that the energy draw was messing with her head, making her delusional. But there was no mistaking it-her breasts were bigger! And they were still growing!

In a panicked fervor, Samus tried to pry herself from the siphon, but it was no use – she had to stay hooked in until the generator was completely empty. She struggled and gasped as her breasts continued to puff up, centimeter by centimeter, her light blue vinyl-like skin tight suit stretching outwards as she grew.

“Oh no!” was all she could gasp out. She had entered D-cup territory, from what she could tell, having once been a mere C-cup. “This...this has to stop!” She cried out, her panic going off the charts. Never had she dealt with something like this. Sure, she had dealt with aliens and Space Pirates no problem, but this was different. She was changing. Slowly but surely, she was gaining mass, her suit creaking and recalculating its size based on the changes that were being made.

As more and more energy piled into her, Samus pleaded with the device to end its draw soon, as her breasts became as big around as softballs, and remained incredibly perky. She could only assume that she had broken through a DD-cup.

“No...no!” Samus was nearly speechless. She could only sputter in awe and worry as her breasts continued their charge into larger dimensions. The warmth that continued to flow within her chest made her feel strange. Aroused. This arousal mixed with fear for some reason only led to more arousal. Samus bit her lip and closed her eyes, still shaking and hoping for the ride to soon be over before she could no longer see her feet...

And just like that, her wish was granted.

'Generator Drain Complete' an automated voice rang out.

Samus was released from the device and stumbled backwards against the wall behind her. She slid down onto her bottom and clutched her sides as the warmth seeped out of her. She now felt incredibly cold, as if she had been tossed into the deep fields of the Phendrana Drifts, a place she had just left behind.

Tentatively, she brought a hand to them, and grasped into them

“Yep...they're real.” Samus stated bluntly. “Odd...it feels as if the energy was converted into...tissue?” This raised a bit of dread into her mind, wondering if the tissue could be turned back into energy or if she was...stuck like this? Samus shook away the thought. Of course she could convert it back. Now was not a time to be delusional. She stood defiantly, but wobbled a bit on her feet, not used to the added pounds upon her front.

“Minor setback...if this is the only way I can get out of here...then I suppose I'll have to put up with these for now.” Now that the initial panic had worn off, Samus' resolve had been revived. She turned to head towards the next generator room to start the process again. Although she was understandably anxious about undergoing another process like that, she knew it had to be done if she ever wanted to get off of this blasted space station.

Suddenly, she heard a soft bang ring out from not so far off in the station. She let out a sigh and made her way to the doorway.

“Still not alone, eh?” She looked down at her new slightly larger chest and shrugged sarcastically. “Can't be any worse than what I already have to deal with...”

TO BE CONTINUED...

Description
Ch. 2: Biological Storage

Samus stepped out from the small room behind her and into a larger, more open one. It looked like a sort of conference room, meant for meetings and drawing plans. She also knew that they used these rooms as storage for vital information and began to search around for hidden vaults. She stepped around the table in the center, which only had one leg to stand on at this point, and was coated in dust and...other substances she wasn't exactly sure of. As she carefully motioned her way around it, the lights got dimmer, to the point where they hardly emitted any light whatsoever. Deciding that she needed as much light as she could get, she switched on the front light of her visor, as well as the heat sensor setting. As she stepped over a dilapidated office chair, she came upon something: a small crack in the wall.

Stepping over, she began to pick at it, wedging her fingers as best as she could within it and pressing her weight to the side, hoping the panel would slide over. After a bit of effort, the hidden vault creaked its way open to reveal a small metal orb. Samus reached in and grabbed it carefully, studying it, only to discover that it was what she needed – a holo-map!

Twisting it clockwise until she heard a click, the orb popped upwards and shot out a bright laser slightly upwards. After a few moments of loading, the map of the station finally came into clear view, though it did flicker a few times here or there. As she looked it over, she noticed that she was indeed inside a conference room, as she had inferred. There were several other sections, as well as several more conference rooms, but she needn't search those, she had found what she wanted in this one.

What was more interesting were the three glowing orbs on the three corners of the ship. They were very close by, and with this map Samus realized that this station wasn't very big at all.

“This'll be simple then...” Samus muttered as she assumed that the three points on the map correlated to energy generators. These generators held usually the same amounts of energy that helped power the station's cloaking device, but with the station in such a state of disrepair, she was sure that the energy levels were erratic. Putting all that aside, Samus knew that she could get the energy from the power cells and power her ship with it. And if she drained the power from the station, the electromagnetic field that surrounded it would most likely shut off!

“Perfect...one of these stations.” Samus now perfectly understood where she was – this was a test station. These stations performed various technological and chemical experiments to help advance science. They had to be heavily cloaked in order to remain off the radar of passing Space Pirates, which explained the electromagnetic radiation. She had traveled to one of these before in the past, but was unsure why this one was in such a state of disrepair.

She committed the map to memory, then returned it to its spot, having nowhere to put it on her person. It was then that she heard something shift just to the side of her.

Samus stepped backwards, pulling her Paralyzer out quickly and aiming it in the direction of the sound. But all she saw was a corpse – one of an engineer. She could tell by its outfit and tool belt. Its head lay cocked to one side, still donning its full uniform, helmet included. Her eyes darted around the room, scanning around to see if there was any sort of other threat around her, the light from her visor glinting off of several of the metal surfaces that were scattered across the room.

Another noise emitted from the very same spot. Samus' eyes darted back over to the engineer. It was moving. Ever so slightly, the seemingly dead body lifted its head towards Samus. Slowly. Carefully. For a few brief moments, it did nothing but gaze at her, and she gazed right back, gun pointed directly at it, unfaltering. After those moments ended, however, it began to lift its hand just as groggily as it had its head. As soon as it was directly out from its body, Samus could hear a weak voice choke out from the near-death engineer.

“T...take this...” Was all it could say before it dropped the object in its possession. The engineer slumped over, limp from death. The small metal object rattled across the floor and rolled over to Samus' feet. She kept her gun aimed at the body for a few more seconds, then decided to bend over and pick up the unknown object.

“Hmm...” She thought carefully to herself as she looked at it. It was a small, slim metal cylinder. Hollow, but with an odd symbol on its side. “Looks like a sort of...engineer key...” She thought to herself. She shrugged, and began to scan it with her visor.

'No pathogens detected. Object is clean'. The voice told her with 100% accuracy.

“Odd that a corpse wouldn't have any sort of filth or disease...” Not sure of what she needed it for, but deciding it must have some sort of practical use on the ship, Samus put the object inside her tight pocket, and it fit snugly near her thigh. She gave the corpse one last scan with her visor, finding no strange anomalies, then began her search for the three power cell cores.

Stepping carefully into the adjacent hallway, Samus kept her Paralyzer poised for any sort of surprise that may try to jump out at her. Despite the ship not being in use, this area in particular didn't look badly damaged.

'Whatever disabled this place...took it out from the inside...' she thought to herself as she stepped towards her destination: the first power core.

Samus took her time and observed the condition the hallway was in. It seemed as if the further she moved on, the more damage was done to the station, which was odd. Panels of metal were missing and wires in the walls were exposed. Light fixtures were dangling or missing entirely. Samus still had no clue what could have caused this. It didn't seem like ordinary disrepair to her...

As she made her way down the hall and to her first generator room, a faint noise could be heard from the walls. Giving a quick glance around the room, Samus made sure she was in the clear and kept moving, Paralyzer poised for any sort of disturbance.

And yet, somehow, something managed to sneak up on her and bite onto her leg.

“UNGH!” Samus quickly kicked her foot in reflex, kicking away the unknown creature. She whipped around to face it and saw in shifting around, scrambling to get back onto its feet after it had been flung so harshly. Samus approached the creature, a strange crab-like monstrosity. In fact, it actually looked a bit like an ordinary Space Crab, but something was...off about it. An ordinary Space Crab was covered in a hard shell, and had a bright red hue to it. They usually had one large pincer and one smaller one, as well as four tiny legs that helped it scuttle around, back and forth. This was all topped off by three glowing yellow eyes, with one large one in the center of its face, with two very small one surrounding the main eye.

This monstrosity, however, looked soft, squishy, and incredibly slimy, as if it had been plucked from its shell, and it seemed to be colored a sickly purple color. Its tiny legs looked engorged and inflamed, and it even looked as if some were missing. Both arms on it were massive, and had some sort of appendages to them, like it had tried to evolve fingers but just didn't do it right. To top it all off, this Space Crab had two pincer-like jaws for a mouth, something a normal Space Crab rarely had, and even if it did, they wouldn't be nearly as pronounced or large. It looked like bones were jutting out of its body to form the jaws.

Despite this, Samus remained undeterred. Her stun pistol aimed at the ready, she prepared herself for whatever this odd creature had in store. It eventually flipped itself upright and glared at her with a sort of malice. Space Crabs were territorial, yes, but this wasn't exactly their natural habitat. Something was off here, that much was obvious to Samus.

Before Samus could do any more analysis upon the creature, it lunged at her. Before it could get much closer, however, she let off a stun shot, blasting the creature backwards in a dazzling light. It collided hard with the wall behind it and seemed to crumple, like whatever it had for a spine had been shattered.

“What in the...” Taking a few steps forward, a bit more cautious than before, Samus decided to take a scan of the now dead-looking creature. After a few moments, the scan visor beeped with its results:

'Genealogy: Space Crab. Species: Unknown and/or Tampered' Samus furrowed her brow, then took another look at the crab.

“Odd...perhaps a failed experiment?” She shrugged and stood back up, heading back over to the generator room down the hall. “Not much I can do for it now...but I should stay on my toes. There may be more...” She looked down at her ankle where the crab had bitten her, but it didn't seem to have even made a tear on her suit, much to her relief.

Finally, she managed to make it into the first generator room. The power cell in front of her was in the shape of a giant cylinder. There were various marks on it, to indicate power level and charge. This generator was near empty, the light that it filled up to only making it to the very bottom benchmark. This obviously wasn't the main generator, but the protocol on space stations was that all power generators were to remain at the same charge.

“Well, that explains the massive electromagnetic spike. There must be a generator on here just bursting with energy...” Samus took a look around. It was a very small room, like a broom closet. The light above flickered on and off with every surge that the weak generator seemed to emit. Studying the cylinder with closer detail, Samus found a small cylindrical siphon on the side, and she assumed it was for emergency energy draining. Otherwise, the generators were pretty self-sustaining and needed very little charge to operate.

“Hmm...” Samus studied the siphon a bit more intently and then looked about the room for ways of draining the cylinder. Finding none, she was then reminded of the engineer. He would know what to do here... “Ah!” An idea coming to her mind, she reached into her side pocket and retrieved the small, sleek tube that had been handed to her by the dying man. “Now how do I...”

Switching her visor to info-scan, Samus did a reading on the tube to get some answers.

'Microbiological Energy Converter. Install into suit in order to carry energy from generator sources.' Samus chuckled. She was lucky that her Zero-Suit came outfitted with a few inventions that engineers had. Usually when they did an energy converter draw, it would course throughout their whole body, no matter how much energy was taken. It would store evenly across the person, and most would have no idea that they were carrying extra pounds within them.

Samus stuck the tube, which seemed to be a bit dented on the side, into her wrist, where it took a few seconds to confirm that a connection had been made. After a muted “beep”, Samus approached the cylinder and attached her end to the siphon, beginning the transfer sequence.

A few seconds passed and Samus waited. She kept her ears open, in case there was any sort of intruders while she was in a sort of defenseless state. 'This might be enough energy to leave here...but I don't have any way of releasing the energy without putting it back into the generators. My ship is the only option at this point...and that damn emergency mode makes it so I can only inject a specific amount of fuel...in this case, all of it. So I'll need to draw from all of these first so I can leave-' Samus' thoughts were interrupted by a faint tingling in her chest.

“Mmmph...I forgot how odd this could feel...” She mumbled as the warmth increased by the second. The cylinder, although nearly empty, was taking forever to drain, and she could only feel herself getting hotter. It was starting to get uncomfortable. “Ugh..what is going on with thi-” Samus' eyes nearly bulged out of her head when she looked down to investigate the source of the heat.

Her breasts. They had grown. Ever so slightly, they look about a centimeter bigger than they had before. Samus shook her head, thinking that the energy draw was messing with her head, making her delusional. But there was no mistaking it-her breasts were bigger! And they were still growing!

In a panicked fervor, Samus tried to pry herself from the siphon, but it was no use – she had to stay hooked in until the generator was completely empty. She struggled and gasped as her breasts continued to puff up, centimeter by centimeter, her light blue vinyl-like skin tight suit stretching outwards as she grew.

“Oh no!” was all she could gasp out. She had entered D-cup territory, from what she could tell, having once been a mere C-cup. “This...this has to stop!” She cried out, her panic going off the charts. Never had she dealt with something like this. Sure, she had dealt with aliens and Space Pirates no problem, but this was different. She was changing. Slowly but surely, she was gaining mass, her suit creaking and recalculating its size based on the changes that were being made.

As more and more energy piled into her, Samus pleaded with the device to end its draw soon, as her breasts became as big around as softballs, and remained incredibly perky. She could only assume that she had broken through a DD-cup.

“No...no!” Samus was nearly speechless. She could only sputter in awe and worry as her breasts continued their charge into larger dimensions. The warmth that continued to flow within her chest made her feel strange. Aroused. This arousal mixed with fear for some reason only led to more arousal. Samus bit her lip and closed her eyes, still shaking and hoping for the ride to soon be over before she could no longer see her feet...

And just like that, her wish was granted.

'Generator Drain Complete' an automated voice rang out.

Samus was released from the device and stumbled backwards against the wall behind her. She slid down onto her bottom and clutched her sides as the warmth seeped out of her. She now felt incredibly cold, as if she had been tossed into the deep fields of the Phendrana Drifts, a place she had just left behind.

Tentatively, she brought a hand to them, and grasped into them

“Yep...they're real.” Samus stated bluntly. “Odd...it feels as if the energy was converted into...tissue?” This raised a bit of dread into her mind, wondering if the tissue could be turned back into energy or if she was...stuck like this? Samus shook away the thought. Of course she could convert it back. Now was not a time to be delusional. She stood defiantly, but wobbled a bit on her feet, not used to the added pounds upon her front.

“Minor setback...if this is the only way I can get out of here...then I suppose I'll have to put up with these for now.” Now that the initial panic had worn off, Samus' resolve had been revived. She turned to head towards the next generator room to start the process again. Although she was understandably anxious about undergoing another process like that, she knew it had to be done if she ever wanted to get off of this blasted space station.

Suddenly, she heard a soft bang ring out from not so far off in the station. She let out a sigh and made her way to the doorway.

“Still not alone, eh?” She looked down at her new slightly larger chest and shrugged sarcastically. “Can't be any worse than what I already have to deal with...”

TO BE CONTINUED...