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Samus sighs as she steps out of her ship's shower, making her way out of the cubicle to the full-length mirror nearby.
She stops at the reflective surface and looks into it.
Another day, another mission. Another set of smarting bruises. This time she appears to only have a few. Lucky.
Samus runs her hands along the ones she can see, inspecting them. That turns into running her hands along more areas, trying to make sure that she's not sporting a hard-to-see bruise there.
Are her breasts hurt in any way?
Her beefed-up biceps?
Her soft, yet massive slab of…
Samus gives up any pretense of not going farther in an instant, grasping her breasts with both hands to give the surprisingly large mounds a squeeze. She moans loudly at just that and the more she kneads at her chest the more aroused she gets, every grope and rub making the heat building within hotter and hotter.
She hadn't planned on masturbating when she finished that mission, but…
There was nothing she could do now, right?
Not as her knee-length member began to rise, the already large, flaccid rod getting stiffer the more she squeezed at herself. Her sack started reacting to her touches too, the huge, full orbs that so often forced her to spread her legs beginning to churn with a massive load.
Not the typical reaction most warriors have to a bit of masturbation, but standing in front of a mirror is much more dangerous to her libido than one would expect. It all comes down to one simple thing….
Samus loved her body.
She had the exact features that she wanted from a lover. Big strong muscles, huge, hefty breasts, a big, round rear, a big, fat, vein riddled dick, huge, round nuts churning with hot, thick seed that's begging to be milked out….
Strong hands grasp at Samus' cock, stroking it rapidly despite the fact that they couldn't even fit around the massive pillar.
Fuck…just thinking that way got her worked up, and the thought of fucking someone like her?
A perfect woman with almost exactly her looks?
Maybe even another Samus…?
Pumppumpumppump-
Arms reach around a body from behind, hands moving to grasp and squeeze at a pair of breasts exactly like the ones pressing on the well-endowed woman’s firm back.
“Just the size I like….”
“Of course. I’m you. Bound to be perfect.”
“Damn right.” Samus murmurs as she leans her head down to press a kiss to the side of the second Samus’ neck, giving those plump mounds of the woman’s a firm grope. As one kiss turns into two, then three, then more, Samus’ hands lower, palms sliding down the smooth, yet scarred skin of her clone to her crotch. Hands grasp at that big, fat member of -Samus...Samus 2’s…Zamus’-, every squeeze and stroke getting her stiff shaft throbbing harder and harder….
Splat!
"Fuck!"
There's the first shot of precum. A minute or so into jerking herself stupid and Samus had already created a pool of pre so high in volume that it submerged her feet.
Twitch.
"Fuck."
Twitch.
"Fuck…"
Throb.
"Fuck fuck fuck!"
"You really like these boobs, huh?"
Samus doesn't respond, too busy biting her lip at the feeling of Zamus smooching the vein along the bottom of her shaft and then wrapping her massive mounds around the girthy thing. Her sitting position means that the copy can only really access the base of her humongous pillar, but even that's enough to get her going.
Throb.
Pump.
Samus groans as her doppelganger begins to slide those big tits up and down over her cock, working her shaft thoroughly despite the fact that the mammaries are barely big enough to wrap around the rod. The slight inconvenience isn't enough to stop Zamus even a little though, the strong blonde continuing to slip her tits up and down to the point that Samus cock was practically leaking pre like a faucet.
The slick liquid only helps Zamus go faster.
Eventually every stroke is so quick that it can hardly be seen with the naked eye.
"Ohhh God…"
Schlipschlup.
"I'm getting close….!"
Pump.
"Ough-!"
SPLAT!
"AHN!"
The second shot of precum is even stronger than the first, and it only takes a few moments for Samus to be up to her ankles-
Splurt! SPLRT!
-up to her knees in thick, clear pressed.
Her hands are starting to lose the same effect as before, but she did have a fleshlight..
Samus begins to wade through her pre, walking toward the bathroom cabinet…
"These big things are sure working overtime, aren't they?" Zamus says with a chuckle, leaning down to press a soft kiss to one of Samus' large nuts before crawling upward into her lap. With the sheer size of cock both wields it'd be nearly impossible to ride one another in this way, but a little frotting…
Throb.
Zamus' cock twitches against Samus' own as she shifts her hips a little, lightly rubbing the two large members together.
It's a little uncomfortable, but both agree mentally that it's worth it when they join hands and really start to go at it, nearly getting to the point of outright thrusting.
Twitch.
Throb.
Oh….that feels-
Throb.
Pulse.
-way too good, in fact-
Pulse!
Twitch!
-it's always so good that they-
Twitch! Twitch!
Throb.
-nearly cum right then and there.
The two are driven to go at it as intensely as possible, the bed underneath both girls shifting and straining with the efforts they put into blowing their-
Snap.
The sleeve wrapped around Samus' length breaks, strong rubber tearing apart to fall to the ground in two halves.
It’s rather unfortunate.
That doesn't stop Samus whatsoever, however.
She simply goes back to using her hands, clamping down on her shaft firmly while her biceps bulge from the effort of stroking…!
Clapclapclapclap!
The sounds of nonstop smacking fill the room, not one second going by where flesh isn't meating flesh.
If it isn't Samus' crotch slamming into her copy's rear then it's her fat orbs striking the other's own, and the sheer speed both things occur with is incredible.
Samus has her hands firmly gripping her twin's hips to have a perfect hold with which to ram her hips forward, and though the doggystyle position the two are doing leaves her with the disadvantage of thrusting on her knees she still manages to outdo most with the power she uses. It's extremely impressive, and Zamus proves to be just as impressive while taking the punishment dished out as if it's nothing despite the massive gutbulge sliding up and down her belly.
In fact, Zamus’ strength is so incredible that she easily gets up when a particularly hard thrust sends her off of Samus' length and onto the floor before her, her powerful body allowing her to get up, walk over to Samus, lift her up without a problem, and then spread that tight pucker around her dick.
"Ohh…."
"...fuck…."
Samus groans as she slides her rear down a bit further, stretching her ass even more around the floor-mounted dildo below.
Just jerking off wasn't enough now.
Samus needed more.
She needed it to be-
"-harder, faster. Fuck me up!"
Zamus complied.
CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP!
"UGH!"
Samus hisses as Zamus begins to bounce her up and down as if her body was a personal fleshlight, slamming her form down while thrusting upward to shove her high and then jam her down again.
It's intense, and the grinding her own massive length does against Zamus' body doesn't help one bit.
It only serves to make her closer and closer to orgasm, her balls tensing and tensing before-
"Ohhh fuck!"
Samus groans loudly as she slams herself up and down on that huge dildo over and over and over, stretching her rear around its thick girth while bulging her belly. The size is pretty impressive and even those powerful abs couldn't keep the size of the intrusion from showing through them, the raise in Samus' stomach dancing up and down unrestricted.
This is it.
She's so close that she's finally going to-
"Are the flood pumps still working after last time?"
"Of course they aren't. But we're fictional apparitions within an incredibly vain woman's mind. Why would it matter? Gonna cum~?"
"Absolutely. I'm so close…"
Zamus' smiles as she stares down at Samus'. The two had changed positions again, the original laying on her back in bed while Zamus stood and thrust into her.
The power of her thrusts had decreased a lot since earlier, but it had little effect on the enjoyment of the two. Both were so tired out yet so close that they barely cared, simply riding out the pleasure they shared for as long as they could.
Which wasn't very long at all.
Within a minute Zamus' breathing starts to pick up and the same goes for Samus, both girls panting faster and moving quicker and clenching tighter-
SPLRRRRRRRRT! SPLAT!
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH~!"
Both girls moan loudly as they finally pour out their last loads of the night, a massive torrent of seed firing from both of their members that-
-instantly floods the ship as if it's nothing. Samus load is obscenely large and the ship actually has to open several ports just to vent the excess seed before the entire thing floods. A shame the sheer thickness of the cum is enough to gunk those up...
Once Samus is recovered from the sweet bliss of orgasm she looks around, sighing loudly before beginning the trek to grab the cleaning supplies in the ship's closet.
"Why didn't I get the pumps fixed last time…."