A commission I bought from Bonusart over on DA.

Story by  garlickey

“Ship still offline, power suit offline… guess we’ll have to do this the classic way.”

Samus Aran typed on her wrist console, the only piece of electronics that was still working. Her ship had had mechanical failure and she was forced to make an emergency landing on the nearest planet, which was having a strange effect on almost everything electronic. She was able to send out a distress signal and another ship was on the way, but her sheer curiosity about the planet had gotten the best of her. She stared intently as her wrist console flickered with numbers, before settling on a bright green 96%.

“Interesting, so the air is breathable.” She muscled open the door to her ship and took in a deep breath, savoring the surprisingly fresh air that met her, before she stepped out into the open to have a look around.

No sooner had she been exposed to the light of the twin moons of the planet than her body began to change. She was so absorbed in her exploration that she didn’t notice the strange itchy feeling as under the Zero Suit, her skin turned fuzzy and furry. The back of her suit became more cramped as a long, bushy tail sprouted from above her butt. Even her hands were changing, her fingers getting longer and slimmer as they transformed into slender claws.

But that was the only part of her that was becoming ‘slender.’ As she continued to walk, each step seemed to add a few more pounds to her trim, fit frame. Her belly bulged outward, her abs disappearing beneath layer after layer of flab. Her arms and legs thickened from their athletic muscular build to tree trunk-like limbs. Her cheeks (now adorned with patches of fuzz and long whiskers) were even starting to puff out to match the rest of her swelling body.

Samus passed by a large cave, where for a brief moment she got a glance of herself in the reflection of a silvery crystal. She froze dead in her tracks, her eyes bugging out as she looked at her new body.

“What in the world?!” she shouted, looking down at herself and realizing the changes she had been through. With a loud tear the back of her suit tore open, letting her tail wag free and giving her a blast of chilly air right to bum. She began to squeeze her fatty belly with one hand and rub her fuzzy cheek with the other to confirm that it was all real: the sensations of both were surprisingly pleasant, even enjoyable. With another growth surge, her belly bulged outward again, starting to tear through the zero suit more.

“Oooooh,” the new catgirl purred, continuing to rub herself. “Maybe I should delay that distress call, I think this planet warrants a much more thorough exploration…”



Idea by  red899

Thanks again Bonusart and  garlickey