The sounds of chatter filled a dark dimly lit dive bar, the smell of vomit and cheap booze filling the dingy scene. “Dark Matter”, a small space station around the planet VRE turned into a hidey hole for all manner of illicit activities and criminals. The scene was quiet, an odd few people at the bar, while half the booths along the walls had small collections of people chattering amongst themselves. Soon enough, the doors slid open as a new figure strode into the darkly lit room.

Well over 6 feet tall, with a blond ponytail hanging behind her, the sounds of heavy footsteps making clear echoes across the concrete floor. All eyes fell onto the blonde woman, silence falling over them all, seeing the lightly armored white and red suit she was wearing… they never felt a need for their full power armor when dealing with smaller bounties. Though obviously less armored, they all remained back, knowing exactly who this was: Samus Aran, the best Bounty Hunter in the galaxy.

The bounty hunter didn't say a word, moving up to the bar, before pushing her arm cannon larger pink skinned alien woman seated there. “Torina Ignava… former member of now defunct Space Pirates… I recommend you come with me. After all… I think you’d prefer I bring you in alive.” Samus spoke, cold and stern, she never let a bounty get away, and she sure as hell wasn't going to let that be different with some low ranking bruiser.

Ignava appeared similar to any human woman, if not fairly well endowed, with a set of small blue antennae pushing through her shorter bob of white hair. Additionally, she was clearly quite muscular, her crop top showing off her 6 pack abs, possessing arms which would make most men feel self conscious. Standing up, the space pirate raised her hands as she looked to Samus, “Please please… there is no need to be hostile… pipsqueak.”

As she raised her arms up, the height of the target was clear as day for everyone around. Samus stood over 6 feet, and yet she looked tiny compared to Torina’s stature. The human bounty hunter coming up just to the woman’s hips, smiling down on her, “Shame you didnt bring your heavy armor… doubt your little pea shooter would leave much of a scratch. So how about this,” Ignava began, smiling, showing rows of sharp shark-like teeth, “put your gun down, and I might let you leave here with only a few broken bones.”

The bar’s silence was deafening… the small bits of chatter which had been in the room were gone, the bartender and patrons all focused clearly on the women at the front of the place. Samus looked up at the woman, a faint sigh as she lowered her gun, before Ignava began a retort. “How typical, not so scary without your su-” the pirate began before feeling a sharp punch straight to her gut.

The rest seemed to flow by fast, Samus followed with a quick sweeping of the woman’s legs, sending Ignava falling head first into a small table nearby, shattering it under her weight. Seeing the query was slow moving, Samus moved over to the alien half giant’s face, “Fine… guess you got a death wish,” the bounty hunter replied.

Onlookers watched in horror, the scene sounding like a rumor rather than fact, as they watched Samus lower her face level with the still dazed Ignava. What proceeded was a ‘blink, and you’d miss it’ scene as suddenly the blonde bounty hunter’s mouth wrapped around the space pirates’ head!

Samus seemed to be pushing the woman in swiftly, enveloping her head and shoulders in two massive swallows, pinning the prey’s arms to the sides as Ignava began to squirm again. Wet slurping and loud gulps continued as the bounty hunter slid over the pink form of her prey with no issue, pushing further and further along, her gut expanding as the meal was quickly pushing into Samus’ stomach.

All that remained before long was the length of the meal’s legs which were soon pushing down into the rounding mesh armor covered stomach. The massive bean bag sized gut pressing down to the ground in front of samus, all that remained of her meal was her pink feet. Large, each nearly as large as the bounty hunter’s face, she savored her time as she licked and lapped over the squirming feet and toes. Feeling the prey shift and squirm, likely laughing unwillingly due to her ticklish feet, as Samus took the time to finally enjoy the taste of her target. Salty, tangy… and oddly sweet for such a nasty bitch, Samus thought to herself before soon sending the last of the meal into her stomach.

Sighing, heaving her gut slightly, before walking back out, towards her ship, the onlookers seeing the relative ease she moved with her large shifting stomach. As tensions lowered, and people began to return to normal, a loud “UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPP” filled the station… as Samus, and her bounty, boarded back onto her ship