A Shapeshifter's Thanks

TITLE: A Shapeshifter's Thanks
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Metroid or any of its characters. No profit is being made.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Samus/Gandrayda
NOTE: This is just a little story born out of a desire to write something, but not really knowing what to write or even in what fandom. Let's see how well that turns out, eh? Also, I really need some pointers on how to write a longer tribadism scene.


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Gandrayda had no idea where she was or how she got here. She wasn't even really sure what shape she was. As far as she could tell she was currently some kind of ooze sitting in the bottom of a sphere. The only other thing she could tell about herself right now with any certainty was that she was probably her usual pinkish purple colour.

So. Ooze in a sphere. OK. She could work with that.

Gandrayda formed herself a pair of eyes, but that didn't help much. There was no light here, nothing to see by no matter what spectrum she tried. Since sight wasn't going to help, maybe touch would fare better. After giving up on her eyes for the moment, she carefully formed a tentacle to try and feel out her surroundings. She was definitely inside a sphere, and not a very big one at that. It felt like it was made of metal, but what kind she couldn't tell. Her probing appendage soon found what was probably a hatch and she easily pushed it open.

Nothing happened other than a bit of fresh air caressing the top layer of her shapeless form.

Figuring that there was either nobody around or that the people outside the sphere knew she was a shapeshifter who could get out of anything, Gandrayda decided not to waste any more time lounging about and oozed out of the sphere and onto the floor. It was cold and probably made of stone. Hoping that she wasn't going to bang her head on anything, Gandrayda rose from shapelessness into her usual humanoid form. As her senses returned to her, she could see she was in rather large and somewhat familiar chamber, mostly made of stone. The only light was a dim green, coming from several machines standing against the right wall that were connected to the sphere she'd just oozed out of. The door was in the far wall and was framed by a beautifully carved figure of a bird, which probably meant her first hunch was correct and that this chamber once belonged to the Chozo.

Standing inbetween her and the door was Samus, fully armoured and pointing her arm cannon at her.

Gandrayda gave her a friendly wave. "Hey, Sammy. Something up?"

The bounty hunter didn't reply. Of course, Samus had always been something of the strong, silent type, but the way she just kept pointing her cannon on her was starting to make her pretty nervous. She was about to say something when the hunter suddenly straightened up and turned away from her.

"OK," said Gandrayda. "Nice to see you too."

Samus walked towards the machinery, her armour disappearing in flashes of yellow light until she was just in her blue jumpsuit.

"Tell me," the blonde asked as she looked over something, "what's the last thing you remember?"

Gandrayda looked up at the distant ceiling. It took a bit longer than it should have to come up with an answer.

"We were on Norion," she said. "Evil you just blasted Ghor with something and then..."

Gandrayda paused. What happened then?

"Everything goes kind of fuzzy after that," she said.

"It's good that you don't remember," Samus said. "You were corrupted by Phazon."

"Oh," said Gandrayda. "Really?"

"Really," Samus replied. She turned to look at her, a very small smile on her face. "I had to put you down."

Gandrayda lifted her hand up to her face and turned it this way and that. "Doesn't look like you did a good job."

"Oh, I don't know," Samus said, turning back to whatever she was doing. "You've been dead for three years."

"I'll take your word for it," Gandrayda said. "What about Ghor and Rundas?"

"I had to kill them too," Samus said shortly.

"Sorry."

"Not your fault. Not my fault. In any case, I managed to salvage some of your remains and regrow you here. I'm happy to say, your system is completely free of Phazon."

"And if it hadn't been...?" Gandrayda asked, even though she already had a pretty good idea of what the answer was going to be.

"I would've killed you again," Samus confirmed.

"Glad I got a clean bill of health," Gandrayda said. "Where are we anyway?"

"A Chozo planet pretty far outside of Federation space. I don't know its name."

Gandrayda nodded. She had a pretty good idea she did know its name, but she wasn't about to tell Samus. A girl had to have a couple of secrets.

"Speaking of which, why would the Chozo have an installation dedicated to regrowing you?"

It was a good thing Samus couldn't see the look that passed across Gandrayda's face. "Don't know," she lied. "Maybe my people had a lot of contact with yours way back in the day. Maybe this is just some hospital they set up for my kind."

"Could be," Samus said in a voice that spoke volumes about how much she didn't believe her.

Gandrayda turned and started walking towards Samus, changing herself as she did so. There was something very pleasing about taking the woman's shape and there was something very nice about forming herself a mostly human female body in a blue jumpsuit and long, blonde hair in a ponytail. As far as shapes went it was one of the better ones.

"Well, I'm grateful to you for going to all this trouble," she purred.

Samus turned around and her eyes narrowed when she suddenly found herself face to identical face. "Don't."

"Why not?" Gandrayda asked. "It's a nice body, don't you think?"

"It is. But... you looked like me just before you died."

"Oh," said Gandrayda, reverting to her usual purple and pink form. "Sorry. Didn't want to bring up any painful memories."

Samus looked away. "Don't worry about it."

Gandrayda lifted the bounty hunter's chin. For a brief moment there was... something... in the young woman's eyes, but it had gone too quickly to make out.

"Hey now, Sammy, don't get all depressed," Gandrayda said. "I'm back from the dead. We should celebrate."

"What'd you have in mind?" Samus asked.

"Oh, I think you'll like it," Gandrayda replied.

Samus didn't resist when the shapeshifter leaned in and kissed her. Her lips were... soft. Far softer than Gandrayda had expected. The woman had destroyed worlds and wiped out armies, yet her kiss was gentle.

Gandrayda grinned when she heard Samus' content sigh after she pulled away.

"You're right," the blonde said. "I did like that."

"And I'm only just getting started, Sammy," Gandrayda said.

"I thought you'd say something like that."

Gandrayda merely smiled and kissed her again. Samus' lips were still soft, but a rising passion began to overtake her gentleness. Part of Gandrayda couldn't help but wonder how long Samus had kept that passion carefully shackled inside of her. All her life, perhaps? And how much was she letting herself go now?

Well, not as much as she was about to if she had anything to say about it.

Without letting her lips leave Samus', Gandrayda let her hands roam across the young woman's body, trying to find some way to undo it. Her search was made more difficult the longer it took. Samus might have been an inexperienced kisser, but there was something about her that made her feel all warm inside and as her entire body began focusing on those terribly beautiful lips, her hands became ever more ineffectual.

Samus gently pushed her away and, with a smile of uncharacteristic mischievousness, undid her blue suit enough to bare her chest. Gandrayda felt a stab of jealousy at the sight of the bounty hunter's shapely breasts. Sure, the body she defaulted to looked generally female and she thought of herself as female, but her own breasts were nothing but shapes on her chest. They were about as sensitive as her stomach and far less useful. Still, that jealousy faded quickly as her eager mind truly picked up on the fact that Samus' weren't purely decorative.

The contented sigh that filled Gandrayda's ears as she kissed Samus' breasts felt almost as good to her as the feeling of her supple skin on her lips. Moving at a slow, leisurely pace, Gandrayda began the happy task of kissing and licking every inch of the bounty hunter's breasts. As she let her tongue dance across her, she heard Samus' breathing grow steadily deeper with arousal. That simple, soft noise was quite enough to fill Gandrayda's own body with a yearning heat, making it ever more difficult for her to take her time and tempting her ever more to shower Samus' breasts with kisses in a quick, lustful frenzy. She resisted the urge, though not completely. She sped up her lapping just a little and let her mouth wander frequently towards one or the other of the woman's nipples, simply to hear her gasp and almost moan whenever she sucked on them.

Once she felt she'd lavished enough attention on the bounty hunter's breasts (though part of her felt that, perhaps, breasts as shapely as hers could never have enough attention bestowed upon them), Gandrayda began wandering downwards, undoing more and more of the young woman's jumpsuit to find more delightful skin to kiss. She was about to undo the last bit of her suit and expose her vagina when Samus stopped her by gently grabbing the decorative tentacles on the back of her head and pulled her away. She looked up to see the blonde looking down at her. There was a strange smile on her face. Actually, it was perfectly familiar smile to Gandrayda, it just looked strange on Samus. But, in a way, it looked very right as well.

As Gandrayda rose to her feet, Samus took off her jumpsuit, seemingly unbothered by the cool air caressing her now completely naked body. Gandrayda licked her lips when she took it all in. Samus was at once strangely alien and utterly familiar, a curious combination that made her all the more desirable. Sure, she'd taken Samus' form from time to time and looked at herself in the mirror, but there was something very alluring about having the real thing right here in front of her.

She didn't have much time to stare at her glorious body, however, as Samus soon guided them both down onto the floor. There was a bit of confusion as they tried to sort out their entangling legs made all the more confusing since Gandrayda wasn't sure what the blonde was up to. She laughed briefly when she figured it out.

"I appreciate the effort, Sammy, but it's just not going to work," she said.

"Why not?" Samus asked.

"Well, unlike you, I don't have any bits down there."

"So make them."

It was a reasonable suggestion, but Gandrayda didn't really like it. She was perfectly fine taking someone else's form and changing it to suit her needs or to simply be some strange, formless thing, but she felt uncomfortable changing her usual form. As much as she disliked the fact that her body looked female but was essentially sexless, it just didn't feel right to give herself genuine breasts and an actual vagina.

Still, she considered as an impish thought occurred to her, she'd be willing to make temporary sacrifices for Sammy's sake.

Concentrating mostly on not feeling like an alien inside her own body, Gandrayda formed a tight little wet pussy between her legs. She was pleasantly surprised that it didn't feel as weird as it could have, though she suspected the almost eager look in Samus' eyes helped a lot in that regard.

"Ready when you are, Sammy," she purred.

Gandrayda held her breath when Samus moved closer. Then, when they were about to touch, she changed herself. Suddenly, instead of pressing against a purple and pink alien as she'd expected, Samus was pressing against an exact duplicate of herself. She didn't have time to object as their pussies kissed in their own way. Gandrayda moaned as she felt a bolt of pleasure shudder through her body. Part of her wondered if Samus felt the exact same way since their bodies were now the exact same as well. The way the blonde moaned told her that she probably did.

"Why?" Samus asked through gritted teeth as she continued to grind her pussy against Gandrayda's.

"You... remember me... like this... when I died..." Gandrayda panted. "I want... you to have... a different... memory..."

Samus grinned. "You should... wear my... armour... then..."

"Maybe... next time..."

If Samus had a reply to that, it was lost in a lusftul moan that mirrored Gandrayda's. Hot pleasure had shot through both of them when their clits brushed against each other. The feeling had been so intense and Gandrayda had been so unprepared that she'd almost reverted to her normal form, but she just barely managed to stay identical to Samus. Now that she was prepared it became a little easier to remain a beautiful (mostly) human woman, though not by much. Every time their clits touched sent intense shivers through her body almost powerful enough to make her lose complete control.

Samus didn't have the problem of staying the same shape, but as Gandrayda watched her undulating body she realised she tried keep some control on herself as well. Even as she shook with lust and moaned with pleasure, there seemed to be some part of the blonde refusing to surrender to herself. It was admirable, but also kind of sad. Perhaps one day she would be able to give her complete, unrestrained joy. It was something to look forward to.

Which wasn't to say Samus wasn't enjoying herself now. Every movement and sound of the young woman's body spoke of erotic pleasure and she should know since her own identical body moved and sounded much the same way. Gandrayda especially appreciated the way Samus looked at her naked body. There was no pain in her eyes, not even hidden pain. There was only joy and want. Whether that desire was for Gandrayda or for her own body she couldn't tell. And right now, she didn't much care.

That idle speculation soon fled from Gandrayda's mind as her lust grew. Pleasure filled her entire body and it only grew hotter and more intense as she kept rubbing herself against Samus. The struggle to stay identical to the blonde at once became more difficult and easier as the ever-mounting pleasure stole away more and more of her self-control, but also robbed her of the energy she needed to shift.

Through the haze of lust, Gandrayda spotted Samus' hand reaching out towards her. She took it and they held each other tight, fingers intertwining. She looked at Samus, the way her body shook and her chest heaved, they way her mouth hung open as moaned and panted and the way her eyes had darkened with raw lust and intense pleasure. And perhaps just a glimmer of love.

Samus closed her mouth and nodded. Gandrayda smiled in return.

They came.

Pleasure crashed into Gandrayda as it surely did into Samus. The sheer power of it robbed her of her last shred of control and she reverted back to her usual form. She barely noticed. No matter what her shuddering body looked like, it soared on a high, orgasmic pleasure that transcended any physical shape she might have had even though it had been born there.

Gandrayda came down from her climactic high at the roughly the same time Samus did. The two girls looked at one another panting, smiling. They soon disentangled themselves, but didn't get up quite yet. Instead they lay next to another, facing another and unbothered by the stone floor. Part of Gandrayda felt like assuming Samus' form again because it had been what she'd looked like when they'd pleasured one another or maybe just to see how Samus would react. But she didn't because, well, she rather liked seeing Samus smile at her true form.

They kissed. Lazily. Affectionately.

"Don't ever shapeshift without warning again," Samus said when their lips parted.

"All the time or just when we're having sex?" Gandrayda grinned.

"The second," Samus said.

"So we'll be having more of it, then? Nice to know."

"We'll see," Samus replied.

They kissed again.

"How long is the flight back to Federation space?" Gandrayda asked.

"At top speed, about four months."

"How about we dawdle a little and make it six, hmm?"

Samus smiled. "I'll think about it," she said.