Samus gasped and hissed as she pulled the hot muzzle of her plasma pistol out of the gooey remains of her vagina, wondering how many times she was going to subject herself to this.

Then her stomach growled and she shot that too, turning a fair portion of her digestive system into a steaming mess.

That left only the mind-grating pounding in her chest, which she silenced with a final shot between her own breasts, which caused her heart to burst inside out like popcorn as it erupted from her back.

Finally at peace, Samus flopped on her command chair, wondering if she might need a new nightly routine as she closed her eyes and fantasized about being raped by a man big enough to shield her from the sky.