In seconds her zero suit is dissolved like damp tissue paper, leaving Samus naked, with no protection at all from the ravaging acids around her. Samus continues her furious struggles in spite of this and in spite of the naga's continued molestations. She can feel a thick fluid building up around her like an uncomfortably hot bath. This only incites her to struggle and thrash about all the more in the desperate hope of making the naga throw up.
Sadly for Samus, the naga has eaten far larger and more uncomfortable meals than a hot blonde with combat skills. She can feel her efforts fading, her form softening, and her resolve weakening. "This really isn't the worst way to die," she says to herself. "I could have been killed in combat or died from a fall. But this....This actually feels..kind of...nice!"
And so it did. The digestive acids had oozed into her vagina at this point and had the odd side effect of greatly stimulating her. At last, Samus simply gives up, resigning herself to her fate, and relaxing to better enjoy the warm sexual buzz emanating from her most secret place.
Outside, the naga feels her dinner relax. She gives a quiet chuckle as she continues stroking the delicious woman trapped within her. She had known from the start that her meal would eventually give in and surrender. Sooner or later, they always did.
Samus lay curled helplessly in her captor's belly, oblivious to everything around her. The now overpowering sensations coursing through her softening body had obliterated all sense of awareness, of fear, even of self. All that Samus was is a woman-shaped bundle of orgasmic ecstasy. In some vague, forgotten corner of her mind she wished that this wonderful feeling could just go on..and on...and on.......and..on.......
The naga felt her meal give one last great shudder, then go still forever. Giving way to a small burp, she gave her swollen belly a final pat and slithered off to a cave she used for a bedroom. A great deal of Samus meat was yet to be digested, and she wanted to have a good long nap to recover from such a vigorous meal.
Back at the cave entrance, a young, naked humanoid woman cautiously stands up from behind the boulder where she had been hiding. It was she who the naga had been meant as the sacrifice, but she had arrived just after the naga had begun to eat, and seeing the ordeal that the strangely dressed woman had undergone, she had no desire to become dessert. Knowing that her tribe would never forgive the dereliction of her duty naga food, she flees out into the wilderness. In time, she would find a mate, have many children, and live long enough to see them become grandparents. However, every year, on the same day when her tribe would send another beautiful young woman to be devoured, she would do as she did this night. Looking up into the stars, she gave thanks for the stranger from the heavens who gave her the most precious give she would ever receive: her own life.
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