Samus feels her body shake with the impact as her backside slams against the sheer rock wall. The tentacle tugs at her, trying to drag her into the hole, but she can't fit. More tentacles wrap around her body, and slowly, Samus feels her butt start to give way, as it slides into the hole. The rest of the hunter's body folds like a collapsable chair, and she feels a row of teeth as they pass through her legs. Her breasts spread wide as they are mashed against her shins, compacting her enough to be swallowed by the vaccuum-hole. With her head in between her feet, contorted in a position that would be impossible if not for her morph ball training, samus feels her rear some to a stop against some sort of stomach wall. Several more minutes of struggling ensue, but the creature was not designed to ingest a meal as large as a human at once. Content with what it has now, the creature's tentacles retreat into the stomach chamber, where they start spreading acid over Samus's prone form as she curses how her Chozo ability to breathe underwater forces her to endure this. This doesn't last long, however, as another creature has plans for samus, and is forming a shadow in the water directly above her...
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