Evolution Confusuion Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Samus woke to the warm softness of the clone’s down feathers against her cheek. Immediately after that, she realized the sensation of her seemingly full belly- she almost felt bloated or like she had eaten an overly large meal, but she struggled to put words to it even in her own head.

“Morning.” The clone greeted with a gentle tone. Lightly, she ran her nails along Samus’s scalp and kissed to Samus’s forehead.

“You- I- Oh god!” Samus’s eyes shot wide and she sat up- or, she tried to sit up. The moment she did, she could feel an awkward shifting in her abdomen.

“Shh… it’s alright. You… you were out for a while.” The clone offered.

“I- I!” Samus stammered and glanced down to her abdomen. She looked… she looked like she was two or three months pregnant. Not much, but what seemed like a disturbingly large change to suddenly wake to.

“It’s alright, your eggs are forming.”

“I- I know! I just… fuck.” Samus cursed under her breath. “I was supposed to be helping you.”

“Help? With what?” The clone lit up with surprise.

“Answers?” Samus guessed at how she could ever help herown clone.

The clone took a moment and nodded her head with a pensive look.

“What- what do you know- or remember? How- how did you get here?”

The clone seemed to frown, and Samus was rather certain her other half came dangerously close to addressing that more questions were not really what was promised, but she bit her tongue. “I was… on ZDR. I remember the Emmi’s! They- and then! Quiet Robe was alive… he was-”

Samus shook her head. “No, Raven Beak killed him. Raven Beak killed him and tried to awaken our metroid dna; to turn us into… into a weapon.”

The clone looked down to herself. “The change- I when we fought…” She looked horrified.

“Don’t worry. Raven Beak is… he’s…” Samus’s tongue grew thick as it set in that she had killed the last of the true Chozo.

“I’m sorry.” The clone seemed to understand without it needing to be said.

“And you woke here?” Samus asked out of the blue, trying to move the conversation along.

“I- on this planet? I was able to identify it was not ZDR, but without Adam or the ship, I had to discover most of it myself. At first I only identified that I had been in a tank of some sort; in a medical facility… but in time I realized where I was; that I was back home.”

Samus nodded.

“I’ve been exploring, making camp, hunting and settling in.”

“How long ago did you hatch?”

“Six and a half months?”

Samus took in the knowledge. Travel out to the planet had taken eight months, so the clone must have taken a month and a half to gestate after Raven Beak took her genetic sample. “Has it been-”

“I’m not the original am I. I- I AM Samus Aran… but…” The clone looked heartbroken.

“No, you’re not.” Samus admitted. “Raven Beak cloned us to bring back the metroids; you were the result.”

“I take it that is… why my body was… different when I woke?”

Samus felt scared to do so, but she nodded. “I presume you remember the operation-”

“I do. And I presume… this…” The clone gestured to the patch of feathers on her chest, the faint blue lines of phazon that occasionally streaked her skin, and her glowing metroid eyes. “Is the corruption in my genetic code realized?”

“Yes.” Samus admitted. “Our ship is not far, if you want Adam to explain it to you better he can-”

“No, no. I understand it. That explains the…” The clone gestured down to between her legs.

Samus’s throat caught again. She felt horribly guilty. How on any of the planets in all the galaxies, how could she say anything to the carbon copy of herself that had to be thrown back to living with… with… “I’m so sorry- I! We can find the machines or the facilities that they used to make us right in the first place! Together, between the two of us and Adam we have to be able to figure it out and-”

“The machines for the surgery?” The clone’s brows knit together.

“Yes?” Samus returned in a question, baffled that the other version of herself could ever question it.

“Why?”

“Why? Why? Why did we get it in the first place! To! To!” Samus stammered baffled.

“To be comfortable.” The clone retuned calmly. “Comfortable in your own skin.”

“A- are you?”

“I mean… the feathers are odd…” The clone frowned and looked over herself, her hands trailing down her bare breasts and to her thighs. Samus’s eyes followed her other half’s hands down. She clenched, flinched as she expected to see the two of what once she could never escape. She flinched, but… but… no penis, no cock, only what seemed to be a slightly puffier slit than Samus naturally had. “But, I don’t really mind them.”

“I! I! But! You had! You had two!”

“Oh!” The clone lit up in recognition. “Yeah…” She laughed awkwardly. “Did Adam not tell you?”

“No?” Samus questioned.

“Even the male Chozo didn’t have traditional... junk; they had their cloecha. I guess I really licked out in that one. I- we; we’ve nevr had much of a sex drive, so they never really popped out till you got here. I didn’t even realize I had them till then.” The clone hesitated and touched around her slit. “It wasn’t the most validating thing to have them show up suddenly… but… for the time being at least… they seem to serve a purpose- as! As long as you are ok with what happened?”

“I am ok with it!” Samus yelped all too hastily. “I- I mean… I am if you are?”

The clone looked down to herself and prodded around her slit. Now, without her actively aroused to a point of loosing self controll, she looked almost the same. “I wouldn’t mind looking, but… there is no rush.” Her eyes glanced back to the original. “And- how- how are you feeling about… about…”

“Bloated?” Samus gave a dry smile. “I’m not looking forward to everything about it… but… we are the last of the Chozo.”

“And the metroid.”

“It wouldn’t be right to let two species die out like that…” Samus averted her eyes with a light flush.

“No, it wouldn’t.” The clone agreed.

“Good.” Samus leaned in and kissed her clone gently before slowly working her way up.

“What are you doing!” The clone hissed.

“Standing? To lead the way back to the ship?” Samus treated it as if it was nothing and continued moving to stand, but the clone grabbed her and pinned her down.

“NO!” The clone barked out roughly.

“I-” Samus’s cheeks burned at the sensation of the other woman holding her down so roughly.

“I- I- I mean…” The clone panted. “Fuck- what’s happening I… the… dicks are one thing… but I feel- feel… Is this something to do with the metroid dna? Why do I feel so possessive and-”

“No, that… it is the Chozo; the metroid got awakened by the fight, but the Chozo got awakened by… a- a viable mate…”

“Mate.” The clone huffed and smirked before descending to place a kiss on Samus’s lips. “I think I like that.”

Samus and her clone snuggled in the nest for a long while as they chatted. Samus relayed all that Adam had told her about the changes. The clone detailed how she acquired all of her power ups across the Chozo homeworld, her hunt to build her suit back up and create a self sustaining little home. When Samus grew hungry and again attempted to leave the nest, the clone pinned her down and fucked her again as if just to prove a point. Samus put up no resistance. After that, the clone ran off to forage some food and water. With abundant care, she gently fed and watered her little birdie and made sure Samus was comfortable as her eggs rapidly formed.

Samus could feel the drain it took on her system. Her whole body clearly focused on preparing her clutch to be laid. She slept most the subsequent week, the clone caring to and tending for any and all of her needs. As Samus swelled and the dates slipped on, they continued to talk. It was awkward at times, being as they, in a large way were one in the same. They did already know most things about each other. But… that also meant they were both, equally and extremely lonely. Years and years of being isolated, exploring the galaxies, fighting and protecting. Years and years of being alone. There was never any escape. No escape until they found each other, themselves; no escape until they could escape into each other's arms.

As Samus grew fully round and she could feel her eggs shifting into place, she refused to let go of the clone. She couldn’t bring herself to let go. She needed to feel her other half; to feel the soft down against her cheek. She snuggled and whined onto the other Samus. She pleaded for warmth, and when the laying started, she screamed every obscenity she knew. Samus cursed her clone and damn near broke her hand she squeezed it so hard. That on its own was enough, but then, as she felt the first egg pass, Samus was perplexed by the hints of pleasure it brought. The contractions and sensation of her body accommodating to slip the smooth shelled egg out left her crying out and nearly on edge. The clone held her hand, caressed her head, and kissed her cheek. She did everything she could to help the original with laying the second and the third. By the time the fourth began to ready, Samus had already orgasmed with what felt like no explanation. After that, with each egg, she screamed out in ecstasy again. Egg six broke her. She screamed and came  as is slipped down from her womb and out her slit.

As soon as the final egg hit the soft bramble and cotton of the nest, Samus broke out in tears. She sobbed in the wash of confusing emotions and hormones that soaked her. The clone tried to comfort her and soothe her. She tried to help Samus, but the original felt fiercely protective of her recently laid eggs. Samus couldn’t help but lay gently over them and keep them warm; keep them safe.

The clone gave Samus her space, allowed her the time to process what had happened. She hunted and gathered a larger feast of food and water than she had ever before. When she returned with her cornucopia of a reaping, Samus had stretched herself over the eggs, keeping them warm, though much calmer.

Unknowingly, they had replicated something of a Chozo tradition; the sire allowing their mate to care for and nurture the fresh eggs while they hunt before returning with the spring’s harvest.

They stuck close for the duration of the season, hovering over their nest. They talked mostly. Talked, and feasted on the clone’s harvest. They talked of the soon to be hatchlings, the history of the Chozo, and what they meant to each other after all that had happened. They came to some conclusions together, that they would, of course, raise the hatchlings on their homeworld. The two of them would be mates and do their best to manage the bounty hunting duties of one Samus split between the two of them. They would swap out, one out on missions, the other with the hatchlings, and in between, they would spend their time together on their homeworld. Between the two of them and their first clutch, they would work to preserve the ways of the Chozo and their heritage.

They did, come to one other conclusion together. They decided that both being named Samus while home with the chicks could be confusing. For that reason, the clone suggested she be Virginia, after their mother. That was how they would honor their faint ties to their human ancestry, however the younglings would be named after the Chozo that raised them.

So many things had already been figured out. It really, it almost felt like it was all falling into place. So much was set and decided. But there was one last thing… Virginia still wasn’t sure what she wanted when it came to her body. It hadn't been an issue at all till Samus showed up, she hadn't even realized she had the extra appendages till then. They had perked out once or twice since then, but Samus seemed to be more than willing to help them go away. Ultimately, for the time being, she decided family would be best to choose. She occasionally searched for the machine that had once helped Samus before her while on hunts, but if she was honest, she never looked too hard. If she needed, she could find it some day in the future. For now, she had Samus, and that would be enough.

End of Chapter 5

Author’s note: If you liked this one, let me know! If you wanna see more of it, give me the heads up! I kind of whipped this one up in a blitz after finishing the new game. I am not planning any further chapters atm, but if folks really love it, I will see what I can do about adding some more weird mutant alien Samus selfcest.