The small, alien creatures wriggled to Samus’s room. Inside, Samus was laying down on her back, still dressed in the same orange attire as before. Her hands were on her stomach, which shook and moved with its contents. Samus’s blonde hair was out of its usual pony-tail and spread behind her head. She looked unbelievably comfortable; a smile was naturally present on her face as she slept.
 The critters had arrived at Samus Aran’s bed. One of them stuck itself on the side of platform that the mattress was on top of and moved onto the bounty hunter’s bed. The other creatures followed. One by one, they crawled onto the woman’s leg and slinked up her body. They moved over her shorts, across her squirming tummy, and onto her great breasts. Samus still hadn’t woken up, even as they sat on her body. Her mouth was open, her breathing slow. One of the creatures wiggled to Samus’s mouth and shoved itself into its confines. No sooner had it entered than did it squirm down her throat, joining the rest of its kind.
 Samus awoke at the strange sensation. She looked to her chest and panicked, quickly realizing what had happened. When she tried to move, the aliens squirmed to her arms and legs and restrained them. She couldn’t even move her torso due to the efforts of the creatures within her. They pushed down and held her back to the bed. Another one moved to her face. Samus tried to close her mouth, but the flexible nature of the aliens allowed it to slip in between her lips. It, too, forced itself down her throat, despite how hard she clenched her muscles.
 The bounty hunter watched as a bulge went down her throat and into her tummy. Her stomach had grown more with the two new occupants. Unlike before, the thought of the creatures invading was a much less pleasant one. Why would they try to enter her stomach now? It could only mean something bad. She had to do something about this, before it was too late. As the next one left her leg to follow its comrades, Samus swung the recently liberated appendage and tried to twist her body. The aliens, while capable of holding down her limbs, could not handle her weight if she used it correctly. As a result, they were forced to unbind themselves from the bounty hunter.
 Samus landed on the floor heavily. She wasn’t used to doing physically intensive actions when she was filled with prey. Her stomach sloshed heavily as she got up. Samus needed to get to get to the container that held these creatures before they got free. If anything could tell her what was going on, it would be the file that was attached to the tank. She began to move towards the main room in a sluggish speed-walk. Moving in this state was surprisingly difficult.
 The bounty hunter entered the main room, her hands rubbing her aching stomach. The ship was currently on “sleep mode”, which Samus set it to in order to save energy while she slept. In the dim light, she could see the tank on the floor, its liquid spilled everywhere. She stepped towards it, but tripped and fell. Two of the amorphous creatures had caught up to her and grabbed her leg. The woman tried to get up, but she wasn’t quick enough; the two aliens had scrambled up her body to her face. They both stuck themselves into her mouth at the same time and crammed themselves into her esophagus. Samus pushed her fingers into her neck, trying desperately to keep them from going down. It was to no avail, though, as a giant bulge travelled down her throat, through her chest, and into the mass at her midriff.
 She couldn’t take much more of this. The bounty hunter wasn’t used to handling so many things going into her in such a short time. Usually, she only had to stretch her throat once to swallow prey. These things, however, were forcing her body to stretch over and over to fit themselves within her. It was putting serious strain on her body.
 With a painful grimace, Samus reached over to the tank and pulled it to herself. She pressed the button that activated the holographic description and pushed herself into a sitting position to get a good look at it. Her stomach sat on the floor between her legs, grumbling louder than ever. The words of the file glowed faintly green;
 [REPORT ID#: 00140087
 SPECIMEN NAME: Lobuli (10 instances)
 DESCRIPTION: A Lobulus is an organism that is highly adept at organization. These creatures are amorphous and move around via wiggling or rolling their bodies. They consume nutrients either by absorbing them through osmosis or enveloping them and dissolving sources of sustenance. Lobuli are quite strong for their size, and are able to use their entire bodies to apply force. However, they’re strength is not great enough to take on most larger organisms on their own, as they have very few natural defenses against predators. The most remarkable ability of Lobuli is their cooperation. Lobuli naturally live exclusively in groups. These groups are well established, and members of the groups can clearly identify other members of the same group from members of separate groups. Through unknown means, they can communicate fairly complex courses of action. This organization has been observed to be used in many different ways, such as hiding, defending, and searching. When provoked sufficiently, Lobuli of the same group will attempt to combine into one entity. This entity is known as a Lobula. Lobulas are much stronger and smarter than lobules, and are enough to take on most any predator. While this form cannot be maintained for very long, it is incredibly strong and much more intelligent. However, this form cannot be achieved until all living Lobuli of a group converge into the same mass. While forming, Lobuli will head for the largest cluster of their fellow group members and wait. They will attempt to go to this cluster by any means, and won’t give up under almost any circumstances. If one living member of the group is unable to get to the cluster, formation of a Lobula will not be possible. While most groups of Lobuli are passive until attacked, some groups have begun to abuse the strength of the Lobula form, and have become more predatory.]
 Samus scrolled down to the bottom of the report, searching for something that could help her.
 [TERMINATION VERDICT: The group of Lobuli contained in this case is a “rogue” group, and has begun to frequently use its strength and knowledge as a Lobula for more than defense. If allowed to continue, the abilities and intelligence of the Lobuli could become extremely hazardous. Once removed from the specially designed anti-merge fluid inside of this tank, immediately destroy the subjects.]
  Samus thought about how many of the Lobuli she had in her already. When she went through all the ones she’d swallowed, plus the ones that forced their way into her, she came to a total of nine. That meant there was one more left. She looked around anxiously; if it got into her stomach, it could very well mean the end.
 Suddenly, something hit Samus’s shoulder. It was the largest one of the Lobuli, the one that tried to get into her navel. While it was large, the alien was far from quick. Samus grabbed it as it reached for her mouth. The critter squirmed anxiously in her hand. What could she do to prevent it from getting into her stomach where the rest of the creatures were? She thought for a moment.
 The bounty hunter’s tummy groaned loudly. Her orange shorts had been pushed to their limit. If they had a button, it would have surely popped. The breasts inside of her top sat on her stomach, as ample as ever. These creatures weren’t acid resistant according to the report, so they would eventually digest if she left them there. She didn’t want to let the large Lobulus stay inside of a container, or it could very well escape. She didn’t want to fire off a gun in the ship, as the only thing she could fire in here was her emergency gun, which probably wouldn’t do it. Suddenly, Samus got an idea.
 The woman grabbed the alien and held it to her enormous stomach. It still reached out like before, and it touched the surface of her tummy. Samus brought the alien to her long, wide navel, and loosened her grip. The creature reacted instantly and squirmed to the giant sinkhole in her midriff. Its flexible form wriggled deeper and deeper into her belly button, until half of it was inside. The Lobulus stopped moving, and Samus sighed with relief.
 However, the alien wasn’t done. It began squirming again, and somehow it pushed itself further into her navel. Samus felt a very strange sensation in the pit of her belly button, one that she’d never experienced before. The skin inside of her navel was stretching. The creature pushed and pushed, cramming its form deeper. The bounty hunter watched as it finally disappeared completely into the dark hole that was her navel.
 Samus rubbed the skin just below her belly button, feeling the Lobulus wriggling in the bizarre new cavity of her body. She could tell that it was distinctly separate from her stomach, as the creature was still unable to join its group. The Lobuli within her stomach had slowed down, still waiting for their final component to join them. The woman paused at a sudden realization; she was finally safe. Without the final Lobulus, the group was incomplete. The Lobula was unable to be formed.
 The bounty hunter laughed as her tension released. She slowly rubbed her enormous tummy in circles, relishing her victory. It was only a matter of time before the aliens digested, and everything would be back to normal. In the meantime, though, she wanted to get a chance to truly appreciate her triumph. Her gut gurgled loudly, and the Lobuli began to struggle in futility as they began to be broken down by the acids of her stomach. She smiled at her belly, now wriggling and squirming. This was going to be fun.
  After a few hours, all had seemed to calm down. The Lobuli were now merely nutrients for her body to process. Samus stood up and admired her body, especially looking at her bare midriff. It had mostly flattened out, though she noticed that there was a stubborn bulge that had yet to leave. She poked at it experimentally. Suddenly, she felt something squirm within her, and the final Lobulus peeked out of her navel. It seemed entirely unsure of what to do, having now lost its group. Without others to cooperate with, it was defenseless. The blonde cocked her head at it, not sure of what she herself could do with it.
 In truth, she’d gotten a bit attached to it. While the Lobuli had been dangerous, they were certainly a fun meal. Samus settled on keeping it, even if she knew next to nothing about how to take care of it. She would have to figure it out later. For now, she pushed it back into her belly button and rubbed its bulge tenderly. Again, it squirmed, still not used to its situation. This would take some getting used to.