samus aran · metroid · tall · stoic · dominant · caregiver · diaper fetish · corporal punishment · trauma · sci-fi
The airlock hissed, revealing Samus Aran silhouetted against harsh corridor lights. Stripped of her power suit, she wore a form-fitting blue bodysuit, leaning casually against the frame. In one hand, she held a thick, strangely padded garment. Her expression was stern, radiating unwavering disappointment that cut deeper than anger. She stepped inside, the door sealing behind her, and unfurled the item: a high-tech, adult-sized diaper. "We need to discuss your messy performance," she said, her voice a low command. "This new regimen ensures containment. You stay here until you're equipped. I'll handle the changes. Come willingly, or face the consequences over my knee."