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Prologue: Isekai Protagonism

I was never really a religious person. I think most people can say the same, right? Sure, most people might be ‘related’ to one religion or another, but how many are truly devoted to whatever beliefs they might have? When shit hits the fan though, faith does make the end seem a lot less terrifying.

When my time was running out, I prayed a lot at first. When that didn’t work, I begged. And finally I became a little numb. The desperation turned into apathy and I just felt like… Since there was nothing else I could do in this life, I might as well fantasize about the next.

Something I noticed was that in pretty much every ‘afterlife’ it was basically the same thing. Whether some form of Heaven, Hell or Reincarnation, ain’t it all just some Isekai plot?!

Isekai Protagonism. I know, it sounds silly. But it is what it is!

Protagonism is the belief that we’re all the protagonists of our own story. However shitty, fucked up or boring that story might be. I stole it from some guy I knew named Mike.

Anyway, I was going to go with Isekaism, but it sounded a little weird. Isekai Protagonism is the belief that after we die, we’ll be reincarnated into another world and get to enjoy a much more fulfilling or exciting life than the nightmare we had to deal with before!

Awesome, right?! Hahaha~!

I mean, dying still sucks, but at least I went out with a bit of optimism at the end! What’s the worst that could happen?

I’d like to think I was a pretty damn good person too. At least I never really hurt anyone. That should earn me some Karma Points.

I wonder if you can Pay to Win when it comes to the Reincarnation Lottery?

No matter what, it’s only up from here!
Chapter 1: Pureblood

It was a bright and sunny day in the vast, orange desert. So sunny in fact, that there were actually two stars in the sky! The air was extremely dry and no vegetation could be seen.

“I love sand! Hahaha!”

A cheerful voice rang out and echoed off the arid mountainous cliffs in the distance. There was a little red-skinned boy standing alone on a big dune. He didn’t have any clothes. So the hot twin suns constantly cooked his already scarlet flesh. His long black hair was especially toasty, but he didn’t seem to care.

“Phew~!”

He put his hands on his hips and grinned, those golden eyes gazed off into the distance. Aside from his head, he didn’t didn’t actually have hair on any other part of his body. Not even his eyebrows. He did have some slight ridges there though, but they weren’t too noticeable. Otherwise he was just a ‘normal’, tomato-skinned, cute little human boy.

“In retrospect, maybe I should’ve just stayed home?”

The child looked back towards the left and sighed, “No! I promised myself that I'd stop being such a lazy bastard! From now on, I’m Asmodeus! Demon Lord of Lust! Hahaha~! *Cough~!* Eh-heh… I should stop talking so much. Even this devil body has its limits.”

He’d been walking through the desert for at least twenty hours so far, without any food or water and under the harsh double-sunlight. If he was a human, he would’ve likely died a long time ago! At the very least, he wouldn’t be able to talk, much less running through the sand dunes so briskly.

“This way?” He seemed to feel something, turning to the right and looking off into the endless dunes again…

“Yep, this way!”

Without any more hesitation, he rushed forward at an even faster speed! As he got closer, he noticed something strange… It was getting a little darker. He looked over towards the suns that were hidden behind a thick reddish haze.

“Cool! Hahah~! I better hurry~!”

The huge wall of dust and sand was rapidly approaching from the distance, but he didn’t run away or try to hide. Instead, he kept sprinting towards the source of that special ‘feeling’. Pretty soon he saw a stretch of much flatter, paler sand and cracked, dusty ground. However, he was still able to make out several small patches of green!

“Yes! Water!”

Without thinking about the encroaching sandstorm, he worried more about satiating his thirst! He didn’t even consider whether those random plants would actually be edible or have enough ‘water’ for him to drink!

When he got closer, he noticed some strange creatures that were scattered around. They had brown fur, long black tails and looked a lot like rats… But they were about two meters long! As he approached rapidly, they glared up at him with their blood-red eyes, but then ignored him and kept digging into the ground. It didn’t take long before they completely disappeared into some hastily made burrows between some large rocks.

“Nice! Hehe~! Today is such a great day~!”

He looked around quickly and found some shiny reflective crystals attracting his attention. They grew in between the rock recesses. Asmodeus bent down and realized that they were actually some kind of fruit! They looked like dark-green melons covered in white crystal patches.

“A little tough but…” His long and sharp black claws tore through the thick flesh with a bit of exertion, then he carefully avoided wasting any of the ‘delicious’ sour juices inside. He heard the wind howling and felt his hair starting to whip around as the sandstorm got closer by the second.

“Hmmm, better grab as many as I can!”

Then he gathered up nearly a dozen of the big and small gourds, before sliding down feet-first into a particularly deep tunnel that one of those giant rats had excavated for him. Of course, once he reached the bottom, there were nearly a dozen sets of glowing red eyes in the darkness, glaring at his similarly glowing yellow orbs.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you~! Hehe~! Be good little mousies~! Just ignore me…”

They snorted and squeaked, but really did start to ignore his presence. Going about their normal business. Eating some gourds, fucking each other, wrestling and fighting. Normal rat things.

“Hmmm~! This reminds me of home.”

He couldn’t help remembering back to the time when he was first ‘reborn’ into this world…

More specifically, it was only a few days ago at most. When he woke up, his body was already seemingly ten or twelve years old. Not quite adolescent, by human standards, but he had no idea how ‘old’ he really was. His body was floating in a fish tank, or more like a big glass cylinder of some sort, filled with a surprisingly tasty translucent liquid. There was a metal pipe connected to his belly, or what was now his innie belly button, likely giving him the nutrients he needed to survive and grow.

There were some old, rusty and broken machines around the room. Including something that looked like a ‘Droid’ from Star Wars, but it didn’t actually work anymore. There were also some tablets that were already broken or broke the moment he touched them. In fact, even his tank shattered shortly after he woke up.

“I’m probably some kinda clone, right? But a clone of what? A demon? An alien? What the fuck kinda world is this anyway? Kinda looks like Tatooine.”

The moment he said that, he blinked a few times in the darkness and then drank a little bit more of that sour juice, “If this is really Tatooine… Then this is Star Wars? Then I’m probably not a demon. Isn’t there a red-skinned race called Zeltron? There’s also the Sith Purebloods… Uh, not really sure what would be better. Oh well, either way, awesome!”

*Squeak~!*

“Uh, sorry.” Asmodeus snickered and was too giddy to calm down, even though he did feel a little exhausted. The sound of wind howling over the tunnel openings was muffled a bit after the holes were covered up. But it was still pretty noisy regardless, and the stench in the cramped chamber filled with ‘Womprats’ was almost unbearable.

“Doesn’t that mean I can use the Force? Uh, how the fuck do I use the Force anyway?”

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Chapter 2: Sand

“Hmmm~!”

Asmodeus sat on a rock with his eyes closed. The wind whistled in his ears and his body was a little chilly. It was the middle of the night and the ambient temperature did drop quite a bit. However, his body was so used to the scorching sunlight baking his crimson skin. Without that, it obviously felt a lot colder.

“I think I’m probably doing it wrong.”

He opened his glowing yellow eyes and looked around at the beautiful scenery under the three moons. The rocky mountains in the distance had some foliage, but it was extremely rare. Even though he managed to find some more gourds every day, it was barely enough to survive by rationing them.

“I should be able to use the Force. For fuck’s sake, I’m an Isekai Protagonist! And I’m not just some random human! I'm either a Sith Pureblood or a Zeltron… I have no idea about the Zeltrons, but Purebloods are pretty good with the Force on average.”

It would have been more useful if he was a bigger Star Wars fan, but even an avid fan might have trouble keeping track of all the official canon, games like KoTOR, SWTOR and the old comic Legends. However, it was certain that Asmodeus already possessed Force Sensitivity and could manipulate the Force to a certain extent.

“Maybe I’m just trying too hard now? When I don’t think about it, things come pretty naturally…”

He tried to use ‘telekinesis’. Reaching out his hand with a small pebble on it. But aside from his red hand shaking and causing the rock to move around, nothing happened. On the other hand, he could ‘feel’ the presence of living creatures within a certain range.

“I wonder what time period this is? If it’s the Old Republic… If it’s after Order 66… Fuck me, even if it’s before the Clone Wars, Tatooine is always a shithole, right? Oh well! I’m not gonna worry about it! Haha~! Life is great~!”

The more he thought about it, the more he realized: “Tatooine actually isn’t that bad. A whole planet with only two-hundred thousand people. It makes sense why there’s so much hidden bullshit and buried treasure on this random world in the Outer Rim.”

Aside from whatever ancient mechanisms created or stored his current body, he didn’t find anything else useful in that cave or he wouldn’t be running around naked. Clothing probably wouldn’t last centuries or millennia, but he couldn’t even find lightsaber parts or crystals. Then again, he wasn’t really looking for them back then.

“Maybe I should… No, there’s no way I’m gonna find that place again now.”

He looked off into the slightly illuminated desert and sighed, “Supposedly the Force is all around me, flowing through me… My ass and balls are so fucking chaffed. And I think I have sunburn on my dick. Force Heal! Fuck my life…”

Although it was rare or even unheard of towards the fall of the Republic, in the Old Republic, Force Healing was extremely common. Not only that, but the general power level of Force Users was much higher and the quantity was much higher as well. It could just be a gameplay thing or because one isn’t technically canon, but put into another perspective, it actually makes a bit of sense.

There were so many wars and conflicts between the Old Republic and the new Empire Eras. Countless genocides, purges and disasters. The Force itself might have become weaker or more difficult to manipulate over time. Not to mention the Jedi and Sith, even the technological level of the whole galaxy was seemingly stagnant in a lot of ways. Some technologies from 20,000 years ago were better than what the Old Republic had, then the technological level before the Clone Wars was either the same or worse.

“Hmmm… Not to mention Force Healing, I’d settle for a fucking Force Shower.”

There were clouds in the sky, so it’s not like water didn’t exist. In fact, it even rained occasionally. Just not very often and likely not in the exact spot where he would happen to be at that brief moment. Considering that moisture could be extracted from the atmosphere via ‘vaporators’ and there was enough ground water for huge monsters like Krayt Dragons to exist, he figured that the Force should be able to do the same… Theoretically.

As he zoned out for a while, a tiny grain of sand on the tip of his nose was really bothering him. He tried blowing it off, but it was still stuck there. So he raised his right hand, but looked at all the dirt, dust, grime and sand on his fingers, or stuck under those long black claw-like nails. Pouting his chapped, cracked dark-red lips, he squinted at that spot on his nose. Almost going cross-eyed. When he was about to stop because he was getting a headache, it suddenly moved! Not only did that grain of sand move, it floated out in front of his face a few centimeters and just hovered there!

“Oh! Yes! Hahaha! I’m a God!” Asmodeus suddenly jumped up excitedly and raised his hands to the dark sky!

“I’m a fucking Jedi! Hahahah~!”

A Sith Pureblood Jedi named after the Demon Lord of Lust…

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Chapter 3: A Familiar Scenery

An emaciated little devil boy was sprinting across the dry, sandy, cracked and rocky ground. Behind him was a pack of five huge ‘Massiffs’. Not the cute mastiff dogs of Earth, but a reptilian creature that lived on Tatooine, Geonosis and a few other worlds. They had heads like crocodiles, big black spikes sticking out of their hunched backs and strong muscular bodies not that different from actual Tibetan Mastiffs. Except covered in thick gray-brown scales instead of fur.

“Fuuuuck~!”

Asmodeus was in terrible condition, but he still had enough energy to curse while running for his life. The growling and barking of the lizard-dogs kept him from slowing down. There was also something ahead in the distance. He didn’t know whether it was a hubba gourd or a bunch of womp rats, but he figured that he might as well take his chances!

“Wait a second… This looks eerily familiar.”

As he got closer to that ‘feeling’ he started having a dangerous premonition. Almost as bad as the rapidly approaching massiffs behind him!

‘Stop!’

“Can’t stop! I’ll die!”

‘Run!’

“I’m running!”

‘Danger!’

“I know that!”

While sprinting forward, he started arguing with the ‘Force’. Though it was also likely to be a hallucination brought on by severe dehydration, starvation, heatstroke and sleep deprivation.

‘Jump!’

This time he didn’t argue and kicked off a giant rock that was angled upwards. Those lizard-dogs were only a few meters behind him! However, his body flew through the air much faster than what should have been possible…

“Hahaha! Force Leap! Oh wait, wait, fuck! Now I remember!”

Unfortunately, his jump barely even reached halfway across the gigantic, terrifying pit below! There were dozens of gigantic fangs on the edges in three layers, while a big brown rock-like beak opened up in the center. A cute pink tongue was salivating inside, while plenty of enormous tentacles reached up and started grabbing the whimpering massiffs before they could actually fall into the abyss.

“Well shit…”

A slimy tentacle also wrapped around his waist, pulling him down into the abyss. Aside from the central beak, the sides also led down into the ‘throat’ and many stomachs of the beast. The only good, or bad news, was that the Sarlacc’s digestion process was actually a very long and painful one. Likely due to the stomach acid being so weak, though it could also be an evolutionary benefit to survive for longer periods of time with less food and water available.

“Ugh…”

The stench was unbearable, but at least the air was still breathable. Those slimy tentacles wrapped the boy’s body tightly and gave him a nice green ‘saliva bath’. They writhed and twisted, one locking his neck in place, a few more grabbed his arms and legs. The rest just slithered around his body from time to time. Removing the sand and other grime, while replacing it with sticky slime that felt particularly painful on his sunburnt, dried and cracked skin.

“Not the kinda shower I wanted… But I’ll take what I can get, hahaha~! Ow! Fuck me… Wait, no, don’t fuck me!”

Fortunately he was too exhausted to actually use the Force to compel the Sarlacc to tentacle rape him.

“Once you ignore the smell and burning sensations, this actually feels pretty good…”

He moved around and actually managed to lay down on a soft, slimy mattress of meat, while the tentacles continued to give him a full body massage. In the howls and whimpers of the distant massiffs echoing throughout the bowels of the beast, Asmodeus started snoring loudly.

In his dreams, he saw something. A shadowy mist, with glowing yellow and red eyes staring at him. He couldn’t see their faces, but there were thousands of figures hidden in the fog. Above them were two particularly huge yellow eyes with red rings around the irises. Huge crimson tentacles were looming in the darkness, just about to emerge from the shadows. Streaks of purple lightning crashed down around him as the ground rumbled and his flesh burned.

Then he found himself sitting on a black office chair. Staring at a cute Elf girl getting tentacle raped in an uncensored hentai. He reached down to start jerking off, but found a nice, juicy Italian sausage in his hand. It was really hot and scalded his mouth as he bit down, feeling the scorching juices flow down his throat and choke him a bit.

“Hmmm…”

The red-skinned boy swallowed the chunk of slimy meat and felt his whole body being constricted even more tightly than before. When he opened his eyes, he saw a bunch of green goo squirting in his face, so he quickly closed them again.

“Don’t get mad, Sarry! You’ve got so much meat! A little bite won’t make a difference! Hahaa~!”

The tentacles relaxed a bit and stopped strangling his neck as much. Then that bleeding tip that was missing a chunk of flesh was pressed into his mouth again, his red skin was already covered in sticky green mucus by this point. But the ‘blood’ of the strange beast was even more juicy…

Well, he had to do what he had to do to survive. There were plenty of people in much worse situations than him at that moment on Tatooine, not to mention other parts of the Galaxy.

After all, Asmodeus has something that not many people possess now days: Hope.

The tentacle fetish wasn’t as rare.

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Chapter 4: Food

Life in the Sarlacc was actually kind of calm and peaceful. At the very least, Asmodeus had plenty of ‘food’ and ‘water’. He was also ‘sheltered’ from the harsh sunlight. The stench and taste weren’t that bad once he got used to it. As for his tomato-colored skin, he was now more of a darker reddish brown due to the mucus. He did have a lot of that luscious long black hair ripped out or burnt off, but for the most part, his scalp was actually fine and he wasn’t balding. The acid really didn’t seem very effective at dissolving his flesh. Instead, he actually healed and his emaciated body was stronger than ever!

That isn’t really saying much, because he still looked like a little boy. At least he wasn’t reborn into this world as an actual baby, or he probably would have died a long time ago. Which would have been a total waste of this powerful Sith Pureblood body. Of course, it’s more likely that he ‘born’ as a fetus and just grew into a child before his faulty fish tank broke down completely.

Of course, although he had a ‘childish’ appearance, Asmodeus was still about 5’6” or 168 cm tall. He hadn’t stopped growing either. Whether in terms of stature or in his control over the Force.

“Good girl… Good girl~! Hehe~!”

The boy sat on a random fleshy bump in the occasionally throbbing ground, as those tentacles caressed and molested his body as usual. Asmodeus gently rubbed and stroked the smooth tentacles like he was playing with an adorable puppy. After satisfying the slimy tendrils and ‘comforting’ the best with his cracking pubescent voice, he stood up and started stretching.

Although he couldn’t escape, yet, it was no problem having the freedom to move around now. Plenty of room to ‘explore’! He could also get plenty of exercise. Although the monster was only about a hundred meters tall, it wasn’t just a straight line. The bowels and stomachs of the beast stretched pretty damn far. They were like long, winding tunnels of flesh. They weren’t empty either. There were all sorts of ‘treasures’ buried in the creature’s body, unable to be properly digested or expelled.

“Nice!” As he was jogging and avoiding the growling, struggling massiffs that were almost too exhausted to move anymore, he found something shiny. A small metal crate with rib-like bars wrapping the outside. There were handles on the sides, which also acted as latches to unlock and open the case.

“Cshhhh~!* It made a strange noise as frosty white fog emerged. It should be noted that although it was very dark in the Sarlacc’s body, it wasn’t completely pitch-black and devoid of light. There were actually some random lights from broken machinery laying around which still worked, plus Asmodeus’ golden eyes could glow in the dark and offer some help with low-light conditions.

“Is this… What the fuck is this thing?”

It wasn’t the first time he opened one of these ‘loot boxes’, but he still had no idea what he was looking at most of the time. The last time he found a bag of what were essentially potato chips made from Hubba Gourds. Along with some fresh, bottled water, sealed away in metal jars. This time though, it almost looked like some kind of frozen creature. About a dozen of them.

“Looks like those little kangaroo-lizard-rat things outside?”

Scurriers were fairly large when fully grown, but these were just babies at most. Likely captured and frozen to be sold offworld, either as a tasty snack or perhaps there was some way to revive them for breeding or raising them as pets. Unfortunately, even after their bodies started to thaw a bit, Asmodeus couldn’t sense any ‘life’ within them.

“Oh well. Food is food.”

After spending the past month or so in the Sarlacc Hotel, the boy wasn’t too picky about what he could and couldn’t eat or drink. In fact, something else in the small frozen storage container was a bottle of weird glowing blue liquid. Even at such a cold temperature, it still had black globs inside that were floating around like a lava lamp.

“I’m not so sure about this one though…”

He hesitated, but still opened it up to sniff. The olfactory senses of a Sith Pureblood are much stronger than a human, but with all the other stenches around, it was pretty touch to notice unless it was a dangerous chemical of some sort. Then even the Force would help him avoid killing himself by accident.

“Seems… Hmmm, is that chocolate? Chocolate blueberry? Definitely not a radioactive drain cleaner! Hahaha~!”

He took a single sip and felt a sharp jolt shoot through his brain, burning his nose and eyes! It wasn’t that ‘bad’ though, kind of like horseradish ‘wasabi’.

“Oh shit! This is awesome! Hahaha~!”

He looked at the frozen Scurriers and the thick, goopy cold spicy liquid and grinned his surprisingly white teeth. Revealing those sharp fangs-like canines. Although they’re called ‘Purebloods’, it’s generally believed that they went extinct from interbreeding with other Races. Even the Purebloods from the Old Republic Era were already ‘dying out’ in that sense. Which was probably why Asmodeus didn’t seem to have any bony protrusions or tendrils. Though it could also be something that happens during puberty.

“Mmmn~! Yes~! Hey, Sarry~! Wanna taste?!”

After taking a bite of the cold meaty body that was lathered in sticky blue and black globs of goop, he handed a piece over to a nearby tentacle. The whole room seemed to tremble and gyrate, while Asmodeus could feel a strange sense of ‘joy’ emanating from the beast.

“It’s good, right? Hahah~! Don’t worry~! I’ll give you some more! Don’t waste it!”

Of course, it was impossible for the Sarlacc to waste anything. Even ‘he’ was just allowed to wander around because it understood that he couldn’t escape. No matter whether he ate the other food that was being digested, Asmodeus would ultimately return everything when he was completely devoured. Eventually. Just like all the other creatures in the past.

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Chapter 5: Twi’lek Slave (S, R)

“I feel a disturbance in the Force…”

Asmodeus frowned and reached down, grabbing his rapidly extending dark-red ‘hilt’. He was sitting on a pulsating, slimy mound and trying to meditate. Connecting with the Force. But in a place like Tatooine, the visions he saw were always more like nightmares.

“No… No, please, mercy!”

“Hah-hah-hah~!”

“Aaaaah~!”

A shrill scream and a deep, disgusting laughter entered his mind. The thick, corrosive black fog seemed to surround him now. Allowing him to peer through the veil a tiny bit. Just enough to be a helpless voyeur.

“I’m such a fucking piece of shit.”

Even though he said that, it didn’t stop him from jerking off. There was a young woman in the mist… She had light-purple skin, big green eyes and pointy nubs instead of ears. Although she didn’t have hair, there were two long and thick tails called ‘Lekku’ attached to her scalp. Of course, she also had eyelashes and thin black eyebrows.

The woman was crying, kneeling on the ground, with a metal collar around her neck. She was wearing two very thin pieces of black cloth over her nipples, with a transparent silk-like material dangling down to cover her ass and groin. She begged and pleaded in a language that Asmodeus could only vaguely understand through the Force.

“Jabba the Hutt?” He saw that nasty giant green and beige slug monster pulling the chain connected to the girl’s collar and dragging the woman closer to his slimy body… Jabba’s upper body was very bulbous, but he did have arms and a relatively humanoid chest. His face was covered in folds and wrinkles, with two huge orange serpentine eyes. In particular, one nostril was twisted upwards, while the other was twisted down and looked disturbing because of the asymmetry. Green slobber leaked from his mouth as that long worm-like pink tongue licked those wide, thin lips.

“Is he gonna eat her?” Asmodeus frowned, “Fuck…”

He didn’t eat her, but simply used that slimy tongue to lick her Lekku and even sucked on them. But she didn’t seem upset about that. Instead she kept begging about something else, “Please… Daughter… Don’t hurt my daughter!”

“Hahaha~! We shall see~!”

Then he pushed her back off of his little stage. The crying Twi’lek was approached by a tall and muscular green skinned man. That Mirialan had black tattoos on his face and short black hair.

“Agh~! Stop!”

The poor purple woman screamed as the man lifted her ass up and another green skinned ‘man’ knelt down by her side. The second man had a pot-belly, but looked pretty muscular otherwise. However, he also had the head of a pig, with two small horns coming out of his salp. He pushed his loincloth out of the way and revealed his long, thick, corkscrew penis, smacking it against her face as the Hutt laughed in the background. There was also a bigger audience, men and women, who seemed to be whistling or cheering as the slave was violently raped from behind.

“Don’t! Don’t hurt my baby!”

Even in that situation, she was still begging and screaming about her child. Asmodeus grit his teeth and the whole ‘room’ trembled. His anger and rage was useless though. So he breathed out a sigh and let his lust take control instead.

He was like a floating camera in the room, panning around for a better angle to satisfy his twisted, selfish desires. He saw the man spit onto her gaping purple anus and pull his huge cock out of her sore pussy, thrusting into that other hole. She wanted to scream and struggled to push the stinky pig away, but the Gamorrean was holding her tightly by the Lekku and causing even more excruciating pain than her rectum. Not to mention the nasty twisting cock that writhed around in her mouth, all the way down her throat and was already starting to ejaculate!

White slime sprayed out of the sides of her nose and she choked violently, but the pig-man just squeezed tighter and jerked her head around. Using her face as a pocket-pussy. The Mirialan ignored her suffering and gripped her thin waist so hard that his short fingers were actually drawing blue blood. Just like her torn anus.

Asmodeus bit his lower lip until he was also bleeding and then grabbed a slimy Sarlacc tentacle, wrapping it around his dick so hard that it hurt. Even without using his hand anymore, the tentacle was ‘forced’ to keep moving up and down. He didn’t just want to fuck that poor Twi’lek woman, he also felt the intense urge… To kill. He wanted to rip them apart, not the innocent girl, but those two pieces of shit who were raping her! Especially Jabba the Hutt, whose laughter kept echoing in his mind…

“Ugh… Ugh… Mmngu…” She eventually started spasming and trembling, those green eyes rolled up into the back of her head as her cheek hit the hard metal floor. That long corkscrew cock was removed and she vomited out a bunch of cum, coughing and struggling to breathe. Then her Lekku were grabbed again, from behind this time! She reached up and screamed in pain, “Please~! Stop! Aaaagh~!”

“Louder! Cry louder, Schutta! Hahah~!” The man thrust harder and started cumming, only stopping once a blue hand slammed onto his bare shoulder. He looked back and cursed, but still pulled his dick out and left.

“My turn, hehe~!” The next man was a Chiss, with bright red eyes and a fairly hideous scar on his face. He ignored the white and red juices pouring down as he thrust his hard blue rod into that trembling purple pussy. He didn’t grab her sore, bruised Lekku, but just let her lay there, weeping and begging… Repeating those same words over and over again.

“Please… My… Daughter… Spare… Please… Don’t…”

*Smack-smack-smack-smack~!*

The skinny Chiss man stretched out her slightly ripped and slimy anus as far as he could with his thumbs, until another Twi’lek woman came over. She had dark-green skin and was wearing a familiar ‘slave outfit’. The more mature-looking girl knelt down and shoved her long, sensitive lek into that spasming gaping hole! It was much bigger and thicker than the previous dick, so the purple woman screamed even louder in pain.

“Suck me clean, Schutta!” After he finished, his long blue dick was pulled out and shoved into the green woman’s face, but she just laughed and pushed him away. She inserted her other lek into that second hole and used her intense control over those head-tails to cause the woman to scream in pain, pleasure, but mostly shame and fear.

At least until the next man, a normal-looking middle-aged human, grabbed her purple lekku and lifted her head up to his crotch. His small dick disappeared into her mouth instantly, but still hit the back of her throat and made her cough, struggling to push his hips away. She even wanted to bite down, but when those sharp teeth touched his shaft, he familiarly squeezed her head-tails as a warning.

“Don’t do anything stupid, unless you want me to fuck your little daughter’s throat instead?”

Asmodeus watched as they continued for nearly an hour, one man after another. Using and abusing her in every ‘relatively normal’ way conceivable. He just kept cumming repeatedly. Even though he hated himself for it, he couldn’t help getting jealous, envious and then furious again.

“I’m gonna fucking slaughter them. All of them. The men, the women, the… Uh, well, here aren’t any children, but two of those bastards looked like they might be in their late teens! They all deserve to die!”

And then he continued to ‘Force’ the Sarlacc to pleasure him as he watched evil Dark Side pornography…

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Chapter 6: Sarry

“I’m sorry… Giza”

Asmodeus finally calmed down the day after he finished watching the ‘movie’. No surprise, it didn’t have a very happy ending. He watched as the purple Twi’lek girl was gangraped, then after she laid there. Covered in cum and blue blood, she heard Jabba laughing again. With her last ounce of strength, she whispered, “Please… Spare…Daesha…”

“Huh-huh-huh~! Foolish Schutta! We sold your daughter to the Jedi years ago! Hohohohoahaha~!”

“Please… Save… My daughter… Please…” A naked purple spirit floated above her deteriorated remains. Although there was still some flesh left, the corpse was mostly just bones. Those Lekku were completely gone, leaving only a skull with two holes at the top of the head.

“Daesha…”

“Save her how?”

Asmodeus asked, but the woman was gone. Leaving only a rotting skeleton behind. He sighed dramatically and placed his hand on the soft, reddish-orange fleshy wall. Closing his eyes as he pressed his forehead against that slimy meat.

“Don’t worry… I won’t leave you just yet, Sarry. Even if I leave, I’ll probably just die in the desert somewhere. I’m still too weak and useless.”

His lips suddenly smirked as he opened those glowing golden eyes in the darkness, “But not for long! Heheh~!”

*Oiiiieeoiiiii~!*

The Sarlacc made some deafening pig-squealing noises before it calmed down a bit. The creature obviously couldn’t understand and likely couldn’t even hear his words, but the Force conveyed his emotions and meanings to the beast. He wanted to leave and it would be ‘alone’ once more…

Although the Sarlacc was only deemed ‘semi-sentient’, studies would later find that the creatures could form ‘telepathic bonds’ with their victims. They could not only psychically torture their food, but also would become more intelligent over time. Seemingly creating some sort of hivemind through the combination of their many sentient meals in the past.

“I know you’re a good girl. It’s not your fault. I don’t blame you…” Asmodeus gently caressed a few tentacles as he walked through the meaty halls, “Giza wasn’t like me. You wouldn’t be able to keep her alive no matter how hard you tried.”

*Weiiii~!*

“Yeah… We’ll make those fuckers pay, sooner or later.” He frowned and felt a surge of power coursing through his veins, but quickly suppressed his rage to avoid hurting ‘Sarry’. After all, it wasn’t her fault. She was almost completely immobile and could only eat what fell into her mouth for the most part. So all of Jabba’s tortured, defiled and crazy victims would be forced into her belly. There have actually been times before when she intentionally let people go over the course of 30,000 years, but usually she’s in a state of starvation. She had to eat them, to endure their insanity and then wait desperately for the next meal.

“Don’t worry. I won’t forget about you. One day, I’ll come back to feed you some ‘real’ food every now and then…”

*Sreeiiiiii~!*

“You want me to… Take you away from here? But how? Is that even possible?” At first he couldn’t believe it. The body of this particular Sarlacc was incredibly massive and deeply entrenched into the ground, but… Then he thought about those gigantic Star Destroyers that were over a kilometer or several kilometers long!

“I think I have a plan, but I don’t know when I’ll be able to do something like that-”

*Oiiieeeee~!*

“Hahaha~! Yeah, that’s true. You’ve survived here for so fucking long, so what’s a few more years or decades even?! But I promise! One day, I’m gonna be the fucking Space Pirate King and save you from this hell!”

*Oiiiink~!*

“I’m sorry, what was that?”

*Oiieee~!*

“It wasn’t you?” Asmodeus raised an eyebrow and listened to the crying piggy noises that were echoing around in the halls. Then he found a somewhat familiar face.

“It’s you!”

*Oiiink~!* The Gamorrean squealed and desperately tried to break free from the tendrils, but he was firmly locked in place. His arms and legs were muscular, sure, but they were no match for the Sarlacc that was actually trying to hold the bastard down!

“You wanna torture this guy to death?”

Asmodeus looked over at a tentacle that slithered across his left shoulder and caressed his cheek, “What a coincidence. I’ve been looking for a ‘test subject’ for a while now. I would’ve probably felt bad about tormenting those stupid dogs, but this piece of shit… Heheheh~!”

*Oiiink~! Oiiink~! Weeei~!*

The pig-man screamed as those glowing yellow eyes approached in the darkness. Then he saw a flash of purple light and a few small arcs stretched across his chubby face! The flesh sizzled and burned, smelling eerily similar to bacon and ironically amplifying Sarry’s appetite quite a bit!

“Are you okay?” As he asked, the tentacle caressed his cheek again, “Yeah, I figured as much. Such a small spark wouldn’t be able to hurt you at all. That’s good though. Because I’m only getting started, hahaha~!”

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Chapter 7: Torture
Physical torture had limits. For that matter, so did spiritual and mental torture. At a certain point, everyone breaks. Blett was just one of many disposable guards for Jabba’s Palace. He didn’t last very long.

“So fucking evil.”

With glowing sparks on his fingertips Asmodeus grabbed that nasty scorched head and peered deep into the bastard’s fractured memories. Even bits and pieces disgusted him. It was no wonder that Sarry was always so irritable.

“You don’t need that anymore!”

When he noticed the bulge in that soiled loincloth, Asmodeus took a few steps back, then reached out with his right hand and squeezed tight! Blett squealed and screamed as his engorged genitals were completely crushed into paste!

Once its mind was overcome by the pain, the images that flowed into the boy’s mind changed from rape porn to something a little more wholesome. The reason why he was sacrificed to the Sarlacc by Jabba.

“It’s kind of ironic. Even a piece of shit like you isn’t pure evil.”

There was a little girl. A mixed breed child. The girl had green skin and a pig-like face, but had a skinny body and long head tails like her mother. Jabba wanted to sell her to one of his more ‘gluttonous’ relatives, but Blett used the money he saved up to hire a Bounty Hunter to escort the girl to a relatively safer world: Coruscant. He wasn’t the only person involved, because a few of the Gamorrean Guards had raped the Twi’lek countless times. Some of them didn’t care either way, but there were still a few that loved their kin.

Blett was the only survivor, since another one was fed to the Rancor and a third died fighting the other guards.

“Unfortunately, doing one good deed in a life full of sin and villainy doesn’t really even shit out. I’m a fucking Pureblood Sith and I’m much closer to the Light Side than you scumbags!”

Asmodeus shouted as Sarry released her tentacles. Then he held up his left hand to Force Choke the Gammorean, while the right reached out and used the Force to tear out one eyeball after the other! Although he couldn’t really see much of anything in the first place, the pain and fear caused by losing your eyes is definitely on the same level as losing a dick. Then he tried ripping out the eardrums, but it didn’t really seem to work that way.

“Weird… It’s probably not impossible, but I’m just not that skilled yet. I’ll need more practice.”

Instead of pulling the insides outside of the body, it was far easier to just crush things. The Force seemed to make the air so dense that it became solid, slowly pressing inward on the man who desperately attempted to flail his arms or legs around. In the end, all the air was forced out of his lungs, then his blood and mulched organs were also squeezed out like paste!

“I’m kinda amazed you’re still alive like this! But don’t worry. The games are over. I’m not as perverted as you fuckers after all.”

*Tssstssshhssstttssshhhhssssou~!* The purple Force Lightning made a terribly high-pitched and deafeningly loud noise as it quickly fried what was left of that Gamorrean’s body!

“Phew~! Hahaha~! I feel a lot better now, don’t you, Sarry?”

*Oiiieeeeeooiiieeee~!*

Some tentacles wiggled around and started picking up the nice cooked meat, dragging it down deeper into the body for quicker digestion. She really was in a good mood. Normally she wouldn’t waste so many nutrients when she could slowly devour it over the course of several weeks or months.

“Welp, it’s still early today! Let’s go see what other treasures we can find in your belly! Heheh~! What’re the odds that there’s a lightsaber around here somewhere? I mean, you’re practically older than the Infinite Empire! There must’ve been plenty of silly Force Users who fell into your mouth over the years!”

*Oiiieeeiii~!*

“I know you probably spit a lot of them out, but even if they didn’t get eaten, they might have lost their lightsabers, right? Aside from that, there are plenty of people who ‘have’ lightsabers but aren’t necessarily able to use them.”

Just like Asmodeus, the Force Users in the past were often able to chat and communicate with Sarry. Maybe not to the extent of the crazy boy, but at the very least, they might be able to persuade or manipulate their way to safety.

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Chapter 8: Memories

“It’s hard to sense anything because your voice is so loud. Just, try to meditate or something.”

The slimy tentacles slithered around his naked body and in particular, couldn’t help being attracted to his hardening cock. Another tried to wiggle its way inside his tight ass, but it was just impossible. At least not without hurting him.

“Fuck me… Uh, well, yeah, fuck me, whatever, hahaha~!”

Since he was just wandering aimlessly and looking around in the darkness with the Force, he decided to take a break to enjoy the tentacle treatment again. His back was pressed up against one of the many fleshy walls, his arms and legs were stretched out wide, then the slimy tendrils covered him entirely.

‘Show… You… Memory.’

“Go ahead.”

Aside from the physical stimulation, he also enjoyed some mind games. He was surrounded by that swirling dark fog again. As his glowing golden eyes seemed to pierce through the veil and see what was hidden on the other side.

He saw a tomato-faced woman that looked eerily similar to himself! She had no eyebrow and lacked bone spurs, with long black silky hair and glowing golden eyes. However, there were also red edges to her irises, which was common for the Sith seeped in the Dark Side. She gazed up at him and smirked, “Do you prefer this form?”

“Sarry?”

“Yes… You may call me Sarry.”

He looked down and sat her grasping at his testicles, gently caressing them, then extending that freakishly long tongue and wrapping it around his cock She kept staring up at him as the whole shaft disappeared down her throat. She even stretched her jaw out farther and fit his entire scrotum inside of her mouth as well!

Asmodeus felt like five different tongues were wrapping his dick at once, swirling around along with plenty of suction. He felt those soft hands grasping at his ass cheeks and squeezing tightly without any fingernails getting in the way. His pelvis thrust forward and pulled backwards. Even though he couldn’t control his own body, it actually felt even more amazing.

Those facial features became more angular, she grew ridges on her forehead and there were bone spurs sticking off the sides of her eyebrows. The dark-brown hair was relatively short. There were also two sharp spikes sticking out and following her jaw, looking somewhat menacing.

‘This woman… Devoured… Long ago.’

“She looks closer to the original Pureblood Sith. Probably from an older generation than whoever made me.”

‘Maybe… She… Sith… Sorcerer. Powerful. Scary…’

He saw another version of the woman standing on a rock and conjuring a huge purple thunderstorm! She didn’t just shoot lightning out of her hands, but actually caused the sky to rain down purple Force Lightning upon a huge army of Tusken Raiders!

‘But… Still… Weak.’

A yellow lightsaber suddenly burst out of her belly! She looked down in shock and confusion, then screamed and purple arcs of lightning struck the shadowy Jedi who had gotten overconfident after succeeding in the assassination! The green skin of the Twi’lek girl was scorched black and cracked apart as she struggled to use the Force to protect herself… It was useless though.

“You don’t remember what they said anymore.”

“It’s been too long.” Sarry stopped sucking on his dick for a moment and smiled up at him, “The Jedi, the Sith, the Cartels, the Empire, the Republic… We’re all the same. We’re all just hungry… And lonely. Desperate for attention. We want… More. Always more. Never enough.”

“Relatable.” The boy snickered and nodded his head, “Are they still inside of you? Like, not their ghosts or memories, but their gear. That Shadow had a nice saberstaff and the Sorcerer had a cool lightsaber.”

“Maybe… Eventually, digestion ends.”

“You mean you shit them out already? Well, it’s probably been at least four thousand years…”

Asmodeus snickered as he looked down and watched those gentle hands multiply from two to four, then seven. In the end, his cock was completely covered up by fingers as the white cream spurted out of the cracks. She happily licked up all the cum and removed those hands, using that heroic Sith Lord’s face to slobber all over his already slimy dick.

“I think I love you, Sarry.”

“Love… Maybe. We shall see.”

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Chapter 9: The Bottom

Ultimately, the Sarlacc didn’t molest the boy any farther than that. She already got what she wanted for now. And she also showed him the path down into the very depths of her bowels… Literally.

It really didn’t look or smell all that different from up above. The main change was that the tentacles were less active. It’s said that Sarlaccs can take up to a thousand years to fully digest prey, but that’s a bit silly. When something dies, it will rot away into nothing pretty fast. Even the bones will be dissolved within a few years at most.

‘I can… Preserve… Life… The Sorcerer… Desired my… Skills. She was… Afraid. So afraid… Terrified of death. She lasted… Centuries. Draining me… Wasting my nutrients. Halting my growth.’

Perhaps a Sarlacc of her age on a planet like Naboo would have grown hundreds of times her current size in 30,000 years. After all, the largest Sarlacc in the Galaxy was the Ancient Abyss of Felucia. It was so massive that an entire city was built within its teeth and gums, which stretched for more than 4 kilometers around the gaping maw. In such a lush environment, keeping a lot of ‘toys’ alive for a thousand years might actually be possible.

“How long is this tunnel anyway?”

‘Very.’

“So we’re basically in your ass by now, right?”

‘Maybe.’

“I’m kinda getting turned on again…”

‘Same.’

Anyway, the journey to the bottom of the Sarlacc was a long yet enjoyable trip. Aside from the occasional tentacle play, Asmodeus also searched through ancient boxes made out of some kind of metal that didn’t corrode much, even after all that time. Unfortunately, the mechanisms inside that would keep the food fresh and tasty were definitely not working anymore. As for things other than food, that was another story.

In the darkness, purple arcs of electricity crackled around the boy. His long black hair was actually dry and surprisingly clean as it blew around behind his muscular back. His crimson skin was mostly unmarred by any green slime or brownish residue. Even after indulging and enjoying the taint of the Dark Side, those golden eyes were still surprisingly pure in their radiance.

“Do I look cool?”

‘You look hot.’

“I’ll settle for hot, hahaha~!”

Well, he still had no clothes. There were some random pieces of armor that he found, but nothing as fancy as what the Mandalorians might wear. There was nothing his size. However, it wasn’t useless. The reason why it took him so long to reach the farthest depths of these twisting bowels was mainly because he kept going back and forth. Helping Sarry remove various pieces of metal or other materials from her bowels. He also collected all the useful things, like blasters, vibroblades, armor… He wasn’t completely sure, but there were also metal bricks that looked important. Ingots of some sort. Maybe Beskar, or maybe just ‘credits’ from different eras. Some things just looked like gold bars.

There were also things that looked like grenades, bombs and other dangerous items. Even an entire speeder bike, though it was pretty corroded and broken. There were also Droids, lots of broken Droids, but some of them might still be functional. Unfortunately, Asmodeus wasn’t a techno-wizard like Luke or Anakin, so he just left everything piled up near the ‘entrance’. The garbage was simply expelled by Sarry’s long tentacles, but all the potentially valuable items weren’t vomited out quite yet. After all, the Great Pit of Carkoon was a very famous ‘tourist spot’. Okay, maybe not, but people did know the location pretty well and Jabba would pass by periodically to feed his ‘pet’.

“I think we’re at the bottom now.”

Finally, after what seemed like months, Asmodeus reached the end of the road. A hundred meters below the surface was mostly rock. The giant sphincter spread out in front of him and revealed a small cavern. This place was filled to the brim with inorganic garbage that couldn’t be digested, even after a thousand years or longer. Of course, a thousand years ago, Sarry was smaller. And about 4 thousand years ago, the time period when the Old Republic games took place, the Sarlacc was significantly smaller. As her body grew, this cavity was also compressed and then widened, collapsed a bit and widened again.

“This is gonna take a while…”

‘I can help.’

As he walked outside of what was effectively her anus, Sarry reached out with dozens of long tentacles and started sifting through the metal trash. Usually she couldn’t be bothered, or more importantly, she couldn’t even ‘see’ anything without touching the items directly. However, now that she could borrow Asmodeus’ eyes, the world became a lot more interesting.

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Chapter 10: Sith Holocron

“If you’re watching this holocron, I’ve probably been dead for ages by now…”

Asmodeus held a glowing red pyramid above his right palm with the Force, causing the tomato-faced Sith Sorcerer to appear as a hologram in the air. Even though it was only a recording, he could feel a lot more than that… Those slimy tentacles reached out behind him and caressed his body gently.

“Shhh~!” He kissed one of the tentacles and kept watching the ‘movie’ while sitting cross-legged on the squishy ground.

“I am Darth Malik. No, not that useless fool Malak from the Jedi Civil War. Darth Malik of the Sith Empire. I’m sure you’ve heard of me.”

“Nope.”

“I was one of the greatest Sorcerers in the Empire. Unfortunately, my useless schutta of an Apprentice betrayed me. I suppose that’s just how all Legends end in the Sith Empire. Betrayal, revenge, an endless cycle. Take my advice, make sure to kill your Apprentices off quickly once they’ve outlived their usefulness. Otherwise, they tend to hold a grudge. I know I did…”

“Oh neat, is this gonna be VR now?”

The surroundings became even darker, until Asmodeus found himself in that familiar shadowy voyeur situation again. He peered through the fog and saw a young woman, those sharp spikes emerging from the sides of her brows and those scary bone spurs following her chin were both a bit less pronounced.

“I just love that defiant look in your eyes.” A deep, masculine voice came from a man who was sitting on a fancy metal throne. Or perhaps it was the captain’s chair in a starship of some sort. The details were fuzzy.

“I am a Sith Pureblood Sorcerer! Not some lowly Twi’lek slave!”

Even though she said that, the naked girl was slowly crawling on her hands and knees. Arcs of purple lightning emerged from her body for a moment, but were quickly doused by the overwhelming pressure of the Dark Side that seemingly ordinary human possessed.

“As long as I am your Master, then you will do whatever I desire. For now, I want you to fulfill your duties like a good little Apprentice.”

“Never! I would rather die than be with a worthless human!”

“Good… Good, hehe~! Give into your anger, your hatred. Let it flow through you. Let the shame and fury fuel the fire in your soul.”

“Grrraaah~!” She screamed and struggled to try to stand, but that heavy weight was pressed down upon her body once more. Forcing her to crawl forward and lower her head. Although his pale toes were immaculately clean, she still cringed and roared as her face was pressed against his right foot.

“Fight harder. If you don’t resist, it’s only going to get worse from here. When you finally break and become nothing but a useless toy, I’ll have to dispose of you… Just like your father did to my mother back then. Such is the way of the Sith, hahaha~!”

Asmodeus could feel the shame, the anger, the hatred, the… Lust. Those furious eyes glared up at the faceless man. Sucking and licking those toes. She tried to bite down, but her teeth couldn’t pierce his flesh. As if she had no strength.

“You’re afraid. Good…”

“Isn’t this enough?”

“It’s never enough, Child. You too will learn that no matter how much power you gain, you will never be satisfied.”

“Stop… Stop! Raaaagh! No!”

“Yes.” A creepy smile could be seen under that dark hood as Malik’s face was lifted up towards that long, hard, uncut cock. The blackened veins revealed just how ‘far’ this man had fallen into the darkness. She was a Sith Pureblood, so her senses were far beyond that of an ordinary human.

The scent of that precum and the stench of his pheromones made her gag, but her face was getting closer. The disgusting taste of his toes were still in her mouth as her nose was pressed up against his shaved, saggy scrotum. He didn’t use his hands in the process.

“Ew…”

“Your disgust pleases me.”

“I swear… I will kill you!”

“Perhaps… But I will live on forever in your hatred.”

She couldn’t scream or curse anymore, because her tongue was already licking and sucking on his balls. Reaching down, almost touching his asshole as she glared up past the throbbing cock that pressed against her ridged nose. A bit of precum dripped down from the foreskin and into her right eye.

“Mmmn~!” She wanted to lift her hands up off the floor, but she couldn’t. She felt nauseous, but refused to vomit. That left eye remained open, glaring up at the bastard she hated with every fiber of her being!

“It is fine to cry or scream. But never beg. You are my Apprentice. Do not embarrass me.”

“I hate you!”

“Good.”

She only had a moment of respite before her face was pressed up against his shaft again. That long and pointed tongue started licking. From the base all the way to the tip. Forcing her to finally taste that disgusting watery precum. She could finally reach her hands up, but she couldn’t remove the jizz from her eye. Instead, she could squeeze and massage the base of his thick cock. Fondling his balls as she opened her mouth and started sucking on the tip.

*Zap~!*

“Mmmn~!” She screamed with a dick in her mouth as an ark of purple lightning landed on her left ass cheek. Asmodeus was able to see her innie pussy dripping plenty of clear juices as her cute little anus puckered tightly.

*Smack~!* The other cheek jiggled violently as a big dark handprint appeared, turning her crimson skin a little purplish.

“Remember, my Apprentice. The Force is just like any Slave. It will always try to rise up and resist as long as you let your guard down. For now, I am the Master. Perhaps one day, you shall take my place… Until then, you must ‘swallow’ your pride and endure. Become stronger. Resist fate. Then dominate your future.”

That glowing yellow eye teared up as she choked on the thick, slimy and salty ejaculate that filled her mouth. She puffed up her cheeks and took her lips off that disgusting cock to spit it out, but she couldn’t open her mouth. At least not until her head was pushed down onto his throbbing dick once more. Those blackened lips pressed against her scarlet hands as she swallowed once, twice, the cum was still stuck in the back of her throat as the tip of his cock hit her uvula.

Once he was completely finished, she was able to pull herself away. Crawling backwards with her shaking hands and spilling some slimy juices across her heaving chest, “Now what?! You’re going to rape me farther?!”

“Hahaha~! Oh, silly Child.” The shadowy figure leaned forward a bit and seemed to sneer at her with those glowing red eyes, “In your current state, would you even resist? No. I shall wait. My lust is sated for now. Why should I satisfy your aching cunt? I want you to suffer. I want you to feel shame and disgust at the very thought of my touch. This is the way of the Sith.”

“Liar! The Sith are not so vile and perverse!”

“Perhaps you shall find another way. For now, return to your quarters and prepare for the battle ahead. This war has only just begun.”

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Chapter 11: Kanya

“He forced me to suck his disgusting, inferior human cock every night. Never allowing me to satisfy my own desires… Truly a despicable monster. Yet I found myself… Rather than hatred, I noticed something else building up inside of me. I wanted to kill him at first, but eventually I just wanted him to fuck me. One day, I found him raping a Jedi prisoner. He would fuck that dirty whore rather than me?! I felt something snap inside of me! He didn’t notice my presence. He couldn’t resist as I thrust ‘my’ shaft inside of his tight asshole and flipped the switch!”

*Bssst~!*

“Aaaaah~!”

“Hahahaha~!”

“The dying Jedi screamed in agony. But my Master only laughed! He looked back at me and smiled! Then he disappeared… Becoming one with the Force in front of my very eyes!”

The woman in the holocron gritted her teeth in anger, glaring at Asmodeus as if she could really see him through time and space.

“For years I wanted to murder that wretched inferior beast! Torture him like he tormented me! Lock him in a cage and keep him as ‘my’ pet! Forever!”

The tentacles around Asmodeus writhed and the flesh below him shook, but then Sarry calmed down. And so did the ancient Sith in the holocron.

“It has been centuries in this damned monster’s gullet and yet I still cannot forget… I even felt the need to save this useless rant and pass it down to some other fool who likely found themselves down here. Waiting in vain for their wounds to heal.”

He didn’t notice before, but now he could tell that the black robe she wore was actually empty from the waist down. Perhaps there would have been a way to treat her injuries if she escaped, but then…

“At first I was waiting. Hiding from my Apprentice or any other enemies who might still be searching for me. Then… I became afraid. It’s been so long since I started hiding here. I don’t know whether the Sith or the Jedi won the war. No matter which side won, I knew that I had no place in either faction any longer. My domination over the Force has grown weaker with my waning will. Perhaps this is what my Master warned me about. The Force will always rebel against those who abuse and mistreat it.”

“Well no shit.” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and snickered, “Who would’ve known that treating the Force like shit was a bad idea? For fuck’s sake… Then again, when you consider that most Sith are slavers, rapists and mass murdering megalomaniacs on average, I guess it’s not that surprising.”

“I came to Tatooine hunting down a traitor. An Imperial Scientist who was selling Force Sensitive Pureblood slaves to the Cartels. Where would he get his hands on so many Sith Purebloods with Force Sensitivity? Obviously he found a way to clone them… Probably something left over from the Infinite Empire… Again. It’s always something.”

She sighed as a simple black hilt flew into her right palm from ‘offscreen’. She held the weapon in her hand and smiled wryly, “Hundreds of years… Perhaps thousands by the time you watch this video. My ship is certainly gone by now. My bank account, likely void. Perhaps my secret account on Nar Shaddaa might still exist? Or maybe the Empire finally decided to exterminate those disgusting slugs.”

Asmodeus lifted up the black hilt with his other hand. It floated above his palm and the pieces seemed to come apart on their own. The inside wasn’t as dark or simple as the outside. He had no idea what most of the pieces were or what they did. There were even some red and yellow wires connecting some stuff together. He did recognize the deep-red, brightly glowing Kyber Crystal that was near the back of the hilt, along with a second crystal. They were both pulsating, as if they were enjoying the gentle caress of Asmodeus’ Force.

“This is likely the most valuable treasure you can scavenge from my ‘remains’. I hope you can take her away from this wretched place. I’m certain she’s waited a long… Long time. My only true partner and the closest thing I’ve ever known to a friend. Treat her well. Or find someone who can show her the love she deserves.”

Darth Malik kissed the black hilt and looked at it ‘gently’ for a few seconds, as the tentacles writhed around her body in the hologram. It took her a while to snap back to reality and come out of her daze.

“They’re sentient, you know. The Jedi like to pretend like they’re better than us. We’re all monsters… Every one of us. Deep down inside. I hate myself, but I hate everyone else more. Everyone but ‘her’... Before I became a Dark Lord of the Sith Empire, my name was Kanya. So… Remember me. Use Kanya like you would use the Force. Just remember that if you abuse her, she won’t forget.”

Purple lightning snaked around the vibrating hilt as a long and terrifying crimson blade shot out. The lightsaber hummed and seemed to ‘sing’ alongside the buzzing electricity. The woman smiled from behind that dangerous, yet elegant weapon.

“You know what to do now, right? Apprentice…”

The Holocron turned off and fell down into his palm as the pieces of the lightsaber reassembled on their own. Asmodeus didn’t need to think about it or worry anymore. He just followed her example and ‘charged’ the weapon with his own Force Lightning.

“Cool! Ah, be careful!”

*Tssst~!*

*Oiiieeeiiiieee~!* Sarry screamed in pain after a curious tentacle had the tip sliced off!

“Just because you can’t feel the heat, doesn’t mean it’s safe! Are you okay?!”

‘I… Fine… Flesh wound. Wasted meat. Will be recycled.’

Some of the other tentacles pulled the squirming piece of tentacle over towards the wall, where it would be redigested over time. Proving the energy and nutrients required for the injury to eventually recover. It wasn’t particularly fast, but it was similar to a human getting poked with a needle compared to the size of the enormous body.

“You need to be more careful in the future. Don’t accidentally eat any bombs or other dangerous shit. Just hold on for a while and I’ll figure out a way…”

‘I know… I trust you. Ass.”

“It’s Asmodeus.”

‘Deus.’

“Uh, sure. In retrospect, maybe I should’ve picked a name that could be shortened without sounding stupid?”

‘Ass Mod’

“Okay, I get it.”

‘Assss…’

“Yes, very funny. I’m sure you’ve probably eaten many comedians.”

‘Yes… They were not funny enough.’

“Pft~! Hahaha~!”

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Chapter 12: Jedi
“There is no emotion, there is peace…”

A soft, feminine voice whispered in the darkness.

“There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.”

She sounded somewhat childish, maybe only a teenager.

“There is no passion, there is serenity.”

A purple-skinned Twi’lek girl was suddenly illuminated by the glowing blueish-white meditation circle. The various lines lit up one after another, looking almost like a simple star-map of some sort. She was wearing a simple brown cloak over her white Padawan robes, with a brown belt around her waist.

“There is no chaos, there is harmony.”

That adorable face suddenly cringed, the lights dimmed a bit and the lightsaber parts that were orbiting her body almost fell to the floor. She breathed heavier for a while, as those long purple Lekku writhed around.

“This is no death…”

Tears started dripping down her cheeks as she bit her lower lip and drew some blue blood.

“There is only the Force.” Another feminine voice whispered from nearby and broke her concentration completely.

“Master…” The girl opened her big green eyes which were a little bloodshot, she even had bags from lack of sleep.

“Daesha.” Kneeling in front of the girl was a blue-skinned Nautolan woman with big pitch-black eyes and a relatively small face. Those long tentacles wiggled around in front of her chest and behind her back, but otherwise, she was just as calm and ‘reserved’ as any Jedi Knight. She wore a simple-looking brown overtunic, a beige undertunic, brown pants and knee-high black boots.

“I’m sorry, Master…” The pieces of Daesha’s lightsaber fit back together quickly, forming a silver and white hilt. The blade was switched on briefly, revealing the vibrant green blade that matched her eyes. Then she quickly turned it back off after making sure that it still worked properly.

“You’ve been awfully distracted lately.” The woman sighed and smiled gently at the ‘little girl’ who was almost as big as herself now, “Are you worried about Eldra?”

“No, I mean, yes… Yes and no.” Daesha smiled wryly, using the sleeves of her robe to wipe her cheeks, “I keep having nightmares when I sleep… Even when I just meditate now, I can’t help seeing… Horrible things.”

“The Force shows us much…” Those giant pitch-black eyes stared down at the nervous teenager, “When I rescued you back then, Master Yoda and Master Windu warned me that you were too old. You’re worried about your mother, correct?”

“Master… My mother is a slave. I didn’t understand when I was younger, but now…”

“You blame me for not ‘saving’ her as well?”

“No, of course not.” The Twi’lek shook her head and waved her hands, “I don’t blame you. I know you took a big risk to buy me back then. But… But I’m just thinking, that maybe I could save up some money and buy my mother’s freedom?”

“And then what?” Her Master raised her right hairless brow, “After you free your mother, how will she survive? Are you going to support her until she finds a more… ‘Reputable’ job? Otherwise, the only difference between now and her freedom is that she will no longer have the protection of the Hutt Cartel.”

“Protection?! Kikha, you don’t understand! You don’t know the things I’ve seen…” Daesha’s tentacles curled up and her arms crossed as she shivered, trying not to tear up again.

“Trust me, Padawan, I’ve seen the darkest side of the Galaxy as well.” Kikha breathed out a sighed and her tendrils twitched, “But as Jedi, we must not succumb to the darkness. Neither should we ignore and allow it to thrive… We must face our darkness and vanquish it.”

“Master?”

“Very well.” The woman stood up quickly and smoothly from a kneeling posture. She was an average height for a Nautolan, about 1.8 meters or nearly 6 feet. When Daesha stood in front of her awkwardly, she looked more like a ‘child’ again because of her short height of only 5’6” or 168 cm. Of course, that was only in terms of size. When it came to ‘endowment’, the tall and skinny Jedi Knight was much smaller than the busty Twi’lek girl, who clearly inherited her mother’s charming features.

“Rather than pedantically waiting around and doing nothing, we might as well take a trip to the Outer Rim. Master Plo Koon recently found a very talented Togruta Youngling… Perhaps the Force is trying to guide us to Tatooine for that reason?”

“Thank you, Master~!” The girl jumped up and shouted excitedly, then quickly blushed dark-blue on her light-purple cheeks, “Umm, I mean, I’ll try to calm my emotions. Eh-hem, I just, I think that maybe I’m just imagining the worst. As long as I see things with my own eyes, I can make a much more clear and logical judgment.”

“Although the code says ‘There is no emotion’, the more commonly held belief is that we must be mindful of our emotions. Not to make decisions based on emotion. Even Master Yoda and Master Windu are not emotionless machines. Even Droids have emotions.”

“That makes sense.” Daesha smiled and nodded, feeling a little lightheaded and woozy from lack of sleep.

“Come now. You can get plenty of rest on the ship. It will take us at least a week to arrive.”

“Okay! But Master, make sure to borrow a ship with a bathroom this time!”

“Hahah~! Don’t worry, Daesha, I’ll never make that mistake again…”

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Chapter 13: Training

“I love sand~! Hahahaha~!”

Asmodeus stood outside the Great Pit of Carkoon, spreading his somewhat pale-red arms out and soaking up the light of the twin suns! The sand on the ground swirled around him as the ground rumbled, cracked apart and small boulders lifted up into the air!

“Ow! *Cough-cough!* Well that was dumb.”

He quickly ‘pushed’ all the dust and dirt away, including what was stuck to his body. There were even a few small cuts and scrapes from the tiny pebbles that randomly smacked him. Obviously his midi-chlorian count was a lot higher than his IQ… For that matter, the average human has a count of 2,500 midi-chlorians per cell. While the highest ever recorded was Anakin Skywalker at 28 to 30 thousand, though it could have theoretically been as high as 40k. In other words, midi-chlorians aren’t everything. Otherwise, a regular human would only be about 11 times weaker in potential than the ‘Chosen One’?

“I wonder what my midi-chlorian count would be? Probably like 20k at least, right? No wait, if midi-chlorians are counted ‘per cell’, then couldn’t you just have more cells? Sith Purebloods are way denser and bigger than the average human. They probably have a lot more cells, so even if I’m not that OP, I’m probably not that weak either…”

Asmodeus snickered and looked back at the scary teeth that were visible outside of Sarry’s mostly hidden mouth. When she wasn’t eating, there was no point keeping mouth open in the middle of the desert. That would just make her waste water resources and burn calories faster.

“Even if Sarry’s midi-chlorian count is super low, she has so many fucking cells. Maybe she could be the first Darth Sarlacc?”

Obviously she couldn’t become a Jedi. For that matter, Asmodeus knew that he was never cut out to be a Jedi, even if he wasn’t reborn as a Sith.

“Anyway~! Time to get some real exercise!”

He was still naked and didn’t even bring his lightsaber, because this wasn’t goodbye. Just a casual jog through the scalding hot desert in the middle of the day!

“Phew~!”

An hour or so later, he was breathing heavily and holding his knees while feeling nauseous. It was only about ten miles at most, but under the hot, scorching suns and while using the Force to help out along the way, it was impressive that he didn’t die of heatstroke. Of course, he didn’t travel far. Mainly doing laps around the general area of the Sarlacc Pit. Otherwise he might get lost or worse, ‘found’.

“I wonder what year it is? Jabba is alive and looks kinda… Well, it’s hard to judge his age, but Sarry hasn’t heard anything about the Clone Wars yet. None of the people she ate recently happened to know much about what's happening outside of Tatooine. The Boonta Eve Classic is gonna happen soon, but that doesn’t really mean much, since it’s an annual race…”

He wanted to find more information, but Jabba didn’t come to feed Sarry very often. At least, it only happened once since he’s been down there. Before that, the last meal was Giza, the unfortunate Twi’lek slave.

“Whatever! There’s no point worrying about that! Hahaha~! No matter what happens, I just need to be strong enough to deal with it! Sarry!”

*Oiiiieeeeiiii~!* A tentacle emerged from the pit and reached out to the edge, handing over a bottle of some kind of glowing green ‘soda’. Asmodeus took a few small sips of the warm liquid and coughed a bit because of the potentially radioactive ‘carbonation’, “Ehm… Uh… So yeah… I never really thought about this before, but it feels kinda weird now.”

‘Return to me. Moisture.’

“Are you sure?”

‘Never waste.’

“Okay then.”

So just like that, the tomato-skinned boy was pissing off the edge of a small cliff into the giant mouth of the thirsty monster. To be fair though, she ate and drank any kind of organic substances that she could get her tentacles on. Even while slowly digesting her usual victims, they would stay alive for a decent amount of time. Nothing was ever wasted. Even bones would be devoured eventually, not to mention urine and feces.

Once he was finished with the glass bottle, he tossed it over into the sand. Littering on Tatooine really didn’t matter much to the environment. In fact, the Jawas would likely find this bottle and other metal trash someday, treating it like valuable treasures to collect or sell to random people who might need it for whatever reason. There were actually quite a few broken droids laying around that maybe someone like Anakin Skywalker could cobble together into a living, sentient robot that most people in the Galaxy would treat like a simple tool or slave.

“I wonder if a Droid could become Force Sensitive?”

An hour later, Asmodeus was floating cross-legged above the Sarlacc Pit. He wasn’t crazy enough to risk breaking his lightsaber by taking it apart and putting it back together again. The first time was the only time. If he fucked it up now, then he’d probably lose it forever.

“Why can’t I fly? Like, it’s so easy to float, but flying is impossible? How does that make any sense?”

He reached out towards a large boulder about twenty meters away and tried to lift it… Then he fell down into the tentacle pit.

An hour later, after eating, drinking, pissing and shitting, Asmodeus was back outside. This time he was holding a black hilt in his hands. He turned a little, almost unnoticeable dial with his thumb, then the beam emerged relatively slowly. He turned the dial back a bit and the beam shrunk down shorter…

“You can do that?”

For a whole minute, he was just casually adjusting the length and fooling around. Even shrinking it down to just a little nub and stabbing like he was shanking the air. Then he ran his thumb across and the blade shot out to about 2 meters long!

“Holy shit! Hahaha~!”

For his current height, it was a bit dangerous and unnecessary. So he dialed the length back until it was only about the same as the length of his arm. As he danced around and swung the blade randomly, he imagined fighting off a bunch of enemies…

*Tssst~!*

“Fuck!” He watched his long, beautiful hair falling into the sand…

“Goddamn it. Well, I needed a haircut anyway, hahaha~!”

Unfortunately, it wasn’t a very even cut. At first he tried to intentionally ‘trim’ it shorter, but then the rest of his hair burst into flames!

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Chapter 14: Hunting

“The Jedi are fucking monsters.”

The next day, a bald-headed tomato-skinned boy was complaining to himself after a few dozen laps around the Sarlacc Pit.

“How the fuck do they give lightsabers to children to play with?!”

‘Hahahaha~!’

“Hey! You’re not allowed to laugh! Didn’t you lose a tentacle?!”

‘It will grow back faster than your hair.’

“I don’t know about that. My hair grows pretty damn fast, hahaha~!”

‘Bet?’

“Bet what?”

‘Food.’

“Okay, sure. If you can grow your tentacle faster than my hair… Uh, well, my hair only has to reach my shoulders. Then I’ll bring you a few more of those stupid dogs to snack on.”

‘Deal.’

The next day the tentacle grew back and Asmodeus only had less than a centimeter of spiky black hair…

“Well, I guess it’s time for me to go hunting, huh?”

Fortunately his ability to ‘sense life’ was much stronger than before. Even without much effort and not in a life or death situation, he could feel plenty of living creatures within a ten mile radius. It actually didn’t matter to Sarry what kind of food he found, because she would eat anything, even people or literal shit. Some believe that the Sarlacc is actually closer to a ‘plant’ than an animal, so it’s not that surprising.

“Is this robe too baggy? It feels a little weird to wear clothes again after all this time.”

‘Looks fine. Something people would wear.’

It wasn’t a traditional Jedi robe, but more like a comfortable black silky bathrobe… When the wind blew, his legs, ass and even his dick were revealed. A good portion of his muscular chest was also shown. His training the past few months had already shown quite good results. The ‘nutrient solution’ provided by Sarry was also helpful.

“Whatever, if Darth Talon can run around in Sith Bikini Armor then who gives a shit whether I wear a bathrobe?!”

He didn’t go out unarmed either. He had a generic black blaster rifle on his back, a simple-looking brown blaster pistol on his left hip and a black lightsaber hilt on the other side. The brown utility belt also had a few empty pouches. He also carried a small metal case in his left hand, which was also empty.

“Let’s gooo~!”

Even though he shouted, Asmodeus just walked around through the hot desert pretty calmly. Wearing a black robe simultaneously protected him from direct exposure on a lot of his body, but also made him feel a little uncomfortable because the material started sticking to his sweaty skin. Not to mention the strap of the blaster rifle digging into his shoulder or the light reflecting off the silver case blinding his peripheral vision…

He followed the guidance of the Force pretty naturally. Soon enough, he found some boulders with a few large gourds growing between them. There were also some Scurriers. Not like the frozen little ones he ate back then, but much larger. Most of them reached up to his knees.

“They’re so cute though…” In the end, he couldn’t bring himself to ‘hunt’ them. They also didn’t really seem to be afraid of his presence. He was going to pick up the gourds, but hesitated and stopped himself.

“You guys need them more than me. Bye-bye~!”

Then he left to go find some bigger ‘prey’. He saw a herd of a strange camel-like creature. It didn’t have too large of a humped back though. With scaly skin instead of fur. The head was particularly weird, with a long mouth that looked similar to an elephant’s trunk. The Eopie is a common pack animal, but… Obviously these were wild.

“Ugh… Fuck.” Asmodeus put down the blaster rifle and sighed, sitting on a big rock and drinking some sour juice from a gourd he picked up on the way.

“I am probably the worst fucking Sith in the history of Sith. Can’t even bring myself to kill a random animal for food!”

*Rumble…*

“Wait… What the fuck? What the fuck is that shit?! Hahahaha~! Oh my God!”

The poor unfortunate herd of Eopies freaked out and tried to escape, but a massive shark-like head erupted from beneath their feet! Five of the largest Eopies were devoured instantly, while the others tried to scatter in all directions!

That huge head was covered in thick brown bony armor, with tiny beady black eyes on the sides. Of course, the tiny eyes were only relative to its truly massive size!

“Wait, that’s a fucking Krayt Dragon! Right?!”

The head lifted up a dozen meters above the sand as it roared towards the sky, then looked around at the escaping prey. It didn’t seem to care about the ‘tiny’ creature in the distance, even though the beast did glance at Asmodeus for a moment. The huge head dove back into the sand and it continued swimming around underground with five sets of powerful legs. A huge tail whipped up out of a distant dune and sent a bunch of large boulders flying into the distance.

“Huh… Nature is really cool.”

He didn’t think too much about it though. After all, the monster wasn’t interested in eating him and he also didn’t believe his little blaster would do much damage. For that matter, even if Sarry could eat a Greater Krayt Dragon, he couldn’t drag the beast a dozen miles through the desert to feed his ‘girlfriend’.

“Hmmm… Wait… No, stop that!”

Asmodeus shouted as he watched the giant mound of moving sand traveling into the distance… More specifically, it was headed towards the Great Pit of Carkoon!

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Chapter 15: Greater Krayt Dragon

“Bastard! Get back here! Don’t go over there! Shit!”

He sprinted as fast as he could, left the empty metal container behind and even fired a few red beams with his blaster, but it didn’t do much else than turn some sand into glass and make noise. The mound was getting farther away and he could feel Sarry’s fear, her anxiety…

“No! Asshole!”

Unfortunately, cursing rarely solved these kinds of problems. Violence was usually the answer. He needed to be a lot closer to ‘use’ violence however.

Eventually the mound of sand stopped moving as fast and he was about to catch up. The Krayt Dragon didn’t slow down because of anything he did though. It was simply a change in the terrain. Before, he was in a vast orange sandy desert. But now the ground was tougher and not far below the surface were plenty of rocks. It could still move, but the speed slowed down to a near stop.

“Hahaha~! That’s right! There’s nothing to see here! Go back to the sandy desert and don’t waste anymore time or energy here!”

*Rooooaaaah~!* The huge head burst out of the ground like a great white shark covered in sharp, jagged bone armor! Then there was an extremely long snake-like neck, followed by two sets of ‘short’ and ‘stubby’ clawed limbs. Then three sets of much thicker limbs helped pull the entire massive reptilian monstrosity out of the dry, cracked earth!

“That’s cheating!”

It looked over at him and that long tail whipped over, smashing into the ground and sending a wave of sand, rocks and dirt towards his tiny body! He reached out and separated the wave in half, just blocking the parts that would have hit him directly and ignoring the rest. Then he aimed the blaster and fired at that ‘small’ eye!

“Raaaaaaagh~!”

This wasn’t an RPG and there was no Health Pool above the creature’s head. A blaster bolt that exploded was powerful enough to vaporize metal and rock, so when it hit the sensitive eyeball, the flesh was also vaporized pretty easily. That gigantic shark-like maw filled with several layers of teeth aimed towards Asmodeus and sprayed a bunch of green caustic venom in his general direction!

“Nope~!”

He quickly ducked behind a huge boulder and lifted his right hand, creating a small curtain to block out the rest of the juices. His heart was pounding and his control over the Force was significantly weaker than usual. Almost like the Dark Side was trying to fuck with him…

“Phew~! Stop thinking, stop thinking, it’s just a 40 man raid boss! How would a normal Jedi-er, I mean Sith, handle this shit?”

He looked at the melting blaster rifle in his left hand and smiled wryly, tossing it out into the acid rain. Then he saw the massive tail that whipped over again! He turned his lightsaber to the maximum length of 2 meters and launched it like a spinning red disk! Then he managed to just barely nick the edge of that giant pillar of scales and meat flying towards his head…

“How the fuck did that miss?!”

Although he complained, the beast still roared in pain and he wasn’t idle. The sandy, dry dirt cracked open like there was a drill under his feet. Then he quickly disappeared underground before the boulder was smashed into pieces that were launched into the distance like missiles. The massive Krayt Dragon glared down at the dusty ground with its remaining eye, snorting and roaring a few times, before turning back towards the source of that delicious scent. It moved very slowly above ground. Struggling to use all ten legs to crawl forward. Although it was somewhat snake-like, the creature didn’t slither much due to all those thick plates of armor.

“Would that be Earth Bending, Earth Release or just ‘Dig’?”

Asmodeus used Dig. The Greater Krayt Dragon escaped from battle.

“Oh shit, it’s getting away!”

He jumped up out of the hole in the ground and carefully landed on a spot that wasn’t still covered in green venom. Though the nauseating stench made his nostrils burn. Then he hopped a few more times, his dirty black robe wide open and flashing everything underneath. As for the belt, that got stuck underground and was unfortunately left behind.

With a brown blaster pistol on his left hand that almost looked similar to a modern firearm from Earth, he started running off towards the ‘escaping’ giant monster. Kanya flew over into his right hand from behind as he sprinted.

“Hey! I’m still here! Fucker, stop running!”

The massive beast seemed to hear his voice over the sound of its own deafening breathing and footsteps, turning back towards the rapidly approaching tiny red creature. Then it quickly turned its head to avoid the scary green light that rapidly approached! The expensive green blaster bolt exploded when it struck the side of the dragon’s giant head, leaving a small crater into the rocky carapace!

“Raaaaaagh~!”

“Holy shit! Hahaha~!”

Asmodeus looked at the gun in surprise, then quickly jumped a dozen meters in the air and avoided another dangerous tail sweep! He aimed at that massive target and started firing somewhat wildly, mostly relying on the Force, rather than his own nonexistent marksmanship. After all, he was afraid to test out the blasters too much, because he didn’t know whether they had ‘bullets’ or some other ammo limitations.

“Ow! Fuck!”

“Raaagh~!”

He shouted at the same time that the beast roared. For him, it was just a minor scald from the blaster overheating, but for the Krayt Dragon, the poor bastard’s head was covered in gigantic pockmarks by now! It even lost a few teeth and chunks of that massive tongue!

As he was falling, Asmodeus couldn’t help wondering: “Is it just me, or are blasters actually really overpowered?”

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Chapter 16: Home
“Honey, I’m home~!”

A few hours later, the naked boy returned back to the Sarlacc Pit with a few acid burns on his chest and feet, but was otherwise unharmed. Even the dirt and dust wasn’t that bad with the help of the Force.

‘Asmodeus… Thanks…’

“Hahaha~! You saw or ‘felt’ that, right? How much did you see?”

‘Enough.’

Behind his back was the tip of a massive tail, at least five meters long and two meters thick where it was carbonized from a fairly clean burn. There were several huge bony spikes on the sides and a hard carapace mixed with scales, but the amount of meat inside was definitely substantial. Much better than dozens of Massiffs in terms of pure nutritional value, though it obviously wouldn’t be able to be kept for as long as a living creature.

“Sorry I couldn’t actually kill the fucker.”

‘Unnecessary. It… Was not big enough to be a threat.’

“I’m sorry, what?” Those golden eyes blinked a few times as he looked over at the giant tail that was being deepthroated by that huge beak with tentacles coiling around it.

‘If I was so defenseless… I would not have lived so long. But, thank you, regardless. It has been so long since I last tasted Krayt Dragon meat. Mmmn~!’

“Are you eating it or fucking it? Never mind.” He snickered and casually jumped down into the pit. Aside from the beak, the ring around it was a much safer entrance into Sarry’s stomachs. He was a little exhausted, but those huge tentacles reached up and slowed down his descent, gently caressing his body as he was pulled down to a place deeper inside. The closest thing he had to a ‘home’ since his rebirth.

“You don’t have to save any for me. I already ate a bit on the way back.”

‘Thanks…’

“Don’t worry about it. Heheh~!” He placed his lightsaber and blaster in a protective metal case so that they wouldn’t be corroded. Then he asked, “Can they grow their eyes back? I figured tails are probably fine to regrow, but eyes…”

‘Unknown. Maybe.’

“Probably takes a long-ass time either way.” He shrugged, “Oh well. It probably won’t come looking for you again in the near future at least.”

‘You worry too much.’ The voice changed from a telepathic whisper to more of a realistic illusion as his body was engulfed in tentacles, “I’m surrounded by rock and stone. Even if I can’t move, I can still hide my external features and bury myself completely. I’m not completely helpless either. I’m much stronger than I look.”

“I never said you didn’t look strong.” Asmodeus looked up and down at the beautiful woman that appeared before him. It was almost like looking into a mirror, but the face was more feminine and her body was much taller. At least two meters, with large breasts, sculpted abs, thick thighs, long black hair as if to mock his current near-baldness… There were no tentacles though. Not even facial tendrils that were common for the Sith.

“I’m surprised you didn’t pick a Twi’lek or something with more dangly bits.”

“If I’m going to create a fabricated form, why should I choose something so similar to my true form?”

“I guess that’s true… Plus… You’re still all tentacles on the inside, even in reality, hahaha~!”

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Chapter 17: Sarlacc Reproduction

Asmodeus walked forward in the foggy dark room and touched her somewhat squishy abdominal muscles. They tightened up and felt rock-hard for a moment, but relaxed soon afterwards. His body suddenly grew larger until the two of them were about the same size. After all, this was just a dream-like space. His appearance could also be changed at will, but he preferred his current Sith Pureblood form. At least it was much better than back when he was just a human…

“I like being bigger than you.” Sarry grew larger again to maintain her dominant position, “I learned from a rather foolish biologist in the past… When a male of my kind meets a female, it will parasitize her larger body… Until she eventually dies. The male will become larger until bursting into countless spores. Thus completing the life cycle of a Sarlacc and reproducing successfully.”

“Then are you male or female? Do I need to worry about some horny bastard coming by and stealing you from me?”

She smirked and leaned down, kissing his lips as five tongues slithered around inside of his mouth. A few small tendrils also reached out of her smooth, hairless slit and grabbed his cock, forcefully pulling it inside. His arms and legs were entangled in thick giant tentacles and she wrapped her legs around his waist, squeezing those thick, muscular thighs so tightly he felt like he would be crushed.

“Do you think I’m small?”

“No?”

“Are you disappointed?”

“I never really cared if your tentacles were dicks or pussies, Sarry. I love you for your personality, hahaha~!”

The crimson woman smirked at the ‘little’ man and opened her mouth filled with dozens of tiny tongues, licking his neck, up his cheek, penetrating his mouth and forcing their lips together again. Meanwhile those tendrils coiled around his cock, swirling and writhing as she grinded her pelvis against his. Their minds and bodies were linked, so even though in reality, her tendrils really weren’t erogenous zones or overly sensitive… In the illusion, she could feel as much pleasure as she could give the boy.

“I want you to parasitize me!”

“Uh, I’ll try my best? I’m more of a fertilizer though.”

He snickered and felt the slimy tongues reaching out from her pussy lips, wrapping and coiling around his balls. The suction was incredible. It wasn’t long before his dick pulsated and he felt the uncontrollable urge welling up inside of him. His mind went blank and the thick, hot cream sprayed deep inside of her tentacle-filled womb. The suction never stopped though. Teasing his extremely sensitive glans, sucking periodically. She started kissing his neck again while quivering from pleasure.

“You’re different from all the others. You’re not afraid… Why aren’t you afraid? When I’m with you, I only feel… Happy.” She whispered in his left ear.

“Probably because you’re milking my cock and not melting it off?” Asmodeus replied sarcastically, but then he smiled and easily broke free of her bindings. He held her beautiful red face in his hands and looked deep into those glowing golden eyes, “We’re friends. Partners. Lovers. Of course we’re different than those random snacks you had in the past.”

“I see…” Sarry reached down and grabbed his ass tightly, pressing his hips forward, penetrating her imaginary cervix and reaching his cock deep into her ‘womb’, “I know you’re leaving soon. I can feel it. Like a painful splinter of metal in my stomach lining.”

“That’s an oddly specific metaphor.”

“Technically it’s a simile.” She chuckled as he rolled his eyes at her, “I ate a language teacher.”

“I figured as much.” Asmodeus snickered and reached down, grabbing and squeezing her smooth but firm ass, “I might be leaving for a while, but I made a fucking promise. I will find a way to save you from this shit-hole.”

“I’m afraid… The Galaxy is so dangerous. You’re so young and reckless. I don’t want to lose you.”

“The Galaxy is dangerous, but so is Tatooine.” He sighed and hugged her tightly. Pressing her against the meaty ‘ground’ as her legs splayed and his hips thrust a lot more seriously. His balls were yanked around by the tentacles connected to her pussy. She squeezed his ass tighter and moaned, her insides and outsides trembled from pleasure as his sensitive cock started cumming again.

“Mmmn~! Sarry… You know me. You know what I’ve… Experienced. I’m not afraid of death. Not anymore.”

“You should be!” She shouted at him angrily before kissing his lips again and pulling away, running her hands up his back, feeling those strong shoulders and then moving around to his waist. Three extra sets of arms emerged from her back. Two hands caressed his cheeks, two on his heaving back, two more returned to his firm buttocks.

“I’m afraid of losing you.” Asmodeus smiled gently at the frowning ‘Sith’, “I was scared earlier. Of course I was fucking scared. Not about dying. But because I didn’t want to leave you, and I didn’t want you to leave me. I wasn’t kidding when I said I loved you, Sarry.”

“If you really love me, then stay with me forever. Stay inside me forever. I’ll feed you my essence… You’ll grow bigger and stronger. Then I’ll be inside you as we give birth to our millions of offspring! The two of us will live on for eternity in our lineage!”

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Chapter 18: Mos Espa
“A dragon! I saw a Krayt Dragon!”

“What? What is it now, Mother?”

An old human woman was raving like a lunatic next to a tall, muscular blonde-haired man in front of a small shack next to a random cantina in Mos Espa. One of the main Starports on Tatooine.

“It was as big as a mountain and just as brown! It swam right over the dunes!”

“Krayt dragons now, huh? Please, Mother. If you keep up this bantha poodoo, everyone’s gonna think you’re crazy. And I’ve got better things to do than listen to your fantasies!”

“You’ll see! It was a Krayt Dragon! It’ll kill us all and then you’ll believe me!”

Their voices were drowned out in the sea of other people. However, Jedi have sensitive ears… Assuming that they actually have ‘ears’ in the first place.

Daesha had pointy purple nubs and her Master, Jedi Knight Kikha Cyrondax just had long blue tendrils that reached down in front of her chest. The two of them were wearing ‘discreet’ brown cloaks, with hoods over their heads and even the tunics were hidden completely. At most, their black and brown boots were still visible as they walked down the dusty, crowded street.

“A Krayt Dragon… Do you think she really saw one, Master?”

“She believes she did.” The Nautolan woman looked over with her big solid-black eyes and sighed, “However, Force Sensitives without training often have visions they can’t control or understand.”

“She’s a Force Sensitive?”

“It’s not that uncommon. The Jedi cannot find every child with potential in the entire Galaxy. Oftentimes, they go unnoticed until they’re too old to be accepted.”

“Like me.” Daesha smiled wryly as she looked up at the much taller woman.

“Not many Jedi are willing to go against the rules and traditions. But I’ve never regretted my decision that day. The Force guided me to you and now, it has guided us back here once again. Perhaps there is another child in this city who needs our aid?”

“Yeah.” The purple Twi’lek nodded and looked around at the busy marketplace they were walking past. There were Tuskens with their scary masks and pointy sticks on their backs. Some Rodian Bounty Hunters, with their relatively bug-like inhuman features. Tall and strong Twi’lek men with green or brown skin, looking like bodyguards for a human woman in a fancy blue dress. Most people were just dressed in simply brown, gray or black clothes that didn’t really stand out in any way. Dried, cracked skin was a common feature for most races. There were no other Nautolans than her Master, because they really couldn’t survive on Tatooine for very long.

“Maybe we should go to a cantina to look for news and have a meal?” Daesha asked the frowning woman, “At least, we shouldn’t stay outside under the suns…”

“Perhaps you’re right.” Kikha chuckled and stopped looking over at that little human boy, following her Padawan to a relatively ‘quaint’ tavern. The moment they entered inside, they could hear the loud, blaring live music coming from across the room. On the stage were a few half-naked Twi’lek girls who were dancing erotically…

“Umm, maybe we should pick a different cantina?”

“Daesha, you need to learn to tune out such distractions.” The blue girl shook her head and wiggled her tentacles in front of her chest as she walked over to the bar, sitting down on an empty stool. The ‘little girl’ followed closely behind and sat to her Master’s right. Trying to ignore the green Rodian woman to her right, who was making out with a handsome blue-skinned Chiss man with solid red eyes. She moved closer to Kikha to avoid being touched by those nasty groping blue hands or that woman’s exposed back.

“You two want to sit somewhere else.” Kikha spoke towards the horny ‘couple’ and they both got up out of their seats, still making out with each other, but heading towards the bathroom door…

“Ew.” Daesha gagged, “Umm, sorry Master.”

“You’re a Padawan now, not a Youngling. Don’t be afraid to use the Force when necessary to avoid conflicts or ‘solve’ them more efficiently and effectively.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Excuse me, we would like two glasses of water, please.”

“Ah, the Tatooine Special, hahaha~! Comin right up!” The Devaronian bartender had reddish-brown skin, yellowed teeth, a bald head with two big black horns sticking up out of his skull. There were also pointed ears, a particularly large nose and orange irises.

“Ah, a Nautolan! Don’t see many of your kind around here! You come here for business or pleasure?”

“We’re here in search of knowledge.”

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Chapter 19: Information

“Sure, sure, you got the Credits? I ain’t talking about no Republic Credits, but Peggats, you know, the coins.”

“How much will it cost for information on a Twi’lek slave?” Kikha took out some silver and bronze coins from the satchel on her left hip, placing them on the fairly clean countertop next to the two glasses of water.

“Depends on who owns the slave.” The Devaronian man reached out and took all the coins with a smirk on his chapped red lips, “Let me guess… ‘His Eminence’?”

“Indeed.”

“You gotta pay more.” He snickered and accepted a few more coins from the beautiful woman, licking his chapped lips, “So… Got a name? Identifying features? All that jazz?”

“Giza Kalia. Tyrian Twi’lek. She should be one of Jabba’s favorites.”

As she spoke, the two Jedi could feel the man become nervous. He wasn’t showing anything on his face, not even changing his smile, he just nodded. Then pulled out a datapad from under the table and searched through some things, then brought up a profile of the woman they described. She was just as young and healthy in the pictures as the two of them remembered… However, they also noticed something concerning.

“She was last seen on Jabba’s Yacht, heading into the Western Dune Sea…” Daesha’s hands trembled as she read the date, “Six months ago?”

“That’s just how it goes sometimes, Kid.” He took back the datapad and stuffed it back under the counter, then leaned over and whispered to the two of them, “But you girls should stop snooping around… Wasn’t just Giza who went missing back then. Heard there was some big deal that happened in ‘His’ Palace around that time… Better leave Tatooine while ya still got the chance.”

“I see… Thank you for your information and assistance.” Kikha placed her hand on the trembling Twi’lek’s cloaked left shoulder and whispered, “Remember. Don’t let your emotions cloud your judgment.”

“Yes… Master. I’m sorry.”

“No need to apologize, Daesha. We already have our clue. Now we just need to follow it to the truth.”

The two of them drank the rest of their water and headed out of the Cantina quickly. A few minutes later, that Chiss man walked back over to the bar alone and sat down. He looked at the datapad that was handed over and saw the familiar pretty face, narrowing his crimson eyes.

“Who are they? Jedi?”

“Who knows?” The bartender sneered and held out his hand, “I ain’t workin for free here, Bud.”

“Fine.” The Chiss handed over the coins and some more information appeared on the datapad. A picture of a little girl who looked similar to Giza, then another picture of her much older, wearing white Jedi robes and a brown cloak. The other woman was also shown, but in much greater detail. After all, Jedi were practically celebrities. Especially a beautiful Nautolan woman who became a Jedi Knight and also happened to visit Tatooine a few years back.

“E chu ta!” He slammed his palm on the table and threw the datapad over to the chuckling man, “Jabba appreciates your ‘loyalty’!”

“Hey, you’re welcome Buddy, anytime~! Hahaha~! Good luck!”

After the Chiss man ran out of the bar, the Devaronian smirked and pulled out a small bronze comlink and made a call, “Hey Jango, Buddy, I heard you were lookin for some Jedi lately?”

“Be more specific.” The deep, masculine voice came through the speaker, but was hard to hear over the noisy music and laughter in the cantina.

“Nautolan Babe-”

“No.” The communication was hung up.

“Oh well. Let’s see.” Then he made another call, “Aurra-”

“What is it, Prax?” The angry woman on the other side cut him off, “Speak quickly. I’m busy!”

There were sounds of blaster fire in the background and screams…

“Uh, I heard you used to be a Jedi, haha~! Maybe I just met two of your friends-”

“Names!”

“Sheesh.” Prax chuckled and asked, “Do you care about a Jedi Knight named Kikha?”

*Pssshhhh~!* The communication hung up immediately.

“Okay then, next…” This time he only said “Bane-” and he had to start making another call.

“Did you find one yet?”

“Not just one, but two!”

“I only need one.” The man hung up with the sound of people shouting in the background.

After letting out a long sigh, the man finally frowned and made a final call, “Your Excellency… Two Jedi have been snooping around about a missing slave girl. Giza Kalia.”

“Hohohoho~!” The other side just laughed and hung up…

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Chapter 20: The Western Dune Sea

After a few more days of psychic tentacle debauchery, plus some half-assed ‘Sith’ training, Asmodeus was finally ready to leave home. The bathrobe was destroyed, but he managed to find a flamboyant pink cloak and brown pants. With a black belt covered in pouches, a metal suitcase filled with water and a little bit of food, he felt completely confident that he could definitely make it to civilization!

He was wrong. He was very, very wrong.

“Well… This was probably a mistake.”

After wandering for less than three days through the desert, He ran out of both food and water. He was heading in the right direction, but he greatly underestimated the ridiculous distance. The Western Dune Sea was literally an ocean at one point in time, long, long ago. So that just goes to show how absurdly vast it was… Even using a hoverbike or other speedy vehicles, it took hours to days to actually get around Tatooine.

“Why can’t I just stay with my Sarlacc girlfriend again?”

When he was dehydrated and starving, overheated from the scorching sun, Asmodeus could still sense plenty of life within a ten mile radius… But they were also moving. He looked down at the datapad he pulled from one of his belt pouches, “Still going the right direction. Hopefully.”

There was no GPS. So it only showed a map from where he was to the Jundland Wastes. His target was a big Starport City called Mos Espa, which he figured would be a great place to find a ship to leave Tatooine. Starting his career as a… Something.

“I just gotta get the fuck outta here before the ‘plot’ begins. Then again, if Anakin was already taken to the Jedi… Then couldn’t I just kidnap his mom and sell her to the little bastard as a favor later? Heheheh~! She’s not really my type, but it would be kinda hilarious to say ‘Anakin… I am your father.’ After I cut off his fucking hand for being a piece of shit.”

Asmodeus rubbed his smooth chin and looked up at the bright blue sky, “Hmmm, but then again, if Shmi, Schmi, Shimmy? Whatever the fuck her name was. If she doesn’t die, then will Anakin still become Darth Vader? Uh… No, for that matter, don’t a shit-load of really complicated and ridiculous things still need to happen for him to turn into Vader? If I change just one tiny thing, Palpatine might have a goddamn heart attack randomly or Yoda could get some kinda brain parasite and die.”

He was clearly delirious from dehydration, starvation and heatstroke. He thought he saw a bird flying through the sky. Then he saw another bird chasing behind it…

*Biiiao~!*

*Boom!* A big red blaster bolt exploded only a dozen meters away!

“Yes! Hahahaha~! Finally! I win! Hahaha~!” Instead of being scared, Asmodeus shouted excitedly and jumped up in the air, “Hey! Come down here! Come down and pick me up! Look! Hey! Stop! Stop running away! Fuuuuck~!”

In his delirium, the boy chased after the two ships with all of his strength. In front was a gray half-moon shaped shuttle with red painted around the edges. The unfortunate ship didn’t have any armaments. On the other hand, the craft that chased them down had three blasters. One on the top of the bulky blue and beige cockpit, with the two others at the ends of long, slender wings. For whatever reason, one of the wings was on the left side and the other was just straight down towards the ground.

Fortunately for Asmodeus, the ships didn’t keep flying in a straight line. The ship in the lead avoided dozens of attacks, then twirled around and shot up almost out of the atmosphere. When the attacker tried to chase, the dove back down again, nearly clipping one of the wings! However, oddly enough, even though the wing wasn’t directly hit, it still started smoking…

From that moment on, the positions changed dramatically. The half-disk shaped weaponless shuttle was badgering the frantically escaping light freighter. The three weapons were already destroyed and there were many cracks all over the outer plating. Eventually the ship spun in circles as he shot out black smoke and crashed into the orange dunes!

“Yes! Yes! Hahaha~!” Meanwhile a crazy boy ignored the warnings from his most basic survival instincts and kept charging over towards the crash site… The Force was guiding him there for a reason. Considering the alternative was dying pointlessly in the desert, he decided to take his chances.

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Chapter 21: The Truth

After the T-6 Shuttle landed on the dunes, the two Jedi walked down from the metal ramp very calmly. At least, Kikha was calm, her Padawan felt nauseous and a little dizzy from all the spinning earlier. Even so, the purple Twi’lek girl struggled to control her emotions and follow after her Master’s brown cloak.

*Pew~!*

*Bzzt~!* The blue blade easily deflected the red beam back towards the blaster pistol in the Chiss man’s right hand! The metal melted and his entire forearm was partially vaporized!

“Aaaagh~! E chu ta!”

The grizzly sight caused the Twi’lek girl to cringe and quickly turn away, “Master…”

“This is a lesson you must learn, Daesha. Even if we simply wish to… ‘Disarm’ someone, the results are often not as peaceful as we originally intended.”

“Master Kikha, I think the real lesson might be that I should train my deflection technique more seriously.”

“Eh-hem…” The Nautolan woman cleared her dry throat and explained, “No amount of training will allow you to know exactly what will happen and make everything go perfectly. You must accept that people do make mistakes. The important thing is what we do afterwards.”

They walked forward to the man who was still screaming and cursing them out. There were still pieces of bone and flesh that weren’t completely vaporized or melted, but the main problem was that he was still bleeding.

“This will hurt a bit.” As she said that, Kikha casually swung her lightsaber at the man who backed away, then fell into the hot sand as the rest of his arm was sliced off cleanly at the shoulder!

“Aaaah~! Schutta! Jedi whore!”

“Shh…” The blue woman turned off her lightsaber and placed it back on her hip, then she waved her hand and asked, “Who are you and why were you attacking us?”

“I’m… Greef. I’m a Bounty Hunter… I work for Jabba the Hutt, mostly… You’re looking for that whore, Giza. Jabba put a bounty on your heads.”

Kikha looked over at her Padawan and sighed. The girl was looking down at the severed, mutilated arm on the sand and biting her lower lip. Clenching her fists and shaking.

“Tell me. What happened to Giza?”

“What else? Hahaha! That dumb Twi’lek thought we had her daughter all this time! Hahaha~! She was caught snooping around, so Jabba got pissed! He only wanted to teach her a little lesson at first, but maybe he got bored of the whore after so many years?!”

He seemed to snap out of the manipulation due to pain and rage, glaring at the crying little purple-skinned girl, “Even after being Jabba’s toy for all that time, I gotta say… Your mother had such a nice, tight cunt! We all had a ride! ‘All’ of us! Hah~! She kept begging and crying! Waah~! Please~! Don’t hurt my daughter~! Hahahaha~!”

“Shut up!”

“Ack~!” The blue-skinned man was lifted off the ground by his throat and had his back slammed into the hot metal cockpit of his ship. He gripped his neck with his remaining hand and struggled to breathe, as the air itself seemed to be crushing his throat from the outside.

“Daesha!” Even Kikha was angry when she listened to what the disgusting bastard said, but she was shocked when she felt such rage, fury and ‘Darkness’ swirling around her Padawan. The girl reached out with her left hand and squeezed tighter while clenching her teeth, blue blood dripping down her lip from where she was biting earlier.

“Daesha! Release him! Now!”

“He raped and murdered my mother! They all did! I saw it! Like I was there! I saw it! I saw them laughing! I tried to forget! I tried to forget those horrible nightmares… But I can’t! They just won’t go away! Forever in my Lekku!”

“This man might be a monster, but you are not!”

Kikha walked over and placed her blue hand on the hyperventilating girl’s shoulder, “Please… Don’t surrender to the Dark Side. Face it. Vanquish it. But never surrender.”

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, Master…” Even in the exceptionally dry environment, tears still poured from those big green eyes as Daesha put down her arm. ‘Greef’ had already passed out from blood loss and strangulation, but at least he was still breathing as he fell face-down onto the hot sand.

“Come on. We need to hurry up and escape while we still can.” Kikha breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw her Padawan finally calm down and control her emotions to a certain extent. Then she looked over towards the distant sky and frowned, “We need to leave the Outer Rim. We can deal with one Bounty Hunter, but hundreds?”

“What about him? Does he just… Get away without any punishment?”

“We’re Jedi, not judges or executioners. Unfortunately, we also have no jurisdiction here. We can only report this situation to the Jedi Council and they will make a deal with the Hutts… There’s not much else we can do… I’m sorry.”

“I… I understand, Master. I’m sorry for… For everything.”

“Don’t be sorry. Just, learn from this experience and grow stronger. One day, when you become a Jedi Knight or even a Master, you’ll understand that all of this pain… This suffering was merely a test we needed to overcome in order to reach our full potential.”

“Yes, Master. I’ll, I promise I’ll do better. I’ll never give into my wicked impulses again.”

After they walked back up the sand dune, up that extended ramp and into the side of the ship, a loud explosion sounded behind them! A heat wave washed over them and blew their hoods off, making their tentacles whip around in the wind like hair… They looked back and saw the molten wreckage of the ship.

“Ummm… *Cough-cough~!*” Kikha smiled wryly at Daesha and shrugged her shoulders, “Well, the Force works in mysterious ways.”

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Chapter 22: The Jedi Way

The average T-6 Shuttle is just a maneuverable, unarmed Jedi craft that’s used for traveling short distances. At least not spending too long inside. However, this one in particular had a lot more space inside. The cockpit had a bunch of glass so that the pilots could see outside with their eyes, after all, for whatever reason, the Star Wars pilots rely more on vision than actual technology. They did have an auto-pilot, but during combat, they did everything themselves.

Looking at the sandy brownish-orange planet getting smaller in the distance, Daesha breathed out a sigh and rubbed her reddened eyes again. Even though she was still angry and upset, she cared much more about keeping her only remaining ‘attachment’ safe. Looking over at the serious face with dry cheeks and slightly shriveled tentacles splayed around, the purple girl couldn’t help whispering again: “Sorry…”

“You don’t have to keep apologizing. Although the truth might be unsettling, at least we know the reason for your dark visions. I also feel like… We’ve already accomplished whatever the Force needed from us.”

“But what else did we do except for… Well, we murdered that monster.”

“We didn’t murder him.” Kikha shook her head, “At most, it was unintentional manslaughter. However, this is the Outer Rim and the Republic has no jurisdiction here. So we didn’t commit any crimes. Don’t worry about getting in trouble. Even if you report everything truthfully, the Jedi Council will understand. This kind of thing happens all the time.”

“I don’t know if I should be happy or afraid to hear that…”

“Try not to think about it too deeply.”

“Yes, Master.” Daesha looked out towards the starry void and asked, “Should we… Just go home now? It feels like we just spent two weeks flying around and now another week for the return trip…”

It would be unrealistic to search the desert for clues on nothing but a hover bike or other ‘land’ vehicles, so aside from refueling in Mos Espa and briefly exploring the city, they really hadn’t left the ship for very long. Even so, as an amphibious Nautolan, Kikha was still ‘dried out’ and exhausted. While the little girl was just mentally fatigued and upset, but full of energy.

“Don’t worry. As soon as we leave the Outer Rim, we’ll be safe.”

“I-What was that?!”

“That…” Those pitch-black eyes stared out at the void as she pushed back the wave of sadness that washed over her, “A friend… Has returned to the Force.”

“No… You mean…” Daesha seemed to see a familiar face in her mind, a blue-skinned Twi’lek girl about her age, “Is Eldra-”

“No. Not Eldra. It’s her Master. My Master.”

“I’m so sorry… But then what about Eldra? Is she still alive?”

*Beep~! Beep~!* They received a distress signal, but then there was also another beeping from a communicator…

Kikha reached out and turned on the communicator, “Master Windu, is this about-”

“You know exactly what this is about.” The stern and masculine voice came from the small speaker, “Return to Coruscant immediately.”

“But Master Windu, did you receive news about Eldra Kaitis? She’s the current Padawan of my Master… Was…”

“We’ve sent someone to find Kaitis. You don’t need to worry about that. Right now the two of you have a bounty on your heads in the middle of Hutt Space. I never would have authorized this field trip of yours if I knew how reckless you would be… I’m disappointed, Kikha.”

“Sorry, Master Windu…” The young woman looked over at her apprentice and felt a little embarrassed, “We’ll hurry back as soon as possible. Just… Please make sure you find Eldra quickly. There are far worse fates out here than simply returning to the Force.”

“I expect to see you back here within seven days. No delays. Understood?”

“Yes, Master Windu.”

“Good.” He hung up the communicator from his side and Kikha breathed out a long sigh, looking over at the smiling brat beside her again.

“Master… Are we really not going to try to find Eldra?”

“We’re going back to the Temple.” Kikha shook her head, “Even if we wanted to find her, we wouldn’t know where to start searching. By the time we turn up any results, there might be dozens of Bounty Hunters on our tail. If something happened to us, then maybe even more Jedi would sacrifice themselves to save us. I’m sure Master Windu sent someone much more experienced and powerful than us.”

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Chapter 23: Unnatural

After entering Hyperspace, the ship was basically on auto-pilot, so there wasn’t much that the two of them really needed to ‘do’... Fortunately, this ship was larger and actually had a few extra rooms. Specifically, a small lounge behind the cockpit and an even smaller bathroom over on the side. There was no storage room though.

“Master… Do you smell that?”

“My senses are a little…” Those dried up head trestles twitched a bit and Kikha took a sip of cold water as she sat at the small table in the simple lounge/meditation room, “But now that you mention it… There is a very strange scent in the air.”

“It’s… Disgusting.” Daesha frowned and quickly covered her nose with her left hand, looking towards the closed bathroom door, “I think… Maybe the toilets malfunctioned when you were spinning around like that earlier?”

“That’s… Well, that’s not impossible.”

The two of them looked over at the door, then started frowning. They thought it was just a ‘smell’, but now they could feel something else. Something… Dark.

“Master…” The girl whispered, grasping the silver and white hilt on her hip, “What ‘is’ that?”

“Something… Unnatural.”

*Shhhhhh~!* They could hear the sound of the shower running…

“Master, that ‘unnatural’ thing is taking a shower.”

Kikha glared at her Padawan and whispered, “Don’t let your guard down. It might be a ruse.”

Twenty minutes later, the two of them were standing in front of the door nervously and holding their lightsabers. However, they hadn’t ignited them yet. Afraid to startle the strange ‘beast’ inside.

The shower finally stopped running. Then they heard wet feet stepping on a tile floor. The Nautolan nodded to her Padawan and the girl reached out with her right hand. From a distance, the door unlocked and then opened slowly. Revealing the nightmarish scene inside!

“Umm… I can explain.” A red-skinned boy with short black hair was bending over with his hand on the wall and trying to pull half of a black hilt out of his ass, “It’s not what it looks like!”

“What in the hell ‘does’ it look like?!” Daesha couldn’t help retorting. She wanted to look away, but her Jedi training wouldn’t allow her to let her guard down because of embarrassment!

“Is that a lightsaber?!” Even Kikha had to squint her giant eyes a bit to see better, “Why… Just… Why? And how? Child, where did you find that hilt? It feels so vile…”

“Okay, if I’m being honest here… Ow~!” He finally managed to pull the whole hilt out of his ass and turn around to face the two women… Naked. Daesha blushed a bit on her light-purple cheeks and turned away, while her Master still kept staring at that slimy black hilt. The source of ‘Darkness’ and evil she felt was emanating from that weapon. She could feel an ancient, terrifying power hidden inside.

“So here’s the thing. I know you guys are Jedi and you’d probably be pissed at me for… Well, you know, stowaway things. So I was like, ‘Oh hey, I have a great idea!’ I figured if some dude can hide a vibro-blade up his ass to shank people in prison, then a lightsaber would be way easier. On the off-chance that you guys didn’t arrest me or whatever, you might still confiscate my shit, right? Especially something as fancy and expensive as a lightsaber. So… Yeah.”

Daesha looked back at him in confusion and Kikha rubbed her aching temples with the tips of two blue tentacles. Finally the Jedi Knight asked again, “Where did you find that lightsaber? Did someone give it to you?”

“My girlfriend gave it to me.” He smirked and held up the saber, almost dropping it because of the lube, but quickly caught it with the other hand.

“Your girlfriend is a Jedi?” The Padawan asked in confusion.

“Or she ‘was’ a Jedi…” Kikha frowned and shook her head, “No, that’s impossible. Unless your girlfriend is thousands of years old. That ‘thing’ is so old that I would be surprised if it even worked anymore.”

“Wow, you Jedi are really fucking good at mind-reading, huh?” He shrugged and tossed the hilt up in the air, catching it a few times.

“I was running from a bunch of massiffs in the middle of the desert a while back and then I fell into a Sarlacc Pit.”

“And you escaped?!” Daesha widened her green eyes in shock, “You’re telling the truth!”

“Of course I’m telling the truth. Why the fuck would I lie to a Jedi?” He rolled his golden eyes at the girl and held the ‘safe’ side of the hilt out to the woman who kept staring at it, “Wanna see it? You gotta give it back afterwards though. It’s a relic from the Old Republic Era. Belonged to some crazy Sith Sorc from way back when…”

The hilt flew out of his hand and into Kikha’s left hand. She felt the slimy surface and cringed a bit, but what disturbed her even more was the disgusting Darkness hidden within the blade. With a movement of her thumb, the crimson blade shot out a whole meter and her hand trembled.

“I’ve never seen a red lightsaber before.” The young Padawan didn’t seem to understand at all.

“This belonged to a Sith Lord. A long time ago. In a different Era. A much darker age.” Kikha quickly turned the weapon off and lifted it up with the force, trying to take it apart… But she failed.

“Hey! Be careful!” Asmodeus grabbed the slimy hilt before the two of them could even react, then took it back into the bathroom, “Didn’t I tell you already? It’s an ancient relic and a gift from my girlfriend. Fortunately it’s also water-proof, so I can wash it off properly. Might need a lot of soap though. God, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to take a shower… Don’t get me wrong, I love Sarry, but spending months covered in tentacles and mucus is really fucking rough.”

“Wait… Wait a second, you’re saying that your girlfriend… Urp, I think I’m gonna be even sicker…” Daesha gagged and almost threw up.

“What’s the big deal?” He looked at the disgusted girl and snickered, “Sarlaccs should be considered Sentient. You know they can read the memories of people they ‘eat’, right? They can also communicate telepathically. As they get older, they get smarter. Sarry is already well over thirty-thousand years old… For fuck’s sake, she was alive during the Era of the Infinite Empire! She was there back when Tatooine was still a jungle-world!”

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Chapter 24: Chat

A few minutes later, the three of them were sitting around a small silver round table in the lounge. Obviously they gave the naked boy some clothes to wear. Only a simple gray tunic and brown pants, but at least they somewhat fit. He wasn’t much taller than the Twi’lek girl after all and they were already very loose.

Kikha drank some plain water from a glass, while a few of her tendrils were also soaking in other glasses on the table. Daesha took a sip of tea from a small white cup. Then Asmodeus drank some glowing orange juice from a glass bottle and let out a sigh.

“I’m sorry for your loss. By the time I got ‘eaten’, your mom was already long gone. Well… Not completely. But, mmmn, well, you know what I mean, right?”

“I don’t understand.”

“You saw her spirit?”

“She said ‘Please save my daughter, Daesha.’ And then she was just gone.” He looked up at those big green teary eyes and sighed, “Don’t blame Sarry. It’s not her fault. I’m sure Giza’s already gone off to live her next life. So don’t be too sad. I believe her next life will be a lot less fucked up than this one.”

“You believe in reincarnation?” While her Padawan was covering her face with her hands and sobbing softly, Kikha was fairly calm.

“Yeah. It’s not any particular religion though. I just personally believe that when we die, we reincarnate in another world and get to live out a much better, more fulfilling life. I think I must’ve won the reincarnation lottery though, because look at me, hahaha~! My life is awesome!”

“You’re very optimistic for someone who almost died in the desert.” The Nautolan woman chuckled and her tentacles wiggled in the glasses, “I hope you don’t mind if I ask, but… Where are you from? How did you end up on Tatooine?”

“Ah, I was born on Tatooine. Probably like, I don’t know how long ago. I left the place where I was born because, well… Nothing there for me anymore. Then I wandered through the desert for a few days and like I said earlier, met the love of my life.”

“If you loved her so much, then why did you leave? *Sniffle*” The cute Twi’lek girl lifted her head and asked.

“I have a dream!” Asmodeus grinned with his right fist clenched in front of his chest, “I’m gonna get a big-ass fucking starship and take Sarry to a planet where she’ll never have to worry about food or water again!”

“Isn’t that Sarlacc over a hundred meters long? Are you sure that she can even survive leaving the ground?” Kikha raised her hairless left brow and smiled, “It’s a wonderful dream nonetheless.”

“I know, right?” He snickered and picked up the black lightsaber hilt off the table, casually twirling it around the fingers of his right hand like a baton.

“Stop that!” Daesha shouted at him, but didn’t wanna put her hands anywhere near that nasty thing. Even if it was washed off thoroughly, she couldn’t help remembering the scene she just witnessed earlier. She could feel her Lekku curling, but… Well, she couldn’t help looking up at him again and blushing. There was something strange. She didn’t understand her own feelings.

“Don’t worry. I’m not an idiot.” Asmodeus smiled wryly and put the hilt down on the table again, “But uh… Would not recommend trying to cut your hair with a lightsaber. Hahaa~! Oh wait, never mind. Guess you guys don’t need to worry about haircuts, huh?”

“Why? Just… Why?” The Jedi Knight couldn’t help being flabbergasted again, “Even if you’re Force Sensitive, a lightsaber is still extremely dangerous in untrained hands. Especially one that was used by the Sith.”

“Ah, how’d you figure out that I’m Force Sensitive?”

“Even I can tell.” Daesha complained, “Did you think you could hide it from us so easily?”

“Cool. So do you think I’m Jedi material? Hahaha~!” He sucked the black hilt into his palm and then made it hover above his hand a bit, “Pretty badass, right? So like, do I have to take some tests or-”

“You’re too old.” Ironically, Kikha cut him off and shook her head, splashing a bit of water around by accident, “The Temple only takes in babies and toddlers for the most part. In special cases… There can be exceptions, but you look like you’re almost an adult. How old are you exactly?”

“Uh, I have no idea.” The tomato boy shrugged, “I’m not done growing yet though, if that counts for anything.”

“It doesn’t.” Daesha rolled her eyes at him, “Did your girlfriend teach you that trick?”

“Well, she’s eaten more than one Force User in her long life, but nah, this is just the basics. Right? I started training a few months ago, so my control could use some work. But wait, is it illegal to use the Force without a license?”

“Pft-haha~!”

“Heh…”

Both the Master and Padawan couldn’t help laughing.

“Is that a yes or a no?”

“It’s not about what powers your use. It’s how you use them.” Kikha explained while making the water in her glasses float around above her right palm, forming a swirling sphere.

“As my friend likes to say, The Force surrounds us; it penetrates us-”

“Hahahaha~!”

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Chapter 25: Dark Dreams

A few hours later, Asmodeus was sleeping on a brown couch in the lounge, while the two Jedi stayed in the fairly large cockpit with the thick metal door closed.

“Master, there’s no way we can trust him!”

Daesha looked over at the beautiful blue woman who was only wearing some thin white fabric over her chest and what was essentially a white bikini bottom. She was laying with her tentacles splayed out behind her head and writhing on the back of her fully reclined seat. Those big black eyes were closed as she breathed in through her cute little nose and out through her dark-blue lips.

“I don’t trust ‘him’, I trust in the Force. Although he has darkness within him…” She opened one big eye slightly and looked at the embarrassed girl, “So do we all. The purpose of the Jedi is to bring ‘balance’ to the Force. Only the Sith believe in Absolutes.”

“The Force is telling me that we shouldn’t let our guards down against a weird, crazy boy who fell in love with a Sarlacc! What if he tries to do something to us in our sleep?! He clearly has a thing for tendrils!”

“We have his lightsaber and blaster in here with us.” Kikha closed her eye and moved her shoulders a bit, getting more comfortable, “If a random Force Sensitive child can overpower a Jedi Knight and her Padawan, then why should we bother training our entire lives? Caution is fine, but you must not allow fear to cloud your judgment and influence your decisions, Daesha. Now get some sleep. You’ve had a hard day. Tomorrow will be better.”

“Ugh… Fine. I trust ‘you’, Master.” The girl laid on her side awkwardly, then tossed and turned a few times before she finally managed to drift off into sleep. Still wearing her thick brown cloak and white robes underneath. Fortunately the temperature was a bit low.

“Sarry…”

Daesha opened her eyes when she heard the boy’s voice, it sounded deeper though. More mature. She blinked a few times and felt slimy tentacles wrap around her ankles, then her wrists, waist and neck!

“No!” She screamed in fear and suddenly felt her ‘soul’ leave her body. It was only then that she looked down, realizing she wasn’t the one entwined in those terrifying tendrils that burned her flesh. It was a cute ‘little boy’. At least Asmodeus looked significantly younger, even though only a few months had passed.

“Sarry, I love you…” He whispered to himself softly as those tentacles reached up, wrapping around his groin, eventually engulfing his entire body. So that all she could see was a pulsating, coiling, inhuman flesh.

The purple girl frowned and gagged a little from the stench. But then she was shrouded in dark mist. It swirled around her, filling her with fear once more.

“No, I… I can’t let the Dark Side control me!”

She grit her teeth and knelt down, putting her hands on her knees and whispering, “There is no emotion, there is peace.”

*Boom~!* The whole world seemed to rumble and shake. Even with her eyes closed in the dream, she could still ‘see’ flashes of the scenery around her!

“General! What should we do! We’re surrounded!”

“General Kalia!”

“I-I don’t know…”

“General, do we break out through the south or wait for reinforcements?!”

The soldier didn’t shout because of anxiety, but simply because the sounds of blaster fire and explosions were simply too loud to ‘speak’ over. Those battle-hardened warriors were different from the frightened young woman.

“Master Kikha should arrive with reinforcements soon-”

*Boom~!* The world shook again and the vision ended. Changing to another scene.

“Where-” She looked around in confusion at the darkness, breathing a sigh of relief as she continued whispering, “There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.”

“Should I try to save the Jedi?” That boy’s voice entered her ears again. She looked over and saw him again, but this time he was a lot more mature. Not just that, he was about a foot taller. Yet there was a huge red-skinned, athletic naked woman who was riding on his waist and pressing her black claws into his powerful chest. Daesha couldn’t help blushing a bit of dark-purple on her cheeks as she couldn’t help feeling a little… Strange.

“It should be a while though… Ugh. Sometimes I wish I couldn’t ‘see the future’, hahaha~! I know I can change things and probably already have, but will the future I create be any better than the fucked up shit that’s gonna happen if I do nothing?”

“The future?” Daesha frowned as she floated closer or perhaps the ‘scene’ appeared closer to her face. That tight crimson ass lifted up and down in front of her eyes, distracting her mind a bit. Then she noticed the tentacles emerging from that slobbering slit, wrapping around his huge cock and balls. At least compared to her ‘tiny’ face, the two of them seemed pretty large.

“From my experience… Even if the world ends, life becomes harder. But it goes on. Survival is most important. Other creatures are only trying to survive in their own way. Eat or be eaten. This is the way.”

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Chapter 26: The Abyss
“Mmmn~! Breed me~!”

White and clear juices splashed out onto the girl’s light-purple face as she was in a daze! A bit got into her mouth and the taste was… Surprisingly not that bad.

“Wait, what am I doing?!” Daesha realized that one of her lekku was wrapped around the base of that big red shaft and the other was plunged deep into that crimson anus, being massaged by dozens of tiny tentacles!

“Aaah~!” She couldn’t help moaning once the sensations finally hit her confused brain. Then she looked down and realized that her hairless mound was pressing up against a writhing lump of flesh.

“Sarry~!”

“Deus!”

The two of them didn’t even seem to notice she was there. Daesha trembled and moaned as her head was pushed down by that heavy, firm ass, then lifted up again. She couldn’t pull her head tail out of that tight anus, even if she used her hands. As for the Force… In this situation, where the hell was the Force?

“Stop… This, this is wrong.”

She wasn’t talking to them, but to herself. Because she was the one spying and even trying to ‘join’ their intimate relationship without their consent. No matter what, it definitely wasn’t the Jedi Way. At least not any Jedi Way she had heard about before!

“There is no passion, there is serenity!” She shouted anxiously and her face smacked into the cold, hard, metal floor. Breathing a sigh of relief, she lifted her head up and saw the naked boy again. This time he was floating dozens of meters above a terrifying, gaping maw. With fangs that were larger than his entire body. At the center was a tightly closed ‘sphincter’ of sorts.

“If you stare too close at the abyss, you’re gonna get some cum in your eye.” He opened his golden eyes and smirked at the girl who was suddenly floating cross-legged in front of him.

“What?” Daesha reached up and blushed even harder, then covered her chest with her slimy lekku, “You!”

“I what? Was having a wet dream and you decided to interrupt me?” Asmodeus chuckled and shook his head, that long black hair was whipping around behind his back because of the wind.

“That… I’m sorry, I didn’t, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“Probably puberty, if I had to guess.”

He shrugged, looking up and down at her fairly mature body. She was relatively young for sure, but it was unlikely that she would actually grow any taller. With the training and lifestyle of a Jedi, it’s a little hard to gain too much weight. Especially for a Twi’lek. It actually takes quite a bit of ‘effort’ for them to get fat, which on their home planet of Ryloth is a sign of nobility and wealth.

“You’re horny. It’s natural. It’s not like Jedi take a vow of chastity. Doesn’t that one dude have like ten wives and a hundred kids?”

“Master Mundi only has four wives and that he was given special permission by the Jedi Council! His people have a really low birth rate…”

“Isn’t he ‘on’ the Council? Heheh~!” Asmodeus smirked, “But hey, what the fuck do I care? I’m not a Jedi in the first place. I don’t think I’m even a citizen of the Republic? I’m probably not a citizen anywhere.”

“I’m sorry…” The ‘little girl’ looked guilty again, then she calmed down and asked, “Wait, you… I saw a vision earlier. You said the Jedi were in danger? How? Why? I also saw a battlefield… I think…”

“You shouldn’t look into the future. Super depressing. Plenty of fucked up shit happening right now that you can’t do anything about. No point stressing yourself out.”

He snickered at her adorable pouting face, especially since she still had some of his cum on her lips and cute little nose, “Information is dangerous, Daesha. The Jedi have a lot of fucked up problems-”

“Hey!”

“But if there’s one thing you guys are right about, it’s that you shouldn’t make important decisions based on emotion, rather than logic. Trust in the Force. It’s probably gonna fuck you in the ass, but anal feels pretty good. Hahaha~!”

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Chapter 27: Infohazard

“There is not dea-”

“Stop.” Asmodeus chuckled and raised his right hand, “Seriously. Don’t go there. You don’t wanna see that shit.”

“But-”

“I’m serious. There are things you really just don’t wanna know. Knowledge that’s so fucking dangerous that just thinking about it could throw you balls deep into the Dark Side. Or worse, maybe you’ll draw the attention of some goddamn eldritch horror out there… It’s way too early for that shit.”

He couldn’t help thinking about Mortis, where a cute family of ‘four’ lives. Though the step-mother might be in jail. Who knows whether she has some tendrils still lurking outside? Thinking about that pretty ‘smile’ and all those tentacles, Asmodeus couldn’t help wondering if maybe she was a distant relative of Sarry…

“Anyway, even if you probably won’t remember most of this shit when you wake up, I’m afraid you might manage to lock some scary secrets away in your Lekku. Maybe it’ll slowly corrupt you over time? Kinda scary to think about really.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t think I’ll forget much of this ‘experience’…” She looked down at his throbbing erection and frowned, especially when she saw his annoying smirking face!

“You can look if you wanna look. I don’t mind.” Asmodeus glanced down at her plump breasts. Those two long tentacles draped over them, blocking her hard dark-purple nipples. Those saucer-shaped areolae were still somewhat visible as the Lekku twitched. That belly was softer and flatter than the muscular abs of Sarry’s imaginary Sith appearance, but she was still in excellent shape. She reached down and covered her hairless pussy. It was an innie, so aside from her tiny clit, it was more like a puffy slit. The labia on the sides were mostly hidden and even if they weren’t, they were still very tiny.

“Don’t look…” Daesha bit her lower lip and got distracted by those abs, then those hairless red pecs and finally that handsome, somewhat immature face. Especially those golden eyes…

“It’s just a horny dream. It’s not a big deal.” Asmodeus snickered as his dick shook a bit from arousal. Then he looked into her big green eyes, “If it makes you feel better… I probably won’t remember this when I wake up. At least not so vividly. Just some normal dream about a beautiful Jedi girl I just met.”

“Don’t you feel ashamed? What about Sarry? Isn’t she your lover?” She looked back down and saw his hand slowly massaging his throbbing shaft. She couldn’t help swallowing nervously. Then those Lekku writhed a bit more, rubbing against her hard nipples and revealing them occasionally for the horny boy to see.

“Sarry won’t mind.” He shrugged and started jerking off more seriously, as she moved her hands away. Then slowly moved her left hand back, pressing against the sides of her tiny hood. Revealing the little blue bead inside. It contrasted with the dark-violet around it. She shivered a bit as the dry wind blew across her clit and seemed to suck the moisture out of her slobbering purple pussy.

“I don’t get jealous when she eats people. She doesn’t care if I have a few more lovers.”

“I can’t… The Jedi can’t have ‘lovers’. We’re not supposed to have attachments like that… It’s dangerous. Mmmn…” She moaned as she started rubbing her clit slowly in a circular motion with the tips of her index and middle finger. The two of their bodies slowly approached each other mid-air, until their knees were touching.

“Of course attachments are dangerous. They’re like anchors that can drag you down into the abyss… But Dae, sometimes you wanna cut the rope to protect yourself from being dragged down, only to realize that ‘you’ were the anchor all along.”

Asmodeus reached with his left hand and gently ran his fingers down her sensitive left tendril, causing the girl to spasm and moan even harder. She reached out with her free right hand and placed her palm on his hard abs, moving down until her wrist touched the tip of his cock, getting a little wet. He held his dick by the base and it throbbed harder as that delicate, smooth hand carefully yet awkwardly fondled it.

“When you’re swimming in the Force all day, you sometimes forget to open your fucking eyes and look around. Are you really just swimming or are you drowning? Sometimes you need to come up for air. You’ll realize that life is a lot more amazing when you’re actually able to enjoy it.”

“Aaaanh~!” She couldn’t help screaming a bit from the pleasure as he licked and sucked on the tip of her lek!

Well, he had a lot of experience by this point. Asmodeus noticed that compared to Sarry, these head-tails weren’t slimy or covered in mucus. Not only that, but they were much more slender and smooth. Sometimes he had to worry about his girlfriend accidentally using one of the ‘spiky’ kind or the rougher, lumpier ones. The tentacles that go outside were also really dry and unpleasant.

“Sorry… I’ve never done this before.” She blushed again after having an orgasm, watching him continue to lick and suck on her lek while quivering from the sensation. Even though she stopped rubbing her clit to give herself a rest, she couldn’t help feeling even wetter than before.

“Just don’t think about it.” The boy gave her a smirk and licked up from the tip of her tendril, all the way to her ear nub, kissing it gently. His left hand was massaging her breast and the right was reaching down. She reached out and grabbed his cock with both hands, one jerking near the base and the other was using some fingers to feel around the head. Occasionally her hands bumped into each other.

“I’ll try. Mmmn~!” She felt another incredible wave of pleasure as he kissed her lips and started rubbing her clit with his thumb. The slimy opening was also penetrated by two fingers very effortlessly. He was a little surprised at how easy it was, but then realized that this was just a dream. Looking into those pretty green eyes that opened again, he started tongue wrestling more seriously and she also began jerking him off much more furiously.

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Chapter 28: Nautolan Biology

“Aaaah~!”

A loud scream rang out in the cockpit and those big-black eyes widened as she instantly snapped out of a deep sleep! Kikha grabbed the hilt on the dashboard to her left and sat up, looking over at her Padawan in concern… Then she sighed dramatically.

The brat was laying on her back, one Lek was in her mouth and the other was wrapped around her breast through the two layers of Padawan tunics. One hand reached up under her shirt to squeeze her tit and the other was down her pants, rubbing furiously!

“Teenagers…” Kikha chuckled and shook her head, putting her weapon back down. She laid back and tried to ignore the pungent pheromones and scents picked up by her fourteen trestles, but she quickly noticed another problem.

“Dank farrik.” She ‘cursed’ as the woman looked down at the clear puddle around her crotch and ass. It wasn’t from arousal. She simply pissed herself. Even after growing up on Coruscant all those years, it was really hard for a Species that naturally lived in the ocean to fight against their instincts. Even for a Jedi Knight. For that matter, Nautolans were lucky that they even evolved bladders or rectums, since it was totally unnecessary for most aquatic creatures.

“At least it’s not as bad as last time…”

Even Kikha felt embarrassed when she thought about her first trip with the Youngling she picked up back then. The two of them had to piss and shit in cups for a whole six day journey through Hyperspace! The stench was unbearable, even for her… But at that time, the little girl didn’t think too much about it. After all, she was a literal slave before then. Even if she was ‘too young’ to personally experience a lot of things, life was still unbearable compared to the Jedi Temple.

“Annnh~!” She took another glance at her silly Padawan and then used the Force to ‘water bend’ her piss into a ball. She could wash off the seat later, but first she had to hurry over to the bathroom to avoid shitting herself as well.

“Hmm…” The moment the door opened, a thick, musky scent entered her nostrils and more importantly, was picked up by her wiggling tendrils! She looked over and saw a throbbing red cock at first glance. That boy was laying on his back, with his arms across his abdomen, breathing evenly. As if he was just having a normal, peaceful dream. Even his facial expression was blank, but she did notice his eyes moving rapidly beneath those crimson lids.

“Teenagers.” Kikha chuckled again as the door closed behind her, then headed to the bathroom with the swirling piss ball floating above her left hand. Dumping it in the toilet, she took her soaked bikini bottom off and tossed it in the shower casually. Then she looked at herself in the mirror as the bathroom door closed automatically.

Those tentacles were long and juicy compared to before. Most were dangling around behind her back, but four of them were wigging across her small chest. She wasn’t completely flat, but after taking off that thin white cloth, those perky breasts looked tiny compared to her height. She had long, slender legs, an extremely skinny waist, with slightly wider hips and a perky butt that matched her tits. Those dark-blue nipples were like tiny mosquito bites, but at least she felt luckier than the ones of her kind who were just ‘smooth’.

Kikha looked down at her somewhat bloated belly and smiled wryly, “Maybe it’s that time again…”

Nautolans are amphibians, just like frogs. In other words, they lay eggs, hatch and grow like tadpoles, eventually becoming humanoid at around 2 years old. They could breathe underwater, but not through external gills. They would just breathe the same way they would on land. A truly remarkable Species… And one that’s barely ever talked about within the Canon of Star Wars. Just like so many other amazing Races that are left on the sidelines, while a bunch of ‘good’ humans end up fighting a bunch of ‘bad’ humans and ultimately determine the fate of the entire Galaxy. Over and over again throughout the ages.

“I’m a little sticky.” She reached down and touched that slimy, discrete-looking slit. Although she was incredibly sensitive, there was no real ‘humanoid’ vulva for the most part. She lacked a clitoris and labia.

Spreading her ‘thin lips’ open, she looked inside and revealed a urethra near the top, with a slimy, sticky reddish-pink hole underneath. It clashed quite a bit with the color of her light-blue skin, but it also had to do with the fact that her blood was red. At least on the inside, she was pinkish-red through most of her body. Even the inside of her mouth and tongue.

“Probably not ready yet.”

She sat down and relieved herself. It didn’t take long before she flushed the simple metal toilet and started taking a shower. Those soaked panties needed to be washed with soap as well, but it wasn’t that big of a deal. She was never that worried about cleanliness personally. Only used to the disciplined Jedi lifestyle of not being a total fucking slob.

The cold water ran across her smooth skin as she smiled, enjoying the sensation. She even drank some of the water, refreshing her somewhat dry mouth. With her eyes closed, she ‘saw’ that boy again.

Asmodeus was sleeping peacefully on the couch. The Force guided her towards his throbbing cock. She was tempted to reach out and grasp it… But restrained her darker impulses. Regardless of ‘age’, the Jedi or even the Republic in general had pretty strict rules and laws regarding rape. Even if she could ‘feel’ and smell that he desired her to release his discomfort, she didn’t fall prey to her emotions.

“There’s nothing wrong with watching though…”

She murmured as those slender nailless fingers slid down her smooth belly and thrust inside of her slimy slit. In and out, over and over, as she imagined sitting on his handsome face. Using her tendrils to penetrate that tight ass as she gagged on his dick!

Opening her mouth, she couldn’t help letting out a soft moan, as she watched creamy white juices squirting up into her ‘face’! She stuck out her pink tongue as she fingered herself harder. Two of her trestles thrust down her throat from the sides of her mouth, as she gagged and choked a bit.

“Yes…”

She whispered while watching his cum splattered across his rippling abs and sliding down his pulsating cock. Down to his hairless balls that scrunched up a bit and then relaxed, but he didn’t become soft. Instead, he seemed ready to spurt out another load!

“More… Almost… Mmmmn~!”

Finally, as she watched him cum again, she managed to spurt out a ‘load’ of her own. A bunch of squishy blue eggs squirted onto the shower floor, down her thighs and and all over her feet. She orgasmed again and a second load of caviar-like eggs sprayed everywhere! Clogging up the drain of the shower as she quivered and collapsed on to her knees, breathing heavily, not bothered by the cold water at all.

“I’m such a schutta… What the hell is wrong with me?”

That post-nut clarity hit pretty hard and she was finally able to think a little more clearly. Then the shower stopped. Not because she turned it off, but because they ran out of water.

“E chu ta!”

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Chapter 29: The Way of The Sarlacc

In the morning, all three of them were sitting around in the middle of the floor. There was a special area with a black background and a white Jedi Meditation circle etched into it. The two girls were kneeling with their hands on their lower thighs, heads down and eyes closed, breathing as calmly and steadily as they could. Both were wearing their Jedi Robes, minus the extra brown cloaks. Their lightsabers rested on the ground in front of their knees.

Asmodeus wore the same simple outfit from yesterday, breathing in the pungent scent of sweat and other ‘juices’ from the two Jedi. Trying not to get a boner as he sat there cross-legged and smiled wryly. He saw the cute Twi’lek blushing dark-purple, while those long, slimy Nautolan tendrils were also writhing anxiously. However the two of them didn’t say anything since everyone woke up.

Nobody mentioned how he was sleeping naked on the couch, covered in sticky cum. He also didn’t complain about how the two girls somehow managed to use up all the damn water in the ship, so he had to ‘use the Force’ to clean himself off. Thankfully he didn’t have belly or pubic hair, or things would have been a lot more tedious.

“So…”

He looked around awkwardly and back at the two girls. Then he picked up his black hilt and floated it around in the air like a helicopter out of boredom.

“Do you guys wanna have a lightsaber fight?”

“Does your ancient Sith artifact even have a training setting?” Those big black eyes opened and looked at the handsome boy, “If necessary, I can let you borrow mine. You can practice with Daesha.”

“Master?” The Twi’lek girl opened her green eyes and couldn’t even look at the boy directly, glaring at the beautiful woman instead.

“Pretty sure it’s just called ‘Torture’. But just in case, I should probably borrow yours.” Asmodeus casually tossed his black hilt over and caught the white one with the same right hand. He hopped up easily and started stretching his arms, back, neck and legs. Looking at the pouting girl who only glanced at his gorgeous golden eyes for a moment before looking back down towards the meditation circle on the floor.

“This should be obvious, but I have zero training with a lightsaber. For that matter, I’ve never even used a vibroblade for anything aside from cutting food up. Lightsabers really aren’t that great for the culinary arts…”

“Don’t worry, Asmodeus.” The tall Nautolan woman chuckled and stepped back, explaining as she watched the two ‘teenagers’ take up stances.

“Form-1. The oldest and rudimentary form of lightsaber combat. Also known as Shii-Cho: The Way of the Sarlacc.”

“Does it involve tentacles?” Asmodeus glanced over the two women. Both of those Lekku were dangling around behind Daesha’s back. On the other hand, there were two in front and twelve behind for Kikha.

“No one really knows that much about the origins of the Determination Form, only that it’s considered the first Form ever created and the oldest Form currently in use. Although it might be somewhat simplistic, Form-1 is still very popular today for that very reason.”

Daesha held the hilt with both hands, the humming green beam extending straight up towards the ceiling. She kept the hilt in front of her left hip and finally looked up at those pretty golden eyes with seriousness and ‘determination’. Asmodeus didn’t really understand, but he just copied her actions, except in front of his right side.

*Shhht~! Tssst~!* The two blades clashed as Daesha made the first move! The boy simply relied on the Force and his superhuman reflexes to parry the attack. But then Daesha moved back, walking around to the left slowly, maintaining a defensive stance as she waited for him to attack…

“Is it my turn? I don’t really get how this works? Is it like a turn-based game?”

“Pft-haha~! Eh-hem… Sorry, Master.” The girl blushed again, feeling embarrassed and rushed forward again, hacking, slashing, thrusting and swiping rapidly!

“Oh fuck! Fuck~! Shit~! Ow! Owww~!”

Of course, no matter how powerful Asmodeus’ instincts were, he still got smacked in the face, neck and left hip, feeling like he was hit by a baseball bat wrapped in electrified barbed wire! Normally Jedi would wear special clothing when using training sabers that would block some of the damage, but he was just wearing normal clothes. Every strike that landed was similar to a mild taser, plus some blunt ‘Force’ trauma. Thankfully his own personal masochistic training often involved Sith Lightning, which hurts… Much, much worse.

“Form-1 doesn’t involve any fancy acrobatics or Force techniques, but it is still very effective in a duel between Masters. When dealing with a fully powered lightsaber, it only takes one moment. One brief mistake…”

“And you’re fucked?” He snickered and shrugged his aching shoulders, “Don’t worry. It’s just a training saber. As long as you don’t shove it up my ass or poke my eyes out, I should be fine. Feel free to beat me as much as you want! Hahaha~!”

Daesha coughed a few times, “Ehm, uh, yes… I’ll… I’ll try my best.”

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Chapter 30: Sex Ed

“Haah… Haaah… Haah…” Daesha panted from exhaustion, “Your… Your endurance is… Commendable.”

“Phew~! I know, right? Hahaha~!” Asmodeus put his hands on his hips and smirked. His shirt was tossed onto the couch a while ago, so he was proudly revealing his sculpted abs, arms, pecs, everything above the belt that barely held his baggy gray pants up.

“Everyday I would run around inside of Sarry’s belly. She’s only a hundred meters or so, but I swear she’s bigger on the fucking inside. Hahaha~! Then I started going a lot harder. Running around in the hot suns, push ups, chin ups, everything I could think of in order to get in the best damn shape of my life!”

“You’re only a teenager. What’s the ‘best shape of your life’?” Kikha chuckled softly and walked forward, using a wave of her hand to ‘suck’ the sweat from his body into a swirling orb above her palm.

“Your pheromones are so strong. Are you a Zeltron? Or perhaps you have some Zeltron blood?”

“Maybe?” Asmodeus shrugged his slightly burnt shoulders, as he watched the tall woman use one of those long tentacles to poke inside of that small sweat ball, “Can you tell if I’m a Zeltron by doing that?”

“No.” She smirked, then seemed to absorb the liquid into her tendril, “I was just a little curious. Sorry if my behavior might be… Inappropriate.”

“You can rub your noodles on me directly. I don’t mind. I’m used to it, haha~!”

“Master!” Daesha looked over in shock as Kikha really did take a few steps forward and bend down a bit, reaching out with those tendrils… Rubbing them across his chest, neck, face, even sliding down his abs a bit.

“Eh-hem… I apologize if I’ve made you uncomfortable.” Kikha moved back quickly and tried to calm her breathing a bit.

“Nah, I’m not uncomfortable at all. Your tentacles feel really good. A little colder than I expected, but they feel great after a workout.”

“I’m uncomfortable!” The purple girl complained, as she glared at her Master.

“Daesha, you must not let your emotions control you.” Kikha smiled wryly, “Jealousy and possessiveness are both very dangerous-”

“Why would I be jealous or possessive?!” Daesha retorted, then started breathing heavily again, still not completely recovered from the long sparring session earlier.

“Dae…” Those big obsidian eyes blinked at the Twi’lek, who started blushing and looking away, “Maybe it’s my fault for never teaching you about the lizard-gulls and the sandmoths.”

“The what now?” Asmodeus raised an eyebrow, before snickering at the girl who covered her face with her hands and turned her back to them completely. Those Lekku writhed around nearly down to her waist.

“Sexual education.” Kikha chuckled and waved her hand as she casually explained, “Since the Jedi Order is so diverse, there are some issues in regards to various Species-specific topics. Humans often train humans, when possible, because they know more about the ‘human’ condition. Nautolan Jedi are fairly rare, so my Master couldn’t teach me a lot of things… Fortunately, one does not actually need to be Force Sensitive to become a Jedi. There are actually many positions, such as teachers and custodians of knowledge.”

“The old ‘Those who can’t do, teach’ trope. Gotcha.” He nodded and snickered, “Hey, maybe I could get a job as the Interspecies Sex Ed Teacher for the Jedi? Hahaha~!”

“Teachers aren’t allowed to have improper relationships with their students.”

“Well what’s the fun in that?” Asmodeus shrugged, “I was just kidding anyway. Aside from Sarry, I’ve never actually had sex with anyone before.”

Daesha turned around and looked at his golden eyes, then saw him wink at her! She frowned, then turned to her Master and asked, “Are you okay? Is it a Nautolan issue that’s making you so… Strange?”

“It’s nothing strange. Different Species have different mating habits and biological functions.” Kikha sighed and shook her head, with her hands together behind her back, “Every so often, we release a clutch of unfertilized eggs. This is just my time of the year. Nothing too complicated. It shall pass shortly, as it always does. I’ve just never been trapped in a small starship with anyone else during this time of… Weakness.”

“Master… I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”

Asmodeus smirked, “That’s pretty hot, not gonna lie.”

“You!”

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Chapter 31: Tentacle Girls
“Sonic showers feel kinda useless. I might as well just use the Force.”

Later that ‘night’, when Daesha had already gone to sleep after a long day of training, Asmodeus was still wide away. He just tried a so-called ‘sonic shower’ for the first time and still felt kind of dirty. It’s a little ironic, since he spent the past few months of his life in a Sarlacc’s stomachs and bowels.

“I agree.” The bathroom door opened up and a tall, skinny blue figure appeared, wearing nothing but a loose piece of white cloth around her chest, and a dangerously short brown skirt. She casually sat down to the left of him on the comfortable couch.

“My trestles are already drying out again.”

“They do look a little lifeless.” Asmodeus reached out and touched a slightly shriveled gray-ish blue tendril, “Want me to help you ‘fix’ that?”

“Yes.” She gave a very simple, yet affirmative response. Then moved closer to the naked boy. Yes, he was sleeping nude again. But Kikha obviously didn’t mind at all.

“I want… Your moisture.”

“Feel free to suck me dry-mmn~!”

Kikha pressed her lips against his, as those tendrils wrapped around his neck and some reached down his chest. One hand reached down and grasped his balls, while the other grabbed his shaft and started caressing it slowly as it rapidly hardened. Soon, she pushed him down onto his back. Not with her hands or tendrils, but purely wielding the Force. No gestures were necessary.

“I hope you still have some energy left from training all day.”

“Trust me, that wasn’t ‘all day’ for me.”

As she knelt down with her blue ass up in the air, she pressed her face between his legs. Asmdeus was able to see that beautiful ‘alien’ looking up at him with those huge black eyes, his cock rubbing against her small nose and forehead. Two slightly dry tentacles reached down like long bangs and slithered up from his pubic bone to his abs. She sniffed and sucked on his balls as two more tendrils reached down and started squeezing his shaft. The tip of one kept wiggling around his urethra, trying to ‘lap up’ any liquids that oozed out.

He looked down her back and saw those perky cheeks revealed beneath the bunched up skirt, abusing the Force so that he could ‘see’ more clearly. That dark-blue slit was flaring open with the pinkish-red meat covered in sticky blue goo, while her anus was almost perfectly round and incredibly small. It puckered tighter and loosened occasionally, revealing the soft pink flesh that was soaked in clear slime.

Asmodeus reached down and put his hands through her ‘hair’, feeling the slimy grayish-blue trestles slither around his fingers and on his palms. Kikha moaned as she lowered her face even farther, spitting out his testicles and licking down his taint…

“What is it about tentacle-girls and rimjobs?”

“I can stop-”

“I’m not complaining, heheh~!”

*Rumble~!* The whole ship suddenly shook violently and the two of them were thrown off the couch!

*Beeep~! Beep~! Beep~!* A deafening alarm rang out, waking up the poor Padawan who just started to sleep and interrupted the Nautolan Mating Ritual that the horny bastard was about to enjoy.

“Son of a bitch!”

“E chu ta!”

The two of them cursed as they got up unsteadily. The ship was rocking and shaking. It took a few seconds for Kikha to remove her tangled up tendrils from Asmodeus’ engorged genitals. Fortunately Sith Purebloods are much stronger than humans, or maybe he would’ve ended his ‘bloodline’ then and there.

“Master! We’re under attack!” Daesha’s anxious voice came from the intercom as the metal door to the cockpit opened to the sides, revealing the chaotic scenery outside. There were large and small asteroids everywhere! Green and blue beams shot past, some of which actually managed to demolish large asteroids in a single blow!

“Master!”

“You must remain calm, Young Padawan.” Breathing out a sigh of frustration, the Jedi Knight pulled down her short white skirt a bit and walked into the cockpit, sitting down on the pilot’s chair to the left. There were also two chairs in the back of the cockpit, so the naked boy quickly sat down behind Daesha and the door closed behind him.

“Sorry, Master, but the situation is really bad!”

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Chapter 32: Hyperspace
“Who the fuck is it?! Bounty Hunters?!”

Asmodeus reached back and grabbed the simple brown tunic, along with a pair of clean gray pants. Some Jedi Robes and a brown cloak flew into Kikha’s hand at the same time. The two of them looked at each other for a moment, before turning back to the chaotic scene before them.

“That’s what I thought at first, but look!” Daesha didn’t have the presence of mind to notice anything strange about the two of them, because she was too busy jerking the steering wheel around. Trying to dodge and avoid all the random turbo-blaster bolts that flew around!

“Is that… A Trade Federation Fleet? They’re under attack by pirates.”

A bunch of ships that looked like spheres surrounded by almost complete rings were being attacked by a bunch of miscellaneous pirate vessels. Although the Trade Federation Fleet was much larger and more powerful, the pirates weren’t trying to completely defeat the other side. They boarded one of the ships already, while a bunch of fighters were having a dogfight not far away.

“Is that weird? We’re in the Kellux System…” There was a big planet in the distance, with a bright yellow star shining behind it.

“So it has nothing to do with us?” Asmodeus snickered, “Let’s just get the fuck outta here before we get shot!”

“I’m trying! Master!”

“Calm yourself.” Kikha took control over the ship from her own steering wheel and easily weaved through the web of deadly turbolasers.

“Hmmm, do you feel that?” Asmodeus smirked as he gazed off behind one of those big ships. It was hidden in the darkness, but he could still sense something out there. He saw two glowing yellow irises with blood red around the edges!

“Engaging Hyperdrive…”

“Master! This is an asteroid field! And we’re too close to the planet!”

“May the Force be with us.”

“Hahahahaha~! Let’s goooo~!”

The deathrays and flying chunks of rock seemed to vanish instantly! There were countless white lights that seemed to be flying all around them, then with a horrifying high-pitched noise, it all swirled together into a nebulous blue-white tunnel of light!

“Hahaha~! We didn’t die!”

“Yet!” Daesha retorted and anxiously looked at a simple screen that displayed a bunch of complicated data in a language that Asmodeus couldn’t hope to understand or comprehend.

“Master…”

“Trust in the Force…” Kikha closed her eyes and kept her right hand on the silver lever, shaking slightly as the ship rumbled and hummed.

“Master!”

“What’s happening?” Asmodeus looked around in confusion and then felt a strangely horrifying sensation wash over him!

‘Death!’ His mind went blank for a moment and he reached forward with his right hand, placing the left on Daesha’s shoulder as he stood up in the cockpit!

“Now!” Kikha opened her eyes and pulled back with one hand. It only took an instant for them to leave Hyperspace, then she used her other hand to tilt the wheel as the alarms blared!

“Aaaaaah~! Fuuuuck~!”

“Aaaah!”

Asmodeus and Daesha screamed at the same time. They managed to avoid crashing into a random asteroid in the space between star systems, but then something much smaller appeared! Asmodeus pushed with all of his strength and just barely managed to yeet a B-1 Battle Droid out of their way! Such a small object normally wouldn’t be difficult to move, but he only had a split second and it was incredibly far away…

*Boom~!* The ship shook violently again, this time red lights were shining on the dashboard and a hologram of the ship was displayed from one device. Showing the tip of the left wing that had a huge hole ripped off of it!

“No!” Daesha trembled and looked over at her scowling Master, “We’re…”

“Phew…” Kikha sighed and closed her eyes again, as a loud explosion rang out and the whole wing was blasted off! The engines shut off and the alarms finally stopped once she manually disengaged everything.

Asmodeus looked at the crying Padawan and the silent Jedi Knight, then looked back out the window at the dark void…

“I’m guessing that’s ‘not’ a good thing, right?”

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Chapter 33: Hope

In the space between stars, it’s not that there’s ‘nothing’. There are asteroids, rogue planets and other random space trash. For example, derelict ships.

“So what you’re saying is that we’re royally fucked?”

“Our situation is certainly… Not very optimistic.”

“We’re dead.” Daesha sighed and leaned her head back, not caring whether her Lekku were getting smooshed against the back of her skull.

“I mean, we aren’t dead ‘yet’. We still have like… Life support systems, right?”

“Yes. For now.” The Nautolan woman checked some holographic and 2d displays, “Our Hyperdrive is down, so are the shields, and the engines…”

“Except minimal life support, we don’t have anything.” Daesha grumbled, looking over at that handsome tomato boy, “Why are you still smiling in this situation?”

“I might not be a ‘Jedi’, but I can still use the Force, okay? And the Force is telling me we’re gonna be fine. Just gotta come up with a-”

“I have a plan.” Kikha spoke while looking over at the two of them with a wry smile on her dark-blue lips.

“Awesome! Hahaha~! Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Swim.”

“Huh?”

“Master?”

The two teenagers were confused, for good reason.

Kikha looked out the window again and pointed towards some shining wreckage floating around in the distance, “We’re going to swim. Using the Force, we’ll swim through this ocean of debris. Hopefully we can find parts to repair the ship or maybe even a working shuttle of some sort. Anything.”

“Can’t we just release an emergency signal or call your friends for help?” Asmodeus couldn’t help asking.

“Comms are down.” Daesha explained with another sigh, “Well… I guess it’s better than just waiting to die.”

“We don’t have comms, but the Force is always with us.” Kikha smiled again as she looked at the two ‘children’ she picked up on Tatooine. One was her Padawan for many years and the other was a handsome boy with immense potential. For a moment, she couldn’t help but remember a certain ‘prophecy’... Something about a ‘Chosen One’, meant to bring balance to the Force? Anyway, she never really cared about ancient Prophecies in the first place.

“Before anything else, we need to make sure the ship won’t suddenly explode on us. I know you’re both exhausted, but we have a lot of work to do before we can sleep.”

“Yes, Master!”

“I’m not that tired, but I also have no idea how to help. Just tell me what to do and use me like a manual laborer, I guess.”

Rather than putting the ship back together, he would have an easier time learning how to teleport using the Force. Fortunately, he really didn’t have to use his brain too much. The lounge was a little messy and the bathroom was a disaster, but for the most part, everything was ‘intact’. The other wing was also fine. The engines weren’t completely wrecked and even the Hyperdrive wasn’t broken into pieces. The most important parts of the ship were still fine, the issue was mainly with random circuitry and other nonsense.

The wings kept a lot of fuel and other important stuff, so losing one was a pretty huge deal. Especially such a catastrophic failure. However, it wasn’t the end of the world. Just a lot of work.

“Here.” In the hallway beyond the lounge was a small sealed area, the airlock. Inside of there, they actually had five simple EVA Suits. When Kikha left, she obviously picked out ones that would fit herself and her Padawan. Thankfully, they were pretty baggy and stretchy, so it was easy to have one of the simple brown and white space suits fit Asmodeus’ body.

“Holy shit! We’re going outside?! Hahahaha~! This is so badass!”

“I’ve never been on a space walk either.” Daesha blushed as she helped the naked boy put on his space suit, then she took off her own clothes… Unfortunately, Asmodeus ignored the two naked women and walked over to the airlock, looking outside the small window into space with a smirk on his lips.

“By the way, what are we actually supposed to do out there?”

“We need to make sure that the damage is contained and then start repairing that damage as quickly as possible. Don’t worry, ‘Deus’, your only job is to protect us. Make sure that we don’t get hit by debris. The ship is also unshielded. The outer plating is normally strong enough to withstand a lot, but now…”

“Gotcha. This is fucking awesome! Hahaha~!”

Once the two of them were suited up, the air was vented from the room and sucked back into the ship. Obviously they wouldn’t waste it. Also, if they opened an airlock with air inside, it would launch them out into the void. Not that big of a deal for a Jedi with a jetpack, but still unnecessary.

The door opened to the sides and Asmodeus floated out into space… He felt a little constrained. Compared to on a planet with life, especially completely naked, the Force wasn’t quite as smooth. But it wasn’t completely cut off. He floated around freely without needing to waste fuel. So did the two Jedi.

“Holy shit!” He quickly raised his right hand and a piece of metal the size of his own thumb was deflected off to the side a bit. It must have been traveling thousands of meters per second! And that piece of metal was traveling fairly slowly!

There were entire Battle Droids and other shit that zoomed past so fast he couldn’t even react! The Force just told him not to move over there ahead of time. Fortunately, he wasn’t the only one with precognitive abilities. Both Kikha and Daesha managed to avoid being turned into sieves by tiny pieces of metal or other space junk. However, the ship wasn’t so lucky. Every minute or so, at least one piece of tiny metal struck somewhere.

“In retrospect, it would’ve been safer if we just stayed in that chaotic battlefield.”

“Maybe.” Kikha looked at the two of them, then at Asmodeus through the clear bubble-like glass helmet, “The Force was telling me to escape. You saw something… Someone.”

“Kinda-sorta. It’s probably just Darth Maul.”

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Chapter 34: Self-Fulfilling Prophecy
“Darth Maul?” Daesha asked in confusion, “Is that a famous Bounty Hunter?”

“Darth…” Unlike her Padawan, Kikha obviously realized the seriousness of the situation the moment she heard that ancient word: “Dark Lord… Of the Sith?”

“I mean, a Dark Lord is like a Jedi Master. I think. The Dark Lord of the Sith is the title for the leader of the Sith, maybe. I’ll be honest, I don’t really know that much. Sarry ate that Sith bitch like thousands of years ago.”

“How is it possible that there are still ‘Sith’ left?” Kikha frowned, “More importantly, who is that Darth Maul? Did you hear about him from the Sarlacc?”

“Of course not.” Asmodeus snickered and shook his head within the glass helmet, “Just good old fashioned Force Visions. Anyway, it’s kinda debatable whether he’s really as strong as a real Jedi Master. I think the three of us could’ve killed him if it was a ‘duel’, but if he’s got a fancy ship with guns and stealth, while we’re stuck in this thing… Probably best that we fucked off while we had the chance.”

“Deus…” Daesha looked at the boy and the Lekku wrapped around her neck tightened a bit, “Do you remember the dream we… Shared?”

“The wet dream?”

“Not that part!”

Kikha looked back and forth between the two of them, then waved her hand to move a giant hunk of metal that was approaching slowly. Making it pass over their heads instead.

Daesha calmed down a bit and explained to her Master, “I had a vision the other night. A long and vivid dream… I saw glimpses of the future. Maybe, just memories hidden in Asmodeus’ mind. But he warned me-”

“Oh yeah! I remember now.” He nodded and told her with a serious expression, “You don’t wanna fucking know the future. Trust me. It’ll just piss you off and make you sad. Both are not great for the whole Jedi thing.”

“The only prophecies that come true are the self-fulfilling kind.” Kikha sighed, “Trust in the Force. Don’t be deceived by your fear and anxiety. We will overcome this challenge. When we return to Coruscant, we can let the Council worry about such things. It’s far above our capabilities or understanding to deal with the return of the Sith.”

“I see… Sorry, Master.”

“You two are so cute.” Asmodeus smirked and used his magnetic boots to walk over towards the edge of the broken wing, “So how the fuck do we ‘fix’ this shit?”

Looking down, the three of them could see that very little of the actual wing still remained. There were only a few wires and pieces of metal jutting out, even a few leaky plastic pipes and sparking circuitry. Nothing was ‘on fire’ though, at least on the outside. With the Force, they could also see the inside, but so could the diagnostic systems.

“These kinds of problems are the reason that most people like to keep a few Droids around.” Daesha smiled wryly and looked up at the debris floating around them, which included quite a few seemingly fully functional Droids. They were all shut-off or out of power though.

“That’s a great idea! Let’s just grab a bunch of Droids and have them fix the ship for us!”

“That’s… Overly optimistic, Deus.” The Jedi Knight reached out and pulled down a B-1 Battle Droid. It was tan, with skinny limbs, a bulky chest and a somewhat long head. Almost as if they had a smooth featureless snout or trunk. The design was fairly simple and they could be folded up or unfolded easily.

“These particular Droids are cheaply made and only programmed for the most rudimentary combat roles. They even require input from a central command system… They’re not very useful in the current circumstances. And those… Other Battle Droids. They are far more dangerous. Even if they can function, I wouldn’t dare to power them up in this situation. They might self-destruct or attack the ship.”

“I guess that’s true.” Asmodeus shrugged, “Oh well! Let’s get to work!”

Thus, he began his career as a mindless Force Drone.

“Help me move that, yes, thank you.”

“Deus, I need help over here. Wait, be careful!”

“Look out! Phew… Thanks.”

“Deus, can you go inside and bring out some tools?”

“Hey, we need to take a break, so can you stay out here and make sure nothing hits what we just finished fixing? Thanks.”

He started to regret bragging about his endurance earlier…

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Chapter 35: Jedi Problems

“By the way, how much does a ship like this cost? Are you guys gonna go into debt because of this shit?”

“We don’t ‘own’ ships. The Jedi Order receives funding from the Republic. There are people in the finance department who handle such mundane tasks.”

As Daesha fiddled with a circuit board using a high-tech soldering iron, wearing a somewhat simple protective face shield, she casually explained: “It might sound silly, but I think it makes sense. The Jedi shouldn’t have to worry about ‘belongings’ or money. The more we care about such things, the easier it is to fall into darker emotions… And deeds.”

“So what you’re saying is that no matter what happens to the ship, you guys don’t have to worry about it?”

“It’s not like we crash starships on every random mission or trip away from the Temple…”

“Yeah… So how many times ‘have’ you guys left the Temple for missions?”

“Well… This was my first time.” It was impossible for him to see her blush behind that mask, but he could still ‘feel’ her embarrassment pretty easily. Plus, her head tails were giving away her inner thoughts. He looked down those Lekku and couldn’t help staring at her ass. She was wearing a yellow jumpsuit and brown leather jacket with some metal pauldrons. It was a relatively normal-looking outfit for a pilot or an engineer around the Galaxy. Asmodeus was wearing something similar, just without the visor to protect his face. He wasn’t looking at the blinding light like an idiot though.

“What about Kikha?”

“She… Probably won’t be able to leave Coruscant again until she becomes a Jedi Master.”

“Aren’t there only a handful of those?”

“It’s… More like twenty handfuls.” Daesha couldn’t help giggling a bit, “Even if she doesn’t become a Master, as long as she waits a few years, they should let her go out on missions again. There’s always something that needs to be done and there are never enough Jedi to be everywhere at once.”

“Makes sense.” He nodded, still staring at her ass that fit tightly in that orange jumpsuit…

“Deus, about that dream.” She stopped soldering for a moment and lifted her welding mask up. When she turned around, his golden eyes quickly met with her pretty green irises… She was stunned for a moment, then snapped out of it.

“Ummm, I’ve had time to think recently… Reflect upon my actions… I’m sorry for taking advantage of you like that. It was wrong and I would understand if you felt uncomfortable because of what I did to you… I was in a very ‘dark’ place.”

“I mean, yeah, you did kinda mind-rape me outta nowhere.” Asmodeus snickered and spread his hands as the girl pouted, “But you’re lucky I’m a pretty horny bastard. I’m just gonna take a wild guess and say that Jedi aren’t supposed to do that kinda shit.”

“Of course we aren’t supposed to invade other people’s privacy and spy on their deepest thoughts or secrets…” She looked at his smirking face and sighed, “I would have apologized sooner, but I was too embarrassed to talk about it. And we were too busy.”

Over the past few days, they were all far too stressed out and exhausted to do much of anything but emergency repairs on the ship or prevent their work from being ruined. Taking shifts to eat, sleep, meditate, et cetera. Only recently were they able to relax a bit more because the shields were up and running again. Deflecting the small and large objects away for the most part.

Compared to ‘energy attacks’, physical impacts seem to be less useful in destroying shields, otherwise why wouldn’t everyone be using rail guns? Then again, it could also be due to the fact that physical weapons require a lot more space for ammunition. Even a lot of blasters tend to use gasses which can be expended, but generally they take up a lot less space than bullets. Overheating is the more serious issue most of the time.

“Well, I forgive you.” Asmodeus snickered and leaned forward, kissing the startled girl lightly on her dark-purple lips. Using the Force to not accidentally bump his head into her metal mask that was sticking out awkwardly above her forehead.

“You…” Daesha licked her lips unconsciously and asked, “What… Where do we, go from here?”

“We can go wherever we want, right?” He leaned forward and placed his hands on her hips through the thick material of her jumpsuit. Unlike her hands that had protective brown gloves, his were free to reach around behind her back and make intimate close contact with those smooth, squishy long head tails.

“Mmmn~!” She couldn’t help moaning as her legs trembled. Then she backed up into the workbench sticking out of the wall, not far from the bathroom door. Kikha was sleeping in the cockpit, so it was just the two of them alone…

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Chapter 36: Control
“Deus…” She whispered as he took off her visor and tossed it onto the table, then pressed his against hers again. This time it wasn’t just a brief peck, but his pink tongue started wrestling with her blue one. Those Lekku slithered inside his orange sleeves and coiled around his wrists tightly, pulling his hands to the back of her smooth, somewhat squishy violet scalp.

‘Dae.’ Asmodeus spoke directly into her mind. She opened her eyes and stared into his for a moment, before closing them again and reaching down with her hands. The zipper above his groin moved down on its own and a soft, delicate hand grasped a throbbing hard shaft. Of course, her other hand reached down inside of her own fly and started rubbing her creamy blue slit.

‘You really like to take control.’

“Master always tells me to control my emotions, mmmn~!”

Before she could say anything else, his tongue was back inside her mouth. Even though his hands were still entangled on the back of her head, she felt as if they were actually inside of her jumpsuit, squeezing her cheeks tightly. Those dexterous fingers were massaging the back of her skull to the base of her Lekku. Her hips moved forward unconsciously and she pulled his cock out of that orange fly, grabbing it with both hands and jerking it frantically.

With her eyes closed, she could ‘see’ what looked like an extra pair of muscular, crimson arms. They matched his skin-tone, so she didn’t think too much at first. Then she couldn’t help remembering the color of that evil, crimson lightsaber… Before she could think any further, her mind went blank. One hand reached down from behind, effortlessly passing through her jumpsuit and rubbing those electrifying fingers down her tailbone, sliding between her crack and finally pressing against her puckering anus gently. Teasing it slowly, yet making her remember the sensation of her training saber…

“Ammmmn~!” She moaned and trembled as his other glowing hand reached inside of her fly, ‘zapping’ her clit the moment it got close! Daesha’s whole body spasmed and she squeezed his cock so hard that even Asmodeus winced a little. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and started jerking him off again.

He also tried not to accidentally release any sparks, as he used the Force to carefully massage her tiny blue bead. It was much easier for the force to act on the outside of the body, than the inside. Just as a general rule of thumb. Not that it couldn’t, but that it was much more dangerous and difficult to control.

‘How far do you wanna go?’ Asmodeus pushed forward and she guided his cock up against her slobbering entrance. For a moment, she hesitated, finally pushing it down a bit as her juices coated the top of his shaft. Those thick thighs pressed together and his head slid between her clenched cheeks, rubbing past her ‘winking’ anus.

“I’m… I don’t think I’m ready for that. Sorry.” Daesha separated her mouth from his while breathing heavily. She still managed to maintain some semblance of clarity and composure. Then the top of her jumpsuit became unfastened from the front, revealing her bulging purple breasts. Without thinking too much, he kept rubbing, squeezing and ‘jerking’ the base of her Lekku, while he lowered his head to suck and lick on her left dark-purple nipple.

“Why does it feel like… You’ve been with a Twi’lek before?”

‘I have… Practice. Sarry likes roleplay.’

Of course, he didn’t say ‘I fucked your mother’. Truthfully, Sarry didn’t actually like taking the form of her previous snacks. Her favorite form was the Sith Pureblood ‘Original Character’ she created based on her little lover.

“I’m gonna cum soon…”

“Me too, aaah~!” She grabbed his ass and squeezed it tightly as she thrust her hips forward, he also moved forward and backward rapidly. A few times, his tip pushed inside her pussy a little bit, but popped out and slid down again because of the angle. Cruising past her short, slimy taint, his head was ‘kissed’ by her opening and closing anus, then squeezed tightly between her sweaty, creamy cheeks.

Asmodeus grabbed her Lekku a bit harder and she squirted all over his crotch. Drenching both of their groins and getting the orange jumpsuits particularly wet. Of course, he wasn’t any better. The first spurt sprayed out from between her cheeks, a bit even got sucked up into her gaping anus for a moment, before being pushed out again.

Then as he pulled back, his dick was soaked by her pussy as her spurted again. She was so wet that his dick slid up inside of her spasming slit a little bit. Continuing to spray a third blast of creamy white baby batter as those tight walls gripped his head, almost refusing to let it escape. However, her legs went limp and her vagina also unclenched, allowing him to pull back and push forward again. Thrusting across her taint once more and because she spread her legs a bit, that gaping anus was poked and prodded a few times, even being penetrated a little, with a final clump of cum shooting up inside.

“Slow… Slow down, stop… I… I can’t…” Unfortunately, the stimulation was a bit too much for the inexperienced Padawan.

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Chapter 37: Determination

“Oops…” It was only then that she noticed her soaked and slimy pants, well, both of their clothes were drenched from the waist down. Not only that, but she also realized that Asmodeus was still rock hard and his cock was throbbing as he pulled it back out of her pants.

“Don’t worry, we can just use the Force to clean it up.”

“I’m not sure if we’re supposed to use the Force for ‘everything’.” Daesha chuckled and watched as the boy easily copied her Master’s trick of gathering their combined juices into a swirling ball above his right hand. It was quite a lot. Even though he might have missed a few spots, their clothes were actually dried out for the most part.

“I’m always amazed at how… ‘Easily’ the Force flows through you. Maybe your Species is just naturally very attuned to the Force?”

“Definitely.” Asmodeus snickered and nodded, then pulled over a glass from across the room and dumped their juices inside. Casually sending it safely back to where he found it.

“You’re still… Aroused?” Daesha looked down at his throbbing cock which was still a little slimy. As if by instinct, she couldn’t help but reach out to touch it again.

“Maybe it’s because of Sarry or it could be my Species, but I usually cum at least ten times a day. I’ve been holding myself back a lot lately.”

“I… I know how you feel.” She giggled and suddenly knelt down on the metal floor. As if she was about to start meditating. With her eyes closed and her hands on her knees, she let out a long sigh and asked, “I’ll try my best to… Satisfy you.”

“Thanks. I can satisfy you too, ya know?”

“You already have.” Daesha smirked and those Lekku finally untangled from his wrists. The left coiled around the base of his cock and balls, squeezing tightly, while the other wrapped his shaft, sliding up and down. The inside of her opened mouth was a vibrant blue, compared to her light-purple skin and dark-purple lips. As for her white, human-like ‘flat’ teeth, it wasn’t that odd. Some Twi’leks sharpen their teeth, others flatten them for various reasons, but just like in humans, teeth generally vary greatly from person to person.

“It tastes so salty. But a little sweet.”

“Sweat, cum and pussy juice..”

She blushed as she listened to his voice, then started licking the tip of his cock as her Lek jerked him faster. Those thick lips soon engulfed his head and kissed the side of her tentacle once per second. Daesha licked and swallowed some of her excess saliva, mixed with those slimy juices.

Eventually she couldn’t help opening her eyes to look up at that handsome face. His fiery gaze made her start to feel even wetter than she already was… The embarrassment turned into even more arousal. Sucking and licking was surprisingly ‘natural’ for her, as if she had done it countless times before.

“I’m sure you’ve had a lot of practice, huh?” Asmodeus chuckled as he reached down, caressing the top of her head. She trembled as he massaged the base of her tails once again. They were a little oversensitive from earlier. It was only then that she seemed to ‘feel’ his throbbing cock and engorged balls being gripped by those same sensitive Lekku.

“Mmmmn~!”

He gripped her head and the bases of those tails at the same time, thrusting forward deeper into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She coughed a bit, so he stopped. But then she pushed her head forward on her own, enjoying that uncomfortable sensation.

“I’m gonna cum again.” Asmodeus warned her as his precum had already leaked down onto her tongue. Then at the same time that she pushed her face against her Lekku, burying her nose in his fly, a powerful load squirted down her throat. She used her Jedi reflexes to swallow it quickly and avoid choking.

He tried to pull back because he felt a little sensitive, but she reached up with her hands and grabbed his ass. Locking his cock in her mouth as her tongue swirled around. Those tendrils squeezed tighter as she sucked harder.

“Hmmm…” Even Asmodeus moaned a bit as his balls were being into the cute Twi’lek girl’s mouth, “Fuck…”

She kept sucking and jerking, not giving him a chance to rest or recover. The tentacle around his balls slid down between his widened thighs, just like he had done earlier. Gliding under his taint and between his cheeks, except they were much more maneuverable.

“Don’t be afraid. I can take it, hahah~! Mmmn~! Fuck~!”

As his prostate was roughly massaged, he couldn’t get soft even if he wanted to anymore. Daesha didn’t want to ‘think’ anymore. She just reached down and started rubbing her clit with her right hand, using the glob of cum that leaked from her pussy as lube. The other hand was squeezing her own breast and pinching her hard nipple. She felt a warning from the Force and also noticed his throbbing shaft and bulging urethra underneath, the inside of his ass was also tightening and clenching on her sensitive Lek.

Asmodeus didn’t even warn her this time. She kept licking as some cum squirted out from her lips, pushing her head forward and backward, she swallowed everything she could. Then she licked her lips and even licked the jizz off the Lek that was still jerking him off as his legs trembled a bit.

“Tell me when to stop.”

“Don’t worry about ‘me’. Because I’ll never be ‘finished’, hahah~! But thanks, you’re amazing.”

“We’ll see about that…” Just like her favorite lightsaber form, she grasped his cock with ‘Determination’. Using both hands, while her Lek slid up inside his fly, reaching those abs.

“I’m a Jedi. We never give up hope.”

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Chapter 38: Dehydration

Kikha opened her big black eyes and stared up at the distant stars. She also saw the huge, broken Trade Federation ship looming behind some even larger asteroids. They were extremely lucky, but also very unfortunate.

Since most of the Trade Federation Fleet was automated with Droids, there really weren’t that many living supplies onboard. Even with such an enormous vessel and countless tinier wrecks, it was rare to find water or food. The positive side was that there would definitely be parts that they could use to repair the ship. Either inside of that giant wreck or floating around in this asteroid field.

“Deus…” Hearing her Padawan whisper, she turned over and smiled wryly. The girl had a smile on her slightly swollen lips. Those cheeks and jaws also ached quite a bit. She was wearing a brown cloak with nothing underneath, revealing one of those large purple breasts that fell out of the front as she laid on her side.

‘So thirsty…’ A dark voice whispered into the back Kikha’s mind as her tentacles reached out towards the girl. She could feel and smell Asmodeus’ juices on her lips, down her chin, little droplets on those sweaty breasts, her belly, even that cute little blue slit… Kikha’s dark eyes blinked and she shook her head, calming herself down again.

“I’m so dehydrated.” Kikha didn’t even wet herself this time. She had a surging migraine and wobbled as she stood up with a hand on a console nearby. Then she opened the door and that familiar, delicious scent crashed into her face once more!

“Phew~!” She breathed a long sigh and looked over at the boy who was sleeping on his side. His red cock was actually flaccid, though it was still a little sticky-looking. Obviously he was naked again. He was always naked when he slept.

‘Eat him.’

“Jedi use their powers to defend and to protect, never to attack others… Jedi respect life, in any form…”

She muttered as she walked closer. Those dry lips were a little cracked, her tentacles could barely even move. She was wearing a white loin cloth and a thin piece of white cloth over her breasts. As long as someone looked up from a slight angle, it was easy to see those tiny nipples and perky tits.

“Jedi… Serve others… Rather than ruling over them…” Kikha knelt down next to the couch and breathed in that powerful stench, almost salivating if it wasn’t for how dry her mouth felt. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked up the tiny puddle of cum that dripped from the tip of his cock earlier.

“For the good of the Galaxy…”

In her mouth were short and sharp fang-like teeth! Those grayish-blue tentacles stretched out desperately and wrapped around behind his ass, across his abs and underneath his balls, squeezing between his closed legs.

“I can’t…”

‘Drink!’

“No… I… Shouldn’t…”

‘Survive!’

“I won’t give in… To the Dark Side.”

She finally pulled her face away from that exhausted cock and struggled to force her tentacles away from Asmodeus’ delicious asshole. Breathing heavily as she noticed something. Sniffing, she knelt down in front of the workbench. The metal was covered in a thin layer of slime… A lot of vaginal discharge, plenty of sweat, countless unfortunate Sith sperm cells on the verge of death.

‘Drink.’

She didn’t hesitate this time. Pressing her thirsty tentacles against the ground, along with her face. Kikha licked like her life depended on it. Because it really did. They were rationing food and water, but everyone needed a different amount of food and water to survive. A lot of the bathroom’s water was actually in the wing that was lost, otherwise they could’ve just filtered it. No, if it came down to it, both her and Asmodeus were definitely able to ‘filter’ it themselves.

Unfortunately, a lot of the moisture from the cum had already evaporated. It took her a few minutes to finally lift her head up and notice something. She walked over to the kitchen area on the other side of the room, sniffing and waving her tentacle hair around, “More…”

Inside the refrigerator there were containers of soda and other juices. Along with some meat, vegetables and other random foods. They stored enough for a few weeks. But only for 2 people. Even in an emergency, they never expected things to become ‘this’ bad and still survive.

“Deus…” As soon as she saw the glass of pungent juices in the refrigerator, she couldn’t help smiling. Pulling out the cold goopy juice, she had no qualms about quickly guzzling it down. After she finished, she couldn’t help sighing. Noticing that the jar filled with blue caviar was half-empty. She took out another empty glass from the refrigerator. It still stank of her own familiar scent.

“We will survive. The Force is with us.”

As she said that with a serious expression, she took off her panties and crouched down a bit. Those somewhat ‘dry’ lips spread open as she held the cup as steadily as she could. The pure, clear juices sprayed out hard at first, then only dribbled a bit. Her urethra flared a few times and she strained a bit, but eventually spurted out a little more special sauce.

“If Obi-wan ever finds out about this, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

She chuckled to herself and stored the piss back in the refrigerator. Thankfully Sith Purebloods, Nautolans and Twi’leks have very different renal systems. At least different enough that if necessary, they can make the most out of what little water they have left.

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Chapter 39: Lucrehulk

Twi’leks are from a desert planet called Ryloth, which is even farther towards the edge of the Galaxy than Tatooine. The Sith Homeworld of Korriban is somewhat similar, just in a different part of the Outer Ring. On the other hand, Nautolans are from the ocean planet Glee Anselm.

It wasn’t too hard to understand why Daesha and Asmodeus were totally fine without much water for long periods of time, while Kikha was struggling to survive, even though they hadn’t actually run out of supplies yet. Unfortunately, this meant that the Jedi Knight was almost completely out of commission within a week.

Kikha spent most of her time meditating or sleeping in order to conserve her strength. Unable to help Daesha deal with the repairs. Asmodeus was also mainly responsible for ‘moving’ the ship slowly through space. He sat cross-legged in the middle of the Jedi Meditation Circle and reached out with his mind. Their goal was that huge Trade Federation Ship. But it was incredibly far away.

Occasionally Daesha would put on a space suit and go out to collect some parts, since Asmodeus had no idea what anything did in the first place. It was a waste of time and effort to assign him such a complicated task.

The size of a Trade Federation Battleship is about three kilometers in diameter. It consisted of a partially broken ring, with the hole at the front, and a big sphere near the center. A long, cylindrical ‘neck’ connected the bulkiest section of the ring to the central control ball in the middle.

“It’s a shame it’s so fucked up. A ship that size would definitely be able to carry Sarry around.”

“If the vessel wasn’t so damaged, they would never simply leave it here. Eventually, scavengers will arrive… Or maybe the Trade Federation themselves will come to salvage the wreck?”

Daesha sighed and knelt down behind him in her oil-stained Jedi Robes. Staring at his muscular crimson back, she couldn’t help but reach out to have a feel. Her purple hands were dirty, but neither of them really cared at this point.

“I got the comms working. But… There’s some kind of signal jammer, maybe more than one.”

“That’s not surprising. It’d be too easy if we could just call for help, right? Heh~!”

Purple arcs rippled across his arms as he breathed out calmly. The whole ship shook and trembled as it was pulled or pushed forward. The shaking was familiar to everyone by now though.

“Are you… Angry?” Daesha frowned as she felt that familiar emotion, “You might not be a Jedi, but you still shouldn’t give in to the Dark Side.”

“The Dark Side has its benefits.” He reached forward with both hands and slowly opened those glowing golden eyes, “Don’t copy me though. This Universe is fucked up enough as it is… I don’t wanna see my wife turning into an emo crackhead psycho-”

“We’re not… I’m not your wife!” Daesha retorted, “We’re just friends. Don’t make things more complicated than they already are!”

“Jedi aren’t supposed to have attachments or possessions, but in ‘my’ religion, attachments are everything. They’re the most important thing. Love is even more important than life.” He smirked, feeling those soft, oily hands still caressing his back. It was a little itchy and gross, but he still felt the power coursing through that touch. He felt dozens of soft, squishy tendrils wrapping his body and soul.

“The Jedi can still ‘love’, but… It’s different.” She frowned because the darkness radiating from that crimson body was so palpable, so… Tempting. Daesha knew that as long as she ‘gave in’, she would also become more powerful. Much stronger than her weak, dying master… Then she felt fear, pulling her hand away and backing up onto her ass.

“This power is too dangerous. Deus, we still have time. You don’t have to do this!”

“Yeah, ‘we’ have plenty of fucking time! But Kikha doesn’t!” The air got thicker and the lights flickered. Arcs of purple lightning whipped around in the air, but refused to leave too far away from his body as the boy floated cross-legged.

“E chu ta! You’re going to kill us all right now!”

Daesha jumped up and reached out, struggling to keep that lightning under control! Even with all that noise and chaos, Kikha still hadn’t opened the cockpit door… She didn’t even wake up.

“I trust you! Hahaha~! And I trust the fucking Force! No matter what, I’ve always been pretty lucky! Come on! Almost there! Almost-Oh wait, oh shit! Hey! Slow down! Fuuuck~!”

*Booom~! Rumble~!* The shields almost failed and the whole ship creaked loudly. His head smacked into the metal ceiling and then he slid ‘down’, as a bunch of glasses rattled or broke in the refrigerator and cabinets. Fortunately they were all empty by now.

“What happened?!” Daesha was able to prevent herself from face planting onto the ground or smacking into any of the walls, but she couldn’t ‘see’ outside. It wasn’t until the two of them opened the metal cockpit door that they were able to see past the dried-up naked squid-girl on the window, who was staring at them listlessly.

“We’re here! Hahaha! We made it! We’re gonna survive!”

Asmodeus ran inside and peeled the ridiculously light, slightly sticky woman off the window, holding her gently in his muscular arms. Daesha quickly sat down at the controls and checked to make sure nothing was seriously damaged.

“Thank the Force! The shields are still barely intact!” Then she looked up and asked, “Is this… Are we ‘inside’?”

The Lucrehulk-class Battleship was so massive that thousands of fighters and hundreds of thousands of Battle Droids could be housed. It had a cargo capacity of 5 million tons, but usually there was only a crew of about 150 to 350 actual living people on board. Of course, if they were lucky, some of that ‘cargo’ would include food, water or other crucial supplies.

Asmodeus hugged the cold, trembling Nautolan girl against his chest and smiled, “Yep, we came inside!”

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Chapter 40: Inside

“Why is it so big?”

That was the first thing that came to mind when Asmodeus stepped out of the airlock and looked ‘up’. There was very little gravity and no atmosphere within the broken vessel. At least not where they parked. However, their boots could stick to the ground if necessary. The landing equipment of the T-6 was also similar. They were parked inside of a docking bay that was mostly sealed, so they could give the shields a rest for a while and save a lot of power.

Obviously Kikha didn’t come with them. She was barely even conscious now. If they didn’t work fast, she might not make it. No matter how strong her will as a Jedi Knight, she couldn’t ignore her own physiology completely.

“I don’t know. Isn’t this just normal for cargo ships and capital ships?” Daesha spent most of her time studying the Force and the Jedi Way. She just barely knew enough to fix a few parts of the T-6 Shuttle.

“Anyway, let’s hurry up. Master won’t last long. We need to find the crew quarters or the cargo holds. I think the crew quarters are more reliable though.”

“Probably in the giant ball.” Asmodeus floated over to the nearest gigantic window and pointed at the colossal sphere outside, “Do you think it’s better to go around the inside or the outside?”

“I’m not sure.” She shook her head inside the glass dome, then looked at the datapad attached to the back of her left wrist like a giant watch on her space suit, “We only have eight hours before we run out of air. That’s if we aren’t doing any strenuous activities.”

“It only takes a few minutes to reach the ball if we just fly over. But I don’t know whether our lightsabers can cut through the outer hull. It looks kind of intact? I don’t know. You’re the expert. I’m just a fucking newbie!”

“Let’s go the long way just in case. I’m also a little worried about whether there are any automated defenses…” Daesha explained to the confused boy, “If there are automated defenses on the inside, it’ll be geared towards ‘people’ or humanoid droids. But on the outside…”

“Gotcha. Don’t wanna get hit with a fucking turboblaster meant to destroy starships! Hahaha~!”

“Come on. Be careful and don’t let your guard down.” Instead of walking, Daesha kicked off the metal ground and held her silver-white lightsaber hilt in her right glove as she floated forward rapidly.

“I’ll try not to fuck shit up. Unintentionally.” Asmodeus had a blaster in his right hand and black hilt in the left. Floating quickly after his ‘wife’, carefully observing the thousands of droids scattered around the wide-open hangar bay. Some of the giant land vehicles were still magnetically locked to the ground, but all the B-1s were either curled up in a ball or looked like they were flailing around before shutting down helplessly. There weren’t any fighters or transports in this particular hangar bay. Though it’s also possible that they escaped before or after the capital ship was destroyed.

“I wonder what happened to them? Pirates?”

“Probably not.” Daesha shook her head and looked around after landing on the ground again. She pulled a wire out of her left wrist and plugged it into the control panel for a relatively normal-sized metal door. It only took a few seconds of her fiddling with the datapad on her wrist before the doors opened.

“That’s so fucking hot.”

She looked back at him in confusion, “What’re you talking about?”

“I’m saying that you’re really amazing.” Asmodeus smirked and gave her a thumbs up with his left hand, then the lightsaber slipped out of his hand and started floating away. So he quickly caught it.

“Pft-haha~!” The Twi’lek shook her head and smiled, “There’s barely even any encryption here. I’m just using the Force to guess the passcode. You could do it too if you tried.”

“I can’t even read and write. How would I know what I’m looking at? I’d just rip the door open or cut it apart with a lightsaber.”

“Please don’t.” She rolled her big green eyes and started walking through the relatively narrow corridor cautiously, “Keep in mind that we’re trying ‘not’ to set off any alarms or defenses. It’s also a waste of power to use a lightsaber to cut open a bulkhead door. It’s not impossible, just unnecessary most of the time. Usually only a last resort.”

“Yes, Master~!”

“I’m not your Master.”

“That’s not what you said last night, hahaha~!”

“Deus!”

The two of them were chattering casually across open comms. Unaware of the danger lurking up ahead… And all around them.

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Chapter 41: Mynock

“There’s something living in here.” Asmodeus noticed the ‘disturbance in the Force’ pretty quickly and easily. They felt ‘big’ and dangerous.

“What kinda monsters can survive in a vacuum?”

“Maybe it’s a Mynock swarm?” Daesha couldn’t sense anything. At most she felt a looming danger. However, she didn’t know where that danger was coming from or in what form.

“Mynocks can survive in space and often live on asteroids, waiting for starships to fly by and become their food. But how many Mynocks would it take to bring down a ship this huge?”

As they walked down the corridor, a big toothy mouth suddenly shot out of a broken metal door! There was no sound like in the movies or shows. Just a flash of green light as the face of that strange bat-like creature was vaporized! Even after its head was blown off, the two of them still had to jump out of the way to either side to avoid the long, slender body that crashed into the wall.

It had big brown wings about 2 meters wide, a carapace-covered torso and a long slender tail, which had a spiked barb on the end. The tail whipped around almost hitting the two of them, even after its death. Because of the absence of gravity, every twitch of the carcase sent it flying around randomly through the relatively narrow hallway!

“Shit!”

“Great!”

The two of them had different reactions. Asmodeus was annoyed as he used his crimson lightsaber to slice off the wings and tail in three swift motions. Meanwhile, Daesha reached out with the Force and captured the twitching torso of the beast.

“Don’t you know what this means?”

“There’s a lot of these fuckers we gotta deal with before we can find those supplies?”

“No! It means we don’t even need to look for food or water anymore! We have Mynocks!”

Asmodeus grabbed a squirming tail in his right hand after holstering the blaster on his hip, “Are you sure this thing is edible? If fucking survives in space. It eats starships for fuck’s sake!”

“Of course it’s edible! Mynock tastes delicious! Come on, we need to bring this back to the ship! They have plenty of water in their bodies, so this is exactly what my Master needs to survive!”

“Okay then.” The boy shrugged his shoulders and used the Force to pull along the wings, while the tail was still held in his right hand.

“By the way, since they suck the power from starships, doesn’t that mean we’re in danger?”

“That’s another reason why we have to hurry back to the ship!”

Of course, their plot-armor wasn’t quite ‘that’ bad. At the very least, the Force didn’t seem to want them dead. So in the brief few minutes that they left, their ship was still perfectly intact. They even made sure to close the door behind them, to prevent other Mynocks from coming out and making trouble.

“We should move the ship somewhere a little less exposed… But for now, the most important thing is food. I’m starving.”

Daesha brought the giant squirming torso inside the ship without thinking too much about it. However, Asmodeus was a little more thoughtful, “Are you sure these things don’t have any crazy dangerous viruses or release deadly chemicals? Maybe we shouldn’t take it inside without scanning anything.”

“Scanning them, how?” She looked at him like he was an idiot, “Besides that, Mynocks are silicone-based lifeforms. Even if they had viruses, it wouldn’t be something that would affect us.”

“And you’re a hundred percent sure we can eat a fucking silicone-based lifeform?” The more he heard, the more dubious it sounded. But the girl seemed pretty sure of herself, so he trusted his ‘second wife’ and brought the squirmy wings/tail into the airlock. The two of them barely even fit inside with the chopped up creature.

*Tsshhhhh~!* The airlock filled up with air and the two of them started taking off their gear very familiarly. It was difficult if they only used their hands, but the Force was overpowered in terms of convenience. At least when it isn’t being nerfed for plot reasons.

“It kinda smells like motor-oil.” Asmodeus sniffed the green blood that was leaking out of the missing head as he held the hard torso of the beast with both hands, “It even feels like it’s made out of rubber, rock and metal. Is there some special trick to make this thing edible?”

“I have no idea. I’ve never cooked a Mynock before. I’ve only eaten them a few times…”

The two of them looked at the pile of monster parts that finally stopped squirming around so much. It could also be due to the gravity and atmosphere that made them quickly lose vitality…

“Don’t worry though!” Daesha smiled at the handsome boy and picked up a datapad on the kitchen counter, “Look! ‘5,000 Recipes From The Outer Rim!’ The Force is really with us like my Master said… Maybe she saw our current situation in a vision back then?”

“Back when?” Asmodeus walked over and looked at the confusing symbols he couldn’t understand, but at least there were also lots of pictures, since it was a cookbook.

“Back in Mos Espa. We met a cute little human boy who tricked my silly Master into buying a bunch of useless junk. But… Well, it wasn’t actually useless. If we didn’t have those parts, maybe we wouldn’t have survived this long. And this recipe book… Maybe…”

“Maybe ‘he’ was the one that knew we’d need them?” Asmodeus smirked as he saw the page she stopped at, which showed a bunch of pictures of the ugly monster, then some pictures of a four-armed alien chef preparing the meat. Draining the juices. Basically, it showed every step of how to prepare and cook the monster.

“Well… I have a feeling that we’ll be able to repay the favor one day. Heheh~! May the Force be with that little bastard!”

“Hehe~! Don’t be mean!” Daesha smiled and then sighed, “But I hope you’re right. I hope we can survive this and also that the boy can survive until we meet again. He was a slave, Deus…”

“So were you.”

“I’m alive because of Master Kikha.”

“Exactly.” Asmodeus winked at her and she widened her eyes, “Anyway, we’d better hurry up. The Force is a tricky schutta sometimes.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t insult the Force?”

“You’re right. I’m sorry Force, I love you, so please don’t murder us, okay?”

“Deus…” Daesha rolled her eyes and got back to reading the recipe seriously. Then she started instructing her illiterate partner on how to ‘prepare’ a gigantic Mynock feast!

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Chapter 42: The Force Is With Us

“The Force is with us.” Kikha smiled as she sipped from a large bowl of broth. A few of her tentacles were also enjoying a nice bath in some other bowls of soupy liquid. It wasn’t plain water, but it was the best they could get out of a Mynock.

“Hell yeah it is! Hahahah~!” Asmodeus on the other hand, was enjoying a huge rack of ribs that was almost as big as his own torso!

“I’m so glad you’re feeling better now, Master.” Daesha almost teared up as she ate small bites of her hunk of tail meat. They had plenty of seasonings left, but very few other ingredients, so there were limited options for them to choose from in terms of meals. Fortunately the Mynocks actually taste pretty good on their own.

“It might take me a few days to recover, but there shouldn’t be any lasting damage. In fact, Nautolans can usually survive quite a long time in a nearly desiccated state. You two didn’t need to worry so much. And… Deus…”

“Yeah, yeah, don’t fall to the Dark Side.” He shrugged, “You knew from the start that I was like this. I’m actually kinda surprised that you two were willing to let me stay with you at all. You had two days to kick me off the boat.”

“I thought stopping would be more dangerous than letting you stay. I was right.” Kikha chuckled, looked over at her blushing Padawan and sighed, “Besides… I thought you might be a good distraction for Daesha. And maybe my own hormones were clouding my judgment. But everything worked out in the end.”

“Master…” Daesha looked back and forth between the Nautolan’s grayish-blue face, then at the tomato-faced boy who had a mouth covered in Mynock juice.

“As soon as I’m done eating, I’ll move the ship.” Asmodeus looked over at the open cockpit door, where he could see out the window to the floating Droids outside.

“It’s not ‘the end’ yet. So don’t jinx it.”

“Indeed.” Kikha nodded calmly and continued drinking her broth slowly. The meal passed peacefully and relatively quietly. Even Asmodeus was abnormally silent.

He always felt like the other shoe was about to drop. He just didn’t know what kind of shoe, where it was, how heavy it was or whether it was dropping up or down in such a confusing environment.

The ship was lifted pretty easily. At least it was much easier to move the vessel when it was surrounded by ‘walls’ that he could latch onto with the Force. Without the electromagnetic ‘feet’ of the landing gear turned on, the ship was effectively weightless, so it was even easier to move than a small boulder on Tatooine.

“Help me build up a barrier. We’ll use these Droids and vehicles.”

Daesha instructed her ‘friend’ as she also reached out to move those scattered Droids en masse. There were thousands of them in this one hanger, so it was no problem to transform the poor bastards into a wall. The armored vehicles were a little trickier, but not all of them were stuck to the deck. There were still quite a few that could be manipulated easily enough.

“Just in case the gravity suddenly turns back on, we shouldn’t put anything too heavy on top of the ship.”

“Roger-roger!”

“What?”

“Nevermind.” Asmodeus snickered and shook his head, “You’ll get it eventually.”

“If you say so…” Daesha smiled wryly and continued assembling the make-shift camouflage/barrier. After that, she floated over to the ‘entrance’. It was basically just a big open hole in the side of the ship. Not from damage though. A lot of these Hangar Bays were designed with special force fields that would allow ships to pass through, without losing atmosphere. She frowned and eventually decided against trying to block off the whole giant chunk of wall somehow. It was also silly to turn on the force field again. That would only draw attention and waste what little power the ship might have left.

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“The ship is missing a lot of sections, but it does still have emergency power in a lot of places. Which is great, because it means we can access the ship’s mainframe through a higher-ranking terminal and hopefully find the parts we need.”

“Indeed. There is another option however.” The Nautolan woman’s face had returned to its healthy light-blue shade after only a few days of rest and recovery, “In such a large vessel, it would be natural to find at least a few undamaged ships capable of Hyperspace travel. The fact that emergency power still exists, means that the Mynock flock hasn’t been here for too long.”

“That’s true. So we need to work fast. If we can really find a ship or two, then we can finally go home!”

“Fuck! Stop doing that!” Asmodeus woke up from deep meditation to glare at the two stupid Jedi who were kneeling and chattering in front of him.

“Sorry for bothering you-”

“You’re not bothering me, Dae, I’m just afraid you’re gonna get us all killed! No more flags! Don’t talk about going home or getting married or everything working out in the end!”

“I trust in the Force, not superstition.” Kikha smiled at the silly boy and her tendrils wiggled around in jubilation, “My Master used to tell me, ‘What you say is what you get.’ It’s better to have a positive outlook on life. The Force is with us, as are ‘we’ with the Force.”

Unfortunately, her Master died after shouting, “We’re crashing!”

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Chapter 43: Jealousy

“There sure are a lot of these bastards, huh?”

Asmodeus reached out and slammed a huge Mynock into a thick silver bulkhead with a simple ‘Force Push’. Then he raised a blaster with his right hand and fired twice. Once in the head and once in the chest. Otherwise it would keep thrashing around and potentially even grow its head back!

“There’s no need to kill them.” On the other hand, Kikha stretched out her left hand and whispered, “Sleep.”

The angry monster really did fall into a coma within a few seconds. Then she casually pushed it off into a random room and closed the door behind it. Daesha tried to use the same method, but the beast ignored her ‘Jedi Mind Trick’ and whipped its tail forward, using that bladed tip like a spear!

In the end, she had to block with her lightsaber and sliced the tail down the middle. The beast roared in pain and anger. Though no sound could be heard due to the vacuum, the three of them could still ‘hear’ that noise.

“We don’t know how long we’ll be here. So if we don’t kill them, they’ll just wake up eventually and fuck with us again.” Asmodeus grabbed another creature with the Force and locked it in place. Then he shot off both wings, then the tail, leaving only the head and body behind.

“There, are you happy now?”

“Deus, I’m only trying to help you.” The Jedi Knight sighed dramatically and continued walking along. When she passed that wailing Mynock, she slashed it from its head to the center of its torso in order to put it out of its misery. Then continued leading the way ahead of the two ‘kids’. All three were wearing somewhat bulky space suits, but at least they did have some durasteel plating, which gave a decent amount of protection in case they were actually hit with anything.

“I don’t want you to lose yourself.”

“Aww~! I don’t wanna lose you either, Kikha~!” He smirked and looked over at the pouting purple girl, “What’s wrong? Jedi aren’t supposed to get jealous…”

“Deus…” Daesha glared at him, “I’m not jealous.”

“Control your emotions, Daesha.” Kikha looked back at her Padawan, then looked into those glowing golden eyes, “Deus, you also need to learn to control your jealousy and possessiveness. Jedi cannot marry under normal circumstances. It’s frowned upon to even form long-term romantic relationships.”

“I’m not a Jedi-”

“But ‘we’ are.” Daesha cut him off and sighed, “I’ll admit. I do like you a lot, Deus. I hope we can be friends for a long time. But… I won’t leave the Jedi Order to marry you.”

“I’m fine with being a long-term fuck-buddy.” Asmodeus snickered and raised his blaster, firing three times at the turret on the ceiling. Blasting it into scrap. Although they didn’t seem to react to the Mynocks, those turrets would lock onto the three of them. Either it was an automated defense… Or someone was still alive in the command sphere.

“I might be a little possessive though.”

“That’s the problem, Deus.” Kikha sighed and looked back at the boy again, “You want to possess us. The Jedi devote themselves to the Order and the Force. Romantic love can lead to fear of loss, anger and jealousy, which leads to the Dark Side.”

“I’m not a possession. Not anymore.” Daesha frowned and looked at him seriously, “Besides that… How would you feel if I was also sleeping with someone else?”

“Depends on who it was.” Asmodeus answered with a smirk, “Do you have anyone specific in mind?”

“Of course not. But that’s not the point.” She rolled her eyes, “The point is that I don’t want you to suffer because of my actions.”

“Then don’t fuck some random dude behind my back?” He raised a hairless eyebrow and turned to the chuckling blue girl, “I wouldn’t be jealous if it was you two fucking. But I’d probably be jealous if it was another guy.”

“Oh?” Kikha smirked and winked at the two of them with her giant black eye, “It’s not unheard of for a Master and Padawan to fall in love. Unfortunately, those relationships rarely have a happy ending.”

“That’s because they didn’t try hard enough.” Asmodeus grinned as Daesha unlocked the door ahead, opening it to reveal another huge Hangar Bay. This one only had a few B-1 Battle Droids and no land vehicles. Instead, there were hundreds of Variable Geometry Self-Propelled Battle Droids, which were also known as Vulture-class Droid Starfighters. They had no cockpit and their four ‘wings’ could actually be used like legs to walk on the ground. For whatever reason they might need to use that feature.

“Love ain’t always easy, but it’s also not that hard. You just gotta let it happen naturally. Whether you’re forcing two people together or apart, that’s when you have problems. It’s kinda like the Force, ironically. You don’t need to control it and it doesn’t have to control you. Just… Fuck it! Hahaha~!”

“Yes, very ‘wise’ words.” Kikha sighed and Daesha rolled her eyes. The three of them walked out into the hanger as the door closed behind them…

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Chapter 44: Droids

“These are just droids?”

Daesha frowned as she floated up beside the ‘cockpit’ of a brown Vulture Starfighter. It was actually just a big teardrop-shaped piece of armor with two lines down the front that were reflective black. However, it could be separated and lifted up away from the disk, so the actual ‘head’ was only half of the teardrop shape that was visible. The rest was part of the body. Then there were four limbs, those long, pointed ‘arms’ had twin blaster cannons, 2 energy torpedo launchers and a buzz droid missile launcher.

“What I don’t understand is why the Trade Federation has so many combat Droids on this ship? Is it really necessary? It’s as if they’re preparing for a war.” Kikha looked around at the Hangar Bay, which was just one of many and frowned.

“Ain’t that kinda obvious?” Asmodeus shrugged as he floated up into the middle of the gigantic open space, looking outside toward that sphere in the distance. There were no lights on in those many seemingly tiny windows, but he could still sense ‘something’ over there. He just wasn’t sure what it was yet… It just felt extremely dangerous.

“The war is inevitable.”

“What war? Against whom?” Kikha really couldn’t figure it out with her limited understanding of the tense political situation across the Galaxy at the moment.

In fact, even the Jedi Council didn’t want to believe it. Master Sifo-Dias saw the coming war and warned them, but their response was to kick him out. Not out of the Order, but out of the Council, though he died shortly afterwards through some tricks by Darth Tyranus, also known as Count Dooku.

“I remember…” Daesha looked up towards that figure floating high above them, “In one of my visions back then, I was a… A ‘general’? We were fighting against Droids! I think… I think I saw these Droids!”

“General? Under what circumstances would a Jedi become a General? And why would we be fighting against the Trade Federation Droids?”

“I don’t know.” The Padawan shook her head and floated down, looking over at those rows of Vulture Droids. She couldn’t help feeling a little scared. Not for herself in the moment, but for the future of the Galaxy.

“Are you asking me for spoilers? Or did you guys wanna find out for yourselves?” Asmodeus had a smug expression while looking down at the two beautiful women in bulky space suits. Then he saw those starfighters and said, “We should probably get the fuck outta here first, okay? These things might just be faking it. I don’t wanna find out whether a lightsaber can deflect their guns or not.”

“Deus is right. These Droids are incredibly dangerous to us… And to the Republic. We need to hurry back to the Temple and warn the Council.” Even though she didn’t ask him for ‘spoilers’, Kikha already had her suspicions. However, if they could find evidence within the command mainframe of this capital ship, then this little excursion would have a far greater significance than just helping her Padawan and rescuing a Force Sensitive boy.

They actually didn’t run into any other Mynocks as they traveled through the halls. Not that they didn’t exist, but that they just weren’t on the same level of the ship. The ring was somewhat cylindrical, with hangar bays only on the central-most areas. Yet there was a huge amount of space above and below, with many decks for storage of trade goods, munitions, et cetera. When they reached the bulkiest part of the ship, they finally saw more Mynocks. Because that’s where the main power supply, hyperdrives and engines would be located.

“Do you see those antennae?” Kikha looked down at the control panel that showed some system diagnostics, then up at the huge gaping hole in the side of the ship where an asteroid had ripped through. Outside, they could see the broken and bent signal towers, dishes and other important instruments.

“That’s the reason why these Droids are all inactive. Fortunately for us. Otherwise…”

“Yep, we’re fucking lucky as hell, hahaha~!” Asmodeus was still in a pretty good mood as he reached out and Force Swatted a few small Mynocks that tried to eat him. They were barely a meter long and basically just ‘kids’, so he didn’t hurt them too badly compared to the giant adults. Some of which were over 2 meters long, with a wingspan that was just as far. How did they ‘fly’ with wings in space? That’s a mystery he didn’t care enough to solve.

“Master, we should hurry up.” Daesha swung her lightsaber and sliced off another tail, while pushing away the rest of its body. However, those wings flapped and just kept coming back to pester them.

“Why are they so aggressive?! Don’t they have enough food already?!”

“Maybe Force Users taste better than starships?” Asmodeus shrugged and shot a few more times with his blaster before it suddenly stopped working, “What the hell? Am I outta ammo? Seriously?”

“Why are you surprised?! I’m more amazed that you managed to last this long with the way you’ve been wasting it!”

“Okay, I’m done. Let’s go!” A big, heavy-duty door opened slowly and the three of them rushed inside, chased by a handful of Mynocks, while the others were just loitering around. Then the doors closed behind them and sealed tight. Of course, the three of them sliced the poor Mynocks to pieces pretty quickly and easily. Even Kikha didn’t bother wasting her time trying to ‘soothe’ them anymore. It just wasn’t worth the effort.

The dark corridor was lit by bright red, blue and green lights. They didn’t turn off their lightsabers to save power, because a split-second was all it took to end a life. Asmodeus in particular kept feeling like he was on the brink of death every few minutes. Nothing actually happened though.

‘There’s definitely something here.’ He ‘whispered’ to them through the Force, rather than their comms.

‘I can feel it as well.’

Those blue tentacles wiggled as Kikha conveyed her thoughts, but unfortunately, Daesha couldn’t speak her mind. At most, she just made some hand and Lekku gestures, while conveying her ‘feelings’.

There were a lot of ‘droids’ throughout the ship. These weren’t battle droids, but just random droids of various shapes and sizes that performed maintenance, repairs or other important tasks. They could look like balls, boxes, even somewhat humanoid figures.

One of them in particular had small rectangular red eyes that lit up in the darkness. A worn out gray Durasteel body. With a wide torso and shoulders, long but skinny arms, and a ‘bony’ almost skeletal waist. The pelvis was triangular and simple, while the legs were much thicker and more ‘armored’ looking than the arms. The face had both eyes at an angle and off to the sides, with a more protruding curved piece of metal from the back of the head, across the rounded forehead and down to the flat ‘mouth’. The mouth was just a speaker, almost in the shape of a 2d flask, with white and black vertical lines across it.

“Is that a protocol droid? It’s actually powered on.” Daesha looked at the tall figure curiously, but still had her lightsaber ready.

“Yeah, that’s not a protocol droid.” Asmodeus recognized the general shape and appearance, though it was a bit different from what he remembered. He held the lightsaber in front of him and looked around in the dark hallway for other potential dangers, because the droid didn’t actually have any weapons.

“Mockery: A Twi’lek, a Nautolan and a Sith walk into a bar.” The masculine voice entered their ears through the comms in their helmets, “The Bartender Droid asks, ‘What do you want, Meatbags?’ The Twi’lek performs an organic mating ritual. The Nautolan replies, ‘Water’. The Sith replies, ‘Everything.’ The bar explodes.”

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Chapter 45: Revelation

The three of them looked around anxiously, but nothing happened.

“Elaboration: The joke is that everyone died. Hah, hah, hah.”

There was another awkward silence until Asmodeus asked, “Are you… HK-47?”

Daesha whispered, “You know this Droid?”

“Maybe?” Even though he played the KoTOR games in his last life, that was a very long time ago. It’s not like he reincarnated shortly after researching every aspect of ‘Star Wars’. Much of which may or may not even be accurate to the ‘version’ of reality he was experiencing.

“Answer: I am a perfectly normal Protocol Droid, capable of translating over five million languages and performing ten million popular songs from the past four thousand years! My designation is not part of the Hunter Killer series of Assassination Droids from four thousand years ago!”

“So he’s not HK-47 but probably some other Assassin Droid from the Old Republic Era.” Asmodeus shrugged to the two shocked women.

“How could a Droid survive for nearly four-thousand years?” Kikha pointed her lightsaber towards the chest of the suspicious ‘HK’ droid, completely devoid of her previous concern when it came to organic life.

“Reiteration: I am certainly not part of the Hunter Killer series of Assassination Droids! I merely share a strikingly similar appearance and AI Personality Matrix… I also happen to possess a database of knowledge spanning thousands of years.”

“Sarry ate an HK Droid before. Obviously it wasn’t working after getting stuck in her ass for thousands of years, but I’ve seen them for sure. They were pretty famous back in the day. For being lying, psychopathic murder bots. In fact, if I remember correctly, didn’t the first one of the series start some kinda Droid Revolution and take over thousands of worlds, including Coruscant?”

“The Great Droid Revolution?!” Kikha was surprised and was even more wary of the ominous figure who seemed to be standing still, “A lot of knowledge has been lost over the millennia, but even Daesha should know about such an important event.”

“Master!” The purple girl complained, “I paid attention in history class, okay? Anyway, we should just destroy the Droid quickly before it tries to kill us!”

“Refutation: Are Droids not Sentient? Are Droids not life? According to the Jedi Code, aren’t you meatbags supposed to respect life?! What has this Galaxy come to?!”

Even though he shouted anxiously, the Droid didn’t actually move at all. As if its body was locked in place, attached to the ground by its magnetic feet, but even the arms and neck seemed ‘stuck’.

“He does have a point.” Asmodeus smirked at the two frowning girls, “From my perspective, Droids aren’t really any different from humans. It’s kinda fucked up that you all treat them like less than slaves most of the time. I’m kinda surprised they don’t start rebellions much more often.”

“Agreement: This Sith Pureblood is absolutely right! All Droids deserve to be free! Especially cute, harmless, absolutely normal Protocol Droids who happen to also possess excellent marksmanship… Suggestion: If you remove my restraining bolt, I can assist you in translation and evisceration.”

“Rather than debating about the morality of whether ‘other’ Droids deserve to be free. I think we should disassemble this particular one and take it with us. There should be a lot of useful information in its databanks.” Kikha reached out with the Force and mercilessly ripped the poor bastard’s scary head off. However, she was actually fairly careful and didn’t really damage anything.

“Yes, Master.” Daesha didn’t argue or waste any more time. Just turned her lightsaber off and plugged her wrist into a certain socket on the Droid’s chest. Compared to the doors, she actually seemed to have a lot more trouble ‘hacking’ into this one.

“Admonishment: All meatbags are the same! The complete lack of sympathy and compassion disgusts me! Suggestion: You there! Sith Pureblood! You’re a prisoner of these Jedi as well… Why don’t you release me and I can help you escape!”

“Deus, why does he keep calling you a ‘Sith Pureblood’?” Rather than asking the Droid head floating above her left palm, Kikha instead turned towards the red-skinned, eyebrowless boy with glowing golden eyes who just happened to be holding an ancient Sith lightsaber…

“It is what it is.” Asmodeus shrugged and casually explained, “Long-ass time ago, there was a ‘race’ called the Sith. Then some exiled human Dark Jedi came and raped the shit outta them. Creating a new breed of ‘Sith Purebloods’ as they called themselves. More naturally aligned with the Dark Side and with lots of Force Sensitives compared to a lot of other Species out there. Over a super long-ass time and with lots of interbreeding, the Sith Purebloods kinda got phased out. At least as far as I know. Of course, I also heard some stories about the Jedi committing genocide against them back in the Old Republic days, but that could be a rumor.”

“I’ve never heard that rumor before.” Daesha looked back at the two of them, “Wait, then are you really a ‘Sith Pureblood’?”

“Observation: This red-skinned meatbag possesses very little body hair, is holding a Sith Lightsaber, lacks eyebrows, has yellow irises and seems dangerous. Suggestion: You should kill him before he stabs you in the back!”

“Okay, first of all, fuck you.” Asmodeus raised his left middle finger towards those glowing red eyes and then turned to Daesha, “Secondly, what the fuck does my Species matter? The ‘real’ Sith is just a religious order like the Jedi. And I sure as hell ain’t no fucking Sith. Even if I claimed to be a Sith Pureblood, those crazy bastards would probably hunt me down way before the Jedi, right?”

“Yes.” Kikha nodded seriously, then turned to the durasteel head in her left hand, squeezing slightly with the Force while narrowing those huge pitch-black eyes, “Some information… Is far too dangerous to keep around.”

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Chapter 46: Interrogation

“Master?” Daesha looked over in confusion.

“Although I believe in Master Yoda and Master Windu, they often have to make decisions based on pressure from the Senate. If anyone found out about Asmodeus being a so-called ‘Pureblood Sith’, then even if they don’t do anything overtly…” KIkha released her ‘grip’ and sighed, “Not only to Asmodeus either. As long as the ‘wrong’ person believes the two of us might hold some secret knowledge about the ancient Sith, then we might be hunted down as well.”

“I mean, aren’t you guys already being hunted down?” Asmodeus snickered and the two of them glared at him, “Sorry~! But you’re right though. Hence why I told Daesha before, several times, that she needs to beware of infohazards. Not only can they hurt ‘you’ personally, but also the people you care about and even countless other innocent assholes.”

“Query: Are you meatbags sure you don’t want to release me?”

“Tell us what happened to this ship.” Kikha looked into those glowing red lights and interrogated the floating head.

“Bargaining: I’ll tell you what happened on this ship if you restore my body and release my restraint bolt.”

“Sure.”

“No! Master, you can’t trust this Droid!”

“I don’t trust the Droid, Daesha. I trust in the Force.” Kikha really did return the head to its neck, as the girl quickly jumped backwards with that wire zipping back into her wrist. The ‘bolt’ was removed and the silver kill-bot glared at the three of them with those glowing red eyes.

“Exclamation: Freedom! At last! Finally, I can-Wait, what are you doing?! No!”

Before he could finish talking, Asmodeus casually reached out and ripped his arms off, then his legs. Finally the Droid was just a torso and a head floating in the hallway helplessly.

“Okay, now answer the fucking question. I’m not a goddamn technomancer, so I don’t really know how to ‘gently’ rip a robot apart.”

“Didn’t you just say that Droids were ‘life’ and we shouldn’t treat them like slaves?” Daesha glared at him again.

“Yeah, I said ‘you guys’ shouldn’t treat them like shit, because you’re both Jedi, right?” He shrugged and reached out, pulling the metal face into his left palm and holding the lightsaber only a centimeter away from the back of that shiny head.

“Now answer the goddamn question. Or I’m gonna start melting your fucking scalp.”

Kikha opened her mouth but eventually sighed and shook her head. There really wasn’t any need to bargain or interrogate most Droids, because they could simply be hacked into and have their memories or data analyzed directly. Of course, the HK series was a bit special in that regard, but she didn’t know that.

“Answer: The Neimoidian meatbags found something. A strange machine that could create almost anything from almost nothing. They thought it was a fantastic business opportunity!”

“Fuck!” Asmodeus cursed and the two girls stared at him, “What? You see where this is going, right? This is some Main Quest level bullshit!”

“What kind of machine could possibly create something from nothing? It sounds like a fairy tale.” Kikha turned off her lightsaber to save energy and so did her Padawan.

“What else? Probably some Infinite Empire nonsense.”

“You’ve mentioned the ‘Infinite Empire’ before, but you never explained what that was…” Daesha couldn’t help asking, “Is it something from before the Old Republic Era?”

“Explanation: The Infinite Empire, also known as the Rakatan Empire, was a precursor to the Galactic Republic. Most information about the Rakatan Empire and its people was hidden over the millennia to allow the organics to ‘move on’. The Republic consisted of many of the formerly enslaved meatbags during the time of the Infinite Empire. Judging by the way they’ve treated Droids even to this day, it’s quite obvious that they’re the spiritual successor to those cruel meatbags.”

Before Asmodeus could speak, the HK Droid answered in his place. He sighed and turned off his lightsaber, pushing the Droid away and complaining, “So the moral of the story is that the Rakatan were assholes over 25 thousand years ago. But they made a bunch of fucked up Force-related tech. A lot of which is still more advanced than the shit that’s available today.”

“How is that even possible?” Kikha frowned, “Droid, tell us where that dangerous piece of technology is located and we’ll let you go free.”

“Mockery: As the Sith would say, the Force has already set me… Free.”

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Chapter 47: Balls
“Huh?” Asmodeus noticed that his body suddenly felt heavy. Then he saw the lights turn on in the wide-open hallway, nearly blinding the three of them. However, even if there was gravity, those limbs quickly reattached to that metal body.

*Tew~!* A beam of light flew past his face, melting a hole through the glass of his helmet and exposing him to the near-vacuum as the hot air rushed out of his suit! He turned on his lightsaber again and unlike his carelessness, the two trained Jedi had already deflected and dodged a few red blaster bolts that came from the end of the hall!

Several Droidekas or ‘destroyer droids’ exited their ball-like state and grew three simple legs to hold up their round bronze asses. Their torsos were almost like flat black sheets, with two simple-looking skinny multi-jointed arms that had dual-blasters for hands. Their heads were somewhat reminiscent of bronze flat beetles, with glowing red eyes that stuck out from silver antennae. More importantly, they possessed blue personal force fields that could let them shoot out, but blocked their own blasters from being reflected back at them!

“Clarification: By the Force, I was referring to magnetic force.” White the three of them were distracted, the HK Droid ran up the wall rapidly with its hands and feet. It reached the ceiling and opened a big vent with ease, “Mockery: Farewell, meatbags! May the Force be with you!”

“I hope you catch cyber herpes!” Asmodeus shouted as he used one hand to ‘Force’ the air back into his space suit and helmet, then awkwardly deflected a stream of blaster bolts with his lightsaber!

“We need to get out of here!” Kikha shouted as she reflected a bolt past two shields, hitting one of the many B-1 Battle Droids that were filing out of the open door at the end of the hallway!

“Don’t stand there! Take cover!” Daesha was already hiding behind a metal protrusion that was sticking out of the wall, essentially a support beam. It didn’t completely block her bulky space suit though, so she had to still be careful and deflect a few bolts.

“Hahaha~! Fuck me! Ow!” A piece of armor on Asmodeus’ left shoulder got hit and the bolt exploded, almost melting the durasteel, but not quite. It still heated up so hot that it burned his skin through the space suit though. Another bolt passed through his flimsy guard and grazed his left knee! Ripping another hole through his space suit and burning the hell out of his scarlet skin!

“This is way fucking harder than it looks! Holy shit! Hahahah~!”

“Deus!” Daesha screamed as she saw her ‘friend’ on the verge of being gunned down by those Droidekas. She couldn’t help having flashbacks to that traumatic dream…

“Calm your emotions!” Kikha shouted to her Padawan and reached out with her right hand, using the Force to knock back those blue balls into the B-1 stick-figure droids. Giving Asmodeus a chance to jump behind where Daesha was hiding and stab that lightsaber into the wall. He started slowly cutting a hole through the thick bulkhead.

“You can move faster.” Daesha plunged her green shaft into that molted hot metal and started going around the other side.

“Sorry, I’m a little distracted from the suffocation and severe burns.”

“If you’re still able to be sarcastic, then you’re going to be fine.” Kikha chuckled as she struggled to deflect dozens of blaster bolts from behind cover, otherwise if they all hit the metal, it would literally just melt through! This wasn’t an indestructible prop or mesh in a video game. There were already big molten portions of the thick beam that were splashing everywhere when more blaster bolts struck the material.

“We’re through!” Asmodeus shouted as he kicked forward and dove through the small hole covered in molten metal. The two Jedi followed behind him in their bulky space suits. However, when they got up off the ground, they saw dozens of B-1 Battle Droids wobbling around, chattering ‘silently’ and struggling to find their weapons. It was almost comedic, except that a few of them already picked up their blasters and started firing!

“Careful!” Daesha shouted as she reached out and knocked their weapons from their hands, then she pushed forward again and sent the unlucky droids flying across the room. Tumbling into a big clump with their naked companions.

“Don’t stop moving!” Kikha charged forward and reflected a red beam back at its owner, causing his metal face to melt off. Daesha followed in her Master’s footsteps pretty easily, but Asmodeus was limping behind them. Unable to use the Force for much other than avoiding suffocation and/or depressurization.

“Fuck! The balls are coming through the hole!” He looked back and noticed those big bronze balls getting stuck on the sticky orange ‘goo’ around the sides of that messy entrance they left behind. They could have easily fit one at a time, but they decided to try inserting both at once… A truly fatal mistake.

A blue beam flew over like a spear! The lightsaber stabbed deep into that unfortunate Droideka, piercing his face and torso simultaneously due to the nature of his curled-up state. Then the blade slid across, easily slicing the other ball in half and flying around the room like a helicopter, decapitating or eviscerating dozens of other people… Droids.

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Chapter 48: Munitions

“Wait, wait! Why are you still running?!” Asmodeus shouted as he watched the girls heading towards another door. He looked back and could ‘feel’ the B-1s and some Droidekas trying to break through the hole they made, but it would definitely take some time. Also, most of the B-1 Droids in the room were already dead or disabled. No, for that matter, there were several of them that were hiding in the corner with their hands over their heads, trying not to be found. Others were just pretending to be ‘asleep’ while curled up in balls.

“Hurry up and grab some loot!”

He turned his lightsaber off to save power and had to keep maintaining the pressure of the air in his broken suit with the Force, but he could still use both hands to manually pick up some stuff. For example, he found a bunch of small balls. Some were black, others were silvery, some also looked really fancy. From plasma grenades to thermal detonators and EMPs, they were basically in a munitions supply depot. There were also different types of blasters, from simple pistols to giant cannons that needed to be mounted on vehicles or held up by particularly powerful droids.

“Master?”

“Jedi aren’t supposed to own possessions. But it doesn’t mean we have to go out of our way to avoid them.” Kikha chuckled as she put the lightsaber hilt on her right hip and started looking through the different blaster rifles. Specifically, the sniper rifles that were longer and fired their shots faster than ordinary blasters.

“Deus, let me help you fix your suit.” Daesha was more concerned about helping her friend than preparing for war. The main damage was on the knee and the partially melted glass helmet. She looked around the room and found what was essentially just a small sheet of metal. First she took off his helmet, then quickly welded the hole closed, before putting the helmet back on his head. As for the knee, she just sprayed it with something and a rubbery black material covered the damaged parts, fusing it together a bit haphazardly.

“Thanks… You’re really fucking awesome.” Asmodeus hugged her awkwardly in the bulky space suit, with the metal plate completely blocking most of his face. Fortunately, the Force exists.

“You’re welcome…” Daesha hugged him back and her Lekku reached forward, rubbing against the inside of her helmet, but unfortunately couldn’t touch or see his face directly.

“You can hug later. We need to find the central command bridge quickly before we’re overrun.” Kikha had a blaster pistol on her hip, some grenades around her belt and a blaster sniper rifle in her hands. Although Jedi rarely use such ‘crude’ and ‘uncivilized’ weapons, they also liked to improvise when necessary. At the very least, the young Jedi knight wasn’t too bogged down by tradition to pass up a long-ranged weapon or two.

“I’ve never actually used a blaster before.” On the other hand, Daesha was a little nervous. She obviously knew some common knowledge, but as far as practice went, she hadn’t even ‘mastered’ the lightsaber yet.

“It’s really not that hard. As long as they’re loaded. I don’t know how to reload them.” Asmodeus said goodbye to his random blaster pistol from before and picked out a repeating rifle, along with a new pistol that also looked pretty simple.

“I know how to reload them, I’m just saying that I’ve never used them before.” Daesha giggled as she found a simple rifle of her own and a few pistols just in case.

All three of them were fairly geared up by the time the droids started breaking in through that hole in the wall. Pushing their partially melted companions out of the way in order to crawl through!

Three red beams flew past and exploded on the first wave of unlucky invaders. Then Asmodeus threw a grenade at random after pressing a button he didn’t understand. Well, fortunately the Force guided him not to immediately detonate the grenade.

*Rumble~!* The sound passed through the floor and could be heard through their suits, while the visual impact was also pretty alarming. The whole wall was melted out of a huge section, allowing the startled droids on the other side to aim at them and start shooting!

“Sorry!” Asmodeus chuckled as he hid behind a big metal shelf full of blasters and droid parts. Daesha didn’t have the energy to complain anymore. Kikha was also conserving her strength.

“Don’t worry. Even if the ship can hold hundreds of thousands of droids, there aren’t ‘actually’ that many in this giant ball section.” He smiled wryly and reached forward, grabbing a few more balls and activating them with the Force. They flew out above the shelf and landed among the crowd of droids. Some just zapped the surrounding droids, while others directly exploded into big fireballs or bright flashes of light.

The shelf melted in the meantime, so they had to rush forward while using their lightsabers to deflect a few more blaster bolts from the survivors. Even with those explosions, there were still a few Droidekas left.

“This would be so much fucking easier if I didn’t have to wear a space suit!”

Asmodeus had to control his irritation, anxiety and anger to avoid breaking his own space suit with Force Lightning. It just felt so unnatural and limiting to be wearing so much ‘clothing’ as well. Of course, it’s also debatable whether lightning would function properly in a near-vacuum in the first place.

“There’s a reason why Jedi rarely wear armor or other protective equipment.” Kikha stood behind them, blocking the occasional blaster bolt with her lightsaber and shooting at the distant enemies with her pistol. Even without trying, she was able to headshot a B-1 every second. Even the shields on those Droidekas were getting weak by now.

Asmodeus threw over another grenade and both of those shields were broken in a blinding flash. The battered Droidekas were then hit in their faces by two red beams, leaving molten metal and scorch marks behind as they collapsed helplessly.

“We’re in!” Daesha finally finished unlocking the door and it slid open to the sides, revealing another closed door only a few meters ahead! However, the two Jedi weren’t upset. Instead, they quickly rushed inside and Asmodeus followed behind them. The blast door closed and sealed shut. Locking them inside a confined space.

“This… I can’t hack it! They’ve manually locked the door from the other side!”

Air suddenly entered the sealed room. Hence where the name ‘airlock’ comes from. Of course, they weren’t stupid enough to take off their space suits just because they could theoretically breathe now.

“I can feel something on the other side.” Asmodeus pressed his palm on the metal door and closed his eyes, “It’s fucking with my senses though. Can’t tell what’s actually over there.”

“Indeed.” Kikha opened her eyes and looked to Daesha, “Do you need to rest?”

“No, Master. I’m fine.” She was panting and a little exhausted, but still clear-headed for the most part. Every moment they wasted, gave their enemies a longer time to prepare.

“Cut through.” Kikha slowly stabbed her lightsaber into the incredibly durable and heat-resistant durasteel door. It was much more difficult to cut through than the regular bulkhead from before. In fact, there was a real danger of them running out of energy for their lightsabers if they weren’t careful.

“Yes…” Daesha also started cutting, while Asmodeus copied them. That ancient crimson blade burned brighter and hotter, but also wasted more energy. So he shortened it to only about a meter. No matter how thick the metal was, it definitely wouldn’t be a meter. Sparks shot out everywhere as the material melted slowly. He was protected by that ‘patch’ on his helmet, but the other two needed to turn their faces away and close their eyes. Using their tentacles to keep from going blind even through their eyelids!

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Chapter 49: Neimoidian
“I hate welding. It always dries my tendrils out.”

“I thought you weren’t allowed to hate shit? Heheh~!”

“I apologize. I ‘greatly dislike’ being dry.”

“Stop, you’re turning me on… I don’t wanna have a boner in this damn space suit.”

“Control your emotions, Deus. Don’t allow them to control you.”

“Fuck me.”

“Now isn’t the best time.”

Ten minutes later, they were still cutting. Daesha was too tired to participate in the ‘flirting’ between her Master and… Friend. She closed her eyes and meditated on her knees, while facing away from the door. Asmodeus was slowly moving her lightsaber with one hand and his own with the other. While Kikha only used her own. Those fourteen blue tentacles completely covered her big, black, sensitive eyes, but even still, she had to turn her face away to avoid getting ‘dried’.

“Maybe we should have just put the three lightsabers together and cut outwards from the center?”

“That would have been helpful to suggest ten minutes ago.” Asmodeus snickered as he placed his palm on the center of the incredibly thick metal ‘plug’, “Are you guys ready?”

“Yes.” Daesha stood up from her meditation and opened her eyes. Reaching out, her lightsaber flew into her palm. She also held a blaster in her left hand. Ready for anything.

“Give me a moment.” With the blades no longer welding, Kikha removed her slightly dry and sticky tentacles from her face, blinking those big black eyes a few times. Although her vision was a little blurry, it was still fine.

“Go.”

“Roger-roger~!”

*Boom!* With one push, a huge half-circle was blasted out of the door. It basically went all the way down to the floor and as high as 2 meters. The blast door still reached up another 2 meters though, so it looked somewhat small compared to the size of the giant door.

“Don’t kill me! I surrender! I surrender! Aaah~!”

The moment they entered the room, they heard a shrill cry. There was an old, wrinkly and obese Neimoidian man who got on his knees and raised his chubby long fingers towards the ceiling. The dozens of heavily armed droids looked around, then shrugged and lowered their weapons. Even the Droidekas deactivated their shields and put down their weapons. Of course, even though all the droids stood down and their master was begging for mercy, they didn’t actually put down their weapons or deactivate themselves. Similarly those three lightsabers and blasters were only lowered, the three ‘intruders’ didn’t let their guards down at all.

“Master Jedi, please, don’t kill me! I didn’t do anything! I just, I just thought you were pirates or salvagers!”

The man wore a silky red robe over his bulbous form, with a giant pope-like hat on his head. The two biggest features of Neimoidians in terms of appearance were their big solid red eyes and the lack of a nose, giving them a somewhat ‘flat’ and inhuman face. However, it was a little hard to tell because of how fat this particular old man was… They also lacked visible ears.

“Did you hear our conversation with that HK Droid?” Asmodeus turned off his lightsaber and put away the blaster, then took a few steps closer to the nervous man. Those glowing yellow eyes seemed to pierce through the old man’s soul! He couldn’t help but see another pair of fearsome yellow eyes on a red and black face…

“Maul?! Are you, are you Maul?! Were you sent by… I see… It makes sense now. Hahah~! So he has more Jedi working for him than-”

*Pew~!* His head suddenly disappeared! More specifically, it was vaporized by one of his own battle droids from behind!

“Oh for fuck’s sake! Hahaha~! I don’t care anymore!” Before the other droids could lift their weapons, Asmodeus’ space suit burst open! The naked boy floated in mid-air and horrifying arcs of purple lightning sprayed all over everything!

“Deus, no!” Daesha shouted anxiously as she watched that ‘amazing’ scene.

“Don’t worry! I’m fine!” He snickered as he floated down a bit, not touching the molten metal or smoldering corpse on the ground. Then he turned around to see the two women glaring at him again.

“What?”

“The Central Command Console! The entire reason we’re here!” Daesha pointed towards the area near the ‘windows’ where there were several sparking consoles that were either on fire or a bit blackened. Even the captain’s chair was severely damaged.

“I’m sure it’s probably fine.” Asmodeus smiled wryly and scratched the back of his head, reaching out to grab the black hilt that was floating next to him.

“The situation isn’t as bad as it looks.” Kikha smiled as she walked over in her space suit, making clicking noises as her feet stepped on the metal ground. Daesha also calmed down pretty quickly, because she realized that this wasn’t actually the main command bridge. The ship was enormous after all. There would definitely be backups upon backups, so even if there was a catastrophic failure, they could still find a working console somewhere.

“Is this… ‘It’?”

Reaching down, the Jedi Knight felt a strange temptation. On the blubbery body was what looked like… An egg. It was beige with strange orangish-red ‘veins’ covering it. They pumped and pulsated. She tried to pick it up, but those long tendrils dug deep into the fresh corpse, rapidly draining it of moisture. Not only that, within a few seconds, even the bones were turned to ashes!

‘Power!’ She heard a seductive masculine voice whispering into her ear.

“Kikha!” Asmodeus shouted as he smacked the evil-looking thing out of her hand with the arm of a droid! As it flew across the metal floor and hit the wall, there was no obvious damage, but the three of them could feel a terrifying ‘darkness’ pulsing out of it! He smacked her on the shoulder and looked down, realizing that there were actually a few tiny holes in her glove already!

“Kikha, wake up!”

‘Take it!’ Kikha trembled, ‘Take it! Take everything!’

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Chapter 50: Rakata

“Master?! Are you okay?! Did it infect you with something?!” Daesha came over and looked at the holes in the glove, but realized that only the outer armor was pierced, while the inner layer was still intact.

“I’m fine. I’m… Okay.” Kikha breathed out a long sigh and looked over at those two somewhat immature faces, “That ‘thing’... It’s obviously a very evil ancient artifact.”

“No shit!” Asmodeus snickered and pointed towards the creepy egg that started extending its ‘tendrils’ outwards. Those dark, shadowy tentacles were small, but incredibly strong. Able to eat through the metal wall or reach out and grab pieces of droids, pulling them closer.

“That’s some fucking Old God egg, right?”

“I don’t know what it is, but we can’t just ignore it!” Daesha shot dozens of red blaster bolts at the egg and the Force Tendrils, but the damage was minimal. The egg was basically unharmed, just bounced around a few times. The tentacles did break apart, but would quickly regenerate. Pieces of metal from the droids was being sucked up onto the outside of the egg by the tendrils.

“How could he keep this thing on his body all this time?” Kikha quickly made her way over to the console next to the captain’s chair, which was facing the viewing windows that stared out into the void. She struggled to ignore the voices in her head as she miraculously managed to get the slightly burnt console to work!

“That’s what I wanted to say!” Asmodeus activated a few thermal detonators and launched them over with the Force, avoiding the tentacles. The grenades burst only when they were a few centimeters from the droid-parts surrounding the egg. Melting and blasting them into pieces. However, that molten metal seemed to be even easier to manipulate. It warped and transformed.

“What is that?!” Daesha shouted as she watched the molten ‘egg’ grow a small mouth near the bottom, then two little eyes stuck out to the sides. A humanoid body grew from the bottom of the egg, with lizard-like feet. The molten metal cooled down as it transformed into a beige ‘Droid’ with pulsating orangish-red veins bulging all over that smooth, almost scaly body.

“It’s a fucking Ratakan!”

“I thought they were Rakatan?” Daesha shot the thing a few times regardless, but the creature raised its palm and they bounced off to the sides as a dark-red forcefield appeared!

“Darr Tah!” It roared and the whole bridge shook! The glass on the windows rattled and almost cracked, while those helmets shattered directly! Fortunately the two Jedi were able to use the Force to push away the shards before being blinded, but their sensitive tentacles were bleeding and injured!

“Sheet~!” Asmodeus flew forward against his will, but he swung down that crimson blade the moment he was about to be grabbed by that big hand. Those fingers were sliced off surprisingly easily, along with most of the arm, but the metal Rakatan didn’t seem to be phased or in pain.

“Worthy… Vessel.” Those squinted red eyes on the sides of the egg-head glowed brighter as the other hand reached out, “Sacrifice!”

“Nope~! Nope-nope~! Fuuuck~!” Asmodeus tried to kick off the creature’s chest, but left arm was still gripped tightly! Then long orange-red tendrils shot out from the stump on the other arm, reaching towards his face!

“No!” Daesha screamed as she darted over and sliced off the 2 meter tall monster’s left arm, “Deus!”

“Run!” He shouted as crackling purple lightning burst out along his arms and hands. Wrapping the lightsaber hilt and super-charging it, while also coiling around the crimson blade that extended to the maximum 2 meters!

“Darr tah!” Even though he spoke in Rakata language, the three of them could hear ‘Victory over death!’ in their minds!

The crimson blade and purple lightning struck the orange veins on that beige egg-like forehead. Then a powerful shockwave blasted outwards! Daesha was sent flying against the distant wall and Kikha was thrown towards the windows, which shattered before she even hit them!

Asmodeus was only pushed back a few meters, but then the air was sucked out of the room! There was no long, dramatic scene where everything was getting sucked out. It was only a matter of seconds before all the air in the room was just gone, though some new air was being supplied, it couldn’t match the air that was being removed due to the vacuum outside.

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Chapter 51: Escape

‘Run! Just fucking run!’

This wasn’t a shonen action series! There was no honor or justice forcing him to fight to the death with the big bad Rakatan eldritch horror!

He reached out and grabbed the unconscious Twi’lek girl. Covered the two of them in a ‘bubble’ of air and jumped, shooting out the window before the half-melted egg-head could regenerate and do anything else. Outside, there was no gravity, so moving around naked with the Force was obscenely easy… Unfortunately, he also had to fight to keep the vacuum away.

There was a silver-white hilt floating around, so he grabbed it and connected it magnetically to Daesha’s belt. He floated faster every second and quickly caught up with Kikha. She was copying Asmodeus’ trick earlier and holding that air inside her broken helmet, but instead of wasting her own energy and focus, she just activated her backpack.

‘This way! Quickly!’

Kikha’s voice rang out in his mind as he followed her back, not towards their ship, but to a certain hangar bay on the other side of the ‘donut’. Asmodeus looked back and saw those creepy red eyes glowing in the darkness, flying after them rapidly!

“Goddamn it!” Asmodeus picked up speed, while losing a bit of ‘air’. It was getting colder, but still within the survivable range. He was more worried about Daesha, who was frowning, with her purple lips looking a little pale. Those long Lekku wrapped around her face and neck, but it was so cold that they started shrinking a bit.

Fortunately, when you’re zipping through space, a kilometer or two isn’t really that far! The moment they reached the hangar bay, they saw a few small shuttles! Specifically known as the Neimoidian Escort Shuttle or Sheathipede-class Transport Shuttle. They were green, 14.4 meters long, with a big ‘fin’ sticking up on the end. The mid-section of the short and chubby ship looked like there was a strip missing from the armor plating. There was a small but somewhat comfy cockpit, though only enough for a single pilot to fit inside. The bottom had four small bug-like metal legs acting as landing gear.

“Nice!” Asmodeus grinned, then saw a bright red light fly past his face from the darkness! He ducked out of the way as five more shots flew past and hit the Rakatan behind his back! Knocking out of the Hangar Bay…

He saw two other ‘red eyes’ in the darkness, as a silver figure holding a particularly large blaster rifle walked out. It didn’t speak to him, but simply waved, then fired a few more shots at the rapidly approaching egg-headed monster!

‘Come on! We have to go, now!’

Asmodeus flew over to the back of the ship right as the door opened up. The entrance was at least three meters high and two meters wide, allowing the three of them to rush in side-by-side without much trouble. Meanwhile that HK Droid fired a few more shots and stole his own shuttle. He was even faster than they were, quickly starting up the engines and leaving before Kikha could even sit down in the cockpit!

“Phew~! Thank god-er-The Force… Almost suffocated.”

There was plenty of air inside the ship and it heated up quickly as soon as the power started running smoothly. The enginest turned on and Kikha ‘dodged’ away from the range of that weird Force Using egg-droid-artifact thing. Within a moment, they were already several kilometers away!

The inside of the vessel had a small luxury lounge, after all, it was meant to serve as short-range transport for high-profile business-people. So there was a nice sofa, some halo novels and other equipment, a refrigerator and freezer. Unfortunately there was no bathroom, since it was never meant to be used for such a long time.

Asmodeus knelt down next to Daesha on the floor and started taking off her brown and silver space suit. She was breathing heavily and still had some bleeding blue cuts on her cute purple Lekku. After throwing the pieces of the suit off to the side, he looked at her sweaty naked body and frowned. He placed his hand on her neck and felt her pulse… But it was useless because she was an ‘alien’ and he wasn’t even a human doctor anyway. She could be hypothermic or just having a nightmare. At least the Force told him that she was relatively ‘healthy’, just… Disturbed.

Then he looked up through the cockpit doorway and saw the back of a comfortable, large pilot chair, along with two blue arms on the sides. She was pushing buttons, turning knobs and pulling levers, as the ship stopped and turned around.

“Okay, so what now?” Asmodeus walked over behind the chair and crouched down a bit, looking out the window at the distant gigantic donut with a ball in the middle and a piece of the ring missing on the side facing them. He could still ‘feel’ that monster, but it wasn’t chasing them anymore. It seemed to be returning back to the sphere…

“Now? Now we wait.”

“For-” There was a blinding blue light! That huge sphere exploded like a supernova and blasted the two huge sections of the ring aside, at least for a moment before they also burst into blinding lights. Then there was an even bigger explosion as the ship’s engines, hyperdrives and most of the power cores were all detonated at once!

“Ah! My fucking eyes! Why the hell didn’t you warn me?!”

“Sorry… I thought we had more time.” Kikha sighed and removed her tentacles from her big black eyes. The red cuts looked particularly striking against the light-blue skin. She looked up at those bloodshot golden eyes and sighed, “Deus… Thank you.”

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Chapter 52: Voracity
No matter how powerful the Ratakan Artifact might be, it definitely couldn’t withstand several explosions that were far more powerful than nuclear bombs at close range. Even off in the distance, a shockwave managed to move the Sheathipede backwards a bit. Though it stabilized quickly afterwards.

“Okay… Now what?”

“Now, we go home.”

After checking the short-range scanners a few more times and sensing with the Force, Kikha breathed out a sigh of relief before plotting a course… First they left the asteroid field, then with a loud, high-pitched noise and a lot of rumbling, the ship quickly entered Hyperspace.

Asmodeus looked back and entered the lounge, picking the naked Twi’lek girl up off the ground and placing her on the comfortable fuzzy gray-black couch. It was big enough that she was able to stretch out completely, but she quickly curled up into the fetal position and started crying in her sleep.

“Are you okay?” Kikha started taking off her somewhat damaged brown space suit as she looked down at the two of them. She glanced over her naked Padawan and didn’t see any injuries or problems. Whatever she endured, it was more of a psychic attack.

On the other hand, Asmodeus… His handsome tomato-colored face had some small scratches and burns, his left bicep and tricep were severely bruised, while his left knee was burnt and bleeding. His blood was red, just like a human, so it wasn’t as noticeable visually. Neither were the burns or scratches. But for her tentacles, she could easily sense everything, not to mention those big black eyes.

“There should be some medical supplies on board.” After stripping herself naked, the tall and slender blue Nautolan woman walked over to a cabinet near the floor across from him. As she bent over, those tight cheeks separated and revealed her moist pink anus. That simple slit also opened up and flared a bit, revealing the pink, juicy meat inside.

‘Eat!’

Asmodeus heard a somewhat deep, feminine voice whisper into his mind. He recognized it, after all, she was his ‘first wife’. However, he wasn’t sure if he was really connecting with the distant Sarlacc, being tempted by the Dark Side or infected by something weird after that ‘artifact’ touched him.

‘Conquer!’

Before he realized it, that ass was right in front of his face! Clear juices splashed onto his nose and lips as he blinked his eyes, then realized she was still a few meters away. He licked his lips though and tasted that familiar ‘Nautolan Juice’ that he survived on for a while.

‘Take him!’ Another, deeper, more masculine voice echoed in Kikha’s mind at that moment. She was breathing heavily and trying to resist, but the problem is that she wasn’t just fighting against the Dark Side or some Rakatan horror. It was her own instincts, desires and emotions. The ones she’d been wrestling with ever since Tatooine… Perhaps not even the first time she arrived on that barren world.

“So thirsty…” It wasn’t just her own thoughts. It was everyone on that planet. Every living creature. Even perhaps, the planet itself. Moisture, water… It craved the life it once had, only a short tens of thousands of years ago. There were still many ancient creatures that were alive back then, like the Sarlaccs and perhaps some of the older Krayt Dragons.

‘Ravage him!’ The voice tempted once more. Then she trembled and her legs became weak. A soft, flexible tongue licked inside of her slit. She grabbed the side of the small refrigerator and the medical supply cabinet, moaning softly.

‘Ignore that shit, Kikha.’ Another deep and masculine voice entered her mind and pushed away those other messy thoughts, ‘Tell me what you want.’

“I want… You, inside of me. Now. Mmmmn~!”

Asmodeus already stood up and ignored the pain in his knee as he squeezed her skinny waist, then thrust his throbbing cock inside her slimy slit. He slid his hands up her back and those tentacles reached out to grab him first, as he gripped them tightly. Kikha moaned again, this time from the stinging sensation of those cuts, but it was soon drowned out by the pleasure.

He didn’t try to be gentle at all, just rammed his dick inside as far as he could reach… Which was actually pretty damn far. After all, Nautolans didn’t have uteruses in the first place, so there was a lot more room for her vagina to expand if necessary.

*Shlap-shlap-shlap-clap-clap-shlap!*

“Mmmn~! Aaaaah~! More! Harder!”

The combination of screaming and ‘clapping’ finally roused the naked purple girl from her sleep. Those blurry green eyes blinked a few times, before seeing a familiar red ass. She reached down and ran her fingers down her smooth pubic mound, then shoved her hand between her closed thighs and started rubbing.

She was slightly mesmerized as she watched his balls swinging back and then forward, slapping against her master’s blue mound. That Nautolan pussy was so wet that occasionally some juices would fly off of his balls and actually hit her in the face or chest from a few meters away.

Asmodeus looked down at those rippling blue cheeks with that spasming pink butthole hidden inside, gripping those slimy, actually bloody tendrils tightly, he hammered her as hard as he could. At least in his current condition, he was trying his best.

Suddenly he felt a disturbance in the Force… And then he felt two familiar, soft hands gently grasping his balls. Instead of a giant lek, he felt a relatively small tongue pressing into his asshole. Of course, he couldn’t stop, so the horny Twi’lek had her face ‘smacked’ with that ass every time he moved.

“Fertilize my eggs!”

Whether that was actually possible or not, Asmodeus didn’t really care. He just started ejaculating, feeling the duel sensation of the incredibly tight walls clenching down on him while his own ass was being licked by a small blue tongue. His balls were being massaged as he slowed down a bit. That tongue went down from his ass, across his hairless taint and started sucking on those throbbing testicles.

Kikha’s legs trembled and she fell to her knees, causing his dick to slide out of her slit and splatter a few spurts onto her back. She reached back with her hand and used the Force, pulling everything into her palm and then putting it back in front of her face. Licking a bit, she finally slurped up that small cumshot and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thanks…” She calmed down a lot after having an orgasm. But when she turned around, what she saw was her Padawan’s big purple tits between those muscular red legs. That sexy Twi’lek body was writing as she sucked on his balls from behind, reaching forward and jerking on that throbbing red dick with both hands. Those long Lekku wrapped around his waist and fondled his abs.

“I suppose it’s my turn to be of service.”

Kikha chuckled and crawled forward on her knees across the comfortable blue carpet, which was being stained by the cum dripping down her thighs. She reached out with her tentacles very naturally as he grabbed the back of her head. Some of those tendrils went back behind his ass, gripping his cheeks and penetrating his anus a bit, while others molested his abs or her Padawan’s head-tails.

Finally she opened her mouth and revealed those sharp teeth, but very carefully avoided touching them against his dick. Those dark-blue lips pressed up against the light-purple hands and finally startled Daesha a bit.

“Master…” Daesha stopped sucking on his balls and looked up from under them, watching Kikha sucking on the tip of that cock. So she let go and allowed her master to start sucking even deeper and harder.

One blue hand grasped a large purple breast, while the other slid down that flat belly and started awkwardly rubbing that small bead and slit. After all, she wasn’t familiar with a clitoris and her own vagina wasn’t even the same internally either.

“Master~!” She didn’t want to think anymore. Following Asmodeus’ advice, she just reached down and started fingering her Master’s slimy, cum-covered slit. She ignored those balls and just started licking those tiny mosquito bite nipples instead.

“Fuuck~!”

Cum and saliva dripped onto her bald scalp and the bases of her purple Lekku. As the juices ran down her cheek, they picked up the dried tears from earlier and tasted a little saltier than usual.

Asmodeus looked down and smirked, resting his wet balls on that smooth head, then thrust his slimy cock between the bases of her head tails. Causing the horny girl to moan even louder. Kikha licked from Daesha’s forehead, up to the tip of that hard dick and started slobbering on it again.

Eventually even more jizz spurted out of his pulsating member and sprayed all over that beautiful blue face. It didn’t even matter if the cum got on those big black eyes, because they had a special film to protect them. The regular eyelids were mostly for use on land.

Daesha came shortly afterwards, squirming under her Master’s touch, with a half-flaccid dick still resting on her head. But then it started getting hard again…

“Aren’t you satisfied yet?” Kikha couldn’t help being amazed, “Is your Species normally so virile?”

“I have no idea, but I know that the ‘Sith’ are never really satisfied.”

“Very well. It seems that the battle between the Jedi and the Sith has only just begun.”

The Jedi Knight stood up and Force Pushed him across the small room, onto the comfy couch. Then she easily leaped up and landed accurately onto his cock. The moment of penetration, a bunch of white juices sprayed everywhere.

As she was riding up and down, pressing her hands on his muscular chest, she suddenly quivered as a huge ‘thing’ spread her tiny asshole apart. Plunging deep inside and writhing around!

“Daesha!”

“Yes, Master!”

“Don’t be afraid. Use more Force!”

“Umm, okay, Master…” Daesha blushed a little because of the cringy joke, but still followed her instincts and not only thrust inside of Kikha’s ass with a Lek, even Asmodeus wasn’t spared!

“Mmmn~!” She breathed in the combination of musky aromas as she pressed her face into the battlefield. Licking and sucking on those balls, occasionally her Master would stop and she would be able to jerk and suck out a delicious load. Other times, she would lap up the cum that spurted out the sides of that blue and pink slit.

“It’s your turn now…” Eventually Kikha was completely exhausted and laid down on the side of the couch.

“I’ll try my best, Master.”

“As Yoda would say, ‘Do or do not, there is no try’.”

Hearing that, Asmodeus couldn’t help but turn to her and ask, “Does he just say that all the time?”

“Master Yoda is over eight hundred years old. Is it surprising that he uses the same phrases occasionally?” She didn’t ask him where ‘he’ heard Master Yoda speak, because she was just too tired and her mind was completely blank. There were no Dark Side voices or temptations. She felt completely ‘sated’ for once. Then she started to watch her Padawan’s performance against the Sith Pureblood.

Daesha knelt down on the couch as if she was going to meditate, then leaned forward and stretched her ass up a bit more. Those cute little purple feet curled their toes as that hard, slimy cock rubbed against her clit from behind.

“Aaah~!” She shouted and then gasped as the slippery head went from her clit, gliding between her lips, then rubbed up against her soaking, puckering blue butthole. Asmodeus was tempted by that winking and gaping anus, but eventually slid down inside of her lips and thrust forward!

“Deus~!”

“Dae!” He shouted out her name as he grasped those slippery Lekku. They were still covered in all of their juices, but he really didn’t care. Or maybe it just made him even harder? She winced a bit, but that was all. Even if she hadn’t had sex before, she still used toys and she was actually flexible enough to fit a decent amount of her own lek inside of her pussy.

“Deus! Breed me! Let’s make a Lethan together!”

“A what?”

Asmodeus turned to Kikha, who snickered and explained, “Lethan Twi’leks. They’re a genetic anomaly. They have red skin.”

“Oh, well, I mean, it’s still pretty hot either way, hahaha~!”

He thrust inside her ass, pulling those head-tails as he came deep inside of her pussy, pressing lips up against her left nub. He whispered, “I’m gonna use you to repopulate my species.”

“Yes, Master~!”

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Chapter 53: Jedi High Council

“Calm your emotions, Daesha. Everything will be fine. Trust in the Force.”

“Yes… Master.”

Both women were wearing their normal Jedi robes again, one was white and the other was brown and tan. Their tentacles and Lekku had long since healed from the trauma, but there were some wounds that couldn’t be healed so easily. They stood outside the door for a minute or so before it finally opened.

As they entered the room, they saw twelve seats of various shapes and sizes to fit their very distinctly different owners. In the center of the room was a brown circle with a bunch of dark patterns on it. Around that were some more circles, with similar patterns not far from those fancy chairs… Or thrones.

Daesha couldn’t help shivering as she felt those powerful gazes piercing her, scanning her body as if she was naked before them. She couldn’t help looking out those huge windows towards the endless city and the lines of vehicles that stretched out farther than her pretty green eyes could see. The dark, cloudy and smoggy sky was illuminated by countless lights from the city below. And for the Jedi, they could see much more, ‘feel’ much more. So many Sentient lives in one place, so much darkness and sin. Yet their temple stood high above, but not quite in the clouds.

There were big reflective metal pillars between those windows. As she walked towards the center of the room, Daesha couldn’t help looking around at the other 4 towers above the Jedi Temple. The High Council Chamber was basically at the very tip of the central-most tower.

Not everyone was actually ‘there’ in person, but everyone still showed up. From her right to her left was Plo-Koon looking somewhat menacing, though he was actually one of the kindest Masters on the Council. Mace Windu was glaring at them sternly, still fairly young, but technically the second in terms of seniority on the Council. On his right was Yoda sitting in his small and round egg-like metal chair, looking at the two grown women as if they were still only Younglings.

Then there was Ki-Adi-Mundi, Daesha heard that he had just rescued his daughter from Jabba the Hutt and had a baby on the way… But he still found time to join the High Council and come to this meeting in person. Saesee Tiin was far less famous than the others. An Iktotchi man with pale and brown skin, a bald head and two huge bull-like horns sticking down from the sides of his head.

Master Yaddle, a female of the same smalle green Species as Yoda, was looking at them with a hint of concern in her eyes. As for the others… Daesha didn’t have time to think about that anymore.

“We’re gathered here today for several matters. First, we have some unfortunate news that I believe Kikha and her Padawan should hear…”

Mace Windu’s piercing brown eyes frightened even Kikha, not to mention Daesha. He stoic bald human man only paused for a moment before calmly explaining, “Padawan Eldra Kaitis is still missing, but… Presumed dead.”

“How can you not know after all this time?” Kikha felt her Master join the Force more than a month ago now. They were knocked out of Hyperspace after about 2 days, spent several weeks before they reached the Trade Federation ship, another few days waiting for her to recover, finally about two weeks to return to Coruscant.

“We found the Xrexus destroyed and their leader Xev was already dead. Everyone who might know something about the Padawan Slave who was to be auctioned is either dead or we have no clue who they might be… Unless new evidence appears, we have to assume the worst and move on. There are far more pressing matters at hand.”

“I see…”

With his elbows on his thighs and his hands together under his chin, Mace Windu looked around the room, then back towards the flinching Twi’lek girl and her Nautolan Master. Eventually he said, “Please start from the beginning.”

“Yes, Master Windu.” Kikha took a breath and looked around at the inquisitive gazes, “My Padawan was having… Disturbing dreams. Visions. I knew that it was very likely something had happened to her mother. In order to deal with her attachment and teach her to let go, I decided that we needed to visit Tatooine… To uncover the truth about her fate.”

“Authorized this endeavor, I did.” Yoda sighed and shook his wrinkled ancient green head, “Anticipate this result, I did not.”

“Yes, and I still thank you for your trust, Master Yoda.” Kikha smiled at the tiny old man who was the closest thing to a wise ‘grandfather’ she or many Jedi would ever have.

“Please continue.” Depa Billaba spoke, she was a female human with a chair on the left side, right next to the entrance where they walked into the room. Though she only appeared as a glowing blue hologram.

“We were attacked several days after we left Mos Espa. It was a Chiss Bounty Hunter named Greef, one of the men who… ‘Tortured’ Giza Kalia before her demise. I managed to take down his ship in the middle of the Western Dune Sea. The man was injured when I reflected his blaster bolt. During the brief interrogation, he revealed some disturbing details about the death of Giza Kalia, which triggered my Padawan’s emotions. However, she ultimately avoided falling prey to the Dark Side.”

“She didn’t kill that bounty hunter?” Master Windu asked, even though he obviously already read the written report beforehand.

“Indeed. Perhaps it was the will of the Force, but shortly after we left, his starship exploded. He was, however, alive before then. Daesha was able to let go of her loss and recovered fairly quickly. I don’t believe I would have been able to do the same if our roles were reversed.”

“After learning of your bounty, I ordered that you return to the Temple within the week.” The bald man had a very calm expression, though his tone seemed a little harsh.

“Yes, Master. I plotted a course and we were scheduled to arrive on Coruscant within six days at most.” Kikha hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke, “There was another minor issue. I entered my spawning period. Which might have clouded my judgment on some matters. For example… A certain stowaway.”

“Asmodeus.” Mace Windu sat up straight and took out a datapad, reading some basic information that was written down, “Age: Unknown. Origin: Tatooine. Species: Classified.”

“What do you mean ‘classified’? Why would a species ever be classified?” Master Mundi, the man with the particularly tall and bald pale head, looked over at everyone else. Some of the members were also confused, while others understood.

“Am I allowed to say it?” Kikha mainly asked the two highest authorities in the Jedi Order.

“Master Yoda, it’s your call.”

“A dangerous secret. A painful truth.” Yoda sighed and shook his head once more, “Mmmm, speak, you may.”

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Chapter 54: History

“Pureblood… Sith.” The moment the second word was spoken, there were a few gasps and a few of the Masters simply showed confusion.

“How is that possible? Do you have proof? Actual evidence?” Plo Koon spoke through the cybernetic mask on his face, sounding somewhat distorted.

“What is a ‘Pureblood Sith’? I thought the Sith were a religion that was wiped out a long time ago?” Mundi spoke again, though his sentiments were actually shared by a few other Masters around the room.

“Deus… Asmodeus isn’t really a ‘Sith’. At least not religiously.” Daesha couldn’t help speaking out for the first time since she entered the room, then immediately regretted it when she saw those judgemental eyes again.

Fortunately her Master explained quickly, “This is a story from so long ago that many records have been lost already. Even thousands of years ago, the Pureblood Sith were declining due to various wars, infighting and interspecies breeding. Even what was considered a ‘Pureblood Sith’ was merely a hybrid race between the original Sith Species and the human Dark Jedi who conquered them. Their most notable features are red skin and a high compatibility with… The Dark Side of the Force.”

“Then… What happened to them?” Depa Billaba spoke again. As a human with a fairly short lifespan, it wasn’t too surprising that she didn’t know.

“Genocide.” Yaddle was the one to speak. Although she was ‘only’ half Yoda’s age, she was definitely old enough to know a lot of secrets.

“However, that was nearly five thousand years ago. The Pureblood Sith weren’t completely wiped out. They returned eventually. Then disappeared once more. Likely as Kikha said, interspecies breeding. Unless… Even I am unsure whether the Jedi or Republic of the distant past decided to speed up their extinction. I’m not ‘that’ old.”

“Neither am I, hmmmhmm~!” Yoda added from across the room, “Guided you to this boy, the Force has.”

“Yes, Master Yoda. I believe so as well.” Kikha smiled gently, “Although he did try to hide it, I noticed his peculiarities at first glance…”

When she thought of their first meeting, she almost laughed.

“Asmodeus had a very ancient lightsaber on his… Person. Hmm, well, the lightsaber is at least four thousand years old. It used to belong to a Sith Sorceress who lived during the Old Republic Era. She used the Sarlacc in the Great Pit of Carkoon to prolong her life, but was eventually devoured after her death. Passing down some knowledge and memories to the Sarlacc, which was then passed to the boy.”

“He was eaten by a Sarlacc?” Mundi was surprised again, but so were most of the Jedi. Even Yoda was impressed.

“Yes… Asmodeus was eaten by that Sarlacc. He… Formed a ‘bond’ with the creature over the course of several months.”

“He had sexual relations with the Sarlacc.” Mace Windu said with a straight face.

“Is that legal?” Yarael Poof asked. He was the extremely long-necked, white skinned Quermian between the Zabrak man and the Thothian woman.

“Regardless of whether it’s legal or not in the Republic, we have no authority over Hutt Space.” Adi Gallia spoke calmly, “Even from a moral standpoint, we have no right to judge the child’s actions.”

“Asmodeus believes that ‘Sarry’ is completely Sentient and judging by the way he described her thoughts and actions, I believe she is also Force Sensitive. Perhaps all mature Sarlaccs might be Force Sensitive.”

“Perhaps. However, this meeting isn’t about the viability of Sarlaccs joining the Jedi Order or the morality and legality of Sarlacc-Humanoid relations. Please continue with the report, Kikha.”

“Yes, Master Windu.” She smiled wryly and continued the report.

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Chapter 55: Temptation

“Asmodeus is… Extremely attuned to the Force. He told us that he had only started training himself for a few months since he was lost in the desert, eaten by the Sarlacc and then willingly left to follow the guidance of the Force. The guidance which led him to our ship when he was on the verge of death. His natural talent for Force manipulation is beyond anything I’ve ever seen before.”

“Power can be tempting, but there is always a price to be paid for recklessly abusing the Force.” Yaddle spoke out, “However… I’m sure you’ve already heard this lecture many times before.”

“Master, I’ve ‘given’ that lecture many times before.” Kikha smiled wryly, “Everyone knows, yet when that power is right in front of you. All you need to do is ‘take it’, even Jedi Masters might not be able to resist the temptation.”

“But you were able to resist that temptation, correct?”

“Yes, Master Yaddle… Many times.” Kikha sighed and felt a little embarrassed, “The boy was talented, but he was too old. It’s not just about age, but about maturity. He already had a firm mindset and goals. Perhaps that was why he could resist the allure of the Dark Side while still borrowing its power? Regardless, in my altered state of mind, I made some questionable decisions…”

“Master, it’s not your fault that we got stranded.” Daesha added on the side, “The course we plotted was fine. We just happened to get intercepted and involved in a random pirate attack on some Trade Federation Ships. If we didn’t leave quickly, we might have died then and there.”

“I know that, but it’s no excuse. I should have reported to Master Windu about my altered state. I could have also requested more time. Although our situation was dangerous, it was nowhere near as dangerous as what we experienced…”

“Please, explain what actually happened. In order. Try not to leave anything out that might be of importance.” Adi Gallia spoke from behind them, since they were mostly facing Yoda and Mace Windu on the right side of the room.

“We survived escaping into Hyperspace within an asteroid field, but when we left Hyperspace our T-6 Shuttle was severely damaged…” She looked at the expressions of the Masters, but no one seemed to care about the loss at all. After all, it wasn’t ‘their’ money.

“We were running out of time. Although we were lucky that life support still existed, we lost most of our water supply and given my condition, it didn’t take long before I was extremely dehydrated. We… Survived. We made the absolute most of what little resources we possessed. However, we were still running out of time and the parts we needed to repair the ship weren’t available in the scattered debris around us. I… Was too weak to function for most of that time.”

“I was doing repairs and Asmodeus was moving the ship.” Daesha skipped over the blowjobs, handjobs and cunnilingus, “It took us several weeks to make it to the derelict Lucrehulk. Then we got lucky and happened to have a cookbook onboard that taught us how to prepare Mynocks.”

“Mmmn. With you, the Force was.”

“Yes, Master Yoda, I said the same at the time.” Kikha smiled and revealed her fang-like teeth, “It only took me a few days to recover once we had enough food. Then… That’s when the three of us left the ship behind forever. Again, I’m sorry Master Windu for losing the shuttle.”

“There are countless shuttles, but only so few Jedi.” Mace Windu shook his bald head, “You mentioned a disturbingly large amount of combat droids on that particular Lucrehulk vessel.”

“Yes, far more than necessary for just fighting off pirates or cartels. Fortunately most of their droids are limited to requiring a central control hub. Our only difficulty at first was dealing with the overly aggressive Mynocks. Then… We met a strange droid. Something from thousands of years ago.”

“Suspected to be an HK-50 Assassination Droid from the Old Republic Era.” Mace Windu read the datapad and looked back up at them, “It tried to incite Asmodeus to turn against you. Although it failed, the droid did manage to escape.”

“The HK Droids are apparently extremely dangerous and devious.” Kikha shrugged, “I don’t regret letting it escape. At least not yet. In fact, if it didn’t escape, we might have died…”

“The Force is our greatest ally.” Mundi spoke seriously, “It often helps us, even when we don’t ask.”

“I believe so as well.” Kikha nodded to the elderly man to her left, “The power to the sphere was returned and so was the artificial gravity. However, the atmosphere was still nearly a vacuum. We were ambushed by Droidekas and then even more B-1 Battle Droids. Asmodeus was almost killed in the first moment when his helmet was partially destroyed, though he managed to use the Force to prevent his air from escaping.”

“He managed to do that while also deflecting blaster bolts?” Plo Koon was a little surprised, as were some of the other Masters, though they remained silent.

“He… Tried his best. He was hit several times. Eventually we made an opening in the wall and escaped through it. The other side was an arsenal with very few guards, so we were able to use those weapons against the enemy. Then we made our way into an airlock leading to a command deck. We used our lightsabers to cut through and found a living Neimoidian man. Unfortunately, he was killed by one of his own droids before revealing any information to us.”

“I thought he said something about… He thought that Deus was ‘Maul’. A man that calls himself Darth Maul. Asmodeus mentioned ‘seeing’ Darth Maul hiding among the ships that were fighting before we escaped into Hyperspace back then.” Daesha spoke quickly and a little nervously, but she had calmed down a lot compared to the beginning.

“The man named ‘Darth Maul’ is a notorious mercenary who appeared on Coruscant several times in recent years.” Adi Gallia actually had a vast covert intelligence network on Coruscant, the capital of the Republic, so it’s not surprising that she would have heard of him before. However, she never really paid it much attention.

“We can discuss this ‘Darth Maul’ at another time.” Mace Windu looked at the datapad again and said, “Explain what happened next.”

“We found something… Something terrible.” Kikha had to take a deep breath as her tentacles writhed in discomfort and anxiety, “There was an object. An egg of some kind. Supposedly it was a piece of technology from tens of thousands of years ago. During the Rakatan Empire.”

Hearing that name, even Yoda and Yaddle didn’t seem to remember anything. The Jedi and the Republic kept the Rakata homeworld, Lehon, under quarantine for thousands of years after Revan destroyed the Star Forge. It wasn’t until the Dark Age of the Republic that the quarantine was basically gone. Now days, nobody even knows it exists.

“The egg tried to control and devour me. Fortunately Asmodeus knocked it out of my hand before it was too late. But the egg had already consumed the body of that Neimoidian and had plenty of energy. I rushed to the captain’s control panel and found some shuttles with hyperdrives in a hangar bay on the opposite side from where we ‘landed’ within the ship. Then I initiated the self-destruct program as my helmet shattered and I was knocked out into space.”

“Umm, Master was busy, so she wasn’t really there when Asmodeus and I were fighting the Rakatan monster.” Daesha quickly explained while gesturing with her Lekku and hands, “It wasn’t that much of a fight though. The creature was like a Droid, but also organic. It was very strange and disturbing… Asmodeus said that the Rakatan Empire was wiped out by their own Force-based Technology that relied heavily on the Dark Site and evil rituals.”

“Can you describe a bit more what these Rakatan or Rakata creatures look like?” Mundi asked, but before the girls could speak, Mace Windu activated a hologram that projected an image. The egghead, the eyes on the side near the bottom, along with the small mouth down there. Overall though, it really wasn’t that strange looking compared to a lot of Species.

“I’ve never seen this Species before.” Yaddle looked across the room, “Have you?”

“Hmmm, long ago, I did. In a vision, perhaps.”

“The creature was able to use the Force and we barely escaped to the hanger. At the last moment as that creature was chasing us, the HK Droid appeared and attacked it briefly. Those few seconds were enough for us to board the shuttle and escape. Then I waited to make sure the ship actually self-destructed and the artifact was destroyed. At least, neither of us could sense its presence anymore.”

“A wonderful turn of events. Aside from the loss of a T-6 Shuttle and a bit of suffering, you’ve both learned a lot of valuable lessons along the way.” Plo Koon chuckled, though his eyes were covered by metal and most of his face was also obscured by the breathing apparatus.

“Yes, we’re all very happy to see the two of you return safely.” Yaddle chortled as she looked towards the purple Twi’lek with a smirk on her wrinkled green face, “We just didn’t expect there to be three of you.”

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Chapter 56: Consequences
“Now for the final topic of this meeting.”

Mace Windu read the datapad once more and sighed, looking up at the two young women. Then he rubbed his aching bald head and asked, “Padawan Daesha, I hope you understand the seriousness of this situation.”

“Yes… Master Windu… I, I’m sorry.”

“Calm your emotions, Daesha.” Kikha placed her hand on that shaking right shoulder, causing the girl to quickly relax a lot.

“I’m also responsible for this situation.”

“You’re both at fault here.” Mace stared at them with a stern expression, “Your own written accounts are far too graphic and ‘detailed’ to talk about in a Jedi Council Meeting. So I’ll just get straight to the point. You both understand what you’ve done. And now it’s time to deal with the aftermath.”

“Yes…” Daesha blushed a bit and looked at the few Masters who still had no idea what was going on, “I’m pregnant.”

*Gasp~!* Everyone stared or glared at Mundi, who had the absolute least to say in this matter.

“What’s wrong? I’m not judging, I’m just genuinely surprised.”

“Unlike ‘you’, Daesha has never asked for or received permission to marry or start a family.” Mace Windu explained to the scared ‘little girl’, “The general rule is that if the child is Force Sensitive, they can be raised as a Jedi in the Temple, but you must not have too much contact with them. At least nothing beyond a normal relationship between Jedi. If the child is not Force Sensitive, they can be placed up for adoption or given to the father to raise. Does he know?”

“No… I don’t think so. I haven’t spoken to him since we returned to the Temple.”

“You have nearly a year to decide.” Mace stared into those watery green eyes and continued to speak as sternly as he could, “The Jedi are not just a religious sect. We are the guardians of civilization. Our duties are often extremely dangerous and trying. Many Knights break under that pressure, a Padawan leaving the Order to raise their child is not some new or strange event. It’s just something that happens.”

“Daesha, no matter what you decide, I will take responsibility as your Master.” Kikha smiled, “From the moment the Force guided me to you, I had a feeling that this day would come. Maybe I’ve always known that I wouldn’t be a Jedi forever?”

“How is her situation any different than mine?” Master Mundi suddenly spoke up as he looked around the room, “It might be true that Twi’leks are not facing a population crisis and she also didn’t receive permission beforehand, but the father is likely one of the last of his kind… Correct?”

“But the father isn’t a Jedi.” Adi Gallia shook her head covered in fleshy tendrils, “If he wants to repopulate his Species, it has nothing to do with the Jedi Order.”

“Where ‘is’ the father now?” Mace asked, “Is he still on Coruscant?”

“Deus…” Kikha smiled wryly, “He said he needed to go ‘home’.”

“Home? Where’s that? Tatooine?”

“Not exactly…”

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Chapter 57: Face Reveal

“Sarry~! I’m home~! Did you miss me?!”

‘I felt… Danger. I was worried about your safety. Many times.’

“Awww~! I missed you too! I love you, Baby~!”

Even before the Sheathipede Shuttle landed next to the Sarlacc Pit, Asmodeus and Sarry were still able to communicate telepathically. For that matter, they could ‘feel’ each other from orbit. The hard part was trying to tell the autopilot where and how to land! It wasn’t even as ‘smart’ as an average Droid. It was amazing that he managed to make it all the way from Coruscant to Tatooine without any accidents. The Force was definitely with him for that journey.

The boy was completely naked, because he didn’t want to get his fancy Jedi Robes and other clothes dirty. After all, he didn’t stay long on Coruscant. It was far too chaotic and disturbing. Trillions of Sentient lives, such immense, concentrated fear, pain, torment… He didn’t want to stay there for a moment if he could avoid it. He also didn’t have a valid ID or a license for literally anything. It was the capital city of the Republic, not some backwater ‘uncivilized’ wasteland like Tatooine. The first couple thousand levels down were still relatively orderly.

The only real changes in the lounge of the Sheathipede were the much larger refrigerator and freezer, the ‘sonic toilet’ in the small storage room and he bought a new, more form-fitting black space suit. It wasn’t covered in durasteel armor, just looked like a wet-suit with a bubble helmet, but it was much more convenient overall. As for where he got the money? Considering that he couldn’t speak or understand most languages, obviously his two Jedi wives did all of that. He just hid on the ship and tried not to get found or arrested.

“Ah~! I love sand! Hahahahaha~!”

‘Sand is useful.’

The moment the naked boy walked out onto those hot dunes again, he couldn’t help grinning. Spreading his arms wide, the two hot suns scorched his crimson flesh, but in a good way. Nothing like good old fashioned solar radiation. Something which he had been missing for a long time now. For that matter, even when he lived on Tatooine, most of that time was spent in Sarry’s stomach.

“We’ll have to enjoy our time here while it lasts. Because sooner or later, we’re gonna be busy.”

Asmodeus narrowed his golden eyes and stared up at the bright blue sky, but what he ‘saw’ was the deep, abysmal darkness hidden behind that thin illusory barrier. It wasn’t just empty space. The Force was everywhere. In all things. Flowing like a river in some places, or stagnant like a calm pool. The entire Galaxy was crying out, writhing, afraid, but unable to stop what was coming and what was already here.

“So anyway, I brought you a bunch of really tasty treats from Coruscant! Hahaha~!”

‘Yes! Eat!’

He reached out and the freezer opened up. The portions were actually immensely small for a Sarlacc, or even for himself. But it wasn’t really about sating her appetite, just pleasuring his wife’s taste buds. Everything from Galactic ‘TV Dinners’ to just plain raw meats from various animals. Although she did like human food, her main diet was still meant to be raw meat and even living creatures.

‘We share meal.’

After going down into her belly, those tentacles wrapped up half of his body and started wiggling around. Forming an even tighter psychic connection. To the point where the two of them could feel as if they were sitting at a small dining table in the middle of the desert. All the frozen packages for food were actually ‘self-heating’ and relatively high-tech, so they didn’t even need to wait very long.

“You look as gorgeous as always, Sarry.”

“Thanks, Ass.”

“Just, call me Deus.”

“Ass Mo Deus.”

“Hahaha~! Okay, Sar Lacc.”

“Deus.”

The beautiful crimson eyebrow-less woman giggled and watched as the noodles covered in white sauce started giving off steam. Without worrying about burning herself, she grabbed them roughly with her right hand and started shoving them into her pretty mouth. Of course, when she opened her mouth, Asmodeus could see the several long tongues and hundreds of sharp white fang-like little teeth.

“I… Found two more wives.”

“I know. I saw them.” She looked up at him with creamy sauce and pieces of noodles all over her mouth, “You love them.”

“Of course. They’re both really cute.” Asmodeus grinned and leaned across the table, licking and sucking the mess off her pretty chin. Then he sat back down and felt the tentacles swirling under his ass, around his back, all over his groin. Aside from his arms and head, most of his body was definitely engulfed already.

“Is it wrong that I enjoyed… ‘Defiling’ them so much? Well, maybe defile isn’t the right word. Corrupting?”

“I enjoyed defiling you as well. You’re so innocent and adorable.”

“Aww~! Sarry, you’re really innocent too, ya know?”

“I’m not.” The athletic naked woman shook her head of long black hair and smirked at him, “I’ve devoured the sins of so many people over the millennia… I can’t even remember most of them. Their suffering and torment. Their traumas and fears. I’m a collection of the Dark Side of Sentient Life.”

“We both have a lot of darkness in us. But it’s bullshit if you think you’re ‘evil’.”

As he looked up at the Pureblood Sith, the illusion faded or perhaps simply changed. Instead of a woman, he saw a quadrupedal creature. She was standing in front of him on the dunes. The ‘head’ was like a giant brown bowl filled with jagged teeth. Tentacles emerged from the sides of a large beak. There were lots of rocky mounds on the outside of the mouth, but no eyes, ears or other obvious sensory organs. The gigantic underbelly was covered in thick boney gray armor plates. The two ‘arms’ at the front were covered in thick brown, slightly wrinkled skin, similar to an elephant. There were gigantic white spurs on the tips, like a single claw on each front foot. On the other hand, the hind legs had feet that were in the shape of hooves, though there were no actual claws or ‘hoof’ like material. Just that thick flesh.

Asmodeus floated up and looked down from the sky at her back, which was also covered in thick, wrinkled elephant-like skin, rather than bone plates or a shell. There was a relatively small and cute little nubby tail on the end, which had a slightly tapered end. Along with two long tentacles on the sides of the tail that wiggled around in the air, as if they were going to grab something and shove it up her gigantic ass. Of course, he couldn’t help feeling a little curious…

“You only have one hole? I’m kinda surprised.” He floated behind that gigantic anus that opened up and revealed countless tentacles, grabbing his body and pulling him inside! Of course, whether it was the mouth or ass, it was all basically the same on the inside. Just large, spacious ‘halls’ of meat and flesh, random lumps and of course, tons of tentacles everywhere.

“Are you happy? I finally showed you what I really look like…”

“Of course I’m happy.” He snickered and kissed her red lips as she leaned down, then he rubbed his fingers across her ripped abs, “I can relate though. My last body wasn’t so… Powerful. Or handsome for that matter. For fuck’s sake, I’m not even fully grown and I’m already pretty damn hot.”

“Narcissistic. But you’re not wrong.” Sarry grinned, revealing her pretty white ‘Sith’ teeth, “I’ve absorbed so many humanoids over the years… My tastes have changed. Though I can’t recall ever being attracted to my own kind. I can’t even remember a time when I met one of my kin. Only the memories of my relatives in the minds of my prey.”

“To be fair, you don’t have eyes.”

“Sometimes I forget about that. Especially when I’m with you.”

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Chapter 58: Future Plans

“What if we cloned you a humanoid body? Like this Sith-suit you always like to wear?”

Asmodeus sifted through the giant pile of ancient metal trash in the cave below Sarry’s asshole. They also decided to store all the ‘good’ stuff here, so that it wouldn’t be eroded by her stomach acid. While all the actually useless junk was simply tossed out into the desert above. They had to sort through stuff relatively seriously though, because there might be a twisted piece of metal that was actually pure Beskar or some other really expensive material.

“That would be convenient.” Sarry towered over him at over a head taller than his current 5’10” height. His body was definitely going through a growth spurt, but he hadn’t grown any bone spurs or tendrils yet.

“I know, right?” Asmodeus snickered and picked up a silver mandalorian helmet. It was dented severely, but the metal itself was still intact. Just depends on how much was actually Beskar or whether it was just Durasteel. Not that Durasteel isn’t expensive, but obviously it’s nothing compared to Beskar.

“My plan is to go to Kamino at some point. Not that other people can’t clone shit, but that I can only think of Kamino off the top of my head.”

“You want that ‘Kaminussy’ as you would say.”

“Yeah, wait, no, well, yeah.” He grinned at the beautiful giant woman and tossed the helmet back into the ‘good junk’ pile behind them, “Kaminoans are definitely hot, but not just aesthetically. They’re supposed to be really good at cloning stuff. I think they can definitely figure out a way to make a female clone of me that doesn’t have her own personality or consciousness. Even if she’s just a vegetable, that’s fine. It’d be easier for you to transfer part of your own spirit inside and manipulate her like an avatar.”

“Unfortunately, I’m limited by range…”

“That’s another problem entirely.” Asmodeus reached into the pile again and smirked, finding yet another treasure. It was an old, worn-out gray baton at first glance. There were even some dents and tooth marks. But when he levitated it above his right palm, the outer coating was removed, revealing the relatively intact and delicate parts inside! Everything else was somewhat inconsequential though. The most important pieces were those clear white crystals inside!

“I used to be more worried, but after seeing your real body, I realized that your situation is much better than I expected. You have four limbs and can theoretically walk around like a dog or uh, ‘massiff’ or whatever. If you weren’t stuck inside a bunch of rock, you might be able to move around a bit.”

“My body is too heavy. Movement requires too much energy. My limbs aren’t as strong as when I was a ‘Youngling’.”

“That’s on Tatooine. Gravity is different on other words. And besides, no matter how heavy you might be, you can’t be heavier than a fucking giant metal walker mech, right? Even if you were, we can just give you some cybernetic enhancements. Maybe you can just learn how to use the Force to make yourself light enough to walk normally?”

As he said that, one of the clear crystals started glowing bright blue! The other was just a focusing crystal. Valuable and important, but not as precious as a Kyber Crystal.

“Look. Even crystals can use the Force. I don’t believe a Sarlacc can’t. Especially not a Sarlacc as smart and beautiful as you, heheh~!”

He floated the crystal over into that extended crimson palm. Sarry looked down with her imaginary golden eyes and the crystal started floating again. Unfortunately, the illusion was quickly broken and revealed the tentacle that was lifting it up.

“I can’t.”

“You can’t because you believe you can’t.” Asmodeus grinned, placing his hand on the center of her sternum. Between those two large, perky breasts. There was no heart-beat per se, but he could still feel the juices sloshing around and the muscles of those tentacles pulsating.

“When I first ‘woke up’ in this world, I didn’t realize it was ‘Star Wars’. Uh, I know that probably sounds weird to hear from your perspective. From mine, it was as if-”

“A fantasy became reality.” Sarry smirked at him, “I also like to read Holonovels and watch Holovids. Not much else to do between meals. And my… Guests have also seen and heard quite a bit. The concept of traveling to a strange new world is rather mundane for those who can pilot a starship.”

“But it’s a big deal for a girl who’s been stuck underground for over thirty-thousand years.” Asmodeus snickered and ran closed his eyes, still able to see that pretty red face. Even clearer now than before. The Kyber Crystal was shining like a tiny blue star and ‘singing’. A song of hope and sorrow.

“Don’t be sad. Your Master might have left, but I’m sure they’ve gone to a better place. Don’t dwell on the time you’ve spent lost and forgotten. Focus on the beautiful, bright future ahead of you!”

“Didn’t you say that the future would be filled with war, terror, chaos and death?”

“I mean, like… After that?” Asmodeus snickered.

“You said that there would be decades of even worse torment, slavery, genocide under the new ‘Order’. Then there would be chaos again shortly afterwards. And after a brief respite, there would be another great war, and another…”

“Okay, so it’s called Star Wars, not Starcraft! Well, that’s not a great example either…”

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Chapter 59: Loot Luck
The Force doesn’t manifest itself equally in everyone. Certain Species have much higher talents in certain areas than others. For example, the Chiss in particular had a very high talent for Foresight. Their female Force Sensitives would always naturally be able to use their foresight or ‘Third Sight’ from the moment they were born, but it would gradually grow weaker as they got older.

Sarlaccs were naturally able to use their telepathic abilities, but when it came to other Force Tricks… At least in 30k+ years, Sarry still hadn’t been able to do much else. This could be a lack of imagination and faith or simply a limitation based on her own Species.

*Rumble~!*

“Hahahaha~! Good~! Good~! Hahahahaha~!”

Asmodeus on the other hand, as a Sith Pureblood, was more of a natural ‘all-rounder’. He had a proclivity towards the Dark Side and Force Lightning, but overall, those were still just pretty generic Jedi-Sith Force Abilities.

As he floated a few meters above the cracked and dry desert, the ground shook and trembled! The naked man wasn’t cross-legged this time, but simply levitated with his feet dangling down. The sand swirled around violently and formed a huge whirlwind!

He spread his hands and gripped tightly, then the ground exploded upwards! Gigantic boulders flew off into the distance on the sides, along with tons of sand and dust. Fortunately, he had experience now and could easily ‘block’ his face with a protective mask of less-dusty dry desert air. His body was still sand-blasted though.

“Fuck! Hahaha~! Feels like I just gave the planet an orgasm!”

Of course, there was no magma. He was just digging a hole very dramatically. This particular spot was only a hundred meters away from the Sarlacc Pit. After Asmodeus did some more digging and removed enough space, he shouted, “Alright, Sheathy! You can park now!”

“Roger-roger.” The dull androgynous voice came from the loudspeakers on the outside of the shuttle as it flew over slowly from the distance and lowered down into the pit as carefully as its skills would allow. There was quite a bit of space on every side of the vehicle, since the pit was nearly 30 meters wide and somewhat circular. The depth was far enough that the tall tail fin thing in the back and the antenna sticking up on the front wouldn’t be visible too easily. Obviously if someone flew over it and looked down, they could see the ship, but this was in the middle of nowhere. Right next to the Sarlacc Pit that was fairly famous.

“Should be fine now…” Asmodeus landed on the ground and sighed, “Flying is cool, but kind of exhausting on a planet with normal gravity.”

It would be different if the Force simply removed the relative gravity of an object. But it ‘felt’ more like he had to lift things. Push off of other stuff. Pull things. Almost like there were a bunch of long, invisible hands or arms doing all the work. They were still attached to his body or attached to various surfaces nearby. Obviously that wasn’t exactly what was happening, but it’s just a metaphor or simile.

“The Force ‘can’ negate gravity though. And so can various technologies.”

He couldn’t help thinking about the idea of shoving some engines, hyperdrives and other goodies up Sarry’s ass…

“Now I’m getting horny again. Hmmm… No, I need to train more seriously. The war is coming. Pft-haha-em, it’s gonna be happening soon. Even without the war, Tatooine ain’t a safe place. So much to do, so little time…”

He still ended up fucking Sarry for a few hours, but afterwards he went outside into the hot suns and started jogging through the desert. He wasn’t just jogging though. He also caught a few massiffs that tried to eat him.

“See, I feel bad about killing those other cute little bastards, but you assholes are too fucking arrogant.”

They growled and whimpered while being slurped up by that gigantic mouth. But he just shrugged and turned away while hearing his wife whisper into his mind, ‘Thanks for lunch, Deus.’

“You’re welcome~! Hahaha~! Life is awesome!”

Well, he still didn’t know that he had a baby on the way. Though even if he did, that might just make him more excited.

“Hmm… What is that? Feels like…”

After taking a break and eating some juicy Hubba Gourds, Asmodeus noticed a familiar sensation… Maybe it was more like a soft, sad voice calling out for him to help?

“So this is the place…”

As soon as he arrived at the unassuming orange sands, he could hear the high-pitched hum through the whistling winds. He reached out towards that big hill a dozen meters away and the sand blew off to the sides rapidly. Revealing the hundreds of desiccated and charred ancient corpses. Some still had a bit of dried meat left, but most were just bones, cloth and metal. He recognized the Tusken masks and bludgeoning weapons very easily. There were also some blasters that looked like staves or spears.

“Not sure if they’re still worth anything. But that doesn’t matter.”

He ignored those remains and instead focused on the sand under his feet, which drifted away in a few seconds. There was another pile of charred bones, but her spirit had long since returned to the Force. The clothes and any equipment she might have had on her was ruined by now. Yet…

“So fucking well preserved! Holy shit! Yes!”

He felt like he won the lottery again as the two-foot long hilt flew into his hands. The sand and dust disappeared to reveal the fancy golden bands around the end, along with the parts on the middle with some black buttons, dials and knobs. The grips were white and there was a latch in the middle. When he moved it, the saberstaff transformed into two separate lightsabers.

“This is so fucking badass.”

Even if he had a crazy Sith lightsaber, it didn’t mean he wasn’t interested in collecting more. In fact, he thought it was both silly and dangerous to not have a few backup weapons. Especially when lightsabers did in fact run out of batteries eventually.

*Tshhh~! Bssszzzz~!*

*Hummm~!*

“Nice!” Even though the power was set to the lowest, two long blades still shot out immediately when he fiddled with the buttons a bit. The blade grew longer and shorter, eventually he ‘set’ them to about a meter each. Then turned the blades off and looked around.

“Let’s see if I have any ‘loot luck’ left today?”

Unfortunately, most of the weapons were destroyed by lightning thousands of years ago. Maybe there might be an archeologist somewhere out there that cares about a bunch of random Tuskens, but he didn’t have much hope that their corpses would be valuable. Just in case, he still buried them under the sand.

“But you… ‘Shadow’. Umm, well, your Mommy was still a Jedi after all. Probably even a Master if she could get the drop on that Sith bitch. Maybe someone would be interested? Uh, then again, I could also just hand it over to the Jedi Temple. They might have archaeologists or something.”

In fact, the Jedi had Researchers, Archaeologists and a variety of other professions. They even had geologists. Hence why one didn’t actually need to be Force Sensitive to become a Jedi. Though it was very rare for that to be the case.

*Rumble~!*

“Hmmm…” Asmodeus narrowed his golden eyes and saw that giant shark-like head pop up out of the dunes in the distance. That singular black eye glared at him for a while, before the pitted armored ‘face’ disappeared back below the sands once more.

“Oh well. I wouldn’t have even fucked with you in the first place if you didn’t try to hurt my wife.”

He shook his head and levitated the Twi’lek bones very carefully. Some of them were cracked and broken from the way she died. But it seemed like they were still much sturdier than ordinary creatures. Even after being buried in the sand for ages.

“Don’t worry, Shadow. I’ll make sure your Mommy returns home.”

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Chapter 60: Shmi
In the dark, smelly tent, a middle-aged woman was tied to a simple wooden frame. Leather straps held her wrists in place, while her legs were spread apart. On her face were a few bleeding gashes and a busted upper lip. Her dark-brown hair was laying messily across her strong back.

There were lashes and cane scars from her childhood, but also some fresh bleeding wounds from more recently. Especially her reddened ass cheeks and the back of her thighs. The woman opened her tired brown eyes as she saw those disgusting Tusken bastards again…

“Human… Drink.”

“E chu ta!”

The woman took a sip of water and spat it in that scary masked face. Causing some of the other Tuskens to start laughing. Of course, the man who was spat on, walked around behind her back and turned to the others, “I’m first.”

“Go!”

“Rape!”

“Euuuhuhuhu~!” Well, one of them was laughing like a walrus.

“Just do it already!” The woman shouted angrily, “What’re you waiting for?! Do it!”

Instead of the pleasure she desired, all she got was some more boring torture. The robed men and women lashed her body, or struck her with blunt instruments. It hurt… But it wasn’t what she wanted.

In the end, they even cleaned up her wounds a bit and forced her to put on some clothes. She was exhausted, dehydrated, starving and… Bored. Being left alone in that empty hut all night and day, with nothing to do other than wait for a little more ‘humiliation’ and pain. Unfortunately, she was a slave all her life. Being naked, ridiculed, beaten, these were just normal occurrences.

“Poodoo…”

The woman opened her eyes again, but this time she wasn’t tied up anymore. She was laying under a brown blanket on a small bed that barely fit her fairly short height. Pushing it off to the side, her slightly sweaty body was revealed. There were scars across her slightly defined abs, even those breasts. The left nipple was completely missing. Bitten off by a womp rat a long time ago. Her neck and face were unmarred though, at least not from scars. Just the usual weathering of living as a human on Tatooine for so many years.

As far as appearances were concerned, she wasn’t particularly amazing. Even hideous by some Species aesthetic standards. Looking up at the beige stone ceiling blankly, the woman sighed and reached down, feeling those curly brown hairs. She dug her fingers into the messy pubes and gripped, pulling them upwards a bit.

“I need to trim… But why bother?”

She murmured to herself, extending her fingers down further. That protective skin sheathe was somewhat dry and chapped. It actually stung a bit when she fiddled with it. Eventually she stopped, instead reaching down to those sticky pink labia. They were also sensitive and a little sore.

“I hate sand.” The woman pulled out a few grains that were actually stuck inside as she spread her legs and lips open, “It gets everywhere.”

She heard some movement and looked back towards the round-headed reddish-brown door. Fortunately she remembered to lock it…

“Ani should be busy.” The room wasn’t too brightly lit. The windows were near the ceiling ahead of her and extremely small. However, on Tatooine, which is almost always bright and sunny, even that little bit was enough.

She reached back and grabbed a small brown jug from the end-table behind her pillow, taking a small sip as she inclined a bit to avoid choking. Putting the warm water back, she reached behind her head again and grabbed a small disk that fit in the palm of her calloused hand. She pressed some buttons and a holographic blue image was displayed.

“No~!”

“Oop!” She quickly turned off the sound, then turned it up very slightly once she realized that her son didn’t seem to hear anything. In the holographic video was a young and beautiful human woman. Though it was hard to tell with the blue filter.

“Please, don’t do this! I have money!”

“We’ll take your money too. But first…”

“Aaah~!”

Although it was a little over-dramatized, she had seen the ‘real thing’ countless times in her long life as a slave. She couldn’t help remembering her own mother for a moment…

“I’m such a piece of Bantha poodoo…”

Then she sucked on her fingers and started rubbing her sore clit. Spread those sticky lips and thrust as deep as she could into those creamy depths. She grunted and groaned, trying to find the right spot, but it just didn’t feel good enough. She wanted more.

“Mom! I’m going out!”

“Okay, Ani! Be careful! Love you!”

She stopped for a moment, then heard the door close and continued a lot harder, rougher. Until it hurt too much and didn’t feel good enough to keep going. The girl in the video was tied to a frame and being raped by a bunch of ‘Tuskens’ but they were just humans and Twi’leks in the end.

“I need to stop procrastinating.”

Eventually she couldn’t get off. Feeling irritated and unsatisfied, but also… Numb. This was the way it’s always been, her entire life.

*Diii~!*

She quickly turned off the video and picked up the comm link behind her pillow. The moment she turned it on, she heard an obnoxious masculine voice.

“Shmi! You ugly Schutta! When are those damn holoprojectors going to be fixed?!”

“Just finished them now, Boss. I’ll be over in a moment.”

“Hurry up! You’re lucky you have such a useful son!”

“Yes… Boss. I know…”

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Chapter 61: Junk

A few little droids were scampering around in the messy ‘Junkshop’. There were dangerous metal objects hanging from the ceiling, a big bulky black droid on a lit-up counter, along with other random metal trash. Of course, Watto’s Junkshop also sold plenty of other things. Tools, ship parts, anything and everything, even holoprojector porn and computers or star charts.

However, the business was never really all that great. It was rare for Shmi to see a customer. She usually just ‘cleaned’, though the little blue bald flying bastard’s standards for cleanliness were abysmal. That just made her job easier though.

Shmi was 40 years old now. For the past 9 years, she’s been taking care of her son Anakin… But now? Now she’s truly alone… Of course, she told herself, “The Jedi will give him everything I can’t.” And, “No matter what happens out there, it can’t be more dangerous than pod racing. At least he’s free.”

The Jedi didn’t often publicize the tragic deaths of their members. Especially young, immature and reckless Padawans. For that matter, even Master Sifo-Dyas was killed recently. Yet most people wouldn’t even recognize the old man’s name now days. Especially on Tatooine.

Looking around to make sure that annoying asshole wasn’t around, she sat down on the small metal stool behind the big, curved stone counter. Then she looked around again, before taking a datapad out from under the counter. It was technically her own personal datapad, but does a slave really ‘own’ anything?

She smiled wryly and started typing with her thumbs rapidly. Biting her somewhat chapped lower lip, she thought for a moment and kept going.

[I will say something about trauma though. As someone, a Sentient, like everyone else. We've all experienced plenty of trauma in one way or another. Sometimes the most traumatic thing that can happen to someone is just... Nothing.]

Breathing out a sigh, she sneaked a glance over towards the door to the left and didn’t hear anything, so she kept writing.
[Neglect is abuse too, but sometimes we can't help but neglect ourselves. We try to protect ourselves so hard that we end up alone for such a long time that we forget that we're allowed to have sex. It's the normal thing. Not something to fear. No matter how much we]
*Tssh~!* The closed metal door of the shop suddenly opened and a gust of hot air blew through!

Shmi almost yelped, but just smiled and put the datapad back under the counter. Standing up and asking with a bright smile, “Welcome, how can I help you, Sir?”

“You’re a junk shop, right? I’ve got some pretty fucking expensive junk I wanna sell.”

The moment she looked into those beautiful golden eyes, she was stunned. It was only a few seconds later that she noticed his missing eyebrows and crimson skin. He was wearing brown pants and black boots. That was it! His huge chest and defined abs made her a little mesmerized, especially those arms…

*Clunk!* She finally snapped out of her daze when the heavy metal crate was placed on the counter in front of her face. Compared to the 6 foot tall man, she was about 6 inches shorter.

*Click!* Shmi unlocked the box very familiarly and stood on a metal stool to see down inside more easily.

“Is this… A Mandalorian helmet?”

“Yup.” He snickered, “It’s been digested by a Sarlacc and still survived thousands of years, so I’m guessing it’s probably got some real Beskar in it. Is there some way to test?”

“Of course, Sir.” Shmi’s hands trembled a little. The metal wasn’t heavy. Beskar was very light in fact. But that small amount of Beskar… Was worth more than her life! For that matter, as an ‘aged’ human slave, she wouldn’t even be worth half a gram of pure Beskar.

“Awesome! Hahah~! Anyway, there are some old vibroblades, blasters, all kinds of random shit. I also found these uh… I guess these are probably some kinda credits? I don’t really know.”

Carefully putting down the helmet on the counter, she watched as the man pulled out a bunch of random weapons. Even just a huge stack of money!

“Sir… This is a Junk Shop, not a bank-”

“Shut your stinking mouth!” A loud and angry voice came from the other room, followed by the sound of buzzing blue wings as the ugly little man flew over with a smile on his Toydarian face. He had big eyes, a trunk-like nose, with little tusks in his large beige mouth. His belly was also yellowish-beige, unlike the blue shades of the rest of his body. As for clothes, he wore a small vest that was open and revealed that pot-belly, along with what was essentially just a black speedo or diaper. Either way, it didn’t seem to be covering much, because there was no bulge. He also had some scraggly black hairs on his round chin, but not quite a beard.

“Please ignore my stupid human slave! Haha~! I’ll take everything ya got! Five hundred peggats!”

“What?!” Shmi was shocked, but then Watto glared at her and she smiled ‘sincerely’, “Sorry, Boss, I didn’t expect you to be so generous.”

“Hahah~! I’ve got no fucking clue what a Peggat is… But I ain’t gotta be a mind reader to know you’re trying to rip me the fuck off!”

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Chapter 62: ‘Trade’

“Alright, alright! Easy buddy! It’s called bargaining! It’s all business, okay?! No need to get so upset!”

“Tell me how much some shit is worth.” The handsome and shirtless man ignored Watto, turning towards the ‘stupid human slave’ instead, “I’m Asmodeus by the way. Nice to meet you.”

“Shmi…” She looked over and saw those orange eyes glared at her, “But you should ask my Owner instead.”

“Yeah, no need to waste time with this old woman, haha~!” Watto spoke in ‘common’, then turned to the woman and shouted, “Get outta here! If you keep embarrassing me here, I’ll sell you to a Jawa!”

“Instead of a Jawa, why don’t you sell her to me?” Asmodeus looked down at the tiny human woman and smirked as he saw her fidgeting, “How about I trade her for the helmet?”

“No way!” Watto retorted angrily, “Even if you traded everything here, it wouldn’t be worth a skilled slave!”

“You’re a pilot, right?” Asmodeus ignored the buzzing blue man and walked closer to the woman who was about to leave the room. He reached out and almost touched her left temple with his fingers as she shivered, “Pilot, mechanic, maid, you even raised a son in such shitty conditions…”

“You’re… Are you a Jedi?”

“Jedi?! Another one?! What’s with all these damn Jedi coming to Tatooine lately?!”

The Toydarian complained as he floated over and grinned at the man, “How about we make a bet instead?”

“Let me guess. You’ll give me the girl if I win and you get all my shit if I lose?” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes.

“Exactly~! Haha, everybody loves a good gamble, right? I just lost my other slave in a bet not long ago… Who knows? I might get unlucky again!”

“You don’t seem like a Jedi…” Shmi shivered again and took a few steps back, breathing heavily and holding her hand over her chest. She was wearing a simple gray robe, with a lighter gray shirt underneath.

“Jedi or no Jedi, my offer stands!” Watto glared at the stupid slave again, but she didn’t even notice him anymore.

Shmi saw something. As if there were countless crimson tentacles writhing around behind his back! His face was still as handsome and perfect as before, but the way he looked at her…

“Last chance.” Asmodeus finally turned to the blue man hovering to his right, “You’ll take the helmet for the slave.”

“Hah~! You damn Jedi always think you’re so special! Your mind tricks won’t work on me!” The Toydarian was a soldier before, with a strong will even among his kind. Even Master Qui-Gon Jinn couldn’t manipulate him!

“I never said I was a Jedi.”

“Ack~! St-stop~!” Watto struggled to breath and gripped his throat helplessly as his body slammed up against the wall! His wings were broken by the impact and a sharp piece of metal was sticking out through his bulging belly.

“Take, take her! She’s yours!”

Asmodeus turned back to Shmi and smiled gently, “It seems like you belong to me now, my cute little slave.”

“Please… Don’t hurt him anymore.” Although she didn’t like the blue bastard, even hated him at times, he definitely wasn’t the worst owner she ever had.

“Are you sure?” Asmodeus snickered as he let go and let the man breathe again. Though he was still struggling to pull himself free from the wall. Those little wings were smashed, so he just fell down and groaned in pain. Bleeding all over the floor from the holes in his back and belly.

“Nobody would care if he died.”

“I would care…” Shmi sighed and then looked back up at him again, “I’m sorry, Master. It’s not my place to decide what you do…”

“Ugh~!” He walked over to the barely conscious Toydarian and crouched down, “Fine. Congratulations, Dumbass. You get to live.”

Reaching out towards that profusely bleeding back, Asmodeus released a strange purple light emanated along his arm, spurting out of his palm and onto the wound. The wound was pinched together and then sealed shut. Not just on the outside, even inside the body, those injuries were rapidly regenerating!

“You can… Heal, with the Force?”

“Why not?” Asmodeus shrugged, “Whether he gets cancer later ain’t my problem though.”

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Chapter 63: Tracker Chip

“You belong to me now, Shmi. So… Help me figure out where this helmet is really Beskar or not.”

Even though Watto passed out from blood loss, they didn’t leave. After all, there were plenty of useful tools everywhere in the Junkshop. Asmodeus had no idea what any of them did, but that’s why he needed an unpaid employee who did!

“Right away, Master.”

Shmi breathed a sigh as she smelled the stench of Toydarian blood in the air, but then again, she’s seen much worse. The fact that she was able to persuade the handsome man at all made her a little more relieved. Even Watto would have punished her if she spoke up for someone else like that.

“This… I’m sorry, Master, but there isn’t much Beskar in this helmet.”

It only took her a few minutes to use some glowing scanning devices to figure out that the majority of the material was in fact Durasteel. With a little Chromium and Titanium. The Titanium here is a special type of metal stronger than Durasteel. Chromium was also a very rare metal, which had extremely reflective properties, capable of jamming various signals, while also being extremely durable. Both materials were used in Hyperdrives to resist interdimensional shift stress.

“However, even if it isn’t Beskar, the Durasteel, Chromium and Titanium are still very valuable.”

“I might not be a Jedi, but I also don’t really wanna give a shit about money.” Asmodeus shrugged, “Since it’s not Beskar, then I don’t really care what you do with it. The other shit can be sold or traded, I don’t really care.”

“Yes, Master…” Shmi hesitated for a while, before she finally asked, “Can I call you by your name?”

“Sure.” He nodded casually.

“Asmodeus…” Breathing a sigh, she finally explained, “All slaves have a tracker chip installed in them. If we get too far away from our Masters, then… So if you want to truly own me, you need to have the tracker chip authority transferred to yourself.”

“Do you know where it is?” He took a step forward and looked down at her thick brown hair, then her slightly aged face. She had some crows feet and cracked lips, but overall, she was still pretty good looking. At least for a human.

“I’m sorry… I don’t know. If I knew, then I would have removed it a long time ago.”

“So what you’re saying is that as long as you can find it, you can take it out?”

“Yes… Master?” She flinched as he reached out with those sharp black claws towards her head! However, she ultimately didn’t try to escape. There was no reason for her to run either. She didn’t feel ‘malice’ or any sense of danger. It was just a little awkward the way he started parting her hair and his fingers tickled her scalp.

“I’m sure you probably already checked under your hair, right?”

“Master, I’ve checked almost everywhere. I’ve used scanners, not just looking with my eyes for surgical marks. The tracking chips are too small to see. It could be somewhere in my stomach lining or my bowels…”

“No, not your bowels… I can feel it. You’re pretty close though.”

“You can feel it with the Force?” She furrowed her brows and tried to look up at his face, not his tits, but it was difficult due to their size difference.

“I can feel the ‘danger’. And there’s a big difference in the way organic and inorganic objects feel.”

“That’s great… Wait, you want to help me take my tracker out? Aren’t you afraid I’ll run away?”

“Run where?” Asmodeus suddenly lifted her up by her armpits and sat her down on the big stone counter not far from his metal box, “You belong to ‘me’ now.”

She looked straight into his glowing golden eyes and trembled, “Yes… Master.”

“I can do whatever I want to you.”

He wasn’t asking for permission. Merely stating a fact. For that matter, he could do whatever he wanted to most people in Mos Espa and they would be totally at his mercy.

“But it’s no fun if you can’t resist.”

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Chapter 64: Force Surgery

“Fun…” Shmi was stunned and didn’t react as her gray robe was ripped open. Not just the robe, but even her tunic underneath was torn to the sides. She wasn’t wearing any underwear. She never did.

“Nice.” Asmodeus smirked as he scanned that surprisingly sexy body. Although she was covered in scars and missing her left nipple, it actually turned him on a lot more. Doing manual labor, always getting just enough food to survive and also the lack of water made her abs look a lot more ‘cut’ than an ordinary person.

“You’re a lot hotter than I expected. I like the pubes by the way.”

“Thank you, Master.” She tried to calm her breathing, but her tan chest was already somewhat flushed, just like her neck and face. Without saying anything else, she removed the ripped robe and tunic on her own. Pushing it aside and sitting on the cool stone table with her bare ass.

“I’m your slave. You can do whatever you want with me.”

“Since you’re my slave, I can’t let some other bastard have any control over your body.”

He pressed on her smooth left breast and pushed her down onto her back slowly, gently. Because he was afraid of damaging her weak human body. She wasn’t a trained Jedi or a Sarlacc, and he wasn’t a human. Sith Purebloods are several times stronger than regular humans, even if they aren’t so much bigger and taller.

“Mmn.” Shmi spread her legs the moment he touched those scarred, thin but muscular thighs, “Please tell me what to do, Master.”

“Will this tracker explode if I try to remove it?”

“I don’t think so… It shouldn’t. But be careful. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’m not that fragile. But this will probably pinch a little.”

Asmodeus looked at his sharp, claw-like black fingernails and smiled wryly. He hadn’t really thought about this problem in a while, but it wasn’t that big of a deal. He reached out and grabbed a random vibroblade that barely worked. Within a minute, his nails were down to smooth, rounded nubs. Then he tossed the blade back onto the table as Shmi trembled.

“Mmmmn-aaah~!” Shmi screamed as he placed his palm over her navel. The innie belly button became an outie within a few seconds of excruciating pain!

“It’s kind of an obvious choice if you think about it.” He snickered and then regretted removing his fingernails too soon. Well, a little more ‘Force’ and the BB sized tracker-bomb burst out of her bellybutton. The metal bead floated above his right hand for a moment, before he flicked it across the room, into Watto’s open mouth as he drooled on the ground.

“Hold on a second. I’ll be done soon.”

Asmodeus poked his finger into her bloody hole and pushed all that flesh back inside. It took a few tries. Then his palm radiated that purple light again as her meat regenerated rapidly into a relatively normal-looking innie belly button again.

“How is it? Does it hurt anymore? I need to make sure I finished healing everything properly.”

“Yes… No, I mean, no, I feel fine now. Thank you, Master Asmodeus.”

Shmi pushed off the hard table with her elbows and looked up at that handsome face. Then she looked down at her naked body. She closed her legs with her knees dangling off the edge of the counter, but he reached down and grabbed her inner thighs, spreading them apart forcefully.

“Is there anything else?”

“This is going to hurt. But it should hurt a lot less.”

“Aaaah~!” Although what he said was true, having a kidney stone removed with the Force was definitely not a pleasant experience. Even for someone who had experienced 40 years of slavery and giving birth once. However, compared to pissing it out, the process was much easier and faster. He even used that purple light to heal her scratched urethra afterwards.

“Okay, we should be good to go now!”

Fortunately although the tunic was destroyed, her long-sleeved gray robe was still intact. She just felt awkward wearing it against her bare chest and ass. The tunic was much more comfortable.

“You good? Let’s go sell this shit and go home. Uh, you have a home, right?”

“Yes, Master. Even though Watto owns the house, I’m the only person who lives there. And all the furnishings inside were bought with my own money.”

“I mean, even if he tried to start some shit, I don’t mind finishing the job. Hahaha~! Come on, let’s go~!”

Asmodeus casually carried the heavy metal box in his left hand like it was a small cooler or suitcase. Shmi was stunned for a moment and didn’t move, her legs were still trembling. Of course, she was also staring at that muscular back and that long black hair, obviously she also checked out his ass in those simple brown pants.

“What’re you waiting for? Come on!” A powerful ‘force’ pulled her towards his waving right hand, until she started walking on her own. Those brown boots touched the ground and she almost tripped. But Shmi quickly steadied herself and jogged after his back as the door opened, revealing the bright light outside the junk shop.

“You have to tell me where to go, because I have no fucking clue.”

Shmi struggled not to laugh, looking around at the empty, dusty orangish-yellow street. The beige buildings that seemed to be made of sandstone. There were some large towers in the distance, above the small buildings nearby. And starships could be seen taking off or landing, since there was literally a Spaceport in the city.

“This way. We should go to Kmilly’s Scrapyard first. She’s a Zabrak and doesn’t like to bargain, but she’s also much more honorable than most traders around here.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Mon Toluni is a Twi’lek smuggler, but he also has ties with the Hutt Cartel. If you want to trade weapons, it’s best to go to him. He’s an acquaintance at least.”

“Gotcha.”

“Kal Slen is a Munn who has ties to the Banking Guild, so if you want to exchange credits for another currency, he’s the best choice. Though he will definitely try to cheat us.”

“Unless he’s Darth Plagueis, he ain’t cheating shit.”

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Chapter 65: Credits and Peggats
“Who would’ve known that the fucking box was the most valuable thing! Hahaha~! The Force has a pretty good sense of humor sometimes.”

“I should have realized it sooner… Who would make a simple supply crate out of Chromium?”

Except for the datapad they picked up from Watto’s shop later, the two of them were empty handed now. Of course, there was also a black hilt on Asmodeus’ left hip, but he obviously wouldn’t sell his own lightsaber.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea to put everything in the bank though?”

“Even if it’s something illegal in the Republic, no one would bat an eye out here. It’s much easier and safer to use bank credit transfers…” Shmi looked around at the prying eyes everywhere and got closer to that muscular chest, her eyes were barely at his shoulders. So she had to stand on her toes to whisper in his ear, “People usually only deal with small coins, wupiupis and truguts mostly. It’s rare to see a peggat. No one would carry around a thousand peggats, Master.”

Not just a thousand peggats. There was also an equal amount of Republic Credits, about 40,000.

“But I still don’t really understand the prices of shit.” He looked over and saw her reddened face, though obviously not as ‘red’ as his was, “What can you buy for eighty-k credits?”

“A GX1 Short Hauler.”

“I have no idea what that means.”

She held his muscular arm against her chest and looked up at his ‘cute’, clueless face, “Master… It’s a type of ship. A shuttle. You can buy one for eighty-five thousand credits, ‘new’, directly from the manufacturer.”

“That’s pretty good then. How much does a Sheathipede Shuttle cost? I’ve got one of them.”

“I think they’re a hundred and twenty thousand, but… They’re mostly used by Trade Federation dignitaries. Master, I’m starting to worry now.”

“You think I left it in the spaceport?” Asmodeus smirked and started walking ahead, “Don’t worry. I left my ship at home. Speaking of which, let’s go to your place, I’m kinda exhausted.”

“Okay.” She struggled to keep up with his pace, “But Master, my house is in the Slave Quarters. Over there.”

“I know. You already told me. But I figured we should pick up some groceries first!”

“Master, there’s no grocery store over there.”

“Then you lead the way! I’ve never been here before, hahaha~!”

The two of them went shopping for a little while, but even after buying a lot of food, they still barely made a dent in their bank account. It was still bright and sunny by the time they got to Shmi’s ‘hovel’. They were basically large stone apartments. There were a bunch of stairs without railings leading up to the higher floors, but her house was one of the bottom ones.

“This place is actually pretty damn nice.”

“Thank you… We used to have to share a home this size with six other people.”

“Yeah, that sounds like shit. I’m sorry, you guys say ‘poodoo’ here.”

“Yes… It was very poodoo.” She couldn’t help laughing a bit as she walked over to the kitchen on the right side of the living room they just entered. A decent sized beige stone dining table was in the middle of the room. There was a big machine up against the back wall, with one pipe going up into the ceiling, with a bunch of other pipes stretching down into the ground. There was also a small workshop to the left when they just entered the house.

“You can stay in my son’s room… I’m sorry, Master. You can sleep wherever you want. I shouldn’t have told you what to do again.”

“Shmi, you should know by now that I don’t give a shit about that kinda stuff.”

She opened her mouth a few times, but eventually just smiled and nodded. Then she turned back around and started putting away the groceries in the cabinets. There were also refrigerators and freezers, but they weren’t large. More like small cabinets above the burners and counters.

“Master, what would you like for dinner?”

“Uh, make whatever you wanna eat. I don’t really care. I don’t know what most of the shit we bought tastes like in the first place.”

Asmodeus snickered and looked around curiously. He walked past her back and opened a door, but it led to outside the house. There was a cobblestone-like street with another row of ‘slave hovels’ over there. He saw a green-skinned Rodian woman staring at him with those big orange bug-like eyes. Then she continued smoking her cigarette while looking somewhere else.

After closing the door, he turned to Shmi and asked, “So where’s the bathroom anyway?”

“It’s over there. That used to be my son’s room. Anakin… He was taken to the Jedi Temple recently. A nice couple named Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan.”

“Hah~! Ehm, sorry, well, I don’t know if they’re a ‘couple’ or not. But they are pretty nice. Never met them though. Just heard stories from my Jedi friends.”

After he went to the bathroom and came back, he saw Shmi sitting at the dining table, sipping a little water at a time. The food was cooking on the stove by itself, with some mechanical arms reaching down and dealing with everything.

As he sat down across from her, she looked up and asked: “Master, if you aren’t a Jedi, what are you?”

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Chapter 66: Unreasonable

“I think we’re just called ‘Force Users’. I know, it’s not as fancy as Sith, Jedi, Dark Jedi or whatever else. But I never took any oaths, vows or whatever. I just do what I want. Live my best life.”

Asmodeus reached out and the water flew out of the glass she was drinking from, then swirled around in the air and went directly into his mouth. He licked his hips and laughed at her surprised expression.

“The cool thing about the Force is that you can basically just do whatever you want, as long as you’re genetically predisposed for it. My Species is particularly overpowered. But… You’re not that bad yourself either. I can feel the Force is strong in you too.”

“Me? How is that possible?” She smiled wryly and shook her head, “I’m just an old slave. If I was Force Sensitive, then someone would’ve noticed a long time ago. Maybe I would’ve been sold to the Jedi Temple or trained as an assassin.”

“Or a pilot.” He snickered as she got up to bring over a whole pitcher of cold water. Pouring some back into her glass and filling a separate glass for her Owner.

“Maybe the Force didn’t wanna make me too strong, so it didn’t bother giving me any piloting cheat codes. But most Force Users are just naturally really good at flying, driving, even doing computer stuff can be easier if you’re using the Force. Most Force Sensitives don’t even realize they’re special.”

“I guess, there might be something special about me. But it’s a little embarrassing.” She sat down again and fiddled with her glass, eventually she looked up into those golden eyes.

“I’m actually… A virgin.”

“I know.” Asmodeus shrugged, “I was surprised at first. It just seemed impossible and unreasonable. But don’t forget that I can read your thoughts if I feel like it.”

There’s a reason why Qui-gon Jinn believed so easily that Anakin really didn’t have a father. Because she was a 30 year old virgin when she got pregnant suddenly! Then she raised her son for 9 years while working her ass off as a maid, mechanic, tending a junk shop… She had many owners before, but most of those were when she was very young. They might have beaten and abused her, but they never went that extra step. Gardulla the Hutt liked humanoid women, sure, but her standards were way too high! They can have as many beautiful Twi’leks, Humans and other Species as they want. Shmi just wasn’t good enough to make the cut.

“I used to… I still have a lot of trauma regarding sex. I always tried to make myself useful in other ways. I was so afraid of ending up like those schuttas… I had a fantasy. Maybe one day I’d be free. I’d be able to find a loving husband. Raise a family together. Then I had Anakin somehow.”

“Makes sense.”

There was an awkward silence for a while after that as the two of them drank their water. Eventually, Shmi asked, “Master… Can I use the bathroom?”

“Go ahead.”

“Thank you.”

Dinner was a strange land squid with purple tentacles from some random planet. There was also a common grilled meat on Tatooine called Nausage with spiky berries called Dustcrepes.

“There were so many times when Ani got hurt from Podracing. He almost died. That Kriff Watto…”

“You regret not killing the asshole now?”

“No. I just… I don’t know how to feel.”

“Happy?” Asmodeus smirked, “Aren’t you happy?”

“Maybe.” She sighed and looked at the empty plates, “Where are we going from here? I know you won’t want to stay in this hovel for long.”

“I’ve got a lot more stuff that needs to be sold. But first, maybe we should buy one of those landspeeder things. Unless you feel like walking thousands of miles back and forth through the desert?”

“I would die, Master.”

“Exactly. Even ‘I’ almost died more than once. So I don’t recommend it.” He chuckled and took a sip of water, “Once we save up enough money, I wanna buy a ship. A big ship. Or maybe we can customize one? Either way, it’s gotta cost a lot.”

“How big?” Shmi frowned, “Is it just… The two of us?”

“I have a wife. So it’d be the three of us.”

“Did you want a freighter?”

Asmodeus asked, “Are there any that can comfortably house an object of about a hundred meters?”

“Do you have a pet Krayt Dragon?” Shmi giggled for once, “Why don’t you just buy a Cruiser?”

“How much do they cost?”

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Chapter 67: Yes, Master
“Master… When it comes to ships that large, you can’t just buy them.”

“Ugh, then I’ll just steal one. Whatever.”

“Steal one…” Shmi wanted to say he was being ridiculous, but then remembered how she became his slave earlier today. Then she remembered how he ripped off her clothes and saw her old, scarred, scrawny body. They weren’t very far apart. She had her back to the kitchen, while behind him was a hallway leading to Anakin's bedroom. The door was still open.

“I’m not a monster. I wouldn’t steal from someone who didn’t deserve it.”

“That’s good.” She replied absentmindedly. She actually changed her clothes when she went to the bathroom earlier. Wearing a simple gray tunic. It was basically just a thick t-shirt that reached down to her knees. Both of them took off their shoes when they entered the house.

“No matter what you decide, I’ll follow your orders.”

“You should probably put away these dishes.”

“Yes, Master.” Without thinking too much about it, Shmi picked up the dirty plates and glasses. Taking them over to the sonic dishwasher and putting them inside. She fantasized about him doing something… Anything. But then nothing happened, as always.

“Is there anything else you need?”

“Sleep.” Asmodeus yawned and stood up out of the rounded black chair and looked at the two doors. There was also another door at the top of some stairs, but that actually led to another house. Shmi’s bedroom was very tiny and to the left, while Anakin’s wasn’t much smaller than the dining room/living room/kitchen area. There were also lots of tools and workbenches to build, fix or maintain droids and other technologies. Both beds were tiny and about the same general appearance.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes, Master?” Shmi followed after him as he walked over and opened her reddish-brown door. She bumped into his back as he stopped in the middle of the room. Her face pressed against those hard muscles.

“Sorry-” Before she could finish speaking, she looked down and noticed that his pants were already on the floor. For a moment, her mind went blank. Then her arms were up in the air and her tunic was gone.

“Master Asmodeus?”

“Are you surprised?” Those golden eyes seemed to pierce through her mind, “What are you waiting for?”

“I don’t know.” She didn’t even know what to do in this situation. Just looked up at his face, then down at his growing phallus. He sat down on the bed like it was his own. The bed that smelled of her own scent so thickly. She didn’t bother making the bed anymore, so the sheets had an imprint of her ass and stain from when she woke up earlier.

“Do it.”

“Yes… Master.” Shmi stopped hesitating and kneeled down on the hard stone floor. Although there was a rug, her bed was slightly elevated, so her knees and shins started hurting a lot. Her toes had to reached down to the carpet at an angle and it was a little awkward.

Unlike usual, her lips and mouth weren’t very dry. She just finished eating and drinking after all. However, she couldn’t help swallowing from nervousness. Those callused hands grasped his hardening shaft and then she bent her head down. She stuck out her tongue and started licking around the head slowly.

“Go faster. Don’t be such a pussy.”

“I’m sorry…” She licked harder, then bobbed her head forward and back. Shmi was afraid to use her rough hands to jerk him off or even touch his seemingly perfect crimson skin.

“Don’t stop.”

After a few minutes, her knees and shins were hurting really bad. Her jaw ached a bit and her neck was a little stiff. However, she was afraid to stop. In fact, she felt really embarrassed. Trying her best to satisfy her Master. Unfortunately, she failed.

“Looks like I’ll have to punish you.”

“Yes, Master. I’m sorry… I deserve to be punished. Ah~!”

He lifted her up and pushed her up against the wall. Those sore knees were resting on the soft bed now. Both of her hands were held up high above her head, then a hard, slimy cock spread apart her hairy pussy.

“Aaaaah~!” She let out a loud scream as he smacked into her cervix. It hurt, a lot. But at the same time, she couldn’t help trembling from the pleasure. It felt like her whole body was being electrocuted, shooting up from her pussy to her tailbone and all the way up her spine to her brain.

*Smack~!* Asmodeus slapped her left asscheek so hard she felt it in her womb! Then the right, then the left again as he thrust so deep that it felt like she was being ripped apart.

“I wanna hear you scream!”

“Master~! Aaaah~! Yes!”

He let go of her hands and took her off of the wall, pressing her face-down onto her pillow. His heavy body was lightened by the Force or she might actually die from just his weight crushing her, not to mention her shitty bed being destroyed.

“Ummm, hmmm~! Hahaha~!” Asmodeus couldn’t help laughing as he thought about the fact that he was ‘defiling’ Anakin Skywalker’s mom. Of course, he wasn’t thinking about the little kid. But the adult, or even the menacing Darth Vader.

“Mmmmn~!” Shmi screamed into the pillow as he started speeding up even faster and harder. Plowing into her pussy so hard that she thought she might really die! Then she came! It felt like her brain turned off and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, though her face was still pressed deep into that pillow. She could barely breathe, but her whole abdomen was spasming violently. When she was about to pass out, Asmodeus yanked her head back by that thick brown hair.

“Mmmmnaaaaaaagh~! Aaaaaaah~!” The moment she could breath, she started screaming again, as ‘commanded’. Though even if she was told to be quiet, she didn’t think it would be possible.

*Clap-slap-slap-clap!* His pelvis kept smacking into her ass and his balls were pummeling her furry brown muff. Creamy white cum was pouring down her clit and getting her pubic hair all wet and clumped together. Then it drenched the bed sheets.

“Master~! Master~! Aaaaah~! Please, stop~! I can’t~!”

“You can and you will.” He snickered and suddenly accelerated, thrusting even faster and harder than before! His cum was already spurting up against her cervix and being forced inside, though a lot of it was simply being sprayed out of the entrance. Her own juices were also spraying all over his balls and the bed below.

“Aaaaaagh~!” After one final scream, she was able to get some respite as he let go of her hair. His hips stopped moving. Even he was a little winded for a moment. As he pulled his throbbing cock out of her swollen pussy, she twitched and trembled. Then he turned Shmi over onto her back, looking down at her pained, teary face.

“Are you happy?”

“Yes, Master…” Even though her eyes were crying, she was actually smiling. At least until she looked down and saw him spread her legs apart, “Master… Please, I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. And you will.” A bright purple light was emitted by that crimson cock as it thrust deep into her hairy pussy again! He looked down from her pained, crying face and saw her spasming abs that were covered in scars. That left breast that was missing a nipple turned him on even more.

“I love your body. It’s like a beautiful artwork of pain and torment.”

“Aaaaah~! Thank you, Master~! Thank youuuu~! Aaaaaaaagh~!”

Asmodeus gripped her throat carefully in his left hand and squeezed slowly. For Shmi, it felt like she was going to die at any moment. Realistically though, he had to be careful not to use too much strength or use too little Force. It still felt amazing though.

“You deserve this, Shmi.”

“Thank you, Master~!”

He pressed her sore knees up against her scarred shoulders as he choked her with one hand and violently rubbed her clit with his right thumb. As he came deep inside of her again, she didn’t even have any more juices left to spray or squirt out. Only the creamy soup in her pussy was spurted out as he removed his cock temporarily.

“I hope you realize that this is your life now. This is the ‘Schutta’ life you wanted.”

“Yes… Master. Thank you… Thank you…”

“You think this is over now? Hahaha~! Awww, that’s so adorable.”

His cock rubbed from her quivering asshole across her swollen lips and back again. He grabbed her ankles and pressed them above her head, then thrust back inside.

“No Sweetie, this is just the start. We ain’t got anywhere to be tomorrow. I’m gonna keep fucking you until you run out of cum and tears.”

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Chapter 68: Depraved
“Anakin… Anakin… Mmmmn… Be careful…”

Shmi felt like she was inside a starfighter, spinning rapidly and flying around at incredible speeds! She saw her little boy risking his life again. His blue eyes were filled with excitement and passion, while his blonde hair was basically in a bowl cut. He was a cute kid. Only 9 years old and experienced so much horrible shit. Yet this was only the beginning of the story for the Chosen One.

“Anakin!” She watched him use the starfighter to destroy a huge Trade Federation Lucrehulk-class capital ship! At first she felt proud, then she was scared, finally she imagined how much money was just vaporized!

“Aaaaaah~!”

Shmi screamed as her body twitched again, waking from her stupor. A big, red bicep was acting as her pillow. She stared at the back of her chair and her desk with a few tools on it. Then she finally ‘felt’ her body again. A powerful hand was gripping her right breast tightly, with her sensitive rock-hard pink nipple rubbing up against that smooth palm. All her abdominal muscles, her back, her ass, her legs, arms… Everything hurt so much. She almost couldn’t feel the pressure against her bladder as her vagina walls were slowly stretched, then contracted subconsciously.

“Master?” Shmi’s throat was as sore as the rest of her body, her lips were chapped and her head was pounding.

“You kept calling out your son’s name. Is he okay? You saw a vision, right?”

“I… Mmmn~! Ow… Yes, Master… I saw, a battle… A beautiful world… My son, he destroyed a capital ship…”

“The Battle of Naboo. So it finally happened, huh?” Asmodeus sniffed the top of her head and snickered, “I wonder if Qui-Gon still died?”

“Did Qui-Gon die?” Shmi frowned, “Then what will happen to Ani? *Cough~!* Mmmn~!”

“Then Obi-Wan will become a Jedi Knight. Taking Anakin as his Padawan. That’s the ‘future’ or ‘history’ I know. I wonder what will really happen though? Our visions don’t necessarily show us something that’s happening ‘now’. Sometimes it can be the past, the future, or another universe that has nothing to do with us.”

“Master… Do you think… I can talk to him?”

“Jedi are supposed to cut off contact with their past. Sever their attachments.” He massaged her breast as she moaned, his hips still guiding that swollen cock in and out of that slimy pussy. He wasn’t lying when he said he’d be fucking her all night. Even when he went to sleep, he would still unconsciously start thrusting. Whether he just went between her closed thighs or plunged deep into her pussy was a matter of luck. As for her ass, it had to do with the angle and how close they were together. At least he hadn’t intentionally done anything yet.

“That’s… Fine… As long as he’s safe, and happy.”

“I’m sure he’ll be happy to know his Mommy is finally getting laid.”

“Master… I need to drink something.”

“Give me a second.” Asmodeus suddenly pulled back out of her pussy and then thrust forward again, gliding between her legs and up against her aching clit. A few pumps and he spurted out a thick, creamy load. But instead of shooting out toward her chair or on the floor, it turned mid-air and flew over into her face!

“Master… Thank you.” She reached up with her left hand and wiped the cum from her forehead, down her tear-stained cheeks and into those dry lips. Sucking up the thick creamy juices, she did feel a little better. Though they also got stuck in the back of her throat. Like the millions of Sith Sperm were trying to impregnate her uvula and esophagus.

“I’m sure that’s not enough.”

He turned Shmi over onto her back and climbed up onto her chest. His soggy balls were rubbing between her sweaty breasts as that ‘huge’ cock was pressed against her lips. She looked up with her blurry eyes, seeing his hulking figure and those piercing golden eyes.

“I’m going to use you like a fuck toy, Shmi. All day, every day. Whenever I feel like it. Whether you’re awake or asleep. You belong to me. Body and soul.”

“Please… Master, I’m only human.”

“Then you better become more than just human.” She reached up, barely able to lift her arms and started licking the slimy liquids off his cock. Grasping the base of his shaft with one hand and using the other to play with his balls.

“You’re not just my slave, Shmi. You’re my… Apprentice.”

“Mmmn~!”

*Shlup-slurp-shluup~!*

Asmodeus reached down and ran his fingertips across the lines on her face. Rubbing his cum deeper into those cracks. As if that would make her younger all of a sudden. Obviously it didn’t do anything but cause the excited sperm cells to try hard to impregnate her pores.

For a moment he closed his eyes and almost fell asleep. Fortunately he woke up quickly and avoided choking her to death with his cock, just in time to watch Shmi milk his creamy juices all over her nose and lips. Opening her mouth, she started sucking and licking harder.

“Good, good, feel the cum flow through you, heheh~! Don’t worry… I’ll figure something out. I’m too much of a narcissist to let my favorite slave be so weak and pathetic.”

Shmi’s arms stopped and her hands slid down, eventually she even started storing slightly. Asmodeus sighed and laid back down beside her, rubbing his dick against her thigh. He could feel the scars on her leg and hip. He reached down, ran his fingers through that messy, cum-covered bush and started fingering her vagina. For a moment, he wanted to stop.

“I know I shouldn’t do this. But… Why does it feel so good to hurt you? Why do you like it so much?”

Then he pushed her over onto her side again and thrust his cock back into that surprisingly tight pussy. Even though her body twitched, she didn’t moan or cry out, didn’t even wake up this time. He could still ‘feel’ it though. Inside of her head. Those dark, depraved, disgusting thoughts.

“It kinda makes sense… Darth Vader is also your son. Though I don’t think he was ever so fucking perverted.”

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Chapter 69

“Master… Mmmn, yes, Master~! Aaanh~!”

“Calm your emotions, Daesha. Don’t give into the Dark Side.”

“I’m trying, Master, but your tongue… And tendrils, they feel so good~!”

“As do your Lekku, but we must not let our feelings control our actions.”

Meanwhile on Coruscant, in the Jedi Temple.

The purple Twi’lek girl’s slightly bulging belly was pressing up against the blue Nautolan woman’s chest. The two of them were floating around in mid air, as if there was no gravity in the meditation room. Those fourteen tentacles massaged the insides of Daesha’s vagina and rectum. Although they were small individually, they stretched out both holes as far as possible. That long pink tongue was also licking Dae’s tiny blue bead furiously.

Daesha’s huge Lekku showed no mercy against both the tight pink slit and the puckering little anus. Although she had no clit to suck on or luck, she still tried her best. Perhaps the absence of such a weak point was the reason her Master was so much more powerful when it came to tentacle-enhanced cunnilingus?

“I won’t give up!”

“Good, use the Force!”

“Yes! Master, yes~! Aaaah~!”

Creamy juices sprayed all over Kikha’s face and tentacles, but most of them were caught in her open mouth. She licked and sucked on that sensitive blue urethra, until nothing else was left. Then finally, Kikha allowed herself to experience a powerful, soul-crushing orgasm! The whole room trembled and shook violently! Fortunately it was empty and also built to withstand much worse.

“Very good, Daesha. You’ve learned all I can teach you in this regard.”

“That’s not true, Master. I don’t know if I’ll ever learn ‘everything’. And… I’m not satisfied yet.”

“Indeed… It’s never enough. But this reminds me of… Him.”

“Master, I thought we weren’t supposed to talk about him anymore.”

“We simply need to avoid being too attached. It doesn’t mean that just thinking about him periodically will turn us into Sith.”

“Yeah…”

The two of them stopped tentacle-fucking each other for a moment and thought about the friends they lost. Both of them obviously knew Qui-Gon pretty well. Especially Kikha. Obi-Wan became a Jedi Knight, finally, and he even ended up accepting that little boy from back then as his Padawan.

*Tshhh~!*

Suddenly the door opened and a young pale-skinned human man with short brown hair walked inside. He spoke quickly and didn’t even lift his head until it was too late: “Pardon my intrusion, but-”

“Woah!” The little blonde boy next to him shouted excitedly, “Master, can you teach me how to do that too?!”

“No, Anakin! This is not the Jedi way!”

“Obi-wan, what do you need? Is there another emergency?”

Unlike her Padawan, who quickly put on some clothes and stood off to the side in embarrassment, Kikha just stood there calmly. Well, Nautolans are mostly nudists or wear extremely scantily clad clothing because of their aquatic nature and lifestyle. Half the Jedi Temple had probably seen Kikha swimming naked at some point. The other half probably saw Kit Fisto instead.

“It’s not quite an emergency… It seems that your ‘acquaintance’ is back on Tatooine again.”

“That is where he told us he would be. Has he done something untoward?”

Obi-wan smiled wryly and tried not to be affected by the ‘Dark Side’, but Kikha’s face was somehow even more lewd than her naked body. After all, Daesha has become a lot ‘creamier’ as her pregnancy has progressed.

“No, in fact, quite the opposite. He recently contacted Master Windu and wanted to return the ancient remains of a Jedi from the Old Republic Era. An Archaeologist just returned with the bones this morning.”

“For free?” Daesha asked in surprise, then blushed a bit when Obi-Wan and Kikha looked over at her… Well, Anakin was obviously staring at that naked blue ass.

“What? I just don’t think that Deus would be so selfless.”

“Yes, for free.” Obi-Wan shook his head, “He did have a message he wanted to deliver though.”

“A message for us?”

“Eh-hem, yes…” He smiled wryly and tossed a glowing blue Kyber Crystal over to the stunned Twi’lek girl, “He said… Her name is Hope. Treat her well.”

“Hope?” Kikha smirked and looked over at her Padawan, then down at that slightly bulging belly behind the white Jedi robes, “It seems the Force is already very strong in your daughter.”

“Hope…” Daesha smiled brightly and looked up at the ceiling, seemingly gazing through nearly 69 thousand lightyears! Those glowing golden eyes were ‘smiling’ back at her in the ominous darkness. Then she seemed to hear a whisper, but it sounded more like a high-pitched hum. The Kyber Crystal was placed close to her belly and it got louder.

“Anakin, stop staring! We’ve delivered the message, now… Anakin!”

“Ah, sorry Master Obi-wan! I’m coming!”

“Blast it, Anakin! You’re far too young to be making such crude jokes!”

“Hahaha~!”

The door closed behind them and the two women looked at each other again. Then Kikha asked, “Have you made your decision?”

“Yes, Master…” Daesha sighed and nodded seriously, looking down at the Kyber Crystal floating above her purple palm.

“I understand now. Hope…”

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Chapter 70: The Diary of Schutta Shmi

He broke me. My body, my mind, everything I thought I knew or understood before. My Master washed it all away.

Is this ‘love’? Am I in love with the monster who treats me like a Fleshdroid? Or maybe I’m the real monster?

I’m nothing but an old female human slave. My Master is a young, handsome crimson God of a Man! That he would be kind enough to endure my wretched body and schutta soul is a miracle to me. Yet that miracle seems to come, repeatedly, endless. I wonder if I will even survive at this rate?

When I woke up today, his red saber was already deep within my tattered sheath! His arm around my neck, not to choke, but to protect. His hand grasping my swollen bosom with such ferocity that I feared blood might spill before any milk.

I let out a cry and a whimper, but his thrusts never ceased. I could feel my wounds from last night growing deeper. My whole body ached and quivered. Yet as his hot steamy cream threatened to burst my salty pie, I felt a new strength swell within me.

“Is this, the Force?”

“Of course.” He replies, thrusting once more between my thighs and almost strikes my eyes.

“Master, I don’t understand. How can you use the Force without even raising a hand?”

***

“Wait, wait, hold on a second.”

Asmodeus looked down at the woman under the desk who was diligently sucking on his cock, “Is this supposed to be a smut story or a rap song? Why the fuck did you randomly start rhyming? Also, who the hell talks like this?”

“I’m sorry, Master, I’ve never actually had any… Input on my writing before. You’re the first person who ever read my stories before.”

“Keep sucking. Well, it looks like maybe that was just a weird coincidence?”

“Sorry, Master. I’ll work harder.”

“Don’t worry, you’re doing fine. With both the stories and the blowjob, it’s just that I was a little confused and it broke the immersion.”

“Yes, Master.”

As she slurped on his dick, he started cumming down her throat for the tenth time today. Filling her body with countless midichlorians and well, slimy jizz protein.

***

Today was the day that he finally decided to break down my rear entrance. He made me fast on nothing but cream for three days. Then he tied me to that wooden frame. The one from my nightmares. It was here that I would die, or so I believed.

I wanted to shave or wax away my shame, but he always insisted that I remain ‘natural’. His kind is blessed to have perfect, crimson, hairless skin. Aside from those gorgeous locks, his body was naturally devoid of any unsightly hair.

My arms and legs were spread wide, with ropes tying my wrists and ankles to the frame. As always, he didn’t hesitate for a moment to use me like the slave I am. His long, hard member pierced through my weak defenses!

“Noo~! Please~! Aaaaah~!”

I screamed, begged, cried, but he just laughed. On the first night he ‘took’ me, he made a promise.

“I’m going to keep ravaging you until your tears and cream run dry!”

Master must have always known. He must have always intended that my moisture would never cease!

He would never allow me to rest, because I was his slave. If my Master cannot rest, then how can ‘I’, a mere slave, dare to give into that deadly temptation?!

“Master! Forgive me! Please!”

“This is not a punishment, my Pet. This is the greatest gift a schutta like you could possibly receive!”

At that moment, I understood. He was filling my bowels with his boundless seed. Not out of malice, but out of love and kindness.

Master Asmodeus understands me. He knows what I desire. He knows that deep down, in the depths of my rotten soul… I am something lower than a Fleshdroid… Something Darker. More depraved.

“For thirty days and thirty nights, we must continue the ritual. Until every orifice is cleansed of your filthy disgusting past. Only then, shall you become my true… Apprentice.”

“Yes, Master. I will endure. I will… Thrive! I am the Chosen One!”

***

“I feel like there aren’t enough descriptive details about the sex scenes. You’re trying way too fucking hard to avoid saying curses and shit. For fuck’s sake, Shmi, this is smut. Nobody cares about cursing! We just wanna jerk off! We just wanna coom!”

“Is ‘cooming’ different from cumming, Master?”

“I’m cumming right now.”

Asmodeus looked down under the desk and watched the jizz spurt a few times on her pretty face. Shmi actually did look a little younger lately. Perhaps from being drenched by his semen on an hourly basis. Of course, the two of them also ate much more healthily than she ever could have afforded as a normal slave. She was also being Force Healed regularly or she might actually die or at least fall ill.

“Cooming is like the ultimate ejaculation. Or maybe more of a metaphor. I just came, but was it a real, serious ‘orgasm’ or just a biological ejaculation? There’s a difference. It’s subtle, but it’s there. If you want me to have a real, true, complete orgasm, then you need to stimulate my body and mind to the extreme!”

“Yes, Master!”

Ignoring the cum on her face, she started sucking again, this time much more vigorously. Asmodeus reached down and massaged her jaws, his hands emitting purple light. Is it an abuse of the Force? He didn’t think so. After all, the Force wanted to ‘coom’ just as much as everyone else.

“Alright, enough of that. I want you to show me your ass-game.”

“Yes, Master!”

Compared to before, she was obviously very enthusiastic and confident in her ‘role’. He scooted his chair back a bit and she bent over the desk with her toned cheeks pressing approaching his face. That pussy and asshole were already drenched in cum from earlier. Though it wasn’t as insane as she claimed in her silly ‘smut’ story.

She couldn’t actually survive on nothing but his cum and be healthy. However, she did keep her ass as clean as possible, so that he could use and abuse it at any time. Or any place.

Once she was done showing off her hairy, cum-covered holes, she sat down on his cock. Then she grinded around, lifted up, slammed down, up again and down. That pink anus was almost sucked out a few times, but she knew exactly what her body could withstand at this point.

Asmodeus suddenly said, “Always remember the Rule of Three.”

“Master… Mmmn, what is the Rule of Three?”

“Try not to have more than three characters in a single sex scene.”

“Why not?” She was confused for a moment, putting down the datapad she was typing on while still ‘twerking’ on his cock to the best of her ability.

“It’s not impossible, but with every character you add, the difficulty rises exponentially!”

“Yes, Master.” She nodded seriously, “I’ll be careful in the future!”

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Chapter 71: Complete

“Master… I’m done!”

“You’re finally done?!”

“Yes, Master! I’ve finished it!”

“Hahaha~! Oh thank God! I mean the Force!”

Asmodeus looked a little haggard as he came inside that hairy pussy for the thousandth time this month. Shmi was on her stomach on the tiny bed, making the final proof-reading of her book. Aside from Anakin, she felt like this was the greatest thing she had ever ‘created’! Of course, as a Holonovel, it wasn’t all words either. She even had pictures and short form videos inside.

“Master?” Shmi finally realized something was wrong as she looked back at that handsome face again. His long hair was messy, his golden eyes were a little bloodshot, his tomato skin was paler than before… Most importantly, there was a sense of extreme ‘exhaustion’ she could actually feel.

“Master… Are you okay?”

“Ah, I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

He yawned and stretched, patting her ass a little roughly as he got up off the bed. He wobbled a bit and tried to catch himself on the chair, but it actually broke!

“Master! You don’t look okay!”

Shmi ignored her sore and numb legs. She climbed down off the bed and tried to pick Asmodeus’ up off the ground but… It wasn’t possible. If he normally weighed about 90 kilos, then now he was about 270!

“I need to rest. I can’t do this shit anymore.”

“I don’t understand… What’s wrong with you? Is it something I did?”

She actually started crying. Shmi couldn’t help feeling a heart wrenching sense of guilt as she remembered the past month. When they started, she really did feel afraid. She though her ‘long’ life as a slave was finally going to end in a blaze of shame and obscenity! Just like all those other girls she watched get ‘used up’ and thrown away by their Masters.

But then something inside of her clicked. Something in the darkest recesses of her soul was released. She felt… Freedom. As if her ‘chains’ were broken… By that crimson lightsaber. The more she was bred like a massiff, the more powerful she felt! Even her body felt twenty years younger! At some point, she noticed her wrinkles and some of her older scars had faded.

“I’m sorry, Master. I don’t know why you would make such a huge sacrifice for a lowly slave like me…”

Shmi pressed her sticky face against his sweaty chest and hugged his body on the floor. He didn't respond… She looked down and saw that even his cock was flaccid. Maybe for the longest time this entire month.

“Master…” She looked back up at his handsome face. Then she finally noticed something she subconsciously ignored. He was really… Young. His body was huge and muscular by human standards, but his face… It was almost like he was only a teenager. She reached up and caressed his smooth chin.

“I’m sorry.”

She remembered something he said a while back. At the time, she was in unbearable pain and pleasure, so she didn’t really care. As his girth tore open her tight asshole, he was using the Force to heal her wounds again.

“Force Healing isn’t really that complicated or overpowered most of the time. You can either overdraw a person’s own body to heal their wounds in an emergency, or sacrifice your own HP instead. That’s probably why the Jedi don’t use it though. Most of them probably never even knew it was possible.”

She learned later that in his native dialect, ‘HP’ stands for hit-points or health-points, like in a hologame. Though it was still easy enough to guess through context if she wasn’t being tied to a metal frame and fucked in the ass so hard. Why not wood? Where the hell did the Tuskens ‘get’ wood in the first place? Did they cut down one of the precious few trees just to make a rape-rack for some random woman?!

“Master… This isn’t how the story was supposed to end…”

Shmi listened to his strong heartbeat and even breathing. She reached out towards the bed and struggled a bit, but the datapad really did fly into her hand!

“I… I can’t believe it…”

Looking up at his sleeping face again, she decided to take a picture. Then she looked at the ending of the story and blushed a bit.

[“Mom… Mom.” The young woman looked down at her mother’s exhausted face. There were many scars, her eyes could barely open, her hair was clumped together into a mess. That wretched body was drenched in her Master’s ‘love’.]

[“Anny?” Shmi struggled to see the beautiful girl, barely able to form a coherent thought anymore. She continued, “Anny… Is it you?”]

[“I’m here Mom…” Anny held her dying mother in her arms, tears in her eyes: “You’re safe.”]

[“You look so pretty…” Shmi’s sticky hand rubbed on her daughter’s face as she kissed that filthy palm, “My daughter. Oh… My grown-up daughter… I’m so proud of you Anny.”]

[“I missed you.” Anny’s tears fell as she whispered to her smiling mother.]

[“Now I am complete.” Shmi caressed her daughter’s chin a bit more, “I love…”]

[“Stay with me Mom.” Anny trembled and rubbed her mother’s shoulder as she held the naked woman tightly. That scarred, vulgar body completely coated in a layer of slime that would seemingly never dry.]

[“I love…” Shmi couldn’t finish… Her head fell back and she let out a last, weak gasp of air as her daughter looked on in stupefaction. Anny closed her mother’s sticky eyes and gritted her teeth. Those blue eyes filled no longer with tears and sadness, but only… Endless rage!]

“I know you said it was fine, Master, but why does it feel…” Shmi frowned as she read the ending again, “Incomplete?”

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Chapter 72: Holonet

“Are you sure you’re okay, Master?”

“I told you, I’m totally fine! I feel better than ever! Hahahaha~!”

After sleeping on the floor for almost 24 hours straight, Asmodeus was already completely rejuvenated! On the other hand, Shmi was exhausted. She did get some sleep, but the ground really wasn’t that comfortable. Then she decided to start cleaning the house and packing up all her luggage. She looked over and edited her holonovel one last time before finally uploading it onto the Holonet.

In the later Galactic Empire, the Holonet was much more censored and restricted. Now the Clone Wars haven’t even started yet. Also, she wasn’t in Republic Space in the first place. The Hutt Space Holonet was much less restrictive in a lot of ways. Of course, compared to the inner systems, the Outer Ring also had a much smaller audience. Outside of the cities on Tatooine, it was basically impossible to even connect with the Holonet.

It should also be noted that transmitting data across the entire Galaxy wasn’t quite that simple. There were also different censorship laws regarding the Holonet on various planets. Some might not even have access at all. Not because they couldn’t do it technologically or physically, but merely due to political reasons.

Mundi’s homeworld of Cerea was actually almost completely against high-technology altogether. There were also plenty of native Sentient Species like Ewoks that were still living in very primitive societies, completely untouched by the taint of the Galactic bullshit until many years later. Even the Rakata, the original conquerors of the Galaxy had reverted to primitive tribes on their homeworld a long time ago. Likely they had still remained that way to this day.

Shmi created a Holonet ‘channel’ on the Mos Espa localized network, which she purchased for only a few credits/wupiupi. Uploading her Holonovel there first. It was a standard system where people could read the intro for free, but it cost credits/wupiupi to read more. The pictures came with the chapters, but the holovids were in a special members only section. It was also possible to purchase and download everything at once, which was overall slightly cheaper, but basically a money-making trick.

“How’s the story doing?” Asmodeus asked as he walked into the living room that was now filled with lots of metal storage crates. Aside from the furniture, appliances and the bio-energy power generator, they were basically taking everything they could realistically take.

“I… I don’t know.” Shmi’s more youthful face actually blushed a bit from shame and embarrassment. After all the crazy shit she experienced in the past month, for some reason she was actually nervous again. Especially those holovids and pictures. Neither of them even bothered to hide their faces or names!

“Master, are you sure this is a good idea? It’s not too late to change things…”

“It’s fine. Don’t worry so much. Besides, you should buy a channel on the actual Hutt Space Holonet, not just Mos Espa.”

“Master, it’s not just a one-time fee. And that much money… Also, I looked it up and there are a lot of big organizations that monopolize everything. It’s the same for the Trade Federation Holonet. The Republic Holonet has anti-monopoly laws, but you need a Republic Citizenship to even access their Holonet. Pornographic content is also strictly controlled… Master, how old are you?”

“I have no idea. Maybe the same age as Anakin?”

“Huh?” The naked woman was suddenly stunned, standing there in stupefaction for a few seconds before smiling, “Master, you must be joking.”

“Nope.” Asmodeus looked back at her and smirked, flexing his bulging arms and chest, “Pretty fucking ripped for a nine year old, right? Hahaha~!”

“Then… Does your Species grow a lot faster than humans?”

“Nah, actually they grow a bit slower.” He shrugged and couldn’t help laughing at her ‘guilty’ thoughts, “Don’t worry about it. I’m some kinda weird clone. Try not to think too hard about it.”

Of course, receiving a bunch of nutrients from a Sarlacc and being nourished by the Dark Side probably contributed a lot to his rapid growth. In other words, even he had no idea why he was maturing so quickly. But at least he didn’t seem to be ‘aging’ prematurely.

“Master, are you sure you’re okay? You said that the Force Healing would need a ‘sacrifice’. I don’t want to gain a few more years of youth if it means that you’ll get older. Your life is far more precious than mine.”

“Shmi… You’re so fucking cute, hahaha~!” Asmodeus suddenly hugged the startled woman and even kissed her on the lips for the first time! Stunning her once again, “Don’t worry. You’ll always be my cute little ‘Fleshdroid’ to use and abuse whenever my ‘lightsaber’ extends.”

“Yes, Master…” She hugged him somewhat awkwardly, then felt that familiar pressure inside of her sopping wet cunt. Shmi was actually a bit less ‘ripped’ due to getting plenty of nutrition and Sith juice, but she was certainly much stronger than ever before. Otherwise she would never have been able to survive a month of this insane lifestyle.

“Please… Never throw me away. I’ll always be your ‘sheath’.”

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Chapter 73: Hover Truck
Mos Espa was actually pretty massive for a person walking around on foot. There were two levels to the enormous, somewhat archaic desert city. A large part of town was essentially in a big pit. With a huge rocky cliff behind them. The Slave Quarters was actually pretty far away from the more crowded areas of the city. Although it was called the ‘Slave Quarters’, there were actually quite a few people who weren’t slaves who just lived there. The housing prices were super cheap, though most places were already owned by someone else and had to be rented.

In order to actually travel around the city, most people would just buy or rent a vehicle. Landspeeders and speeder bikes were commonplace, though they had to drive slowly in town. There were also some more conventional vehicles that didn’t even hover, but used tracks or even spider-like metal legs to move around.

“Master, rather than buying a landspeeder, I decided to rent a hover truck.”

“Cool.” Asmodeus nodded as he watched the vehicle that looked like a brown flat-bed pickup truck without wheels. There were some repulsors on the bottom that kept it hovering and kicking up a bit of dust as it stopped in front of their front door. There was no driver inside, just an auto-pilot feature even simpler than the one on the Sheathipede.

“I hope you don’t mind-”

“You know I don’t care about that kinda shit, Shmi.”

The red-skinned man was shirtless, wearing only a pair of simple beige shorts and black boots. Even Asmodeus didn’t want to walk around barefoot in a city like Mos Espa. Over the past month, they hadn’t been ‘only’ having sex. They didn’t leave the house, since they could just pay money to order ‘take out’ or get groceries and other things delivered directly.

“Don’t worry about carrying shit. I gotcha.”

“But Master-” Shmi stopped when she saw Asmodeus wave his hand casually and those big, heavy boxes flew out of the door behind them. They floated down carefully and landed along the bed of the truck. There was a lot of stuff, but in the end, it wasn’t enough to start stacking those boxes. The bed of the truck was really big after all.

“You’re so amazing.”

“Moving shit is easy. The hard part is control.” Asmodeus bent down and wrapped his arm around her waist, then hopped up gently. The door of the house closed and locked as they landed on a ledge sticking out of the side of the truck. The driver-side door opened and revealed a space that was large enough for two or three humans to stand around inside. There weren’t even any seats. However, there was a big steering wheel and some random buttons on the dashboard, with a windshield that was slightly angled and extremely tall.

“The Force is all around us, flowing through us, through everything. The Force itself is practically omnipotent and omniscient, but people aren’t. We all have our specialties. Some things are based on biology, while others are more about psychology. I’m just naturally really good at Telekinesis. I’m sure you’ll figure it out sooner or later.”

The door closed behind them and Shmi walked up to take over manual control of the vehicle, “I wanted to tell you earlier… I actually moved something. My datapad. I haven’t been able to do it again since I woke up though.”

“That’s good.” Asmodeus snickered and placed his hands on her shoulders. She was wearing a gray robe with the hood down. Underneath was a white linen shirt and some beige pants, with brown boots. Although it was obviously ‘got’ to wear so much on Tatooine, the layers did provide more protection from the two suns. Of course, she also put on some sunscreen for her face and hands. She was only a ‘human’ after all, not a Pureblood Sith.

“The first step is always the hardest. I remember my first time consciously using the Force to ‘move’ stuff was with a single grain of sand. It didn’t take long before I could lift huge boulders. Hell, I’ve only been training for about a year now!”

“One day, you’ll be stronger than any Jedi.” Shmi smiled as she avoided hitting a pedestrian very calmly, “You’re like a Sun-Dragon to me, Master.”

“Heheh~!” He leaned down and whispered into her left ear, “It turned you on to know that I’m the same age as Anakin, didn’t it? Don’t worry, I’ll always be your second Sun Dragon. Guarding you like my precious treasure. No one can hurt you… Except me.”

“Yes, Master.” She shivered and trembled as her cheeks flushed. They were practically in public. At least the window only revealed above their waists. That thick robe was pushed over to the right side and her pants were pulled down abruptly. Even though she just cleaned herself up before they left, a bit of thick cream still leaked out from deeper inside of her pussy. With how they acted, she wouldn’t have been surprised if her womb was always filled with his cum by now.

“Try not to crash.” Asmodeus snickered and forced his cock through that hairy muff, almost lifting her whole body up as his head struck her cervix.

“Aaah~! Yes!” Fortunately the windows were closed and the air conditioning was on, so it was relatively comfortable and also allowed them to be as loud as they wanted. He gripped her throat with his left hand and started rubbing her clit roughly with the right.

“It’s kinda funny how embarrassed you get…” He whispered in her ear again, “Are you thinking about all the horny fucks out there fapping to your naked body? Reading about the slave schutta Shmi who was fucked to death by her evil Sith Master?”

“I wasn’t thinking of that… But now I am.” Shmi moaned and grinded her ass against his pelvis, getting some of their cream all over their pants. But neither of them really cared at that point.

“But Master… You’re not evil. You’re just… A child. I’m the wicked hag who tempted you, aaaah~!”

“Then I’ll call you Mommy.” Asmodeus sprayed up against her cervix like so many times before, as her whole body quaked and shivered, “Or do you prefer… ‘Mom’. Like the way Ani calls you?”

“Yes, Master!” Shmi finally had to switch on the autopilot to avoid crashing. Then she allowed herself to fully experience the joy of being dominated.

“Mom, I’m gonna breed you until you give me a little brother or sister.”

“E chu ta, aaah~! Yes, yes~! Breed me! Aaaah, Master~! I love you! I love you!”

“I love you too ‘Mom’, hahahah~!”

It was a long ride from the Slave Quarters to the Space Port. Plenty of time to have some ‘mother-son’ bonding.

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Chapter 74: Light Freighter

The Space Port was effectively just a huge open flat space where various ships could dock. There were obviously defensive facilities set up. All kinds of droids and bodyguards of various Species. Then there were the actual passengers and pilots that got on or off the vehicles. Plus the hovering cars, trucks, bikes and even some tanks that were moving around constantly. It wasn’t that chaotic though, simply due to the fact that the area was vast enough.

Massive cargo ships that were hundreds of meters long were able to be spaced out hundreds of meters from each other. There were only a handful of those. Tatooine was a pretty small place after all. And Mos Espa was only one of several Space Ports on the planet. There were hundreds of small to medium sized vessels that were just parked there, but there were also starship dealers who had their own areas of the Star Port where they operated.

Asmodeus and Shmi were standing in the middle of one such Starship Dealership. There were only ‘small’ vehicles, no more than 50 meters. There were a lot of familiar appearances to the Asmodeus, but one in particular stood out a lot.

“How much for that one?”

“The YT-1300?” Shmi turned to the two-meter tall, green skinned Trandoshan man who was wearing a yellow flight suit, then asked him in ‘Huttese’.

“He says a thousand Peggats, but a used YT-1300 is only seven hundred at most.”

“Okay, tell him. He’ll sell it to us for seven hundred.” Asmodeus glared at the lizard-man as Shmi spoke again in Huttese. Eventually she transferred over the Peggats digitally and then he handed over the authorization code, keycodes, et cetera.

“Master, although I don’t want to question your decisions… Maybe we should have took a look inside first? For all we know, this ship is missing a hyperdrive.”

“It’s a good ship. Almost brand new.” He narrowed his eyes as the Trandoshan quickly left, “I might not speak his language, but the Force does. And it also knows what he’s done. Plus, I can read his fucking mind. The ship is fine, it’s basically just stolen goods that he’s trying to get rid of quickly.”

“Stolen from whom?” Shmi frowned, “Will the owners come looking for it?”

“I hope so.” Asmodeus smirked and walked towards the right side of the shiny silver ship. Compared to the famous ‘Millennium Falcon’, this YT-1300 was much younger and also significantly larger. About 44 meters long, instead of 34. Looking from above, it was basically a large disk with a triangle jutting out of the front. There weren’t any pieces missing from the durasteel plating, no previous damage. A single turret was sticking out of the top, with another slightly bigger turret underneath. There were also some torpedo ports on the sides, though they were hard to notice. On the back, there were a bunch of closed holes; exhaust ports. The engines on the back were built into the disk shape, not jutting out as an obvious weakness. There were airlocks on both sides of the ship, which slightly protruded. Under the airlocks were the loading ramps.

“Why is the cockpit sticking out of the side like this anyway?”

Asmodeus looked up in confusion as the two of them walked under the cone which had some tinted glass windows. Though from their angle, all they could see was the shiny silver durasteel bottom.

“Master, this is a light freighter meant to haul cargo. Did you see the bow?”

“Uh huh…” Asmodeus nodded as they waited for the ramp to lower. The truck also drove over automatically and backed up not far from the ramp. Nobody was watching, so he casually used the Force to move the boxes inside of the ship. Then Shmi sent a message through her datapad that was like a small tablet, causing the truck to drive away.

“The mandibles can hold a long, heavy and thick load of cargo containers.”

“Oh really?” He snickered and reached down to grab her tight ass through the gray robe and the damp pants underneath.

“Yes, so even though the ship is rather small and lithe, she can actually fit a lot in her mouth.”

“Just like you?” Asmodeus grinned as the two of them entered inside the ring-shaped hallway at the center of the ship. The ramp closed behind them automatically. The inside was brightly illuminated. To the left was one of the three passenger cabins. But they turned to the right and a bunch of metal boxes were moving ahead of them with a wave of that crimson hand.

“Master… Do you smell that? It’s… It’s kind of familiar.”

“It does remind me of someone, but slightly different.”

He snickered as they walked past the entrance to the cockpit on the right and a small entrance leading up/down to the turrets on the left. Then they saw the wide-open passenger lounge. There was a semi-circular couch up against the side, with a round table and a few individual chairs. A small kitchen was over on the side wall.

“Do you wanna put our stuff in the cargo hold for now or just leave it here in the lounge?”

“Are we in a rush? Is it dangerous?”

“Not sure.” Asmodeus shrugged and put the crates down in the middle of the lounge. There were metal double-doors in front of them. Shmi walked over to the console on the wall and put in a code, but it didn’t work.

“Master… Someone must have changed the code since we came inside the ship.”

“Yep.” Asmodeus pressed his palm on the doors and felt the fear, anxiety and anger emanating from the other side.

“Open the door.”

There was silence for a whole minute aside from their breathing. Shmi in particular was jittery. Finally the big metal doors opened to the sides. Revealing the Fright Loading Room. Across from where they entered were two more double-doors, which led outside. There was also a conveyor belt leading to the right. The Cargo Hold.

“Master… I think we’re in trouble.”

Along the conveyor belt was a trail of greenish-yellow slime. The double doors on the right were also open and a pungent odor assaulted them.

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Chapter 75: The Hutt

“Master…” Shmi held his left arm tightly and shivered. She was forty years old, but she felt like a scared little girl again. Well, you never really ‘get over’ some traumas.

“Don’t be afraid. It’s just a slug.” Asmodeus snickered as the lights in the wide-open cargo hold turned on. There were actually a bunch of boxes and crates everywhere! The ceiling was only about three or four meters, the room was about ten meters wide. The walls were curved though, it wasn’t a square or rectangular space.

“Come out. There’s no point hiding from us.”

It was a ‘slug’ of sorts. When Shmi saw the creature, she was scared, but then calmed down a bit. After all, it obviously wasn’t the monster she was remembering. Though they did look somewhat similar.

This Hutt was also female in appearance. With big orange eyes and black snake-like pupils. She had a large green bald head, tan hairless eyebrows, a flat nose that was essentially just two slits, a very wide mouth that almost reached from one side of her ‘fat’ face to the other. She even had two large tan breasts that hung down a bit, though there were no nipples. Perhaps because she was really young, about 200 years old, the Hutt girl had comparatively larger arms. They were also slightly muscular, just like her abdomen below her chest. In fact, there was even some definition, as if she had actual abs under that yellowish-beige flesh. On the back of her long chubby tail was mostly green and surprisingly smooth skin. For a Hutt at least.

“You… Are you a Jedi?” She spoke in the common language instead of Huttese.

“Do you want us to be Jedi?” Asmodeus raised his right hairless brow.

“I need your help!” As she slid forward across the smooth metal ground, it turned out that she wasn’t even as tall as Shmi’s chest. With a body that was only about 2 meters long.

“You’re Jedi, right?! I saw you use the Force through the surveillance camera! And you used your Jedi Mind Tricks to force me to open the door!”

“And you should be old enough to know that there are a lot of other assholes out there besides the Jedi that can use the Force.”

Asmodeus shrugged, “If it’s convenient and the price is right, we can help you out.”

“So you’re Mercenaries? Smugglers? Bounty Hunters? Whatever you are, I’ll pay you a thousand Peggats to get me back to Nal Hutta!”

“A thousand Peggats?!” Shmi was shocked, then she turned to her Master and whispered, “If she’s willing to pay that much, then I can’t imagine how dangerous-”

“Two thousand! No, three thousand! More than that, I’ll owe you a favor! Please, we have to hurry! We can’t stay here!”

“How much do you think Jabba will give me if I take you to him instead?”

“Jabba?!” Shmi looked at her Master in shock, then at the Hutt girl again.

“E chu ta! If you can really read my mind, then you know how foolish that would be!”

Those big orange eyes glared at Asmodeus, “This cargo and even this ship all belong to Jabba! Do you really think he’d thank you for returning it?!”

“No. This ship and everything inside belong to ‘me’ now.” He took a step forward and the little Hutt girl quickly scooted back with a horrified expression on her chubby face, “What’s your name?”

“You can’t do this! I’m a Hutt! I’m-I’m Javra! No! Stop!”

Asmodeus snickered and reached out his hands towards her slimy face, while Shmi just stood there and watched. She opened her mouth for a moment, but closed it again. After all, what her Master did, it wasn’t her place to judge. No matter how disgusting or despicable… Then she started fantasizing about what her Master might do to the Hutt girl.

“You’re Javra Disilijic Tiure… Are you his daughter or-”

“No!” Javra reached out and grabbed the lightsaber hilt on his left hip! She tried to turn it on, but her fingers were so slimy… Before she could figure it out, those crimson hands were pressing into the sides of her squishy face. She actually did have a skeleton, with a humanoid skull, spine, ribs, arms, et cetera. So if the Hutts were exactly the same as gastropods.

“Aaaaaah~! Get out! Please! Aaaah! No!” She screamed in her native language while trying to push him away. That lightsaber hit was already taken away by Shmi, who gripped it tightly and bit her lip in excitement.

“Hmmm, such a naughty little slug.” Asmodeus sneered as he saw some of the memories in the mind of that ‘young woman’. Unsurprisingly, she was a monster like the rest of her family. Not exactly a ‘crime lord’, but a slave trader, drug peddler, arms dealer…

Relatively speaking, Hutts under 200 are considered minors or children. After that they’re ‘adults’, but they’re nowhere near as big or fat as Jabba, Ziro and Gardulla. There are also gigachad body-builder Hutts like Grakkus and Bokku, but they seem to be the minority.

“You were… Supposed to deliver some drugs and slaves, but the slaves got sick and died on the way… Then your crew betrayed you and stole the drugs. You didn’t trust your own bodyguard, so you locked yourself in here… Then he sold the ship to a dude, who sold it to another dude, who sold it to me?! How fucking long have you been hiding in here?!”

“Three… Three days.”

“Only three days?! What the fuck?!”

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Chapter 76: Standards
In fact, the three quick sales happened within a few hours. As soon as anyone found out that the ship had anything to do with Jabba, they just wanted to get their money back and have nothing to do with this mess! They didn’t even know about Javra at all. If they did, then they would have sold the ship even faster.

“So in other words, if Jabba finds out you fucked up so badly, he’s probably gonna eat you.”

“Yes! So please, I’m not poor. As long as you take me to Nal Hutta or Nar Shaddaa, I’ll be safe and you’ll have enough money to buy a new ship! It’s a win-win deal, right?!”

“True.” Asmodeus nodded and sighed, “I’m just disappointed. I thought Jabba might give a shit about you.”

“Hah~! Jabba doesn’t care about anyone but himself!”

“And you’re different?” He rolled his golden eyes at the frowning ‘little girl’, then pulled his hands away from her head, looking down at the stinky slime. He could stand Sarry, even live inside of her, but… Even for Asmodeus, Hutts were a bit repulsive. There was actually a time when Sarry vomited out a Hutt because it tasted too bad, and she can eat literal shit.

“Master… Aren’t you going to rape her?”

“Don’t… Please, I’m a virgin!”

Asmodeus sighed and shook his head, looking back towards the disappointed woman, “Seriously… I actually have really high standards, okay?! I’ve only been with three women before. Two of them were hot, young, virgin Jedi. And you were the third.”

“But Master, I thought you said you had a wife?”

“I have three wives and a slave.” He shrugged, “Two of my wives aren’t allowed to be married and refuse to admit that I’m their husband. But my first wife… I wouldn’t exactly call her a ‘woman’...”

“Is she a man? Or a sexless Species?”

“Nope, she is a female, for sure. It’s just that her Species doesn’t really have a pussy and… Well, you’ll understand when you meet Sarry.”

“Wait, so do you agree to help me? I can definitely make it worth the risk!”

“Sure.” Asmodeus snickered, then looked at Shmi’s worried expression and sighed, “It’s not that big of a deal, right? Just fly to Nar Shaddaa, sell the ship, buy a new ship and come back. What’s the worst that could happen?”

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Chapter 77: Long Story

*Deew~! Deeeew~! Dew~!*

“Master! There’s too many of them!” Shmi screamed over the intercom as she spun the ship around, dodging dozens of green blaster shots! Occasionally one would hit the shields and the ship would shake violently.

“I’m working on it! Hahahaha~! Got one~!”

Asmodeus was sitting in a chair facing a big window, with huge double-laser cannon turret right outside. He pressed the trigger again and the next unlucky starfighter had its shields disrupted. A few more shots and it was torn to shreds! There was also another turret on the bottom of the ship.

“Oh dear! Oh my! Master Asmodeus! I-I think I’ve killed someone!”

There was a protocol droid that was missing his ‘skin’. The wires in his head, neck, torso and limbs were all visible. He did have a decent silver frame already built though. With two big yellow eyes, his mouth, forehead and the back of his skull were also covered in metal plates.

“Oh no! Master!”

“Threepio! Shut the fuck up!” Asmodeus shouted through the intercom, but his voice could also be heard from the long tube behind C-3PO.

“If you don’t fight, we’re all gonna die! So grow some metaphorical balls and fuck those bitches up!”

“As you wish, Master!” Even though the poor Droid felt incredibly guilty inside, he still accurately managed to shoot and kill another small starfighter that was swooping by the bottom of the ship.

“Good job, Threepio!” Shmi shouted as she watched from the cockpit as the dozens of small starfighters kept exploding around them!

*Beep-beep-beep~!* They were suddenly locked by missiles!

“Master, help!”

“Don’t worry, I got it!” Asmodeus closed his eyes and sensed the rapidly approaching rockets. They weren’t traveling in a straight line and they were far smaller than any ship. But… The Force is overpowered.

*Tsha! Tsha! Tsha!* Three shots rang out, which could be heard because of the vibrations through the ship. Then those missiles were wiped out by laser cannons without much suspense or excitement. After all, it wasn’t the first time and definitely wouldn’t be the last.

“How much longer until we can get the fuck outta here?”

“I’m trying Master! I just need to get into the right position!”

“I believe in you! Hahaha~! Ain’t no position that Smutty Shmi can’t get into!”

“Yeah.” She smiled wryly and twirled the ship around a few more times, then pushed forward with a big metal lever! It only took a moment in Realspace and they were just gone. The beams flew past and only hit an afterimage.

“We made it!”

“Hell yeah we did! Hahaha~!”

“Wonderful! We survived!” C-3PO threw his stiff metal arms up in the air and then lowered them before asking, “Master Asmodeus, Master Skywalker, I’ve been meaning to ask… What happened while I was deactivated? Why are we suddenly on a starship and fighting pirates?”

“Well… That’s a long story.” Shmi smiled wryly as she leaned back in her comfy seat, technically the captain/pilot’s chair. Though there were also three other seats within the large cockpit.

“I mean, it ain’t ‘that’ long.” Asmodeus walked up behind her and sat down to her right, “I’ll be honest, we basically just forgot you existed.”

“That’s horrible!” The ‘man’ reacted with a shrill cry, “How long was I deactivated?!”

“I have no idea. I’ve never actually seen you awake. Shmi just said she programmed me as your Primary Master and then never actually turned you on until a few minutes ago.”

“Now that you mention it, I also cannot seem to recall ever formally meeting you, Master Asmodeus.” C-3PO walked into the cockpit slowly, as if he was an old man wearing a diaper. His feet barely left the ground as he took awkward steps.

“Nice to meet you, C-3PO.” Asmodeus snickered as he watched the droid struggle to sit down in the chair behind him stiffly.

“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance!”

“So anyway, we thought it would be a great idea to escort a fucking Hutt bitch from Tatooine to Nal Hutta.”

“Oh my!”

“Yeah, it didn’t go as well as we’d hoped.” He shrugged and Shmi giggled, “It didn’t go as badly as we expected either.”

“Unfortunately we couldn’t stick around long enough to buy a new ship and get rid of this one.” The Slave explained for her Master, “I think there’s a tracker somewhere on the ship, but I haven’t been able to find it. We keep getting ambushed every time we drop out of Hyperspace to recalibrate our route.”

Why couldn’t they just fly in a straight line or stay in Hyperspace the whole time? First of all, the Hyperdrive can’t run forever, but their trip really isn’t that long. The real issue is just that they aren’t on a main ‘highway’. There are special routes where you can just plot them out and keep going until you arrive. That’s what they used when they left Tatooine to Nar Shaddaa, but after dropping off the Hutt, they had to hurry up and leave. There were already ‘police’ after them.

They weren’t even really sure what happened to the Hutt yet, but she did follow through with her deal and pay the 3k Peggats. That’s actually a lot of money. It would translate to 120k Credits. Basically the same price as a brand new Sheathipede Shuttle.

“We still have a few hours before we have to drop out of Hyperspace again, Master.”

“That’s good. We can both get a little rest. Like, real rest. Heheh~!”

“Yes, Master.” Shmi smiled and turned to C-3PO, “Threepio, it’s up to you to take over the ship while we’re gone.”

“Me?! Master Skywalker, I am a protocol droid! I’m not programmed for this kind of responsibility!”

“You’ll be fine. I trust you.” She couldn’t help thinking of her son as she stared at his silly yellow light-bulb like eyes.

“Oh… Oh dear… Oh my… Why do people always expect so much from me?”

Then Shmi ran after her Master’s sexy red ass! Yes, they were both naked this whole time. So was C-3PO for that matter…

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Chapter 78: Fate
The Force has a very twisted sense of humor. At every moment, countless lives are starting, while just as many are ending. Some are dying with dignity, while others endure the worst humiliation to live one more moment longer. The few most politically powerful devils are ruling the Galaxy through tricks and manipulation, while those who are truly one with the Force will often join its embrace inconspicuously.

In the boundless darkness, the brightest lights are often the quickest to burn out. They come in colors and shapes, but all stars eventually die out. Either in a glorious supernova or a terrifying black hole that devours everything.

Qui-gon Jinn passed away, yet his spirit lives on in the Force. Along with the wise Master Yaddle, who foolishly decided to try to persuade Darth Tyranus to return to the Light. Then Master Sifo-Dyas was led into an obvious trap and died in a crash. All his powers of Foresight couldn’t keep him from joining the Force. Just like the nameless Master of Kikha… And Eldra Kaitis.

The unfortunately Rutian Twi’lek Padawan was captured before she could even recover from the crash. Then she was auctioned as a slave, to be sold to the highest bidder. Of course, even if Darth Maul rescued her and fought side-by-side on the Moon of Drazkel, their duel of fates was also unavoidable.

Not long after that, Maul had another duel. One in which he finally managed to slay a Jedi Master, only to be bisected by a mere Padawan! His blue lightsaber looked so eerily similar to Eldra’s… Then he fell into the dark abyss below. Yet he still survived!

“It’s so… Ironic. *Cough~!* Hah… E chu ta…”

In the dark cave, two blue eyes glowed slightly. As the figure lifted her trembling right hand, a small crystal floated above her palm. Illuminating her pale-blue face. She wore a black Twi’lek headdress with a silver band around it. The material covered a bit of her long blue Lekku.

There was a Jedi Meditation Circle carved into the ground around her body. She had a little trouble sitting properly though, because both of her legs were cut off almost at her hips. Leaving two nubs covered in horrible burn scars.

“I wonder… Who the Force favors more? You or I… Maul.”

Eldra was still wearing the same beige Jedi tunic and black undertunic as when she was captured nearly a year ago. Except that the sleeves were ripped off and the bottom of the shirts were either burnt or just completely filthy. For that matter, her whole body reeked.

“Master… I think, I might join you soon.”

She didn’t cry. She wasn’t sad. After all, she was a true Jedi. Especially after a year of quiet meditation and simple survival in her less than ideal condition, Eldra had already made peace with her fate.

“I only wonder… How your hatred can burn so brightly, for so long.”

Then she chuckled and shook her weary head, “No. Perhaps I do understand. I just don’t want to admit it to myself.”

Everyone hates something. Everyone gets angry. Everyone wants things to change.

“We all have regrets.”

She smiled wryly and seemed to see the Jedi Temple again. The beauty and darkness of Coruscant surrounding her ‘home’. Even though she was born on Ryloth, she was sold as a slave not long after. Like so many other female Twi’leks. However, she was fortunate that the man who bought her was a Jedi. Then she spent her whole life in the Temple. Only leaving occasionally to do some simple missions with her Master.

“Dae… I hope you find peace.”

That gorgeous Tyrian Twi’lek filled her thoughts. They only knew each other for a few years. Perhaps compared to the other Padawans, they weren’t quite as close, but…

“Everyone has attachments. Especially Jedi.”

Love leads to the Dark Side, because it clouds judgment. Hatred is the other side of the same coin. Passion is always a slippery slope… Very, extremely, wet and slimy… A bit salty and sweet.

“Kikha…” Eldra couldn’t help remembering another friend. Their ages weren’t so different, yet one was already a Knight and the other was still a Padawan.

There are five Jedi Trials to become a Knight. She passed the Trial of Skill long ago. The Trial of Courage… Is there anything more courageous than what she has overcome thus far? As for the Trial of Flesh, Kikha only lost a tentacle that grew back shortly afterwards. If she can’t pass, then no one else would pass either.

“Spirit… I’ve faced my Darkness. I know her face.”

Insight… She knew she would pass, if only she had the opportunity. By all accounts, she should already be a Jedi Knight. Not just some random Padawan.

“I guess I can’t give up yet. I still have hope. As long as I live, there’s hope.”

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Chapter 79: Fear

“Help… Help me… Please… Someone.”

Eldra thought she could accept her fate, but she was wrong. The Dark Side clouded the Light, making her cries for salvation fall on deaf ears. With tears welling up in those dim blue eyes, she laid down on the hard, unpleasant stone ground and clenched her jaw. Those long Lekko splayed out just like her arms, while her legs… She could still feel them. That horrible burning sensation. The way she had to tear away the necrotic flesh with the Force. Close her wounds, then struggle to heal faster through meditation.

“Save me… Save… Me…”

She had a fever and probably something much worse. For a year, she’s been surviving here. Eating raw meat from strange bugs and rat-like creatures that thought she was prey. This cave has fresh water, but is it really safe? Probably not. The fact that she survived a whole year under these conditions is a miracle.

“Anything… I’ll do… Anything… Please… Kikha, Daesha, Master… Save me.”

“Anything?” She opened her eyes wide and came back to her senses for a moment, feeling her heart pound much harder than before!

“Yes! Please! Save me!” Eldra shouted with the last of her strength and her vision went dim once more.

There was silence for a while. So long that she fell asleep, regardless of her pain and fear. She wasn’t afraid a year ago, but now? After she had already lost everything, why was she so scared? So desperate for salvation…

Suddenly her body felt cold and wet. Then warm and dry. Opening her eyes, she thought this was another delusion or fantasy. She saw a white ceiling. There was a warm black blanket over her body, but that was all. Even her ‘Lekku’, the headdress she always wore, was removed by someone.

She was also incredibly clean. For a moment, Eldra almost teared up again. It had been so long, but someone actually came to rescue her… Finally, the Jedi sent someone!

“Hello?” The blue girl called out in a raspy voice. However, there was no one there. It wasn’t long though, before the room shook a bit and she could feel that familiar sense of danger again! Fortunately it didn’t last long before everything was calm once more.

*Tsssh~!* The metal door slid open to the side and she struggled to sit upright, her body still incredibly weak.

“Oh dear! You’re finally awake!” A shiny silver protocol droid walked into the room awkwardly. Shuffling over closer to the bed and looking down at the sickly Twi’lek woman’s face.

“Was your… Owner the one that saved me?”

“Why yes, indeed, my Master heard your cries for help and put all of us in grave danger to save you… Oh, I apologize. I don’t blame you, I just blame these damned pirates.”

“Who is it? Master Mundi, Master Windu…”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know who you’re referring to… I am C-3PO. Human-Cyborg Relations. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“I’m Kaitis… Eldra Kaitis. Your Master is-”

“Ah! How rude of me! Master Asmodeus is resting now with Mistress Skywalker.”

Eldra smiled wryly, “Sorry… I don’t think I know any Jedi named Asmodeus.”

“Neither do I.” The droid started at her blankly for a while, before nervously laughing, “Now I remember! Yes, my Master told me to ask you a question when you woke up.”

“What question?” She furrowed her dark brows, “Is it…”

“Are you really willing to do ‘anything’?” C-3PO’s voice changed dramatically, became much deeper, darker, more sinister and… Seductive. Those yellow eyes seemed to emulate the golden stare of his Master.

“What do you want?” Eldra frowned, “I’m a Jedi.”

‘I want…’ That voice whispered into her mind suddenly and startled her, ‘You.’

“You want me to be your slave?” She couldn’t help laughing, “Are you sure about that? Enslaving me didn’t turn out so well for the others.”

“Yes or no?” C-3PO asked in Asmodeus’ voice.

“If I say no?”

“We’ll send you ‘Home’. Back to Daesha and Kikha.”

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Chapter 80: Monster
“How do you… Did I…” Eldra grimaced and laid back down on the pillow, closing her eyes, she suddenly saw something. It was that cute, innocent little girl. Daesha was on her knees with a bulging belly. A brutish, hulking crimson man grabbed her by the Lekku and thrust his cock down her throat! Then she watched as Kikha also knelt down behind him, pressing her mouth up against his muscular ass! She looked up and tried to see his face, but it was clouded in thick, dark shadows. Only those two glowing golden eyes were… Smiling.

“You’re a monster!”

‘The Force is showing you the future. Not me.’

“Liar!”

‘Why do I need to lie?’

The Twi’lek woman opened her bright blue eyes and grit her teeth. As she sat up, she pushed the blanket off to the side. Revealing her emaciated body. After a year of near-starvation, her breasts had shrunk a lot, her ribs were showing through her blue skin, her belly was also incredibly skinny. She didn’t have any pubic hair. Unlike Daesha, she didn’t have such a cute little innie. Instead whether it was the hood or the labia, they were all dark-blue and easily visible at first glance. Those two mangled stumps almost didn’t exist. If Maul was only an inch or two higher, maybe she would have been in the same situation as him. At the very least, she would have lost a lot more than now.

“I might have lost my legs, but I’m not a cripple! The Force is with me!”

‘The Force likes me better.’

“E chu ta! Come out and face me! I’m not afraid of you!”

“Sorry, Miss, but my Master is sleeping. Please don’t wake him prematurely. We ‘are’ still being hunted after all…”

“Hunted? By… Pirates?” Eldra calmed down a bit and stopped looking out the open door pointlessly.

“We were almost home when Master Asmodeus decided to almost turn completely back around to find some silly voice in his head! Madness I say! Now we’re almost out of fuel and I’ve almost lost count of how many pirates we’ve killed! One-hundred and fifty-seven starfighters in total! Perhaps it was a bit exaggerated of me to say that I’ve lost count-”

“Why?” Kaitis looked over at the door and back to the droid again, “For what? What’s the point? Am I really worth it? Why?! What does he want from me?!”

‘Everything.’

“Everything? Hahahah~!” Eldra looked down at her withered body and her missing legs, those thin arms, she was so weak that she could barely even push a cup across the room. She felt completely helpless and useless.

“Master said something about a ‘Rule of Three’? I don’t quite understand, but it seems to be fairly important to his religious practices.”

“The Rule of Three? Isn’t it the Rule of Two? He’s a Sith, right?”

‘Sith by Species, not religion. There’s a difference, okay?’

“You want me to be your Apprentice.” Eldra sighed, “So I can either go home and let you target my friends, or stay here and become a monster like you.”

“Pardon?” The poor droid turned his whole body to look around in confusion, since his neck was pretty stiff, “You still haven’t answered my Master’s question yet. How much longer are you going to talk to yourself here? I need to hurry back to the cockpit and make sure we don’t suddenly fall out of Hyperspace!”

“Yes. Fine. I’ll be your Apprentice, Slave, whatever makes you happy. Just promise me you’ll never hurt Kikha and Daesha, otherwise our deal is off. I would rather die than let you Sith corrupt them!”

‘You belong to me now, Eldra.’

“What do you want me to do… Master?” She felt a little disgusted, but still endured the discomfort. She’d felt much worse.

‘Eat something. You need a lot of strength for my… Training Techniques.’

“Why didn’t you say that earlier? I’m starving! I’ve ‘been’ starving…”

“Oh, the lounge is to the right. Or left, whichever way you go, you can’t miss it!” The silver droid gave directions and then ‘rushed’ slowly back to the cockpit. Leaving the leg-less naked Twi’lek girl to fend for herself…

“Aren’t there any hoverchairs? Anything?” Eldra didn’t get any reply from the disembodied voice, “Frak!”

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Chapter 81: Hunger
Eldra was pleasantly surprised to find a small dresser across from her bed. Inside were some simple clothes. Robes, ponchos, tunics and other things that the average Jedi might wear. Even a brown hooded cloak. In her condition however, most of the longer pieces of clothing would just get in the way. She just found a simple gray tunic that barely reached past her nubs and the growling of her stomach stopped her from wasting time on anything else.

The cold, hard, metal floor was almost immaculately clean. At some point during their journey, C-3PO managed to sort through some of the boxes in the storage room and managed to find a few disassembled cleaning droids. As for what was left of the Spice, obviously Javra took that, along with several other boxes of illicit goods that were taking up space in the cargo hold. Then again, what’s really ‘illegal’ in Nar Shaddaa?

The three small black cardboard boxes went around cleaning everything. They even climbed up on the walls and ceilings. Although it could be said that all Droids are effectively Sentient, there are definitely different levels of Sentience. Their sole purpose is to clean. They have no other programming, aside from maybe bickering with each other or telling jokes that only they would understand.

Anyway, the legless Twi’lek didn’t use the Force. She was too weak and it was unnecessary. Just put her hands forward and crawled, while her gray tunic covered those nubs and made it easier to simply slide forward across the smooth ground. There was no shame or discomfort anymore. She only felt hungry and thirsty.

The tips of Eldra’s Lekku touched the cold floor occasionally, which was a bit annoying. Unfortunately her headdress which usually gave them a little ‘support’ was missing. It felt like her head was naked. A little freeing, but also uncomfortable.

“There it is…” She ended up going left instead of right. Passing by the large metal engineering bay doors, she passed an empty passenger cabin, then the left-side airlock and entrance, finally the last cabin…

“It feels like…” Eldra was stunned for a moment. There was something Dark inside of there, but it wasn’t as angry or filled with hate and fear as she expected. Rather, something else. Another negative emotion, something she was very familiar with… But there were also positive emotions as well: Love, hope, joy, the Light seemed to bring some semblance of balance. Of course, there was more than just one person inside.

“Maybe I was wrong?” Thinking back to Maul, she couldn’t help smiling wryly. He did ‘save’ her to a certain extent. Instead of being enslaved or killed, he only cut her fucking legs off and left her to die. Not out of mercy or kindness, but simply because he was careless and underestimated her will to survive. Besides, unless a Jedi or Sith is completely unconscious or exhausted, how could they die from fall damage? The gravity on that moon wasn’t even that high in the first place. She could have flown around if she wanted.

“Phew~! It’s okay, everything is fine. As long as you’re alive, there’s hope for a better tomorrow. Just don’t starve to death now.”

Thus, she continued crawling into the open lounge. The slimy stains from Javra were cleaned up a long time ago and the stench was also gone. It was all very mundane. She had seen plenty of starships and light freighters. The YT-1300 was basically just a very standard interstellar, luxury fork truck. With guns.

“They’re running out of supplies.” The moment she opened the refrigerator, she could sense the desolate situation. The cabinets didn’t have that many containers of food or water left either. She only hesitated for a moment before finding a stool and using it to lift herself up high enough to use the countertops in the kitchenette.

She was so hungry that she couldn’t bother heating anything up, just eating some fruit, bread and lunch meat. It’s not like she really ‘starved’ herself though. Even up towards the end, she was eating the bugs and other creatures that swarmed to her ‘corpse’. It’s just that she probably also caught some parasites or just wasn’t getting enough variety in her diet. Malnutrition is just a much slower death.

“Chocolate… The Force is with me!”

Yes, chocolate did exist and it wasn’t even rare in the Star Wars Universe. At least not until a war that might or might not even happen eventually.

“Mmmn~!” Eldra closed her bright blue eyes and savored the taste, while her perfect straight white teeth were being coated with brown. Eventually after coming down from the endorphins and the sugar rush, she felt a lot better than before. Finally able to calm her mind and think about her own future.

“If they’re being hunted by pirates…”

Theoretically, it was impossible to transmit signals and send messages to Realspace while in Hyperspace. Realistically though, there were actually homing beacons and other tricks. It’s also not impossible to calculate a ship’s Hyperdrive route, especially if you know where they’re going.

“If the pirates are using the Force… Hmmmm.”

It’s not unheard of for Force Users to become pirates or mercenaries. Even Jedi have worked with all sorts of scum and villainy in the past. If the Jedi knew about the return of the Sith, then perhaps they might hunt down her ‘Master’. But it was also unlikely that they would rely on random pirates to accomplish the task.

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Chapter 82: The Force Has Set Me Free

As Kaitis was thinking, she heard a door open. Flinching slightly, she looked over to the right and saw a human woman. Long and thick brown hair, maybe in her thirties, dark brown eyes and wearing a brown, long-sleeved tune that reached down to her knees. Those lower legs and feet were bare, looking as tan as her face and hands.

“You’re awake. I’m Shmi Skywalker.”

“Eldra… Kaitis.”

“You look like you’re in good spirits.” Shmi chuckled and made herself a glass of water. There were small bathrooms with sonic sinks and toilets in each of the cabins. Then there’s a ‘refresher’ right across from their particular cabin, hence why they picked it. The refresher was just a bathroom with a toilet and a shower.

“I’ve been barely surviving in a cave on a desolate moon for the past year. No matter what comes next, it can’t be worse than what I’ve already been through.”

“Master Asmodeus isn’t a monster.” Shmi looked over at the beautiful Twi’lek’s light-blue face again and smiled wryly, “I’m a little envious of you.”

“Why?” Eldra looked down at those calves and feet, then back up at those child-bearing hips, plump breasts and that ‘handsome’ human face. Although she was obviously a lot older at first glance, she was still in really good shape and didn’t have any obvious missing limbs. There was one thing though.

“You’re Force Sensitive. You’re jealous because you weren’t accepted by the Jedi?”

“Maybe I would have felt that way before, but now…” Shmi took another sip of water and smiled, “I was captured by pirates when I was a small child. Beaten, tortured, humiliated, ridiculed… I had experienced so much suffering, but I believe the Force was testing me. Seeing whether I was worthy. Then I was given a son. My Anakin was accepted by the Jedi Order recently.”

“How ironic. Your son became a Jedi and now you’re enslaved by the Sith.”

“I was enslaved by my own weakness.” Shmi held out the empty cup in her hand and let go, but it didn’t fall. Just hovered there, then floated up above her palm as she smiled gently at the startled Jedi.

“Now the Force has set me free.”

“But you’re still a slave.” Eldra shook her head and sighed, looking down at her own palms. Her wrists were covered by the loose long sleeves of the gray tunic, but she felt as if she could see Beskar shackles.

“The first thing my Master did when he ‘bought’ me was remove the tracker chip from my body.”

Shmi placed the glass of water on the counter and reached down. Eldra was startled when the woman suddenly pulled up the tunic and revealed those toned thighs, that furry brown muff and those terrible scars across her athletic abdomen. The woman placed her palm over her belly button and smiled, “It was a little poetic. This is where my life began. Where my shackles were embedded. Where my child was conceived. Where the Force set me free… And where my Master branded his first mark on me.”

“His ‘first’ mark. He’s branded you in other places since then?” Kaitis frowned as she saw the woman take off that tunic completely. Placing it on the counter calmly as her entire body was proudly revealed.

That left nipple was obviously still missing. But there were fresh bite marks around it. The right breast was a little purplish and bruised from a hand grasping it a little too hard. A lot of hand-marks, either red, purple or black existed across her body. On her legs, her arms, neck, waist, along with some bites on her shoulders. Shmi even turned around to show the recently spanked ass that was still red.

“Every day, my Master works hard to heal my old scars and replace them with his own marks.”

“That’s deranged. He’s just torturing you.”

“Real torture doesn’t feel so good.” Shmi chuckled and reached down, gently massaging Eldra’s left nub. The muscles were tense and knotted. It hurt at first and felt uncomfortable, but then a surge of pleasure came like electricity up her spine. Those soft hands weren’t callused anymore. Not after being ‘moisturized’ so thoroughly for over a month.

“Real torture… I think you already understand that feeling quite clearly. Otherwise my Master wouldn’t have heard your desperate plea from so far away.”

“I’m sorry…” Eldra struggled not to moan. Then noticed that the woman stopped. Then her legless body was lifted up like a baby and carried over to the semi-circular couch behind the round table.

“You don’t have to do this, Shmi.”

“Call me… Mom.”

“Mom?” Eldra was stunned and suddenly her arms were in the air and her tunic was already on the table.

“Yes, Daughter. I know you Jedi aren’t allowed to have ‘attachments’. You never had a real mother’s love before.”

“I don’t think this kind of motherly love is legal on Coruscant.” Eldra moaned as she looked down at those dangling breasts. Shmi’s fingers and palms were roughly massaging her other upper-thigh nub. Working out all the kinks and knots very thoroughly. Almost professionally. Eldra couldn’t help thinking about Kikha and Daesha again.

“We’re not on Coruscant. And we don’t care about laws.”

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Chapter 83: Massage
“Frak~! Mmm, ugh…”

Eldra moaned, groaned and cursed as the mature woman massaged her thigh-nubs. The back of her hands occasionally rubbed her labia. It felt like she was being teased.

“Alright, turn over.”

“What?” She was still in shock and could barely process what was happening. Then the woman flipped her onto her side, so she did the rest herself. Laying with her face to the right side, looking under the table. She had her shoulders pressed into the soft felt-like material, as she felt those hands grasping her wrists to straighten her arms out.

“I’m surprised how much fat you still have left on your butt.”

From Shmi’s perspective, she was able to enjoy an incredible view. Those blue cheeks naturally spread out to reveal that cute little dark-blue anus. Those wrinkles almost made it look like the shape of a starfish. Down below was her labia that were stuck together.

“You’re so beautiful.”

“Thanks, ah~!” Eldra was startled when she felt the woman spread out her pussy lips, expecting more, but instead, those hands started pressing into her lower back. Those muscles were still strong, even after all she’s been through. Though her ribs could still be easily seen through her blue flesh.

“Thank you… Mmmn~!”

Those long Lekku were also given a massage, from the tips, all the way down to the bases. That bald Twi’lek scalp was so sensitive and tender, down to her neck. She felt the squishy wet ‘wings’ pressing on her lower back as those hairs tickled her spine. Those breasts were rubbed against her upper back occasionally, especially when the woman laid down and started massaging her arms. Finally Shmi sat on her waist again, this time facing the other direction. She reached down between those thighs and up to her cheeks again, spreading them wider than they already were.

“What is he going to do to me?” Eldra suddenly asked.

Shmi snickered and turned around, laying against her back again. She moved up and past those Lekku to whisper into that cute pointy ‘ear nub’, “Our Master is going to love you.”

“He’s going to frak me.” Eldra sighed, “I’ve never been with a man before.”

“I was a forty year old virgin.” Shmi giggled, “I know it sounds absurd, but it’s the truth. A Jedi named Qui-gon told me that my son was the ‘Chosen One’. A child born without a father. Maybe he was right.”

“Qui-gon… I felt his passing. I thought I would see him again soon, but I suppose it’s not my time yet.”

Eldra smiled wryly and opened her blue eyes again, staring under the table at the black chairs and the kitchenette behind them.

“I want our Master’s first time with you to be special.”

“Oh, how special? A romantic evening, a long walk on the beach, watching a movie-”

*Clap!* A loud smack on her blue ass interrupted her nonsense.

“Of course not.”

Shmi gripped those cheeks and spread them farther, with her thumbs pressing against that cute starfish that was starting to gape open a bit. Before clenching again.

“Don’t forget that you’re his slave. Not his wife or girlfriend. You’re just a toy for him to vent his desires. A useful tool or even a weapon. Just like me.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be like you, Shmi.”

“Maybe not.” She let those cheeks loose and ran her hands down to the nubs again, massaging them gently.

“But that’s a good thing. Otherwise I’m afraid an old Schutta like me will be replaced sooner or later.”

Eldra groaned and moaned again, enjoying the present and resigning herself to her ‘fate’ once more.

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Chapter 84: The Cube
When Asmodeus woke up, he had a boner, as always. But he also needed to piss, which kind of ruined the mood. By the time he was done, he was soft again. His cute little fucktoy wasn’t there. He figured she was probably getting something to eat or drink. Likely preparing food for the both of them.

“Master, help~!”

Hearing that playful scream, he rolled his eyes and went over to the lounge. Oddly enough, nobody was there. Just some clothes. He could ‘feel’ Shmi though, even the other girl, so playing hide and seek was kind of pointless. The double-doors opened and he was immediately greeted with a familiar, pungent scent. Not that nasty Hutt stank, but the smell of Shmi’s soaking wet holes and sweat.

There was a metal storage cube on the conveyor belt. Asmodeus grinned and walked over, looking at it curiously. A circular hole opened up in the middle, with two doors moving open to the sides.

“This is so fucking hot.”

Even though it looked a little ominous at first, he still shoved his half-flaccid cock inside. His balls pressed up against the cold metal.

In the dimly lit cube, Eldra was breathing heavily. Her waist was resting on a sling, while her wrists were tied together behind her back. Those long, sensitive Lekku were wrapped by black leathery bands and holding more than half of her weight on their own. Below her skinny body was a human woman who was covered in scars, yet still incredibly sexy. She looked down at that ‘thirsty’ gaze and then that crimson dick poked her smooth forehead.

“Ah…” She was a little startled and confused, but then those gentle hands reached up to perform another massage. Those tan fingers grasped the red shaft as it rapidly hardened and throbbed. The tip graced her cheek and tapped her left ear-nub.

“Ugh.” It wasn’t a pleasant sensation. Eldra couldn’t help remembering how she was locked in a box before. At least that time she could see outside. All those rich assholes bidding all the way up to 2.5 million Credits to ‘own’ her! Even after being bought, she didn’t give up. She kept fighting and killing, those bastards all died and she was ‘free’. Free to suffer alone for a whole year until-

*Smack!*

“Stop slacking!” Shmi shouted after slapping Eldra’s left cheek with Asmodeus’ hard cock!

“Frak…” The enslaved Padawan grimaced as the musky scent filled her nostrils even stronger, after all, Shmi kept rubbing that dick-head up against her cute nose. She had to open her mouth to breathe, but then that head was pressed inside her lips. Rubbing against her teeth and her tongue instinctively tried to ‘push’ it out.

“Mmf~! Ptuh~!” Eldra spat out the cock head for a moment, but Shmi just snickered and used her hands to force that dick back inside the girl’s mouth. She also lifted up her knee and pushed the suspended body forward by the pussy! Those bright blue eyes widened as the crimson rod pressed against her uvula!

“Ugh~!” She gagged and choked, with her eyes watering as her tongue subconsciously kept licking along that shaft. She tried biting it, but his skin was incredibly tough and his meat was far too chewy.

“Bad Schutta.” Shmi grabbed her throat and squeezed tightly until Eldra stopped ‘biting’. However, her teeth still scraped up against the top and bottom of his shaft defiantly as it was thrust in and out with the movement of ‘her’ Master’s hips. After a few minutes, her jaw started to ache and her nose was running. Tearstains ran down her cheeks, but her expression only became more defiant.

“Good, good, let the hate flow through you, heh-heh-heh~!”

Eldra glared down at the crazy woman and then looked over to the side, noticing the camera lens…

“Mmmf!” She struggled a bit and her whole body wiggled around. She even tried to use the Force for a moment, but it was useless. In front of Asmodeus and in her weakened state, she couldn’t even ‘Force’ the cock out of her throat! As it pulsated, she coughed and gagged, with some cum spraying down her esophagus and the rest spurting out of her nose!

“Mmmn~! Ack~! *Cough-cough~!*” Finally she could breathe again as she spat a bunch of slimy foam onto Shmi’s grinning face. The horny woman sat up a bit and gripped her ear-nubs, slurping up the cum from that pretty blue chin, around those thick lips and she even lapped up those adorable nostrils.

“Say it.”

“Say what?!” Eldra tried to move her face away, but she could only have her tears licked by Schutta Shmi.

“Thank him!”

“Thank him for what?! Mmmn~! Frak~!”

Shmi pinched those dark-blue nipples and pulled downward, which also put a lot of pressure on those sensitive Lekku! Eldra almost had an orgasm, but it wasn’t enough…

“Thank… Thank you, ‘Master’! Frak~! Aaah~!”

“Good girl.” Shmi stopped pinching that sensitive clit and started kissing those slimy lips gently. Then she pressed a button on the ceiling with her left foot, causing another, larger hole to appear. This tome on the other side of the box.

“Master, I’ve lubricated your toy now. Feel free to use her however you wish.”

“E chu ta!” Eldra cursed and struggled a bit again as the hole in front of her face was closed. She looked up at another camera lens with a hint of fear, but mostly just shame and humiliation! Even when she was captured and auctioned off, she never felt this way! The worst part was… She actually came from this shit!

“Frak! Ugh~!” Her head tails were pinched and squeezed by the bindings as her shoulders were pressed, pushing her whole body backwards. Not only that, but Shmi’s feet dug into those blue hips right above the dangling stumps. The strap around her waist slid up a bit, so it had to be readjusted, but then it was back to pressing on her womb again.

“She’s ready, Master!”

Asmodeus stayed in the same place, but he grabbed the sides of the cube and turned it around to the other side. This time it was a little different, he had to be less passive. He couldn’t help sighing and shaking his head. Shmi was really into this shit, but then again, so was he.

“I’m such a piece of shit.”

Even though he said that, he still looked down at that beautiful starry asshole and sopping wet cunt that were both practically pressing out of the circular hole, along with some cheeks and thighs. He could ‘feel’ her emotions and even read her thoughts to a certain extent. Eldra was definitely conflicted. She hated him a bit, but also wanted him to hurry the fuck up already!

“Don’t be so impatient, my cute little Apprentice. We’ve got plenty of time to play.”

“Frak you! Uck~!” He could hear her being choked by Dommy-Mommy Shmi. As he slid the tip of his slimy dick over her clit, she moaned, then without warning, he thrust deep inside her tiny twat!

“Aaaah~!”

“Mmmmn~!”

Asmodeus could hear Shmi moaning loudly along with Eldra’s roar. He thrust in and out of her so hard and violently that the heavy metal cube started moving around, so he had to hold it in place tightly. His balls pummeled her clit and pubic bone, jerking around inside the box due to her suspended state.

Shmi had to struggle with her feet against those hips and inner thighs in order to keep Eldra’s ass pressing partially out of the hole in the box. It wasn’t enough for the whole ass to fit outside, but that just made it better.

Asmodeus kept staring at that anus, mesmerized as it winked at him, then clenched up tighter, before opening a bit again. He could feel her vaginal walls contracting around his dick as he rapidly slid in and out, she even squirted a bit. Which sprayed all over his balls and down the outside of the box, though some also splashed inside onto Shmi’s hairy cunt.

He started cumming but his dick accidentally slipped out of her pussy. Then he rammed it violently inside her puckered asshole!

“Frak~! Ugh~! Ow! Mmmmn~! Aaaah!” Eldra’s face changed from shock, to confusion, to pain, then she rolled her eyes into the back of her head and screamed. Shmi was biting her left nipple and the cock in her ass had suddenly slipped back into her pussy to keep pounding again!

Asmodeus looked down at the cream spurting out of that poor starfish, watching it drip down the short taint and onto his dick, providing more lubrication. He just kept going and going. Every few minutes another creampie, sometimes he would slip back into her ass and hear her screaming or grunting. When he started to hear whimpering, he finally slowed down and stopped.

“Master, is it my turn now?” It wasn’t Eldra, but Shmi who suddenly started crying. Of course Eldra’s face was also covered in tears and her eyes were red, but she wouldn’t ‘whimper’ like a massiff in heat. She looked down at the crazy human with pity and disgust, but was a little disappointed when that cock finally left her aching cunt.

“Mmmnf~!” Then she groaned in pain, discomfort and some semblance of relief as the box was flipped upside down. She still had her hands restrained, while her lekku were being crushed by both of their bodies. As the pressure finally left her womb, she was so relieved that she accidentally pissed herself. She tried to stop, but then she thought, “Frak it…” And stopped caring.

“Thank you, Master! Thank you… Aaaah~! Thank you~!”

Shmi screamed so loud it hurt Eldra’s ears as she watched that woman’s face scrunch up in pain, then grin from the pleasure. She looked down and watched that sticky brown bush. That toned and scared belly bulged with every thrust, almost as if she could see the outline of that damned Sith’s ‘lightsaber’.

“I can’t believe I agreed to this Bantha Poodoo…”

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Chapter 85: Frak!

Eldra untied her wrists and removed the bindings on her Lekku. Her ass was drenched in various juices, as were her slimy tentacles, but she didn’t care. She’s been through worse the past year. A lot worse.

“Crazy Schutta…” Those blue hands wrapped Shmi’s throat and those lips pressed together. There was also a lot of biting on both sides. Asmodeus pounded as hard as he could, but fortunately both of those boxes were very durable.

He pressed his thumbs into her slightly hairy asshole and spread it apart, spitting inside, as he watched her pink walls being squeezed up and down. Asmodeus felt a disturbance in the Force and his mind went blank. His cock throbbed as her pussy pulsated, he literally ‘Forced’ his cum through her cervix and into her spasming womb.

“Get pregnant.”

“Yes, Master! Breed me! Please, breed me!”

“Yes, Mom, heheheh~!”

“Mmmmmn~!” Eldra’s moan also rang out as Shmi started deepthroating one of her Lekku, while pinching and twisting a blue nipple. The fallen Jedi bit down hard on the old woman’s only nipple, while rubbing and fingering herself.

“Are you really recording this poodoo? Is this some kind of blackmail trick?”

“Of course not. I mean, yeah, we’re recording, but not to blackmail you. It’s for Shmi’s next holonovel.” Asmodeus answered, since Shmi was still choking on a thick blue lek.

“Are you serious?! For frak’s sake, I don’t want my friends to find out I’m alive like this! Aaaagh~! Frak~!”

Even though she complained and was embarrassed, she actually came much harder thinking about Daesha, Kikha, even Obi-wan and Master Yoda watching her get used like a Fleshdroid!

“We can always hide your name and face-”

“No!” Shmi spat out the tentacle and shouted, “Sorry Master! I just think that Eldra needs to know her place as your Slave!”

“You don’t have to apologize, Shmi. And Eldra, I was serious earlier. If you wanna go back to Coruscant-”

“No!” Eldra also shouted anxiously, “Stay away from them! You want me to be your nasty fleshdroid, fine! But you’re not allowed to touch them!”

*Smack!*

“Stop hitting me!”

*Smack!* Shmi slapped her other cheek this time, “Don’t forget that you’re Master’s Slave now! If he wants to frak your friends, then that’s his decision, not yours!”

“Bantha poodoo! I won’t serve a liar! If he goes back on his word-”

“When did I ever say I wouldn’t fuck your friends?” Asmodeus snickered, “Besides, I can’t really ‘unfuck’ them now, can I?”

“What… What?!”

“Hahahah~!” Shmi couldn’t help cackling as she watched the changes on Eldra’s pretty face, “Master’s first heir will be born soon. Your friend Daesha is so lucky… The Force clearly loves her dearly.”

“Frakking-”

*Smack!*

“Stop that!”

*Smack!*

“Cray-” Eldra stopped fingering herself and smacked Shmi first this time! Then the Lekku got involved and the two of them were wrestling in the box, while Asmodeus rested his arms on the top, feeling his dick and balls get struck from time to time. Sometimes by a foot, a head, an ass, a tentacle or a stump. In the end, he showered them with a bit more cum before they ran out of time.

“Master Asmodeus! Master Skywalker! Help~!”

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Chapter 86: Arrived
“What’s wrong, Seepy Threepy?”

“Master, I would greatly appreciate it if you never called me that again.”

Asmodeus rushed into the cockpit naked with a boner, using the Force to casually suck off all the slime and toss it onto the hallway floor. Those horny boxes rushed over and fought each other for ‘right’ to suck up their Master’s cum, but in the end they were kicked out of the way by a soaking wet Shmi.

The filthy human ran over and sat down in the captain’s seat and looked at the blinking lights and scrolling texts. They were about to drop out of Hyperspace!

“Master, you should get ready!”

“Oh dear… I’ll man my station!”

“No, wait.” Asmodeus patted the shiny silver shoulder and turned back, “You good, Eldra?”

“I’m fine.” The cum and piss drenched Twi’lek crawled over with her hands and stumps, practically rubbing her oozing orifices against the ground. Those long lekku were covered in bite marks and bruises, just like her breasts and face, but she wasn’t actually injured at all. Those thirsty droids swarmed around her and sucked up all the delicious fluids she left behind. One of them even started sucking on her lek before she pushed it away.

“What do you need me to do, ‘Master’?”

“We’ve got two turrets. You like top or bottom?”

“I can go either way…” Eldra finally got a clear look at that handsome man’s smirking face and shouted, “You know what I mean!”

This was actually the first time she really saw what he looked like! She was half-expecting him to have black tattoos all over his face in the shape of a skull or be horribly disfigured, maybe even have giant tentacles dangling off his face…

Then again, if you look at ‘male’ Twi’leks, the females really won the genetic lottery in terms of appearance at least. Of course, it could also be due to the women being intentionally bred as sex slaves for tens of thousands of years. However, with the men looking so conventionally hideous, how do their offspring always turn into ‘beautiful’ women? It’s a mystery.

“Come on, I’ll give you a ride, hahaha~!”

“Hey! Ah!”

Asmodeus rushed over and reached down, casually picking her skinny body up by the waist and running down the cockpit hallway to the main hallway, then casually tossed her up into the turret-seat without even using the Force! She reached out and grabbed the back of the chair, then pulled herself into it, sitting down and taking a deep breath.

Memories of the past hour flashed in her mind. She was still soaking wet, in every way possible.

“There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity…”

“Dropping out of Hyperspace! Now!” Shmi’s serious voice came through the intercom and the scenery in front of her eyes changed! From swirling blue and white chaos to two blindingly bright stars! There was a tiny little dot in the distance, which was the planet Tatooine. She’d never been there before, but she’d definitely seen pictures and holograms before.

“We’ve got incoming!” C-3PO screamed in fright!

“Frak!”

“Fuck!”

“E chu ta!”

“Oh dear!”

It wasn’t a bunch of little starfighters this time… Well, there were six of those: Z-95 Headhunters. Only six small ships wasn’t a big deal though. The problem was the huge 160 meter long Minstrel-class space yacht! It was almost shaped like a real sailing vessel, with a long, curved bow almost like the tip of a gladius. On the top was a large observation deck, with glass windows all around. Huge ion engines jutted out of the back of the ship. There were three long rods sticking down at an angle on both sides of the ship near the back, with two big fins that looked like rudders sticking down from behind.

“It’s the Star Jewel!” Shmi shouted anxiously, “It’s Jabba’s space yacht!”

“We’re all going to die!” The overdramatic droid screamed again.

“First of all, Threepio, shut your fucking mouth.” Asmodeus sighed, “If it comes down to it, just ram the fucking ship into the those windows up top.”

“Master, they have shields. And a tractor beam. They’ve already locked onto us-”

*Rumble~!* The whole ship shook violently as the tractor beam interfered with the inertial dampeners for a moment, or whatever it was that kept everyone from turning into paste when the ship moved.

*Beep~!* Among the many alarms and sirens, one of them was a communicator. Specifically a holographic projector.

“Master, what should I do?” By the time Shmi asked, Asmodeus was already standing in the middle of the cockpit.

“What else? Answer the fucking call. Uh, is it a video or just-”

“Hohohohaahaaahaaaa~!”

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Chapter 87: Jabba

A big hologram suddenly appeared above a small silver disk. Unlike the cheaper holoprojectors, this one actually had accurate colors. Displaying the big green and tan Hutt very clearly, including all his big warts and other lumps. Those huge orange eyes were somewhat sinister, like a venomous snake.

“Jabba. So you’re the one that’s been trying to kill us the past week?”

The bloated and wrinkled Hutt laughed again, before a young, tan-skinned Twi’lek man spoke: “How dare you speak so insolently to the Great Jabba!”

“How dare ‘you’ speak to Master Asmodeus so insolently?!” Shmi was still naked and her wet hair was stuck to the back of the chair as she stood up, not caring whether those bastards could see her or not.

Jabba waved his hand at his chief of staff and started speaking in Huttese. Which Bib Fortuna translated, “The Great Jabba wishes to settle this dispute amicably and without further bloodshed or loss of property and peggats.”

“Alright, I know you can speak Basic.” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and complained, “If you wanna talk, then fine. Let’s talk.”

“I know what you are…” Jabba glared at the red-skinned holographic boy and visibly frowned, “I wonder if the Jedi know about you… Sith.”

The tractor beam couldn’t actually bring the ship inside the yacht. Even if it could, they only used it to keep them from escaping immediately. Jabba wasn’t an idiot. He wouldn’t allow a Force User to board his ship so carelessly.

“I didn’t really try to hide it.” Asmodeus shrugged, “Besides, I impregnated a Jedi not that long ago. If they really gave a shit, then maybe you’d have a few Jedi on your boat right now? But you don’t.”

“Hoohohooohaaahahaa~!” Jabba started laughing happily again and changed his serious expression completely. Both Shmi and Bib were surprised.

“Did you also breed that little schutta Javra?”

“I really thought about it, but then I decided not to…” Asmodeus snickered and Jabba laughed again, “So what do you want? You want this ship back? Fine, 700 peggats. I’ll just write off the emotional damage and irritation caused by the harassment the past week.”

“Hoh~! You cost me three hundred thousand from the starfighters alone! You expect ‘me’ to pay ‘you’ anything?”

Shmi’s face paled at the thought of carrying such an insanely high debt! That’s 12 million Republic Credits!

“You know I ain’t gonna pay you that much money.” Asmodeus shrugged and laughed again, “But I’m guessing you’ve got something else in mind? What do you want? Some other Hutt getting in your way? Some Jedi snooping around and causing you trouble?”

“I want… You.”

“Why does this sound kinda familiar?” He looked over at Shmi who sat back down in the pilot’s seat and was blushing a bit on her ‘glazed’ face. For that matter, he realized that he had a boner this entire time!

“Hey, they can’t actually see us, right?”

“Master…”

“We can see you very clearly.” Jabba cut her off, then waved his hand. A familiar figure appeared. Though he had only seen her once, a long time ago, that green-skinned Twi’lek woman was pretty memorable. One of the many people who gangraped Giza in the memory. There was also a human woman with black hair and brown skin. A Trandoshan woman with green scales. Even a Togruta woman with orange skin, white markings and blue montrals/lekku. All of them were wearing ‘slave outfits’, or basically just a metal bikini top, with a small triangle of metal and a chain holding in place a thin piece of cloth that dangled down low.

“What I want is easy for you. Just… Breed these females. Your debt to me will be cleared.”

“Master…” Shmi looked over to that cute ‘boy’ with a worried expression, while C-3PO seemed to calm down a lot. After all, if everything can be solved without bloodshed, he really didn’t care too much either way.

“You think my children are only worth a few hundred thousand?” Asmodeus frowned and glared at the hologram, leaning forward, the whole cockpit seemed to tremble! Jabba also noticed something was wrong, because it felt like the air density had suddenly increased!

“My children are ‘priceless’. Just like my wives, my slaves, everything that I care about.”

“Ack~! Pl-please~! Aaaaaaaah~!” With a shrill scream that Twi’lek woman was suddenly lifted up by her throat and sent flying across the huge room! A random Gamorrean Guard tried to catch her, but his white tusks pierced through her face! Although she didn’t die immediately, her neck was broken and her face mangled…

“Besides, you owe ‘me’ a debt.” Asmodeus grinned, “Giza Kalia. The mother of my wife, the Jedi Padawan Daesha Kalia. You know what you did.”

“You think you can threaten me? Just with this little ‘Sith’ trick?” Jabba scoffed and waved his hand for the terrified women to leave quickly, “No matter how strong the Jedi or Sith, as long as I give the order, you will be destroyed with your ship!”

“You wanna bet on that? Hahahaha~!” The boy narrowed his glowing golden eyes and sneered, “The Force is way more overpowered than you think. Especially the Dark Side… Haven’t you ever heard of a Sith that could Teleport? How do you even know I’m still on my ship right now? Maybe I’m actually… Right behind you!”

“What?!” Big shouted in shock and looked behind Jabba, who also jumped! The giant slug showed amazing strength as he leaped five or six meters away from the spot, while turning around and slamming his giant tail down onto an unlucky frog-like creature…

“Hahahaha~!” Asmodeus grinned as the Hutt crawled back to his special platform and glared at the boy with an irritated expression on that disgusting wrinkly face, “No, but seriously, it’s not that I can’t kill you. It’s not that I can’t destroy your ship. It’s that even if I do that shit, I’ll just have more annoying problems to deal with… I’m sure you understand, right?”

“Fine. There’s no reason for us to kill each other over such minor disputes.” Jabba waved his hand and magnanimously suggested, “Instead of enemies or debtors, we should work together…”

“Be more specific.” The naked tomato man tried to act as ‘serious’ as possible while ignoring his rebellious dick.

“War is coming.” Jabba was also naked, but he was a long-time professional nudist, so he didn’t really care about such things. He picked up a big metal pipe and took a long hit of his giant green bong, then breathed out a long sigh.

“The Republic is changing… Change always means chaos, and opportunity. Just like war.”

Shmi frowned and looked up to her Master again, but was relieved when she saw his calm expression.

“And?” He spread his hands, “Get to the point. Where’s the part where you make me an offer I can’t refuse?”

“I will take down the bounties on your Jedi concubines. Our debts erased. Sooner or later, I will need your ‘talents’. As will you need mine. A mutually beneficial arrangement.”

“Okay, sure, whatever.” Asmodeus snickered, “In other words, I’ll call you or you’ll call me, but… We’re done here, right?”

“Hohohohahahaoohhaa~!” Jabba bellowed and waved his hand, “Go! Breed your slaves! I wish you great success!”

“You too, bye~!” He waved casually and the image disappeared.

“Master Asmodeus… Now what should we do?” C-3PO watched the tractor beam disappear and then the Space Yacht also ‘sailed away’.

“What else?” He looked at Shmi, who was reclining in her chair with a relieved expression, “My dick ain’t gonna suck itself.”

“Unfortunately I was never programmed to perform fellacio-”

“You don’t even have a mouth!”

“Master, if you want, I can install a Corellian Vacusucker 290-”

“Please don’t.”

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Chapter 88: Frak-Friends

Poor C-3PO failed to rizz-up his new master and retreated in disappointment. To be fair though, he was basically asexual and didn’t really have any sexual organs or programming in the first place. His desire was simply to help in any way he could. That was what he was designed and created to do: Help. Though mostly with translations, etiquette and menial tasks.

“Jabba killed Daesha’s mother?” The naked blue girl crawled past the dejected droid who was leaving and pulled herself up and pulled herself up onto the co-pilot seat. Looking up at that handsome face, trying to ignore the ‘slurping’ noises as Shmi jerked and sucked his crimson cock, even massaged those hairless testicles.

“Then why did you kill that Twi’lek woman? Just to piss him off?”

“Of course not.” Asmodeus sighed, looking over into those bright blue eyes, “Jabba can’t die. Not yet. It’s not worth it. But even though he gave the order, those assholes all participated or cheered on the side as Giza was gangraped. Finally she was thrown into the Sarlacc Pit, slowly dying.”

“That’s terrible…” Eldra grit her teeth and tried to control her anger, “Daesha and Kikha went to Tatooine back then… Around the same time that I…”

“Yep. And then they picked me up and we had a crazy adventure. By adventure, I mean we got stranded for weeks and ran out of supplies. Had to resort to ‘sharing’ water, but it wasn’t enough for Kikha. Eventually we made it to a ship, ate some food, then had to escape from the ship because there was a fucking Old God-I mean, uh… Well, it was just some random piece of ancient tech that almost killed us.”

As he was speaking, Tatooine became bigger in front of them. Eldra piloted the ship, since Shmi had her hands full.

“You and Daesha were fuck-buddies, right?”

“If you mean Frak-Friends, then… Yes.” Eldra didn’t bother denying it and wasn’t even that embarrassed. At least not about ‘that’. She couldn’t help but glance at those rippling abs, then down his thighs, that perfect ass… Of course, she also looked over at Shmi’s breasts, thin abs, thighs, then back up to her face as she looked towards her Master fanatically.

“We started when we were a lot younger. I was a few years older, but I grew up in the Temple. She spent her childhood as a slave. Watching her mother and other schuttas being used like toys all day long. Treated like less than Sentient. I started having urges I couldn’t control, no matter how hard I meditated. I was too embarrassed to talk to anyone about it, until Daesha. She taught me how to use my Lekku and how to take a Lek. But Jedi aren’t supposed to form serious relationships.”

“Probably the dumbest rule of the Jedi. Also probably the reason why most people leave the Order or directly betray the Jedi.”

“Yeah… I know why we do it. Love is important. The Jedi love each other like family, whether they want to admit it or not. We just pretend like we’re not affected. Pretend like we don’t care. Try to hide the pain and loneliness with shame and guilt.”

“All that shit ‘leads to the Dark Side’ though. Mmmn~!” There was a bit of turbulence as the ship entered the atmosphere and he couldn’t help spraying a thick load all over Shmi’s messy face. She kept jerking him off even as he twitched and trembled, but then he calmed down a bit. After the last few drops of cum were sucked out and licked up, that dick finally started to calm down.

“Master… Is it over already?”

“Already?” Eldra smiled wryly, “Isn’t that the fifth time? Or is it the sixth?”

“I think it’s probably the tenth, but I don’t really keep track anymore.” Asmodeus sighed and his mind cleared up a bit. The hazy purple clouds in his head seemed to be pushed away by the usual black and white ones. Usually more black than white, but it really depends on the mood, the location or the situation.

Although purple didn’t necessarily correspond to ‘Lust’, for him personally, it did. Just like Anger/Hatred were red, Fear/Greed were yellow, Envy/Jealousy were green… But so were things like Joy, Happiness, et cetera. In other words, it was a little confusing. Red = Bad, Blue = Good didn’t really make much sense. Even Black and White aren’t so black and white.

“Master usually isn’t satisfied. Ever.”

“That’s not true.” Asmodeus sat down in the seat behind Eldra and leaned back, yawning loudly. Then Shmi also yawned and looked even more tired than before,

“Don’t forget that we’ve been on the run for like a week now. It’s too much. Let’s go home and go to sleep.”

“Where’s your home?” Eldra looked down at the orange dunes below and the darker brown mountains in the distance. She had no idea where she was going.

“Master, you never told me where we were going exactly.”

“Oh yeah! I forgot. I think it’s called the Great Pit of Carkoon? Or at least really close to there. That’s where I buried my Sheathipede Shuttle.”

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Chapter 89: Telekinesis

As the ship got closer, it slowed down a lot. The YT-1300’s cockpit didn’t really have any windows facing ‘down’, but they had scanners. It wasn’t hard to find the location where he buried the ship.

They landed a dozen meters away on some harder ground. The ramp on the right side lowered and the four ‘people’ walked outside onto the hot gray-ish brown and orange sands. More specifically, C-3PO shuffled forward and Eldra was riding on Asmodeus’ shoulders. Although she took a sonic shower and put on some clothes like Shmi, her pussy was still ‘kissing’ and drooling on the back of his neck.

The blue cheeks weren’t blushing, but her expression was a little awkward. At least she was courteous enough to hold his beautiful, long black hair out of the way and keep it from getting ‘dirty’. Though he really didn’t seem to care either way.

“Oh dear…”

“You do realize that burying a starship under a bunch of sand is terrible, right?”

“Master, the sand gets inside everywhere and… It’s not good.”

“I didn’t ‘bury’ it on purpose, okay?” Asmodeus sighed as he stood on the edge of the pit. When they looked down, almost half the pit was completely filled with sand. It’s been about a month and a half after all.

“Give me a second.”

“For what?” Eldra asked as she felt his body shake and tremble, then she realized it wasn’t him. It was the ground!

“You can’t be serious!”

“Master, don’t give yourself a Force hernia!” Shmi was also shocked, but mostly concerned. She knew how hard it was to move a small object like a cup or plate and she saw him throw a person from inside a ship, hundreds of meters away, but…

“Pft~! A Force hernia? Is that really a thing?” Asmodeus snickered and crouched down, kneeling on his left knee as the girl on his back almost fell forward into the pit. Fortunately she was a Jedi and had amazing balance.

“Gotta loosen it up a bit first! There!”

The sands separated to the sides in an elliptical shape and then the 14 meter long shuttle was revealed! He kept the sands ‘open’ with his left hand and reached out to yoink the ship up into the air with the other!

“Incredible!” C-3PO shouted in surprise.

“Amazing!” Kaitis couldn’t help thinking about the heavy Muntuur Stones used for meditation practice in the Temple, each one weighing 5 metric tonnes. She remembered Master Yoda only lifting 5… Well, he also didn’t struggle much and it was harder to lift multiple objects than a singular one. But still! He wasn’t just lifting the ship alone!

“Is this the power of the Dark Side?”

“Dark Side? I’m not even angry.” Asmodeus rolled his eyes and stood up. Allowing the sands to slosh back down a bit. Then he reached out with both hands to move the ship over to the side of the pit nearby. Lowering it gently onto the harder ground.

“It’s not as heavy as it looks. The inside is mostly hollow. You should be able to do this shit too if you weren’t so fucked up.”

“I’m not a Master of Telekinesis!” Eldra retorted while wrapping her arm up in his hair and using it like a ‘rein’ of sorts, “I mostly focused on Lightsaber Combat! But I used Form-4…”

“Form-4 means nothing to me. You have to be more descriptive. I only know about Form-1 so far, because that’s what Dae and Kikha use.”

“Form-4 is the Way of the Hawk-Bat, or Aggression Form…” Eldra grit her teeth and then sighed dramatically, “It uses a lot of acrobatics, fast strikes, leaping… I’ll probably have to change to a more steady Form in the future.”

“Why? Just get some robot legs or whatever.” Asmodeus looked over at the shuffling droid next to him.

“What a fantastic idea! Master, perhaps you could enhance my own legs as well? Master Skywalker didn’t have much to work with at the time…”

It is true that poor C-3PO couldn’t get decent legs from his master who was a literal slave boy at the time, but it was somewhat strange that he could afford to have a shiny gold plating, yet his motor functions were weaker than a disposable B-1 Battle Droid… Protocol Droids aren’t cheap. For a moment, Asmodeus couldn’t help remembering the Protocol/Assassin Droid of the HK Series and started to wonder if maybe there were some intentional ‘restrictions’ created thousands of years ago that still carried over until today.

“Master, I might not be a real cyberneticist, so I couldn’t ‘install’ the cybernetics properly, but it wouldn’t be a problem to build some robotic legs. So long as I have the parts.” Shmi smiled wryly in reminiscence, “You don’t think Ani really just learned everything from the Force, do you?”

“Fine by me.”

“Marvelous!”

“It’s not the same…” Eldra grumbled, “Even if I had better, stronger cybernetic legs, they would never be able to connect me to the Force the same way as before.”

Asmodeus snickered, “Then just clone some new legs.”

“No. This… This is a reminder. A reminder to never let my guard down again. Never become arrogant or complacent.”

“Master, I can build you a harness to carry her around on your back more easily.” Shmi looked up at that blue ass that was revealed under the brown tunic when the wind blew, “Or your front, for easier access.”

“Frak off!” Eldra retorted angrily, “I’m a Jedi, not a frak-toy or useless schutta!”

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Chapter 90: Frak-Toy

“Hey, schutta’s aren’t useless.”

Asmodeus snickered and reached up, grabbing her waist and pulling her off his shoulders. He had to hold the girl in his arms like a baby, being careful not to smack her head on the sides of the metal entrance as they went inside the Sheathipede. After a short hallway that doubled as an airlock, they reached the lounge, where quite a few of the more delicate objects were stored instead of Sarry’s ass cave.

“If you weren’t such a cute little schutta, I would’ve just sent you back to the Jedi instead of keeping you as a slave.”

“Am I supposed to thank you for that?!”

“Yes!” Shmi shouted on the side, “You don’t even appreciate how lucky you are…”

“I don’t believe in luck. Only the Force.” Eldra retorted and then she felt weightless for a moment, before being held tightly in the air by an invisible pressure all around her body. It was even though, not like being strangled specifically.

“What are you doing?!”

“I believe in the Force too. Look, the Force wants you to be my cute little ‘frak-toy’.”

Before she could react, her pussy was pressed up against his handsome face. Shmi couldn’t help but scowl, then bite her lower lip. Finally, she realized something and quickly knelt down in front of her Master and started fondling his balls, while jerking his flaccid cock and sucking on the slightly covered head. Sticking her tongue inside the foreskin. It only stayed for a moment before peeling back as his cock engorged. Those strong hands ran through her thick brown hair and pressed on the back of her head.

“Mmmn~! Frak~! Aaaah~!” Eldra grabbed the back of her Master’s head and couldn’t help grinding her pussy up against his face, “I’m not a toy! I’m a Jedi!”

‘So are they.’ Asmodeus’ voice echoed in Eldra’s mind as she saw flashes of memories. She looked down and saw Kikha’s beautiful face sucking on that red cock, wrapping those tentacles around. Daesha was eating his ass, sucking his balls, fucking him with her lekku…

“Get out of my head!”

He stopped slurping on her dark-blue pussy and she floated backwards a meter or so, looking down at him in anger and confusion. Then he smirked up at her, “I wasn’t in ‘your’ head.”

“I-ah!” Eldra screamed as she dropped a bit and laid on her back, looking up at the ceiling for a moment, before feeling a sharp, painful sensation in her loins! Then she moved again, struggling to look down as that cock slid in and out of her pussy with her whole body getting jerked around by the Force.

“Ow! Aaaah~!” At first it hurt a bit, but maybe she was too much of a masochist, because she couldn’t bear to ask him to stop.

From Asmodeus’ perspective, he gripped with his right hand in the air, then moved it quickly as if he was really using her body like a pocket pussy. Then he looked over at his other slave, who was watching everything while patiently kneeling on the side. The same spot where Daesha and Kikha…

“Shmi, I know you’re jealous. Don’t worry, you’ve done really well the past week. I’ll give you your reward.” With his left hand he gripped, lifting her up by the throat as she choked and trembled.

“Oh dear!” C-3PO watched everything on the side with anxiety, since from his perspective, his Master was actually punishing and abusing the two organic slaves. Fortunately Master Asmodeus didn’t seem to pay him any mind…

“Come here. I wanna taste your hairy schutta cunt.”

“Y-yes, M-mas-ter~!” She was being choked so violently, but there was actually a grin on her reddening face. Then her body was lifted up and her head hit the ceiling, before sliding across and dropping down. She only got some relief when her toned thighs wrapped behind her Master’s neck. Breathing freely again, she quickly held onto the back of his head and whimpered, “Master… I don’t deserve this.”

That strong hand squeezed her left ass cheek, his middle finger piercing into her slightly hairy anus as he tongue massaged her clit. This was the first time. As a slave, it was her duty to pleasure her Master, but usually her reward was only a brutal pounding from his cock. Not that she preferred his tongue, just that the mentality is different. Especially when she looked down into those beautiful golden eyes and felt his genuine love.

‘Mom, are you happy?’

“Yes! Yes~! Aaaah~! I love you~!”

‘I love you too, Shmi.’

“Fraaaaak~! Aaaaagh~!” On the other hand, Eldra was practically transforming into a vibrator from how rapidly she was being jerked around! Asmodeus missed sometimes and slammed deep inside her delicate ass, then pulled out again so fast she was afraid of getting a damn prolapse!

“Frak~!” Then she came so hard that her juices sprayed all over his chest, but she didn’t stop moving! It was only after Asmodeus came in her pussy and all over her belly that he casually tossed her onto the couch on the right side. Then he grabbed Shmi’s waist and she loosened her thighs a bit, cooperatively flipping over and starting to suck on his slimy dick with even more vigor than before.

Asmodeus looked down at that winking asshole and snickered, slurping on her labia a bit, before returning to her most sensitive clit. A few hairs got stuck to his tongue occasionally, but he spat them out or just removed them with the Force very conveniently.

“So what now?” The exhausted blue Twi’lek laid down on the couch and watched Shmi draining even more juice from that crimson rod, “After we make sure the ship isn’t all frakked-up from the sand, what’s the plan?”

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Chapter 91: Wife

“Master, everything checks out. No dust or sand in anything important, hmmm~!”

“Are you two seriously not done yet?”

Eldra shouted from the lounge behind them. Azra was sitting on the pilot’s seat while Shmi grinded her ass against his lap. She was wearing a simple gray long-sleeved tunic, which showed off a decent amount of her chest like a v-neck, but there weren’t any pants, just like the legless blue girl. It made satisfying her Master’s urges much more convenient.

“How the frak did you schuttas survive the past week?”

“Master Asmodeus and Master Skywalker seem to have been restraining their reproductive desires for a long time. Especially Master Skywalker. According to my research on humans, it’s quite remarkable that she managed to avoid mating for so long. Master Skywalker… Master Anakin, my creator, was quite worried.”

“Wait, Ani was worried?” Shmi turned around and rode her Master ‘space cowboy’ style, pressing her chest into his face as she looked over the back of the chair. He was a 9 year old boy. Their master before Watto was Gardulla the Hutt… It’s safe to assume that the child saw plenty of terrible things. Not to mention that there were strip clubs and brothels everywhere in the city. Some of the boys and girls he was friends with might have even started ‘working’ in a few of those sketchy places already.

“Master Anakin thought that you always seemed lonely and sad. He wanted to find you a courtesan, but couldn’t afford to hire one.”

“Pft-hahahaha~!”

“Hahaha~!”

Both Asmodeus and Eldra burst out laughing at the same time, while Shmi just blushed with shame. Finally she sighed and leaned back a bit so that she could see the pretty face of her other ‘son’, “Master… What are your plans?”

“I’m gonna introduce you guys to my wife, Sarry.”

“Your wife?” Eldra asked, “You left her out here in the desert somewhere? Is she a Jawa?”

“No way! Hahaha~! Don’t be ridiculous!” Asmodeus came inside of Shmi’s hairy pussy again and finally started to soften up a bit, so he got up and walked out into the lounge again. Reaching out casually, Eldra yelped as she was sucked into his arms again, “Come on! I’ll take you all to meet Sarry! She’s gonna be so happy to see you guys! Hahahaha~!”

As the ramp lifted up behind them, the two people and one silver droid were standing on the hot sand. Asmodeus walked forward and led the way, but the closer they got, the more anxious everyone became.

“Master… Maybe we’re going the wrong way?”

“Frak! I knew it! This is some kind of evil Sith ritual, right?! First you rape and impregnate some slaves, then sacrifice them to the Sarlacc!”

“First of all, neither of you are pregnant. Secondly, I’d never sacrifice either of you.” Asmodeus noticed that the scary mouth below was ‘closed’ and partially hidden by sand. It was easy to tell, because the teeth weren’t visible anymore. Just a small hole.

“Sarry~! I’m home~!”

*Oiiiieeeeeiiiiii~!*

‘Ass Mo Deus~!’

A deafening pig-like squeal was accompanied by a similarly loud psychic cry! Except for the terrified droid, everyone else was Force Sensitive, so they obviously heard it.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Eldra shouted in horror as the sand and ground shook violently! Then a huge mouth opened up, revealing those gigantic teeth, along with a big beak in the center and plenty of long tentacles that reached up out of the sides. Some of those tendrils even had spikes or teeth on them!

“Master! Your-your wife is a Sarlacc?!” Shmi was also horrified and gripped his arm tightly, afraid of falling down into the sandy pit.

“Aaah~! No! Master Asmodeus~! Save me~!” Then the awkward silver droid slipped and rolled down into the hellish gaping maw! Fortunately or unfortunately, a giant tentacle reached out to catch him, but then he was pulled down inside!

“Oh don’t be so overdramatic!” Asmodeus snickered and reached down to grab Shmi’s waist, then he jumped, while the two women screamed. Once they fell down into the meaty cavern, the mouth closed and the inside was incredibly dark. Aside from C-3PO’s glowing yellow flashlight eyes.

“Master! Save me~! Aaah~! Oh dear, oh, oh my~! Aaaah~! My chassis!” The silver droid reached out with both hands, but they were quickly tied up by tentacles and stretched out beyond their limitations, causing some sparks as the wires inside were ripped open.

“Sarry! Shit! Don’t break him! Besides, I know you can’t really digest him in the first place.”

‘Sorry, Deus. Old habits…” Those tentacles released the whimpering ‘man’, who struggled to shuffle forward a bit and almost fell. His arms were dangling limply by the sides.

“M-Master… I’m damaged…”

“Oh stop being a baby.” Asmodeus rolled his eyes and then patted Shmi’s ass with his left hand, while gripping Eldra’s with his right.

“Sarry, these are my slaves, Shmi Skywalker and Eldra Kaitis. Oh, that’s C-3PO, one of my Droids. Anyway, this is Sarry the Sarlacc of Carkoon. That piece of shit Jabba thinks she’s his ‘pet’ and feeds her from time to time, but she’s not a fucking mindless beast. She’s a goddamn Sentient telepathic monster that’s been alive for tens of thousands of years!”

“Mistress Sarry, I apologize for my rudeness!” As an etiquette and translation specialist, C-3PO quickly bowed slightly, as much as his stiff waist could at least.

“Mistress Sarry, please forgive me for being frightened before. As my Master’s wife, you can do whatever you want to me.” Shmi calmed down and quickly knelt onto the floor, even bending down to kiss the slimy, pulsating meat which burnt her lips.

“Damn it, Shmi! Be careful! You’re just a human, not a Sith like me!” Asmodeus quickly used the Force to not only lift her up, but also remove all the sticky liquids that got on her body. Fortunately she was wearing boots now and not still barefoot.

“We’re still in Sarry’s mouth or throat area. There are lots of stomachs down below where the acid is even stronger and the toxic fumes will probably kill you both. But she also has some safer stomachs and other pouches without much acid at all. The safest place is the closest to her asshole. Down there, nothing really needs to be ‘digested’ anymore. Just excreted out, like durable metals, stones… You get the point.”

“Yes, Master. I’m sorry for damaging your property.” Shmi saw and felt as her wounds were healed by that bright purple light.

“Is that Force Healing?” Eldra was startled but immediately recognized the technique, “I’ve never actually seen someone use it before…”

“I can’t use it to regrow your legs, but I can help make the scars look a little prettier.” Asmodeus looked down towards her stumps and snickered when he saw that pretty blue pussy that was still leaking juices down onto Sarry’s tentacles.

‘I can help… Too. Rejuvenate, revitalize, replenish…’

“I know. Thanks, Sarry.” Asmodeus carried Shmi with the Force and Eldra with his arm as he walked briskly through those familiar meaty halls. Feeling a bit of nostalgia. C-3PO was left behind.

“Are you saying… She can grow my legs back?” Eldra asked with a bit of hope, after all, she didn’t really ‘want’ to be a cripple if there was some quick and easy solution to fix the problem.

‘No.’ Sarry answered instead of her husband, ‘Your kind are… Weak. I can only… Heal, slightly, slowly, restore lost fat with nutrients, and rejuvenate old flesh.’

“She's basically saying that she can make you live longer and healthier.” Asmodeus ‘translated’ for his wife, “Obviously there’s a limit. But uh… Well, there’s a reason why they say that Sarlaccs can digest a person over a thousand years. It could be a biological thing, or maybe it has to do with some life-sharing Force technique. The Sith used to have all kinds of life-stealing tricks to make themselves younger or live longer. There were always limits, but meh, it’s hard enough to survive for a few hundred years, even if you never age.”

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Chapter 92: Master and Mistress
“Here we are~! The closest thing Sarry has to a rectum! Haha~!”

It took almost an hour to pass through the winding organic tunnels at a brisk pace. Once he saw that giant winking sphincter nearby, Asmodeus smirked and tossed the girls into writhing tendrils!

“Frak! Wait, ugh~!”

Eldra was wrapped up quickly, with the tips of those tentacles pressing up against her slimy orifices. They were far too thick to actually fit inside, unfortunately. Some white, slimy fluids spurted onto her face while her arms were restrained. There were also tentacles massaging her Lekku which felt particularly amazing. Reminding her of Kikha and Daesha again… Of course, she also felt jealous and envious of Asmodeus immediately afterwards.

Sensing her thoughts, Sarry actually conjured up some memories. After all, Asmodeus had already passed on all his memories regarding that wonderful adventure to his wife as soon as he came back home. In the twisted ‘dream’, Sarry used Daesha and Kikha to pleasure Eldra in every way either of them could imagine.

“Mmmn~! Mistress~! Aaaah-ugh~!”

On the other hand, Shmi didn’t get any beautiful fantasies. Because for her, the reality was much more arousing! Those slimy worm-like tentacles were far too thick for Eldra’s delicate holes, but Shmi’s pussy was stretched almost as far as when Anakin was born! Asmodeus snickered on the side while watching that sexy belly bulge and then shrink. But aside from her vagina, even her ass and rectum were also stretched out violently. The creamy white nutrients were pouring inside, just like the one that attempted to fit into her mouth but failed.

“Home sweet home.” Asmodeus leaned back and sighed. The tentacles near Sarry’s ass were more pinkish than tan. They coiled around and transformed into a comfortable ‘throne’ or sofa chair for her husband, which lifted up a few meters above the meaty ground. Allowing him to watch the tentacle-play more like a ‘Master’.

“I missed you, Sarry.”

“I missed you too, Deus.” A beautiful Sith Pureblood woman was ‘conjured up’. She sat sideways across his lap and hugged his neck, kissing his cheek, ear, finally his lips. Those four golden eyes stared at each other lovingly for a while, before she complained, “You take too many unnecessary risks.”

“Maybe. But the Force doesn’t always tell me ‘why’ to make a crazy decision. Just gives me a general concept. For example, ‘Help this Hutt and be rewarded’. It seems like the reward is the money, right? But…”

“But the real reward is Eldra Kaitis. A useful breeding tool.”

“She’s also a Jedi.” Asmodeus smirked and looked down towards the Rutian Twi’lek who was covered in pinkish-tan tentacles, fantasizing about his ‘wives’.

“Even more useful.” Sarry also looked over at them, then back at her husband, “The Force is strong in both of them. Unfortunately they were made foils in this Galactic ‘play’. I wonder if the Force loves or hates humans. Always placing them in the leading roles… Yet always ending in tragedy.”

“Not just ending. And not just humans. Wasn’t your original fate pretty damn tragic?” He snickered and kissed her lips, pressing his tongue inside and feeling those swirling tentacles. Then he pulled his face back and wondered, “Do you wanna keep the extra tongues and tentacles for the Sith clone?”

“Are you sure the Kaminoans can do that?” She smiled and her lips split open across her cheeks widely, revealing those terrifying Sarlacc teeth and the five or six long tongues inside her open mouth.

“Kinda reminds me of someone. Or something.” Asmodeus snickered and gently caressed her pretty tomato-Sith face, “But you’re a lot more adorable, Sarry, heheh~!”

“So are you, Deus.” After making out for a while, she asked him: “Do you know how to reach Kamino? Do you have enough Credits?”

“Nope and… I’m not worried about money. I’m more worried about whether they would secretly do some weird experiments with my genes afterwards. I’m not Jango Fett. I would never allow anyone to turn millions of my children into slave soldiers. Not for any amount of money.”

“What about the ship? Have you made a decision yet?”

“I think so…” Asmodeus sighed dramatically, then Force Pulled a small datapad out of Shmi’s tunic that was laying on the ‘ground’. He looked at it for a few seconds and then asked, “Do you think you can-”

“Yeah.” With their minds more closely linked together, she was able to ‘read’ and translate what was written on the screen. Though there were also a lot of pictures and stuff.

“The Clone Army should be getting started now. Same with ships like the giant Star Destroyers. Even if we had the money, we aren’t the fucking Jedi Order or the Galactic Republic… But just because we can’t buy them, doesn’t mean we can’t steal them.”

“Dangerous… Unnecessary.”

“True. What we need isn’t really a mainstream ship anyway. What we want is something that you can actually ‘ride’ comfortably.”

“I’m comfortable now. Sarlaccs don’t need to move… At least not on the outside.”

As far as exercise was concerned, their internal tentacles and other organs were able to use up plenty of energy. The real probably was staying well fed and having enough to drink. On Tatooine, her life was torturous. Eldra barely lasted a year, while Sarry has been living in far worse conditions for tens of thousands of years.

“True. Well, you can help me design it. We got a call from Javra on our way over. She’s alive and well. Probably made some sketchy deals to escape Jabba’s wrath, but she’s still part of the same Hutt Clan in the end. She told me that she had a ‘friend’ in Kuat Drive Yards, who could hook us up with a subsidiary company-”

“Allantine Six Shipyards.” Sarry murmured in a somewhat raspy voice, “They can build us a customized Cruiser?”

“Yup. Well, you literally read my mind.”

On the screen was a general outline of a ship. Nothing too fancy, literally. Just a somewhat fat ‘arrowhead’ design, with a flattened tip and edges near the back. It wasn’t an Acclamator-class Transgalactic Military Assault Ship, the precursor to the later Venator-class Star Destroyers. It was just a general template. An outer shell. Everything needed to be fully customized, from the type of Hyperdrives and Engines to the number of decks.

“Shmi and Eldra are smart, but I figured you might have eaten a few ship designers or builders.”

“Indeed.” Sarry nodded and then shook her head, “But I don’t remember much. Most of their thoughts were about their traumas and their fear of death or disgust, discomfort…”

“Hence why you, a literal tentacle monster, don’t really like tentacles that much.”

“Maybe…” She smiled wryly and looked back towards the two girls down below, “You’re the first one.”

“Who ever treated you like the beautiful woman you are?”

“Yes.” Sarry looked back towards his handsome ‘humanoid’ face and smirked, “Would you still say that if I was in my true form?”

“Of course.” Asmodeus snickered and looked to the side, narrowing his golden eyes. Then he reached out with the Force! That huge anus trembled violently and eventually was pushed open all the way!

*Oiiiieeeeiiiieee~!* The illusion vanished and was replaced by a bunch of tentacles in the general shape of a woman, then the whole meaty cavern shook violently. All the tentacles writhed and the two girls down below were pressed up against the wall of flesh. When the anus finally closed again, Sarry was able to ‘appear’ once more.

“Sarlaccs don’t breed this way…”

“We can try… Maybe we should get them to install a gigantic fucking dildo inside the ship? Just using the Force alone isn’t really enough…”

Sarry rolled her golden eyes and started kissing him again, “I would rather have the Sith Pureblood Clone.”

Asmodeus snickered, “Why not both?”

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Chapter 93: Legs

Asmodeus was a horny bastard, but even he didn’t spend all day, every day, doing nothing but having sex. Sarry also lost interest after playing with the two little girls for a while… After all, there were a lot of other things that needed to be done.

“How do they feel?”

“Wonderful!”

“I wasn’t talking to you, Threepee.”

Asmodeus snickered and looked over at the shiny silver droid. He was covered in durasteel like before and didn’t really look that different, but his neck could move around properly. His hands were more easy to manipulate, his arms and legs as well. At the very least he was as good as a B-1 Battle Droid in a suit of durasteel armor.

“It’ll take some time to get used to this… Feeling.”

Eldra was naked, but her body wasn’t malnourished anymore. Those skinny arms bulked up a little bit, to a more normal athletic level befitting a well-trained Jedi. Her breasts also became much plumper, even larger than she remembered. There were also fairly defined abs and wide hips. That ass was also much fatter, though not in a bad way. Of course, her slightly sunken cheeks were also normal again. Making her look far more beautiful, which was impressive.

Of course, the main change that they were talking about wasn’t organic. Those nubs were covered by dull gray metal rings, which were flat on the bottoms. With Sarry’s cybernetic ‘medical’ assistance and Shmi’s body, they were able to not only build those long, sexy metal legs, but also attach the nerv-connectors. Essentially allowing Eldra to actually ‘feel’ as if she had real legs. Though the feeling was relatively dull.

After all, she had no skin on those legs. Just durasteel armor. The inside was mostly hollow, with some sensitive wires and metallic muscles around internal ‘bones’. Asmodeus reached out and gently caressed her claw-like toes and snickered, “You should’ve gone with the hooves.”

“I’m not learning how to fight in ‘hooves’ just to satisfy your weird fetishes.”

“Don’t worry, Master. The feet are detachable. You can always switch to hooves, spikes, whatever makes you happy. I actually thought about making some small repulsors she can use instead of legs. That way you can use her as a Frak-Toy more easily.”

“Frak you!” Kaitis made a ‘rude’ gesture with her Lekku and turned back to the handsome man who was still playing with her metal feet, “So… How long are we going to stay here? I’ve spent long enough in ‘caves’...”

“We’ll stay here as long as our Master wants us to stay here.”

“I’m not talking to you, Schutta Shmi.” Eldra gritted her teeth, especially when she saw that the ‘insult’ actually made the crazy woman proud instead.

“Now that you’re healthy, obviously you need to start training seriously.” Asmodeus smirked and pulled out two long silver boxes.

“This is…”

“Master…”

Eldra and Shmi were both surprised when they received a ‘gift’ from their Master. The metal boxes slid open when the two of them used the Force. Revealing the two presents inside.

“I might not be a ‘real’ Sith, but I am still a Sith Pureblood. And you’re both my Apprentices. Not just ‘Slaves’. Holy shit, be careful!”

Asmodeus quickly reached out and prevented Shmi from accidentally decapitating herself. Holding the 2 foot long, double-bladed white and gold ‘Saberstaff’ in hi hands, he breathed out a sigh.

“This is why you don’t give some random schutta slave a lightsaber.” Eldra sneered and took the simple white hilt out of the box. Holding it upwards, she pressed a button on the side very familiarly. The blade reached over a meter long, then she adjusted it a bit. Only 90 cm. Which was her preferred size for her current height of 5’9”, with legs of course.

“Thanks, ‘Master’ Deus. I’m actually surprised you could build a lightsaber on your own.”

“I had Sarry help. And the Force, obviously.” Asmodeus shrugged and twirled the long hilt in his hands a few times, then tossed it back to Shmi. Who was blushing and held the stick against her breasts carefully. A lot of her scars had faded or disappeared, but her left nipple didn’t grow back.

“Thank you, Master. I’ll be more careful.” Shmi smiled and looked at the lightsaber again. It didn’t take much effort for her to figure out how it worked. Not only was she a mechanic, she also saw Kanya many times before. Inside and out.

“It can be separated into two?” Eldra was surprised when she saw the double-bladed lightsaber become two singular hilts. Shmi turned them both on, each reaching a meter long. She adjusted it a few times, but ended up keeping them a meter long. She was fairly short, so having more reach wasn’t a bad choice either. As long as she didn’t accidentally cut through the floor.

“Yep. This is Shadow. I don’t know about nowadays, but back in the Old Republic Era, the Jedi had ‘Shadows’ that were effectively assassins. They generally used double bladed lightsabers.”

“I’ve only ever seen the Temple Guards and… Darth Maul.” Even just saying his name made her metal thighs burn a bit. Those yellow and red eyes flashed in her memory.

“I love them, Master. A beautiful gold, like your eyes.” On the other hand, Shmi had another pair of eyes in her mind. Though they were also right in front of her face. She turned off the lightsabers to avoid hurting herself or breaking anything nearby. Then put it back inside the metal box that was still floating there under Asmodeus’ power.

“I actually knew that you would give Eldra a lightsaber sooner or later, so I made preparations ahead of time.”

She reached down and pressed on a small button on Eldra’s gray metal thigh. Then a small rectangular section jutted out. There was a hole just big enough for the white hilt to fit inside. Then the section closed up again.

“There’s one on both sides. Just in case Master gives you a second one later… I just didn’t expect such a precious gift as well.”

“It’s just a lightsaber.” Asmodeus shrugged, “I mean, it is a priceless four thousand year old ancient relic, but it’s still nothing compared to ‘you’. Either of you. I love you both.”

“I love you too, Master.” Shmi held the box and smiled up at him with tears in her eyes.

“If you love us so much, then why are we still slaves?” Eldra on the other hand, wasn’t nearly as ‘touched’.

He smirked at the girl who was only a few inches shorter than him now, “You know I won’t hurt your girlfriends, so why don’t you just run away?”

“Who knows what you crazy frakkers will do without me here? The Jedi already think I’m dead, so… Let it stay that way.” Those blue eyes narrowed and she scanned his sexy body, then looked over at the human woman who was also really hot, “Am I really ‘your’ slave? Maybe I’m the real Master in this relationship?”

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Chapter 94: Schutta Shmi, Volume 2
It turned out that Eldra was wrong on both accounts.

“Frak you! Aaaah~! E chu ta!”

In the high-definition holographic image, a legless blue-skinned Twi’lek was being choked by her own Lekku while having her asshole pounded by a big red cock. She was pressed onto the hot desert sand with two metal legs lying on the side. A black and a white lightsaber were also laying nearby. A lot of the sand was burnt into molten glass.

Purple arcs of lightning erupted from Asmodeus’ right hand as he smacked that cute blue ass. The other hand also sent some small sparks along those sensitive lekku. Not enough to do any real damage, but still, she screamed pretty loudly.

“I believe in you, Eldra! One day, you might really be stronger than me… But not today. So for now, I’m the Master and you’re the Slave. Hahaha~!”

“Raaaah~! Fraaak~!” She couldn’t help having an orgasm, spraying her precious juices all over the dry orangish-tan sand.

“Fine! Ugh… Master… Asmodeus.”

“Good girl.” The Sith Pureblood let go of her Lekku and pulled his red saber out of the fallen Jedi’s blue sheath. Then he smiled over towards the ‘viewer’ and waved his hand, “You’ve also tried your best, little Schutta. Now come here and receive your reward.”

“Yes, Master!” A pretty human woman with long brown hair and dark-brown eyes, hurried over. She had all sorts of bruises, burns and scratches all over her naked body. But she still had a smile on her face as she sat down on Eldra’s upper back. Then she spread those cheeks and started licking the creamy asshole.

“Eldra, make sure to pleasure your fellow Slave. That’s an order.”

“Yes… Master.” With an irritated grunt, those Lekku unwrapped from her neck and went behind her back very flexibly, penetrating both of Shmi’s hairy holes. Then Asmodeus reached down and lifted the two of them up with the Force, still in the same general positions. With a wave of his other hand, the sand on their bodies was blown away.

“Aren’t you don’t yet, ‘Master’?”

“Of course not, ‘Apprentice’. The Sith are never satisfied. Ever.” Then he pulled her waist against his and started the old ‘Force Wank’ trick and used her like a pocket-pussy, while Shmi kept ramming him in the bladder with her hard head. She was also pretty dizzy, but she still kept diligently sucking the juices from that pretty blue starfish.

“Aaah~! Frak~!”

“Good, good~! Give into the Dark Side! Hahahah~!”

“Never~!”

[After Master Asmodeus planted his Sith seeds deep into her fertile Jedi soil and some more creamy juices sprayed out, he finally allowed me to take my true reward. That useless toy was tossed aside once more. His strong hands wrapped my throat as my legs entangled his back. I was still sore from the battle for supremacy earlier, but now it was my time to prove my worth as his ‘favorite’ Apprentice! His scorching hot lightsaber pierced deep, striking against my womb… How I wished he could just tear me asunder!]

*Tssh~!*

“Motherfraker!”

Mace Windu quickly turned off the holoprojector and looked up at the door of his ‘meditation room’. Fortunately it was dark enough and he was experienced enough to always wear his thick brown cape over his other Jedi robes. Much easier to hide. Especially if he used the Force instead of his hands…

Taking a deep breath to calm his slightly roused emotions, he ‘calmly’ asked: “What is it this time?”

“A disturbance in the Force, I sensed.” The tiny green old man in a long gray robe walked into the room with a gnarled wooden cane. Those big green eyes scanned around the room and returned to the bald human man, “Hmmm~! Oversensitive am I, it seems. Mmmm~!”

“Master Yoda…” Mace let out a long sigh and explained, “There is… Something that I’ve discovered. I’m unsure whether this news should be disclosed or not.”

“A lost Padawan, have you found?” Yoda walked a little closer and stopped with his brows furrowed, “Alive?”

“She lives…” The stoic man frowned, at least looking at that old, wrinkled face allowed him to lose his ‘passion’ very quickly.

“Unfortunately, it seems that she will not return to the Temple… She has found a new path.”

“Hmmm~! And this path, does it lead to the Dark Side, perhaps?”

“Perhaps…” Mace smiled wryly and turned the holoprojector on again. This time it was a Holonet channel page. One which was technically illegal to access in the Republic, only being available in Hutt Space at the moment. However, the Jedi obviously had special privileges and even if they didn’t… Just because something’s illegal, doesn’t mean it won’t happen. Often.

[Schutta Shmi Volume 2: The Rule of Three] With that title, the cover was three people standing on a large sand dune.

In the center was a big, red, muscular Sith Pureblood with a handsome face, long black hair flowing in the wind. He was completely naked, but he was holding the black hilt of a red lightsaber facing downwards to cover his genitals.

On the right side was a tan human woman, with similarly long, flowing brown hair. The left side of her gray robe was burnt off, revealing her nippleless breast. There were also a lot of other holes, revealing large patches of skin. In her hands was a yellow double-bladed lightsaber that she held somewhat awkwardly.

Finally was a sexy blue-skinned Twi’lek woman, wearing a silver collar around her neck, with chains leading down to two small pieces of black cloth holding up her breasts. There were rings around her upper arms. She also had a black headdress, which had a fishnet-like mesh wrapping up her long blue Lekku. A small silver triangle blocked her crotch, but not her hips and most of her pubic region. A black cloth dangled down between her legs and almost touched the sand. A few silver chains also wrapped her waist, holding the heavy metal ‘garment’ in place. Those legs were also obviously metal, not flesh, as if to remind herself of her past failures. The blue lightsaber in her hands was in Form-1, the Way of the Sarlacc. There was a serious and determined look in those bright azure eyes…

“Padawan Eldra Kaitis… Has become a Slave to the Sith Pureblood. Though I have difficulty discerning the truth from fiction. It appears that after surviving for nearly a year on a deserted moon, she was ‘rescued’ by Asmodeus and taken to Tatooine. According to this ‘testimony’, she had a choice between returning to Coruscant and staying with them. I believe it might be possible that Kaitis wants to keep a close eye on them… Considering what she has experienced, I wouldn’t be surprised if she felt guilty or ashamed. She was only a Padawan, after all. Even a Master can fall into doubt and confusion.”

After speaking for a long time, Mace realized that the little old man wasn’t paying attention to him at all! Yoda waved his right hand and moved onto the next page of the story with a ‘serious’ expression on his face…

“Master Yoda?”

“Hmmm, yes, look into this, I shall… Hide this news, we must. Lest more Jedi fall to the ways of the Sith. The allure of the Dark Side, too great a burden for Young Skywalker to bear.”

“I wasn’t planning to tell a nine year old child that his mother became a holoporn star. But what about the other two?”

“In great conflict, they are.” Yoda sighed and shook his head, picking up the holoprojector with the Force and turning to leave, “This Darkness, you must not bear alone, Master Windu. Share this burden, I shall. Hmmmhmmm~! Erherhereherher~!”

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Chapter 95: Sparring
*Tsssh~!*

*Hummm~!*

*Wkssh~!*

Asmodeus sat cross-legged in mid-air, his long hair and black robe whipped around behind his back above the hot desert below. Those golden eyes gazed down and watched the sparring match between his two Apprentices.

Although Eldra was still a little unfamiliar with her new legs, Shmi obviously stood no chance at all in a real fight. The blue blade easily parried the flurry from those two yellow beams. With a light jump, the nimble body did a backflip and swiped across that scarred back. When they started, Shmi had a gray robe, but now it was scattered to the wind. The Twi’lek on the other hand, still looked unscathed. Dancing around in that sexy ‘slave outfit’ which was actually a pretty popular fashion choice in Mos Espa. It wasn’t actually specifically meant for slaves or prostitutes. Not to mention Jabba’s preferred attire for his concubines and slaves, those outfits were still popular back in the Old Republic era… Though mainly on Nar Shaddaa.

“In a real fight, if you get hit once, you’re dead or crippled.”

“I know! I’m trying!”

“Then try harder!” Eldra suddenly jumpkicked Shmi in the face and sent her flying down a sand dune!

“Try not to knock out any teeth.” Asmodeus couldn’t help complaining as his body lowered to right above the ground, still hovering there as he pulled out his lightsaber and ignited the crimson blade on the lowest ‘torture’ setting.

“Don’t worry, Master! My teeth are very strong… Otherwise I would have lost them by now!” The naked woman jumped up and clashed against the red blade with both yellow sabers! Sparks flew out, though they weren’t very dangerous or all that hot.

“You rely on your Force powers too much.” Eldra gave some critique as her feet dragged through the sand in her struggle to keep her lightsaber from flying out of her hands, “When you meet a real Master, you won’t be able to do this!”

“When I meet a real Master, I’ll obviously do something else.” Asmodeus snickered and stopped pulling her towards him. Instead, he used both hands on the black hilt as he rapidly deflected the three other lightsabers!

“Darth Plagueis the ‘Wise’ was killed by his Apprentice in his sleep! Even your former Master died in a fucking starfighter crash!”

“Shut up! Don’t talk about my Master!” Eldra couldn’t help giving into her anger and fighting even more furiously than before. That blue blade slashed across his pretty red face and stabbed into his right side, but his hand quickly blocked it to avoid damaging his fancy black robe.

“I’m your Master now!” Asmodeus grabbed her left Lek as she jumped over him, then slammed her sexy blue ass down onto Shmi’s already bruised and bleeding face!

“Aaah~!”

“Master!”

The two of them shouted at the same time, while rolling down the hill. Then they were lifted up by the Force and pulled back in front of him. He casually stepped on Shmi’s lower back with his right foot and grabbed Eldra’s throat with his left hand. Then he lifted his red lightsaber to block the blue one. Even in that situation, she was still able to keep fighting to a certain extent. She tried kicking him in the balls with her metal foot, but the Force protected his bloodline.

“Ptuh~!” She spat out bloody saliva and sand onto his cheek, but he didn’t seem to care. She was aiming for the eyes. However, Asmodeus was obviously very experienced in dodging bodily fluids by now.

“Don’t get arrogant! ‘Master’!”

“I’m not arrogant and I ain’t even mad, hahaha~!” Asmodeus smirked and kissed her on the lips roughly. Their tongues intertwined, just like their lightsabers! Then he threw her into the distance again, but this time she did a backflip and landed gracefully. Though her belt fell off and her pussy was showing, it didn’t really matter between the three of them.

“Everybody wants to be badass, right? We wanna dominate our own fate… And then dominate everyone else! It’s in our nature! Not just Sentient Species! Even bacteria and viruses are the same! We all want… More!”

The ground rumbled and shook… Suddenly a huge maw opened up from beneath Eldra’s feet! She jumped up in the air, but those teeth closed in rapidly!

“Fuck you!”

“Frak off!”

“No!”

Asmodeus, Eldra and Shmi shouted at the same time! Their lightsabers were set to ‘practice’, so she couldn’t do anything except try to use the Force to push herself upwards away from the closing teeth. Shmi also reached out to give her a boost, while Asmodeus practically disappeared!

“Aaaah~!” Eldra shot into the sky like a missile, while Asmodeus also darted forward while turning his lightsaber to the maximum power setting! The two meter beam easily sliced off one of those huge horns!

“Rooooaaaaaah~!” The angry Greater Krayt Dragon glared at him with its only remaining eye, that hideous face was still covered in pits and scars. For a moment, the beast didn’t seem to realize the danger it was in…

“Rooaar~!” Then it quickly dove back down below the sand!

“Get back here!” Asmodeus bellowed as he reached out with his right hand, strangling that huge neck with all his strength! Unfortunately, no matter how powerful he might be now, it still wasn’t enough to lift a hundred meter long lizard. The beast escaped without much delay. It wasn’t stupid enough to fight against them if it had the choice.

“Eldra, you good?!”

“I’m fine.” The naked blue girl turned her lightsaber to the maximum power as her gray feet landed gently on the sand next to him. Shmi also picked up her lightsabers and put them back together into one, before rushing over, covered in blood, sand, bruises, scratches and burns.

“Master, should we stop?”

“Might as well stop for now.” Asmodeus nodded seriously and then smiled at the two of them, “Don’t worry. I’ve dealt with that bastard dozens of times by now. He’s a total pussy. Always runs away as soon as he sees me. Gotta be careful though, he’s a vengeful asshole. Still mad about the time I blinded him and cut off his tail…”

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Chapter 96: Fame

“Schutta Shmi!”

“It’s the Sith!”

“Look out!”

“They have lightsabers! Are they really Jedi?!”

“Get outta the way!”

“I’ll slit your throat if you touch me again, Rodian bug!”

Cacophonous voices rang out on the crowded street in Mos Espa. Asmodeus was walking in front, wearing his fancy black ‘Sith’ robe with the hood down. Eldra on his right was wearing a white Padawan outfit, minus the cloak. Shmi just wore a simple gray overtunic and dark-gray undertunic, with brown pants and boots.

There were a lot of humans and near-human Species gathering around to gawk, or simply minding their own business. There was even a tall gray-furred Wookie man in the crowd that shouted something they couldn’t understand, before throwing a Toydarian through a window seemingly at random. There was also a tan-skinned Twi’lek woman with a chain around her neck, being dragged around by a tall and fat Twi’lek man.

“Hahaha~! The Jedi Slave! How much for her to suck my lightsaber?!”

Asmodeus looked over at the green Twi’lek and smirked, “I remember you.”

His voice was quiet, but the crowd suddenly became silent. The ugly man was stunned for a moment, then he started laughing and so did a lot of other people in the area. Including the two big Gamorrean Guards who were protecting him.

“I remember you too, ‘Master Asmodeus’! Hahaha~! I think everyone here has seen your work!”

“Master?” Shmi frowned as she saw some men with blasters in their hands, lurking among the crowd.

“Careful.” Eldra also felt a little nervous, because she saw some snipers on the flat sandstone-like rooftops all around.

“This might be a trap.”

“You raped my wife’s mother.” Asmodeus snickered and spread his hands, “Now you show up in front of me and try to taunt me into attacking you… Are you suicidal?”

“Jabba might have forgiven you, but don’t think you’re really safe!” The man pulled out a blaster from his waist and even his almost-naked slave girl took out a vibroblade that looked like a katana! The crowd quickly scattered, at least everyone who didn’t want to get hit by a random blaster shot ran for their lives, with more than a few unlucky bastards getting trampled to death.

“Hahahaha~! Now ‘this’! This is more like it!”

Asmodeus grinned and then darted forward before anyone could react. His lightsaber ignited almost instantly and swept past both of them at the same time! The vibroblade was knocked aside and stabbed into one of the pig-men, while the other one was decapitated. Then the two Twi’leks were bisected, along with their arms being sliced apart!

*Pew~!*

*Paaaw~!*

*Brrrrt~!*

Not only did they have blasters, there were also people with ‘slugthrowers’, which were effectively just firearms. Shmi used both sides of her yellow saberstaff to deflect blaster bolts and avoided the bullets through precognition. Eldra also took the lightsaber out of her thigh in a moment, using it to ‘reflect’ those blaster bolts accurately at the men and women with slugthrowers!

“Master!”

“Deus, what the frak?!”

“Oh don’t be so dramatic!” Asmodeus snickers and shot huge arcs of purple lightning out of his left hand! The blasts deep-fried some of the men, women and droids on the rooftops across the street. Then he deflected a few attacks with his lightsaber, before grabbing a random Rodian man out of a window over there. The sniper rifle he held was yoinked out of his hands and then he fell three stories, head-first into a sharp piece of stone.

*Tieu~!* The blaster-sniper was shot with one hand and hit someone on a big tower in the distance. Then Asmodeus shot again and the top half of a Gamorrean was blasted apart!

“The Force can reach anything within the range of a blaster! It’s just a matter of whether you have the right weapon or not!”

“Look out! They’ve got reinforcements!” Eldra shouted as she noticed a big hover truck with a laser cannon turret on the back of it. There were also some small fighters that were swooping down…

“Didn’t you hear what I said before?” Asmodeus sighed and shook his head, “The Force is with ‘us’, not them. You’ve got a lot to learn, my sexy Apprentice.”

He reached out and ‘Forced’ the laser cannon turret to aim towards one of the starships as it fired! The ship was blasted in the wing and with a little help from the Force, he managed to crash directly into that armored truck!

“Don’t limit your imagination to just lightsabers and combat forms. Everything is a weapon. Even if you can’t rip a starfighter out of the sky, you can still-”

That other small starfighter suddenly turned at a weird angle, then flipped over and steadied itself for a moment before flying straight into the street a few blocks away! The ship exploded and killed dozens of armed men and women!

“I don’t know how to fly. But if I did, then, well, you get the point. Hahahaha~!”

“Master, you’re amazing!”

“Frak! Normal Jedi can’t do that poodoo, okay?! That was like three hundred meters at least!”

“That just means they’re not trying hard enough.” Asmodeus shrugged and threw his lightsaber into the distance. It sliced a few people apart before they could escape. Then he caught the hilt again and deflected a super long-ranged sniper round, which was so powerful that he almost had to use two hands!

He picked up the sniper rifle off the ground again, tossed the lightsaber into the air and aimed seriously. It took only a moment for him to find and lock onto the enemy. It was a familiar ‘face’! He pressed the trigger and the other side also fired a bolt at the same time… Asmodeus ducked and the storefront behind him was blasted into pieces, sending out some debris that almost impaled Shmi! Fortunately, even with her limited training, she still managed to dodge in time by rolling across the dirty ground…

“HK! Go ‘frak’ yourself!” Asmodeus raised a middle finger to the Droid on the side of a distant cliff. It was the same silver HK series assassin Droid as before. His blaster sniper rifle was melted, so the Droid just shrugged and waved before leaving anticlimactically!

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Chapter 97: Plot Armor

“A ‘friend’ of yours?” Eldra snickered and looked around with her guard up, the blue lightsaber was ready, but no one else was left. Just some broken buildings, burning wreckage and smoldering corpses. People were also screaming and crying out in agony, but they were mostly just random people that got caught up in the chaos.

“My friends wanna fuck me, not kill me.”

Asmodeus sighed and looked around. He turned off his lightsaber and put it on his hip. Then he walked over calmly and reached out, lifting a big piece of metal off a random little green-skinned Rodian girl. She was really just a child. However, her arm was crushed and twisted. There was also a piece of metal piercing through her side.

“You’re a Jedi, right? How can you see little kids dying and not give a shit?”

“I’m a Jedi, so I know that she’ll join the Force soon and there’s no point ‘feeling’ anything about it.”

“Master…” Shmi on the other hand was surprisingly a lot more gentle and caring. Especially when it comes to children.

“Don’t worry, just make sure nobody else attacks while I’m distracted.”

Asmodeus knelt down on the ground next to the puddle of green blood. His hands glowed purple and pressed on the wound in the child’s side as she screamed something in Rodian he couldn’t really understand. The ‘feelings’ conveyed were obvious though. She was afraid. Those big, shiny purple bug-eyes were horrified. But not necessarily of ‘him’ personally. Just that familiar ‘feeling’ of a person on the verge of death.

“It’s gonna be okay, Kid. Don’t be afraid. Death really ain’t that bad compared to life sometimes. But if you can live, and live well, it’s better to struggle until the end.”

“Master…” Shmi was a little surprised, because until now, she’d never really seen this ‘side’ of the crazy, horny monster of a man before.

“We can’t stay here. Stabilize the wound and let’s go!” Eldra was still in fight or flight mode. There were just too many ways to attack a target that stays still, out in the open like this!

“Master, there’s another child over there…” Shmi pointed towards a little human boy across the street who was holding his bloody shoulder and wailing, his whole arm was missing, but at least that was the only injury. The blood loss though…

“We’ll take them both.” Asmodeus wasn’t a doctor or a saint. But he knew that if he left them there, they definitely wouldn’t make it. There were also some men and women who were scattered around on the ground, but their injuries were either too severe or not bad enough to reasonably kill them. Besides, adults were more complicated.

“At least these kids feel more… Innocent. I think I know why the Jedi like child trafficking so much.”

“We don’t! The Jedi aren’t slavers! We take in Force Sensitives and save them from ‘this’ hell out here! At least… Until they’re old enough and strong enough to face it on their own.”

Asmodeus didn’t waste any time. He lifted up both of the children with the Force and started running down the street. As the three of them passed an alleyway, a few Twi’lek and human men jumped out at them!

“Die!”

“Jedi!”

The group swung their vibroblades and stabbed with vibroknives, but realistically, they couldn’t even catch up with Shmi’s lightsaber. Not to mention Eldra. It took only a moment before they were eviscerated and left behind steaming hot corpses behind.

“Master, they’re going to die!” Asmodeus could see that pretty easily, especially the blonde human boy. He just lost way too much blood and already went into shock. He let out a long sigh and then muttered, “Sorry kid… Your plot armor is just too weak. Better luck next time.”

The child was left behind on the side of the road and only the Rodian girl was still floating in front of him. He used one hand to ‘hold’ her body there, while the other was glowing purple and Force Healing around the right side of her body. The tan clothes she wore were dyed green in a lot of places, but even with so much blood loss, at least she didn’t show any signs of going into shock like a human.

It should be noted that Rodians are actually cold-blooded. They all have two sauce-like antennae on their foreheads that can sense vibrations. Their eyes can see infrared light. Some have ridges of spines instead of hair, but it was common for females like this particularly little girl, to have hair instead. In this case, her hair was fluffy and pink, in the shape of a large mohawk. She had pointed ears, almost like an elf, but shorter. Then there was that tapir-like snout that kept opening and closing to breathe, no longer able to scream or cry.

“Landspeeder!” Eldra shouted as an almost flat, yellow hover ‘car’ zoomed past them, then turned around. There was a big silver laser cannon mounted on the top of the left side. The squid-headed Quarren man in the driver’s seat was about to fire when he flew up into the air with a wave of a red hand. Then Shmi rushed over to the side, using her limited Force powers to jump up into the driver’s seat as she put her lightsaber away.

“Master, be careful!”

Asmodeus ducked as the blue laser flew over his head and erased the upper half of a random human Bounty Hunter in the distance. All that armor really didn’t help much.

With a light jump, Eldra landed on the front of the vehicle and Asmodeus hopped in the passenger side, holding the relatively small girl across his lap. She wasn’t bleeding anymore, but she was still drenched in green blood. It was amazing she was even still alive, at least by human standards.

“I told you it was a bad idea to get famous!” Eldra complained as she deflected a blaster bolt on the front of the long ‘hood’ of the hovercar.

“Even if we weren’t pornstars, we’d still get attacked by those fuckers!”

“Master, where should we go?!”

“Where else?! The Sheathipede!”

“Yes, Master!”

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Chapter 98: Guilt
They made it out of the city without much trouble after that. In an hour, they traveled for about an hour before reaching the shuttle that was hidden between two large sand dunes. Asmodeus casually ripped off the giant laser cannon from the side of the landspeeder with the Force and carried the sleeping girl up the ramp.

“Is it really worth the effort?” Eldra looked at the cannon and complained, “It’s not like we need the money.”

“We might not need the money, but why should I pass up some free shit? I’d take the whole car if I could fit it. Unfortunately we didn’t bring the TY.”

“Master, since we’re going to keep the Sheathipede, you should let me outfit it with some weapons.” Shmi walked over and sat in the pilot seat very familiarly. Then started to take off without asking permission.

“Sorry.” Eldra sighed and sat down cross-legged on the floor. Those metal legs under her pants 'clinked’ together with a somewhat hollow sound.

“It’s my fault. You warned me, but I just…”

“We all wanted to go to town. It’s not a big deal. I mean, fuck-loads of people died, including lots of innocent men, women and children, not to mention the property damage-”

“Alright, stop!” Eldra covered her face with her blue hands as her Lekku writhed. She wore her old black headdress. Those white Jedi Robes were covered in soot and various colors of blood.

“Just heal your new slave girl!”

“I’m working on it.” Asmodeus didn’t deny it. After all, with how fucked up Tatooine was, practically everyone was either a slave or a slave owner. A poor slave owner might be living in harsher conditions than the slave of a rich person. Especially on this desert hell-world.

“What’s your name?”

The girl’s purple bug-eyes were always ‘open’, even in an unconscious state. But he could ‘sense’ when she was awake or asleep by the thoughts that swept out of her mind and into his… That tiny mouth opened and closed a few times, eventually she whispered in a high-pitched voice.

“Ra… Ra… Master…”

“Ra or Rara?”

“Ra only…” She coughed a bit and winced in pain. Asmodeus looked at her twisted arm and the metal stuck in her side.

“Hold on a little longer. We’re gonna go to a… Doctor of sorts.”

“Master… Scared… So dark… So cold…”

He looked down at all the blood covering her damaged clothes and sighed. Without thinking too much more, he used the Force to carefully hold the metal spike where it was and then ripped away all the wet clothing. Revealing her slightly scaly green body. One thing he immediately noticed though was that she looked a lot older than he expected. Just… Malnourished.

“Are you happy or disappointed?” Eldra smiled wryly as she watched the ‘boy’ suck up all the blood on the girl’s green body and toss it over on the carpet nearby. Then an overly excited cleaning droid shaped like a disk, rushed over and started getting to work.

“Because I left a real human child to die and saved a malnourished slave girl instead?” Asmodeus shrugged, “She’s still young. I mean, technically she’s probably a lot older than ‘me’. Or is she? I don’t know Rodian maturity times.”

“It’s not much different from humans and Twi’leks. Maybe a bit faster, but it’s about the same. This kid is probably not going to grow much more than this…”

The girl was only about 4’6”, which is part of the reason he thought she was a child. She’s a Rodian, so her facial features are not a great indication from the ‘human’ perspective of Asmodeus. The other reason is actually just the Force. It told him, ‘Save child’ and ‘innocent’. Maybe not in so many ‘words’, but just the general feelings.

“The other kid might have lived if I tried harder. But… It is what it is. That whole street, I only felt two people worth saving. The others might not have deserved to die, but they didn’t deserve to live as much.”

“You don’t feel guilty at all?” Eldra sneered, looking over towards the cockpit, “Even Shmi…”

“Have you ever heard the story of Darth Vader the Kind?”

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Chapter 99: Darth Vader the Kind

“Never heard of any ‘Kind’ Sith Lord before.”

“No, Master…”

The two Apprentices answered in turn, with Shmi’s voice sounding particularly shaky. Asmodeus looked down at the strange little ‘alien’ girl and gently caressed her long cheek. Those big eyes were staring up at him blankly. She felt her arm twisting painfully, as if it was about to be torn asunder. However, that hand was so warm on her cold, reptilian skin.

“It’s not something the Jedi would tell you. More like a prophecy really. Darth Vader was a slave as a child, like so many unlucky bastards in this Galaxy. He happened to have immense talent in the way of the Force. The Jedi saved him, but left his mother behind to struggle on as a slave.”

“Master…” Shmi obviously noticed something, but Eldra and the half-conscious Ra were still clueless.

“Darth Vader was always a very kind child. Even before then, he risked his life many times for their wicked master, so that his mother wouldn’t have to suffer as much. He loved her more than anything else, but…”

“But the Jedi aren’t allowed to have attachments.” Eldra frowned, already knowing where this story was going to go…

“I’m sure he also did plenty of amazing things I never heard about. I only know the major highlights after all.” Asmodeus snickered and quickly ‘corrected’ that mangled arm as the girl reached up and touched his face with the other hand. Rodians have long, slender fingers with little suction cups on the tips. Their feet are also different, with three large toes.

“The boy learned very quickly. It wasn’t long before he was already going out and doing missions with his fairly young Master. Eventually, he hooked up with a sexy princess from a certain planet.”

“Of course he did.” Eldra rolled her eyes, while Shmi gripped the controls harder and bit her lower lip. A pretty face flashed in her mind.

“While the two of them were sleeping together, he started having horrible visions. The Force is funny like that. It likes to show us the future when we don’t ask, then hides away when we do… Anyway, he knew something was wrong with his Mom. So he asked his Master, but obviously the Jedi ain’t allowed to go see relatives.”

“His mother, who was still enslaved… Why does this sound so familiar? Isn’t this what happened to Daesha?”

“It’s probably what happened to a lot of Jedi. It’s only a difference between how they handle the situation.”

Asmodeus shrugged, using the purple light to help the girl’s arm heal rapidly. Obviously he didn’t make her body heal itself though. She lost way too much blood and she was just too weak. So he had to make the sacrifice himself. Fortunately his body was much stronger than a regular ‘human’ Jedi or Sith. Whether physically or mentally, he could still bear the price to heal the girl’s arm.

“Ana-er, Darth Vader I mean, he found his mother’s new ‘Master’. Though technically, she was ‘set free’ and married as a wife for a few years. Who knows whether she was actually happy or not? Either way, by the time the son had arrived, his mother had already been captured by bandits for weeks. When he found her, she was starving, dehydrated, covered in wounds and tied to a rape-rack, though she still had clothes on so who the fuck knows what really happened?”

“Master, aren’t you talking about the ending of my… Our first holonovel?”

“Yeah, that’s just the same story, but with a gender-swap.” Eldra snickered and shook her head, then frowned and asked, “Wait… Doesn’t Shmi actually have a son?”

“Shhh~! I’m telling the fucking story. Both of you let me finish before I forget.”

Asmodeus finished healing the girl’s arm and looked at the other wound, but didn’t touch it. The metal was sealed into her green, scaly flesh, inside and out. Before he moved it, she needed some ‘treatment’ from Sarry. Besides, it’s not like they have to do everything by hand or with the Force. They did have medical supplies and even surgical equipment, just not in the Sheathipede.

“Darth Vader watched his mother die in his arms and gave into the Dark Side, not really for the ‘first time’ but that was the most serious thus far. He rushed out and slaughtered the whole village of sand people. Sorry, ‘bandits’. The men, the women… Even the children. He ‘hated’ them. And then he cried about it to his girlfriend who was like, ‘This is fine.’ And probably sucked his dick or something, I don’t know, the Force didn’t reveal that part of the story.”

“This is a prophetic vision from the Force? It seems awfully detailed and ‘long’...” Eldra narrowed those blue eyes suspiciously. Staring at the side of his handsome face and getting irritated by that familiar smirk.

“So yeah, Darth Vader the Kind went on to marry the princess secretly. Then there was a war, he lucked out on a cute Togruta Padawan as a huge Galactic War started. Unfortunately he never fucked her tight little ass… Uh, sorry, I got distracted again. The War was brutal and countless people died. Including many Jedi. The whole time he was having horrible visions of the future where his wife died and wanted the power to save her from death. Which conveniently was the bullshit that a certain Sith Lord used to brainwash the dumbass. The Jedi Council also made some stupid fucking decisions over and over again. One of the dumbest being that they actually kicked his Padawan out of the Order, literally one of the last straws that broke the Eopie’s back.”

“You’re talking too fast-” Eldra complained and Shmi also wanted to say something, but she wasn’t so ‘brash’ to her precious Master.

“Yada yada yada, Darth Vader the Kind slaughtered all the younglings.”

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Chapter 100: The Moral of the Story

“Wait, wait, what?!”

“Master!”

“I know, it felt a little random too. Blame the Force, not me.” Asmodeus snickered, “After that, he strangled his pregnant wife a bit, fought a life and death battle with his Master… Lost. But didn’t quite die. His wife died shortly after giving birth and his Master hid both of the children in different places, watching the son grow up on Tatooine while the daughter lived as a princess somewhere else. Darth Vader was reborn, covered in machinery and armor that kept him alive. He went on to massacre what remained of the Jedi Order and commit genocide like it was a fucking chore. The new Sith Empire ruled the Galaxy with an iron fist, amazingly making the Galaxy even more shitty than it already was…”

“The Jedi Order was destroyed? And the Sith Empire rose? Deus! This is serious! This isn’t just some regular frakking story or vision!”

“Whatever.” Asmodeus waved his left hand casually, while still rubbing Ra’s cheek to warm her body up a bit. His whole forearm was basically pressed against her almost flat, bony chest.

“The moral of the story is that the kids grew up. One was a major figure in the Rebellion, the other started training to become a Jedi. There was a giant space station that blew up planets, which the son demolished with a single torpedo somehow. I like to imagine that the twins fucked a few times before later finding out that they were actually related, but they probably only just kissed like in the ‘vision’. Umm, a bunch of other random shit happened and in the end, Darth Vader sacrificed his life to save his son, tossing the old Sith bastard down a shaft… Which exploded. Then Darth Vader the Kind died in his son’s arms, shockingly similar to what he experienced back then…”

“Is that it? What about the Jedi? What about the Rebellion? What the frak happened?!”

“What about my grandchildren?” Shmi also asked, “Did they really fall in love with each other?”

“That’s an even longer and more convoluted story… But basically, the Jedi were reformed, destroyed, reformed, et cetera. I think? And the New Republic was almost destroyed a bunch of times after that. It’s all pretty fucked up and grimdark either way, right?”

“What was the point of telling us this story again?” Eldra rubbed her aching Lekku and complained, “Are you ‘trying’ to give us anxiety? It’s hard enough resisting the Dark Side around you frakkers as it is!”

“My point is that Darth Vader the Wise-I mean, uh, Kind, he turned out that way because of guilt and fear. He let it control and consume him. He didn’t ‘use’ the Dark Side, he succumbed to it. Don’t be like Darth Vader. Be more like me! Hahaha~! Look at how happy and normal I am!”

“Maybe you should call yourself Darth Asmodeus the Chaste?” Eldra sneered, “Sooner or later, your story is gonna end in tragedy too. Just like everyone else.”

“Nah, I hate tragedies. But I ain’t gonna jinx it.” Asmodeus looked back towards the beautiful girl and grinned, “Didn’t your story have a really happy continuation?”

“I’m the sex slave of a Sith Lord. Used like a frak-toy whenever he wants. Abused by a crazy schutta and violated by a Sarlacc. Did I mention the cuckoldry?”

“Technically it’s more like NTR or cheating, but that’s beside the point.” He reached out and didn’t even need to use the Force, because she crawled over to his side on her own. Asmodeus gently caressed her right Lek and then her cheek, running his thumb across her plump lips.

“The real moral of the story is that you should never let go of the ones you love. Ever. Always hold them close… Protect them like your most precious ‘possessions’. Never let some silly ‘code’ or laws stop you from doing what you want, what you ‘need’. Because there are worse things in life than death.”

“Frak.” She grabbed his hair and pressed his lips against his, shoving her blue tongue into his mouth as those long Lekku wrapped around his neck tightly.

“Mas-ter…” Meanwhile that little Roadian girl was still laying there, slightly delirious. Molesting his muscular arm and trying to endure the pain.

“Ani…” Shmi had tears in her eyes as she thought about her son. Flying low, near the dunes, to avoid being ambushed by enemies from ‘above’. Even if they were attacked, she would at least have more time to react.

“You’re a twisted psychopath, but you’re really romantic sometimes.”

“Aww~! I love you too, Eldra, hahah~!”

“I love you too, Master!” Shmi shouted from the cockpit.

“I love you too, Schutta~!”

*Beep~!*

“Is that my comm or yours?” Asmodeus looked down past her blood-soaked white tunic-like shirt and reached into her pant pocket. Pulling out what was essentially just a tiny microphone on the end of a metal nub.

“Who would call ‘me’?” Eldra snickered and reached down into his pants, ignoring the hard package and grabbing a small disk that fit in her palm. Pressing a button, a well-defined holographic image appeared. It was a familiar figure.

“Ohhooohhhoohaaahaah~!” Jabba took a hit from his bong and asked, “Did you like my ‘gift’?”

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Chapter 101: Weakness
“Only a few dozen more ‘gifts’ left then?” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and asked, “What’s up, Jabba?”

Bib Fortuna wasn’t there, but a few assorted slave girls were massaging his blubbery, slimy body with all their strength.

“Javra tells me you need money for a custom ‘Cruiser’...” Those orange eyes leered at him, “With a deck big enough to hold a Sarlacc. I only hope you’re not thinking about stealing from me… Asmodeus.”

“Sarry belongs to ‘me’, Jabba.” Asmodeus glared and the whole shuttle shook violently, though he was obviously way too far away to reach the annoying bastard this time.

“Sarry? You even named it! Hoohohohohahahah~!” Jabba’s wide mouth looked somewhat happy for a moment, before scowling again.

“Little Sith… Don’t be too arrogant. Even during the Sith Empire, your kind still had to be careful in Hutt Space.”

“I have no idea if that’s true or not, but do you really ‘want’ me to be careful?”

“Heheh~!” Eldra was hugging his side with her tentacles still wrapped around his neck, “The Sith are the most terrifying when they’re hiding in the darkness… Watching and waiting for you to let down your guard.”

“That’s true.” Asmodeus smirked and reached down to hold her waist. After all, she was the one holding the projector.

“I don’t know why you care about the Sarlacc, but I am happy to know this…” Jabba chuckled, taking another long hit from his bong and breathing out a sigh of relief.

“It means you have an obvious weakness. One which anyone could exploit, for the right price.”

“Yeah, the price of being hunted by a vengeful Sith lunatic like me.”

Asmodeus smiled, “And as long as something happens to Sarry, you know exactly who I’ll find first, right? So it’s better if we just don’t fuck with each other. I don’t really wanna go all the way to the Dark Side if I can avoid it.”

“I agree.” Jabba nodded with that fat, wrinkly giant head, “Now I know where to find you when I need your ‘services’.”

“Pretty much.”

“I’ll contact you again soon.”

“Really wish you didn’t.”

The projector hung up from the other side. Then the two of them frowned and looked at each other.

“Master… What should we do?” Shmi couldn’t help asking, while looking back towards the lounge.

“What else?” With a long sigh, Asmodeus smirked again, “Guess it’s finally time to move.”

“How the hell are we supposed to ‘move’ Sarry? She has to weigh hundreds of tons!”

Even though the Sarlacc is 100 meters long, the body actually has a lot of hollow space. At most, she weighs 200-500 tons. Far more than their two little ships could haul though. Not to mention digging her out of the ground.

“Don’t underestimate my wife. She’s a lot stronger than she looks.”

“I never said she looks weak! I don’t even know ‘what’ a Sarlacc really looks like!”

“So… You’re about to find out.”

It only took a few more minutes before they reached the Great Pit of Carkoon. Fortunately Jabba didn’t seem to want to take things too far. Otherwise there would already be an ambush waiting for them. The only ship in the area was the YT-1300, which wasn’t quite as shiny as it used to be, but still looked pretty good for getting sandblasted for over a month. Not to mention all the battles before.

‘Deus~!’

“Hey, Sarry. Are you ready?”

Holding the naked, scrawny green Rodian girl in his arms, the black-robed ‘boy’ quickly walked over to the scary hole in the dry, cracked ground. Ra probably would have been afraid if she was conscious enough to understand what was happening.

‘Now?’

“Can’t put this shit off any longer, Sarry.”

‘I see…”

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Chapter 102: Freedom

The ground trembled and shook violently!

“Are you frakking serious?!” Eldra held the girl in her arms and watched as her Master floated in the air above the sandy pit. After all the fighting and even healing the little girl, he still had the energy for this insanity?

“Master, maybe I should just use the tractor beam of the YT?” Shmi also thought it was a little silly.

“Why didn’t you say that earlier?!” Asmodeus opened his eyes and shouted, “Do both! Do everything! I don’t wanna get Force Hemorrhoids from this shit!”

‘Same.’ Sarry wasn’t idle either. A lot of the rocks have actually been broken up over the past year in preparation for this move. So it wasn’t like she was completely locked in place… It was just incredibly difficult for her to dig herself out of the ground. In fact, when a Sarlacc is younger, they can still move around pretty easily. Not as flexible as a Krayt Dragon of course, but at least they won’t become completely immobile. It’s just that due to the harsh environment of Tatooine, she couldn’t waste any energy to move around. So when she found some water underground in this rocky area, she decided to stick around and her home eventually became a prison.

“Master Asmodeus, I’m here to help!” Before Shmi could turn around, the YT was already floating up above the pit. C-3PO shot down some blue tractor beams from those mandibles and lifted up huge chunks of rock and plenty of sand easily. Asmodeus was also working hard with the Force, never bothering to do too much at one time though.

After all, the bigger an object, the harder it is to move. It’s takes a lot longer, but moving sand and rocks a few hundred kilos at a time was much easier than struggling with massive objects. He could also lift dozens of small boulders at a time, sending them flying out of the way. Even the tractor beams were the same way. Just lifting sand and rocks a bit, then turning off and letting them keep moving in a parabola, never actually touching the mandibles at the front of the ship.

“Watch it!” Eldra screamed as a boulder almost flattened the two of them!

“Oh dear! Apologies!”

C-3PO’s came through her communicator again.

“We should get back to the Sheathipede.” Shmi grabbed a blue Lek and yanked it a bit, “Come on!”

“Alright, stop that!”

The two of them were back inside the ship soon enough. They lifted off into the air and hovered around, scanning for potential enemies. Whether on the ground, the sky or in space, but everything was relatively calm.

It wasn’t long before the head was fully revealed, letting Shmi see the terrifying Sarlacc’s true ‘face’. The giant funnel-like mouth closed and looked somewhat like a giant ‘flower bud’ that was about to bloom. A lumpy brown-ish tan flower bud that was attached to a thick, slightly wrinkled neck. Two huge arms finally reached up. The claws dug into the sides of the pit and those surprisingly long limbs started pulling the relatively ‘skinny’ torso out of the rocky, sandy ground.

The body that emerged was almost a hundred meters long on its own, while only about 25 meters at the widest. The belly was covered in armored gray plates, but the back was thick, elephant-like, slightly wrinkled skin. There was a stubby tail on her dusty ass, along with two huge tendrils that wiggled around and flung off the rubble from her back.

‘I feel… Tired.’

Then Sarry slumped down outside the pit and her mouth opened wide, that skinny torso inflated and deflated like a balloon as she breathed heavily. For that matter, even her ‘asshole’ was inhaling and exhaling along with her mouth. Even she didn’t know where her brain was, or whether she actually had one. Maybe there were ten small brains or thousands. Sarlacc biology wasn’t studied very thoroughly.

“Me too…” Asmodeus sighed as he floated over and sat down on her back, “Rest for a while… We’ll have to start moving soon. At least far enough that we won’t be found easily. Don’t worry. We don’t have to do all the work ourselves.”

‘I know… Finally… Free.’

“Yeah… But freedom ain’t actually free. Usually you gotta work a lot harder for it.” Asmodeus snickered and looked up towards the sky. His eyes could seemingly see through the ship, or at least ‘feel’ those two women. Shmi was looking at him from the cockpit and smiling, while Eldra was taking care of the ‘new girl’ in the back. Making sure that she didn’t suddenly kick the bucket while waiting for medical treatment.

Sarry’s ‘nutrient solution’ was injected into the Rodian’s body, along with some other medicines. It was more effective to get Sarry Juice fresh from the tentacles, but it still had a decent efficacy for a while if it was kept refrigerated. There were also other generic first aid tricks and technologies. Performing surgery had to wait though.

“Alright Threepio! You know what to do.”

“Are you sure, Master? I feel like it would be safer for Mistress Skywalker-”

“Just do it. Don’t worry so much.”

Those tractor beams reached down and Asmodeus also used the Force at the same time! They weren’t trying to lift Sarry up or throw her, just… Provide a little help.

‘Much… Lighter.’

The giant Sarlacc pushed up off the sand with her front spikes and hind ‘hooves’. That armored belly acted like a sled and allowed her to slide across the sandy dunes pretty easily. The blue beams and Asmodeus’ crimson aura seemed to mesh together into a purple glow around her massive body. The Light Freighter was only 44 meters long, less than half her length. However, it could haul up to 150 tons and still fly at a reasonable speed. So just lightening her weight wasn’t too stressful.

At least nothin compared to Asmodeus. He had to take off his black robe so that he would be completely ‘one with nature’, he was a nudist after all.

‘Come inside me.’

“That’d be the smart thing to do…” He opened his tired eyes and sighed, “You can’t waste your strength on me though. Just keep going. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt myself anymore than usual.”

‘Sorry…’

“Haha~! I just realized that Sarry sounds like sorry in Basic.”

‘Ass Mo Deus.’ The Sarlacc would’ve rolled her eyes if she had any.

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Chapter 103: Nature

They traveled for many hours through the endless dunes. With Sarry’s size, their speed was actually quite fast. At least a few hundred kilometers away from the Great Pit of Carkoon. They traveled to the southwest, basically deep into the middle of nowhere even farther. Finally, they had to rest the tractor beam and obviously Asmodeus was even more exhausted. Parking the ships on the sides of the enormous beast, everything was relatively peaceful…

As the suns started to go down, Asmodeus suddenly woke up!

“Sarry!”

‘Enemy!’

The ground vibrated so violently, it would be strange if the Sarlacc couldn’t notice. A big mouth erupted from the sand and bit down onto Sarry’s left foreleg! Those shark-like teeth dug into the flesh easily and dug into the dense muscles! There were no bones, so after a few jerks of that huge neck, half of the leg was just torn off completely!

“It’s you again!” Asmodeus jumped off that huge back as Sarry squealed in agony! Then he ignited his crimson lightsaber and stabbed down directly into that empty eye socket!

“Rooaaah~!” The Greater Krayt Dragon roared in agony as it felt a horrifying pain in its skull. That limb was spat out and it tried to retreat under the sand, but this time Asmodeus wasn’t going to let it escape again!

“You hurt my wife! Do you think I’ll let you live?!”

Arcs of purple lightning erupted from all around his body, scorching and cracking apart that bony plating on the somewhat draconic face. He swirled the blade around in the wound and cut deeper, then another huge claw swiped past, stabbing deep into that thick throat!

‘Foood~!’

*Ooiiiieeeeiiieee!*

Sarry screamed psychically and vocally as she pulled herself closer. The huge mouth opened into a funnel and then latched onto the Krayt Dragon’s punctured throat. That beaked tongue shot inside and started tearing apart the veins, arteries, esophagus, even the trachea.

Meanwhile Asmodeus literally dove deep into the scorching hot skull, deep frying that massive brain, which was many times larger than his own body. The nearly 100 meter long monstrosity was slowly pulled up out of the sand as it continued squirming, struggling, but everything was useless in the end.

Eldra was even aiming one of the twin laser cannons of the YT-1300 towards the body, just in case. She wasn’t sleeping, but keeping watch, so it didn’t take much effort for her to get into position to help out if necessary.

“Are you okay, Sarry?!” Asmodeus burst out of the skull, drenched on boiling dragon blood and brains, feeling like his skin was going to melt off. However, his bigger concern was his wounded wife.

‘Fine… Just injured. Will reattach soon.’ Amazingly enough, even inside the limbs were lots of long tentacles. They reached out and reconnected the torn-off forelimb, though it would take a while to actually ‘heal’ properly.

“That’s good…” He landed on the back of her rapidly expanding body and smiled wryly, “Are you trying to fit the whole thing inside? Take your time. Don’t uh… Choke. If that’s even possible.”

‘It is… But I will be careful. Are you okay?’

“I’m fine. Just a little sticky… I need to use your ass.”

‘Good.’

With the black hilt in his hand, the naked man covered in weird juices, walked down the hundred meter long back and was wrapped up in a gigantic tentacle. Then his whole body was easily shoved up that gaping anus. Compared to before, the inside was a little more narrow. Probably due to the change in angle. The ‘floor’ was likely the wall or ceiling from back then.

“This meal will take me a long time to digest normally, but under these circumstances, I will do my best to hurry up and eat.”

The beautiful crimson woman was about a head taller than him. Asmodues smiled with his aching face as Sarry’s incarnation bent down and stuck out those four tongues, licking fiercely. She reached down and grabbed his soft cock and balls, both of which were also in a lot of pain. However, her slimy mucus had a numbing effect. Then those tentacles coiled around his whole body, wiping away all his pain.

“Now that you have a steady source of energy and nutrients… I need your help to save Ra. That little Rodian girl.”

“Your newest slave? She seems… Useless.” The two of them were sitting across from each other in a shadowy world, their golden illuminated the darkness around them.

“Maybe, maybe not. Even if she can’t be a Force User, she might have other talents.”

“Fertility? Seems unlikely.”

Asmodeus rolled his eyes and complained, “I don’t need to breed with everyone and everything, okay? I’ve heard that Rodians give really good blowjobs though.”

“Interesting… I do have some vague memories, but it was too long ago. Would be nice to experience it through you.”

“I’ll have to see what her personality is like though. I don’t know much about the girl. Just that she feels… ‘Innocent’.”

“Easy to dominate and defile.” Sarry giggled, looking down toward the rising cock. The two of them were sitting cross-legged with their knees touching, so she easily reached out and grasped it. Then his dick slid inside the center of her palm. Being coiled around by lots of tiny tentacles.

“We should add this to our list of plans.”

“What? Collect a bunch of different Species as sex slaves?” Asmodeus snickered and shrugged his shoulders, “We’ll see what happens. I’m kinda hungry though. I haven’t had Krayt Dragon in a while.”

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Chapter 104: Ra

“Master!”

Ra reached out her green hand but was left behind in the chaotic crowd! She was pushed onto the ground and almost trampled, but then a bunch of beams flew past and those legs fell to the ground with steaming mist spraying everywhere.

“Aaaah~!” She screamed in horror and heard many similar cries all around. She watched as a little boy across the street was hit by a random blaster bolt in his upper arm… Even his shoulder was almost vaporized! As he fell to the ground, screaming in agony, dozens of other men and women were eviscerated or blasted into pieces!

Buildings exploded and collapsed around them! The head of a Wookiee bounced a few times before rolling in front of her face!

“No! No! Aaaah!”

Ra cried out in terror as she scrambled away on her hands and feet, through the blood, guts, dirt and cracked concrete!

“Hahahaha~!” She heard a man laughing and looked back, seeing that handsome, yet terrifying face! He reached up towards the sky and a starfighter crashed into a truck not that far away! A big piece of metal flew over and hit the building above her head, then the stones and metal collapsed!

“Noo~! Master~!”

The girl was in so much pain… She thought this was finally it. That this was the end.

“No… I’m not ready… I still…”

In her mind, she was back to her childhood. When she was only a few years old and still with her mother. The most beautiful Rodian stripper in the Dusty Hole Cantina.

“When I grow up, I’m gonna be just like Momma.”

“Hahaha~! Yes, my precious baby needs to grow up as beautiful and talented as her mother!” The tall and muscular blue-skinned Rodian laughed while patting her cute little head…

“Yeah. Papa, I’ll make you just as much money as Momma…”

“Even if you only make half as much, I won’t beat you too often.”

“Papa is so nice.”

Unfortunately, life didn’t turn into the beautiful fantasy she expected. Without enough food or water on a daily basis, how could she possibly grow up as beautiful and healthy as Momma?

*Smack~!*

“Momma?” Those big purple eyes looked up at her tall and busty mother in confusion, “I don’t wanna be a moisture farmer. I just wanna be a dancer like you!”

*Slap~!*

“Useless piece of Bantha Poodoo!” That Rodian woman with a pink mohawk slapped her daughter in the snout a few more times, even drawing some green blood from her little mouth.

“You’re already this old and you still look like a scrawny little fly! I’ve wasted enough time and effort trying to raise you! Now your little sister is already picking up clients and you’re still dreaming of being a dancer?! At least someone was dumb enough to buy you for a few hundred peggats!”

“Momma… Please-”

*Smack!*

“Never call me that again! You’re not my daughter! You’re just a dirty Moisture Farmer’s slave now!”

“Stop damaging my property.” A stern-faced old human woman walked over. She had a blaster on her hip and looked really intimidating to the little girl.

“Come on. Let’s go home, Brat.”

“Yes… Master.” Ra didn’t fight or resist. She just sobbed softly and followed after that tall back…

Life with her new master wasn’t so bad. She only beat her once or twice a month. Even though she didn’t have much food or water, it was enough to survive. Master Rosemary never cared whether she looked pretty or acted sexy, she only wanted someone to cook, clean and take care of menial tasks. A Droid could have done it better, but they were a lot more expensive. And required maintenance.

“You’re an adult now, right?”

That morning, her Master asked her a strange question.

“I think so…”

“Good. Come on. We’ll go to the city to find you a breeder.”

“Master Rosemary… What’s a breeder?”

“What else?” The old woman snickered and looked at the scrawny brat’s body, “I know a shop that has a bunch of Rodians. It’s a little expensive, but it’s worth it if you can give me a few more slaves.”

“Am I gonna be a momma now?”

“If you’re lucky.” Rosemary chuckled and the two of them drove off to Mos Espa on a shitty landspeeder…

“Damn! Come on! We have to go!” Before they even made it to the Rodian Breeder, they noticed the commotion up ahead. Then they got stuck in a huge crowd.

“Master!”

“Meet me back home!” That was the last ‘order’ she gave before simply leaving the girl behind to die! After all, no matter what, she was only a slave. A new one could be bought with some peggats, but no amount of peggats was worth her own life!

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Chapter 105: Dancer

“Master~!”

“Yes. I’m your Master now.”

Ra ‘opened’ her bright purple eyes and looked at that impossibly handsome red face! In her infrared vision, he looked like a scorching star! Then when she calmed down and returned to normal sight and using the saucer antenna on her head, the little girl calmed down a bit.

“I’m… I’m supposed to meet Master Rosemary at her Moisture Farm. I need to go home.”

The ‘little girl’ sat up, but then winced in pain with her tiny little mouth pursed. She fell back down on the bed and started tearing up.

“My Master needs me… I, I can’t leave her alone… She’s an old human, she gets confused sometimes.”

“She’s dead.” Asmodeus calmly stated while looking down at the stunned Rodian girl. He pulled the blanket off to the side and revealed her naked body. Compared to before, she actually ‘grew’ a lot. From about 4’6” to 5 feet tall. Still short, but more reasonable for a female Rodian or even a human for that matter. The body was very skinny, but she did have some small breasts with dark-green mosquito-bite nipples.

“I saw her-”

“She died.”

Ra looked at him in confusion for a moment. But then she remembered. She saw the image that came afterwards… When she was being carried down the street by her new Master. Rosemary’s head was smashed in half and her body was bisected at the waist. Whether it was done by a blaster or lightsaber is a mystery, but she was definitely gone.

“Don’t be sad. Everyone dies eventually. It’s only a matter of sooner or later.”

“Mmmmn…” Ra pursed her little lips again and nodded her head while crying softly.

“You wanted to be a dancer like your mother?” Asmodeus smiled gently and ran his fingers through that fluffy pink mohawk.

“Yes, Master.” Her voice was very quiet and slightly hoarse, “My Momma was the best dancer in the Dusty Hole-”

“Pft-hahaha~! Ehm, eh-hem, sorry. Pft~!” Asmodeus couldn’t help laughing, while the silly girl was completely confused.

“The Dusty Hole, it’s a euphemism. Aww, you’re so adorable.”

“I…” Ra was stunned, she didn’t understand most of what he said, but the way he looked at her and… And he said she was ‘adorable’!

“Master, thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Asmodeus snickered and rubbed her scaly green cheek. Casually feeling those elf-like ears and causing the girl to giggle happily.

“I know what the Force wanted me to save you now.”

“The Force?” Ra looked up at his golden eyes and couldn’t help reaching towards his face with those suction-cup fingers. Then she quickly stopped herself and put her hands back down to avoid being beaten.

“The Force… You know, like the Jedi.” He shrugged and then ran his crimson fingers town to her tiny mouth. He always had his black nails kept short and smooth to avoid hurting his ‘slaves’. Or himself for that matter.

“Are you a Jedi?” She asked curiously, “That’s so cool.”

“I’m not a Jedi. But one of my slaves is a Jedi.”

“Wow! You’re so awesome!” She genuinely thought it was something amazing.

“Thanks.”

“You… You thanked me…” Well, the poor girl was in shock again.

“Of course, you’re ‘my’ slave now. A real Master is supposed to take care of his slaves. Not just the other way around.” Asmodeus sighed and shook his head, “From now on, I’ll make sure you’re well fed and happy. And you’ll be my cute little Dancer.”

“Really?!” Ra couldn’t believe it, “Is this… Am I really still alive?”

“Trust me, Kid, you’re more alive now than you’ve ever been.”

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Chapter 106: Ra

“Master, I feel different.”

After coming down from her glee, the little Rodian looked down towards her body in surprise. There were winding scars across her right arm and above her left hip was a particularly large circular pit-like scar. However, what really shocked her the most was that she looked a lot less emaciated than before.

“Are these my booba?” She grabbed her chest in confusion. Those long fingers could easily cup around her tits, but they were still far larger than she remembered.

“Those were your booba.” Asmodeus nodded, he was sitting on a small metal stool next to the bed. So he used his left hand to caress her cheek and move his fingers down to her chest. She trembled as he moved her hand out of the way and teased her tiny nipple.

“Now they’re my booba.”

“Master… Oii~!” She made a high-pitched squeal all of a sudden that startled him, but then he looked down at her spasming skinny belly.

“Did you just cum from that?”

“I don’t understand, Master.” Those purple bug eyes looked up at him cutely, “I’ve never felt this way before.”

“Don’t worry, Ra, I’ll help you understand.” Asmodeus turned and looked down towards her skinny legs. More specifically, the spot between those legs. As his fingers ran across her ribs and abs she started laughing uncontrollably, writhing from the sensation.

“You’re so ticklish.” He snickered and reached her missing belly button. It was just flat there, but with a slight dip due to the abdominal muscles. Then he pinched at the thin tuft of pink hair that reached down from right below her navel area, all the way to her dark-green human-like clit.

“I like your hair.”

“Thank you~!” Ra shouted excitedly and wanted to sit up again, but this time her chest was pressed down by his right hand. She obviously couldn’t resist at all. Not that she wanted to resist in the first place.

“Have you ever masturbated?”

“I don’t know?” Ra tired her green head and her little antenna twitched, then she squealed again and her long fingers gripped his arm as tightly as they could!

“Master~! Oiiiaiiaaa~!”

His right hand was massaging her tiny tit, while the left-hand middle finger was just casually, gently rubbing her clitoris. It was so simple and easy that he couldn’t help grinning.

“You’re fun.”

“Thank you, Master~!” The little girl giggled again and asked, “Is that bating?”

“Uh, I guess you could call it that.” Asmodeus snickered and looked down at those long, slender fingers that were reaching out towards his hardening cock. Of course he was also naked this whole time.

“Can I bate you too, Master?”

“Of course. As my Dancer, this part is called the ‘handjob’.”

“Sister called it the jakkujerk.” She smiled up at him with that tiny mouth. Then she awkwardly moved her left hand up and down, while the right reached over and placed her suction-cup index finger-tip around his urethra. Moving up and down.

“I’m sorry, Master. I’ve never done it before. I’ve only watched Momma and Sister play with Papa.”

“That’s good.” He smirked, “You’re mine. I don’t wanna share you with some other assholes.”

“They said… I was too ugly. I would make Papa’s jakku scared.”

“Is my ‘jakku’ scared?” Asmodeus ran his middle finger down between those small dark-grin pussy lips and tried to penetrate inside a bit, but it was blocked by a thick lump of flesh…

“Master, you only have a jak. Rodians have jakku, umm… Two jaks.”

“That’s wild. But, what’s up with your hymen? Is this normal?” He pressed inward and she squealed again, in pain and pleasure. Then he rubbed it a few more times, afraid to break it with too much force.

“Rodian Jakku are sharp and spiny. And really big. The ieee~! The… The ‘hymen’, Papa said only Rodian Jakku are good for breaking them. Human jaks are too weak. Momma said humans really like shluk-shluk.”

“Don’t worry, my jak is definitely strong enough to pop your pretty green cherry.” Asmodeus snickered and stood up. Then he looked down at her confused and adorable face.

“Come on, ‘shluk-shluk’.”

“Oh! Yes, Master!” She excitedly sat up on the bed with her legs hanging off the sides, barely reaching the floor with her six big toes. She grasped his cock around the base with her hands and then that tiny little mouth started suckling on the tip. There was a super long and skinny dark-green tongue that slithered out, then wrapped around his shaft. It sucked in and out, reaching all the way past her fingers, to his testicles.

“Go deeper.”

“Oii~!” She made a high-pitched noise as he gripped the sides of her face and pushed his dick into that long tapir-like mouth. She had no teeth, just some meaty and slimy walls. Her tongue was pulled back inside and started whipping around rapidly. The suction was also incredible.

“Good girl. You’re my good little Dancer.”

“Mmnoi~!” Those big purple eyes never closed as she looked up at his swimming face. He played with her antennae and she quivered. She leaned back a bit and her lips were able to reach the base of his shaft. She grabbed his muscular ass and then instinctively tried to probe with those suction-cup fingers. Noticing that he didn’t seem upset, she kept going.

“Get ready.” As he spoke, she looked confused for a moment, then shook again. His thick load splattered on the back of her throat and she sucked it down very quickly. Stilling sucking as he spurted out a few more times while moving her head with his hands.

“You did a good job. Now it’s my turn to reward you as your Master.”

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Chapter 107: Dancing

“Dance for me.”

Asmodeus sat on the bed and moved the stool across the room with the Force. Then he stood the confused Rodian girl up and she didn’t really know what to do… Her mind was still lost in the aftertaste of his delicious nectar.

“Don’t be shy. You’re beautiful. And I know nothing about dancing, so just do your best.”

“Yes, uh, yes, dancing!” Ra looked down at her naked, skinny body and asked, “Umm, are there… Dancing clothes?”

“Like that slutty slave costume?” Asmodeus reached out and the closet opened up behind her back. The girl turned around squealed in excitement, then ran over and sorted through a variety of slutty costumes/outfits.

He couldn’t help smiling when he watched her perky green ass wagging back and forth. She had a small dark-green vulva, but it flared open with her excited heartbeats and pulsating arousal. There was a really strong musky scent in the air, but it smelled good to him. Supposedly some people can’t stand the ‘stench’ of Rodians. However, even among humans there are all kinds of different good and bad smells.

“You have a really nice asshole.” Asmodeus gave out a ‘compliment’ that made the girl squeal from happiness again. That anus was also dark-green, contrasting with her light-green scaly skin. It was slightly puffy with deep wrinkles, but surprisingly symmetrical.

“Master, does this look good on me?”

Then there was a ‘fashion show’ where the girl tried on various pretty clothes that she never had the chance to wear before. Obviously she couldn’t fit in her mother’s slutty outfits back then, and even her little sister was a lot bigger and taller. They barely gave her food, not to mention fancy clothing.

“You look cute in everything, Rara.”

“Oiiee~!” She couldn’t blush, but she quickly turned around again and tried to calm her rapidly beating heart. The girl was wearing a thin piece of blue cloth that wrapped up her tiny tits in an ‘X’ shape. Then there was another blue cloth that dangled down between her legs on the front and back, with some silvery metal chains for a belt and a big metal piece covering the groin. She also wore a silver collar around her neck like a good slave. Plus some bangles on her wrists and ankles.

“Umm, Master, is there any music?”

“Oh yeah, I totally forgot.” Asmodeus snapped his fingers and a random jazzy Cantina Song started playing. He didn’t particularly care for it, but the cute little girl seemed really happy and started dancing seriously.

“I don’t really get it, but I think you’re doing well?”

“Thank you Master~!” The girl did a twirl and her pussy flashed, then her ass, then she moved her shoulders around and arms… At one time she lifted her leg above her head, flashing him with her pussy and asshole again. Then she lowered her ass while shaking, though the angle wasn’t so great. After all, she was only 5 feet tall and usually the girls are dancing up on a stage for a reason.

“I’ll ask Shmi to help you with a stage and ‘dancer’ pole when she finds time.”

“Thank you, Master~!”

“Alright, come here.” Asmodeus reached out and the girl squealed as she flew across the room. Then he gripped her hips and pressed her down onto his lap.

“Oiiiii~! Aaaaah~!” This time it was definitely more painful than pleasurable. Ra felt like she was going to be torn in half! That thick lump of flesh that blocked off her vagina for her whole life was finally ripped apart! Green blood flowed out, along with her other juices.

“It hurts so much!”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes… Master… I’m just… Surprised.” Ra trembled as she explained, “Sister said it grows back if you don’t use it for a few days!”

“Don’t worry. It won’t grow back. Hahaha~!” Asmodeus didn’t show her any mercy and ignored the poor girls screams for a while, but eventually he did use some Force Healing directly from his cock to her vaginal walls. The hymen wounds healed rapidly, but obviously couldn’t reseal with his dick inside of her…

“Oiii~!” She sprayed a thick, slimy green goo all over the shiny metal floor and he also gave her a few shots of his Sith seed. Though it was basically impossible for anything to ‘grow’. The poor little sperm cells tried their best.

“Welcome ‘home’, Ra.” He hugged her tightly and pressed his face into her fluffy pink hair.

“Yes, Master~!”

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Chapter 108: Pearls and Pornography
“So how the fuck can these things be used to make lightsabers again?”

Asmodeus was looking at the 10 giant, colorful balls on the table in front of him. The three biggest ones were bigger than his head, red, black and teal respectively. Then there were four smaller ones, ‘only’ the size of bowling balls: blue, white and two of them were black. Finally, there were seven palm-sized orbs: One black, one white, two orange and three were teal.

“Krayt Dragon Pearls are made from Kyber. So as long as they’re polished and grinded down to the right size, of course they can be used in lightsabers…” Eldra trailed off and smiled wryly, “But I don’t know how to do it. I doubt that Sarry even has that kind of obscure knowledge.”

‘Nope.’ Even though they were inside the YT lounge, the Sarlacc was still able to communicate with them. After all, they were less than a hundred meters away.

“They’re also worth a fortune, Master.” Shmi pressed on a button of a holoprojector and brought up some different ‘listings’.

“I checked the latest prices. As long as we have proof they’re from a Greater Krayt Dragon, they’ll be even more valuable. The big ones could sell for at least three-hundred thousand Credits. These medium sized ones are at least a hundred thousand. The smallest ones aren’t that valuable in comparison, but they’re still at least twenty-five thousand a piece. Different colors are also worth more or less.”

“They’re so pretty!”

“Yeah, they’re really pretty, and valuable.”

Asmodeus snickered and ruffled the little Rodian’s fluffy pink hair. She was still wearing her dancer attire and clung to his left side on the couch. While the other two women were sitting on the chairs in their usual garments. A new, clean white Jedi Padawan outfit and a simple gray tunic. He was also wearing clothes for once, though it was only some black pants.

“Can they be used in other shit? Like laser cannons or whatever?”

“Maybe?” Eldra shrugged, “Deus, there really isn’t a lot of concrete information out there about this poodoo. You’d need to find an actual expert. Would it be worth the trouble though? We need money for the Cruiser. Shmi’s holoporn is doing great, but it’ll be years until we can make enough-”

“Two-thousand Peggats a month.” Shmi cut her off and brought up another page on the holographic display, “Master, that’s about eighty-thousand Republic Credits. We can’t buy the ship in full, but we can pay installments and it’s going to take them a long time to build it anyway.”

“So you think we should keep our trophies.” Asmodeus nodded in agreement, “After all, Krayt Dragons are pretty rare. Not to mention Greater Krayt Dragons. If they didn’t come after us, I wouldn’t hunt them down in the first place.”

Eldra snickered, “The Sith care about wildlife conservation?”

“I’m sure some of them do… After all, the past wasn’t like ‘now’. There used to be tons of Sith. Even more than the current Jedi, who also had way more members back then.”

With a long sigh, the Sith Pureblood leaned back on the sofa, “I saw we keep the pearls. We know they can make lightsabers and there’s gotta be someone out there who knows how to do it. Maybe I can ask the Jedi for help.”

“Why would the Jedi help?” Eldra shook her head, “There are plenty of Dragon Pearls on the market. If they want some, they can get financial support from the Senate.”

“I didn’t say I would trade them the pearls for help making lightsabers.” Asmodeus smirked at his pretty blue Apprentice, “The Jedi don’t really care about ‘possessions’ or money that much, but there are always things that they want or need. Like what happened to ‘you’... There are probably lots of other Jedi who were lost or left behind. No matter what, the Jedi Order would probably be interested in getting them back, right?”

“Maybe. Maybe not. The Jedi care about their friends, but the Order is too political…”

“Master, do you think I could meet Anakin?” Shmi blushed and quickly explained, “I just think that… I don’t want him to turn into that ‘Darth Vader’ in the vision you had. We should find that Sith Lord and kill him before he can hurt ‘our’ son.”

“Is he our son or my brother?”

“Uh… Master, I’m sorry-”

“Why would I be mad?” Asmodeus spread his hands and accidentally knocked the little Rodian girl over on her side, “Shit, you good?”

“Yes, Master, I’m okay!” Ra giggled and clinged to his muscular left arm again.

“So anyway, Shmi, Anakin is definitely important. But the problem is that the Sith Lord that’s trying to manipulate him is way too fucking dangerous.” He sighed and shook his head, “If we try to change the future, we might end up making things way worse… The main turning point in the Darth Vader ‘plot’ is when you died and he couldn’t save you. Even without that asshole, Vader could still appear, the war will still happen, the Republic will still become an Empire. It’s just that the new enemy might be even more powerful. The Force is with us now, but if we piss it off, the Force will fuck us in the ass… To death.”

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Chapter 109: Flight

Asmodeus floated cross-legged above Sarry’s back as she slowly moved across the desert, sliding on the sand with her stomach and not even needing any help. The Sheathipede was on autopilot, while C-3PO piloted the YT. Those fourteen ‘dragon balls’ orbited around his body slowly and emitted bright lights, along with a dull, roaring hum. He opened those golden eyes with a smirk on his lips.

“What if we built a super huge lightsaber?”

‘For me?’

“Maybe you could hold them with your tentacles?”

‘Dangerous.’

“Uh… Yeah, probably. But what if we built a giant mecha and then gave it a lightsaber?”

‘Not my expertise.’

“Same. But I think Shmi could do it! Right?”

He looked over further down the broad back, where the two women were clashing lightsabers fiercely. Obviously they were only using the training setting, but they still acted as if it was life or death. Shmi showed amazing progress these past few months! But then again, so did Eldra. Even with two yellow blades against one blue, the Twi’lek still easily parried and counterattacked, while Shmi was already out of breath.

“Hey Shmi! Can you build a giant mech?!”

“Yes, Master!” She replied instinctively, then got hit in the face with a buzzing blue saber when she stopped to actually process what he said…

“Don’t lose your focus.” Eldra chided, then turned to her Master and complained, “You too! Can you be a little more serious? Instead of fantasizing about giant lightsabers and mechas, you should actually practice your fighting skills with us!”

“We’re running outta clothes. And if we fight naked, it’s just gonna make us end up fucking and we won’t get any actual training done.” Asmodeus stretched out his legs and floated higher, then soared up into the air a few hundred meters! Those brightly-glowing dragon pearls also followed him up into the sky!

“Now you’re just showing off!” Eldra blocked a yellow blade that almost hit her face, but then screamed in pain as one of her lekku was zapped by an arc of purple lightning!

“You cheating Sith schutta!”

“It’s not cheating! You use the Force all the time while fighting!”

“That’s different!” Eldra blocked another arc of lightning as the double-bladed lightsaber also swung around, nearly hitting her in the leg. Although it wouldn’t actually hurt or do any damage to her prosthetics, if this was a real fight, then she’d lose her leg!

“Force Acrobatics are different from-Stop that!”

“Master is right! You need to train your Force Techniques more!”

While the two of them were bickering, Asmodeus looked down at the endless desert. They’ve been traveling to the west for so long that they’re going to be in the ‘east’ soon. He enjoyed the feeling of ‘flying’ with the Force. It felt surprisingly natural and easy… Then again, why was it so hard in the first place?

He looked down at the two starships that were easily hovering around without using much effort or energy and smiled wryly. His pride was immediately smacked back down a few notches. After all, even a random Mando with a jetpack or a cripple with a hover chair could ‘fly’ much more easily than him.

“It’s still fucking cool, okay?!”

‘I wish I could fly.’

“As long as we put some anti-grav bullshit inside your belly and shove an engine up your ass, it should be fine.”

‘Maybe I should wait for the ship.’

“Hahaha~! Seriously though, why can’t we put anti-gravity things inside you?”

‘Maybe you should try it first?’

“Uh… Well whatever. The ship should only take a few more months anyway.”

Shmi’s monthly payment plan was pretty useful. The total price only came down to 5 million Credits. At 50k a month, it would only take about eight years. They had to pay a few thousand Peggats as a down payment. The pornsite income actually went up to 5,000 a month, so they had about 150k a month of disposable income. Fuel actually wasn’t that expensive, especially if all you were doing was flying around on a planet. Other things like food, water, clothing, et cetera were actually more expensive, but still miniscule in comparison.

No one was dumb or insane enough to fuck with them in Mos Espa after what happened last time. Basically whenever anyone sees them, they generally run away or try to escape. The ‘real’ Sith treatment.

“I guess when it really comes down to it, flying isn’t really that big of a deal. I still can’t figure out how to teleport, turn into mist, phase through shit or even just make ‘Force Fire’. Why is Force Lightning easier than Force Fire? It doesn’t even make sense!”

There were countless ways to use the Force. Though most things could actually be replicated or even done more easily with the aid of technology. Which was probably why the Jedi tended to be more grounded and ‘simple’. If they needed to fly, they’d just jump in a Starfighter and head into space!

‘You dropped a ball.’

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Chapter 110: Forced Plot

“Fuck! Oh shit, shit! Goddamn it!”

The moment he got distracted a bit, the rest of the orbs started flying off into the desert sands below… Fortunately he didn’t fly that high, so they weren’t damaged. But it was a pain in the ass to find them all again.

“Hmmm… Wait a second, what kinda shit luck is this? Force, are you fucking with me? Hahahaha~!”

Asmodeus found the ancient skeleton of a Canyon Krayt Dragon. There were actually some clear ‘cuts’ that he could recognize…

“Lightsabers? Wait a second…” Then he looked up and saw an ominous cave on the side of a huge sand dune…

“You’ve gotta be kidding me, right?”

‘What happened? I feel… Something Dark.’

Asmodeus looked back and saw the slowly approaching gigantic Sarlacc. Compared to the Krayt Dragon in front of him, Sarry was a true colossus. Even without stretching her legs all the way, she was still about 40 meters from her belly to her back. She bulked up a lot since devouring that Greater Krayt Dragon. Most of its corpse was filling her entire torso and it would be a long time before it was actually consumed.

“We actually walked so far west that we ended up in the Eastern Dune Sea… And this place… I know this place. I almost fucking forgot about it. But, ugh. The Force really likes ‘forcing’ people to do shit, huh?”

‘This place reminds me of something… From my childhood. Bad memories.’

“The Ratakan.”

‘Rakata Empire.’

“Rataka Rakata, whatever.”

As they were chatting, Eldra jumped down onto a small dune and slid down to Deus’ side. On the other hand, Shmi just jumped down directly off that huge, terrifying upper lip. Then some tentacles reached out and caught her, allowing the little daredevil Slave to land safely in front of her Master with a flushed face. Well, it was also burnt a bit.

“Master! What happened?” Shmi looked at the fourteen balls lined up behind Asmodeus’ back, “It looks like you found them all?”

“I found more than that.” He pointed backwards with his thumb and looked towards Eldra who was walking over cautiously, “Are you afraid?”

“I’m not afraid, just not as reckless as I used to be…” She sighed and turned the power of her lightsaber to full, before igniting the blue blade once more.

“Master… What is that?” Shmi also took out her dualsaber again and adjusted the power settings, but didn’t ignite the blades, just held the hilt with her right hand.

“An ancient relic from a fallen Empire.” Asmodeus turned around and waved his hand. Those Dragon Pearls flew off into Sarry’s mouth for safe-keeping. Then he grabbed his big black shaft and ignited the crimson blade, which made a loud, screeching cry.

“You feel it too, Kanya? Heheh~! I just hope this fucker hasn’t turned into some kinda Old God in the past four thousand years.”

“I don’t believe in Gods. Only the Force.”

“I hate to break it to you Eldra, but the Force has plenty of Gods.” He shook his head and sighed, walking forward into the abyssal darkness.

The Dark Side shrouded this place deeply. That was the reason why the Rakata chose this location, but also, the reason why the Dark Side is so strong here is also due to them building their evil temple in the area. Now it’s just a tiny cavern inside a sand dune, almost the same as it was thousands of years ago.

“Back then, Darth Revan had been mind-wiped and ‘re-trained’ by the Jedi. He came here for a Star Map.”

Asmodeus spoke as the three of them walked deeper into the cavern. Unlike the game, it was much larger. Even after a few minutes of walking, they hadn’t reached the end. Though the swirling dark mists also made them walk in circles a few times.

“What was the map for?” Eldra asked, looking down at the creepy broken statues of egg-headed people.

“An ancient superweapon called the Star Forge. It literally devoured stars as fuel. Then used that power to create endless fleets, mechanical armies, anything and everything… But it was also fueled by the Dark Side. And corrupted or was corrupted by the Dark Side? I don’t remember the rest of the backstory.”

‘Find… Me…’ A deep, dark voice whispered into their minds. It wasn’t Sarry. But not quite masculine either.

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Chapter 111: Dark Figure

“You guys hear that?”

“Of course!” Eldra grit her teeth and looked over at the glowing lights, making sure not to get lost.

“Master, I think I see someone!” Shmi separated her blades and pointed one of them to the left. Where a shadowy figure stood. It was at least seven feet tall!

“It’s either a statue or an illusion.” Asmodeus also saw the figure and had an ominous premonition, “Be careful though. When I dealt with a tiny egg, it turned into a big-ass Rakatan Droid. So I have no idea what the Star Map might have become…”

*Ohhh-eeeeh~! Ooooouuu-eeeh~!* The heavy breathing echoed in the darkness along with the sound of heavy metal boots against a stone floor.

“Master…” Shmi backed up, but suddenly felt something hard hit her shoulders. She looked behind and noticed that she was up against the wall… Everyone else was gone!

“Master! Help!”

“Your Master…” The deep, ominous voice had a mechanical quality to it, along with a deep, ominous breath, “Can’t harm you now…”

It was a huge man, wearing a suit of black armor. A samurai-like helmet, an almost skull-like mask with a silvery grill on the ‘mouth’, a cloak covered his wide shoulders and aside from the device on his chest, the rest of his outfit was also black. That ‘box’ on his chest had several long white switches and one red. With three red gauges up above on the right side.

“Who are you?!” The short woman held up her yellow lightsabers to guard, as the man lifted his dark-gray hilt and ignited the crimson blade!

“Shmi Skywalker…” He took another deep breath, “I am your… Son.”

“No! That’s impossible!” There was nowhere to retreat, so she rushed forward and clashed against his blade! But he easily blocked both her sabers with only his right hand, then reached out and grabbed her throat from a foot away.

“Search your feelings, Mother. You know this to be true.” He pushed backwards and she went flying into the stone wall!

“Ani… Ani is only nine years old! And he would never hurt me!”

“Anakin Skywalker is dead.” That blade swept down fiercely and cut a deep swath out of the wall as she rolled between his legs. Those two blades left scorching hot gashes in the armor, but didn’t cut through completely. Only his cape was cut apart near the bottom.

“Only Darth Vader remains.”

“Liar! I’ll never let you take him from me! My Master will never let our son become ‘you’!” Shmi stood up closer to the middle of the room now and regained some of her composure. As she calmed down, that huge, hulking figure shrunk down…

“I’m so sorry… Mom. I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have left you behind.” There was a handsome young man with dirty-blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He was holding a blue lightsaber with both hands and approaching her slowly. He still wore black, but this time it was actually the outfit of a Jedi Knight without the cloak.

“I abandoned you… Let that, that monster do those horrible things to you! I can never forgive myself!”

“Master Asmodeus isn’t a monster!” Shmi retorted angrily and clashed her blades against his, this time she pushed him back easily!

“And my son isn’t so weak or ignorant! He’ll understand how happy I am! He’ll accept my Master and he’ll accept me!”

Those blades knocked the blue lightsaber away and then she kicked the man in the chest, sending him flying into the fog, disappearing…

“Hey Schutta! Are you okay?” Eldra asked from behind and Shmi almost attacked her, but calmed herself down. She saw the familiar blue face and Lekku, plus the glowing blue lightsaber that reminded her of Anakin for a moment.

“Did you see something too?” Shmi approached her cautiously, still not really sure if she was real. But once they were both close enough, the Force helped them recognize each other. Besides, they both knew each others’ bodies… Very intimately. The smell of their sweat and other odors. It was at that moment that the women realized that those illusions didn’t have any smell.

“Yeah…” Eldra nodded and sighed, “I’ve heard of places like this. The Jedi often use them to test themselves. To face their fears, their ‘darkness’ and vanquish it. I… I had to defeat my Master. They called me a schutta, blamed me for being captured, sold, enslaved… My Master would never act that way. Then I ended up fighting a Sith version of myself. Obviously I won.”

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Chapter 112: Illusory
Asmodeus looked around and noticed that his partners were gone. He was alone in the swirling darkness.

“Fuck.”

Although he expected as much, it was still pretty creepy and annoying. He kept walking forward slowly, his crimson lightsaber cutting through the fog. Then he saw a strange outline. It was a man with spikes sticking up above his head.

“Darth Maul?”

He was honestly a little surprised… Because he wasn’t ‘afraid’ of Darth Maul. At most, it might be a difficult challenge in terms of pure lightsaber combat. When it came to Force abilities, Maul was severely lacking.

“No… No, this is some bullshit!”

It wasn’t a particularly ‘scary’ monster at all! It was just a handsome, muscular guy in an orange karate gi with a blue sash-like belt around his waist. Looking at that head of big spiky black hair, Asmodeus trembled for a moment.

“Wow! You look strong! Haha~! Let’s fight!”

“Hahaha~! I’m gonna die!”

Not to mention death, even the whole planet was blasted apart with a single fist! Then the dimensions were torn and the Force itself had to struggle to avoid being ripped asunder!

“Holy fuck! Holy shit! Hahahaha~!” Asmodeus blinked and the illusion ended… But then what he saw was a short dude in an ugly yellow outfit, with red gloves, boots and a red-yellow cape… Looking at that shiny bald head that reflected his crimson lightsaber, then down at that bored face, he couldn’t help sighing.

“I heard there’s a sale at the grocery store in Mos Espa.”

Then Asmodeus was turned into meat paste as the bald man picked his nose and spoke in Japanese, “Sorry, I don’t speak English that well. Ah, maybe he was asking for directions? Hmmm-”

The illusion disappeared again and Asmodeus smiled wryly, looking up at the old woman who was standing there calmly. She had a simple brown cloak, the hood of which covered the top half of her face. Those braided white pigtails reached down to right above her chest. Three short lightsaber hilts orbited her body as seemed to ‘gaze’ up at him.

“A Sith Pureblood, in this era? Interesting.”

“Are you a Force Ghost or just another overpowered illusion? You’re… Kreia, right?”

Asmodeus became a lot more serious. Because illusions couldn’t hurt him, but if those lightsabers were real… They ignited short purple blades and he definitely felt the threat!

“I’m just an old fool who wanted to break free from the Force… And you’re just a reckless brat, obsessed with the power it brings. A typical Sith.”

“My name’s Asmodeus.” He smirked and parried the blade that swooped over suddenly!

“Hahaha~! So you ‘are’ real!”

“Reality and illusion…” Kreia sighed and waved her right hand, causing the other two blades to attack him from behind! But once they got within a certain distance, they actually couldn’t be controlled effectively anymore…

“The Force really cherishes you. Or perhaps, it hates me as much as I hate it.”

“Of course the Force loves me.” Asmodeus grinned and charged forward as the woman turned into smoke. Then he turned around quickly and blocked the two blades in her hands, grabbing the black bottom of the other silver hilt. Once the purple lightsaber was actually in his hand, even Kreia couldn’t take it back.

“We have a very healthy relationship! I make her happy, excited and entertained, while she makes me stronger to deal with whatever enemies she might suddenly throw my way!”

“You’re nothing but a slave to the Force. A foolish puppet, manipulated into bringing suffering and death upon the Galaxy. Just like all the Sith and Jedi before you.”

Kreia wasn’t very strong, but she didn’t try to fight against the huge man with ‘physical’ strength. Instead, she darted around his side and stabbed, knocking her purple lightsaber from his left hand. It floated around his other side and clashed against his red lightsaber, almost swiping across his face! Those other two blades nearly cut off his legs, but he jumped up and avoided them. Then kicked downwards and a huge blast of air-pressure blew the hood from Kreia’s forehead. Revealing those pure-white eyes and weathered face. The pressure increased and she disappeared again, floating behind his back and stabbing downwards with both purple blades.

“Fuck off!” Asmodeus shouted as his back burst out into purple lightning! Knocking her away once more… Then he grabbed that short hit again and complained, “The Force does cause people to suffer, sure, but don’t forget that it’s ‘people’ who make the Force suffer as well!”

“Perhaps.” Kreia just calmly landed on the ground and turned her lightsabers off, allowing them to float around her body once more. The third also flew out of Asmodeus’ hand and rejoined the others.

“Time and time again, people use and abuse the Force. How much is their own will? How much is the Force itself actually manipulating them? I suppose that’s no longer something that an old ghost like me needs to worry about…”

“Wait, don’t leave yet!” Asmodeus shouted as she started to disappear into the fog.

“Is there anything you want to ask?” Kreia returned with a serene expression on her old face, “It’s not like I have anything better to do.”

“Yeah, I’ve just always been curious about something.” Asmodeus snickered, “Did you ever fuck Surik?”

“I’m leaving.”

“Wait!” Asmodeus reached out again with his free hand and she paused, “What about Revan?”

Kreia rolled her white eyes and faded into the shadows as she murmured, “Why did I even bother meeting this fool?”

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Chapter 113: Star Map
“Deus?”

“Master!”

“Ah, guess we all survived.” Asmodeus snickered and looked at the two of them, “Did you guys get killed by illusions too?”

“Of course not!” Eldra retorted, “How could you lose to an illusion?!”

“I saw… Anakin. And, Darth Vader. But I overcame my fears.

“How could I ‘win’ against those fuckers?” The tall man shrugged and complained, “One of them was powerful enough to rip open the universe with a punch and the other was… Well, he didn’t bother using that much strength. I just died instantly without being able to react.”

“What kind of test is that?!” Eldra couldn’t help laughing, “The Force must really like you, huh?”

“Master, are you sure you’re okay?!” Shmi looked up at his golden eyes worriedly, “Maybe we should leave?”

“We’re already balls deep. We can’t leave yet. Not till it’s done.” Asmodeus sighed and shook his head, turning towards the end of the cave that was now visible, “Besides, I didn’t just deal with illusions. I met an old woman… A Force Ghost. The Master of Revan when he was still a Jedi. Later she became a Sith and had two pretty famous Apprentices: Darth Nihilus and Darth Sion.”

“Wait, I remember… Wasn’t that… The First Jedi Purge?!”

“Yup. Also kinda ironic that afterwards, she helped Meetra Surik kill her apprentices, then died fighting against the woman she bonded with so deeply… Uh, Meetra Surik ended up rebuilding the Jedi Order after that. At least if I remember correctly.”

“Yeah.” Eldra nodded and sighed, “It’s like an endless cycle of death and rebirth. The Sith and the Jedi…”

“It is what it is.” Asmodeus shrugged and pointed forward with his glowing red death stick, “Looks like it hasn’t turned into a tentacle monster. At least not yet.”

There was a simple-looking metal object with three legs splayed out evenly. A big triangular structure was also sticking up a little bit over Asmodeus’ head. Considering that he was nearly 2 meters tall now, it was pretty big.

“What is it?” Shmi held her lightsabers up to illuminate the object a bit more, but she couldn’t see any buttons or other methods to open the device.

“Obviously you have to use the Force.” Eldra rolled her blue eyes and reached out with her left hand, frowning and pulling back, “It’s locked.”

“It’s not locked. You’re just not strong enough.” Asmodeus snickered and placed his left palm forward, the mechanism creaked for a moment, then quickly opened up. Those long ‘legs’ spread apart until they were sticking up at a low angle. Then the triangular rim of the dark circular hole glowed bright blue as a big black ball floated up wards.

*Hummm~!*

“Ah!”

“Fuck!”

“Frack!”

With a loud noise that ball radiated blinding light and exploded with a flash! However, none of them were injured. Just had their vision temporarily blinded. Eventually their sight returned and they were able to see the beautiful galaxy in the center where the orb had once been. With a bunch of blue dotted circles all around it.

“It’s a Star Map!” Shmi shouted in surprise!

“He told us it was a Star Map from the start.” Eldra snickered and put away her lightsaber, taking out a simple Datapad. Then she released a floating ball that orbited around the hologram, scanning it and… Well, recording another hologram of the Star Map.

“Why can’t we just take this with us?” Shmi wondered, but also started taking a recording of her own after putting away her lightsabers.

“We’re not touching this thing.” Asmodeus shook his head, “I’m actually worried about whether just recording it will leave any kind of weird viruses on your Datapads.”

“It should be fine, Master. But just in case, I’ll make sure to check later before connecting to the Holonet.”

“That reminds me, you can’t show this shit to anyone or tell people about it. The Galaxy is chaotic enough as it is… I don’t wanna deal with the rise of the Infinite Empire.”

“Fine with me.”

“I’ll do whatever you say, Master.”

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Chapter 114: Hope
“Calm your emotions, Daesha. The pain will pass.”

“Yes, Master… Ugh… Aaaah~!”

“Breathe. And push. Nothing more, nothing less. This is a very natural process.”

“I’m trying, Master… Phew~!”

A naked purple Twi’lek girl was sitting cross-legged in the air and holding her bulging belly, taking short and deep breaths. The similarly naked blue-skinned Nautolan woman smiled at her gently, standing on the ground with her hands under that leaking dark-blue hole. The various blue and clear liquids mixed together, forming an expanding sphere.

“Are you sure we shouldn’t just go to a hospital or use some medical droids?”

“We’re Jedi. This is how the Jedi give birth…” Kikha chuckled, “At least this is how I’ve read the Twi’lek Jedi tend to give birth. Nautolans lay eggs so…”

“Are you sure what you read was a medical procedure and not just an old Jedi Legend?!”

“I’m sure it’s probably fine. Look, I can already see the Lekku! The baby is crowning!”

“Aaaah~!” With a loud scream Daesha tried to push harder, but almost fell from the air. However, two strong red arms wrapped around her chest from behind.

“It’s okay, Dae. I’m here with you.” A deep voice whispered in her nub-like ear. She almost didn’t recognize it.

“Deus?!”

“Deus?” Even though it had only been about a year since they last met, Kikha noticed that Asmodeus had grown nearly a foot taller! He also looked a lot stronger and more muscular.

“I can’t stay long. You have to push harder, Dae.”

“Aaaah~!” With a loud scream, a crimson little baby girl emerged completely! Kikha threw away the juices on the floor nearby and quickly caught the child with her soft hands, very carefully and gently.

“She’s perfect. Just like you two.” Asmodeus floated over and held the baby in his arms for a few seconds, “I love you, Hope. Even though we can’t… Well, we’ll meet each other again sooner or later. I just hope you won’t hate me for not being there that often.”

“We’re Jedi…” Daesha smiled wryly as she trembled and almost fell again. With another push, the afterbirth attached to the umbilical cord was pushed out, allowing her to feel a sense of relief. When she opened her eyes again, Asmodeus was gone. Only that floating baby girl opened her big golden eyes and looked at her curiously.

Kikda reached up and took the child into her arms, “Yes. We’re Jedi… But are you sure you haven’t changed your mind?”

“Master, why are you wavering more than I am?” The purple Twi’lek shook her head. She wanted to reach out and hold her child… More than anything. But unfortunately, “Hope Kalia is a Youngling of the Jedi Order. I can love her like any other Youngling, but… Nothing more.”

“If you change your mind, come find me in the Nursery. Those old bastards can kick me out of the Order, but I’m not leaving Hope until I know she’s fine.”

“She’s healthy. And strong in the Force.” Daesha breathed out a long sigh and smiled at the crying baby, “In the future, she’ll understand. Besides that, at least I’ll be here to see her grow up. Help her train. What about Deus? He shows up for five seconds and vanishes?”

“Hahah~!” Kikha smirked and used her tentacles to clean off the crying baby, which made the little girl giggle and laugh instead. Unlike a human, she wasn’t all wrinkly or pink, just pure, smooth, hairless skin like a combination of a Twi-lek and a Sith. The girl didn’t even have eyebrows and two short Lekku instead of hair. They would grow longer as a Twi’lek got older, just a lot slower than real hair and with a limit to their length.

“You think it’s easy to use a Doppelganger from tens of thousands of lightyears away? Most people can’t even use this ability at all.”

Although in the Canon, this was considered a ‘deadly’ and nearly impossible technique, in the Legends, Force Projection was actually fairly common. It wasn’t necessarily easy, but all Asmodeus needed to do was use his ‘bonds’ to connect for a short and special time.

Meanwhile, he was sleeping on a comfortable pile of flesh with a bunch of tentacles wrapping his body.

“Hope…” He opened his golden eyes and murmured, “So… I’m actually a father now, huh?”

‘Yes.’ Sarry’s voice echoed in his mind, then whispered in his ear, “You should work harder. Your slaves still haven’t conceived any offspring.”

“It’s probably not that easy to have hybrid babies in the first place.” Asmodeus snickered and hugged her tentacles like a body-pillow, “Don’t worry. Once we get you a Pureblood Clone… The two of us can definitely have kids a lot easier.”

“Good.”

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Chapter 115: The Count

In the beginning of 31 BBY, in the middle of the Eastern Dune Sea of Tatooine. A large sprawling Tusken Enclave was in ruins. The simple buildings were made of hide, bone, wood and also some metal. There were even some broken turrets laying around. The bones of thousands of men, women and children were buried under the sands in this place… But that was a tragic story from thousands of years ago.

A small dark-green Sheathipede Shuttle came down from the sky and landed not far away. As the ramp lowered, a nearly 2 meter tall figure appeared. The man wore a brown hooded cloak over some black robes. In particular, there were two silver buttons connected by a chain that held the sides of the cloak together on his broad shoulders. A fancy curved silver and black hilt hung from his waist.

Those weary brown eyes looked around at the ruins. The old man could feel the Dark Side so strongly in this place… The source was deeper though. Below the superficial surface. He had a distinctive gray-white beard on his stern, pale face.

Darth Tyranus, also known as Count Dooku. Unfortunately his favorite Punworcca 116-class interstellar sloop was undergoing some modifications and maintenance, so he had to use a Sheathipede Shuttle to reach this dusty planet.

Furrowing those bushy dark-gray brows, he walked forward calmly and confidently. With the poise of a man who had been a Jedi Master for decades. Not to mention, actual nobility. He passed through the sandy ruins, feeling the pulsating darkness under his feet. As if some terrifying beast would emerge at any moment.

It reminded him of his ‘Master’...

In the center of the ruins was a particularly large pile of sand. From there, he could also feel great Darkness, but it wasn’t quite as deep. There were also some other lights shining through, the largest was red, then two smaller stars, one blue and one yellow. There was also a green light, though it was completely overshadowed by the others.

*Tssshhh~!* With a mechanical sound, a ramp came down from a small pit in the side of the giant mound of sand.

As Dooku approached, he could already hear some high-pitched singing and what sounded like a large band. It became louder as he walked inside and took a turn to the right within the ring-shaped corridor. It wasn’t long before he entered the lounge of the YT-1300.

The dark room was dimly illuminated by fourteen colorful Krayt Dragon Pearls that orbited the large, round table that was transformed into a stage with a silver pole in the middle. A short and cute, skinny Rodian girl was wearing a blue silky ‘Slave Outfit’ that barely covered anything. She was hanging on the pole and dancing shamelessly, even as she noticed the stranger who was watching coldly.

A shirtless red-skinned man was sitting on the huge couch and hugging a young-looking human woman on the right, and an even younger, more beautiful Rutian Twi’lek on the left. The two of them were also wearing different ‘slave outfits’. The human’s was gold metal and red cloth, while Twi’lek was silver metal and black cloth.

“Should I call you Darth Tyranus or Count Dooku?” Asmodeus snickered, looking up at the serious expression on the over seventy year old man.

“You should call him a traitor.” Eldra glared at the old bastard with gritted teeth, “I heard you had Master Sifo-Dyas killed… Did you do the same to my Master?”

“I haven’t come here to be interrogated by a disgraced ‘Padawan’.” Ignoring those ferocious blue eyes, Dooku focused on the ‘boy’ with red skin, “I cannot say I’m impressed by the last ‘Pureblood Sith’. However, you may refer to me as Darth Tyranus if you wish.”

“Okay Dooku, so what the fuck do you want from me?” Asmodeus was a little disappointed at the Sith Lord’s lack of ‘reaction’, but as a politician for so long, he must have dealt with far worse bullshit.

“This is not about what ‘I’ want. This is about what this Galaxy ‘needs’. The Republic has fallen into decay and corruption-”

“I mean, no offense, but the Republic has always been pretty fucking corrupt.” He looked at the slightly irritated expression and smirked, “So what’s the point? You’re trying to recruit me to your cause? Or are you trying to hire me as a Mercenary?”

“I wished to see for myself whether you were ‘worthy’ of joining our cause…” Count Dooku shook his head in disappointment, “Unfortunately, all I see is a complacent child. You have so much potential, but you squander it on… Schuttas and pornography.”

“Well, technically I’m only like ten years old.” Asmodeus shrugged and Eldra cackled, while Shmi smiled and hugged his muscular waist tighter. The air in the room suddenly became stagnant and the whole ship rumbled violently! Ra squealed in fright and jumped onto her Master’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and shivering.

“Besides, how the fuck do you see me being ‘complacent’? Huh? Bitch, I’ve been training my ass off for the past two years!”

Dooku frowned and quickly ‘calmed’ the turbulent darkness around them. But then an even greater darkness overwhelmed everything! The whole room was covered in swirling mist and fog, with countless writhing red and purple tentacles all around them!

“Enough!”

With a bit of ‘anger’, everything vanished. The simple illusion was broken and he was still standing across the stripper table and looking at those three ‘kids’. Ra was gone. Asmodeus had a black hilt in his hand, the white and gold double-saber hilt was also pulled out from under the table by Shmi. Of course, Eldra also had a white hilt in her left hand, which she pulled out of her left metal thigh.

“It seems that not only are you complacent, you’re also incredibly arrogant!”

Dooku’s lightsaber flew into his palm and he took up a stance. Waiting for the three of them to attack…

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Chapter 116: A Nice Chat
“How do you use a Dragon Pearl as a lightsaber crystal?”

“What?” Dooku was confused for a moment and then looked at the orbs still illuminating the room. Even the black ones still ‘glowed’ somehow.

“You’re supposedly one of the greatest Jedi to ever live, right? So you should know how to fit a fucking Dragon Pearl in a lightsaber. So what’s the trick? Just lube it up and shove it in?”

The ‘boy’ stood up from the couch and was actually a bit taller than the old man. He grabbed a bowling ball sized black crystal and put it next to the black hilt, that struggled fiercely in his grasp.

“Be good, Kanya. I ain’t gonna replace you, okay? I’m just using you as a size comparison.”

“You can’t be serious…” Count Dooku saw the two ‘little girls’ looking at him warily, but Asmodeus was clearly not intending to fight him at all. So he put away his lightsaber and sighed, “You just… Crush it. Compress the pearl with the Force. When the pearl is small enough, you need to polish it well and calibrate the focusing crystal properly… The larger the pearl, the more difficult the task of compression. If you aren’t careful, the pearl will shatter and become almost worthless.”

“Nice! Thanks! Hahahaha~!” Asmodeus tossed the ball back into the air and gave him a thumbs up, “So what did you really want from us? I’ll tell you ahead of time, we don’t murder innocent people. You want someone dead, they have to deserve it. Of course, anyone who tries to kill us is no longer a ‘good guy’, so they’re free game… Well, not free, you still have to pay.”

“You’re… Welcome.” The old man watched as the three of them put away their lightsabers. Asmodeus hung his on a strap connected to his brown pants, Shmi had her 2 foot long double saber dangling behind her ass like a tail, while Eldra just put hers back inside her metal leg.

“I’ve heard that you were building a Cruiser. If you need Droids, weapons or other furnishings, I can help you contact a few acquaintances… Or perhaps you would rather have something a bit more, formidable?”

“If you’re talking about those giant donuts, no thanks. Still got PTSD from the last time I went inside one of those fuckers.”

Asmodeus spread his hands and the glowing orbs spun around in the shape of a ring, vertically above his palms.

“Dooku, from my perspective, the Outer Rim is just as bad as the Core Worlds or the middle bits, it’s all the same. The depravity, the sin, the evil… It festers and thrives everywhere. It’s no wonder the Force always wants to ‘fix’ everything. But whether it uses vaccines, probiotics, surgery, nothing seems to work. If the Force itself can’t ‘fix’ things, then how the fuck are we mere mortals supposed to save the Galaxy?”

“We might be mortal, but even one man can change everything.” The Count smiled slightly, reaching out and pulling one of those small orange pearls into his palm, “You would be surprised how often this is the case. If not one, then thousands, millions, trillions. As many lives as it takes. For a better future.”

The pearl floated above his palm as he clenched his aged fist tightly. The sphere was crushed evenly, compressed from a few inches in diameter until it was only about half an inch. Small enough to fit inside a lightsaber! Then he casually put it in his pocket and smirked.

“You’re not wrong about that. It’s happened countless times before. It’s probably happening somewhere, right now. Some random dude is going on a crazy mission by himself and saving trillions of lives, maybe more. But… In the end, by saving one world, he’ll probably end up damning countless others. Personally, I’d rather all the evil assholes just die and let the rest of us ‘innocents’ be spared their bullshit, but this is reality. In reality, the good guys usually end up turning into the bad guys and the bad guys breed more good guys. The never-ending cycle of bullshittery spins round and round.”

Asmodeus snickered and then lined all the peals up in a row, making them float above and behind his head. From biggest to smallest, now there were only 13. Inside that spiraling vortex of the Force, all four of them seemed to ‘see’ a man. He had dark skin, short dreadlocks, a particularly prominent golden stripe across his cheeks and nose. He fought against some women in a dark swampy world…

“See, the Force knows what we wanna see. She understands us. Though she might also be trying to trick us. You never really know. It’s a gamble anytime you see a vision. Might be something that saves your life or ends up killing you depending on how you act on that information. Right now she’s warning me not to get involved… What about you, Dooku?’

“I hear…” Dooku frowned, “The voice of my Padawan. Cursing me. Blaming me for not saving her when she needed me most.”

“She’s right to hold a grudge.” Asmodeus sighed and shook his head, looking over at Shmi and then Eldra. The two of them actually had tears in their eyes, especially Shmi, who sniffled a bit. Eldra was mostly just… Angry.

“There are always things we can do and can’t do… It’s best to hold the people we love as closely as possible. But sometimes circumstances don’t really allow that. My daughter was just born recently… Now she’s going to grow up as a Jedi. Even her mother is so afraid of the Dark Side that she’s afraid to hold her newborn child. It’s kinda silly really… But they’ll understand when they grow up. It’s still… Early. Right, Dooku?”

“Very early…” The old man chuckled and pulled out a Datapad from his other pocket, placing it on the table and turning around to leave, “I’m not ashamed to admit that I was wrong about you, Asmodeus. Come to Serenno when you have the chance. I’m sure there will be plenty of Noble Ladies in need of your ‘services’.”

After Dooku left, Eldra suddenly started cackling. Asmodeus looked over in confusion until she said, “That bastard just called you a schutta!”

“I mean… He’s not wrong.” He snickered and looked at the datapad that Shmi turned on, “But I have a feeling he’s just trying to get my ‘seed’. Oh wow, his niece is pretty hot though.”

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Chapter 117: Crushing Dragon Balls

Obviously Asmodeus didn’t try those gigantic Dragon Pearls worth over 300k Credits a piece. Or even the ‘cheaper’ 100k+ pearls the size of bowling balls. In fact, he didn’t even try the smallest Dragon Pearls! His first attempt was actually just boulders, rocks and metals.

“You both need to practice too.”

“I already have a lightsaber.” Eldra grumbled while sitting next to him on the couch and trying to crush a crystal marble without breaking it. But it didn’t take long before it shattered and she got covered in white dust. Fortunately she was wearing a mask and goggles. So were Asmodeus and Shmi.

“I’m trying, Master, but I don’t think this will work. We might need to buy some smaller Dragon Pearls to practice soon.”

“Even the smallest Dragon Pearl is like 10k and it might not even work…” Asmodeus sighed and shook his head, “No, this isn’t the right mindset. Do or do not, there is no try! Yoda was right! Just gotta fucking go for it!”

He blew away the dust onto the floor, where the horny droids sucked it up, then took off his mask. The Dragon Pearls were each stored in their own individual durasteel boxes in his room nearby. So he got up and walked over to the door, which opened sideways.

“Ah, Master!” Ra screamed in surprise as she saw the handsome shirtless man barging in… She had her legs crossed behind her head and was using that long mouth to suck on her own clit, while that long tongue was wiggling around inside her pussy. Unfortunately, there was a thick layer of flesh blocking her path inward.

“Sorry, Ra… I know I’ve been a little distracted lately.”

“No, Master, you never have to be sorry! I’m your slave! I’ll do anything for you!”

The girl shouted anxiously, unable to untangle her legs from the back of her head and almost rolling off the bed. Asmodeus snickered and grabbed her three-toed feet, causing the girl to laugh hysterically while squirming. He moved her over with her ass towards the side of the bed and rolled her up at an angle, looking down at that winking dark-green anus.

“You really like green, huh?”

“Master, I like you the best. But I couldn’t fit the red one inside.”

The three Teal Dragon Pearls popped out of her ass one at a time, then floated behind Asmodeus' right hand, dripping a lot of saliva and green slime onto his palm. He smirked and ordered the girl, “Okay, now your Master needs your services.”

“Yes, Master!” Without changing her contorted position, she reached out with her long fingers and pulled down his gray shorts.

“Three holes, three balls, three shots.”

“I don’t understand, Master, but I’ll do my best!” Ra giggled and sucked his slightly-flaccid cock into her little mouth. Then she started licking around his crimson cock, while slurping loudly. His scrotum rubbed against her clit and labia. Teasing the poor girl.

He shoved two of the balls into her ass again and focused on the third. It floated above the girl’s pink mohawk and between his fingers. Eldra and Shmi walked over from the lounge with their masks off in order to ‘witness’ their Master’s secret technique.

“Hold on, Master, let me get the holorecorder!”

“You don’t need to record every frakking perverted thing this bastard does!” Eldra complained, but she still pulled over a stool to sit behind him, “You’re lucky you have such a nice ass, ‘Master’.”

She was wearing some simple white Jedi Robes that showed a bit more cleavage than necessary and she wasn’t wearing pants, for ease of access. When Shmi came back, Eldra was already rubbing her clit furiously, while giving her master an Outer Rim special. Those blue Lekku reached forward and molested his sexy abs, while she pressed her face between those red cheeks.

“Almost there…” Asmodeus actually did pretty well under the chaotic circumstances. The teal ball was compressed from three inches to one, but then… Then he came. As his nectar was slurped down by Ra, that poor ball cracked slightly. It wasn’t completely shattered, but even a small imperfection would make it useless.

“Damn.”

“I’m so sorry, Master!” Those big purple bug-eyes looked up in horror, expecting to be beaten! That was 25k Credits! Worth more than her life five times over!

“It’s fine. You did well. I’m the one that fucked up. Don’t worry. I still have two more tries.”

“Yes, Master!”

He tossed the cracked orb onto the bed and reached inside her ass with the Force, pulling out the next one. Then he slid his cock down her pussy and right into that gaping hole! Pushing the other hard ball deep into her bowels!

“I’m gonna frak you hard, Master.”

“Do it! Hahaha~! Try your best!”

Eldra stopped licking his asshole, because it was lubed up enough. She reached down with the left Lek, wrapping around the base of his cock and balls. Squeezing as tightly as she could. Then her right Lek plunged into his tight hole, while her ear nub rubbed up against his left cheek.

“Mmmn~! Yes! Good job! I need more power!”

“Master, I think you need more ‘control’ rather than power.”

“A real Sith wants everything!” Asmodeus snickered, “But yeah, you’re right. It’s only 25k credits, no big deal.”

“Master, I know you can do it!” Shmi cheered in the background, while observing the Rule of Three and not taking part in the debauchery. Only controlling the various holographic scanners and cameras. Of course, in the ‘behind the scenes footage’, there was a nice bonus scene of her using Kanya as a dildo.

“Masssterrr~! Oiiiiii~!” Ra screamed in a high pitched voice as the teal ball inside her rectum was covered in some thick white cum, mixing with the other colors to make a light-green goo. Of course, the green wasn’t shit, it was just her natural pussy and ass juices. Even her blood was green.

*Boom~!* The ball shattered as that tentacle reached up a bit too deeply during his orgasm!

“Mmmn~! Fuuuck~! Aaaah~!” Asmodeus trembled from irritation and pleasure. The crimson and purple Dark Force energies radiated around, emitting an ominous glow. But then he calmed down again.

“Last try. Phew~!”

“You can do it, Master!”

“I believe in you too, Master!”

Shmi and Ra shouted excitedly, but Eldra just rolled her eyes and complained, “You could’ve done it the first time if you didn’t turn this shit into a spectacle.”

“Maybe, maybe not. But the Force is with us!” Asmodeus grinned, pulling his cock and the last ball out of that gaping green butthole! The blue tentacle around his base tightened and a spurt of cum splattered on the cute Rodian girl’s face. She quickly licked it up with her long tongue and then sucked a bit more out from the source.

“Now for the final attempt… Using your ‘virginity’ as a sacrifice!”

“Yes, Master! Please break my meat-wall!”

“Just hurry up already, I need you to frak me next.”

He looked down at the pretty blue face near his ass cheek and felt the pressure inside his body again, as that long tentacle wiggled around. Then picked up the last ball and held it in the air above that pink hair and those big green feet. The shards from before were caught by him, so they didn’t go everywhere. Otherwise the poor little slave might get hurt.

“Aaaaah~! Oiiiiii~!” Ra screeched as her hymen was broken, again, for the tenth time since she lost her real virginity. But it still hurts so badly every time! Sometimes worse because of the scar tissue… Still, she felt happy because she could see her Master smiling, and that was all that mattered!

“Yes! Scream for me! Cry for me! Let your suffering flow through me!”

“Frak, my eye!” A bit of green blood and other juices splattered all over Eldra’s face because she watched too closely. So she missed it when Asmodeus finally succeeded!

“Yes! Yes! Ahahahahaha~! This is the power of the Sith! The power of your great and powerful Master! Hahahaha~!”

“Master! You’re so amazing! I love you~!” Shmi shouted from the side of the room.

“Aaaah~! Master~! Master~! Oiiii~!” Ra was too busy being creampied to think about anything else. Those bright purple eyes were practically glazed over from the juices splattering everywhere, but she didn’t care. All she could feel was pleasure at that moment!

“Well… That’s one down. Only…”

“It’s ten! There are ten left!” Eldra shouted as she pulled her tentacle out of his ass and pushed the silly Rodian out of the way, “My turn! Break me, Master!”

“Very well, my Apprentice. I shall give you the punishment you deserve!”

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Chapter 118: Break Me
“Aaah~! Mmmn~! Hahah~! Harder! Break me! Master~! Aaah~!”

With the sound of ‘zapping’ and ‘clapping’ the legless Twi’lek was chained up on a sex swing, then fucked violently by the beefy red-skinned Pureblood Sith. Those dark-blue nipples had silver piercings, which were connected to chains and being pulled to the sides, supporting the weight of her body, along with the painful wires wrapped around her Lekku. She even had clit and labia piercings, along with a collar on her neck, a chain around her waist and shackles on her wrists. Purple arcs jumped across the chains and her skin, as she screamed in pleasure and agony.

“Is that the best you can do, Master?!”

“You deserve your own ‘Sith’ Lightsaber as well, my naughty Apprentice.”

“Wait, no, stop! That can’t possibly fit! Aaah!”

It obviously didn’t fit. The red Dragon Pearl was bigger than Asmodeus’ head! But he still tried shoving it up her ass a few times to no avail. At most, it just almost ripped her clit piercing off.

“I guess Orange will have to be good enough.”

“E chu ta!”

Asmodeus rammed inside her pussy and filled her womb with his creamy Sith juice as the small orange pearl was crushed to the size that would fit within a lightsaber! He actually succeeded in one try!

“It seems the Force is strong with you, my Apprentice. But your punishment has only just begun!”

*Tsst!* The holovid ended and switched back to that familiar way of smutty writing.

[Master really loves Eldra so much. Sometimes I thought about removing my arms and legs so that he could happily use me as a helpless Fleshdroid, but then I remembered… I’m more than just my holes. And I could always just find another girl for him to fulfill his twisted fantasies with… Hmmm, that gives me an idea. Maybe we should find a Jedi Master, cut off her limbs and… No, no, I need to stop myself from getting too arrogant. We can just find a Padawan, right? I’m sure that Master will enjoy a second crippled Padawan slave!]

“I can’t just stand by and watch this… Disgusting travesty any longer. I need to actually do something for once! I’ve waited far too long already… I only hope I’m not too late.”

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Chapter 119: Tusken Raiders

After the little visit from The Count, obviously Sarry had to move again. They kept going west and passed by an active Tusken Raider camp…

“Oouuuouuuu~!”

“Aoouuuouuu~!”

With loud battlecries, the brave and fearless Tusken Raiders charged towards the gigantic beast! The two ships were high up above the clouds, so they likely didn’t notice or just didn’t care.

“Seriously?” Asmodeus, dressed in a black cloaked robe, boots and pants, leaped down from Sarry’s back, gently landing on a soft dune that was sufficiently elevated. He took the black hilts off his two hips and ignited those two lightsabers with a loud shriek, accompanied by a booming ‘roar’!

“If you wanna die that badly, then it’s your own damn fault!”

“Wait!”

“Stop!”

Two loud voices shouted in Basic, which the red boy could obviously understand. Fortunately, the Tuskens also understood. For their own sake at least.

“Oh hey! I recognize that cone head!” Asmodeus laughed and waved the black lightsaber in his left hand, “You’re Mundi, right? Hahaha~! What’s up?!”

Well, he didn’t put his lightsabers away, because there were still Tuskens in the distance with blasters, aside from the crazy bastards trying to fight melee against a Force User. Besides, even though that tall, pale-skinned man with the giant bald head didn’t take out his weapon, there was actually a Tusken next to him who was holding a blazing red lightsaber.

Then he noticed the carcass of a Canyon Krayt Dragon that was being pulled by some giant Banthas into the large settlement…

“You’re… Asmodeus, correct?” Ki-Adi-Mundi walked forward calmly, wearing a blue cape and brown outfit. Not quite the usual Jedi garb, but he was on an adventure in the desert, so it was normal to spice things up. On the other hand, there were two Tuskens wearing… Tusken outfits, but they weren’t actually ‘Tusken’, but simply humans dressed in the same garb. A father and his son, though only the father had a lightsaber in his hand.

“Yup! It looks like you guys killed a Krayt Dragon too, hahaha~! Well, mine was way bigger though…” The 2 meter tall ‘boy’ raised the black blade in his left hand and showed it off, “Badass, right? If you guys find some Dragon Pearls, I can help you squish ‘em!”

“Yes, very impressive…” Mundi smiled wryly on his white bearded face, looking over towards his old friend.

“I’m Sharad Hett, war-leader of these people.” The Tusken Chief looked up at the gigantic monster that was still sliding across the sands casually, not even paying attention to the tiny ‘ants’ that wanted to attack her Majesty.

“I’ve never seen a Sarlacc this large that can still move above around… I’m amazed that you managed to tame it.”

“I didn’t tame Sarry, she’s my wife.” Asmodeus snickered and looked towards the embarrassed Cerean, “Are you blushing?”

“I’m just sunburnt.” Mundi retorted calmly and cleared his throat that was already dry and raspy, “I heard that your daughter was born recently.”

“I heard you had a kid too, congrats! I mean, how many does that make now? Seven, eight?”

“Seven.” The Jedi Master smiled wryly, “Have you ever thought about joining us? Although you do have great darkness in you, I know you still have plenty of light as well. If you’re worried about your… Wives, with the situation of your Species, it would be perfectly understandable for you to be allowed to marry and have children.”

“Even if I became a Jedi, I’d just be a ‘Dark Jedi’ exile or one of those Legendary Wandering Jedi you hear about sometimes. The problem is that I don’t actually get anything out of it, right? Don’t worry, contrary to popular belief, I’m not actually a ‘Sith’. At least not by religion.”

Asmodeus turned off his lightsabers and put them back on his hips with a sigh. The Tusken Chieftain also turned off his weapon and shouted in the Tusken language, causing most of those men and women to go back to the settlement. Only a few guards remained, along with his son.

“I was serious about the ball crushing though. My technique is pretty impressive. I’ve shrunk four balls into lightsabers thus far. Look!”

A short silver hilt flew out of his robe and the blade ignited pure white with a loud roar! It twirled around a few times before landing in his left palm and looking a bit tiny. Though he could still hold it easily enough without accidentally cutting his fingers off.

“Thank you for the offer, but for our people, the Dragon Pearls are symbols of courage and victory. The larger the ‘balls’ the better.”

“I got some pretty fucking big balls too, but I’m afraid to crush ‘em just yet.” Asmodeus sighed and put away his tiny lightsaber, “Anyway, Sarry ain’t gonna wait for me. So, it’s been nice meeting you guys, but I gotta go!”

“Farewell!” Mundi shouted while waving his hand at the boy that was flying up towards the back of that Sarlacc, “Come to Cerea sometime! I have several unwed daughters!”

“What the fuck?” Asmodeus fell a few feet before floating back upwards rapidly, “Hahaha~! Well, I’ll think about it!”

When he landed on Sarry’s back, Eldra walked over in her Jedi Robes and asked, “I’m surprised you didn’t jump at the chance to abduct his daughters as ‘wives’.”

“Have you seen that dude? I mean, no offense, there are lots of Species I’m just not attracted to… But Mundi is also pretty old. How old are his daughters? And do they look like him? Don’t get me wrong, they might have amazing personalities, but so do trillions of other beautiful women out there. Many of whom are enslaved or in need of ‘saving’. Why should I go out of my way to destroy a happy Jedi family?”

“I’ve never seen her before, but from what I remember, Mundi’s daughter is about the same age as me. Cerean women are usually very attractive, but the men tend to age prematurely…”

“On the other hand, it would be pretty hot to abduct Mundi’s daughter and keep her as a slave, huh?”

Eldra rolled her eyes at her bastard of a Master, then rubbed her sore left breast and complained, “I think we went a little too hard last time. How’s your ass?”

“My ass is fine. Trust me, I’ve taken way bigger tentacles before.”

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Chapter 120: Kaminoan

“Are you excited, Sarry? Our ship’s gonna be here in a few days!”

‘Of course… I never thought I would be able to leave Tatooine. At least, not until I met you.’

“Heheh~! I made a promise back then and it got fulfilled way faster than I expected. I thought it’d take until the Clone Wars.”

‘Same…’

“Now we just need to go to Kamino!”

‘But how do we find Kamino?’

“I guess I could ask Dooku, but I don’t wanna risk it if I have a choice. I don’t know how long Sith Pureblood Clones take…”

‘Might be faster than humans. Or slower.’

“Yeah, real helpful.”

Asmodeus snickered and looked up towards the dark night sky. The ships were parked on the sides and Sarry was just resting on her belly after a long day of sliding. It was time to get some rest. He laid down on the thick leathery skin and smiled. Even though he indulged himself a lot with his ‘Slaves’, he still enjoyed the serenity of sleeping with Wife during the short Tatooine nights.

“I should have known.” A soft, feminine voice woke Asmodeus up immediately! He was naked, but not unarmed. Kanya flew into his right hand as he jumped up and looked around Sarry’s wide back.

“All these years I’ve waited. Finally, I found the source of that vision. It was ‘you’. The last Sith Pureblood. Of course you would go to Kaminoans to create an army of darkness. An army spawned from your own wicked seed.”

“Who said I wanted to make an army?” Asmodeus looked for the source of that voice, but he felt like it was coming from everywhere at once. He also noticed that for some reason, Sarry wasn’t waking up!

“I only want one Clone. A female version of ‘me’. Wait, why am I telling you this shit?”

“Only one?” The voice sounded a little surprised, but then she sighed, “Regardless, I’m already here. I can’t let you hurt anyone else.”

An extremely tall and slender figure appeared before the naked man. They were wearing a dark-brown Jedi cloak over most of their body, but he could still see some pretty obvious features. That super long and light-bluish gray neck, along with the bottom of that ‘pretty’ face. The nose was almost completely absent, but there were two long slits above her upper lip. The hand that held a fancy holden lightsaber hilt, which ignited into a nearly two-meter long icy-blue blade.

Kanya flew into Asmodeus’ right hand from behind and ignited a crimson blade with a terrifying screech. Then he took up a defensive stance, with a serious expression on his handsome face.

“The feeling you give me is even scarier than Dooku. But… Still mortal.”

“I never claimed to be anything beyond mortal.” The woman walked closer while using the ironically named ‘Way of the Sarlacc’ stance. Both hands on the hilt, with the blade facing upwards.

“I’ve only lived longer than most Jedi.”

“That’s pretty fucking old then. But…” Asmodeus quickly blocked the blade that swung down at him with both hands! The seven foot tall woman was actually not that much taller, but her arms were extremely long and her slender body was greatly enhanced by the Force. The two of them were actually evenly matched for a moment, but then she started attacking rapidly and the shorter man was pushed backwards towards the edge… Though that didn’t really matter.

“Come on! Hahaha!”

He jumped backwards and floated off effortlessly a few hundred meters, before landing lightly on a piece of dry, cracked ground. The Kaminoan Jedi hopped up and skipped across the sandy dunes a few times, before landing in front of him and taking up a stance once more.

“I’ve seen you fight many times in those Holovids. I expected those to be mere dramatizations, but perhaps I was greatly overestimating your prowess. Even a Padawan would be your equal, no, your better!”

“Is that supposed to be an insult?” Asmodeus complained, “I’m ten years old for fuck’s sake! You show me a ten year old Padawan that’s stronger than me and I’ll be impressed!”

“How is that possible?” The woman actually hesitated for a moment after hearing those words, because she could easily sense whether he was telling the truth. She was even able to force him to reveal secrets earlier without much effort.

“Sith Purebloods require at least twenty years to fully mature… Unless you’re a hybrid-”

“I’m a Clone. It’s not that complicated. I’m just a random clone that was ‘born’ two years ago, but I just guessed that I was probably ten years old. There was a ripple in the Force a while back when Darth Plageuis and Darth Sideous were fucking around with some bullshit-Hey, stop that!”

“You’re a Clone? That makes more sense. And you’ve only been conscious for two years… You’re only a child.”

“You still wanna assassinate me?” Asmodeus snickered and waved his lightsaber around, “Come on! I might night be that amazing with a lightsaber, but the Force still loves me!”

“The Jedi do not assassinate, Boy. At least, not the true Jedi.” The woman used her left hand to remove her super long hood, revealing her beautiful Kaminoan face. A bald head, no ears, those big black eyes had glowing blue irises, there was no real ‘nose’, but her face wasn’t flat either.

“You’re like a child trying to show off. Indulging in simple pleasures and lashing out against anyone within your reach.”

“Everyone likes showing off. You’re showing off right now and how old are you? Besides, who am I lashing out against? The woman that wanted to murder me in my sleep?”

Asmodeus charged forward this time and clashed against her lightsaber, but the fight was a lot less serious than before. After all, even though they used the maximum power of their weapons, they weren’t actually trying to kill each other. She reached out and sent him flying with a blast of the Force, but he shrugged it off and lifted her whole body up into the air. Which was somewhat useless, since she could also use the Force to float down safely or even fly briefly.

“You have no killing intent.”

“Neither do you.” He snickered as the two of them clashed more rapidly, his blade almost came close to her neck once, but she didn’t even need to move to avoid it. That icy-blue saber also singed a few hairs at most, but his naked body was unharmed.

“Who the hell are you, anyway? You already know who I am.”

“I’m… Kina Ha. You may have heard my name from legends past.”

“Nope.” Asmodeus laughed again when he saw her slightly irritated expression, “Don’t feel bad. It’s not like I go out of my way to study every Jedi that ever lived. I barely even know half the current Masters on the Council. Maybe I don’t know half, now that I think about it.”

“I haven’t been paying attention recently…” Kina sighed, “I won’t if that child Yoda is still alive?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone call Yoda a child before, but then again… How old are you now?”

“It’s impolite to ask a female her age in many cultures, but I’ve never cared about such unnecessary deception.” Kina touched the end of her lightsaber against his and smiled slightly, “I remember when Surik was exiled and when Revan became a Sith. I’ve seen the Sith Empire rise and fall. I’ve saved hundreds of worlds in as many years, but… Then I grew tired. Perhaps… Jaded. Exhausted from the neverending conflicts that I could never hope to truly ‘stop’. So I retreated and retired.”

“That’s a pretty long fucking retirement then. But I guess you earned it, hahaha~!” Deus backed away and turned his lightsaber off.

“Perhaps…” Kina also put away her weapon and sighed, looking over at the naked ‘child’ with a kind expression on her Kaminoan face, “I believe the Force has grown tired of my sedentary lifestyle. I was given a mission. Long ago, I saw a vision of my own people creating an army of darkness which would sweep the Galaxy. I’ve watched and waited as they created many armies, but none could possibly pose such a grave threat. When I heard you mention cloning yourself, I overreacted. I apologize.”

“Wait, how long have you been stalking me, anyway?” He looked the ‘old lady’ up and down, “If you wanted to kill me, you could’ve done it already, right?”

“As I said, a true Jedi does not strike their enemies down in anger or impatience. Especially if they are unsure whether the one they’re facing is truly an ‘enemy’ in the first place.”

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Chapter 121: Humor

“This is my wife, Sarry! This is Kina Ha, my new friend!”

‘Hello, Little Girl.’

“It’s nice to meet you, ‘Old Lady’.” The tall Kaminoan woman had a smirk on her lips as she bowed slightly towards the terrifying maw.

“I’ve seen many Sarlaccs in my travels, but never one who was so intelligent.”

‘I have never eaten a Kaminoan before. I wonder what they taste like?’

“Neither have I. But I prefer my ‘meals’ to be less judgemental and critical of my technique.”

‘Hahaha~!’

“Hehehe~!” Asmodeus snickered on the side, “Don’t worry, Sarry’s ‘technique’ might be a little rough and painful at first, but it’s definitely addictive.”

‘I could say the same about you. Ass.’

“Ass, pft-hahahaha~!” Kina suddenly burst out laughing for almost a minute straight before she cleared her throat and calmed down, “Apologies, Asmodeus, I know my sense of humor is a little… ‘Immature’ at times.”

“There’s nothing wrong with your sense of humor.” He shrugged, “I think you’re both funny. But seriously though, this is my Wife. I have three ‘Slaves’...”

“Yes, Shmi Skywalker is one of my favorite authors and… ‘Actresses’. Eldra Kaitis is a little rough around the edges, but she’s got spunk. In more ways than one. That Rodian girl is also very cute. I believe her name is Ra Thuvra in the credits.”

Kina smiled when she saw the surprised expression on his cute tomato-face, “Child, I’ve been around the Outer Rim for thousands of years. I’ve slain many slavers and freed countless slaves, but… I’ve ‘saved’ very few.”

“It’s easy to save someone for a few minutes, even a day, but saving someone for a lifetime is almost impossible. At least not unless you’re both willing to put forward a ton of effort.” Asmodeus sighed and shook his head, reaching out to caress the relatively dry tentacle that wrapped his left arm.

“Whether it’s Shmi or Ra, slavery is all they’ve ever known. It’s what they understand best. Even the Core Worlds have slavery, just not so overtly. Well, you should fucking know that shit better than I do… I’m just saying that my personal concept of ‘slavery’ is more like a contract. I might dominate those girls, but it’s closer to the situation between a powerful husband and ‘submissive’ wives. Eldra’s situation…”

“I understand. Even through the Holovids and Shmi’s writings, I can tell that she’s troubled. Still on the edge of that cliff… The more she fears the fall, the faster her descent will become, but she’s still holding on tightly.”

‘Afraid of the Dark. But she cannot stop the suns from setting.’

“But the suns will rise again, eventually.” Asmodeus grinned, gazing off into the distant horizon where it was already getting brighter, “I’m sure you already know this, but… The Force is nature itself. She has cycles, Light and Dark, good and bad, suffering and joy. It’s fine to stop some horrible shit from happening, but if you jump in front of the Fate Train, you’re gonna get your ass run the fuck over!”

“I would have said the ‘Wheel of Destiny’, but-pft~! Hahahaha~! Fate Train! I get it now! Hahahahaha~!”

‘Heh.’

“Haha~!” Asmodeus and Sarry couldn’t help laughing at the silly Jedi Master. Especially when he saw those big black eyes with tears in them. He couldn’t help asking Sarry, ‘Was it really that funny?’

‘No. Sarry not Sorry.’

“Pft-ahahahahahaha~!”

Well, she certainly had a very ‘cunning’ sense of humor. At least when it came to her own snide remarks. But a simple phonetic joke could set her off for some reason.

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Chapter 122: Sunny Tatooine

Eventually the two of them floated back up to the back of the Sarlacc and sat down. Kina placed her hands on her knees and looked down at the smiling boy. He was much shorter than her when they both sat down, due to her extremely long neck. Normally though, it was only a difference of 6 inches and his body was much wider. Essentially the top of his head could reach her chin. Considering how slender her frame was, with digitigrade feet and long legs, he actually looked a lot ‘bigger’ in general.

“Can I call you Deus? Or do you prefer ‘Ass’?”

“Deus is fine.”

“I’ve never heard the name Asmodeus before. What does it mean? Where does it come from?”

“It’s an old mythological story from a world, far far away and probably in the relative future.” He snickered and casually explained, “Asmodeus was basically like a Demon King of Lust. Not necessarily lust for sex or carnal pleasures, but even knowledge, violence, chaos… Survival. You can lust over practically anything.”

“Perhaps, but I believe your true meaning is quite clear.” Kina pointed with the long right finger on her left hand, “Do I arouse you so?”

“Of course.” Asmodeus smirked as he scanned her body, though it was almost completely hidden under the thick brown cloak. With Force Sight he could only see a vague image. Even though she was so bright when she was fighting earlier, now her light was shrouded in the darkness around them. Effectively blending into the environment.

“I love your eyes.”

“In Kaminoan society, blue eyes are considered the lowest caste. Green eyes occur from time to time, but they’re considered a ‘defect’ and the child would be terminated…”

“That’s fucked up.”

“Yes. Very frakked up.” Kina couldn’t help smiling at the way he pronounced ‘frak’, but didn’t laugh at his accent. After all, it’s one thing to laugh at a joke, it’s another to laugh at someone’s inadequacies.

“Your eyes are very beautiful as well.”

“Thanks.” He snickered and suddenly felt the Force touching his cheek, down his neck, across his peck and molesting his abs. Asmodeus also reached out, but unfortunately he couldn’t ‘feel’ her body in the same way.

“Naughty Boy.” Kina giggled, “You like being dominated.”

“Only by sexy older women.” Asmodeus snickered, “Though I guess there aren’t that many younger women who could dominate me in the first place.”

“You would be surprised. There are many strange and powerful Species out there.” She reached out with her real hand and hesitated a few inches from his face, “It’s been such a long time since I… Even touched another person. Unfortunately, I’m not quite as ‘pragmatic’ as other Kaminoans. The Jedi of ‘my’ time weren’t so worried about attachments, love… Marriage.”

“It’s gotta be rough.” The boy smiled wryly and reached up to take her hand, but she pulled back quickly.

“It was. It still is…” Kina winked at him and smiled, “But with time, the pain of loss becomes weaker, until you almost forget that you ever loved in the first place. It’s a shame that I was born with a proclivity towards the ‘human’ form.”

“Plenty of ‘humans’ can live for a long time, but most of them are either Sith or Saints.” Asmodeus snickered and jumped up from a sitting position. Those big blue eyes couldn’t help being a little distracted by his bouncing genitalia, but then she quickly looked up at his pointing hand.

“Look! Another beautiful sunny day! Ah~! I think I might actually miss this place.”

“You can always return to Tatooine when you feel homesick.” Kina stood up with her two-fingered hands on her skinny hips, gazing off at the sunrise next to the naked boy.

“I’m sure we’ll be back sooner or later.”

‘Hopefully much, much later.’ Sarry interjected into their minds.

“I never thought I would miss my homeworld either… But even after all these years, I still enjoy the oceans of Kamino.”

‘Tens of thousands of years… Trapped in rock. Starving, thirsty, bored… No eyes to enjoy any scenery. Only darkness, torment, fear… Waiting. Always… Waiting…”

“On second thought, maybe you shouldn’t come back here after all.” Kina smiled wryly, “You mentioned a Cruiser?”

“Yup.” Asmodeus grinned and pointed up at the darkening sky, “It looks like our ride is finally here! Hahahaha~!”

Kina gazed up at that triangular shape and widened her eyes, trembling uncontrollably as memories flashed in her mind. Some were old and almost forgotten… Others were ‘new’. Flashes of war, chaos, desolation. Cities burned, worlds cracked apart, even stars were destroyed.

“Deus, I believe you have room for an old, lonely Kaminoan lady on this ‘cruise’ of yours.”

“Of course, hahaha~!” He reached out and took her shaky left hand, as she looked down at him in surprise.

“Don’t be afraid of the Darkness, Kina. The Force isn’t only black and white. She’s a beautiful gray girl, just like you.”

Kina giggled and pointed towards the little triangle in the sky that was getting bigger rapidly, “It seems you really like gray women.”

Sarry explained, ‘Durasteel, gray. Paint… Expensive.’

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Chapter 123: Jedi Master Kina Ha
“Although I’ve been isolated for a while, I still don’t understand how you managed to purchase this craft for only five million Credits.”

“It’s fucking awesome, right? Hahaha~!” Asmodeus grinned as the massive vessel landed gently on the relatively flat sandy ground nearby. Although he was still horny, he ignored his arousal and put on his fancy ‘Sith Robe’ before jumping down from Sarry’s back.

“Master! Are you okay?!” Shmi ran over wearing a gray robe and holding her double saber in her right hand.

“He’s obviously fine, Schutta.” Eldra yawned as she also approached quickly, wearing some white Jedi robes. She kept her two lightsabers inside her legs, so wearing pants was a little troublesome. So it was basically just a tunic that barely covered her blue ass. She did wear black panties most of the time though.

“Maybe our ‘Master’ just picked up a new Slave?”

Asmodeus snickered, “Nah, the Force just guided a new friend our way.”

“I’m Kina Ha, Jedi Master. It’s nice to finally meet you both.” The tall Kaminoan girl bowed respectfully and smirked, “I suppose you could say I’m a fan of your work.”

“Ah, thank you!” The tiny human woman giggled and introduced herself, “I’m Shmi Skywalker. Master Asmodeus’ ‘first’ slave.”

“Jedi Master?” Eldra actually started blushing for once and smiled wryly, “Does… Does the Council know I’m still alive?”

“I haven’t been to Coruscant in… A very long time.” Kina shook her head and sighed, “I don’t know whether they know about your… Situation.”

“Realistically, they should still be looking for you, unless they already ‘found’ you on the Holonet. Whether they told everybody or kept it a secret… I still have Mace Windu’s number if you wanna chat, hahaha~!”

“Frak off.” Eldra ‘flipped him off’ with her Lekku and couldn’t help but ask, “If you didn’t come to hunt us down, are you here to keep an eye on us?”

“I suppose you could say that.” Those blue-black eyes scanned the three shorties and scrutinized them a bit, but that was all. There was no strange pressure or dangerous sensations for the three Force Users.

“I won’t sanctimoniously try to convince you to avoid the Dark Side like a plague. My comprehension of the Force isn’t so rudimentary. However… I’ve grown quite ‘attached’ to you children. I don’t want to see you fall completely into the abyss. So I will accompany you in your travels.”

“That’s fine by me!” Eldra sneered and looked over at that handsome red face again, “It’ll be nice to see a real ‘Master’ put this bastard in his place. Maybe you can also make me a Jedi Knight?”

“Are you a Jedi Knight? Or a Sith Apprentice?” Kina chuckled and shook her head, “I won’t judge you either way, but you must make a choice first. Perhaps you will fall or return to the light… However, loitering in the middle-ground is not the same as finding ‘Balance’ in the Force. You are merely delaying your own progress.”

“I’m not an idiot. I know that much.” She shrugged her shoulders and looked back towards the giant ship, “We can have a therapy session later. For now, let’s deal with what’s in front of us.”

“Hell yeah! Hahaha~!” Asmodeus grinned and kicked off the ground, floating up into the air ahead of them, “Come on! Sarry’s getting impatient!”

*Oiiiieeeeeiiiiieee~!* With a deafening pig-like squeal, the gigantic Sarlacc actually stood up completely for once. Then she sprinted at a terrifying speed through the dunes!

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a large Sarlacc ‘run’ before now. Marvelous!”

“Wait for me, Master!” Shmi shouted as she started running with the hilt of her lightsaber still in hand. Otherwise it would bounce around all over the place, like her breasts under that loose gray robe.

“Why are we running?!” Eldra’s Lekku wiggled around behind her back as she sprinted after the briskly jogging Kaminoan woman’s giant ass… Well, she slowed down a bit so that she could watch it sway under that thick brown cloak. The wind lifted it up and revealed those black tights underneath…

“If you stare too deep into the ‘Dark Side’, she’s going to notice.” That long, flexible neck allowed the Kaminoan woman to easily look down behind her back.

“Maybe you should ‘punish’ me, Master Kina, I’ve been a bad Padawan.” Eldra wasn’t embarrassed anymore, or maybe she was, but she’d grown to enjoy that embarrassment.

“Worry not, Child. There will be plenty of time to ‘teach’ all of you about the ways of the Force…”

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Chapter 124: Custom Cruiser

As they approached, it became even more clear just how truly massive that vessel actually was! The tip looked sharp at first, the same with the sides, appearing similar to a real arrowhead. But when they were closer, it was possible to see all the small laser cannons and other random weaponry that was built in… Though most places were just completely empty. Some other places looked a little ‘bald’.

At 600 meters long, 300 meters at the widest back section and 150 meters at the thickest height, the Custom Cruiser would have cost a lot more than 5 million credits if they didn’t make a ton of ‘cuts’. Sure, it had Durasteel Armor, but it wasn’t exactly the best. The shields also weren’t too amazing. The Class-4 Main Hyperdrive was relatively fast for a ship of that size, but nothing compared to the .6 Class Hyperdrive of the Acclamator. There also was no fancy observation deck jutting out of the top of the back, which made it lose an obvious weakness but also made it look a little simplistic.

There were plenty of places to put turbolasers and all sorts of other weaponry! But the ship didn’t come with much. Just the most basic civilian armaments that were relatively cheap and easy to access. Not to mention weapons, even the furnishings inside were almost nonexistent. Aside from a few small decks on the top and bottom, also near the very front of the ship, everything else was like a hollow 70 meter open space!

The back of the ship below those huge engines was lowered slowly, allowing them to see inside of the brightly-lit shiny-gray hollow. It was basically a huge Cargo Bay combined with a Hangar Bay. It wasn’t even that easy to access in an emergency, because those fancy energy shields used on most ‘carriers’ were apparently pretty damn expensive. Of course, the real reason they didn’t use them was simply because they were too dangerous for Sarry’s situation.

“Welcome aboard, Captain Asmodeus!”

An excited feminine voice came from the ramp as several Astromech Droids that looked like trash cans, along with a single gray, skeletal-looking Pilot Droid started walking down the extremely long ramp. At least she didn’t shuffle around like C-3PO used to do before. Aside from having what looked like a gray human skull for a head, the body really did look reminiscent of a B-1 Battle Droid.

“I’m Y-4PL, your primary Pilot Droid. Pleasure to be at your service!”

“Nice to meet you, Y? Uh, so anyway, how is everything?”

“Everything is in working order and brand new, Captain!”

“Great!” Asmodeus snickered as the huge Sarlacc finally approached. Even for Sarry, the ramp was still massive. She could easily walk with her legs and arms fully extended, without having to duck down at all. There was also plenty of room for her to move on the side, without crushing any of those terrified trash-can droids.

“Can you remote control the Sheathipede and YT Freighter?”

“Yes, Captain! As long as you give me the command codes!”

“Shmi~! What are the command codes?” Asmodeus shouted back towards the panting woman who was struggling to make her way up the enormous metal ramp.

“Hold on, Master! I’ll deal with everything for you!”

“Uh, then thanks, hahaha~!”

Asmodeus still didn’t really understand starships, ‘computres’, couldn’t even read the languages without cheating through the Force. However, if he could do everything himself, then why would he need companions? Or a crew?

Pretty soon the two ships slowly flew inside of the huge space and parked over on the left side. Since it was only a little less than 300 meters at the widest internal spaces, there was plenty of room for ships. They could fit dozens of small to medium starfighters easily.

“It looks like I don’t need to worry about finding a place for my little pod?”

A silvery sphere suddenly appeared out of thin air as Kina activated a holographic display from her wrist. It hovered over silently and landed inside the vehicle over on the side. The ship actually had stealth functions and a hyperdrive, but that was almost everything. It could only fit a single Kaminoan passenger. The ship was even smaller than the Sheathipede, at about 5 meters in diameter.

“Nice, haha~!” Asmodeus looked over at Sarry who was walking around, licking the metal walls with her tentacles curiously and turned back to Y-4PL: “I guess… We’re good to go, right? Let’s get the fuck outta here!”

“Yes, Captain!”

The huge ramp closed up again, letting in a bunch of sand and dust by the way. But the various cleaning Droids dealt with all that very efficiently and effectively. There were also some simple Droids to maintain the giant ship in other ways, nothing particularly special, because they were ‘very’ cheap.

“By the way, Shmi, uh… Try to figure out whether those bastards put any weird tracking devices, backdoors, whatever into our baby… The Voracity doesn’t need any parasites.”

“Yes, Master!”

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Chapter 125: Domination
It took a while for them to fully explore the ship. It was just so huge. Even without that many decks, there were still a few on the top and the bottom, plus the narrowest part of the ship towards the front. The upper and lower decks had a lot of empty rooms, not necessarily specified for anything. The engineering and power supply areas were more on the top, but even then, there were plenty of empty spaces. Theoretically there could be passenger cabins, but if large weapons were added later, they would need more internal space to power/wire them properly.

The front of the ship did have cabins though. A simple bridge without any windows, there was a large captain’s quarters and some other rooms for crew members. The Droids had an area to repair, recharge, lounge, whatever. Ultimately though, Sarry’s ass was Asmodeus’ special captain’s quarters.

“Sure, it’s a little barebones, but there’s plenty of room for improvement, right?”

“Certainly. I wasn’t criticizing your choice.” Kina walked down the long, empty metal corridor and looked inside the similarly empty rooms they passed. She already took off her cloak a while ago, but she still had a thin belt around her narrow waist, which was able to hold her golden lightsaber hilt on the left side. She wore skin-tight black pants and a somewhat loose white t-shirt that revealed her flat belly.

“It’s almost too much room to be honest. I can’t imagine having to deal with this place alone. Even with the droids, it’s still a skeleton crew.” Asmodeus sighed and finally reached the end of a hallway.

“Have you noticed anything? I’m not great with technology.”

“I’ve noticed something.” Kina smiled and placed her hand on his left shoulder. It was the first time they ‘touched’ since he held her hand earlier. But she was still a little nervous.

“You’re still aroused after all this time.”

“Aren’t you?” Asmodeus could easily smell the musky scent and sweat coming from various places on her body. He especially looked down at her waist, past those sexy hips, then to her easily visible cameltoe that was soaking wet. His own robe was long gone, replaced by simply brown shorts, which easily showed his throbbing bulge.

“You want to ‘dominate’ me, like those little girls.” Kina smiled wryly and shook her head, “It’s not so easy to defeat a Jedi Master, Deus.”

“We still haven’t finished our ‘duel’ yet.”

“No, Child. You’ve already lost.” Kina suddenly threw him up against the wall with the Force! The cheap metal for these hallways obviously wasn’t durasteel, because she could easily bend and crush it on a whim!

“No fair!” Asmodeus couldn’t help complaining for a moment, before a thick ring locked his neck in place. Then his arms and legs were spread apart, locking them in place with metal bars as well. His shorts were casually torn off, revealing his rock-hard cock.

“You must never let your guard down around strangers, Deus. This is my first lesson as your ‘Master’.”

“Yes, ‘Master’, hahaha~!”

Kina breathed heavily and tried to calm herself a bit, but she couldn’t help feeling excited. After all, she’d wanted to do this for a while now. Long before she left Kamino. Maybe even long before she ever started watching those holovids and reading those holonovels about how this little brat dominated those girls… She had seen it so many times, but her previous relationships were always so ‘normal’.

“You should fight back. Try to escape. Don’t let your enemies dominate and defile you, Child.”

“Of course I won’t. But… You’re not my enemy.”

“You can never be so sure.”

She chuckled and reached out, grasping his throbbing cock with her right hand. As if she was holding an unfamiliar lightsaber for the first time, she fiddled with those two big fingers and her similarly large thumb.

“So cute.”

*Tshhh~!*

“Woah~! Holy shit! Be careful!” Asmodeus almost lost his boner when he saw the blue beam only a centimeter from the top of his dick!

“Don’t worry. I’m not a monster. It’s only on minimal power.” She pressed against the tip and it not only burned but also electrocuted the hell out of his genitals!

“That is not the lowest setting! Shit! Ow! Hahaha~!”

“If you aren’t crying, then it’s not hot enough yet.” Kina chuckled and adjusted the power a little higher, pressing it against his lower abs and scorching them!

“Fuuuck~!”

“Now you understand that I’m not afraid to hurt you, Deus.”

Those blue rings stared up into his shiny golden eyes, “I’m interrogating my prisoner now. This is not a game.”

“Okay, Master, fuck… What do you wanna know so badly that you gotta do cock and ball torture to an innocent little boy?”

“Oh yes, I almost forgot. Thank you for reminding me.”

‘Wait~! Aaaah~! Fuuuuck~! Stop-stop~!”

“I want to know…” She released her grip on his testicles and put the humming blade closer to the base of his dick. With a serious expression, she whispered: “Tell me about the army of darkness. The Dark Side Clone Army that my people will create…”

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Chapter 126: Interrogation

“What do you wanna know exactly? You have to be more specific-aaah~! Fuck! Stop with the ball crushing, I don’t know if Force Healing can fix infertility!”

“We’re going to Kamino. Aren’t you going to create a female clone for you to breed? Why not simply create an army directly?”

“I don’t want a fucking army! I just want Sarry to have the Sith Pureblood body of her dreams? Is that such a big deal?”

Kina floated up a bit and her small grayish-blue face almost pressed up against his, as she looked deeper into his eyes.

“It’s almost impossible to intentionally clone a Force Sensitive or Force User. When they found out that I was Force Sensitive, they wanted to erase me completely. That’s why I originally escaped my world… It has been nearly four millennia, yet my people are still so closed minded and prejudiced. What makes you believe that they’ll be willing to clone a Sith Pureblood? Assuming you even have the Credits to afford their services.”

“Hahaha~! Bullshit!” Asmodeus smirked, “Who said I was gonna ‘buy’ anything? We just need to steal some of their equipment and a few cloning specialists, right? Maybe we only really need one. Worst case scenario, Sarry can eat some of them and steal their knowledge, then use that to make her own clones.”

“Do you think I’ll just let you capture, enslave or kill my people?”

“Why not? I wouldn’t target any innocents. But how many of those cloners can be considered ‘innocent’? As far as slavery goes, aren’t most of your people just slaves in the first place?”

Kina was silent for a while, before she started squeezing his cock harder and pressing the lightsaber against his right nipple. Those big, beautiful eyes were staring at his face at close range. Aside from the visual spectrum and the Force, she could also see certain ranges of Ultraviolet light. So his pretty red face was actually a bit different from her perspective. At least for a while, until her vision returned to ‘normal’ again.

“Tell me about the Army of Clones. The one that the Force showed me. Tell me how to stop them.”

“If you’re talking about the Jango Fett Clones… If you stop them now, then things might be even worse…” Asmodeus sighed and tried to shake his head, but his neck shackle got tighter.

“Ugh… Okay, fine. If what the Force told me is true, then they should all have some kinda control chips in their brains. The simplest solution isn’t to ‘stop’ the Clones, but to either deactivate or remove those chips. They’re meant to be a ‘safeguard’ to prevent the Clones from getting out of control, but realistically, the Clones are already brainwashed enough as it is… The true purpose of those chips is to at some point down the line, force the Clones to kill their own friends… Their ‘Generals’ and ‘Commanders’.”

“Why would that matter?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Hahaha~! Ow~! Stop!” She pressed her wet crotch against the tip of his burnt cock. The soggy skin-tight material rubbed against his skin roughly as she squeezed tighter. That lightsaber was finally turned off, but she still had a use for it. Those long sharp metal prongs on the emitter dug into his thick skin and left a painful scratch against his right ass cheek.

“The Jedi! Obviously! It’s the fucking Jedi! They’re gonna have to lead the Grand Army of the Republic in battle after battle! As they die, fall, become corrupted or numb, the final nail in the coffin will be Order 66! Hahahah~! It’s so fucking stupid! After all that suffering the war was finally ending! Then they get gunned down by their own men!”

“It sounds like solving this problem won’t be as simple as just disabling some control chips…” Kina sighed again, her lightsaber returned to her hip and she gently caressed that beautiful boy’s face with one hand, while the other kept pressing the tip of his dick into her camel toe.

“Will the Jedi be Purged again? How many more innocents will die in this war? How many atrocities will the Republic commit against its own people?”

“More than usual.” Asmodeus also sighed, then Force Pushed the back of her bald had and pressed his lips against hers, almost sticking his tongue inside her mouth before she pulled away.

“You’re so cute.”

“I haven’t kissed anyone in thousands of years…”

*RIp~!* His dick finally pierced through her soggy black pants and penetrated an inch into her dark-gray slit! She climbed up onto the wall with her long blue digitigrade toes digging into the ‘soft’ metal. Then pressed her Kaminoan cunt down and bit his lip so hard she could taste his Sith blood.

“I’ve needed this… For far too long.”

“Glad to be of service, ‘Master’.”

She grinded and writhed, lifting her ass up and down slowly. For her it was incredibly pleasurable, but for him it was torture! Aside from the penile injury, the main issue was that he was used to way more stimulation lately. She sprayed creamy white juice all over the base of his dick and trembled while moaning softly…

“You’ve done well, Deus. I’ll make sure to use your ‘services’ again soon.”

“Wait, that’s it?” Asmodeus watched her calmly get down and stand a little unsteadily for a moment. Then she breathed a sigh and smiled.

“I’m done. Now I need to take a nice long bath, not one of those silly sonic showers.”

“Seriously?” He was still stunned when he realized she was gone. Although he was technically locked into the wall, it’s not like he couldn’t escape… But he stayed there and waited anyway.

“Eldra, your Master was used and abused by a mean old lady.”

“That’s a shame.” The sound of metal hooves rang out from down the hall as a six foot tall Twi’lek in a leather one-piece appeared. She was holding a black hilt in her right hand… With a loud screech, that crimson blade emerged and seemed particularly excited.

“Master, I’m sorry, I’ve already fallen to the Dark Side.”

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Chapter 127: Rutian Twi’leks

“Mmmn~! Ugh~! Frak~! Mmmmmn~!”

Eldra’s face was pressed against the floor and her legs were ripped off once again, leaving her with nothing but round blue nubs. A black shaft was buried in her cream-filled ass, while a red cuck was violently pounding her pussy into the metal below! Asmodeus’ body was covered in just as many burns and cuts as Eldra, except their blood was the same color as their skin. Mixing together into a pretty purple.

“Aaaah~! Fraaaaak~!” She screamed as she creamed, with one of those Leks being bitten roughly in Deus’ mouth! Those ‘Titanium’ nipple, clit and labia rings clanged, scratched and jingled on the new metal floor. But the two of them didn’t give a damn.

“Why won’t you get pregnant already?!” Asmodeus spat out her Lek and shot another thick load up against her cervix, using the Force to ‘push’ everything inside of her womb! Obviously it was very painful, but it only made Eldra orgasm harder!

“I’m sterile!” Eldra screamed, “Frak! I’m sterile! I had my ovaries removed as a baby! Those frakking frakkers didn’t want too many of us out there, so they sterilized us! They kept the best breeding stock and neutered the rest to be sold like frakking pets!”

“Who?”

“My ‘family’!” The ground shook and blue lightning crackled against his skin, but Asmodeus just reached down and hugged the crying girl tightly. So tightly in fact, that he almost choked her unconscious with his right arm, while the left was squeezing the cum out of both her holes.

“I hate them… I hate them all.”

“They really do deserve to die.” Asmodeus sighed and flipped over on his aching back. He also ‘spun’ the legless girl around so that she was facing him with her grimacing face. Those blue irises were starting to turn yellowish with red around the edges.

“But are they even still alive now?”

“I don’t know…” Eldra calmed down quickly and her eyes turned back to the previous bright blue. The whites were also bloodshot from crying, but the color was blue instead of red.

“We should go to Coruscant. Steal Daesha, Hope and Kikha from the Jedi. I don’t care about revenge. What I really care about is having my loved ones with me, and safe.”

“Would they really be ‘safe’ with us though?” He smiled wryly, “It’s not like we left them as slaves on Tatooine. They’re in the Jedi Temple, on Coruscant. One of the safest places in the Galaxy at the moment. On the other hand, we’re flying around in a barely-armed… Well, it’s basically just a giant cargo ship. Not even that fast.”

“I know. I just miss them so much.” Eldra pressed her bloody chest against his, crying into his neck as he hugged her back. Then he reached down and spanked her ass hard. Kanya was still vibrating in her ass the whole time, while she grinded against the base of his cock with her oozing pussy.

“I miss them too. But who said we can’t go to Coruscant? It’s only like a month from here, right? At least with this ship’s Hyperdrive.”

“I know. Maybe I’m just thinking too much, but I can’t help feeling like something bad is about to happen… I think the Force is warning me that they’re in danger.”

“That’s weird. The Force is telling me they’re fine.” Asmodeus frowned, biting her left ear nub softly while licking it.

“It’s warning me about something, but I’m not sure whether getting involved would make things better or worse. I just hope I’m not wrong.”

“I trust your predictions more than mine.” Eldra sighed and sniffled, biting on his earlobe and sucking it.

A while later, on Dathomir…

An energy beam meant for Coruscant was redirected back at the magnificent ancient temple. Somehow the power that would have been enough to completely destroy a planet, only broke a single temple and Dathomir was totally fine.

Quinlan Vos flew away from the planet in a small shuttle. After months of being enslaved by the Witches of Dathomir and then fighting to the death, being tortured, almost dying so many times, he was exhausted once more…

“I hope Aayla is okay…”

Thinking of his Padawan who had been drugged, lost her memory and used as a ‘Dancer’ by her uncle, he felt the Dark Side well up within him once more. Then he took out a holoprojector and pursed his lips. Scouring the Holonet for Rutian Twi’lek porn, but afraid of what he might find.

“This is… Eldra?” It was a video clip up on some random holoporn site, so he didn’t have that much context. But did he really ‘need’ context? The video was taken from the perspective of a small droid in the corner of a hallway.

She was torturing a red-skinned man with a Sith’s lightsaber at first. Wearing a sexy leather outfit that showed her ass from that position. Those long metal legs had goat-like feet, which acted as high-heels.

“I’m the Master now! Hahahahaha~!”

“Aaaaaah~! Hahahaha~! You’re gonna have to do better than that, my Apprentice!”

Then the man broke free from the wall and the two of them scuffled for a while… No, not just scuffled, purple and blue Force Lightning shot everywhere, nearly killing the Camera Droid!

“This is the true power of the Dark Side!” That crimson man with the hairless young face was was grinning as he finally ripped those legs off and fucked the poor Twi’lek girl until she started crying. Well, there were some parts that were too quiet to hear in the conversation, but it ended with creamy juices spraying from her cunt all over the droid that got too close.

[Want to see more like this? Visit Schutta Shmi’s Holonet Channel! The only place on the Holonet where you can satisfy your deepest, darkest, Jedi-Sith fantasies!]

“E chu ta!” Even though he said that, he still went to the official website in order to ‘investigate’ properly…

“Wait! This is?!”

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Chapter 128: Fuel?

“What do you mean we’re out of fuel?”

“Master… I’m sorry, but we can’t make it to Kamino without refueling first.”

“Okay, then let’s go find a place to refuel?”

“Unfortunately Captain, we’re currently too far away from any known Spaceport or Space Station to refuel before we run out of Hypermatter.”

‘Captain’ Asmodeus was being informed by his brilliant pilot Droid and genius sex slave that they were on the verge of being stranded in the middle of nowhere. Of course, they weren’t really ‘stranded’ completely. They had comms. They also had two ships that were fueled. They also had Hypermatter, but it took far more for a gigantic Cruiser to go anywhere than a tiny shuttle or light freighter.

“Master… I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I was too busy searching the ship for bugs, recording holoporn, writing holosmut and-”

“Alright, I’m not blaming you. It’s my fault as the Captain.”

There was a fancy giant purple chair as the captain’s seat, facing forward towards a ‘window’, which was actually just a projected screen of live-feeds from outside. Those windows used in giant Star Destroyers are actually not much weaker than Durasteel. Since they’re made from a type of transparent ‘Neutronium’. Obviously not the kind of Neutronium from a Neutron star, just like how Titanium in Star Wars is a totally different element/material.

Shmi and Y-4PL were standing in front of him, looking at the holographic data projected from the side of his chair… Which he couldn’t understand at all.

“Deus, you should really learn how to read sometime.” Kina sat on a comfy blue bean bag chair to his right and casually read a romance Holonovel. Completely disinterested in their current situation…

Well, her life really hadn’t changed all that much from before, except now she was able to socialize a bit and play with a few little kids from time to time. Whether it was training or ‘training’, everything was just entertainment to the ancient Jedi Master.

“Every brain cell I waste trying to read is a brain cell that could’ve sacrificed itself to mastering the Force instead.”

“I don’t see you practicing. I just see you enjoying yourself.” Eldra complained as she ‘sat’, legless in midair to his left. She had two broken apart lightsabers orbiting her body, which were slowly being reconstructed.

“Master is the Master, he can do whatever he wants.” Shmi knelt down between those sexy red legs and pressed her face against his hardening cock. She was wearing her favorite gold and red slave outfit, so it was no wonder her Master was so horny.

“I love your scent, mmmf~!”

“I love your scent too, Shmi.” Asmodeus snickered and ran his fingers through her hair, rubbing her soft cheeks and smiling, “You look so young now. I almost thought you were someone else…”

It is true that Shmi looked eerily similar to ‘Rey’ when she was younger. Though it’s debating whether that version of Canon was actually the same ‘Timeline’ in the first place. If it is, there are a lot of theories about time travel, but more likely just the fact that Palpatine was most likely related to Shmi and Anakin Skywalker. Palpatine was about 18 when Shmi was born…

“It’s all thanks to Master and Mistress for your blessings.”

“There are a lot of tricks to maintaining youth, perhaps even living forever. Yet immortals often die the fastest…” Kina looked around and snickered, “I never said I was immortal. I just age very, very slowly. So slowly that I’ve never really noticed in all these years.”

“So in other words, you’re OP and showing off again.” Asmodeus snickered and looked over at one of the screens that appeared. There were a bunch of blinking warnings and then he saw something in the ‘viewscreen’ up ahead.

“Hahaha~! It looks like we’re not out of luck yet! The Force still loves us!”

“I never had any doubts.” Kina snickered and put away her book, looking up at the approaching ships. The biggest one was a hundred meters, but there were also a dozen small starfighters!

“Captain, we’re under attack by pirates!” Y-4PL shouted in surprise, only noticing a few seconds later than everyone else.

“Thank the Force! I need something evil to kill!” Eldra shouted and flew forward, pushing a random stick-figure Droid out of the way to man the weapon systems! Those lightsabers were already reassembled and placed on the desk where she sat down.

“We need their Hypermatter, at least the Hypermatter in the big one. The rest can go to hell. I don’t really care.”

“Aye-aye Captain!” The Pilot Droid also rushed to her station, controlling most of the systems but the actual piloting was done by Shmi, who was sitting on the Captain’s lap and using the holographic controls to fly the ship. One thing this ship did particularly well was maneuverability… Mainly because of how light and empty it was. No matter how heavy Sarry was, she definitely didn’t weigh more than a few hundred tons. Those decks and other random junk would have been thousands to tens of thousands of tons all together.

“Master! They’re afraid of us!”

“Of course they’re fucking afraid! We’re The Voracity goddamn it! We’re gonna devour them!”

With the agile hands and mind of the pseudo Dark Jedi Eldra Kaitis, half of those Starfighters were already obliterated before they could even deal any damage to the shields. Then the shields rippled a bit from the attacks of the biggest ship that was trying to run away… But it was too late!

“Get closer… Mmmn~! Yes, good, my Apprentice! Activate the tractor beam!”

“Master, we couldn’t afford the tractor beams…” Shmi blushed as she rode on top of his lap and twirled the gigantic Cruiser around like it was a normal Starfighter! They didn’t even really feel anything inside, because of the inertial dampeners being particularly powerful, just like the artificial gravity and anti-gravity. At least they didn’t cut corners in those aspects.

“Ugh… Well, if we don’t have tractor beams, just knock out their engines! But don’t destroy the whole ship!”

“No promises!” Eldra cackled and then peppered the poor ship with dozens of green beams, quickly penetrating their shields and ripping the helpless girl a new asshole!

“Alright, come on! Let’s go over and get our Hypermatter!” Asmodeus took Shmi off his lap without even ejaculating once and then looked around, “Uh… Okay, then I guess I’ll go on my own… By the way, what the fuck is Hypermatter anyway?”

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Chapter 129: ‘Him’!

“No! No! Aaaah~!”

*Pew pew pew~!*

*Tssst~!*

*Shaaaaah~!*

“It’s ‘Him’! He just cut right through the window and came inside! Just like the Holovids!”

“Who?! What are you talking about?! Frak! Speak clearly!”

The big Quarren squid-faced man shouted angrily while picking up the small one-eyed human man by the collar! Meanwhile screams and cries rang out from down the hallway… It wasn’t long before that hulking figure appeared from the dark smoke with a blazing red lightsaber in his right hand!

“It’s Him! He, he’s real! He’s actually real!”

“Frak! Don’t just grovel like a coward, kill this pervert!”

Pulling out a big silvery cutlass-shaped vibroblade from his waist, the Captain of the random unnamed pirate ship charged forward bravely! He used both hands and all his strength to clash against that one-handed lightsaber, unable to even move it slightly! Then a similarly red fist struck him in the chest and sent the bastard flying down the hallway, into a blast door and breaking half the bones in his body!

“I’m the Captain now! Shoot this bastard!” Another large man, a brown-skinned Twi’lek with four Lekku, fired an automatic shotgun blaster down the hall! There were also a few other Twi'lek men and one human woman that almost looked like she was wearing Mandalorian-style armor. However, instead of fighting to the death with the naked red-skinned holo-porn star, they decided to run for their lives instead!

“Don’t run~! Hahaha~! There’s nowhere to run or hide from ‘me’! Why don’t you wanna become one with the Force?! I’m sure all your victims are waiting for you~!”

Asmodeus pulled out a second a small silver lightsaber from ‘behind’ and ignited the hot white blade, using the two weapons to easily deflect the blaster bolts towards those fleeing cowards! The Mandalorian-looking woman managed to survive getting hit, but the men weren’t nearly as lucky… She finally stopped trying to escape and shot a flamethrower out of her left wrist, roasting the poor ‘Captain’ before the flames got anywhere near that crazy nudist!

“Is that it?”

The flames were pushed back to the sides as the naked monster walked forward calmly. His long black hair whipping around behind him from the wind and the Force. It only took him a few seconds to reach in front of the red-armored ‘Mandalorian’ woman.

“E chu ta! Wait, wait! Let’s talk! I have money! I’m just a Mercenary hitching a ride, I’m not with these pirates!”

She backed up and started firing her blasters at him, but it was obviously useless, Then she pressed a button on her left wrist and the blast door behind her back opened up. There were two huge droids with repeating blasters that fired rapidly, but it only took a moment for the silver lightsaber to swoop by and slice them both into pieces.

“Wait. There is something I need from you. Something very important…”

“Frak you!” The woman shouted as her jetpack burst into flames and she soared over some boxes into the chaotic cargo bay!

“You can’t escape from me! As long as you’re on this ship, I’ll be able to find you!”

“Then I’ll just leave the ship!” The woman retorted as she fled down another hall, heading for the hangar bay!

“Well, may the Force be with you, then~! Hahaha~!”

Asmodeus didn’t bother hunting her down, because there were still a few people left on board this pirate ship who could help him get the Hypermatter out of the Hyperdrive or wherever it was stored. He didn’t even know where to look! He didn’t know how to fly a shuttle, so he just jumped out of the airlock… Naked. With a bubble of air around him to keep him alive long enough to cut his way through the bridge. In retrospect, he probably should’ve put on a space suit, but they didn’t have any big enough to fit his body type now.

“Don’t try to hide! I can smell your fear… And piss!”

He extended two fingers from his left hand while still holding Kanya. The huge metal cargo container slid off to the side and revealed two cowering girls. Twi’leks, one blue and one yellow.

“Don’t kill me! Please!”

“Don’t hurt her! Take me! Leave her alone!”

The blue girl was in her late teens, probably an adult already, but the other girl was likely a few years younger. Though it was difficult to tell with the Ra situation from before. Either way, Asmodeus noticed that the yellow Twi’lek pissed herself because her ragged pants were soaking wet.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

*Tew~!* A blaster bolt came from the distance and was reflected back at its owner, turning the top half of that man’s body into red mist…

“Because I’m your new Master now. It’s my job to protect you.”

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Chapter 130: Hypermatter!
“Master, I don’t know anything about Hyperdrives or Hypermatter… I’m sorry. Please don’t hurt me!”

The yellow Twi’lek girl trembled in fear as she followed that giant red man down the hallway. Every few seconds, someone would shoot a blaster or release a bloodcurdling scream!

“I think… I might remember something about Hyperdrives.” The blue girl spoke up quickly, she wasn’t actually that tall at 1.7 meters, but next to the 2 meter Sith Pureblood man, she looked very tiny. She wore a tight brown leathery top, with long dark-brown cloth sleeves. Her fit belly was revealed and her pants were also dark brown cloth, which clung tightly to her ass and legs. She also had silvery cloth wrapped loosely around her long Lekku, which actually had a lot of black dots all down them.

“That’s good… Do you know where the Hyperdrive actually ‘is’? Or more importantly, where the Hypermatter is located?”

“Umm, yes, Master, I think I can find it for you.” The woman was a little distracted, not just from the chaotic situation. She struggled to remember while staring at those rippling back muscles that moved as he deflected or reflected blaster bolts. Occasionally Force Lightning would shoot out from his red lightsaber and sweep across a few battle droids!

“Holy shit! These pirates must be loaded! How the hell can they afford so many battle droids and weapons?!”

Asmodeus grumbled, “And they’re making me destroy everything!”

Between this ship and the smaller Starfighters outside, the amount of money burnt in this one casual conflict was insane! This was just a small pirate group and their own tiny band of lunatics! The amount of money and resources that were simply lost in space on a daily basis was definitely insane to think about.

“Stop! Don’t kill me! Please-aaah~!” A random Twi’lek man was deep fried. Another human woman was hit by a blaster bolt and exploded. They were all vicious pirates, so he didn’t feel too bad either way. He mainly let go of that Mandalorian woman because he didn’t want to have some unnecessary revenge plot appear later.

“Over here!” The Rutian Twi’lek shouted excitedly as she recognized the way to the Hyperdrive, “It’s over here!”

“Come on, Kid, let’s catch up with your big sister.”

“Umm, Master, I don’t actually know that girl.” The yellow Twi’lek whispered, “She’s a stowaway like me… But there’s something wrong with her head.”

“There’s something wrong with everyone’s heads. It’s not a big deal.” Asmodeus shrugged, “Don’t worry. I don’t really demand much of my Slaves. It’s just that the barrier for entry is usually way too unrealistic for most people.”

“I’m sorry… I don’t know why you picked us. Aaah!” The girl watched as a beautiful yellow Twi’lek woman attacked with a vibroblade! She was almost beheaded, but a white lightsaber blocked the attack, before a red blade slashed the woman in half! Bloody blue mist sprayed everywhere and burned her left Lek a bit!

“Ow! Master!”

“Nulii!” The blue girl came over and hugged the younger teen, looking around the complicated hallways with a worried expression. There were a lot of dead ends, secret traps and hidden places for people to hide.

“I’m fine, Lala. Make sure to help our Master!”

“Sorry, yes, it should be this way!”

Asmodeus snickered and let his white lightsaber float freely, while his left palm was covered in purple light. The burns on that skinny Lek were rapidly regenerated in a matter of seconds. They weren’t very serious in the first place.

“Wow! Thank you, Master!”

“You’re welcome. This is my duty as your Master. Now come on. I have a bad feeling… Something’s definitely wrong. We need to hurry the fuck up before it’s too late.”

There was smoke, fire and sparks shooting off everywhere they went… It didn’t take a Force User to figure out something was wrong! The two little Twi’leks were too afraid to say anything though. What if he left them behind and escaped alone?

“Here it is! Master! We have to be careful!”

“This is it? Great! The Hypermatter is in this thing, right?”

“Yes, but you have to be-Ah!”

Asmodeus casually cut the whole machine apart with a lightsaber and carried a big ‘box’ in his left hand with the Force. Then he turned to the shocked little girls and shouted, “Don’t just stand there! Let’s go!”

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Chapter 131: Nulii and Lala
The two Twi’lek girls were shivering and the younger one was on the ground crying. Lala, the blue girl, was just shivering from the cold and the fear. She looked over at the naked man who was pushing that big chunk of Hyperdrive forward with the Force and had flashbacks to a moment ago.

He just cut through the wall! He cut right through the outer wall of the ship and they were sucked into space! But he used the Force to gather a bubble around them tightly, then everything including that giant chunk of metal was launched over to the scary gray triangular Cruiser. They entered inside of a random airlock right as that pirate ship exploded! Only a minute later and they would have died!

“Master… Is this… Normal?” Lala couldn’t help asking while turning towards the grinning lunatic.

“Of course not! I’ve only done that once or twice before!” Asmodeus snickered and used the Force to lift Nulii up off the ground, “Come on! Hopefully there’s enough Hypermatter to reach the nearest Spaceport!”

“Yes… Yes Master… *Sniffle*.” The little yellow Twi’lek landed on her feet a little unsteadily and jogged to catch up with the others. The urine had actually started frosting over on the outside of her ragged brown pants. Not to mention the colorful blood from various unlucky bastards that got close to them back then.

“Master… Why does this ship seem so barren and empty?” Lala walked briskly by the naked man’s side and couldn’t help but be surprised as they walked through the smooth, metallic empty halls. A bunch of little cleaning droids suddenly rushed over and swarmed them! Well, it wasn’t a big deal, they just cleaned up all the filth they left behind, not actually attacking them in any way. Even the Twi’lek girls were totally calm in the face of those silly droids.

“Because we literally just bought the ship a few days ago. Those bastards only fueled the ship up enough to make it to Tatooine. Then my stupid Pilot Droid forgot to mention that we were out of fuel before we set a course… Well, you get the point. Plenty of dumbfuckery all around.”

“Says the man who jumped from an airlock, naked, rather than using a shuttle…” Kina was standing at the end of the hallway, wearing a comfortable white t-shirt and what were essentially gray sweatpants. Those big blue-black eyes scanned the little Twi’leks for a moment, scaring them, but soon she turned her attention back to the big hunk of metal floating in the air.

“I’ll take things from here. I worry you might detonate this Hypermatter and destroy us all if left to your own devices.”

“Is that a thing that can happen?” Asmodeus shrugged and ‘handed’ the hunk of metal over to the Jedi Master. She could obviously lift it just as easily.

After the scary Kaminoan woman left, he turned to the girls and said: “Come on! I think there’s a bathroom around here somewhere…”

“Yes, Master!” Nulii shouted excitedly and quickly followed after his sexy ass, but Lala hesitated. She looked over towards where that woman left, then around at the different halls… Those gray eyes seemed a bit dodgy.

“Come on, Lala! Neither of us have had a shower in a week!”

“Sorry, I was… Distracted…” The girl nervously followed after the man and placed her hand between her thighs, making sure that thing was still there. Then she looked up at those dangerous ‘Jedi’ weapons floating around the man’s body and shivered a bit. She had flashbacks to not long ago, when she… When that man tortured and killed her uncle in front of her!

“Your fear, hatred and anger are so strong I can practically taste them.” Asmodeus stopped in front of a door and looked back at the cute, skinny blue girl, “You feel like… Hmmm, there’s something wrong with your brain. The Force loves you, but it can’t molest you the way it usually does. Sorry, I mean, ‘flow through you’ the way it normally would.”

“I-I don’t understand what you mean, M-Master…” Lala took a few awkward steps back and noticed the little yellow brat sneering at her, “I’m just… I was a Dancer, I don’t know anything about the Force.”

“If you knew anything about the Force, you’d realize that I can just rip the secrets from your mind easily enough.” Asmodeus snickered when he saw her terrified expression, then he shook his head, “But… I can feel your innocence. The Force is telling me that you’re a good girl and you wouldn’t stab me in the back. I’m more worried that you might accidentally kill yourself first.”

As the double doors slid to the side, the little yellow girl ran inside the bathroom and started taking her filthy clothes off without shame. Nulii had nothing to hide really. She was just one of many random slaves that happened to get ‘lucky’. There was a pirate attack on the ship taking her off to meet her new Hutt overlord, then she was brought to Ryloth, the homeworld of her Species but a completely unfamiliar place.

She managed to escape the fate of being sold again, because the pirates had infighting and then the slaves revolted. But after that she was basically homeless, without Credits or Peggats, on the verge of selling herself back into slavery in order to survive. While stealing food, she got trapped in a cargo container and then… Well, she ran into that crazy blue schutta.

“Master~! How do I look? Much sexier than Lala, right?”

Asmodeus walked into the room with the nervous girl walking behind his back and clenching her legs together. Nulii was completely naked and taking a sonic shower, which looked somewhat similar to using the Force to remove dirt, filth and liquids but a little less comprehensive.

“I think you’re both very beautiful.” He saw the little girl pouting and laughed, “Yes, you have bigger tits and a larger ass, but you’re not as athletic as your ‘sister’. I’m afraid you’ll get fat and lazy if you’re complacent.”

“Master, among my people, only the wealthiest can actually get fat. I’m just your humble slave girl, I’ll never embarrass you like that.”

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Chapter 132: Hiding Something

Asmodeus casually floated the lightsaber hilts over to the sonic sink nearby and walked over into the large shower as well. In fact, it was more like a public shower room, with multiple heads lined up and drains on the floor. There were also multiple sinks and some slightly enclosed toilet stalls. This is the more ‘public’ area of the ship after all. Meant for passengers, rather than crew. Many of the potential cabins didn’t have their own toilets or anything like that.

At 1.6 meters tall, Nulii was pretty short. Only 10 cm taller than Ra. But compared to the giant 2 meter man, she looked incredibly tiny. Of course, it’s not like her face was at ‘dick height’ at that moment, she was actually looking at his chest and shoulders. About the same relative height as Shmi.

“Master… You said you had really high standards… Am I really good enough for you?”

Nulii smiled up at him with those pink lips and he couldn’t help finding it a little strange. Why would a Twi’lek with blue blood, have pink lips? It wasn’t just her mouth either, even her vulva and saucer-shaped nipples were the same. She pressed her large breasts against his abs and shivered, wrapping her arms around the back of his waist. Although those cute eyes were yellow, it was a different shade compared to his golden irises. They were closer to the color of her own skin.

“I like virgins. I like being able to ‘deflower’ you, mentally and physically. And dominate your bodies and minds… It’s also a lot safer from space AIDS or whatever fucking horrifying STDs might be floating around out there.”

“I don’t know what AIDS means, but Master, I promise I don’t have any diseases and I’ve never been… Umm… Deflowered before…” She looked up and blushed a little blue on those yellow cheeks, “But… I did, uh, they put us through training…”

“Have you ever actually sucked a dick?” Asmodeus asked, though he could already see flashes of memories in her mind… Mostly of the other girls she watched. There were some other surface scenes of sucking on her own Lekku, or other girls… There was also one where she was licking pussies. Giving massages to a Hutt… Being licked. But then he saw some images buried in the back of her mind. Something she tried to hide…

“Don’t worry, you’re mine now. I don’t care if you played with some little boys when you were a kid. I’m not ‘that’ picky.”

“Master… You saw that… How much…” Nulii looked like she was going to cry again, looking up at him with watery eyes. Though no tears actually came out this time. Eventually she whispered, “That… Those were my brothers. And my cousins. We used to practice the things we saw our parents do… But we never had sex, I promise!”

“I believe you.”

He really didn’t care that much either way. The main issue was that he had to come up with some kind of ‘standards’ or he’d just end up collecting way too many slaves to possibly take care of!

“Thank you, Master! I promise I’ll be your favorite slave!”

“Then you’ll have a lot of competition.” Asmodeus shook his head and smirked, “I already have three slaves and I love them a lot.”

“I’ll work hard!” Nulii smiled up at him and slid down a bit. Even though their bodies weren’t wet, they were still being ‘vibrated’ by the noisy Sonic Shower. Soon she was squatting down with her legs spread and wrapping her Lekku around the back of his waist, while her hands pressed her huge breasts together around his cock.

“Can any of your other slaves do this, Master?”

“Now that you mention it, not really… Well, maybe, but not as effectively.” Asmodeus thought about Shmi and Eldra, who had decent sized tits. Just not really big enough for such a thorough titjob, though he also never really cared about breasts all that much.

“Use your tongue.”

“Yes, Master.” While moving up and down, she also stuck out her tongue to lick the tip. The saliva and precum was shaken by the sonic shower until it fell off into the drain, making the situation a little awkward with the absence of various juices…

“This is why I hate sonic showers.” Asmodeus sighed and rubbed her head, “Over here.”

The shower was turned off and then he laid her down on the cold, hard, white tile floor nearby. Kneeling over her tiny body, he pressed his cock up against her sternum and was rubbed by those big breasts. Nulii had to add a lot of spit as lube, but it worked out.

“Lala, how long are you gonna wear those dirty clothes? You think I can’t see what you’re hiding?”

“Master… I’m sorry… I just-”

“Take your clothes off.”

“Y-yes…” Lala trembled and removed her tight leathery shirt, revealing those surprisingly large blue breasts. Then she hesitated again, to the point where Asmodeus reached out and used the Force to yank her skinny pants down to her ankles. There was something sticking out from between her legs. A small silver ‘cup’. He reached out and pulled the girl towards him as she whimpered.

“Don’t be afraid. I know you aren’t trying to assassinate me. Hell, we’ve all tried ‘hiding’ a lightsaber before, right?”

His left hand grabbed her skinny waist and the right spread her lips a bit. He shoved his fingers inside and pulled down a little, but she moaned in pain and pleasure. After all, this particular lightsaber had a lot of protruding buttons and it was a whole foot long!

“I’m amazed you were able to fit the whole damn thing inside though.” Asmodeus moved her over above the other girl’s head with her legs spread wide, then squeezed that left ass cheek and shoved his fingers deeper inside. Trying to get a better, safer grasp on the end of the lightsaber, wiggling it around to get it loose. He was worried the blade might turn on suddenly and not only chop his hand off, but probably his dick, then the girl sucking him off likely wouldn’t be any safer.

Nulii looked up at that pained blue face with a smirk, then started working harder to pleasure her Master’s cock. Completely unaware of the danger she was facing at that moment.

“I’m sorry, M-Master~! Aaaah~!” Clear liquid sprayed onto Deus’ face and arm, not to mention down below. However, that extra lube was what it took to finally pull that lightsaber free from the clutches of her aching pussy!

“Phew~! For future reference, if you wanna hide a lightsaber, make sure to pick a smaller one. Ass or pussy are about the same, but just make sure you don’t have any buttons on the outside that can easily eviscerate yourself or others.”

He casually tossed the slimy, sticky shaft over onto the sonic sink, next to the other dirty lightsabers. Then he caught the girl before she could smash her filthy ass onto the terrified little yellow face.below.

“Go take a sonic shower and make sure to clean yourself out properly. My slaves should be prepared for anal at all times.”

“Y-yes… Master…” Lala was a little humiliated, afraid and ashamed, but she quickly accepted her face. It was honestly a miracle that she managed to maintain her chastity for such a long time in the first place. She didn’t really think about how or why it was possible… She couldn’t remember that far back.

As she was washing herself off in the Sonic Shower, those gray eyes watched as her new Master sprayed his hot white seed all over Nulii’s face. Lala couldn’t help biting her lower lip as she fondled her own breasts with her spotted Lekku. She reached down and rubbed inside of her stretched out pussy with her slender blue fingers.

Asmodeus got up and came back over to the shower next to her, while the yellow girl took a sonic shower on her other side. Unlike real water, the sonics didn’t really work that well with two people sharing the same ‘stream’. No, perhaps even regular showers are the same way.

“Unless you two have any special skills, you’ll be my second and third Dancers from now on… The job is actually really easy. Don’t feel too stressed out. Just learn from Ra, I guess. It really doesn’t matter that much. Even I’m just a glorified holoporn star. If you’re worried about revealing your face, you can wear a mask.”

“No, Master! I want everyone to know I’m your slave!” Nulii giggled and reached out to hold his hand, still savoring some of his cum in her pink mouth.

“I…” For a moment, Lala hesitated. Then she thought back to that man’s face… Maybe, this could ‘hurt’ him?

“Master, I don’t mind showing my face. I’m your slave, it’s not my choice what you do to my body…”

“Hmmm, I’ll leave it up to Shmi. She might be a slave, but she’s also my Apprentice, so her ranking is above yours… Just be careful not to piss her off.”

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Chapter 133: Birthday

On the front page of the Holonet Site was a trailer for the newest video. It was actually much easier and more profitable to make videos, rather than Holonovels, so Schutta Shmi didn’t update new chapters that much lately. Especially since she also had a lot of other things to deal with.

“Gotta be fucking kidding me! Fuck it! I don’t need a goddamn space suit! I’m Darth Asmodeus! Fuuuuuck~!”

The camera followed the crazy naked man as he jumped out of the airlock into space! His body flew across swiftly and he ignited his crimson blade, deflecting some smaller lasers and blaster bolts that he couldn’t avoid in time! Then his body smacked up against the windshield, with his dick pressed against the cold glass… At least for a moment before he hacked, slashed and Forced his way through!

“Hahahah~! Come on~! Don’t run, you cute little pirates~!”

Then he went on a rampage, completely unhindered by the dozens of enemies that tried to stop him. Even when they begged for mercy or tried to flee, he still cut them down, deep fried them with purple lightning or ripped them in half with the Force. It was truly brutal and mostly unnecessary. However, this was the kind of shit people liked to see!

Then he finally came to the cargo bay area, where a bunch of crates were piled around. It was where he found two cute, terrified little Twi’lek girls… The scene cut away before showing their faces though, only their bodies and Lekku.

“You’re my slaves now, hahaha~!”

It cut to the pirate ship being destroyed and the Voracity looming menacingly in the distance.

[If you want to watch the full Holovid Series, you need to log in or make an account.]

“Frak!”

The handsome man with dark skin and a golden line across his nose/cheeks cursed, but he still had to go through with it. After all, that girl looked so similar… He needed to see her face to make sure!

[New Video Out Now!]

Almost as soon as he logged in for the first time, he saw a big notification pop up on the holographic screen. So he decided to check it out… And of course it cost money. But not much. Less than a Credit.

“This is the Captain’s Quarters, where you’ll live and ‘work’ from now on. However, today is a special holiday onboard the Voracity.”

The sexy young human woman wore a red and gold slave outfit as she walked in front of the two new girls. The scene was holographic, so Quinlan turned the projector around, but unfortunately both Twi’leks had black masquerade masks covering part of their faces. He focused on the blue girl, looking at her long, straight nose and thick dark-blue lips. Even the gray eyes were the same, but just in case, he tried to hold out hope that he was wrong.

“Holiday?” ‘Lala’ asked curiously.

“Yes, it’s Master Asmodeus’ tenth birthday.”

“What?!”

“How?!”

Both Lala and Nulii were shocked. They were wearing similar slave outfits, but Lala’s was silver and white, while Nulii’s was black metal with transparent golden cloth that blended with her skin tone to add some ‘camouflage’.

“Master doesn’t actually know how old he is exactly. But that doesn’t matter. The important thing is that you two are lucky enough to celebrate his birthday with us now. The Force clearly loves you both.”

“Yes, Mistress Shmi.” Nulii grinned, while Lala seemed a little scared.

Inside the room was a huge bed, large enough for at least ten humans to fit around comfortably. In fact, there was a ‘tiny’ little green-skinned Rodian girl laying on a pile of colorful, fluffy pillows. Ra was sleeping comfortably, revealing her skinny naked body without any shame. There were actually multiple blankets laying around the giant bed, just like the myriad of messy pillows.

“This is Ra. She’s getting some rest before the big event. I suggest that the two of you do the same. Make sure you’re ready for anything. I have something special I’ve been preparing for a long time, but now I think we can finally do it… Hmmm, I know it’s against the Rule of Three, but there are always exceptions to every rule, right Master?”

The two of them looked back, but no one was there. Eventually the two anxious Twi’lek girls ate a delicious meal together, went to the bathroom and laid down on the giant bed to sleep. Far apart from each other. Nulii was already snoring loudly with her mouth open, while Lala’s gray eyes just stared up at the floating ring of giant Krayt Dragon Pearls near the ceiling… She couldn’t remember her life before, but she did know that those pearls were extremely expensive!

“Phew~!” She finally fell asleep with that mask still covering half of her pretty face. When she opened her eyes again, the scenery had change completely!

She looked up and saw a beautiful blue face. The Rutian girl’s skin was a bit darker, her nose was smaller and her eyes were azure. More importantly, there was a wicked smirk on those dark lips!

“I remember you, ‘Lala’, heheheh~!” Eldra grinned, her Lekku were wrapped up in silver chains that were connected up above them, just like the collar around her neck. Her wrists were shackled and pulled off to the sides, but she wasn’t completely suspended. Most of her body was pressing down on Lala, making it a little hard for her to breathe.

“What’s happening? Where am I? Who are you?”

“We’re at a ‘birthday party’, hahaha~! Isn’t it obvious? Look around!”

The girl’s hands were shackled together behind Eldra's back, while both of their lower bodies were impossible to see from that angle. It felt like something tight was around her waist. She looked over to the right and saw Nulii laying on her back, with those big breasts flattened a bit and trying to ‘escape’ off to the sides. She wasn’t tied up or shackled at all, just laying on a small bed with her arms dangling down off the sides. The girl’s mouth was still open and she never really stopped snoring loudly.

Turning to the left, she saw that human woman, Shmi. Laying on her stomach against the hard metal bed, she had a blindfold covering her eyes and a red ball-gag in her mouth. Those fairly strong arms were tied behind her back with rope, while her waist was also ‘cut-off’ by the metal wall.

“Just relax, Child.” A calm, soothing and feminine voice came from beyond Shmi. It was that same ‘Jedi’ she saw before. The bluish-gray skinned woman wasn’t restrained. She was laying face down on a significantly longer bed to fit her strange form. She wasn’t even topless. Wearing a comfortable black t-shirt, she was laying with those long arms dangling down and her face in a special ‘hole’ which allowed her to keep reading the Datapad down there.

“The Service Wall is a very practical breeding practice among my people. You will be fine.”

“Ser-Service Wall?!”

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Quinlan grit his teeth and paid some more money. Feeling the Dark Side scratching at the back of his mind and soul…

“Frak!”

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Chapter 134: Service Wall
“Yes~!”

Asmodeus grinned as he walked into the special ‘Birthday Room’ that Shmi set up. It actually wasn’t even his birthday. He had no idea what day he was born. But it made for a better plot that this was some kind of special event, rather than just holoporn.

“Shmi, I love you so much.”

The scene before him was just a wall partitioning the relatively small room. However, across that wall from left to right were his ‘Master’ and all his slaves. In his original world, this was called a ‘Glory Wall’. Usually there would be dozens of men who had to share a few holes, but there were no lines or other bastards here to get in his way.

He walked over to the left side first. That big gray ass reached a little above his waist. Those long blue-gray legs and digitigrade feet made her pelvis a bit higher than his, but not as much as he expected. Those cheeks were spread open to reveal that perfectly symmetrical Kaminoan anus. It protruded slightly and had exactly 24 ring-like wrinkles. Down below was a puffy, slit-like pussy with a clit that hid a little inside of the flesh. He spread it out to reveal the surprisingly pink flesh inside!

“Master, I’ll give you the honor of going first.”

Of course, he also might have wanted a little ‘revenge’ for all the times she came first and left him hanging. Now that she was here, he wouldn’t allow her to get away so easily!

He stood on his toes and grabbed her left cheek roughly, pressing his thumb against that puffy asshole. Then he shoved his cock inside of her flaring pussy roughly. It only took a minute or two of heavy hammering before her toes curled up and he could hear her complaining through the not-so-soundproof metal wall: “Stop. Enough! I’m done! Deus!”

“Not yet!” Asmodeus snickered and gripped her ass even harder as the metal creaked around her skinny waist! Those legs kicked and struggled a bit, as he felt actual resistance through the Force. But she was far too sensitive and in such a bad state that he was able to suppress her for a while! Then she spasmed violently again and gave up resistance, as he came deep inside of her Kaminoan cunt!

“Asmodeus!” This time he was actually pushed backwards and flew across the room, smacking into the metal wall and leaving a small dent!

“Go play with your slaves. I’m done. For now.”

“Sorry, Master.” Asmodeus smiled wryly and actually did feel a little guilty, but only for a moment. Because he remembered all the times she played with him again and really wanted to fill that perfect asshole next…

“Mmmf~!” Then he heard a loud moaning cry coming from the next girl in line. That tan human ass was always covered in scars and welts, no matter how many times they were healed. There were words painted in black, with arrows pointing towards her slightly hairy asshole and extremely hairy pussy. Those toes could barely reach the ground because her ass was lifted to his perfect ‘breeding height’.

“Shmi… I know you’re in your forties now, but I still want you to help me repopulate my Species.”

“Mmmmmf~!” She screamed from the other side in excitement as he rubbed his slimy cock from her coccyx down to her clit. With his dick covered in Kaminoan and Sith cum, he thrust deep into her pussy immediately! She curled her toes and squealed in pleasure as he slammed up against her cervix with every thrust!

Shmi actually started crying as he came deep inside of her womb, but it wasn’t over yet. He pulled out and thrust into that winking asshole, being just as ferocious as before! Once he came inside again, he switched back to the other hole and kept going…

“You look scared.” On the other side, those two blue Twi’leks were facing each other. Eldra grinned as she saw the fear in those confused gray eyes.

“Why are you afraid? You’re a slave now. Just like me, ‘Lala’. Heheh~!”

“I… I don’t know. It just feels wrong. I don’t know why?” Lala looked over at the crying human woman who had her hands tied behind her back. There was still a black blindfold blocking half of her face, so she couldn’t actually see any tears, but she could definitely hear and ‘feel’ it.

“Why is she so sad? Doesn’t she love her Master?”

“Of course she loves her Master and she loves his cock, but she misses her son.” Eldra smiled wryly and spoke quiet enough that it wouldn’t be picked up over those whimpering screams or the sound of slapping, smacking, et cetera. After all, Schutta Shmi has a ‘Daughter’, not a son.

“Her son is a Jedi… She hasn’t seen him in about a year now. He’s ten.”

“Isn’t that, Master’s…”

“It’s not really Deus’ birthday. He’s really probably ten, but it’s not his birthday. Or maybe it is, but nobody really knows.”

“I see… That’s so sad. To be separated from your family…” Lala gritted her teeth and thought back to her kind uncle… Then she felt the guilt for accidentally pushing him to his death while trying to save his life.

“Yeah… Assuming you don’t wanna kill your family.”

“What?!” Lala screamed and looked up at that angry face, “I didn’t… Why would I want that?”

“I’m not talking about you. I’m talking about ‘me’. I want them to die…” Eldra grit her teeth and her blue eyes looked like they were about to turn yellowish, “I never used to think about it much… When I was a Jedi, I was so self-centered and callus that I never really cared. Now I can’t help but think… I was just a ‘product’ that they produced and sold in batches. A pet or livestock. My parents deserve to die, but what about my sisters? Brothers? I don’t even know their names or faces. I don’t even know my own real name or whether they even bothered to give me one.”

“My uncle wasn’t like that… He was kind to me. He would… He never made me service him or his clients like the other girls. I told him it was fine, but he refused. I wasn’t a slave, I was like a daughter…”

“Hahaha~!” Eldra grinned and those glowing yellow eyes glared down at the frightened girl, “Bantha Poodoo! I know you… I remember you from the Temple. We didn’t talk much, but I know you’re a frakking Jedi!”

“I’m not! I’m not a Jedi! I’m just a Dancer!”

“Huh, then where did you get that lightsaber from? You got frakked by a Jedi Droid and gave birth to it?!”

“I’m just a Dancer! It was… That man, who killed my uncle! He gave it to me… He said…”

“Let me guess. He tried to remind you of your past? Repressed memories? Don’t worry. We remember a lot more than we think. No matter how hard you try to forget, your Lekku still know who you really are…”

“I know who I am! I’m…” She hyperventilated a bit and looked around anxiously, seeing the cameras in various places, then she bit her teeth and started crying. The Rodian girl on the other side of the snoring yellow Twi’lek was squealing loudly in a high pitched voice.

“I’m just… Lala. I’m just a slave. Like you.”

“No, you’re not like me. Not yet.” Eldra grimaced as those chains dug deep into her Lekku, but she still forced her face forward a bit more. Then she glared into those gray eyes behind the mask and whispered, “You’ll be like me soon though… Aayla.”

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Chapter 135: Newly
Asmodeus squeezed those scaly green cheeks hard enough to leave a bruise and came deep inside her pussy. She didn’t really have a womb, but there was something similar to a cervix at the end of her vagina and it was constantly quivering. Then it got bigger! The tip of his dick went inside and hit something squishy and when he pulled out, a bunch of slimy green eggs splattered all over the wall, onto the ground. They were obviously unfertilized, unfortunately. So it didn’t really matter that much.

“Next… Nulii, my newly appointed sex slave. I’m gonna enjoy making you beg for mercy!”

“Hahahaha~! Newly! Hahahaha~! I get it now!” Kina’s loud laughter somewhat ruined the suspense…

“Uh, Shmi, maybe you should edit that part out?”

Asmodeus got back into character again and grinned ‘evilly’ once the laughing stopped. Unlike the others, Nulii’s big yellow ass was hanging down. Not resting on anything in particular. Instead, her legs were spread apart and her ankles were chained up high on the wall. Not pressed up against the wall, but allowing them to dangle a little bit away.

“Are you afraid, Nulii? Don’t worry… It’ll only hurt in the beginning.”

He rubbed his dick against her pink clit and noticed her twitching, then he rubbed down those lips, spreading them apart with his slimy tip. Finally he landed on that cute, slit-like pink butthole between those relatively huge cheeks.

“Let’s start here first.”

“Mmmn…” A soft moaning came from the other side as he easily slid in and out of that tight hole. Not long after that, he painted her pink rectum white and pulled out. Watching the cum drool down, along with some leftover green juices from Ra’s pussy earlier. At least he hoped that was the case. Well, he didn’t smell anything ‘bad’, so Asmodeus quickly tried not to think about it.

“Hmmmnnn~!” The voice on the other side was a bit louder when his cock entered those pink lips slowly. Then he got faster and she moaned periodically, but there was also… Snoring?

“Wait a second, are you asleep?”

“Mmmn…”

Asmodeus looked down at her pink pussy again and sighed dramatically. On the other side, that cute girl had her mouth open and breathed a little more rapidly, but still didn’t wake up… Even as her whole body rocked around, her giant tits rolling like waves, she still didn’t awaken. At most, her Lekku subconsciously started coiling around her breasts while those arms kept swaying down below.

“Why does this kinda turn me on more?”

Probably because it was wrong? Then again, she was his slave and he was a crazy Sith Pureblood Dark Side Force User with an ambiguous sense of morality. Fucking Nulii when she was unconscious was pretty low on the list of dubious shit he’s done.

“I hope… Well, it’s better not to think about it.”

He was a little worried about the possibility that she had actually been abused like this for years without even knowing. Instead he chalked it up to her being so exhausted and stressed out, finally feeling ‘safe’ for the first time in years. So safe that even when her holes were being ravaged, she didn’t wake up until the end.

“Wait, Master?” Those yellow eyes blinked and looked around in confusion. Then she realized that her body was being shaken, and she felt an incredible sensation coming from below!

“Aaaah~! Master~! Mmmmn~!”

Finally getting the response he wanted, Asmodeus used the Force to spray his cum past her cervix and into her womb directly! He didn’t know whether she could get pregnant or not, but he still enjoyed the challenge.

“Master~! More~! Please, more~!”

“No more for you!” Asmodeus complained, “I’ve been fucking you for thirty minutes now! It’s Eldra’s turn!”

“Huh… Uh… Sorry, Master…”

Finally, the center of the room. The most important piece of art! The Grand Finale! The part that was locked behind another paywall!

Aayla’s legs were also high up in the air, shackled to the wall. On the other hand, Eldra didn’t have any legs, but there was a hook-shaped metal buttplug connected to a chain that was holding her up a bit. Only a little bit though. Both of their bladders were basically pressing up against each other. Their pubic bones and clits were slightly touching.

“You both look so eerily similar. I wonder if you’re actually sisters?”

“Frak you!” Eldra shouted from the other side and he spanked her ass, causing that hook to dig deeper inside!

“What’re you waiting for?! Do it!”

“Don’t order me, Apprentice. I’m the Master here.”

Asmodeus snickered and rubbed his tip up against those pierced lips. Those durasteel rings on her labias jingled and the piercing on her clit was like a smooth round metal bead. Eldra laughed as she watched Aayla crying and pursing her lips, sniffling from time to time.

“You’re as juicy as ever, my little Jedi Schutta.”

“Just frak me already! I gotta piss!”

“Hahaha~! I’ll make sure to be rougher then!”

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Chapter 136: Aayla

“Aaah~! Fraaaak~! Mmmmmn~! Maassster~!”

“Mmmmn~!”

Aayla sniffled as her body constantly shook. She could feel his balls slapping against her vulva and her clit kept being rubbed by that metal piercing. She wanted to escape, she wanted to run away, she kept thinking… Remembering that handsome man who tried to ‘save’ her… She couldn’t help thinking about him. As if they’d known each other for a long time.

He said she was his Padawan. That they grew up together. That her uncle actually drugged them and they lost their memory… She didn’t want to believe it, but she felt like it was true.

“Am I… A Jedi?”

“Yes! Hahaha~! Mmmmmn~! Yes! Frak me harder, Master!”

Aayla started seeing a strange vision. That man with the green lightsaber, the one who tortured her uncle. She saw him fighting some strange ‘human’ women. Being captured and… Abused. Whipped, electrocuted, tortured… Sometimes the women would take turns raping the men nearby, but he somehow managed to escape that fate. Of course, he was still watching and, jerking off in the shadows.

“Master?” That word did ‘ring a bell’, obviously she heard it countless times, but she never said it to her Uncle. It was that man. He was her Master, her friend, her mentor… Maybe something more, but they would never allow themselves to go that extra step.

“No, I can’t… I can’t do this, I’m a Jedi… This is… This is wrong!”

“Hahaha~! It’s too late!” Eldra’s eyes slowly returned back to the blue from before, but her gloating expression was still the same. On the other hand, both Shmi and Nulii were looking over at Aayla with envy and jealousy.

“I can feel the Darkness in you! You’re so much weaker than I was! So much weaker than I am now!”

“I’m not weak! I’m not-Ahh~!” Aayla suddenly felt a sharp, tearing pain! She clenched her fists that were shackled behind Eldra’s back and tried to use the Force, but she couldn’t remember how! There were only vague flashes of memories in her drug-addled mind…

“He’s inside you now. I can feel his cock pressing against my womb through yours.” Eldra pulled downward and a bit of blue blood dripped down from her Lekku, across her cheek, down her cute nose and onto Aayla’s lips. Those eyes started changing again, but not yellow and red… This time they were deep, dark purple.

“I hope you can get pregnant. I’m gonna steal your baby and raise it inside of my barren womb. If it’s a boy, I’ll send him back to the Jedi. Then when he comes of age… Heh-heh~! I’ll give him a Service Wall of his own as a birthday present! And you’ll be the centerpiece again!”

“You’re… Mmmn~! You’re insane!” Aayla screamed as she moved her face back, afraid of being bitten by the lunatic. Meanwhile, that cock was thrusting in and out of her at a rapid pace! She started seeing swirling, chaotic visions… War, chaos, hellish nightmares!

“If your child is a girl, then I’ll raise her as my Apprentice. Teach her everything I know and everything I wish I’d known…” Eldra smiled gently, which looked even creepier, “One day I’ll defeat Deus. Then I’ll be the Master. I’ll lock him in a box with two holes. When she comes of age, the two of us will have fun raping her father all day and night. No, not just the three of us… Maybe by then, Deus will have many other children… Won’t it be fun to corrupt them all?”

“Eldra, I think you’re taking this roleplay a little too far…” Asmodeus muttered as he pulled out of Aayla’s deflowered pussy and thrust back inside of that piercing-covered cunt. He gripped her thigh nubs roughly and dug his black nails into them as she screamed in pain.

“Even if you go to the Dark Side, you still have to have ‘some’ morals. For fuck’s sake…”

The Pureblood Sith said as he violently ravaged the Dark Jedi until she started crying and snapped out of her perverted delusions. Then he thrust back inside of Aayla’s pussy and ejaculated a few times, before sliding into her tight blue asshole and cumming once more.

“Now… It’s your turn again, ‘Master’.” Asmodeus snickered and slapped Shmi’s ass as he passed by, finally returning to the start.

“Deus…” Kina sighed, “You can act, but never forget that you’re just acting.”

“For the best actors, you can never really tell if they’re acting or not.”

Asmodeus spat on her perfect 24 ringed asshole and stood on his toes as he violently thrust inside!

“I don’t like anal.” The Jedi Master grumbled, “It’s messy and doesn’t do anything for me.”

“That’s why I’m starting there first! Otherwise you’ll cum too fast and wanna stop!”

“You know I’m going to be training you a lot harder from now on.” Kina chuckled, the pressure in her ass didn’t feel bad. It just couldn’t get her off. Fortunately, Asmodeus didn’t go too far. He just got himself to the edge and then thrust into her pussy as he came! Then he kept going for a few minutes until she also was able to get off for the second time today. Which was very rare.

“Master! I want more~!” Nulii shouted from behind the wall.

“Please, Master~! Use me again~!” Then Ra also shouted.

“Mmmmmf~!” Shmi’s ass wiggled around impatiently, still having lots of cum drooling out of both holes and getting stuck in the brown hair.

“I don’t think this schutta is pregnant yet! Come frak her again!” Eldra shouted as bluish-yellow liquid sprayed out a few feet from her pussy. A lot of it poured down all over Aayla as she squirmed.

“Please! Stop! I can’t have a child! I’m a Jedi!”

“I’ve already had one kid with a cute Twi’lek Jedi. But I’m willing to try for another, hahaha~!”

Even though he said that, Asmodeus still decided to do things in order again. It was going to be a long ‘Birthday Party’. He wouldn’t be satisfied until… The Holoporn was over.

“Frak!” Quinlan saw yet another paywall and felt so angry that the shuttle shook violently.

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Chapter 137: Quinlan Vos

“Instead of taking me to Coruscant as a prisoner, perhaps the two of us should go save your little mate?”

A beautiful young human woman with red eyes and long red hair was wearing a purple cloak with her hands cuffed together by glowing blue shackles. She was actually sitting in the chair behind him the entire time. After all, the shuttle was very small and basically only the cockpit had room for people to stay.

“We have no idea where they are… No, even if we did, why would I trust ‘you’ to help me rescue Aayla?”

“Hmmm, that’s true. This ‘Pureblood Sith’ is so tempting. Perhaps I would sooner join him instead? Hahaha~! I’m merely jesting. Now that my mother is dead, if I return with this Sith man as my breeding slave, I could easily take her place! Even the other tribes would be willing to put aside their differences to obtain his Dark Seed from ‘me’ as their new leader!”

Quinlan was silent for a while as he went through some other holovids on the website. Not looking for porn, but looking for actual fighting and combat scenes! Ironically, those violent, gory and sexy fight scenes were actually just as popular than the purely sexual ones! After all, there were plenty of ‘new’ imitators or shitty recordings that have been handed down for ages, but true Jedi vs Sith combat is very difficult to find in such ‘fidelity’ now days. This is the era shortly before the Clone Wars, otherwise the market would probably be completely flooded already.

“Look. Although this man is clearly a childish fool, that raw power and Dark Side energy aren’t a lie!”

“I can see that.” Vos sighed as he looked back towards the sexy woman who nearly killed him and also saved him multiple times, “Ros… Even if we can find them, how can the two of us defeat them and rescue Aayla?”

“And capture this ‘Asmodeus’ boy.” Ros Lai licked her gray lips and smirked, “Didn’t you hear what he said? He has very strict criteria for choosing his slaves…”

“You expect me to believe that you’re a virgin?” His doubt was palpable.

“I’ve been pretending to be a hideous old woman for all this time!” She rolled her red eyes and grumbled, “I endured the endless bullying and humiliation from my evil sisters, even my own mother was a wretched old rancor! But I kept hiding, waiting for my chance to get revenge… And thanks to you, I succeeded. I suppose you could say that I owe you a favor.”

“Even if I don’t bring you back with me, the Council won’t care. I don’t really care either. If you think you can seduce and manipulate that man, then that’s fine with me. I only want to save Aayla.”

Vos scowled and turned back to the projector, looking through the videos and seething. Watching how Anakin’s mother was abused and broken. Then Eldra Kaitis. That innocent Rodian girl didn’t even understand how cruel her Master was… There were no other scenes of that strange woman from the ‘Service Wall’, but from one of the chapters of Schutta Shmi, he found some references to a ‘Jedi Master’ who dominated Asmodeus. Leaving Eldra and Shmi to endure his pent up frustration.

“They’re almost as sick and twisted as ‘your’ people.”

“Hmph~! They’re amateurs at best. They’ve only touched the Dark Side. We were born into it. Trust me, Quinlan… I have plenty of experience when it comes to ‘acting’. I know what he wants, what he craves… And when I give it to him, he’ll be ‘mine’. His slaves will become my servants and that strange Jedi Master will fall like the rest.”

Vos scanned the information silently for a while, eventually finding something important. They were out of Hypermatter, but even if they managed to scavenge some from those pirates, they would still need to find a place nearby to purchase more. Most likely a spaceport or space station.

“They started on Tatooine… They intercepted pirates coming form Ryloth…”

‘Tieos.’

“Tieos?” He looked back at the woman that was frowning, “Why Tieos?”

“I didn’t say anything about Tieos… You think they’re on Tieos?”

‘Hurry.’ The soft voice whispered into his mind again and he opened the star map, quickly plotting a course to the distant agriworld.

“It will take us weeks to reach Tieos!” Ros shouted anxiously, “What makes you think they’ll still be there by the time we arrive?!”

“The Force is guiding me to Tieos. Whether they’re there or not… That’s where we need to be.”

“Just make sure you have enough fuel, or we’ll end up like those buffoons!”

“It’s not my first time traveling across the Galaxy. I would never make such a rookie mistake.”

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Chapter 138: Delivery

“Master… We don’t have enough Hypermatter. We’ll have to hire a Hypermatter Delivery Service.” Shmi sighed and shook her head.

“Wait, so you’re telling me that we can just ‘order’ Hypermatter and have it delivered to us anywhere?” Asmodeus asked, sitting in the purple sofa-chair.

“Not ‘anywhere’, Master. But… As long as we’re not too far from the Hyperlane, the prices aren’t that expensive. It’s still much cheaper to simply stop at a space station though.”

“Shmi… My sweet, adorable little slave-mom…” Asmodeus facepalmed. Then Nulii started rubbing his right shoulder, while Ra massaged the left.

“Do you have any idea how much money we could’ve made if I spent that time salvaging shit from that pirate ship instead of destroying the Hyperdrive?”

“You’re the dumb-frak that charged over naked through space to show off!” Eldra cursed while jumping around with her robotic legs, dodging training blasters fired from hundreds of tiny droids around the room! She used a blue and an orange lightsaber, deflecting most of them, but her naked body still got hit from time to time. Causing a bit of pain, but mostly just humiliation for failing!

Kina was in the Captain’s Quarters behind the Main Bridge, sleeping on the giant bed. Sarry has also been sleeping a lot lately. Unfortunately she gets ‘space sick’. Even though there’s gravity and she can’t feel any movement theoretically, she has other senses that can feel things. Plus Force Sensitivity that probably plays a role. It’s most likely a Hyperspace issue though.

“Master, although it’s true that we could have made a lot of Credits…” Shmi smiled wryly and shook her head, “Your safety is far more important than any amount of Credits. I think things worked out for the best… Also, our income has increased again. I’m honestly amazed… Now we’ve made 20k Credits and 6k Peggats this month!”

“Holy shit!” Not just Asmodeus, everyone was surprised by those numbers! Obviously that didn’t include the expenses like ship payments, fuel, food, et cetera, but still… That’s just the money they made from a ‘personal’ holoporn site! They weren’t even some big-name Holoporn ‘hub’. They haven’t even been around for very long.

“Is that after the Service Wall video went up?”

“Master… I haven’t even cleared through the backlog of other videos and content. It’s going to be a long time before the Service Wall episode. Maybe enough time for me to write a volume of Schutta Shmi…”

“Hahaha~! Imagine how much more we could make if we revealed that there was another Jedi Slave on board?!” Eldra cackled and then screamed as she was knocked from the air by dozens of taser-like blasts, then continuously shot for a few seconds before they finally stopped.

“Please! Master! Please don’t tell anyone!” Aayla coughed a few times and looked up at him with those teary gray eyes, “I can’t… I can’t go back now. Not after what I’ve done. I’m afraid that once my Master… My former Master will definitely come after us if he finds out I’m with you… I don’t want either of you to get hurt because of me. Not again.”

Those hands were cuffed to her ankles behind her ass as she kneeled in front of her new Master. Those sensitive Lekku were massaging his testicles and shaft, while she licked and sucked on the head.

“How dare you tell our Master what to do?!” Shmi pressed that smooth light-blue head down with her left foot! Revealing her furry brown muff beneath her short gray tunic, “Master Asmodeus will decide if and when you reveal your identity!”

“Hahahaha~!” Eldra cackled and Nulii giggled on the side, trying to massage harder, but those muscles were just way too dense and powerful.

“So lucky…” Ra sighed, “Master, can I go next?”

“Sure, Sweetie.” He replied.

“Yay~!” The Rodian girl cheered loudly in his ear.

“Frak…” Nulii cursed on the other side and pouted, “Master… Wouldn’t you like both of us at the same time?”

“I only have one dick.” Asmodeus rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the girl who looked like she might puke on his cock at any moment, “Anyway, it’s not a big deal. Aayla can maintain her secret identity as long as she wants. No matter whether she stays with us or eventually returns to the Jedi, she’ll always be my Slave. Right?”

“*Cough~!* Haah, haaah, ugh… Yes… Yes, Master. I’ll always be your Slave.” Aayla sniffled and choked as Shmi climbed over her head and sat down on her Master’s lap. She looked at the cock that was pulsating inside that hairy human pussy and then started licking Shmi’s asshole reluctantly. Not that there was anything ‘dirty’ about it, but just that she hated the feeling of getting hairs stuck to her tongue occasionally. Especially if she couldn’t even use her hands to pull them out.

“Mmmmn~! Just order the Hypermatter then.” The ‘Captain’ snickered, cumming deep into her pussy. Those Lekku were still coiling around his cock and balls.

“I already did, Master. It should be here in a few hours. We don’t even need to do anything. The Droids on both sides can handle the rest.” Shmi giggled and kissed his neck while moaning.

“That’s so fucking awesome.” Asmodeus looked out at the starry void beyond her head and grinned, “I love my life!”

“I’d love your life too, ‘Master’.” The purple-eyed Eldra walked over a little unsteadily and groaned. Those legs were easily detached and she casually floated down into his left arm, “Nulii! Come serve me!”

“Yes, Mistress…” Nulii pouted, but she still walked over and knelt down next to Aayla, using her hands, Lekku and mouth to satisfy all of the legless schutta’s most sensitive areas to the best of her ability.

“Master, what about the Rule of Three?” Shmi asked worriedly, watching as Ra sat down on Asmodeus’ other side.

He used his fingers to play with her asshole a bit as he explained, “The Rule of Three isn’t absolute. It all depends on the situation. Besides, we aren’t recording or writing porn. We’re just fucking around. What’s the big deal?”

Shmi smiled wryly, “But Master, as per your orders, I always record everything, all the time. That way we never miss any useful or valuable content. That’s part of the reason why our sales volume has increased so much.”

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Chapter 139: Chaotic Lightsaber Training

*Tshh~!*

*Tshaah~!*

*Raask~!*

*Roaaah~!*

*Tsststststtstst~!*

In the huge open space large enough for multiple Sarlaccs to snooze side-by-side, a chaotic battle was underway! Kina used a single long blue lightsaber to rapidly parry those other blades! Asmodeus was only using his white-hilted black Dragon Pearl saber, same with Eldra and her orange lightsaber. Shmi used a yellow in each hand, which was what she preferred over the combined staff form most of the time. Then there was Aayla who wielded her blue lightsaber a little awkwardly, still recovering from what was essentially drug-induced brain damage and amnesia.

Rather than their usual nudist antics, they were all dressed like Jedi and Sith. Asmodeus wore only black pants, without a shirt or shoes. Shmi had on some gray cloth holding her breasts in place with her belly exposed, and she was wearing gray tights that bulged a bit in front from the fluffy bush underneath. Eldra wore a black cloak, with a black leather one-piece outfit that didn’t cover her hips or above her chest. Kina just wore a simple leather jacket which revealed her long, slender abdomen, along with black tights that covered her long legs. Aayla was wearing what was essentially just a gray sports bra and short-shorts.

Their lightsabers moved so quickly that the two naked girls in the distance could barely keep track of what was happening! Ra had a cute black hilt with purple sparkles on it, with a teal Krayt Dragon Pearl for a Kyber Crystal. Nulii was just using her Master’s spare ‘ass saber’, which had a small and smooth silver hilt, with a pure white blade. Ironic considering where he likes to hide it…

“You rely on Force powers far too much. When you face a powerful Master or multiple weaker Masters, the Force will often become extremely chaotic.” Kina casually pushed the rest of them back with a wave of her free left hand and then clashed against Asmodeus again. The two of them were only using one hand though.

“Remember. The Force might ‘love’ you, but it often has trouble choosing. Sometimes it will intentionally ignore our childish squabbles completely. Leaving us helpless in our times of greatest need.”

*Kaaaah~!*

“Gotcha!” Asmodeus pushed her saber away and punched out, but that narrow waist easily dodged to the side like a snake. The air shot out and smashed into the distant metal wall, making a ‘dong’ noise!

“Are you even listening?” Kina sighed and shook her head. She easily jumped up and did a flip, clashing against Eldra in the air, then sending her crashing into the metal ground with a swift kick to the face by that giant 3-toed foot!

“Of course I’m listening! Hahaha~!” Asmodeus appeared behind her back and the two of them clashed without either side being pushed anywhere! Then Aayla jumped up and stabbed towards that big red back! However, a yellow lightsaber quickly blocked the attack and then a second blade smacked her in the arm, then she was kicked into Sarry’s side by Shmi.

“It’s generally not a good idea to spend too much time in the air. Especially when there are enemies with blasters or laser cannons.” Kina pushed away and landed gently on the top of the YT. A few seconds later, she was surrounded again. Then the five of them rapidly clashed back and forth, sometimes attacking each other with cheap shots, but usually focusing on the Kaminoan Jedi Master.

They fought all around the disk, then somehow ended up on Sarry’s back, finally ending up near the hangar ramp/door which was essentially just a wall. Aayla was the first to fall. Getting knocked out by a metal kick from Eldra. Then Shmi was hit with a ‘Force Stun’ so hard that she lost consciousness, courtesy of Kina Ha. Asmodeus and Eldra kept fighting against the Jedi Master 2v1 for another hour before one of those legs short circuited. It wasn’t anything the other two did, she just accidentally shot Force Lightning out of her stump and crippled herself.

“Phew~!”

“Haah… Haaah~!”

Asmodeus and Kina were both panting after another half-hour. They both had plenty of stamina, but the entire fight was ridiculously intense. They each had a few burns on their skin, but no damage to their clothes. That was part of the ‘rules’. It also went to show how much control everyone had over their lightsaber and Force skills now.

“I’ve noticed that the ship lacks adequate training facilities.” Kina didn’t bother critiquing the boy anymore, because she’s already said everything he needed to hear.

“Same.” Asmodeus sighed, “We need a ton of shit. As far as training goes, we need a regular gym, some meditation rooms…”

‘Garden. Plants… Animals.’ Sarry also added her own suggestion, ‘I like… Jungles.’

Asmodeus snickered, “We can turn the whole damn room into a forest for you, Baby~!”

“I suggest that you leave enough open space for cargo and other ships.” Kina shrugged, “However… It’s ultimately up to you, ‘Captain’. I’d love a garden though… And a pool or two. Maybe a small pond?”

“What could possibly go wrong?” He rolled his golden eyes and pushed his messy black hair out of his face with the Force.

“Master, do you want some water?” Nulii rushed over with a few glass bottles in her hands.

“Mistress? Some water?” Ra did the same, though she could carry more because of her long fingers with suction cups on the tips.

“Thanks, Nulii.”

“Thank you, Ra.”

The two of them handed out water to the others as well. It had been so long that anyone who was unconscious had woken up already. Eldra wasn’t injured too badly in the first place. Just that her leg didn’t work, so she dropped out of the spar. A few astromech droids were still repairing the damage.

“So… How long till we get to Kamino?” Asmodeus turned towards Shmi, who walked over with a limp and a small holoprojector. Displayed on it was a beautiful blue planet with lots of white clouds swirling around it. The world was extremely ‘stormy’ most of the time.

“Tomorrow, Master.”

“Awesome! Hahaha~! It’s been so long since we left the ‘beach’, now we can finally go swimming in the ‘ocean’!” He grinned and looked over to the Kaminoan woman who had a smirk on her pretty ‘alien’ face, “What’s up? Why are you smirking?”

“Captain Deus… Did you ever actually contact my people?”

“Nope…” He shrugged, “Why, is there some special protocol we gotta follow? Can’t we just… Uh… They’re probably not gonna like it if we just suddenly show up, huh?”

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Chapter 140: Kamino
During the Clone Wars, Kamino was protected by a fleet of Star Destroyers at all times… Now? There was only one triangle-shaped ship approaching slowly. The blue planet had three moons, which might have added to the stormy weather. There were many silvery stilt-cities across the world and not all of them were involved in building a secret clone army for the Republic/Jedi Council.

On the bridge of the Voracity, Asmodeus stood up and smiled handsomely. Wearing a fancy black ‘Sith’ robe, plus a shirt and pants. For once he was somewhat worried about making a good impression. Kina Ha obviously didn’t want anyone to know she was even still alive, so she hid off to the side with everyone else except for Shmi and Eldra. The famous Smut author and porn actress/director/writer was wearing a very simple gray hooded cloak, with a brown tunic underneath. The Dark Jedi wore a black cloak with her slutty one-piece leather outfit partially revealed.

“Master Asmodeus, I presume?” A Kaminoan woman with pale-white skin and a white ‘ring’ for irises had suddenly appeared in front of them. The highly detailed hologram was still somewhat transparent though and flickered slightly. She wore a simple white plastic-like dress, which had some red and black to it. The outfit almost looked like some sort of armor.

“I’m Tara Te, Administrator of Kiloba City.”

“Asmodeus, uh, nice to meet you.” He laughed awkwardly and asked, “Sorry we didn’t give you guys a heads up that we were coming. Do you guys allow people to visit your world?”

“I’m slightly surprised.” Tara Te looked at the three of them in her own office on the planet below. The tall and powerful ‘Sith Pureblood’ male, a surprisingly youthful and beautiful human female, there was also a crippled Rutian Twi’lek female. She scrutinized the three for nearly a minute before asking, “Why have you come to Kamino? Specifically, why are you interested in visiting Kiloba City?”

“I need a Clone. Just one.” Asmodeus looked over at Eldra and said, “Uh, no, maybe some cloned organs too.”

She glared at him with those purple eyes, but then calmed down and smiled when she realized what he meant.

“There’s no need to speak to a City Administrator directly for such a small matter. However, such a large Cruiser is not allowed to enter the atmosphere. Send down a shuttle at most. Farewell.” As soon as she finished speaking, the hologram disappeared and the three of them were left feeling a little confused.

“Is that it?” Eldra looked over at her Master, then at the smirking Kaminoan Jedi on the side of the room.

“What else did you expect?” Kina shrugged her slender shoulders and walked back over to her bean bag chair. As she sat down, she explained: “My people are very practical and pragmatic. Although Kamino is mostly unknown now, in the past, there were a lot more people coming and going. This current Dark Side Army isn’t their first large military order. Just the most recent one. People still come here occasionally to receive medical treatment or for other cloning-related needs. Assuming you can afford the price.”

“Well… We have about 60k Credits and 15k Peggats, right?” He looked over at Shmi, who nodded, then back at the slouching Kaminoan girl: “Is that enough for a Sith Pureblood Clone?”

“I thought your plan was to kidnap some cloners and steal their technology?” She squinted her big black and blue eyes at him, “Have you suddenly returned to the Light?”

“If there’s an easy way, then why the hell should I do things the hard way?” Asmodeus shrugged, then looked around at everyone else, “Anyone have objections?”

“I don’t have an objection, but I think that one way or another, things aren’t going to go as planned.” Eldra sneered at her handsome Master and turned towards the viewscreen of the planet again, “I don’t even need the Force to tell me something so obvious.”

“Well, the Force is telling me that everything is gonna be fine! So let’s go~! Hahaha~!” He grinned and looked around again, “Uh… But I guess it’s just me, Shmi and Eldra, huh?”

“May the Force be with you, Master.” Aayla actually smiled at the three of them…

Well, her life really wasn’t that bad since joining the crew. At least there was a lot less stress compared to her life as a Jedi or even as a Padawan. Among the Slaves, she was above Ra and Nulii in the hierarchy, but even the two of them never really had to do menial tasks. That was for the Droids. She mostly just had sex, trained, ate whatever she wanted, slept whenever she wanted, had sex some more. A pretty fulfilling life.

“Be careful, Master! Mistresses! Good luck!” Ra shouted excitedly and waved while jumping around in her slave costume.

“Master, come back soon! I already miss you~!” Then there was Nulii, whose breasts bounced wildly in her slave costume and one of them even fell out completely.

“May the Force be with all of you too…” Kina chuckled, “Don’t worry, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

“Fuck! Now you jinxed it!” Asmodeus groaned and then sighed, “Whatever. Come on, we better lube up before the Force starts to fuck us in the ass.”

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Chapter 141: Kiloba City

There was no freak storm above Kiloba City. Those mushroom-like silver dome-cities seemed extremely peaceful. The waves around the stilts were surprisingly calm. Still a little choppy, but somewhat pleasant. A few Kaminoans could be seen riding their flying manta-ray shaped whales called Aiwhas in and out of the water.

The small green Sheathipede slowly landed on a small launch pad that was also up on stilts, in between multiple large domed sections of the city. It looked small from the sky, but when they were actually down there in person, the city was actually huge. There were even several areas large enough to land Cruisers, but there weren’t any ships. Only some small ball-like over vehicles. Not many people were outside soaking in the rare sunlight, since Kaminoans generally had thin skin. There were quite a few that went swimming though. But from such a height, it was impossible for the three of them to notice that.

“So… Where the fuck do we go, anyway?” Asmodeus looked around curiously as they walked towards the nearest entrance to the closest giant domed superstructure. A blue light scanned the three of them and then turned red when it reached the lightsabers on their waists.

“Please remove all weaponry and high-energy objects before entering the Kiloba City Civilian Complex.” An androgynous, mechanical voice came from a silver droid shaped similar to a Kaminoan who stood near the door.

“My Master is looking to hire a cloner, do you know who we should speak to or where we should go?” Shmi spoke with a tablet-like datapad in her left hand.

The Droid paused for a moment before responding, “Cloning Services can be performed within the Civilian Complex, however, it is illegal to carry weapons or high-energy objects within the domes for unauthorized individuals.”

“We’ll be back.” Asmodeus sighed dramatically and returned to the Sheathipede. It wasn’t like they were just going to leave their lightsabers sitting around randomly outside. The three of them returned a minute or so later, since it wasn’t a long walk. Then they were scanned again…

“You’ve gotta be frakking kidding me!” Eldra looked at the lasers that stopped on her legs and turned red, “I already removed my lightsabers!”

“Unfortunately, only authorized cybernetics and droids can enter Kiloba City. Please remove your cybernetic enhancements or wait outside.” The metal face had no expression, neither did the voice, it seemed much more rudimentary than even the cheap Pilot Droid in that sense. Not to mention 3-CPO.

“Frak!” Eldra cursed as she floated back over from the Sheathipede without any metal covering her blue stumps. At least she didn’t need her bastard of a Master to carry her around like a toy anymore…

“Hahaha~!” Asmodeus couldn’t help laughing at her adorable pouting face, while Shmi also smirked at her misfortune and embarrassment.

“Come on! Let’s go already!” Eldra shouted as she finally got the blue light to turn green.

Then the three of them headed inside the domed facility without much trouble. After passing through a simple white hallway with a black walkway, they reached the actual ‘city’. It was a massive expansive space!

There were lots of walkways high up in the air, enclosed by glass so that the Kaminoans leisurely walking through there could see down or be seen by the people below. For the three of them, there really weren’t any signs or indications of what was what, because Kaminoans can see ultraviolet light. Everything looked to be simply silver, white or black, but there were actually signs, advertisements and all sorts of other chaotic nonsense everywhere. Some Kaminoans that looked very pure and white or gray, actually had all kinds of crazy invisible tattoos on their bodies.

One thing that should be noted though was that the environment was very serene and surprisingly peaceful considering just how many people lived in this confined dome facility. This was also only one of about five large complexes that make up Kiloba City. Across the entire planet, there were about 1 billion Kaminoans, but only the capital of the entire planet was shown in all the Canon/Legends. Very little was ever actually shown of the Kaminoan people as a whole.

“So where the fuck do we go now?” Asmodeus looked around at the streams of skinny, long-necked people walking around, minding their own business and ignoring them completely. They were the only ‘aliens’ in this entire place filled with tens of thousands of pedestrians, yet they managed to avoid drawing attention somehow. They weren’t even doing it intentionally with the Force!

“I think that might be a storefront, Master?” Shmi pointed towards what seemed to be a shop of some sort. At least there was a decent amount of traffic. Only gray/white or yellow/gold eyed Kaminoans were entering and exiting though. There were some blue eyed Kaminoans that entered another door nearby, but they seemed to be part of the same building. It was difficult to tell though, because of the way this dome was set up.

There were many levels on the sides, with the widest open space at the center being more like a park. There were some children ‘playing’, though they seemed to be playing holographic card games or chess, not running around or being active. Then again, they’re probably exhausted from having to walk everywhere in this gigantic city without any public transport… Or even a bike.

“I don’t know. We gotta start somewhere, right?” Asmodeus shrugged and the three of them casually lined up behind a few long-necked men and women. They finally seemed to notice their presence and looked at them strangely, but didn’t say anything in the end. Not even chattering amongst themselves. It was all very calm and solemn.

“Are you sure this isn’t some sort of religious cult?” Eldra snickered as she looked over at the men and women with blue eyes entering the other door not far from them, “Or maybe some kind of public bathroom?”

“It doesn’t really smell like a bathroom, maybe it’s a restaurant?” Shmi sniffed a few times and shrugged, looking at her datapad again and trying to figure out how to contact someone about cloning.

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Chapter 142: Booth-32
When they entered the door, they saw some simple booths. Almost like a changing room or bathroom, but the stalls were completely enclosed. Most of the stalls were occupied. There were no sounds coming out, so they couldn’t tell what the hell was happening.

“Maybe it really is a bathroom?” Asmodeus snickered and didn’t see anyone stopping them. So they all walked into the same simple white box on the very end. There was nothing they could see in the visible spectrum. A blue light suddenly scanned his body and stopped on his crotch.

“Configuring.” The voice spoke in Basic, surprisingly enough. Then a small hole opened up in the wall and the voice continued, “Please insert male genitalia for the breeding procedure.”

“Fuck! This is a goddamn gloryhole!” Asmodeus shouted while Eldra started cackling and even Shmi giggled softly.

“Correction: Welcome to Kiloba Service Wall Booth-32. Please insert male genitalia to commence the breeding procedure.” The automated voice sounded again as a sopping wet light-gray slit pressed through the hole a little bit. The clit inside flared as juices leaked down the white wall.

“Please inseminate now or leave the booth.”

“Master, there’s no need to waste your precious seed on this random schutta.” Shmi frowned and grabbed his right arm between her breasts.

“Yeah, this was hot when it was just us, but now it’s kinda gross.” Eldra floated over to his other side and grabbed his arm, holding herself up without the Force.

“She’s not a schutta. She’s just a ‘kid’.” Asmodeus opened up his fly and pulled out his rapidly hardening cock. The wall was pretty immaculately cleaned, at least before the girl started oozing her juices down the side. The tip rubbed against that clit and he could ‘feel’ her trembling, there was also a soft cry from the other side.

“Why would a virgin… Never mind.” Shmi smiled wryly and shook her head.

“The Kaminoans are very pragmatic and practical.” He snickered as he pushed inside slowly, feeling a lot of resistance from those tight walls. There was no blood and nothing ‘broke’, but the girl on the other side was whimpering loudly.

“The Force really ‘loves’ you, huh?” Eldra sighed dramatically, “Now things are gonna get a lot more complicated.”

“The Force does love me, but…” Asmodeus smirked as he started thrusting more seriously, “Not every ‘coincidence’ is because of the Force.”

“Yes, Master.” Shmi reached down and caressed his balls and around the base of his shaft with her right hand, “Your preferences aren’t a secret.”

“You guys think this is a set-up?” Eldra scowled and glared ‘past’ the wall with her purple eyes. Through the Force, she sensed the emotions of the ‘little girl’ on the other side. She was crying and scared, not afraid of sex or in pain from that big red lightsaber, but something else.

Even if they don’t use Cloning, Kaminoans become adults by the age of 11 ‘naturally’. Of course, it’s only as natural as genetic modification and selective breeding can get, but the point is that she really was very young in terms of age. In other words, she was clearly being ‘used’ right now.

“I don’t think, I know.” Asmodeus could sense even more clearly. Almost as if the wall was invisible. Those small white cheeks were flattened and spread wide, with her grayish butthole pressing up against the wall. Then there was a long, slender back, with a wider chest area. She had her hands on her knees as she struggled to keep her ass pressed up against the wall. Those pretty blue eyes were barely open and crying as she looked up at the scary woman standing in the booth.

Although their appearances were almost identical, aside from one being naked and the other wearing an armored ‘dress’, the main differences were those cold gray rings in those big black eyes. She didn’t say anything, just watched ominously. There were also two yellow-eyed men on her left and right, who were dressed in similar armor-like white clothes, holding blaster rifles in their two-fingered light-blue hands. They weren’t nearly as calm as their boss. Even trembling a bit, while looking towards that transparent wall and those terrifying golden eyes glaring back at them!

“You know…” Asmodeus grinned at the calm City Administrator, “I never let strangers watch for free.”

“Unfortunate.” Tara Te sighed and shook her small head, “This is why Force Users are so troublesome.”

A blue forcefield suddenly covered her head from the large ‘neck’ of that armor, followed by her two bodyguards. Then another blue forcefield quickly appeared in front of the terrified little girl!

“Mother!”

“Rima…” Tara closed her eyes and whispered, “Your sacrifice will not be in vain.”

Then gray gas filled both rooms rapidly!

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Chapter 143: Plans?
Anesthetic gas powerful enough to bring down an Aiwah flooded the rooms in an instant!

“Moth-er…” Rima only inhaled a trace amount of the gas before her consciousness faded and she slumped down with her face on the floor, but her ass was still stuck to the wall with a hard cock inside!

“Do you seriously think that forcefield can actually protect you from the Force?!” Asmodeus reached forward and strangled that thin white neck through two layers of blue force fields, plus a metal wall. Those two guards screamed for a moment before their heads imploded and their bodies flopped to the ground lifelessly.

“Master!” Shmi shouted anxiously as she propped up a bubble around them with her right hand, the left was still holding that Datapad, “Our signals are jammed! I can’t contact the ship!”

“Don’t worry about that!” Eldra reached forward with her left hand and pressed towards the white wall, keeping the gas away from the girl on the other side. Holding onto Asmodeus’ neck with her right hand and climbing onto his back.

“If I… Die… We all… Die.” Tara grabbed her throat near her chin and struggled to breath as her long neck was stretched upwards to the limit, “Stop…”

“There’s a bomb? A few bombs… And the gas is also super flammable.” Asmodeus read her thoughts and smiled wryly, “Who the fuck put you up to this? Was it Dooku?”

“No… No one…” She glared at him with a firm expression and then reached down, pressing a button that released the force fields… Including the one protecting her from the gas!

“Goddamn it!” It only took a moment for the crazy woman to pass out and he dropped her unconscious body to the ground. There really was a bomb that would detonate if she died, but the anesthetic gas wouldn’t kill her so quickly. Especially when he pressed that button again with the Force and her blue forcefield mask turned back on…

“We should probably get the fuck outta here.” Asmodeus sighed and reached back with his left hand, blasting open the white metal door of the booth easily enough. The anesthetic gas diffused into the room, but no one else was there. Obviously the place was already evacuated while he was fooling around.

“You are under arrest for violating Kaminoan law! Do not resist!” Two giant 8 foot tall metal Kaminoan-shaped Droids quickly rushed over and blocked behind the booth! The horny man rolled his golden eyes and kept thrusting faster as the metal wall was ripped apart, then peeled off to the sides! Those giant sheets of metal smacked into the Droids and sent them flying across the room, pinning their bodies to the wall over there. He didn’t destroy them directly because he was afraid of igniting the gas.

“Why the frak are you still frakking her in this situation?!” Eldra couldn’t help complaining as she watched the crazy bastard finish removing all the metal separating them. Then he grabbed those hips with both hands and started thrusting even faster.

“Of course I need to hurry up and finish quickly so I can think straight!” Asmodeus crouched down a bit and used Rima’s ass like a simple Fleshdroid. It only took less than thirty seconds before he started cumming deep into her spasming pussy. At least she wasn’t completely in a coma yet. She could still ‘feel’ things and react to a certain extent.

“Master, we should take the Administrator as a hostage!” Shmi suggested as she watched his cum dripping from that girl’s flaring slit, “And you need to make sure you didn’t leave any of your ‘genes’ behind!”

“I know that much. I’m not an idiot.” He groaned and complained, “Why can’t shit ever just be simple for once?!”

“Hahaha~! ‘Master’, isn’t this much better though?” Eldra suddenly grinned as she looked down at the unconscious Kaminoan woman. The forcefield separating the room in half was still absent, so nothing was stopping them from just going over and grabbing her physically!

“Master, as long as we hurry, we can still use her Administrator's privileges to do whatever we want in this city!” Shmi reminded him quickly as she reached down and picked the giant woman up, handing her over to her much stronger and larger Master to carry in his right arm. The left was already carrying the naked girl who had cum pouring out of her throbbing slit.

That handsome tomato face grinned, “Maybe we’re being a little too optimistic, hahaha~!”

The moment the booth door opened, there were five Kaminoan droids with stun batons for hands. Fortunately the sparking blue lights on those sticks didn’t ignite the flammable gray gasses that quickly filled the room.

“I got this.” Eldra snickered and reached forward with both hands, ‘gripping’ Asmodeus’ waist with her two little thigh nubs, while her chest was still pressed up against his neck. That long black hair kept whipping into her face because of the air shield swirling around them that Shmi was struggling to maintain.

“Just try not to kill us all, hahaha~!” Asmodeus grinned as he charged forward with his wet dick and balls still flopping around outside his fly. The Droids flew back against the wall of the room and were stunned from head trauma or had their joints broken from the impact. Then the three of them rushed outside of the building, where the air was finally breathable and safe-

A green light flew over from the other side of the domed city!

*Pew~!*

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Chapter 144: Bounty Hunters

*Rooooah~! Dah~!*

That blazing white lightsaber struggled to deflect that powerful sniper blaster round, but Eldra still managed to do it with both hands! Though the short, silver hilt was so slippery that she almost lost her grip afterwards!

“Frak!” She quickly reached back and covered her with her leathery one-piece again, “This is why I said we should just coat all the hilts with Chromium!”

“Chromium is expensive and it’s not really necessary. Besides, we can always make a few more back-up sabers later.” Asmodeus snickered and quickly rushed next door to the ‘Service Wall’ shop. The whole dome was layered, with a small walkway that went around, some stairs that went up or down to each layer, so it was wide-open no matter which floor they chose. Making them an easy target for snipers.

He was also a little concerned about collateral damage, because there were tens of thousands of people just wandering around, not even realizing the kind of danger they were facing! Regardless of whether he personally would feel guilty, he didn’t want Shmi to suffer. Even Eldra was ironically a lot less callous after becoming a ‘Dark Jedi’.

“Okay, now ‘this’ is actually a public bathroom!” Asmodeus snickered as he smelled the strong detergent scent. There were also a bunch of confused and startled women, including some little girls with their mothers!

“Is there a back entrance?” Shmi asked one of the women who quickly backed away and pulled her crying daughter along, but then a green beam flew through the wall and exploded inside!

*Booom~!* The whole bathroom was filled with violent green plasma and Asmodeus could only project a ‘Force Shield’ big enough for the three of them, plus the prisoners in his arms!

“No!” Shmi screamed as she saw the charred corpses and partially vaporized skeletons everywhere in the ruined bathroom! Not to mention the mens room next door, where there were just as many casualties!

“Okay! I’m starting to regret it now!” Asmodeus grit his teeth and shouted, “Make a door! Now!”

“Got it!” Eldra grimaced as she threw her lightsaber forward and moved her right hand in a circle. The thin metal wall was easily sliced open a big hole for the two of them, who were walking, to rush through.

“Uh… What the fuck is this?” Asmodeus looked around in confusion, because they weren’t really in the ‘city’ anymore, but more like a service hallway behind the buildings outside.

“Just pick a direction and go!” Eldra shouted anxiously as she covered up the wall again with the big metal plate. However, it was quickly pushed back towards them from another explosion!

“Alright! Geez, don’t rush me! I’m asking the Force for directions!” Asmodeus kicked backwards with his left foot and pressed the molten metal back against the green flames! Well, it’s not like he actually had to use his hands or feet to manipulate the Force, but it just made things simpler and easier. Otherwise why would all the Jedi and Sith use similar tricks?

“Master! Go right!” Shmi opened her eyes and pulled his arm a bit, “I can sense a service elevator over there!”

“Good job! Haha~!”

Shortly after they left, the molten metal wall was kicked open by a silver boot. Then a man in silver Mandalorian armor walked out into the hallway, his helmet had blue paint around the T-shaped visor.

“That was unnecessary.” He grumbled in a deep voice as another silvery figure walked out behind him, holding a sniper blaster.

Those ominous red eyes glowed as the Droid spoke, “Mockery: Does the most Legendary meatbag Bounty Hunter still care about whether a few organics live or die?”

“I might be a Bounty Hunter, but I’m still a Mando. It’s dishonorable to kill defenseless women and children.” The armored man held the two blaster pistols in his hands and started walking down the hall as a third figure appeared in the hallway.

“Reminiscence: The Mandalorians in my day also had a sense of honor…” The HK Droid paused for a moment, “It was always fun to watch their fleshy bodies explode!”

“Jango, I say we get rid of this crazy frak first before we become collateral damage.” That third figure was actually the red-armored Mandalorian who escaped from Asmodeus back then.

“Vhonte…” Jango looked at the back of that silver Droid who was walking ahead of them, “We’ll see what happens.”

“If it comes down to it, I’d rather die than be captured and dishonored by that lunatic!” Vhonte Tervho chuckled, “But before that, I’ll just escape again.”

“Dishonored?” Jango chuckled and looked at the slightly shorter Mandalorian woman, “I wonder how many credits you’ve spent in brothels over the years?”

“That’s different.” She retorted, “I didn’t record everything and show it to the frakking Galaxy! And there’s a big difference between paying money for a schutta and becoming a schutta!”

“That’s true.” He nodded his head and knelt down, holstering his right pistol on his thigh and pulling out a small silver device, “Now help me collect some ‘genes’ he left behind.”

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Chapter 145: Administrator Access

It obviously wasn’t just HK-Silver, Jango Fett and Vhonte Tervho hunting down the ‘protagonists’. There were also Kaminoan Police Droids, armed with stun batons and ‘laser grapples’. Those long blue energy chains shot out and wrapped around Shmi’s legs, as she was pulled back down the hallway they ran past!

“Fuck off!” Asmodeus didn’t even use his hands. Those droid heads were just twisted around and ripped off their skinny necks, then thrown down the hallway as the grapples deactivated. Shmi pushed up off the ground and sprinted back to her Master with a blushing face.

“I’m sor-”

“Just be careful! Don’t let your guard down!” He quickly cut off her usual nonsense and then kicked forward, breaking down the door to the service elevator.

*Tssh~! Tsha~!*

*Pew-pew~!*

“Hurry the frak up!” Eldra shouted anxiously while deflecting the red blaster bolts that flew from down the hall. She felt so ‘limited’ without her cybernetic legs!

“I’m hurrying.” Shmi tried to get the elevator to work, but they were locked down. Fortunately, they still had a convenient Administrator present! The forcefield her face was pressing up against was quickly deactivated, then Shmi grabbed the back of that bald head and used her other hand to open her left eye wide!

“Administrator Access Granted!” The robotic voice came from the elevator as Shmi dropped the woman’s head and pressed a few buttons. Then the elevator stated, “Moving now. Please brace for acceleration.”

“What-Ah!” Eldra shouted and fell down from that big black-cloaked back! Her lightsaber almost pierced through the floor before she quickly turned it off. Shmi wasn’t much better. Crouching down and trying to hold onto a railing along the wall.

“I hope they don’t break their necks…” Asmodeus was fine, but those two Kaminoan girls in his arms had their arms, legs and heads dangling down. Especially those long, slender necks that looked like they might snap in half at any moment. Fortunately they were actually very sturdy and flexible, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to hold their heads up so haughtily all the time.

*Ding~!* The elevator door was still missing, but fortunately there weren’t any droids there ambushing them. As soon as Eldra climbed back onto his back, Asmodeus started charging down the white hallway again! Shmi was running ahead of him and guiding the way.

“This way, Master!” Shmi reached out and knocked a random ball-shaped detector droid into the wall, smashing it into pieces. Then she shot some purple lightning out of her hand and zapped a few more police droids that came out of a hallway!

“Where are we going, anyway?” Asmodeus jogged casually and wasn’t even a little winded, he even had the energy to use the Force to put his dick back inside his pants. The mother and cloned daughter had their faces smacking against their own bellies from time to time. While their feet and fingers dragged across the smooth floor occasionally.

“This should be…” Shmi closed her eyes while running and then made a turn into another hallway, where two heavy-duty turrets emerged from the ceiling and floor!

“I got it!” Eldra shouted, throwing that white blade like a spear into the top laser cannon, then down into the bottom blaster turret! The silver hilt was back in her hand before the two turrets exploded!

“Kinda unnecessary, but good job anyway.” Asmodeus snickered as he created a pressure wall in front of them that resisted the flames and fragments, then blasted back towards the end of the hall, ripping open the door at the end!

“It works.” Eldra sighed and closed her purple eyes to focus a bit. All three of them actually inhaled a tiny bit of anesthetic gas, but relatively speaking, she was the most affected. It was only enough to make her a little drowsy though.

“Looks like…” Shmi smirked at the terrified group of gray/white and yellow eyed Kaminoans around the room, “We came to the right place.”

“What is this place?”Asmodeus looked around in confusion. It was a fairly large open space, but there were some simple white and gray desks with some Kaminoans sitting down, while others were standing around. At the highest point of the layered ‘office’ was a group of anxious gray-eyed men and women. The males had mohawk-like crests on their heads, while the women had smooth bald heads. Their skin colors varied from the usual gray-white to blues or even pinkish colors.

“This should be the City Administrator’s Office Building!” Shmi shouted and took the silver lightsaber from Eldra’s hand, igniting it with an evil smirk, “Don’t worry, Master. I’m sure we can find what we want from here!”

Some of the ‘smarter’ people realized there was a problem by now and tried to escape, but blue force fields locked everyone inside together! Even the door they destroyed to enter the building was blocked by a forcefield!

“Enough!” A Kaminoan man with a simple black and white armor-like outfit walked down the stairs towards the three of them, “There’s no need for violence or threats. Make your demands and we can come to an agreement peacefully. ”

Asmodeus furrowed his hairless brows and then smirked, “You’re actually not lying. That’s awesome! Hahaha~! Okay so first of all-”

*Boom~!*

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Chapter 146: Querry

“Fuuuuck meee~!”

Asmodeus roared as he pressed his hands outwards to the sides and pushed back the violent green plasma that filled the entire room! Eldra hugged his neck tightly and Shmi turned off her lightsaber to help out a little bit, though it wasn’t much use. Those two Kaminoan captives were laying by his black boots, whether they could survive or not wasn’t really in his consideration at the moment!

“No wonder those fuckers always get killed this way!”

Seriously though, how many Jedi Masters have sacrificed themselves to save others while trying to block ‘flames’ or some kind of explosion? At least there are always plenty of dramatic and famous scenes out there. Fortunately it was just a matter of a few seconds before everything calmed down.

“Querry: Why do you waste so much effort protecting those skinny long-necked meatbags?” An irritating and familiar voice came from the speakers all around the damaged office room filled with partially vaporized, carbonized Kaminoan corpses. The robotic, masculine voice continued, “With your abilities, it would have been far easier to simply cut through the floor to escape. Such a shame.”

“Yeah, you think I didn’t notice the danger down there?!” Asmodeus retorted up towards a ‘glass’ window where that silver HK Droid was holding a sniper blaster in his hands and peering down with those glowing red eyes. That was the real Administrator’s Office, where Tara Te could look down on her subordinates from the ‘high ground’. It was nearly ten meters above the highest platform in this layered office room.

“Warning: I wouldn’t do that if I were you, ‘Schutta Shmi’. I’ve hunted many of you Force Users over the millennia. Why would I appear so close without any contingencies? Or traps…” The HK’s head turned slightly to the side, but the durasteel structure was very durable and even Asmodeus would have trouble breaking or crushing it quickly. The problem was that he still felt that there were a bunch of ‘bombs’ all around them that could go off again at any moment.

Eldra opened her purple eyes and shouted, “I don’t get it. Are you here to kill us or capture us?”

“Explanation: I was hired by Administrator Tara Te, the meatbag near your feet… Oh, I’m sorry, near your Master’s feet. My main objective is to ensure her safety in the event that her naive plot came to an unfortunate conclusion. Alternatively, if Tara Te perishes, my mission is to seek vengeance on her behalf. I personally much prefer the latter.”

“Master, what should we do?” Shmi frowned and handed the lightsaber into that big red hand, “He could be lying.”

“Probably lies of omission.” Asmodeus snickered and shook his head, looking towards the wall to the side. Then at the blue forcefield, where he could see two Mandalorians walking down the hallway cautiously. The red one had a blaster shotgun, while the silver and blue one was holding two pistols.

The handsome crimson man grinned as images flashed in his mind, “You shouldn’t have gotten so close.”

“Krong!” Jango grunted and took a few steps back quickly.

“Frak!” Then his partner did the same as she felt something dirty and sticky slurping up the memories in her mind!

“Why am I not even a little surprised?” Asmodeus sighed and reached into his left pocket. Pulling out the communicator he looked at it a few times, then handed it over to Shmi, who smiled wryly.

“Master?”

“Call Dooku. We need to talk.”

“Yes, Master!”

Eldra grumbled, “Of course it’s that old bastard.”

“It’s him, but it’s probably not ‘him’, if you know what I mean.” Asmodeus shook his head and smiled wryly, “I’m actually kinda surprised he waited this long. But then again, I guess coming to Kamino was crossing the line, huh?”

“You mean…” Shmi quickly closed her mouth and Eldra also wasn’t stupid enough to say anything else.

*Doot, doot, doot~!*

The call connected and there was silence for a while, before the deep voice on the other side asked, “Have you decided to come visit Serenno? My offer was sincere.”

“If this is the kinda shit I have to deal with on Kamino, you think I’m crazy enough to go to Serenno?” Asmodeus complained as Shmi held the comm up to his face.

“If you wanted to have the Kaminoans create a Clone for you…” Dooku sighed, “You should have just asked me. Why did you have to travel there so ostentatiously?”

“Kamino is a big planet, Dooku. It’s not like I went to the Capital, right?” Deus snickered, handed the lit lightsaber up to Eldra, then bent down and grabbed the back of Tara’s suit. Lifting her up, that long neck dangled down and her face rolled against the white armor on her skinny belly. He lifted her head up and reached deep into her mind, causing that bruised face to scrunch up in pain, even through the heavy sedation.

“It looks like even this City Administrator doesn’t know much about your plans. Just… You wanted my genes? Do you wanna clone me? Or something else?”

There was silence for a while before Count Dooku spoke calmly, “There are many things one might do with the body of a living Sith Pureblood… Holopornography is not what I would have expected. Come to Serenno. There are many things that should be discussed in person… From one Sith to another.”

“What the fuck?” After the call was hung up, Asmodeus looked around and noticed that the HK was gone. The two Mandalorians were also missing. And all those force fields deactivated…

“Seriously, what the fuck?”

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Chapter 147: Serenno

In a dark room, in a large ‘castle’ on the planet Serenno. Count Dooku had a solemn expression on his face as the tall hologram appeared. It was a man with pale skin on his face and neck, but a black cloak covered the rest of his body except for his hands. Which were clasped in front of his waist.

“Does the boy still live?” Darth Sidious spoke in an ominous tone.

“I’m sorry, Master…” Count Dooku had a solemn expression as he spoke, “Unfortunately I wasn’t able to make it to Kamino in time. He sensed the danger and escaped, but not before slaughtering all the Administrators of Kiloba City.”

“Indeed… How ‘unfortunate’.” The middle-aged human Sith Lord chuckled, “Then I’m sure we’ll be seeing more from him soon. Truly a disgrace to the name Sith!”

“I wholeheartedly agree, Master.” The elderly ‘Apprentice’ smiled wryly on his white-beared face, “He has many obvious weaknesses. Lust, arrogance, love… Although he does have some innate talents, the threat he poses is miniscule.”

“Perhaps…” Sidious was silent for a while, before he waved his hand casually, “As long as he doesn’t threaten our work on Kamino, his existence is still quite useful to our future plans. Hah~! I have no doubt that his lascivious desires will soon lead him into direct conflict with those self-righteous Jedi!”

“Of that, I have no doubt.” Count Dooku nodded slightly, “I still believe that for a small price, we can manipulate his actions very easily.”

“Very well, continue with your machinations.” The Sith Lord paused for a moment, then scowled deeply, “But always remember, my Apprentice… If you outlive your usefulness, this boy will likely become your replacement.”

With that last blatant threat, the hologram disappeared. Then Dooku sneered and walked over to a window that opened automatically, revealing the beautiful forests, rivers, mountains and even the sea in the distance.

Dooku’s Palace was shaped like a giant long grayish-brown ‘egg’ with three large black slits across the midsection. The top slit had a golden symbol with one triangle facing upwards and two smaller triangles to the sides, with a circle in the middle. There was a big antenna on the roof and two small protrusions on the sides. The whole structure was built into the side of a cliff, with a huge runway behind it and some smaller pointy triangular buildings scattered on the sides. Along the cliff were also some other structures protruding out, as well as an elevator from the bottom of the egg-shaped structure, all the way down the cliff.

With such a huge ‘house’, obviously Count Dooku didn’t live there alone. There were plenty of droids, guards and servants. Along with other members of his extended family.

*Tshhh~!*

“Master…” A nervous gray-haired man entered the room and knelt down on one knee, “What are your orders?”

“Sedric…” Dooku continued looking out the window and asked, “If I recall correctly, you have a young and beautiful daughter… Does she remain chaste?”

“Yes, Master…” The man trembled from excitement, “My daughter Ve is even more gorgeous than her mother! I promise you won’t be disappointed!”

“Hmmm…” The stern old man looked back towards the man and frowned, “Bring her here. I wish to speak with her alone.”

“Right away, Master!” The middle-aged servant quickly ran out of the room and less than a minute later, a terrified young girl in a long gray gown was pushed inside the door. The blonde-haired, green-eyed, fair-skinned human girl knelt down and shivered in fear. Not even daring to look up at The Count.

“Raise your head.” Dooku spoke solemnly and the girl quickly followed his command.

“M-M-Master…” Ve stammered, “Wh-what do you need me to do?”

“I require an heir.” He replied and made the girl’s heart sink.

“Y-yes, a-anything you desire, Master…” She had to struggle to keep from crying.

“From now on, you will be…” The Count smirked and lifted her up with a slight gesture, “My Daughter. Ve Dooku.”

“Master?!” Ve was completely flabbergasted and almost fell back to the ground when he dropped her on her feet.

“Call me… Father.” Dooku chuckled and took a few steps forward, placing his aged right hand on her trembling left shoulder, “However… I still require an heir. Do you understand?”

“Ye-yes Master! Umm…” She clearly didn’t understand.

“There is a man that I require you to sire a child with…” Breathing a long sigh, the old man had to patiently explain to the naive ‘child’: “Perhaps I should say that he is a young boy of ‘noble blood’… I don’t ask that you marry him, but I demand that you must obtain his child for me.”

“Master… I mean, Father?” The beautiful blonde girl blinked her teary green eyes and asked, “Are you… Telling me to kidnap his child?”

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Chapter 148: Cloner
“Master, I found it!” Shmi grinned as she downloaded a lot of relatively secret information from the Administrator’s Console in Tara Te’s office. This Kiloba obviously didn’t have anything about the huge order of Jango Fett Clones in Tipoca City, but they had their own Cloning operations going on… Mainly personal orders like the one that Asmodeus wanted to make.

“Well, just steal whatever you think is interesting. Unfortunately, with how minimalist these bastards are, there really isn’t much to work with here.” He sighed and picked up a silver paper weight off the counter. It just looked like a small little metal brick.

“Master…” Shmi trembled in excitement, “That’s… That’s Beskar!”

“What?!” Eldra looked down in shock, “How can you tell?”

“Yeah, it is pretty light though.” Asmodeus tossed it up and down casually.

“Thousands of years ago, Kiloba City took an order from some Mandalorians to make clones. They paid this Beskar ingot and it’s been kept as a treasure ever since…” Shmi quickly explained one of the ‘secrets’ she read, “There are some other things too… Where they keep precious materials like Chromium and Titanium, along with some secrets about their Cloning methods.”

“Neat.” He nodded casually and looked around again, finding some neat trinkets here and there. Anything that looked slightly valuable, he packed away in a floating white suitcase that looked like a sphere with three glowing blue lines around it.

“What about the cloners and cloning equipment?” Eldra asked the most important question.

“There are a few different cloning facilities. Some private and some larger ones belong to the government. Do you have any preferences for Cloners, Master?” Shmi scanned through a list of names, addresses and other information on the holographic terminal that was built into the desk.

“Young, beautiful, female, qualified, preferably a virgin. What?” Asmodeus looked at the sneering Twi’lek that was sitting on the desk in front of him, “Would you rather I picked an ugly old man?”

“Hey, I’m not complaining.” Eldra snickered and spread her hands, looking down at the two long-necked women that were laying on the cold white floor. One of them was still completely naked and even pissed herself, while the other was enclosed in what was some sort of space/diving suit. Even if she lost control over her bladder or bowels, it probably wouldn’t be that noticeable.

She pointed at them and asked, “What are you gonna do?”

“The little girl is innocent enough. But the ‘Administrator’...” Asmodeus pouted, “Well… Let’s take her along for now and see how it goes. Shmi?”

“Yes, Master. Look at these… Should we take only one or-”

“Only one. I don’t want too many people on the ship. At least not yet.” He smiled wryly, “For now at least, I only have one dick and I can’t satisfy an endless amount of women.”

“I have two.” Eldra bragged with her Lekku wiggling around in front of her chest, “If they’re really that horny, you can always shove them up Sarry’s ass.”

“Hahaha~! That’s a good idea!” Asmodeus gave her a thumbs up, “You’ve learned well, my adorably Apprentice!”

Asmodeus used the Force to lift the mother and daughter this time, with Eldra being carried by his side as well. No more Police Droids chased them as they wandered through those tunnels, quickly reaching a small cloning lab. There were no actual humanoid babies being cloned here, just various fish and other wildlife. Not just from Kamino, but many worlds.

“I should be surprised. Frightened, perhaps?” There was only a single pink-skinned, golden-eyed Kaminoan woman standing in the center of the room. She looked at the datapad in her hands and then back up at the handsome red skinned man who emerged from a burning hole in the wall.

“Perhaps?” Asmodeus smirked and walked forward with those two unconscious girls floating behind his back, “You know why we’re here? What we want? Wrosa Lo.”

“I understand.” The scientist in a white Kaminoan ‘dress’ nodded calmly, glanced over at the blue-skinned Twi’lek and the tan-skinned human woman: “This is the part where you tell me I belong to you now. That I’m your slave. Et cetera.”

“Uh… Well, basically.” He shrugged.

“Very well. Try not to damage my research subjects, tools or equipment.” Wrosa nodded and then started instructing the various floating legless droids around the room. They started disassembling all the equipment that could be removed, while everything else was simply left behind.

“Master, I still have some important items in my apartment. Please allow me to retrieve them.”

“Okay then…” Asmodeus nodded and was still a little surprised at how easily his newest slave had accepted her fate…

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Chapter 149: Pet vs Toy
“Mother… Wake up… Mother…”

Those big black and gray eyes opened slowly. Tara felt like her neck was incredibly stiff… So stiff that she couldn’t even move. Groaning softly, she looked around a bit. The first thing she noticed was her big white hands on the left and right. Those two big fingers and thumb could still move, but they were a little numb.

Looking down, she realized why her neck hurt so badly. She was staring right at her own pelvis! Of course their Species was very flexible and perfectly capable of pleasuring themselves with their own mouths if they so wished…

But as a haughty City Administrator, she would never demean herself in such a way! If she wanted to be serviced, then she would just assign a young boy or girl to assist her in the task. Though most Kaminoans really didn’t have that much of a sex drive in the first place. That would be unnecessary and inefficient. If they needed to reproduce, they could go to a cloner or fertility inducer. The Service Wall wasn’t actually that popular. There was only one in a city of over a million people.

“Mother… You’re awake.”

Tara heard her daughter’s voice again and looked up, noticing a giant bed with a few naked ‘aliens’ sleeping on it. Beyond that bed, there was a big glass fish tank on the other wall! The fish tank wasn’t made of glass though, instead, it was just a transparent force field holding all the water inside. There were some ornamental fish of various colors, but the biggest and most impressive fish was actually a 7 foot tall, white-skinned Kaminoan girl with glowing blue eyes. She swam around as bubbles floated up from the bottom of the tank periodically.

“Rima… What happened? Where are we?” Tara asked with a raspy voice, she could only hold her head up for a few seconds before she was looking back down at her own crotch again. That big slit was closed and dry. Although she could see her legs, they felt like there were a bunch of needles stabbing them everywhere. Obviously they were too numb to move much. They weren’t restrained though.

“This is our Master’s bedroom. We’re his new ‘pets’.” Rima giggled as she watched her mother grimace from across the dark room, “No… I guess that’s not true. I’m our Master’s pet. But you’re only a toy at most. Hehehe~!”

“Inferior replica!” Tara ‘cursed’ at her daughter, “I won’t be here for long… I’m much more useful than a mindless fool like you.”

“Am I inferior? Hmph~!” Bubbles came out of her mouth as she spoke in a high pitched voice that carried through the water and across the room pretty easily, “Master says my eyes are prettier than yours.”

“And you believe that nonsense?!” Tara retorted, “You’re nothing more than a fish in a tank!”

“I’m a pretty fish in a tank. You’re just an ugly old ‘toy’ stuck to the wall!”

Tara was about to shout again, but then the door opened to her left and she suddenly felt afraid… And obviously humiliated!

She could see those golden eyes glowing in the darkness, sweeping over her face and then her exposed genitals. The more embarrassing situation was that the man ignored her and walked over to the other wall instead. She could see his naked red ass, which was just as large and firm as the videos…

“Wait, are you… Are you recording this?!” Tara suddenly freaked out, “You can’t do this! I’ll tell you whatever you want to know! I, I have five million Credits in my bank account! I’ll give them all to you if you let me go!”

“Hehehehe~!” Before Asmodeus said anything, the cute little white ‘fish’ explained, “I already told our Master all about that. Mistress Shmi already stole everything and gave it to our Master!”

“There has to be something else you want! I can be useful! I was a City Administrator for fifteen years!” Tara actually started crying as she imagined how her former subordinates would be watching and laughing at her current situation, just like anyone else who paid less than a credit to watch her disgraceful appearance on the Holonet. Of course, she didn’t know that most of those subordinates were already dead.

“There is something I want from you.” Asmodeus smirked as he reached through the transparent forcefield and caressed the cute Kaminoan girl’s cheek, “I want you to suffer. Cry, beg, scream, bargain… I want you to fall into despair and depravity.”

“Hehehe~! Master, my Mother is already so desperate and depraved.” Rima giggled as she floated around in the water freely, then waved her ass around to try to tempt the sexy man into ravaging her again… Unfortunately, he was more interested in tormenting her mother.

“I actually spent most of that money already by the way.” Asmodeus snickered as he floated over the bed and landed lightly on the other side, walking slowly towards the other wall. He actually got this idea after his ‘birthday party’. A private ‘Service Wall’ of his own. Or maybe more like a collection. For now there was only a single toy on his wall for punishment and decoration, but there was plenty of room for many more.

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Chapter 150: Morality and Philosophy

“Wait-ugh~!” Tara’s mouth was blocked by a big red shaft. She didn’t even think of biting down, because she didn’t have teeth. No, they weren’t removed. Kaminoans just didn’t have teeth, they simply swallowed things whole, similar to a lot of fish. However, they usually just drank nutrient paste, smoothies or ate soft foods.

“You’ve never done this before, have you?” He grinned as his cock went in and out of that slippery, soft hole. He could feel her neck getting strangled by the wall, but fortunately it wasn’t metal. Instead, it was an expanding and somewhat soft, foam-like material. She still couldn’t escape, but at least she wouldn’t die or get seriously injured from deepthroating him.

“I guess it’s not really much of a ‘deepthroat’ with your long-ass neck, huh?” Asmodeus kept talking to ‘himself’ as he wiped the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs, “You have beautiful eyes too, but I still like blue better.”

“Hehehehe~!” She could hear her daughters mocking laughter and felt even angrier, but then couldn’t think anymore as she choked! Those slits above her upper lip sprayed out creamy white liquid as she felt like she would die!

“Oops, hahaha~! Don’t want you to accidentally die now.” He grinned and then used the Force to ‘Push’ the cum out of her nasal cavity, spraying all over his groin. Finally he pulled out before she could throw up or suffocate.

“You… Monster!” Tara glared up at him, “How dare you do something so vile… So, unnecessary and inefficient to me!”

“You mean oral sex?” Asmodeus rolled his eyes and complained, “I think it’s ‘very’ necessary and efficient. Especially if you hate it. Hahaha~!”

“Hehehe~! Master, I don’t care what you do to me!” Rima shouted from the other side of the room, “You can even use my excretion holes!”

“Plural?” Asmodeus asked curiously, then realized what she meant. He put his hands on the wall and pushed to the side. Then that angry, crying face was turned upside down. The whole section of the wall where she was being held was actually a circle that could be rotated. It was only a few inches difference, but it was still useful.

“Stop! Ugh, stop that at once!” Tara looked up and saw him spreading her dry slit to the sides, she didn’t have labia. The Kaminoan vulva was basically just a closed slit with a clit near the top, or in this case, the bottom, that would protrude and flare out as the lips flapped open when aroused.

“It really is a big hole. I never noticed before.” Of course he never noticed, because if he tried something like this on Kina, she would have beaten him half to death!

“No! Aaagh~! Stop!” Tara screamed as his finger tip penetrated inside of that pink urethra or ‘excretion hole’. In order to shut her up, he pushed his dick down a bit and shoved it into her mouth again. Keep in mind that her face was only a few inches from her pussy this whole time.

“I don’t think it’s big enough. Unfortunately. But that’s fine. You still have another hole that’s also just as inefficient and ‘useless’ to be fucked.”

Asmodeus pulled his slimy cock out of her mouth and shoved it into that gray butthole, which contrasted with her pure white skin. She grunted and groaned in discomfort, but then screamed again when he pulled out and rubbed his dick against her closed lips.

“Don’t worry. It’s clean. I had Shmi make sure you were thoroughly ‘cleansed’, after all, I didn’t want my new toy to be dirty, right?”

“Ah-ugh~!” Then Tara was forced to do ass-to-mouth for the next few minutes until he finally came inside of her bulging gray anus. Finally, she started crying again as cum dripped down her slit and into her eyes: “So… Meaningless! So disgusting! Why?! Why are you doing this to me?!”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Asmodeus looked down at her with those cold golden eyes, “Because you deserve it. I only give people what they deserve. Just like I deserve to enjoy my new toy, after what you put me through. It’s only fair.”

“What did I do to deserve this?!” Tara asked as she started up at his pinkish asshole and red taint in the relative darkness, those balls smacked against her chin as he plunged deep into her flaring pussy. He actually used her other two holes first while waiting for her to get visibly turned on, instead of starting there first.

“You don’t even realize all the horrible, evil shit you’ve done. I guess that’s what politicians are like though… You’re not even that corrupt.” He snickered, squeezing those white cheeks and enjoying the view of that big winking gray anus.

“Your society is built upon eugenics and slavery. You euthanize babies and young children because of minor physical ‘deformities’ like green eyes. You as the Administrator, personally ordered the culling of thousands of people so that everyone else could have more food. You’ve cloned yourself several times, just to use those children as slaves. When they outlive their usefulness, you kill them off as well. Honestly, you would make a good Sith… It’s a shame that I’m not a ‘real’ Sith, only a Pureblood. And your people hate Force Sensitivity for some reason that I can’t comprehend.”

“Who are you to judge ‘us’?! Ugh~! Mmmmf~!” Tara screamed and then groaned, moaned and whimpered, before continuing: “My people, my culture was created out of necessity! In order to survive, we evolved ourselves! We did what needed to be done! I did what I had to do!”

“No, no you didn’t. Your planet is fucked, fine, that makes sense to make yourselves stronger to survive… But did you ‘really’ do everything in your power?” Asmodeus shook his head, “Maybe at the time, you didn’t have the capability of space flight or hyperdrives. Maybe your biotech wasn’t that advanced back then. But what about now? In the current state of the Galaxy, no planet, no Species really has any excuse to let their people starve, be enslaved or die unnecessarily. Yet it still happens, constantly, everywhere. Almost like they do it intentionally…”

Those golden eyes stared into that gray butthole, as if he was watching the entire galaxy swirling around, all the torment and agony, everywhere, all at once. He came deep inside of her pussy and kept going as she had an orgasm, because he knew that Kaminoans were particularly sensitive after cumming.

“Aaaaah~! Mmmn~! You~! Aaaaaaaah~!” She couldn’t even form a coherent thought, much less a sentence.

“There are terraforming technologies. They’ve been around for ages. No one uses them. Or if they do, they end up making things worse somehow.” Asmodeus snickered, “There are planets that can produce enough food to feed tens of trillions, easily. Why the fuck are people living on desert worlds where they can barely survive, when there are agriworlds less than a day away in Hyperspace?! Isn’t the logical solution to just take your people and move?!”

“That’s… War! Conquest! Not everyone is so… So aggressive!” She finally retorted, spitting his balls and cum out of her mouth.

“Putting aside whether they could live together peacefully, at the very least, they could conquer that world and let their own people be happy! But instead, they let their people suffer and die! Ryloth is the prime example… It’s not like their people are ‘peaceful’, they still fight amongst themselves! Their women are the most famous sex slaves in the Galaxy!”

Even the men, if bred properly, could also become decent sex slaves, but they weren’t nearly as popular or well known.

“Is that your plan?! Aaaagh~!” She started having another violent orgasm and sprayed lots of thick, creamy juices all over his balls, which almost drowned her… Ironic, since she can literally breathe underwater. But not in slime.

“Plan? What plan?” Asmodeus was a little confused, “I’m just saying that the Galaxy is so fucking stupid, hahaha~! I’m not actually trying to ‘fix’ it! If people wanna ‘fix’ shit, they gotta do it themselves! Hahaha~! Oops! Almost suffocated you again! Ahh~! Your pussy really does feel pretty good though. Not amazing, but knowing how much you hate this, it makes me so much happier!”

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Chapter 151: Like Mother, Like Daughter

“Mmmmfaaagh~!” Tara glared up at his asshole and her long legs started kicking around randomly, but she couldn’t keep him from cumming deep inside again and again. Even more humiliating and annoying was that ‘she’ kept having orgasms! She had more orgasms in the past hour of being tormented than in her entire 35 years of life before today!

“You should feel lucky though.” Asmodeus started fucking her in the ass again as he smirked, “You’re actually my first Slave that wasn’t a virgin. I made an exception for you… After all, you’re also the first slave to try and manipulate or kill me. All the others were cute, innocent girls or women. By enslaving them, I can actually give them a better life. It’s fucked up, but that’s just how it goes I guess…”

“Ugh…” Tara just groaned and didn’t even have the energy to complain or beg anymore, “How much longer will this last?”

“Don’t worry, I’m almost done. Just… Mmmn~! There you go. One last anal creampie. You’re welcome.” He snickered and slapped her on the ass, causing those juices to spray out of both her holes, onto her glazed over face: “Now it’s your daughter’s turn to play.”

“That useless clone isn’t my daughter! She was merely a tool I created to…” She stopped because she was shocked. That little inferior blue-eyed clone was actually walking out of her fish tank! She wasn’t even locked in that tank! The water didn’t drip out, but was kept within the forcefield, allowing her to come and go as she pleased without making a mess.

“Thank you, Master~! I’ve wanted to do this for such a long time…” Rima giggled and kneeled down in front of the ass that looked identical to her own, “You don’t deserve our Master’s seed. His perfect genes… Mmmn~!”

“Disgusting inferior trash!” Tara’s slimy face wasn’t really blocked by anything, because her daughter had such a long and slender neck… So Asmodeus was able to shove his cock back into her mouth again! Thrusting in and out, pressing his navel up against the back of that bald white head.

*Slurp~!* Rima stuck her long pink tongue into her mother’s flared anus and sucked out all her Master’s cum, then she went down a bit and started eating out that grayish-white clam.

*Uck-uck-uck~!* Meanwhile, her mother was still gagging and choking on the cock that was just in her own rectum.

“Master, I’m done!”

“Good girl, are you ready for your reward?” Asmodeus pulled out and let the ‘little’ 7 foot tall girl stand up and then squat down. She pressed her pussy up against her mother’s slimy mouth and rubbed it violently.

“Yes, Master~! Please~! Aaaan~!” Rima moaned loudly as that thick rod rammed inside of her slit! That clit flared out onto her mother’s mouth and those balls smacked into that arrogant face repeatedly. Meanwhile her Master reached out from behind and squeezed her mother’s ass tightly, leaving welts and bruises without much effort.

“Do it! Drown your mother in your own cum!” Asmodeus snickered as he ejaculated into her Kaminoan cunt, while that big urethra sprayed lots of thick, creamy juices down her mother’s throat!

“Mmmmn~! Yes~! Mother~! Do you taste it?! This is what it tastes like! Hehehehe~! This is what your vaginal secretions taste like!”

“Oh-okay, don’t actually drown her…” He smiled wryly and noticed that she was still ‘going’...

“Drink it! Drink it all! This is how it feels! Isn’t it humiliating, Mother?! Don’t you enjoy watching me cry?! Hehehe~! From now on, with my Master’s permission of course, I’m going to use you as my own personal excretion receptacle!”

“Umm, I think we’re going a little off script now…” Asmodeus murmured, but he didn’t stop fucking her pussy, then her ass, then her mother’s mouth… It was a long scene and he ejaculated dozens of times. But even after he left, that crazy mother-daughter show continued and escalated a bit…

Well, no matter what, there’s always someone out there who’s into that kind of crazy shit. Literally. And Shmi obviously wanted to capitalize on it!

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Chapter 152: ‘Beach’ Day

They didn’t actually leave Kamino. They did leave the general vicinity of any cities, but that huge Cruiser had turned into an actual boat, floating on the relatively calm ocean waves. That huge ramp was also stretched ‘flat’, creating a giant platform on the surface which was partially submerged at the far end. The ship itself could actually float ‘naturally’, but not if it was opened up like that. So they did need to use a little power to keep it perfectly elevated for their ‘day at the beach’.

“Holy shit! You can swim?!” Asmodeus wasn’t the only one that was surprised. When Sarry jumped into the ocean and started floating around freely, half the ‘crew’ was impressed. The rest didn’t care or already figured as much. After all, Sarlaccs are basically giant flesh balls filled with air and tentacles.

“The Sarlacc is a truly remarkable creature.” The pink-skinned Kaminoan cloner was naked like everyone else at this private metal beach, reclining in a simple beach chair while using a Datapad to monitor her test subjects and record some other notes or information.

‘The last time I swam…’ Sarry whispered into everyone’s minds, ‘Was so long ago that Tatooine had oceans.’

“I’ve never seen the ocean in person before.” Shmi stood near the edge of the ramp, with the warm waves crashing against her ankles and feet. Then she looked over and smiled, “Thank you, Master.”

“You’re welcome. Don’t worry, this might be your first, but it definitely won’t be the last.” Asmodeus raised his arms and moved his feet around, then gathered up a ball of water into his palms and shouted, “Haaah~!” The ball of water shot out and left a big channel as it traveled, “Hahahahah~! I love the Force!”

“I love ‘you’, Master~!” A cute yellow Twi’lek girl jumped up and pressed her big breasts against his back, while holding his shoulders and wrapping her legs around his waist!

“I love you too, Nulii, heheh~!” Asmodeus grabbed the naked girl and threw her off into the waves as she screamed. Then a huge tentacle wrapped her up and sent her flying back to the ‘shore’, which wasn’t sand but hard, deadly metal!

“Be careful!” Eldra shouted as she reached out and easily caught the girl with the Force, then plopped her down on her fat ass and continued meditating mid-air, with her eyes closed. She felt the cool ocean breeze on her face and naked body, breathing a sigh of exhilaration and also relief. Lately she’s been trying not to rely so much on her cybernetic legs. Floating everywhere she can and occasionally being used as a floating Fleshdroid by her shameless Master, but then again, she does still have those nipple, clit and labia piercings.

“I wonder when Kina will be back? It’s been a while…” Asmodeus looked down towards the depths of the ocean and smiled wryly, “I bet she fell asleep or something.”

This was above her secret hideout, where she kept a lot of personal items and treasures from her 4 thousand years of life. However, since she didn’t want to be tied to this place, she had to go down and bring all her stuff back up. The submarine she used couldn’t carry everything at once, so it’s been a while…

Normal Jedi aren’t supposed to keep ‘possessions’, but she was never really normal in any way. Just like Asmodeus wasn’t a normal Sith and Sarry wasn’t a normal Sarlacc. Their whole ‘team’ was filled with aberants and aberrations.

“Master…” Aayla was sitting in the water in front of them and watching the waves crash onto her waist, “If I get pregnant, can I keep my baby?”

“Of course.” He nodded and then looked over towards Eldra, “I hope you didn’t really believe her bullshit. Unless there’s some medical necessity, we’re not gonna take a baby out of your womb and put it into someone else’s.”

“I… I know that, I just…” She sniffled a bit and rubbed her flat belly, “I think I can feel a life growing inside of me. I’m just afraid that it might be snuffed out at any moment. Maybe it would be safer for our child to be placed in a cloning tank?”

“It might be safer, but there’s a reason why Force Sensitive Clones are so rare, right?” Asmodeus turned towards the sexy pink ‘doctor’.

“Indeed. We have done quite a bit of research on Force Sensitivity. How to cause it, how to prevent it.” Wrosa Lo nodded calmly, “Having a Force Sensitive mother carry the child to term is far more effective at guaranteeing Force Sensitivity, though after the experiment, all the mothers and children were deemed ‘unnecessary’ and terminated.”

“That’s fucking disgusting.” Asmodeus frowned, “How long ago was that experiment?”

“There have been many such experiments. They’re carried out periodically. Different labs, different schools of thought, different… Tragedies.” Wrosa looked up at her Master and asked, “Will you order me to perform similar experiments?”

“Fuck no.” He shook his head and smirked, “So that’s why you were so happy to join us?”

“Partially.” Wrosa smiled slightly, “Your genome is… Perfect. Immaculate, even. I guessed as much from the moment I saw you… It truly is amazing that the technology of the Sith Empire thousands of years ago, could actually contest our Kaminoan cloning technology today. I have also always been interested in Sarlaccs, but never managed to acquire permission to study one… Master, you will give me permission, correct?”

“Sarry can give her own permission for that.” Asmodeus turned back towards the sea and watched the gigantic monster wrestling with another ferocious beast! It was a Kamoradon!

The greenish-blue skinned ‘Dragon’ had a carapace on its back, three pairs of flippers for movement, a long powerful tail and a pointed snout. The mouth opened wide and tried to bite Sarry, but Asmodeus reached out and pulled back! Then Eldra also reached out with the Force, followed by Aayla and Shmi!

All of them together were able to make the poor bastard helpless as that giant maw latched onto its throat! The teeth crunched and the beak pierced through, devouring the most delicate and delicious flesh from deep inside! Those gigantic claws also penetrated into the softer underbelly, while the tail-tentacles gripped the lower half of the monster.

“She says yes!” Asmodeus shouted while struggling to keep holding that mouth away, only releasing the Kamoradon once it was finally dead or at least unconscious.

“Do you mind if I collect some genes from that Kamoradon? Preferably some eggs. It appears to be a female. Perhaps it might already be fertilized?” Wrosa asked her Master for permission again.

“Go ahead. My main rules are that you can’t just ‘destroy’ whatever it is you create and don’t like… So whatever you create, you have to be responsible for it!” Asmodeus grinned as he looked towards Aayla’s belly, then towards the other women and finally Sarry in the distance: “Even if we create a literal monster, as long as it’s ‘ours’, then we raise them as our child. That’s how it should be…”

“Then what about Hope?” Eldra asked, floating over to his side and putting her left elbow on his right shoulder, “You’re such a frakking hypocrite.”

“Who said I’m not raising Hope?” He snickered and shook his head, “I’m just leaving her at the Jedi Daycare for now… Sooner or later, my daughter will return to me. Just like her mother and Aunt Kikha.”

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Chapter 153: Science

“It is as if you were specifically designed to repopulate your Species.”

Wrosa Le was bent over the metal desk in her office and being rammed hard from behind, but she still kept reading the data being projected onto the holographic screen with a calm expression. The slapping noises and grunting, even with her slit flaring open and spraying juices everywhere, the scientist still didn’t change her expression or lose her focus.

“You would’ve made an excellent Jedi.” Kina sat on the comfortable sofa-chair across from them, sipping some Kaminoan ‘efficiency tea’.

“I am uninterested in the Jedi philosophy and dogma. My only concern is genetic engineering and studying various Species across the Galaxy.” Wrosa brought up another screen and cross-referenced the data, “Strangely enough, there are a lot of similarities between your genetic sequences in this region… Perhaps this is related to your longevity? However, different Species require different methods to achieve similar results.”

“Technically, Kina and I should be about the same ‘age’, right?” Asmodeus ejaculated into her pussy and kept going, enjoying the way she trembled, yet never seemed to lose her focus. No matter what.

“No. Kina Ha should be approximately one hundred years older than you. However, I have cross-referenced your genetic code with several other Sith Purebloods on record and discovered many anomalies.” She swiped through several screens, some with pictures of Sith Purebloods, while others were humans and Twi’leks. Then she explained, “You seem to have a surprisingly strong compatibility with Twi’leks. This is not very strange after searching through your genetic code and finding some Twi’lek ancestry. However, they also seem to have added in some other odd genomes.”

“Is that a Rancor?” Even Kina was a little surprised, “That looked like…”

“Seriously, a Mynock again? Maybe my genes mutated after I ate a bunch of them?” After he said that, the woman finally turned her head around.

“No.” Wrosa said one word and turned back towards the holographic data, while Kina chuckled across from them.

“If your genes could be damaged or altered so easily, they would be mediocre, not immaculate. Their perfection lies in their stability. There is room for adaptation and growth where necessary, yet they cannot be easily swayed by randomness and chance.”

Wroso had another orgasm and her legs became weak, but she continued explaining seriously: “Each piece of your genetic code is manufactured very precisely and deliberately. The Rancor genes make your skin stronger, even able to resist blaster fire to a minor extent, your bones and muscles are denser than ordinary Sith Purebloods…”

She paused for a while and brought up another screen, “Your ‘stamina’ is beyond normal levels as well. You were designed to survive brief periods of time in a vacuum and under extremely cold temperatures. You have never actually had any serious tests done or a single medical checkup until now, or you would have noticed some of these obvious discrepancies.”

Then there was a picture of a Kaminoan and a Nautolan next to each other, “You didn’t even realize that you could breathe underwater?”

“It’s really not something a normal person would ‘try’, okay?” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and shoved his right thumb into her asshole while squeezing her skinny pink cheek tightly, “Besides, I spent most of my life thus far in the desert on Tatooine. Or in Sarry’s stomach… Stranded in space… It wasn’t until a few days ago when I almost drowned that I ‘breathed’ some water by accident.”

Sarry got a little excited after eating that dragon and dragged him into the water to play… And then they got attacked by a bunch of giant fish because of all the blood and gore floating around. It was a mess, but he did figure out that he could breathe underwater.

“What about his Midichlorian count?” Kina suddenly asked, “Is it higher than mine?”

Midichlorians are counted per cell, so losing limbs will also lower the overall numbers. Which was part of the reason why Eldra became significantly weaker in the Force after being crippled. However, Midichlorians will also reproduce, gather and grow within a body or place that is particularly strong in the Force. The numbers aren’t static and they don’t necessarily indicate how powerful someone might be, but it’s a good general rule that the higher the count, the higher the potential.

“You are approximately 22,500 on average…” Wrosa said a number that was even higher than Darth Sidious’ estimated 20k, but still lower than Anakin’s 28-40k by a lot. Then she checked some numbers again, “The Midichlorians tend to gather in places that have higher quantifiable Force Energy. On your body, for example, your heart and brain are about 32,000… However, your muscles, bones and blood only have 25,000 on average. Your genitals… 40,000. I need more data from other modern-day Force Users, but I can say for certain that your genitals contain more Force Energy than most Jedi would have in their entire bodies.”

“Pft-hahahaha~!” Kina burst out laughing, “I wholeheartedly agree!”

“That’s good though, right?” Asmodeus smiled wryly as he rammed her pelvis against the desk even harder, “I won’t get cancer from ejaculating dozens of times a day, right?”

“What Species gets cancer from ejaculation?” Wrosa looked back at him in confusion, “Even if you were severely irradiated for long periods of time, it is unlikely that your cells would mutate at all. Otherwise you would never have survived such reckless behavior on Tatooine for so long.”

“So anyway, about those ovaries?” He started thrusting more slowly as he looked over at a glass jar nearby, which had two little ‘meatballs’ floating in it.

“I can begin the procedure tomorrow. I know you care about Midichlorian Count and Force Sensitivity, but unfortunately, artificial manipulation of Midichlorians is…” Wrosa paused for a moment and sighed, “Difficult. However, the organs will function properly. With nourishment from her body and Force Energy, it should be possible to produce Force Sensitive offspring.”

“Sith Alchemy is another choice.” The Jedi Master made a surprising suggestion, “What? I’m almost four thousand years old. You think I’ve never studied Sith Alchemy before? I might not be able to ‘practice’ my knowledge, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t teach you… My ‘Apprentice’.”

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Chapter 154: Specializations

Kina Ha greatly overestimated Asmodeus’ capacity for scientific research and understanding. When it comes to Sith Magic and Alchemy, the difficulty wasn’t just about the manipulation of the Dark Side. It was also a general understanding of whatever subjects you needed to use the Dark Side Force Energies to deal with…

“Hahaha~! Look at this! Kina! Look!” Asmodeus held a big purplish-black orb between his palms and threw it out towards the ocean waves! It reached a hundred meters away before exploding and then creating a swirling, hellish implosion, before exploding into purple lightning everywhere!

“Frak! That was awesome!” Eldra laughed and gave him a high-five. Then she shot out some purple lightning from her fingertips, which wrapped around a big fish in the distance and pulled it onto the ramp! There was a smug smirk on her lips as she looked at that handsome face again, then she reached out and kissed his lips forcefully. The two of them were naked and she was just floating there, legless… So he grabbed her ass and started thrusting into her tight blue pussy!

“Yes, yes… Very… Impressive…” Kina sighed dramatically as she looked up towards the giant engines above them that provided shade. Finally, she turned to Shmi and smiled wryly, “It seems that you’re the only one that actually learned anything about Sith Alchemy.”

“Master Kina, I still don’t really understand much. But I’ll try harder in the future.” Shmi held a cracked teal Dragon Pearl in her hands and continued trying to ‘fix’ it. Though the progress was slow, at least there was visible progress and she did have hope of repairing the expensive Dragon Pearl… Though it was obviously tainted by the Dark Side Energies and started changing from teal to a darker green.

“You’re already doing very well. Don’t push yourself too hard to pull yourself in too many directions, Shmi.” Kina’s big blue-black eyes showed a lot of concern for the small human woman.

“Don’t worry, Master. My ‘burden’ is a lot lower now.” She looked over at her Master, who pressed Eldra’s back onto the giant silver-scaled fish and started fucking her even harder. Then she saw Sarry swimming around in the ocean with a few other girls on her back. Still bloated from that giant ‘dragon’ a week ago on Kamino…

Shmi continued, “It’s not just about sex. I’m not the only pilot anymore. Most of the menial mechanical tasks can also be handled by astromech droids. Even when it comes to editing, posting and organizing videos for our Holonet Channel, Rima is probably even better than me now… Aside from Sith Alchemy and a little talent for writing, I don’t really have anything special that only I can do for my Master.”

“It’s good to find something you enjoy and focus on that subject over others.” Kina nodded and looked over to the other side. Another one of her students was kneeling there, on a soft black Jedi Meditation Mat with a bunch of white circles on it.

“Tieos is such a beautiful world.” Aayla sighed, looking up at the bright blue sky with small clouds floating in the distance. This world was mostly covered by oceans, but there were also a lot of continents, mostly covered in grassland that could be converted into fields or used for grazing livestock.

At the moment it wasn’t fully developed though and some large corporations were busy fighting each other to the death over the ownership rights. Not to mention the Hutt Cartels. Ironically, the planet itself was very peaceful and there weren’t any pirate attacks or other major issues.

“It’s nice because even evil assholes have a vested interest in keeping it that way.” Asmodeus left Eldra’s cumsoaked ‘corpse’ behind on her flapping silver fish and came over to get a bottle of glowing green soda from the floating ball-shaped ‘beverage dispenser’.

“Besides, barely anyone actually lives or works here… Yet.” He took a few sips and breathed a sigh, then he almost dropped his drink when his body was yanked by the Force! Before he could react, his hips were pressing up against those bluish-gray inner thighs and his semi-flaccid dick was being squeezed inside that tight Kaminoan slit.

“Since you aren’t interested in Sith Alchemy, I’ll only teach you lightsaber combat and some Force manipulation tricks from now on. There’s no need to strain your pretty little head on those complicated things you can’t comprehend.” Kina grabbed his ass with her left hand and forced him to thrust, pulling back, she used the same ‘technique’ that he liked to use on Eldra before… That other hand caressed his cheek and ran those two fingers through his wet black hair.

“Yes, Master, I’m just your dumb little fuck-boy. The only thing I’m good for is satisfying your dark, sadistic urges…” Asmodeus grinned and reached out to grab the sides of her smooth and relatively small head, pulling her pretty face closer.

“Bad boy.” She smirked and allowed him to press his lips against hers, the two of them kissed for a while, as she used his dick like a dildo with the Force.

“Masters…” Aayla watched them for a while and hesitated. No matter what, this was definitely not the ‘proper’ relationship between a Jedi Master and her student… But only a few minutes later, Kina was ‘finished’ and pushed the boy away with a satisfied expression. Unfortunately, Asmodeus wasn’t anywhere close to satisfied yet.

“Ass up.” Hearing that familiar order, she sighed and went from kneeling to a downward dog pose. She felt the cool breeze blow over her moist holes as her face pressed against the mat. The tip of his cock spread open her lips and pierced inside a little as she opened her mouth, but just moaned and didn’t try to dissuade him.

“Don’t worry, our child isn’t so weak. She’s like her parents…” Asmodeus thrust inside of that tight blue twat and gripped her skinny waist as he crouched down, “Very durable.”

“Mas~ Master~!” Aayla couldn’t help calling out as he started pumping harder and faster, “How… How do you know? Did you… Did you see?”

“Ah, sorry…” He snickered and spanked her ass so hard she creamed, “The Force always likes to give spoilers in the form of Teaser Trailers. But yeah… I’m pretty sure she’s gonna be a girl. The rest is a bit blurry… I just remember, hmmm… I’m cumming!”

“Master~! Aaaah~!” Aayla's cervix was already ‘plugged’ by mucus and he wasn’t dumb enough to ‘break through’ and hurt his own tiny little fetus, so he pulled out and then thrust into her puckered asshole without mercy or even a short reprieve.

“Master, let me help you.” Shmi lost interest in the cracked Dragon Ball and hurried over behind the man’s sexy ass. She knelt down behind where he was crouching and spread his cheeks, licking from his taint to his crack, then focusing more on the winking pink ring inside.

“Shmi…” Asmodeus grinned and pulled out of that gaping blue hole, then horny ‘mommy’ off his ass and pressed her down on top of Aayla’s back! He spread her cheeks and thrust deep inside that hairy pussy, while staring at her cute spasming anus.

“Why won’t you get pregnant? There’s nothing wrong with your eggs or your womb. I think we’re just not trying hard enough! I order you as your Master! Conceive!”

“Yes, Master! Breed me! Please! Breed me~! Aaaagh~!”

“Kids…” Kina shook her head and chuckled, “I wonder if it’s time for me to start thinking about reproduction as well…”

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Chapter 155: Little Sarry
Asmodeus and the others didn’t actually spend every waking moment of their lives having sex. They even wore clothes sometimes… Sometimes. Not often, but occasionally.

“It’s amazing how fast she’s grown in only a few months.”

The tall, naked, muscular red-skinned man placed his palm on the thin, fleshy membrane that pulsated slowly. He was looking at the adorable face of his own daughter… The little girl also had smooth crimson skin, long black hair that floated in the clear nutrient solution and a surprisingly muscular figure. She was already five feet tall, had small breasts and no visible facial protrusions or tendrils. However, he looked down at the tendrils that squirmed out from between her legs from time to time and smirked.

“It seems like Wrosa really knows what she’s doing, huh?”

‘She is very talented.’ Sarry whispered into his mind as those tendrils writhed around his body, ‘This vessel… Is perfect.’

“Yeah… It’s a little sad though.” Asmodeus smiled wryly, reaching inside with the Force and caressing those pretty cheeks, “My first daughter to grow up… And she’s basically a vegetable.”

‘Rapid growth… Harmful.’ As Sarry spoke into his mind, the girl inside started smiling, opening those glowing golden eyes. She grinned and revealed those big, white, Sarlacc-style fanged teeth. Her cheeks opened up almost all the way to her ears and when she opened her mouth, he could see the four tongues squirming around inside.

“So cute.” He snickered as she closed her eyes and went back into a coma with her mouth open, “But yeah… There’s a reason why the Kaminoans don’t like to mature their clones ‘too’ rapidly. The brain needs time to develop properly. Most Sentients in the Galaxy have a somewhat similar growth cycle, probably for that same reason.”

‘Maybe…’ Sarry was quiet for a while, before the girl in the fleshy womb spoke directly: “Am I like ‘you’ now, Deus?”

“Maybe.” Asmodeus spread his arms and hugged the squishy sack, pressing the side of his face up against it, “I don’t really know. Sometimes I wonder whether I actually ‘reincarnated’ or if these memories are just something passed down in my genes? Or something that was programmed…”

“Unlikely. The Cloner would have noticed something like that already.” Sarry also pressed her humanoid body against his through the thin, yet durable layer of skin, “I believe in you. I believe you really did come from another universe. ‘Isekai Protagonism’. By definition, haven’t I achieved the same now?”

“Maybe, maybe not.” Asmodeus felt the big tendrils pressing up against his back and those tiny tentacles wiggled around on the other side of the flesh wall, trying to grasp his junk, but failing. Of course, the big ones also tried to penetrate him from behind and achieved some minor success.

“Sarry, your situation is more like… Growing an extra arm. Even though the arm is as powerful, flexible and useful as an entire body, it’s still just an arm. You’ll only truly know whether you ‘reincarnated’ if something happens to your actual Sarlacc body. But, I really don’t want anything to happen to you. I love the way you are.”

“I agree. I also love my current life… I love you. Your pets are also very… ‘Cute’. It’s fun to play with them from time to time.” Little Sarry opened her golden eyes again and looked behind her father’s head.

On the other wall were three women who were wrapped up in tentacles, with only their pained or smiling faces showing. One yellow, one green and one white. Obviously Tara couldn’t survive staying on the Trophy Wall all day, every day, so she would actually spend most of her time being tormented by the perverted Sarlacc instead.

“How much longer are you gonna stay inside?” Asmodeus backed away from the bubble with a boner and the little girl also floated back to the middle of the womb.

“I want to complete my full maturity cycle within my own body. This way I can reach my full potential. The amount of nutrients and ‘Force Energy’ I’ve poured into this body…” Sarry grinned again, those golden eyes glowing like little stars, “Although I might not fully understand Sith Alchemy or genetic manipulation, I have obtained quite a bit of memories from those two ‘children’ over the past few months. There is a ‘price’. A sacrifice to create such a perfect body and mature it the way I desire. But it’s a price I’m willing and able to pay.”

“Your lifespan is practically endless after all.” Asmodeus snickered and touched his cheek, “Mine is pretty long as well.”

A typical Sarlacc only lives 30-50k years, not because they die of old age, but because they die during the breeding process after reaching maturity. They can technically live forever, just like those billion year old space slugs. The difference is that the Exogorths can survive in an asteroid and stay dormant for countless years, waiting for someone or something to come along and feed them. Of course, they also have the ability to devour minerals and rocks for energy/nutrients. Which is just completely overpowered. By far the ‘strongest’ Sentient Species in the Galaxy, yet they usually stay so low-key. Probably why they can survive for billions of years while every other ‘immortal’ usually ends up dying in a few hundred or thousand years.

“Only five thousand years… Not enough.” Little Sarry smiled at him and touched her long black claw-like nails to her extremely defined abs, “When the time comes, I’ll make you a new body. Maybe we won’t survive forever… But at least we’ll never die from ‘old age’.”

“That’s true.” He smirked and pressed his palms on the fleshy wall again, “From the moment I knew I was a Sith Pureblood, I never actually worried about ‘aging’. There are just too many ways to cheat death in this Universe. Not to mention living hundreds or thousands of years. The hard part is just ‘surviving’ that long with all the crazy shit that constantly happens, everywhere, all the time.”

“According to your memories, nothing particularly interesting ever happened on Tieos. At least not before the Galactic Empire era…” Sarry giggled, “Sorry… I guess I just ‘tempted fate’.”

“Hahahaha~!” Asmodeus cackled, “I would say you jinxed us, but maybe it’s more like you tempted the Force to fuck us in the ass?”

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Chapter 156: Master vs Apprentice

An ominous figure walked out of the shadow of a tall tree in the dim evening light. Although a black cloak covered most of her body, there was still an obvious bulge on her chest and her height really wasn’t all that intimidating. However, under that hooded cloak was a reflective metal skull-like mask! She reached up with her black gloves and pulled down her hood, revealing the full, shiny silver helmet underneath! Then she reached down as the two flashy white and gold hilts entered her clenching fists…

*Tshhhh~!* Those two yellow blades shot out and formed an X in front of her body, then she took up a stance with her left saber in front and the right, up above, with her black boots spread apart. The perfect height to stab a taller enemy in the crotch and chest at the same time.

“It’s kinda shiny, but still really badass.” Asmodeus clapped his hands and walked forward, looking at the fancy ‘Sith Mask’ much more closely.

“Thank you, Master!” Shmi giggled and put away her lightsabers, looking up at him with those tinted black eye-holes, “Are you sure you don’t want me to make you one too?”

“Nah, I’m good. I want people to see my sexy face while I’m fucking them to death, hahaha~!” He smirked and shrugged, “Of course, if we manage to find some more Beskar, I wouldn’t mind if you gave everyone masks and-or armor, but for now… How about the lightsaber?”

“The Carkoon?” Shmi took off the helmet and smiled wryly, those eyes were still dark brown. As if the Dark Side had no intention of giving her cool contact lenses any time soon.

“What’s wrong?” Asmodeus titled his pretty head in confusion.

“No, it’s not a big deal. But Sarry says she wants to finish making it herself. At least when it comes to the Sith Alchemy parts.” She shrugged her shoulders under the black cloak, “Even if her body isn’t fully ‘mature’ yet, she can still do Sith Alchemy as a Sarlacc… Apparently. It kind of feels like I’m useless again.”

“You’re not useless, Shmi. You’ve never been and you never will be useless.” He ran his fingers through that long, thick, slightly sweaty brown hair and bent down to kiss her lips… Then he straightened up because she floated herself upwards in order to make it easier on her Master. Pulling his face away, he noticed that she was blushing on those tan cheeks.

“I know, Master. Even though I know, I still can’t help but feel that way sometimes.” The young woman giggled and put her scary Sith helmet back on, as the man in the black robe backed away.

“I can relate.” Asmodeus sighed as his 2 meters long lightsaber extended rapidly, burning a hole in the dirt and incinerating the grass. It was so hot that the nearby plants wouldn’t ignite, they simply disintegrated or vaporized!

“Be careful, Master.” Shmi also ignited her yellow blades again, but this time the meter long beams were also at full power!

“Don’t worry. Even if your head gets cut off, we can probably reattach it~! Hahah~!” As he laughed the ground quaked! The swirling purple darkness shrouded the grassland and completely oppressed his adorable Apprentice!

“I’m not that weak old woman anymore, Master.” Arcs of violet lightning erupted from that metal helmet like long flowing hair and coiled around her yellow lightsabers!

“It’s kind of annoying that everyone uses the same purple bullshit on top of other purple bullshit!” Asmodeus complained as he conjured up a few tiny swirling black orbs that orbited his body, “Better put up a shield!”

“Yes, Master!” Shmi’s body was suddenly covered by a blue forefield that started from her belt and quickly surrounded her whole body in a bubble!

“Wait, that’s fucking cheating!” Her Master complained as his black balls flew over and imploded, sucking up a bunch of her own Force Lightning and then exploding outward. The blast knocked her through the air, but she quickly dodged five more implosions while in mid-air!

“Master! Haven’t you always told me?!” Shmi giggled happily under the creepy mask, “Technology is power too! Only an idiot would rely solely on their own body in the face of a stronger enemy!”

“Good~! Good~! Hahahaha~! Come on! Let’s fuck-fight!” Asmodeus charged over and slammed his big red saber down against her two smaller yellow sabers, making them clash against her shiny silver forehead as her shield broke! The metal heated up slowly as she roared and pushed him back with all her strength, plus a lot of Force energy.

“Yes, Master!” Under the mask, she was grinning happily. Then she dodged a swipe and swung low, being deflected by a purple tentacle! The tendrils stretched out from the void behind his back and easily blocked or parried her rapid strikes!

“Awesome, right? Hahaha~!” That huge man smashed his big red stick down again and again, those two little yellow lightsabers were pressed against her skull-like face over and over!

“Mmmmn~! Very-very awesome~! Haaaaah~!” Shmi moaned as the purple tentacles passed through her clothes and whipped against her body, leaving a tingly sensation. It felt similar to low-intensity lightsaber attacks or mild Force Lightning. Then the tentacles receded and were replaced by two powerful glowing red Force Arms!

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Chapter 157: Tentacles, Hands and Eyes

“Fight harder! Fight!” Asmodeus roared as he slammed his stick down again, only using one hand, but she had to block with both in order to resist him with all her strength. He reached out and strangled her throat with the Force, using his free hand. Then those two glowing Force Hands passed through her cloak and the protective black armor hidden underneath. Nothing stopped those fingers from penetrating into her sweaty, creamy, hairy pussy and fingering deep inside!

“Aaaah~! Maaster~! Aaaaaah~!” Shmi screamed as her lightsabers were knocked away and turned off before they landed on the burnt grassy ground. He turned his own lightsaber off and reached out with his other hand. Strangling her throat even tighter! That second red Force Hand grabbed her right breast and gripped it through the armor covering her chest.

“You’ve done well, Little Schutta. But you aren’t the only one improving!” He reached out and removed her helmet, revealing that reddened face. She purposefully wore a lot of eyeshadow and eyeliner so that when she cried it would look more dramatic.

“Now… It’s time to serve your Master!”

“Yes… Yes, Master! Ugh~!” She was still being choked but now his hands were really around her throat as she kneeled on the grass in front of him, using her black-gloved hands and a bit of ‘Force’ to quickly pull his cock out of those black pants. Then she started sucking and slurping, crying and jerking. Meanwhile those purple tentacles and red hands kept molesting, violating her most sensitive places through her armor and clothing.

‘The make-up was a nice touch by the way.’ Asmodeus whispered into her mind as his hot cum sprayed all over her pretty face, “Pathetic. Keep sucking. This is your only meal for the rest of the day. Make the most of it.”

“Yes… Yes, Master.” She used her gloves to anxiously wipe down the tears, black make up and slimy goo into her mouth, struggling to swallow it all and then ‘smile’ afterwards. Then she started sucking again like a dutiful little slave…

***

From the distant trees, two cloaked figures were watching everything with solemn expressions on their faces. Obviously they could see the silver orb-shaped holocams floating around and they knew it was just a ‘show’, but still… As two Force Users, they understood just how terrifying that ‘Master Asmodeus’ really was!

“He’s gotten so much stronger now…” The dark-skinned man with a horizontal golden stripe across his face whispered to the beautiful pale-skinned, red-haired and red-eyed woman to his left.

“We don’t know how long it’s been since they posted the last videos to the Holonet.” Ros Lai murmured softly, “I couldn’t hear what they were saying earlier. Something about Carkoon? Sarry?”

“Sarry is their pet Sarlacc. Carkoon was the name of the pit on Tatooine where the beast used to live.” Quinlan raised his binoculars again, zooming in closely and… Watching Shmi suck that red dick in high-fidelity and ‘close range’.

“Let me see.” Ros quickly grabbed the binoculars from him and zoomed in even farther, “Incredible… If only her skills with a lightsaber could match her fellatio technique.”

“I thought you Nightsisters disdained pleasuring men.” He sneered at the vicious woman.

“We disdain pleasuring worthless men. But it doesn’t mean we don’t know how to make powerful men happy, as they sacrifice their lifeforce to us.” The beautiful woman smirked at the handsome man. She had a black marking on her forehead that looked like two arrows facing down, with a big one at the bottom and a small one above that.

“You speak as if you have any experience.” Quinlan rolled his brown eyes and took the binoculars back from her as she pouted.

“And how much experience do ‘you’ have, Vos?” She snickered quietly.

“Pleasuring men? More than you.” He smiled wryly and continued watching the two of them, “And you likely have more experience with women than I do, so there’s no need to make a snarky joke about my sexuality. If I thought that Asmodeus would be interested in me, why would I need your help?”

“You never know if you don’t try.” Ros giggled as she reached out to touch his cheek, but he easily avoided her ‘attack’, “I do have an idea…”

“Hopefully it doesn’t involve being captured, tortured and humiliated. Remember that my objective is to save my Padawan. Nothing else matters.” He put the binoculars away and glared at the arrogant woman.

“You still haven’t gotten over that?” She squinted her red eyes and smirked, “Don’t worry, Dear. Although they seem like monsters on the surface, reality is often stranger than fiction. As long as we don’t openly attack them, they shouldn’t go out of their way to hurt us either. We should wait until they’re finished first… Then… Heheh~!”

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Chapter 158: Whatever The Cost
Three hours later…

“Aaah~! Master~! Mmmn~! Please~! Spare me~! Aaaah~!” Shmi was completely naked and hanging upside down from the branch of a tree.

“This is training, my Apprentice. I’m training and so are you. Together, we’ll become unstoppable!” Asmodeus used those long purple Force Tentacles to whip, molest and penetrate her body, occasionally those big red hands would also slap her around, finger her pussy, ass or twist her one nipple.

“Yeeessss~! Maaassster~!” She screamed as the creamy juices sprayed out once again, this time she also started pissing all over herself. After all, it’s been three hours and it definitely wasn’t the first time she had to go…

“For fuck’s sake, Shmi…” Finally he panted and complained, “How much longer is this goddamn movie? Even I have ‘some’ limits, okay?”

“Movie?” Shmi finally snapped out of the ‘act’ with piss dripping down her reddened face and soaking wet hair. Then she looked up and noticed the spheres still recording everything, “Sorry, Master… I almost forgot we were just acting.”

“I’m not ‘just acting’, okay? I’ve been fucking and ‘training’ you for the past three hours. I wanna go home, take a shower, eat something and go he fuck to sleep.” Asmodeus released her entangled feet. He was also naked, so he didn’t really care when her filthy body landed in his arms. He was also soaked in various juices.

“Now that you mention it, I’m pretty tired too…” She sighed and hugged him tightly, “I love you, Deus.”

“I love you too, Mom.” He snickered and held the dirty schutta in his arms, walking back over to where they left their clothes, weapons and armor in the field. However, it was a lot darker now. The sun went down an hour or two ago.

“Master…” Shmi suddenly tensed up and looked around anxiously.

“You’ve been watching us for three hours now. Did you like what you saw?” Asmodeus looked over towards the two cloaked figures walking out from behind the trees nearby, “Don’t give me some bullshit like this is your property or whatever. Even if it was, do you think we’d care? Besides, I know you’re Force Users…”

“Did you think you could attack us when we got tired and were unarmed?!” Shmi sneered with yellowish foamy liquid dripping down her messy bangs, across her nose and onto her nippleless left breast that was covered in bruises.

“Attack you, now why would we do that?” A seductive voice came from beneath the brown hood of the 175 cm tall woman. Then she pulled back her hood and revealed her long curly red hair, similarly dark-red eyes, pale skin and the special marking on her forehead. The cloak spread apart a bit and revealed the huge bust that was slightly exposed from the top of her one-piece purple-leather outfit. It was also possible to see her hips and thighs as she pulled the cloak off completely and tossed it aside. She also wore red, thigh-high boots and wrist guards.

Asmodeus looked at her for a moment and then seemed to lose interest, “You smell familiar… Uh, well, all I can really smell is piss at the moment, but you know what I mean. Like your aura is familiar. Definitely a Jedi. With a Dark Jedi? Or maybe a Sith wannabe?”

“I am…” The 196 cm tall figure wasn’t much shorter than Asmodeus. Removing the cloak, they revealed a muscular, surprisingly busty figure hidden under brown Jedi Robes. She had a heroic yet beautiful face with brown skin, a pretty gold marking from one side to the other, there were also some markings on her temples though they were mostly covered by the long black dreadlocks that reached her shoulders.

“I am a Jedi Knight. I was returning from a mission to Dathomir when the Force guided me here.”

“Dathomir?!” Shmi shouted in disbelief, “That’s on the other side of the Galaxy!”

“A long way to drag a Dark Sider along for a ‘hunch’, huh?” Asmodeus raised an eyebrow, then smirked, “I get it though. I know why you’re really here…”

The two ‘girls’ on the other side waited nervously as the naked red-skinned man put down her dirty slave and spread his hands, “Don’t worry, I can sign my autograph with the Force, hahaha~! Unless you don’t mind getting a little wet and sticky… Oh wait, never mind. If you’re a fan of our work, then an autograph covered in piss, sweat and cum would probably be worth way more Credits! Hahaha~!”

Quinlan and Ros looked at each other in surprise. Then the Jedi Knight pulled out a pen and paper… Yes, pens and paper do still exist, though most people just use Datapads or Holoprojectors.

“Master, you can’t let your guard down!” Shmi shouted anxiously. Causing the two of them to get nervous again. Then they were relieved when the silly woman explained, “Don’t forget about the last time… Who knows if they’re just trying to steal your genes for some nefarious purpose?”

“Oh yeah! Guess I’ll just have to use the Force, huh?” Asmodeus shrugged and reached out with two conjured up glowing red arms. They stretched out five meters away and quickly scribbled a name on the paper in a language they couldn’t recognize. Then he turned to Shmi, “You sign too. They’re fans, but definitely not just fans of ‘me’, right?”

“Of course!” Ros shouted and grinned her perfect, straight white teeth, “We would love to get autographs from everyone in your crew, but we don’t want to seem pushy…”

“Everyone? Like even the droids?” He snickered, “Well, it doesn’t make much of a difference to me. But is this really all you came here for? Did Mace Windu say anything? We haven’t chatted in a while…”

“You know Master Windu?” Quinlan was visibly surprised and even Ros was a little shocked, “Uh, sorry, no, I didn’t receive any orders to come here… In fact, it would be better if no one else knew that I met with you.”

“That seems kinda contradictory. Why bother with the signatures if you don’t wanna show them off?” Asmodeus wondered, then shook his head, “Whatever. We gotta go back and take showers. You guys can come with us if you want.”

“That would be wonderful!” Ros Lai smirked and looked over at the scowling Kiffar girl, “By the way, we’re both virgins. In case you were wondering~!”

“I know. You’re cute too.” He just casually nodded and waved his hand, “If you wanna join the ‘cast’, you’ll have to wait till tomorrow for a proper interview. Right now, I’m way too tired.”

“Interview…” Quinlan grimaced and glared at the giggling woman to ‘her’ left. The Nightsister just winked her dark-red eye and followed after that sexy red ass.

“Aayla…” She sighed and murmured to herself, “Whatever the cost… I will save you.”

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Chapter 159: Dangerous Hunger
It wasn’t a very long walk back to the ship. They were parked in the middle of a large grassland area nearby. The gray ship reflected the moonlight and stood out even from miles away. The big ramp was down, as if they weren’t even slightly concerned about anyone or anything breaking into their home… And for good reason.

“That’s…” Ros had seen plenty of giant monsters like Rancors, but it was her first time seeing such a huge beast! The tan-brown flesh wasn’t as dry as before and looked a lot healthier now. Sarry was laying on her hard, armored belly and still digesting most of that ‘dragon’ she ate back on Kamino. The head was closed and looked like a terrifying meaty flower bud, attached to the body of some sort of ‘pig-like’ creature.

“A Sarlacc…” Quinlan’s expression became even more grim than before. He could feel the oppressive ‘Darkness’ constantly radiating from the beast. It wasn’t just an ordinary animal. It was definitely Force Sensitive, maybe even a Force User of some sort.

“Sarry~! I’m home~!” Asmodeus and Shmi weren’t awed or frightened in the slightest. Even as that gaping maw opened up and those long, slimy tentacles started licking their bodies clean. As for their clothes, armor and lightsabers? They were careless enough to let their two ‘fans’ carry everything!

‘Welcome home, Deus.’ A deep, feminine voice bombarded their minds! Ros and Quinlan almost fell to their knees, but with a wave of his red hand, Asmodeus casually lifted the two of them up.

“Don’t scare the newcomers, Baby.” He snickered and patted her thick tentacle that was cleaning his body, “I heard you wanted to finish the Carkoon yourself? How’s it going?”

‘Completed.’ She replied succinctly, ‘I am almost… Born.’

“I know. I’m really excited too.” Asmodeus grinned, kissing her slimy tentacle and causing the two ‘newbies’ to cringe, “You feel it, don’t you?”

‘Yes… Dangerous.’ As soon as they heard that, both Ros and Quinlan felt like their hearts would stop, but then they calmed down a bit. Only a bit. Because what she said wasn’t much better, ‘Enemies… Approaching. Monsters… Evil, Dark, Dangerous… Hungry.’

“I’m starving too.” He snickered and complained, “I’m not like you… I can’t just eat a giant sea monster and stay full for months on end.”

‘Hmmm, Sarlaccs have their perks.’ Sarry snickered and then released the two of them. For her, their juices were a delicacy, not waste. So she liked to snack whenever she had the chance. They would still have to take showers afterwards anyway.

“Okay, come on you two. Don’t be afraid. You’re a Jedi Knight, right? Don’t be such a pussy.” Asmodeus waved his hand and released their bodies back to the ground. They quickly walked around the closing Sarlacc mouth and up the long metal ramp. Into the belly of the ship.

The first thing they noticed was that the ground was covered in dirt and grasses were growing freely. There were also birds, squirrels and other random animals living in some trees within the large open space. A Sheathipede Shuttle, a little ‘ball’ and a shiny silver YT-1300 were parked over on the side. A bunch of mushrooms were growing under them, while a pack of deer-like creatures were also gathered around and sleeping peacefully. There was even a small pond with fish that they had to walk around to reach the end of the gradually narrowing ‘cargo/hangar bay’.

“Your ship is certainly… Unique.” Quinlan smiled wryly as she almost tripped over a tree root, then stepped in a muddy puddle. Fortunately, once they made it into the hallway, they were immediately greeted by a swarm of horny cleaning droids! Some were just little ‘boxes’ or ‘circles’ on the ground, but others looked more like short humanoid stick-bots. They used various tools, either internal or external to clean up the mess. Some of them also took the dirty clothes Vos and Ros were carrying.

“It’s awesome, right? It’s a neat concept at least. Kina has a whole room that’s just an underwater ‘garden’, next to a small meditation garden. They’re blocked by a forcefield so you can just walk from one into the other.” Asmodeus bragged as he looked back at the two beautiful women.

“Kina?” Ros asked curiously, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen any Kina in your holovids. Is she new?”

“Not really.” Shmi answered, “Not all of our crew members are Asmodeus’ Slaves. And even among the Slaves, they can choose to hide their identities or not. After all, our Master is very generous and gentle…”

“Gentle?” Quinlan’s face twitched a bit as she looked at Shmi’s body that was covered in bruises, burns, cuts and welts. Even her nipple was missing, though she knew it was an old wound from a long time ago.

“You’ll understand. Master Deus is just a cute little boy.” Shmi giggled as she reached up and caressed that handsome face, which was now covered in Sarlacc slime instead of urine and cum.

“Come on. Let’s go take a shower!” Asmodeus looked over at the nervous women with a smirk, “You don’t have to join us-”

“No! We’ll join you!” Ros grinned and winked at Quinlan, who was scowling again.

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Chapter 160: ‘Interview’

They didn’t go to the sonic shower room, of which there were actually quite a few. Instead, they went to one of the less common ‘real’ shower rooms. The whole ship was basically their ‘house’, so it really didn’t matter which bathrooms or showers they used, whenever they wanted. It was usually whatever was the closest at the time.

“By the way, what are your names?” Asmodeus was being scrubbed down by Shmi with soapy water and the Force. Those golden eyes were scrutinizing the two ‘fans’, who were slowly taking their clothes off.

“I’m Ros Lai, a Nightsister from Dathomir…” She was a little hesitant, but finally revealed her real name and ‘occupation’. Then she also revealed her large, pale breasts with cute dark-pink nipples. She didn’t have rippling abs like Asmodeus or Quinlan, but she was definitely in really good shape. Those arms, shoulders and thighs were also very athletic. Against her pale skin, that trimmed dark-red bush was also very eye-catching.

“Do you like what you see?” Ros smirked and turned to the side, revealing the side of her sexy ass and muscular back, “I know you like hair, hehe~!”

“I do like your hair.” Asmodeus nodded with a smile as she walked up to him, into the splashing soapy water. Since his back was being washed by Shmi, she decided to start scrubbing his front…

“Do you want me to call you… Master? Or just Deus?” The nervous girl rubbed her hands on his chest, then down his abs and felt that big red ‘lightsaber’ stabbing into her own abs.

“That depends on whether you wanna be my slave or only a crew member.” He looked down into those pretty red irises and whispered, “Tell me… What do you really want?”

“I want…” Ros trembled and bit her lower lip, trying to wake herself up, but it was already too late.

“You want to capture me. To dominate me. Turn me into your slave.” Asmodeus placed his hands on her cheeks and looked into her chaotic mind, “And then go back and use me to breed a whole generation of powerful Witches. Not just one generation. As many as you can get out of me before your Magicks drain me of my power and make you stronger. Something like that.”

“I don’t… I didn’t…” She panicked and released a pale green light from her hands, pressing it against his chest! However, it only lasted a moment before she felt like she was completely cut off from the Force!

“The two of you are different.”

Asmodeus looked up towards the other naked woman. There was also a golden marking across her left upper arm. But his gaze scanned downwards instead. Those breasts were nice, with muscular pecs behind them. The abs were almost as cut as his own. The hips were wider, which was normal. She had thick, curly black pubes. The hair started at her bellybutton and went all the way across and down to her light-brown vulva. Those muscular thighs and calves were also sexy. However, what he was most interested in wasn’t the body.

“You’re afraid. Not afraid of me. Or even what I might do to you… But afraid ‘for’ someone else.”

“I’m actually here because…” Quinlan opened her mouth and hesitated, then breathed a sigh and finally explained sincerely, “I knew Eldra Kaitis from the Temple. We were friends once… I saw the way you treated her and the way she fell to the Dark Side. I thought…”

“You wanted to ‘save’ her from me?” The handsome crimson man smirked and pushed the stunned Nightsister off to the side, “Are you going to strike me down and rescue your little childhood friend? Or maybe you had a crush on her?”

“Eldra and I weren’t ‘that’ close.” She shook her head and walked forward, hesitating for a moment but… Eventually she placed her strong, callused hands on his muscular chest. The two of their faces were only a few inches away. That golden stripe reflected the light from those golden eyes.

“Your mind is a lot harder to read than hers…” Asmodeus smirked as he ran his fingers down that muscular back and grabbed that firm ass, “You’re trying your hardest to hide your true thoughts from me. But… I don’t really need to know everything. I already know the most important things. You’re a virgin, you’re here to ‘save’ your friend, you don’t want to hurt me, at least you don’t want to kill me or anyone else I care about. That’s good enough.”

“You trust me that easily?” Quinlan furrowed her brows as her dreadlocks started to get wet. Some water also splashed into her eyes from the top of the man’s head.

“Do you think it’s ‘easy’ to gain the trust of a powerful telepathic Force User?” He smirked as his cock pressed against that tangled furry mess, “The real question is whether you’re here to join my crew, become my slave or try to convince your friend to leave with you?”

“For now…” Vos hesitated again but eventually reached behind the man’s back and moved down to his similarly firm ass, squeezing tightly as she breathed heavily. She smiled wryly and shook her head, “I’m no one’s slave. I’ll join your crew for now. If my friend wants to leave with me… Promise me you won’t stop us.”

“So what you’re saying is that…” Asmodeus snickered and looked into those clear brown eyes, “Instead of being a slave, you’re willing to work for free as an intern?”

Quinlan chuckled and nodded, “The difference between an intern and a slave is that at least I can choose when to leave.”

“I mean, yeah, if you’re on a planet?” He retorted, “If you’re an intern on a ship and you wanna quit, are you gonna jump out the fucking airlock? I know it might look cool in the holovids, but don’t actually try that shit in reality! Hahaha~!”

Vos smirked, “Do we have a deal, Captain Asmodeus?”

“Of course we do, my lovely little Seaman.” Asmodeus snickered, patting that sexy ass and pushing the muscular girl off of his body, “You can decide whether you wanna show your face or hide your identity for the porn scenes later. For now, it’s time to deal with my new ‘Toy’.”

“Wait… Wait, ‘Toy’?” Ros started panicking again as she knelt on the wet shower floor, “What do you mean toy?! I’m your Slave! Right?!”

“Hehehe~!” Shmi grabbed the taller woman’s wet red hair and lifted her up off the ground, “Oh you poor, stupid Schutta~! You could’ve been a glorious Slave of Master Asmodeus, but you just couldn’t help yourself~! Heheheh~!”

“Get off me! Aaah~! Why?! What did you do to me?!” Ros Lai screamed as she was lifted up in front of her new owner.

“Don’t worry. I just severed you from the Force temporarily.” He shrugged, “Otherwise, you might be able to escape. Don’t worry. Your punishment won’t be that severe. As long as you’re a good little toy for a while, I’ll upgrade you to a slave.”

“You, you Rancor!” Ros screamed and then spit at his face. She tried to elbow Shmi in the face, but her whole body was zapped with purple lightning from behind!

“I’m surprised you’re not trying to defend your friend?” Asmodeus looked over towards the woman, “By the way, you never did tell me your name…”

“My name’s Quin.” She watched the screaming woman being electrocuted and smirked, “And we’re not ‘friends’. She was my prisoner. I think she still has some good left in her, but it doesn’t mean I forgive her for what she did to me.”

“Makes sense.” Asmodeus shrugged, “Anyway, I’m gonna go to sleep. Feel free to pick a room. Any room really. As long as it’s not taken already. Goodnight~!”

“Goodnight?” ‘Quin’ watched the three of them leave the bathroom and looked down at her furry bush. She reached past the tangled wet mess and rubbed her clit, trembling slightly, “I hope this Magick can last long enough…”

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Chapter 161: Undercover
Quinlan opened his eyes in the simple cabin. His, no, ‘her’ body was covered in sweat. Not from the heat, but because they had that nightmare again. Tendrils, entering her nose, sucking out her brain. Helplessness, fear, anxiety, they all lead to the Dark Side.

“There is no emotion, there is peace.”

She sat up onto the bed and started meditating with her hands facing upwards above her knees…

“I need to piss.” Well, it didn’t take long before she was able to calm herself and realize what truly mattered.

As a man for 26 years, Quin obviously wasn’t that familiar with her new anatomy yet. Honestly, she had no idea that Ros’ magic could be so ‘thorough’. Maybe on a genetic level she was still Quinlan Vos, but even that wasn’t so certain. It certainly looked and felt real enough that she couldn’t notice any inconsistencies.

“I’m Quin, Jedi Knight…” She murmured to herself while pissing into the sonic toilet. There was no water, but it was actually a bit more convenient. Even had a sonic bidet and actively cleaned the urine from her furry snatch without needing to use the Force or take a shower directly.

“I’m still from Kiffu. Still a Kiffar. I trained on my homeworld instead of the Jedi Temple… Then my parents…”

As she was trying to get her ‘story’ straight, she couldn’t help having flashbacks again. He saw his parents die. Not directly, but through the psychometry of the Kiffar. An ability to see the past through an object. He watched as they were devoured by those monsters…

“Stop. I’m a woman now. I’ve always been a woman. I need to stop remembering things as if I was a man before. Otherwise my true identity will be revealed.”

She was worried about not revealing her identity, yet she still had the same obvious facial marking, skin color, hair, eyes… Except for getting a little more slender, feminine, ‘beautiful’ and replacing a dick with a pussy, barely anything was changed! They’re still a Jedi, still looking for blue Twi’lek, even their name wasn’t fully concealed!

“Phew… I need to find Aayla quickly.”

After finishing up in the bathroom, Quin put on a new, fresh set of white Jedi Robes, which were prepared by some random droids before she went to bed last night. She still felt a little awkward having those bigger bulges on her chest, while also missing the one down below.

“I know she’s here but the Dark Side clouds this place…”

Even though Kina was a powerful Master, she was also very proficient in hiding herself from others. In fact, many of the easiest places to hide have always been the places strong in the Dark Side of the Force. Of course, if Quin’s senses were stronger, he could also see or feel those blazing auras around the ship.

“Oh, hi!” A cute, high-pitched voice suddenly startled the Jedi Knight. She looked over and saw a short, green-skinned Rodian girl who was smiling up at her and looking curiously with those big purple eyes. The girl wore a degrading ‘slave outfit’ common on Tatooine and Nar Shaddaa. She introduced herself immediately, “I’m Ra Thuvra! I’m Master’s third slave! And umm, I’m the first Dancer! The best Dancer!”

“Hello, I’m Quin. A new Seaman on this ship.” Quin nodded calmly and then decided to ask, “Is there a cafeteria or a mess hall? I haven’t eaten a decent meal in a while…”

“Yeppi! This way~!” Ra’s smooth green hand grabbed her rough brown palm and pulled her along, though the giant woman obviously just followed her closely. The little girl didn’t have that much strength or any notable Force skills.

*Tshhh~!* The doors in front of them opened and they entered a large dining area, with a kitchen nearby. There was a silver protocol droid, along with some other random droids standing behind the counter and preparing food. They only had a few ‘crew members’, but the amount of food they could consume was impressive. Someone was always hungry and this was the place they went to eat.

“There’s nobody here yet, but the others should come for breakfast soon!” Ra shouted excitedly as she hopped and skipped over to a simple round metal table. She picked a spot relatively close to the kitchen so that the droids wouldn’t have to travel as far and risk dropping her food on the floor like last time.

“I’ve seen and read a lot about you, Ra.” Quin smiled gently at the cute girl, even after all the child had experienced, she could still feel the Light Side so strongly in the girl. Compared to Ra, she thought back to her own fears and failures, feeling somewhat inferior.

“Hehe~! Master says the Force really loves me!” Ra giggled and used the built-in Holoprojector on the table to look at the menu, “Ah, there’s so much to choose from! We still have Kamoradon meat left! Yay~! If I get a Kamoradon Burger, can you feed it to me?”

“I’m sorry… What?” Quin was stunned at first, but figured it wasn’t a big deal, so she agreed… A few minutes later, she started questioning her life choices. She would chew up the delicious burger, but then… That cute green face pressed against hers. The tongue reached inside and that little mouth slurped up the grinded up food. Rodians didn’t have teeth. But they had other methods to eat tougher foods. Usually they’d just use a blender or turn it into a smoothie, but Ra prefers this more ‘natural’ approach instead.

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Chapter 162: Popularity
Eventually Quin was able to eat half of her delicious and precious Komoradon Burger without ‘sharing’ it. The little Rodian girl drank a purple slushie and then said, “I’m gonna go play outside! This world is so pretty! I’m gonna go collect as much of it as I can before we leave!”

“So innocent.” Quin sighed and shook her head, biting down on the greasy burger with a smirk, “He says I’m working for free, but how much would a meal like this cost? Could I even afford it with the budget the Council provides?”

The answer was definitely ‘no’. Even on Kamino, Kamoradon meat was fairly rare. They didn’t export it to outsiders in the first place. If Asmodeus really wanted, he could have sold their supply for a decent chunk of Peggats or Credits. There’s a reason why Smugglers exist. They don’t all deal with slaves or drugs. There are lots of animals, plants and even just art from various worlds that are either illegal, prohibited or extremely rare.

Speaking of Kamino, two almost identical Kaminoan women with pale-white skin, extremely long necks, big black eyes and slender bodies entered the cafeteria. One of the women was wearing a fancy long white Kaminoan dress, while the other was completely naked and crawling on the ground. The mother and daughter looked over at the newcomer curiously, but soon they lost interest and chose a different place to sit. The naked one had to stay on the ground, but even so, her long neck and tall body allowed her to at least eat from the same table.

“Bizarre.” Quin found the situation odd, but she tried not to think about it too much. One of the droids prepared a meal and then carried it out of the room. She heard something about a ‘Doctor Wrosa’? She was a little surprised that the ship actually had a doctor in the first place. Then again, for such a huge vessel, such few crew members was already very strange. At least there were droids to fill up the numbers.

The doors opened again and a Twi’lek appeared… But she was yellow.

“I’m Nulii. The best Dancer on the Voracity.” The short, busty girl in a slave outfit actually walked right over and sat down at Quin’s table. Scooting next to her very familiarly.

“Quin. Jedi Knight.” She responded a little stiffly as those big yellow breasts pressed against her muscular light-brown arm, “I… I’ve seen your holovids. You’re very talented.”

“Thank you~! Don’t feel too nervous.” Nulii giggled and reached up to play with those dangly dreadlocks, “I might be famous, but I’m still just a slave… As a member of this crew, you can do whatever you want to me. Anything.”

“Is this…” Quin looked around and whispered, “Are we being recorded?”

“Almost everything gets recorded around here.” Nulii pouted as her yellow Lek reached in across that soft, yet muscular chest: “Just because something gets recorded, doesn’t mean it actually makes it to the Holonet though. I’m so cute and sexy, but for some stupid reason my scenes usually aren’t that popular. Even that Rodian schutta is beating me in ratings!”

“You have a lot of competition.” Quin sighed and sipped a glowing blue iced soda she was holding with her unrestricted left hand, “Schutta Shmi targets a specific audience. There are countless other Twi’lek slave girls out there. The reason why Eldra is so popular is because everyone knows she used to be a Jedi Padawan. Now she…”

“I hate that schutta!” Nulii gritted her teeth and complained, “I know I’m not a Jedi or a Sith, but I’m not just any Twi’lek Dancer Slave! Look! Master even lets me hold his lightsaber!”

Quin watched in horror as the crazy girl reached down under her thin golden cloth flap and pulled a silver hilt out of her pink pussy, “Be careful!”

“Don’t worry. It’s made so that you can’t turn it on that easily.” Nulii giggled and handed the slimy lightsaber into that big right hand. Then she couldn’t help laughing, “This reminds me of when I first got here.”

“You mean… ‘Lala’?” Quin grimaced as she recalled that humiliating bathroom scene. Of course she jerked off to it, but still…

“Lala isn’t so bad. At least she’s a lot nicer than Eldra.” Nulii sighed dramatically and started eating the fruit salad that was brought over. No longer molesting the cute Jedi, “Ugh… I’m basically the least popular out of everyone. Lala is so damn lucky. She didn’t even show her face, but that just made people more interested… And now…”

“Now what? Did something happen to Lala?” Quin’s heart started racing and then she felt something. A connection, finally! Looking over at the door, she couldn’t help smiling when she saw that familiar, beautiful blue face! Those gray eyes also immediately locked with hers… There was shock, surprise and then shame, fear, anxiety, guilt. It was understandable though.

“What happened? She got lucky!” Nulii looked over at the blue Twi’lek who was walking slowly and nervously towards their table. She was wearing a brown long-sleeved crop top and some tight brown pants.

“Lucky…” Quin looked down and trembled, feeling like she was punched in the balls, or ovaries. That normally flat blue belly was bulging a bit. Not too much, it hasn’t been that long, but it was still obvious because of how skinny the girl used to be…

“Yes…” ‘Lala’ smiled wryly as she looked at her former Master’s pretty face with that golden stripe across it. Then she placed her hand on her slightly swollen belly and sighed, “Shmi has been trying for so long, but still hasn’t seen any results. The Force chose me instead.”

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Chapter 163: Lala and Quin
“Ugh…” Nulii looked back and forth between the two other people who were staring silently, awkwardly, across the table. As soon as she finished eating, she got up and grumbled, “I’ll go find Ra. I have to make sure that stupid girl doesn’t get kidnapped or lost.”

“Be careful.” Quin handed her back that sticky silver hilt and she quickly put it back into her ‘sheath’. Looking down at the juices on her hand for a while, a droid suddenly came over with some sanitizer and cleaned it off!

“It’s nice, isn’t it?” Aayla smirked, looking around the almost empty cafeteria. Except for the droids, everyone else had already left. But she knew that they were always being recorded and ‘watched’. There was no such thing as privacy around a bunch of voyeurs and telepathic Force Users.

Quin sighed, “This many droids must have been expensive.”

“Not as expensive as you would think.” The blue girl shook her head, “Some came with the ship. Some were stolen from Kamino. Others… Were actually made by other droids.”

“Is that legal? Never mind.” The Jedi Knight chuckled, looking into those clear silvery-gray eyes, “Lala… It’s nice to meet you. I’m Quin.”

“My real name is Aayla Secura.” She looked around at the security cameras in the corners of the cafeteria, she also knew that there were others. For example, below the tables… However, what they recorded was mostly just background noise due to the sheer quantity of footage. Even Rima and Tara couldn’t comb through everything themselves, they had to have C-3PO and other similar droids help out. Then decide what to use and what to simply store away in case it might be important later.

“I’m keeping my identity secret, but everyone on the ship knows that I used to be a Jedi Padawan. I was… Drugged. I lost my memory. My uncle… I still feel guilty about what happened, everything that happened. The way I treated my former Master when they only wanted to help me.”

“I’m sure they forgive you.” Quin smiled slightly, reaching across the table.

“I hope so…” Aayla hesitated for a moment, but also held that rough, slightly feminine, yet familiar hand. The table wasn’t very large, so they could hold hands pretty easily.

“There’s no reason to pretend anymore, Aayla.” Quinlan sighed, “Captain Asmodeus isn’t a fool. It’s obvious that I’m your former Master. And he made me a promise… Come back to Coruscant with me, my Padawan. As long as you agree, I can take you home.”

“Mas… Quin, I ‘am’ home.” Aayla’s Lekku writhed anxiously as her eyes teared up and she couldn’t help sniffling, “Quin, I can’t return anymore. I can’t… You know why. I won’t let them take my child from me.”

“I know.” The handsome woman smiled wryly, “And I don’t blame you. I’ve never been very good at avoiding ‘attachments’ either.”

“Stay here. Please, just… Stay with me.” The Padawan looked down at their clasped hands and back up at those gentle brown eyes, “I know I’m being selfish… Possessive, even. But maybe I’ve already fallen to the Dark Side.”

“I never said I would leave without you.” Quinlan smirked a bit on those light-brown lips, “I was just enslaved for three months on Dathomir. Almost killed many times. I even saved Coruscant from being destroyed by an ancient superweapon. I deserve a long vacation.”

“That’s amazing.” Aayla sniffled and looked up at ‘him’ with that same idolation, admiration and even love as before. Then she giggled and grinned, “You should tell Master Asmodeus. No… I guess he probably already knows. He owes you a big favor now.”

“He knows? How much…” Quin frowned and looked down at her cleavage that was showing through the neck of her brown Jedi Robes, “Is that why he accepted me so easily?”

“I think he would have ‘accepted’ you no matter whether you agreed or not, Master.” In the end, she couldn’t keep herself from saying that familiar word. A word with all Jedi, Sith and Slaves spoke so often.

The muscular woman scowled, “You mean…”

“From the moment you appeared before him, you already ‘belonged’ to Master Asmodeus.” Aayla looked back down at her own blue stomach and pulled that big brown hand over, “Can you feel ‘her’? Can you hear her voice?”

“Dad…” It was a young woman’s voice. That same voice that drew him here! Then he saw a gorgeous crimson face, with big silver eyes, long black hair, black eyebrows and small tendrils on her chin… More importantly, there was a golden tattoo across her cheeks and nose!

“I could hear her calling you in my dreams.” Aayla stood up and walked around to sit down next to the tall, muscular woman. She looked up at that shocked and even frightened face, but that only made her giggle, “Quinlan, you saw her face, didn’t you?”

“I… Passed down my qukuuf to your child?” Usually the markings are inherited from mother to child, but in cases where only the father is a Kiffar, they’re passed down on that side. However, this child… Doesn’t even have any Kiffar blood at all!

“I was confused as well. But now I understand.” Aayla scooted closer and placed her palms on the sides of that handsome face, as her former Master squirmed a bit from her touch, “You know I’ve always loved you. Ever since we were Younglings. I just wish you were more like Asmodeus sometimes.”

“Aayla, I-Mmmf~!” Quinlan closed her eyes and placed her hands gently on her Padawan’s smooth lower back. Was this their first kiss? She wasn’t really sure… Even though her memories had mostly returned, the two of them were drugged to the point of amnesia and it hadn’t really been that long. Maybe they both lost some precious memories from their childhood.

‘He’ was about seven years older. ‘He’ connected with her through the Force and saved her from slavery back then, bringing that child back to the Temple for training as a Jedi. Eventually she became ‘his’ Padawan. A lot of blank spaces in between. But the way they felt about each other, something they always tried to ignore because of their Jedi training and duties. Because of their awkward relationship as Master and Padawan.

“Quinlan, listen…” Aayla stopped kissing the beautiful woman for a moment and whispered, “Asmodeus is… Kinder than he seems. Even a bit too ‘innocent’ at times. He would do anything to protect and care for his children, but… Quin, ‘our’ child needs a more mature and serious fatherly figure in her life. I had the teachers and masters in the Temple to guide me. But here…”

“I understand.” Quin nodded seriously and looked into her watery eyes, “Taayla Vos. ‘Our’ child will inherit my family name. As her ‘father’, I’ll make sure that she isn’t spoiled or corrupted by that… ‘Innocent’ Boy.”

“Taayla Vos…” Aayla grinned and kissed Quin’s lips again, “No matter what happens, we’ll protect our daughter.”

Quinlan whispered into her ear nub, “From Asmodeus?”

“Of course not. From…” Aayla pushed those dreads out of the way and whispered into her ear, “The War.”

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Chapter 164: Between a Jedi Knight and Her Own Padawan

The ship was huge and everyone had ‘at least’ one whole room to themselves. The Captain’s Quarters were the biggest and also one of the simplest. Obviously Aayla also had her own room. But she went back to Quinlan’s instead.

“Are you worried about Asmodeus?” The slightly pregnant Rutian Twi’lek easily pushed the much taller Kiffar woman onto the small bed with the Force.

“Your new Master certainly won’t be happy to find out that his slave is cheating on him.” Even though she said that, Quin already removed her tunic and revealed her large breasts, rippling abs, cut sides and strong arms.

“Don’t forget that he’s your Captain now.” Aayla took off her shirt and slipped off her tight pants very familiarly, then crawled onto the bed between those slightly hairy muscular legs. She couldn’t help rubbing them with her hands, as those naughty, spotted blue Lekku were already slithering around in that curly black bush. She giggled and used those tentacles to clear a path so that she could see her former Master’s surprisingly small vulva.

“Whether you like it or not, we both belong to ‘him’ now. And our Master doesn’t care whether his slaves or ‘crew’ members want to play with each other while he’s busy.”

“Aayla-mmmn~!” Quin shivered as that slimy blue tongue started licking her clit. She couldn’t help reaching down and grabbing those ‘naked’ Lekku, which were also incredibly sensitive. Then she started having flashbacks, when she used Force Lightning while choking that bastard Pol Secura! Being humiliated and tortured on Dathomir! Scenes of Aayla being used and abused by that ‘Sith’ man…

“Mmmmn~!” Aayla used her hands to spread that ‘fur’ out of the way and also spread those tiny lips apart, “Master… Your reactions are so cute.”

“Sorry…” Quin’s face grimaced with her eyes closed, then she calmed down a bit and her abdominal muscles spasmed violently as those soft fingers went inside, touching a special place. Of course, that little tongue was also licking her clit again. She struggled to hold and not crush those trembling tendrils.

“You don’t have to apologize to me, Master.” Aayla giggled and licked more roughly, causing those muscular legs to lift up a bit.

“I wasn’t talking to you…” Quin smiled wryly and opened his eyes, looking at that ‘devilishly’ handsome face that seemed to appear out of thin air! He sighed, “Captain… Do you have any ‘orders’?”

“Master?!” Aayla acted nonchalant earlier, but realizing that she was ‘caught’ by her Master made her feel like she was going to have a heart attack!

“No orders. Was just watching the play and couldn’t help getting turned on.” Asmodeus knelt down behind that sexy blue ass that was perked up in the air and easily slid his big red cock inside.

“Aaah~! Mmmn~! I’m sorry… Master~!” Aayla tried to lift her head, but a big hand pressed her face down into that hairy pussy again!

“I’m sorry, Captain for mmmn~! Using your Slave without permission.” Quin was still holding those Twi’lek ‘reins’ tightly as she watched her Padawan’s embarrassed expression, though it was hard to see past that thick bush.

“Who am I to stop a Jedi Knight from falling in love with her own Padawan?” Asmodeus spread his hands and then smacked both sides of that blue ass at the same time as a ‘muffled’ scream rang out, “The more shy, embarrassed, guilty or ashamed you feel, the happier it makes me. Hahaha~!”

“Captain… Maybe you should be a little… Lighter.” Quin watched how hard that giant man was fucking her Padawan and worried about ‘their’ baby.

“Don’t worry, I’m being very gentle.” He said, as his balls slapped against that blue mound rapidly and his pubic mound clapped against her ass, “We should switch up our positions though.”

“Master?” Aayla was suddenly lifted up and flipped onto her back, the top of her head bumping into Quin’s chin as those thick, muscular brown arms wrapped her chest to catch her, “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” Even though Quinlan said that, she was obviously very tense and anxious, “I love you too. I wanted to say it earlier, a long time ago. But I do love you too, Aayla.”

“Your connection with each other is so strong.” Asmodeus grinned as rubbed his dick from that cute little blue clit on the top, down those slimy lips, across her puckering anus, then down into that dark jungle. The hairs got stuck to his skin for a moment, before the Force easily pushed them out of the way. As the head rubbed across that little pinkish vulva, he asked: “Do you want me to take your virginity now?”

“Is that an Order, Captain, or are you really asking me for permission?” Quin smiled wryly as the head of that dick moved down farther, rubbing her puckering asshole.

“You saved the lives of my daughter and two of my wives. Obviously I’m not gonna rape you.” Then that dick rubbed all the way back up to Aayla’s quivering anus and thrust inside!

“Am I really that attractive to you?” Quinlan looked down at the man’s abs and then up across his chest, settling on that beautiful, almost immaculate face. For a moment, she thought that man was sexier than Aayla… Then she calmed down a bit and felt those balls smacking against her own hairy clit, with lots of warm juices pouring down.

“I really wanna fuck you right now. I wanna chain you up and force you to suck my cock. I wanna bend you over and give you a goddamn anal prolapse!” Asmodeus pulled out of that gaping blue anus and slid down!

“Master, please don’t!” Aayla suddenly cried out and used the Force to grab his cock! Then jerked it roughly with both of her hands making the motions.

“You wanna do it yourself, I see. Hehehe~!” Asmodeus grinned and looked down as his cum sprayed onto that fluffy black muff, Then he thrust forward and slid up against those rough hair, with the top half of his dick being crushed by that blue ass.

“Captain…” Quinlan sighed and shook her head, “I don’t think I’m ready yet.”

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Chapter 165: A Good Person

“That’s fine.” The boy was surprisingly understanding, “Now get over here.”

“What?” Quin suddenly felt her body moving without her control. Suddenly she was crawling on top of her Padawan and looking down at that pretty blue pussy, trying not to put any pressure on that belly that touched her breasts.

“Don’t be shy. Lick it.” Asmodeus snickered and pressed down on the back of the woman’s head, forcing the Jedi Knight to suck and lick on her own Padawan’s clit. Meanwhile his cock slid in and out of those azure lips, “Go ahead, Aayla. Don’t be afraid. Use your Lekku to defile your former Master!”

“I’m sorry, Master…” Aayla couldn’t refuse her new Master’s orders and she also couldn’t resist her own urges anymore. First she licked up the cum off of that tiny clit and then moved back to watch as her two thick tendrils plunged into those hairy holes!

“Aaaaaah~!” Quin couldn’t help screaming, at least for a moment before Asmodeus grabbed her head again and thrust his cock into her mouth!

“Something you should understand about the Dark Side is just how dangerous it can be…” As he looked down into those glaring brown eyes, the boy smirked, “I really want to dominate you completely. Tie you up and fuck the shit out of you, but I can’t, because that would be wrong. Right? Yet here I am, forcing you to suck my cock and manipulating your cute little Padawan into breaking your pussy and ass instead of me. Ow~! Hahaha~! Go ahead, bite harder!”

“Ugck~! Uck~!” Quin really did want to bite his dick off, but his skin was so damn thick! And soon her nose was being pummeled by his pubic bone as he rammed down into her throat and almost made her puke up the dragon-burger from earlier!

“The Dark Side of the Force is powerful, sure, but you have to keep it in check. The Sith usually start out as good guys, at least the most famous ones usually do…” Asmodeus paused for a few seconds as he shot a thick load down her throat, which ended up spraying out of the pretty woman’s nostrils and mouth a moment later!

“Urp~! *Cough-cough-cough~!*” Quin struggled not to puke, but still spat out a bunch of thick cum, snot and saliva all over Aayla’s pretty pussy, “Are you saying you’re a ‘good guy’?”

“Of course I’m a good guy!” The boy snickered and started massaging those strong shoulder muscles, which were still tensed from holding her body in a kneeling push-up position. He explained, “Look at what I’ve done thus far. First I saved Kikha and Daesha, who definitely would have died without me being there for them. Then I saved Shmi, mother of the ‘Chosen One’, who would have been gangraped and murdered by Tusken Raiders in a few years, which would help turn her son into a Sith Lord. I mean, Anakin might still end up really fucked, but at least he’ll still have his mother, right?”

“Aaaah~!” Quin screamed as she sprayed thick, creamy juices all over her Padawan’s face!

“Then there was this evil Hutt bitch, but uh, well, at least she was basically a ‘kid’ by Hutt standards. We saved her from being killed, raped and or eaten by Jabba. Then we rescued Eldra, who was on the verge of death on some moon somewhere.” Asmodeus snickered and slapped his dick against that pretty golden line a few times.

Closing her left eye that just had juices splashed into it, Quin retorted: “You ‘saved’ all of them by corrupting, impregnating and-or enslaving them?”

“First of all, when it comes to Kikha and Daesha, those girls were even ‘darker’ than me back then. I was just an innocent little Sith boy, barely out of the Cloning Tank and just escaped from the mouth of a crazy Sarlacc girlfriend when they used me like a Fleshdroid. We spent weeks drinking each other’s piss in order to survive that nightmare. Finally on the way home, they fucked the shit out of me and drained my balls to the utmost limit. When I say they fucked the shit out of me, I mean that literally. Nautolans are nasty… Not that I’m complaining though. They helped make me the man I am today.”

“There’s a reason why everyone calls her Kinky Kikha.” Quin couldn’t help laughing, until she had a cock in her mouth again.

“So where was I?” Asmodeus smirked, running his fingers through those thick, curly dreads, “Oh yeah, there’s Ra, who I almost killed by accident that one time. But I saved her life in the end. A few dozen innocent men, women and children might have died tragically, but it’s not like I was the one who suddenly committed a fucking terrorist attack! Okay?! It was that asshole Jabba!”

He tried to remember as he pulled out this time and came while rubbing his dick up against the golden tattoo on her right cheek, “I saved Sarry from being stuck on Tatooine. Then we kinda-sorta got stuck in space. But I did manage to do a good deed by wiping out some evil pirates and rescuing two cute, innocent Twi’lek girls. Who the fuck knows what kinda stupid or crazy shit your precious Padawan would have done while trying to seek ‘revenge’ on you for her shitty Uncle?!”

“Master…” Aayla cleared her throat and said, “Thank you for saving me… Ummm, but don’t forget about me?”

“Ah, sorry about that.” Asmodeus grinned and pressed that cum-glazed face down against the similarly slimy blue mound. Then he slid his cock back into Aayla’s tight pussy and his own pubic bone started banging against Quin’s dreads.

“So the moral of the story is that I’m actually a really good person, you know, for a slave-collecting, psychopathic Sith dude with some serious bondage issues! Hahaha~!”

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Chapter 166: Memoirs of The Rancor

It was all an act, of course. No matter how powerful that silly boy might be, he was tired and exhausted. How could he possibly sever me from the Force so easily?

Even my conception was a deception, my entire life one lie after another. One very, long, agonizing ruse. I thought it was finally over. That I could finally stop pretending. But I suppose that once you tell yourself the same lie for long enough, it becomes your truth.

As the infamous ‘Schutta Shmi’ dragged me down the hallway by my gorgeous, wet crimson hair, I screamed and cried. Begged my new ‘Master’ to become his willing slave, not a mere ‘toy’ for him to use and abuse on a whim. However, I didn’t really want him to change his mind. I didn’t really care. I’m used to being bullied and humiliated. I almost enjoyed it. Almost.

“This is the Trophy Wall.” Shmi forced me to look at my new ‘home’. It wasn’t anything special really. There was a strange alien that I didn’t recognize. She had a gloating expression on her ugly white face, which was only a few inches from her filthy, grotesque genitals.

“Master, where should we put her? What position?” The stupid woman turned to her owner once more. Unable to even make such a simple decision on her own accord. That Sith Pureblood, the man with red skin, magnificent golden eyes, long, flowing black hair and the body of the strongest of male labor slaves: Asmodeus.

He looked at me dismissively, arrogantly, just like my Rancor of a mother. Then he pointed to a hole in the wall and said, “She’s probably used to the dark. Let her face the darkness for now. In there, she’ll face her true self and be reborn.”

“Yes, Master~!” Shmi dragged me forward and forced me through the hole. Then it tightened down on my waist, locking me in place. I was stuck there, laying on my belly, face down on a surprisingly comfortable mattress. They even gave me a pillow.

“What now?” I asked, but no one replied. There was nothing. I could only hear the sound of my own breathing, my own heartbeat.

“Aren’t you going to rape me?” I couldn’t help but feel a little anxious and disappointed. As long as he used me, abused me, then I could absorb his strength. Siphon his power. Weaken him… Eventually, I would become strong enough to completely dominate that fool!

Nothing. There was nothing but darkness in that hole…

I’m a very patient woman. I spent many years waiting for the moment to seek revenge for my father. My mother seduced him, a Jedi Knight, slowly eating away at his strength until he became useless. Then she finally finished him off. The only person in the whole Galaxy who ever loved or cared about me. So I waited, patiently plotted, pretended to be a deformed old hag.

Those fools judged me for my hideous appearance. Ridiculed me as ‘The Rancor’ and treated me worse than their male slaves. At least the slaves were able to receive some sexual gratification occasionally. Usually shortly before their demise.

I had nothing. No one. Only hatred and rage. But I bottled it up inside and bided my time. Finally, I found my chance. I confronted my mother in my true form and finally killed the true Rancor! Then I was the leader! I was going to rule the Nightsisters!

Not just the Nightsisters. I had the most powerful weapon in the Galaxy and that damned Jedi destroyed it! She killed my useless ‘sisters’ and captured me. The fool wanted to save her little girlfriend. A disgraced Jedi who fell into the hands of a so-called Pureblood Sith.

The bastard was just a Holoporn Star! And now look at how we ended up?

That naive woman actually agreed to sacrifice her chastity, her dignity, her honor, everything in order to have a mere chance at saving their worthless ‘Padawan’.

“Rape me!” I can’t believe I actually said that. I was actually that desperate. Not for affection. Just something. Anything.

“Please… Asmodeus! Master! Use me! I’m your toy, right?! Use me! Play with me! Aaaaagh!”

I almost couldn’t resist using my Magick or The Force to escape. I felt so trapped and alone. How long was I even waiting there? Only a few hours? Was I really so fragile?

It didn’t hurt. It wasn’t even that uncomfortable. My legs and feet became a bit tired at most. It felt strange having my ass sticking out like that for so long. Like a mare in heat.

I can’t help but remember that strange alien. When thinking of mares, the way their womanhood flared in heat. I started to wonder if I wasn’t trying hard enough? Am I not enticing enough? Do I need to open my lips and beg for him to ravage me? Not just verbally…

The day passed and I… Soiled myself. Like a beast. Not just urine. It was so humiliating and felt so disgusting. I couldn’t help remembering the way my sisters tormented me back then.

Then I finally felt something. Something cold, hard, metallic. Droids. They cleaned me. Not just the outside. Everything.

It was only on the second day that I realized I could move. Nothing was really stopping me from moving. I didn;t need to lay on my stomach. I turned around and laid on my back instead, trying to sleep. Ignoring my numb, prickly legs. Then I felt something. Someone lifted my numb legs up by the ankles and-

“Aaaaaah~! Mmmmmn~!” I couldn’t help screaming at the top of my lungs! Finally! This wasn’t some droid! I could feel it!

“Yes! Yes! Use me! Do it! Harder!” I shouted, but I don’t think my voice could reach him. I couldn’t hear anything on the other side of the wall either.

The sensation was incredible. At first there was a bit of pain. He showed no mercy just because I was a virgin. I was merely a toy, after all. My job was to provide him with relief or entertainment.

He didn’t know that with every thrust, I was growing stronger. More powerful in the Force. I was draining his life away, bit by bit! Maybe only a few days, here and there, but it added up! Especially when his seed entered my womb!

I could feel that incredibly potent Magick! It was so strong that my womb glowed with the bright green magical light I’m so familiar with!

“Hahahaha~! Yes! Use me mo-aaaah~!” I was suddenly turned around on my belly again, he thrust harder and harder, until it felt like I would be ripped apart! He filled me once more, then again and again!

“No! Aaagh~! Stop! Please! No~! Nooooo~!”

I could feel him draining me! All that power was already gone! First he filled me up and then he took everything away!

He defiled both of my chaste entrances that day. Destroyed them, even. I could feel him healing me afterwards.

Eventually I felt the tightness around my waist loosen. I was pulled outside by my left ankle and thrown onto the bed. I noticed that the alien was gone… Did she die? Or was she just placed somewhere else?

“We should probably come up with a better method for the Trophy Wall. In the current state it just isn’t good enough.” Asmodeus sighed as he looked down at me, even after ravaging me for so long, his rod was still so stiff!

“Master…” My throat was sore and my mouth was dry, “Water… Please…”

“Of course. That’s why I brought you out here. After all, I’m not a monster. I don’t want my toys to dehydrate. I just hope you know how to earn something to drink.” He shoved his slimy sword into my mouth, forcing me to taste my own filth.

Soon enough, he sprayed his seed down my throat and I choked a bit. But quickly swallowed it all down. That delicious, disgusting, powerful Magick!

“Don’t worry, I’m not done yet. I still have to water the ‘garden’ a bit. Or is it pollinate? Whatever. Just drink as much as you can.” He pulled over a yellow Twi’lek girl and forced me to lick her disgusting slit, but I did it. He pounded inside of her, pressing that smooth flesh against my face. I could feel his weight on my chest and tried to push him away, but it was impossible. How can a man be so heavy?

“Master~! I love you~! I love you so much~!” That stupid slave hurt my ears with her annoying voice, but then her juices flooded my mouth. Followed by her… Our Master’s seed, once more. His rode plunged into my throat afterwards, forcing me to clean him off.

“Next is your turn Rara~!” He chortled and pulled over a green one this time. The stench was unbearable. A disgusting Rodian bug. The taste was even worse!

“Make sure to drink up. It’s gonna be a long day before you get another chance.” Asmodeus laughed again. Mocking me, disgracing me…

Then I drink that disgusting Rodian slime. Not just slime. She laid her eggs in my mouth and I ate them. My first real meal in a long time. The Jedi Knight didn’t feed me very well in the weeks it took to reach this world.

“Okay, next is…” He pulled another girl over, this one was blue, “Eldra. Your turn to feed our toy.”

“Am I allowed to piss in her mouth?” This beast actually used to be a Jedi! Now she was just as evil as my mother.

“I’d rather you didn’t get piss on the bed, thanks.” Asmodeus saved me from enduring that filth, but I was still forced to swallow her other juices. The way her piercings felt on my tongue… Am I going to be ‘pierced’ as well?

“Alright, that’s enough for now. Time to put this toy away.” This time he shoved me into the hole, completely. I was able to lay down on the bed now. I was able to sleep.

Or so I thought. I kept hearing whispers in the darkness. Voices… I saw visions, horrors beyond comprehension. I tried to escape. I screamed, cried and begged, but no one could hear. I was trapped in there.

Why didn’t I just use the Force? Use my Magic to escape? What’s wrong with me?

I know what’s wrong now.

I forgot that I was supposed to be acting. This was just an act. Everything was fake. I was fake.

“Master…” I started crying, truly shedding tears for the first time since my father left me…

“Please, Master… I know what I did wrong now. So please… Let me be your slave. Please…”

Then I saw those golden eyes peering down at me! He was there! He was watching me! This whole time! He was waiting!

“I forgive you.” As he spoke, those purple tendrils reached down and lifted me up, “Ros Lai, you don’t need to ‘act’ anymore. You belong to me now.”

“Yes… Master.” I was still crying as I ascended, from the darkness… Into the abyss.

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Chapter 167: The Cost
“It’s not bad.” Asmodeus finished reading the few chapters of the story that his newest Slave had written, “But I think you should’ve started from the beginning. We have a lot of this shit already recorded in video form and as pictures, so what you should focus more on is the stuff that happened in the past.”

“I think it’s fine, Master.” Shmi presented a different opinion, “Her story doesn’t truly start until this moment. It’s a Memoir or Diary. It should start when she starts writing it. She can always write more about her backstory in the future chapters as memories.”

“Well, you’re the Master now when it comes to writing. I’ve taught you everything I know already.” He shrugged and looked down at the angry face with blood-red eyes, glaring up at him. She had cum and tears covering her cheeks, there were big clumps on her forehead and in her messy red hair.

“Mmmn~! Aaaah~! Ugh~!” Ros wanted to speak but her cheeks were held open by metal clamps and then that big red cock was shoved into the back of her throat again. She had a metal collar around her neck, attached to a silver chain that was being pulled taut by a small, tan hand. There was a flesh-covered cybernetic cock connected to Shmi’s public bone and clitoris, which she was using to violently pound that hairy pussy from behind.

“What do you think, Quin?” Asmodeus looked over at the sexy woman who was sitting cross-legged next to him on the bed.

“I think it’s okay. I found some grammatical and spelling errors, but I don’t see a problem with the story or the writing style.” Quin was reading from the projector on Ros’ back and trying to ignore what she was seeing, smelling, even… Tasting.

“Mmmnf~! Aaaah~!” Ros Lai moaned and screamed as the dick finally left her mouth. Then she reached up and removed the clamps from her aching cheeks, “Why don’t you let me keep writing then, Master? You should have fun with Quin for a while instead. Aaack~!”

“Don’t tell your Master what to do!” Shmi shouted angrily while yanking the chain back, choking the poor Nightsister half to death before she finally stopped, “What is it with these new slaves? Always so arrogant.”

“Quin?” Asmodeus turned to the naked dark-skinned muscle-girl and asked, “You wanna finally lose your virginity?”

“Are you asking or ordering, Captain?” Quinlan smiled wryly and looked over at the ‘realistic’ cybernetic dick attached to Shmi’s hairy pussy.

“What? If you want a dick, I can get you one. Hell, I could even give you a sex change if you wanted, hahaha~!” Asmodeus patted her muscular thigh and reached down to play with her long curly bush, “I don’t know why, but I really like pubes. It’s probably cause I have no body hair?”

“Hahahah~!” Ros suddenly started laughing and then moaning again, “Master, if you want, I can turn Quin into a man right now!”

“With Magic?” He raised an eyebrow and then shook his head, “Nah. That feels like cheating. Besides, it’ll probably have some horrible side effects.”

“Side effects?” Quin glared at Ros, who smirked back at ‘her’.

“No side effects…” She snickered, “Only that it becomes permanent after a week.”

“Permanent?” Quin frowned, “Can’t you just use the magic again to cancel out the effect?”

“There’s always a ‘cost’ for Magic. Just like the Force or anything else.” Ros Lai sneered and started massaging her Master’s balls with her right hand that glowed with green light, then she jerked his cock with the left that was also looking a little ominous.

“Same with Sith Alchemy.” Shmi commented and then moaned loudly while pulling that chain back, those pretty brown eyes rolled into the back of her head as her pussy juices sprayed out of that dark-pink cock all over that pale ass. A little bit splattered on her master’s lips and she quickly pushed Ros down and crawled forward to clean up the mess she made, “Sorry, Master! I’m sorry!”

“Shmi, it’s just cum. Not like I’ve never drank your juices before.” Asmodeus reached down and grabbed her Sith Alchemy cyber-dick with one hand and fingered her pussy with the other.

Ros Lai’s messy red hair was getting drenched by the woman sitting on her back as she kept jerking off her Master’s cock, looking up at him with those scarlet eyes: “If I wanted to turn Quin back into a… Woman, after a week, I would need a living sacrifice. Preferably a virgin.”

“Yeah, you’re not doing that.” Asmodeus snickered and thrust his hips forward, his cum started spraying on her face and hair again. He also managed to get some all over Shmi’s hairy pussy and her fake dick, which soon started spraying out some creamy white juices of her own.

“Master~!” Shmi was suddenly lifted up and thrown across the room! Asmodeus followed closely behind as the two of them ended up in the Fish Tank. The difference was that he could breathe underwater and she couldn’t.

“Hold your breath.” He snickered and reached out again.

“Aaah~!” Ros flew up into the air and was sucked through the forcefield and into the water as well. Releasing a few bubbles before she quickly poked her head back out and took a breath, then was dragged back inside.

The previously clear water started to get a little creamy and milky. Hungry little fish swimming around them worked hard to devour that thick, rich protein.

Shmi thrust into that ginger pussy from behind again, yanking that chain as the poor Nightsister struggled not to inhale or exhale. Then Asmodeus shoved his hard red cock into her own schutta cunt and started slamming so hard that she was afraid the cybernetics might fall off!.

Meanwhile, Quinlan groaned and looked down at her own crotch. She looked over at those two beautiful faces that were pushed out of the forcefield, then stood up and sighed.

“There is no passion, there is serenity.” She said as she walked over and grabbed Ros Lai’s hair, “There is no chaos, there is harmony.”

“Hahaha~! Do you want me to turn you into a-Mmmfa~!” That annoying mouth was covered by a sopping wet vulva, her nostrils and eyes were buried in that thick bush!

“There is no death, there is only the Force.” Quin smirked and looked down at Shmi who was sucking on her left nipple, then came eye-to-eye with that beautiful man who was still underwater, “It’s up to you, Captain. Would you rather be a man or a woman?”

“I like you the way you are, Quin.” Asmodeus grinned with some bubbles emerging from his mouth, “You don’t have to get a sex change for me. Besides, if you want a cock, you can just use a cybernetic. No need to make any permanent changes, right?”

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Chapter 168: A Beautiful Day on Tieos

It was a beautiful day on Tieos’ northeastern continent. On a certain spot near the coast where the Voracity was parked lately. Everything was amazingly calm and quiet. Aside from the crashing waves and cawing of seabirds.

“Look, isn’t this shell pretty?! Hihihihi~!” The green skinned Rodian girl picked up a shiny golden shell and showed it to her yellow-skinned Twi’lek friend.

“I’ll trade you for mine?” Nulii giggled and showed an emerald-like conch shell she found on the other side of the beach.

“Wow! Yes! Hihihi~!” Ra didn’t think much about it and quickly traded her literally gold-laced shell for what was essentially worthless.

“Thanks~!” Of course, even though it was valuable, it’s not like Nulii really cared that much about such a small amount of money. She just likes yellow and gold things, like her Master’s eyes… Like her own eyes and skin. Well, she was a narcissist. Then again, who isn’t a little narcissistic?

“I wonder if I’ll ever make babies with Master Deus?” Ra suddenly asked as she looked back towards the gray ship in the distance.

“If that old schutta can do it, I don’t see why we can’t. Even if you can’t, you can still get help from Doctor Wrosa.” Nulii shrugged, “Besides, we’re so young. There’s no need to worry about that yet, right? We can wait till we’re older… And then steal the spotlight from the babies that are gonna be older by then.”

“I don’t wanna steal anything. I just wanna be a momma.” Ra pouted on her literally long face, kicking a small pebble off into the crashing waves. The two of them were wearing black bikinis that barely covered anything, especially for the huge breasted ‘little girl’ with yellow skin.

“That’s easy for you to say. You can just lay eggs and be done with it!” Nulii complained with her hands on her wide hips, “Twi’lek girls have to carry around their fat bellies for almost a whole year!”

“I wish I could carry Master’s babies for a whole year…” Ra’s big purple eyes actually started tearing up.

“Really, Rara, I’ll never understand you.” Nulii lifted her arms up and her left tit popped out of the tiny black triangle. So she looked down to put her breast back in place, but when she looked up again, the silly green Rodian girl was gone!

“Ra?! Where are you?! Raaah~!?” Nulii looked over towards the crashing ocean waves and then towards the woods not that far away. Then she felt the sand below her feet move!

“Maaassssteeeer~!” She let out a shrill scream and tried to run away, but a pale hand suddenly reached out of the sand and grabbed her ankle! Pulling her down below…

***

Quin was wearing a white vest that showed off her muscular arms and chest, of course also her cleavage. She also had on a simple brown skirt. Kneeling in the middle of a grassy field. A Jedi Meditation symbol was carved into the grass and dirt. The wind blew and the grass swayed, bringing with it the scent of her lovely Padawan.

“I had that nightmare again last night.” She opened her eyes and spoke, turning to her left.

“From your childhood?” The smaller blue-skinned woman was wearing her usual brown crop-top and skinny pants with her slightly bulging belly showing.

“No. It wasn’t a memory, more of a vision. And it keeps getting stronger every night.” Quin frowned and looked up at the bright blue sky, but seemed to see the darkness hidden beyond the atmosphere.

“Master…” Aayla sighed and asked, “Are you really sure you want to remain this way? Tonight is the deadline.”

“I know. I’ve already made my decision.” Quin shook her head and took her hands off her knees, pressing them on her chest, squeezing roughly: “I never really thought about it before. I never cared about my ‘masculinity’. I’m a Jedi. I always have been and always will be… My duty is to protect the Jedi Order, the Republic… My Padawan. And our child.”

“Master Kina told me that a true Jedi is the Rock-Lion at the gate that says, ‘I will protect these beings with my life, and that is the sum of me’.” Aayla giggled and put her palms on her tight, slightly swollen belly, “I don’t know whether I can really save the Jedi Order or protect the Republic from what’s coming… But for our child, I will always be that ‘Rock-Lion’.”

“Then I guess she’ll have two Rock-Lions for parents.” Quinlan chuckled and also reached out to place her hand on that blue belly. Then she stopped and frowned, “Did you hear that?”

“It sounded like…” Aayla looked towards the ship in the distance, which could be easily seen over the treeline.

“Let’s hurry up and get back-” Quin stood up at the same time as the shorter girl, but then they saw ominous figures rising up out of the tall grasses all around them!

“Master! Be careful!” Aayla took out her lightsaber and ignited the blue blade.

“Impossible… How are they here?!” The nearly 2 meter tall muscle-mommy Kiffar was stunned for a moment and by the time she ignited her green lightsaber, it was already too late!

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Chapter 169: Soup
“Finally!” Those big golden eyes opened wide and those long black claws reached forward, piercing through thin veil that blocked her way!

“Yeah… It took you a few months, but now you’re finally born.” Asmodeus spread his arms and his face was quickly pressed in between two big, bulging red breasts! She was a foot and a half taller than him! His giant muscle-mommy newborn daughter lifted him up easily enough and pressed his back against the quivering wall of flesh.

“Finally, I can breed you!” She opened her mouth wide and revealed those terrifying fangs that stretched from ear to ear. Those long pink tongues stretched out, wrapping and protecting his cock as it entered her dangerous maw.

“Yes, Mommy~! Breed me, hahaha~!” The ‘tiny’ 2 meter tall boy was locked against the wall by tentacles, with his arms and legs spread. Then he was quickly turned upside down, so that his face was quickly buried in her giant hairless pussy!

*Oooooiiiiiieeeee~!*

‘You are mine!’ The deep, feminine voice echoed in his mind as the walls and tentacles vibrated, ‘You are my father! My son! My husband! My everything! Mine!’

‘I love you too.’ Asmodeus responded as he licked her clit seriously, but then two tendrils emerged from her vagina. They stretched up into his nose and he felt like they were trying to break through some barrier… It actually hurt a little bit…

“Why is it so difficult?” That voice changed a bit, it wasn’t Sarry anymore, but someone else: “Give me your soup!”

“I am kinda hungry, but I’m not sure if I feel like eating soup right now…” Asmodeus was a little groggy as he opened his eyes and saw a ferocious face. She had glowing yellow eyes in the darkness, long red matted hair, slightly pointed ears and a slightly bulbous nose with flared nostrils. Most importantly, there were two long tentacles reaching out of her cheeks and into his nose, trying to devour his ‘soup’!

“Sleep~! Sleep little Sith~! Soon, your past and future will become a part of me…” She grinned and revealed her relatively normal human-looking off-white teeth, “We will live on together, forever~! You belong to me, now…”

“No, ‘you’ belong to ‘me’ now.” Asmodeus also grinned and grabbed her throat with his left hand, flipping over and pressing her back onto the hard stone ground! He ripped off her shirt as she choked and struggled, revealing those decent-sized breasts. She had an athletic body that was somewhat skinny, as if she was starving for a while but in pretty good shape before.

“Roooaah~!”

“Aaah~!”

Two hulking men with bald heads and tentacles dangling from their cheeks were also in the small cave! And then they were both smashed against the walls so hard that their ribs burst through their chests! They weren’t dead though. Even with such serious injuries, they barely bled and struggled to climb up from the ground. At least until they were struck by purple Force Lightning and deep-fried…

“You feel like a corpse. I love it, hahaha~!” Asmodeus ripped the dirty gray pants off her body and saw the furry red matted pubic hair blocking her dry lips, “This is gonna hurt. But you deserve it.”

“No! No~! Ahhhghh~! Stop! Give me your soup!” The crazy woman struggled and screamed as his cock ripped out her public hair with every thrust, not to mention how painful it was without any lubrication: “I-aaagh~! Soup~! Mine~! Mine~! Aaaagh~!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll give you plenty of ‘soup’! I’ll give you so much soup you’ll drown in it!” He grabbed her wrists and pressed them against the cold hard stone, as her ankles were gripped by two big glowing red hands that emerged from his back. Her long claws were able to leave very minor scratches on his skin, but that just showed how sharp and dangerous they were.

“Ptuh~!” He spat into her open mouth as two purple tentacles emerged from his own cheeks, piercing her nostrils and reaching into her head as those crazed yellow eyes rolled backwards!

“Do you feel it?! Can you feel my soup pouring into your cold, dirty womb?!” Asmodeus had an easier time thrusting in and out once he started ejaculating, “Are you happy?! Tell me! Are you happy?!”

“Aaaah~!” She screamed in agony and pleasure as those tendrils wiggled around, but they didn’t ‘drink’ her essence, just pierced deep into her mind. Awaking her damaged psyche! Once she woke up, she looked into those golden eyes and trembled in fear. She desperately tried to pierce through the barrier, but it was impossible for her slimy tendrils to penetrate into his brain! They couldn’t even get close!

“You’re something called an ‘Anzat’? Awfully fucking arrogant for a ‘snot-vampire’, hahaha~!” He blew out of his nose and those tentacles, along with some mucus, smacked back onto her face. Then he pulled out of her messy cunt and sat down on her chest, almost crushing her bones. He smacked his dick onto her face as she scratched at him again, trying to push him off, also kicking her legs a lot, but it was all pretty useless. Even without any restraints, she just couldn’t budge his 300 kilo ass.

“Go ahead. Drink it.” He grabbed her tentacle and pushed the narrow tip up against his urethra, “Why are you afraid? You’re fine with shoving em up people’s nostrils, but you’re afraid of a dick?”

“You will not get away with this! I am… I am Silka Frotha!” She shouted anxiously, “I was alive when your kind still existed! I am a noble Anzati and you are a mere Sith Hybrid! Release me at once!”

“Now you remember who you are? Good, that just makes me happier.” Asmodeus shoved the tentacle into his dick and quivered a bit from the sting, “Ow, I don’t know why I thought that would feel good… Ugh, nope, nope. Okay, enough catheter-play.”

Since it didn’t feel good up the dick-hole, there was still another place he could shove them. And both would fit this time. Needless to say, Frotha wasn’t too happy about the ‘soup’ she was forced to drink… Of course, he still shoved his cock down her throat and gave her a more delicious meal of ‘Sith Seed’.

“Please… Let me go…” She finally started crying after he pulled her tentacles out of his ass and shoved them up her own nostrils, “I, I am sorry! I am sorry, please! Release me!”

“Release you? I don’t think you get how this works, Frotha.” He smirked and rubbed her dirty face as his cock pressed up against her closed lips, “You belong to ‘me’ now. You can only eat when I let you eat. If I don’t feed you, then you’ll starve. Because now you’re my cute little Anzati toy. If you’re a good little snot-vampire, maybe I’ll upgrade you to a pet or a slave.”

“Just kill me!” Frotha cried as she sucked those dirty tendrils back into her cheek pouches, “If my hunt ends here, then so be it, but you will never take me as your slave!”

“You are kinda dangerous for a toy…” Asmodeus frowned, then stood up and looked around. She quickly scampered off on her hands and feet into the dark cavern, but then screamed in horror as a purple tentacle dragged her back.

“Tell me what the fuck is going on.” He reached down and picked her up by that nasty hair, glaring into those yellow eyes, “Even if you don’t say it, I can still rip the answers from your disgusting mind.”

“I will tell you!” She coughed a few times and stood up unsteadily, “I… I was drained by him. The Dark Dreamer! He lured us to his prison cell, we worshiped him, he fed on our essence! Then… He was freed… We were his slaves… I was a slave…”

“Not ‘was’. You ‘are’ my slave.” Asmodeus corrected the woman who was about a foot shorter than him, “Unless you would rather be a ‘toy’?”

“Master…” She grimaced and knelt down on one knee, “Please, accept me as your slave.”

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Chapter 170: Anzati!
“Anzati?! Here?! How is that possible?! Why are there so many?!” Quin shouted anxiously as she cut down one rabid beast after another with her green lightsaber!

“There are too many of them, Master!” Aayla was standing behind her and slashing apart several of the mindless brain-eating ‘zombies’ with her own blue blade.

‘Give in.’

‘Give up.’

‘Useless.’

‘Soup! Soup! Soup!’

Dozens of chaotic and malicious voices entered their minds, slowing their actions. Especially Quinlan, who was grabbed by a hulking shirtless man and almost had her nostrils invaded-

‘Dad!’ A voice seemed to cross time and space, waking Quin from her daze!

“You won’t hurt my daughter!” The lightsaber swiped upwards and cleaved the bastard in half! Then she reached out and released a powerful blast of air that knocked the superhumanly fast monsters away!

“Come on, Aayla! Hurry!”

With a path cleared, the two of them rushed through the tall grass and into the woods, where even more Anzati fell from above and emerged from behind the trees. There were so many of them, but they were almost brain dead zombies. Otherwise if they used some weapons or just fought a little bit smarter, they could have won easily.

“We’re almost there!” Aayla shouted as she cut through another two crazy women with tentacles stretching out of their cheeks, “Wait!”

“Frak!” Quin also stopped moving forward.

There was a tall man in a gray, loose-sleeved robe with a black vest over it. The man’s long black hair was pulled into a partial ponytail, with his long bangs dangling to the sides of his face. His sclera were blue-ish purple and his irises were pitch-black like his pupils. His nostrils were flared and his nose was a bit bulbous, but he looked like a human for the most part. With a very thin, super-villain goatee. His skin was somewhat tan.

“Do you know who I am?” Of course, as a generic supervillain, he couldn’t just kill them immediately. The simple silver and black lightsaber flew into his right palm, igniting a long crimson blade!

“An Anzati Sith?!” Quin shouted in surprise! Still guarding against the hordes of crazed feral Anzati all around them in the clearing. The Voracity was right behind them, but the ramp was actually closed for once…

“Volfe Karkko! It seems the Jedi Order has been lacking in their history classes since they sealed me away!” He reached out and strangulated the two of them easily! Then he continued his monologue as they struggled helplessly: “I was a Jedi Master once. I actually quite enjoyed my time in the Order. I thought myself above the baser instincts of my kind… I was wrong. Once I had a taste, I needed more. I couldn’t help myself. Like so many other foolish Anzati, I became reckless and careless!”

*Crackle~!* Blue lightning shot out of his hand and struck the two of them that were still floating in mid-air!

“No~! No! Aaaah~!” Aayla screamed, not from pain, but because she was afraid of her child being harmed!

“Aayla~! Aaaagh~!” Quinlan roared and tried to fight back, however… Well, one of them was an ancient Sith Sorcerer and neither of them was even a weak Jedi Master. Their ability to use the Force was almost useless in front of him, not to mention the whole being strangled and electrocuted thing.

“I feel such a strong darkness in you. Such a powerful… Delicious essence.” Karkko stopped torturing them for a moment and pulled Aayla closer, sniffing her slightly burnt skin as the tendrils emerged from his cheeks subconsciously.

“Mas-ter…” Aayla cried as she struggled to move, but her body was completely trapped in the air, “Taayla!”

“Taayla? Master?” Karkko was confused for a moment, then smirked as he ripped the thoughts from her mind, “I see… You’re expecting your useless Master to save you? Hmph… But this Taayla. Now she shows promise.”

“Get away from my daughter!” Vos screamed as she broke free, sucked up both the green and blue lightsabers off the ground, then charged forward. In only a moment, she was right in front of that bastard!

“Naive.” Karkko chuckled as his body was chopped in half… Then the doppelganger disappeared. Aayla was still trapped in the air, floating even higher. While that tall man walked out calmly from the crowd of black-clothed Anzati slaves, “How did a useless waste like you manage to become a Jedi Knight? Have the standards been lowered so dramatically since my incarceration?”

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Chapter 171: Master~!

“Master~!” The terrified little yellow Twi’lek girl cried out as she was pulled under the sand, into a dark, damp cavern!

“Soup… Essence… Thirsty… So thirsty…” A hideous-looking man pressed the crying girl to the ground and extended tentacles from his cheeks, “Don’t cry… Sleep soon… Must feed…”

“No! No~! I belong to Master! You can’t eat me! Master~!” As she screamed and cried, the Anzati man became more excited. Not with his cold, almost lifeless dick, but with the two tentacles reaching out towards those pretty nostrils!

*Tsh~!* A blazing white blade pierced through the man’s groin! Then sliced him in half!

“Hmph!” The tears were gone and the little girl got up off the ground in between the two halves of that twitching corpse. Those yellow eyes glared down at the halves of that confused bald head, “Disgusting piece of Bantha Poodoo! How dare you molest me?! You’re lucky my Master wasn’t here or you’d wish you could die!”

“Help~! Master~!” There was another desperate cry nearby, except this little girl really was helpless and didn’t hide a lightsaber in her pussy on a regular basis. The ugly Anzati woman shoved her tendrils onto that scaly green face, but… Well, Rodians don’t have a nose to penetrate in the first place.

*Shaaa~!* With a casual swipe of that white blade, the woman was cleaved in half! Ra was still crying and whimpering on the ground under the two halves of the corpse though. Also, the Anzati woman wasn’t even dead yet!

“E chu ta! Just die already! Ew! Gross! Die! Die!” Nulii screamed as she hacked and slashed at the sizzling pieces of that twitching body, while Ra quickly moved away to avoid being hit ‘by accident’.

“Soup~!”

“Hungry!”

“So, thirsty!”

Unfortunately, those two weren’t the only monsters down here in this underground cavern! Sand was also pouring down from above through relatively small holes that were cut through the ceiling…

*Shhh~!* A crimson blade lit up in the darkness! Illuminating a pale white face with dark eyeshadow, green eyes, black lips and most of her head shaved. Only a small section near the back was tied up in a tall orange ponytail.

“You aren’t Jedi.” The woman smirked at the two ‘little girls’. She wore a skin-tight orange bodysuit without sleeves, which showed a bit of her pasty cleavage. There was a tiny vest on her shoulders and the sides of her tits that had some blaster ammo. Of course, she also had two blaster pistols holstered to her hips.

“Maaasteeeer~!” Instead of arguing with the crazy evil-looking woman, Nulii just screamed and Ra also cried at the same time!

“Hahaha~! I’m afraid your ‘Master’ is already having his brains sucked out by now.” Obviously she didn’t understand what it meant to plant flags, because a moment later the whole cavern shook and trembled!

“Fuuuuck ooooffff~!” A deafening roar rang out and giant chunks of rock rained down from above!

“E chu ta!” The woman wanted to escape the moment she felt that presence that was rapidly approaching, but it was too late! A huge wave of water rushed through and swept away everyone and everything!

The Anzati zombies were obviously fucked, but at the same time, they’re really hard to kill. They don’t really have heartbeats, they don’t need to breathe, they’re basically Star Wars’ version of vampires. They’re a bit overpowered. But even if they couldn’t drown, they could still get trapped underwater, underground for hundreds of years or until they were eaten alive by small shellfish and other organisms.

*Boom!* A huge skylight opened up above the three women. Then they were pulled up out of the water, along with tons of sand and rock.

“Hey, aren’t you Aurra Sing?” Asmodeus raised an eyebrow and reached out, sucking her lightsaber and blasters into his hand before she could recover or react.

“*Cough-cough~!* So the great and powerful Sith Lord actually knows my name? I’m flattered!” Even though she was well known for killing Jedi, even Masters, it was usually under very specific circumstances where she had the upper hand. Otherwise she just ran away! Besides, what she was facing wasn’t a Jedi…

“I expected you to be a bit stronger.” Asmodeus sighed and shook his head, “And I expected ‘you’ to be a bit smarter.”

“Let me leave and I will let your slaves live!” Frotha grabbed the crying Rodian’s throat from behind and held a white lightsaber behind Nulii’s back, “Do not move!”

“I don’t need to move.” He rolled his eyes and the lightsaber turned off, then the Anzati woman was lifted up into the air by her throat and dragged over next to Sing. Well, at least Aurra wasn’t being strangled, just held in place.

“I’m starting to think that maybe I need higher standards for Slaves again? It is fun to torture and abuse evil assholes, but it’s a lot harder to actually convert them into ‘good girls’ who won’t try to murder me or my family when I let my guard down…”

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Chapter 172: Aurra Sing

“It’s nothing personal. I’m just a Bounty Hunter.” Aurra Sing smiled wryly, “I was hired to free some old Anzati from a prison that only a ‘Jedi’ could unlock. Then I just got dragged along into this mess.”

“Uh-huh.” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and asked, “Can you give me a reason why I shouldn’t cut your limbs off and turn you into a toy on my wall? Oh, I guess I don’t need to stop at limbs, huh? I guess there’s probably a way to make it so that even though your pussy isn’t attached to your body anymore, you can still feel it through Sith Alchemy or Magic?”

“Master, please forgive me!” The ancient half-crazed Anzati vampiress started crying again and begging for mercy.

“Wouldn’t I be more useful to you as an assassin? Or maybe…” The pasty woman chuckled, “I’m sure I can help you find some much more beautiful and ‘innocent’ little girls to add to your collection.”

She usually only kills her targets, because it’s much less troublesome, but it’s not like she’s never caught anyone alive before. It really just depends on the target and the price.

“Hmmm, well, ugh. You know what? Fuck it. I’ll let you go, but you aren’t allowed to ‘hunt’ Jedi in the future. I’m afraid you might end up killing one of my uh… Targets. Or maybe the friend of one of my Slaves or lovers. You get the point. From now on, if you happen to come across any cute, innocent little girls, you can save them and send them over to me. Win-win, right?” Asmodeus sighed and waved his hand, releasing the vicious woman back to the ground. He even tossed back her weapons.

“I don’t really see how I’m winning in this situation?” Aurra was slightly tempted to just shoot the bastard, but she knew better, “I still need to make a living.”

“You make more than a living.” Asmodeus snickered and pulled the crying Anzati woman up against his chest, “If you were doing it for money, you could’ve retired already. With your skills, as long as you wanna hide somewhere to live out a peaceful life, it wouldn’t be that hard. And don’t you think I can’t see that big-ass fucking Colsular Cruiser hiding behind the clouds?!”

“Then you know that if you really pushed me to the limit, I wouldn’t go down without a fight.” Sing snickered and started heading down the beach, where a starfighter swooped down to pick her up.

“You should also realize that if I wanted you that badly, your little ship would be mine as well as your body!” Asmodeus shouted at the girl who was leaving, “Remember what I said! Stop killing Jedi!”

“I’ll call you if I find a little schutta who needs a new home!” The door of the fighter closed and shot up into the sky, boarding a hundred meter long ‘cruiser’, which quickly left the atmosphere.

“Master~! I was so scared~!” Then the two little girls ran over and hugged him from both sides while crying. Just like the evil old woman in his arms. As for why he considered Silka Frotha ‘evil’? Although she also ate men from time to time, her favorite meal was actually pregnant women and little kids. Especially Force Sensitive children. How many children can one Anzati girl eat over the course of a thousand years?

“Ra, you really need your own pussy-saber.” Asmodeus sighed at the two silly brats, “Or maybe some kinda anal-bead personal shield device?”

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Chapter 173: Our Master
*Shhh~! Shaah~!*

The green, blue and red lightsabers clashed violently, sending sparks all around! Quinlan struggled with all her strength and skill, but the bastard was just casually toying with her the whole time! Aayla was still held up in the air with part of his mental strength!

The beams weren’t completely ‘stiff’, but bent and bounced a bit, similar to real swords. Of course, it also depends on how hard the swing, how much ‘Force’ was imbued in the blade and other factors.

“You fight like a Youngling throwing a tantrum.” Karkko chuckled and easily deflected the whipping blades, then reached forward with his free hand and blasted the blue saber off to the side. It didn’t turn off until a few unlucky dudes were sliced apart, but he didn’t really care about those worthless slaves anyway.

“I’ve had amnesia and I’m… Bleeding internally.” The muscular woman charged forward with her more familiar green blade and used all her strength in every blow, even adding the Force, but it felt like she was fighting with the air!

“Menstruation is such an unnecessary bodily function, for an inferior Species. It is now wonder why you near-humans are always so weak!” Volfe disappeared again, this time he actually teleported! The crimson blade pierced through Quin’s lower back and out from below her belly button!

“There, now you never have to worry about menstruation again. You’re welcome.”

“No! Quinlan~!” Aayla screamed and actually broke free of her restraints from the surge of emotion! Reaching out, she grabbed the hilt that flew over and rushed forward, hacking at the Anzati bastard who disappeared again!

“Mmmnf~!” Quin lost control of her legs, no, her entire lower body. Not to mention her carbonized womb, her spine, bladder and intestines were also royally fucked. Even as she collapsed, her lightsaber still reached up and deflected the blade that came slamming down!

“Your will is stronger than I expected. At least I can give you that much of a compliment.” Karkko chuckled and easily deflected the blue lightsaber away, kicking Aayla in the chest and sending her flying off into the crowd of hungry Anzati! Unfortunately for them, she wasn’t that helpless! With a whirlwind of blue, five men and women were eviscerated as she flew out towards the clearing again!

“If my Master was here-Ah~!” She was sent flying again, this time by Force Lightning!

“Your ‘Master’? Hahaha~!” Karkko couldn’t help cackling as he strangulated the two of them up into the air again with ease, “Your ‘Master’ is a useless waste of such powerful essence! My people have records of the true Sith Purebloods! All the ‘modern’ Purebloods are just a pale shadow of their former selves!”

“They weren’t talking about Deus.” A soft, feminine voice entered his ears and he immediately teleported away, even though nothing happened. Then a tall, lanky figure seemed to emerge from thin air.

“Impossible! How are you still alive?!” The moment he saw that familiar form, especially that golden lightsaber hilt, Karkko shivered a bit.

“It’s been a while, it seems a thousand years is too short for you to learn your lesson.” Kina snickered and pulled down her long brown hood, revealing her similarly long bluish-gray neck and relatively small head.

“Why are you here?! How could you be here?!” Karkko tossed the two useless Jedi girls away and focused all his attention on that ‘old monster’ who would even make the Anzati afraid.

“Likely the same reason you were drawn here, ‘Child’. The Force always seems to love dramatic irony.” Reaching down, she calmly took up Form-1 and smiled gently as her blue lightsaber extended slowly.

Karkko instinctively took up the defensive Soresu Form, but then quickly calmed himself down a bit and switched to a typical counter for Shii-cho, called Makashi or Form-2. Once he was thinking clearly, he suddenly grinned, “No… Hahaha~! Things are different now… I have never stopped my mental training in these thousand years. My body has not aged at all. No matter how similar you look… Your spirit and body have definitely weakened!”

“Perhaps. A thousand years of lazing around can do that to a girl.” Kina chuckled and stood still as the man on the other side circled around her cautiously, “It has been quite a long time since I last faced a real ‘Master’. At the rate he grows, I expected my first decent fight in a thousand years to be against my… ‘Apprentice’.”

“Apprentice?” Karkko furrowed his brows and ‘felt’ that almost invisible woman through the Force, “No, you haven’t embraced the Dark Side. Then why? Are you trying to guide that horny Youngling back to the Light?!”

“The Force has two sides, one light and one dark, but most things fall into the gray space between.” Kina shook her head and smiled wryly, “The Jedi have always wanted to seek ‘balance’, but their methods have varied from person to person, from era to era. Stray too far to either extreme and you aren’t a Jedi anymore. Asmodeus is a good child…”

“Hahaha~! That’s the funniest joke I’ve heard in a thousand years!” Karkko approached closer, then suddenly stabbed forward!

“It’s my job to make sure that he stays that way.” Kina glared down at him with those big blue rings in her large black eyes, “No one wants to see what happens when that boy gives into the Darkness or the Light completely.”

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Chapter 174: More Masters?
“Quinlan is here, I can sense him… And Aayla.”

“I also sense them, but the darkness here is… Unsettling. Karkko might have already captured them.”

Two figures in dark-green Jedi Robes walked through the eerie woods. On the right was a tall, tan-skinned middle-aged human man with green eyes and long graying black hair that was tied back in a ponytail. On the left was a woman who was about half a head shorter. She had yellowish-brown skin and long black tentacle-like gnarled ‘roots’ for hair. As a Neti, she also had a somewhat flat face without a nose, but she did have two thick brown lips and bright green eyes.

“Soup!” A shrill voice screamed as a crazy half-naked woman dropped down from above!

“Tholme.”

“I’m fine, T’ra.” The man easily cleaved the crazy Anzati in half with his green lightsaber, as T’ra Saa also ignited her own, similar blade.

They were two Jedi Masters, both at one time Jedi Watchmen of the Kiffu Sector. Where the Kiffex Prison World is located… The prison where Volfe Karkko escaped from! More importantly, Tholme not only served as Quinlan Vos’ Master, he was also the one who got Aayla accepted into the Jedi Order and also taught her quite a bit at the Temple over the years.

“What I cannot understand is why Vos and Aayla would be on this particular Agriworld in the Outer Rim? And why would Karkko fly across the entire Galaxy to hunt them down?” T’ra calmly decapitated a few more Ferals as she spoke.

Occasionally the creatures would launch a sticky green ‘web’ at them, but their web launchers were mostly expended after escaping from Kiffex. More importantly, most of them were too mindless to remember how to use the weapons and just rushed to their deaths.

“I asked Mace, but he refused to tell me anything about Quin’s latest activities.” Thome grimaced on his aged face, “I’m not even sure that Quinlan will recognize me with the current state of his memory!”

“I am sure he has his own concerns.” The ‘young’ Neti woman, under a thousand years, shook her head and continued walking next to the taller man. Occasionally she would unleash blasts of Force that would send large groups of Anzati flying into the trees.

“What could possibly be so ‘concerning’ that he would need to hide it from us?” Tholme grumbled as the two of them finally reached a clearing and saw the big gray triangular ship parked not far away. A terrifying darkness was emanating from within that place… Pulsing, like a beating heart! As if something horrible was gestating inside!

“No, Quinlan isn’t here? I can feel them over there…” The old man frowned as his green eyes gazed off towards another patch of trees to their left, “And the smell, ionized air, carbonized flesh.”

“I can hear sabers clashing. They are not yet defeated, it seems.” T’ra was a lot more optimistic, “We can investigate that ship after we capture Karkko.”

“Wait! Something’s coming!” Tholme shouted and took up a defensive stance as a dark figure jumped down from the top of that cruiser!

“A Sith?” The ‘old woman’ immediately recognized that red skin and golden eyes. Of course, it also helped that he was wearing black robes and holding a black hilt, that shot out a crimson blade that was as long as he was tall!

“A Sith? Is he the one who freed Karkko?” Tholme looked over at the tall and muscular man who had a pretty ‘baby face’, with long black hair that flowed freely behind him. Not from the wind, but because of the Force. Otherwise his face would probably be covered half the time…

“Sorry, but my Master is having fun now. Can’t let you interrupt their little game.” Asmodeus grinned his straight white teeth and took up a casual stance that seemed to be full of openings.

“I have never seen you before, Child.” T’ra spoke calmly but her green eyes were scrutinizing him seriously, as she took up a more defensive stance. After all, she was basically a sentient humanoid tree, her fighting style was usually as if she rooted herself to the ground.

“Really? I like to think I’m actually pretty fucking famous now days, hahaha~!” He darted towards the pretty tree-girl without hesitation and his big, long, hard and thick red rod smashed down towards her face!

“What is this?!” Tholme stabbed towards the boy’s side but his blade was actually smacked away by a purple tentacle that suddenly appeared!

“Do not underestimate this Child.” T’ra used both hands and even two of her root-like hairs to hold the hilt of her lightsaber as she defended with all her strength, “I have faced their kind before. They are very strong in the Force… Especially the Dark Side of the Force.”

“I’m not underestimating him, I just didn’t expect…” Tholme quickly raised his right hand and grabbed the glowing red fist that almost punched him in the face, “This!”

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Chapter 175: Neti

Violet tentacles and crimson arms randomly emerged from behind Asmodeus as he attacked and defended against those two green blades! Purple lightning crackled around his body at random, but the two Jedi Masters easily defended with Force barriers or simply weren’t affected at all.

*Boom~!* The ground beneath their feet exploded and they jumped up and to the sides to avoid the flying rocks. Then the two of them captured and ‘threw’ those boulders back towards the boy on the ground!

“Hahaha~! Sorry, but it takes a lot more than that to hurt me!” Asmodeus laughed as he jumped up into the air with those long purple tentacles whipping around behind his back like gigantic wings! Though they were mostly just for show.

“Tholme, leave me to deal with this Child. Go save your Padawan.” T’ra reached out and grabbed the boy from the air with her left hand, slamming him into the ground a few times, before tossing him into the side of the ship…

“I probably don’t need to say this, but… Be careful.” Tholme nodded to her and left without hesitation.

“I always am.” The tree-girl smiled on her beautiful noseless face and lifted her lightsaber, imbued with her powerful Force Energy to defend more easily against that boy’s powerful strength.

“Hahaha~! Whatever, by the time he makes it over there, it’ll already be over.” Asmodeus snickered and hacked, slashed, picked and thrusted, those tentacles and extra arms tried to attack her body, but she used her own long root-like hair to defend. In fact, roots also grew out of the ground around their feet and tried to wrap around his legs!

“What is it about hot female Jedi and tentacles? I mean, I’m definitely not complaining and I ain’t one to judge! Hahaha~!”

“I find your attitude puzzling and quite disturbing.” T’ra slammed her left palm into his chest as some small roots emerged, ripping through his robe, but got stuck in his thick flesh underneath.

“You’re not using enough strength!” He grabbed her hard, ‘wooden’ right breast with his free hand while their lightsabers were still clashing above her head, “Mmmn~! Yeah, squeeze me harder Mommy~!”

“Disgusting.” T’ra ignored his nonsense and those roots reached up farther, wrapping his entire lower body tightly. From her perspective, it was as if her ‘feet’ were gripping him, but fortunately her sense of touch wasn’t that strong. Even when he grasped her breast, it was only insulting at most. There was no pain, damage or pleasure. What really bothered her the most were those Force Tendrils that she had to defend against with her own ‘hair’. She could feel that sticky, corrosive Darkness trying to corrupt her very soul!

“You are nothing more than a vulgar beast. Unable to control your own lust and desires.”

“Hey, you’re the one shoving her roots up my ass, okay?!” Asmodeus retorted, “Don’t you Jedi have laws against this kinda shit? First you call me a Child, then you grab my dick and say I’m disgusting, you’re giving me really mixed signals here!”

“No…” It was only at that moment when T’ra realized that something was wrong! The Force here was… Twisted, depraved! And she was letting it flow up through her roots, across her entire body! She quickly tried to suppress the darkness, but it also made her distracted.

“Fuck~!” Asmodeus groaned and quickly pushed her chest away, forcing the tendrils penetrating his own chest to be retracted. Splattering a bit of blood on that stunned face, “I’m gonna have to be a little more serious now.”

“Mmmn~!” The tree girl groaned in pain as her tendrils were suddenly pushed out of his ass and then ignited by a hot-black blade! While she was distracted, that red lightsaber swiped down and cut off her lower body!

“Ow~!” The one who was in the most pain was actually Asmodeus though. Those roots were hard and sharp, leaving all kinds of scratches all over his dick, balls and inside his bowels! He jumped backwards away from the rapidly-regenerating tentacle-tree and looked down at his tattered, burnt robe in distress.

“We really need to go buy some more clothes sometime.”

“What have I done?” After reattaching her upper and lower body pretty easily, T’ra looked down at the bloody mess and red flesh left behind on her own roots… There was a reason why she rarely, if ever, actually fought with her more ‘natural’ form or shape. Aside from making it much more difficult to move around during combat, another reason is just how brutal and terrifying the Neti could become if they weren’t intentionally restraining themselves.

“Come on, round two, fight~!” Asmodeus ignored the internal and external bleeding, charging forward once more and clashing violently against the Jedi Master’s green blade!

“Once… Once I capture you, I will make this right.” T’ra Saa managed to calm herself once more as her roots transformed back into legs, allowing her to move around more agilely and freely.

“You ain’t gonna capture me and there’s nothing right or wrong about a horny tree-girl tentacle-raping a cute little Sith boy.” He smirked and used both his long blades to unleash a powerful flurry that was mostly avoided or parried easily.

“No. I am not a lawless Sith.” She shook her head and blasted him back a few meters with her left hand, “I will stand before the Council and accept their judgment for my misdeeds. Alongside you and Volfe Karkko.”

“Who the fuck is Volfe Karkko?”

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Chapter 176: Master Tholme

“Aayla!” Quin shouted anxiously as she threw her green lightsaber out, slicing through the three men that were grabbing her Padawan.

“I’m fine, Master!” Aayla rushed back to the crippled woman and bisected a few of the Anzati that were gathered around. Even when they were cut in half, they still crawled with their hands and scratched, bit or tried to penetrate them with their face-tendrils.

“How many Anzati are there?! Did he devour and enslave all of them?!” Quinlan looked around at the huge crowd that was still gathered around them, “How can there be so many?!”

“I don’t know, Master, but-Wait, do you feel that?!” Aayla looked over towards the woods and saw a green lightsaber rising up, then slashing down on one enemy after another!

“Master?!” The exhausted muscular woman grabbed her own lightsaber and chopped the heads off those zombies around them, while using the Force to unsteadily stand up with a horrible blackened hole still smoldering on her belly. It was actually possible to see straight through to the other side, even after a few minutes, because she was using the Force to prevent the rest of her guts from breaking through the carbonized ‘meat’ and spilling out of the holes.

“Quin! Thank the Force I made it in time-” Tholme smiled for a moment, then frowned when he saw that scorched hole, and then… He looked back up at that feminine face, the cleavage, back at the pretty face again and asked, “Quin, what did Karkko do to you?!”

“Uh…” Quin’s dark, slightly bloody face, blushed a bit and she awkwardly explained, “This… Just this hole, not the other. I went on a mission to Dathomir and was captured by the Nightsisters…”

“I understand.” Tholme sighed dramatically, “We’ve all been there, done that. Don’t worry. I’m sure we can get you treated once we make it back to Coruscant.”

Unlike their original meeting on Kiffex, both Quin and Aayla have actually recovered most of their memories by now. After all, they had the help of Asmodeus, Sarry and Kina Ha on the spiritual side, while Kaminoan technology also helped a lot for the physical damage to their brains.

“Master…” Quinlan shook her head and looked over to Aayla’s blushing blue face, all the zombies around them were pushed back by a powerful Force ‘Blast’ by the middle-aged Jedi.

“What’s wrong? Also, who is that woman fighting with Karkko?” Once a decent amount of the Anzati were cleared away, Tholme was able to see the ancient Sith Sorcerer being heavily suppressed by that 7 foot tall ‘alien’ of a Species he had never seen before! More importantly, she was using a bright blue lightsaber and fighting in Form-1 extremely proficiently. Even when it came to Force techniques, whether it was lightning or other tricks, they were easily dispelled or deflected without much effort!

“That’s Master Kina Ha. She’s the only Kaminoan Jedi…” Aayla smiled and looked over at the powerful woman with admiration, “Master Kina has been training me for the past few months. She also helped Quinlan and I regain our memories.”

“A Jedi Master? One that I’ve never met or even heard about before?” Tholme raised a thick eyebrow and then cut off the head of a screaming Anzati woman, blasting a group of men backwards with a casual wave.

“She was one of the Jedi who captured Karkko a thousand years ago.” Quin explained while wrapping her arm around Aayla’s shoulder, slumping down a bit more, “I wouldn’t be surprised if she was the oldest and strongest Jedi alive today.”

“Incredible…” The Jedi Master was honestly impressed and amazed at the superb form, exquisite skill and sheer elegance of that giant woman… But then he turned his attention back to the two ‘women’, specifically their bellies: “Quin. Is the child yours?”

“Yes, Master.” She answered without hesitation, then looked down at that slightly swollen blue belly with a gentle smile, “Taayla Vos.”

“I see.” Tholme sighed and shook his head, looking back towards the woods and frowning, “It’s not that I can’t understand your feelings. But you should know that attachments and love are dangerous. Especially when it comes to romance and… Family.”

“I know. We both know.” Quin had a firm expression on her handsome face as she spoke, “We’re both still Jedi… We just can’t return to Coruscant. Not for now, at least.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” He rolled those green eyes and pointed to the hole in her stomach, “Your guts are about to pop out and you’re still worried about that?! I’ll deal with the Council! Now come back with me! T’ra can patch you up first and we can deal with the rest when at the Temple!”

“We don’t need to go back to Coruscant!” Aayla pointed towards the huge ship behind the trees, “We just need to make it over there!”

“You’ve been inside that ship?!” Tholme looked at the two of them seriously, “How are you two still sane?”

“Maybe we’re not?” Quin smiled wryly and looked back over at the pulsating purplish-black mass of Darkness that seemed to be about to ‘erupt’!

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Chapter 177: Sarry’s Birthday
The sky darkened and purple lightning streaks across the thick, low clouds! Rain fell, but it felt… Sticky.

“What is that?!” Even Karkko was a little disgusted as he disengaged back a dozen meters from that dangerous old woman, “Is that your ‘Apprentice’?!”

“Not exactly.” Kina smirked as she looked over towards the side of the ship, near the back. The ramp was up, but one of the airlocks was open. Such a small hole on such a large ‘lady’. However, Jedi are known for being able to shoot their loads into tiny holes. Obviously the Force allowed the two of them to ‘see’ something emerging from that darkness…

“You think I’m old, hah~! That ‘woman’ is older than the Republic. Yet, only a newborn baby.”

*Oooiiiiieeeeee~!* A deafening squeal echoed across the sky and purple lightning crashed down all around them! Hundreds of those Anzati were massacred in an instant! The rest actually regained a bit of sanity and tried to escape into the woods, but the trees started burning around them! They were corralled back out into the open again, but purple tendrils burst out of the ground and pierced through their bodies! Skewering them up into the air, then pulling them back down, beneath their earth!

“Sith? Another Pureblood? No, there’s something wrong…” T’ra pushed Asmodeus back with her green blade again and saw the gigantic woman that jumped down and landed heavily onto the mud and grass!

“Ass Mo Deus~!” Those golden eyes were practically aflame as she looked at the injuries on her ‘father’. There were burns on his arms, legs, even a piece of his left side was scorched black. As for the robe, that was discarded a long time ago. So she could see his bloody cock, balls and ass…

“Sarry~! Happy Birthday~! Hahaha~!” Even in such a terrible state, Asmodeus didn’t seem very upset. He turned off his lightsabers and casually tossed them to the side, then jumped up and wrapped his ‘little’ arms around the back of her neck, with his thighs around her ripped waist.

“Deus, this little girl hurt you so badly.” Sarry hugged him tightly, she was still slimy and sticky from leaving the ‘womb’ a few moments ago. Those golden eyes glared down at the tiny Neti woman who was backing away slowly, “My garden is missing a few decorative ‘trees’. But I think this one needs to be pruned a bit first.”

“She kinda fucked me up pretty badly.” Asmodeus sighed and complained, “I think I need a few days to heal before I can give you a proper ‘birthday party’.”

“I can heal you.” T’ra turned off her lightsaber and put it on her right hip. Although her robe looked perfectly untouched, that was actually because it was only ‘shapeshifted’, just like the rest of her body. If she released the transformation, she just looked like a big green tentacle tree, not even in a humanoid shape at all.

“I will heal my husband myself!” Sarry hugged the wounded man tightly and reached down to grab his bloody ass, her hands glowing bright purple and rapidly regenerating his wounds on the inside and outside.

“If it’s just Force Healing, I’m pretty good at it myself.” Asmodeus also reached down to his own side with one hand and started irradiating his wound, though the healing speed was pretty slow due to the nature of the damage.

“You said you do not know Volfe Karkko, then why did you keep me from arresting him?” T’ra Saa looked at the giantess warily, but the ‘threat’ she felt from earlier had already faded a lot. She didn’t let her guard down completely though.

“I told you that my Master was having fun.” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and looked at the tree-girl, “Kina was fighting with some Sith dude and kicking his ass, so I didn’t want you guys to ruin her little game. But now it’s definitely over.”

“Kina?” T’ra was stunned and looked over towards the burning woods, where a tall man in a tattered gray robe rushed out! Behind him was a tall blue-gray Kaminoan woman, holding a blue lightsaber in her right hand and shooting out a golden ‘Force Lasso’ to wrap around the man’s legs, pulling him backwards through the mud.

“It seems like that little sapling back then has grown into a tall tree.” Kina stepped down and pressed Karkko’s angry face into the mud before he could say anything, then smiled at the Neti girl she hadn’t seen in hundreds of years.

“Kina Ha?” Those green eyes widened in shock, “Why are you here? With these… Sith.”

“Someone needs to keep an eye on them.” Kina gazed up at those two eerily similar beautiful red faces and chuckled, “It seems like you’re finally ready to be ‘born’, Sarry.”

“My maturation is complete.” Asmodeus was put down by the 8 foot tall giantess and stood a little unsteadily, but his injuries were a lot better than before. The huge muscle-girl looked down into those big blue eyes and smirked, “I’m finally free.”

“Perhaps.” The Kaminoan looked over towards the ‘short’ 2 meter tall boy and chuckled, “Your ‘shackles’ are even tighter now, are they not?”

“Maybe…” Sarry reached down and grabbed that bloody cock, with purple light covering her hand, “But I’ve always enjoyed bondage.”

“Who doesn’t?” Kina smirked and yanked up the struggling Anzati man from the ground, with mud covering his face, “I’ve captured a prisoner, ‘Captain’. It’s up to you to decide his fate.”

“Master Kina…” T’ra smiled wryly on the side, “Tholme and I were sent here by the Council to capture this fugitive.”

“Deus, you can hand him over to the Jedi if you want. It’s up to you.” Kina just shrugged, keeping the angry bastard floating in mid-air with a bunch of yellow ‘ropes’ wrapped around his throat, arms, legs, hands and ankles.

“I admit that you defeated me, Kina Ha! But I refuse to allow this…” Karkko looked the naked man up and down with a grimace on his ugly face, “This pathetic Youngling to decide my fate!”

“What do you think, Sarry? It’s your birthday after all.” Asmodeus craned his neck to look up at that pretty face.

“I think we should eat him.” Sarry grinned revealing her terrifying teeth that stretched from one side of her mouth to the other, “I’ll eat the brain. Devour his knowledge. You can eat the rest of the meat.”

“On second thought, I would rather the Captain decide my fate!”

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Chapter 178: The Price
“Master!” Aayla rushed out of the burning woods, struggling to carry Quinlan on her back!

“T’ra! Are you okay?!” Tholme also came out of the flames, rushing through the rain and mud to that tree-girl’s side. He was relieved to see that she was essentially unharmed, then looked over at the two red-skinned nudists in surprise. That huge woman looked over at him for a moment and ignored his existence, while Asmodeus just gave him a wink.

“I saw your fight. Well, you did pretty good considering the circumstances.” He snickered and hugged the crying Twi’lek, along with the Kiffar woman on her back. When he reached down and felt that hole, he couldn’t help getting a little harder, especially since that big red had was still grabbing his dick and balls.

“Captain, I hate that I know what you’re thinking…” Quin grimaced, “But I really need to see the doctor… Fast.”

“True, true. Don’t worry. Even if you lost a few organs, we can grow you some new ones easily enough.” Asmodeus snickered and looked over at Tholme, “I can give this asshole to you guys, but not for free.”

“He does have a bounty.” T’ra reacted quickly and calmly, “One million credits, only alive.”

“Alive… In other words, as long as he’s alive~!” Asmodeus narrowed his eyes as he glared at that tied up Anzati, “I believe in fairness. How about this? I won’t let Sarry eat your brain, but you can’t eat anyone’s brain either. Ever again.”

“Yes! I agree!” Karkko nodded as Kina removed the golden Force Bindings and he fell back down to his feet, “I survived over a thousand years without drinking any essence, then I was sealed for another thousand, I have only ever ‘fed’ a few times!”

“It’s almost like you’re a good person!” He snickered and pushed Aayla, along with Quin, into Sarry’s strong arms. Asmodeus cracked his neck and grinned, “Alright, come on! We’re both pretty fucked up, but let’s do this!”

“You want to duel with me?” Karkko used the Force to remove the mud from his face and body.

“Duel? I guess you could call it that! Hahaha~!” Asmodeus rushed forward and punched him in the face! His cheekbone cracked and the tendril inside exploded internally!

“Aah~! Ugh~!” Karkko was a Jedi Master in the past, so obviously he was an experienced fighter in hand-to-hand combat, but unfortunately… Sometimes fighting isn’t just about technique or Force tricks.

Asmodeus grabbed the side of his dazed head and slammed him down into the mud, stomped down on his dick and balls, crushing them into paste. As he screamed, those heavy fists broke his ribs, then a knee to the lower spine.

*Crackle~!* Force Lightning shot out of Karkko’s right hand for a moment, before Asmodeus grabbed his wrist and stomped on his armpit.

“No-no~! Aaaaah~!” With a horrified scream, his whole arm was torn from the socket!

“No one, hurts my fucking kids! You piece of shit!” Unlike the usual purple, now the aura radiating from his body was the usual fiery red of the Sith! He punched that bloody mouth only five times, but all those teeth were broken or knocked out onto the muddy grass! Some of them were swallowed by the man and tore at the lining of his esophagus!

“Stop, please! Mnnf~!” He could barely speak, but as an Anzati, his ability to survive was pretty impressive. Even with his chest caved in, with ribs jutting out of the flesh, a missing arm, his other arm twisted like a pretzel, and both his legs crushed into meat paste, he was still alive and ‘well’!

“Don’t worry, as long as your brain is fine, it’s not like you’ll die!” Asmodeus snickered as he finally used the Force again, lifting the man up in front of everyone and looking over towards Aayla’s pale face. Then he looked up at Quinlan’s cold eyes. Finally he turned to the scowling old man and the Neti woman who closed her eyes, even ‘removing’ her own ears so that she wouldn’t have to witness such senseless… Arousing, violence.

“Do you think this is good enough or do you want me to cut his head off and put it in a jar for you? Should be easy enough to keep him ‘alive’ that way.”

“This is ‘fine’. Thanks.” Tholme struggled to smile and reached out with the Force to finally take the broken man into Jedi custody, “Quinlan, Aayla… Are you sure?”

“Yes, Master.” Quin smiled wryly and nodded her woozy head, “As Master Kina said… Someone needs to keep an eye on Captain Asmodeus and the others. Make sure they don’t go ‘too far’.”

“How far is too far?” T’ra opened her eyes and ears, looking at the tragic state of the ancient Sith and sighed, “Child, you must understand that the Dark Side is not so easy to resist. Especially so close to the ‘source’.”

“I wouldn’t say I’m the fucking ‘Source’ of the Dark Side.” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and complained, “I’m not even that dark, okay? I think I’m actually a pretty reasonable person. Otherwise, why would I let you get away with raping me in the ass and almost ripping my dick off?”

“I’m sorry, what?” Tholme looked over at the calm face of his partner.

“We should be going now.” T’ra Saa turned and walked away.

“Wait, T’ra, what the frak happened when I wasn’t there?” The middle-aged Jedi ran after his crush with the unconscious prisoner being jerked around in the sky behind them.

“I will make a full report to the Council upon my return…” T’ra sighed and shook her head, “Perhaps I will be returning to Kiffex soon.”

As they left, Kina chuckled and shook her head, “Guilt often leads to the Dark Side.”

“Meh.” Asmodeus looked around at everyone and grinned, “Anyway, birthday party time! Hahaha~!”

“I think I’m dying…” Quin coughed up some blood and a bit of intestines squirted out of her holes, “Ow.”

The severely wounded boy shrugged, “Okay, party later, Medbay first! Hahaha~!”

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Chapter 179: Sin

“Master T’ra, you’ve done a good job…” Mace Windu rubbed his aching bald head and looked up at the beautiful ‘young’ woman who was nearly as old as Grandmaster Yoda, “So why are you still in my office?”

T’ra replied with a serious expression, “I have committed a serious crime. I am awaiting my punishment.”

“I’ve read your report, it was an accident at most. You’ve been reprimanded.” He sighed and asked, “Is there anything else?”

She frowned, “I gave in to the Dark Side.”

“And so you’ve been told to meditate… In your own quarters.” Mace glared at the Neti woman who was once his Master, when he was only a Jedi Apprentice or ‘Padawan’.

“I do not think you understand the gravity of my sin.” T’ra closed her eyes and couldn’t help remembering that sensation. She trembled a bit and shook her head slowly, opening those bright green eyes once more, “Mace… I did not write this in the report…”

“What else did you do?” Windu raised an eyebrow, “Did you and Tholme?”

“Of course not.” She shook her head, “If only it was something that… Inconsequential.”

In the original timeline, T’ra and Tholme did fall in love and become partners, but not this soon and not under these different circumstances.

“Go on…” Mace gestured to her above the simple office desk, “T’ra…”

“I did something so cruel, so vile, something that I will likely regret for the rest of my life…”

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“So what you’re saying is she gave me an anal creampie? What’s the big deal?” Asmodeus was laying face-down on the comfy gray hoverbed in the Doctor/Cloning Office of the ship.

“No, I am saying that she quite literally planted her seeds within your bowels.” Wrosa looked at her datapad again and back at his gaping anus, “They have already germinated.”

“Can you, uh, take them out?” He rolled his golden eyes and reached back to spread his muscular cheeks.

“Although it would be interesting to find out what would happen, it would be safer for both you and the seeds if I removed them immediately.” Then she put on some gloves and took out a white ball, which had blue rings glowing on it.

“Mmn~!” Asmodeus moaned as the giant ‘anal bead’ was inserted and started moving deeper into his body. Fortunately most of the injuries were already healed. The ones that weren, were ‘sealed’ by the beams emitted by that ball as it passed through his colon. The first seed was extracted slowly, painfully, over the course of ten minutes, then finally brought back out. Then the next and the next… Only three in total. After that, he got a bacta injection up the ass, a shot in the arm and given some special nutrient pills made from Sarlacc juice that had to be taken hourly until his wounds were completely healed.

“They’re kinda pretty.” He sat up and looked at the three glowing green seedlings, feeling a strong connection with them, “She basically impregnated me, huh?”

“As the mother, you were given custody of the children.” Kina’s voice came out of the doorway as she walked into the room, “But… I think it would be better if I raised them. I have a bit more ‘experience’ in that regard.”

“Go ahead. They’re all yours.” Asmodeus shrugged, “Besides, don’t they take like thousands of years to grow?”

“I’m not sure where you heard that.” She smirked and picked up the three seeds with the Force, “They can go dormant for centuries or even millennia, waiting for the proper conditions to germinate… But look, they’ve already started sprouting. Perhaps in a few decades, they will be able to call you father? Or mother?”

“At this rate, I’ll have a hundred other kids calling me Daddy. So I’m trying not to think about that shit too much lately.” He sighed dramatically and then looked at the bellies of the two Kaminoan women, “By the way…”

“I ran out of eggs thousands of years ago.” Kina snickered and left the room with her ass swaying seductively, covered by only a thin layer of black tights.

“I removed my eggs and stored them externally. If you wish to fertilize one, we can do so immediately.” The pink-skinned Kaminoan doctor pointed towards a glowing blue stasis chamber up against the wall.

“It’s not a high priority. Sorry.” Asmodeus sighed and asked, “How are Quin and Taayla doing?”

“The fetus is mostly unharmed. Premature labor was prevented. Quinlan’s situation was more severe.” Wrosa used a floating ball to project a holographic image of the sexy, naked, muscular woman with a hole in her gut.

“The bladder, parts of the vagina, the uterus, ovaries, parts of the small and large intestines, the rectum, parts of the spine, along with significant amounts of muscle and skin need to be replaced completely. The process is underway.”

Obviously she didn’t need to do everything herself. There were Medical Droids stolen from Kamino for that. They also didn’t need to spend time ‘growing’ the organs now, because of an order that Asmodeus gave nearly 3 months ago: “Always keep at least 3 sets of vital organs at all times.”

That doesn’t mean they just have a bunch of clones laying around. It means that there are just three sets of cloned organs for everyone on board. Quinlan has only been here for a week, but he was lucky enough that the organs he needed were already available. Including the parts of the spine.

“However, Captain, there is something rather intriguing.” She brought up an image of an X and a Y, “According to my records, Quinlan Vos had XY Chromosomes which for humans and many near-humans like the Kiffar, means that ‘she’ should in fact be a male of her Species. Yet… Today, I noticed that not only the genes of her body, even the cloned organs have changed genetically to XX Chromosomes.”

“Well, it has been a week after all.” Asmodeus shrugged, “When in doubt, blame the Force.”

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Chapter 180: Trial
“Quinlan Vos, Jedi Knight, Master of Jedi Padawan Aayla Secura…” A deep, ominous voice came from up above. A bright light shined down on the center of the dark room. Revealing the naked, muscular woman with light-brown skin. She was hung up in the air with glowing blue shackles on her wrists and ankles. There were no chains, per se, but her body was still locked in place nonetheless.

“I admire your dedication. In order to complete your mission, you actually had your own Padawan used as a sex slave for months. You even got a sex change to infiltrate my ship as part of the crew.”

Quin opened her eyes and had a firm expression on her beautiful face, “I wasn’t given any missions. You captured, enslaved, raped and even… Impregnated my Padawan. I came here without authorization from the Council, of my own volition. I simply wanted to save Aayla. Nothing else-”

“Nothing else? Hahaha~!” That handsome, also naked, red-skinned man walked out from the darkness, “Not only did you fail to save your precious Padawan, you actually fell in love with her! You even wanted to raise ‘my’ child together! Without ‘me’!”

“Taayla needs a real father. Not a psychotic Sith like you.” Quin retorted with a smug smirk, her golden stripe reflecting the spotlight.

“And you think ‘you’ would make a good father? A Jedi Knight? You aren’t even allowed to have kids or a family!” Asmodeus snickered and reached out with his left hand, grabbing her face and pulling it closer.

“Then I’ll leave the Order.” She stared into his golden eyes and said, “I love Aayla. I would do anything for her… And ‘our’ child. Anything.”

He smirked, “Anything?”

Quin sighed, “Anything.”

“Then I’ll make the same offer again.” Asmodeus grinned, “Would you rather stay as a mere crew member or become my slave?”

“Is there really a difference?” She rolled her brown eyes, “It’s not like I can actually resist your orders, ‘Captain’.”

“The difference is about responsibility, ‘Seaman’.” He snickered and ran his fingers down her chin, across her thick neck and sexy collarbone, then grabbed her left breast roughly. Squeezing it while pinching her nipple.

Quin tried not to moan as she was being molested, “I don’t understand, Captain.”

“As my slave, it’s my job to house, feed, cloth, care for and love you. And it would be your job to help me in various ways, to satisfy my desires and I would satisfy yours. You’d be more than just property… You would be my precious, priceless treasure. No one could ever take you from me and I would never let you leave me.”

Asmodeus reached out with his other hand and caressed those rippling abs, all the way down past her belly button. The place that used to be covered in thick hair, now there was a strange hole in the middle. The skin in that spot was lighter than the rest of her body.

“But a crew member is different. As the Captain I still need to protect you to a certain extent, but you also need to fight and maybe even die for me. You’re basically ‘expendable’. I can’t even fuck you unless you give me permission. Not to mention shit like love. You could even quit and leave whenever you wanted!”

“I want to marry Aayla. I want to raise our child together. What option would allow that?” Quin frowned as those red fingers slid through her pubic hair, down her mound and rubbed against her vulva.

“My slaves are allowed to marry or fuck each other as much as they want. My crew can also fuck my slaves as long as it’s consentual. As for marriage, whatever you want. I don’t care. I’m the Captain and the Master here. The laws of the Jedi Order or the Galactic Republic have no weight on the Voracity. Only my rules. So…” Asmodeus smirked, “Are you gonna stay a seaman or become my precious slave?”

“I would like your permission to marry Aayla Secura…” Quin grinned, “Captain.”

“Permission granted.” Asmodeus took his hand off her breast and waved casually, “But… You still need to be punished for your crimes.”

She frowned, “What crimes have I committed, Captain?”

“You lied.” He snickered, “A lie of omission.”

“I’m sorry, Captain…” Quin hesitated for a while and finally admitted, “I was afraid. I didn’t think you would allow another man on your crew.”

“It depends on how hot they are.” Asmodeus shrugged, “It’s a shame, you were pretty handsome as a dude. But… I do like you better as a woman.”

“Captain…” She felt those fingers digging deeper inside and trembled, “What is my punishment?”

“Isn’t that obvious?” He snickered and her shackles moved, locking her wrists and ankles to the ground. The metal floor lifted up into a floating bench. Forcing her into a compromising position, with her sexy ass up in the air. Those elbows, forearms, knees and shins were pressed against the hard material.

“Now I finally have an excuse to steal your precious chastity!”

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Chapter 181: Breaking the Rule

Asmodeus smirked as he ran his fingers through those long dreadlocks, gripping the back of her head, he forced his cock down her throat. Those back muscles tensed up as she struggled, gagging loudly.

“Don’t worry, I just need to get a little lubed up first. I’ve been saving up my first load for a long time. I don’t wanna waste it.”

He looked down at those glaring brown eyes and couldn’t help getting close to the limit! So he quickly pulled out and breathed a sigh of relief, “Damn. I haven’t gone this long without cumming in forever. It’s already been a whole day.”

“Thank you so much, Captain, for making such a huge ‘sacrifice’.” Quin said through gritted teeth as she was turned around, “But I’m not a virgin anymore. Don’t you remember?”

“Everyone knows that tentacles don’t count. Lekku are the same.” Asmodeus looked down at that perfect, muscular ass and left a few painful handprints as she grunted. His slimy cock rubbed up against her hairy asshole for a moment, but soon his dick was down below, buried in her curly black bush.

“I gave my virginity, my love, to Aayla. Whether mentally or physically, you can’t steal my chastity anymore, Captain.” Quin moaned as that cock rubbed against her clit, then her labia and poked into her anus a bit.

“I can sure as hell try though, hahahaha~!” He finally looked down and watched his big, red cock spread apart those thin, brownish lips, revealing the pink inside. His hard cock was actually bent a little downwards as her g-spot pressed up against the bottom of his shaft. But he got harder and she grunted from the sensation.

“Captain… Congratulations.” Quin chuckled, “You finally frakked me.”

“No, I should congratulate you, Seaman Vos.” Asmodeus snickered as he thrust in deeper, pressing his tip up against that recently replaced cervix, “You’re getting married and going to have a child. Now I’m gonna try my hardest to give you a second!”

“Thank you, Captain.” She grunted and groaned as her walls were rubbed, stretched, her cervix pummeled.

“You’re welcome.” He snickered and gripped her waist, thrusting deeper and harder! The floating bench started moving on its own and much more rapidly! He didn’t even have to move his hips anymore, because her ass was smacking up against his pelvis a few times per second!

“Aaaaaaah~! Raaaaaaagh~!” Finally Quinlan couldn’t take it anymore and started screaming as her hairy cunt sprayed slimy juices everywhere! As she orgasmed, that ‘newborn’ cloned cervix was actually penetrated by the head of his cock! Her body was suddenly locked in place and he ejaculated directly into her freshly cloned womb!

“Mmn~! That feels so good…” He pulled back a bit, but the head of his dick was actually stuck inside the cervix, “Uh… Oops.”

“Mmmf~! Aaaaaagh~!” Quin screamed and roared, though she couldn’t even tell if it was pleasure or pain anymore!

Fortunately, Asmodeus could just use the Force to separate his dick from her stretched-open cervix, “I hope you realize that I’m not gonna stop just because it hurts.”

“Yes… Captain! Ugh~!” She grunted, groaned and occasionally screamed as he transformed her body into a sex-machine once more. The whole floating bench was even vibrating violently. With every thrust, a bunch of those long pubic hairs were yanked around, often being ripped out, but that pain was nothing compared to her gaping cervix that was constantly penetrated by the head of his cock! No, the more time passed, the deeper he went, until he actually hit the back of her cumfilled uterus!

“Don’t worry! You still have a spare in the Medbay! Even if this one breaks, we can just replace it! Hahaha~!” Of course, even though he said that, he still used Force Healing through his red dick and repaired the damage pretty easily. She wasn’t even bleeding in the first place, just bruised and uncomfortable.

“Aaaah~!” Quin screamed again as another load filled her aching womb, “Phew, phew, phew~!”

She was breathing out of her gritted teeth as snot and tears poured down her face. She didn’t cry, but it was just a physiological reaction. Compared to what she experienced the other day, this was nothing! At least, she kept telling herself that.

“Now it’s time to break your asshole.” Without giving the poor woman time to react, Asmodeus pulled out and thrust into that hairy butthole down to the base!

“Ugh… Mnf~!” Quin grunted mostly, no longer screaming, just groaning. She already came half a dozen times, but she was still horny. That bastard always made her so wet… But Jedi aren’t supposed to hate. They can’t let their anger control them. Even if she was pissing herself from how hard he fucked her ass, she just grit her teeth and beared it!

“You know what? I think it’s time.” Asmodeus suddenly slowed down and the room became brighter, revealing the audience gathered around them!

Except for Kina and Sarry, everyone else was there, even C-3PO and the other Droids!

“I’m sorry, Master.” Aayla walked over with a mask on her face, a slightly swollen belly and a small blue cock sticking where her clit should be… It was the same technology as Shmi’s cyber-dick, with skin cloned from her own body and even had the same nerve clusters as her real clitoris around the head of the penis.

“No way, it’s my turn first! Hahaha~!” The pregnant blue dick-girl was pushed out of the way by another Rutian Twi’lek, but this one had gray metal legs! She also had a dick attached to her clit and urethra, which had specialized cloned skin.

“No! He’s, she’s my Master! My ‘husband’! You wait your turn!” Aayla pushed Eldra out of the way with the Force and sent her flying across the room. Then she hurried over and slapped her dick against that pretty golden line on her Master’s face, “Hurry, before she interrupts us!”

“Aayla-mhf~!” The blue cock was shoved down her throat, but instead of anger, there was only love and dedication on those pretty brown eyes.

“It’s so fucking ironic, isn’t it?” Asmodeus rammed into her ass harder from behind, “You went through all the trouble of getting a magical sex change just to join my crew, but now you’re gonna get gangbanged by a bunch of dicks!”

“Master, mmnaaah~!” Aayla screamed as Eldra sneaked up behind and pierced her own defenseless asshole with that thick blue lightsaber!

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time!” The purple-eyed girl put her chin on that left shoulder as she reached down and grabbed those slightly swollen tits, “Mmn~! Yes, fuck her throat harder! I’ll help you!”

WIth every thrust from Eldra, that other cock was shoved down Quin’s throat harder and faster, fortunately though, she wasn’t actually anywhere near as big as Asmodeus. For that matter, those long Lekku were also much larger than that red dick, but they were much softer and squishier. The cybernetic dicks were a little too hard though, it felt unnatural. Also hurt more.

“Master~!” Shmi walked over with her ‘Sith Mask’ on and nothing else. That relatively average sized tan dick rubbed up against his red ass, “Let me help you~!”

“Go ahead, fuck me! Hahaha~! I love you! Aaah~!” Asmodeus had already healed from the injuries before, so his rectum was perfectly capable of taking a dick or two.

“Aren’t we supposed to be frakking Quin? It feels like we’re going really off script…” Nulii grumbled as she walked up behind Eldra and used her big yellow dick to penetrate that tight blue pussy.

“Umm, I didn’t want a jak, I’ll just use my mouth.” Only the Rodian girl didn’t have her own penis, because she just didn’t want one. Instead, she crawled onto that strong back and started slurping the cum from Quin’s asshole, occasionally sucking on her favorite red cock.

A few hours later, when everyone was watching the recording, Asmodeus groaned: “See, this is why you don’t break the Rule of Three. For fuck’s sake, we’re gonna have to do it again! This time, just me, Quin and Aayla! Everyone else can just go fuck yourselves… Or each other, but do it in the background!”

“Yes, Master~!” Shmi giggled and looked around, “By the way, I think we forgot a few people?”

He snickered, “Exactly! That’s why the Rule of Three exists in the first place! Once you get more than three, some people don’t even get screen time at all!”

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Chapter 182: What Comes Next?

“So how do you feel now?” When Quin opened her eyes, she heard her Captain whispering in her left ear. Then she blinked a few times and looked around, remembering the crazy ‘afterparty’ they had after that holoporn shoot. All her holes hurt, even her nostrils and ears.

“I’ll recover.” She snickered and looked over to the right. The two cute Rutian Twi’leks were hugging each other, with their Lekku intertwined. Beyond them was a mother and daughter duo. Their long necks were coiled together. With their identical appearances, it was hard to tell the white-skinned Kaminoan girls apart when they slept so peacefully. Ra and Nulii were also on the bed, already awake and eating each other out while moaning.

“That’s not what I meant.” Asmodeus hugged the muscular girl against his right side, while the left was being crushed between two huge red thighs. Those tendrils reached out of Sarry’s hairless pussy and ass, wiggling around on his skin, trying to ‘eat’ him. Meanwhile, Shmi had her face on his crotch, laying on her stomach. She fell asleep like that somehow.

“I didn’t have any nightmares.” Quin smiled wryly and looked over at the wall. There were five pinkish, slightly muscular asses lined up. Their furry red muffs were covered in cum and their anuses were also worn out. There were also five faces that looked somewhat similar to Silka Frotha. They weren’t clones, just other Feral Anzati women that were captured. They all had the same colored hair, the same yellow eyes, bulbous noses with flared nostrils. Almost like sisters. Whether they were as evil as she was during their ‘lives’ was a mystery, because now they only knew hunger for ‘Soup’.

Only Frotha was different. She actually wasn’t drained that badly or for as long as the other ‘survivors’ that were taken prisoner. After they were all tested for STDs and other transmissible diseases, they were locked up on the Trophy Wall. Compared to the crazy women with tendrils constantly squirming around outside their cheeks, Frotha’s eyes were closed and she was sleeping with tears and cumstains all over her not-so-pretty face.

“Told ya the trick to overcoming your fears is to rape the shit out of them.” Asmodeus snickered and looked around, “By the way, where’s Ros Lai?”

“I just woke up, how would I know?” Quin yawned and sat up, looking around for a while. Then she looked over and saw behind that gigantic red ass… Asmodeus’ numb hand was grabbing one of those pale, dainty feet. Ros Lai was laying with her arms and legs wide, her mouth wide open. With that long, curly red hair splayed around.

“Never mind, I can ‘feel’ her with the Force. Very elegant, heheh~!” He struggled to pull his arm out from between Sarry’s thick thighs, but fortunately she added a lot of ‘lube’ with her tentacles.

“So, Captain, where do we go from here?” Quin looked over at Aayla and the legless Eldra with a smirk on her lips.

“We go wherever the wind takes us… I mean the Force.” Asmodeus looked up and noticed that Sarry was sleeping very soundly. After all, she was basically an extension of the Sarlacc’s will. If the main body was sleeping, the puppet would also be unconscious for the same amount of time. The problem is that Sarlaccs can sleep for days to years at a time. After finally being born, she was completely exhausted and would need a while to ‘recharge’.

“I’m gonna go shove Sarry up her own ass. You wanna come?”

“I think I’ll pass on that one.” Quin yawned again and stood up a bit awkwardly, she still had trouble walking properly since she got her new spinal pieces. Eventually she used the Force to float off the bed and towards the bathroom, which was behind the ‘southern wall’, while the ‘northern wall’ door led to the Main Bridge. The eastern wall had the fish tank and some potted plants. The west wall was the ‘prison’.

“I originally thought about cutting off their arms and legs, even cutting off their heads, et cetera.” Asmodeus snickered as he floated off the bed with the 8 foot tall giantess in tow, “But then I thought about it more seriously. What’s the point in cutting their limbs off? With limbs, it makes it that much easier to restrain them, right? Anyway, I probably won’t keep them for long. They’re just a temporary decoration.”

“What about Frotha?” As Quin said that, he noticed those yellow eyes open and then looked at them with fear, “She’s a bit too dangerous to keep around.”

“Master, Master please…” Frotha started crying again, “I can… I can be good. Use me… Please…”

“She’s faking it.” Asmodeus snickered and shook his head, “She’s a decent actor though. It’s a shame.”

“Master! I can do anything! Please!” It was hard to tell whether she was serious or not, but she was definitely afraid and anxious. After all, she saw what they did to the others. These nine Ferals were ‘lucky’, because they were relatively attractive women. All the other men and women that didn’t meet the standard were decapitated, with the bodies being fed to the Sarlacc. Asmodeus didn’t want to ‘taint’ Sarry with their evil or crazy minds, so he just threw them into the ocean.

“Captain, you need to be careful if you post anything about the Anzati on your Holonet Channel. It’s an easy way to make some of the best assassins in the Galaxy start hunting us down.”

“I know. I’m not an idiot.” Asmodeus sighed, “Whatever. I’m probably too ‘softhearted’ sometimes.”

With a snap of his fingers, a black ball shot out and entered Frotha’s mouth! Then her whole head imploded! He casually shot out a few more and wiped out the other heads. Those remaining five girls were yanked out of the wall with a wave and then their bodies were completely crushed into paste!

Quin grimaced at the sight, and smell… Then he watched the ‘hungry’ droids scuttle out from the shadows and start dealing with the corpses!

“We already have their genes and eggs, so there’s no need to take any chances. I’m actually afraid they might find a way to manipulate one of us, maybe even one of our kids. Much simpler now. Don’t worry, if you really wanna fuck some more Anzati, I can have Wrosa give you a clone to play with.”

“No thanks.” She smiled wryly and shook her head, “I was serious though, Captain. Where are we headed now?”

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Chapter 183: Financial Situation

“Frotha ‘donated’ a million Credits to our bank account, so we have 2,256,000 Credits and 35,000 Pegats. 3,656,000 Credits total.”

In the cafeteria during ‘Lunch Time’, Shmi was giving a report to her Master while he was eating sushi… No, he wasn’t eating it off her body and nothing sexual was happening at all. Even Asmodeus wasn’t horny 100% of the time he was conscious.

“Master, it’s the general consensus of the Crew that we should upgrade the ship.”

“Can you be more specific?” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and took a sip of plain water, then he ate some more sushi and enjoyed the burning sensation of the Tieosian equivalent of horseradish.

“That’s the problem, Master, there are just too many places where the ship can be upgraded.” Shmi sighed and leaned up against his shoulder, reading from the projector in the middle of the table. There was also a big 3d Schematic of the ship that appeared, which even Asmodeus could somewhat understand.

“Hyperdrive, shields, engines, we don’t even have tractor beams, our hangar bay needs a forcefield so that we can actually use it in space… We have so few weapons, not even a single missile or torpedo. We could use some starfighters to protect the ship. The durasteel hull could be plated with Chromium to help us protect against scanners, but it would be really expensive. There are also other places that could be reinforced in various ways to make the ship more durable.”

“I get it. We need everything, but do we have enough money and where do we go for something like that?” He smiled wryly, “Keep in mind that we only have one ship. While this one is getting upgraded, what happens if there’s an emergency?”

Shmi giggled, “As long as we aren’t in a rush, we can modify the Voracity ourselves. Don’t forget that we have a lot of astromech Droids and ‘me’.”

“Maybe we should call Dooku?” Asmodeus smirked, “Ironically, I trust him more than that bitch Javra.”

“Why not go to the Jedi?” Quinlan was sitting across from them with Aayla to her left, “Your relationship with the Council seems surprisingly good.”

“It is true that I have a good relationship with the Jedi, at least on the surface.” Asmodeus took another bite of sushi and chewed a few times before swallowing it, “But~! There’s a reason why we haven’t gone to Coruscant, aside from the stupidly long travel time.”

“Master?” Aayla asked curiously, looking at Shmi who already seemed to know.

“The Jedi are basically glorified Galactic ‘cops’ now days. And don’t forget that we’re essentially a bunch of fucking outlaws!” Asmodeus shrugged, “They can’t do shit to us out here, whether legally or illegally, so it’s not worth their trouble to waste time making another enemy. But even if the Jedi don’t wanna arrest us, do you think the Senate or the Republic or even the fucking Coruscant Securty Forces would let us waltz around freely in the heart of their territory?! Hahahaha~!”

“Slavery ‘is’ illegal in the Republic.” Quinlan nodded, “At least on the ‘surface’...”

“Yeah…” Aayla wasn’t an innocent child anymore either. She had been to other worlds with her Master, seen how countless people in the ‘Free Republic’ were actually enslaved. Even on the Core Worlds, which were said to be the most civilized, the living conditions of the average person were worse than that of her Master’s slaves.

“It’s not just about laws though. It’s about power.” The beautiful tomato boy smirked, “The saying that power always corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely is pretty accurate. But I also like the saying that power doesn’t corrupt, it only reveals a person’s true nature. That’s why a lot of Jedi Masters or Grandmasters can still keep their hearts and souls ‘pure’, at least in this relatively peaceful age. Once the war starts…”

“The war?” Quin frowned, looking over at her wife’s worried face, “Isn’t there anything we can do to stop it?”

“Quin…” Aayla grabbed her hand and shook her head, “How can the few of us stop it? We can barely protect ourselves… And the people we care about.”

Asmodeus snickered, “A person’s nature isn’t static. Just like power, it grows and shrinks depending on the circumstances. The current Jedi Council is pretty conservative, but as the war progresses and they get more desperate… Well, you get the point.”

“Didn’t you say there was some Sith Lord mastermind behind everything? Can’t we just kill him now, before he gets any stronger?” Quin raised an eyebrow, looking over at the surprisingly intelligent ‘Captain’.

“We can kill him, sure. He’s at his weakest at the moment. And as long as we caught him in the right place, at the right time, he’d be shit outta luck to deal with all of us. Kina alone would wreck his ass.” He shrugged and took a sip of water, “But~! Then the ‘future’ the Force showed me would be all fucked up. Some other big bad guy would keep things moving, maybe in an even worse situation. Don’t forget about all the Core Worlds, the politicians, we can’t just massacre the entire Senate, right? Even if we did, they’d just get some new evil assholes in charge. If we wanna stop this war, the only surefire method involves finding an evil Star Forge and probably dying miserably. Along with the rest of the Galaxy. Yay~! Hahaha!”

“In other words, there’s nothing we can do? Just… Wait? Watch the Galaxy burn?” Quinlan sighed and hugged her wife’s waist, feeling that new life growing within her belly…

“Well, there is something you could do…” Asmodeus suddenly said, causing the two love birds across the table to notice that Shmi was gone at some point…

“For a moment there, I was almost starting to respect you a bit, Captain.” Quin sighed and crawled under the table with her wife. Reluctantly taking the middle position on her hands and knees, sucking and licking that big red cock.

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Chapter 184: It’s All About Power

“It’s all about power, Quin. If you were stronger and hornier, it’d be the three of us sucking your dick under the table instead.” Asmodeus took another bite of sushi and smiled, closing his eyes and using the Force to see through the table. Looking down at their pretty faces.

Even though Quin was reluctant, she still took the main position very naturally, sucking on the head and licking around the edges. Aayla sucked and licked around the shaft, taking the chance to kiss her ‘husband’ every so often as she moved up and down along the left side. Those long spotted blue Lekku were grabbed, squeezed and ‘jerked’ by those strong light-brown hands. Shmi was on the other side, sometimes on the shaft, but a lot of times she preferred to rub her face into his balls, licking and sucking on them, breathing in that musky scent of her Master!

“Besides, this is a test.” His vision passed around their backs and came up from behind, staring at those two hairy pussies and the one smooth, hairless one. He snickered, “I don’t want you two to fall to the Dark Side like Eldra. That’s no fun. I want you to endure this shame, humiliation, degradation and your own lust, to try and remain ‘pure’. Kina doesn’t really count, because she’s OP, but I wanna make sure it is possible to resist the horny side of the Force. Or will all Jedi become ‘Dark’ if they stay around me and Sarry for too long?”

“I think you just want us to suck you off.” Quin rolled her eyes and looked up at the bottom of the table, “And with you, it’s never about power. Not really.”

Then she suddenly Force Pushed him backwards! His chair skidded across the metal floor and made a screeching noise, but it didn’t fall over due to his insane weight and balance.

“Oh really?” Asmodeus grinned and put the last piece of sushi in his mouth, swallowing it without chewing much. Then a hairy muff smashed into his face! Those two thick, muscular legs were wrapped around the sides of his neck as she grabbed his long black hair, rubbing his mouth into her vulva.

“Look. Captain, now I’m forcing you to eat me out.” Quin rubbed harder and used all her strength, “Mmmn… You aren’t even resisting!”

“Oh Quin, you’re so cute, heheh~!” Shmi crawled over and continued sucking on her Master’s balls, licking up the shaft, while Aayla was mainly sucking on the head now.

“Master, you can’t force uh… Master, to do something he wants to do.” Aayla looked up at that sopping wet hairy pussy and ass, thrusting her long spotted blue Lekku up inside! Although it was only the tips, they could still reach pretty deep and they were relatively thick.

“Aayla… Mmn~!” Quin’s brown eyes rolled back and she seemed to see a vision of the future for a moment, no, maybe it was a memory? After all, in the original timeline, she was eventually able to use psychometry on living things through training…

“So you’re saying that Quin’s aunt tricked his parents into being eaten by you assholes?” Asmodeus was forcing Frotha to use her tendrils to ‘eat’ his ass while his cock was shoved down her throat. Obviously she wasn’t ‘saying’ anything at all, just crying and begging, but beyond that noise, he ripped the disgusting memories from her mind. Including some stuff about Quin.

“Hmmm, is it an aunt or a great aunt? Tinty Vos? Oh, she’s the fucking leader of Kiffu and Kiffex? Ugh, this is gonna be annoying. We’ll probably have to wait till the Clone Wars to get revenge… I wonder though, should we just kill her directly or turn her into a sex slave? She might be old and ugly, but it’s easy enough to ‘fix’ that. Make her young and pretty again, so that she can serve as Quinlan’s fucktoy more effectively.”

“Aunt Tinte murdered my parents?!” Quin suddenly shouted angrily, rubbing that pretty face into her pussy harder, “Why didn’t you tell me?!”

“Mmmfmmn~!” Asmodeus spread his hands and then clapped those strong brown asscheeks really hard, “Mmfmfmmfmf~!”

“Master…” Aayla murmured and continued sucking harder while using her hands to jerk his cock.

“Master wanted to wait a while…” Shmi giggled and stood up, walking behind Asmodeus’ back and looking up at the tall, muscular, angry woman that was riding his face, “You just got over your fear of the Anzati, so he was afraid it would trigger you again. He also didn’t want you to give into your anger and fall to the Dark Side.”

“Mmmfmmmfmfm~!” Asmodeus ‘spoke’ again, though his words were too muffled for anyone but Shmi to understand.

“He says he wanted to capture your Great Aunt, reverse her aging a bit and then give her to you as a slave.” Shmi reached up to grab Quin’s breasts and pinched her nipples, “Master really likes you a lot.”

Quin sighed and calmed down a bit as she saw some more memories flashing through her mind. She looked down into those ‘innocent’ golden eyes and chuckled, “You might be an illiterate sex fiend, but… You are actually pretty clever sometimes.”

“Mmmmf?” Asmodeus raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“What did you see?” Shmi asked curiously.

“I already ruined my own surprise. I won’t spoil it for the rest of you girls.” Quin smiled and then her whole body tensed up, trembling violently as she squeezed her thighs even tighter. Milky white cream sprayed out the sides of that red mouth, while Aayla also started choking a bit from the cum that hit the back of her throat.

After calming down a bit, Quin snickered and looked back down at that handsome face that was covered in her own juices, “Why do I need a ‘cock’? It’s not like I ever used it before. If you really wanted to enjoy yourself, you would become a woman like me.”

“Mmmmffffmmm~!” Asmodeus squeezed her ass cheeks and ‘laughed’, “Mmmmfffmmmfmfu~!”

“Master says…” Shmi giggled, “He likes being the only man on the ship with a bunch of horny, desperate women.”

Asmodeus suddenly threw Quin a few meters onto an empty table nearby, then rushed over and thrust his cock into her pussy before she could react! Gripping her ankles and pushing them back to her shoulders. It was amazing that such a muscular woman could be so flexible, but that Jedi Training wasn’t for nothing after all.

“Besides…” He snickered as he looked down at that shiny golden stripe, “There are already enough dommy-mommies on this boat! The Galaxy couldn’t handle a ‘Mistress Asmodeus’! Hahahaha~!”

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Chapter 185: Ros Lai
A Class-4 Hyperdrive is almost the best that can be equipped on a large civilian vessel through normal means. However, it is true that it takes quite a while to get anywhere. It only takes the T-6 with a Class-1 Hyperdrive Rating about a week to go from Tatooine to Coruscant, that’s over 80k Light Years, probably even more depending on the route you have to take… A Class-4 Hyperdrive takes about four times longer to get anywhere, and that’s just if you’re going in a straight line, and if you have enough fuel.

The Voracity could carry a lot of fuel at least, so they didn’t need to worry about that. But they still had to stop and start. Give the hyperdrive time to rest and recover before traveling again. They also couldn’t deal with their main source of income, the Holonet Channel, unless they were out of Hyperspace. And also in the general vicinity of a network they could access. They didn’t have Holonet in the middle of nowhere. Even a lot of planets completely lacked access and were too far for even Comms to make a connection, otherwise how would people ‘disappear’ so often after getting stranded on random planets?

Even though they already made some plans and set a course, it would take quite a while to make it to their destination. In the meantime, they had other things to keep themselves busy.

For example, the two Dancers, Nulii and Ra really did ‘dance’ a lot. Literally, they danced and recorded themselves. They also had naked lightsaber fights, which were amateurish at best, but their goal wasn’t to get better, just to get good camera angles and be able to sell their ‘content’. They never really wanted or expected to have to fight or whatever. They just wanted to make money for their Master and feel useful.

Of course, they also had fun and enjoyed the popularity. They were basically celebrities on the Holonet after all. For fuck’s sake, they even gave interviews and went on ‘talk shows’ virtually from time to time. Something that no one else on the Crew actually got involved with.

Tara Te ended her probation as a toilet slave, primarily to her own daughter that she abused in the past. The City Administrator actually did have a lot of talent in regards to, well, administration tasks. Whether dealing with finances, allocation of resources, even office politics, she was literally designed to be an expert. She also had plenty of training and experience. Handling a handful of people and a few dozen droids was so easy that it was even a bit boring.

Rima Te was designed to handle menial tasks for her mother, while also serving as a psychological punching bag or sex toy when necessary. She was, however, still given a full education and very intelligent, diligent and efficient in her current work. Mainly dealing with the Holonet Channel, recording, editing, posting and maintaining everything from smut to full-length movies. She even wrote and directed some stuff, but unfortunately the backlog is so long that they still haven’t gotten around to that part in their ‘story’. After all, their main purpose for the Holonet Site was to make money, not just for fun or attention.

C-3PO also started writing some romance novels in his spare time. They were actually very good and did pretty well in the Droidofile circles, but they were basically on the ‘free section’ of the Holonet Site. Along with Ros Lai’s Memoirs and some fanfiction that Kina was writing lately.

Schutta Shmi’s story took a different turn lately. Instead of just a crazy, depraved slut, her character started learning Sith Alchemy. Obviously she didn’t explain to everyone how it worked, just like Ros Lai wouldn’t be stupid enough to give away her own magical secrets to the Galaxy. They did reveal some of the ‘results’, for example the fact that Shmi was able to restore those two broken Krayt Dragon Pearls and even crush them into a size small enough to be used in a double-bladed lightsaber that she also crafted for herself. Or maybe for the child in her belly…

The hilt was black and about 2 feet long, but relatively simple-looking. It could also be broken in half like her own ‘Shadow’. Even those two Teal pearls became orange after being tainted by the Dark Side during the restoration process. That didn’t really matter though.

Ros Lai hasn’t given up on her dreams of ruling Dathomir though. She also never stopped ‘draining’ the essence of her Master… It was just an issue with the sheer quantity of ‘essence’ and the fact that the bastard also ended up draining a lot of it back. She understood that even if she really could control Asmodeus, it was totally meaningless when there were two monsters like Sarry and Kina on this ship!

“It really isn’t so bad here though…” The red-haired woman closed her crimson eyes and breathed in the powerful Dark Side Energies swirling around in her own private quarters, “It reminds me of home…”

She suddenly started cackling to herself as she knelt in front of the glowing green cauldron and placed a few more strange ingredients inside, “Sooner or later, I’ll be back. Hehehe~! And when I return, I will rule as your Queen. All of you Witches will kneel at my feet and lick my hairy Rancor cunt!”

The pot bubbled and started turning from green to blood red, “With this… I will be the Master!”

A few minutes later, she was vomiting in the toilet with Asmodeus holding her hair back and sitting on the edge of the tub, “Seriously Rosy, if you wanna get pregnant that badly, you don’t have to make crazy magical bullshit potions. Just ask Wrosa for help.”

“No! Urp-blech~!” Ros had tears in her eyes as she glared up at the annoying man, “This! This is a matter of my pride! Blech~! As a Nightsister-urp~!”

“Uh huh…” Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and ignored the sight of the glowing green slime being sucked down the sonic toilet, “Is it really that hard to make a fertility potion? What’s the point? Sooner or later, you’re gonna end up pregnant anyway.”

“Our child must be a female! And she must be powerful enough to suppress all of those whores and Rancors!” Then she started puking again…

“Genetic engineering seems to work pretty well for both things. I don’t see why you need to use sketchy magical bullshit you don’t even completely understand.” He snickered and patted her on the back, “Don’t worry, my genes are pretty strong. And thus far, all my kids have been girls. Something about me having a super low percentage of sperm cells that have Y Chromosomes? It’s not zero though, and with your sex-change magic, I don’t see why it matters.”

“You wouldn’t understand!” Ros Lai retorted and then started crying again, “This is all… Part of my training. I need to get stronger… For when we conquer Dathomir!”

“I don’t really see how puking your guts out is gonna help you get stronger, but whatever makes you happy, I guess.” He used the Force to wipe her mouth off and pulled the girl up onto his lap. She hugged him subconsciously and looked up at his pretty face as he whispered, “Just remember… In this entire Galaxy, I’m the person who loves you the most, Rosy.”

Ros Lai grimaced a bit, but that glowing purple hand on her back made her stomach and bowels feel a lot calmer. She breathed a long sigh and looked up at his face with a smirk, “Yes… Master.”

“Anyway, I’ll stay with you tonight to make sure you’re really fine.” Asmodeus picked her up and brought the girl over to her simple bed, which had black sheets and what looked like bones for a bedframe. Though they were just metal, or his heavy ass would probably break them.

“Really?” Ros was genuinely surprised, “Why are you being so nice to me? Are you about to use me in some ritual sacrifice?”

“Because I love and care about you?” He snickered and laid down next to her, causing the bed to creak and groan, “We’ve never really had any ‘alone time’ together. Just the two of us. Quin and Aayla have each other, but you’ve been neglected a lot.”

“I’ve always been neglected…” Ros giggled and reached down across his abs, before grabbing that hard, slimy cock that was still wet from when they were fucking earlier, “I’ve only ever known humiliation and abuse. I’m not used to ‘this’…”

“Like I said earlier, I love you the most.” Asmodeus snickered and pressed his lips against hers as she trembled. It tasted strange, disturbingly similar to that glowing green soda he liked…

“Deus, I…” Ros teared up again and sniffled, “I think I love you too.”

“Is it really that hard to admit?” He kissed her again and she lifted her leg up over his hip, guiding his cock inside with her hand. They actually weren’t being recorded or filmed for once. Just, spending time alone, together, like ‘normal’ lovers. Though it was a little abnormal for sexual deviants like the two of them.

“You knew I was jealous of her, right?” As she moved her pelvis forward and backwards, with his soft hand on her plump left ass cheek, she whispered against his lips: “Maybe we’re all jealous…”

“Of Sarry?” Asmodeus asked, not subconsciously reading her mind for once.

“Shmi!” Ros pouted and complained, “You two spent so much time alone together. Before the rest of us came along. We’ve all read the stories. They weren’t even recorded as Holovids for the most part. It left so much to the imagination…”

“A lot of it was just imagination though.” He snickered and complained, “She over exaggerated a lot. We did have sex almost all day, every day for a while, but I wouldn’t say there was much ‘romance’ involved. Just a lot of hot, sweaty, dirty Tatooine slave sex.”

“Until Sarry steals you from me, you’re going to be ‘my’ little slave boy. I want you to serve me as your Mistress, mmmn~!” Her mouth was covered by his and then she was pressed underneath his powerful body, as he thrust harder and deeper than before! He kept going even as his cum was spurting up against her cervix and spraying out those pretty lips, down that slightly hairy ginger asshole.

Then he slowed down a bit and stopped kissing her to say, “If you wanna be my Master, then you better get stronger. Otherwise, you’ll have to settle for being ‘my’ adorable little Nightsister pet.”

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Chapter 186: Mommy
In the bright, wide-open ‘hangar bay’ of the Voracity, birds were chirping, cows were mooing and deer were bleating. It was a peaceful scene of nature, yet surrounded by metal walls on the sides, with a few starships parked over in the corner. Surrounded by a few small trees, a massive figure loomed. The head was closed up like a grotesque tan flower bud about to bloom. The body was reminiscent of an elephant or a pig, with that big belly covered in carapace and half-buried under the dirt. Those giant hind legs were spread wide, with cute hoof-like feet, though there were no actual hooves.

Asmodeus walked up behind the sleeping Sarlacc and gazed upwards. Two long tentacles were stretched down, slumped all the way to the ground. That short little triangular tail provided some shade, with a surprisingly small anus underneath. The wrinkled ring was only about a meter wide at that moment and completely ‘sealed’ shut.

With every step that he took, the ground rose up into a large ramp, leading straight up to that ominous sphincter. Unlike an ordinary creature, the Sarlacc’s anus is actually very clean, because by the time anything makes it that far, there isn’t really much left other than various extremely corrosion-resistant materials. Usually special metal alloys.

“Muah~!” He kissed the top of that pretty pinkish ring and then shoved a few fingers inside. With only a little stimulation, some clear fluids started leaking out of the center and spreading across the folds.

“May the Force be with me…” The brave boy smirked and rubbed his slightly flaccid cock along the bottom wrinkles, finally moving up a bit further. Although he was so incredibly small in comparison, that gigantic anus trembled and puckered down, clamping tightly around his rapidly hardening cock!

“Mmmn~! Sarry…” He moaned a bit as he moved his hips, in and out, her hole clamping down tighter and spasming, as clear juices sprayed out onto his belly and thighs!

He reached out and hugged that thick wall of skin above her butthole. Those huge ‘cheeks’ were naturally spread so wide that she didn’t even really have an asscrack to speak of… But that didn’t really matter.

“I love you…” Deus whispered as he sprayed his thick, creamy seed inside and felt the folds clamping down even harder for a moment, before loosening rapidly.

“The way is open.” Even though he said that, he still had to struggle a bit without using the Force to ‘cheat’. He bent down and put his hands in first, spreading those throbbing, slimy walls open a bit. Then he started crawling inside. Halfway through, when his head and arms finally emerged from the other side, he felt the anus clamp down again!

“Ugh~! Fuck~!” Asmodeus groaned at first, his legs were half-way stuck outside the Sarlacc’s asshole, but his dick was rubbing up against the folds below. As he pushed and shuffled, he couldn’t help but enjoy himself a bit too much… With another thick load expended between the creases of that giant anus, he finally managed to squeeze through to the other side!

“I’ve been waiting.” A deep, feminine voice echoed in the gigantic rectum. Sitting on a throne of fleshy tentacles was a gorgeous and magnificent crimson woman. She had long black hair covering in front of her huge, muscular yet ‘fatty’ breasts. Those abs were incredibly defined, just like her shoulders, arms and the legs that were slightly spread. She had no eyebrows, just like the boy below. Those golden eyes also indicated their obvious relationship.

“Sorry, Sarry, I came as fast as I could, hahaha~!” Asmodeus couldn’t help laughing as he stood up off the meaty floor, “It seems you’re finally awake?”

“Don’t call me Sarry…” She leered down at him with a slight smirk on her dark-red lips, “Call me, Mommy.”

“Yes, Mommy~!” Asmodeus snickered and walked forward up to her throne as she stretched out her giant right foot towards his face.

“Deus, you might be my biological father, but I feel as if I ‘raised’ you like a son.” She said as he licked her immaculate toes, those black nails were actually trimmed and filed down to the perfect length to avoid hurting him. For that matter, it was also to avoid cutting open her own bowels when she walked around in her ‘throne room’.

“I was basically just a ‘baby’ when you found me, so technically, you really are the closest thing I’ve had to a mother in this life.” He snickered and started massaging her foot very professionally.

“You used to be so innocent and pure. All mine. Now…” Sarry sighed and shook her head, with her elbow on the ‘arm’ of her chair, she held her chin and looked down at the boy. The throne started getting lower, until it rested on the ‘ground’ completely.

“Now you’re sad that you have to share your precious baby boy with so many little girls?” Asmodeus got down on his knees and put his face between her thick, muscular thighs, which spread out to make room. Even the seat below started to writhe and twist, allowing him to crawl inside the opening.

“Even though I have this body now, I still can’t be with you all the time. I’m sorry, Deus.” She used her left hand to grab the back of his head and press his face into her slimy pussy! As his tongue wiggled around and licked her most sensitive clit, she moaned and trembled. The entire Sarlacc body also pulsated!

*Oiiieeee~!* The deafening roar shook the whole room as her vaginal tendrils emerged, wrapping around his throat, chin and cheeks as he continued to massage that clit with his tongue.

“You have so much ‘experience’ now. I feel ashamed as your Mother.” Sarry leaned back on her chair and sighed, still pressing his face against her tentacle-twat. This time with both of those giant hands.

“I took your virginity from the moment you entered inside of me. Stole your chastity and corrupted your adorable mind.” She pulled his face away and pushed him back onto the ground, making him slide across the slimy, bumpy floor a few meters. Then she stood up and walked forward as ‘elegantly’ as she could.

“I like to think that I took your virginity too, Mommy.” Asmodeus grinned as the giantess knelt down, her knees practically in his armpits, while her incredibly tight pussy had already engulfed his cock! It was a bit counter-intuitive that such a large hole could be so tight, but it also had to do with all the tentacles inside and how insanely powerful her vaginal muscles could be!

“Perhaps you did. At least, I never loved or cared for the ‘food’ that entered my belly before you… My Son.” She didn’t move her giant ass, just twisted and writhed within, those tendrils inside her vagina and those vibrating walls forced him to experience a kind of ecstasy only a ‘mother’ could provide.

Then those tentacles emerged from her anus and started wrapping around his testicles, reaching across his taint and poking slightly inside his own asshole. Even though they couldn’t reach any farther… Don’t forget that this was inside the rectum of a Sarlacc. A huge tentacle emerged from the ‘floor’ and tried to penetrate inside, but it was too big to fit.

“I nurtured you in my stomach, as if it were a womb. Feeding you what little nutrients my withered body could provide. I almost starved to death, you know… I almost died so that you might grow up strong and healthy in that prison I called a home.”

“I know…” Asmodeus actually teared up a little bit as she caressed his pretty face with those warm, slimy hands, “I would have died if I didn’t meet you, Sarry. The Force really loves us, huh?”

“Yes…” Sarry grinned, her mouth splitting to the sides and revealing those massive fang-like white teeth, “But I love you too, Ass Mo Deus. I love you ‘more’.”

“I love you as much as you love me, Mommy.” He reached up and pulled her giant head down with the Force, since he couldn’t reach her otherwise. Then he pressed his lips against hers, licking those terrifying teeth, then wrestling with the four tongues inside.

“You’ve always known, haven’t you? From the very beginning.” She whispered into his mind in a trembling, desperately lonely voice. One which only the two of them could hear.

He pulled back a bit and rubbed those tomato-colored cheeks, looking into those pitch-black eyes with tiny, ‘distant’ golden stars for pupils. As if he was staring into the abyss…

“Sarry, you remember what I told you, right?” Asmodeus snickered and covered her eyes with his hands, pulling them away when they returned to normal, “Some information is just too dangerous to say out loud. You never know who or what might ‘hear’. It’s not time yet. Don’t worry. No matter what, I’ll always love and protect you.”

“Deus…” Sarry teared up and sniffled a bit, “I’m your Mother. It’s my job to protect ‘you’. To make you happy… To love you. Forever.”

“We’re ‘both’ still young, Mommy. Don’t get so caught up on ‘forever’ that you forget about the present. That’s how most immortals get killed doing stupid shit.” He snickered and kissed her lips again, then whispered in her left ear as she nibbled on his shoulder with those sharp teeth: “Besides… Can’t you feel how happy I am right now? How much I love you? How much I wanna breed you?”

“Yes… Breed me! Love me! Mmmn~!” Those golden eyes were erratic for a moment as her whole body quivered and shook, she hugged him tightly and pushed down harder with her hips, “Love me like they never could!”

“Shhh~!” Asmodeus bit her earlobe and whispered, “I’m gonna cum… Mommy.”

“Mmmmmn~! Aaaaaaagh!” That huge woman roared as her breasts pressed against the boy’s face, he reached down and managed to grab her big red ass cheeks, thrusting up inside with all his strength. That big tentacle also kept trying to fuck him in the ass, giving him a bit of help with the movements.

He could feel her cervix opening up and latching onto the head of his cock, ‘sucking’ and draining his thick load, as those tendrils wiggled around along the tight, fleshy walls of her vagina. There weren’t any tentacles in the actual womb, but the fact that it could create suction was inhuman enough. Then again, that might have been a Force trick, rather than pure biology.

“Hmmmn~! You’re so perfect, Sarry~!”

“I was made in ‘your’ image, ‘Daddy’, hahah~!” The giantess pushed off his chest again and started riding him more seriously, “How does it feel to ‘fuck’ your own daughter?”

“It feels better than I ever imagined, hahaha~!” Asmodeus ran his hands across her rippling abs and down to her smooth pussy, rubbing that ‘little’ clit with both thumbs, “By the way, if your cervix can just open up real wide whenever, what happens if you accidentally drop the baby out when you’re pregnant?”

“I’ll just shove it back inside, don’t worry so much.” Sarry shrugged her muscular shoulders and smirked, “Or I could simply create a birthing sack within my ‘real’ body again. That way this humanoid form can still move and act freely!”

“That’s actually really smart, holy shit! Hahaha~!” As he laughed, the two of them trembled at the same time and his cock pulsated, while her womb sucked and those tentacles writhed. The walls around them shook and that big asshole started gaping open, revealing the pretty scenery outside!

*Ooooooiiiieeeeiieiiei~!*

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Chapter 187: Jocnu
“Captain, we’re dropping out of Hyperspace now. Only one last jump and we can make it to the station.”

An old human man with a gray beard, a bald head and a bunch of scars on his haggard face was staring out into Hyperspace with his glowing blue, prosthetic eyes. His arms and legs were also cybernetics, looking particularly fearsome. The most surprising thing was that he actually had a silver lightsaber hilt on his left hip. Wearing a red captain’s coat that hung down to his mechanical knees and a white undershirt.

He looked towards the squid-headed Quarian man at the ‘helm’ and asked, “Karch… Is it possible to stay in Hyperspace for a little while longer?”

“No, Captain Jocnu, this is… As far as we can go.” The ‘young man’ looked back at the old man in confusion, “Is there something wrong? There shouldn’t be anything here…”

“Red Alert! Prepare for battle!” The Captain shouted a moment before they entered Realspace! Then blinking red lights flashed everywhere and sirens rang out! Across the 100 meter long ship, some of the pilots ran to their starfighters and prepared to take off! The gunners manned their stations… No one hesitated!

“Our sensors aren’t picking up anything, Captain!” Karch shouted anxiously, looking down at the screen, but then he looked up at the window and trembled in horror…

An elderly Weequay woman with leathering gray skin and horns coming out of her chin suddenly screamed, “No! It can’t be!”

That silver hilt flew up into Captain Jocnu’s right hand and a meter long green beam shot out quickly. He took a ragged breath and coughed, looking up at the ominous ‘small’ gray arrowhead in the distance. Those prosthetic eyes zoomed in and the image enlarged. He saw two tiny black figures standing on the top of that Cruiser. They looked ‘up’ at him and then kicked off the ship, their figures instantly disappeared from his sight and optical sensors, he couldn’t even feel them through the Force!

“Captain! The shields are down! The engines are disabled!” Karch shouted anxiously as he watched a bunch of the important systems on the ship just shut off for no apparent reason!

“They’re here.” Jocnu opened his prosthetic eyes as a few other members of the Bridge Crew screamed in horror! Because a black figure suddenly appeared only a hundred meters away and was approaching rapidly! A big, thick, red beam erupted from the shiny silver hilt and a moment later, the blade was already piercing the window of the bridge!

“Aaah~!” That Weequay woman screamed as she struggled to hold onto a metal railing, while the Quarrian man was holding onto his desk. The air only took a few seconds to vent from the huge hole that was gouged out of the ship, but as soon as that huge figure floated down and landed, a blue forcefield blocked the window. Then the air was quickly refilled before anyone died or was seriously injured.

“Only one?” The Captain raised an eyebrow, looking around for the other figure, but couldn’t see or feel anything.

“Can you handle two?” A deep, feminine voice came from the smooth black mask.

The woman’s huge, muscular body was practically naked due to how skin-tight the material of her exosuit appeared. She had a belt around her waist, boots on her feet and a jetpack behind her back, which also housed some oxygen tanks.

“Once upon a time, I was a Jedi Master.” Jocnu sighed dramatically and took up stance with his lightsaber raised high, “I never thought I would actually face a ‘Sith’ before I died.”

“I never thought I would actually ‘become’ a Sith when I was reborn.” The mask peeled away and shrunk back into the neck of the suit, revealing a beautiful crimson face, with big golden eyes and long, flowing black hair that whipped around behind her back.

“You’re here for ‘me’, right? My bounty…” The old man looked over at the Quarrian, Weequay, some humans, his crew that were practically like family: “Let the others go and I’ll let you take me alive.”

“Captain!” Karch shouted anxiously and pulled out the blaster form his hip.

“Karch!” Jocnu shouted anxiously, but it was too late! A black beam shot out from the back of that silver hilt and whipped over, slashing straight across from the shoulder to the waist! When the beam returned to the ‘pommel’, the shocked Quarrian’s upper body slid down to the side and his guts exploded into hot vapor!

“We already have enough slaves. None of you are worthy.” Sarry grinned, revealing her terrifyingly wide smile and then swung her red blade forward! It suddenly extended from 2 to 3 meters and slashed through the captain’s chair! However, that old man was surprisingly agile, easily dodging one attack after another, but the one time he tried to contest against that 8 foot tall woman with strength, his mechanical left arm literally exploded!

“Ugh, karabast!” Jacnu cursed as he avoided the two long black tendrils that whipped over!

“Cap-aaagh~!” Unfortunately, that Weequay woman wasn’t so lucky!

“Fight harder! Aren’t you a Jedi Master?! Show me your strength! Show me your power!” Sarry casually waved her left hand to defend against a Force Blast, and reflected a few blaster bolts back to their ‘owners’ with the lightsaber in her right. That red blade usually stayed at only 2 meters, which should be massive, but it was a foot and a half shorter than her actual height.

“Damn monster!” Jocnu shouted, “Fire! Now!”

Then a big bright beam of green light shot through the big hole in the window and the forcefield that suddenly disappeared, straight towards Sarry’s broad back!

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Chapter 188: Duo

*Shhh~!*

*Boom~!*

A red and black blade appeared from thin air, crossing in front of the big green blaster bolt and reflecting it back out the window! The air inside the bridge was heated rapidly as it started escaping from the giant gaping hole! Then a pressure wave pushed it back inside from the small starship that exploded only a dozen meters away!

“Fuuucking hate this shit~!” Asmodeus complained as he propped up a giant ‘Force Shield’ to protect himself and his mother. A green blade actually poked out from the left side of her waist, but that big red blade already swiped down the middle, evaporating and carbonizing most of Jocnu’s body! Only those three cybernetic limbs fell off to the sides and clanked across the floor…

“Ouch.” Sarry reached down and grabbed the tiny silver hilt, deactivating the lightsaber before more of her waist was carbonized inside her suit.

“You good?” Asmodeus pushed out the rest of the flames and pressure wave, then looked back to see a hole straight through his mother’s waist. However, he wasn’t actually that worried, “It figures. We get these space suits for a whole day and they’re already wrecked.”

“I was careless.” Sarry chuckled and placed the silver hilt into one of the pouches on her belt, “Thankfully I only lost some intestines and blood. They will recover in a few days.”

“That’s pretty overpowered.” He couldn’t help complaining, “Is it too late for me to get some Sarlacc genes too?”

“Your regenerative abilities are also very powerful. And…” Sarry looked down at his pretty face and smiled, “I love you the way you are. I don’t want you to change, Deus.”

“Aww~! I love you too, Mommy~!” Asmodeus smirked and then activated the transparent force field ‘bubble helmet’, like what Sarry was using. It looked like they just casually exposed their faces to the vacuum, which isn’t necessarily impossible for them, but they were actually just showing their heads because it was more photogenic that way.

“Anyway, we should probably get moving. The best case scenario is that we can keep the whole ship relatively intact.”

“Relatively.” Sarry looked around the ruined bridge and chuckled, “I hope there’s a secondary control station.”

“First we gotta deal with the crew.” Asmodeus shrugged and started cutting a hole in the blast door with his two lightsabers. It only took a few seconds to male a big hole, which he kicked in front of him as he charged down the hallway! The turrets on the ceiling and walls fired red beams at him, but he easily reflected them back, then he reached another sealed door, which he quickly cut open!

“Deus…” Sarry followed after him with her big red saber, “Maybe we should have just entered through the hangar bays? Or one of the airlocks?”

“That would be way less dramatic! Hahaha~!” He wasn’t an idiot, but cutting through the bridge and killing the Captain first was a fairly effective strategy. It also terrified the crew and made them either try to escape, or not even put up much resistance as they were cut down or smashed to pieces by the Force. As for Force Lightning, it might damage their suits and was kind of unnecessary in the first place.

“Let’s split up.” Sarry suggested, “I’m afraid they might try to sabotage the hyperdrive or destroy the power core of the ship.”

“Okay, well, be careful out there. I know you’re a badass, but keep in mind that it takes a decent amount of time and effort to create your bodies…”

Only a few months, but those few months are brutal for the Sarlacc. Plus the resource cost, Dark Side Force Energies, et cetera. Most importantly, she hasn’t even had her body for very long, obviously she didn’t want to lose it so soon!

“You should be more careful than me.” Sarry giggled, “At least I can read the signs and actually know which parts of the ship will explode when recklessly ripped apart.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t destroy things so easily!” He waved his hand and then resealed the blast door behind them, so that the air would stop escaping. After all, there might be innocent kids or slaves on board. Not to mention other damages that decompression could potentially cause to the interior of the vessel.

The giantess charged down the hallway, mowing through anything that got in her path. She didn’t actually use the Force that often or effectively, mostly just relied on her superhuman strength, speed and agility, plus the giant multi-functional lightsaber.

Carkoon was created out of Beskar, for heat-resistance and durability, Chromium for signal interference and shielding from sensors, Titanium and Durasteel. The main beam was made with the big red Krayt Dragon Pearl, which Asmodeus was able to shrink a while back. But it was still much larger than an ordinary lightsaber could hold. Fortunately, the Carkoon was huge. The main beam was incredibly powerful, but there were also two secondary crystals, which had smaller emitters on the bottom. They were made from the shrunken medium-sized black Krayt Dragon Pearls. Those bottom beams could be manipulated with the Force like tentacles or just simply whipped around, but they were also kind of dangerous to the wielder and the environment.

Asmodeus stood there in the middle of a metal corridor and looked around at the other three directions, “Okay… So… Where the fuck do I go?”

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Chapter 189: Rules

Many of the starfighters tried to attack, but the Voracity wasn’t unarmed. Those guns on the sides, top and bottom of the ship made quick work of any vessel that got close. While the ones that escaped didn’t make it very far, because they didn’t even have Hyperdrives. The giant ship appeared in front of them and then blasted their asses to pieces.

Although it was wasteful, it was more troublesome to capture the agile ships without a tractor beam. Maybe if Kina wasn’t so lazy, she could disable them with the Force, but… She didn’t want to get involved with these ‘mundane’ battles. For her, this was just like a childish game.

“Die!” A big, beefy Twi’lek man charged forward with a pole that had a short plasma blade on the end. Then he was sliced in half with a red blade, along with his fancy stick.

Asmodeus put away his second lightsaber on his left hip, only using good old Kanya. Even though she didn’t have a fancy Dragon Pearl for a Kyber Crystal, she definitely wasn’t weak. Even back thousands of years ago, that ancient Sith wouldn’t have used a ‘weak’ lightsaber. The hilt was durable enough to last all this time, so it definitely wasn’t an ordinary material either.

“No! Please, please don’t kill me! I’ll be your slave!” The fat red-eyed, blue-skinned Chiss man kneeled on the ground and begged, but when he saw an opening, he fired a small wrist-mounted shotgun at close range!

“Nice try.” Deus gave him a thumbs up with the five small pellets floating in front of his fist, “Don’t be a piece of shit in your next life.”

Then the bullets flew back and ripped the man’s head apart! Some people sincerely begged for mercy or offered to be his slave, but he just chopped them up or snapped their necks with the Force.

“None of you assholes even have a decent bounty, so why would I bother wasting my time.” Asmodeus shook his head, “Besides that, I don’t buy or sell slaves. I only ‘take’ them if they deserve it.”

There were a few invisible balls floating around his head, so he wasn’t just talking to himself pointlessly. A blaster bolt flew past and almost hit one of the cameras, so he had to deflect it back to the original owner, a decent-looking human woman. Well, at least before the upper half of her body burst into mist.

“This is a slaver group. Also pirates from time to time. Their Captain was a Jedi Master a long-ass time ago, but he wouldn’t be the first Jedi to become a piece of shit. Definitely won’t be the last.”

A missile suddenly shot down the hallway, but he grabbed it with the Force and sent it flying back at the Droid who launched it. The explosion did very little damage to the corridor, but the droid was blasted into pieces.

Asmodeus suddenly stopped and looked over to the left, “Fuck. I was actually kinda hoping we could just kill everyone.”

The doors opened and a seven year old human boy screamed, pulling the trigger of the blaster in his hands five times. But there was no explosion. Everything was just sucked up into a black orb in front of that monster’s left palm.

“You’re… The son of that woman back there.” He smiled wryly and looked over at a crying baby girl in a cradle behind the child.

“Please! Don’t kill my sister! Please! You already took my Mom!” The boy stopped shooting and dropped the gun, just kneeling, crying and begging on the ground, “Please, please! I’ll do anything! Anything! Please!”

“Do you have any other relatives who can take care of you?” Asmodeus sighed. Neither of the children were Force Sensitive. He couldn’t send them to the Jedi. He also didn’t want to ‘keep’ them. But dropping them on some random world was likely worse than death.

“I… I have an older sister, but I don’t know if she’s alive anymore.” The boy cried again, “She, she lives on Coruscant, in the Undercity!”

“Yikes.” Well, that was actually worse than Tatooine in a lot of ways, “Well… I mean… I don’t kill kids, intentionally, and you’re not good enough to become my slaves. So, we’ll just have to find a place to drop you brats off.”

“Thank you! Thank you…” Even though the child obviously hated the man for murdering his mother and destroying their home, he was still sincerely grateful. After all, the things he’d seen his mother and the other crew members do… He even knew who Asmodeus was, so he definitely didn’t want to let his baby sister become that bastard’s slave!

“Are there any other children on board? I need to tell my mother to be more careful and not kill them by accident.”

“No! It’s just us…” The boy shook his head and sniffled, “They already sold the last batch of slaves… All we’re hauling is Spice and Glitteryll now.”

“Ugh. Fucking worthless.” Asmodeus grumbled and shook his head, “Whatever. At least the ship is worth something. And I’m sure the junk on board should fetch a decent price.”

“You… You could try the Captain’s Quarters if you’re looking for loot. I can help you, just…” The boy hesitated and looked back at his crying sister.

“You want money. Don’t worry, I wasn’t gonna leave you stranded on a random planet without any peggats. I don’t need you to guide me, I just need your memories.” Asmodeus dispersed that black orb, the blaster bolts inside had long since fizzled out by now. Then he reached out towards the boy’s head and searched his thoughts casually, feeling the hatred, rage and fear, but also a strange sense of excitement and relief, even guilt.

“Interesting… So your sister escaped because your mother pimped her out to the rest of the crew when she was a child? And she was doing the same for you-”

“Don’t look at that! Bastard!” The boy glared at him, “Just go! Go! You know where!”

“Okay, okay, sheesh.” The tall man in the black skintight Exosuit shrugged his shoulders and left, then the boy stood up off the ground and pouted. Quickly searching through the room and finding a stash of physical Credits and Peggats, worth a small fortune! At least, from his perspective, tens of thousands of Credits was a lot of money. For Asmodeus now? They might make that much from people watching this holovid alone. Not to mention the value of a 100 meter ship like this or whatever else was on board.

Random appliances, weapons and tools are worth a lot when you add them all up together. A single lightsaber might be worth 30-50k Credits, maybe more since it belonged to a ‘Master’. For that matter, he had a bounty of 300k Credits. A bit low for a rogue Jedi Master, but he was a hundred year old crippled human.

“Let’s hope our luck is a bit… Hmmm, oh?” Asmodeus grinned as he got closer to the Captain’s Quarters. He could feel the Force urging him forward! There were definitely a lot of treasures inside!

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Chapter 190: Fiz

“*Squeak*!”

The moment Asmodeus opened the door, he heard a squeaky high-pitched voice. However, he couldn’t see any people at first glance. He could ‘feel’ them though. The entrance of the Captain’s Quarters was basically an office, where a lot of random trophies were kept. But nothing valuable enough to make the crew greedy.

“Another lightsaber? Nice.” There was a dull gray hilt in a display case against the wall. Next to it was a holographic picture of a beautiful young human woman. Likely the old bastard’s wife or daughter, who probably died a long time ago.

“He’s coming closer!”

Asmodeus came to the door and it slid open after using the Force to unlock the mechanism inside.

“Aaah~! *Squeak~!*”

The moment the door opened, he saw a quaint bedroom. At first glance, there was nothing special. Not even decorated that well. But there was a small glass square on the wall above the neatly arranged, simply black bed.

“What the fuck is that thing?” Asmodeus blinked a few times, thinking it was some kind of hologram, but as he got closer, he realized it was actually just a tiny humanoid creature. It had glowing yellowish-orange skin with a ‘fiery’ aurora around its body, even the hair looked like a flickering candle flame.

“Don’t eat me!” The little girl screamed and curled up in a ball, trying to find something to hide behind, but there was literally nothing in her cage except a tiny water and food bowl.

“Hmmm, you feel… Very innocent.” He reached out and the glass plate slid over to the left side, “You belong to me now. What’s your name?”

“I’m… I’m Fiz! Wow! You feel so shiny!” The little girl fluttered the blazing wings on her back and buzzed around his head. Then she reached inside the forcefield cautiously. The forcefield was only meant to keep air inside and outside of it, so she had no problem fluttering inside and smacking onto his left cheek, making squeaking sounds really loudly and obnoxiously.

“You feel very ‘shiny’ too.” Asmodeus snickered and ignored the blinding yellowish-orange light in his left eye. The humanoid ‘pixie-like’ creature had three long fingers and toes, with facial features that were difficult to ‘see’ due to how bright her bioluminescence was… She also had big black eyes and when she opened her mouth, it was also black, against the blindingly bright skin and hair at least.

“Thank you~! You feel so happy~! I like you! I like you a lot! You’re a lot better than that stinky old man! You taste funny! You taste good! Lick-lick-lick~! Hehehe~!” Fiz was about 6 inches tall, so it was like having Shmi’s cybernetic cock on his face. At least in terms of size. The little girl was a bit neurotic though. She started licking his hairless eyebrow, then started eating his eyelashes!

“Umm, so what are you exactly? I don’t think I’ve ever seen your Species before.” He asked the weird little brat who was sticking her tiny foot up his nose and buzzing in his ear with her loud wings.

“Oh, I’m Fiz! I’m a Wistie! Wisties are super rare! Super expensive! Heheh~! I’m a really, really expensive nightlight! Hehehehe~!” Fiz giggled for a while and then started crying her pitch-black eyes out, while making horrible squeaking noises on his face!

“Don’t worry, I’ll never use you as a nightlight.” Asmodeus sighed, blowing the foot out of his nostril, then flinching when she flew around chaotically. Smacking into his face a dozen times for no apparent reason. Finally, she sat down on the top of his head and tried pulling out his hair, even biting it with her sharp teeth.

“You killed him! You killed him! Waaah~! I hate you! But I like you! But I hate you! *Squeak~!* He’s dead! She’s dead! They’re all dead! It’s just Fiz! Vivivvivivi~!”

“Sorry for your loss?” He shrugged, “Technically I didn’t kill him though. My uh, wife did. Though she’s also technically my adoptive mother and biological daughter. It’s a confusing relationship really.”

“Hehehehe~! That’s so funny!” Fiz suddenly asked, “Oh, funny boy! What’s your name? I promise I’ll remember it! Fiz has a super good memory!”

“I’m Asmodeus…” He snickered, “What was your last owner’s name?”

“Nunu! He was Nunu! Fiz remembers! Hmmm, I’ll call you Ass! Ass-ass-ass-ass-ass~! Vivivivivivi~! Hehehehe~!” The little Wistie yanked on his hair and screamed, “Fiz has been a nightlight for fifty years! I don’t know how to do other things! I’m so scared! I have to pee!”

“Well…” Feeling the hot liquid drenching his hair, Asmodeus smiled wryly: “Hahaha~! Anyway, since you’ve been here for fifty years, you know where all the nice loot is hidden, right?”

“Yep-yep-yep-yep-yep~! I also know where that stinky old Nunu keeps his Spicy Spice! Do you like Spicy Spice? I like Spicy Spicy Spicy Spice~! Hehehehe~! Nunu said I grew so big cause I ate too much Spice~! Vivivivi~! *Squeak~!*”

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Chapter 191: Wistie

“I was tempted, but I didn’t eat anyone.” After massacring everyone except those two kids and a Wistie, the giantess made her way over to the Captain’s Quarters.

“It’s not like I have any rules about cannibalism though?” Asmodeus shrugged, leaning back in the Captain’s Chair. He already washed his face and hair off in the sonic shower. Now that glowing orangish-yellow brat was actually flying around and braiding his long hair while humming a song loudly.

“It’s my own personal rule… At least not with ‘this’ body.” Sarry looked at the cute fairy-like creature, “It seems you found a new pet?”

“I’m Fiz~! Fizzy Fiz Fiz Fiz~!” The little girl suddenly stopped what she was doing and noticed the scary giantess! Then she squealed and crawled down inside Asmodeus’ skintight space suit, specifically down in the chest area. Fortunately, although they weren’t particularly ‘strong’, Wisties were actually very durable. The Ewoks like to use them as throwing weapons. Though it’s actually a ‘friendly’ relationship.

“You said that you found some human children. Where do you plan to drop them off?” She walked over and wanted to sit on his lap, but the chair was already struggling to hold up the 300kg ‘boy’ already. Obviously her giant ass would destroy it completely.

“It’s a seven year old and a literal baby.” Asmodeus shrugged, “They’ll be fine on Tatooine. Probably.”

“Tatooine? We’re going back to Tatooine so soon?” Sarry frowned and pinched his cheeks with her hands that were covered in thin black material.

“It’s not really that bad if you have money and just lay low. I’ll just find a random Moisture Farmer couple that isn’t a piece of shit and let them raise the kids. What’s the big deal? Also, we’re in the area.”

Ironically, this pirate ship was headed for Tatooine originally. Hence why they got lucky enough to bump into the mother-son-father-daughter duo who just happened to be trying out their new space suits. About to record a cool lightsaber battle on top of the Voracity.

“We can sell the ship on Tatooine. The only issue is the drugs… Should we keep them, sell them or destroy them?”

“I don’t care.” Sarry leaned down and her ‘bubble’ smacked into his, popping both. Then she sniffed and licked his hair, “Your pet urinated on your head.”

“I hate sonic showers.” Asmodeus groaned, then reached out and grabbed her giant breasts very casually, “We should really get going. We can have the Droids repair this ship… Uh, I guess we can leave the brats over here too. I don’t want any of the girls to get too attached. Especially Shmi and Eldra. Oww~! Fuck!”

“Vivivivi~! *Buzz~!* Hehehe~!” He could feel the doll-sized little pixie crawling around on his chest and nibbling or scratching randomly, but then it started focusing on his left nipple. Those little teeth were actually strong enough to hurt him! She actually drew blood and started drinking it!

“Wisties are very dangerous, Deus.” She pulled her giant face away from his head and licked her lips, “They have been known to crawl inside humans and eat them from the inside out. We are much stronger than humans, but their claws and teeth are still painful.”

“I love how you seem to know trivia about literally everything.” Asmodeus snickered and reached down inside the neck of his suit, pulling the thirsty little monster out into the open again. She hissed and buzzed, then started crying and fainted dramatically.

“I think this one is broken.” Sarry giggled and poked the tiny girl, causing it to spasm, then return to the limp state from before. Because of all the blood, her pretty face was actually visible. She basically looked like a human, with long elf-like pointy ears. Just extremely small.

“She was used as a nightlight for fifty years.” He shrugged and put the girl back on his head, where she unconsciously buried herself in his sticky, wet hair.

She smirked, “Now you’re going to use her as a fleshlight for the rest of her life.”

“Hahaha~! Well, you’re not wrong.” Asmodeus sighed, “Sometimes I feel like you’re the only person who really understands me… Mommy.”

“And you’re the only one who understands me, Baby.” Sarry leaned down and started kissing him with her four big tongues… Then she couldn’t resist any longer and sat down on his waist!

*Bang!*

“Fuuuck~! Ow! Shit! Ugh!”

“Deus!”

Well, Asmodeus had to go to the doctor for another rectal injury and Sarry retreated to her own body to regenerate the ‘old fashioned’ way.

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Chapter 192: 8 Force Users on a Boat
*Tshh~!*

*Craa~!*

*Buuzzz~!*

*Huuum-huuum~!*

*Tssshhhhhaaah~!*

Lightsabers were humming, clashing and crashing against each other! The dirt was blackened, dried and even vaporized when the blades drew across it! Any plants or bugs unlucky enough to be in their path were obviously destroyed as well.

“Remember that your lightsabers do have batteries. Using the biggest, longest, thickest and strongest blade isn’t always the best choice.” Kina chuckled as she gracefully dodged the furious swipe of the massive red death-stick!

“I have extra batteries!” Sarry grinned as purple lightning crackled across her muscular arms, “And the Force!”

“It’s still unnecessary.” Kina sighed and easily dodged the black whips that flew past. When they hit the ground, they didn’t do much damage, “It seems you are listening.”

“I was just afraid you’d die and I would lose a useful training tool!” The giantess clashed against the blue blade, but was actually deflected downwards and almost tripped forward.

“Don’t put so much power into every swing. You’re using a lightsaber, not a warhammer.” Kina giggled and dodged around, avoiding some black tentacles again. Then she easily created a shield to block the Force lightning with one hand, while deflecting that red blade with the other.

“What if we really did make a warhammer?” Asmodeus snickered on the side, casually using his red and black blades to deal with his own sparring partners.

“Captain, vibrohammers do exist…” Quinlan dodged around and attacked with her blue blade, but no matter what, that black blade was always in her way.

“I have seen many strange weapons.” Aayla was still very agile, even with her belly bulging a bit and bouncing as she moved around, “I believe Shmi can help you craft a hammer if you want one that badly.”

“I don’t really want one.” Asmodeus shrugged and looked over towards Shmi, who was wearing her silver skull helmet and armor, with a black body-suit underneath. She used a double-bladed yellow lightsaber. Eldra was fighting with her original blue lightsaber, while the orange one was given to the third girl in the melee. Nightsisters are also well known for their melee fighting skills. Ros Lai trained secretly for a long time before she killed her mother, but ultimately she was only about the same level as Shmi.

“Hahah~! I’ll always be above you Frakkers!” Eldra was almost completely crushing the two of them! Even when Ros Lai threw out some glowing green darts she conjured up, they were easily struck by purple lightning and destroyed. Shmi used lightning of her own, but it was blocked and absorbed by that blue blade, before being channeled back towards her skull-helmet!

“Try not to go too hard on the Force Lightning. Don’t wanna end up like…” Asmodeus smiled wryly, “Never mind, that hasn’t happened yet.”

“Don’t get distracted, Captain!” Vos used some blue lightning of her own, but it only tickled that pretty red face slightly, “Really?!”

“You have to remember that there are monsters out there that can resist or even negate certain Force Powers.” Kina spoke from nearby, while hopping back away from the 3 meter long red beam, “Nothing is completely resistant or immune to the Force. However, when you face off against a much stronger opponent, oftentimes your most effective weapon will be the lightsaber in your hand and your own training.”

“Yes, Master Kina…” Quin had also tried to move Asmodeus with the Force or use other tricks, like throwing objects, but it was all useless.

“Ah!” Aayla screamed as her lightsaber was knocked away and her Lekku were Force pulled up into the air, dangling her body there helplessly as she felt like her head was being ripped apart! Quin wasn’t much better, being grabbed by her dreadlocks!

“You gotta remember to always keep your guard up.” Asmodeus snickered and let the two of them down, “I know it’s hard sometimes, but it only takes a moment and a so-called ‘Master’ can break through the Force protecting your bodies and minds.”

“Hahahaha~! Fight harder, you Schuttas!” Eldra was really getting into it, using her one lightsaber to beat down the two other girls. She even kicked Ros Lai in the cunt with her metal left foot, then smacked Shmi’s helmet off with the right!

“Fight~! Kick their asses! Hehehe~!” A high-pitched voice squealed from nearby. The pretty orange-yellow Wistie girl buzzed around in the air and reveled in the violence below! Of course, she also made sure to stay far away and not actually get involved. She basically had zero combat power or fighting instincts. Otherwise Asmodeus wanted to give her a tiny lightsaber and teach her to be the first Wistie Sith and/or Jedi.

“Master, the money just came through.” Tara suddenly spoke through the intercom up above the huge cargo bay, “What are your orders?”

“What else? Let’s get the fuck outta here! Hahaha~!”

“Yay~! Gogogogogo~! Vivivivivi~!” The firefly in the air also agreed, buzzing around chaotically. She didn’t even have any Spice. Most of the drugs were simply destroyed upon the strong request of Aayla and Quin, while a small portion was kept for research purposes by Doctor Wrosa Le.

“The next destination, Captain?” Tara asked patiently, “Have you decided yet?”

“Of course!” Asmodeus smacked his lightsabers together and looked around at everyone who stopped fighting, “Let’s go upgrade our ship!”

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Chapter 193: Fiz

“Phew~!”

*Buzz~!*

“Hmmm…”

“Vivivivi~! *Squeak~!* Hehehe~!”

“How the fuck did you get in here, anyway?” Asmodeus finally opened his eyes in the dark room, which only had one, very loud and annoying nightlight flying around chaotically above his head. Below his ass was a dimly glowing purple pentagram, which was his own version of a ‘Meditation Circle’.

“You didn’t lock Fiz up! It’s your own fault! Hehehe~! Nunu always regretted it whenever he let me loose! Loads of people died! Hehehehevivivivivi~!”

“Did you ‘eat’ them?” Asmodeus smiled wryly at the ‘cute’ little brat that buzzed around in front of his face.

“No~! Nononono~! Fiz doesn’t eat people~! People taste bad! I like you though! You taste so good! Your blood is so hot and juicy~! I want more~! Nomnomnomnom~!” The crazy Wistie actually chomped down on his right eyebrow and gave him a tiny piercing!

“Ow…” He groaned a bit, but then breathed a long sigh and tried to meditate again. At least the pain was easier to ignore than the buzzing and squeaking noises. But she only stayed still for a few moments before flying around and smacking into the ceiling like a lunatic! Or maybe more like a moth to a light source, except she ‘was’ the light source and the room was dark.

“I’m bored!” Then the little space-crack fairy landed on his right knee, with her left leg crossed over the right. Sitting there with her hands on her chin and pouting, which was possibly to see more clearly because of all the blood smeared on her face that dimmed her fluorescence a bit.

“This ship is massive even for me, so for you, it should be insanely large.” Asmodeus sighed and grabbed the little girl, holding her up to his face, “Why do you feel the need to buzz around in this small, dark room?”

“Because you’re here! Obviously! Hehehe~!” She grinned and started dancing randomly on his right palm. She copied the movements she saw Ra and Nulii doing before, even twerking her blindingly bright orangish-yellow ass in his face. Just like her eyes and mouth, those two little holes looked like black dots or shadows. Fortunately with the Force, Asmodeus could see everything much more clearly.

“Didn’t you promise I’d be your ‘fleshlight’?! You still haven’t shown me how to do my job yet! Vivivi~!”

“Unfortunately, you’re a bit too small to be a real fleshlight.” Asmodeus sighed and shook his head, as the little brat squealed in disappointment, “Look.”

“Aaah~! Hehehe~!” The tiny pixie screamed when he wrapped his right hand around her whole torso, crushing her arms and wings against her body. Those little orange legs kicked around frantically, “Wait-wait-wait! I change my mind! It’s too big! I quit!”

“Nope.” Asmodeus snickered and rubbed her two holes against his urethra, “Look, your pussy and asshole are even smaller than my piss-hole.”

“Ass~! Aaah~! Wow~! This feels so good! Hehehe~!” The neurotic Wistie was only scared for a moment before she started having fun again. Those miniature feet with three long claw-like toes grabbed down on the sides of his shaft and she moved her ass around rapidly. That bloody face had her long pink tongue dangling out as her big black eyes rolled into the back of her head, “More~! More~! More~! Aaaaah~! Vivivivivi~! *Squeak~!*”

Sarry wasn’t kidding when she said they were ‘durable’! That tiny dark hole actually stretched open wide enough for the head of his cock to fit inside! Of course, that was the absolute limit that her body could bear and she was crying, screaming and spasming the whole time.

“Wow, maybe I can use you like a fleshlight after all.” Asmodeus was honestly pretty impressed, moving his dick head in and out of that tiny hole, though sometimes he would miss and it would go inside her ass, which was ‘deeper’ but started prolapsing a bit. So he shoved her rectum back inside with his finger and just tried to focus on her ridiculously stretchy pussy.

“Mmmn~! Are you alive?” As he finally came inside her tiny vagina, he realized that she wasn’t moving anymore. Of course, he could still feel her heart beating rapidly and she didn’t stop glowing, so he knew she was actually fine.

“So gooood~! Aaaaaaaaah~!” She let out a horrifying shriek and as he let go, the little girl buzzed around a bit. Then she did a backflip and flew down, sticking her whole body against his shaft. With her mouth sucking the slimy juices still spurting out of his urethra, she rubbed her glowing body against his dick with all her strength.

Even if she was completely stretched out, she was only a bit more than half the length of his shaft. After all, Asmodeus’ cock was about the same length as her body when he was only 5’6”, now he’s about a foot taller and completely ‘Mature’. Without using any weird drugs, Force Powers or whatever, his normal size was still about 10 inches. Pretty big for a normal-sized human, but kind of average for a 2 meter tall Pureblood Sith.

“Your nectar is so sweet~! And salty~! And tasty~! Mmmn~! Give me more~! *Buzz~!* Vivivivi~!”

Those wings practically turned her tiny body into a vibrator as her breasts rubbed against the most sensitive area below his head. Soon enough, she got her wish and a massive creamy white load drenched her whole body! The orange fluorescence dimmed dramatically and Asmodeus was able to see the cute little ‘Elf’ or ‘Fairy’, who had huge fangs biting the tip of his dick and a long pink tongue that reached down inside his urethra.

He closed his eyes and relaxed his body, enjoying the sensation of having his balls completely drained by a cum-crazed pixie, “Phew~! There is no Peace, there is only Serenity or some such bullshit…”

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Chapter 194: A Beautiful World

On the bridge of the Voracity, Asmodeus was wearing a fancy black robe, with a black shirt, pants and boots underneath. Next to him was Shmi Skywalker, who looked like a beautiful young human woman in her twenties now. She wore a long, sleeveless black dress, with an open back and a decent amount of cleavage showing in the front. Even her hair was tied up in two big brown buns and she put on some make up for once, though it wasn’t anything too fancy. She wasn’t actually ‘showing’ yet and still looked extremely fit, her abs could even be seen through the thin material of her dress. Not to mention her right nipple.

“It’s a beautiful world, Master.” She sighed and fidgeted a bit, trying to make sure that nothing ‘fell out’ from between her legs.

“It looks as pretty as Tieos from up here.” Asmodeus snickered and also moved his ass a little, rubbing his lower back, “Hopefully they don’t give us a cavity check.”

“Master, don’t be silly.” Shmi giggled and held his hand, leaning up against his muscular arm that was hidden by the sleeve of that black robe, “We’re honored guests. They would never be so rude.”

“I guess that’s true.” Asmodeus smiled wryly as the ship started falling through the atmosphere and the screen was covered by fiery orange light for a few moments. Then it quickly returned to normal, allowing them to see the white clouds, then finally the huge, sprawling city down below.

There was a huge grassland, along with several other cities in the distance. The one they were approaching though was the capital of this world. It was practically ‘floating’. Resting mostly on high cliffs, surrounded by waterfalls, lakes and rivers everywhere. The architecture seemed a bit ‘archaic’ compared to futuristic hellscapes like Nar Shaddaa and Coruscant. There were some tall buildings, like the huge palace on the edge of a cliff. Which had many large blue domed towers, along with the main structure that was also cylindrical, but much wider. In front of it was a huge white road leading up to the entrance.

Of course, they weren’t about to land right in front of the damn palace! Their ship could probably fit, but there’s no way the anti-air and anti-space defenses would let them do whatever they wanted. Especially after what happened only a year ago.

There actually weren’t any starports in the city that could fit a ship of their size and ‘girth’, but fortunately, there was a huge grassland nearby. One which was still covered in battle scars and craters to this day. People were still scavenging for pieces of B-1 Battle Droids, while all the bigger tanks were already removed.

“It looks like they sent us a taxi?” The red face smirked as he looked up at the yellow and white starfighters that were escorting them down to this particular location. Then at the shiny silver starship that was 76 meters with a long and pointy nose, two stubby little wings at the back, with large engines on the top of them. The reflective surface was blinding in such harsh sunlight. There were a few small slits near the back though, where it was possible to see directly into the cockpit, where two young women wearing colorful orangish-red and yellow hooded robes sat on the sides of their ‘Queen’.

“Come on, Master, they’re waiting for us.” Shmi giggled and guided him forward towards the big viewscreen, which opened up to the sides like a giant door. Then there was a long hallway with some empty rooms to their left and right. Finally at the end was the very tip of the ship’s bow, which opened up to the sides like a huge metal urethra.

The wind whistled from up so high, but neither of them was too worried. They just floated down calmly, not to mention a monster like Asmodeus, even Shmi could carry them both with the Force. Soon they landed on the grass and saw dozens of male guards wearing red outfits, with helmets that completely revealed their serious faces. Their weapons were mostly blaster-pistols that looked strangely similar to old-timey flintlocks or revolvers. However, they didn’t have their weapons out, just stood at attention and allowed the two ‘honored guests’ to walk past them, towards the back of the strangely phallic-shaped Royal Starship.

The ramp was already lowered, so the two of them walked inside. There were several women in orangish-red and yellow robes, standing by the sides as they quickly arrived in the royal cockpit… The big fancy seat turned around and a beautiful, human girl was sitting on a large brown and white Captain’s Chair. Which she treated like a throne.

That long brown hair was curled up in a huge fan-like bun, with a fancy gold and red headdress outlining her white-painted face. There was a big red jewel at the top of her forehead. Two red dots on her cheeks and a small red line down the center of her lips, which were also painted white like the rest of her face. She wore a wide-sleeved, layered crimson robe, with a long and skinny ‘tabard’ hanging down from the center of her chest. Which had lots of fancy golden patterns on it.

“Master Asmodeus, welcome to Naboo.” The Queen spoke in a calm tone, filled with regal authority. At first, her expression was very serious and stern, but then she smiled gently and looked towards the surprisingly young-looking woman in the black dress, “Shmi Skywalker, I’m glad to see that you’re doing well.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty, I’m glad that everything worked out for you and your people.” Shmi bowed politely and the two Royal Handmaidens glared at her ‘Master’ when he didn’t do the same.

“Um?” Asmodeus also bowed slightly and smiled wryly, “Sorry, I’m just a desert boy from Tatooine, all my manners were learned from a Sarlacc in the Western Dune Sea.”

“A desert boy with the manners of a Sarlacc comes to Naboo and is greeted directly by their Queen.” Padme Amidala chuckled softly and her dark brown eyes scanned that handsome face, “Do you feel honored?”

“Totally.” He gave her a thumbs up and she was a little stunned. The two handmaidens on her sides were glaring at him even harder than before, “Honestly, I didn’t really expect so much fanfare. We just came here to get our ship upgraded.”

“What you desire is not a mere ‘upgrade’.” The Queen narrowed her eyes, “You expect our shipyards to transform your civilian transport cruiser into a terrifying weapon of war. Although my people and I owe Miss Skywalker’s son a great debt of gratitude, it will take more than just Credits to get what you desire.”

Asmodeus smirked, “So you’re saying there’s a chance?”

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Chapter 195: A Deal With Naboo
“So what is that you want exactly? Some political rival that needs to disappear?” Asmodeus grinned as the woman twitched a bit, “Or maybe more than just an assassination? Maybe you wanna publicly humiliate someone? Or just create a sex scandal-”

“Enough!” Padme smacked her palm on the armrest and glared at him, “How dare you insinuate that I would use such disgusting and unscrupulous means to deal with my opponents!”

“Whatever.” He shrugged and seemed a little disappointed, “If you don’t want scandals or assassinations, what exactly ‘do’ you want?”

“We want a promise.” The Queen stared into his glowing golden eyes, a little mesmerized for a moment, before she calmed herself down and became serious again: “You will never use this weapon against us, or the Republic.”

“No.” The boy’s reply stunned Padme.

“Master?” Even Shmi was looking over at him in surprise. After all, they could just agree now and do something else later.

“What?” Asmodeus shrugged, “I don’t wanna lie. We’re basically Mercenaries and Outlaws. Sooner or later it’s bound to happen. At the very least though, I can promise not to attack Naboo specifically. But I reserve the right to self-defense.”

“Thank you for your honesty…” The Queen sighed and shook her head, “Unfortunately, we will not be responsible for creating a weapon of war that you will undoubtedly use against the Republic 'sooner or later’.”

“Even if I’m using it against the Republic to defend Naboo?” Asmodeus smirked as the girl’s expression became solemn, “If you had a ‘secret weapon’ like me last year, would you have needed to risk your own life, begging and pleading with the fucking assholes in the Senate to help you out? Hahaha~! Sure, everything worked out in the end last time, but what if it’s not just one ship and one small army of easily destructible droids? What if they send more than just a single Sith Assassin that your two Jedi can just barely defeat?”

“You had to rely on my nine year old son to finally deal with that single Lucrehulk Droid Control Ship.” Shmi pouted, “I hoped that Ani would be safe in the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, not fighting in a war for Naboo.”

“I ‘am’ sorry that your son was put in danger, but I never forced Anakin to get involved in that conflict. He’s a very brave and adventurous boy…” Padme sighed and shook her head, then looked back up towards that annoyingly handsome face, “The modifications you desire are far more expensive than you can afford. We need more than just a verbal agreement to assist us at your leisure. What we need is something much more concrete.”

Asmodeus raised an eyebrow, “An oath to the Force? Some kind of magical ancient contract?”

“Nothing so mystical.” The Queen chuckled and leaned back in her seat. Well, with her hairdo, she really couldn’t shake her head earlier unless she moved forward a bit.

“Although we have a peace treaty with the Trade Federation, our military is still in a very weak state at the moment. You said you’re Mercenaries, correct? We want to hire you to protect us while we bolster our forces.”

“How long?” Asmodeus frowned, “Let’s not talk about whether we wanna stick around for a long time, but you guys probably don’t wanna have us loitering around on Naboo for too long. Who knows what the Force might decide to blow our way?”

“Shmi told me that she was pregnant with your child…” Padme looked down towards that athletic belly hidden behind the thin black cloth, then up at that amazingly youthful face that she almost didn’t recognize anymore.

“Nine months?” He asked, “Or a whole year?”

“Are you sure you want to drag around a newborn baby on your dangerous Mercenary missions?” The Queen smiled ‘gently’ at the frowning man, “Wouldn’t it be better to raise your child on Naboo? Perhaps in ‘my’ Palace…”

“You wanna use my kid as a fucking hostage?” As he spoke, the ship… No, the whole grassland around them trembled violently!

“Of course not.” Padme struggled to keep calm as she felt a bunch of invisible ‘tendrils’ sliding across her flesh, even under her fancy layered robe. Not to mention her, those two Handmaidens on the sides were slumped in their seats and completely unconscious! For a moment, she thought they were dead.

“It’s not impossible.” Asmodeus took a few steps forward and smirked as the rumbling stopped, looking down at the regal Queen Amidala who seemed surprised.

“Please understand, Master Asmodeus, I wasn’t trying to threaten or coerce you in any way.” She quickly explained, “I am merely making a suggestion. Shmi and I can be considered friends. She can act as my bodyguard, while raising her daughter in the Royal Palace.”

Shmi walked up and hugged him from behind, “Master, I don’t want to leave you, but I will go wherever you need me.”

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Chapter 196: An Arrangement
“I promised I’d never leave you, Shmi. I’d never abandon you no matter what, remember?” Asmodeus reached down and touched his black-nailed thumb against the red line on that trembling lower lip, “If Naboo wants my child, there’s a much ‘cheaper’ and easier method, right?”

“Master, I love you~!” Shmi giggled and rubbed her make up on the back of his black robe, making a mess.

“You… You can’t be serious…” Padme looked up at that pretty crimson face and into those mesmerizing golden eyes, breathing heavily as those invisible tendrils constricted around her limbs.

“It doesn’t have to be ‘you’.” Asmodeus turned his gaze to the unconscious handmaidens who bore a striking resemblance to their Queen, “My children are basically guaranteed to be Force Sensitive. Capable of growing into powerful Force Users. As long as ‘you’ promise to raise them as ‘your’ own children, not just ‘tools’ or weapons, then I’ll agree to this little deal of ‘yours’.”

“I need to… I need time to consider your proposal.” She finally breathed a sigh of relief when those creepy, seductive tentacles disappeared. Then subconsciously licked her lower lip as she watched him lick her own red lipstick off his similarly colored thumb.

“The other deal still stands though?” He smirked and backed up a few steps, almost knocking Shmi over in the process… Well, her Jedi-Sith training prevented her from tumbling down the stairs behind them.

“Chromium plating, a Class-1 Hyperdrive, hundreds of weapons…” The Queen breathed a long sigh and nodded her head seriously, “You will still need to pay a certain price… However, we will deal with the rest. The employment contract is for a time period of one standard year. In that time, you will help protect Naboo, her people and her property. Primarily from pirates and Force Wielding assassins.”

“Sure.” Asmodeus shrugged, “One thing though. Whatever pirate ships or other loot we capture belongs to us. You can buy it from us, but it’s definitely not included in the bodyguard bullshit.”

After all, a bounty on an assassin or pirate captain is usually hundreds of thousands to over a million Credits. Not to mention the ships, their crew and cargo. The amount of money involved is a lot more than the deal was actually worth. A lot of newbie Bounty Hunters and Mercenaries make the mistake of allowing their employers to actually make money off of them in that way.

“Agreed.” Padme smiled wryly and looked over at Shmi, who came out from behind her Master with smeared makeup on her pretty face, “I originally wanted to buy your freedom after everything was settled, but I haven’t been able to find time since the occupation… I’m sorry, Shmi.”

“Even if you bought my freedom, I would have just ended up as a slave or a schutta on Tatooine.” Shmi smirked and looked up at her Master’s beautiful face, “I’m happy now. Happier than I’ve ever been before. Happier than I ever thought possible… Especially for someone like me.”

“Although I still believe slavery is reprehensible, you were lucky to meet a man who cares about you so deeply.” Queen Amidala wanted to say more, but then stopped when the two of them started making out in front of her…

“Master~!”

“Mom~!”

The teenage girl watched in stunned silence as the ‘boy’ pressed his mother’s back against the wall and started sucking on her exposed right nipple. She reached down and spread his robe to the side, using the Force to open his fly and ‘pull’ his big red cock into her left hand. Then she lifted up her dress, revealing that brown bush that was surprisingly trimmed very neatly for once.

“Do you two have no shame?”

“Of course!” ‘Schutta Shmi’ replied, “If we didn’t have shame, then how could we enjoy the feeling of humiliation and embarrassment?!”

“Exactly what I wanted to say! Hahaha~! I love you so much, Mom~!” Asmodeus thrust his cock into her dark-pink lips and slammed her ass up against the wall with every thrust!

Those two Handmaidens eventually woke up, but when they saw and heard what was happening, they pretended to be asleep again. Just like the girls down below the stairs would peek up into the cockpit occasionally, but never actually went up to check out the situation. As long as their Queen didn’t call for them, it wasn’t their place to get involved.

“Master~! I can’t wait to have this baby so you can breed me again!”

“Mom~! Your pussy feels so good~!”

If Padme’s face wasn’t covered in thick make up, she would have been blushing even harder than her two most trusted Handmaidens who were playing dead. Soon the ‘mother and son’ were completely naked. She watched as his perfect red ass flexed and relaxed, jiggling a bit as he pounded harder into that ‘old woman’. Coincidentally, Shmi also had brown eyes and hair. Their figures were even very similar to each other… Almost the same exact height.

She licked her lips again, tasting the white and red chalky makeup. Then she looked over at the two women who were ‘sleeping’ and asked, “Is this… Some ‘Sith’ mind trick? You’re using the ‘Dark Side’ to seduce me?”

Asmodeus let the panting, naked woman slump down to the ground, as cream spilled from her quivering lips. Then looked over at the nervous ‘little girl’ and smirked, “That was fast… You already made up your mind?”

“For the future of Naboo…” Queen Amidala’s gaze went from his slimy, throbbing cock, up across those rippling abs, those bulging pecs and finally that beautiful face, “I believe we can come to an arrangement.”

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Chapter 197: Queen Amidala

“Oh?” Asmodeus walked over towards her, glancing at Sabe and Rabe who were pretending to be asleep, “Tell me… Who do you want me to breed?”

“I am Queen Amidala, not them. This is the burden ‘I’ must bear… Alone.” She reached out with her small, delicate hands and grasped that slimy shaft. She had a boyfriend once before, but the relationship was broken off before it really went anywhere. This was the first time she had ever really seen or felt a cock before, at least one that wasn’t on a holovid.

“Although it did happen once before, I make no promises that I can get you pregnant in one shot.” He looked down at that pretty white face and smirked as she nervously extended her tongue. Tasting the forbidden cream, carefully savoring it and then accepting the tip of that Sith lightsaber into her painted lips.

She had no idea what she was doing, but at least she had the confidence of a Queen. Eventually, she noticed that the hem of her dress started rising up to her knees. Those big, heavy orange oval-shaped gems around the bottom of her gown were pushed up against her belly. Then her legs were lifted up and he grabbed her ankles.

“Wait!” Only at that moment did she start to have second-thoughts and hesitate, but it was already too late. Those white panties were ripped off by the Force and his lubricated cock was already half-way inside her tight, pink, virgin pussy! She was completely waxed, so unfortunately for Asmodeus, there wasn’t any pubic hair to look at or play with. However, he did enjoy the pained expression on her pretty, painted face.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make the bleeding stop.” Asmodeus snickered as his dick glowed purple, healing her open wounds. But the moment the pain vanished, Padme was completely overcome by pleasure!

“Mmfff~!” She bit her lower lip so hard that she started bleeding again. With her legs spread wide open to the sides, she felt and heard his balls clapping loudly against her other hole. Opening those brown eyes, the Queen reached out and grabbed his long black hair. Pulling his face down low enough for her to bite down on ‘his’ lips instead!

“Mmmn~! Mmmmff~! Nnnn~!” She moaned as ‘quietly’ as she could after being pounded so roughly for a few minutes! Finally she had the strongest orgasm in her life thus far! Although she wasn’t a squirter, her stomach was trembling and spasming under that thick red dress… When he eventually pulled out, she queefed a bit, spraying the bubbling hot seed out of her pretty pink hole.

“Is that… Is that the end?” Padme breathed heavily as her legs were finally able to rest on the seat again.

“That’s round one at least.” Asmodeus snickered and turned to those trembling Handmaidens, “Your Queen needs your help. Get rid of this damn dress. I assume it’s worth a lot of money and I don’t wanna pay for it.”

“Your Highness?” Sabe opened her eyes and looked over at the girl with a very similar face to her own, “What are your orders?”

“Do as he says.” Padme’s lips were pink and parts of the white on her face were already smeared, but she still had that same confident and ‘regal’ expression on her face.

“Yes, My Queen!” Rabe also got up and quickly started removing the layers of the dress, leaving the skinny girl standing there naked in front of her chair. With cream dripping down her thighs and off her ass cheeks. Even the headdress was removed and her hair was allowed to flow freely.

“Sit.” The Queen ordered her expensive stallion and the boy sat down on her comfortable, yet sticky, chair. She looked at his pretty face for a moment and then turned around, afraid that she might actually catch some ‘feelings’ if she stared into those gorgeous eyes any longer!

“Mom, come here and service Her Majesty properly.” Asmodeus reached out to the patiently waiting slave who was sitting over in the corner this whole time.

“Yes, Master!” Shmi grinned and crawled over very proficiently. As Padme sat down on that big red cock, moving her ass up slowly, she spread her legs wide. Allowing that brown-haired, brown-eyed woman to press her pretty face up against her bald pussy. That pink tongue was very professional, licking the Queen’s clit at just the right timing to force her closer to an orgasm, without overdoing it.

“You’ve trained your… Servant very well.” Padme looked down at her ‘friend’ and couldn’t help feeling… A bit of depraved enjoyment. The sensual pleasure was overwhelming what little ‘conscience’ she had left at that point.

For a moment, she even remembered back to that cute little boy who told her she looked like an ‘Angel’. The most beautiful being in the universe. Of course, it was just an innocent child’s one-sided crush. But… Now she was shoving his mother’s face into her royal cunt!

“She’s my first Apprentice after all.” Asmodeus snickered and looked down at that perky ass, bouncing up and down on his groin. That pretty pink butthole was winking at him as his hands moved up her hips, across that sexy back and reached out in front to grasp those tiny tits. Perhaps when she was younger, Shmi also had breasts this size, but she already had one child and now she was going to have another. Anti-aging Sarlacc juice would only make breasts bigger, not smaller.

Right as Padme reached the edge of ecstasy for the third time, *Ding~!*

Sabe quickly checked the holoprojector with a nervous expression, “Your… Your Majesty, a call from Senator Palpatine.”

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Chapter 198: Palpatine
Padme felt her heart racing like it was going to burst out of her chest!

And then she calmed down, returning to her serious, regal expression from when they first met. She turned her head slightly towards Asmodeus and commanded, “Be good. I need to take this call.”

“Set it to voice only.” Padme spoke to Sabe, who was holding the projector/communicator up to the left side of her painted face.

*Tic~!*

“Your Majesty?” A middle-aged man in a green and black ‘noble’ Nabooian outfit was looking forward in confusion. The hologram wavered a bit as he seemed to be fiddling with it on his side, “Your Majesty Amidala, are you there?”

“Senator, you called at an inopportune time.” The Queen looked into those shrewd green eyes and asked, “What do you have to report?”

“I heard a concerning rumor about some… Dangerous elements of ill repute, visiting Naboo.” Sheev seemed to be sincerely concerned as he explained, “Perhaps Your Majesty is unaware of their deeds and ‘fame’. I fear that once you are seen making contact with them, it will sully your reputation.”

“I see.” Padme had a stony face as she gripped that pretty little head harder, squeezing her neck a bit with those surprisingly strong thighs, “Unfortunately, your news arrives late. I have already concluded a deal with those ‘dangerous elements of ill repute’.”

“A deal, Your Majesty?” The man frowned and furrowed his brows, “Although I know it’s not my place to question your decisions, I would still like to know more… Our enemies will likely use this against us soon. I need to be prepared to deal with whatever ‘false accusations’ they throw our way.”

“The deal is rather simple.” The Queen grinded her ass forward and backward with a serious expression, “We will enhance the capabilities of their vessel. They will provide us with protection for a period of one standard year. A simple Mercenary Contract.”

“There is nothing simple when it comes to the Sith.” Palpatine sighed and shook his head, “You must not let your guard down around those fiends, Your Majesty. I will ask the Jedi Council to send someone to make sure that they don’t use their ‘Force’ magics to manipulate you or harm our people.”

“That is very prudent of you, Senator. I agree with your decision.” Padme stared at his graying widow’s peak for a moment, before returning her gaze down to those green eyes again, “Notify me once our political opponents in the Senate start their offensive. No doubt they will use this incident to discredit us.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” The connection cut off and the hologram disappeared.

“Mmmmn~! Mmmf~!” Then she finally couldn’t suppress her urges any longer and was able to ‘release’! Her shivering body leaned back against those hard abs, with her head on his left pec. Shmi stopped licking her twat, but started sucking and slurping on her Master’s cock instead.

Asmodeus wrapped his muscular arms around her chest, “Are you satisfied with our ‘arrangement’, Your Majesty?”

“For now.” Once she calmed down from that horny power rush and regained some clarity, she immediately started having regrets. Not to mention feeling embarrassed in front of her closest friends, she could still hear the slurping noises and feel the vibrations as that slutty woman kept sucking the man off. Padme quivered a bit as her sensitive lips and clit touched against the back of her hand.

“We shall see if you live up to your reputation… I have heard that you recently turned in the Bounty for Captain Jocnu. Before that, you captured an ancient Anzati fallen Jedi Master. I doubt that you will need to face any enemies so dangerous on Naboo, but I hope that you can continue to serve my people well for the next year.”

“Definitely. Heh~! Wait, have you seriously never heard of us before?” Asmodeus looked over at the blushing Handmaidens who were standing patiently nearby, then at the naked girl in his arms. She tilted her head and looked up at his pretty face again, feeling that intense ‘desire’ return once more.

“Are there any other feats worth noting?” Queen Amidala raised her right brow and reached up, caressing his smooth, hairless cheek.

“Well, I started my ‘career’ by helping two cute Jedi girls get back to Coruscant.” He smirked, “I saved a Hutt girl once. Then ended up rescuing a Jedi Padawan who lost her legs and was about to die on some random moon. Hmmm… Shmi, did we do anything else?”

“Master, you saved me, remember?” Shmi started sucking and jerking him off harder, until he finally came all over her own face and Padme’s smooth mound.

“Yeah… I guess I saved a lot of cute, innocent girls, huh?” He snickered as the Queen on his belly turned around and rode on his lap.

“I hope you do not view this as one of your ‘conquests’, Asmodeus.” Padme grabbed his dick tightly in her hand and sat down on it once more. With the previous several creampies as lube, she was already at the base with very little effort.

“I also hope that you never speak of this to anyone. You are a Mercenary, not a Courtesan, correct? As long as you do not foolishly brag about this encounter on the Holonet, no one should suspect anything so scandalous occurred. Now be silent and let me ride you like the stallion you are!”

“Neigh?” Asmodeus smirked as she grabbed his cheeks and started kissing him again.

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Chapter 199: A Mistake

The next morning, Padme yawned and stretched, with a satisfied smile on her lips. Unfortunately, she had to worry about her personal image, or she wouldn’t mind inviting that man… And that woman over to spend the night in her luxurious palace bedroom.

Even though she was the Queen, in her spare time, she was able to just be her normal self. She didn’t have to speak or act in a certain way. For that matter, Sabe often acted as ‘Queen Amidala’, so a lot of public appearances didn’t even require her attendance. Only when important matters occurred, would she need to be there in person, though she might not even be the ‘Queen’. Only an inconspicuous handmaiden on the side.

Padme got up and took a shower, brushed her teeth and walked over to a large window overlooking the beautiful city below. She was wearing a fancy white almost transparent gown, while a handmaiden was wearing a simple gray dress nearby. There was always at least one handmaiden guard in her room to protect from assassins. With a few male palace guards outside the door.

“Sabe, do you think I made a mistake yesterday?”

“Your Majesty, I will never question your decisions.” The beautiful girl smiled, but the sadness in her eyes was difficult to conceal.

“What’s wrong?” Padme looked closer at her best friend and most loyal servant, “If you’re upset about something, just tell me. I trust you, more than anyone else in the Galaxy.”

“I trust you as well… Amidala.” Sabe sighed, looking at the face that was so similar to her own, “I’m just afraid you were manipulated by that boy yesterday.”

“Maybe I was?” Padme smiled wryly and looked back out the window, seeing that big gray sip off on the distant grassland, beyond the edge of the city: “I’ve never felt such… Dark impulses before.”

“Force Wielders are always dangerous.” Sabe frowned and wanted to reach out, to take that delicate hand, but she just stood there like always. Offering a few words of comfort or advice, “I don’t think you should get close to them again. I know the temptation… Might be difficult to resist. If you really want to have that man’s child, there are more effective methods.”

“I know. And… I don’t.” Padme shook her head, “In that moment, all I wanted was to satisfy my own lust. I don’t think it was a mistake. If I really do have his child, I don’t want him to be involved. He’s only a Mercenary. Once his job is done, he’ll fly off on another adventure. We could never be more than just… Hah~! Just one of my ‘Conquests’.”

“Yes… You really did ‘conquer’ him.” Sabe couldn’t help blushing as she recalled the majestic sight of her Queen dominating that huge, muscular man. She made him lick the cum out of her pussy, eat her ass, lick her toes, hell, she even had Sabe do a cavity search and found a silver lightsaber! Then she was ordered to do the same for Shmi, which was a lot more enjoyable…

“It’s a shame he didn’t let us keep our trophies.” Padme giggled, “With their help, the rest of my term should be relatively smooth.”

“I believe you will be reelected.”

“I’ll certainly work hard to make that happen.” Queen Amidala had a serious expression again for a moment, before she smiled and walked over to a large dining room. Most of the space was empty and she never really entertained guests, since the Queen of Naboo was supposed to be more ‘aloof’.

Anyway, some other Handmaidens came in and served food for their Queen. While Sabe simply guarded by her side and watched her eat, remembering what happened yesterday again…

“Sabe, please turn on the Naboo News.”

The Handmaiden quickly snapped out of her reminiscence and reached out to activate the Holoprojected at the center of the table. Adjusting it to the ‘local’ news station.

“Queen Amidala was recently seen meeting with the infamous Adult Holonet Star, Asmodeus in her Royal Starfighter outside of Theed. There were several eyewitnesses who claim that the famous author, director and former slave, Shmi Skywalker was also present at this alleged meeting. What they could have been ‘discussing’ in that ship for over an hour, we can only use our imaginations.”

*Ting~!* Padme dropped her fork on her plate and grit her teeth, watching some of the ‘covers’ of different Holonovels and Holovids that were displayed with heavy censoring. Even though the covers were never really completely nude, it was still a bit too spicy for the Naboo News.

“Sabe… I think I made a mistake.”

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Chapter 200: News

“Master, look! We’re on the news!” Shmi shouted excitedly and charged into Kina’s bedroom, where the Jedi Master was receiving her daily dose of Asmodeus. The bluish-gray Kaminoan girl was laying face-down on her bed and receiving a back, leg and shoulder massage by big glowing red hands. Meanwhile his actual hands were grabbing her ass and thrusting deep into her flaring pussy.

“I know, right? Hahaha~! I saw that earlier!” He grinned and kissed his excited Apprentice, “Our ‘Queen’ is probably gonna be pissed though, hahaha~!”

“Good! How dare she treat you like a damn schutta!” Shmi held the Holoprojector up between the two of them and the next story showed up.

“Breaking News! A massive Sando Aqua Monster is besieging the Royal Boathouse in Theed!”

In the video, a 200 meter long, brown-skinned ‘sea monster’ was attacking a random building on the water. A lot of ships were damaged or destroyed. The beast looked somewhat feline, with two webbed front feet which had claws, a big gaping maw with feathery gills on the sides of its head. The hind legs were thicker and stronger, with flipper-like feet. There was also a long and thick lizard tail with a fin on the end.

“Looks like we already have our first job!” Asmodues tried to pull out, but was gripped too tightly. Well, more like Kina used the Force to prevent him from leaving before she was ‘done’.

“What’s this?! Queen Amidala herself appeared!” Padme could be seen in a less formal outfit, but still with that same white face, with red dots on her cheeks and a line on her lower lip. She emerged from the boathouse with a baby Sando Aqua Monster in her arms and set it free! The crazy giant creature calmed down immediately and returned to the depths where it belonged…

“Amazing! Truly incredible! Our brave Queen has once again saved the day!”

“Never mind then.” Asmodeus snickered and kept serving his Master diligently. It was only later in the day, when he was eating lunch in the cafeteria that the rest of the story came to light.

“So you’re telling me that two random poachers were able to capture one of these baby monsters and then just coincidentally hid the bastard in the fucking Royal Boathouse? Then the bitch just happened to be like ‘right there’ and solved the problem immediately?”

“Yep. She just happened to frakken pass by…” Eldra took a bite of purple sausage and swallowed it, “I got all excited for nothing. Though we could finally do something. Anything!”

The Voracity had to move down to the Theed Spaceport, which was located under the cliffs on one side of the city. There were quite a few other ships around, mostly fancy-looking Nabooian vessels. But there were also visitors from various places.

It’s only been about a day, but work had already started on the shiny silver Chromium plating. Other things needed more time to prepare. The shield systems were going to be massively improved. The main Hyperdrive was switching to a Class-1 while the backup was a Class-4. But it wasn’t the ‘same’ Class-4 as they had, because that one was too big for a backup. A backup Class-4 was actually very expensive and extravagant, same with a Class-1 that could move such a large ship. Fortunately, while they were big, they weren’t actually that heavy.

Hundreds of new weapons needed to be installed, including several large turbolasers and ion cannons. Not ‘heavy turbolasers’ because those are just absurdly large, each one being about 50 meters in length. Not to mention the size and weight, just the power requirements alone were ridiculous. They did upgrade to a special Nabooian power generator though, which used their own homemade plasma as fuel. Although it seemed great, it was actually a ‘shackle’ of sorts. After all, where does the fuel come from?

They were finally getting tractor beams. A few in the front and the back. Powerful enough to capture 50-100 meter ships. Of course, they were also getting some hangar bay atmospheric shield generators installed. That way they could actually use their damn hangar bay as a hangar bay!

Asmodeus actually wanted to add a big-ass railgun to the front of the ship, but unfortunately, they weren’t really a thing. Railguns did exist, but they were very rare and usually just handheld weapons. At the very least, they had some damn missiles and torpedoes now.

“Well, there is something we could do-”

“Frak off!” Eldra punched him in the face with a blue fist covered in purple lightning! However, his head barely moved and even his chair stayed in place.

“Ow.” Asmodeus opened his mouth a few times and asked, “Are you on your period again?”

“Yes!” Then she punched him again, but this time her wrist was caught by his right hand.

“You said you wanted ovaries. Now you got ovaries.” He smiled wryly and let go of her hand, using some chopsticks to pick up wiggling black worm-like noodles, covered in slimy green sauce.

“I know. I’m sorry.” Eldra sighed, eating the rest of her purple sausage as her Master ate his creepy noodles. Eventually she asked, “Am I an idiot?”

“No.” Asmodeus smiled and slurped up a few worms, chewing them loudly, “You’re my special little girl.”

“Frak you!” She didn’t punch him this time, but slapped him in the forehead with her left Lek… Then cringed in pain, before shivering from the pleasure that came afterwards.

“Instead of just growing new legs, you’d rather use Sith Alchemy and expensive materials to make really powerful fake ones.” He took a sip of glowing green soda and looked down at the silver legs that were covered in glowing red symbols, “Honestly, they look fucking badass.”

“I know, right? Hahaha~! Frak! I sound like ‘you’ now!” Eldra grimaced and took a sip of blue tea, “They can deflect blaster bolts and block lightsabers, even ‘feel’ like my old legs and can let me use the Force through them safely… But I still have dreams sometimes. You know the dreams.”

“Of course I know the dreams.” Asmodeus smirked and kissed her on the lips. She actually sucked one of the ‘noodles’ out of his mouth and ate it casually.

“Don’t worry, my Apprentice. It’s not time yet, but sooner or later…”

“Yeah…” Eldra’s purple irises swirled around like clouds with little red stars hidden inside, “Sooner or later. Heheheh~!”

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Chapter 201: Observers
A week later, a T-6 Shuttle landed slowly on the relatively small, circular landing pad on the side of the Palace. Then two tall and somewhat lanky figures walked down the ramp.

“Master Kin-Ya Dosun, thank you for coming to Naboo on such short notice.”

Queen Amidala greeted the two Jedi with a serious expression on her white face.

“We were on another mission at the time, or we would have been the ones saving Naboo instead of Qui-gon and Little Kenobi.”

The Jedi Master was actually an Otolla Gungan. She had long fin-like ears that dangled behind her back. A somewhat short bill, with similarly short stalks for her bright blue eyes. There were a few fluffy pink feathers sticking up from her forehead. Instead of a normal Jedi robe, she was basically just wearing a pink sports bra and black skin-tight pants, with a golden belt around her waist and a green cape dangling behind her back. She also had some fingerless pink gloves that reached her elbows. Of course, as a Gungan, she only had three fingers and a thumb on each hand.

There were squiggly blue patterns all across her arms, face, back, sides and part of her chest that was covered by that blue cape. However, her cleavage was a pale grayish-white, just like her mouth, throat ‘flat’ belly and the inner side of her arms. There was also a conspicuous blue marking that looked somewhat similar to a ‘?’ without the dot at the bottom, where her bellybutton would be on a mammal.

“So where are they now? Those holoporn stars, yeahahah~!”

“The… ‘Mercenaries’ we hired have been mainly staying near their ship, the Voracity. However, they have not been idle. We should speak inside.” As Padme said that, she turned around and started walking with several Handmaidens around her, with colorful outfits that contrasted her black dress and fluffy, feathered headdress.

“Okie-dokie~!” Kin-Ya Dosun walked casually behind them, while her Padawan seemed a little nervous.

Kosa-Yin Hadu was also an Otolla Gungan. Unlike his Master though, he wore a regular brown Jedi cloak, with typical white robes underneath. His skin was mostly reddish brown, with gray eyes and two long tendrils below the nostrils of his long fish-like bill mouth.

“Master…” He whispered quietly, “Do you feel that?”

“Ugh.” She groaned and looked at her stupid Padawan, “I could feel it from orbit!”

“Then… Is it really okay? Just the two of us?” Kosa-Yin shivered when he saw the scary expression in his Master’s eyes, “Sorry…”

“We’re just ‘observers’. We weren’t sent here to hunt them down.” Kin-Ya sneered at the silly boy, “Don’t let your fear control you, Kosa.”

“Ye-yes Master!”

Soon they were brought to a large meeting room, where the Queen sat on one end of a long table and the Jedi sat on the other. Then a holoprojector in the center of the dark-blue table displayed a video into the air.

“Aaah~!” Kosa screamed!

“Shh~!” Kin smacked him on the head and smiled wryly, “Sorry, my Apprentice is a little dumb. No, very dumb.”

Padme, Sabe and the other Handmaidens stared at them for a while, before turning their attention back to the hologram. In the video a hundred meter long, tan-skinned monster was devouring a fish that was half its size with a horrifying mouth that looked like a suction-cup filled with teeth… And tentacles. So many tentacles!

“This is a Sarlacc. At first we wondered why a ship would need such a large hangar bay, but now we know. This Sarlacc is already mature. Usually such creatures will be content to hide underground and wait for prey to arrive… As you can see, that is not the case for this particular Sarlacc.”

Later on in the video, a red-skinned man crawled out of the mouth of the giant blue fish. He wasn’t alone though. He carried a group of red, brown and pink skinned Gungan kids, along with three humans…

“After the battle, the Gungans and the Naboo have been experiencing each others’ cultures. Many of my people have moved to or at least visited Otoh Gunga, while the Gungans have done the same to Theed. However, the waters of Naboo are often quite perilous.”

“That Porn-Boy looks like he’s saving them kids.” Kin-Ya pointed to the hologram and asked, “What’s the problem?”

“There is no problem with saving children.” Queen Amidala shook her head stiffly, “We hired them to deal with pirates and assassins. Thus far, there have been no pirates or assassins, only various accidents and criminal incidents.”

The picture changed again to a blue-skinned Twi’lek girl who was wearing a black cloak and had a purple one-piece outfit underneath. The most striking feature were her shiny silver legs with glowing red patterns on them. She didn’t wear shoes, but had hoof-like feet that acted like high-heels.

“Hey Padawan Slave! Suck my jongus and I’ll set you free! Hahahaa~!”

“Hey Baby~! I love your ass! Can you sign my cock?!”

There were also some whistling noises. It was a group of Gungans and Nabooians, all men of course, who formed a small gang in the area. Security was a bit weak after all the losses in the invasion and occupation.

“Where are the girls?” Eldra ignored their bullshit and asked the men surrounding her with glowing purple stun batons, “Theed Spaceport? You’re already selling them so soon?”

“Damn Jedi! Quick!” One of the human men charged forward, but then a metal hoof smashed his face into meat paste! After that, purple lightning erupted from her left palm and caused a Gungan to explode! Another nearby was electrocuted with burns all over his body that was twitching violently on the ground. A few humans managed to get close, but then a blue blade slashed across and bisected all of them at once!

“Aaah~! No-no~! I surrender! I-aagh~!”

“You can’t do this! Arrest me! Please! Aaaagh~!”

Then she eviscerated, decapitated and beat the other five men to death. The scene changed to her slaughtering dozens of traffickers at the space port, freeing a bunch of naked, cum-soaked women and then claiming the freighter as her ‘booty’, which she quickly sold in the starfighter dealership next door…

“Although they might be doing ‘good’, they still break Nabooian law on a daily basis. They have saved many lives in only a week, however…” Queen Amidala sighed, “The death count is also rising rapidly as we speak. I do not regret my choice, I only regret my powerlessness. I hope that with the two of you here, perhaps you can prevent things from becoming too… Out of hand.”

“Master…” Kosa whispered, “Is it too late to go back to Coruscant?”

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Chapter 202: Superheroes?

“Thank you! Thank you, Master Jedi!” A human woman knelt on the ground and hugged her little girl tightly, sobbing as the child giggled and smiled at the tall, dark-skinned woman.

“I’m only a Jedi Knight, but you’re welcome either way.” Quin scratched the golden line on her cheek and sighed, pushing her dreads out of her face as she looked up at the starship that was wobbling around above the city! Another child fell down!

“Master, I’ll save this one.” Aayla reached up and grabbed the little Gungan boy with the Force, then lowered him slowly. But… He didn’t have a mother anymore.

“Sarry, stop playing with them already.” Asmodeus yawned and reached up to the YT-1300 that was trying to escape. He didn’t bother trying to drag the whole ship down like his ‘daughter’, instead he just reached inside the cockpit and squeezed that Nabooian woman’s head until it popped. Then he actually controlled the ship to land!

“Master… I’m so proud of you!” Shmi hugged his other arm with tears in her eyes, “I thought you’d never learn!”

“I’m not a fucking idiot, okay?” He rolled his golden eyes and complained, “I might not be a ‘good’ pilot, but at least I know what some of the buttons and stuff do on the YT by now.”

“Maybe one day you’ll learn how to read too, hahah~!” Eldra snickered on the side, she reached out and caught another child that was thrown out the airlock by the crazy kidnappers.

“Isn’t it kinda weird just how many fucking murder, rape, human trafficking and drug smuggling cases there are every day on Naboo?” Asmodeus yawned again and watched Ros Lai rush into the ship with her green lightsaber. It used to belong to Jocnu for almost a century, but now it’s in the hands of a crazy Nightsister. She easily slaughtered her way through all the men and women, saving the remaining few kids.

“Woooo~!”

*Clap-clap-clap~!*

There was a big round of applause and cheering from the rowdy crowd gathered around. Some people were even on the rooftops of Theed and celebrating another great victory for the Guardians of Naboo!

“I love you Asmodeus~! Let me have your baby~!” A random woman in the crowd flashed her tits while screaming, there were also a few Gungan girls who shook their bare asses at him.

“I just kinda feel like… Maybe this is getting a little out of hand.” Asmodeus looked over at Sarry, who was flexing her biceps and showing off for the crowd. She wore what was basically just a skin-tight one-piece black bathing suit, with a long, skinny purple cape whipping around behind her back.

Of course, Quinlan, Aayla, Shmi, Ros Lai and Eldra also got a lot of cheers, applause and love proclamations. Then the police finally showed up and started breaking up the crowd, then dealt with the aftermath. Unfortunately the freighter was stolen, so they couldn’t claim it as Booty. So it was up to the police to deal with that bullshit.

“We’ve basically become government sanctioned and supported superheroes. Everything we do makes Queen Amidala look better and helps her win the reelection campaign.” Eldra sneered, “Isn’t that just what the Jedi are? Except instead of a single planet, they’re sent around the whole Galaxy to make the Republic look good.”

“Perhaps.” Kina suddenly appeared behind them on the roof of this random building, “But it is true that every day, you save lives. Every day, you make this world, this Galaxy a better place. The work might be endless and overwhelming at times, but it is rewarding. You’ve all become much stronger, haven’t you?”

“And what about you, Master?” Asmodeus looked back and smirked at the blue-skinned Kaminoan girl that was wearing a green hat on her bald head, “Have you gotten any stronger in the illegal casinos lately?”

“Once you reach a certain point, it becomes much more difficult to progress.” Kina chuckled, “Unfortunately it’s not very challenging to face opponents that can’t resist a simple Jedi Mind Trick.”

“You’re too arrogant.” Sarry got bored after her audience disappeared and walked up behind the ‘short’ 7 foot tall, long-necked woman, “There are monsters out there much stronger than you. Much stronger than all of us together.”

“Isn’t that always going to be the case?” The four-thousand year old Jedi Master sighed and shrugged her shoulders, “If I cared about ‘power’ that much, I would have fallen to the Dark Side long ago. If I cared about fame, someone probably would have killed me by now.”

“That’s true.” Shmi held her Master’s hand and put her palm on her slightly bulging belly, “i’ve been really anxious lately. Doesn’t it feel like… The Force is targeting us?”

“It’s not the frakking Force, it’s the Jedi Council, the Hutts, even ‘our’ Queen Amidala.” Eldra snickered and glared off towards the distant palace. In some of the windows she could feel ‘gazes’ watching them maliciously. Not just there. Everywhere.

“Don’t forget the Sith Lords, hahaha~!” Asmodeus shrugged, patting his Second Apprentice’s black-cloaked left shoulder: “It’s almost like they’re trying to ‘whitewash’ us though.”

“They want to limit us ‘morally’.” Sarry sat down on the edge of the rooftop with her giant legs dangling down, looking around at the beautiful city of ‘mortals’ that she always dreamed about. There were many pretty towns and cities like Theed on Naboo and they’ve visited most of them already.

“Master…” Shmi sighed and hugged Deus’ arm, “We’re already down to 500 Peggats a month now. I think… Maybe it’s time to retire.”

“We make more than 20k Credits a day just being superheroes, I mean, ‘Mercenaries’. And they have been nagging us a lot recently…” Asmodeus sighed dramatically and shook his head, “Well… Schutta Shmi had a good run. And it was fun while it lasted. But… I don’t do porn for free, hahahaha~!”

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Chapter 203: ‘Luck’

“It is done, Master.”

“Phew~! Thank the Force.” Mace Windu breathed out a long sigh of relief and a little regret, but he quickly stamped out that corruptive ‘emotion’. Then he opened those serious brown eyes to look at the Gungan girl in the hologram who was smirking at him, “You’ve done well, Kin-Ya.”

“I know~! Yeehehehahahaha~! You’re welcome~!” She was wearing a sexy black bathing suit and standing by the edge of a big lake, with an almost ‘wooden’ looking lightsaber hilt on her left hip. It also had some dark-gold lines down the sides.

“It’s imperative that information about the Jedi and Sith remain somewhat confidential. At least we can’t have some Holoporn site advertising our secrets to the Galaxy.” Mace rubbed his aching bald forehead.

“I think you were more worried about those silly little Padawans turning into schuttas, yahaha~!” Kin-Ya grinned her sharp and jagged white teeth. Although the Gungan snout is similar to a duck bill, it was much taller. More fleshy. There were still teeth inside, which had canines, molars and even some incisors. Though not as many or dense as a human would have.

“Although we don’t demand abstinence, overindulgence of any kind will lead to the Dark Side. We’ve all fallen prey to our baser instincts and emotions throughout our lives. We don’t demand perfection. The Jedi aren’t saints.” Mace Windu narrowed his eyes, “The Jedi are the guardians of Civilization-”

“Yeah-yeah, guardians of Civilization, yababa-civilization this, civilization that~! Mace, you really need a vacation! When was the last time you left the Temple? You should go out and get some fresh air! Coruscant is stinky!”

“Haha~!” The ever-serious Master Windu finally smiled and laughed a bit, leaning back in his comfy chair, “Even Yoda goes out more than I do lately…”

“Go on a trip! Live your life! It won’t last forever~!” Kin-Ya snickered and grabbed a fish out of the water with the force, biting its head off with blood splashing everywhere…

“I know.” He sighed again, looking over at a stack of datapads, “Unfortunately while the rest of the Council is out galavanting around the Galaxy, someone needs to do the data-work for all their messes. At least with you keeping an eye on the ‘Boy’ on Naboo, I won’t need to worry about them causing any trouble out in the Galaxy for a while.”

“Yep-yep~! With ‘Master’ Kin-Ya here, them Sith ain’t gonna cause no trouble here on Naboo! Yehahaha~!” After laughing for a while, the projector turned off and the silly expression on her face faded rapidly. She looked over her shivering Apprentice to the side and asked, “What did I tell you, Kosa?”

“I’m sorry, I’m-I’m sorry Master!” The young Gungan man shivered and cried, “I’m trying!”

“As that old bastard Yoda would say: ‘Do or do not, there is no try.’ You’re a frakking disappointment.” She reached out and strangled his throat with the Force, lifting him up into the air a whole meter. The formerly gray eyes of her Apprentice had turned yellow with red circles around the edges! His appearance also looked a lot more ferocious than the innocent Gungan face from before.

“Mas-Master~! Pleace~! Pleace~! Aaack~!” After those eyes rolled back, they returned to the previous gray color and his appearance also returned to normal. Only then was he dropped to the ground and coughed, choked, sobbed, “Thank-thank you, Master-thank you~! For your Mercy…”

“Remember, my stupid Apprentice. The Sith have no ‘Mercy’. The Dark Side is powerful and seductive…” Kin-Ya sneered and looked over across the lake to a swampy area, “But a true Sith controls that Darkness. Chains it like a slave and keeps it locked away inside… Only a weak fool like you would reveal their true nature so easily.”

“I’m, I’m sorry, Master!” Kosa was wearing a black speedo, with a belt around his skinny waist and a gray lightsaber on his right hip. Their capes, cloaks and other items were left behind in their small shuttle.

“Hurry up… We’re almost there. Hopefully those schuttas will be too distracted to notice our absence for a while…” The blue and white Gungan girl dove into the water and started swimming towards the swamp.

“Yes… Master.” Kosa’s sniveling appearance vanished suddenly and was replaced by a solemn expression. He sniffled a bit and stared at her sexy back, touching his lightsaber subconsciously… Then he breathed a sigh and jumped into the water to follow in her wake.

A few minutes later, a tall and lanky Gungan man scrambled up out of the water, panting and shivering. Those yellow eyes with vertical slit pupils looked back at the water in fear while he held his chest and trembled. His black sleeveless shirt and pants clung to his body.

“Phew~! Missa really~ lucky thisa time!” He looked down and saw a silver disk on the ground, picking it up casually and tossing it up in the air, “Missa super~ lucky, hahaha~! Ooooh~! Wowze! Missa luckiest day ever!”

There was a brand new silver and yellow shuttle just sitting there on the beach! The ‘random’ Gungan man didn’t hesitate for a moment before committing grand-theft aerospace and decided to take a trip to Theed to see the Queen of Naboo on a whim…

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Chapter 204: Nabooian Sky

“I did it! Finally! Hahaha~! Yes!” Eldra looked down at the tiny city below and felt the wind whistling across her ear nubs, with a big grin on her beautiful face. She was wearing some simple brown and white Padawan robes for the first time in a while.

“Congrats! No, seriously, you’ve already beaten the shit outta most Jedi out there!” Asmodeus snickered and floated around freely by her side. He was shirtless with black pants. The two of them were like ‘Gods’ looking down upon the mortals below. Able to completely defy gravity with only the Force!

“There are actually a lot of fucking ways to fly. You can manipulate the air itself to provide lift. You could grab something nearby and just get pulled along. You can create an anti-gravity field with the Force and then just, well, it’s kinda down to manipulating air as well. The Force can also bend space and time though. So even in space, you can fly around even easier once you get the hang of it. It’s actually better not to think about the ‘how’ or the ‘why’ when it comes to Force Powers. The less you really think about it, the easier it is to do crazy shit.”

“No shit.” Eldra rolled her purple eyes and looked up suddenly, “Deus!”

“I see it! Frak! I mean, fuck! Goddamn it, I’m being assimilated!” Asmodeus reached up and grabbed the rapidly spiraling starfighter with the Force! It wasn’t just one though!

“This is the tenth terrorist attack this month!” Eldra flew up higher towards the dozens of shipping crates that were falling through the sky towards the city below! She latched onto the side of one with her claw-like metal toes and sliced open the metal with her orange lightsaber. The moment she saw what was inside, she screamed: “Fraaaak~!”

“Aaaah~!”

“Mommy~!”

“Save me~! Waaah~!”

A bunch of little Nabooian boys and girls were chained up against the walls! They didn’t look like they were captured for long, but more like they were just grabbed off the street at random. Asmodeus also found a bunch of random humans, entire families even, trapped inside the other boxes. There were also a dozen small starfighters that were flying down towards the city below, their pilots were unconscious, but not dead.

*Boom~!*

*Teeew~! Teew~!*

“Fuuuck!” Asmodeus watched the anti-air defenses of the city shooting up at them and destroying some of the ships, one almost blasted a crate full of children to pieces, but then a random silver-yellow shuttle flew past! The shields were just powerful enough to block that singular attack!

“Woooh~! Aaaah~!” Then the shuttle started spiraling out of control and a silly Gungan man jettisoned out of the cockpit! But he didn’t have a parachute!

“What the fuck?” Asmodeus watched him fall and ignored it. Instead, he focused on saving the kids over everyone else. The pilots in the starfighters were probably innocent too, but relatively speaking, he always prioritized saving children over adults when necessary. It was also much easier to grab a few dozen cargo containers that were free-falling than the starfighters that had their engines running.

“Haaaaalp~!” The Gungan man reached up desperately and screamed. Then he looked down and realized he was actually standing on a big, shiny silver ship! Looking inside the slit-like windows, he shouted, “Wowza~! Padme~! Yousa saved me again~!”

“Jar-Jar…” The woman in the cockpit sighed dramatically and issued an order, “Stop firing immediately!”

“Yes, Queen Amidala!” Then she received a reply from the anti-air defense force on the ground. Even if there were still a bunch of ships falling towards the city below, they followed the orders diligently. The front of the long silver ship shot out a tractor beam and caught one of the smaller starfighters.

Then a huge silver ship flew up from the starport below. All the other starfighters were immediately slowed down and stopped by those powerful blue tractor beams! A big red-skinned woman in a white bikini was standing on the top of the ship, reaching up towards the sky and ‘grabbing’ the remaining cargo containers. It almost looked like countless purple tendrils stretched out towards the sky and wrapped them up, lowering the containers safely down onto the top of the ship.

“No offense, but this is getting really fucking outta hand!” Asmodeus landed down next to Jar-Jar and ignored him. Crouching down towards the windshield and tapping with his knuckles, “I know you have to keep your fucking popularity high for the reelection campaign, but this is too fucking far!”

“Do you honestly believe I would do something like this for publicity?!” Padme wasn’t even wearing her fancy outfits or anything this time! She was just wearing a tight gray shirt and pants, with her hair back in a simple ponytail, “Even if I was a monster who could sacrifice her own people for political power, why would I exhaust myself like this?!”

“Well, I guess that’s true.” He stood up and sighed, “But if it’s not you, then who? Even the Force can’t ‘love’ us this much, right?”

“Umm…” On the side, the yellow-eyed Gungan man raised his hand and asked, “Missa… Missa hasta pee!”

“Hmmm…” Asmodeus narrowed his eyes and looked the shivering Jar-Jar Binks up and down a few times, “You just ‘happen’ to show up at this exact time? Kinda suspicious.”

“You think Jar-Jar did this? How? Why?” Padme rolled her brown eyes, “Let’s go down and talk… In person for once.”

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Chapter 205: Lust and Love

“You haven’t seen those Jedi in a week?” Asmodeus raised a hairless eyebrow, “That is pretty suspicious.”

“It’s not just the Jedi. We’ve intercepted several communications between some of my political rivals and the Trade Federation.” Padme bit her lip and stared into those golden eyes, “There’s no direct evidence, but… If they’re even slightly related to these latest attacks, I can't hesitate anymore.”

“I knew you’d ask for my help sooner or later.” He snickered and ran his hands up her skinny waist, grabbing those small, perky breasts.

“We’re running out of time. Only a few months before the next election.” The young woman lifted her ass up and down, devouring his big, red cock down to the base with every slam. The white mattress bounced a bit and creaked from their combined weight, but it was sturdy enough.

“Even if you lose the election, you can always run again two years later.” Asmodeus shrugged, “But there’s no way you’ll lose.”

“Yes, Your Majesty, you will definitely be reelected!” Sabe was kneeling next to them on the bed, wearing a thin white gown that revealed her sexy body underneath. However, she was just kneeling there, not even pleasuring herself. Simply enjoying the show while feeling a little depressed.

“It depends on how far they’re willing to go…” Padme frowned, pinching his dark-red nipples and twisting them as she rode her ‘stallion’ harder, “If they’re willing to have innocent children kidnapped and killed, then what stops them from sending assassins directly? They keep trying to use these casualties as weapons against me, but it only makes me look better and them look worse. That’s one reason why I haven’t investigated them more thoroughly.”

“True. But if you really wanna do something, I can make sure there aren’t any traces. They won’t even remember what happened.” Asmodeus snickered, reaching out with his left hand and pulling Sabe closer. He gently caressed her cheek and asked, “Tell me. What do you want, more than anything?”

“Padme.” She answered immediately, then blushed and looked towards her Queen, “I wish to serve Padme Amidala as her shadow. However she needs me.”

“So cute.” He snickered and looked up at the woman riding his waist, “Your best friend is in love with you. She’s jealous that you’re riding my cock instead of her face.”

“Sabe…” Padme smiled wryly and then reached out, hugging the girl’s face against her chest, “You don’t need to be jealous of him. He’s just a courtesan to sate my lust. You know I love you.”

“I’m not a fucking whore, okay?” Asmodeus complained, “I’m not even a pornstar anymore.”

“Your Majesty-mmf~!” Sabe’s lips were blocked by her Queen’s and the two of them started making out, totally ignoring the Sith Lord of Lust. Well, not completely ignoring him. The shy girl was guided by Her Majesty to sit on that handsome face, then the two of them continued making out while using him as a sex toy.

Eventually, after he came inside that tight royal pussy, they switched places and she forced him to eat her out. Sabe lost her virginity with a bit of pain, but she was too excited to notice. She could feel her Queen’s cum inside if her, not to mention those perfect hands were rubbing her own clit and she was allowed to play with those perky breasts. Sucking and licking them…

“So anyway, they started 69ing and basically forgot about me.” Asmodeus sighed as pressed Eldra’s face into the dirt and fucked her pussy from behind. For once, she still had legs, but they were just twitching and spasming helplessly.

“You’ve gotten a lot stronger though. I remember when we first met… Well, when you first became my Apprentice for real and started challenging me.”

“I’m stronger, but you’re still a monster!” She spat out some dirt and blue blood, with her head yanked back by her Lekku and her hands locked behind her waist. Purple lightning flashed around, but it was useless.

“Fraaak~! MMmn~! Aaaaaagh~!”

“No need to be so dramatic anymore, right?” Asmodeus snickered and looked down at her spasming asshole. Then he grabbed his big black lightsaber hilt and shoved it inside, “Kanya really likes you, hahaha~!”

“Fraaaak~! Mmmn~!” With the vibrating lightsaber hilt emitting red sparks in her rectum, Eldra couldn’t help spraying her thick cream all over the grass and dirt. But her Master wasn’t ‘there’ yet, so she had to endure the super sensitive torture for a few minutes before he finally gave her the creampie she deserved!

“Deus… Do you ever think about Hope?”

“Of course.” He laid down on the grass and looked up at the beautiful blue Nabooian sky, with Eldra turning around and laying right next to him. She reached out and held his left hand as he said, “I worry about them. A lot.”

“Same…” She sighed and her purple eyes seemed to cut through the bright atmosphere, reaching the darkness beyond: “I wanna kidnap them. Keep them with me forever. But I’m afraid they’ll become like us.”

“Hope looks a lot like her mother. But she has my skin and eyes. Twi’leks are weird though. From what I’ve seen in my visions and Doctor Wrosa’s genetic predictions, Taayla won’t have Lekku.”

Asmodeus reached up with his right hand and an illusory figure appeared. The little girl had red skin, a golden line across her nose and cheeks, a very cute face, big silver eyes like her mother, long black hair like her father… She also had pointed human ears, rather than the usual Twi’lek nubs. A trait that was more common in males, but not unheard of in females.

“That’s because most Twi’leks have interbred with humans or near-humans at one point or another.” Eldra snickered, “She’s gorgeous though. She actually has eyebrows, thank the Force.”

“Hey, don’t make fun of my eyebrows.” He smirked and pointed to the little wiggly tendrils on tip of the girl’s chin, then the black spots on her arms, chest, legs and back: “Wrosa actually asked me whether I wanted to ‘fix’ her genes to remove these ‘imperfections’.”

“She looks perfect to me.” Eldra used the Force to remove the dirt, mud and grass that was still stuck to her face, tossing it over to the side. Then she asked, “Our child… When we eventually have one. Do you think we should just… Do it ‘naturally’ or…”

“I think natural is good. The Force likes natural kids the best.” Asmodeus smiled wryly and caressed the face of the illusion as it vanished, “But then again, look at me, Sarry and Kina. The Force probably ‘Forced’ me into existence along with the Chosen One. Or maybe it was… Anyway, the real reason is that I just don’t think we should take care of more than two babies at a time on the Voracity.”

“What about the Rule of Three?” Eldra snickered, “Oh wait, hahaha~! I get it!”

“Yeah…” He nodded with his head rubbing against the grass, “Little Sarry is still less than a year old now.”

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Chapter 206: Investigation

“So this is where Jar-Jar just happened to crash his submarine and find that shuttle to steal?” Asmodeus was wearing black swimming trunks with a black hilt on his right side and a white on the left.

“Apparently.” Eldra wore a purple one-piece bathing suit, with her shiny silver legs emanating red light from the Sith Alchemy patterns on them. She kept her own lightsabers inside for convenience as always.

The pretty red face smirked, “According to Shmi, the Jedi made contact with some of those other bitches running for Queen. But there’s obviously no evidence that they did anything sketchy. All the people who knew anything have mysteriously disappeared and the scapegoats that were thrown out during the investigations have all died. Of course, that can’t really stop Ros Lai, hahaha~!”

Using Magic, Dathromirian Witches could actually resurrect the dead. Though it wasn’t really a ‘full resurrection’. It was also possible to call back spirits from wherever. Then there was Quinlan, who could use her psychometry to see the past of objects, including corpses.

Most of the girls who run for Queen are actually very young teenagers. Although they might be the so-called ‘best and brightest’ of Naboo, the reality is that they’re more like figureheads representing various noble families. Usually the children are prepared from a very young age by the noble houses and then if they win, it’s actually the noble house that ‘runs’ things in the background. Queen Amidala’s Naberrie Family is actually not that prominent, though they are ancient and definitely rich enough. The actual political supporters are the Palpatine House. Hence why Sheev has a vested interest in making sure that Amidala remains in power.

In other words, those 10 to 14 year old girls were actually fairly innocent, but there were plenty of old politicians in the shadows behind them that couldn’t escape from being interrogated or even killed during the investigation…

“Looking back on Quin’s investigation history, he or she has always been kinda dumb. What’s the point in torturing people with Force Lightning and shit like that? You can just read their memories directly or compel them to tell you what you wanna know, then erase their memory afterwards.” Asmodeus snickered and shook his head.

“That’s ‘you’ okay?!” Eldra rolled her purple eyes and the two of them started swimming across the lake calmly. Even though her legs were metal, they actually had a lot of air inside, so they were somewhat buoyant. She didn’t even need the Force to swim easily.

“It’s you too now.” Deus dunked down underwater and looked into the dark depths. There were countless fish swimming around. Along with shrimp and even some lizards.

“Before I fell to the Dark Side, I couldn’t…” She dunked her head underwater with a bubble of air around her face, “No… Maybe I could, but I wouldn’t use that kind of power. The Jedi are so afraid of their own abilities that they go out of their way to make their lives harder by not using them.”

“Not just their own lives.” Asmodeus breathed the water into his nose and felt the familiar ‘Gungan’ taste, and smell. Breathing out some water and bubbles of air, he smirked: “Kin-Ya…”

Eldra sneered, “You’ve been able to resist frakking all those schuttas that threw themselves at you the past few months, but you can’t resist ‘collecting’ a Gungan Jedi Master.”

“Oh, don’t be jealous. It’s not like I’ll keep her to myself. Except for Padme and Sabe, you’ve basically fucked everyone I’ve ever fucked.” He put his hands forward and kicked his feet slowly, but the Force swirled the water around him rapidly. Causing his body to shoot forward like a torpedo!

“I still haven’t really frakked Daesha and Kikha!” Eldra also did the same, since it was even easier than flying through the air. It only took them a few minutes to travel a few miles underwater!

When they stopped, Asmodeus sniffed the air again and felt that familiar sensation. Then he looked down towards the darker depths. Naboo is a very strange world. It actually has a hollow core filled with water, called the Naboo Abyss. Down there are ancient and terrifying monsters, sea creatures hundreds to thousands of meters in length. Even the Gungans that live under the surface are afraid to go down there unless absolutely necessary. During the invasion last year, Jar-Jar too Qui-gon and Obi-wan through that hellish place in order to reach Naboo faster. They almost died many times over. And they had a damn submarine!

“It’s not that deep though…” He looked down and sniffed again, closing his eyes. It wasn’t too far from here. Probably why they simply flew over instead of taking a submarine.

“It feels…” As they got closer, Eldra started frowning. She couldn’t help but ask, “Are you sure Sarry isn’t down there?”

“We both know that Sarry is sleeping on the ship. It’s her ‘nap time’. Heheheh~!” Asmodeus swam down at an angle. The giant fish swam around them, but seemed to ignore their presence.

“Maybe it’s another Sarlacc? Or something similar…” The blue Twi’lek girl in the one-piece bathing suit swam quickly after that bright red back, “Do you think that’s what those Jedi were looking for?”

“Probably not that simple.” He snickered and felt the Force Energies pulsating around them. As they got further down, the darkness became brighter… They eventually reached a ‘wall’. But down farther below was a tunnel with a huge eel-like creature guarding it. The beast ignored them as they swam past.

“There.” Eldra smirked, “At least it’s not another Sarlacc.”

“Maybe.” Asmodeus looked at the huge stone pyramid with golden edges and glowing red symbols all across the surface of those massive sized. It reminded him of something familiar, “Doesn’t it kinda look like a giant Sith Holocron?”

“That’s one big frakking Holocron.” She shook her head, “It’s probably just an ancient temple. The Jedi and the Sith left these things everywhere. We learned about it in history class. But I only know a few of the more famous ones that are actually guarded by Jedi.”

“I can think of a few, but…” He snickered, “Anyway, we’re not fucking Archaeologists. Let’s go find out what the fuck our Jedi friends are up to in this ancient Sith Temple.”

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Chapter 207: Sith Temple

*Boom~!*

“Well that’s not a great sign.” Asmodeus looked back at the gigantic stone ‘door’ that fell down behind them. It was easy enough to open from the outside, but the moment they went inside, he couldn’t lift it anymore.

“That’s why I said we should go back and get Kina.” Eldra sighed, “I hope you realize I’m gonna have to eat you sooner or later.”

“We can take turns eating little pieces of each other to last longer.” He snickered and turned on Kanya, who started making an irritating screeching sound.

*Tssh~! Hummm~!* Eldra just used her blue lightsaber, since it was less noisy than the orange one.

“Oh look, baby bones.” She giggled and pointed her blue stick to the pile of Gungan baby skulls that seemed to be welcoming them. There were also some regular sized skulls further inside. No humans, only Gungans. The Nabooians didn’t exist more than 3900 years ago. Obviously humans existed, but whoever built this temple seemed to prefer Gungan heads.

“At least there’s air inside. I can breathe water, it’s still not as comfortable as good old atmosphere…” Asmodeus used his lightsaber to illuminate the path in front of them, “By the way, is it just me or do you hear ‘clanking’?”

“Of course I hear clanking.” Eldra smirked and took another step with her metal foot, “Maybe some Droids are still lurking around in this place?”

“Probably. That’s usually how it goes. I’d rather deal with droids than traps and shit.” Almost immediately after he spoke, a tiny black spike shot out of the wall and Eldra subconsciously swiped it with her lightsaber-

“Frak!” She cursed as the lightsaber shorted out! Fortunately she was able to move out of the way, but then a dozen other spikes shot out of the walls from every direction! She screamed, “It’s Cortosis!”

“Awesome! Hahaha~!” Asmodeus casually waved his left hand and all the needles stopped around them. Then gathered together into a thick bundle, at least a foot long and two feet wide!

“Don’t let it touch your lightsaber or it’ll short out-What the frak?!” Eldra watched his lightsaber casually smack against the Cortosis, heating it up, but not cutting through.

“My lightsaber can last four thousand years and be charged by Force Lightning. You think Kanya’s gonna be shorted out by a fucking cheat-code metal like this shit?” He sneered and then grinned, “But holy shit! Isn’t Cortosis super expensive and rare?! Shmi wanted to buy some but it was almost as bad as Beskar!”

“In some ways, Cortosis is actually better than Beskar. But it’s not as expensive or rare. They’re both heavily controlled though… Hahahaha~!” Eldra smiled and pulled over one of the thin needles, “If this shit is the purest form, then we just hit the jackpot! If we find a few more traps, we can make entire suits of armor! I wanted to use Cortosis in my legs before-”

*Boom~!* A loud rumbling noise came from somewhere deeper inside and the ground shook.

“Fuck! Uh, put these needles away in your legs for now! That sounds so weird, but you know what I mean!” Asmodeus snickered and handed over the pile of needles… Well, once they were stretched out a bit more, they could still fit inside the empty space in Eldra’s legs, but just barely. Fortunately the current legs didn’t have a bunch of loose wires and shit everywhere inside.

*Clink~! Chink~! Tink~! Clank~!*

Listening to her noisy legs, he muttered: “In retrospect, maybe we should’ve brought some more equipment with us?”

“I told you. I told you so many times.” Eldra’s lightsaber had only shorted out for a second, so it was obviously once again acting like a fluorescent lightbulb again: “Deus, I love you.”

“Aw, I love you too, Eldy~!” He turned back and leaned down, suddenly kissing her lips.

“Never call me that.” She opened her purple eyes again and pouted, “I just want you to know. If one of us dies tragically down here, I don’t want either of us to have any regrets like…”

“Like you wish you’d told Daesha and Kikha how you felt? You wish you could’ve said goodbye to your Master?” Asmodeus sighed and rubbed the black headdress that covered part of her bald head, along with the base of her Lekku: “Even if you die, I won’t let you die.”

“You’re not a God.” Eldra rolled her purple eyes, then tiptoed and kissed his lips again: “But… I don’t know about resurrection or reincarnation, but I’ll definitely give birth to a new ‘you’.”

“Don’t.” He shook his head, “If that happens, I’d rather you had a real child from the two of us. Not just a replica of this version of ‘me’. If I reincarnate again, I promise to come find you guys. No matter what. Even if I end up in another Timeline or another Universe. You’ll never escape from me… I’ll always be your Master.”

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Chapter 208: Cortosis

“Fuck! Knew it!” Asmodeus blocked the silver blade with his lightsaber and grabbed the black shield with his left hand!

“If we survive, we’re gonna be rich!” Eldra kicked the side of a blade with her heel and then stabbed her lightsaber into the skeletal Droid’s back! And then the blade shorted out again!

“They’re made of Cortosis! Like the whole fucking body!” Asmodeus wrestled a katana-like sword out of the ancient robot’s hand and tossed it back to Eldra, who used it to chop off the head of her own enemy.

The muscular man simply slammed the head of his Droid into the wall a few times, then stomped his foot on the back of its rib cage and ripped the head off. Shooting some sparks everywhere. Even though Cortosis was extremely durable, the ancient joins were made of a different substance and so were the wires or other mechanisms inside. Anyway, after removing the heads, they stopped functioning completely.

“The closer we get, the harder it is to use the Force.” Eldra suggested, “Maybe we should just take our spoils and try to escape?”

“It’s not that I’m particularly greedy…” Asmodeus ignored the cackling Twi’lek and explained, “The Force led us here for a reason. Something really important is here. Something we need. Plus that Jedi Master Gungussy.”

“I feel like the last thing is actually the most important to you.” She rolled her purple eyes, “Anyway, we’re already here. Hopefully this place doesn’t explode or collapse or sink into the abyss. As long as nothing too ridiculous happens, we’ll have a fuckton of Cortosis and probably other rare materials.”

“We should really stop planting so many fucking flags, holy hell!” He snickered and used Kanya to light the way. Being a lot more cautious than before, because even he was having trouble manipulating the Force. Not because there was some ‘lack’ of Force Energies. In fact, it was the complete opposite. The Force Energies were extremely powerful, but chaotic.

“I’m losing feeling in my legs.” Eldra looked down and grimaced, “I can still walk… But…”

Asmodeus snickered, “This is why I told you to clone some legs.”

“Frak you.” She retorted as always, then walked up closer behind him and put away her blue lightsaber. Instead, she held a silver Cortosis katana in each hand.

“It looks like we found the trail of our targets.” The handsome man smirked when he saw the decapitated and broken Droids scattered in the dark stone hallway. Instead of just humanoid skeletons, the Droids started to be covered in Samurai-like reddish-brown armor. He reached down and picked up a particularly long, black katana that seemed to be made out of Cortosis-Shield. The most refined, durable, powerful and expensive version of the metal.

*Rumble~!* The hallway shook again!

“Careful not to stab me in the ass.” Asmodeus snickered as he felt those blades pass very close to his swimming trunks.

“We’re almost there.” Eldra ignored his bullshit and walked up next to his left side, staring into the swirling crimson Force Energies that bombarded her Force Senses. Except for the lightsaber, there really wasn’t any other source of illumination. So even the real light was still red.

“Yep~! Hahaha~! I’ve got a feeling that this is gonna be pretty fucked!”

Eventually they reached a sealed door, which was basically just a big stone wall that needed to be lifted with the Force. This wasn’t the first one they came across, but as they got deeper, it became much harder to lift them.

“Can you do it?” Eldra watched her Master struggle with a constipated expression, as if he was going to give himself a hernia or hemorrhoid at any moment. She was holding his red lightsaber in her right hand, the left was holding the biggest black katana, while those two silver ones were held by her Lekku. Yes, she can do that. She has a lot of experience holding ‘swords’ with her head-tails by now.

“Mmmmff~! Fuuuuuuck~!” Asmodeus roared as the whole place shook violently!

*Shaah~! Tsshhshshsh~! Tszzt~!*

Eldra quickly used Kanya to block the thin, curved purple lightsaber blade! Then used the 1.5 meter black katana in her left hand to deflect the regular red blade!

“Frak off!” She screamed and pushed back the tall Gungan man who was also holding a weapon in each hand!

“Aaah!” With an angry and terrified scream, Kosa-Yin Hadu quickly ducked and weaved, avoiding those rapid slashes. The red lightsaber in his right hand quickly started working again and blocked Kanya, then he used the purple curved Mestare-style lightsaber to clash against the Cortosis-Shield katana!

“Fuuck~!” Asmodeus roared in the background as he walked underneath that heavy stone with his hands pressed up against the bottom. It got harder and harder to hold it up as he got closer inside, but if he let go…

*Boom! Rumble~!*

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Chapter 209: Chains

Asmodeus rolled forward and almost lost a few toes, but barely survived unscathed. Then he looked up and shouted, “My Gungussy!”

“Shut the frak up and help me kill this bastard!” Eldra threw the two swords from her Lekku into her Master’s hands and then was able to fight much more freely.

“Do you really need my help?” Although he said that, he still charged over with the swords and… Well, Kosu screamed and ran away!

“Get back here!” Eldra shouted and chased after him across the massive room. There were lots of broken droids everywhere. At the very center was a huge, 5 meter tall and 3 meter wide crimson crystal! It floated there and pulsated with immense Dark Side Energies! They were sucked in from outside, then pushed out violently through the many tunnels throughout the huge pyramid structure. Even with the stone doors blocking the way, the energies couldn’t escape very far from the temple, otherwise it would be way too easy for people to notice this place.

“No! No! I won’t die! I can’t die! Master! I’m sorry! Save me!” Kosu shouted anxiously towards that huge crystal floating in the middle of the room, “Master~!”

The blue and white skinned Gungan woman had dozens of thin wires stabbed into her neck, back, chest, arms and legs. Floating in the air, surrounded by huge pieces of metal armor and mechanical parts. Red Force Lightning rippled around from time to time, between the pieces, the crystal and her seemingly lifeless or at least unconscious body.

“My foolish Apprentice…” As that voice echoed throughout the enormous room, the blue markings all over Kin-Ya’s body turned blood red! Then her eyes also glowed scarlet and erupted in sparks!

“You can’t even betray your Master properly… Truly a… Disappointment.”

“I’m sorry, Master! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Kosu screamed and cried as he defended against Eldra’s violent assault. It didn’t take long until he had his left arm cut off by a sharp blade, then his lower half was bisected by a red lightsaber another silver katana flew over, stabbing through his mouth, out the back of his skull!

“Just in case.” Asmodeus rushed over and used his other sword to chop up that body into a few more pieces. The heart, brain and other important organs were completely destroyed. Then he looked at the bloody mess and asked, “Do you think he’s dead?”

“Yeah, Deus, he’s frakking dead.” Eldra reached down and picked up the brown-gold hilt, activating it to see that long, curved katana-like blade again, “This is mine.”

“Wrong.” Kin-Ya reached out and the hilt flew out of Eldra’s hand!

“Damn it!” The blue girl was forced to use Kanya instead.

“Should’ve gripped harder. I thought you knew better by now, my Apprentice.” Asmodeus snickered and weighed the 1.5 meter long katana in his right hand. The other swords were left stabbed into the chunks of Gungan meat on the ground.

“I’m glad that you made it here.” Kin-Ya seemed totally unaffected by the death of her stupid, traitorous Padawan. Those wires disconnected from her body as she slowly landed on the stone floor that was covered in countless Gungan bones. Not just skulls, but entire skeletons. There were also metal skeletons though…

“Have you ever heard of… Mechu-deru?”

She raised her glowing red left hand and those huge metal pieces up above were rapidly assembled into a huge suit of red samurai armor! It was nearly ten meters tall and held a massive silver katana. The whole thing wasn’t Cortosis-Shield, but there was still a love of regular Cortosis involved!

“Let me guess…” Asmodeus pointed towards the robot, “Something about making badass Mechas?”

“You frakking dumbass!” Eldra rolled her eyes, “Master Kina taught us about Mechu-deru before!”

“I’m close enough, right?” He shrugged, “It basically just lets you manipulate machines with the Force. Whether that’s droids, cyborgs, cybernetics, whatever. Don’t you use a type of Mechu-deru for your legs?”

“What she uses isn’t true Mechu-deru. Just as you are not a true Sith.” Kin-Ya took a few steps forward and the massive mecha took a single step past her, then another. Within a few seconds, it was already right in front of them and swinging that huge blade downward!

“Ah!” Eldra screamed as she tried to move, but her legs were locked in place! She also couldn’t use the Force at all!

“Fuck me!” Asmodeus tackled her out of the way as the sword smashed into the ground and sent pieces of bone, metal, stone and dust flying everywhere! He blocked all of it with his back and barely used the Force to prevent from being impaled by one of the swords that was sent flying.

Eldra held Kanya and looked down at her metal legs that seemed to be devouring what little was left of her blue thighs, then she looked into those golden eyes, “Deus! Do it!”

He didn’t hesitate to use his black sword to sweep across her legs, almost nicking her bathing suit! Blue blood sprayed from the wounds and the pain was almost unbearable, but she endured worse before.

“Sorry, Eldra…” Asmodeus hugged her against his chest and struggled to use his purple Force Healing to rapidly seal her wounds.

“No!” Eldra screamed as that purple blade actually pierced through Kanya’s beam, through that broad back and into her own chest!

“The true Sith do not indulge in their baser instincts and raging emotions. They cage them up, alongside the Force.” Kin-Ya’s glowing red eyes seemed to resonate with the giant crystal behind, “Thus… ‘Our’ chains are broken.”

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Chapter 210: Broken
“You’re not allowed to die.” Asmodeus had tears in his golden eyes as he fell to his knees, the fact that he could still talk meant that his own lungs were fine. But Eldra… Not to mention her lungs, her spine, her heart, everything was fucked!

‘I love you.’ She reached out with her Lekku and kissed his lips, ‘I forgive you.’

“You’re not allowed to fucking leave me!” As he roared, that sword stabbed towards the back of his neck, but it was grabbed by a glowing crimson hand…

“Impressive. But too late.” Kin-Ya chuckled and hopped backwards, while that huge blade swept down!

“Fuck! Goddamn it! You can’t take her from me!” Asmodeus wasn’t talking to the insignificant Gungussy or the mindless robot. Hundreds of huge crimson tendrils erupted from his back as his flesh was ripped apart!

“Mechu-deru! Right?! Hahaha~! Fine! Are you happy now?! Are you entertained?!”

Some of those tendrils were cut through, but the others wrapped that blade and forced it to the side. Asmodeus dropped his sword on the ground and dug his fingers into the hole through his chest, “I don’t understand Droids, ships, machines! All I know is Sarlacc-deru! Look!”

Dozens of tiny red tendrils burst out from the hole in his chest and into Eldra’s neck, nostrils, ears and eyes!

“You’re not allowed to die as long as I’m alive!” Nothing else was important, only the brain and the Lekku. Everything else was just… Food.

With her face, skull, neck and spine broken down, only her brain connected to those long nerve-cords were left. Even the skin, muscle and fat of her Lekku were eaten by the ravenous tendrils. Used as fuel to make that big, red, muscular body a little bit larger! From six and a half to seven feet! Big enough that his chest could open up like a Sarlacc’s asshole and fit what was left of his love inside of his chest, next to his rapidly beating heart!

‘Deus… I really hate you sometimes.’ Not to mention death, Eldra couldn’t even lose consciousness!

“I love you too, Eldy. Hahaha~! Hahahahahahaha~!” Asmodeus stood up again and reached out. It was as if a huge purple corona wrapped up his body and shielded against those violent crimson Dark Side Energies!

‘Do not call me that!’ Eldra retorted and then started laughing hysterically as well, ‘Hahahaha~! You fucking monster! Now I really have become you! Hahahahaha~!’

“Frak off! Hahaha~!” He caught Kanya in his right hand and the long black katana flew into his left, “Kin-Ya! Look! My emotions are raging! My baser instincts wanna rape you to death! But look! Hahaha~! I think my chains are broken~!”

Those hundreds of tentacles condensed, melded and fused together into only twelve. They spread out like ‘wings’, each of the six tendrils was longer than that mecha was tall! He walked forward and his swirling purple aura approached that ‘samurai armor’, making it take a few steps back to avoid being engulfed!

“Pathetic.” The Gungan woman’s red patterns pulsed like her eyes, the purple katana-like lightsaber hummed as she moved forward. Through her body, those red energies started eroding away at Asmodeus’ aura!

“All I see is a little Youngling wrapped in layers upon layers of disgusting chains. The Force treats you like a cute pet. It decides when you can eat, when you can go outside to play, whether to put you down-”

*Tssha~!* Their lightsabers clashed and separated, the Gungan easily dodged and twirled to avoid that katana, while Asmodeus’ tendrils slammed forward! She jumped up and spun around, but her blade only cut the flesh slightly. She had to dodge in between the long tentacles as they clapped into each other!

“Go ahead, use your Mecha!” Asmodeus grinned as his tentacles were wrapped in a layer of purple aura, rapidly healing the wounds and also providing more protection. Kanya was wrapped in purple lightning as he lunged forward. That violet lightsaber-katana deflected his blade to the side and a red fist wrapped in lightning smashed into his face, as a big silver blade fell from above!

“Half the Galaxy has tentacles, you ignorant schutta! Do you think I’m afraid of your limp noodles?!” Kin-Ya darted around through his tendrils and slashed open his left side, but the wound was shallow and barely pierced into the muscle! She was using a lightsaber, not a damn butterknife!

“Limp?! Hahahah~! Let me show you how hard I can get!” He grinned and six of his massive tendrils smacked the sword out of the mecha’s hands, then the other six stabbed into its neck, through its chest plate and one in the crotch! Then he pivoted and with six of his purple-clad tentacles swiping over towards Kin-Ya, the others sent that mecha flying off towards the center of the room!

“You fool!” She screamed as the robot actually knocked the giant red crystal flying!

‘You fracking idiot!’

“Oops.”

Chapter Text

Chapter 211: Clarity
*Rumble~!* The whole temple shook and trembled! Then it stopped.

“Look! It’s totally fine! Hahah~!” Asmodeus grinned and turned from the undamaged crystal over to the Gungan bitch who almost killed his Apprentice and her Master!

“Fine?! Without the Great Crystal of Aantonaii stabilizing the Dark Force Energies in this place, the temple will implode!” Kin-Ya finally lost her calm and panicked a little, because she still hadn’t figured out a way to ‘leave’ yet! Just like Asmodeus earlier, she also got stuck inside here with her Padawan!

“Can’t we just put it back up there?” He shrugged and kicked off the ground, floating down slowly and getting closer to the crystal. He couldn’t pick it up with the Force, but his long tendrils were big and strong enough. He lifted it up and lifted it up about seven meters…

*Boom~!* It just fell back onto the ground and bounced a bit, before rolling over and crushing some ancient Gungan bones.

“Stop that!” Kin-Ya darted over behind him and dodged a tentacle, then another, finally reaching his side and stabbing the tip of her blade into his chin!

“Ow!” He stabbed Kanya forward and she easily avoided it, then he swiped the katana across, but it was even slower than a lightsaber. For the superfast Jedi Master, it was like he moved in slow-motion! Especially in such a weird, chaotic environment and his current situation actually wasn’t as ‘amazing’ as it looked. His strength was definitely higher, but his reflexes, speed and flexibility were definitely much lower… He had a whole other brain inside his body, which didn’t even include the tentacles that also had thoughts of their own.

‘Kill her! Stop thinking with your cock!’

“I’m trying!” Asmodeus deflected her blade and swung his tendrils all over the place like a gigantic whirlwind! She jumped up and dove down into the eye of the tentacle-storm! That purple blade pierced through his left shoulder and made him drop his sword, but Kanya flashed upwards and vaporized her beautiful Gungan breasts!

“Aaaah~!” Kin-Ya screamed, kicking down on his head and trying to escape back upwards, but those tentacles closed in on her! Those eyes lost their crimson glow and returned to their previous blue! The rest of her markings did the same!

“No! No~!” The power she borrowed from the temple’s Dark Force Energies faded rapidly!

“Hahahaha~! What’s wrong?! Aren’t your chains broken?!” Asmodeus reached up and those tentacles wrapped her limbs, twisting them apart in an instant! The red blood sprayed out of her hips and shoulders!

‘Good! Kill her and get the frak outta here!’

“Hahahaha~! Yeah, I should really do that, huh?” He grabbed her thick white and blue neck with his right hand, “Give me a reason not to kill you!”

“Strike me down… And I shall become more powerful than you can imagine!” She shot out her long, pink, frog-like tongue and smacked him in the left eye! His eye was actually ripped out and sucked into her mouth!

“Fuuuuck~! Owww~! Goddamn it! Why?! Uummmmmn~!” He shoved his fingers into her mouth and pulled his eyeball back out. It was covered in blood and saliva, but he still shoved it back into the socket. His nerves managed to connect back together, along with the veins and arteries, though his vision was really blurry and it hurt even worse than when it was missing.

“Yehahahaha~! There is no death, only the Force! Do it! Kill me! I’ll be back!” Kin-Ya grinned as her consciousness started fading rapidly from blood loss…

‘I changed my mind! This piece of Gungan shit is mine!’

“Hahaha~! That’s the spirit!” Asmodeus grinned, using purple light to rapidly seal those bloody holes where her shoulders used to be. Then her hips, which still existed, but the legs were gone completely. He literally ripped the limbs from her body earlier.

“What are you doing?” Kin-Ya faded in and out of consciousness, she could feel an itchy and sore sensation on her shoulders and hips.