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AOTC: You escape the system.

2019-08-19T23:23:29Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Between Padme's knowledge of the palace and your piloting skills, you manage to jump to lightspeed before the Naboo are able to scramble any ships after you. After a short burst,…'

Between Padme's knowledge of the palace and your piloting skills, you manage to jump to lightspeed before the Naboo are able to scramble any ships after you. After a short burst, you arrive in a desolate and remote system.

With the pursuit ended, at least for now, the sense of dread and panic within your chest begins to abate. Disgust and shame at what you did threaten to take their place once more, but you drive them from your mind. Those feelings can wait.

"Padme, I'm sorry." You start. Pacing the cockpit. The Senator swivels in her chair, looking up at you. "I don't know why I did that. I lost control. I-"

You're taken aback when Padme reaches up and takes your hand.

"Ani, listen to me. What you did was barbaric, monstrous, violent..." You agree with her assessment, but it burns to hear the woman you love label your actions with those terms.

"...but, I understand why you did it." She continues. "You were blinded by rage, seeing me with the Queen. Jedi are supposed to control their emotions, but I understand that very few Jedi experience the feelings you have for me."

She rises, to stand mostly level with you. She's so close. So beautiful and kind.

"Thank you, Padme. We should go back. I'll turn myself in, you can claim I abducted you..."

"No." Padme says softly. "Ani, those feelings you have, I share them. I can't be apart from you."

"Really?" You're almost unable to believe her response.

"Ani, it's true. You know it's true." She responds, pulling you close for a charged and hungry kiss. Your first. You'd dreamed of this. That dream coming true almost made the abhorrent circumstances you'd brought yourself into.

"We'll disappear, go to some backwater planet where they'll never find us and just live." Padme insists.

"But the Senate, your people-"

"Once, your order was the thing keeping us apart. Now, it's my duty. I can't be apart from you, Anakin. Though the galaxy suffers, I need you. Let's run away."

"Yes." You agree. With that one word, you know you're no longer a Jedi, she's no longer a galactic Senator. Now you're just Anakin and Padme, fugitives.

After a tight embrace, Padme returns to the cockpit controls, keying information into the navcomputer in an almost robotic way. You sense she needs time alone, to process what you've both just agreed to.

You leave the cockpit, heading into the shuttle's living areas. Finding a shower, you strip out of your Jedi robes. Though no blood had spilled on you, you feel the hot water washing your old life away.

Stepping out of the shower, you find the owner's personal grooming tool, and buzz your head, shearing the blonde hair and padawan braid from your head. The loss makes you look like a new man.

As you carefully even out the cut, trying to avoid the appearance of a fugitive, desperate to change his looks, you consider where to hide out with Padme. Despite yourself, despite your actions, the thought of so much time alone with her thrilled you, in your mind and in your cock. You knew it wouldn't be long until the two of you would become intimate. You savoured the knowledge, just as you would soon savour the knowledge of the brunette's body.

Your Jedi indoctrination was quick to make you ashamed of those thoughts, to refocus you on your task.

The Outer Rim seemed the safest bet. Far from the Republic's authority, far from Jedi, far from prying eyes. Tatooine might work. You had a familiarity with the planet from your childhood, even as a slave. You would be comfortable there, you hoped. Also in the Outer Rim was Dantooine. A sparsely inhabited and verdant world. There, you could retire to a plot in the wilds, farm, hunt, forage and be alone with Padme.

But a third possibility entered your mind. Where better to hide from your pursuers than the Undercity? Beneath the Jedi and the Senate's very noses. A man with your talents could easily make a living in that murky, crime-ridden world.

Reaching into a locker, you pull out a set of worn workman's overalls, rust red. You pull them on, more fitting for the man you are now, a man with no past and a beat up shuttle to his name. You also find a rucksack, to hide your robes, boots and lightsaber inside. They're symbols of your old life, and a weapon of brutal murder, but you can't bring yourself to part with them.

Rubbing your head, you leave the personal quarters and rejoin Padme to make your decision on your new life.
 
* [[AOTC: Tatooine.]]
* [[AOTC: Dantooine.]]
* [[AOTC: Coruscant.]]
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AOTC: You two have to escape, you're fugitives now.

2019-06-21T01:25:33Z

Jessty:

You loosen your grip on your saber, letting the blade deactivate with a hiss. As you survey the dismembered bodies of the queens guard, your stomach turns. These were good men, and you slaughtered them like a raging beast. Of course, you found it hard to be as moved staring down at the glassy-eyed corpse of the naked Queen. There was a possessiveness you had over Padme, a violent fire that, despite cooling and hardening, was still there. You'd do it again, to any woman who fucked your Padme without permission.

"Annie, we have to go." Padme said, grabbing you by the hand and gesturing to the hall. More footsteps, more guards were coming. With Jamillia lying murdered in her bed, they'd open fire on Padme just as readily as they would you.

Taking you by the hand, the former Queen leads you out of the palace via back corridors and hidden passages. From there, you leave the grounds and make for Theed's spaceport, before the alarm within the palace has had time to spread. Running on instinct, you commandeer a small shuttle and make for the sky.
 
* [[AOTC: You escape the system.]]
* [[AOTC: Naboo fighters destroy you in orbit.]]
* [[AOTC: Naboo fighters force you to land in the wilds of Naboo.]]
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AOTC: You two have to escape, you're fugitives now.

2019-06-21T01:20:09Z

Jessty: Created page with 'You loosen your grip on your saber, letting the blade deactivate with a hiss. As you survey the dismembered bodies of the queens guard, your stomach turns. These were good men, a…'

You loosen your grip on your saber, letting the blade deactivate with a hiss. As you survey the dismembered bodies of the queens guard, your stomach turns. These were good men, and you slaughtered them like a raging beast. Of course, you found it hard to be as moved staring down at the glassy-eyed corpse of the naked Queen. There was a possessiveness you had over Padme, a violent fire that, despite cooling and hardening, was still there. You'd do it again, to any woman who fucked your Padme without permission.

"Annie, we have to go." Padme said, grabbing you by the hand and gesturing to the hall. More footsteps, more guards were coming. With Jamillia lying murdered in her bed, they'd open fire on Padme just as readily as they would you.

Taking you by the hand, the former Queen leads you out of the palace via back corridors and hidden passages. From there, you leave the grounds and make for Theed's spaceport, before the alarm within the palace has had time to spread. Running on instinct, you commandeer a small shuttle and make for the sky.
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* [[AOTC: You escape the system.]]
* [[AOTC: Naboo fighters destroy you in orbit.]]
* [[AOTC: Naboo fighters force you to land in the wilds of Naboo.]]
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TPM: All of their hopes lie in the Boonta Eve race event, see what havoc you can produce there.

2019-04-20T07:27:35Z

Jessty: Created page with 'You infiltrate the hangar of one of the minor podracers, placing your lightsaber hilt against his back and activating it, burning through his torso in a single flash of red. As t…'

You infiltrate the hangar of one of the minor podracers, placing your lightsaber hilt against his back and activating it, burning through his torso in a single flash of red. As the human's body cools, you take in your surroundings. The racer's pod is in the centre of the room, ready to be used in the Boonta Eve race. A daring thought flashes in your mind. 

Clearly the Jedi and the Queen plan on their boy winning this race. It must be more important than a mere gamble to them. If you were to enter the race in the dead racer's stead, and stop the child from winning, it would certainly interfere with any strategies they had in place. 

[[TPM: Enter the race]] 
[[TPM: Find another strategy.]]
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User talk:Mordredaggrfall

2018-01-02T23:52:30Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Hey there! I'm interested in your ideas for Star Wars and Mass Effect! If you ever wanna chat about them, send me a PM on chyoa.com. I edit a few Mass Effect/other stories there,…'

Hey there! I'm interested in your ideas for Star Wars and Mass Effect! If you ever wanna chat about them, send me a PM on chyoa.com. I edit a few Mass Effect/other stories there, my account's AlexandraS90

- Jessty

User:ClaraMILF

2016-09-20T21:01:35Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Thanks for saying you enjoy my work, Clara! Have you added to our Star Wars story yourself or are you just a reader?'

Thanks for saying you enjoy my work, Clara! Have you added to our Star Wars story yourself or are you just a reader?

TPM: Tell them you're going to go be a Jedi.

2016-05-22T23:34:53Z

Jessty: Created page with '"I'm sorry, I'm ''really'' sorry, but I have to go." You say, your better instinct winning out. Of course, it was a hard-won battle with the Twi'lek dancing girl looking so allur…'

"I'm sorry, I'm ''really'' sorry, but I have to go." You say, your better instinct winning out. Of course, it was a hard-won battle with the Twi'lek dancing girl looking so alluring.

"Kid, for a boy like you, a slave, this is a once in a lifetime offer. What could you possibly have that trumps this?" Sammael says quizzically.

"I promised I would go with Master Qui-Gon to Coruscant, and learn the ways of the Jedi." You tell the racers. After a minute pause, the raucous men burst out in laughter.

"A ''Jedi''? Are you shittin' me?" Sam says. "Let me tell you about being a Jedi. It means giving up your entire life to meditation, and poverty and gettin' precisely nothing out of it."

"B-but it's the right thing to do." You insist, you resolve weakening in the face of Sam's argument, as well as the worldly temptations on hand.

"And let me tell you the absolute worst thing about being a Jedi." He continues. "The vow of celibacy. You go with your Master Qui-Gon and you're kissing goodbye your chance to so much as ''touch'' a woman who looks like this." Sammael concludes, giving one of the Twi'lek stripper's emerald thighs a squeeze.

Your mind my be telling you to head off for Coruscant, but your dick? Your dick needs a wormhead on it, right now.

"Darlin', why don't you see if you can change our young friend's mind, here." Sam whispers to the alien, slipping a credit chit into her stocking.

With a nod, and a seductive smile, the green-skinned xeno bears down on you, slowly stripping off her already extremely revealing dancing attire.

The nameless dancer has a divine figure. More curvaceous and mature than Padmé's waifish beauty. As she reaches you, the Twi'lek reaches for your pants, intending to fish out your rock-hard cock. It's fully apparent she's intending to do much more than give you a lapdance.

"I tell you what, Ani." Sam says, tousling your hair. "You give me a yes, right now, and Ooto goes ahead with what she's doing. Not only that, but I'll send in a little something extra, to sweeten the deal."

It's a tempting offer. One that becomes damn near unrefusable when you Ooto brings her tongue down on your cock, intending to tease you into signing up.

*[[TPM: Say yes. You need to fuck the Twi'lek!!]]
*[[TPM: Begrudgingly refuse.]]
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TPM: Go with the other pilots

2016-05-22T23:17:25Z

Jessty:

Following the men into a private room in a seedy cantina nearby, they congratulate you on a job well done. Seeing a great deal of potential in someone so young as you winning one of the biggest competitions in the Outer Rim, this enterprising group of spacers are offering to hire you as part of their racing team.

Getting off planet and going to see the galaxy does seem like a good idea, all the more tantalizing when you see how these men operate. Big tables full of food and drink, and they even hired a Twi'lek girl to dance for you.

"Whaddaya say, kid? She's all yours if you say yes." The lead spacer, a rough looking man named Sammael offers.

*[[TPM: Tell them you're going to go be a Jedi.]]
*[[TPM: Sign up with them.]]
*[[TPM: Thank them but go back to where Padmé is waiting.]]

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TPM: Sign up with them

2016-05-22T23:15:31Z

Jessty:

Fast ships, faster women. Big pay and bigger titties. You can always be a Jedi after you have your fun in the spotlight, you figure. Maybe you can even buy your mom and friends out of slavery.

You nod to the spacers.

"Sign me up! I always wanted to be a spacer!".

"Just what we'd been hoping to hear, boy." Sammael smiles in response. "Now, gentlemen, lets leave the young man with his date for a while, we got other business to take care of."

The room clears, and before long it's just you, the Twi'lek stripper, and some cheap drinks. Her focus now is directed entirely on you as she begins her dance, gyrating and shaking her beautiful green skin.

In her native tongue she whispers sultrily, ''"I'm at your command, Master."''

*[[TPM: Have her give a show.]]
*[[TPM: Make the dancer service you.]]
*[[TPM: Fuck the Twi'lek.]]
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TPM: Go with the other pilots

2016-05-22T23:11:14Z

Jessty:

Following the men into a private room in a seedy cantina nearby, they congratulate you on a job well done. Seeing a great deal of potential in someone so young as you winning one of the biggest competitions in the Outer Rim, this enterprising group of spacers are offering to hire you as part of their racing team.

Getting off planet and going to see the galaxy does seem like a good idea, all the more tantalizing when you see how these men operate. Big tables full of food and drink, and they even hired a Twi'lek girl to dance for you.

"Whaddaya say, kid? She's all yours if you say yes." The lead spacer, a rough looking man named Sammael offers.

*[[TPM: Tell them you're going to go be a Jedi]]
*[[TPM: Sign up with them]]
*[[TPM: Thank them but go back to where Padme is waiting]]

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{{StarStatus|char=Anakin Skywalker |movie=The Phantom Menace}}

AOTC: The doors burst open before you can decide.

2016-05-15T02:17:11Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Suddenly the door bursts in behind you and a cadre of Royal Guards charge in, blasters drawn. The captain looks at the bed in shock. "Oh gods...blast them, blast them!" They b…'

Suddenly the door bursts in behind you and a cadre of Royal Guards charge in, blasters drawn. The captain looks at the bed in shock.

"Oh gods...blast them, blast them!"

They begin shooting but within seconds you have your lightsaber drawn and in moments you've sliced them up to pieces. Your actions beginning to sink in, your mind starts to race; what to do?

Padme starts to beg with you, the horror of seeing her leader and countrymen slaughtered by your hand far too much for her. "Please Annie stop! I love you! Why are you doing this?!"

You look at her beautiful anguished face and wonder what to do with her...
 > 
* [[AOTC: Kill her too, she's been unfaithful.]]
* [[AOTC: You two have to escape, you're fugitives now.]]
* [[She's right, you have to surrender.]]
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AOTC: Bitch will pay, you strangle the life out of the Queen.

2016-05-15T02:16:10Z

Jessty:

AOTC: Padme manages to stop you from doing something stupid.

2016-05-15T01:17:40Z

Jessty: Created page with 'You tighten your grip on the Queen's throat. Years of repressed fury are coming out, and Jamillia is finding herself the unlucky recipient of all of it. You half expect to hear h…'

You tighten your grip on the Queen's throat. Years of repressed fury are coming out, and Jamillia is finding herself the unlucky recipient of all of it. You half expect to hear her neck snap under your power.

"Anakin, stop!" Padmé screams once again. You're so infuriated and betrayed her words don't even register.

The Queen's eyes are beginning to roll back as she frantically croaks for you to stop. You can only imagine what colour her skin's gone under her ceremonial white makeup.

"Anakin, please, this isn't the Jedi way!" Padmé pleads. She may be right, but that doesn't negate the raw rage and resentment you're unleashing. You can feel it now, Jamillia is on the verge of death.

"Ani, it's not what it looks like. You're the only one, the only one I've ever truly loved!" All calls to reason or sanity may have failed, but Padmé's declaration does get you to loosen your grip on Jamillia's throat. She slumps onto her bed, gasping for air like a suffocating fish.

"Thank the Force!" Padmé cries. "I was afraid you'd do something... something you'd regret."

"I... I don't know what came over me." You mutter. It's a half truth. Even now, some part of you fully comprehends the bestial anger you drew from when you saw ''your'' Padmé with another woman.

"I... am sorry, Master Jedi." Queen Jamillia rasps, massaging her throat. You wonder how she'll explain the bruise that'll no doubt form to her courtiers. "I had no idea you had such... strong feelings for Senator Amidala."

"Allow me to apologize on behalf of Anakin, Your Highness." Padmé says, after you remain nonresponsive. "He's always been... protective of me."

"I had no idea Jedi could display such... passion." Jamillia notes. You notice as she stays splayed on her back, her legs are still spread, like she's less a queen and more a common whore. You eyes flick down to the Queen's pussy. It's tantalising. You suppose you can't blame Padmé that much for her actions...

 * [[AOTC: Time for a reconciliatory threesome.]]
 * [[AOTC: Excuse yourself. Apologise and let the Naboo women finish.]]
 * [[AOTC: Excuse yourself and Padmé.]]
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AOTC: Bitch will pay, you strangle the life out of the Queen.

2016-05-15T00:58:11Z

Jessty: Created page with 'You watch with cold eyes as the Queen claws at your hand, her eyes bulging awfully and her skin turns dangerously pink. Padme, realizing you are serious pulls at your arm, her ch…'

You watch with cold eyes as the Queen claws at your hand, her eyes bulging awfully and her skin turns dangerously pink. Padme, realizing you are serious pulls at your arm, her cheeks wet with tears but in your anger you use the Force to throw her against the wall harshly. A few agonizing moments later the Queen shudders and rasps with the last of her air before sinking back into her silk sheets, dead.

Padme rises from her place on the ground, limping slightly her wide tear filled eyes filled with cold shock. "Annie, what have you done?" she whispers softly.

Suddenly the door bursts in behind you and a cadre of Royal Guards charge in, blasters drawn. The captain looks at the bed in shock.

"Oh gods...blast them, blast them!"

They begin shooting but within seconds you have your lightsaber drawn and in moments you've sliced them up to pieces. Your actions beginning to sink in, your mind starts to race; what to do?

Padme starts to beg with you, the horror of seeing her leader and countrymen slaughtered by your hand far too much for her. "Please Annie stop! I love you! Why are you doing this?!"

You look at her beautiful anguished face and wonder what to do with her...
 > 
* [[AOTC: Kill her too, she's been unfaithful.]]
* [[AOTC: You two have to escape, your fugitives now.]]
* [[She's right, you have to surrender.]]
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AOTC: Anakin Skywalker: Confront Padmé and Jamillia

2016-05-15T00:57:47Z

Jessty:

You feel white hot rage boil inside and sweat rolls down your face. How dare anyone touch your Padme! You roughly tear away the curtain between you and the bed and pace furiously towards them. The Queen squeals with fear and surprise and Padme blanches in terror when she sees you.

"Anakin, what are you doing here? It's not what it looks like..."

"Shut up, I know what I saw!" you cry, staring daggers at your girlfriend. You haven't felt this betrayed in years and you can't seem to calm down.

"Who are you?!" Yells the Queen, terrified and angry. "How dare you barge into my chambers like this!"

You see red. "How dare I?! You can't talk to me like that!" Reaching out, you close a strong, warrior's hand around the Queen's throat, tight as a noose, strangling the young monarch. She begins to struggle for air as Padme screams for you to stop... 
 * [[AOTC: Bitch will pay, you strangle the life out of the Queen.]]
 * [[AOTC: You don't want her dead but you do want her punished; rape her.]]
 * [[AOTC: Padme manages to stop you from doing something stupid.]]
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Bitch will pay, you strangle the life out of the Queen.

2016-05-15T00:54:59Z

Jessty:

TFA:The Zeltron.

2015-12-28T01:32:14Z

Jessty: Created page with '"Hello, beautiful!" You whistle, looking the Zeltron up and down. She's wonderfully curvaceous, a gorgeous ass and bountiful tits practically poured into a dark green onepiece. …'

"Hello, beautiful!" You whistle, looking the Zeltron up and down.

She's wonderfully curvaceous, a gorgeous ass and bountiful tits practically poured into a dark green onepiece. Her shoulders are bared, and a window for her impressive cleavage has been cut into her outfit. Fingerless, elbow length gloves and thigh-high boots of the same latex-like material give her the air of a dominatrix somewhat.

Her well-bared skin, like all of her species, is the strangest shade of pink. On a human, it would look unnatural and offputting, but the light colour only adds to the ethereal charm of the Zeltron.

This particular specimen's short ginger hair, pale blue eyes and haughty features make her particularly striking.

"Hey, oldtimer, pick your jaw up off the floor." The Zeltron tells you. "I've got no desire to have someone die on top of my tonight."

You can't help but crack a smile at that.

"You got a name to go with that sharp tongue, sweetness?" You ask.

"Luxa." She says flatly. "That and the eyeballing are all you're getting for free."

"If I wanted to subject myself to you, just how much would it cost me?" You inquire.

"For you? 500 credits. Same as anyone." Luxa insists.

"Do you come with a month's rent or something?" You scoff.

"Listen, you nerfherding oaf, I'm a Zeltron." Luxa states. "I'm gonna assume you know what that means, or are you even more of a Bantha-brained moisture farmer than you look?"

Oh, you knew what it meant. Back in the old days, years before you'd even met Leia, you lost a week of your life on the planet Zeltros.

Zeltrons were something else. They were packed with pheromones. Kissing one was like taking a stim. Fucking one was like having a brick of spice rammed directly into your central nervous system. The species were practically engaged in a running battle against the Twi'leks to gauge who was the galaxy's best species of lovers.

"Maybe I ''should'' hire you. Take you somewhere and show you just how old and oafish I am." You smirk, drawing closer to Luxa.

"I'd like to see that, you old geezer!" Luxa laughs.

"Yeah, well maybe you will." You respond. Force, this reminds you of the old days with Leia...

"Just put the credits in my hand. Then we can go prove how ''big'' a man you are." Luxa purrs, the challenge written all over her face. 

Do you pay up? 

*[[TFA: Give Luxa your credits.]]
*[[TFA: Actually, maybe you will hire the Clawdite.]]

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[[Category: TFA: Story Characters|Solo, Han]]
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TFA: Don't risk it. Unwind with another "dancing girl" instead.

2015-12-28T01:06:59Z

Jessty: Created page with 'You decided against going up to see the Twi'lek. Something in your gut told you not to. And a good deed was it's own reward. That was the motto you lived your life by, right? Of…'

You decided against going up to see the Twi'lek. Something in your gut told you not to. And a good deed was it's own reward. That was the motto you lived your life by, right?

Of course, you were still painfully aroused, and your erection wasn't going to take care of itself. Luckily, Maz's place had you covered. You walked the length of the cantina, admiring the flesh on display. There were humans of every colour in the spectrum, as well as aliens like Twi'leks, Togrutas and Zabraks, as well as some others that sane humans tended not to be attracted to.

Before long, your discerning eye had filtered out the chaff. The wheat you were left with consisted of two beings, one a Zeltron, a famous pleasure species, the other: A Clawdite. Though their true form was beyond offputting, they possessed the power to shapeshift. Something that made their services as prostitutes quite highly prized. 

Who do you pick? 

*[[TFA:The Zeltron.]]
*[[TFA:The Clawdite.]]

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TFA: On Takodana

2015-12-28T00:57:07Z

Jessty:

You walk into the Maz's cantina and grumpily order a drink. Without Leia, and without the Falcon, even the thriving, seedy environment you find yourself in barely interests you.

You look around. Spacers, smugglers, mercs and assassins, from any species you could name, all attempting to unwind after a long time dodging the First Order and fighting for credits. Of course, said relaxation can come in the form of gambling, drink, spice or something a little more intimate.

A particularly obnoxious gungan is availing himself of that last kind of pleasure, really going to town on an unlucky twi'lek dancer. The filthy Naboo denizen's spunk is bubbling out of her nose as the swamp creature fucks her face with unbridled, idiotic glee.

The girl is obviously trying to break away, whether to put some distance between herself and the Gungan, or simply to catch a breath. Whatever her reasoning, the Gungan's having none of it, keeping his cybernetic hands wrapped tightly around her lekku, using the beautiful headtails as makeshift fuckhandles.

With a sigh, you finish your drink and stand up. Women in distress always were your weakness, particularly if they were young and had technicolor skin.

"Hey, maybe it's time you moved along." You warn the Gungan.

He looks up at you, dopey face contorted in an expression that's a mixture of arousal and anger.

"Back off, old man! Mesa pay for thesa girlie, mesa get to use her!" The freakish alien insists.

"Okay, I'm done." You sigh. Drawing back your arm, you clock the gungan. Unsurprisingly, he reels back, releasing his grip on the whore and crumpling to the floor.

The Twi'lek rises, bountiful breasts exposed to all, and scurries behind you.

The Gungan makes to rise, to retaliate, but you whip back your jacket, revealing your blaster. Instead, he crawls off, defeated.

"Thank you!" The Twi'lek beams, catching you on the wrist.

"Don't mention it." You say coolly, all the while hoping she does the opposite.

"But sir, you saved my dignity from any further bruising, and possibly my life!" The alien coos, leaning up to kiss you on the cheek. You ''really'' could have done without that after what she'd just been subjected to.

"Really, it was nothing." You say, casually wiping yourself off with your sleeve.

"It most certainly was not!" She insists. "I'm Erosha, tell you what, why don't you wait ten minutes and then meet me in Room 13? I know exactly how I can thank my new hero!"

You can't help but feel a stirring in your loins as you hear that, one that's compounded by the swaying of the emerald green beauty's hips as she heads off to freshen up. Hell, it's been a long time for you.

You can't shake the feeling something's not right here, though. It's a sort of smuggler's intuition, one that's saved your life hundreds of times over the decades. It could be a trap, or a con. Twi'lek slavegirls in next to nothing were a tried and true method of luring in unsupecting marks. 

What do you decide to do? 

*[[TFA: Throw caution to the wind. You've got a date with a hot Twi'lek!]]
*[[TFA: Don't risk it. Unwind with another "dancing girl" instead.]]

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Talk:TFA: Yep. Say goodbye to your stuff, and possibly your life.

2015-12-28T00:52:21Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Okay, I even depressed myself writing that. Let's go write a chapter where Han nails an awesome hooker! - Jessty.'

Okay, I even depressed myself writing that.

Let's go write a chapter where Han nails an awesome hooker!

- Jessty.

TFA: Yep. Say goodbye to your stuff, and possibly your life.

2015-12-28T00:50:29Z

Jessty: Created page with 'So enraptured are you in O'takha's deft hands and Erosha's sparkling green eyes, that you don't notice one of those red hands slip away from your member and creep to your throat …'

So enraptured are you in O'takha's deft hands and Erosha's sparkling green eyes, that you don't notice one of those red hands slip away from your member and creep to your throat until you feel the prick of the blade at it.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" You whisper, glancing back at O'takha.

"Since you were stupid enough to wander in here, I guess I can spell it out: We're robbing you, gramps." The second Twi'lek skin red like some mythical devil laughs in your ear.

"This can't be right! Erosha, I saved you." You stammer, looking back to your green associate.

"Saved me from what, exactly? A sore throat?" Erosha asks, bringing her hand out from behind her lower back. She's produced a tiny holdout blaster pistol from somewhere. Of course, given how she's wearing precisely nothing, you can take a pretty accurate guess as to where it came from. She levels it at you.

"We stage a little throatfucking. Slam-Slam's a friend of mine. When he pounds my mouth like that, it never fails to draw some wannabe Jedi Knight, looking to save the day. And naturally, he's perfectly willing to believe I'll repay his kindness with some time inside me." Erosha admits.

"I'm here to make sure you're fleeced before that ever happens." O'takha tells you.

"We're gonna take everything from you, human." Erosha continues. "Your ship, your cargo, every last credit. I even want the clothes off your back."

"Maybe we'll let you keep your cum." O'takha laughs, fondling your heavy balls.

Of course, Erosha's content to start by ripping your blaster off your belt. Now you have two pistols pointed in your face. Great.

"Turn out his pockets, sis." Erosha bids her partner in crime. Being very careful to keep the knife to your throat, O'takha obliges, frisking you as thoroughly as only a scoundrel can and dropping everything at a pile before your feet. Your credit chips, every little trinket and curio you had on your person, and most importantly, the keys and codes to your ship.

"Hope your ship's in better condition than you are." Erosha jokes. "What are you flying, greyhair?"

Hoping to come out of this situation with something, anything, you coolly tell her you're flying a ship you saw landed by some particularly vicious Trandoshan slavers.

"I don't believe you." Erosha insists. Raising the holdout, she jams the barrel into your mouth. The... unique flavor of the metal pretty much confirms you were right about it's hiding place. You want to gag, but it seems unwise with a blaster tickling your tonsils. "The truth this time."

Shit, you mentally curse. You know better than to lose your life over a ship.

"Mmkay, Mmkay, Mll Mell You!" You insist, your words garbled by the weapon.

"Good." Erosha smiles smugly as you tell her about your actual ship. You can tell she enjoys the reversal of power in these situations.

"Y'happy now?" You say, hands at your side, lest the red one cut your throat.

"Uh, remember what I said about the clothes off your back?" She reminds you. You roll your eyes, not believing she was being literal. The way O'takha pushes you forward tells you she is.

"Look at it this way," Erosha laughs cruelly, blasters still trained on you as her partner strips you. "A smoking hot Twi'lek's ripping your clothes off. Maybe you can have a really good wank over that in the poorhouse."

"I think he needs a really good wank now, or his balls are gonna explode!" O'takha jeers as she removes your pants and gathers up your clothes.

"We'll have to run in a second, but maybe we can send in Slam-Slam? Those prosthetics of his aren't just for combat, believe us." Erosha informs you. Through all this humiliation, you remain hard. What can you say? It's been a really, really long time.

"One last thing. We can't have a naked old man running after us. Get on the bed." Erosha orders you.

"I'm goin', I'm goin'" You scowl, lying down on the bed. Going into a bedside cabinet, the ladies produce four sets of durasteel binders and shackle your arms and legs in place.

"Thank the Force for johns and their perversions!" Erosha giggles, tightening the last cuff around your wrist.

O'takha's busy gathering up "your" possessions as Erosha leans in for a last goodbye.

"Tell you what, since you've been such a good boy, maybe I ''won't'' tell Slam-Slam you're in here all locked-up and... vulnerable." She says, eyes twinkling with a malice she'd expertly hidden until now.

"You're a real piece of work, you know that, you stinky green schutta!" You rant. "When I get out of here, I'm gonna skullfuck you both worse than-"

Erosha halts your stream of enraged abuse by gagging you with her discarded panties. Taping over your mouth, she ensures the black undergarment prevents you from screaming for help.

"Look on the bright side, lover." Erosha says, stroking your silvery hair. "If fortune smiles on you, you may even earn back what you just had right before you die of old age!"

And with that, and everything you owned in their arms, Erosha and O'takha walked out of Room 13.

You thrashed against your restraints and screamed into the Twi'leks panties. The wormheads would be out of the system before anyone even knew you were in here.

Your cock still ached for a release you were in no position to give it.

How could this happen to you? You were smarter than this! You were Han Solo! You made the Kessel Run in less than 12 parsecs! You flew at the destruction of the first Death Star!

You prayed they didn't send Slam-Slam in. 

'''The End''' 

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TFA: Throw caution to the wind. You've got a date with a hot Twi'lek!

2015-12-27T23:27:50Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Okay, you may not be thinking clearly, but who would in your situation? Your last time was with Leia, and while you still found General Organa attractive, her days of being in th…'

Okay, you may not be thinking clearly, but who would in your situation? Your last time was with Leia, and while you still found General Organa attractive, her days of being in the same league as Twi'lek dancing girls ended not long after the second Death Star.

Ordering another drink, you wait around in the cantina for ten minutes, checking the time an embarrassing number of times, before heading up to Room 13. Maybe it's the alcohol in your system, but you can't stop thinking about what you'll soon be doing to the gorgeous green goddess.

You make yourself known, and Erosha bids you to come in.

"Hello, there." She smiles. "Glad you decided to... come."

She's divested herself of her dancing garb. The collection of black straps left little to your imagination, but being able to see every inch of her naked flesh is still delightful.

"That part normally comes shortly after." You smirk, stepping towards her.

"Hopefully not too shortly." Erosha responds with a smirk of her own, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll see what I can do." You promise. "I'm not gettin' any younger."

"There's one thing you should know before we get started, though." Erosha begins, pulling close to give you a quick kiss.

"Oh yeah? What's that?" You say, almost slurring. Horny Twi'lek might be your favourite intoxicant.

"'Rosha didn't think she could properly thank you by herself." A second, equally lovely female voice comes from behind you, as a lovely pair of bright red hands snake around your hips and into the front of your pants.

"I thought I might bring O'takha in to help me out. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" Erosha asks with a purr.

"Sister, he's as hard as durasteel!" O'takha assures her friend as her fingers close around your member.

You glance over your shoulder at the unexpected guest. Like Erosha, she's a Twi'lek dancer, curvy and barely dressed. Unlike the beauty in front of you, O'takha's skin is bright red, liberally adorned with black tribal tattoos.

"Hey, I can't help it." You concede. "It's a defence mechanism."

"Oh, you're funny, old human." O'takha smiles, jerking you off ever so slightly. "I think we'll have some fun with you." 

This has gotta be too good to be true, right? 

*[[TFA: Yep. Say goodbye to your stuff, and possibly your life.]]
*[[TFA: Somehow this is actually happening.]]

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TFA: On Takodana

2015-12-27T23:03:14Z

Jessty: Created page with 'You walk into the Maz's cantina and grumpily order a drink. Without Leia, and without the Falcon, even the thriving, seedy environment you find yourself in barely interests you. …'

You walk into the Maz's cantina and grumpily order a drink. Without Leia, and without the Falcon, even the thriving, seedy environment you find yourself in barely interests you.

You look around. Spacers, smugglers, mercs and assassins, from any species you could name, all attempting to unwind after a long time dodging the First Order and fighting for credits. Of course, said relaxation can come in the form of gambling, drink, spice or something a little more intimate.

A particularly obnoxious gungan is availing himself of that last kind of pleasure, really going to town on an unlucky twi'lek dancer. The filthy Naboo denizen's spunk is bubbling out of her nose as the swamp creature fucks her face with unbridled, idiotic glee.

The girl is obviously trying to break away, whether to put some distance between herself and the Gungan, or simply to catch a breath. Whatever her reasoning, the Gungan's having none of it, keeping his cybernetic hands wrapped tightly around her lekku, using the beautiful headtails as makeshift fuckhandles.

With a sigh, you finish your drink and stand up. Women in distress always were your weakness, particularly if they were young and had technicolor skin.

"Hey, maybe it's time you moved along." You warn the Gungan.

He looks up at you, dopey face contorted in an expression that's a mixture of arousal and anger.

"Back off, old man! Mesa pay for thesa girlie, mesa get to use her!" The freakish alien insists.

"Okay, I'm done." You sigh. Drawing back your arm, you clock the gungan. Unsurprisingly, he reels back, releasing his grip on the whore and crumpling to the floor.

The Twi'lek rises, bountiful breasts exposed to all, and scurries behind you.

The Gungan makes to rise, to retaliate, but you whip back your jacket, revealing your blaster. Instead, he crawls off, defeated.

"Thank you!" The Twi'lek beams, catching you on the wrist.

"Don't mention it." You say coolly, all the while hoping she does the opposite.

"But sir, you saved my dignity from any further bruising, and possibly my life!" The alien coos, leaning up to kiss you on the cheek. You ''really'' could have done without that after what she'd just been subjected to.

"Really, it was nothing." You say, casually wiping yourself off with your sleeve.

"It most certainly was not!" She insists. "I'm Erosha, tell you what, why don't you wait ten minutes and then meet me in Room 13? I know exactly how I can thank my new hero!"

You can't help but feel a stirring in your loins as you hear that, one that's compounded by the swaying of the emerald green beauty's hips as she heads off to freshen up. Hell, it's been a long time for you.

You can't shake the feeling something's not right here, though. It's a sort of smuggler's intuition, one that's saved your life hundreds of times over the decades. It could be a trap, or a con. Twi'lek slavegirls in next to nothing were a tried and true method of luring in unsupecting marks. 

What do you decide to do? 

*[[TFA: Throw caution to the wind. You've got a date with a hot Twi'lek!]]
*[[TFA: Don't risk it. Unwind with another dancing girl instead.]]

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TFA: Han Solo

2015-12-27T22:36:12Z

Jessty:

You made bounty-hunting classy, and in your time all the men wanted to be you, and the women wanted to be with you. You've still got some of your old style and you plan to put it to use, so... 
Where do you begin? 
*[[TFA: On the Millennium Falcon]]
*[[TFA: On Takodana]]

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The Force Awakens

2015-12-27T22:24:23Z

Jessty: Redirected page to Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens

#REDIRECT [[Star_Wars_Episode_VII:_The_Force_Awakens]]

Talk:Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens

2015-12-25T02:49:51Z

Jessty:

PLEASE ADD SOMETHING TO THIS PAGE! I am not experienced with this syntax so I am learning as I go. If anyone knows anything about this or wants to write for Episode VII I encourage you and I will try to have it set up for you. 
Cheers, 
CodeSoldier 

Alright I think I have the whole wiki formatting figured out and I've gone back and tried to straighten out the links and pages I've made, and the pages I've created have also been categorized. If you see anything I forgot or just missed go ahead and fix it. 
-CodeSoldier 24/12/15

Okay, it's nothing much, but I've gotten started. Let's write some porn for Episode VII! Coming up next from me: '''Rey: Clone Wars Holoporn Addict!''' 
-Jessty

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2015-12-25T02:43:51Z

Jessty:

TFA: Rey

2015-12-25T02:39:55Z

Jessty:

You've grown up on Jakku, scavenging through the remains of giants from a past age while you await your families return. But a lifetime of scavenging is a boring one, so to escape the boredom you've had some interesting sexual escapades. 
Where do you begin? 
*[[TFA: Scavenging in a large ship hull]]
*[[TFA: In your home on the outskirts of town]]
*[[TFA: Scavenging in a strange derelict walker.]]
*[[TFA: After meeting BB-8]]
*[[TFA: After meeting Finn]]

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TFA: Finn no more. Captain Phasma reprograms you.

2015-12-25T02:37:50Z

Jessty: Created page with '"Consider yourself lucky, FN-2187." Phasma says, deactivating the lightsaber. "Despite all you've done, I'm going to allow you to live, and to continue to devote your life to the…'

"Consider yourself lucky, FN-2187." Phasma says, deactivating the lightsaber. "Despite all you've done, I'm going to allow you to live, and to continue to devote your life to the First Order."

You can barely believe what you hear. Of course, that's nothing compared to what Captain Phasma does next. Bringing herself down on you, Phasma mounts your cock and begins to ride you, staring down at your confused face through her impassive, blank helmet.

"Repeat after me." She drones, working her hips on yours, doing everything she can to tease, to pleasure but to never fully satisfy. One of the Captain's hands presses down on your chest, pinning you in place.

"I re-dedicate myself to the First Order." Phasma begins. You sputter, unable to believe what she's doing. When Phasma stops riding you, you're quick to regurgitate her words.

"I swear to give my life for it's ideals." You repeat.

"Give me your designation." Phasma commands. You falter, so close to shooting your load.

"Designation. Now." Captain Phasma insists, putting a hand to your throat and tightening her grip.

Being squeezed in more ways than one, you're forced to admit that if you ever want to cum, or even to get off your feet again, you must abandon your name, and give Captain Phasma the designation she wants to hear.

"FN-2187" You gasp, feeling the old bonds of the First Order snap back into place.

"Correct, soldier." Phasma notes. She shifts her hips, and before you know it, you're cumming, firing the biggest, messiest load of your life into your commander and sealing your fate.

Her job done, Captain Phasma dismounts you and finds her feet.

"Get decent and ready your weapon, 2187." She orders, gathering up her own armour. "Then take me to the Rebel intruders."

Taking only the briefest of seconds to bask in the loss of your virginity, you tuck your cock away, stand and reach for your blaster. Time to get back to work. 

This is what happened next: 
*[[TFA: Phasma repels the Rebels]] 

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TFA: Phasma overpowers you.

2015-12-25T02:14:50Z

Jessty: Created page with '"Born ready, 2187." Phasma intones, steely resolve evident in her almost robotic tone. Flexing her toned, strong arms, Phasma finally manages to escape her bonds. Freed, the chr…'

"Born ready, 2187." Phasma intones, steely resolve evident in her almost robotic tone.

Flexing her toned, strong arms, Phasma finally manages to escape her bonds. Freed, the chrome trooper moves forward, denying you the once-tantalising prospect of cumming inside her.

Turning on the spot, Phasma faces you, draws back her arm, and sends a right hook your way.

White spots pop in your eyes, and not for the reason you'd wanted. You crumple onto your back. It feels like you've been run over by a Star Destroyer.

"Ugh..." You groan, making to clutch your head. As she snatches something from your belt, then rises to her full height, you're forced to admit one thing.

Captain Phasma is capable of intimidating you almost entirely naked. Supremely capable. As she activates Luke's ancient lightsaber, and holds the point of the blade centimeters from your throat, you despair at your cruel and sudden reversal of fortune.

"I knew you'd slip up sooner or later, "Finn"." Phasma taunts, moving the burning blue blade ever closer to your skin.

"Now, what to do with such a faulty soldier?" She muses. 

What happens next? 
*[[TFA: Phasma makes good on her promise.]] 
*[[TFA: Finn no more. Captain Phasma reprograms you.]] 

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TFA: Pound Phasma's pussy in retaliation

2015-12-25T02:00:14Z

Jessty: Created page with 'You draw your lightsaber. With a hiss, you activate your new toy and deftly slice Phasma's shiny chrome armor from her statuesque body. "FN-2187, desist at once!" Captain Phasma…'

You draw your lightsaber. With a hiss, you activate your new toy and deftly slice Phasma's shiny chrome armor from her statuesque body.

"FN-2187, desist at once!" Captain Phasma insists. The voice, one you obeyed for years in your youth, is persuasive, but not as persuasive as the allure of the chrome trooper's newly bared body.

"Sorry Cap, this has gotta happen!" You tell her. "Y'know, the recruits used to wonder about you. What you looked like under all this armor. Some even thought you were a droid." You tell her.

Sliding a single finger into Phasma's blonde-furred slit, you savor the tightness of her cunt.

"Well clearly, you're not a droid." You marvel.

"2187, I'll have your head for this!" Phasma drones.

"Oh, I'd gladly give you head, Cap, but we don't exactly have the time." You smirk, sucking your former bosses pussy juice off your finger. So far, life in the Resistance was grand.

Holstering your lightsaber, you quickly unbuckle your pants, and press the head of your rock-hard cock against Phasma's cunt.

"Trooper, if you don't stop now, I assure you, you will die by my hand, and it will be agonising." Phasma promises you. Alas, wearing only her chrome helmet, gauntlets and boots, the Captain's robbed of most of her menace.

"Worth. It." You decide, plunging into Phasma's pussy with a grin on your young face.

Reaming Phasma is even better than you imagined. You'd fantasize about it pretty regularly, after she'd drill you to the point of collapse or assign you custodial duties. You and who knows how many others had wanked themselves through Basic on the thought of putting the oversized rustbucket in her place.

Of course, you'd always thought you'd be more likely to be selected as Supreme Leader Snoke's new apprentice than ever get to lay a finger on Phasma's naked body.

You drape your body over hers as you press her into the wall and fuck her like a man possessed. Grunting in delight, your hands roam the conquered trooper's athletic yet curvy body, gripping her ass and fondling her tits. Your frantic breath begins to fog up the back of her helmet.

"Hell... You ready for this, ready Cap? Ready for..." You grunt out whatever you can as you feel your balls begin to tighten. You wish you could have lasted longer, but considering you're nailing your former commander, while on a highest importance mission for the Resistance, you really should be grateful for every second. 
Well, is she ready? 
*[[TFA: You cum inside Phasma.]] 
*[[TFA: Time to take out the trash...]] 
*[[TFA: Phasma overpowers you.]] 

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TFA: Captain Phasma is at your mercy

2015-12-25T01:30:58Z

Jessty: Created page with 'You push Captain Phasma forward. Hands bound behind her back, and her custom, high-powered blaster rifle slung over your shoulder, your former First Order commander is at your me…'

You push Captain Phasma forward. Hands bound behind her back, and her custom, high-powered blaster rifle slung over your shoulder, your former First Order commander is at your mercy. You'd decided with Han and Chewie that she'd be taking a quick trip into the trash compactor.

"When I escape from this, FN-2187, you'll wish I'd had you thrown out an airlock before you even started Basic." Phasma warns you, as you push her into the wall next to the compactor chute. 
Phasma's attitude is as rotten as the whole First Order. Something deep, primal within you starts thinking she deserves something much worse than a dunking in the base's trash: 
*[[TFA: Throw her in, you have a mission to complete and a beautiful scavenger to save!]] 
*[[TFA: Pound Phasma's pussy in retaliation]] 

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TFA: Your return to Starkiller Base

2015-12-25T01:19:53Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Aboard the Millenium Falcon, you, Han Solo and Chewbacca have begun a daring mission to rescue Rey and take down Starkiller Base's shield system. In which situation do you fi…'

Aboard the Millenium Falcon, you, Han Solo and Chewbacca have begun a daring mission to rescue Rey and take down Starkiller Base's shield system. 
In which situation do you find yourself? 
*[[TFA: You rescue Rey]] 
*[[TFA: Captain Phasma is at your mercy]] 

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TFA: FN-2187

2015-12-25T01:17:24Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Raised all your life in the First Order, you've recently graduated from the academy with top marks. Despite this, you have misgivings about life as a Stormtrooper. Where do y…'

Raised all your life in the First Order, you've recently graduated from the academy with top marks. Despite this, you have misgivings about life as a Stormtrooper. 
Where do you start? 
*[[TFA: On Jakku]] 
*[[TFA: Your first time on Takodana]] 
*[[TFA: Your return to Starkiller Base]] 

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TFA: Bring in Captain Phasma to assist you.

2015-12-25T01:00:42Z

Jessty: Created page with 'A dark thought forms in your mind. If the scavenger scum will not succumb to the power of the Dark Side, then perhaps a different tactic is needed. The unyielding might of the Fi…'

A dark thought forms in your mind. If the scavenger scum will not succumb to the power of the Dark Side, then perhaps a different tactic is needed. The unyielding might of the First Order.

And who better to symbolise said might than Captain Phasma? She stands above and apart from any Imperial you've met, in both stature, and skill.

You send for the captain, and soon, you find her distinctive, chrome-armoured silhouette next to yours.

Phasma has long towered above her men. Next to the stripped, abused would-be Jedi, she looks like a giant, a mountain of a woman.

"What do you wish of me, Lord Ren?" Phasma asks, her metallic helm casting a synthesized tone on her imperious voice. She almost sounds like a fearsome battle droid of the Clone Wars. 

A good question, you muse. Deciding on a course of action, you command Captain Phasma to: 
*[[TFA: Remove her armour]] 
*[[TFA: Peg Rey with your lightsaber]] 

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Your ships interrogation room

2015-12-25T00:49:48Z

Jessty:

Having been humiliated by you in The Forest, Rey sits strapped to a chair in your interrogation room. She avoids eye contact and she now knows your true power in the force. You can sense that she hopes your sexual interrogation is over, and she is almost willing to give you the information contained on the map to Luke, but you will have none of that. You will break her. 
Continuing your assault, you: 
*[[TFA: Force your cock down her throat]] 
*[[TFA: Bring out your female prisoner interrogation machine]] 
*[[TFA: Fuck her again]] 
*[[Just ask nicely for the map | TFA: Just ask nicely for the map]] 
*[[TFA: Bring in Captain Phasma to assist you.]] 

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2015-12-25T00:45:55Z

Jessty: Created page with 'I can't believe someone beat me to creating a contents page for The Force Awakens! Here' hoping we can both add some great chapters to it. - User:Jessy'

I can't believe someone beat me to creating a contents page for The Force Awakens! Here' hoping we can both add some great chapters to it. - User:Jessy

TPM:Accept the slaver's offer.

2015-12-15T02:39:47Z

Jessty: Created page with '"We have a deal. My group for one of your slaves." You cave. Your stomach turns, disgusted with what you're doing, but your dick throbs as you cast an eye over the Duros' propert…'

"We have a deal. My group for one of your slaves." You cave. Your stomach turns, disgusted with what you're doing, but your dick throbs as you cast an eye over the Duros' property, their nubile flesh moistened with sweat from the desert suns.

"Agreed. But watch your step, human. I intend to protect what's mine." The alien assures you, priming his blaster.

You lead the way back to Queen Amidala's ship. Between the element of surprise, and some devious usage of mind suppression powers, you're able to subdue the entire crew with minimal resistance. Of course, the psychological effect of seeing one of their comrades practically cleaved in two by a Gamorrean's waraxe may also have broke the Queen's guard's resolve. The Duros chides his employee for wasting a perfectly viable slave.

The fighting over, you help the slavers bind the Naboo and carry them out of the ship. The Duros has his crew seperate them into two piles: One for the fit, muscular guardsmen, another for the beautiful, shapely Handmaidens and their Queen. It's obvious what new careers these groups will be going onto once the slaver unloads them.

"You spoke the truth, Jedi. You've brought me good stock." The red-eyed alien observes.

"And I expect you to keep your word, Duros." You respond, desperately anticipating your reward.

"Of course. Take your pick."

Naturally, it doesn't take you long to decide. You go for the Twi'lek you spied earlier. Her blue skin is captivating, reminiscent of the colour of your lightsaber.

The slaver groans with annoyance at your choice.

"She was to be a toy for a very wealthy Hutt." He complains. "Would have made me rich."

"But not as rich, I think, as the Queen of Naboo and her handmaidens." You say defensively. And of course, you neglect to mention Amidala's short one servant.

"You may have a point." He concedes. "Zuliana, come. You belong to the human now."

The blue-skinned beauty nods demurely, before wordlessly joining you at your side.

The slavers prepare to leave. The guardsmen are forced to their feet and made to walk, hands still bound, under the watchful eye of the slavers. The women, if only because they're worth more money, are freed, stripped and allowed to join the other slaves on the barge.

One, still recognizable as the Queen due to her white and red facepaint, breaks from the group and stands before you.

"How could you do this?!" Amidala demands. "You're a Jedi! A guardian of the Republic, a-"

The Duros raises his hand, and one of the Gamorreans hurls the haughty Queen to the ground, sending her facefirst into the sand. Taking one of her stocking-clad legs, her drags her towards the barge.

"She will have to be broken in first." The Duros notes.

"Oh, I wish I could be there for that." You smirk, imagining Amidala being made to accept her new station.

"We could always use ruthless sorts like you." The Duros offers. "You can find us in Mos Quila in a standard week should you need the work."

"I'll think about it." You tell him.

"You sold out your companions for personal gain. I think you'll do very well on Tatooine regardless." The slaver said. From most, it would come off as back-handed. From a criminal like him, it seemed to be a genuine compliment.

As your left alone (well, give or take your new property), you feel exhilarated. From infancy, you've obeyed the Jedi and their dogma. Arriving on this sandy, vice-filled planet, you've betrayed the Code, and come off pretty well for it. You feel as though you could do anything, though as your eyes are drawn to Zuliana's attractive lekku, full, birthing figure and ragged outfit, doing one thing seems to dominate your newly corrupted mind.

*[[TPM:Take your slave aboard Amidala's now-abandoned yacht.]]

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ANH: Reveal everything. You need Vader's cock!

2014-12-18T03:13:12Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Well, well, well. The attack dog was smooth. Smoother than she'd given him credit for. Pretty audacious, to fuck her like she'd never been fuck before, then pull out as she was o…'

Well, well, well. The attack dog was smooth. Smoother than she'd given him credit for. Pretty audacious, to fuck her like she'd never been fuck before, then pull out as she was on the edge. And to hold the promise of an orgasm out to her like that? Leia would've laughed if she wasn't so horny and conflicted.

Was she really gonna sell out the Rebel Alliance? What she knew could potentially bring down the whole operation, depending on how smart the people who heard it were. And was she gonna betray the only hope for a free galaxy for a fuck with Lord Vader himself?

"Right now, we're based on Yavin IV, hiding out in the Great Temple. If discovered, the plan is to retreat to Thila in the Outer Rim, then develop a more permanent base on Hoth." Princess Leia said breathlessly, proving she was.

Vader rose, demonstrating his supernatural iron will by turning away from the aroused and exposed young princess. As she stared at the back of his gleaming, black helmet, Leia wondered what was on his mind right now. Was he smiling at her expense? Her willingness to betray her comrades?

"Hey, you said you'd fuck me!" Leia insisted, her voice ragged. "You've gotta fuck me..."

*[[ANH: Vader leaves the cell.]]
*[[ANH: Vader returns his attentions to Leia.]]

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Star Wars: The Complete Erotic Saga

2014-12-18T02:29:24Z

Jessty:

Welcome to the Star Wars Erotic Saga! Here you enter the world of the Star Wars universe from any time, vantage point, or sexual fantasy; its up to you! Pick your film, character, and scene and prepare to feel the full power of the Force. Enjoy and may the Force be with you... 
===Prequel Trilogy===
[[Star Wars: The Phantom Menace]] 
[[Star Wars: Attack of the Clones]] 
'''[[Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith]] '''
===Original Trilogy===
[[Star Wars: A New Hope]] 
[[Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back]] 
[[Star Wars: Return of the Jedi]] 
===Sequel Trilogy===
[[Star Wars: The Force Awakens]] 
[[Star Wars: Episode VIII]] 
[[Star Wars: Episode IX]] 
===Expanded Universe===
[[Star Wars: Rebels]] 
[[Star Wars: Clone Wars]] 
[[Star Wars: Expanded Universe]] 
[[Star Wars: Non-Canon]] 
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User:Jessty

2014-12-18T02:24:08Z

Jessty: Created page with 'Hi there! I'm Jessty, but on other sites, I go by the handle '''AlexandraS90'''. I'm an Irish erotic fiction writer, interested in working on erotic CYOA stories, in particular …'

Hi there!

I'm Jessty, but on other sites, I go by the handle '''AlexandraS90'''. I'm an Irish erotic fiction writer, interested in working on erotic CYOA stories, in particular the [[Star Wars: The Complete Erotic Saga]] thread.

You can get in touch with me at theirishapple@gmail.com to talk about my writing, either here or elsewhere on the internet, or in case you want to collaborate, which I'm always up for!

Enjoy reading!

ANH: Moan.

2013-02-15T22:48:01Z

Jessty: Created page with 'You do your best to remain silent, that this blessed abuse might continue. Sadly, your body betrays you, and you find yourself unable to conceal your enjoyment of Vader's unknowi…'

You do your best to remain silent, that this blessed abuse might continue. Sadly, your body betrays you, and you find yourself unable to conceal your enjoyment of Vader's unknowingly incestuous acts.

"Hnnnn... Hhhhhg..." You moan, your chest heaving through your thin white dress, your bottom lip clenched tightly between your teeth.

If it were not for his impenetrable mask, you'd think Vader would be looking puzzled. He backs away from your body a little, his partially mechanical manhood retracting a little.

"My dear princess, perhaps you are not as dead to the will of the Dark Side as you proclaim." Vader says. The blasted cyborg sounds a little amused.

"I say this: Either you reveal to me the location of all Rebel bases, or I will see you never feel such pleasure ever again. Comply, and you will know tenfold what you've already experienced." Vader offers.

*[[ANH: Reveal everything. You need Vader's cock!]]
*[[ANH: Tell him nothing. You'll have to deal with the lack of "torture".]]
*[[ANH: Lie to Vader.]]

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