"Durga, I want to watch you breed the Princess"

You say with a sultry stare, covered in his thick cum.

"Ah my little khankee," he looks down at you, placing a finger in your mouth, as you obediently suckle it. "Unfortunately our anatomies are not compatible, and you have a mission to get to."

He begins to sloppily and slurpily sit up, ready to clean off and move on with the day.

"Not so fast Durga," you say with a giggle, looking up at the Hutt you have grown to love, and you know loves you in return. "I found this bottle on one of my missions..."

Durga is interested, suddenly. You produce the bottle labeled "Hutt Breeding Fluids."

"I tested it," you say, spreading your legs and pushing up your generous breasts for his viewing pleasure. "It's the genuine artifact. I traced its origin to a black market biochemist on Corellia."

Leia looks on in a post-coital haze, slowly grasping what is being said. She looks uncomfortable with the idea, but already resigned to being Durga's.

"Here, pretty little Leia, take a sip," you say, grabbing her hair gently, and opening her mouth with your finger. You then reach for the bottle, and let her take a big gulp.

"The effects should be nearly instantaneous," you say with a smirk, as you look down at Durga's fat bitchtaming rod, already erect and pulsing. You sneak behind Leia, holding her in place and spreading her in legs as she groans with submissive ecstasy. You feel Durga slurp into her form, penetrating her, thrusting into her over and over as you stare up at the roof, your body rocked in the action. You smile as your Durga breeds this pretty little creature, and you wonder what kind of heir she'll produce for his Empire. You begin to think, you might want to let Durga knock you up. After all, wouldn't you want your child to rule the empire after he's gone?