New Clothes

The lithe **** girl had a surprisingly strong grip as she pulled Padme towards the stairs leading to the lower deck.

Padme was more than a little worried about what Jabba's favorite **** girl outfit would be, but there was no time to ask about it. A few moments later, they arrived on the lower deck, and Abi'lar'ar pulled her into a small cabin.

"Strip, Senator Amidala!" Abi'lar'ar told her as she began pulling things out of a closet. "Hurry!"

Padme bristled a moment at the command, then realized she was just trying to help. The Separatist ship would be arriving in minutes. It was possible they might even have already seen her on the upper deck. Padme quickly began stripping off her gun belt, gray jumpsuit, and black boots. Then she saw what the Twi'lek had laid out for her.

"I can't wear that!" Padme declared in horror as she stared at the durasteel gold bra-thing, matching waist belt, and strips of lashaa silk.

"Everything else is about the same," Abi'lar'ar replied, gesturing towards the racks of outfits.

Padme followed her gesture, and saw an assortment of silks, durasteel, and nerfhide.

"And the Separatists are almost here," Abi'lar'ar said.

"Fine," Padme replied resignedly.

"Now take off your panties," she instructed her. "Master Jabba's slaves don't wear panties," she explained as she pulled aside a strip of lashaa silk to reveal her own naked blue pussy.

Padme muttered a curse to herself as she pulled her black thong down her legs.

Padme took off her panties, and with Abi'lar'ar's help, put on the gold waist belt. There were four wide strips of purple lashaa silk hanging down, which mostly covered her essentials. Then Abi'lar'ar helped her put on the gold bra-thing. It covered far less than Padme would have liked, but enough that she wasn't completely naked.