New tactics

As Padme lay awake underneath the expensive silk sheets of her soft bed, she racked her brain trying to come up with a way to get the Trandoshans to listen to reason. There was just one idea that continued to jump out to her. When she was just fourteen years of age, she had to convince the leader of the Gungans, Boss Nass, to use his armies against the Trade Federation, for the good of her people. Boss Nass was very intrigued by the fact that the ruler of the Naboo would ask him for help but in order to prove her sincerity, he **** her to have sex with himself, and after the battle, any surviving soldier that wanted a crack at her. Since that day, Padme had come to realize what a strong ally her sexuality was and that she could use it to control men.

Padme had of course noticed her Trandoshan companions staring at her cleavage all day. She knew if she would attempt to sway them with her body, that they would take the bait. The only thing holding her back was she didn't know if she had the guts to pull it off.

The next morning, Padme put on her most provocative outfit to the wear to the negotiations, an incredibly short red silk dress that barely managed to cover the bottom of her ass cheeks. In the front, the dress was slit down the middle, exposing the inner-halves of her taut breasts. She topped it all off by painting her fingernails and toenails red, applying dark red lipstick to her pouty lips, and throwing on a pair of four-inch red heels.

Checking herself out in the mirror, Padme couldn't help but stare. She could not believe how seductive she looked. She knew she was every man's wet dream and she was going to use it to her advantage.