Prepare for takeoff

"So over there is the cockpit, where I'll be, and over there are the crew quarters, I don't have any other crew members yet so I'm using them for storage right now."

Hera Syndulla monologued about her ship while Ahsoka listened. The young Jedi was neither bored nor uninterested in what her host was saying, but she had her own priorities at the moment.

"Um Hera," Ahsoka finally spoke up.

"Yes Master Jedi," The Twilek excitedly replied.

"I'm not actually a mas- oh never mind. Look this is all very interesting, but could you get me something to wear?"

Ahsoka Tano was still naked. Even more so then before. They had entered the Ghost via the cargo hold, and the only way onto the ship proper was up a ladder. So Ahsoka had yet again been **** to abandon her cover, leaving the Astromech shell behind, and was now standing in the middle of Hera's ship butt naked.

"Right, sorry guess I got a little too excited about having a guest especially a Jedi guest." Hera said.

"It's fine," Ahsoka said cupping her breasts in her hands, "this isn't the worst position I've been in today."

"Well I think I have at least one spare jumpsuit around here." Hera said, "And, from the look of things I'd say we're about the same size."

"Ha I guess so," Ahsoka smiled awkwardly.

"Ok it's in one of these storage rooms. Now which one did I dump it in?"

As Hera wondered, A stocky Astromech droid sped into the room.

"Chopper?" Hera asked, "what's the problem?"

"Wah Wah Wah."

"Oh no!"

"What's wrong." Ahsoka asked.

"The Empire's about to close the port!" Hera yelled, "Their probably searching for you. We have to leave now."

"Well don't let me stop you." Ahsoka said as the two ran into the ships cockpit. Hera quickly sat down and started preparing for takeoff as Ahsoka stood behind her.

"How much time do we have?" Ahsoka asked.

"Don't know. Chopper splice into the closest Imperial chatter." Hera ordered.

"Wah wah," The droid replied hooking into a wall terminal. Not long after voices started coming through.

"Reports say they saw the Jedi run into this hanger we've got her." A Stormtrooper-esque voice said through the terminal.

"Oh no," Ahsoka said. Just then the hanger doors opened up and a full squadron of stormtroopers ran in.

"There she is," One yelled, "In the cockpit."

"Wow look at those tits." Another said, "The target IS an exhibitionist Jedi."

Ahsoka squealed and immediately went back to covering her exposed chest in embarrassment.

"Hera," she whispered, "get us out of here."

"No problem," Hera replied as the Ghost started to lift off the ground. The Stormtrooper squadron opened fire on the ship but it was too late. The Ghost flew out of the hanger and into the open sky.

"Oh thank the ****," Ahsoka signed, "I though I was a goner for a second there."

"Never underestimate my ship," Hera replied.

"Aye aye Captain Hera," Ahsoka said with a salute, "So about that flightsuit?"

"Oh right. Why don't you go wait in the lounge. I'll send Chopper to retrieve it."

"Wah wah wah" Chopper protested.

"Yes you will."

"Wah wah"

"No we can't just leave her naked"

"Wah wah?"

"Because your a droid. No one cares that your naked!"

As the two argued, Ahsoka made her way to the ship's lounge and sat on its large couch. The cool leather felt kinda nice on Ahsoka's naked ass. She crossed her legs and waited for the droid to arrive with her clothing.

"This is taking longer then expected," She said wondering about the holdup. Bored Ahsoka decided to scoot over to the center of the couch. Once again Ahsoka felt a cool sensation course through her body as she moved.

"Hmmm," Ahsoka moaned slightly.

Looking around for a second to make sure no one was around, she began subtly rubbing her butt and back on the cool rubber as a goof. Ahsoka giggled at herself for doing something so ridiculous. For the first time since leaving the Wookie Monastery she felt comfortable naked. It was ironic considering she was about to finally get properly dressed. For a moment Ahsoka considered spending her trip aboard the Ghost in the buff, but quickly abandoned the idea when she remembered the seemingly endless humiliations she had suffered that day.

"Wah wah?"

Ahsoka jumped at the sound of Hera's droid. He had finally arrived carrying the flightsuit Hera had promised her in the small arm that came out of his head. Ahsoka remained quiet for a minute unsure of what to say.

"This is a comfortable couch" She finally said with an awkward smile.

"Wah," Chopper replied indifferently. He held the folded jumpsuit up in Ahsoka's direction. The young Jedi quickly scooted back out of the booth, walked up to the Droid and took the jumpsuit. She abandoned the idea of staying nude and became excited to get dressed. She unfolded the suit and held it against her nude body. Ahsoka smiled realizing it was just the right size.

Ahsoka unzipped the back and prepared to don the first real outfit she had in months, but stopped at the last minute. She sensed something, something dark coming from the cargo hold. Her Jedi instinct told her to investigate. So jumpsuit still in hand she approached the door to the hold. The dark feeling getting stronger as she approached. Ahsoka cautiously moved towards the open controls unsure of what was waiting for her.