She does.

“Go.” Obi waved off Annie.

“Where?”

“Anywhere but here.” Annie looked for an additional explanation but Obi was already removing her robes. With a huff, the younger Jedi left the room.

—-

Palpatine left the confines of the chancellor’s office, pulling the heavy robes over her face. She took a moment to first admire the statue of Sistros. Little did the Jedi know that her lightsaber was contained with. Moving silently through the halls, Palpatine went down to the garage and her personal unmarked speeder. Only then did she breathe easy; releasing a portion of power. Beneath her robes her cock unfurled slightly. Even though it was a mere fraction of its full size, it felt good to let it out.

Holding in such power took an incredible effort on her part. Even more than clouding the galaxy in the haze of sexual energy and darkness. If Palpatine released Her entire power, she wasn’t sure even the planet would survive. Not that she cared, but the thought of planetary sized cock and balls, hers, being the center of the galaxy pleased the Sith to no end.

That may come later. Setting the speeder to auto, she pulled out her holoprojector replaying the message her daughter had sent her.

“Master,” Padme begin. “I have been informed that Annie is to be knighted. This may complicate matters as she will have increased duties and may be further away from our machinations.

“I am onroute to Corellia now. The Jedi offered me a companion but I declined for now. I will assess the situation and report back.”

The projection flickered out and Palpatine leaned back in her chair as the speeder continued its course. It would indeed complicate matters, but such things can be turned to an advantage. The autopilot beeped, signaling the terminus of its flight.

Far away from the Senate building there were districts that the Jedi dare not go. They were far from dangerous but a campaign of misinformation had led the Jedi to believe that there was no worth in exploring the 1313 district. With a soft thud her airspeeder set down. Palpatine pulled her robes closely around her. No one cared who you were here, but she was not one to take chances. Despite the neon holos and advertisements, she was just another face in the crowd.

After several minutes of walking she pushed into a nondescript building. Unlike the normal facade out front, the interior was plush and royal. Fitting for visiting dignitaries that needed to cover their indiscretions. Palpatine filtered past the front desk without even a murmur. No one questioned her. Just a wave of her anonymous card would charge a front corporation for Frontier consulting. Soon she was at her destination.

Sly Moore was already waiting. Bald with pale skin and a severe stare, many assumed she was chaste if not a complete sadist. Palpatine knee however that she was a raging torrent of emotions, and able to manipulate those around her. Passion, lust, and deviancy all exuded from her lover. Sly’s naked body was splayed over the bed; her white skin contrasting with the red silk sheets. “No foreplay today?”

“I need your cock bad today.” Sly slid open her legs to reveal her waiting slit. “Fuck me hard Chancellor.”

—-

Hands flew to her member, pumping it for dear life while Ventress’s tongue danced around the slit, lapping up her precum as soon as it appeared. It was cute how she looked, sucking on her member like it was a lollipop. Her modest breasts heaving as she gulped down the river of cum that Obi’s mammoth member was leaking. Already it was beyond the 17 inch size it started; rapidly approaching 2 feet of thick pussy pleasing cock. Veins crisscrossed the length; pulsing with blood as it continually swelled it size.

Ventress started using the **** on her own body as she continued her ****. Her attention was rapt on her breasts. With every lick they swelled larger and larger. Starting at a B-Cup, her tits descended with every lick. Already they were well past D-Cups, swelling ever larger but not unappealing. Instead, they retained an amount of firmness belying their size.

“It goes even faster if I’m inside.” Obi told her. Knowing Ventress’s control of the **** could shatter with a hard fucking. Without a speaking, Ventress moved around until she was positioned over the ever-growing member. One hand steadied the cock as she slowly lowered herself down. Her own rock hard cock swelled with every beat of her heart; her previous orgasms doing little to impair her.

Immediately Ventress came. Her head thrown back as the head of the 30 inch cock pressed its’ way inside. Her breathing went ragging as more member slipped inside. Her cock seized once and spat her Nightsister cum across the room even as Ventress’s body reshaped itself to accommodate her organ; bone and vitals reorganized to allow the now 35 inch tool to slip inside. There was a fair bit of the **** involved as well, by all accounts the head of Obi’s colossal cock should be up near her neck. Instead it felt like it was still buried deep inside her, a pocket dimension of dick and cunt ensuring both would be satisfied.

Her tits kept growing as she tried to bounce up and down on the prestigious member, her body unable to cope yet with her radical change. Her breasts took on a teardrop shape as they swelled larger, eclipsing her narrow waist as they went. Obi was pleased as the mammaries eclipsed her body; coming to sit on her chest before spilling to either side of her. her hands sunk into the soft, pliable flesh as theyincreased in size.

Obi’s hands rolled over Asajj’s turgid nipples, each nub several inches long now, growing in size to remain semi proportional to the massive mammaries. Ventress paused as she pulled on them, her body locked in place as her mind struggled to cope with the wave of pure pleasure that cascaded over her. Her eyes were almost anime level huge, her mouth looked into an O as her body rebooted.

Still, her body kept changing as control of the **** waned, her ass would be the stuff of legends; both soft and firm at the same time, her hands sunk in but also give loud *thwap* when it was smacked. Yet, there was something else going on. Obi had long since stopped directing the changes to the hyper busted and bootied Nightsister. She was feeding off her own wants and desire. It was Ventress that kept enlarging her own body to these proportions. Even as she kept bouncing upon her cock her brain commanded a larger figure. Her pace was slowing though, their position was getting too much for the vixen.

Obi **** her back and switched position. Instead of Ventress bouncing up and down upon her cock, which was an increasingly difficult position for the busty forcing using futa, she moved her so she was on her knees. It was her favorite position. Ventress’s body rested on her monumental breasts. She had to admit that she looked adorable in that position; her ass sticking up and out while the rest of the body rolled on her tits. her hand again left a red mark as he smacked it across that butt. What Obi didn’t know is that the position was one of submission. A Nightsister taking this position was considered at the mercy of her fellows. Still, Ventress was in no position to tell Obi. Nor would she anyway despite the thrill it gave her.

With her cock still buried inside her, Obi grabbed two handfuls of swollen booty and started pumping. She resisted at first, but that soon melted away to pleasure. Her body rocked in time, synchronizing to her actions; meeting her thrusts with pushes of her own. Her words went from encouragement to swearing to a series of moans and coos that rose and fell with her unending series of orgasm.

Her balls swelled dramatically as they fucked. No longer were they orange sized orbs; now they were easily the size of basketballs. The two cum factories sloshed with every thrust; a constant stream of jizz at the ready. Every time she bottomed out into the oversized as her balls smacked Ventress’s thighs.

“I'm gonna cum” Obi manage through strained teeth. Her balls were bubbling and her own pleasure was building up. It was like trying to hold back the ocean with a broom.

She gave one last thrust, her hardest yet, and let go. her testicles seized the chance, pulling close before dropping; unleashing a wave of spunk and pleasure that always gave her the chills. Obi’s skin puckered as all her energy shot out of her cock into her immobile partner.

Ventress’s eyes rolled back in her head as she experienced her last, and largest orgasm. Her entire body shook as gallons of spunk pumped into her body. Despite all logic or reason, 40 inches of cock jerked and unloaded, the entire 6 inch thick member refusing to soften before Obi’s balls were completely drained. She let out a piercing scream that would have detonated the station had the room not been sealed.

Ventress’s belly bulged as she struggled to absorb all of Obi’s spunk. As if to punctuate the situation, her breast swelled larger than ever. Her tits were more than willing to take her abused sex couldn’t. Her own cock continual spewed cum that splashed between her tits and far wall. Finally, her cock seemed to run out of steam; a final spurt and she was spent. The damage was done however.

Obi gave her ass one final squeeze. “Ready to talk?”