A person, or two

Padme turned around and saw a homeless man staring at her. She paused, then tried to walk around him, but he cut her off. She told him to move, but he just smiled, showing more gum than teeth.

He was old, maybe 60, short and very fat. He was filthy and Padme could smell him even though he was several feet away. She turned to go back the way she came, only to see his friend standing behind her. He, too, was smiling at her. He was taller than his friend, but maybe just as old. He was not as fat though. As Padme stood there, she wondered how they could be so fat but homeless. It was obvious they were not missing any meals.

“Hello there, sweetie,” The tall one said. “You look lost.”

“Let us help you out,” The short one replied.

Padme began to feel uneasy. As he walked closer, she began to back up, right into the other man. She looked around and realized she was alone, in a dark alley, with two degenerates. As she turned to look at the short man, the taller one had pulled her to the side, out of sight. The short one started squeezing her breasts through her thin, gold bra. Her nipples became erect and pierced through the fabric. The tall man, while holding her hands behind her back with one hand, reached under her panties with the other one. He lifted it and began rubbing her bare ass. She started to buck and kick.

“I’m a senator from Naboo! You will release me or face consequences!” Padme yelled.

He then started smelling her. He smelled her hair and her neck. Then he got down on his knees and lifted the red fabric that covered her and placed his nose on her pussy. She could feel his hot, foul breath on it.