The Ways of the are Sticky

Lucy was hesitant to part with the staff and rifle she'd built during her year as the Sex Demigoddess of the Sand People. But a weapon that could deflect blasters and cur through most metals was a good weapon to obtain.

Ben was quick to correct any flubs, but she was no novice either. Staff to sword wasn't one for one, but it had allowed her to learn the importance of stances and footwork already. The blonde had also already started reaching out with the ****, thanks to Shmi confirming the Jedi and their abilities were real.

Watching the blonde cumdump move quickly turned the old Jedi on and reminded him of happier times.

"Lucy, perhaps you'd like to know about Ahsoka Tano? She was your father’s exotic teenage alien apprentice, a fine piece of jailbait from a more civilized age. She had the tightest body and the perkiest little breasts in the galaxy; barely legal in most systems. Anakin and I used to doubleteam her at the end of every successful campaign during the Clone Wars. We’d even have the entire 501st run a train over her, part of official Jedi training of course. In time, she learned how to handle a meatsaber better than anyone in the Jedi Temple. She wore a miniskirt every day so we told her there were no panties in space, and since she was constantly doing acrobatics you’d get a glimpse of her fat orange pussy mid fight as she’d do a flip while slicing a B2 Super Battledroid in half. It was hardening. We taught her to grip her weapon backwards like a dildo and she constantly got captured by pirates and slavers almost every other day. It was ridiculous, she got so used to being filled with dick she made choices purely to see herself impaled on dick. And she was a good friend." There was more to be said, but Lucy looked ready to burst from sexual need and-

"You've had enough time with Blonde Slutwalker! She's mine now!" Sebulba growled, flanked by his two matronly Twi'lek slaves.

Ann and Tann stripped the moaning Slutwalker before dressing her up like them, in a yellow netting sleeveless bodystocking. Theirs had become more sheer as time went on and Lucy's was the same. Her nipples and clit poked out.

Under Sebulba's gaze, the two blue women groped and fondled the Jedi Slut until she was dripping, drooling, dizzy with lust.

The pair pushed Lucy face first into Sebulba's hard cock and held her their until they heard a loud snort. Then the blonde had her face in one Twi'lek pussy, then the other's. The swollen blue cunts got wetter and wetter while Lucy was **** to imprint the smell of Sebulba's cock right into her brain.

Whenever she made either Ann or Tann cum, they offered Lucy a collar, to be a ****. But Lucy's growing dependence on Dug cock was still outdone by her slutty need to be dicked by anything and anyone she could be dicked by.

~

Shmi was enjoying the double pleasure of getting to watch what C3PO got up to after he left Tatooine, and getting to benefit from his experience and further enhancements.

Padme was barely conscious, on her back as C3PO flooded her ass with synthetic jizz. Elsewhere on the oversized bed, her friends Sabe and Dorme were completely gone, face down ass up with their eyes rolled back, jaws slack, and buttholes leaking more cum than they could handle.

C3PO rolled Shmi onto her front and lifted her onto all fours. There was a click and a second cock emerged from his crotch. They easily slid into the elder Slutwalker's ass and pussy and she cried out as another orgasm went nlasting through her body. There was no question, the Bitchbreaker Mode was a complete success and Shmi was never switching it off.

~

Ben came back from watching a holovid of Padme and her Body Doubles fucking Jar Jar Binks, who would have guessed his clumsiness was a cover so he could stay behind and fuck all the soldiers' wives, girlfriends, mothers, sisters, and daughters?

Lucy was in a sorry state, bent like a pretzel with her overstuffed pussy leaking cum. The Dug's jizz slid down her large cum-belly, onto her tits, and covered her mindfucked face. Still no collar.

"I feel pregnant..." Lucy mumbled happily, rubbing her sticky belly. Ben thought about the dangers they were to face and remembered past adventures.

"I can fix that." At the horrified look on Lucy's face, Ben amended what he said, "by which I mean, there is a **** Technique to guarantee and speed up breeding. Popping out your baby by the end of the week." Indeed, **** Breeding was a technique that could be used on or by a life-form capable of carrying young.

Created during darker times , when **** Users were on the brink of extinct- snicker okay, it was a Sith who crashed on a planet. The local population thought she was a God and wanted Demigods, and wouldn't help her without a baby from her. Not wanting to spend years popping out younglings, the Sith enhanced her womb... then did spend years popping out younglings because she got addicted to being pregnant.

**** Breeding had been very useful during the Clone Wars. Anakin's Padawan, Ahsoka Tano had both a Human and a breeding fetish and the only way to actually have her on the field was teaching her the technique.

In a flash, Lucy was on her knees in front of Ben and sucking his cock. Her desire to learn shining through her eyes.

~

Nearly two weeks after their departure from Tatooine, Lucy was pregnant for the second time. Sebulba was fondling her milky tits with all four hands while she moaned lustily, a bell hanging from her collar chimed with every move. It was while looking at her first son with "Sebby" that she finally have in and agreed to be his collared bitch. Between her legs, Shmi licked away while Ben fucked her ass. The Eldest Slutwalker was pregnant for the second time too, though the first was Sebulba's, the father of her current unborn was Ben, who had already said he'd be naming Qui-Gon.

While the Dug had allowed another to breed Shmi, he would not tolerate any other breeding his new ****.

~

Vader was unsure how he'd been restricted to his quarters, but he had. Even his attempts to reach out with the **** had been... restrained. It was only on accident that he'd neared his door enough to open it and seen that not only was it no longer locked, but he could venture out from it. That was immediately followed by the feeling of the Emperor's Presence in the ****. His Master was here?!

The Sith Cyborg was quick to amend his path, heading for the docking area instead of the command center. The sensors in his armour and his own ability to sense with the **** burned new knowledge into him as he traversed the corridors.

Sex.

Copious amounts of sex.

Everywhere.

Every corner and room save his own.

What was going on?!

~Meanwhile...

Tarkin stood at attention as his Emperor arrived. Both ways.

Leia and Lucy, the Twin Daughters of Darth Vader, were reunited after nineteen years... on their knees and passionately kissing each other and Tarkin's cock.

Their pregnant bellies rubbed together, Lucy having used **** Breeding to speed up Leia's pregnancy to roughly even with hers. Tarkin was looking forward to meeting his daughter.

The Imperial Yacht opened and the first to disembark were the Bimbotroopers, the Emperor's specially trained fuckslaves. They trotted on high heels to join the Stormtroopers, kneeling down beside Shmi Skywalker and Hana Solo. The pregnant duo were happy to have the help.

The Emperor was cloaked in darkness and power as usual. Tarkin reported on the arrival of the Slutwalkers; a quartet of Human sluts that were being put to use, a Wookie, Dug, and two Twi'lek were in the diplomatic meeting room waiting until the Emperor was ready to tolerate non-humans, and a wanted Jedi. The illusive General Kenobi was in a cell, waiting for judgement.

Flanking the Emperor was the Emperor's Daughter, in her mini-cloak and an outfit that looked closer to lingerie and fishnets, she was rubbing her still flat belly as though there was something... special in there. The other was clearly a Bimbotrooper but... senior? She didn't look much older then the others, but there was more light and intelligence in her eyes than the usual mindless fuckdolls.

Padme swaggered over to her eldest daughters and joined in the oral worship of Tarkin. While the pregnant twins sucked on a large testicle, their mother took the Imperial Officer's cock down her throat.

With an approving nod from her Daddy, Rey joined her mother and half-sisters, kneeling behind Tarkin and rimming the man who'd been the first to impregnate Leia since the Princess of Alderaan became a slut.

It was this that Darth Vader arrived to find. His wife! Padme was alive! And seeing her, he noticed similarities in the three teens she was with. Two had some of Padme's and his look, bit the third had the look of Padme and... and the Emperor.

And they were on their knees for Tarkin!?

A loud cry pulled him away from the terrible sight and a worse visual presented itself. His mother!!! His mother was dead,she died I his arms and he slaughtered those damned Sand People-

"F-fuuuck! Yes! Pound my holes! They've gotten so tight on the Lars Farm, stretch meee out!"

Memories long repressed come to mind and he sees the Emperor watching him. In seconds, he activates his Lightsaber and rushes his Master.

A lightning bolt fries him and his eyes close.

For Now...

~

Ben entered the room in confusion. He could sense that somewhere on the station was his former Padawan.

He'd been in a cell until Shmi appeared and drained his balls. Now...

The Emperor... Darth Sidious... Sheev  Palpatine. And Padme? She looked... doll like. She was in fantastic shape for someone he age, ridiculously so. But while Shmi's appearance was a miracle of rhe ****, Padme's appearance was clearly the work of science and, he would guess, some Sith Alchemy or Sorcery.

Palpatine was glaring across the table, at Lucy, who was being fondled by Sebulba and still dressed like the Dug's other slaves. The Sith seemed to brighten when he saw Ben.

"Ah, so it does work as I had forseen." Confused, Ben was guided to a screen and saw he was... not a wrinkly old man. Not quite the youthful General Kenobi of the Clone Wars, but not far off.

So that was why the Emperor had left the Imperial Palace. He'd learned of Shmi's continued existence and her extended youth. He wanted it for himself.

First, the dictator expliained how he revived Padme and used her as the template for the Bimbotroopers, them introduced Rey, his daughter by Padme.

How did Anakin not... if it went against his worldview, he'd repress it like he did with his mother.

More concerning was the Emperor explaining his reasons. A race of bio-weapon conquerors that could weaponise planets and were virtually immune to all standard Jedi abilities. On their way.

An army was needed, a unified army. Dependence on the Jedi needed to be cut to allow army building.

And a planet killer weapon for the planet weapons.

Ben could follow it all, but he'd say much of what Palpatine wanted in order to face the coming threat... could have been done without wiping out the Jedi.

~

"Wha-? I? What?" There was much laughter in the Rebel Alliance base as Leia's friend Holdo gaped and sputtered. The purple haired woman could be just as verbally nasty as the Princess of Alderaan when she wasn't in one of her meditative riddler moods.

If she was always a barefoot hippie bimbo, the rest of the Rebels would actually like her.

But while Leia had some Tactical Skill, was a decent shot with a blaster, and held twice-a-day gangbangs when she wasn't busy, Holdo... well, boyfriends and girlfriends confirmed she was a big slut when she got going, but she was absurdly prudish and spacey in public. That was probably why out of her two childhood friends, Leia had recruited Winter into the Rebel Alliance while Holdo had merely followed Leia.

"It is simple," the Mon Calamari Ackbar replied with a sigh and began undressing, he much preferred fucking Winter, "the Alliance needs a positive image to keep recruiting dissatisfied groups. But with Alderaan becoming a Free Use World and other Planets being considered, we need to have some angle to campaign from." Ackbar strode over to Holdo and pushed her to her knees so he could rest his meat on her face.

"Even in his early days, Sheev Palpatine showed a Humanity First lean. And the Imperial's Navy and Army are bereft of Non-Human troops and leaders outside of **** exceptions. This is something we can use to our advantage." The aquatic alien further explained as he started rubbing himself over Holdo's face.

"Wh-why am I-?" Her question went unfinished as Ackbar took advantage of an opening and took her throat. But it did receive an answer.

"We will campaign on Interspecies Free-Use. We'll use you as our lead performer since you don't contribute anything else to the Alliance."

~

When he wakes, he isn't in his armour. Old, burnt, limbless meat seated in a darkened room. Red lights come on and he sees a massive Throne, and sitting on it is the Emperor.

Surrounded by the women of Anakin's family, all leaking jizz out of every hole.

Screens activate and he sees footage. The Stormtroopers, the Imperial Army, the Imperial Navy. Fucking.

Hana Solo, surrounded on all sides, getting showered in jizz.

Rey Palpatine, getting fisted by a sneering dark-skinned Stormtrooper.

Princess Leia Organa, getting skullfucked in the Command Centre.

Lucy Skywalker, using the **** to lift all the cum off her body, then swallowing it all.

Padme, his wife, in a cell being fucked... BY OBI-WAN?!

And Shmi, his mother, beautiful and young, being fucked by the Emperor.

All the sluts were pregnant, all of them gravid goo gobblers.

The Emperor raised the light some more and Vader noticed his Master looked about the age he was when they met during the invasion of Naboo. He was no longer a scarred mess, he was a healthy man of Naboo.

Too much. It was all too much.

His light dimmed and faded. And finally went out.

WHAT NEXT?

• OPTION 1- In other news, Shmi, Padme, Lucy, Leia, and Rey all give birth to the future of the Slut Side.
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• OPTION 2- It is revealed that nearly all the female Jedi survived the Purge as Sex Slaves. Ahsoka, Shaak Ti, Aayla Secura and many more are dancing around in the homes of Imperials and Gangsters (Comment who you'd like to see and in what state)
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• OPTION 3- the public are in favour of preparing for war with the Vong, the new Free Use Laws, and increasing their numbers through incentivised breeding. But remain divided on Non-Human Representation after nearly twenty years of Humanity First
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• OPTION X- Open to Suggestions