To the surface

Aayla needed all of her willpower to swim upwards, to fight the pull of the vast darkness down beneath. Her blue body, illuminated by the glow of kyber crystals, was moving upwards, getting closer to something unknown. When her head popped above the surface, she gasped. She was surrounded by large structures of the same material, not unlike the ones in the Jedi temple. This place felt ancient, really ancient. A statue of a naked human female who was holding a crystal orb carved out of a single piece of kyber crystal stood in front of her. Aayla have never seen a kyber crystal that big, the amount of energy it contained was unfathomable.

She spat water out of her lungs and started breathing air again. Out of the water, her lekku felt strangely heavy, just like her breasts that dripped with water as she climbed out to a carved staircase leading up to the statue's pedestal. The woman depicted by an unknown ancient sculptor was standing with one hand on the sphere while looking at something beyond. Statue's face looked as if she was smiling, even though her eyes were focused and attentive. Her pussy was carved in great detail, the puffy flesh was swollen and dripping wet. The ancient master was able to represent juices flowing freely from both of her holes through some uncanny craftsmanship.

The Twi'lek Jedi stopped on her way up and stared at the statue. It was beautiful, it was mysterious... It radiated waves into the ****. Both the light side and the dark side of the **** seemed to blend in this place. Suddenly, Aayla's pussy twitched uncontrollably and her breath became short. She could feel the power coursing through her body, it was too strong, and it threatened to overrule her mind. It was like being with the monster again but it was her mind being invaded, not her body. A new wave of lust started surging through her veins...

Moaning, Aayla felt on her knees. Each sensitive zone of her body: Lekku tips, nipples, clit. Each one of them was touched in turn directly by ****. A light breeze caressed her skin indicating that there is an exit out of this cave. But the exit wasn't what the twi'lek desired. Spreading her legs, Aayla brought her hand, wet from water, to her pussy. The touch of her fingers on her slit made her gasp and moan loudly, her breathing going shorter and faster.

Her sex was sore from clones and tentacles but it didn't matter anymore; it was so warm and wet, so ready for more. A nimble finger slid deeper inside her pussy, feeling the soft tissues, the walls, the muscles, and the veins. Her fingertips never were as sensitive, she knew her body in a way she never knew before. She was one with the **** in a very new way. Her lips opened wide, her red tongue curled around her teeth, and Jedi's eyes rolled back in ecstasy.

And yet, a tiny portion of her mind was screaming that it is extremely dangerous. Something was very wrong about this statue. Ache in her pussy, the result of many rapes, was a tiny reminder of the danger, almost too tiny to pay attention to. But without it, Twi'lek would be gone already. With this 'gift' from the clones and the monster, she had a chance to resist. The chance which was growing smaller as Twi'lek's pussy clenched around the invading fingers.