Chuchi wakes up alone

Riyo slowly opened her eyes once more, emerging from the grogginess that flooded her mind with blackness as she started to sit up and feel her head. She felt tired, wobbly, but wasn’t entirely sure why…

Then it all came flooding back to her. The temple, Padme, the statue, the mass of tentacles… and then nothing. Just what had happened to them?

Riyo **** herself to sit straight, looking around her surroundings to see where she had ended up.

The room was rectangular, and she seemed to be situated towards one of the shorter ends of the room. There was a pair of doors opposite one another on the longer ends of the room, slightly elevated by a set of stairs from the rest of the ground level. Chuchi herself was seated on a large cushioned bed, which she inspected and found it to be in the shape of a heart. She inspected it with a push of her hands, finding it exceedingly soft to the touch. It must have been the most comfortable bed she’d ever touched now that she thought about it. So tempting to just lay back down and sink into it…

She shook her head. No, she had to stay focused. One of those doors would lead her out, so she stood up, feeling the cool floor kiss her bare feet as she-

Her gaze fell down to her body, inspecting it to find that indeed her feet were bare… but they weren’t the only thing.

Stretching up from her feet was the slender blue flesh of her legs running up to her exposed blue womanhood, flowing up her belly and her two perky little breasts tipped by a darker shade of blue for her nipples…

She was as naked as the day she was born.

Chuchi’s cheeks grew a purple hew as she felt herself blush heavily, but that was hardly the worst part.

The worst part was when one of the other sets of doors started to open.

Chuchi’s hands dove down to cover herself, one between her legs and the other wrapping across her breasts while she frantically looked around for… what? A place to hide? A weapon? She was completely helpless like this and she had no idea who would be stepping inside.

She got her answer when a firm leg took a step inside from outside the door, no shoes covering it and exposing the slender orange toes matched by the orange skin of the leg. Then the figure took another step and showed them self.

Their body was similarly orange, though accented by white tattoos and white horn like appendages on their head. Their body was slim yet athletic, little traces of lean muscle tracing their body all the way from their legs to their firm shoulders. Their chest was decorated by a plump pair of orange tits as well, supported by a wide and powerful pair of hips that one of their hands rested on. The only bit of clothing that adorned them was a long black cloak that ran down their back, connected solely by a small chain sitting atop their collar. A Togruta, to be sure. But not just any Togruta…

“It’s been a while, Senator Chuchi.” Ahsoka Tano said with a smirk.

“A-Ahsoka?! What… What are you doing here? And what are you… not wearing?!”Riyo gasped out, her mind racing to process what she was seeing. She recalled that Ahsoka used to wear a rather revealing tube top when they had first met, but never anything like this!

“I’m here to take care of you, Senator. And as for what I’m not wearing? Well… I suppose anything would be an appropriate answer. Just like you, it seems.” Ahsoka replied, twirling in place to show off her full figure before winking at Chuchi.

Riyo blushed some more as Ahsoka flashed her back and ass with that twirl.

“T-take care of me? What does that mean?” She asked hesistantly. Ahsoka simply smirked again and walked towards her, an exaggerated sway in her hips as she was clearly taking her time.

“I’m going to ensure you’re able to experience the joys of your new life. And I hope you won’t mind but…” Ahsoka spoke and Riyo started to step back, uncertain of what to do. Ahsoka was looking at her more like she was a juicy piece of meat than an old friend, and it was freighting the Pantoran almost as much as it was turning her on.

However, what she felt next wasn’t embarrassment or fear, but the sensation of her feet leaving the ground before she was flung back gently onto the bed. She gasped out as she landed and bounced briefly, looking back at Ahsoka… and the new figure standing at her side with their hand held up.

“… I brought a friend to help.” Ahsoka said, glancing at said friend at her side.

The new figure was “dressed similarly to Ahsoka, but her skin was a lime green color with some tattoo markings on her cheeks providing contrast just before her blue eyes. A similar greedy smirk painted her face as Ahsokas.

“Greetings, Senator, I am Barriss Offee. Do try to relax, we wouldn’t want you to miss what happens next.” Barriss cooed as she sauntered beside Ahsoka, the two Jedi approaching the Pantoran senator laid out on the heart bed.

“Huh?… What… What are you two going to do to me?…” Riyo asked hesitantly, her eyes snapping back and fourth between the two beautiful alien girls approaching her. Ahsoka discarded her cloak and sat on one side of the bed when she finally arrived, and Barriss did the same took the other.

“I told you, Senator, we’re going to help you embrace your new life.” Ahsoka said.

“Our new life, together, under the Goddess.” Barriss added.

As they spoke, the two Jedi Padawan’s leaned in and started to explore the Senators body with their hands. Ahsoka scooping up one of Chuchi’s breasts into her gentle grip and Barriss sliding her hand between the Senators legs to tease her blue pussy.

“I-I-I-I don’t know about thi-“ Chuchi tried to protest. Just what was happening?! Why were two of the sexiest Padawan’s in the Jedi order touching her like this? Oh and by all the moons of Pantora why did it feel so GOOD?!

“You don’t have to worry, Chuchi.” Barriss said, bringing her face close and closer.

“You just have to relax… and let it happen.” Ahsoka whispered before beginning to kiss at the Senators purpled cheeks.

“Ahsoka… Barriss… This… Ah! This feels good but…” Chuchi protested but Ahsoka put a finger to her lips to quiet her… and then sunk that finger into Chuchi’s mouth. The Senator trembled as the finger entered her mouth, moaning out before her lips started to suckle at Ahsokas orange digit.

“Very good, Chuchi. Just like that…” Ahsoka cooed.

“Mmmm…” Chuchi moaned out before she felt Barriss’s own fingers find a different hole to explore between her legs. The green fingers pressing into Chuchi’s waiting folds before plunging deeper and deeper inside.

Ahsoka switched tactics, her head going from kissing at Chuchi’s cheeks to wrapping her lips around the Senators waiting nipples and suckling at her petite breasts.

“A-ahhh!! Ahsoka! N-not there!” Chuchi pleaded but was helpless to resist as Ahsoka continued her suckling.

T-this is bad… I’m a Senator of Pantora, not some Cantina Slut! And yet… and yet… I’m melting like puddy in their hands…

Chuchi’s thoughts raced and wained as the pleasure built up in her body, the fingers and tongues of the Padawan’s dismantling her one hole and one rub or kiss at a time…

“Mmmmmoooooohhhh… That feels… So good you two…” Chuchi finally admitted, and the two Padawan’s smirked at one another.

“Mmmm, I think she’s ready, don’t you?” Barriss said.

“Mmm I think so too.” Ahsoka replied.

“Huh? Ready for what?” Chuchi asked, before she saw directly ahead of her a third figure was now standing, towering over the three on the bed as they looked down…