Padme calls a press conference

Senator Amidala was the first to arrive, she took a seat at the head of a large silver table to wait.

It was not long before the first invited guests arrived, two lawyers from the Trade Federation; a dark-haired human female and a slender green-skinned twi'lek woman. They smiled at Padme without warmth as they took their own seats.

The reporters arrived next, Fre at the forefront and taking the closest seat, setting up small film and audio recording equipment. The voluptuous reporter had donned a clinging dark green suit for today and she grinned in triumph at Padme.

Next came a pale young woman in a dark robe, Assistant Chancellor Fiora Nunn.

"The Supreme Chancellor is unable to attend on short-notice," Fiora explained, "but I am here to ensure process is followed, no matter what."

"Excellent." Padme said, standing and waiting for the Federation woman to stand also. She held a datapad in one hand, and had palmed a small device with a single button, which she now pressed.

"My friends," Padme addressed the room, "I have been on Coruscant for several days now, trying to see justice done, and have been denied. So now I have called you all here to finish this, with nothing hidden."

By this time R2-D2 had rolled up to a vent outside the room and extended an attachment from his body, and pumped a pale gas into the conference room.

"What is this?" Fiora exclaimed as the gas filled the room, "Some sort of trap?"

The gas swirled around the room, breezing over the assembled guests before being removed by an automatic ventilation system. It had only taken a few seconds, but had done its job.

Padme stood before the crowd naked, her brown hair falling down her shoulders and lightly touching the curves on her breasts, dark pink nipples beginning to rise. Instead of covering her shame and fleeing as she had done previously, Padme turned to look at the others.

The Trade Federation lawyers were as nude as she was, pale pink and pale green bodies fully revealed. In Twi'lek culture it is surprisingly common for females to go off-planet and become strippers or hookers, which might explain why the green one seemed more comfortable than the human, who was squirming on the spot and trying to cover herself.

Past them was Fiora, her dark robes gone and her hairless body exposed, every part neatly waxed. She looked more angry than embarrassed though, looking for the cause of this event.

The reporters had not escaped the gas either, with Fre standing out the most, her large breasts freed from the constricting suit and standing out large and proud. She crossed her legs to cover up her crotch as she continued recording everything.

"Nothing hidden." Padme repeated, taking her seat again. Her opponents grumbled as they did the same. "Now, perhaps we can discuss what happened on Naboo like mature adults. Because I suspect, based on recent attempts to humiliate and discredit me, that your side may well lack any actual evidence."

There was a tense silence for a few seconds. Padme **** herself to stay strong, to not blush or try to leave, however embarrassing it was to be all over the holonet nude again, and this time with no ability to claim it was anyone else. She had admitted to everyone that it was really her. But she was no more embarrassed than the others, and both the Federation lawyers were turning bright red and beginning to sweat as they whispered to each other. Even Fiora was playing along, although the looks she was giving Padme told her she knew what was going on.

"Fine!" The human lawyer broke first, jumping to her feet with her hands strategically positioned to cover herself, "Fine, we tried to blockade your planet, and we tried to embarrass you so no one would listen to you, you were right all along! Now please excuse me while I go and get some clothes." She rushed from the room, followed by the Twi'lek.

"Excellent." Padme said, rising, "Then if we're all done, I should also go get dressed."

Padme moved to leave, but Fiora held up a hand to stop her.

"One moment, Senator Amidala." She said, "All representatives are bound by their own planet's laws, and I believe Naboo has one regarding those who deliberately expose themselves during political proceedings?"

"Oh..." The memory of the spanking she had received in front of the senate suddenly came flooding back. "Oh dear."

"You might want to stick around," Fiora said to the gathered reporters, "you won't want to miss this."