20%: Ahsoka and Barriss

Why did everything he do end in sex? Rob wondered, partly vexed but mostly amused, as Sombra and Liara cleaned up from their recent tryst.

Oh, well, he supposed it all came part and parcel when you had a harem of sexy, brainwashed women all in love and obsessed with you. Rob could think of worse consequences of his wishes, life, and actions. Talk about first world problems...

Fortunately, even after plumbing the depths of Sombra's womb and dressing her in a new outfit fitted for her new body, he, Sombra, and Liara were ready to continue with their test involving the Pink Room. Rob currently had his hands on the result of the first test... meaning, he was kneading Sombra's generous, plush ass cheeks beneath her lycra microskirt, as his next test subjects approach their little set up.

"You called for us, Master?" Barriss beamed and bowed, hand-in-hand with her girlfriend. No longer bound by the conservative sensibilities of the Jedi, Barriss had eschewed her full body robes for more modern, human fashions. While a tank top and peasant skirt with gladiator sandals was no where near as daring as some of other Rob's sluts - or even compared to Ahsoka's ubiquitous mini skirt and tube top - it was certain a step in the right direction for Rob's liking.

"Yes, my dear." Rob returned the smile of the ex-Jedi, giving each a welcoming kiss and engaging in chitchat about their day and their relationship, before explaining why they were hear.

"Are our bodies displeasing to you?" Barriss asked, dismayed and upset. With big, expressive eyes wavering and watering, she looked like she was about to cry over her Master's opinion of her.

"No, no, no, Barriss. Oh, I'm so sorry, please don't cry." Rob begged, pangs of guilt striking his heart. How could he be so blunt and reckless to make one of his beloved slaves upset like this? "Oh, jeez, what a mess..." Ahsoka had thrown her arms around Barriss, trying her best to soothe her.

"See? Master didn't mean anything by it." She said softly to her girlfriend. "He still loves us, and definitely doesn't want to see you upset, okay love?" Ahsoka kissed Barriss on the forehead, tucking a loose lock of hair behind her ear. "And I'm sure he has a good reason for exposing us to this," she shot a look to Rob, "he just spoke inelegantly, right?"

"Of course, of course. Sorry, sorry!" Way to go Rob. Months and months of owning all these women and you still can't talk to them properly. He really wished Zatanna was here...

Grimacing at his own mental monologue, Rob tried to get things back on track. "I love you. Both of you. And I find you beautiful beyond words. Both the exoticness of your slender, athletic bodies, the strength of your character, and for the love you show each other." Rob accentuated his plea with a genuine smile, turning his hands palms up in a conciliatory gesture. "But, I need to test out the Pink Room and it's properties, and you two have some of the least voluptuous bodies of my harem, beautiful and attractive though they may be. It has nothing to do with me finding you unappealing, it's just the raw truth of the matter."

Rob did everything he could beside get on his knees and beg for forgiveness and, fortunately, it was more then enough to calm Barriss' heart. "Thank you for your apology, sir." The Mirailan girl bowed once more, looking slightly sheepish at her actions. "And I am deeply sorry for overreacting like that. Your desires make total sense and I should have trusted you."

"Oh, Barriss..." Rob opened his arms wide, offering himself to Barriss, who responded by leaping up into him. They twirled about, Rob holding Barriss off the ground and swinging her as if she weighed nothing, master and **** making up and making out.

At the display of pure affection between the two - later three, as Ahsoka involved herself, too - Sombra rolled her eyes and scoffed. "All those waterworks over him misspeaking. You didn't see me get teary eyed when Master threatened to turn me into a brainless bint..."

"I suppose it just means you're made of sterner stuff, Sombra." Liara muttered, also watching the three from the sidelines, though her mind was otherwise occupied with how Ahsoka and Barriss would look following their exposure. She licked her lips and bit back a moan.

With everything said and done, both Ahsoka and Barriss took their seats in front of the monitor set-up, Liara at her station with the control tablet, making her final preparations before flipping the switch.

"Commencing second Pink Room test. Subjects: Ahsoka Tano and Barriss Offee. Intensity: twenty-percent. Starting... now!"

Much like with Sombra, the effects of the Pink Room and its mysterious, kinky energies hit the two girls like a runaway locomotive. But, unlike Sombra, the two ex-Jedi were much less sexual creatures than the snarky, sensual hacker. Unaccustomed to the rigours of sex and self-pleasure, the two basically turned into orange and green blobs of sweat, saliva, and cum, twitching and writhing in their seats like epileptic ragdolls.

From her vantage point next to Rob, Sombra was as amused as she was unimpressed. "Man, I hope I didn't look this stupid when I was in the chair." She said with a shake of her head and a click of her tongue. One hand was pumping away at Rob's cock, marveling at how well it felt in her hands. Almost as good as it was in her pussy...

"Well, you looked pretty silly, Sombra." Rob said, watching as Barriss splayed her legs wide, drunkenly pressing a finger to her clitoris - bright pink against her green skin - and squirting a spray of love juices with such violent ****, he was sure some droplets hit the screen. "But definitely nothing like that. I may have to be more rigorous with their sexual training."

Sombra shrugged. "Eh. It's their fault, jefe. Sex slaves can't handle sex. Not a good look..."

Despite Sombra's criticism, the experiment continued at a similar pace to when said hacker was in the chair. Ahsoka and Barriss' slender bodies bloomed in spurts, from top to bottom, with thickening thighs, advancing asses, hyping hips, winnowing waists, and bursting boobs. Interestingly enough, Ahsoka grew in leaps and bounds more than Barriss, as well as experiencing some drastic muscle growth, especially along her legs and abs. Barriss, in turn, had her shortly cropped dark hair transform into a silken, raven river that flowed behind the backing of the chair.

Such stark differences did not escape Liara's notice, as she furiously typed notes into tablet and muttered along. "Notable differences between our two subjects, despite experiencing the same output level for the same amount of time. Is it a difference in physiology or biology, or a quirk of the system. Further studying is needed..."

When the test came to an end, Ahsoka and Barriss freed from their pink prison, they immediately fell into each other's arms, kissing and embracing one another, and exploring both their own body and that of their partners.

"Oh, Ahsoka..." Barriss moaned into her lover's mouth. "I love your new tits..." She hefted the pair of orange funbags. "Tits. Tits. Tits! I love big, bouncy tits!" She giggled, eventually bending forth to kiss and lick at her lover's breasts. Ahsoka held her close, one hand on Barriss' new bubble butt, the other stroking her flowing man of hair.

"You're so beautiful, Bariss. Master was right to improve us. To make us so much sexier." Arching her back and throwing her head back, Ahsoka let out a high, ringing cry of pleasure, eyes fluttering and tongue flickering, reveling in the sensations her new body was providing. Then, her eyes fell upon Rob.

Still nude from his previous tryst with Sombra, he was all tense and hunched over, hands clenched tightly, shoulder held high and together, the cords in his neck popping against his skin, as if he was physically fighting himself from pouncing forth on the two Jedi. His cock, looking painfully erect, twitched violently. It looked like a snake, coiled and reared, ready to strike.

Ahsoka flinched at the sight of her beloved Master, so predatory and animalistic, torn between the primal impulse and her slavish need to serve and relieve him. However, Rob saw the look in her eyes and pulled back, loudly breathing out of his nose, trying to calm himself down.

"Sorry, sorry, you both just look..." Rob made a noise somewhere between a growl and a cough, carnal impulses flickering in his eyes. "Beautiful. Sexing. Ravishing." Breedable, he was about to say, but let the word vanish upon his lips. Something was rumbling forth in him, an ancient, primal voice telling him to knock up these fertile, voluptuous women around him. Spread his seed, sow his oats, be fruitful and multiply! It was a feeling he had been fighting more and more each passing day and week, despite how unprepared he was to pull the trigger on that fetish, on that stage of his harem. And he knew, eventually, the rubber was going to hit the road and Rob would lose to this caveman instinct deeply implanted in his psyche.

Ahsoka, however, simply blushed and demurred towards Rob, ignorant of his feelings. "Thank you, Master Rob. I was simply going to ask you if Barriss and I may retire to a room so we may - AH! - so we may, we... m-may..."

"So we can fuck!" Barriss trilled loudly, tearing her mouth away from Ahsoka's nipple. "So I can fuck my smoking hot girlfriend!"

Rob **** a smile. He was honestly happy for them and their love, embracing his teachings, he was just deeply conflicted at the moment.

"Of course girls. Enjoy yourselves. We still have some more work to do here."

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We're setting the stage for this arc before things get really nuts!

Also, because I am such a space-case, I totally forget to mention. Two chapters ago - "Hacking The Hacker" - Darkstar had suggested adding a lawyer character to the roster of Slutter's business bitches. He suggested some of the girls from the Ace Attorney series. While I was tempted to use Maya Fey and Franziska Von Karma, in the end, I decided against adding more characters for the moment and used a non-bimbo She-Hulk, Attorney at Law.

I have gotten a few suggestions over the course of this story, and while I do not always reply or incorporate them, I do always appreciate such feedback, so thank you to Darkstar and everyone else, and don't be shy if you have an idea for me.