The Dianoga claims Luke

Before Luke even had time to correct Han, a long tentacle wrapped around his leg. He tried to remain standing as much as he could but the **** of the creature was too much for him, sending the poor youth down into the sewer water. Luke thrashed in the depths, futilely resisting against whatever creature had grabbed hold of him. He was getting deeper and deeper into the water - the orange light of the room seemed to fade by the second. His arms flailed around, hoping to find something to hold on to, anything to keep himself from drowning.

With luck, his right hand grabbed a pile of debris. Despite the weight of this beast, Luke started to pull himself back up to the room. He burst out of the water, heaving and wheezing as he struggled to breathe. Luke suddenly remembered that he still had his rifle in his left arm. He tried pointing it at the arm but it only let out a whimpering click. “Help,” he choked out. Another tentacle came out of the water, this time circling around his neck. Han and Leia ran to his rescue, the Princess proactively trying to pull him back into the shallow area of the room.

“Blast it, will you?! My gun is jammed,” Luke squeaked out.

“Where?!”

“Anywhere!”

Han stood around awkwardly and tried to aim as best he could at the tentacle that surrounded his friend. He shot. There was an unsettling roar that shook the water around them, causing massive bubbles to rise to the top. The injured tentacle did the opposite of what it was supposed to do - though it did let go of Luke’s neck, it slithered downward to his waist, this time, with far more aggression.

Luke could finally breathe normally but his eyes grew unsettled as he felt the trooper armor below his waist get torn apart. The creature ripped off his fatigues, which fell with a heavy clunk into the depths below. “Shoot it, quick,” Luke begged, feeling the slimy tentacle press against his skin as it started pulling down his regular trousers and underpants. Leia could only stand and watch in horror - Luke was now completely naked from the waist down. His little penis looked like a tiny coin, shrunken from the exposure to the cold and his own fear.

Solo decided to follow Luke’s request and shoot the creature once more.

The room howled and shook once more. This time, Luke could sense a fury inside the creature. It wanted **** for the pain it was feeling. His eyes widened as he felt the end of its arm slither down the crack of his ass. Though he tried to struggle, it was too much for him. Luke screamed as he felt the tentacle slam itself into his asshole, impaling him and claiming him as it’s conquest. Despite the immense pain and the tears forming in his eyes, Luke couldn’t hide the shame of an erection forming on his cock, which kept rising and rising until he was at his full length of four inches. “Stop it,” Luke cried out, humiliated.

Luke groaned as he felt the arm slide in and out of his ass, softening the pain with each strike. His two friends stared in horror as their young friend was fucked from behind. Skywalker suddenly wished that he were back home, on Tatooine, away from this nightmare. This was the worst experience of his life - except, like a switch, that pain started to feel a little different. More like pleasure. The tentacle shot hard into Luke’s ass once more, pushing so hard and deep that it crashed into his prostate. Luke moaned as pre-cum dribbled down his shaft.

“Leia,” Luke cried, closing his eyes as he struggled to avoid the inevitable eruption. He could feel the semen building up into his cock, waiting to explode at any moment. He didn’t want her to see him like that. Even though he had already masturbated to her image several times since he’d first seen that hologram of hers, he couldn’t bare the shame. “Please, don’t look.”

An anguished cry escaped Luke’s lips. Semen shot out of his slit, spraying both Han and Leia with his thick essence. The boy was milked again and again, as much as a nineteen year old could, until he was completely drained. Han was enraged at this point - he reclipped his blaster and shot over and over at the creature. It bellowed once more and slid out of Luke’s asshole, gliding back down into the water and away from them. Luke fell into Leia’s arms.

Luke’s penis was dabbed into her white gown, staining it some more from his previous release. He cried and sobbed into her shoulder, moaning as the pain from his **** became more prominent. She ripped off the left sleeve of his dress and wrapped it around his waist, trying her best to defend his modesty. Solo went over to him and took him out from her arms, instead placing him inside his own warm embrace.

“Kid,” Han said, gently ruffling his hair as Luke cried into his collar.