KOTOR: Choose your Path

I don’t own anything from Knights of the Old Republic except possibly my save files, this story, and a few original characters. I’m not stealing anything, nor would I want to steal anything, from BioWare and/or Obsidian entertainment. I’m not breaking the law, I guess, would be the bullet point of this presentation. See, look

- I’m not stealing anything.

There you go. Airtight. Boo yah. Ok. So after numerous requests, I’ve gone back to KOTOR 1. This one took me a while, it’s been a while since I played KOTOR 1, so bear with script/setting changes or really bad plot devices. It’s the story and the sex that’s interesting, AM I RIGHT? I’m right. Well there’s a good story in there somewhere, and as usual, just ctrl-f and type in SEX SCENE to skip to the juicy bits.

Send any couple requests, ideas, reviews, praise, or porn to Rett_Mikhal@hotmail.com

I like porn. Now on with the story!

Ravus leads his trio of space cowboys on a romp around the galaxy. It actually gets pretty readible later on, yeah, actually pretty readable.
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Graduation Day…

Dantooine…

In the Spartan dwellings of the Jedi, a lone male padawan practiced with his unignited saber, trying out the new lightsaber disciplines Master Kay and Master Vandar had taught him. The door opened abruptly, and his room mate, another male padawan, walked in.
Torris: “Wow, actually practicing instead of watching those holovids?”
Scortor: “Shut up, Torris. You know Jedi have to reject those feelings.”
Torris: “Yeah you reject something. Or should I say project. Onto the floor. From yo-“
Scortor: “Shut up. We have a mediation session with Bastila Shan and Cubye Russyo. Let us go there.”
Torris: “I know who they are, you don’t have to use their full names. You use Jedi speak too much. Let’s go.” The two potential guardians of a thousand generations walked through the orange halls of the Jedi Academy. In the landing pad area they found the two beautiful female Jedi in training, Bastilla Shan and her good friend, a blue female Twi’Lek named Cubye.
Torris: “Well if it isn’t Bastila SHUN and Cue-bye-athon. The Ice Queens.”
Bastila: “Torris. You’re as useless as ever.”
Torris: “Harsh.”
Scortor: “We’re all padawans here. Can we please just have a session in peace without having to recite the code?”
Bastila: “Scortor is right as usual…. there is no emotion, there is peace.” All four stayed silent for a moment, then all started to laugh as Bastila directly did the opposite of what Scortor suggested.
Cubye: “In a few days we won’t be Padawans anymore. We’ll be Jedi. And we’ll probably never see each other again.”
Scortor: “Yeah…” A group of Male Jedi walked over to them.
Male Jedi: “Hey look, it’s the Breakfast Club.”
Scortor: “What do you want, Cassyn.”
Cassyn: “I was just wondering. You’re saddened by Graduation as we are, correct?”
Bastila: “Yes, we are saddened at the though of never seeing one another again. Why?”
Cassyn: “We’re thinking of going to Coruscant for one last outing. How about it?”
Bastila: “Not a chance in hell.”
Scortor: “C’mon Bastila, it could be our last chance.”
Bastila: “I don’t give a damn if it’s your last chance or mine! We could all be expelled for violating curfew!”
Scortor: “Chicken, Bastila?” Bastila narrowed her eyes at him.

Coruscant…

A long, thin cargo ship settled into one of the port holes in the large spaceport. A group of blurs ran out of it undetected by human eyes, and uncared for by a seldom few alien and droid eyes. A group of senators walked towards a giant door, it opened slowly and horizontally to a group of Jedi Padawans. The Senators merely nodded at them, the Jedi walked by and took in the sights and sounds of the city. The two females and group of half a dozen males looked to each other and couldn’t resist laughing, one of them sacrificed his money for non-rationed drinks from a distributor. Cassyn whispered to Torris, Torris looked at Bastila and smiled. Torris walked up and took point.
Torris: “Now in the spirit of a Cantina Band. We have rented a suite in which we can do whatever we want with. Shall we?”
Bastila: “What the hell do you need a suite for? Besides showering?”
Torris: “I don’t know. Just want to see how the other half lives.”
Bastila: “That’s absurd.”
Torris: “You’ve never been curious?” Bastila stared at him again. She took the keycard in a force grasp and then stuck it into the reader. The door opened, the Jedi all walked in, the last one closing the door. The expensive suite was well furnished, with large windows looking at the night sky of the city/planet, and expensive carpet everywhere. On the left and right were doors to private bedrooms with huge beds, and in front was a common room, a little ahead on the right was a large luxurious bathroom and on the left was the standard romantic balcony. The Jedi all wandered around the room like confused lab animals, unaware of most of the luxuries’ purpose. Bastila wandered into the large bathroom and observed the huge tub, big enough for far more than two people and looking more like a Jacuzzi than a cleaning device of any kind. The rest of the Jedi gathered behind her. She looked back on them.
Torris: “So… Bastila. The guys and I kind of have another motive in mind for this… We’re going to be Jedi, they’ll watch us like hawks, and the life of a Jedi is a short one. We were wondering if you’d let us experience sex.” Bastila raised one of her eyebrows at him, then looked at the handsome faces around her. She slowly turned her head back to the tub and smiled. The superjets turned on in Bastila’s force touch, the tub filled up within seconds and automatically turned off. Bastila walked forward and pulled her padawan tunic off, it fell to the floor. She turned around, her tunic now off and her jaw-dropping breasts exposed in its place. The padawans stared in amazement at her as she lowered her pants and Spartan white panties. She stood naked and stepped out of her pooled pants and panties, then into the hot water. The males all stripped quickly and got in, sitting in on one side while Bastila basked in their stares from the other side. Cubye stood afraid of temptation and walked out of the room.

Sex Scene I

The males slowly stroked themselves to attention while Bastila fingered herself to readiness. Her training had served her well, she still showed off her ice queen exterior, controlling and hiding her nervousness and lust.
Bastila: “Alright, come and get it.” Bastila sat on one of the underwater benches and spread her legs wide, she spread her arms out and relaxed them on the edge of the Jacuzzi. The first male came forward and fiddled with his inexperienced male rifle, he eventually found her hole and slide in slowly. Once he was sure he was in to the fullest, he pulled out and then thrust quickly, enjoying the feelings of Bastila’s tight pussy. Bastila laid her head back as the padawan fucked her with inexperienced vigor. He soon reached his limit and came inside her, and pulled out.
Bastila: “Next.” Another padawan came forward and inserted himself into her silky smooth pussy, he fucked her even harder than the first padawan. Two more floated over to her sides and licked her large breasts and brown titties. The Jedi in her pussy let himself go, the force wave of his orgasm rushed over the rest of the Jedi and into the other room, into Cubye. Scortor picked up on this and exited the tub gangbang, he dried himself and dressed. Another padawan entered Bastila and then picked her up, using her buoyancy to support her. He grabbed her legs and started fucking her. One of the padawans on her side held his penis close to her mouth, Bastila lost herself and grabbed it before shoving it down her throat and sucking him off. The water in the bathtub escaped its confines exponentially as the fuckfest exasperated more and more, the tub constantly continued filling itself with bursts of hot water.

In the other room, Scortor walked up to the beautiful blue twi’lek girl, feeling desire waves wash off of her in every second, with every beat of her heart. She jumped to his arms and they fell onto the couch, Cubye kissed Scortor deeply. She took off his pants quickly and put his tool in her mouth, unsure what to do with it. He almost instantly hardened and filled her mouth, she swirled her tongue around it and he groaned. Scortor lifted her up and onto him and removed her pants and underwear, he went to work on her love hole as they 69ed. He pried open her folds and stuck his tongue inside her, then inserted two fingers and licked her blue clit. He thrust his fingers in faster and faster as she quivered and shook increasingly fast until finally she let out a huge groan while still sucking his cock, sending waves of vibration through Scortor. Cubye got up and straddled him, she slowly lowered herself onto his cock. Once she was down to the hilt she started moving herself up and down with her strong cantina dancer’s legs. She reached to her waist and lifted the rest of her padawan outfit off, exposing her double D blue breasts. After a few minutes of passion and hot sex, she leaned forward, thrusting her tits into Scortor’s face, while continuing to thrust his rod into her pussy over and over. Soon Cubye was lost in the pleasure, practically raping Scortor as she used his saber to pleasure herself, thrusting her body back and forth, suffocating the padawan with her tits and filling his ears with her slutty moans.

Back in the orgy, one of the last hard Jedi padawans was now thrusting into Bastilla doggystyle while she sucked off one on his knees and he played with her swaying tits. The padawan receiving the blowjob felt himself about to cum, so he pushed Bastilla’s pink lips off his cock and sprayed onto her face. The one fucking her pulled out and flipped her over so she sat on the seat in the hot tub/bath, then entered her roughly again and fucked her against the wall until he too reached his climax. He pulled out and pointed at the obvious and hard-to-miss target of Bastilla’s well-endowed chest. Bastilla laid her head back, the endorphins and force waves sending her to heaven and back a million times a second, the males got dry, got dressed, and got the hell out of there, hoping Bastilla wouldn’t turn them in for rape. They passed by Cubye and Scortor, Cubye was now reverse cowgirl and bouncing on Scortor’s cock like a holovid porn star. She moaned and cried out in pleasure every time until finally she felt something warm shoot into her sex vessel and she knew it was over. She laid down with Scortor and breathed heavily, Scortor pulled the sheets over them and drifted to sleep.

?: “Bastilla!!” Bastilla opened her eyes. She saw a female Jedi standing in front of her, lightsaber in hand.
Female Jedi: “It’s no good, your battle meditation has only bought us time! The Endar Spire is lost! We have to get you out of here!” Explosions rocked the ship, sending valuable circuitry and precise control equipment into seizures of sparks and failures. Oxygen tubes burst and filled the room with white steam, Bastilla grabbed her bearings and realized she had to get to the escape pods immediately…

Knights of the Old Republic

Choose Your Path


Carth: “Good, you’re awake.” The unknown Sith Lord Revan looked around his room, a shanty at best, and staring him in the face was Carth Onasi.
Carth: “Your name is Ravus, correct?” Ravus, or Revan, nodded his head.
Carth: “Do you remember anything?”
Ravus: “I remember escaping the Endar Spire… then it’s a blur.”
Carth: “We got onto the last escape pod. We crash landed in the city, you were unconscious, I dragged you to this safe house.”
Ravus: “Guess I owe you.”
Carth: “Owe me later. Right now we’ve got a mission. We’ve got to find and possibly rescue Bastilla Shan.”
Ravus: “The Jedi.”
Carth: “Yes, the one we were transporting.”
Ravus: “Can’t she take care of herself?”
Carth: “Well we’ve gotten no communications from her. I fear the worst. We’ve got to find her escape pod. It’s probably in the Lower parts of Taris. That’s the planet we’re on now.”
Ravus: “I know… Why is one Jedi important again?”
Carth: “Bastilla can use Battle Meditation. It can turn the tide of almost any battle. She’s essential for the Republic.”
Ravus: “One force power can win a battle?”
Carth: “You bet your ass it can. The force can do great or terrible things. I’ve heard stories the force can strip your identity, wipe your wind away. But those are only stories.”
Ravus: “Like the one we’re in now…”
Carth: “Pardon?”
Ravus: “I am well enough to fight and travel. Let’s go find Bastilla.”


The Saga Begins.

Taris Upper City Catina…

Ravus and Carth entered the Catina, Ravus sporting a fancy new prototype vibroblade and red armor bought from the armory. He didn’t know why he felt like using such a primitive weapon, maybe it made him feel like a Jedi or something, he knew when he held it he was good at it, and he knew he wasn’t going to show off with those flashy two-swords or doubleswords. The two walked around the bar, near the pazaak tables, a young woman attracted Ravus’ attention.
Prostitute: “Looking for a good time? 15 Credits.” Ravus looked at her, then back to Carth… what to do … His head suddenly hurt, and a vision entered it.

Ravus: “Carth, if we split up we can search this Cantina faster. Look for other Endar Spire survivors. Ask discreetly if they know about the space battle overhead, they may recognize you.”
Carth: “I like the way you think. Meet back here in twenty radii.” Carth went into the betting chambers to begin his search. Ravus pulled out 30 credits and handed them to the hooker.
Prostitute: “Big spender. Follow me to the VIP room…” She took him by the hand to the holographic cantina dance squad. They stepped into the corner, she typed a code on a panel and a door opened up, leading into a secret room. Inside was a ring of partitioned gambling tables, with thick curtains to pull across for privacy. The prostitute climbed into a booth and sat down, Ravus walked in behind her and pulled the curtain closed.
Prostitute: “Down to business?”
Ravus: “Correct. Down.” He smiled at her, she got the hint and disappeared under the table. Ravus felt her hands undoing his pants, then fresh air greeted his cock, followed by a warm mouth and muffled moans from the girl. Her talents of the tongue got him hard in seconds, and soon she was sliding along his length with great skill and devotion. Ravus closed his eyes in pleasure, just a few more minutes…

Real world…

Carth: “You ok?” Ravus shook his head like trying to get rid of a bad dream.
Ravus: “I don’t need your services… What would your parents think of this life you have chosen?” The prostitute turned away and looked for other customers.
Ravus: “I know where some funding is.” Carth followed him to the holographic dance squad, Ravus opened a panel and typed a code in.
Carth: “You can’t possibly know that code.” The secret door slid open.
Carth: “How’d you do that?!”
Ravus: “I’m not exactly sure…” They walked in, the room was deserted, a few high ranking gamblers were taking a break in the cantina. Ravus walked up to the tables and took the hundreds of credits, both men exited the secret room discreetly and headed over to the armor and weapons shop.

Undercity…

Bastila Shan woke up half naked inside of a glowing yellow cage. Her eyes adjusted and she saw several thugs around her, watching her with hunger in their eyes. She tried her Jedi Mind Trick but found she couldn’t read anything with the force outside of the cage. One of the alien thugs spoke up to her.
Thug: “Your Jedi powers won’t work here, Girl. Even past that cage we have a backup system to suppress your skills.” One of the aliens licked its lips while staring at her, most of the humans stared at her with a stare that made Bastilla suddenly uncomfortable.
Bastila: “What do you want?”
Thug: “We’re going to give you away to the winner of the Swoop Bike Races. A real shame. But our leader is a real genius. Three times as many of our gang as normal has signed up for the race. Enough to scare the others away.”
Bastila: “I am a Jedi Knight, I will not be bartered as a prize!” The thug held up her lightsaber.
Thug: “You’ll do whatever we say as long as we have this toy. You Jedi couldn’t use a blaster if you were hanging from a cliff while facing a Kaleesh. But right now we have to move you, to the winner’s circle. We’ve been given orders that if you resist… we can pacify you…” They all laughed, the leader clipped the lightsaber to his belt and the force field on the cage turned off. Two of the strongest guards grabbed the two chains attached to a collar around Bastilla’s neck and dragged her out. The posse started walking through the streets, Bastilla watched her lightsaber and decided to make her move. She roundhouse kicked the guard on her right directly where it would hurt him, then pulled the chain on her left hard enough to send the guard down. As he fell, she high-kicked him, snapping his neck. Bastilla ran forward and rolled to the lead guard, she grabbed her saber and ignited it. Except nothing happened, she pressed the button several times but nothing, not even a flicker.
Thug: “Those lightsabers aren’t very good without the crystals, emitter and power cell. You resisted, now we get to have some fun.” They all moved towards her in a circle, Bastila looked in horror at all of them.

Sex Scene II

Bastila: “No, please! I beg you!”
Thug: “Jedi only beg when they don’t have the upper hand. Cowards. Rape her. Rape her until she can’t walk anymore.” They grabbed her by all four limbs and brought her behind a huge pile of junk. She set her on her knees and stuck their now rock hard cocks out, all pointing at her like phalanxes. One moved up behind her and ripped the back of her underwear off, the front piece of the nightgown fell off from gravity and exposed Bastila’s giant breasts and sweet pussy. One of the guards put a blaster against her head.
Guard: “Suck, or your Republic loses its only hope.” The harsh realization that he was right struck fear into Bastila. In order to save the Republic, she had to give in to their sick, perverted demands and administer oral sex. She hoped and prayed the blowjobs would be enough to satisfy them, deep down she knew it wouldn’t. She leaned forward and took one guard into her mouth, she jerked off two on either side of her as she did so. One thug couldn’t wait and slid underneath her, licking her folds to get her ready. Bastila cried out and a layer of sweat escaped from every pour in her body all at once, her face flushed as she sucked the cocks in front of her and felt her arousal building. The thug slid forward and detached his pants, he lifted Bastila’s ass and slammed her down, skewering her pussy with his cock. Bastila screamed, but it was muffled by the cock in her mouth, she could do nothing but send vibrations of pleasure to the organ in her mouth, and she knew if she resisted or attacked she would be instantly dead.
Thug: “Too long!” He pushed her down, she now laid on top of the man raping her, he popped out of her pussy. He grabbed her and lifted her up, his well-lubricated dick slowly entered her other hole, Bastila’s eyes widened and she opened her mouth to scream only to have another cock thrust into it. Another thug climbed on top of her and entered her pussy, he started fucking her roughly, so roughly her tits hurt as they bounced around and tugged at her chest.

From down the Alley, a Sith Patrol watched the group of Black Vulkars in a circle, and a naked pair of female legs sticking out and shaking in either fear, ecstasy, or both.

Hidden Bek base…

Night, or some form of it, showed its effects on the secluded and rotting Hidden Bek base. The rusted and experienced floors and halls were mostly empty, and in one of the rooms, a large wookie slept after several days of restless watching. A group of the Beks sat across from one another on either side of a rectangular table. Fast paced games of Pazaak went back and forth, and every so often fist slammings would break the sound of cards being swiftly lifted to the light and brought down to Fate’s beckoning. Mission Vao was one of the players, doing average for the night, and drinking a strange drink heavily. The Bek across from her was a handsome human with brown hair and white streaks down the sides, his green eyes shone in such a way as to make her feel… respected. She instantly latched onto this affection, as a human respecting or even liking a Twi’lek on Taris was rare, except among the Gangs where every man or woman was needed. This eye contact was different though. She couldn’t explain why. Just. Different. The lack of better words confused and worried her. She knew all too well sometimes the simplest of explanations is the most dangerous. She took another chug of the burning liquid and threw down a Plus 5 card making an even 20, an unexpected move for an expert player like her. The boy’s 19 was crushed as he had already locked in hoping to push her over and exhaust her negative card supply as she chased the 20, his strategy was good, his luck walked a different path.
Mission: “Tough luck… Selo.”
Selo: “The more bad luck I have now, the more good luck I’ll receive. And I’ll need all the bad luck I can muster if I’ve going to be in that swoop race tomorrow.” He stared into her eyes, Mission noticed without looking most everyone was now gone in what seemed like moments. Mission wondered how many games they’d played, she looked quickly to make sure her shirt and pants were on… they were.
Selo: “….You’re so… beautiful.” Mission blushed and looked away.
Mission: “You don’t mean that.”
Selo: “I do. Can I kiss you?”
Mission: “I’m glad you asked instead of just doing… Come kiss me, Selo.” Selo stood up and walked around the table, he sat down astride the bench of the table. He leaned forward and took Mission into his arms, he kissed her. His tongue invaded her mouth and swirled and danced with her tongue, she sucked on it lightly. She pushed his tongue back into his mouth and he sucked on hers fiercely. He rubbed her back and shoulders, then up to her neck. Mission broke the kiss.
Mission: “Oh Selo…” She looked around the room, then again… then once more. She removed his hands from her and reached for his pants, she undid his fly and fished his member out. She went under the table and stared at it, unsure of what to do next. Her heart was beating a thousand times a second, twice the average for a twi’lek, but she had to continue now, she’d come so far already. Although it was her first time giving a blowjob, she had seen the porno holovids. She opened her mouth and slowly went down on him, taking the penis into her mouth. When she felt she could take no more, she softly closed her lips on his thing and sucked as she brought her head back up, then down, then repeated her actions as she gave her first blowjob.
Selo: “That feels so good.” He reached down and petted her face with his right hand, he stroked her lekku with his left. The thought of making love to the boy, coupled with his cock in her mouth and the stroking of her sensitive and sensual lekku had Mission wet beyond belief. She removed the cock and got out from under the table, she kissed Seloy again and ran a hand through his hair.
Mission: “Selo have you ever been with a woman before?”
Selo: “No.”
Mission: “Am I a woman to you?”
Selo: “Of course you are. Why wouldn’t you be?” Mission looked down to the floor for a moment. She looked up and into his eyes.
Mission: “Make love to me. Please.” Selo nodded, he tucked himself painfully back into his pants and stood up, he took her by the hand to his room. He opened it and praised the luck, his three room mates were gone, he ushered Mission in and pressed a button for a red light signal on the outside of the door, he stepped in and closed it. Mission sat down on the bed, her heart beating extremely fast. Selo sat next to her and took her hand in his, he softly grabbed her neck and pulled her close for another make-out session. After what seemed like hours of tongue wrestling, he slowly eased his arm around her waist, and then laid her down with him over her. He removed her dark gray vest and rubbed her small breasts through her black undershirt, she moaned as she ran her hands over his back. Selo unzipped the fly of her pants and reached into them, he was surprised to feel she wore no panties, his fingers being greeted by the slick feeling of her moist sex. He inserted her first two fingers that were not her own, she gasped in pleasure. Selo thrust his fingers in and out of her dripping sex, Mission’s heart raced as fast as it could go, her orgasm came quickly as dirty thoughts with this boy raced through her virgin mind. Selo removed his drenched fingers, he stared into her eyes as he licked them clean. Mission leaned forward and reached down, she grasped her shirt and threw it over her head. She kissed Selo deeply, her hands roaming his chest.
Mission: “Take more than my kiss. Take everything I can offer.” Selo kissed her forehead and laid her back, he quickly removed her pants, Mission’s hand immediately covered her privates. Selo stood over her, he removed his shirt, then slowly unbuckled his belt. He dropped his pants, his cock strained against his underwear, he removed those and let his member spring forward, Mission stared at it and touched it lightly. She stroked it ever so lightly, almost lovingly.
Selo: “Are you ready?” Mission removed her hand covering her flower, Selo stared at the blueish/pink mixture of folded flesh as it dripped her virgin juices. He slowly crawled on top of her and kissed her, his hands shook as he aimed himself. He thrust and missed, sliding down the crack of her ass. He pulled back and thrust forward again, entering her for the first time, Mission screamed for a second, then relaxed around it. Selo pulled out and thrust again, Mission cried a bit in a mixture of pleasure and pain, her face blushed a delicate crimson/teal mixture as Selo continued to thrust into her.

Swoop Race Track…

The Vulkars carried the exhausted and thoroughly stained Bastilla to the Force Cage. They threw her in, naked save for their semen covering her breasts, face, ass and vagina. The Vulkars put the force-suppression device into it, the yellow screen activated.
Thug: “Here, you may want some company.” He threw her useless lightsaber in, it passed through the one-way shield and hit her in the gut. They threw her a new set of hooker lingerie as well. They all walked away, smiling widely and wryly. Bastilla watched them leave, then unscrewed her lightsaber. It was completely empty, even the backup power source and hidden crystals were removed, the Vulkars had taken no chances whatsoever. She unscrewed one side of the head and flipped it around, then screwed it on the reverse thread, now the large end of the saber was a gradual taper with a soft end. She sat down on the floor and thrust the device into herself, masturbating to get the last bits of horniness out of her. Her hand reached her giant right tit and massaged it, then rubbed and twisted her nipple. She cried out in ecstasy as she thought about the Vulkars and their violation of her and came, hard, all over herself, filling the cage with her girlish sex scent.

Meanwhile…

Mission’s back arched as Selo continued giving her the first fuck of her life. He pumped into her hard a few times, then felt himself ready to come and slowed down, then pumped with renewed vigor.
Selo: “I’m… I’m gonna cum. You’re too tight, Mission. So tight…”
Mission: “Won’t that make me pregnant?”
Selo: “What are you talking about, women can’t get pregnant unless they want to nowadays.”
Mission: “Oh yeah. Boy does that ever sound like a plot device.”
Selo: “Oh FORCE!” He blasted inside her pussy, Mission gave a small yelp as he did, the feeling unexpected and alien inside her alien pussy. Selo pulled out and put his pants on.
Mission: “Where are you going?”
Selo: “I’m gonna go take a shower, I don’t want Zaalbar smelling you on me and ripping my arms off.”
Mission: “Good idea. I’m gonna go see what’s crawling at the bar with Big Z. I hope we can do this again sometime…”
Selo: “Me too.” They stared at each other for a while. Mission leaned forward, the covers falling off revealing her azure nakedness. She kissed him lightly, he smiled and put his shirt on and left, Mission searched the room for her clothing.

Taris Topside…

Ravus opened his eyes to an attractive female nurse with green eyes and long, dark black hair. He looked around his surroundings, a medical facility, crude at best. He sat up, the nurse retracted back. Carth sat on a stool watching him.
Carth: “Good, you’re awake.”
Ravus: “The hell happened?”
Carth: “You got bitten by Rakghoul. Luckily we found the serum. I dragged you back here.”
Doctor: “Yes, and we thank you for giving us this invaluable resource. We will make it a free treatment immediately.” Ravus closed his eyes without wanting to, a vision entered his head of himself asking for a reward, then demanding more, then killing the doctor and the female nurse and taking their money, which would only lead to 50 credits at the most. He opened his eyes again.
Doctor: “Are you alright?”
Ravus: “Yes, how long til I’m out?”
Doctor: “Give me an hour to check the poison in your blood stream. It will allow me to calculate how much it’s decreasing.”
Ravus: “Fine. I’ll just take a nap then.”
Doctor: “Nurse Aysa will be here for you.”
Carth: “I’ll be at the hideout. I’ll modify our weapons while I’m there.” Carth stood at attention as always and walked off, the Doctor left the room. Ravus stared at the cute nurse in her simple white one piece coat and light pink stockings. Ravus closed his eyes again, a vision of himself standing up and tearing the coat off of her, exposing her milky white breasts and dark brown nipples.

Sex Scene III

He saw himself sucking on her nipples as she moaned and leaned back, he caught her and threw her on the bed. He opened his flew and thrust his penis into her mouth, she cupped his balls as he fucked her mouth. Ravus could almost feel the real sensations, he opened his eyes suddenly.
Nurse Aysa: “Something wrong?”
Ravus: “Just a dream… I guess.”
Nurse Aysa: “Dream? But you just closed your eyes for a second. I think that’s called a thought… Or a fantasy.”
Ravus: “Fantasy?” She pointed to him, he looked down to see his raging hard-on was tenting the thin bed sheet.
Ravus: “Ah, sorry.”
Nurse Aysa: “No problem, I’ll take care of it.” She walked over and closed the circular curtain around them. She removed the sheet and his boxer shorts, exposing his hard tool to the cold air. She brushed her hair behind her ears and leaned over it, she paused for a second just to tease him a bit and then engulfed his member in her mouth. He moaned outloud as she sucked him, then retracted up and went down again, then again faster until she found a good speed to give him head with. Her slurping sounds as she bobbed up and down on his tool drove him mad with pleasure, he couldn’t remember the last time he got a blowjob… it was then Ravus realized he couldn’t remember muchof his life at all… it all seemed like a dream, like one of those visions. Although the facts were accurate and true, it was not real… Until he made it. But it was his past, how could that be made real or unreal?
Ravus: “Can I see your breasts?”
Nurse Aysa: “Alright.” She stood up and took off the jacket, underneath she wore a blue outfit that went down just above her private area. She pulled the dress off, revealing a plain pink pair of panties and a shiny pink bra. She turned a small dial in the front and her breasts bounced free from the front-open bra, a pert B-cup. She jerked him furiously with both hands, then moved one hand to his balls and massaged them in hard circles. She bent down and engulfed him again, sucking his cock even harder, still working his sack. Ravus rode the brink of ecstasy until it caught up with him going the speed of light and hit him, he flooded her mouth with his seed. She licked him clean and tucked him back up, then put her bra and clothes back on.
Nurse Aysa: “Feel better?”
Ravus: “Extremely…”
Nurse Aysa: “If you need anything else just call for me.” She moved past the curtain and closed it behind her.
Ravus: “Aysa. My sword.”

The Undercity…

Shaleena: “Igear I beg you. Let me have the medical pack!”
Igear: “It’s the last one, supplies are limited at Igear’s emporium. Supply and demand. 50 credits.”
Shaleena: “How am I supposed to afford anything in your store! None of us have any money or jobs!”
Igear: “Then GET a job. I got one.”
Shaleena: “You’re just a thief! What are the rest of us supposed to do for work?!”
Igear: “There’s always the oldest profession.” Shaleena narrowed her eyes, she slapped him.
Shaleena: “How dare you. How. Dare you…”
Igear: “Price just jumped to 500 credits, bitch. And don’t try to get anyone else to buy it for you. 500 for all Underworlders. Or one night with me.”
Shaleena: “Have you even been with a woman?”
Igear: “Sure, all the time!”
Shaleena: “You’re a liar.”
Igear: “And your husband is a dead man without this medpack. You’re just lucky he wasn’t bitten. Just beaten to a pulp by Gammereons like a pussy. Speaking of puss-“
Shaleena: “SHUT UP. I’ll do it. Where’s your hut.”
Igear: “Hut? You don’t get to do it in a hut. Take your clothes off and sex me.”
Shaleena: “You mean HAVE sex with you.”

Sex Scene IV

Igear: “Shut up, I know what I’m doing I’m experienced!” Shaleena sighed and took off her shirt, her tattered bra did little to conceal her fabulous rack, offering nothing more than support. She untied the back straps and removed it, Igear’s hands latched onto her globes and brown nipples. He bent down and sucked on one, some of the exiles stared, the women shocked and the men more than slightly aroused. Igear pushed her pants downward so fast he might as well have ripped them, she wore no underwear and had a mess of black hair above her entrance. Igear had watched a holovid he traded for medicine enough times to know what to do next, he stroked her kitty, Shaleena winced at the unlubricated digit. She pushed his hand away.
Shaleena: “I think I should take over.” She lowered his pants and exposed his small dick, she tugged at it roughly.
Igear: “Ow! Watch what you’re doing!”
Shaleena: “Everyone else certainly is.” A crowd now gathered around them, she sighed. She landed on her knees and stuck the dick all the way into her mouth, she moved her tongue around his balls and then retracted back. She went down on him again and slobbered her saliva all over his junk, he moaned in ecstasy at the cold feeling of her used spit and warm feeling of her mouth and tongue. She got up and pushed him down onto his rug, then instantly straddled him. She fingered herself for a few moments while stroking him, then hopped up and landed on him again, with a little bit more of him inside her, namely his penis. Igear moaned outloud at the pussy muscles’ ridges massaging his cock, begging him to deposit his seed, which he promptly did. Shaleena got off and took the medkit, then put her clothes on. As she walked back to her hut, the elevator opened, and two men in armor and one blaster-carrying blue twi’lek teenager walked into the city.
Beggar: “Hey, you, 5 credit toll for using our elevator!”
Ravus: “Did you build it?”
Beggar: “FIVE CREDITS!”
Ravus: “This sword cost 80 credits. How about I plant it in your face?”
Mission: “Nice one.” Shaleena ran up to them and chased them off.
Shaleena: “You’re the two that were here earlier. But he was bitten, how is he still human?”
Ravus: “We found a cure, and it is free thanks to the upper city. Distribute it to the people who need it.” Ravus handed her a few vials of the cure.
Shaleena: “We are indebted to you.”
Ravus: “Save that debt for later. Zaalbaar and Bastilla come first. Bastilla won’t be auctioned off until the race, Zaalbaar takes first priority.”
Mission: “Good thinking, Boss.”
Carth: “If he said Bastilla takes first priority you’d sing a different tune.”
Mission: “Shut up, Dad.”
Carth: “You’re no kid of mine, that alone puts a smile on my face, Mission. Not much does.”
Ravus: “It’s true.”
Mission: “You’re both JERKS.” Both men laughed and continued into the laughless underworld, still full of Rakghouls and victims. The trio descended into the partially explored sewers, where Ravus was previously bitten and taken to the surface. They found the shield covering the Gammorreans. Mission sneaked across it to the other side and watched from around the corner, Carth and Ravus watched from the left.
Carth: “How many do you think?”
Ravus: “I’d say about 20, including a leader and two Elite guards. They aren’t much, but… They are numerous and we are few. Gammorrean Elite can’t hold their own against even standard infantry, but we’re just two guns and a melee. We have an advantage; Gammorreans are too stupid to use firearms.”
Carth: “Yeah. That room to our front, it has droids, right? We could program them to help.”
Mission: “We only have enough parts to fix one of them for full, two for shields and weapons, or all three for just weapons. That’s it.”
Ravus: “Mission, go fix them into a battle line in the front, side by side. We’ll reinforce their legs. Gammorreans can’t jump or maneuver well. We’ll stand behind and fire. I’ll get to work making a line of mines and a frontline, Carth, gather weapons and ammo in the back of the room. They moved quickly and silently to the room and prepared defenses. Ravus and Carth laid two lines of mines in the center of the room, and a trail to the room from the slave center, Mission prepared the bots as ordered, weapons only no shields or motors. Carth and Mission set up every rifle and blaster they had in the back, with piles of ammo, and a small barricade of boxes. Ravus stood at the force field, he inserted the key card and it turned off, the Gammorreans looked at him standing with his lone sword.
Ravus: “Tag.” He threw a frag grenade into the center of them.
Ravus: “You’re it.” He ran along the hallway, carefully not stepping on his mines, then into the room, he leapt into the air and flipped forward once before landing and grabbing a rifle. The sounds of explosions and high-pitched squeals filled the hallways, then the survivors made it to the room, everyone kept blasters in the ready. The frontline organized and made forward, they hit the mines all at once making a huge explosion that killed at least five.
Ravus: “CONTINOUS FIRE!!” The droids and the trio opened fire all at once, filling the bottleneck with laser fire, the Gammorreans hit the ground a second at a time. Once the smoke cleared, the trio looked at 20 dead Gammorreans and not a scratch on them.
Carth: “Not a bad bit of rescuing.”

Meanwhile… Bastilla’s force cage…

Bastilla stood bored in her cage, tapping her foot.
Bastilla: “Any time now would be great. Bloody Republicans.”

WILL BASTILLA BE SAVED? WILL MISSION BE SEDUCED BY THE DARK SIDE? WILL VAMPIRES RULE THE EARTH IN THE WANING DAYS OF MAN? WILL THE AUTHOR INSERT POLITICAL COMMENTARY IN A NON-CHALANT WAY AGAIN? ALL THESE ANSWERS AND MORE, NEXT CHAPTER.