KOTOR: Choose your Path

Sorry for the lack of updates. I had to release this chapter at the same time as the next one, or you'd all really be left hanging. I decided to make these stories a little bit more like the game, and, as the title suggests, let you Choose Your Path. Clever, huh? This is the light side first split chapter, and the next one is the same chapter, but Dark Side. Don't worry, they are NOT clone copies. They are both very different to make them both interesting. I've also given up numbering the sex scenes, but you CAN still hit Ctrl-F and skip to them.

Space…

Space sat quiet and still as death, as always, planets and Stars in the near and far. A Republic fleet warped in, then a Sith fleet, both launched fighters that quickly engaged one another. One L-Wing fighter broke off from the Aurek fighters, or A-wings. The L-wing flew directly towards a quad of Sith Interceptors. It fired lasers as it spun clockwise, wiping out a circle just big enough for it to fly through. The L-wing spun until its bottom laser cannon was oriented up, then pulled up in a Split S turn. On the tails of the Sith Interceptors, the L-wing locked missile on three targets and fired its three missile banks. Four interceptors pulled left and then fired their landing boosters, they pulled left again right on the tail of the L-wing. They opened fire full force, the L-wing immediately banked left and then rotated into another Split-S, the Sith Interceptors overshot. A Sith Interceptor flew by the L-wing, the L-wing rotated right and banked right, it started firing and kept banking until the lasers tagged it and it exploded. A Sith Interceptor came in behind and on the upper right of the L-wing, the Interceptor tagged the L-wing a few times, then almost shot past it before banking right and going toe to toe right next to it. The L-wing cut engine power, the Sith Interceptor did the same. The L-wing did a counter-clockwise barrel roll, doing less forward displacement than the interceptor, and thusly lagging behind it. The L-wing ignited engines for better maneuverability and fired, the Interceptor exploded. The words ‘Level Complete’ flashed across Space.
Ravus: “Pretty good, kid.”
Fighter Pilot Kid: “Thanks.” Ravus stood next to a large flight simulator arcade game in the center of the Swoop Race activity hub, or gambling hub. His face was covered in soot and black marks, his right shoulder was scorched like from an explosion. Ravus walked out and into the Bek’s area.

Bek machine shop…

Ravus sat on a bench in front of the pilot’s lockers, he wiped grit off his face with the aid of his pouring sweat. He thought to himself, about why he was sweating. He realized it wasn’t nerves or fear, but merely physical elements; heat and dirt hitting his face at hundreds of kilometers an hour. He looked at his hand, sitting perfectly still after the near-death experience of riding the prototype racer. He looked up at the one, lone light fixture that struggled to shine out the darkness in the room. Ravus stood up and grabbed his sword, he stared at his reflection in the durasteel blade.
Announcer: “AND OUR WINNERS…. THE HIDDEN BEKS!!! PILOT: RAVUS DEPARRA!!” Ravus looked up and to the side at the source of the sound, he sighed. He waited for a moment and walked out of the locker room.

Winner’s Circle…

Ravus walked forward to the Race Official’s circular computer desk, on the left side Bastilla’s cage sat humming with a tired-looking and half-naked Bastilla inside. Brejik and his cronies walked up, Brejik’s shining white armor contrasted his dark face, dark hair and dark soul.
Brejik: “So, it is you. How… stupid. RACE OFFICIALS! I DECLARE THIS RACE WON BY THE BLACK VULKARS BY DEFAULT! On the grounds the Hidden Beks, with his new “Ravus” at the helm, broke into Vulkar territory and stole an experimental accelerator device, as well as killing most of my pilots and men! They even killed our innocent female cook!”
Ravus: “You mean that cook, over there?” Ravus pointed to the slave girl he had rescued from the Vulkar base, she waved.
Brejik: “Eh, no. Too short. Our cook was… larger. REGARDLESS, I DECLA-“
Race Official: “You declare nothing! What you gangs do is your own business, once you are on the tracks you are under our jurisdiction! The Beks won, with or without committing a crime.”
Ravus: “How did that accelerator work, Brejik?”
Brejik: “That’s top secret!”
Ravus: “Who designed it?”
Brejik: “Classified!”
Ravus: “When did you steal it from us.”
Brejik: “I don’t have to answer that!”
Ravus: “But you did steal it.” Brejik stopped, he started sweating. Bastilla stared at Ravus, she felt a powerful connection to the force coming from him.
Bastilla: “No, not again.”
Brejik: “VULKARS ATTACK!” Ravus took his blaster from his back holster and fired at the controls to Bastilla’s force cage, he fired again and it deactivated. Bastilla force-grabbed two swords from two Vulkars, she jumped up and flipped, then pushed her legs off the cage and sent herself forward, slashing the midsections of two Vulkars and then the ankles of two more. A Vulkar tried to stab her on the ground, Ravus ran up and round house kicked him, then shot him in the chin as he fell down to the ground. Ravus took his sword in his off hand and held it up, a laser blast hit off of it and stopped its assault from hitting him, he stared with a look of confusion. Bastilla got a punch to the chest, she fell back and tripped over a body, landing chest first on top of Ravus, crushing her massive chest into his face.
Ravus: “Hi.”
Bastilla: “Look out!” Bastilla grabbed him and rolled right, narrowly dodging a volley of laser fire. She kicked off the ground and threw one of her swords into the eye of a Vulkar. Bastilla spun while holding her sword out, slicing two melees, they fell to the ground, Bastilla kicked a force pike on the ground using the body as a fulcrum, she grabbed it and threw it as a spear into the last body guard. She ran forward and sliced Brejik’s head off, she scanned the area for targets before lowering her combat stance. Ravus walked up to her, Bastilla spun around and put her sword at his chest but didn’t stab him, merely prepared to stab him.
Ravus: “I’m Ravus, Ravus Deparra. I’ve got your droid and Carth Onasi.” Bastilla dropped out of her combat stance.
Bastilla: “Carth Onasi is still alive? There may yet be hope for the Republic then… Wait… I have a droid? Who did you say you were?”
Ravus: “Ravus Deparra. You requested my transfer onto the Endar Spire. I’m not sure why.”
Bastilla: “We’ll discuss that some other time. Come, grab their weapons and follow me.”
Ravus: “Excuse me? Don’t you think you should find some clothes first and maybe… not kill everything that moves? Including the race official, by the way.” He pointed to the Duros on the ground with a knife blade in his neck.
Bastilla: “That wasn’t me.”
Ravus: “Was too.”
Bastilla: “Was not.”
Ravus: “Was too.”
Bastilla: “Are you a child?”
Ravus: “Do you like children?”
Bastilla: “Ugh. Men. Come on let’s just get to Carth and discuss our next course of action.” They started walking back to the Hide Out.
Ravus: “I found this on Brejik, along with his armor.” He gave Bastilla back the power cells and crystals to her lightsaber, she immediately installed them and tested her double-bladed weapon.

The Upper City…

Heavy rain dotted the upper city, the environmental controls apparently underfunded and breaking down day by day. Bastilla and Ravus walked through the rain that fell in constant drops with no wind to guide it thanks to the atmospheric wind shields around the city, which could not possibly fail or the results would be tragic.
Ravus: “You’re a Jedi, are you not?”
Bastilla: “I am.”
Ravus: “You can control living things by force of will.”
Bastilla: “I can.”
Ravus: “Why not shield yourself from the rain? It is only water, and we are the Watchers of Water. It is more a part of life than we are.”
Bastilla: “Yes, that is true. But it requires a high level of concentration for the volume you’re talking about. One might as well try to move planets.”
Ravus: “I see.” Ravus stared at her as they walked side by side, she wore Brejik’s silver armor to conceal her scantily clad chest, it shone the small amount of light in the sky towards her face, which was covered in water and thick shards of her hair that clung to her face for as long as they possibly could.

The Hideout…

The door opened, Carth, Mission and Big Z stood in the defense pointing blasters, Ravus waved them down and walked in with Bastilla.
Ravus: “Mission, can you make another set of clothes for Bastilla in her size?”
Bastilla: “I have the data for my robes memorized. I can do it myself.”
Ravus: “Fair enough. At least try to assist her. Carth, what’s the next order of business?”
Carth: “Remember that Mandalorian we ran into in the under city?”
Ravus: “Yes. Canderous Ordo.”
Carth: “That’s the one. He works for Davik, and he says Davik is working on a way to deactivate the Sith Blockade, to get off-world. He wants our help, he didn’t say for what.”
Ravus: “Can you trust a disloyal dog to be loyal, or continue his path?”
Carth: “I don’t know, I thought the same and set up a meeting with him. We can use Bastilla’s Jedi Mind Tricks.”
Ravus: “No, she’s tired and has been through too much. We’ll have to trust our judgment. Time is short, let’s go now. Carth, I’ll need your diplomacy, Big Z, I’ll need your muscle. Mission looks after Bastilla until we get back. Or the other way around. Hurry Hi Woe We See.” The three left the hideout, meanwhile Bastilla programmed the sequence of codes into the replication device to produce a set of her custom Jedi Robes. They materialized at the cost of a few components. She inspected them for flaws, then set them on the sink. She reached up to her shoulders and unlatched the corners of Brejik’s white armor, she took off the front and then the back, Mission stared at her huge breasts in awe.
Mission: “Wow, Bastilla. Do those run in your family?”
Bastilla: “Do what?”
Mission: “Those.” She pointed.
Bastilla: “What, my eyes?”
Mission: “No….”
Bastilla: “Tell me.”
Mission: “…I don’t know what they’re called. Men like them.”
Bastilla: “…My breasts?”
Mission: “That’s it! Mine are tiny.”
Bastilla: “You’ll grow in time. But it’s rude to talk about such things.”
Mission: “Why, we’re both girls.”
Bastilla: “Yes, that is true, but… they’re an… intimate part of the body.” Bastilla undressed, taking off the lingerie bodysuit she wore. She stripped down to nothing and inspected her body for bruises or wounds.
Mission: “You’re… beautiful.”
Bastilla: “Thank you. You shouldn’t be in here, however. I’m going to bathe myself.”
Mission: “You mean take a shower? I call it next.”
Bastilla: “What do you mean call it next? It’s called a shower.”
Mission: “Noooo. Call it next means I call it, as in I get it, next. Get it?”
Bastilla: “Ah. I see.”
Mission: “Didn’t you have brothers?”
Bastilla: “Jedi don’t have families. That’s enough of you. Give a lady some privacy.”
Mission: “Fine.” Mission left, Bastilla started the warm shower. She stepped in, feeling the warm water-like liquid ease her wounds away better than any kolto could, she sighed a little as her hair again clung to her face, and along the curve of her back. She grabbed a primitive handful of liquid soap and lathered herself, caressing her own feminant body with love. She lathered her breasts and cooed at the sensation, she looked at the door to make sure Mission wasn’t peaking and then found her pussy once more. Her fingers massaged her outer lips until they gave in the fight and allowed her digits entrance to her warm tunnel. She slipped two fingers in and sighed, her ass hit the wall of the shower as she leaned back and masturbated.
Mission: “Are you done YEEEET?” Bastilla’s concentration broke, Mission opened the door and Bastilla removed her fingers from the one spot on her body that made them sinful.
Mission: “You sure take long showers, Bastie.”
Bastilla: “My name is Bastilla, your name is Mission. I don’t call you Mishie.”
Mission: “That’s a cute name! I’ll take it. Here’s your towel, hurry up, I haven’t had a shower in months.”
Bastilla: “That’s slightly disgusting.” Bastilla wiped her breasts down, hoping the roughness would quench the horniness from her body but it did little or nothing. She dried her hair, her back, her ass and her legs, finally up to her crotch. She tied the towel around herself and walked out of the shower unit, Mission was already naked. Mission pushed her aside and ran into the shower, Bastilla stood stupefied. Mission caressed herself in the shower, washing her breasts, body, ass, and legs, and then spent a minute on her lekku. She turned the water off and sprang out, still naked as the day she was born.
Mission: “Man I needed that!”
Bastilla: “You only showered for a minute and thirty seconds!”
Mission: “On Taris you gotta shower fast, before the hot water runs out, or the gangs try to rape you.”
Bastilla: “I see… Could you put some clothes on?”
Mission: “Ugh, but we’re both GIRLS.”
Bastilla: “But you’re a young girl, it’s not right for me to see you this way.”
Mission: “Have you ever had sex with a woman?”
Bastilla: “What did you ask me!?”
Mission: “You know. Lesbian sex.” Bastilla stared at her wide-eyed.
Mission: “It’s ok if you have.”
Bastilla: “That’s completely- …. Totally! I can’t BELIEVE you asked me that! You little brat! Stay out of my personal business!”
Mission: “So you have.”
Bastilla: “…Oh you think you’re clever. I could have your mind erased in a moment, replace it with the mind of a prostitute!”
Mission: “Can you show me? How to love a woman?”
Bastilla: “NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT!”
Mission: “Why not?”
Bastilla: “YOU’RE BARELY A TEENAGER!”
Mission: “I lost my virginity yesterday with a boy. I wanna see which is better!”
Bastilla: “You should not throw yourself away so easily. You’ll be a slut and discarded as such!” Mission’s face soured. She looked down, she sat on the waste unit. Tears welled up in her eyes, her face flushed.
Bastilla: “Mission, I’m-… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.”
Mission: “No, but you didn’t care if it came off like that.” Mission’s tears flowed steadily down her face. Bastilla looked at her, overcome with guilt. Mission started into a full-on cry, taking a breath and then letting her wails echo out. Bastilla sat on her knees in front of Mission, she took the blue girl’s arms away from her face and softly grabbed her chin. The older woman brought the young girl’s lips to hers and pressed them, tasting the bitter salt of her tears and the sweetness of her lips. Bastilla softly broke the kiss, Mission stared into her eyes.
Mission: “Ar-.. are we gonna have sex?” Bastilla nodded, she stood up and removed her towel, exposing her beautiful body with huge breasts and a large mound of triangular brown hair above her glistening hole.

Sex scene

Bastilla took her by the hand out of the bathroom and into the living area with the one large bed. She sat the twi’lek on the bed and then kneeled on all fours in front of her, she spread the young girls legs. She stared at Mission’s beautiful nakedness and innocence, Bastilla smiled a bit as she prepared to take her innocence away with a flick of her Jedi tongue. Bastilla bent her body down and blow on Mission’s pussy, Mission moaned and shivered. Bastilla stroked the blue kitty until it opened and exposed her clit. Bastilla looked up into Mission’s eyes with a look of seduction, then she tilted her head down and thrust her tongue into Mission’s quivering mound of love. Mission rubbed her blue breasts and dark blue nipples as she struggled not to toss and turn in ecstasy. Bastilla removed her tongue and sucked on her clit, then kissed it and brought her finger to it. She maneuvered the finger down her slit, then up it, moving her soft labia around and around and coming just close to sticking it in. Mission moaned in suspense, her blue tummy shook and moved in wave like motions as her breathing came in excited spurts. Finally she felt the woman’s tongue on her pussy, she screamed in pleasure again as the feeling of a thousand constant orgasms coursed through her.
Mission: “Oh yeah… Oh YEAH!! That feels so good, Bastie.”

Outside world…

Heavy rain blanketed the world, cutting off all eyes and ears from the sins of people. Ravus, Carth and Zaalbar walked as shadows from one dry alcove to the next, they attempted to dry off in the upper city weapons shop before making the 50 yard dash to the cantina. Ravus stood outside of the dry zone, giving his body to the rain for it to land on instead of the cold, hard, durasteel of the buildings and platform he stood on. He looked over at their hideout, but could not even make out the outline of the building through the heavy black rain.
Carth: “Ravus? Are you ok?” Ravus turned and looked at his companions.
Ravus: “Nothing. Let’s go.”

Back in the Hideout, Bastilla laid on her back naked on the bed as Mission suckled her large breasts and erect brown nipples. Bastilla playfully pulled and rubbed her lekku, Mission’s off hand went down to Bastilla’s flower and was in seconds coated in her love juice. Mission stuck a finger into the only hole she could find, hoping it matched her masturbation experiences. Bastilla moaned long and slow, like a breath of hot pleasure escaping her lips.
Bastilla: “Go down on me…” Mission obeyed, she licked her blue tongue down Bastilla’s chest and stomach, Bastilla’s tummy retreated back at the cold sensation as Bastilla brought breathed in quick gasps. Mission found her pubic area and stared at her pink womanhood, not sure what to do.
Bastilla: “Spread it with your fingers gently, and lick the exposed pink area, dear.” Mission slowly did as ordered and lapped at it, Bastilla squealed and her ass lifted off the bed for a second.
Bastilla: “Keep licking.” Mission got into a study pattern of licking Bastilla’s snatch.
Bastilla: “Harder.” Mission applied more tongue pressure on her delicate insides. Bastilla grabbed a double handful of the sheets.
Bastilla: “Faster!” Bastilla started breathing faster and moving back and forth, her huge tits jiggled with her every fidget.
Bastilla: “HARDER!” She threw her head back as Mission’s tongue put her over the edge the force never could into the realm of orgasmic bliss and pure pleasure. Mission lapped up her girl cum for comparison purposes, she would reflect on sex with a man and sex with a woman later. She climbed up into bed with Bastilla and into her arms, Bastilla grabbed her head and pulled her down for a kiss to steal the taste of her own girl cum. Bastilla slowly broke her lustful kiss and turned over, she walked up to the replication device and made a new thong for herself, she slipped it on emotionlessly.
Mission: “Don’t you wanna… you know… cuddle? Girl time?”
Bastilla: “We cannot. What if the others were to come back and see us naked in each others’ arms? It is the price of lesbian love sometimes. It must remain hidden.”
Mission: “But, there’s gay people everywhere.”
Bastilla: “Jedi cannot love, Jedi cannot engage in lust. Sex with the same gender is an even greater crime.”
Mission: “Oh c’mon. You mean all those ladies locker rooms and no one ever fell in love?”
Bastilla: “That’s an interesting piece of fiction, Mission, why don’t you write it yourself. I’ll review it sometime.” Bastilla sat at the workbench and opened up her lightsaber, secretly searching for any remnants of her masturbation that may have dried and ruined the components.

Cantina…

Canderous: “So we are in agreement.”
Ravus: “Yes. But to escape the planet, the launch codes must be found.”
Canderous: “Without a doubt, there are some in the Sith Base in the upper city.”
Ravus: “Have you been there?”
Canderous: “Once. I have this map of it.” Canderous laid out the outline of the main floor of the Sith Base.
Canderous: “There’s a large mainframe in the second basement level. The elevator is here. The structure is designed to allow guards to respond to any threat in any room or hall in the same amount of time. They have at least three squads of troopers and one squad of grenadiers.”
Ravus: “Carth, what’s your opinion on holding back two squads with two shooters.”
Carth: “If you could get a defensive position and cover an entrance you could do it. Sith aren’t very smart. You’d have to cover your flank though, that’s difficult to do in this situation.”
Canderous: “Could set up mines in a line. It would defend you and alert you at the same time. Just count the explosions.”
Ravus: “I’m thinking about a pincer move. If we could have two teams of two move in and strike two defensive positions, say their computer defense room and their elevator, they would have to choose one to attack or split their forces. If they split their forces we can handle them, and if they attack one team, the other team can use the base’s design against them and outflank within seconds. In those narrow hallways, grenades would be effective, especially against Sith infantry.” Canderous and Carth stared at him.

Sith Base…

Canderous: “ON THE SIDE!” Ravus took his twin blaster combo and turned 90 degrees right to see three Sith troopers arming grenades. He took careful shots and hit them in their arms or legs, causing them to either drop the grenades or stumble and fall; their own grenades exploded in proximity to their bodies and killed them instantly. Ravus rotated 90 degrees left and looked at the large V of the main computer room, more Sith troopers poured in from the front.
Ravus: “Activate the mines on the right and prepare for frontal barrage!” Lasers pelted the computer he ducked behind. He pressed the button on a flash grenade and threw it, disorienting the Sith Troopers. Canderous pressed a button on his belt and red mines lit up on the side entrance, one Sith trooper foolishly ran in alone and set one off, blowing himself to hell.
Canderous: “Four mines to go!” He set his huge rifle on top of a computer terminal and pulled the trigger without ever letting go.
Ravus: “Ice Team what’s your position?!”
Bastilla: “Minimally engaged, we’re heading to the north entrance to outflank them, Fire Team.”
Ravus: “Be advised, heavy infantry concentration, straggling grenadiers. Use caution on all lone troopers.”
Carth: “Copy.” Bastilla and Carth ran through the hallways to the northern entrance of the computer room, only to be greeted by thirty Sith infantry. Bastilla threw her yellow staff of light into the mass, then ducked as a volley ripped past her head and deadened her ear drums slightly before sparking the wall and melting the armor. Her lightsaber sought targets in its straight path of force flight, Bastilla called it back to her hand and threw it again, then jumped, half the Sith troopers fired at her standing position and the other half at the ground where she previously ducked. Carth came around the corner and fired both pistols, scoring headshot after headshot as the Sith masks exploded in colorful light and sparks. Bastilla landed and put her hands together, she let the force stream to the connections of hate and anger in the Sith minds, then pushed those connections. The force push sent the Sith down like dominos, even those who resisted. Ravus jumped over the computer and ran to the downed troopers while taking potshots, Canderous stayed behind at his orders and shot at any troopers trying to get into the eastern entrance. One made it through and hit a mine, then another before going down, his body set off the third one.
Canderous: “We’ve got a problem here, we’ve only got one mine left!”
Ravus: “Fighting retreat to Ice Team’s position!” The remaining Sith that had escaped Bastilla’s saber now stood up and fired at the Jedi, who struggled to bounce all the bolts back or even just away from her in any direction. She got a weak bolt to her left shoulder, she winced in pain for a moment. A grenade exploded under the Sith troopers severely wounding them, Ravus and Canderous unleashed their rifled fury from the southern flank, Carth bounced back into the fight and let loose his guns as the Sith blaster bolts hit his armor and scorched his body. Ravus rushed into the room and pulled out his knife, he stabbed it into the neck of a trooper before ripping it out and slashing across the weak chest armor of the troopers, wounding them deeply. Canderous hip-mounted his rifle and sprayed left to right, trying not to hit Ravus in the process. Ravus slashed right to left across the faceplate of a trooper, destroying the shaded glass and sending the trooper down for the count. Bastilla spun her saber on her right side with the troopers on her left side, as they fired she spun her body and used the spinning motion of her blade to repel the bolts back. She then bum rushed the last three troopers and sliced the legs off of two before spinning her saber up, letting go, spinning to her right and grabbing the blade again for a final spear to the two troopers. Ravus ran up and stabbed the trooper in his heart, Bastilla stabbed the same trooper in his face. The group immediately made a defensive position at the northern door and shot at any stragglers.
Ravus: “Bastilla, let’s get to the elevator. You two stay here and mop up!”
Carth: “Copy that!”

Meditation Chamber…

Bastilla and Ravus walked into the large, bottle-necked meditation room which also housed the telemetry computers. Malak’s apprentice stood and turned to look at them, he stared coldly at the floor and then slowly upwards.
Apprentice: “He said you would come.”
Ravus: “Our fight isn’t with you.”
Apprentice: “Yet. Is the enemy who runs an advantage or a disadvantage? The more he runs the more worlds he will cover, the more FOOLS will join him, the more he can scorch the earth beneath his feet. You are too dangerous to be left alive, and so am I. Surely you see the logic in that.”
Ravus: “All I see is one man in the place of a thousand others. Are you so willing to take more lives than others just to have your name recorded?”
Apprentice: “It’s above that.”
Ravus: “How much further?! There’s a point you’re above everything and you have to ask yourself… why.” The apprentice ignited his red saber, Bastilla ignited her double yellow.
Bastilla: “Stay back!” Bastilla ran forward holding her double blade on her lower right in both hands. She swung right to left and upwards, the apprentice easily blocked it. Bastilla rotated around with lightning reflexes, sending her other blade to the apprentice’s neck, the apprentice backed up and Bastilla’s blade hit nothing but air. The apprentice stabbed towards Bastilla’s chest, Bastilla ducked down and hit the floor, holding her sabor above her chest to protect herself. The apprentice swung down at her, she rotated her sabor to move her left side blade into a block. The apprentice quickly lifted up and tried to hit the metal hilt, Bastilla rolled to her right and the crackle of energy filled the room. The apprentice lifted up again, Bastilla rolled backwards and jumped to her feet, Ravus fired a bolt at the distracted apprentice, the bolt hit his leg. The apprentice reached out and started choking Ravus, Bastilla watched in horror. Bastilla attacked him with fury, striking his guard on the right, left, upper and then upper once more, he blocked each as Ravus gasped for air. The apprentice sneered at her, Bastilla weighed her options. Thinking quickly, she reached into her robe and opened it, exposing her braless breast to the air. The apprentice instantly latched onto it, allowing Ravus to concentrate hard enough to break the force choke. Ravus stared at the Bastilla’s extreme beauty and large breast for as long as he could. Bastilla returned her mammary gland to her warm tunic and then jumped up holding her saber down like a spear to block any retaliation from the apprentice. She landed mere centimeters away from him and before he could strike, grabbed his saber hand. He grabbed her elongated metal hilt and forced it toward her chest, the burning yellow blades away from him. They continued to struggle, rotating around each other matching one another’s footwork and holding onto each other’s sabers. Ravus took the opportunity and shot the apprentice again, stinging his back, Bastilla used the break in concentration and hooked her left leg under his right and pulled at it, dragging his limb into the bottom of her blade. She pushed their break apart and sent her saber over her back, giving it just enough spin so it didn’t cut herself open. The apprentice looked up just in time to see the burning yellow blade hit his face. Ravus stared at Bastilla, unable to get the image of her bare breast out of his mind, indeed all he could concentrate on instead was how beautiful she was. The duo retrieved the data they needed and made haste to their compatriots.

Davik’s Palace…

Davik: “While I check your references, I ask that you remain here. If you need anything, my servants are down the hall and will cater to your every need.” Davik looked over Bastilla with lust, then he turned and left. Calo Nord stared at the group one last time before leaving.
Canderous: “Now is our time to strike.”
Ravus: “Not yet, Calo will be watching. Let’s see if we can’t get out of this room, though. Bastilla, the door, please?” Bastilla walked up to the door and ignited one end of her lightsaber, she stuck it into the door near the middle where the locking mechanism was located. The door metal heated up, the magnetics began to warp and sever, and finally the door slid open with the usual sound.
Ravus: “Why even bother getting a key?”
Canderous: “It’s dangerous to open doors like that. Davik and anyone following us will know exactly where we’ve been or are headed. It’s like leaving a trail of bowcaster shells to find your way home.”
Ravus: “Excellent point. Let’s check on his servants and see if we can’t free them from this place.”
Bastilla: “I agree. Whoever has to sleep with that horrible man. Ugh.” The trio walked into the L-shaped hallway, Bastilla opened the door ahead of them. Inside a young teenager pounded a yellow twi’lek slave in the doggystyle position, the twi’lek’s arms collapsed in pleasure as she yelled and grunted in satisfaction. The trio stood watching, the other end of Bastilla’s lightsaber turned on. She turned it off and snapped out of her daze, then shut the door, hoping no one would notice the huge burn hole in it.
Bastilla: “Let’s just… find those servant’s quarters.” The trio rounded the L hallway to the end, they opened it to find a room lined with giant king size purple beds on the left side, massage tables in the middle, and hot spas on the right side. The room was spotted with random twi’lek sex slaves of varying colors, representing the entire myriad of Rhylon.
Twi’lek Headmistress: “Welcome, Masters. How may we use our bodies to please you?”
Canderous: “Wow, this is my kinda place!”
Bastilla: “Typical male fantasy! Ugh, so disgusting.” A yellow twi’lek with bright, painted, purple lips and eyeliner walked behind her and massaged her shoulders.
Yellow Twi’lek: “You seem tense… let me help you.”
Bastilla: “Thank you but that’s not nec- Keep. Going. Oh yes.” The twi’lek slipped the robes off of Bastilla and massaged her bare flesh, Ravus and Canderous stared at her giant rack confined by her brown bra. A group of five twi’leks surrounded Canderous and started removing his armor, one hung up his giant rifle in the corner. A group surrounded Ravus too, his shirt was off before he even knew it.
Ravus: “No, I don’t like this, this isn’t right.”
Orange Twi’lek: “Would you like some privacy?” She squeezed her arms in front of her, pushing her huge breasts into two giant, perfectly round and shining globes of flesh. Ravus stared at them.
Ravus: “Yes… alone. With you…” The Twi’lek took him by the hand and led him out of the room to the bedrooms, into his room. She closed the door and then pushed him down onto the bed. She took her skimpy top and bottom off, showing her magnificent orange body.
Orange Twi’lek: “Don’t worry… I’ll show you to heaven.” She climbed on top of him and started kissing his chest, his erection poked against her belly. She reached down and unzipped his pants, then fished his pole out and stroked it.

Sex Scene

Meanwhile, Canderous, already naked, enjoyed a lapdance from a brown twi’lek, his meat sliding between her asscheeks in a wonderful tease. Two more red slave girls adorned his side, standing up as he fingered both their pussies at once. Bastilla laid on her side on one of the massage tables in a semi-inverted 69 with the yellow twi’lek, licking her pussy while she worked on Bastilla’s clit, and another blue twi’lek worked on Bastilla’s vagina, while another green twi’lek worked on her ass, and another green rubbed her tits against her back and massaged Bastilla’s funbags with her delicate hands as she did so. Bastilla started cumming, her body twitched, the twi’leks doubled their efforts and gave her even more pleasure as she rode the wave of orgasm. Three twi’leks now sucked on Canderous’ cock, two on either of his balls and one sucking his pole like it needed chrome removal. Three more twi’leks sucked on the pussies of the cocksucking, ball polishing twi’leks as they brought Canderous to the edge of the universe and back with their mouths. Canderous pushed them off and picked up a green one, he threw her onto the bed and climbed on top of her. He mounted her in the missionary position and entered her all the way to the hilt in a heartbeat, the twi’lek love slave moaned. He started fucking her so hard her tits smashed against her face and her lekku danced wildly, she threw her head back and forth as he fucked her. Meanwhile, Bastilla stood in one of the deep hot tubs, her tongue deeply entrenched in her current lesbian lover’s mouth, while the twi’lek moved her large breasts in tiny circles against Bastilla’s and fingered her pussy while she did so. Another twi’lek stood behind her and fingered her ass, using the hot water as lubrication. The other twi’leks she took for herself were in the tub as well, overcome with the need for lesbian love as she deeply kissed, fingered and sucked each other. Bastilla exploded in the greatest orgasm of her life up until that point, the two twi’leks grabbed her to prevent her from falling over as she shuddered and spazzed like an old repulsor engine.

In Ravus’ room, the orange twi’lek bounced on his cock, screaming in ecstasy. Ravus looked as his cock disappeared into her womanhood again and again. A tear escaped his eye for reasons he didn’t understand. He picked up the twi’lek and pushed her against the wall that was against the side of the bed, she went to her knees. Ravus entered her from behind and grabbed her ass, he started fucking her, she moaned, he fucked her faster, she moaned harder. Her inside walls massaged his cock in ways he’d almost forgotten existed, his mind disappeared and his vision blurred as his orgasm became him. He thrust into her overflowing pot one more time and became one with her as he came and sprayed his cum all over her insides.

Back in the slave room, Canderous had two twi’leks on top of each other making out, he stood on his knees behind them fucking one. He fucked her a few more times and then started fucking the other blue pussy just centimeters away. After a few thrusts he pulled on the top one’s ass and squeezed their pussies together. He slid into the space between, feeling the edges of their pussies massage him at the same time on the top and bottom. He instantly came and sprayed all over their naked sweating bodies, the twi’leks continued their tongue and finger games as they moaned harder at his cum drenched them like sluts. Bastilla bent over, a twi’lek munching on her pussy from behind while fingering her ass, as the Jedi Ice Queen ate out a red twi’lek slave. Another orange twi’lek laid under Bastilla, supported on the seat extrusion of the hot tub, she licked one of Bastilla’s swaying breasts and squeezed the other while occasionally pinching her pink nipple. Bastilla’s vision blurred as she lost control of her inhibitions and went into orgasm. She screamed and silenced her moans by sucking on the red pussy in front of her, causing the young twi’lek slave to cum with her as well.

Narrator: “INTERESTING STUFF. But What Would Darth Maul Do? Find out in the ALTERNATE CHAPTER! MORE Chapters on the way…. With respect to reviews.”