Rey and Padme both panicked when they heard the voice. Thinking quickly, Padme shoved Rey through a side door before going though herself. Blinking, Rey realized they were in a bathroom.

"Senator Amidala? Are you in here?" A man's voice came from outside the bathroom. Padme recognized it as Anakin's

"Yes, I'm just... taking a shower." Padme lied, trying her best to keep her voice as even as possible.

"Alright." Anakin said. "Well, when you get out, my Padawan, Ashoka had something she wished to discuss with you. I'll just leave her out here. I have to get back to the 501st. We're shipping off to Ryloth soon."

"Um... I'd prefer if she waited outside, Anakin. I don't have any clothes in here." Padme wasn't lying about that part. Rey's eyes opened wide at the mention of Anakin's name, her purpose for the trip suddenly remembered.

"So that's why they're out here. Why two pairs of clothes? And why on the floor?"

"OH! Erm... One's what I took off before I showered, and one's what I'm planning on putting on. I didn't leave them on the floor, they must have fallen."

"Are you sure? They're awfully far from anything they could have fallen off of."

"That's strange. Who knows why that might be the case..."

"And I don't think I recognize one of these outfits. The white one with all the wrappings."

"Erm.. Yes... I was planning to wear that to an important diplomatic dinner later."

"Dinner? With who?"

"You seem awfully interested in the senator's schedule, Master. And why are you so interested in where she leaves her clothes?" A young female's voice commented with feigned ignorance.

"You're right, I wouldn't recognize all Senator Amidala's outfits. This must just be one I'm unfamiliar with." Anakin said, doing his to appear unconcerned. "Well, I'll get going now. Don't wanna be late. Wait outside, Snips." Anakin said, making a hasty exit before he could say anything else damning. Rey exhaled lightly with relief.

"Was that really Anakin Skywalker?" Rey asked in a whisper.

"Yes, why?" Padme responded in a similarly hushed tone.

"He's going to turn to the dark side, betray you all. He's going to kill all the Jedi."

"Ani? No, He would never! He would never do anything like that! Well... there was that one time with the sand people... But he wouldn't ever again! He has me now, and Ashoka. Plus, kill all the Jedi? Anakin's powerful, but he's not strong enough to kill all the Jedi even if he wanted to." Padme said, coming to Anakin's defense, and getting a bit louder than was appropriate.

"Padme? You alright in there? I heard you speaking." Ashoka called.

"Yup! I'm fine!" Padme called back quickly.

"If you say so..."

"I'm going to get dressed now. You wait here and after she leaves, we'll figure out a way out for you." Padme whispered to Rey. Rey nodded.

Padme left the bathroom and went to put on her clothes, before remembering she had told Ashoka and Anakin she would be wearing the other set. She sighed, and put on Rey's clothes. They were ill-fitting, since Rey was several inches taller, but her breasts were several inches smaller than Padme's, and she was slightly slimmer. This led to the garment being much tighter than Padme would have liked.

"Alright, come in..." Padme told Ashoka. Ashoka walked through the door.

"Are you sure those fit you? They seem awfully tight. And the pant legs are trailing on the floor." Ashoka said, immediately noticing Padme's strange attire.

"Yes... Well traditionally where I'm going for that dinner, they wear clothes like this. It's a... show of camaraderie." Padme lied, thinking quickly.

"I don't know of any place like that. And it can't be far, You're still on-world."

"I'm not going today, I'm just... breaking the clothes in."

"Alright." Ashoka said with a shrug.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" Padme said, trying to change the subject.

"It's quite private... So I'd prefer if you didn't mention it to anyone. Not even Anakin. Understand?"

"Alright..." Padme said, curious.

"In fact, I'd prefer If we discussed it in someplace without open windows. Mind if we speak in the refresher?"

"NO! I mean- There's no need. I can just close these windows." Padme said, pressing a button on the windowsill. The windows slid shut.

"Okay. Just promise not to tell ANYONE."

"I promise."

"Alright... So what do you know of togrutan anatomy?"

"Not much, I suppose."

"We, like many mammals, experience seasons of 'Heat.'"

"Heat?"

"We basically get very... excitable..."

"Excitable how?"

"To put it simply... We get aroused very easily. It's very frustrating, especially for a Jedi like myself. I don't want to tell the order about this... It doesn't seem very Jedi-like. And I know what they'd say anyway. 'There is no passion, there is serenity.' That's all well and good, but it isn't a lot of help."

"So what did you want me to do to help?"

"I... I don't know, honestly. I just wanted to tell someone, honestly. Do humans get 'heat' too? How do you deal with it?"

"Humans don't get heat, but we do get horny. Usually I resolve it by rubbing one out, but oftentimes that isn't all that effective by myself."

"What do you do when you can't help yourself?"

"Usually get someone else to help." Padme said, her nipples hardening at the subject of conversation. Ashoka saw them through the tight fitting clothes, but elected not to mention it.

"Help how?"

"By having someone else get me off." Padme said. Ashoka's orange face blushed at this comment. With her heat in season, she was dripping just from thinking about it.

"Do you- Do you think you might be willing to help me out?" Ashoka asked, uncharacteristically shy. She rubbed her thighs together under her skirt.

"I'd be happy to. Just... Y'know, strip, and I'll get started."

"Strip?"

"You didn't expect me to help with your clothes on, did you?"

"I didn't really expect you to help at all."

"Here, I'll take mine off first." Padme said encouragingly. She quickly removed her garments, leaving her stark naked. She hadn't bothered to put on any underwear with Rey's clothes, and frankly she was glad to get out of the ill-fitting attire. Ashoka's mouth gaped open with arousal as she gazed upon Padme's lithe, pale form. Padme's perky breasts were capped by hard pink nipples, and Ashoka loved the way they looked.

"Alright, your turn now. Quit gawking." Padme said. Ashoka blushed and turned away.

"O-ok." Ashoka hesitantly agreed. She removed her top, exposing her large orange tits, before swiftly stepping out of her skirt as well. Now it was Padme that was captivated. Not by Ashoka's beautiful body (Although she didn't mind that) but by some strange white markings just above the Togruta's pussy, similar to the one's on her face.

"What are these?" Padme asked Ashoka, pointing to the markings.

"That's my... mating inducer indicators."

"Mating inducer indicators?"

"They help for Togruta's to find each others mating inducers." Ashoka explained. Now that Ashoka had pointed it out, Padme did notice that the markings seemed to converge on a single spot. She touched that spot experimentally. Ashoka moaned audibly, then flushed red, her nipples hard as diamonds, before stepping away from Padme quickly.

"S-stop it! That's very s-sensitive and it induces p-prolonged arousal. If you keep d-doing that I'll end up h-horny for hours." The Togruta complained, her face flushed and out of breath. A wolfish grin appeared on Padme's face. She reached her hand out and touched the spot again. And again, Ashoka moaned and stepped back.

"H-hey!" Ashoka tried to appear angry, but she was biting her lip and rubbing her thighs together in arousal, which kind of ruined the effect.

"Alright, I'll stop." Padme relented. Ashoka stepped forward again, albeit cautiously. "You can play with my nipples to make up for it. I saw how you were ogling them earlier."

"I wasn't ogling!"

"You just happened to be staring off into space and my tits were in the way?" Padme remarks sarcastically. "Just c'mere and play with them already."

Needing no further encouragement, Ashoka eagerly wraps her lips around one of Padme's nipples. The senator fans herself with her hand, breathing slightly heavier than normal at the feeling of Ashoka's lips around one of her perky pink buds.

"Mmm... that's- oh... that's nice..." Padme moans, throwing her head back. "Yes, right...fucking...there!"

Padme places one hand on the back of Ashoka's head, pushing it into her breast. The other hand found it's way to the nipple Ashoka wasn't sucking, pinching it.

"Yes... That's so good..." Padme hisses, breathing more heavily now. Ashoka marvel's at how soft Padme's breasts are, and how good Padme's nipple feels in her mouth. Ashoka's other hand finds it's way between the Togruta's legs, rubbing her clit. She flicks her tongue against Padme's nipple, eliciting a breathy moan from the Senator.

"Ah... Ah... F-fuck..." Padme moans, pushing Ashoka's face into her tit with both hands. "Fuck...That feels so good... Don't stop..." Encouraged by Padme's cries, Ashoka begins sucking even harder, and Padme's moans come more frequently, her breath arriving in ragged gasps.

"Fuck, yes...j-just like that...Ohhh god..." Padme moans again, her face a mask of ecstasy. "Yes... f-fuck yes... I'm going to... gonna..." Padme groans. She writhes in pleasure as she cums, spasming roughly.

"Fuck... That was amazing." Padme pants.

"I agree." A third voice says from behind Ashoka. The Togruta feels something wet on her lekku, and moans from the stimulation.