Kirby had in fact been transported by the ancient relic to a galaxy far far away.

The planet of Taris, to be exact. However, her only chance to escape this predicament is to use her wits and charm to escape this doomed planet.

However, her state of arrival and (lack of) clothing would land her in trouble.

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"Ugh…where am I?" I wondered. How did I end up from my bedroom to…this? I looked around and saw the oddly designed cities. Of course I was a little surprised when I saw space ships.

The most surprising of all was the revelation that I was completely naked.

"Who are you, and why are you naked?" I heard a voice behind me. I turned, and saw an odd sight. Two women were also in the apartment, and looked severely hurt. The older one was the worst, her cropped white hair slightly dirty, and her clothes badly torn. The younger, more tanned one was clutching a burn on her side. Their clothes didn't look much better. The older girl had some sort of white winter uniform on, and the younger barely anything except for a bra and her panties.

"Uhhh….I…I'm lost?" I offered helplessly.

The two regarded each other.

"My name is Brianna…" The older one introduced herself.

"…And mine is Rala." The other finished.

"So, uh, Rala and Brianna…know where I can get some clothes?" I asked politely.

"Well, considering the state we're in…we'd have to create some makeshift clothes, and then get ourselves some credits." Brianna replied.

"Credits?" I asked curiously.

"Y'know, Republic credits? The currency throughout the galaxy?" She offered impatiently.

"Right…credits…" I muttered. "Where the hell am I?"

"I don't think I caught your name, by the way." Brianna interjected.

"Kirby. Kirby Reed." I told her.

"Kirby. Huh…" She repeated, and went over to the workbench, and continued working on something.

Rala beckoned me over.

"Sorry about that…she's trying to repair our weapons after they sustained damage a while ago. I'm trying to solve our clothing problem." She explained.

"Hmmm…" I thought for a while, looking at our resources and possible ways to get clothes. My train of thought was suddenly cut off. I realized Rala was touching my breast.

"Uhhh…what the fuck are you doing?" I asked, frozen.

"They're so big and…soft. Much bigger than ours." She examined, and I was unable to move as she slowly squeezed it.

"Rala!" Brianna took her away, and brought me over to her worktable after a short talk with Rala.

"I am sorry about that. Rala…is unused to general manners. She's been a sex slave for a long time." She apologized.

"It's…fine." I waved my hand. "Water under the bridge, as the saying goes."

Brianna nodded appreciatively. Then she took on a slightly inquisitive look.

"But…I am slightly curious. How are your breasts so—" She began.

"Gah!" I interrupted, embarrassed.

"Why are you so embarrassed? We're both girls." She asked suspiciously.

"You been living as a slave all your life, too?" I stuttered, bright red. "You don't go touch other girl's breasts that you just met!"

She was slightly taken aback. However, after much discussion, she convinced me to let her examine me. Privately, that is.

She lightly put her gloved hand on my left breast, and squeezed. I barely managed to stifle a moan.

"How are yours….so big and so soft?" She asked.

"I don't know!" I retorted.

"Such…big breasts would have been a disadvantage where most come from. You show no signs of physical training…and it looks like you compulsively…-"

"HEY! Whoa! I don't need your psychological profiling service. I don't come from this galaxy. I come from planet EARTH." I protested.

"Earth?" She repeated, obviously confused.

"Yeah…" I got up from the bed, and covered myself with a sheet toga.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"To take a bath!" I replied loudly. I pressed the exit button and left this den of sexually curious fools.

"God…what weirdos…my tits aren't that big…" I muttered as I tried to get the memory out of my mind.

"Honestly…argh….fine, okay, they're huge compared to those two girl's, but I don't see how that is a disadvantage…"

I exited the elevator and after some searching, finally found a private shower I could use. And even better were the discovery of a set of clothes laying there.

"And afterwards, I plan on ditching those two." I mutter to myself, and gather the stray clothes, hoping they were my size.