Catlula woke up from her sleep with her skin covered by nothing more than a blanket. She laid on her front with her breasts squished against the bed's foam mattress. One of her lekku hung off the side of the bed, while the other was under General Wencor's body. The weight on the appendage annoyed the twi'lek and proved to be very uncomfortable, but at this point, she had learned to get used to these annoyances.
Catlula uncovered her body from under the covers and exposed her naked body to the open air. As the twi'lek left the bed, her breasts bounced with every movement she made.
The movement of Catlula's lekku under General Wencor's body irritated him, so he woke up and groggily asked, "You're waking up?"
Catlula quickly turned around, her lekku swinging behind her and responded, "I was going to practice my target shooting before the battle."
Wencor tiredly said, "Fine, just come to the hanger in 2 hours, so we can go to Jevrin."
The twi'lek shook her head and replied, "Yes, sir.", turning around with her lekku continuing to sway behind her.
Catlula walked to her closet and grabbed her metal bra and panties. Then, she moved the panties up her legs until it covered her vagina and the crack of her plump ass and covered her large breasts with her bra, squeezing them against her chest as she clipped it on her back.
Suddenly, General Wencor snuck up behind Catlula and grabbed her shoulders, causing her to give a surprised yelp.
Wencor said, "I could not resist you as I saw how your body looks in that tight bikini. I love how that bra pushes your breasts and smooths out your body."
The general's advances made Catlula uncomfortable, and she responded, "Please stop touching me as much. I'll have sex with you after the battle."
Wencor said, "Fine" and slapped her mostly bare ass as he walked back to his bed, causing the girl to yelp again.
The twi'lek bitterly looked at the general on the bed as she grabbed her shorts, and as she put it on, she thought, "Can Wencor just leave me alone? I though letting him fuck me as much as I do would shut him up. I guess some people will never be satisfied."
Catlula dressed in her tank top on and put her lekku through her headwear. Finally, she grabbed her sniper rifle and quickly left the room without looking at Wencor again.
When the twi'lek entered the shooting range, she set her gear up and lined her rifle up at one of the stations. Then, she started shooting at the targets she set at two miles away.
Suddenly, the twi'lek heard a condescending voice from beside her saying, "Two mile range? Not bad for the general's fleshlight."
Catlula halted her shooting and looked for the origin of the voice to see Eskol.
Eskol smugly continued, "When I knew you at the academy, I did not know you would develop into such a whore. Though, it is not surprising since you are a twi'lek."
Catlula bitterly replied, "Shut up, Eskol. I never had a choice."
Eskol laughed and replied, "If that is true, that would be the funniest part of it. I admit that you are a very skilled soldier, but your appearance will always overshadow that. You were born into slavery, and now, your life has gone full circle and have gotten what you deserve."
Catlula sighed at the mockery and returned to shooting targets. The twi'lek's silence to Eskol's words annoyed him, so he grabbed her lekku and harshly yanked it.
The pull ruined the girl's shot, her first missed shot of the day, so she quickly put the gun down, turning around to face the man who pulled her appendage.
Catlula furiously said, "Why do you have to be such an asshole, Eskol? I swear, if you continue to mess with me, I will stab you with my rifle's bayonet."
Eskol laughed and said, "You've been tortured as a loyal soldier. I could only imagine how you would be treated after you stab one of our own."
Catlula blankly stared at the officer and subtly shook as she thought about what the man said, thinking about how to deal with this situation.
Eskol boldly stated, "I could strip a whore like you naked right here, and there would be nothing you could do in response."
Catlula stood silent, trembling in fear, debating whether she should initiate fight or flight. Eskol smiled at the twi'lek lack of response to his statements and walked toward the cornered girl. As the man walked closer, the sniper panicked, and once the male officer was close enough to grab her, the girl tried to flee.
As Catlula started her escape, Eskol firmly grabbed the twi'lek lekku, giving her instant whiplash and forcing her to drop her rifle. The force flung her head up, and her feet fell out from under her, painfully landing her on her ass.
Eskol reeled the girl in and firmly groped her tits with his arms as an awful headache rang through her head. He felt the cloth covered steel of her bra that covered her beautiful curves.
Catlula panicked and struggled against the man's restraint as she cried and screamed, "Let go of me! Get away from me! I don't want you!" All of this was made worse by the headache.
Eskol lifted the girl's tank top above her metal bra and fondled the border of her squished boobs and yelled in reply, "Shut up, bitch!"
As the two yelled at each other, everyone in the range started noticing the abuse. A crowd started to surround the twi'lek and the man, some wondering if they should get involved to help the woman or celebrating the pain being done to a "lesser being".
Catlula tried to look at the crowd through the pain and stopped screaming, feeling embarrassed by the scene she was stuck in. The headache still rang through the back of her head, and Eskol also looked at the crowd, smiling.
He loudly asked the crowd, "Any of you want to see this whore's tits?"
Around a fourth of the crowd cheered, a fourth stayed quiet, while half the crowd dispersed. Catlula teared up as she feared the worst.
Suddenly as Eskol put his hand on the clip of the twi'lek's bra, an aged military commander named Colonel Tunshalf walked up to the pair and said, "Please stop this immaturity, Eskol. Disturbing these training grounds for the sake of your lust is disorderly, and everyone encouraging this behavior should be ashamed. Let go of the girl."
Eskol sighed, disappointed that he could not expose the beautiful twi'lek's body and harshly threw her to the floor. Catlula painfully landed on her knee and elbow and scraped both on the cold, metal floor.
Tunshalf told the young man, "One day, you will learn to concentrate your urges on defending this glorious Empire. Your mind may be focused on the material now, but I have faith that you will grow into a great soldier. Just, please start working on your vices."
The twi'lek quickly stood back up after the push, blood dripping from the wounds on her arm and leg, gratefully saying, "Thank you, sir."
Tunshalf leered at Catlula as he walked away and said, "If your kind were never allowed here we would have to deal with much less problems."
These senior officer's words left Catlula silent as the man walked away.
The crowd, who had hoped to see the girl's hidden attributes, dispersed, and Eskol said to the twi'lek, "You are a lucky little bitch, Catlula. Pick your rifle back up from the floor and leave before I enact revenge for that embarrassment."
The twi'lek nodded her head as she silently and hastily grabbed her rifle and equipment before she quickly darted out of the shooting range.
Catlula ran to her room and entered it covered head to toe in sweat.
Wencor looked at her and asked, "Back so early?"
The twi'lek replied as she caught her breath, "I had to leave the range early, Wencor."
The general looked at the girl's wounds, but he did not ask about them, instead saying, "Remove your clothes and join me in bed. We still have over an hour before we have to leave, and I wish to enjoy you in the remaining time we have."
Catlula mournfully nodded her head as she removed her sweaty tank top and headwear. Then, she rolled her drenched shorts and panties down her legs in one movement. Finally, she unclipped her bra and let her tits bounce the steel clothing off her body and onto the floor in a loud "clank".
The twi'lek walked toward the bed, with her blue skin shining in the room's light. Then, she tucked herself into the bed as she let her commander have his way with her, all while the clock on the wall clicked further and further into the future.