Chapter 9: Backstreet Dealings
It was a rare cool day in the Zygerria capital. The salty sea breeze was moving far across the dunes, blessing the populace with much needed relief from the harsh sun. As a result of the pleasantly mild weather the populace was filling the streets of the merchants district. Zygerria was a hub for all kinds of trade, and not just slaves. The citizenry came out to buy spices, enhancements, foods, clothes and exotic amenities from all over the galaxy, and today Mike would be joining the common folk again.
The crown Prince was getting a little tired of his mother and teachers constantly monopolizing his time, and decided to give himself a break. A quick afternoon out on the town with his beloved pet Ahsoka. He'd hoped to spend a peaceful day with Ashoka shopping and exploring the place that would be his capital city one day. However, they were rudely interrupted by half a dozen Zygerrian punks.
A group of half a dozen mostly male Zygerrians, wearing black cloth face masks and leather armour. The group of robbers caught Mike and Ahsoka in the corner of one of the allies, descending on them from the apartments above the second they turned the corner. Before Mike could say a word, the assumed leader pulled the standard Empire issue laser pistols. Then they said, "Your credits or your life, bitch. Your choice."
Mike and Ahsoka shared a quick nod and decided to teach these punks a lesson.
And literally five minutes later the fight was finished….
"You guys really shouldn't have tried to jump us." sighed Ahsoka as she planted her foot on the back of the two piled up thugs she'd just beaten. The Zygerrians were not combatants and probably barely knew how to aim their pistols. A far cry from the combat training Mike and Ahsoka received. Though lucky for the pair at Ahsoka's feet she only left them bruised and beaten, unlike what Mike was currently doing to the other four.
"God you cat boys are suck fucking faggots." Mike spat as he sank his cock into twinky Zygerrian boy butt.
The punks didn't stand a chance, Mike didn't even use a weapon he just used the force to reduce them to a bunch of drooling and twitching messes. Not bothering to bring them to the palace, he decided some back ally rape correction was best for the rabble. Immediately the four unlucky enough to stare him down found their holes suddenly penetrated by a cock that could put most livestock to shame.
They crumpled beneath the sudden ghostly insertion, falling to their knees and groaning as Mike crushed their PG spots. His cock swelling with each heavy thrust into the twinky boy butt. While the girls enjoyed a double stuffing as Mike used his powers to fill their cunts and asses with cock. Bulging their stomach to the point it looked like a bantha mounted them. Yet to any onlooker bold enough to look it appeared as if nothing was fucking them stupid.
"Hnnggh, whu-aaaht duh-du-ffusssshh!" drooled one of the girls as she rubbed her bloated belly. She had no idea what was going on. There was a moment of shock followed by mind numbing pain cut by intense pleasure. None of these Zygerrians had been penetrated this deep before and the worst part was they were enjoying it. Even as their clothes turned to tatters from the raw force of Mike's power, not one of them could collect the brain power to care. The girls squirted in under a minute, dribbling their cunt honey over the ground.
While the boys experienced their first anal only orgasms!
"Hnngggh, muuhh asssshh!" drooled one thug.
"Whuu-whaat are y-yu-ddduuuhh-aaaahhng!" cried the leader as his body trembled and his cock shook.
"I'm just giving you street thugs some correction. You should really be thanking me." Mike chuckled, his cold stare broke, revealing a giddy ear to ear grin as he indulged his first real taste of cat boi bussy!
"Here Mike." Ahsoka pulled the pants off the two males she had so easily dispatched. Showing off their slightly muscled boy bodies. Tight toned arms and legs, sweaty abs and bubble butts seemed to be the normal for this crew. Some may scoff at stuffing street rats, but these punks were just barely up to Mike's standards.
"Get over here slaves, let's put those mouths to use." ordered Mike.
With a flick of his wrist Mike force pulled the pair over to his cock and forced their faces into his sack. Their little catfish noses pressed against his heavy nuts, each Zygerrian male taking one side as Mike's cock remained firmly buried in a third punk's bouncing bubble booty. They were forced to look at the fat veiny cock of their destroyer and—
"Hnngghh, cuuummmsssh!" groaned the punk Mike was personally screwing. His friends forced to watch as their friend was forced to have his first faggot-gasm. Though they couldn't protest, not while Mike's musk was forcing them down the same path.
"Mmmmph, good kitties," moaned Mike as he slammed his meat deeper into the twink's butt, "Finally putting those mouths to good use."
"And just look at how excited they are," added Ahsoka, her voice a mocking tone as she squatted and stared at the boy's cocks. Two pathetic members barely the size of her pinky were shaking, and spewing drops of clear pre-cum.
"They must be happy to finally feel a real cock inside them."
"Human cock is much better than your kitty cocks, right bitch?" Asked Mike as he gave the punk a heavy slap on the ass.
"Huuunngghhh!" The punk couldn't respond, his vocal cords were too strained from screaming his lungs out. His brain mostly melted from the prostate smashing. There was no end to the pleasure now that the pain had stopped and the punk wondered (with his very limited mental capacity) if this was somehow worse?
"Such rude Zygerrians," commented Ahsoka, "They're ignoring your questions master."
"Can you blame them?" asked Mike as he looked back at Ahsoka. A satisfied grin growing on his lips, "They're too busy huffing my nuts."
"Snooorrttt—snoooorrtt! Hnnnggh, muuhhh inssshiiddssh!" cried one of Mike's new nut
huffers as he took too deep of a snort, his body trembling as his brain melted into slop in Mike's grasp.
"Haha, adorable," chuckled Mike, "Mother said Zygerrian males were sissies but I never imagined—"
"Hnnggh, I—I'm g-gu-guhnna cuuummssh!"
"Uhhhnn, pathetic." spat Mike as he watched another one of the Zygerrian males squirt a pathetic load. A direct result of being forced to huff his nut stink during the back ally correction raping.
"I expected a bit more resistance. These fags have less sexual stamina than a Twi'lek slut high on breeding drugs. Aren't you faggots supposed to be males?" Mike continued, shaking his head, ashamed of the lowest tier of his subjects.
"They're just a bunch of cat boy cunts, master." Ahsoka caressed Mike's chest as she let out a sigh, "No better than females of their species. It would be best if you replaced any Zygerrian males with yourself."
"Huh, good point, Ahsoka. I think I will~"
"Uhnngghhhaaaaann!" groaned the Males as they felt a twitch of relief as Miek stopped thrusting, and simply raised his arms up. They prayed the brutal butt fucking was finally over, but they couldn't be more wrong.
"I doubt you faggots will have use for your cocks any more after this." Mike's eyes glowed a pale red as he continued, "You might as well let me take the spare inches!"
"Hnggghhuuuu!" The Zygerrian males all shuddered, their bodies convulsing as Mike reached into their souls and altered their bodies.
They were like toys before the prince's power and before Mike could make another belly bulging thrust their cocks started to diminish. Not that many of them could diminish that much more. The largest cock of the bunch was an unimpressive five inches, Ahsoka felt disgusted looking at his little worm dick. She rightfully assumed the broken bitch boy's inches would be better put to use by Mike.
His cock swelled in the twink's ass, unfortunately they didn't have much masculinity to syphon and didn't contribute much to Mike's two foot long member. It might've given him an inch or two, pushing him firmly past bantha size, but it was basically drops in the bucket. However, Mike left the four Zygerrian males completely drained and destroyed.
All the female Zygerrians saw an increase in bust size, their breasts jumping up a cup size and hips plumping out. Their lips grew more full by the second and their bodies adjusted, gaining flexibility with each womb crushing thrust Mike made inside their quickly changing bodies. The girls were given an impressive beauty boost by Mike's force powers but the boys were a whole other story.
Every last male was drained of their masculinity. A sense of drug-like euphoria washed over them as Mike's draining powers took effect, starting with their cocks. They had all been shrunk down to little nubs less than an inch in size, small and pathetic micro clits only fit for such pathetic excuses for men.
The group couldn't help but dribble out their last pathetic loads as their prostates swelled, doubling in size and tripling in sensitivity. Their brains re-wiring themselves to crave such brutal treatment from such studly human males. Their masculine edges were smoothed, bodies plumped out around the hips and their pectorals became soft, and pudgy. A few of the boy were left with B-cup fag titties, puffy nipples that grew harder as Mike made one final thrust deep inside their freshly minted boi-pussies.
"Alright sluts," cheered Mike, "Daddy hopes you enjoyed your little make-overs—"
"Ahnngghhhh!" cried out the group, their mewling forming a sloppy choir as their sex juices rained over the ground. Most of them had no idea what just happened, but they did know that they were experiencing the hardest orgasms of their lives.
"I think they do, Mike." chuckled Ahsoka, trying not to laugh at the sloppy display.
"Well now they can enjoy futures as bloated cumdumpsters!"
"It's certainly better than being a bunch of thieves." added Ahsoka as her master blasted his hot load deep into each of their assholes. Half a dozen thugs all broken and filled to the brim with thick human seed. It flowed into every available inch of their insides, expanding their bellies, until Mike finally finished cumming after what felt like hours to the group.
Mike popped his cock out of the Zygerrian's asshole, causing his powers to fade and along with it the only thing holding back the torrents of cum from flowing. Like a row of underwater volcanoes their decimated assholes shot out the cum Mike so graciously packed into their holes. It all coalesced into a thick puddle on the ground.
"I guess the kitties have some milk for when they wake up." Mike muttered as he looked down at his filthy cock. It was caked in his own cum, and it was around this moment when he appreciated the palace of well trained whores he had to clean his cock on command.
"Allow me, Mike." said Ahsoka as she knelt beside him and grabbed his meat with both hands before taking a long lick up his shaft. Her soft pink tongue scraped down entire ropes of leftover cum without pause, revealing the lipstick rings made earlier this morning. Ahsoka was about to add her own coat of black lipstick to the group before she paused and gave Mike an almost pouty look.
"Mmmph, do you have a new whore, Mike?" asked Ahsoka before she continued planting soft pecs down his cock.
"Beyond the pussies mewling at my feet, no."
"I don't remember any of the other girls having this shade of lipstick." Continued Ahsoka, gesturing to the dozen or so smudges ring's along the length of Mike's meat.
"Is that all?" chuckled Mike, amused by Ahsoka's somewhat jealous prying.
"No, there is also something off about the scent. It's so very, Alien? I hope you haven't resorted to using common whores? You'll disappoint all your palace harem if you share your seed with too many common folk," moaned Ahsoka, her voice getting a little serious as she muttered, "not to mention your mom…."
"Let me deal with her, she has been far too clingy."
"No arguments," added Ahsoka between loving licks, "she's one crazy bitch when she doesn't have your cum clogging up her womb. "
"As for the lipstick, it's Nala Se's new blend," Mike smiled, "The Kaminoan cumdumpster has earned her place in the palace. Who knows, you might even see more of her soon."
"That's… surprising?" Ahsoka paused her cock kissing to raise an eyebrow, "I knew a few Kaminoans and they weren't the best at getting along with others or at cleaning such fat cocks, mmmm~ Ah-and Nala Se seemed no different."
Mike smiled as he watched Ahsoka's movements pick up pace. No doubt fueled by jealousy. So Mike decided to feed her "hate" as Ventress would put it.
"You might just be worse than Nala Se now." said Mike, his voice aloof, "She could take my cock to the base and if I remember correctly, you couldn't—"
"Mmmmmph, no way!"
"Then why don't you prove it."
"Easily!" shouted Ahsoka, "I'll show you that we Togruta have the best throat's in the galaxy. That mewling bald bitch doesn't hold a candle—Ahhhhmmmmmpphh!"
Ahsoka quickly swallowed the first foot of Mike's cock with little issue, bobbing her head up and down, keeping a very sturdy pace as Mike's meat bulged her throat. Though he'd gotten larger since she last serviced him. The extra few inches were getting a bit harder to swallow, her jaw strained and eyes twitched as nearly eighteen inches of pulsating White dick reached deep into her throat. She couldn't breathe, but taking the last bit of her master's hot human cock was way more important.
Her thick red lips formed a vacuum seal, desperate to suck down a few extra inches, but she just didn't have the room. Mike's fat shaft was just too long and it's girth seemed to swell with each twitch of her throat muscles. There was only one thing left that Ahsoka could think to do.
"Ghuuunnnhh!" Ahsoka looked up to Mike with big watery eyes as she grabbed his hands and placed them on her montrals.
"What a greedy gal, do you really want every inch?"
"Mmmmhhmmm!"
Mike gripped her montrals, squeezing them as he grunted, "You asked for it!"
"Huuunnngghhh!" Ahsoka's eyes rolled up into her head as she intimately felt every second of Mike burying every last inch of dick into her throat. The mere touch of his hands on her montral's had her brain short circuiting as every throb of Mike's meat was felt, but at least she managed to take his length.
"Not bad, Ahsoka! You would've passed out if I'd done that to you months ago." Mike said with a smile, he almost sounded surprised, but the praise made Ahsoka's heart skip a beat.
"Now get ready for some real thrusting—"
"Uuunnnggghh-snooooorrt!" Ahsoka took a deep breath almost entirely of Mike's musk as he pulled back. She could see her throat slime coating her man's meat. She braced herself for the thrust back inside her throat, but instead…
"Later!" Mike continued, his voice giddy as he popped his meat out of her mouth, "Since you're already done cleaning me."
"Ahnnngghh, tease!" moaned Ahsoka as she swallowed the rope of pre-cum Mike left in her throat, "I was so close to squirting, again."
"And I want you on the edge for when we next fuck." Mike pointed over his shoulder, "Besides I wanna check out a few more of the shops, and get some food."
"Hmmmph, fine." sighed Ahsoka as she stood up. She took a moment to wipe the drool off her chin using her brown cloak. The pair were almost ready to enter the city streets, but they heard a noise from the end of the alleyway. A pair of voices that had a radio-like distortion to every word they spoke.
"You got another smoke?"
"Just bought a fresh pack."
A pair of Storm Troopers had just ducked into the alley. The pair had only just taken off their helmets, placing them on a nearby garbage lid. One of the guards, a ginger fellow, offered the other a smoke, which he quickly lit before offering to do the same for the older guard, seemingly of higher rank due to the nicer armour. The pair of sweaty humans looked absolutely exhausted, and such a site was not uncommon on Zygerria.
The presence of Empire troops on Zygerria was more relaxed than most planets. Miraj was given the rank of Imperial governor, she was effective at keeping track of the population and was given a fair degree of autonomy thanks to quickly switching when the Republic fell. In addition she was given the 44th legion to more easily manage the markets and keep trade flowing to the galactic fringes.
"Uhnngghh, Storm Troopers," grumbled Ahsoka, "Shall I—"
"Nah, let me handle it."
Mike walked around the corner and rather playfully shouted, "Hey are you soldier's slacking off?"
"Uhnggh, not another street rat." muttered the ginger.
The older guard gave Mike a glance and immediately clamoured up, "That's the prince you idiot."
"Wait why would he be—" The other guard was interrupted as the older man grabbed him and forced his head down.
"I don't care why he's here, just don't piss him off." Spat the older guard as he looked up to meet Mike's eyes, "Su-sorry your highness, he's just a bit new."
"Ah, at ease men I'm just messing with ya."
The older guard's face seemed to relax. He let go of his subordinate's head, continuing, "Thank you, your highness, can we help you today?"
"Actually yes, I've got a gaggle of trouble makers behind the corner that I'd like transported to the racks."
"Check it out boy." ordered the older guard.
The younger guard gave the older man a nod as he walked over and took a peek around the corner and saw the cum bloated messes Mike left in the ally, feminized and fucked silly. His expresion shifted to shock as he yelped, "Holy fuck!"
"You may need to give'em a wash before you toss them in the racks."
"We'll get it done, your highness."
"Oh and feel free to use them for a while. They should be nice and tight again soon, plus I am sure the forty fourth could use the fresh meat."
"Fuck yes-ahhnngh!"
The older guard gave the lad a slap on the back of the head before responding, "Thank you, your highness, we'll make sure they're brought up to royal standards."
"I'd expect nothing less from my men." Responded Mike, he gave the two stormtroopers a wave as they turned around the ally corner. The streets in front of them were busy, Mike could see dozens of patrons crowding around store fronts. It appeared this sector was mostly devoted to the sale of droid parts. Mike was about to put up his hood and enter the busy streets but he was stopped by Ahsoka.
"I didn't realise you were so buddy buddy with the stormtroopers." She had the distinct hint of judgement in her voice as she loomed over Mike's shoulder.
"I'm not a big fan of the Empire. Their little quotas keep mother stressed, but they do share a few of my values~"
"Mmmmmggh, muh-master!" moaned Ahsoka as Mike reached under her skirt and started rubbing her cunt through her thong.
"More human dicks seeding alien women is a net positive, don't you agree?" asked Mike, his voice rather casual considering he was fingering Ahsoka in plain view of the busy street.
"Hhuunngh, yu-yes master," she moaned.
"And besides," Mike continued, pulling his fingers out of Ahsoka. He presented them to her to lick clean in the alley way and she happily did so. Her long tongue slurping up her own juices, she wanted to get mounted so bad. She was only half paying attention to her master's words.
"I've got goals the Empire could easily help with. Like seeing half this planet's population seeded by humans within the decade." Mike leaned in close to Ahsoka's ear, standing on the tips of his toes as he whispered, "After all, we gotta pump those numbers up~"
"Ooohhmmm, I-I would like to help increase them…" Ahsoka's voice trailed off as she had a micro orgasm. The teasing right after the throat fucking was just a bit too much and she was easily pushed off the edge by a few words. She almost didn't notice Mike entering the crowd, and she nearly tripped over her cloak as she ran after him.
Ahsoka quickly rushed past all kinds of droid shops, surpluses of old battle droid parts had entered the market, now repurposed. There were plenty of places showing off droid models for home cleaning, defence, and service. However, Ahsoka had to avert her eyes when she saw the battle droid re-purposed for sex.
Of course, it was possible to give the regular clankers a pair of big bimbo tits and jiggly hips. However, after seeing the big bimbo battle droid Ahsoka wanted to flee the scene as soon as possible. Ahsoka wasn't sure what was worse: the way those beady droid eyes looked at her while its huge tits bounced, or the cheers from the crowd as the droid danced for them. Both were cursed memories that she wanted repressed before the day ended.
"Mike! There you are," sighed Ahsoka as she caught up to her master, "Can we please go somewhere a little more quiet? This market is very, uummmm… exotic, but it's not for me. Can we just continue someplace private, pleeeasse~"
"Aw come on, let's at least check out a few more places."Mike looked up at her and smiled, "Then I'll give my needy Togruta some attention."
"Alright, fine," muttered Ahsoka, a small smile on her face. She couldn't say no to her little master, even if she was basically on the edge of orgasm. Though the off street made a good distraction.
The off streets of the main Bazar were filled with all kinds of exotic pleasures and peoples. The smell of spices, mixed with sweet perfumes and heavy increase, created an aura which permeated over the entire street. It would've been choking if it wasn't so pleasant to the senses. Each shop had their own colourful overhang, relating to the merchant's home planets or a simple Zygerrian blue with gold trim.
Mike could see why many patrons would get lost in these places. Most of the stalls provided a mix of drugs, smoked or injected. While others provided slave services, either enhancement or selling slaves outright. Large menu style billboards were laid out which displayed different services, slaves and services provided by slaves, though one large holographic podium catched Mike's eye. It displayed a Twi'lek male, and a rather cute one.
"A rare example of a Twi'lek male that's easy on the eyes."
"Surprising, perhaps selective slave breeding?" Mike pondered.
"How the fuck did they breed out the ugly?" muttered Ahsoka, rubbing her chin.
"Very hard?" Mike shrugged as he looked at Ahsoka, causing her to let out a little giggle.
"Welcome to my humble shop, my Prince."
Mike turned his head to a Zygerrian man, dressed in an almost feminine attire. His wide cat like ears were adorned with hoops of gold, face was smooth with lips covered in a sparkling gold gloss. A smooth pointed face with rather striking blue eyes looked down at him. His silken robes covered most of his body to his ankles, giving the merchant a much larger look, but Mike could tell he was a slender man by the width of his shoulders and the way he moved.
"Luca the enhancer at your service." Luca took a standard regal bow towards Mike.
"How'd' you know I was a lord?"
"Many nobles hire me to take measurements for clothing and a few months ago I designed a few outfits for your royal mother."
"Oh yeah, I think I remember you."
"I am happy to have made an impression, my prince. Did you come here for my little shop?" He gestured to the rest of his store which was packed with various ornate outfits for a variety of species and sizes. Mike took note of the lack of patrons, just a few customers. However, they all had the hints of nobility, expensive watches and rings, and almost all of them had some hired muscle dressed to not arouse suspicion.
"No, just window shopping." Mike continued.
"We were captivated by your model." added Ahsoka.
"Silvein, one of the first Twi'lek I modified. Some of my finestest work, and I can show you what I mean with your cumdumpster—"
Ahsoka's face lit up as she sputtered, "Hey I'm not—"
"You stink of the prince's cum dear. I doubt there is a single person in this alley that isn't aware that you drink his cum more than water." Responded Luca.
"Ha, he's got you there babe." Mike cupped Ahsoka's ass under her cloak, causing her to let out a cute little groan as Mike continued, "Let's see your mods."
"Just keep your little pet in front of the future mirror, your majesty." Luca leaned over and pressed a few buttons on the side of the holographic projector and the display flickered as it scanned Ahsoka's body. Then after a moment the picture fluctuated and changed to displayher current body completely naked.
"What a perky little pet, nice and tight." Luca commented as he looked at Ahsoka's athletic little body. Not one ounce of fat was on her form, just slender tight muscles cultivated from years of training.
"Isn't she?" teached Mike as he groped Ahsoka who was an even darker shade of red thanks to the embarrassment. She couldn't believe her naked body was being displayed like some cheap street whore, but there was something arousing about being so exposed.
"But she can be improved, your highness. Observe," continued Luca. The hologram of Ahsoka shifted, changing her body type to a more muscular and mature version. Poutier lips, wider hips and a pair of abs you could shred cheese on.
"This is one of the more basic enhancements, the "Muscle Girl" model. I recommend it for those clients that need slaves with more endurance." Luca entered in some more settings as he proudly said, "but we have a few other standard models that I am quite adept at sculpting."
"Let's see them in order, Luca," Mike ordered, still groping Ahsoka.
"Yes, your majesty," responded Luca as he changed the pro, "First I have, The Bimbo."
Ahsoka's holographic muscles faded away, melting into soft flesh and flawless skin. Her lips were extra thick and kissy; they could barely close. Ahsoka's eyes looked blank, yet they had a hint of giddiness. Her breasts were absolutely massive like jiggly plastic stuffed beachballs. A tight hourglass waist with wide curves that transitioned to a pumped up plastic bubble booty. Ahsoka's holographic cheeks and tits jiggled as the hologram rotated on the pedestal.
"The Mother."
Her holographic form shifted again displaying a more natural body type. Though Ahsoka's muscles didn't return, her body looked even softer. Her tits were still massive yet sagged slightly down her now plump stomach. Her new pussy had just a bit of stubble on the outside and her extra stuffed hips led into a dump truck booty, barely held up by her thick cellulite stuffed thighs.
"The Whore."
Much like the bimbo, but with slightly smaller breasts and a slightly more muscled body. The whore was the first to come with an outfit; which was a simple full body mesh outfit, with tears around her crotch and nipples. Thick lips, a much longer tongue that reached off her chin, and wide thick hips that could be easily grabbed from behind. The steel hoop piercings in her nipples and clit, combined with a trashy "Fuck Me" tramp stamp to create a look that belonged on a bitch made for dicks.
"The Pet."
Ahsoka's body shifted to a much tighter and athletic build, but her thicker tits and bubble butt remained. Around her hands and feet were large cat paws, and up her butt was a large plug with an attached tail. It swayed behind her as the Hologram remained in a begging position, legs spread as she panted.
"The pet's muscles have been adjusted for ideal walking on all fours. Though the whore has the best sexual endurance out of the group." Continued Luca as the hologram shifted back to the normal Ahsoka, "Do any of these possible futures please your Highness?"
"Hmmmm, interesting. Though…" muttered Miek, cocking his head as he pondered.
"Forgive me, your Highness." Luca's voice had a hint of worry as he asked, "Do none of these models please you?"
"Oh no, I am quite impressed, Luca. So much so that I'd like you to come to the palace soon to present this project to my mother. I'm sure she'll love it." Said Mike with a mischievous smile on his face.
"Why thank you, your Majesty." Luca said with a flush face, he gave Mike a bow as he continued, "I hope to serve you as best I can."
"Mike, please," Ahsoka's breath was hot'n heavy, she clung to Mike's shoulder as she begged "I c-can't take it anymore."
"Alright, we'll be going now Luca." said Mike with a friendly chirp in his voice.
"Have a good day, your Highness." Luca gave Ahsoka a smile as he waved them goodbye, "And happy breeding."
Ahsoka was taller than Mike, but she clung to him for support, leaning on his small body. Her legs were shaking as they left the shop. Mike could tell his little pet wasn't going to last, the display was too much for her and she needed to release some stream.
"Such a bashful girl. Which transformation was your favourite?" Asked Mike as he sweeped Ahsoka off her feet.
"Mnngghhh…"
"As your master I order you to say—"
"The mmmm-muscle or duh-bimbo!" moaned Ahsoka, loud enough to draw the attention of a few patrons of the alley.
"I'll have to ask master Shaak-Ti to increase your weight training," Mike teased, "but first, let's deal with your heat."
Mike turned the corner with Ahsoka, content to do a little risky public fucking before they went to find food. There was a sort of heat in the air and Mike felt like it wasn't just the aphrodisiacs in the incense. I'd been too long since he rutted Ahsoka like a wild animal and his cock so desperately wanted to ruin her holes. Make her only able to be satisfied by his massive white cock.
There was a lovely little alcove with a bench near the back alley. Perfect for keeping prying eyes away from their semi dangerous love making; not that any common thug could actually hurt Mike. He quickly laid Ahsoka down and she spread her legs, hiking up her skirt.
"Puh-please, Mike! I'm gonna go crazy." mewled Ahsoka through slick drooling lips. Her thong had soaked through, and she was trembling like a drug addicted fiending for a fix.
"Such a slut, you're worse than mother." Mike whipped out his fat two foot long member, half-hard and yet still long enough to reach under Ahsoka's petite tits.
"Hnnggghh, yeeessh! I need it, I want it inside me so bad," Ahsoka squealed, her eyes lighting up as her lips curved into a big sloppy smile.
Mike let out a satisfied exhale as he pulled Ahsoka's soaking thong off. The straps breaking as he tossed the wet garment onto the ground. He ground the underside of his long shaft against Ahsoka's muff.
"Hnnnhhaaaagggh!" Ahsoka let out a sloppy moan, her pussy throbbing as the mere touch of Mike's meat brought her to the edge. She'd been waiting too long for some quality time, she needed to feel him deep inside her slit. Beating her womb with that fat white dick. It wasn't enough to be fucked beside Shaak-Ti, Ahsoka wanted Mike's cock all to herself for once and she'd finally have it.
"According to Nala Se my cum is quite powerful." Miek teased grinding harder as he continued, "If you're strong enough, you'll get the privilege of bearing my first child—"
"Mike! Is that you?"
"Hmmm," Mike whipped his head around as he heard a raspy female voice from down the alley. There was simply a shadow on the wall but Mike could feel a tugging on his chest. He wasn't sure what to feel but the voice was coming closer, and Ahsoka could feel his turmoil.
"What's wrong, master? Are there more thugs?" Ahsoka went to grab her lightsaber, fixed to kill after being denied.
"No, stop." ordered Mike raising a hand as he re-sheathed his cock, "I think it's Luhwa, my former owner."