Rebels:

Zaihar and Ninti drunkenly walked hand-in-hand back to the ship as Alegor and Savaana looked at the pair in annoyance. The smuggler and twi'lek had drunk their fill at the bar and became inseparable. The initial rebels drank much less than their fellow crewmates and grew annoyed by their indulgence.

The drunk rebels' hands covered each other to display their intimacy. Zaihar wore an unzipped leather jacket with a gray t-shirt underneath and jeans. Ninti's tits bounced under her strapless cloth bra with every step she took. Occasionally, the smuggler would touch the girl's chest, and she would giggle in pleasure.

Ninti's indecency annoyed Savaana, and the blonde girl thought, "Before I know it, our ship will transform into a whore house. Hopefully, they leave me and Alegor out of their sick desires and keep to themselves. Though, who am I kidding? Nothing can stop the desires of a degenerate."

Alegor looked at the pair and thought, "If they weren't skilled fighters, I would toss them to the curb. I'll ensure they'll stay away from me and Savaana tonight."

The four crewmates entered the base's hangar and the ship after Alegor opened the ramp door.

After everyone entered, Alegor looked at Zaihar and Ninti and said, "There is an empty storage room in the back of the ship where you can sleep. I suggest you go there."

Ninti drunkenly replied as she hung onto Zaihar's shoulder, "Yesss, sir. III'll go."

The lethan twi'lek stumbled into the storage room, and Zaihar followed her, closing the door behind him.

Alegor and Savaana walked into the ship's cockpit and sat in their pilot and copilot seats, respectively. They had learned to fall asleep while sitting in their comfortable seats.

Savaana turned her head toward Alegor and asked, "What do you think they'll do in that room alone?"

Alegor laughed and responded, "Stuff we will probably not want to know."

Savaana looked forward and sighed, "How can we live with people who live like animals?"

Alegor somberly replied, "We will need to ignore it. They'll be too focused on each other to worry about either of us. Our abstinence will pay off in the end, while their degeneracy will hurt them."

Savaana smiled at Alegor, "OK, good night, Alegor."

Alegor smiled as he looked back at Savaana, "Good night, Savaana."

Then, Alegor shut the lights down, leaving the cockpit in darkness.

After Zaihar and Ninti entered the empty room, the smuggler ignited the lights and embraced the twi'lek into his arms. Then, he kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth.

Ninti enjoyed this and reciprocated the actions.

Then, they fell to the floor with Zaihar on top of Ninti. The smuggler ripped the girl's cloth bra and panties off to leave her naked below him. Ninti did not mind her nudity, so she continued kissing the man.

Then, Zaihar unbuttoned his pants and penetrated the girl below him. Ninti moaned in ecstasy and let the man control her body. The man pushed in and out of her body, and Ninti enjoyed the attention. The smuggler and twi'lek went at each other like animals. Ninti's large breasts rubbed against the man's chest with every movement.

Zaihar fondled the twi'leks soft breasts and said, "You are amazing."

Ninti held the man close and said between moans, "Thank you."

They continued going at each other until Zaihar unloaded inside of the girl and pulled his dick out of her, rolling onto his side next to her. The smuggler tucked his dick back in his pants. Then, they fell asleep.

In the morning, the Ninti woke up and quickly looked down at her naked body, feeling hung over. Then, she looked beside her at the sleeping Zaihar and smiled. The twi'lek sat up, with her breasts jiggling, and looked at her torn clothes on the floor. She sighed in annoyance and shook the smuggler she slept with.

After Zaihar's eyes opened and his body moved, Ninti asked, "Can you get my bag from the main room?"

The smuggler looked at the twi'lek with his eyes adjusting to being awake and replied, "Why can't you do it yourself?"

Ninti sighed in frustration, "I can't. I'm naked."

Zaihar rubbed his eyes and looked at the girl, saying, "Oh, right. Fine, I'll do it."

The smuggler slowly sat up and looked at the twi'lek. His eyes had a bloodshot hue, and his expression looked aggravated. The man buttoned and zipped up his pants, slowly standing up. Then, he stumbled toward the door and opened it, leaving the storage room.

Zaihar clumsily walked through the ship until he saw Ninti's bag outside the cockpit. He grabbed the bag by its straps and returned it to the storage room where the twi'lek waited for him.

The smuggler dropped the bag in front of the naked girl and groggily said, "Here are your clothes."

Ninti smiled at the man and replied, "Thank you."

The lethan twi'lek slowly unzipped her bag and grabbed a strapless cloth bra and panties identical to the ones she had worn before.

Zaihar sat against the wall and looked at Ninti, asking, "Why do you wear such flimsy clothes?"

Ninti looked at the smuggler and smiled, "I like to give men a sneak peek of my body. I look attractive, so I might as well let people see it."

Zaihar chuckled and replied, "Then why don't you go topless?"

Ninti chuckled likewise and answered, "Hey. I can't give people too much, or they will lose interest."

Zaihar chucked again, "Makes sense."

Ninti smiled and replied, "Yeah."

The red twi'lek wrapped the cloth strip around her back and buttoned it up at the center of her chest, leaving a hole for her cleavage to show through. This bra looked tighter than the last one, and her nipples sharply poked through the thin material. Then, she stood up and put her legs through the holes of her panties and pulled it up until it reached her vagina, and her hips held it up."

Ninti chucked and posed for the man, "This one won't fall off as easily."

The girl's body entranced the man as her curved magnetized his eyes.

Then, he fell out of it and asked, "Do you have other clothes?"

The twi'lek left her pose and nodded, "I have some dancer clothes in my bag. Maybe I could use them for a special occasion."

Zaihar smiled at the thought of the girl dancing and replied, "You were a dancer?"

Ninti smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

Zaihar chuckled and responded, "One day, you must show me your moves."

Ninti walked past Zaihar toward the door, keeping eye contact with the man, "You would like that."

Zaihar followed twi'lek, still entranced by her beauty, "Yeah, I would."

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Imperials:

Catlula sat at her desk and looked at a holograph of the rebel base on Airrat. As the twi'lek looked at the base from different angles, she diligently took notes on how her troops could infiltrate the base and the defenses she would need to neutralize. The work of being an Imperial General usually proved to be difficult, but Catlula enjoyed it.

Suddenly, she saw one of her officers, Eskol, burst through her door and accusingly say, "How did a tail head like you get a position like this?"

Catlula looked at the man with a surprised expression and answered, "Cantsol saw me as the most capable person to replace Wencor."

Eskol scoffed at the response and asked, "Why did he think someone like you would be the best person to lead us?"

Catlula innocently shrugged and replied, "I worked hard to get here."

Eskol laughed at the twi'lek's explanation and stated, "You only got here because of your body. You are just a piece of eye candy."

The General put her elbows on her table and put her head in her hands, sighing at this annoying interaction.

Eskol smiled at the girl's frustration and said, "You would do a service to everyone here if you resigned."

Catlula looked at the man again and responded, "I don't appreciate your arrogance and opposition to my authority."

Eskol laughed again, "How could anyone respect the authority of a glorified slave girl? You will cause our downfall."

The twi'lek grew more frustrated, "Do you want me to send you to a new army, Eskol?"

Eskol stood, silent upon hearing the girl's recommendation.

Catlula continued, "It would fix your issue of being led by a twi'lek like myself."

Eskol looked at the general with a hostile expression and asked, "What if I don't want to go?"

Catlula leaned back, put her hand to her chest, and smiled, "Then, a weak twi'lek like myself could hang a new body from the gallows. Disrespect of authority is an Imperial crime."

Eskol silently looked at the girl with fear and anger for a few seconds until he said, "Fine, my new base will be better than this one."

Catlula smiled, quickly sending an officer transfer request to another base, and she said, "The transport sending you to the Imperial base on Piccu will be ready in an hour. Now, get out of my office."

Eskol did not respond to the girl and quietly left the room, closing the door behind him.

Catlula grew smug and crossed her arms over her chest, thinking that she embarrassed her most vocal critic.

Then, Catlula returned to working on ways to infiltrate the Airrat base. A turret stood at each corner of the base, with a large wall surrounding the bulk of the base. She planned to use twelve AT-ST walkers and send three to each turret. The twi'lek also planned to break through the walls. The base's interior had a massive hangar where many rebel ships resided and a large building that likely held the leadership of this base.

Catlula simulated the battle and saw it end in a complete success. Then, she adapted the plans to two battle simulations, one for the walkers and one for the average troops. The general set the walker simulation for the start of the battle, wanting them to destroy the defenses. Then, she set the stormtrooper simulation for after the walkers destroyed the base. Finally, she sent the simulations to her division officers to practice the battle. The twi'lek sat back in her seat, proud of her work.

Twenty minutes after sending the simulation out, Moff Howgre entered Catlula's office and said, "I looked at your battle plan, and I am impressed."

The twi'lek excitedly looked at the man and asked, "You are?"

The man nodded his head and responded, "I am. I did not expect such an attention to detail for someone your age."

Catlula continued smiling at the man and said, "Well, I am honored."

Howgre sat across from Catlula at her desk and asked, "So, what do you plan to do during the battle, general?"

Catlula looked at the man and said, "I plan on rushing the base with my troops, as the opponent is far weaker than us."

The Imperial Moff looked at the girl, confused, "You plan on fighting in the battle?"

Catlula nodded, "Yes, is that a problem?"

Howgre quickly paused and replied, "I am just concerned that you could get shot during the battle. You are an important figure."

Catlula's expression turned neutral as she said, "I am a skilled fighter, so why not use my skills? Besides, I have my armor to protect me."

Howgre nodded and said, "Well, let's see how good you are."

Catlula looked at the man, confused and slightly anxious, "Excuse me?"

Howgre smiled at the general, "I want to see how you do in the battle simulation."

Catlula stretched the collar of her uniform dress and said, "Well, I have a simulation I like to practice in."

Howgre continued smiling, "Good. I'll wait for you in the simulation room."

Then, he stood out of his seat and left the room.