> Luke, did I ever tell you about Ahsoka Tano?

She was your father’s exotic Togruta fuqtoy apprentice, a thick-bodied, orange-skinned slut from a more civilized age. She developed these fat perky tits, wide breeding hips, that juicy ass that clapped when she walked, and the tightest, hottest alien qunt and asshole in the galaxy. Her lekku was perfect for wrapping around a cock while she deepthroated.
Anakin and I used to double-team her raw at the end of every successful campaign. We’d drag her into the command tent, strip that skimpy little “Jedi” outfit off her sweat-drenched body, and turn her into our personal cum-dump. Anakin would skull-fuq her sloppy throat until her eyes watered and snot bubbled out her nose, while I pounded her shythole balls-deep, stretching that puckered orange ring wide. She’d moan like a whore the whole time, begging for more, her pussy drooling down her thighs.
And once in a while, after a big victory, we’d let the entire 501st run a train on her. Official “Jedi endurance training,” of course. Dozens of clone troopers lining up, armor half-off, cocks out, taking turns wrecking every hole. Ahsoka would be on all fours in the middle of the barracks, covered in cum, piss, and spit, ass up like a bitch in heat. They’d rotate through her qunt, her asshole, her mouth—sometimes two or three at once. By the end she’d be a wrecked, gaping mess, belly slightly bloated from all the loads, shyt and cum farting out of her ruined holes with every thrust.
She learned to handle a meatsaber better than any Jedi in the Temple. We taught her to grip her lightsaber backwards like a fat dildo and fuq herself with it mid-spar, the glowing hilt disappearing into her sloppy orange qunt while she moaned. No panties in space, obviously—we made sure of that. That tiny miniskirt was basically a cum-rag. Every time she did one of those acrobatic flips in battle you’d see her dripping wet pussy and winking asshole flash the whole battlefield. More than one droid got sliced in half while staring at her exposed holes.
She got captured by pirates and slavers constantly. Almost every other week we’d have to “rescue” her, only to find her already broken in - chained, collared, covered in alien cum and filth. Once we found her in a Hutt pleasure den, face down in a pile of shyt and piss, getting ass-fuqed by a gang of Gamorreans while she eagerly licked up the mess. She’d come back to us reeking of it, holes loose and leaking, and we’d fuq her even harder just to reclaim her.
Gods, the filthiest nights though… after long campaigns when she was extra nasty. She’d squat over our faces and push out thick, soft logs of Togruta shyt right into our mouths while we jerked off. We’d make her hold it for days sometimes, so when she finally let go it was a massive, stinking pile. Anakin loved pissing straight down her throat until her belly swelled, then watching her puke it back up mixed with cum and shyt. She’d roll around in it, smearing brown streaks across those perfect tits, fingering her filthy qunt and begging us to use her as a toilet.
She was a good friend, Luke. Loyal as hell. Even after everything, even when she left the Order, she’d still show up for a reunion fuq. We’d spend whole nights turning her into a human (well, Togruta) sewage pipe fisting her shythole, making her prolapse, then packing the rosebud back in with more cum and shyt. She took it all with that cocky little smirk, lekku twitching, dripping and stinking and loving every second.
The Clone Wars were a dark time, kid… but damn, they were the sluttiest.