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Padme Amidala, Queen and senator of Naboo, who has brought hope throughout the galaxy, is sitting at a kissing booth. This is something she'd never expect to be in. As a matter of fact, it is the very last thing in her mind she would have ever done in her life. How could this unlikely chance ever happen to her in the first place?
It all started back when Naboo's senate council came to a decision to host a festival for a charity fundraiser. The charity goes out to help other planets, ones in need of resources they normally can't afford on their own. Padme had been on board with the decision to help other planets in need and thought a charity festival was a splendid idea.
Oh, how naive she was.
Everytime Naboo hosts an event, they don’t make more than they usually aim for, which isn’t bad. Such outcomes would usually be expected, but lately, the donations haven’t been increasing. No, the liquid flow of cash has been on the decline rather than prospering.
So, in an attempt to bring in more funds for the charity, Naboo's other senators thought it would be nice to "shake things up". They came to the decision, a rather rushed and perhaps not well thought out decision, by having the quote unquote "hottest" person on Naboo host a kissing contest. And the "hottest" person out of hundreds of other citizens on Naboo, of course, was Padme Amidala herself.
The contest is only for females and futanari, which Padme thought was fair since she didn't really trust men to only just kiss her. But she was still against the idea of doing such a thing for reasons she thought to be well justified. Not only would it just be embarrassing for her, and the scandals that would surely follow, but her own 15-year old daughter Leia would be attending the festival.
However, the pros outweigh the cons in the long run, and it was for a good cause. So, swallowing her pride, Padme agreed to host the event on the condition that this is to be a one-time thing only. So here she was, standing there, watching the line for people to kiss her in the booth.
The number of people in line seemed to increase by the dozen the longer she stood.
"I never imagined so many people would want to kiss you, Mother." Leia says, standing by her side. "It's honestly a little jarring."
"Perhaps, but it's to be expected when the event involves kissing the Queen of Naboo." Padme points out. Leia shrugs her shoulders, although Padme can tell she's uncomfortable. After all, what daughter would be comfortable watching their Mother be kissed by so many women from different planets?
"If this makes you uncomfortable, Leia, you can go enjoy the rest of the festivities." From the looks of it, the princess seems to be considering the option. But she shakes her head in the negative, much to Padme's relief.
"I'd rather stay here with you, Mother. I don't want you to be alone." Her words bring a smile to her mother. She didn't want to be alone either, so it's nice that her daughter wanted to stay.
One of the first contestants is a beautiful Asari woman with radiant purple skin. The Asari are a race who are compatible with every species in the known universe, which makes them highly sought after. To see one here is a rare occurrence, and now Padme is going to kiss one.
The Asari woman stands in front of the booth with a welcoming smile. Padme politely smiles back, warmth growing in her cheeks. Despite her objections to do this, the Queen of Naboo had to admit she was excited to do this.
The Asari moves in for a deep kiss with Padme, which she most certainly responds to by meeting her lips. As soon as they touched, things started to become more steamy. Their entwining tongues intimately caress and brush against one another, and it sent a thrill of excitement down her spine.
Leia watches the two women kiss as if they were old lovers, making her heart flutter and her cheeks tinge pink. To see her mother kiss another woman like this is not something she's ever seen. It makes her feel warm, and it sends light tingles to her crotch.The Asari pulls away from Padme, who was a bit reluctant to do the same.
"I'd say that kiss is worth more than the price given~." The Asari says in a soft, melodic voice and places twice the amount of money a single kiss would cost. Pride swells from within Padme, and she starts to believe that this wouldn't be too bad.
The Asari woman walks away, but not before she gives Padme a wink and a smile. Not sure what to make of it, Padme wordlessly takes the change given to her and places it in a bin below the stand.
"You…you did a good job, Mom." Padme looks at her daughter, a little stunned to hear her say that. Leia didn't know why she said that, she just felt the need to. Regardless of her reasons, it brought happiness to the Queen.
"Thank you, Leia."
Shortly, another species stands in front of the booth. Padme recognizes the species to be a Futhopteran, a species of Mantis-like futanari. Her entire skin is green and her head is shaped like an arrow. Her upper half is that of a human female while their lower halves are that of a mantis, but with a foot long ovipositor that also functions as a penis and testicles that rested in an internal pouch under her mantis half.
The Futhopteran already had her money ready, all she needed was for Padme to kiss her. So she did just that, a little nervous, but eager for a taste of what the mantis woman could give her.
Their mouths awkwardly connect since Futhopterans didn't have lips, but it didn't seem the mantis woman cared. Her tongues, two deep emerald organs as thin as a human thumb, infiltrated her mouth and even her throat. Padme's own tongue couldn't engage the two organs back, but she didn't have to. The Futhopteran was gentle with her, only in her throat for a few seconds before she pulled back. Padme sucks on the long, tendril-like tongues as they pull out of her mouth and retreat back into the other woman's.
"Haa...oh my~." Padme says breathlessly, sounding labored from the deepest kiss she's ever had. The Futhopteran chirps something in her native language that indicates she enjoyed the "chaste" kiss. The Futhopteran places the money on the table and scuttles away for the next person in line.
Apparently, Futhopteran kisses like the one she just shared with Padme are usually much deeper than that. Of course, Padme didn't know that, but she didn't care.
That kiss was hot! Hot enough that Padme was starting to become aroused. She isn't the only one; Leia herself had watched the alien insect woman practically bulge her throat slightly with those long tongues. It made her penis grow hard, nearly pitching a tent in her dress.
Leia is a Futanari, a trai her second mother passed on to her. She didn't know who she was or where she is now, but she honestly didn't care. She had her birth mother here with her, and that's all she ever needs.
The third person in line was a younger girl who looked like a Jellyfish, but she was petite and wearing a frilly dress. She was an Uturoid, a primitive species that are usually seen as parasites. But once they absorbed the DNA of Humans, they have grown sentient and have taken a humanoid form. This one had to have been 16-years old at the most and around her daughter's age at the least.
The Uturoid floats over to Padme, her long tentacles wrapping around her head in an embrace as she gently pressed her lips against the Queen's. The kiss felt good, but not in a hot and sexy sort of way. There was no tongue either. It was a simple kiss full of love and gentleness.
The Utoroid pulls away, as do her tentacles, but she's not done yet. She then floats down to Leia's level, and slowly wraps her tentacles around her. Leia instantly knew what's about to happen next.
"W-Wait, you're only supposed to kiss my-mmph?!" Leia's protests are cut off as the Utoroid pulls her in for a kiss.
Same as with Padme, there was no tongue in the kiss. It was sweet, gentle, and full of love. It was a few seconds longer than with Padme until the jellyfish girl pulled away, her tentacles fixing and brushing her hair and face. Leia's heart skips a beat, her eyes softening.
The Utoroid girl chirps something in her mysterious and unknown language before another tentacle pulls something out of her dress pocket.
Two diamonds, each able to fit in the palm of a Human hand. Both royals eyes grow wide with shock as the Utoroid chirps appreciatively and floats away.
"This could perhaps be one the senate's less than mediocre ideas." Leia thinks to herself as she picks up the offered diamond. The senate's idea lies in Padme's willingness to kiss whoever so long as they are willing to pay. So long as they are here, then Leia didn't mind staying here at all. Who knows, maybe she'll get in on some of this.
Jedi Master Aayla Secura, like many women, is in line for the kissing booth. Like all Twi'lek women, Aayla is a Futanari, but she's discovered in the past that she's much larger than normal Twi'lek women.
She takes pride in her performance as a Jedi and a sexual partner...and she enjoys fucking women just as much as she enjoys holding peace in the galaxy. So, while she has leave of being a Jedi, Aayla had nothing else planned except going to the festival on Naboo and taking part in the kissing event.
Especially when such an event is being hosted by Padme Amidala herself. But she's getting extremely impatient from just waiting in line for her turn. Being a Jedi, she usually has more patience than this thanks to her intense training.
The fact is, Aayla is the last person in line out of one-hundred people before she can get her turn. She had to listen to different people about how they planned to kiss the Queen. Some were innocent while others were more explicit. A few were just downright perverted.
Then there's the fact that Aayla has been very pent up for the past few months, afflicted with the worst case of blue balls this side of the galaxy. She can feel the aching need to dump a load from her body. She can feel it to the depths of her actual blue balls to the tip of her cock, even in her pussy.
If she is forced to wait any longer, she might just snap and decide to fuck one of these people in a mating press. She can already imagine it, her cock spearing and bashing the entrance of an awaiting womb. The screams of ecstasy that fill the area as she dumps a bubbling hot load of her spunk into a maiden's sopping pussy.
The sharp twitches her cock makes make her hiss slightly, her balls pulsing in their taut sack as more and more of her nut is being produced for a breedable pussy just out of her reach. Her instincts just can't be ignored, but her discipline as a Jedi forces her to calm herself.
She'll get her chance, and when she does, the Twi'lek is getting more than just a simple kiss.
Leia is starting to regret her decision to stay with her mother. Watching every kiss after kiss after hot, sloppy, and saliva-coated kiss coming from her Mother is having a serious effect on her mental state. Some were more chaste and less sensual from the more conservative species, but most of them were just downright sexy and arousing to the Princess; it was driving her insane.
#37 was a Kryoloi futanari, a woman with a long neck 3 meters long, had lips so strong she nearly pulled her mother off the ground just by her own lips.
Contestant #53, was a Ga''ruun woman, an alien with two heads. Two lips, four tongues, one mouth. Her mother practically drank an entire glass' worth of their watery drool. Ironically, their spit is actually 100% fresh water so it wasn't like it was a bad thing. In fact, it helped keep her refreshed for the next dozen or so contestants.
Mayhaps you'd like to know about contestant #71, a female Shu'ral? It was actually fairly normal…if normal constitutes kissing an alien with a tube-like tongue that sucks on other tongues like a prostitute would a penis. Padme herself said that her tongue felt dry after that "kiss".
Speaking of Padme, the Queen had just finished kissing a Futanari Slorpkol, an alien species that looked human, minus the extremely long, yet thin penis. They're capable of sucking their own penises and drinking their own semen for nutrients. Thankfully, this Slorpkol hadn't fed yet, so Leia was saved from a hot image of her mom smacking her lips covered in semen.
Even so, it did nothing to ease her current state of arousal. Leia's cock is fully hard now and her precum has stained her dress, much to her dismay. She was rather fond of this dress, a birthday present from her Mom.
Padme herself had looked better. Her hair is a bit disheveled from some of the more rougher kissing contestants, and her make-up is a mess. Thankfully, the Senate was aware of this and had the foresight to hand her a towel to wipe herself with.
All the constant kissing from 99 contestants have left her feeling tired and out of breath, but insanely horny. Her pussy is soaking wet, and her undergarments possibly ruined at this point. Thankfully, she just has one more contestant to kiss and she can—
"Master Aayla Secura?" Padme says suddenly, catching Leia's attention as well.
There she was, the Twi'lek Jedi Master herself, standing in front of the booth with burning lust in her eyes. Both royals were a bit concerned about how intense she was staring at Padme.
Neither expected the Twi'lek to use the force on Padme and pull her out of the booth so forcefully (No pun intended.) Once Padme is out of the booth and in the arms of Aayla, breasts pressed against each other in this tight, intimate embrace.
"I've waited in line for so long just to do this~." She breathes, chuckling as she leans in and kisses her. This kiss, out of all the other contestants from before, couldn't be anymore different. Aayla went in tongue first, long enough to just barely enter the back of her throat, and she didn't stop there. Her lust is strong, evidenced by how hard her tits are as they dug into Padme's.
But the kiss itself isn't different from what a few similar women and Futanari have already done. It was everything else the Jedi was doing while they kissed that colored not only the magnitude of the situation, but Padme's overall decision.
Padme didn't mean for this to happen. She's shocked by the normally composed Jedi's brazen actions, and already a crowd starts gathering around this raw display of sultry affection. But Padme finds that this only fuels her lust to burn hotter, enough that Padme starts kissing her back.
Soon, both women are all over each other, their moist lips loudly kissing as tongues tangle and embrace just like they are now. Her hands, callous and strong, possessively knead her butt cheeks and make Padme yelp and mewl into her mouth. Aayla lets out a throaty moan in response that makes Padme shudder and moan back. Their mixed moans have made Aayla so horny and aroused, she starts dry humping the Queen's covered pussy.
Padme feels the deliciously big bulge of the Jedi's throbbing cock pressed right against her soaked mound. The thought of the thick cock going inside her has Padme's legs grow weak and unable to support her weight. This is more than fine with the Twi'lek Futa, who joins her partner on the floor below them.
Aayla laid between Padme's legs and went back to kissing her, slamming her lips against Padme’s. Padme moans into the kiss, wrapping her legs around Aayla while her hands also start to roughly grope her butt. Aayla moves to grab Padme's tits, kneading and squeezing them while her hips move automatically.
Both women were aggressive in their make-out, but the Twi'lek Jedi was far more aggressive in her actions. They will occasionally roll around on the floor, never separating unless it's to catch their breath. Their tongues, however, never released their slimy embrace as they made obscene noises akin to mating animals. Padme is the loudest between them, her own hips moving as they clash and grind against Aayla's pelvis, trying to become the very animals wanting to so desperately mate while they still had their clothes on.
It would have been ironic had it not been so depraved and scandalizing. The crowd full of citizens watch with disbelief, either enjoying the salacious scene or muttering in utter disapproval of the Queen and Jedi's embarrassing behavior. Really, such a thing shouldn't have happened in the first place but the Senate, and by extension the Supreme Chancellor, are the ones to blame for this. It was all embarrassing.
But no one is more embarrassed than the daughter of the Queen, Leia, watching the two women in their fierce…whatever this was. She would have wanted to crawl down a hole and die. She's so embarrassed and feels like she needs to leave the scene.
But her legs suddenly become unsteady, like a baby Bantha just taking its first few steps. She had to lay on the booth table for support. Her penis is twitching so much it hurts. She had to relieve herself, or it would just continue to hurt. So, she gave in to her list and hiked up her dress, freed her throbbing 8-inches of teen cock, and starts masturbating to the scene before her.
Padme's handmaidens, who have been standing idly by this whole time from a distance, are very alarmed by this turn of events. They considered removing Leia from this place, feeling that this whole thing is not appropriate for a girl her age. Not just that, but they also wanted to keep the Princess away from any reporters or journalists. But, in any case, the handmaidens are too stunned to act and remain frozen in place.
They would soon regret not acting, as things start to further escalate & will leave everyone either completely mortified or further amused.
Aayla and Padme stop rolling around on the floor as they finally, at last, completely separate their mouths and bodies. However, this was only temporary. The Twi'lek felt as if she was about to burst, but climax just wouldn't come if she continued dry humping the Naboo Queen.
"Haa~! Haaa~! Enough foreplay~! Time to claim my prize~!" Aayla grunts, her breath ragged with lust as she works to remove her belt and lower garments. Padme, panting and out of breath, stares up at the Twi'lek in dazed confusion.
"W-what are you…?" Aayla looks down at Padme, and smiles a predatory grin.
"You thought I'd be satisfied with just a simple kiss?" The Jedi chuckles as Padme nods her head dumbly. "No no no, I'm just getting started with you and your holes~!"
She finally gets her pants off and throws them off to the side. Something thick and solid hits Padme's belly and is followed by something hitting against her butt.
Padme sees it's the Twi'lek's thick, deep blue cock. Reaching 11-inches long and thicker than her wrist, the surface is lined with pulsing veins that make it appear intimidating at first glance. Below this magnificent specimen are two enormous testicles that hung heavily in a tight, pulsing ballsack. Those must have been what hit her ass, and it made her pussy throb.
If one were to truly pay attention and listen, they would hear the low, rumbling sound of her balls churning more cum than Aayla knew what to do with. If one were to look at them closely, they'd see that the sack was slowly growing bigger the more cum starts to be made.
Futanari of any species can create seminal fluid from their prostate like males can, but their semens thickness and viscosity is churned and stored into their testicles. And if you know that, you'll also know that the Twi'lek Futanari in particular are hyper fertile and can churn up to almost a gallon's worth of sperm in a month.
So, since Aayla has taken three months of abstinence, over two gallons of semen is stored in those heavy, sweaty gonads.
Appearance wise, they were just over the size of Naboo's oranges and can fit in a single hand. However, Futanari have a second internal reservoir in their testes that can store up to about a month's worth of semen. And since Twi'leks can churn cum at a fast rate, Aayla was overdue for a drainage. Luckily, Padme was here to provide her the much needed relief she so desperately needs.
The question is will Padme go through with it?
"W-We can't...mmfh~...do this!" Padme says, struggling to resist the temptation of the juicy cock can provide her.
"We, we've already done s-so much out here!" Ayala doesn't listen and hikes up her dress, eliciting a squeal of shock.
"Are you worried about your image, your highness?" Aayla says that last part in an almost mocking way. Padme couldn't answer from how embarrassed and aroused she was.
"P-please! E-Everyone will see~!" Padme closes her eyes as she feels the Jedi hook a finger over her soaked underwear. Aayla rips her soaked panties off her body and the cock touches the entrance to her wet pussy.
"Twi'leks never worry about doing indecent things in public~ Everyone knows we're always hungry for sex, even when we're not held as sex slaves."
So many Twi'lek women have gone through life trying desperately to deny the galaxy's views of them. That they are only meant to be slaves, slaves of pleasure, for the wealthy. They argue that they are people with purpose, drive, ambition, that they are people who deserve to be free of slavery.
Still, Aayla Secura had witnessed the treatment of enslaved Twi'leks. That unfulfilled needful purpose that slave drivers and owners have drilled and bred into them over the centuries. Their reality that a Twi'lek's very nature is predisposed for a life of servitude, how they ache to offer themselves up, eagerly giving the one thing owners want....submission. Complete submission. Because a Twi'lek is never fully complete, comfortable, or satisfied unless it is Owned.
But not Aayla Secura, not a Knight of the Jedi Order. She is not some plaything to be owned, or used, or controlled. In this very instance, Aayla Secura is in control and she is going to do the owning and the using, starting with the Naboo Queen's sopping wet cunt. Padme can feel her resistance failing her, but Aayla's cock is what finally breaks it.
In one thrust, Aayla's throbbing cock hilts deeply in Padme, making her squeal and cum violently. Sweltering, silky heat enveloped Aayla's from all sides, and with deep, almost primal groan from deep within her, she rammed her cock in to the hilt and finally, her climax rolled through her, a stream of thick, sticky spunk shooting into the Queen as the Twi'lek lets out a relieved, yet frustrated growl.
"I can't believe I came so soon~! Nggh fuck~ Your cunt is very tight~!" Aayla almost shouts as the spasming pussy of the Queen absolutely crushes her cock, her angry blue balls resting on her ass. But even though she came from hilting herself all the way, her testicles continue to churn and precum spills from her swollen cock's head continuously.
"Aaahmmm~ So warm... sooo much..." Padme moans. Just one thrust and a splash of hot and thick cum was what it took for the Queen of Naboo to succumb to her lust and instantly fall under the Twi'lek's spell.
"You haven't seen anything yet, Amidala~!" Aayla smirks as she starts moving, and she isn't gentle. Her thrusts start off slow and powerful, always hitting deeply as the tip bullied and battered her uterus. The thick and inflamed head scrapes her insides, wet squelching noises filling the area along with Padme's delirious moans of pleasure.
"Oh yes! Yes! Please, fuck me more, Master Aayla~! Please, fill me up more~!"
"Oh I will fill you up to the brim, you can be sure of that!" Aayla says as she returns to snogging the Queen.
Aayla is fucking her with more force than needed, but the Twi'lek is providing for both their neglected needs. Her hips move faster and faster, her blue, sexy ass bouncing hypnotically as if she was giving someone a lap dance. Someone could walk right behind her and take her own sopping cunt, but the people either didn't think about it or they were fully content with just watching.
She too roughly made love to her, but not in the way the Twi'lek Jedi is doing right now. She is fucking her in public, millions of people watching her get gut fucked by the Jedi's large and thick blue cock.
To Padme, it felt absolutely amazing to have a cock inside her once again, especially a Futanari's. The Queen once had sex with a Futanari, who would later become Leia's second parent. Well, she had to be around to actually be a parent, so really she was a sperm donor. And by the stars, did she donate her sperm. She never saw her again after that, and while Padme did go on dates with many different men, women, and futanari, none of them really clicked with her.
But here and now, there was definitely some clicking going on. Along with some wet clapping of skin, the moist shlicking of a thick cock in a soaking tight pussy, and other salacious and vulgar noises that occurred between them.
"I'm going to make you squeal, Amidala! Right in front of everyone! But you'd like that, would you? To squeal like a filthy Gameeran as I obliterate your tight pussy?!" The Jedi was degrading with her words, only serving to further fuel their lust.
"Oooh yes, please!!" Padme moans as Aayla pulls the window of her dress and bra down to reveal her magnificent breasts. The sight of the perfect bosom made the Twi'lek's cock lurch inside the silky wetness enveloping it, prompting a high-pitched moan from the Queen.
She wasted no time and dove forwards to wrap her trembling lips around one of Padme's diamond-hard nipples. Padme squeals and arches her back, pressing her sweet rack into Aayla's face. The Jedi lets her tongue flick over the sensitive tit in her mouth, sucking intently. All throughout this, Padme had her arms and legs wrapped around the Twi'lek holding on for dear life as she constantly cums from the Jedi's thick cock.
Ten minutes into their fucking and a second orgasm from the Jedi, Aayla and Padme have switched positions. The Queen is riding on top of the Twi'lek, bouncing up and down on the thick cock. Everyone watches the Queen's stomach bulge each time she sinks down on the blue cock.
"Oh yes, keep bouncing this big sexy ass on my cock~!" Aayla groans as she smacks her ass, eliciting a squeal from the Queen before grabbing and kneading her pillow rear. Padme's pussy felt much too good around her cock to even think about pulling out. .
"Oh yes yes yes yes!~ You're fucking me so hard~! I can't stop cumming on your big fat dick~!" Padme sinks down hard and both women start orgasming hard. The Queen gyrates her hips around Aayla's twitching rod as the Futa Jedi bucks her hips, shooting out more of her thick seed into her drenched womb.
Padme's belly slightly grows rounder as load after thick, creamy load is dumped into her. Excess semen flows from around Aayla's cock, but is otherwise packed tightly inside Padme's cunt.
Padme felt so glad to have given in to her desires. How foolish it was of her to resist such a powerful breeding tool. She knows that she's going to be sore, exhausted and possibly even in tears before Aayla is through with her. That knowledge didn't bother either of them, concerning as it may be once this is all over.
Poor Leia is already in tears, but not openly sobbing. For 14 minutes straight, she watches them and masturbates to the hot scene of the Jedi coming and fucking her mother. It makes her cock twitch and she shoots a load of her own, splattering under the booth. She's sweating and breathing so hard, it's becoming difficult for her to remain lucid. She's still hard, and she continues to make herself cum. She even starts fingering her pussy with her free hand while stroking her throbbing erection.
Padme's latest orgasm started to ebb away, as Aayla's cock finished dumping a huge load deep inside the Queen. The feeling of it has her positively purring with lust, and she can't help but rub her swollen belly. The ride wasn't over yet, though, as Padme feels the Twi'lek's cock remains achingly hard.
"That's my good little bitch~!" Aayla groans, sweat on her forehead as she feels the weight in her heavy testicles grow significantly lighter. They haven't necessarily shrunk, and the volume of her cum is growing with each orgasm, but she can feel her burden be lifted.
"You never tried resisting me, did you? Since we've been here fucking in public, you've been cumming nonstop around my thick cock." Aayla sits up and pushes Padme down into her back. She is still hilted deep inside Padme's pussy, but she doesn't move a single inch. Padme felt her fifth orgasm coming, but her hands were pinned by the Twi'lek's.
She is so much stronger than her, and she can't move her hips enough to stimulate her clit and pussy.
"P-Please, Aayla! I-I need to cum! Please, I beg of you!"
"You want to cum?" Padme nods her head swiftly. Aayla leans down until their foreheads are touching.
"Then admit this is what you wanted from the start! Say it loud enough that everyone on Naboo can hear you!" Aayla lifts her head away from Padme's, a smirk on her lips. "You want some Futanari or Male to degrade you, someone to reduce you into a slutty, cock-sucking whore like this in public. Someone to pump you full of as much cum as they can muster!"
Padme thought Aayla wasn't being serious, but the Jedi Knight still doesn't move. Padme is struggling, reaching for any form of stimulation to achieve climax. Her efforts bore no fruit as her body is firmly held in place. Her desperation drives her to do as Aayla said.
"You're right…" Padme whimpers, shuddering. Aayla gives her a disapproving stare, her expression fixed in a frown.
"I thought I told you to say it out loud, slut!" Aayla spanks Padme's thigh, making her cry out and her pussy spasm. "Now, say it! Beg for your orgasm! Beg for my cock to turn your womb inside out!"
"You're right!!" Padme screams, her eyes screwed shut. "I wanted this!! All of this!! Fuck me with your big blue cock! I want you to make me cum and treat me like some slutty whore!! Please, Aayla!!"
The people of Naboo, her own people who looked up to her, hear Padme Amidala's words. She has never felt so humiliated before in her life, she felt ready to cry of shame. But at the same time, she's never felt such ecstasy and freedom run through her veins in her life.
"Good girl~" Aayla purrs in approval. "That wasn't so hard. You sounded very convincing. Perhaps you'd make a far better whore than a Queen or Senator~."
Before Padme can make any sort of reply, Aayla takes a new position on top of her in a Mating Press, pushing the Queen's feet and knees beside her head on both sides. Then, the Twi'lek brutally slams her cock balls deep into Padme's body, making Padme scream like a wanton slut. The force was strong enough that Aayla's cock managed to break through Padme's cervix, which brutally squeezed around her shaft in a painfully tight grip. But this does nothing to stop Aayla, who pulls back hard and slams back inside just as hard.
"F-Fuck~!! I-It's so big! I-I'm losing my mind~!" Padme screams as her belly bulges each time Aayla's bottoms out into her womb. "O-Oh fuck..It's bulging my womb so much!!"
"Fuck!! Fuck, fuck, fuck!! I'm gonna die~! I'm gonna die from cumming so much on your day fucking cock~!! I'm gonna die~!!" Padme continues to shout and squeal these vulgarities unbecoming of a Queen, but she doesn't care. Instead, she openly embraced her role as Aayla's cum dump, a sperm tank to deposit her thick, creamy nut slop into.
She got what she wanted and more, and the same can be said for Aayla Secura.
"Ohh~! I'm so fucking deep in your womb! Fuck, I can't stop moving my hips." Aayla grunts obscenely, her long tongue lolling out her mouth in a drunken smile. Her cock pulses and twitches crazily as her balls spank wetly against Padme's ass.
"Break my womb!! Mark my pussy with your thick, sticky seed!!" Padme loves the feeling of Aayla's big breeding rod pulsing inside and thrusting in and out of your pussy, her sweaty balls slapping against ass. Their most intense round of fucking in public feels like it lasted for days, maybe longer. She's enraptured by it.
"Fuck, I'm cumming! Ohh, it's going to be huge~!" Aayla announced out loud for the people to hear before she shoves her cock deep inside as possible, filling Padme to the brim with her thickest and biggest cumshot of the day.
Padme's voice cracks in a broken shriek as the cum flows out into her, flooding her eggs. Aayla is gritting her teeth in a jaw-clenching grunt of exertion, pumping her hips frequently to pack more cum into the Queen's womb. Aayla's cock throbs heavily as more and more of her pent up spunk is dumped in the Queen. Once Padme's womb had reached its limit, a backwash of her own sperm splashes between their connected genitals and everywhere on the ground.
Aayla pulls out of Padme's messy cunt and rests on her knees, gasping and stroking her cock to cover the Queen with her thick, pearly white jizz. Once the Twi'lek finally stops cumming like a broken faucet, she sits on the ground to catch her breath.
She hears the wavering cry of orgasm in front of her and sees Princess Leia swearing, her forehead dripping with sweat. She also discovers that the princess is staring right at her, having watched Aayla fuck her mother to a babbling, happily bred mess of a woman. She chuckles awkwardly and gives her a bemused shrug before standing up and facing the people around her.
"Hope you enjoyed the show~." She says shamelessly, grinning at them before dropping a bundle of cash on Padme's sticky body. She forgos retrieving her discarded pants and sashays out of the plaza, her package swinging for all to see as she goes on her merry way.
As soon as the Twi'lek Futanari leaves, everyone seems to have woken up from their stupor. Immediately, chattering and conversation at what they just saw erupts through the crowds. Everyone spoke about how scandalous this whole thing was, or how they would have paid even more money just to be a part of the action. There are even some who wanted an encore, just any owner of a cock to further degrade the Queen.
This explosion of chatter snaps Padme's handmaidens into finally acting. They knew they should have stopped the Jedi, but they were too afraid or perhaps entranced by the show to do anything about it. They had to escort the princess out first as she was their main priority.
The loud crowd even makes Leia gather herself. She appears to wake up out of her trance to see her fingers are wet from masturbating. Then she looks down at her dress to see splatters of her own cum on the ground and even some on the money bin. She's even more embarrassed now than she previously felt and straightens her gown down just as the handmaidens came in and retrieved her.
Meanwhile, public officials of the Senate came down after Aayla was finished with Padme, followed by Naboo law enforcement. They made an announcement that the festival was cancelled, earning a loud cry of protest and displeasure from the crowd. Thankfully, law enforcement was here to get things under control, and had officers manage and control the crowd.
Padme can barely hear them, too enthralled in post orgasmic bliss. Then, the sun above her had gone dark as officers worked to clean Padme's body with towels and shield her from the view of others for propriety’s sake.
Clarity suddenly comes back to Padme as they pull her dress back down. She grows pale as she finally comes back to herself, absolutely mortified. She had lost control of the situation & she had let it go so far as to have sex in front of everyone!
"What have I done?! How could I have let this happen?! My reputation as Queen is possibly ruined and sullied once word of this incident gets out." The more she thought about those repercussions, the more horrified and pale she grew.
"The galaxy will see me, their chancellor and Queen of Naboo, as only a horny & wanton whore who'd spread her legs for anyone with a big, throbbing cock!" She had no idea who was to blame for all of this. The Senate for suggesting the idea to hold this event, or herself for turning the contest into a depraved and wild smut show.
Padme is then assisted and escorted by officers, who couldn't meet her gaze. Either they were just as ashamed of her as she was, or they were just doing their job in protecting her and feeling ashamed for not doing so. And then, a whole new terrifying thought comes to Padme and has her in tears.
"Leia…she saw all of that!" The thought that she scarred her daughter by letting her watch Padme get treated and fucked like a Tatooine sex slave makes her choke back a sob. A random thought of such a fate actually happening to Leia has Padme break down crying.
"How could I have acted so depraved and disgusting in front of my poor baby?!" Padme thought to herself, reprimanding and berating her weakness. She felt disgust build in her stomach, still full of Aayla's thick cum.
"I failed her…I failed my people. I'm not suited to be a leader, or a mother."
Padme's future is out of her hands now as the nightmare becomes real. She, along with her inner circle, handmaidens included, will have to own up to their mistakes and worry about the PR nightmare that is to come.