"Here we are~! The closest thing Sarry has to a rectum! Haha~!"
It took almost an hour to pass through the winding organic tunnels at a brisk pace. Once he saw that giant winking sphincter nearby, Asmodeus smirked and tossed the girls into writhing tendrils!
"Frak! Wait, ugh~!"
Eldra was wrapped up quickly, with the tips of those tentacles pressing up against her slimy orifices. They were far too thick to actually fit inside, unfortunately. Some white, slimy fluids spurted onto her face while her arms were restrained. There were also tentacles massaging her Lekku which felt particularly amazing. Reminding her of Kikha and Daesha again… Of course, she also felt jealous and envious of Asmodeus immediately afterwards.
Sensing her thoughts, Sarry actually conjured up some memories. After all, Asmodeus had already passed on all his memories regarding that wonderful adventure to his wife as soon as he came back home. In the twisted 'dream', Sarry used Daesha and Kikha to pleasure Eldra in every way either of them could imagine.
"Mmmn~! Mistress~! Aaaah-ugh~!"
On the other hand, Shmi didn't get any beautiful fantasies. Because for her, the reality was much more arousing! Those slimy worm-like tentacles were far too thick for Eldra's delicate holes, but Shmi's pussy was stretched almost as far as when Anakin was born! Asmodeus snickered on the side while watching that sexy belly bulge and then shrink. But aside from her vagina, even her ass and rectum were also stretched out violently. The creamy white nutrients were pouring inside, just like the one that attempted to fit into her mouth but failed.
"Home sweet home." Asmodeus leaned back and sighed. The tentacles near Sarry's ass were more pinkish than tan. They coiled around and transformed into a comfortable 'throne' or sofa chair for her husband, which lifted up a few meters above the meaty ground. Allowing him to watch the tentacle-play more like a 'Master'.
"I missed you, Sarry."
"I missed you too, Deus." A beautiful Sith Pureblood woman was 'conjured up'. She sat sideways across his lap and hugged his neck, kissing his cheek, ear, finally his lips. Those four golden eyes stared at each other lovingly for a while, before she complained, "You take too many unnecessary risks."
"Maybe. But the Force doesn't always tell me 'why' to make a crazy decision. Just gives me a general concept. For example, 'Help this Hutt and be rewarded'. It seems like the reward is the money, right? But…"
"But the real reward is Eldra Kaitis. A useful breeding tool."
"She's also a Jedi." Asmodeus smirked and looked down towards the Rutian Twi'lek who was covered in pinkish-tan tentacles, fantasizing about his 'wives'.
"Even more useful." Sarry also looked over at them, then back at her husband, "The Force is strong in both of them. Unfortunately they were made foils in this Galactic 'play'. I wonder if the Force loves or hates humans. Always placing them in the leading roles… Yet always ending in tragedy."
"Not just ending. And not just humans. Wasn't your original fate pretty damn tragic?" He snickered and kissed her lips, pressing his tongue inside and feeling those swirling tentacles. Then he pulled his face back and wondered, "Do you wanna keep the extra tongues and tentacles for the Sith clone?"
"Are you sure the Kaminoans can do that?" She smiled and her lips split open across her cheeks widely, revealing those terrifying Sarlacc teeth and the five or six long tongues inside her open mouth.
"Kinda reminds me of someone. Or something." Asmodeus snickered and gently caressed her pretty tomato-Sith face, "But you're a lot more adorable, Sarry, heheh~!"
"So are you, Deus." After making out for a while, she asked him: "Do you know how to reach Kamino? Do you have enough Credits?"
"Nope and… I'm not worried about money. I'm more worried about whether they would secretly do some weird experiments with my genes afterwards. I'm not Jango Fett. I would never allow anyone to turn millions of my children into slave soldiers. Not for any amount of money."
"What about the ship? Have you made a decision yet?"
"I think so…" Asmodeus sighed dramatically, then Force Pulled a small datapad out of Shmi's tunic that was laying on the 'ground'. He looked at it for a few seconds and then asked, "Do you think you can-"
"Yeah." With their minds more closely linked together, she was able to 'read' and translate what was written on the screen. Though there were also a lot of pictures and stuff.
"The Clone Army should be getting started now. Same with ships like the giant Star Destroyers. Even if we had the money, we aren't the fucking Jedi Order or the Galactic Republic… But just because we can't buy them, doesn't mean we can't steal them."
"Dangerous… Unnecessary."
"True. What we need isn't really a mainstream ship anyway. What we want is something that you can actually 'ride' comfortably."
"I'm comfortable now. Sarlaccs don't need to move… At least not on the outside."
As far as exercise was concerned, their internal tentacles and other organs were able to use up plenty of energy. The real probably was staying well fed and having enough to drink. On Tatooine, her life was torturous. Eldra barely lasted a year, while Sarry has been living in far worse conditions for tens of thousands of years.
"True. Well, you can help me design it. We got a call from Javra on our way over. She's alive and well. Probably made some sketchy deals to escape Jabba's wrath, but she's still part of the same Hutt Clan in the end. She told me that she had a 'friend' in Kuat Drive Yards, who could hook us up with a subsidiary company-"
"Allantine Six Shipyards." Sarry murmured in a somewhat raspy voice, "They can build us a customized Cruiser?"
"Yup. Well, you literally read my mind."
On the screen was a general outline of a ship. Nothing too fancy, literally. Just a somewhat fat 'arrowhead' design, with a flattened tip and edges near the back. It wasn't an Acclamator-class Transgalactic Military Assault Ship, the precursor to the later Venator-class Star Destroyers. It was just a general template. An outer shell. Everything needed to be fully customized, from the type of Hyperdrives and Engines to the number of decks.
"Shmi and Eldra are smart, but I figured you might have eaten a few ship designers or builders."
"Indeed." Sarry nodded and then shook her head, "But I don't remember much. Most of their thoughts were about their traumas and their fear of death or disgust, discomfort…"
"Hence why you, a literal tentacle monster, don't really like tentacles that much."
"Maybe…" She smiled wryly and looked back towards the two girls down below, "You're the first one."
"Who ever treated you like the beautiful woman you are?"
"Yes." Sarry looked back towards his handsome 'humanoid' face and smirked, "Would you still say that if I was in my true form?"
"Of course." Asmodeus snickered and looked to the side, narrowing his golden eyes. Then he reached out with the Force! That huge anus trembled violently and eventually was pushed open all the way!
*Oiiiieeeeiiiieee~!* The illusion vanished and was replaced by a bunch of tentacles in the general shape of a woman, then the whole meaty cavern shook violently. All the tentacles writhed and the two girls down below were pressed up against the wall of flesh. When the anus finally closed again, Sarry was able to 'appear' once more.
"Sarlaccs don't breed this way…"
"We can try… Maybe we should get them to install a gigantic fucking dildo inside the ship? Just using the Force alone isn't really enough…"
Sarry rolled her golden eyes and started kissing him again, "I would rather have the Sith Pureblood Clone."
Asmodeus snickered, "Why not both?"
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