Invader Syndrome Ch. 68 (Star Wars AU) (Patreon)

(Every character depicted in the story below is a consenting legal adult over the age of 18)

A/N: Vader fucks Shaak Ti!

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No. He would not give Shaak Ti what she wanted just yet. Instead…

“You will earn it first.”

His words cause Shaak Ti to moan, even as he grips down on her ass with both hands, his cock still pulsing inside of her clenching, squeezing cunt.

“You wish to bear my child?”

The Togruta Jedi Master nods eagerly, panting and mewling while he fucks her with his back against the wall.

“Then you will prove yourself worthy of it. You will oversee the freeing of the clones and the capitulation of the Kaminoans. You will take charge of a group from the Order tasked with ensuring that the Kaminoans no longer create slaves. And once we have ensured that they have been brought to heel… only then will you have earned my child.”

It’s all about framing in the end. As expected, hearing Vader talk about what he wants from her has Shaak Ti gasping and groaning… and ultimately clenching down all the harder on his throbbing cock as she cums for him. The very idea of earning his baby by way of making sure the clones she’s been looking after are safe is enough to make her tip over the edge.

Vader holds steady as Shaak Ti experiences such an explosive orgasm, grunting as her pussy walls try and fail to milk him of his seed. After a beat, he spins around, switching up their positions and pushing Shaak Ti’s back against the closet wall.

At the same time, he reaches up and grabs hold of one of her lekku, yanking on it in a way that he knows will send a spike of pleasure through her body. It also has the added effect of pulling her mouth to his, their lips smashing together as he dominates her with a kiss.

He fucks her savagely against the wall, plowing her senseless and pounding into her cunt until it’s been reshaped to his cock precisely. He slams against her cervix again and again, etching a future promise onto the entrance of her womb. He would impregnate her eventually… but Padme would come first, Vader had decided. He would breed his Empress, he would get her with child (or children) and all would be right.

Then and only then would he come back and check to see if Shaak Ti had earned the right to be bred upon his cock. If she had done right by the clones, if she had brought the Kaminoans to heel… then he would give her the reward she would so justly deserve.

For now though, Vader just focuses on the pleasure of pounding the flexible, fit Togruta against the wall of the supply closet. He slams into her cunt again and again, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filling the air even as Shaak Ti’s moans and cries of ecstasy are swallowed up by his lips.

Until they aren’t as Vader dives down after a time, ending the domineering lip lock in order to latch onto Shaak Ti’s beautiful red breasts. The Togruta cries out all the harder as he does so, shivering and quivering away while her pussy squeezes almost feebly on his cock.

Her cunt’s contractions are still more than enough to bring him to the edge and finally tip him over after a time, however. That said, when Vader’s own release does finally arrive, he pulls out of Shaak Ti at the last possible second to reinforce what he’s already said… she must earn it.

Letting go of her, he lets Shaak Ti slide down to the floor, allowing the naked Togruta to collapse to her knees before him with her breasts jiggling and her limbs splayed out. Grabbing her by her montrals, Vader proceeds to slide his cock right into Shaak Ti’s mouth, not at all surprised when she opens without complaint and immediately begins to submissively suck at his dick.

He wastes no time in picking up the pace and fucking her face, the sounds of her gurgling and gagging soon filling the confined space alongside his groans.

“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”

Changing things up allows Vader to last a little bit longer, but he was already close to begin with and the sheer submission on display as Shaak Ti’s arms lay at her sides and she happily lets him do whatever he wants with her… is enough to finish Vader off. She stares up at him longingly and adoringly and even through the Force he can feel how much she enjoys being his toy.

With that, Vader tips over at long last in truth and begins to cum down Shaak Ti’s throat. Some of it, she manages to swallow… but plenty winds up coming back out again, spilling over her fat lower lip, down her chin, and onto her breasts. By the time he’s done cumming, she looks like quite the mess in fact, her body quivering and trembling as it shines with a thin, glossy layer of sweat.

Finally releasing her montrals, Vader takes a step back, his cock still twitching as it jerks with one last spurt of cum that lands across Shaak Ti’s face instead of in her mouth. She flinches before letting her tongue loll out to begin licking up his leavings, panting all the while as she gazes up at him.

“You’ve done well so far. I expect to see you continue to do well going forward. For now… we must oversee the removal of every biochip across the clone army, followed by the gene therapy that will reverse their rapid aging. So get cleaned up… we have work to do.”

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Rex, Captain of the 501st, was used to things getting strange, especially around his General. He often receives messages of commiseration from his fellow commanders about being ‘saddled’ with Anakin Skywalker. Of course, those sorts of messages usually came from clones who didn’t actually know him all that well.

Those who did know him and the 501st well, such as Commander Cody under General Kenobi, didn’t bother sending such messages. After all, they knew that Rex and the 501st were generally just as crazy as their General. If anything, the 501st and General Skywalker were perfect for each other.

That said, even by Rex’s standards, things had started to go a little more haywire than usual in the past few months. And now the Republic that they were initially created to serve no longer existed. It was an Empire now and everything had been turned on its head.

But good soldiers followed orders and General Skywalker seemed to be directly involved in the creation of Senator Amidala, now Empress Amidala’s new Empire. So Rex had put his head down and just focused on keeping up with the changing pace right alongside the rest of the 501st.

Still, when word arrived that the war was all but over and General Grievous had absconded with the droid armies to go pick a fight with the Hutts, Rex really hadn’t known what to think. Marching into the Separatist’s version of the Senate Building with the rest of the 501st and keeping the place locked down while Empress Amidala had given her speech, Rex had found himself rather torn.

On the one hand, it felt good to win… and to not lose any brothers in the process. They’d literally taken the heart of the Separatist movement without a single shot fired. On the other hand, what did winning even truly mean? What came next for them now that the war was done?

Well, as Rex opens his eyes and stares at the artificial ceiling light of the recovery room he finds himself in, he reflects that he’s likely about to find out.

“Rex? You back with us?”

The concerned voice of his General has Rex coming out of his mental fog all the quicker. He rises from the bed he’s been laid out in and even though a hand lands on his shoulder, he doesn’t lay back down, forcing himself to sit back up.

In turn, General Skywalker doesn’t try to force the issue or even say he shouldn’t be up yet. He just offers wordless support as Rex gets his bearings for a moment before looking to the other man.

“General. I seem to be… operational.”

Huffing, Anakin Skywalker shakes his head.

“You’re not a droid, Rex. And you know you don’t have to act that way with me.”

He did. Rex blames lingering grogginess and the fact that they’re in a Kaminoan Facility for his stiffness. Hell, there’s even a Kaminoan in the room with them right now. And while you can certainly take the clone off of Kamino, you can never quite take Kamino or the fear of being ‘decommissioned’ out of the clone.

Perhaps sensing this, General Skywalker looks to the Kaminoan Scientist.

“Leave us.”

“I still have some scans-!”

“I don’t care. He’s fine. You may depart and continue on with your work.”

“… Very well.”

The Kaminoan departs and Rex’s shoulders relax just a fraction of an inch. General Skywalker no doubt notices, he still has a hand on said shoulder after all.

“How are you feeling, Rex?”

“Confused, sir.”

The answer comes easily, simple and honest as it is. General Skywalker arches a single brow, prompting Rex to elaborate.

“It’s just… I’m not entirely sure why I needed to be put under for the procedure. Or what the procedure was even for, precisely.”

Nodding, the General sighs.

“And I’m sorry for that. Hopefully, this is the last time we’ll ever have to keep you or any of your brothers in the dark.”

Rex blinks and frowns.

“We’re soldiers, sir. We don’t need to know everything all the time.”

“When it concerns each of you personally, yes you do. Still, now that it’s over and done with, the precautions are no longer necessary. The reason you were put under was to remove this.”

General Skywalker holds up a small vial containing what looks at first glance to be a small, innocuous piece of flesh. But when Rex looks closer, he sees more… he sees intricacy that doesn’t make sense, complexity that speaks of something deeper.

“This was inside of your head, Rex. A bio-chip designed to avoid most forms of scanning and resist discovery at all costs. It was… a control chip.”

Rex stares at the vial wordlessly.

“Removing it was one half of the procedure you just underwent. The second half was gene therapy… to reverse the rapid aging that the Kaminoans instilled in you and all of your brothers.”

What? Rex’s eyes snap away, meeting the General’s once more. Here’s the thing… he hadn’t known about the chip. But he knew about the rapid aging. Obviously. They all did. But…

“Reversing such a thing would have been prohibitively expensive, General.”

General Skywalker laughs.

“Prohibitively, huh? I didn’t even know you knew such big words, Rex.”

Huffing at the light ribbing, Rex doesn’t let the General distract him.

“Why would you make the Kaminoans do that?”

He’s not an idiot. Rex can read between the lines. The Kaminoans would never do this willingly of their own volition. And the frankly tense environment Kamino has been since he arrived makes a lot more sense if his creators were being forced into this. Not that Rex feels bad for them or anything like that, truth be told. He just… doesn’t understand.

That lack of understanding makes the General sigh again.

“Why? Because you and your brothers are worth it, Rex. Because none of you asked to be created anymore than I asked to be born. You know about my history at this point. You know I grew up a slave.”

Rex nods. To think that the man in front of him was once a child slave is still hard to reconcile at times, but there’s no denying the truth. Anakin Skywalker had been born into slavery and risen above it against all odds. It was an inspiring tale, to say the least.

“… Do you really think someone like me with my past would let an injustice like yours stand? You and all of your brothers, created and given shortened lifespans just to fight for a government who didn’t appreciate you or even see you as sentient? Rex… all of you were as much slaves as I was. This control chip proves that.”

What? No, they weren’t… Rex stares at the bio-chip as the General holds it up again between them. He didn’t really understand it. What would it have even been capable of doing to them? When would it have been used? Good soldiers followed orders and Rex and his brothers were all good soldiers, so why would they even need a control chip like that?

“No more, I say… and so does the Empress. The mistakes of what came before do not have to be continued by that which is coming now. The Republic and the Jedi Order both failed you and your brothers, Rex. But I promise you, we won’t fail you now.”

If it were anyone else, Rex might have just let it sit at that, nodding and waiting for his next orders. But this is General Skywalker. So Rex is honest with him, looking the other man in the eyes.

“… I still don’t understand, sir.”

Looking almost pained, General Skywalker sighs.

“It’s a long, sordid tale Rex. One that might make things harder for you, knowing it. It’s entirely possible you would be better off just putting everything behind you. But it’s your choice, I want you to decide whether you want me to tell you or not. Say the word and I’ll explain everything. Or… we can go straight to discussing what happens next.”

That… Rex frowns as he mulls over his options. It’s harder to decide than he would have thought.

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