Stewjon Genetics (Star Wars) (Patreon)

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

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Themes: Big Dick, Alien Sex, Breeding

Summary: After reading in the archives that Stewjon males have giant cocks, incredible sexual stamina, and massive sperm production, Aayla shares this discovery with her friends Shaak Ti and Luminara. Intrigued, the three decide to investigate if this is true, by seducing the only Stewjon Jedi in the Order, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Not only is it true, but Obi-Wan is large even by Stewjon standards, it's the real reason Satine left him, and he's still a virgin.

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“… The code forbids attachment, ladies.”

“Oh come off it, Obi-Wan. We aren’t all about to fall in love with you.”

“All we want to see is your genitals. To test if the rumors are true.”

“At most, we may all engage in some… active meditation. Would that not be enjoyable?”

‘Active meditation’. Obi-Wan lets out a small laugh at Luminara’s way of dressing up the situation. What his Padawan did, cycling his emotions in the Force through combat, that was active meditation. This was something else entirely.

And yet… Obi-Wan would be lying if he said he wasn’t tempted. Aayla Secura, Shaak Ti, and Luminara Unduli all stand before him looking downright intrigued. All are attractive alien women. Their offer is… enticing.

Of course, he already knows how this is going to go. They’re here asking this of him because they’d heard rumors of Stewjon males, apparently. Specifically, Aayla had read somewhere that Stewjon males had massive cocks and incredible sexual stamina.

As the only Stewjon male in the entire Jedi Order currently, Obi-Wan therefore became their ‘test dummy’. But little did they know… well, fuck it. Better to just show them so they could be on their way.

“Very well. You wish to see it? Here you go.”

Obi-Wan pushes his robes off his shoulders, unbuckles his belt, and reaches down into his pants. A moment later and he drags out his mostly soft member, freeing it from its confines and letting it breathe open air. His cock almost immediately begins to grow once its out in the open, the sheer size of it causing eyes to widen and jaws to drop.

The thing is… Obi-Wan is even bigger than the standard Stewjon male. This was something he’d only found out accidentally back in the day, when he had been ready to betray the code for a lover. He and Satine Kryze of Mandalore had gotten incredibly close, emotions running hotter and hotter, until they’d been about to have sex… only for her to take one look at his monster of a penis and balk.

Only through her and his own later research had Obi-Wan finally learned that he was extremely large for a human male and it was highly unlikely that any human female or near-human female would ever want him anywhere near them in the carnal sense.

So of course, as he watches the three beautiful Jedi women in front of him react to his size, Obi-Wan prepares himself for rejection. It won’t hurt so much since he’s obviously not emotionally attached to any of them… or so he tells himself.

The last thing he’s expecting is for three sets of knees to hit the floor as Aayla, Shaak, and Luminara all drop down before him, eyes fixated on his twitching, growing cock, tongues slipping out in unison to lick at their lips.

“B-By the Force…”

“It’s huge…”

“Ah… ah…”

Obi-Wan stares. They truly weren’t going to run for the hills screaming? Well… they probably just didn’t realize what they were in for quite yet. He was only about half-mast, after all. Still, he can’t quite bring himself to say anything. Instead, he watches as the three female Jedi all lean in and put their mouths to work getting him the rest of the way to fully erect.

A groan spills forth from Obi-Wan’s throat as they work him over with their lips and tongues. Swirling this way and that, suckling at different parts of his sensitive cock, the three aliens all work in tandem, as though connected by the Force. There is no competition, merely unity. There is no strife, only purity of purpose.

A shudder runs through Obi-Wan’s body and he finds himself reaching out and running his hands across all three heads. Luminara’s head, Shaak Ti’s montrals, and Aayla’s lekku. They shudder in response to his touches, the Force swirling around all four of them.

It does not feel Dark though, necessarily. Instead, Obi-Wan can sense the Light Side in this moment, can feel it filling him. The Force… is not displeased with what is happening here.

That, more than anything, spurs him forward. But not just him… the three women kneeling before him are equally invigorated by the Force’s approval. Aayla’s mouth falls upon the head of his cock and begins to suck him in. Shaak Ti’s lips descend to the lower half of his gargantuan dick, even as her fellow Jedi begins to choke on his girth. Finally, Luminara descends down to his balls, relegating herself to slurping and sucking at his nut sack greedily.

Their combined efforts get Obi-Wan rock hard in no time, his true size revealed to the trio. And yet, even once they see how big he truly is… they do not balk. None of them back away, none of them pull off and say he’s too large for them.

They keep going, moaning all the while as Obi-Wan groans and shudders and bucks his hips. Until finally, he can hold back no longer. His release arrives with so little warning that he doesn’t even get the chance to call out to them though. He’s simply not used to it, not used to giving into his body’s biological urges.

Truth be told, with the size of his cock being what it is, Obi-Wan has only been fully erect a handful of times in his life, let alone ejaculate. He’s… inexperienced.

That lack of experience means nothing in the face of sheer volume, however. As Obi-Wan cums, Aayla is almost immediately overwhelmed. The Twi’lek’s eyes widen as her cheeks balloon outward and then she’s rocked back off of his cock.

Shaak Ti moves to catch her and keep Aayla from being flung back too far, but the result is that both of them end up coated in his cum, from their faces to their robes, absolutely bathed in his seed.

Luminara, meanwhile, remains latched onto his balls, sucking all the while as copious amounts of Obi-Wan’s seed eventually ooze down his cock and onto her upturned face. She moans happily, guzzling what she can.

The end result is the three female Jedi being drenched in hot, sticky jizz… so its no surprise when they all pull back and look at one another for a long moment before beginning to strip naked. Obi-Wan’s still hard cock twitches in response to this, even as they all but rip their robes off and get nude as fast as possible.

Then, the threesome comes together and begins to lick one another clean, kissing and making out and slurping up his cum off of each other’s cheeks. Obi-Wan really doesn’t need the show… his cock is still rock hard and ready for more action. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t appreciate it all the same.

He’s tempted to make the next move, to just step forward and grab the closest pair of hips so he can thrust into one of them from behind. But even now he waits to see if they’re even willing to try and take his gargantuan member inside of themselves.

Theirs is a moment where the three alien women whisper to each other while throwing longing glances at his dick. And then, finally, they move to the floor with Luminara and Shaak Ti on either side of Aayla as they position her and spread her legs wide for him.

“Come, Obi-Wan. We want you to take a turn with all of us, but Aayla deserves to go first, all things considered.”

They aren’t afraid of his size. But then… that makes sense. Unlike with Satine, all three of these women are Jedi with strong connections to the Force. And the Force is positively singing about what they’re currently doing.

… Through the Force, all things are possible.

And so Obi-Wan kneels between Aayla’s thighs and places his hulking cockhead against her slit. She gasps and moans as he begins to push into her, while Luminara and Shaak Ti both hold her steady so that eventually her pussy lips give way and start to spread around his huge tip.

A moment later and Obi-Wan is inside of her, stretching Aayla out further and further around his girthy shaft. But she doesn’t break. She takes him like a champ, moaning and groaning all the while, even as his length bulges through her tight abdomen, visibly outlined beneath her flesh.

“F-Fuck… so big… keep going… I can handle it!”

Luminara and Shaak Ti watch on with awe instead of fear, grinning all the while. In the face of so much positive reinforcement, how can Obi-Wan do anything but continue on? He steadily begins to thrust in and out of Aayla, pushing deeper into her each and every time. She, meanwhile, begins to buck her hips, crying out loudly in response.

And all the while, the Force continues to sing. This is more than simply ‘active meditation’ at this point, Obi-Wan can’t help but think. Even as he tries to push his emotions into the Force, it responds with happiness, excitement, and joy. It wants this. It wants them to do this. To what end? For what purpose?

As Aayla cries out and climaxes explosively around his cock, Obi-Wan just grunts before fucking her all the faster and harder. At the same time, he can feel his own release already approaching again. Even though he’d cum once, he seems to be ready with another load.

Normally, he wouldn’t even think of filling Aayla with his seed… but the Force is egging him on. Urging him to do it. And when he looks into the Twi’lek’s eyes, he can tell… she wants it too.

Obi-Wan groans as he unleashes a load inside of her. He shudders as he fills Aayla with a huge, hot thick load that distends her abdomen and belly and makes her look like she’s already pregnant. In that moment, Obi-Wan somehow knows that he’s creating life. He’s breeding his fellow Jedi right then and there… but it’s at the behest of the Force. And all he can feel is the Light Side all around them.

The others feel it too. It’s no wonder then that they happily present themselves for the taking after he pulls out of Aayla’s freshly creamed cunt. And Obi-Wan, having those Stewjon genetics that she’d read about, is more than ready to give them what they want.

He fucks Shaak Ti face down, ass up at her request, pushing into her from above and behind at the same time as he drills her with as much of his cock as he can fit into her tight pussy. He creampies her womb as well, delivering a nice huge load that distends her red abs just like it did with Aayla’s blue belly.

For Luminara, she rides him. She can only get about halfway down his cock before bottoming out though and so he’s forced to help her out a bit, his hands on her hips lifting her up and down as her cervix slams down onto the head of his member again and again.

Her eyes roll back in her skull and her tongue lolls out of her mouth as she cums for him repeatedly, Obi-Wan’s own load taking longer that time since by that point its his fourth. But eventually, just like with Shaak Ti and Aayla, he cums inside of Luminara, filling her to the brim with his seed.

And then he fucks all three of them again, at their begging. Obi-Wan would normally be concerned, especially since they’d all agreed that they weren’t getting attached here, but he can feel the Light Side’s approval in everything they’re currently doing. So he keeps going… and going… and going.

He fucks Luminara, Aayla, and Shaak Ti in every position possible and also some that they think up completely on the fly. He fills their wombs with so much cum that they look ridiculous, as well as painting their faces and tits some more with a couple of his loads.

The foursome continues on for hours and hours, fueled not just by Obi-Wan’s natural stamina, but also by the Force itself. The happiness that the Force is exuding is like nothing Obi-Wan has ever felt before… and the Darkness that has seemed to shroud the Force for so much of his adult life is pushed back, at least in this small place.

When all is said and done, despite the sheer mess… none of them feel dirty. None of them feel like they’ve done a bad thing. Rather, it’s quite the opposite. And even as they rest together, all four of them, the three female Jedi cradling their bellies, they share a look with one another.

“… We cannot keep this a secret.”

Obi-Wan’s words are met with nods from his peers. Indeed, what had started as a fun experiment had become something else entirely. Something bigger than any of them. This might just be what the Jedi Order needed to escape its current stagnation.

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