Jae: Worst Jedi Ever Pt. 02

The women found seed being carried by their suits' ductwork, squirting into their faces, filling their helmets with the hot, tantalizing scent. The smell of his semen flowed into their noses, cloying at the primitive parts of their brains, flipping switches, and generally making a mess. It was electric, flowing down their spines, cheeks burning, legs quivering. The Jedi turned to drench the other phalanx in his spunk. And they, too, began to leak.

And then, on both sides, the last vestige of resistance broke as they began to peel off their armor.

Ten, fifteen minutes, no one was sure of the passage of time, but they could see the spunk climbing up past their ankles, past their knees.

SPLOOORT. SPLOOORT. Sploooort.... Sploooort.... His wads were coming slower, less voluminously. His nuts had shrunken substantially, but were still a good four meters across each, looming behind him.

The Jedi looked around the hold, grinning. Naked human women were wading towards him from all angles.

He raised a hand, and Kenta felt herself rising into the air. Invisible hands suspended her. She didn't know what was going on, the frenzy making her perception a bit foggy.

But it came rushing in when she went flying through the air. SMAK! She slammed into the tip of the Jedi's cock cunt-first, and in a blink it stretched her out like latex. Her legs spread to the sides, forced apart by the sheer bulk. "Aaaauuugh!" she screamed as she hurtled backward along his organ, feeling every titanically thick vein inside her, feeling their pulsing as her belly stretched out in front of her like a coffee-colored condom.

Her ass shoved up into Kinli's face—not that the chiss was present at the moment. She just gurgled, blowing bubbles of precum from her nose, because a woman in her position as a literal cocksleeve didn't have much to do.

Kenta looked up at her belly, stretched out meters in front of her, pulled tight, shrink-wrapped around that organ. She could see the pulsing veins under her own skin, the ridge of the glans, the women rubbing his cock through her flesh ... then she saw nothing as her eyes rolled back and she contorted through an intense orgasm that seemed to assault her mind like a Sith lightning bolt.

SKKLLLLRRT! Her pussy squeezed Jae's cock tightly and her hot juices sprayed out around its girth, drenching Kinli's face. She shuddered violently as her body began to hurtle forward. SCHLLLLRRRK! Her head stopped just above that of the organ's, and then she was yanked backward again. The Jedi let out a growl as he used the Force to make the trooper into a toy with which to pleasure his colossal cock.

Her ass kept smacking the chiss in the face. And if her orgasm ever stopped, Kenta didn't notice. Her head bounced against her belly as he fucked her for what felt like a century. The trooper wasn't sure how long she'd been mounted on his cock. She was breathing fuck-steam and hearing nothing but the GLLLRRSSCH of her body rocketing back and forth and the deep RRMBBBLLL of his swelling nuts.

Jae groaned. The tight pussy felt wonderful, and it was even better with all the ladies swarming over his cock and kneading at its surface through the girl's skin. Thousands of times the surface area of a normal cock, all those extra nerve endings for pleasure. A hundred handjobs all at once, hot breath, kissing lips, licking tongues. Tight, silky walls around him. Then there were the ladies still atop his nuts, rubbing and dancing on top of them as they rose higher and higher, sending out sloshing waves through the chamber.

The Jedi looked around. He had a lot of bellies to fill. Kenta was nigh comatose, twitching and shaky. No one would notice if he decided to blow his load quickly instead of holding it back as he'd done to fill the hangar waist-deep.

SCHLOOOORK! Kenta hurtled back towards him, her ass mashing up against Kinli's face. He grabbed her ankles. SPLOOOOOOORCH. At the tip of his cock, her belly bulged out in a secondary tent, distorted by the sheer seminal force. SPLOOOOORCH. SPLOOOOORCH. A column of jizz as thick as Kenta's former waist blasted into her, a boiling-hot river of virility inside her.

Her belly sagged, growing, swelling to the sides, stretching like a brown water balloon. GLOOOOOORSCH. It felt like he was pumping a whole swimming pool through his cock, raging torrents of thick spunk rushing down its throat before exploding inside her. SPLOOORCH. SPLOOORCH. Jizz swirled in a mad hurricane in her belly, lighting up every single nerve in her body, even the ones not in her womb or cunt. Sperm pushed all her cunt juice out, making her body go haywire. As the Jedi's nuts shrank, some of the women atop them began to topple off.

Kenta's belly wobbled and began to push the women around her backward. It rippled and wobbled like jelly, swelling bigger by the second, lifting the woman atop it up into the air and tilting her backward as the Jedi's cock angled up to compensate. As the minutes past she was soon vertical, her belly a good four meters across. Jizz blasted out around his cock, showering the nearby bodies with even more spunk.

Jae let go of Kenta and raised his hands. Her ass and belly rippled as she began to pull up and off his cock. SCHLOOORK. Her pussy clung to him as she twitched, globs of seed the size of water balloons splattering their audience.

POP! The Imp lifted away. Her cunt gaped wide enough for someone to crawl into. GLOOOORSCH! A waterfall of white semen drenched the Jedi and his new friends as she floated into the air. He slid her through the waist deep spunk. The Force caused her to careen to the side, throwing up plumes of hot spunk before hitting the wall and rippling.

His cock, covered in thick blankets of spunk, lowered itself. It was immediately set upon, an eager feeding frenzy as the mouths began cleaning the semen off its glistening, pulsing surface. Jae let out a little growl, his nuts swelling as they replenished the semen he'd just expended.

Jae began to look around the room to decide who would be next, but then he remembered the birthday girl! He smiled down at Kinli and leaned in over her. "How about I fill your other hole?"

The chiss gave a rather eloquent response. "Grrhhghhlll."

Jae raised his hand, and she began to slide towards the front of his cock, groaning and trying to howl as he unwrapped her from his monstrous organ. The motion shook her from her catatonia. Ruby eyes refocused and darted around the room. Her tongue slid over his cock, the veins acted like rubbery ridges, grinding over her insides. Then, she reached the tip, her teeth rubbing over the glans as her mouth was allowed to resume its original shape, her abdomen returning to something recognizably humanoid.

Her pussy squeezed, small jets still squirting. But she still tasted the sheer, overwhelming flavor of Jae's virility on her tongue, in her throat. She smacked her lips. There was nothing but that delicious flavor of raw sexuality. And she was almost as it went schlr-POP! And came free of her ass. Torrid pre gushed over her blue bubble-butt and down her thick thighs.

"Wh-what...," she grunted, looking back over her shoulder. Jae and a few of the girls waved. Only now did she realize what was going on. With the wits fucked right out of her, the chiss had only been vaguely aware of what was going on up until this point. There was a good meter of jizz filling the hangar! The girls were wading in it! When had so many appeared?!

That was also when she realized what the Jedi intended to do with her.

The monster phallus was so fat that not even this much spunk could submerge it, so instead it was lurking in the white pool like a dragonsnake. It rose up, its drooling tip pointing towards her. She bit her lip. This is going to hurt so good.

She hurtled backward. Her stomach flopped like she was piloting a fighter craft. The impact with his cock barely registered—a pleasure-bomb hit her like a turbolaser and her eyes were rolling back and she was howling again, her shrill cry echoing in the room. SCHLLLRRRK-SMAK! Her ass smacked into the Jedi's pubes.

Jae looked like he was wearing a blue condom, her belly vacuum-packed around his cock and detailing every contour. His strong, coarse hands wrapped around her hips as he began to pound her body. His cock was in her womb—a sensation she'd never had before. Then again, how many women had been turned into living masturbatory aids by a Jedi—supposedly the epitome of emotional control?

The Jedi's cock gushed enough precum to fill a hot tub in a moment, and already her belly was swelling around it. GLOOORSCH. She slid back. SMAK! Her ass hit his abs. All the while she felt the strange sensation of all those naked human women rubbing up against her, moaning and crying out as if they were getting fucked themselves. Their cries filled the chamber, echoed off its metal walls. Schlick-schlurk. Schlick-schlurk. Her body slid back and forth like a dizzying carnival ride.

Hundreds of proud Imperial troopers were naked around her, many of whom she recognized. Many of whom treated her with trademark Imperial xenophobia. They were all the same now. Granted, she was having quite a difficult time philosophizing around the bulk of that cock, but this is probably what she would have been thinking had she been more cognizant.

Her legs flailed, kicking several of the other women in the head as she moved, arching her head back, grabbing her own stomach, wailing at the ceiling. "HAWAAAUUGH!" Jae grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back as he pounded her from behind, all six meters of that ludicrous thing buried deep inside, being massaged all the while.

As he pounded her body, one hand clutching her hair, the other smacking her across her pert rump, his tonnes of cock bounced up and down, slamming against the deck below. WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! SLORSCH! SLORSCH! It sent out waves of semen, roiling white splashing up against the far walls, painting them meters high.

His nuts were rolling outward, swelling every second. The women atop were once again threatened by the ceiling as the fleshy robs rose. They began to quake and rumble again, shaking the hull once more, rattling the neighboring compartments, sending out waves through the spunk before GLOOOOOOOORCH!

It was like sitting on a geyser. Kinli's belly exploded in girth. Liquid heat filled her entire being. Her belly swelled rapidly. So quickly, it rolled over several of the women around her. The rest began to back away, but the cum was so thick it made escaping the blue balloon difficult. Kinli's eyes fluttered, her toes clenched, her fingers clawed, her body rattled. SPLOOOORT. SPLOOOORT. Each wad gushed like a geyser for long moments, devastating pulses of seed that sprayed for a good ten seconds each, Jae's cock stretched out by the storming sperm. The Jedi let out a long rumbling growl of pleasure.

The waves of jizz rolled away from her as she began to get bigger, bigger, angling vertical like Kenta behind her, a jiggling, bloated blue balloon. Kinli's mind once again blacked out except for her, the cock, and its sperm. She stared blankly at a point a thousand light years beyond the ceiling as he filled her. Her belly cast many of the women in shadow, and forced them to back further and further away.

Minutes passed as she swelled. Bigger, bigger, belly jiggling, eyes blank. His nuts were small enough now that they'd only be big enough for one bantha.

Finally, his cock bucked more gently. The wads came more slowly—of course, even the "small" bolts of spunk he shot at the end of his orgasm would have been enough protein to feed a platoon for a week.

Kinli's eyes fluttered. Her tongue lolled out. And it all went black.

Jae felt her pass out. Her belly jiggled as he pushed on her with the Force. SHCLLLRRRRRRK.... The dark-blue lips of the chiss's delicious alien pussy clung to his cock, stretching towards him as she pushed away. Semen gushed out around his organ, spraying, coloring his honey-tanned phallus white.

As she moved away, the ladies trapped under her popped back up, gasping for air.

POP! GLOOOOOORSCH! His glans popped free, his cock, bounced, and her gaping cunt began to gush like a broken water main, a bright white arc spraying high into the air, showering those below.

Kinli went sliding away, spraying up a wake of jizz, bouncing against the wall next to Kenta. Jae grinned. She was even more swollen than Kenta, and conveniently, her cunt was gushing spunk right onto the human.

He looked back down at the crowd. "Mmmh," he hummed, looking at the eager ladies. His nuts were growing again, his cock was still hard. He raised his hand, levitating another woman....

***

Several hours later, Captain Torvast stood by her ensign. Just about everyone was crusted with jizz, and sadly, the Empire did not design its computers to be inseminated, so many of them were no longer functioning properly.

"We've gained ... millions of tonnes of ... Jedi ... bio ... matter," said the tech.

"It's sperm. There's no reason not to call it what it is, Ensign Suki," chuckled Torvast. "It looks like ... is this right? Almost three hundred life signs in fore cargo bay two? Did the attack work?"

"They're not moving a lot, Captain. Most of the ... semen ... seems to be flowing from there. The temperature in that chamber is over 37 degrees."

"Like a damn sauna. What do you suppose it's like in there?" asked Torvast.

"I have no idea, Captain, should we go find out? I can go!" volunteered Suki.

Torvast laughed. "Calm yourself. We need to fly the ship. As much as I'd like to investigate the sperm-sauna-hangar myself." A few of the women looked up at her. She cleared her throat and added, "To ensure the safety of the ship and crew, of course."

In the sperm-sauna, Jae relaxed against his vastly swollen balls. All around him, another room had turned into a seminal sea. It was five, maybe six meters in depth, rolling waves of white lapping at the room's walls. It rolled down the bulkheads, dripped from the lamps. The heat was oppressive, the air was sex-steam.

Women were again lying on islands of their own flesh, swollen bellies so big they touched the bottom. Towards the edges of the room, he'd lifted them to build pyramids of fleshy balloons. Their gaping holes gushed spunk that rolled down in wide swaths, cascading over one belly, onto the next, adding to that woman's gushing. Then the gallons of seed finally fed into the pool around them. It was like the lewdest fountain imaginable.

Jae floated near the top. His cock pulsed, half-submerged. It was still hard, fat veins pulsing on its surface. Every heartbeat sent out ripples into the spunk. Thick layers of cum frosted it, rolling down its surface. More bellies hemmed him in, his cock sandwiched between two rows of swollen stomachs.

Behind him, his nuts rose just a meter above the jizz, high enough that he could lie back on them. Of course, these were just the tips of the icebergs ... his balls touched the bottom. They were like golden islands, rippling. The wrinkles of skin had pools of semen collected him them. His legs were submerged up to the knee in jizz. His bathrobe was completely soaked and squished like a wet sponge. Fortunately, it and his lightsabers were still there, and he'd built his lightsabers specifically to withstand his predilections.

The Jedi grunted. He could feel his sperm swirling, raging, tickling the insides of his balls, demanding escape. He stared at the ceiling. Jae could feel energy, a feeling that manifested itself as a buzzing in his cock. Female Force-users were nearby. A lot of them, a few of which were particularly strong. He smiled. Finally.

***

The Sith lords sat on top of the metal crates in the cargo bay. They'd stacked them up, because so much semen was leaking into the room that it was a good two meters deep.

Zivarr's robes had dried from falling into the semen, but it was on her skin, and she'd felt the tingling, the collecting heat. Gallik'ta and Magnaculus were also affected, but not very strongly. All of them felt warm between the thighs, and all of them felt as if their judgment was not at its best.

Hunger for power is one of a Sith's driving motivators in life—and all of them could feel the raw energy radiating from that white fluid. It lapped at the crates, murky, thick, white, and energetic.

"Can you feel the power coming off of this semen?" asked Gallik'ta, feeling the warmth in her tits as much as her nethers. She and Magnaculus were both ignoring the arousal, however, their minds overpowering their bodies with sheer will.

"It's like a fizz, bubbling from this jizz," said Magnaculus. Her massive ass almost covered a crate itself.

"Yeah, you didn't taste it, it's like drinking pure spice ... not that I would know what spice is like," said Zivarr. "Bloody hell, it's just strong, it's filling me, my panties are like Dagobah right now."

"Thank you for informing us," said the twi'lek.

"Yeah, let's see you act all high-and-mighty once you fall in the stuff," retorted Zivarr. "You're like 3 cup sizes bigger than before."

The twi'lek narrowed her eyes and looked down. Yes, her tits were starting to strain their top, muffining out. "Hmmh...."

"Yeah, 'hmmh,' you're swelling like a loaf of bread."

Magnaculus frowned at the door. "It's awfully quiet in the hangar. Wonder if he's finished with his banger?"

"The power coming from that room is ludicrous," said Gallik'ta. "I wonder if this Jedi is some Republic experiment in genetic engineering? After the rumors I've heard from Belsavis, I wouldn't be surprised. How can one person be a ... wellspring, a fountain, for the Force? One has to wonder, were they hoping he would breed a generation of light-siders? Infiltrate, devastate our colonies? A more subversive type of weapon, breeding us out?"

"Subversion means being sneaky, and that Jedi's way too leaky. But still I wonder. What rock was he under?" Magnaculus looked at the others. "Power source or not, that Jedi's wrecked a lot." Darth Magnaculus looked towards the dozens of Sith purebloods, the so-called Dark Matrons. "Lord Turuse. Get off your caboose."

The silver-robed Matrons stood up, like the Sith, standing atop stacked crates. "We are all ready, Darth Magnaculus," said Lord Turuse.

Magnaculus began to gesticulate as she spoke in rhythm. The droid began beatboxing again. "That's what we need if we're going to be freed. The plan you must know, check my dark-side flow. All you Sith ladies are strong with the Force. That's why you got selected, o'course. Get in there and show what nasty lighting that you throw. We're going to catch a Jedi, so I need you all redd-i." She shook her head. "A Republic weapon, science run amok? Don't matter none, Masta' Jizz'll be our luck. You hear me?"

"So you want to take this opportunity to catch what may or may not be a genetically-engineered Republic weapon," surmised Lord Turuse smiling at Magnaculus.

The pear-shaped pureblood smiled. "You caught my words, you fly-ass bird. I know you can conquer that Jedi donger. He's got real tired in that sperm-filled mire. Four'a you, hang back with me. Another part'a my plan you will be. Rest'a you, get to those side bays. Put a number on that Jedi's days."

Turuse bowed her head. "We'll make you proud, my lord. The Jedi is as good as ours."

***

Sarkopheros Keeps Talking:

Originally, this story was going to be shorter, and I was going to conclude the series with the second part. However, well ... things got out of hand.