Ahsoka’s Anal Quest: Part Three

Ahsoka Tano looked in surprise and shock at Jedi master Shaak-Ti, her fellow Togrutan woman, as she stood before her in her bedroom. Judging by the look on the Jedi’s face, Ahsoka knew she’d been found out, though she had no clue how she had managed to figure it out. Ahsoka let out a big sigh as she felt the woman’s dark eyes glaring at her. “How did you find out about what I was doing?...” She asked reluctantly. The Jedi crossed her arms, still very much frowning. “I’ve been keeping my eyes on you for a bit already, considering your often problematic behaviour. Once some of our members started to disappear, I had a suspicion you might be the one behind all of it. Of course I had no way of actually confirming or proving anything, but when I saw you waltzing out of the temple earlier with that motherload of an ass I figured my suspicions had been reasonably confirmed.”

The orange-skinned padawan bit her lip nervously. The last thing she’d want was get kicked out of the Jedi order, as not only did she care about her position within the temple, she’d also now found a way to keep herself satisfied and feed herself plenty of powerful people in increasingly lewd ways, and she was loving every minute of it. Ahsoka got to her knees, taking up a begging position. “Please don’t kick me out of the order! I promise I will stop doing this, it was a mere temporary lapse in my judgement, I’ll do anything!” She thought to herself that she most certainly didn’t plan on stopping, but that wasn’t something she intended to say out loud. Shaak just smiled, walking closer to the kneeling padawan. “Oh don’t worry hun, I don’t intend to have you kicked out at all.” Ahsoka looked up with a hopeful smile. “You don’t?” The Jedi then turned around as she had gotten sufficiently close to the orange-skinned girl, who was now pretty much face to ‘face’ with the red Jedi’s ass. “I intend to deal with you myself~”

With that she let out a large, disgusting fart. PRRRBBBRRRRRTT! Right in the padawan’s face. Ahsoka was used to her own toxic gas, but as was to be expected from a Jedi master, her revolting stench was even worse than the padawan’s. Ahsoka coughed, fighting to stay upright with the nauseating and dizzying assault on her nostrils. Luckily for her, she was at least immune enough to the fearsome Togrutan farts not to get knocked out like anyone else would have, though she was certainly stunned as she tried to regain control of her body. Shaak-Ti smiled, bending over as a loud whirring sound filled the room. Vwwwwhhhrrrr! The Jedi master’s ass cheeks spread apart underneath her robes with a suction stronger than Ahsoka’s, though still not as strong as Luminara’s had been before she turned into the padawan’s assfood. The Jedi’s attire got ripped off of her body first, getting slurped up her ass by the strong suction it provided. With her ass now bare, nothing blocking the suction’s path any longer, the dazed padawan easily got pulled forward, knocked off her balance as her face gets dragged up into the Jedi’s ass.

Ahsoka gasped, trying to struggle as her view of the outside world got cut off, her body quickly getting pulled deeper and deeper into the fellow Togrutan’s bowels. The orange-skinned girl found, much to her dismay, that her body almost completely refused to react, still too immobilised by the gas attack that had been sprayed directly in her face less than a minute ago. She knew it was wishful thinking to expect her body to function again so soon, but as she felt Shaak’s asshole easily stretch around and suck in her shoulders, she was getting a bit desperate. She continued to just weakly struggled as her breasts were sucked up as well, followed eventually by her enormous ass, which was actually a bigger struggle to the Jedi than her shoulders had been. Ahsoka only barely felt her regain some control as her legs got slurped up as well, giving her no time to actually struggle or get out, leaving her with no time to properly struggle. Of course, even if she had been able to, it probably wouldn’t have made a difference. ‘At least now I know what it’s been like for my prey so far… Or, I guess not, they weren’t exactly conscious for the most part.’ She said as she smiled nervously to herself, processing her current situation as she was pulled deeper and deeper into the Jedi’s bowels.

Shaak-Ti smiled, getting onto the padawan’s bed where she comfortably lay down, rubbing her gut as it slowly pulled the padawan into her stomach. She gave it a small pat, getting ready to enjoy digesting the girl who had taken the lives of several of her friends for seemingly no other reason than sexual enjoyment and growing her ass. She couldn’t lie to herself though, it was indeed quite a nice feeling, sucking her up like that. “Don’t you think it’s fitting, Tano, that your life ends to a superior Togrutan in the exact same way you’ve been killing people off~?” Ahsoka, who had finally been pushed inside the woman’s stomach, growled and pushed around, not quite appreciating the amount of taunting going on. “Oh just shut up…” She murmured, mostly to herself as she pressed at the walls surrounding her, groaning as she felt her unable to push it out even the slightest bit inside of this cramped space.

Several minutes passed. Ahsoka was still weakly struggling inside of the Jedi’s stomach, who was taking her time digesting the padawan inside, wanting to savour the moment. Shaak-Ti just idly rubbed at her own gut, smiling as every now and then she gave the girl inside of her a grope through her gut. “I wonder if my ass will end up just as big as yours after I’m done with you~” Ahsoka groaned, refusing to give up and give in to her taunts. The acids had slowly been building up, dripping onto the orange-skinned padawan and going down her body, piling at her plump rear. As a result her pants and panties had already melted away, leaving her huge ass bare. She then let out a soft gasp as suddenly she had an idea. It was a long-shot and she wasn’t sure if it would actually help or just make her situation worse, but she had to try.

The padawan gently raised her bare rear before jamming it against the stomach’s walls. Her cheeks got spread apart and her fat donut pressed against the surrounding flesh. She then took a deep breath and focused all her energy on spreading her hole open as wide as she could, her own anal vacuum activating once again. Vwwwwrrr. Ahsoka smiled brightly as she actually felt the Jedi’s stomach get pulled slowly into her ass, the stomach walls getting pulled taut around herself, giving her no room to move and little room to breathe, but she focussed, continuing to suck.

On the outside, Shaak-Ti looked at her gut in surprise, feeling it being pulled around in quite a weird way. She then starts to panick a bit as suddenly, without any warning, she could feel and see her own body starting to crumple up like a plastic bottle getting all the air sucked out. First her curves caved in. Her breasts and ass, which already weren’t all that amazingly impressive, though not necessarily bad either, crumpled up and became flat against her body. Next, her arms and legs started to get pulled in, crumpling up further and further, almost making it look like her limbs were telescopes getting folded up. She tried desperately to use her force powers to keep her body in place, but with Ahsoka continuing to suck with her ass inside of her, there was no halting this process. Following her limbs, her neck got pulled in as well, her head just about merging with her torso as it quite literally got pulled into it, similar to a tortoise pulling its head into its shell. Finally, now that her body was little more than a torso, she continued to compress further and further, her body getting increasingly smaller and more wrinkly as all of the Jedi woman folded in on itself. She continued to shrink deeper and deeper in on herself until eventually she just implodes with a poof.

The moment the Jedi master imploded, Ahsoka appeared in full with an audible FWOOMP. She smiled brightly as she looked down at her stomach, large and squirming as it now held Shaak-Ti trapped within. The orange-skinned Togrutan gave her stomach a hard spank, starting to grope it as she looked at the squirming, writhing mass with a satisfied, victorious grin. “You were right about one thing, the superior Togrutan is going to be digesting the inferior one today~ I’m sorry to inform you the roles aren’t as you imagined them to be though~” The red-skinned Jedi was far too tired by that point from getting sucked up from the inside to repeat what Ahsoka had just done to escape from her gut, leaving her trapped, weakly struggling as the padawan was going to add her to her ass alongside the rest. The padawan then closed her eyes, resting in her bed as she let her stomach digest and take care of the woman inside of her.

Ahsoka woke up some hours later, feeling a very strong urge to use the bathroom. She felt her bowels, full of what remained of her last Jedi master snack, pressing at her for release. She realised that, with how badly she had to go at that moment, it would be nearly impossible for her to make it to the bathroom in time, even IF she were to use her vacuum tubes to transport her there. Then an idea struck. She opened the panel hiding the hose, pulled it out and shoved the end of it right up her still naked ass. The orange-skinned girl bit her lip, moaning as the machine started to suck, pulling all of the shitty remains of former Jedi master, now ass fat Shaak-Ti right out of her colon. Ahsoka looked as multiple large bulges formed in the hose as all of her waste was pulled out of her and got pulled away, disappearing in the hole in the wall to be deposited in the waste chamber of the temple.

After her bowels are fully cleaned out, Ahsoka sits back with a smile, letting out a satisfied sigh as the hose retreats back into the wall and closes the panel behind itself. She then smiles, getting up and walking to her closet. She opens it up and looks at herself up and down in the mirror. She turned so her back faced the mirror, smirking as she saw how huge her ass had really become since the last time she had taken a look at herself. She had never been particularly small, but now she could easily be confused for trying to smuggle around two large beach balls her ass cheeks were so large. She groped her rear, her hands sinking easily into her plush rear, those plump cheeks big enough for her hands to fully disappear inside. “You all really do look far better on my ass than you ever did as people~ I gotta say, I imagine things will get a lot more pleasant around the temple with less of you here. Less annoying Jedi to start bitching about everything and more pounds of pure padawan ASS to keep up the morale~!” She said, giving her huge rump a slap, causing her ass to ripple like a pond.

She continued to toy with her ass for a while in front of the mirror before Ahsoka finally realised how late it had gotten. Looking out the window in her room she noticed the planet’s various moons already high in the sky. The padawan stretched, smiling brightly as she felt her ass cheeks wobble with every step as she walked to her bed. As she plopped down onto her comfortable mattress, she once again started to ponder who would make for a good next victim. Ahsoka noticed she was getting better at anally swallowing people up, but her ass was also getting more and more hungry and needy. Not like Ahsoka had a problem with it. Aside from finding people suitable for sacrificing to her ever-growing ass, there wasn’t any part of the process that was difficult or unpleasant to the padawan.

After some pondering she realised that there wasn’t really any way to just stick to Jedi or padawans. Her mind travels to other possibilities, and before too long settles on an old friend of hers. Senator Riyo Chuchi, she’d be a perfect next piece of prey to add to her ass. Ahsoka smirked, biting her lip and rubbing at her pussy as she thought about turning her senator friend into more padding on her humongous ass.

As she’s playing with herself, thinking of devouring the senator, she suddenly realises something. Tomorrow she actually had a meeting planned with another senator, namely Padme Amidala. She smirked, starting to plan out how she could turn not just one but two senators into ass pudge in a single day. As she pondered how she could put it all into action, imagining sexy scenario after sexy scenario, she eventually fell asleep.

After she drifted off to sleep, Ahsoka found herself dreaming away. She sat, her ass naked and ginormous, upon a large throne guards on either side of her as a line of prisoners was escorted in general direction through her throne room. Once all of the captives had been brought into the room, the orange-skinned empress snapped her fingers and the guards left, closing the doors behind them and locking them in place.

The people who had been brought in were plentiful. Around fifteen people, made up of both Ahsoka’s past victims like Offee and Secura, people she knew but hadn’t eaten yet in the waking world, and people she didn’t even really knew at all but had possibly come across at some point in her life whom her subconscious was using to fill out the room before her. Sitting upon her throne, the vacuum vore empress had a large tube coming out of the bottom of her throne which sat snugly in between her asteroid-sized ass cheeks and ended right underneath her enormous anus. The other end of said tube was hidden in the floor of her throne room right in front of her throne and would appear for all to see at the press of a button.

“You are all standing here before your great empress today to be trialled as traitors of the great and magnificent voracious empire. The crimes you have committed range from petty theft to treason.” She then smirked, pressing the button to release the lower end of the tube from the floor, sliding panels opening as it moved up, pointing itself in the general direction of the prisoners that were tied up and naked in the room before her. “You’re all found guilty. Your penalty will be eternal servitude to the empire as part of your empress’ ever-growing ass~” And with that, a rumbling, deep whirring sound blared through the room, dizzying the unprotected preythings spread around the room.

Empress Tano’s anal vacuum finally started up properly, the suction going through the tube and thus being redirected towards the prisoners. The tube worked both as a way for the empress not to need to get up, something her ridiculously large ass made difficult enough already, but it also weakened her suction. With the current dampened power, the walls still rattled and shook, threatening to give in and slip into the empress’ bowels alongside everything else. The guards had strategically positioned themselves behind the throne, where temporary clamps had been installed to allow them to tie themselves down to the throne itself, as to lower the risk of becoming a part of the almighty ruler’s afternoon ass snack.

The various prisoners got easily pulled down into the tube by Ahsoka’s ass’ powerful suction. Some of them just about managed to catch themselves on the edge of the tube, keeping themselves from slipping in for only just a second, but the anal vacuum was far too strong, and no one could hold on for longer than half a minute. Ahsoka just moaned, rubbing at her gut as more and more of the prisoners got sucked up inside. By the time all fifteen were gone up the tube and up her ass, she just laid back, smiling as she listened to the cacophony of screams as her vacuum calmed down and shut off again. By this point the door reopened and the guards who had brought in the prisoners re-entered. They would head over to their large empress, alongside their colleagues who had managed to undo their bindings on the backside of the throne, and went up to the empress to start massaging her gut, pressing and rubbing down the screaming prey inside, compressing and breaking them as to aid with the empress digestion. Before too long, her gut was nothing but a big round ball of pudge which groaned as it came to life as all of the nutrients taken from the prisoners started moving at once. The guards were used to this by now and stepped back, watching in awe as the orange-skinned ruler’s globous ass cheeks ballooned out even further, making the solid titanium throne creak more under her weight. She knew that before too long she would need a somehow even stronger, more resilient chair to carry her ever-growing ass, but right now she didn’t care. She was too busy admiring her improved rear.

Ahsoka hadn’t had a dream this wonderful in years.