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A Star Wars Universe Story: Smuggler to Slave
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When I woke up I was strapped to a white strange device. It was roughly
"X" shaped and my arms and legs were spread wide and strapped to each one
of the endpoints of the X. It was curved slightly so that the sides of
the device raised over the top of my body and its sides were dotted with
dozens of holes.
As I finished looking at my surroundings I heard an amused voice speak.
"I see our future young miss is waking up before we start the procedure"
said a Quarren in a white labcoat. The humanoid Quarren had had a
triangular shaped head and tentacles protruding out from above his mouth.
He stared at me a moment and said "I was beginning to think that we were
going to have to start the process while you were still unconscious.
Really, where would the fun in that be? I do so love watching you humans
rage as your gender changes. The males of your species seem especially
attached to their gender. How quaint." He shook his head in confusion
over humanity's obession with gender.
I listened to this in a kind of dazed state and tried to process what was
going when something over my head began to move. I realized it was
another device similar to what I was strapped in but facing downward.
Before I could even attempt to move it had closed down on me and locked
into the lower piece. I was now trapped in a kind of X shaped womb. As I
lay there I heard the voice of the Quarren talking to someone else in the
room and instructing him to begin the process. The machine suddenly began
to make a loud buzzing noise and a strange green gel-like fluid pored out
of the holes lining the sides of the device. In less than a minute the
fluid completely filled the entirety of the device.
I soon began to panic as there was no oxygen in the device for me to
breathe. My lungs felt like they were on fire and I began to thrash about
in my restraints in an attempt to break free. A few seconds later however
my lungs began to work again and I found that I could somehow breathe in
the gel. The voice of the Quarren echoed throughout the chamber as he
said "Ah, I forgot humans breathe oxygen. How careless of me, but now
that we've got that distraction taken care of what do you say that we get
you ready?"
I tried to scream but I was unable to make my voice heard in the gel.
Somehow the Quarren knew what that I was trying to scream though as he
quickly said "Not to worry, you'll be able to scream soon enough. We just
have to take care of the preliminary work first."
The gel suddenly hardened and I felt like I was encased in ferrocrete.
"This process is really quite complex, but simply put the gel will help
us fundamentally alter your genetic structure. It's got somewhat limited
versatility so you'll still be a human, unfortunately. It WILL allow you
to become a complete human female though, I'm sure you'll be pleased to
know that you will be able to produce young when we are done with you."
I raged in silent impotence as I waited for the changes to begin. This
Quarren was mad, how could something fundamentally change your genetic
structure? Zorban said that Narssia had once been male, but that was
impossible...wasn't it? Before I could dwell on the issue more I felt
intense, fiery pain spreading throught my entire body. The pain was so
intense that I was unable to focus on anything other than the pain.
The crazy Quarren was right though. That gel DID change my genetic
structure. As I lay struggling with the pain my body was reshaped. I
shrunk from nearly 6'2 to 5'1. I lost almost a hundred pounds as my
muscle and bulk faded away. My muscles were replaced with curves as I
developed womanly hips and large, C-cup breasts. My buttocks became round
and expanded as I developed a large, feminine rear. My skin softened and
my body hair totally disappeared under the assault by the gel. My hands
and feet shrunk and my skeletal structure became more delicate. My face
was the target of massive changes as well. My nose shrank and and my
features rounded and softened. My lips puffed out slightly and my
eyelashes elongated. The last change was the hardest to deal with. My
penis dissolved in the gel and I was left with a vagina in it's wake, and
what I was later told was a full functional uterus and female
reproductive system. As the final changes swept over my body I once again
faded into welcome oblivion.
When I awoke Evan Skye was dead. The great, daring, masculine smuggler I
had once been was replaced by the soft, feminine, submissive and delicate
girl that I had now become. As I finally roused myself to full
consciousness I realized everything had changed. The first difference I
noticed was the absence of something between my legs. I reached down
instantly and felt what I feared...which was to find nothing. I was
definately a girl now. I pushed my fingers slightly pasts the folds of my
new vagina and felt a tremor roll my body. I stopped myself immediately
and pulled my fingers back. The second difference of course was with my
size. I had not been massive as a man, but I had not been small either.
Now I was tiny, even by female standards. I was incredibly short and
while I was heavily curved, I was also pretty light.
I dragged myself out of the bed I had been lying in and I fell down
almost immediately. My balance was totally different as a woman than it
had been as a man. My weight was proportioned in a very different way
with my wider hips and buttocks, and the breasts that were massive for
frame weighing me down. I forced myself up and crawled to a mirror. What
I saw there was unbelievable. I was gorgeous. Narssia had been beautiful,
incredibly beautiful even. Yet even she, or he I guess, paled in
comparison to me. The vision that greeted me was of a tiny doll-like
figure who nonetheless packed an incredible set of curves. She had a
gorgeous face with a pair of lips pulled into an everlasting, and
impossible sexy, pout. Her eyes were huge and expressive and framed by
long, thick eyelashes. Her cheekbones were high and easily flushed with
color. Her hair was short for a woman, blonde in a pixie cut. While her
incredibly cute face and well-developed body were obviously selling
points, it was her sense of vulnerability and innocence that truly made
the image stunning. I was a gorgeous girl of 18 or 19, innocent and
vulnerable and very, very sexy.
Emotion finally washed over me and I fell to my knees. I then did
something I would do many more times in the future, but that I hadn't
done since I was a child. I cried. Huge sobs wracked my body and giant
teardrops rolled down my cheeks and fell off my face before landing
softly on my breasts.
As I lay crying the doors to my room flew open and Tragner marched in. He
leered down at me and said "I see the good doctor has done his work well.
First Narssia, now you. He really does do exceptional work." He looked at
me for a moment and then said "Get up! I want to examine the doctor's
work more...closely." I ignored him and continued crying so he walked
over to me, grabbed both of my arms and easily lifted me up. I struggled
as best I could but Tragner would have been more than a match for me in
my old male body, so I had no chance in my tiny, female body.
He held both my wrists together with his left hand and used his right
hand to explore my new body. I had never felt so violated in my life. I
began to scream as loudly as I could, but Tragner slapped me hard against
the face and he said "shut up bitch, you'll get worse if don't shut the
fuck up!" He continued his search of my body as his right hand reached
out and roughly squeezed my sizable new breasts. It slid over my face and
slipped past my mout and into my lips. I tried to bite down, but he
pulled his finger out too quickly. He grinned at me and said "You didn't
really think I'd let you get a free bite did you?" He quickly continued
his assault of my body. He slid his hand down my hips and then reached
around and firmly squeezed my buttocks. Then he finally reached down and
opened my new vaginal lips with one of his thick fingers. I squealed as
his finger penetrated my innermost regions.
Eventually the violation ended and Tragner released me from his grip. I
immediately fled to a corner of the room. He laughed as I cowered in the
corner. "I heard you were brave...wouldn't think a little thing like
turning into a woman would affect you that much. Either way it's time for
you to make your debut for Zorban."
He began to walk over to me, and as he did he pulled an object out of his
pocket. I looked at the object with a mixture of curiosity and fear
before I realized what it was. It was a collar. The ultimate symbol of
slavery, shame, degradation, and submission. I finally decided that if I
was going to be a slave I wasn't going to go down without a fight. "I'll
fucking kill you!" I screamed at Tragner as I charged at him.
The fight was over almost instantly. Tragner was huge and an apparently
skilled hand-to-hand fighter. I was small and weak and totally unused to
my body. He quickly overpowed me and forced the collar around my neck. As
I heard the collar lock shut I knew my fate was sealed.
However, Tragner wasn't done with me quite yet. "Bitch!" he spat. "You're
going to have to learn some manners before I take you to Zorban. I think
a spanking will teach you a nice lesson!" He lifted me up as if I was
nothing more than a featherweight and he threw me on the bed. I tried to
scramble away but he caught me by the ankle and dragged me towards him.
As he sat on the bed he pulled me over his knee so that my buttocks lay
exposed on top of his lap. He then spanked me hard. First on one cheek,
and then on the other. He kept up a steady and vicious rhythm. My shapely
ass jiggled everytime he brought his hand down in another blow and my
legs kicked in the air. I screamed and cursed and cried, but he refused
to stop.
After what seemed like eternity he finally stopped. He picked me up again
and sat me on my feet. I looked down on the ground as I continued to cry
freely. Tragner looked at me for a moment and then stood up. He tied a
chain to the front of my collar and began to drag me towards the exit of
the room.
"What about clothes?" I said. I didn't want to wear female clothes, but
neither did I want to face the crowd surrounding Zorban naked either.
Tragner leered at me and said "Zorban says you ain't earned clothes yet,
bitch! You'll see him dressed as you are now, just wearing the collar
'round your pretty little neck." I wanted to fight but I was exhausted
from my previous struggle with Tragner and the memories of the brutal
spanking were still fresh in my mind. I docilely followed him out of the
room and down a series of hallways until we finally arrived at Zorban's
throne room. I took a deep breathe and prepared myself for the
worst...but it would be far worse than I could have ever imagined.
Zorban's throne room was even more crowded than usual and there was a
feeling of excitement permeating the air. It was clear the crowd was
anxious for my debut. Tragner didn't keep them waiting as he pulled me
along by the chain. As soon as the crowd noticed my attention they
immediately pressed in on all sides of me. They jeered at me and taunted
me labelling me a whore and a slut. The men propositioned me demanding
that I drop to my knees and suck them off or asking if I wanted to be
fucked. The crowd soon got more confident and pressed in on me. Dozens of
hands groped and molested me. Poking and prodding as hands grabbed my
breasts, were stuck in my asshole and my pussy. Tragner finally ordered
the crowd to back off and dragged me exhausted and humiliated before
Zorban.
I was forced to my knees and found myself staring at Zorban's hideous
face. He leered down at me and said "You don't seem so sure of yourself
now Mr. Skye. Where has that bravado that you showed earlier in your
interview gone? So bold...willing to free one of my slaves, and now you
seem beaten!" I kept my mouth shut knowing that anything I said could
only make my fate worse than it already was. I waited for Zorban to
pronounce my fate. I did not have to wait long as he began by saying
"Narssia was a very valuable slave to me because of the information that
she had as a CorSec agent. Mr., or should I say Miss Skye, are not
valuable to me! You are the least valuable of all my slaves and you will
be treated as such. You will be known as Aaliana! That is a Huttese name
which means whore, and a whore is what you will be Aaliana. You will
serve me, my men, and my guests in any way that I choose. You will suck
and fuck for the rest of your miserable life and if I ever get tired of
you I will ship you off to some world in the Outer Rim to finish out your
days as a stree whore!"
I listened to his statement in horror, but I knew there was little I
could do. I could not flee because I knew Zorban must have implanted a
chip in me similar to the one that killed Narssia and I knew I wouldn't
be able to talk myself out of this situation. I was hopeless trapped and
I could not prevent myself from tearing up again as the enormity of my
fate began to weigh down on me. Zorban and the crowd laughed as they saw
me began to cry and quickly began to mock me about my fate. Zorban
laughed and shouted "Let's begin then whore! Let's give you something
thing to cry about!" He signaled to the crowd and the surged forward and
grabbed me. I was brought to the middle of the floor and then the assault
began.
I was not raped. At least not in the traditional sense of the word. But
dozens of dicks were forced into my hands or past my lips. Dozens of men
surrounded me and pumped gallons of cum into me and on me. My hair, face,
and my entire body was covered in semen from a dozen different species. I
felt sticky and humiliated as I lay on the floor recovering from the
assault. I had sucked off more than a dozen men and had given handjobs to
more than two dozen more. I felt broken and beaten, but I would not have
any time to rest. Zorban ordered the crowd to pick me up and bring me to
him. I was grabbed by hands and lifted into the air. As I was carried to
Zorban many of the people carrying me took the opportunity to reach, and
grab, and cop feels of my breasts, ass and pussy. Eventually I was sat
down, still drenched in semen, in front of Zorban.
"This will be your fate from now on Aaliana! You will be the slut of all
who attend me! You will not eat or sleep until after you've been fucked
or have sucked off at least a dozen men a day. You will never wear
clothes, until I say that you've earned them. When you are not servicing
my men you will attend me or I will have you dance to entertain my
guests. Now, it is time to lose your precious virginity. i will grant you
a kidness though and let you choose who is to fuck you. You may either be
fucked by Tragner alone...or by the rest of the men in this room."
The men hooted and cheered screaming "You know you want us baby! A whore
like you needs as many dicks as she can get!" Their screaming made the
decision for me rather swiftly. I hated Tragner and had no desire to be
fucked. But if it was to happen than it was better that it be one man
than a hundred. I submissively lowered my head and whispered Tragner's
name.
Zorban grinned at me and said, "I can't hear what you said! I want you to
shout out loud so that the whole crowd will know who you want to fuck
you."
I raised my voice and said "Tragner. I want Tragner to fuck me." My face
burned in shame, but I knew I had no choice. However, my response did not
satisfy Zorban and he made me scream out that I wanted Tragner to fuck me
again and again until my voice became hoarse. Only then, after I was
completely humiliated, did he nod and tell Tragner to take me to my room
to be deflowered.
Tragner grabbed the chain attached to my collar and pulled me along. The
men in the throne room cheered Tragner on as I left yelling "Fuck that
bitch hard! Make her scream your name!"
I followed Tragner dociley down the hallways until we arrived at my room
again. Tragner opened the door and led me in. "Take a shower" he said and
pointed me to a door on the left side of the room. "I don't want to fuck
you with all the cum covering you. Go wash it off." I stood still for a
moment so he smacked my ass and threatened me with another spanking so I
hurried to the bathroom. I stepped into the shower and washed away the
cum that drenched me, but I could not wash away the shame and humiliation
I felt. I stayed in the shower until Tragner demanded that I come out or
he would come in and deliver another beating. Knowing my abused body
couldn't take much more punishment I turned off the shower, dried myself,
and headed out the door.
Tragner walked up to me and put his hands on my shoulder. He applied
gentle pressure to them and pushed me to my knees. "Unzip my pants bitch"
he said. I reached up with my small, feminine hands and grabbed the
zipper at the front of his pants. I then reached into his pants and
pulled out his dick without any prompting by him. I knew this was what he
wanted. I began to stroke his penis with my right hand hoping he wouldn't
call on me to suck it, but my hope was quickly dashed.
He placed his hands on my head and directed my mouth to his dick and
ordered me to open up. He quickly inserted his monster penis into his
mouth. My lips wrapped around his thick dick and my cheeks flared out as
I struggled to contend with his monster member. He then began to direct
me on how he wanted me to suck him off. I bobbed up and down on his dick
as I played with his ballsack with my tiny hands. This experience in many
ways was worse than the massive wave of dicks I had sucked earlier. It
was more intimate and I had time to think about what I was doing, before
I could almost drift away and pretend that the assault was happening to
someone else. Now, however, I had to come to terms with the fact that I
was a tiny, sexy, woman who was sucking another man's dick.
Tragner kept up a running commentary about how I obviously loved sucking
dick and how I would have plenty of dicks to suck for the rest of my
life. He called me his bitch and a whore, and he appeared to derive huge
pleasure out of my predicament. Eventually he blew a massive load of cum
into my mouth and he forced me to swallow it. I hoped he would be drained
after the blowjob, but as his dick began hardening again almost
immediately I knew that I had no such luck.
Tragner ordered me to the bed and quickly stripped off the rest of his
clothes. He then climbed onto the bed and demanded that I spread my legs.
As I did he inserted his massive dick into me for the first time, and
proceeded to rape me. Tragner was an animal. His hands roamed over my
tiny body, emphasizing my new womanly shape. They grabbed my breasts and
squeezed my soft buttocks. He easily pinned me down with his bulk and
despite my struggles I was unable to ward of his assault. His lips
crushed into mine and his tongue forced his way into my mouth. When one
of his fingers penetrated into my rectum I realized I was being
penetrated from 3 different ends!
As he continued to fuck me I felt something that I hadn't felt. It was a
roaring wave of pleasure as my female body reacted to Tragner's vigorous
efforts. Soon I began to pant and moan , as if I was in heat. Little
sighs and cries of pleasure began to escape my lips despite my best
efforts to contain them. The pleasure began to build and build as if it
was a crescendo...and then suddenly Tranger pulled out. I trust myself at
him in an attempt to sate myself as my pleasure spiraled out of control.
"Not just yet, Princess" Tragner said. "I want to hear you beg for it.
Admit that you're my bitch and that you want me to fuck you."
My body betrayed me and I gave in. "I'm your bitch! Please, please fuck
me! I need to be fucked so badly!" I screamed. Tranger obliged. Soon I
was screaming for the first, and second, and third, and fourth, and fifth
time as orgasm after orgasm hit me. Finally, as I thought I could last no
longer, Tragner filled me with his cum.
He pulled out and stood up. I lay exhausted, with cum oozing out of my
formerly virgin pussy and the taste of it in my mouth I had never felt so
sick. Tragner went to the bathroom and closed the door while I thought
about what had just happened. I had been raped...but I liked it. I had
begged for it. I declared myself another man's bitch. My spirit at that
point totally collapsed. Before I had just been responding to threats of
pain and violence, and I had been forced into these degrading situations.
This time there was no such excuse. I had begged to be fucked. Maybe I
really was Aaliana, a whore after all.
Tragner soon returned from the bathroom and revealed he had one final
humiliation for me. "Turn on to your stomach" he said. As I rolled over
he crawled up onto the bed and positioned himself over me. He leaned onto
me, his weight crushing me into the bed, and with a violent thrust he
forced his dick into my ass. This time I screamed, but it was no scream
of pleasure. The pain and humiliation was unbearable and I screamed and
cried as Tranger continued his vicious assault on me. I struggled but I
was unable to dislodge the intruder from my innermost regions. I
eventually gave up and lay still, waiting passively until he was
finished.
Tragner's stamina was enormous and he fucked me twice more, once in both
ends, before he was finished. He then forced me into the shower with him
and forced me to clean him off. He then took me, naked except for my
collar, to my bed and forced me to lie with him. He wrapped his arms
around me and forced me to lay my head on his chest. I cried myself to
sleep.
While the first day of my enslavement was in many ways the worst. Zorban
and Tragner still found plenty of ways to humiliate me. I was subject to
gangbangs and rape on a daily basis and I was the only slavegirl to lie
around naked. Men were encouraged to grope and molest and humiliate me
whenever possible. I was forced to dance naked for the men and was forced
to serve Zorban's guests in any way that he desired. I was fucked by men
and women. I was fucked by humans and nonhumans. I was fucked by nobles
and merchants and thugs. I was even fucked by the occassional droid. I
was fucked constantly and endlessly by anyone and everyone. I lived in a
constant state of fear, humiliation, and arousal. I eventually began to
think of myself as little more than a whore, and eventually I adjusted
some to my new station in life.
At the end of my first year of enslavement I was presented with a
loincloth. The first piece of clothing that I had worn since I was a man.
I cried with genuine joy when Zorban presented it to me.
This is my life now. I'm a sex toy. I'm a pretty, petite, slavegirl named
Aaliana. I live for no other reason than to serve my master's every whim.
I know now that even if I'm ever freed I'll still be a whore. I'll
probably let myself become someone else's slave or I'll be a common
streetwalker on some huge planet like Coruscant. I'm good for little else
now except for fucking and sucking. Except for the rare times when I
remember my old life I think of little now except sex. When I'll next
have the opportunity to be fucked.
Evan Skye is dead. Now you know what happened to him. From a legendary
smuggler to a submissive slave. I'm Aaliana, a whore, and this is my
story.
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