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Vote of No Confidence (Star Wars Padme x alien worm Commission) (Excerpt - A Speech Interrupted)
🕑 Added 2024-02-05 04:40:54 +0000 UTC*Author Note - This is an unusual but kinky story commission. It involves a rival senator using a trained and bred alien centipede-like creature to sexually pleasure Padme's body in the middle of an important debate in the senate, in an effort to publicly humiliate her and discredit her position during a major debate and vote. This story has heavy emphasis on clitoral stimulation from a tiny insect-like alien. If these elements aren't your thing, read no further. For everyone else, enjoy!*
Unbeknownst to Padme, the Centrillix had reached her foot and was now crawling up her leg. It had not yet made any contact with her skin as it slithered its way up her body, and so Padme was none the wiser as she continued making her statement to the rest of the senate.
When it crawled beneath her skirt, it delicately explored the hem of her maroon-colored leggings, seeking an opening. The Centrillix had been bred and trained for this purpose, and in no time it managed to stealthily slip beneath her leggings, crawling up her inner thigh and toward its target.
“The Chancellor was not granted emergency powers to needlessly spend Republic funds beyond what is required for the war…”
Padme paused for a brief moment when she felt an itch on her leg. She thought nothing of it at first. With the eyes of the entire senate currently upon her, she ignored the tickle and carried on.
“…and as such, I think it should be the prerogative of every senator present not to turn this Republic into a military state.”
“With all due respect, Senator Amidala,” Senator Dod said, his pod coming forward into the center of the chamber, the spotlight now upon the Neimoidian. “We are at war. Desperate times call for desperate measures, do they not?”
The Centrillix inched closer and closer to her panty-covered sex, using its feelers to find the edge of the cloth covering her intimates. Using just enough force to slip underneath the straps of her panties, the little creature was now within reach of its prime target of opportunity. When it found her pink sex, its feelers dabbed with the most featherlight of touches along her slit. Her pussy was of great instinctive importance to the tiny arthropod as it would be the delectable source of the alien’s sustenance, but it was not its chief priority. Instead, using its instincts and training, it sought out one particular part of her sex.
“Senator Dod. My primary concerns are with the post-war galaxy. After the conflict with the Separatists has been resolved, our finances will need to be allocated toward rebuilding. Not on further mobilization of-
Padme’s breath caught in her throat. Something was very, very wrong. The itch she had felt just moments ago had clearly not just been a typical itch or dry skin. Something was underneath her clothing, crawling along her body. What alarmed her even more was that she could now feel the barest hint of contact being made not with her leg, but with her sex. Her face went red in an instant.
“Are you well, Senator Amidala?” Senator Dod asked, his voice feigning concern. It took all his willpower not to grin as he made the inquiry. The abruptness in the meddlesome Naboo senator’s voice made it plain to him that the Centrillix had reached its target. Now, it would go for the kill-shot, and Amidala’s entire case for allocation of military funding would fall to pieces.
“O- of course, Senator.” A bead of sweat materialized on Padme’s forehead and she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. Whatever was happening, and whatever organism had taken the most inopportune moment to slip inside her clothing, this debate was far too important to let it stop her. She had to soldier on, for the good of the Republic. “As I was saying, if we go too far, if we overreach and build permanent military strongholds that will outlast the war, we risk…alienating m-ORE systems and f-fostering resentment just as we did with the S- Separatists.” She heard murmurs of approval around the chamber.
Padme’s breath hitched in her throat and she struggled to get the words out. Beneath her panties, the Centrillix was using its feelers to probe at her labia. Its feelers were deceptively strong, allowing it to use a certain application of force when it needed to. It used one of its feelers to peel back Padme’s clitoral hood while the other feeler was gently touching and stroking the nub itself. This had the added effect of making Padme’s skin flushed, and she had to grip the railing of her pod, her knuckles turning white as she held on for dear life. She could only pray that none of the hundreds of senators in the room was catching on to her intimate personal dilemma.
Though she was focused on getting her words out and maintaining her focus, she was cognizant of the fact that there was something else at play here beyond some common pest. Somebody was attempting to sabotage her; it was far too much of a coincidence for her to be interrupted in such an unorthodox manner right when she was about to put forth her statement.
Senator Aak of Malastare took that opportunity to speak, and Padme let out a whoosh of relief at the sudden reprieve. Any moment she did not have to speak and no longer had all eyes of the senate upon her was a moment she could get herself under control. “I share your concerns, Senator Amidala. And though I was a proponent of the building of a grand army, I feel that all things must be taken in moderation. Perhaps a compromise? The building of several permanent stations to monitor the Outer Rim after the war, but not an excessive amount.”
With every tickling brush and dab at her sensitive clit, Padme felt her sex growing moist beneath her panties. Her pussy was growing swollen and aroused from the Centrillix’s precise application of stimulation upon her most sensitive erogenous region. And as she grew more aroused, her pink sex grew more and more swollen and her clit began to unveil itself from its hood. The Centrillix was like a tiny snake charmer coaxing her sensitive pink nub out into the open, and her body was certainly cooperating.
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Durrandon
It's not quite my thing, but hey, different strokes for different folks.
