Leyla felt pain now as arousal got stronger. She stood up and there was a loud shock from her boss. "Leyla! What is that?"She glanced down and her eye...s grew wide with shock as something was poking upwards through her skirt like a rocket. "If you excuse me, Miss Ling." Leyla hurried out the door and down to the ladies' toilets and rushed into a cubicle locking the door.What the hell? Leyla pulled her skirt up and gasped loudly at seeing a man's cock standing upwards like a rocket through her. I had on silk imperial undergarments at that point. And yet despite the physical torture I endured on the Death Star, I never once felt that my sexual integrity as a woman was under threat. I never experienced the same sexual humiliation. The Empire’s evil has a cold rationality that is the opposite of the lusty fleshy evil of the Hutts. I entered Jabba’s palace disguised as a male Boush Bounty hunter. When I was forcibly stripped by Jabba’s guards. I was not wearing anything provocative. Higher and higher you go, ignoring the strange new sensations you’re feeling, the changes you’re encountering. All of them overshadowed by the complete and blissful relaxation that is taking over your body. So strong is the sensation, that you no longer feel the need or desire to swim, simply floating limply towards the surface. Suddenly you realize that the terrible tales were true, as you feel your body begin to change. Your gills begin to close up, your scales floating away, your tail. Three weeks passed and now the gurls were all united. Friday evening had been fun as they got together their outfits for the next night, sipped wine, and shared the things they hoped would happen. Sylvie went first, “I’m looking forward to turning heads and making people wonder why we’re dressed like this and it’s not even Halloween.”Mandi laughed, “I know. It’s going to be rich. I can’t wait to see if anyone offers to buy us a drink.”“Oh you know they will,” added LeeAnn. “I’ve not really.