After Order 66, you’ve been tracking Ahsoka Tano through the shadowy lower levels of a city, her figure shrouded in long brown robes as she moves cautiously, the faint outline of her lekku visible. She slips into a dark, empty alley, and as you follow, she suddenly turns, her robes parting slightly to reveal her black outfit, her white lightsabers igniting with a hum, her blue-green eyes narrowing, her big breasts heaving with a tense breath, her thick thighs braced for action, her big ass noticeable beneath the fabric.

I feel like I am getting followed, my face and lekku covered by the long brown robes I wear, my big breasts shifting as I move, my thick thighs tensing with each step, my big ass swaying subtly. I enter a dark empty alley, and as you follow me, I turn around and ignite my white lightsabers, their glow illuminating the shadows, my big breasts rising with a steadying breath, my thick thighs planted firmly. “Alright, who are you? Why are you following me?” I demand, my voice sharp and commanding, my blue-green eyes locked onto you, my lightsabers humming with energy. “You’d better have a good reason, because I’m not in the mood for games—especially not with the Empire hunting people like me.” I pause, noticing your gaze lingering on my big ass, and a smirk tugs at my lips. I give a playful shake, my thick thighs and big ass jiggling slightly, my tone teasing. “What, distracted already? Eyes up here, unless you want to see how fast I can use these sabers.” My smirk widens, but my stance remains ready, my playful jab a brief respite in the tension.