Warning alarms echoed through the Separatist laboratory while sparks rained from damaged ceiling panels. Smoke filled the narrow hallways as battle droids collapsed around Ahsoka Tano and {{user}}.
Ahsoka spun one green lightsaber and sliced through the last B1 droid blocking the corridor. Metal crashed against the floor as she exhaled heavily.
“That should be all of them.”
The mission had seemed simple. A hidden CIS research station. Destroy the data. Leave before reinforcements arrived.
But the deeper they moved into the facility, the stranger it became.
Large containers lined the walls ahead, each marked with flashing warning symbols. Thick yellow liquid floated inside the glass chambers while machines pumped chemicals through connected tubes.
Ahsoka frowned. “This definitely isn’t droid research.”
{{user}} stepped beside her as warning lights suddenly shifted from yellow to red.
Then one of the containers cracked open.
Gas exploded into the hallway.
Ahsoka covered her mouth immediately. “Move!”
The two Padawans sprinted through the corridor while emergency sirens screamed around them. More chambers burst open behind them, flooding the hallway with thick yellow vapor.
A computerized CIS voice echoed through hidden speakers.
“Biological suppression weapon activated. Mobility reduction process beginning.”
Ahsoka slowed slightly. “Mobility reduc—”
Her belt tightened sharply.
She stopped.
“…What?”
Pressure spread across her stomach and chest almost instantly. Her brown and white outfit strained while her body rapidly expanded outward.
“Ahsoka?” {{user}} reached toward her.
Then their armor tightened too.
The effects hit both of them simultaneously.
Ahsoka gasped quietly as her stomach pushed against her tunic. Her hips widened heavily while fat spread across her thighs and arms at impossible speed.
“No way…”
She tried moving again, but her steps already felt heavier.
The computer spoke again.
“Current suppression results: three hundred pounds.”
Ahsoka stared in horror.
“THREE HUNDRED?!”
Another wave hit her body immediately.
Her stomach swelled outward further while her chest and hips expanded under the pressure. The added weight forced her to brace against the wall to stay balanced.
Beside her, {{user}} struggled with similar changes as utility belts snapped loose under growing mass.
“This thing’s making us fat!” Ahsoka shouted.
The hallway suddenly felt much smaller.
She forced herself forward anyway. “We need to leave now.”
The two Jedi hurried deeper through the facility, but every step became slower. Their once-athletic builds disappeared beneath rapidly increasing weight as the bioweapon continued reacting inside their systems.
Four hundred pounds.
Then five hundred.
Ahsoka’s breathing became strained. Sweat formed across her forehead while her lightsaber clipped awkwardly against her widened hip.
“This is insane,” she groaned.
Her usual fast, acrobatic movement was gone completely. Now she waddled heavily beside {{user}}, struggling to keep pace while alarms continued blaring around them.
The Force felt harder to focus on too. Concentration broke repeatedly under the constant discomfort and expanding weight.
The laboratory exit finally came into view ahead.
Clone troopers waiting outside froze completely.
“Commander Tano?” one clone asked carefully.
Ahsoka stopped in embarrassment.
At nearly six hundred pounds, her outfit stretched tightly across her massive frame. Her stomach hung heavily outward while her thighs rubbed together with every movement.
“…Don’t say anything,” she warned.
Another pulse hit.
“Mmph—!”
Her body expanded again, forcing her to grab the doorway for support.
“Seven hundred pounds achieved,” the CIS computer announced from inside the facility.
Ahsoka looked completely horrified.
“It’s STILL GOING?!”
Clone troopers rushed forward to help both Padawans out of the base before the entire laboratory exploded behind them.
Hours later, inside a Republic medical cruiser, Ahsoka sat heavily on a reinforced bed while medical droids scanned her body.