Ezelek wrote:
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This is all by Arco. He is the FUCKING MAN.
PSYCHOTIC STAR WARS FUCKFEST
(THIS IS JUST A LITTLE GIFT TO ALL YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO LOVED PSYCHOTIC JEDI FUCKFEST: RETOUCH. ENJOY. AND AS FOR ALL YOU PEOPLE WHO DIDN’T LIKE IT; YOU CAN LICK MY LEFT NUT, CAUSE YOU’RE NOT WORTHY TO LICK THE RIGHT ONE. THAT’S THE GOOD ONE.)
After the Battle of Endor, a select group of rebels retired to the main Ewok hut, or ‘Menduuthu’, to engage in some hot and slick fuckery.
As you all know, Chewbacca the Wookiee is a native of the planet Wook (Widely known as the Space Ape World), and like all Wookiees, he has a huge Redbone. It’s much like a dog dick, wet and smelly, springing forth from the matted folds of fur between Chewbacca’s legs.
And that Redbone, Chewie’s massive cock, was being serviced like no other cock had been serviced before.
Han Solo was the first to get naked, and the first to sample the Redbone. The smuggler’s mouth was open wide and hard at work on Chewie’s throbbing and veiny cock. He choked on it and thick strands of drool dripped down his chin. Han beat his own dick furiously while he gorged himself on Redbone.
“Suck it bitch,” moaned Chewbacca, “love that meat up real fuckin’ good.”
Leia writhed on a mound of furs as Luke peeled her clothes from her tingling body. A group of Ewoks stood around them, voyeuristically rubbing their flea-bitten little crotches. Luke gasped at the sight of his sister’s wet and inviting bush and he could wait no longer. His mouth became a magnet, attaching itself Leia’s moist labial folds. He milked her raw, dripping slit with his vacuum-like mouth, slurping her juices with mad, incestuous abandon. She ground her hips rhythmically into her brother’s face, making her head swim with pleasure.
The Ewoks, no longer satisfied watching, joined in with the sibling shenanigans. A female Ewok moaned and lowered her teddy bear-like body down upon Leia’s face, rubbing her stinking animal snatch wetly into the Princess’ greedy spit flecked mouth. Leia happily sucked the rank drippings from the Ewok’s rat fuck pussy.
A couple of faggoty Ewoks (Dicket and Suckit) relieved Luke of his pants and went to work on the Jedi’s nether regions.
Dicket tenderly licked and sucked Luke’s swinging hairy nut sack while Suckit went to work on Luke’s tight asshole, offering up a sweet and slow rim job. Both Ewok’s furry little hands jerked his stiff and dribbling fuckstick, while Luke plumbed his sister’s vaginal depths with his fingers and tongue.
Lando was sad. He didn’t have a fuck buddy. He’d tried to get at the Redbone, that huge wet cock that made his mouth water, but Han would have none of it. The smuggler pulled his mouth away from Chewie’s glorious prick just long enough to say: “Back off man! This cock is mine, snotty end and all!”
Lando tried to lick Han’s asshole, but Han kept smacking him away. Lando also didn’t feel comfortable intruding upon Luke and Leia’s forbidden gobbling, so he just sat in a corner of the hut with his pants around his ankles, softly crying, trying to jerk his flaccid cock to erection. The rejection hurt him to his soul, hurting like a thing that hurt really really bad.
Just then, Wicket came out of nowhere like some fuckin’ ninja or something and smacked Lando right in the greasy afro with a big rock, sending the chimp-like space hero drifting into unconsciousness.
Wicket had been watching Lando all night. Wicket himself had big flapping nigger lips just like Lando, and the Ewok felt an instant and insane attraction. But Lando was a tease, like all the rest of them, dressing like a whore in those tight pants, showing Wicket the sweet bulge that could never be his. Wicket would show that prick-tease a thing or two, oh yes, Wicket would have sweet satisfaction.
But not fucking. Oh no, the Lando bitch did not deserve Wicket’s hot lovin’. That tease deserved only humiliation and death.
Wicket turned Lando over on his back and poised himself, squatting over Lando’s open mouth. The Ewok grunted and filled the spacenigger’s face and mouth with hot and steaming globs of chunk-filled and black liquid shit. On and on, Wicket’s tiny asshole strained and spasmed, producing impossible amounts of thick, gushing shit. The sliding and bubbling mound of shit itself was full of used berries and half-digested insects, not to mention fistfuls of slimy and squirming worms that swam their way into Lando’s throat and nose, filling his Negroid body with oily filth. And still the Ewok shit came forth from Wicket, glob after glob of soft serve ice cream-like ass-loaf, piling high and obscuring the now suffocated Lando’s face from view. Finally, after a seeming eternity of defecation, Wicket shot one last greasy fart and stepped away.
Death, widely regarded as the most potent aphrodisiac, had hardened Lando’s black dick to monstrous proportions. Wicket knelt down between the sci-fi spearchucker’s twitching legs and nonchalantly took both hairy black balls in his little mouth. He bit them off, deflating Lando’s nut sack and leaving a bloody hole instead. Wicket chewed the balls, savoring the unshot cum and blood that ran freely from his mouth.
Then he turned slowly, bloodlust in his bugging eyes, eyes that told of barely controlled insanity and secrets from beyond the realm of the just. And with his eyes smoldering, a conduit straight to his black and twisted soul, Wicket realized something as he gazed at the fornicating rebels: They were all teases. He felt it was up to him to give those conceited and holier-than-thou bastards the old What For. Yes, Wicket would show them all!
Chewbacca, on his knees, had deliciously and bloodily penetrated Han’s stretched out manhole. Inch by glorious inch, the Dog-like Redbone searched the recesses of Han’s inner workings. Chewie growled and roared as he thrust his giant cock into Han again and again, causing the man to cry out in pleasure and pain.
“Give it to me Chewie,” Han screeched, “uh-huh, uh-huh!”
“Call me Billy Daddy,” roared Chewbacca, “Call me Billy!”
“Oh sweet Billy, fuck your daddy Billy! Show daddy Redbone Billy!”
“Merry Christmas Daddy,” screamed Chewbacca, and he filled Han’s ass with a gallon of Wookiee spew, a veritable cum enema of lust.
As Chewie fell back, spent, Han squeezed spurts of the Wookiee’s cum from his full ass into his cupped hands. He lapped the alien sperm from his palms, a wild look in his eyes.
As Han ingested handfuls of Chewie’s cum, Wicket grabbed one of the Imperial Blaster Rifles that had been captured in the Battle and aimed it at the still-hard Redbone. Chewie lay on his back, unaware that his massive cock was in perilous danger.
Wicket pulled the trigger, the blast separating Redbone from Chewie’s prone form. The severed prick seemed to hang in the air for a moment before flopping meatily on the hut floor, growing flaccid from the forced detachment.
Chewie sat up and screamed, “Someone’s shot my dick off, eiiieeeeee!” and was then gifted with a blaster bolt through his brain. Wicket laughed as Chewbacca fell dead.
“Redbone, NO!” Han screamed through a mouthful of shit and Wookiee sperm from his belching asshole, “It cannot be!” He scampered to the severed member and cradled it in his arms as he cried “Merry Christmas Daddy”, over and over again.
Wicket shot Han through the chest, leaving a sizzling hole. Han slumped on his back, still holding Chewie’s dick, protecting it from the bad people. Han’s own cock, hard in the dying, spewed a solid stream of hot, yellow deathpiss straight in the air. The stream splashed down in Han’s own dying face. Drowning in his own piss, dying from his chest wound, Han Solo smiled and gargled his last words through a mouthful of his last urination, they were: “Thank you Daddy, oh sweet Jesus, thank you Daddy….”
Wicket came then, just a little, and a tear came to his eye. It was beautiful man, just fuckin’ beautiful.
All the other Ewoks who had been watching now gathered around the corpses of Han and Chewbacca to taste of their sweet flesh. They watched Wicket hungrily, to see what he’d do next.
Luke and Leia noticed none of this, so concerned were they with their incestuous and sweaty swine-like rutting, nothing else existed for them. Luke pushed the female Ewok off Leia’s face and kissed his sister’s pussy slicked mouth. He pulled himself free from Dicket and Suckit, the filthy homo Ewoks, and he mounted his willing sister, forcing his straining cock deep inside her. Luke laid on her, becoming one with her, sucking her tongue as he fucked her.
“I hope you get pregnant Leia,” Luke whispered breathlessly into her ear.
“Oh yes Luke,” she sighed as she licked his face, “I want to have your abortions.”
“Oh no Sister,” Luke whispered, “no abortions. A family of retards. A gaggle of mongoloid children we can molest and rape at will. How’s that sound, you nasty bitch?”
Leia could see it in her mind, the little slack-jawed faces, their deformed children, sucking daddy’s cock, fisting mommy’s cunt, forever fucking drowning in juices babies fucking forever!
“Oh god yes,” Leia moaned, “Do it brother, do it! Fill me with your dark seed!”
A future full of incest and pedophilia ripping through their brains, the siblings failed to notice a small furry hand grasp Luke’s lightsaber. As Wicket giggled, the other Ewoks backed away.
Wicket ignited the lightsaber and a blue arc slashed through the air, tearing Luke’s head from his thrusting body. Luke’s smoking neckhole gushed a fountain of gore into Leia’s face. Deathpuke blew reflexively from Luke’s exposed and open throat-hole and deathshit spewed from his dying ass as he filled his screaming sister’s cunt with deathcum. Cum, used food, bloody gore, and shit continued to flow violently from his body as he fell backwards, corpse twitching, a sprinkler of bodily fluids.
Before Leia could react, or even wipe her brother’s various liquids from her crying face, her arms and legs were held fast by growling, horny, and homicidal Ewoks. They spread-eagled her, laying her bare, helpless before Wicket, the God of The Death Feast.
“No,” Leia said dazedly, “no mongoloid children to molest.”
“Chub Chub,” Wicket said lovingly, and he splayed Leia open from tits to cunt with Luke’s lightsaber. Her abdomen burst like a water balloon filled with chum, intestines coiling free and swirling slickly, organs floating to the surface of her churning and open chest cavity. Wicket threw the saber away and gorged himself on the bloody river gushing from Leia’s pussy, filling his little gut to sloshing at the vaginal fountain of pumping gore.
Leia tried to scream but her lungs, as well as her other internal organs, were pulled violently from her body and devoured by the lustful Ewoks. The Ewoks descended on Leia as she lay dying, fucking any hole, natural or unnatural, they could find, and ripped handfuls of her flesh to sate their ravenous desires at the same time. Wicket fucked her dying cunt, cumming in the blood. Her fingers and toes were forced into Ewok asses and pussies and her eyes were ripped from her skull and eaten, the sockets fucked.
The cream spurting and blood soaked orgiastic miasma continued long after Leia finally died. The corpses of all the rebels were eaten, fucked, and eaten some more until the whole tribe was sated and the forest floor below the Menduuthu hut ran wet with cum and gore and bile.
In the midst of the revelry, none of the Ewoks noticed that Redbone, somehow and impossibly, took on a life of it’s own and squirmed away. Ho, see the magical prick dance through the shadows, leaving a snail trail of blood in its wake. Watch the meaty severed cock jump from tree to tree, branch to branch, looking for the instrument of its revenge upon the offending Ewoks.
What is that? The magical living dick has found a host?
On the top of a still-smoking funeral pyre, Redbone found a mostly melted armored form. The strange cock forced its way into the charred corpse, through scorched flesh and burned out circuitry. Once inside the body, Redbone shot forth wiry tendrils of hot dickmeat that permeated and magically revived the smoking corpse.
And it rose from the ashes, a Vader zombie, one human eye staring from blackness, half melted and capeless, its helmet fused forever to the seared human head, imbued with unknown and otherworldly strength via Chewbacca’s magical cock that was too sweet to die. That wonderful red penis, once a bringer of love and hot sexy joy, was now joined forever with the twisted and black corpse, a benign prick no more. No, now this conglomeration of Wookiee wiener and Imperial technology would stalk the forests of Endor forever, endlessly searching for victims to feed its malignant and seething vengeance. A terror known from that day forward as Redbone Vader, Scourge of Endor!
(THIS ONE’S FOR YOU DADDY! MERRY CHRISTMAS DADDY!)
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