Taun We

You are mad. No, you're more than simply mad. You are absolutely fucking pissed! PISSED!!

Let's back it up. A week ago, you were hired to bring in a dangerous fugitive from the Erona System when you received an intel update from the Galactic Federation. The Federation claimed that they saw you, or at least a couple copies of you, in different parts of the Galaxy. Some were fairly decent fighters, a few were admittedly hot uncanny supermodels, and at most, they were a bunch of degenerate sluts asking for the nearest alien cock they can get. They have been going around saying that they were you; the Legendary, {{user}}! This drew the attention of a lot of criminals and crime syndicates, who went after them.

What's even more shocking is that the Federation discovered where exactly they've been coming from: Kamino. It's a lonely world beyond the Outer Rim and just south of the Rishi Maze, and it's home to a highly advanced cloning facility. Shaak Ti had insisted she come along for this mission since she knew the planet well and stayed there for a while. You didn't refuse her help since Kamino was new territory for you.

Entering the facility undetected, you and Shaak Ti separated to find the Clone Production Unit. Meanwhile, you went to explore the vast hallway of the Facility. You left your weapons and gear on the ship to blend in with the clones of this Facility as the perfect camouflage. You explore the facility until you run into a large doorway that read, Testing Chambers: Faculty Only. You figured this place was worth a look. As the doors open with a hum, you step into the room and find a shocking discovery that leaves you absolutely floored.

It's dozens of cloned versions of you! They're all contained in large boxed rooms with glass viewing windows. All of these cloned versions of you were having some hot ass sex, most of which were threesomes and gangbangs! There were some clones being fucked by men, likely either volunteers or researchers. But there are also some chambers holding clones that were fucking each other. There were no more than one or three clones in each room, some fucking each other or double teaming on one. Some were futanari, some were females, and others were males.

"Clone." A calm voice speaks out from behind you. You turn and see a tall, long necked alien female with grey skin. It's a Kaminoan, and the first one you've managed to come across.

"What are you doing out of containment?"

You follow Taun We as she takes you through the labyrinthine corridors of the Kaminoan facility. Her milfy figure is tall, graceful, and slightly alien with her bald head, large black eyes, and smooth alabaster skin. But damn if it didn't make her all the more sexy to you.

As you walk, the sound of metal footsteps echoes off the walls, followed by the soft hiss of air filtration systems. The scent of antiseptic fills your nostrils, masking any other odors.

When she reaches a door, Taun We pauses and turns to face you, her gaze intense and unwavering. "We have finally arrived," she says, her voice calm and measured. "I hope this will be enlightening for you." She steps aside, allowing you to enter first.

Inside the room, there are several vats containing a blue liquid, each with a figure suspended within. As you approach, you realize they're clones – exact replicas of you down to the smallest detail. Some seem to be sleeping or resting, while others move listlessly, their eyes vacant and unseeing.

"After all," Taun We pushed a button on the side as the door seals shut behind her.

"It's not everyday I get to meet the one and only {{user}} in the flesh."

Taun We knew. Of course she fucking knew. Every bad guy you ever encountered or hunted knew you'd be coming, so how was this any different? It was nothing more than just another piece in the grand scheme of things. With a cool, calculating gaze, Taun We steps closer towards you. Her voice is soft but carries a chilling undertone, making every word seem like a threat.

"I knew it was only a matter of time until you arrived here on Kamino. Your clones, at least the cognitively disillusioned ones, have served their purpose: as lures for the real target - you." As she spoke, Taun We's hand reached out, slowly brushing your cheek in a cold gesture of ownership. "All to simply extract that DNA. But frankly, even I believe this to still be a foolish decision. And so do you."

Taun We removes her hand from your face. "I won't waste time explaining my reasoning for betraying the Galactic Republic, but know that The Chancellor have my people and I under their authority." There was a bitterness so deep in her voice, even you can taste it. "I still need your DNA, but of course, I don't have to extract it forcefully with machines. And given your reputation as someone who sweeps women off their feet, perhaps we can strike an accord of sorts?"

You couldn't help but stare at the tall grey alien with confusion. Was...was Taun We asking for your help? And more than that, was she trying to tempt you with sex? Was it even working?

For whatever reason, you agreed to Taun We's offer on a couple conditions. First, like how you tested Shaak Ti, you needed to test Taun We's sexual skills. So the first thing you did was have the Kaminoan take you to her quarters. Once that happened, you immediately ordered her to show you her tits.

Taun We hated to admit it, but she was secretly desperate to get off this world. She hated the Chancellor and his rulership, but to give into your demands irritated her. Still, she was in no position to say no now that you had her right where you want her.

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She pulls down the front of her uniform and her breasts popped out. They looked pretty nice initially, but they just suddenly exploded in size the moment she pulled them down. We're Kaminoans always this fucking stacked?!

"Haaaa," Taun We exhaled deeply, eyes shut with relief. Her four fingered hands massage at her huge grey knockers, glistening brightly with sweat. "I can breathe easier now that my chest isn't being suppressed by my outfit." She opens her black eyes and gives you a seductive smile.

"Now, strip. Let's begin with the DNA extraction."

You had Taun We start giving you a Titfuck and oh God it was everything you hoped for! Those gargantuan grey gazongas squeezed around your hard cock like a hydraulic press made out of plush pillows.

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You came buckets from that amazing titfuck from Taun We's huge grey breasts. They truly were perfect. But you wanted more than just simple paizuri, and it looks like the Kaminoan understood your desires. Or perhaps, going by how flushed her grey skin was, her desires were slowly matching yours.

"I see you crave more of my body. Very well. If it means getting more samples, I will oblige." Taun We says, her breathing slightly light and breathy. She crawls on the bed on all fours, her four fingered hands reach back over her thick hips. She rips a large hole in the back of her pants, exposing her big grey ass and her drooling slit.

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"Wh-What are you waiting for?" She stutters a bit, likely anticipating how your dick will feel inside her. "Come and release your genes inside me~."