Me and a friend had been talking star wars a ton when I wrote this, that combined with SWTOR and replaying Jedi academy, all I could think is how much I wanted Rey, Leia, padme and Probably a few other girls to wind up in a stomach. And who better to start with than Rey.
I'm actually in the minority where while I'm not a huge fan of Rey, I don't hate her. For the first movie I actually rather liked how much of a dork and excitable she was. Which I tried to bring back here with her gushing over the ship and being more easily flustered.
As for the Sith, Pingui-lax, her name is actually a play on a carnivorous plant which I really liked. It has a nice scifi sound while also being derived from something that lures it's prey in and devours them, the prey not knowing they are in it's hold until too late. A nice fit for a bubbly sith who seduces her meals. I also made her intentionally bubbly and cheerful since I find that a much more fun idea for the sith. Rather than pure evil, they act on their passions for anything, even food and love. So a cheerful kind sith who's still a sith was fun to write

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Rey staggered through the door of a cantina on some world she'd never even heard of until this week. Her mind swirled around her, due to a stupid mistake her food and water had run out or gone bad two days before she made planetfall. Her stomach roared at her as she stumbled towards the counter, practically collapsing on it.
"Do you sell food?" she whimpered out her voice hoarse and dry, just breathing hurt at this point.
"We do." the barkeep snorted as he slid her a menu. She snatched it up, her eyes scanning over the paper. Her heart sunk as she saw a symbol she didn't recognize in place of the credits.
"You...you take republic credits...right?"
The barkeep burst into a snorty laugh at her question, only as he laughed did she realize he was a gamorrean.
"We only take real money kid." the pig man oinked out.
"I'll pay her bill Zadrin, get what you want kid." a cheerful woman's voice called. The owner of the voice threw an arm around the exhausted woman, hefting her onto a stool with a bemused chuckle.
"Thanks," Rey rasped out. She tried to look at the woman who had just been so kind as to pay for her meal. Even going ahead and ordering most of the menu for the two of them. The gamorrean slammed down plate after plate of food and entire bottles of drinks. The moment water was within her sight Rey's hands shot forward to grab it, the entire bottle was empty in under a minute.
"Wow, you must be thirsty." the kind woman laughed, she brought her hand down on Rey's back with enough strength to almost knock her from the chair. The two women dove into the food, Rey's stomach was quickly filled with just a single plate, but to her shock, her new companion wolfed down plate after plate.

With food and water now running through her system again, her mind began to return to her. With it came the ability to properly see the woman. She was a twi'lek in her late forties with dark red skin save for a few streaks of purple down her face all the way down her arms and even her lekku. She wore a tight-fitting black top that revealed a slightly pudgy belly as well as her large breasts that strained the fabric. Tight black pants with armour reaching up to the knees from her boots, and a matching cape with a purple crest wrapped around her shoulder. On her hip hung a similar cape that was red with a blue crest that matched her shoulder cape. the woman was breathtaking despite the many scars she bore and even an eye patch over her right eye, scars over her lips, claw marks over her left eye a chunk of her right lekku was missing, yet despite all the scars and injuries, the woman radiated beauty and cheerfulness.
Compared to her Rey felt rather plain, her white clothing contrasting the black of her new companion, her snug-fitting white shirt and calf-length pants, her flowing robe-like cape hung from her waits, her wrists wrapped in white cloth, her long brown hair was normally done up in buns though at the moment it hung wildly over her head. If someone looked close they'd also notice a lightsaber hilt hanging from her belt. It marked her as one of if not the last surviving Jedi in the galaxy. As a result, it struck Rey's interest as hanging on the twi'lek's belt was also a lightsaber with a curved handle.
"Are you a Jedi?" Rey asked, the alien woman looked up, a mouthful of noodles hanging from her mouth. She greedily slurped them down before speaking with a cheerful smile.
"HAHAHA, heck no. I find that crap annoying. All that no emotion and doing what's right. Not for me. I like to have fun."
"But your lightsaber?" Rey questioned hesitantly.
"Nah, not Jedi. I was actually a Sith. I was trained by an inquisitor when I was your age." the woman laughed.
Rey's blood froze hearing that the woman was a former sith. Rey tried to subtly reach for one of her sabers, only for the cheerful woman to slap her on the back.
"Don't sweat it, kid, I ain't going to try and kill you. I was taught the sith code, but I always thought they handled it like idiots. Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall free me." the bubbly woman recited the Sith code without once losing her smile. "I don't get why it has to be anger and hate. The code says passion, we're supposed to embrace a passion, and my passion is food. I ain't gonna kill anyone because I like food, well unless someone tries to steal it. Then they might be down a limb."
"I'm surprised to hear that. The last Sith I met were all about anger and hate." Rey replied somewhat nervously.
"Yeah, sadly, that's the norm for most of them." the twi'lek shrugged before diving back into the food. Rey watched as the attractive woman inhaled plate after plate of food.

Rey stared in disbelief at the pile of plates and bowls. The more Rey watched the woman eat the more she found herself enthralled by the display. The way the woman's jaws opened wider than she thought was even possible before swallowing a fist-sized chunk of meat whole without even chewing. The way her throat bulged as she chugged down mugs of whatever drinks she grabbed. The Jedi found herself gasping for breath, sweat starting to trickle down her face like she was back on the desert world of Jakku, her heart slammed in her chest.
"Enjoying what you see, cutie?" the twi'lek chuckled, even the act of wiping some splattered sauce from her face had the young woman enthralled.
"Cu...cute?" Rey stuttered in surprise.
"Well, you. You're cute. Sorry about the food, by the way. I always get super hungry when around pretty girls. I just want to eat you up so much." the alien girl licked her lips.
A shudder ran up Rey's spine, something about the way the apparent sith said she could eat her up screamed that she meant it in a more literal way than most people. Rey gulped hesitantly before speaking.
"Thanks?"
The alien woman sprung forward in a blur, Rey didn't even have time to reach for her weapon before the woman was almost sitting on her lap.
"I'm not being figurative. Looking at you, I want to taste you, to feel you sliding down my throat. To seal you here," she took the trembling Jedi's hand and traced it to her stomach. Rey could hear the woman's stomach growling for more food, feel the ravenous gut already digesting the mountain of food she'd consumed just moments ago. Despite the many solid things she'd devoured, there was nothing but mush inside the gut. "To hear your cute moans as you squirm inside me. Don't worry, it's fun." the woman cooed.
"Th...that's...not...possible." Rey stammered, her body quivering weakly under the older woman.
"Not for a Jedi, sure. But like I said...what was your name again?"
"Rey. We never actually gave our names."
"Whoops. The name is Pingui-lax. A pleasure to meet you Rey, and maybe," she shook Rey's hand while bringing the other up to her mouth, the Jedi could only watch in awe as she slipped the hand in, saliva soaking across it. Rey could feel Pingui's tongue licking across the hand, savouring the taste before reluctantly pulling it away. "With luck, it'll be even more of a pleasure to eat you."
Rey shuddered. The idea of being devoured by this woman should have been terrifying. It should have had her reaching for her lightsaber or blaster to fight this monster of a woman off, and yet her heart fluttered at the idea.

"Come on, Rey," Pingui sprung from her seat, dragging the confused Jedi into the air with her and quickly towards a dance floor on the other side of the cantina. Rey watched as the twi'lek began to dance, swinging her body around the confused Jedi. She watched as the woman's breasts jiggled as she spun and pranced with incredible skill and agility. The woman spun from the ground to behind Rey in an instant, the Jedi could barely follow her movement as the Sith wrapped her arms around Rey's shaking body, the dainty hands traced across Rey's body, across her belly, rising over her small chest, one of the hands cupped Rey's chin and pulled her to look Pingui in the eyes.
The young Jedi found herself unable to think of anything other than the woman before her, every time the woman's hands touched her her heart burst into a flurry, her body felt like it would burst into flames from how hot she felt, and her mouth felt both painfully dry yet so full of saliva she half feared she'd drown from it. Her teeth clattered together, her mind struggling to even form a single thought let alone speak. Struggling as best she could she tried to make conversation.
"You...seem...aw...awfully...excitable...for...a...Sith," the Jedi stuttered and stammered as Pingui wrapped herself around her timid dance partner. The twi'lek leaned in, her hot breath sending shudders across Rey's pale skin, followed by playfully chewing on her ear. The Jedi let out a silent shriek of surprise, her fingers curled.
"The code is about passion, about not rejecting emotion like the Jedi. I never understood why that meant we had to be psychotic monsters and constantly backstabbing each other. When I trained under my master, I witnessed so much betrayal. They were deranged, but not passionate. I'm all about passion. My passion for beautiful women, my passion for food, my passion for a good fight, and of course," the Sith leaned in, her voice whispering into Rey's shaking ear, "My passion for making pretty girls into my food." with that Pingui bent backwards into another dance. Rey tried to think, to say something, anything. But nothing came as Pingui flipped from below the human, slipping between her legs and into an embrace. The alien's gleaming purple eye sent chills down the Jedi's body, she felt like a helpless animal in front of an experienced predator, and from the way she talked, that was exactly what the situation was. But despite that, Rey found herself not wanting the older woman to leave. Pingui-Lax cupped Rey's chin, lifting her head to be closer to her own, the woman brought her lips against the helpless human, Rey's mind erupted into steam and smoke. She'd experienced a kiss once before with her rival, the late Ben Solo, but this blew that kiss away. The alien's lips were soft and silky, reminiscent of sweet fruit, Rey wanted to melt into the kiss, for it to never end. Unfortunately, it was over far too soon, only for the Sith to start kissing across Reys quivering neck.
"Do...don't...stop," the Jedi whimpered out. Pingui slipped her slender body back around to look the shorter human in the eyes. She slid her delicate fingers across Rey's face.
"Say it again." she cooed with a devilish smile.
"...Pl...please...d...do...don't..st...stop," Rey whimpered out, her body trembling at the alien's touch.
"Good girl." the twi'lek brought Rey's head up into a soft kiss. Rey's mind dissolved any sense of reason or thought ruined by the heavenly feeling.
"Do...do I taste good?" she rasped weakly as Pingui pulled away. She watched as the Sith slowly dragged her tongue across her lips, her saliva making the red flesh glisten.
"Oh yes. My mind is racing at how you'd taste, how it would feel to have you squirming in my stomach." Pingui cooed, she flicked her head tentacle back with a wry smile. Rey could see the barely contained lust and hunger in the woman's eyes. It was a marvel she hadn't just devoured her on the spot.
"Shouldn't we go somewhere more private?" Rey asked as best she could, finally not tripping over her words.
"I have a ship nearby. Nice, big, warm. Nice place to enjoy a date, or a meal."
Rey nodded without thinking, before she knew it the two were speeding out of the cantina.

Rey panted for breath weakly, her eyes scanning over the clean ship. It resembled a flat sleek angular Tie fighter, but far larger, so large it dwarfed the Millennium Falcon. Its solar wings were thicker and bent towards the ship as well as reaching forward like spears.
"I've never seen a ship like this before." Rey couldn't help but dart around the ship, taking in every tiny detail about it.
"Not many of these girls left. This one saw some chaos. She's older than everyone on this planet combined. This baby dates back all the way to the old sith empire, it was owned by some deranged maniac called Darth Kallig. Absolute maniac from what the records say also had a thing about eating ghosts."
Rey choked hearing the last part. "I beg your pardon?"
"Yeah, ate force ghosts. Jedi, sith, didn't matter. A bit ironic that the ship just seemed to call out to me, you know?" the sith giggled as the ship's ramp slid down to them. Once inside Rey darted around the ship, admiring the mix of newly added modern tech mixed with ancient. She marvelled at the Battle droids that acted as the crew that dated back to the clone wars. Pingui-lax watched as her would-be meal zipped around the ship admiring everything. She snuck up on the distracted human, her hands slipping under the younger woman's robe and onto the soft breasts.
"I'm starting to think you're more interested in my ship than me." she playfully pouted. As if to remind the excited Jedi of what had led her to the ship Pingui's stomach roared. A shudder ran up the Jedi's spine as she remembered. Those soft hands squeezing her, the silky lips kissing across her neck.
"Sorry, got distracted. I just get excited seeing ships I've never seen before."
"It's alright. It's rather cute. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little jealous." the dark side user playfully pouted

"Are you ready, my treat?" Pingui-lax licked her lips excitedly. She relished the feeling of the Jedi woman trembling in her grasp. Her hand pulled her soon-to-be meal's weapon away and tossed it onto her bed. Rey's quivering eyes gazed up at her, gazing into the older woman's throat. In the back of her mind, any sense of sanity and self-preservation screamed to fight, to escape the powerful woman. But all she could think of was how warm and comfortable that stomach looked, how much she wanted to be in it, regardless of the risk.
"Yes," the Jedi rasped weakly. Pingui-lax's jaws erupted open, easily wide enough to inhale the human. Strands of saliva splattered across the human's face. Her hair matting at the touch of the liquid. Pingui's maw wrapped around her soon-to-be meal, her hot breath washed across the Jedi. Rey's shoulders slipped between the Sith's jaws, her tongue dragging across Rey's face, across her exposed shoulders. The twi'lek's teeth scrapped across the soft flesh. Rey stared up into the pulsing throat, the rippling flesh dragged across her soft flesh. Rey's heart fluttered in anticipation, she felt utterly helpless, yet the feeling was exhilarating. Pingui brought a finger into the air, and with it came Rey lifting off the floor. Her body burst forward, her small chest shooting past the Sith's lips, her slender stomach becoming a quickly devoured snack for the woman. Before she could even realize the Sith had Rey's hips engulfed.
"She's really doing it. I didn't think it was possible, can any dark side user do this?" the Jedi's mind raced. The Sith playfully chewed her meal's rear, her gnawing elicited a yelp of surprise from the human. Pingui ran a hand across her meal's legs teasingly, she savoured the creamy flesh, a faint smokey taste mixed with the human's salty sweat. Rey kicked her legs playfully, the feeling of being food for the older woman made her heart pound in her chest. She panted for breath as her head entered the tight stomach, a flurry of noxious smells flooded through her nose, she could smell cooked meat, fruits, enough sugar to give someone health issues and who knew what other things. The smells mixed into something simultaneously rancid and yet intoxicating. But despite the smells, it was something she saw that dropped her jaw. Sitting in the stomach were pieces of clothing, even a mostly digested stormtrooper helmet. The young human had known what she was getting herself into, but to see proof of what it entailed? That hit Rey like a speeder. Before she could muster any words she felt the Sith's head slam back and with a shocked yelp, send the last of Rey sliding down her throat. Her legs tumbled down into her body. Her eyes darted around the tight gut, her limbs swam through the thick sludge of the twi'lek's previous meals. She had barely gotten her bearing before her devourer let out a thunderous belch sending Rey tumbling in and out of the digesting meals. There was nothing she could do, there was no way to escape, a calm washed over the human. With that calm came a realization, that she and Pingui hadn't talked about if she was going to be digested or released. She was wholly at the mercy of Pingui-lax.

The Sith let out a thunderous belch that sent Rey tumbling about amidst the sludge. She playfully strummed her stomach with a toothy smile, her tongue slowly dragging over her lips.
"Gamey, a bit creamy, a bit of a dusty texture, and yet. Somehow, a bit bland. All her flavours mix in a way that counteracts each other. What a shame. Still, enjoyable enough. Now then, what to do with her now that she's in there?" the twi'lek mumbled as she plucked Rey's lightsaber, admiring it.
"An interesting design, a bit short, and the craftsmanship leaves something to be desired, but the yellow blade is nice. Hmmm."
The woman sauntered over to a door which slid open at her approach to reveal her favourite room on the ship. The room was lined wall to wall with trophies of all kinds, most of all though were dozens upon dozens of lightsabers. Racks hung from the wall, each rack lined with at least ten of the famed weapons.
"Hmmm, should I digest her? Or let her out later? The galaxy would be a boring place without Jedi around to hunt or pester, but on the other hand, would she even be able to rebuild them? Hmmm." she playfully flipped the saber as she pondered, mentally trying to think where the newest one would go.
"I think I'll take a nap for now, and decide when I wake up. Assuming she's still intact enough to come out."
Pinguli-lax teasingly poked her stomach with a grin "How are you doing in there tasty?"
Her answer was wild thrashing and several loud moans. Not one of them was in pain or discomfort. The Sith tittered at how much her meal was enjoying her time as food.
"Maybe I should keep her around and make her an apprentice? Or maybe I'll just digest her instead."