A little story to show the Thought-Process behind my latest little Ahsoka piece, in direct continuation of my first Ahsoka drawing :3

"Mhmmmm," Ahsoka was in heaven. She enjoyed the faint struggles the Senator caused inside her. They were much easier to feel now that the Senator had entered Ahsoka's stomach, which was surely caused by the much more limited room she had traveling down her throat before.

Ahsoka loved everything about the current situation: the sheer display of power she had over her tasty little snack, the much better future without the annoying woman in her and her master's life that was awaiting her, and even just the lingering salty taste of the small woman put Ahsoka in a state of pure bliss. A little part of her was trying to tell her that she would regret the decision she just made in the future, but for the moment, all other feelings besides pure joy were washed away, and Ahsoka loved it. It definitely wasn't the Jedi way to relish her feelings like that, but she had seen Jedi far wiser and older than her let go of themselves here and there, so this was totally fine.

Just as Ahsoka had gotten rid of her boots to jump into her bed and enjoy the little private time with Padme to the fullest, her moment of glory was interrupted by a sudden knock on her door. Ahsoka basically jumped over to the door, one hand protectively placed on her stomach as if to prevent anyone from robbing her of her little snack, and opened the entrance to her room.



Chuchi had spent the last hour walking around the behemoth of a spaceship in search of Senator Amidala. There were important matters to discuss, and the only piece of useful information she had gotten was that her clumsy droid had overheard her desire to visit Padawan Ahsoka Tano. This was no big deal, because just like Senator Amidala, Chuchi had a shared, adventurous past with the young Jedi and considered her a friend. However, Chuchi had no idea where Ahsoka's room was, and she needed instructions from three different passing troopers to finally pinpoint the room she had to go to. But now she had finally made it, and with a friendly knock on the destined door, she put an end to her search.

As the door opened, Chuchi could already tell something wasn't right. Ahsoka looked unpleasantly surprised, maybe even a little suspicious, and she did her best to open the door as little as possible, barely showing her face to her old friend. "Yes, how may I help you, Senator?" she asked in a hushed tone. Chuchi tried to ignore the irregular behavior of her friend and showed off a beaming smile. "Hello Ahsoka, good to see you. I was looking for Senator Amidala, and I was told that she was visiting you." "Oh, eh, whyyyy are you looking for her?" Ahsoka asked, visibly irritated by the reason for Chuchi's sudden intrusion. "If I may ask, of course," she added with a nervous smile. "Well, we just had a few important things to discuss before the next Senate meeting. Is everything alright?" Chuchi asked with a worried face. This whole situation was so odd. "I seeeee, and uhm, does anyone else know you two are here?" Ahsoka added, slowly opening her door a little further. "Well, I guess her droid does, but besides that, nobody. Why are you asking? Is Padme here? Is everything alright?" Chuchi was really starting to get worried at this moment. But before she could utter another word or think another thought, she was suddenly dragged into Ahsoka's room, a surprised yelp all that could be heard before the door closed behind her.



Ahsoka was feeling much better now. She was worried that she might get in trouble as she had found herself face to face with another Senator right after she had dealt with the first one, but now everything was under control again. She even discovered she could control her newly awakened power to shrink individuals a little better now, as she had been able to control how small Chuchi had shrunken right after she pulled her into her lair. She had left the Senator a little more "fun-sized" this time and even managed to shrink her clothes with her—a remarkable progress, she thought to herself.

But the most important thing was that she had an even better evening: one Senator problem sent down her throat, still pleasing her with futile struggles and faint pleas, and another Senator problem was currently stuck between her sweaty toes, overworked by a hot and long day in her trusty boots. Ahsoka was loving every second of this, and nobody would take this away from her.
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Commission Info: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1EReAegqKuYNpNU7XgS8P9OryuBsI5NpA/view?usp=sharing

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