It was getting out of hand; Aayla had been the subject of necessity, with Ahsoka injured in the crash-she required sustenance that she would have otherwise been unable to procure. The blue Twi’lek had been left unconscious in the wake of their happy landing, and Ahsoka had simply... made do, with their predicament. Most could hardly tell if her gut had gotten any fatter after she was rescued three days later, but Knight Secura’s absence from the wreckage did not go unnoticed by the more observant.

It wasn’t the first time, similar events had been occurring all throughout the war-this occurrence simply was one she had an easier time justifying than the tens or more leading up to it. Years ago, she was a stick-skin and bones, unlike many of her compatriots whom sported well-toned physiques or flagrant, immodest curves. Her own modestly was a thing of the past, an outfit that hardly covered even half of her skin somehow made to obscure even less-the amount of flesh pouring from her midriff in a wave of burbling adipose, so thick and plush that one could lose their entire arm to it’s soft pliability.

Her skirt came to resemble little more than a pair of thin undergarments, drawn tight around an expansive waist and accompanying slabs of fat; likewise, her breasts were only held in place by a band of cloth, formerly wrapped in a thick layer across a flat torso, now stretched to it’s furthest measure in order to contain her heaving bosom. In all likelihood, if not for her extensive training and talent with the force-she would be barely capable of locomotion, never-mind an impressive accomplishment of jumps, flips and extensive combat, as her responsibilities so often required.

As she bashfully, almost petulantly, looked away, the young Torgruta continued to exasperate her superiors in the order. This... habit of their made many think her to be fallen already, but none could find anything but the Light of the Force, and the ambivalence of apathy inside her; it was as if none of the acts she were prone to had been committed out of malice. She was simply predisposed towards a seemingly unending hunger-one that put many of her fellow Jedi at risk...


Oiya! Been holding onto this since... July, of last year, I think? Only got coloured earlier today, though. Both done by the lovely  SCYN! This is probably my favourite image by them, of at least the past year-maybe more-I absolutely ADORE how she looks here, from figure to expression~

Not particularly happy at all with my text blurb, though. I held off for so long because I wanted something REALLY good to go along with it, but all my drafts really sucked. I WILL replace it with something better later, but some suggestions wouldn’t be amiss.

If you’re wondering about why she’s in the AU folder, it’s because she’ll be cameoing (at this weight) in BETA, at some point in the future.

Here’s the greyscale original, for those interested;

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