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The sun beat down upon the barren desert world of Jakku, the only sight visible the rolling dunes of sand that seemed to stretch on for infinity. However, the vista of blinding sand was interrupted by the wreckage of an Imperial Star-Destroyer, lying nose-first deep into the desert terrain. Inside this carcass of the former-most strength within the galaxy was a lone figure, an apparent scavenger, currently suspended above the former bridge.

With a loud screetch that echoed throughout the wreckage, the figure pulled back a metal panel to reveal a dusty metallic object, its surface cut and ravaged by years of disrepair to leave a dull sheen of metal remaining. The figure reached in and yanked the object out, stowing it in their pack as they rappelled to the floor, their work apparently finished with this one find. Exiting the super-structure, the lone wanderer examined the object as they moved towards their speeder. Cracking open the case, the figure pulled away their facial wrappings to get a better look at the internal components, revealing a feminine face with sharp angles, possessing a classical beauty. Seeing the dull green crystal nestled inside, the woman grinned, excited at her find, as she pulled herself onto the speeder, dropping the object into a sack fixed to the side as she thought Good work Rey. Now to give this to Unkar, and we'll see how many portions I'll get

***

The speeder jostled and bounced as it drove across the dunes, shaking the driver slightly as she looked forwards. As she concentrated, she glimpsed the outline of tents and structures, visible despite the heat. Seeing her destination, the woman sped up, eager to return home.

As she drew to a halt outside Nima outpost (one of the few outposts on the barren wasteland of Jakku), she noted the fading exhaust of a space cruiser. Hearing the sound awakened the desire to escape within her, the desire to leave this dreary existence and make a living amongst the stars. Shaking her head, Rey dismissed those thoughts, forcefully reminding herself They WILL come back. And I have to wait here until they do.

Dragging the sack towards a sand-blasted shack, she glimpsed the outline of Unkar Platt, the junkboss of Nima Outpost and the alien responsible for doling out the all important food rations. As she pulled the heavy sack towards him, the Crolute grinned, or at least what would pass for a grin. He so loved salvage, especially valuable stuff, which Rey had a habit of bringing recently.

The Crolute muttered in response, turning over the small metallic object in his hands. Seeing the green crystal, he smiled. "These are worth... thirty portions", dumping an enormous pile of green sacks into Rey's sack. Rey, unwilling to discuss anything more with the trader, turned away, retreating back to her speeder, where she affixed the bag of portions, thinking Well, I'm not in danger of starving, that's for sure.

As the speeder ground to a halt outside the downed food of an AT-ST, Rey disembarked and looked skywards, as she did everyday, waiting, hoping for the return of those who had left her on Jakku. Seeing no-one, she sighed, muttering "They'll come back. They have to." to herself, as she dragged the sack of portions inside.

Crouching as she entered the foot of the AT-AT, Rey threw the sack into the corner, spilling the contents, where they joined an enormous pile of rations. Looking over, she grabbed one and made her way outside, sitting against the foot of the downed walker, as she nibbled at the food, feeling the sensation of hunger dissipate slightly. After finishing her portion, Rey returned inside and sat on her makeshift bed, as she dreamed of space and exploring the galaxy.

***

Rey's slumber was interrupted by the sounds of a howling wind outside her home, the whistling and howling combining with the screetch of metal to provide a truly horrific sound. Stumbling slightly as she awoke, Rey rubbed the sleep from her eyes then moved towards the door, curious as to the sound.

Looking outside however, she saw nothing but a thick brown cyclone of dust, feeling the hot sand sting her face and eyes. She quickly slammed the hatch back, quickly rubbing her face to relieve the irritation. Sandstorm she thought, a worried expression clouding her face as she thought It looks bad too. I might be stuck here for a while

Casting her eye around her makeshift shelter, her eyes fell upon the enormous pile of portions secured by a string of good scavenging, and smiled, a wide grin overtaking her features. Well, at least I can finally have a good meal she thought, grabbing an armful of the immense pile and scattering them across the floor, pushing the packs into her mouth, as she emitted a small moan at the sensation of food entering her starved belly.

After what seemed like an eternity of Rey glutting herself on the pile of portions she had snatched, she finally fell backwards, emitting a gasp as the motion jostled the contents of her belly. Emitting a small burp in response, she gasped, emitting a quick "Excuse me!" as she massaged the bloated globe attached to her stomach. Her belly had clearly bloated outwards, now adopting a slightly spherical shape, accompanied by some tight skin, which Rey was attempting to allay by pressing tightly on the spherical mound she now sported.

Emitting a few gassier outbursts, she quickly fell asleep to the sounds of her digestion, the feeling of feeling utterly full, and the sound of the sand-storm outside, shifting herself multiple times in an attempt to position herself and her enormous belly comfortably.

***

This routine went on for a few more weeks, as the sandstorm refused to abate. Despite Rey's athletic build, crafted from years of scavenging, with her lack of physical activity, all she could do was sit, imagine, and eat. In addition, the ability she now possessed to eat until she felt full, not until she ran out of food, meant she was ingesting far more than she was burning off, and more often then not, she would find herself with an immensely packed belly, forcing her to stumble back to her cot and sleep it off.

However, the portions she was eating were adapted from clone-trooper ration packs, and were hence very calorie-dense, and with Rey's lack of exercise and near constant eating, she found herself getting fatter and fatter as the days rolled by. A clue came when, after a particularly heavy stuffing, she emitted an enormous belch, only to blast her belt off, allowing her belly space to expand. Nonetheless, Rey, slightly embarrassed at her gluttony, merely edited her clothing to fit, thinking that This was only a one-time thing. I can't make a habit of this, who knows how big I'll get. hefting her pudge slightly.

However, that statement was contradicted later that night, when she fell back into her cot, her hands rubbing her immense belly, its size now enormous to her, as she thought, with a slight edge of panic What if this storm doesn't let up?

***

Rey awoke with a start, exhaling quickly as the blood rushed to her head. However, as her head cleared, she noted the lack of wind gusts against the AT-ST, and scrambled outside. She emerged into the sunlight of Jakku, as her eyes stung from the exposure, her face grinning in happiness I never thought I'd be happy to see Jakku again.

However, now in the sunlight, she looked down at her body, her former lithe figure transformed as a result of the weeks of inactivity.

Her breasts had noticeably plumped outwards, now melons of heft that sat heavily on her chest. Whilst part of her resented the way they shook and wobbled, another side of her somewhat enjoyed the sensation of shaking and wobbling. However, such goodwill did not extend to her belly, now a wrecking ball of doughy blubber. The enormous sphere stretched her outfit to the absolute limit, her belt visibly straining to hold the tsunami of fat back. Further expanding was her butt, once small and nimble, it was now colossal, the two basketballs of fat pushing out from her back as they tested the hard-worn fabric of her outfit. Looking back, she sank a hand into the orbs of dough-like excess, gasping as her hand sunk in slightly.

Rey looked down at her body with an expression of shock. "OK, definitely going to need to work on...this" she grimaced, jiggling her belly with one arm. However, she was interrupted by the high-pitched squealing out in the distance. Her natural curiosity and protectiveness asserting itself, Rey ran towards the sound (suddenly noticing her belly jiggling every which way) as she pulled her quarter-staff out of the sand and jogged up the dune.

As she moved closer, she noted a small BB-8 unit trapped in the net of a Teedo, who was yelling something in its native language. Running over, she yelled out, causing the Teedo to stop and gesture at Rey. Kneeling down (noting her belly squishing against her thighs and her breasts being pushed upwards), she untangled the BB unit, responding with a string of unintelligible words, causing the Teedo to gesture wildly before moving off.

Rey, slightly out-winded by the physical exertion huffed slightly, hands on her knees as she bent over. As she did, she noticed the BB-8 unit looking at her, its 'head' inclined. Shaking her head, she panted slightly before responding "That's Teedo. He has no respect for anyone." The droid whined in response, beeping in a display of what an uneducated observer would mistake for confusion.

Rey responded "Me? I'm... no-one. What about you? Where's your master?". The droid whined in response, causing Rey to snort, sarcastically replying "Really? Me too. Big secret, need to know basis really". Straightening up, she gestured out towards Nima, stating "Nima Outpost is that way. Watch for the sand-dunes, and especially the Sarlacc" as she began to walk off.

The BB unit beeped, and began to follow her, causing her to look back in astonishment, replying "Don't follow me!" However, looking at the droid, she relented, grumbling "You can come with me..." Hearing the droid squeal in excitement, she amended herself "But in the morning you go."

***

As Rey emptied out the speeder, she noted BB-8 emit a confused beep, as it looked around. Turning to the small droid, she smiled slightly, wistfully replying "I'm not sure. I guess I'll just wait here until they come back... and maybe I can lose a bit of this weight" Turning back to the speeder, she didn't notice the droid emit a snarky whine.

Dumping the sack of salvage on Unkar's desk, she stood, arms folded impatiently. After a few moments, Unkar grunted, slowly stating " These are worth... one quarter portion". Rey, taken aback, lightly questioned "Last month they were worth 40. What happened?"

Unkar grumbled "Blame the galactic market. However, I will give you something for that droid", nodding to BB-8, who squeaked in surprise. "70 portions" dumping an immense pouch onto the table in front of him.

Rey, shocked, slowly moved towards the table, reaching out and touching the large pile of portions. However, she looked down, glimpsing BB-8, the droid's expression best resembling an inquisitive look. Seeing that look, she knew deep inside that she couldn't do this, muttering "Sorry, but the droid's not for sale", taking her quarter portion and leaving, motioning for BB-8 to come, not noticing Unkar's growl as she left, and his instructions to "get me that droid"

As she walked through the marketplace, BB-8 was suddenly accosted by two large men, who threw a net over the droid, causing the unit to emit a squeal. Rey, turning around, exclaiming "Hey!" before feeling herself being lifted into the air by two arms wrapped around her waist. Elbowing her assailant in the face, she dropped to the ground, rushing over and clocking the other in the face with her staff, before spinning around, not noticing the first guy getting up as her belly whacked him in the head, knocking him to the ground. Rey, slightly embarrassed by the display, quickly rushed over to BB-8, untying the small droid.

As she brushed down the BB unit, it began to emit a hail of squawks and screeches, motioning frantically to the side of her. Turning around, she noted a black man in a battered jacket, looking slightly confusedly at her. Turning back, she questioned "Him?", BB-8 affirming with a beep. Giving her attention back to the man, she ran towards him, an angry expression evident on her face. Seeing him run away, she altered her approach slightly, her knowledge of the Market helping her immensely as she cut him off in a slightly unorthodox manner, as the man ran smack into her doughy stomach, knocking him flat on his back as he groaned.

"Where did you get that jacket?" she questioned him angrily, as BB-8 zapped him, causing him to yelp, exclaiming "Look, I've had a pretty messed up day alright, so I'd appreciate it if... OW!" as BB-8 shocked him again. "Where did you get it? It belongs to his master" she questioned. Upon hearing that, the man's head dropped, as he closed his eyes, before addressing BB-8 "His name was Poe Dameron. That was his name right?"

***

After the man had explained how he ended up on Jakku, Poe’s unfortunate end, how he was with the Resistance, and BB-8's carrying of a map to Luke Skywalker, Rey decided to let him up, excited at the prospect of adventure and the confirmation of the myth of the last Jedi. However, as he got to his feet, the man noted the appearance of two First Order troopers, who, dually noting the duo, began firing at them, sparks flying from stalls as the bolts whizzed around them. Exclaiming "Run!" the fighter grabbed Rey's hand, causing Rey to emit a shocked "Oy!" as she was pulled along.

As Rey and the man sprinted away, BB-8 rolling alongside them, as blaster bolts whizzed past them, they were suddenly hurled to the side as an explosion next to them. As she dusted herself off, she noticed the soldier lying prone in the dust. Running over, she exclaimed "Come on!" reaching out a hand. As he took it, Rey internally smiled "Ironic".

However, the TIE fighters refused to let up, raining down blaster fire. Both her and the soldier ran hectically towards an empty patch of sand, as he exclaimed "We'll never outrun them!" Rey, concentrating on the distant blip, replied "We might in that quad-jumper!". Outraged, the man yelled "That won't work! What about that one?

Rey, continuing to run, called "That one's garbage!". Despite this assertion, the explosion of the quad-jumper in front caused her to turn back, replying "The garbage will do" running towards an old Corellian freighter.

As she ran to the pilot's seat, noticing the jiggling of her belly and breasts as the wrappings reached their limit, she flopped down into the seat, sighing as her belly oozed out over the controls. Yelling for the soldier and BB-8 to "Hold on!" she gunned the engines, silently repeating "I can do this"

***

After escaping Jakku (with the aid of the mysterious man, who she now knew was named Finn) Rey set the ship to autopilot, and began to explore the rusted hulk of the ship. As she meandered through the labyrinth of corridors, she came across a room that was sealed shut. Intrigued, she opened the door, her eyes widening as she took in the sight.

The small alcove was filled with what looked to be some sort of yellow paste contained within a few large containers. Opening one and bending over to taste the mixture, she noted the familiar taste of portions. Unkar must have used this as some sort of food storage. That sneaky Crolute. However, as she turned to leave, she felt her stomach complain loudly, her bloated gut now requiring sustenance. Turning back to the paste, she shrugged, kneeling down and spooning a few gulps into her mouth. Despite her attempts to remain civil, her eating soon devolved into merely cramming as much of the paste into her mouth, not even noticing how quickly she demolished the containers.

Burping slightly as she slumped back, her legs pushing the last empty container away, Rey awkwardly extended her arms, grabbing what little flesh she could and rubbing it, attempting to sooth the storm within. Hearing her stomach emit some sludgy grumbles, she straightened up awkwardly, noting how her belly now extended outwards, an enormous boulder of strained flesh. Waddling slightly as she gingerly moved to what she assumed was a bedroom, collapsing back and into unconsciousness as her belly groaned, gurgled and jiggled.

***

Despite the brief relaxation, both Rey and Finn found themselves racing against time, as Rey had discovered a broken pipe that could flood the ship with poisonous gas. Up to her waist in the shaft, she quickly worked against the clock, not aided by Finn's inability to find the correct tool. However, the main issues were her belly and breasts, having majorly swollen since her binge, as her boulder belly and immense butt cheeks squished against the hard metal, oozing within the enclosed space.

As Rey straightened up, having fixed the major issue for the time being, she noticed out of the corner of her eye Finn and BB-8 thumbs-upping each other. Disregarding it, she attempted to lift herself out of the hole, only to slam back down again. She tried again, only to be met with the same result. Finn noticed something was wrong, inquiring "What's up?"

Rey, slightly embarrassed, replied sheepishly "Well, I think I'm... stuck". Finn, realizing the awkwardness of the situation, rubbed the back of his head, looking down around her. "Alright, just grab on." he stated, extending his hand down. Rey grabbed it and heaved, her other hand pushing back her massive pot belly. This time however, the situation was interrupted by the ship lurching to the side, Finn tumbling to the side as Rey slammed back down with an oof.

Moving away, shouting he'd come back, Finn ran to check the ship, leaving Rey stuck in the vent. 'Great. Just great" she grumbled to herself, wobbling her massive belly as it pushed over the lip of the vent. However, her introspection was interrupted by Finn's return, yelling "We're caught in a tractor beam! It's the First Order!"

***

Finn sighed loudly, moving his body slightly, causing his foot to squish against Rey's butt. Looking down and motioning for him to be quiet, Rey poked her head slightly above the vent, in time to see the door open, and the thuds of the invaders. Ducking back down, she motioned to Finn, who nodded silently. The thuds grew louder and louder, however, as they drew closer, they suddenly ceased, a grizzled voice exclaimed "Chewie... we're home"

Rey was ecstatic. I'm on the Millennium Falcon with Han Solo. The Han Solo! Her voice high with excitement, she bombarded him with questions, almost yelling "This is the Millennium Falcon! You're Han Solo!" Han merely grunted "I used to be. Look, I appreciate that you found me the Falcon, but we have to get going. We'll drop you off at the nearest inhabited system and then we're leaving"

Hearing this, BB-8 let out a shrill whine. Finn interjected "You knew Luke Skywalker right? This droid has a map leading to him " At the mention of the Jedi Master, Han slowly turned, the duo seeing the distant look of nostalgia and adventure written across Han's face. Exhaling and running a hand over his face, he slowly replied "Always knew they'd come back. Rey confused, inquired "The Jedi were real?"

Han slowly nodded, replying with a tone of nostalgia and remembrance "I used to wonder that myself. Thought it was a bunch of mumbo-jumbo-magical power holding together good, evil, the dark side and the light. Crazy thing is, it's true. The Force, the Jedi, all of it"

After that, he straightened up, stating strongly "Alright, strap yourselves in. I've got a friend in a system not far from here. She'll be able to get your droid back to the Resistance"

***

Rey stared around in wide-eyed wonder, too engrossed by the scenery around her to even notice Han and Finn disembarking the ship. As Han stood beside her, she exclaimed in a wondrous whisper "I didn't think there was this much green in the whole galaxy...", however Finn pulled at her arm, gesturing for her to come. As they ascended the steps of the courtyard, Han warned them "Don't stare.". Confused, they replied "At what?" Han, gesturing widely, responded "Any of it." opening the doors to an enormous cantina.

As they moved inside, they observed the hustle and bustle of aliens back and forward, before a loud cry of "Han Solo!" pierced the noise, causing everyone to cease talking, as Rey noticed a small, ancient creature moving towards them, acknowledging "This must be Maz" Han greeted Maz, as the small alien impishly questioned "Where's my boyfriend?"

Han gestured outside, replying "Chewie's outside, repairing the hyperdrive" Maz nodded, stating "I like that Wookiee. Well, I assume you need something. Desperately. Come." she gestured, leaping to the floor and moving through the throng, Rey and Finn following behind, as Rey smelt the delicacies of alien cuisine, her belly growling in response.

By the time they reached the table, Rey's belly had graduated from growls to thunderous roars. Seeing blue chunks of what looked to be food in a container, Rey grabbed it, gluttonously shoveling the nibbles in as she let out a low moan of release. Reaching out, she snagged a bowl of what looked to be green slime, pulling the bowl back and slurping down the green mixture. Despite her speedy eating, she never appeared to run out of food, as the alien waiters continued to replenish her stocks.

Blindly grasping a dark brown pitcher, she slurped the contents (what appeared to be blue milk) down, slamming the pitcher down as she let out a resounding belch. Hearing that, the waiter quickly replaced the empty pitcher with a full one, as Rey continued to gluttonously devour meal after meal of alien food, unaware of the sheer volume of what she was eating.

After what seemed like hours, Rey finally slumped back in her chair, groaning as the sensation of fullness hit her like a train. Sluggishly looking upwards, she noticed both Maz and Han staring at her, an expression of confusion writ across both their faces. Belching slightly as she pressed her stomach (swollen to the point where a pregnant belly carrying triplets would look small beside it) she groaned "Where's Finn?"

Maz gestured to a dark corner, where Finn was engaged in conversation with two other aliens. "He's leaving. Getting passage to the Outer Rim with those two". Hearing this, her eyes widened as she pushed back her chair and heaved herself to her feet, bracing herself as the weight of her titanic gut shifted. She quickly waddled towards Finn, maneuvering her bulky belly and massive rear behind her, suddenly noticing the rolling and jiggling of the two wrecking balls of heft.

"Finn?" She incredulously replied, moving to a stop as she reached him, her belly only centimeters from touching him, Finn turning around as he heard her voice, the look of pain clearly evident across his face. "What are you doing? You can't just abandon your mission"

Finn sighed painfully, the look of pain not disappearing from his face. "I'm not with the Resistance. Rey, I’m a storm trooper. I just want to get as far away from the First Order as possible" Reaching for her hand, he clasped it, resting it on top of her ocean of flab. "Come with me. We can just leave here; go wherever we want." Grasping his harder, she looked into his eyes, almost imploring him "Don't go"

However, Finn let her hand go, causing it to bounce off her gargantuan gut. "Take care of yourself Rey" he muttered sadly, moving towards the open door, as Rey reached out for him. However, the door quickly closed, and Finn was gone.

***

As Rey sat in the cantina, feeling the satisfied gurgles of her belly as it digested the enormous feast, she heard the sounds of what appeared to be a crying child. Moving towards the sounds, she descended the stairs, hearing the cries grow ever stronger. As she reached the room where the crying originated, she opened the door, revealing a locked wooden box. Opening it, she glimpsed a metal cylinder, a gold button evident on the side.

However, as she touched it, her mind was overwhelmed by visions. She saw a corridor of a mysterious city, as a cry echoed, she saw a girl on Jakku, she saw a group in the rain, a red lightsaber evident, she saw a hooded figure outside a burning temple, the same red blade in the snow... She fell backwards, slipping and sliding as she shot out of the room, hearing a mysterious voice whisper Rey, these are your first steps...

Seeing Maz standing there, she tearfully uttered "I shouldn't have gone in there. What was that?" Maz, trembling with excitement, replied "That lightsaber was Luke's, and his father's before him, and now, it calls to you!" Shaking her head, Rey confusedly replied "Why? What does it want?" still trembling from the visions she witnessed All that death....

Max slowly moved towards Rey, soothingly explaining "I am no Jedi, but I know the Force. It binds us, connects us. And now, it's calling to you. Just...let it in." resting her hand on Rey's massive belly.

Starting upwards, Rey shook her head vehemently, exclaiming "No! I'm never going near that again!" running up the stairs, her hands holding her belly as she sprinted into the forest, sparing a solitary look back before continuing into the foliage.

However, Rey had neglected to take into consideration her decreased fitness levels, as well as the disorientating effect of her colossal belly, the titanic stomach sloshing and wobbling enough to throw her off balance. This was to say nothing of her mammoth butt, the boulders of butt fat shaking up a storm as she ran, and her breasts, the gigantic spheres jiggling and wobbling as she panted.

Moreover, the blurring caused by the strenuous exercise and the wobbling of her assets caused her to completely misjudge the location of a rock, sending her flying through the air as she fell onto her enormous gut, the impact dislodging a tremendous belch from the recesses of her stomach.

BREHAUUURAUUURRRRPPPPPP!

Her head shooting up as she finished the enormous belch, she pushed herself up, looking around to ensure no-one was around. "Thank goodness no-one heard that" she muttered, massaging her enormous stomach.

"Oh, I don't know about that" she heard a low voice growl, Rey spinning around to witness a masked man clad all in black emerge from the forest. Turning to run, she found herself unable to run. She was unable to move! Helpless, she slowly turned back around, seeing the man gesture towards himself, and she felt herself move closer, now close enough for him to run his hand over her face, causing her to squirm in discomfort.

The man suddenly stopped, hand still outstretched, his tone difficult to distinguish behind the mask as he stated "The map to Skywalker. You've seen it." However, he was interrupted by a transmission, the shrill voice exclaiming "The Resistance are here my Lord! We're taking heavy casualties!" The man merely stated "Pull the men back to the ship" then, stating as he looked at Rey, a sinister edge coloring his voice "We have what we need" waving his hand over her face, as darkness suddenly overtook her.

***

As Rey awoke from unconsciousness, she felt the foreign sensation of a tube lodged in her throat, which was unable to be moved by the frantic movements of her jaw. Looking down, she glimpsed the outlines of a few stormtroopers checking a panel next to her, however, her attention was brought to one who stood directly in front of her.

"Tell us what you know" the stormtrooper ordered, however, they were met with stony silence from Rey. Again ordering Rey to "tell us where the Resistance are", the trooper was again met with silence. Shaking their head, the stormtrooper gestured to another, who turned a switch on, causing a low rumble to begin from the roof, as Rey noticed a dull white substance moving down the pipe towards her.

"The contents of this tube will make you more susceptible to our methods, by increasing your weight and eliminating your presence of mind by stuffing you to the point of fullness". As the paste moved into her throat, Rey attempted to resist, spit out the tube, to do anything, however, the tube was too strong, and she felt the substance settle in the pit of her stomach, already feeling the dull sensation of fullness in the pit of her stomach.

Looking down at the stormtrooper, she groaned, attempting to appeal to the trooper. However, all she got was a curt "Enjoy your meal, scavenger scum" as the grunt left the room, causing Rey to slump back, resigned to her fate.

Rey slowly rose back to consciousness, groaning as the light stabbed into her eyes, immediately noticing the lack of a tube in her mouth. Looking down, she could tell she had packed on some more pounds, her belly pushing against her wrappings more, and her colossal ass pushing her up slightly more, as her breasts took up a significant portion of her vision.

Looking up, she glimpsed the outline of the man who had abducted her seated a few feet away from her. However, as she tried to rise, she was pulled back by the restraints on her legs and arms. Turning her head towards the man, she asked "Where am I?"

The man merely replied "You're my guest" casually, as though this was a normal situation. Unperturbed, Rey continued to question him "Where are the others?"

Cocking his head slightly to the side, he again stated "You mean the murderers, traitors and thieves you call friends? You'll be relieved to hear I have no idea" Noticing her gritted teeth and sharp exhales, he responded with a hint of humor in his voice "You still want to kill me". Gritting her teeth, Rey inclined her head slightly, responding "That happens when you're being hunted by a creature in a mask"

Hearing that, the man reached up and touched a button, causing the helmet to release with a hiss. As he stood up, he placed the mask down, allowing Rey to glimpse his features, a tall thin man, with a pointed face and what looked to be a permanent frown. Rey stared, and then looked away quickly. 'That was... underwhelming."  Moving behind her, Kylo crossed his hands behind his back, inquiring "Tell me about the droid". Gritting her teeth, Rey responded "I'm... not telling you anything". Moving back around, Kylo smiled, in what looked to be sadness, but to Rey, looked more like a sadistic grin "You will, trust me" as his hand extended outwards, as Rey grunted, feeling the cold touch of the dark side in her mind.

You're so lonely. So afraid to leave. At night, desperate to sleep... you imagine an ocean. I see it... I see the island. And Han Solo. You feel like he's the father you never had. He would have disappointed you" she heard Kylo muse. Mustering all her strength, she replied "Get out of my head!"

As Kylo probed further, his touch seemed to break a long-hidden barrier in her thoughts. Feeling a sudden surge in energy, Rey looked up at Kylo, hints of sweat and confusion evident on his face. As she continued to push back, she felt Kylo's mind, panting out "You... You're afraid that you will never be as strong as Darth Vader!" causing Kylo to lurch back, fear, shock and anger evident on his face, as he turned, grabbing his mask and moving towards the exit.

However, before he left, he turned back, exclaiming "You should have told me. Now you're going to suffer" exiting the room, as three stormtroopers entered, grabbing the tube and attaching it to Rey despite her protests, as the sludge poured down the tube, faster and in higher volumes then last time.

***

Rey started as she awoke from unconsciousness again noticing the lack of the tube and the fact that she had clearly and noticeably packed on weight. However, she again felt the mysterious energy from before, as she noticed a lone stormtrooper within the room. Waving her hand as much as she could, she stated "You will remove these restraints, and leave the cell with the door open". However, the stormtrooper replied confusedly "Excuse me?"

Not perturbed, she tried again, the response being "I will tighten them, scavenger!". Trying again, and willing it to work, she was surprised to hear the grunt repeat her statement, accompanied moments later by the unlocking of her restraints, and the door remaining open as the trooper left.

Rubbing her wrists as she dropped down, she took a few seconds to observe her body. Her former status on Jakku as chubby was now a distant memory, as Rey was now full-on fat. Her breasts were enormous, the former globes now colossal first-prize pumpkins of flesh and heft, wobbling back and forth as she moved, and straining her wrappings to the limit, exposing an enormous line of cleavage.

Continuing down, her belly had grown to a ridiculous size. A pregnant belly carrying triplets would look small next to Rey's gargantuan gut, the colossal planet of belly flab swelling out from her torso, causing her to almost waddle in an attempt to awkwardly carry the titanic tub of belly blubber. Her ass had also expanded to an insane size, the former toned cheeks now twin boulders of flab, her butt looking big enough to crush a chair beneath the two colossal cheeks. Her thighs had also grown to enormous pillars of blubber, swelling from beneath her outfit, and jiggling as she moved towards the door.

Waddling slightly, sloshing slightly as she maneuvered her gut from side to side, she emitted a low whistle, exclaiming "Oh boy..." as she took in her new fatness. However, the urgency of the situation necessitated her immediate removal from the scene, her belly emitting gurgles and grumbles as it sloshed back and forth.

As Rey slowly snuck around the base, she came across a large door. Jiggling over towards it, the door suddenly opened. Hearing the sound of stormtroopers approaching, she ducked inside quickly, sealing the door behind her. Exhaling loudly, she turned around, only to find herself in what looked to be a storeroom, boxes and crates stacked around her, the beige pillars stretching across the room, which looked to have no exits, causing Rey to sigh "Seriously? Only way out?"

However, her irritation was interrupted by a low gurgling deep in her belly, the constant movement disturbing the massive sphere, causing bubbles of gas to maneuver up her throat, causing her to emit a loud belch:

BURRRPPPP!

However, as she did so, she felt something 'push' from her, as her belch caused a section of boxes to clatter to the floor, as Rey stared, dumbstruck at what she just witnessed. "OK... that was weird." she exclaimed, looking behind her to see if anyone heard her burp from the corridor. That was almost like what legend says the Jedi used... but I'm not a Jedi she thought confusedly. Shaking her head, she refocused herself Got to get outta here, and away from Emo-Ren she thought determinedly.

Re-opening the door, and sneaking out into the corridor, Rey noticed a First Order shuttle parked idly in the cruiser bay. Bingo she thought. However, she noticed a patrol of stormtroopers rounding the corner away from her. That means the next one isn't too far behind. I need to get out of the open she hurriedly thought. Using her knowledge of the Star Destroyer layout, she glanced over the edge, seeing a pipe down which she could shimmy. Perfect. she grinned, already dropping down to the pipe. However, she had neglected to consider the magnitude of her belly, as it squished around the pole, making her descent an awkward affair.

Despite the interruption, Rey eventually dropped down, noticing a hatch off to her right. She reached a hand in, using her technological smarts to hotwire the door to open. Hearing the hiss, she attempted to maneuver her titanic belly through, eventually succeeding after much jiggling and wobbling, however, her colossal ass refused to cooperate, the vast cheeks squished against the sides of the wall. Grunting and heaving, Rey puffed out "Come...on... you!" gripping the poles to her side and yanking with all her might, resulting in her butt popping out, causing her to fall flat on her face, causing another loud belch to escape her lips.

Grumbling as she stood up, dusting herself off, she wound her way deep into the interior of the ship, avoiding stormtroopers by hiding, a process not made easy by her belly's continual demands for sustenance, causing her to massage the hefty globe to assuage the sensation. Ducking around a corner, she opened a door, gasping and jumping when Finn was on the other side, prompting the same response from the former stormtrooper.

"Oh my... Finn! What are you doing here?" she exclaimed, rushing over towards him. Finn whispered excitedly "Looking for you! What happened to you?" poking her belly inquisitively. Rey blurted out a "Oy!" slapping Finn's hand away. "Nothing, just... some stuff". She was thankful when BB-8 rolled up, whistling excitedly. Finn looked confusedly at the droid, then at Rey "What's he saying?"

Rey, too busy deciphering the droid, didn't answer at first, yet when the droid was done, she turned slowly to look at Finn "That this whole thing was...your idea." she slowly uttered, embracing Finn in a tight hug. Finn, surprised, but happy nonetheless, accepted, a grin evident across his face.

"Ahem" she heard from behind Finn, as she looked up, glimpsing Han Solo and Chewbacca, both holding weapons and looking slightly rushed. the former motioning for them to hurry up. "Escape now, hug later." Quickly releasing Finn, she moved in behind Han, as the group backtracked towards the exit, bracing themselves as the cold wind blasted them.

Noticing the flashes of light in the distance, Finn exclaimed "It's the Resistance!" Grabbing his binoculars, Han stared intently into the distance. After a few minutes, he put them down, exclaiming "It's not going to be enough. They need an opening of some sort" At that, Chewie let out a loud growl, which caused Han to grin widely "I like where this is going..."

After running towards the shield generator (Rey's belly grumbling and complaining the whole way), the quadruplet found themselves at the bottom of the generator. Seeing a panel, Rey exclaimed "I could open that, and that might get you a way in?" Han nodded, readying his blaster, as Chewie checked the explosives.

As Rey shimmied underneath the console, she took a second to curse the expansion of her chest, the enormous outcropping of heft obscuring a decent portion of her vision, and wobbling to and fro as she attempted to work. Nonetheless, after much painstaking effort and a veritable sea of jiggling flesh, Rey finally unlocked the door, allowing Han and Chewie access. "They're in!" she heard Finn exclaim "Let's go! They're going to need help!" Rey tried to accede, however, she found herself unable to move, her gargantuan boulder of flab too massive for the gap in the console "Uh, Finn?" she softly questioned "I might need some help here..."

***

As Finn and Rey ascended the generator, Rey tried to disguise her panting, and her general state of exhaustion. Getting her out of that console had been an absolute mission, involving Finn pulling with all his might, as Rey's belly refused to surrender its spot underneath the console. As they reached the final step, she tried to disguise the expression of relief on her face. However, as Finn opened the door, that expression changed to one of confusion, as she saw Han walking out onto a walkway. What's he doing?

Rey and Finn ran into the snowy forest, avoiding the crumbling ground and the falling branches, as they dodged in between trees. He's gone. But he can't be gone Rey thought feverishly, as the two of them ran into a clearing. However, their path was blocked by Kylo, who was holding his extended lightsaber, as well as his side, blood dripping onto the grass beneath him, as he screamed "We're not done!"

Glaring at him with hatred, Rey yelled "You're a monster!", running towards him, causing a storm of jiggling to erupt across her body. Despite this, Kylo merely flicked his hand back, and Rey felt her body leave the ground, as she slammed into a tree, knocking her unconscious.

***

Rey awoke, groggily raising her head out of the snow, as she heard Finn scream in pain. Shaking her head, she attempted to rise, only to be dragged down by the mass of her stomach, a decent section still in the cold snow. Straightening upwards, clearing the last vestiges of unconsciousness from her mind, she stumbled towards the flashes of light in the distance. When she got there, she restrained a gasp. Finn lay unconscious in the snow, as Kylo stood with his back to her, gesturing outwards towards what looked to be the hilt of the lightsaber.

Desperate to stop him, but too tired to prevent him, she instead reached out, begging, pleading with all her mind, for the lightsaber to come to her, and not Ren. Feeling Kylo's own anger and pain, she pushed harder, fighting with every inch of her willpower. Suddenly, the lightsaber spun out of the snow, almost knocking Kylo in the face before Rey caught it, a confused expression on her face. How did I do that?

Growling in irritation, Kylo moved towards her, igniting his blood-red sabre in a cloud of steam. Rey, realizing his offensive stance, ignited the weapon, just in time to deflect Kylo's strike. However, Kylo didn't yield despite his injuries, slowly forcing the lightsaber down.

Pushing back, Rey ejected him off her, causing a jiggle to spread through her body. Retreating as fast as she could, sobs escaping her as she fell backwards, swinging the lightsaber at Kylo, who relentlessly advanced, an arbiter of hatred. As she put a foot down, the ground suddenly shifted and she lost her balance, her belly dragging her downwards, causing her to slip and fall, enabling Kylo to close the gap, sneering as he shouted "That lightsaber belongs to me! Not you! You can't even stand up!" punctuating his remarks with increasingly uncontrolled blows upon Rey's lightsaber.

Eventually, Ren had pushed her back to the edge of the cliff, aided by Rey's body seemingly betraying her, the tub of blubber wobbling and shaking as it impeded her movements and defensive motions. Sensing an opportunity, Kylo slammed his lightsaber into Rey's, causing a flash of purple light as the opposites met. Barely defending, Rey looked in horror as the blade moved downwards.

Kylo, his voice obscured by the hissing of the snow, yelled "You need a teacher! I can show you the ways of the Force!". Hearing those words, Rey stopped, remembering the visions from Maz's catina. "The Force..." she whispered. Closing her eyes, she finally allowed the Force within to awaken, feeling it fill her with new found strength. Opening her eyes, she glared at Kylo, who looked confusedly at her. Opening her mouth, she emitted an enormous belch, augmented with Force power, the blast causing her flab to wobble and jiggle.

BREHAUUURAUUURRRRPPPPPP!  

Kylo was blasted backwards, his back slamming into the tree. He quickly arose, his teeth gritted in anger, only to be surprised by Rey slamming her bulk into him, disrupting his balance further as his lightsaber rose upwards, shielding him from the incoming blade.

As Kylo straightened up, hatred and fury blazing from his eyes, Rey swung the lightsaber, the blades crackling against each other. Wrath blazing in his eyes, Kylo pushed back, causing Rey to fall backwards. Despite this, Rey's head snapped upwards, another belch escaping her lips, however, this one only pushed Kylo away, enabling Rey to heft herself upwards.

Swinging the lightsaber with precision and strength, Rey managed to beat the Sith backwards, slowly forcing Kylo into more and more of a defensive position. This culminated in a final lock of blades, which, unlike the other times, ended with Rey forcing his blade into the snow, burning his hand to the point where he yelled, releasing the blade and recoiling, enabling Rey to slash him across the face.

In spite of Rey's victory, she was unable to press her advantage, the planet's destruction causing an immense fissure to form, separating the two foes. As they stared across the abyss, a mutual thought flashed across their minds This isn't over before Rey turned and ran back, dashing between the trees as she sprinted back to Finn, her breasts jiggling as she moved.

As she saw Finn's prostrate form, she slipped, catching onto his unconscious body "Finn? Finn! Please wake up! Please..." she yelled, tears stinging her vision as she looked around helplessly. There's no way out. We're stuck here... she thought hopelessly, her head hanging in resignation.

As if delivered by divine intervention, her vision was caught by a bright light descending through the trees, and the sound of a battered engine setting the Millennium Falcon on the ground, Chewbacca evident at the controls. Grinning in response, Rey ran towards the ship, gesturing to Chewie to pick up Finn as the planet caved in around them.

***

As the ship settled down at the rocky outcropping over the ocean, Rey stepped off, breathing in the salty sea air. After escaping the planet and returning to the Resistance, Rey had left Finn in the care of the medical doctors, and comforting Leia, both grieving for the loss of Han. The loss was tempered by the discovery of the final piece of the map to Luke, Rey volunteering immediately.

However, as she looked upwards, glimpsing the multitude of stairs to the ruins of the ancient Jedi temple, she thought This may have been easier in my head she thought sarcastically, beginning the ascent to the temple.

***

As she stepped up the last stair, Rey's hands fell to her knees, the female gasping for air. The climb to the stairs had taken everything from her, sweat pouring from her head, her wrappings stuck to her body. As she gasped, she saw a hooded figure standing in the distance, and she straightened upwards, moving forward a step,

As she moved, the figure turned, revealing a greyed beard, and Jedi robes, dirtied and ancient, his hands (one metal, one human) reaching up to his hood, pulling it down to reveal Luke Skywalker.

Reaching down to her side, she grasped at the lightsaber handle, gripping a section of her love handle before retracting the blade, handle first to Luke, looking him straight in the eyes. He looked back, eyes both old with tiredness, and yet still possessing a hint of youth as he opened his mouth to say...

***

Description

The sun beat down upon the barren desert world of Jakku, the only sight visible the rolling dunes of sand that seemed to stretch on for infinity. However, the vista of blinding sand was interrupted by the wreckage of an Imperial Star-Destroyer, lying nose-first deep into the desert terrain. Inside this carcass of the former-most strength within the galaxy was a lone figure, an apparent scavenger, currently suspended above the former bridge.

With a loud screetch that echoed throughout the wreckage, the figure pulled back a metal panel to reveal a dusty metallic object, its surface cut and ravaged by years of disrepair to leave a dull sheen of metal remaining. The figure reached in and yanked the object out, stowing it in their pack as they rappelled to the floor, their work apparently finished with this one find. Exiting the super-structure, the lone wanderer examined the object as they moved towards their speeder. Cracking open the case, the figure pulled away their facial wrappings to get a better look at the internal components, revealing a feminine face with sharp angles, possessing a classical beauty. Seeing the dull green crystal nestled inside, the woman grinned, excited at her find, as she pulled herself onto the speeder, dropping the object into a sack fixed to the side as she thought Good work Rey. Now to give this to Unkar, and we'll see how many portions I'll get

***

The speeder jostled and bounced as it drove across the dunes, shaking the driver slightly as she looked forwards. As she concentrated, she glimpsed the outline of tents and structures, visible despite the heat. Seeing her destination, the woman sped up, eager to return home.

As she drew to a halt outside Nima outpost (one of the few outposts on the barren wasteland of Jakku), she noted the fading exhaust of a space cruiser. Hearing the sound awakened the desire to escape within her, the desire to leave this dreary existence and make a living amongst the stars. Shaking her head, Rey dismissed those thoughts, forcefully reminding herself They WILL come back. And I have to wait here until they do.

Dragging the sack towards a sand-blasted shack, she glimpsed the outline of Unkar Platt, the junkboss of Nima Outpost and the alien responsible for doling out the all important food rations. As she pulled the heavy sack towards him, the Crolute grinned, or at least what would pass for a grin. He so loved salvage, especially valuable stuff, which Rey had a habit of bringing recently.

The Crolute muttered in response, turning over the small metallic object in his hands. Seeing the green crystal, he smiled. "These are worth... thirty portions", dumping an enormous pile of green sacks into Rey's sack. Rey, unwilling to discuss anything more with the trader, turned away, retreating back to her speeder, where she affixed the bag of portions, thinking Well, I'm not in danger of starving, that's for sure.

As the speeder ground to a halt outside the downed food of an AT-ST, Rey disembarked and looked skywards, as she did everyday, waiting, hoping for the return of those who had left her on Jakku. Seeing no-one, she sighed, muttering "They'll come back. They have to." to herself, as she dragged the sack of portions inside.

Crouching as she entered the foot of the AT-AT, Rey threw the sack into the corner, spilling the contents, where they joined an enormous pile of rations. Looking over, she grabbed one and made her way outside, sitting against the foot of the downed walker, as she nibbled at the food, feeling the sensation of hunger dissipate slightly. After finishing her portion, Rey returned inside and sat on her makeshift bed, as she dreamed of space and exploring the galaxy.

***

Rey's slumber was interrupted by the sounds of a howling wind outside her home, the whistling and howling combining with the screetch of metal to provide a truly horrific sound. Stumbling slightly as she awoke, Rey rubbed the sleep from her eyes then moved towards the door, curious as to the sound.

Looking outside however, she saw nothing but a thick brown cyclone of dust, feeling the hot sand sting her face and eyes. She quickly slammed the hatch back, quickly rubbing her face to relieve the irritation. Sandstorm she thought, a worried expression clouding her face as she thought It looks bad too. I might be stuck here for a while

Casting her eye around her makeshift shelter, her eyes fell upon the enormous pile of portions secured by a string of good scavenging, and smiled, a wide grin overtaking her features. Well, at least I can finally have a good meal she thought, grabbing an armful of the immense pile and scattering them across the floor, pushing the packs into her mouth, as she emitted a small moan at the sensation of food entering her starved belly.

After what seemed like an eternity of Rey glutting herself on the pile of portions she had snatched, she finally fell backwards, emitting a gasp as the motion jostled the contents of her belly. Emitting a small burp in response, she gasped, emitting a quick "Excuse me!" as she massaged the bloated globe attached to her stomach. Her belly had clearly bloated outwards, now adopting a slightly spherical shape, accompanied by some tight skin, which Rey was attempting to allay by pressing tightly on the spherical mound she now sported.

Emitting a few gassier outbursts, she quickly fell asleep to the sounds of her digestion, the feeling of feeling utterly full, and the sound of the sand-storm outside, shifting herself multiple times in an attempt to position herself and her enormous belly comfortably.

***

This routine went on for a few more weeks, as the sandstorm refused to abate. Despite Rey's athletic build, crafted from years of scavenging, with her lack of physical activity, all she could do was sit, imagine, and eat. In addition, the ability she now possessed to eat until she felt full, not until she ran out of food, meant she was ingesting far more than she was burning off, and more often then not, she would find herself with an immensely packed belly, forcing her to stumble back to her cot and sleep it off.

However, the portions she was eating were adapted from clone-trooper ration packs, and were hence very calorie-dense, and with Rey's lack of exercise and near constant eating, she found herself getting fatter and fatter as the days rolled by. A clue came when, after a particularly heavy stuffing, she emitted an enormous belch, only to blast her belt off, allowing her belly space to expand. Nonetheless, Rey, slightly embarrassed at her gluttony, merely edited her clothing to fit, thinking that This was only a one-time thing. I can't make a habit of this, who knows how big I'll get. hefting her pudge slightly.

However, that statement was contradicted later that night, when she fell back into her cot, her hands rubbing her immense belly, its size now enormous to her, as she thought, with a slight edge of panic What if this storm doesn't let up?

***

Rey awoke with a start, exhaling quickly as the blood rushed to her head. However, as her head cleared, she noted the lack of wind gusts against the AT-ST, and scrambled outside. She emerged into the sunlight of Jakku, as her eyes stung from the exposure, her face grinning in happiness I never thought I'd be happy to see Jakku again.

However, now in the sunlight, she looked down at her body, her former lithe figure transformed as a result of the weeks of inactivity.

Her breasts had noticeably plumped outwards, now melons of heft that sat heavily on her chest. Whilst part of her resented the way they shook and wobbled, another side of her somewhat enjoyed the sensation of shaking and wobbling. However, such goodwill did not extend to her belly, now a wrecking ball of doughy blubber. The enormous sphere stretched her outfit to the absolute limit, her belt visibly straining to hold the tsunami of fat back. Further expanding was her butt, once small and nimble, it was now colossal, the two basketballs of fat pushing out from her back as they tested the hard-worn fabric of her outfit. Looking back, she sank a hand into the orbs of dough-like excess, gasping as her hand sunk in slightly.

Rey looked down at her body with an expression of shock. "OK, definitely going to need to work on...this" she grimaced, jiggling her belly with one arm. However, she was interrupted by the high-pitched squealing out in the distance. Her natural curiosity and protectiveness asserting itself, Rey ran towards the sound (suddenly noticing her belly jiggling every which way) as she pulled her quarter-staff out of the sand and jogged up the dune.

As she moved closer, she noted a small BB-8 unit trapped in the net of a Teedo, who was yelling something in its native language. Running over, she yelled out, causing the Teedo to stop and gesture at Rey. Kneeling down (noting her belly squishing against her thighs and her breasts being pushed upwards), she untangled the BB unit, responding with a string of unintelligible words, causing the Teedo to gesture wildly before moving off.

Rey, slightly out-winded by the physical exertion huffed slightly, hands on her knees as she bent over. As she did, she noticed the BB-8 unit looking at her, its 'head' inclined. Shaking her head, she panted slightly before responding "That's Teedo. He has no respect for anyone." The droid whined in response, beeping in a display of what an uneducated observer would mistake for confusion.

Rey responded "Me? I'm... no-one. What about you? Where's your master?". The droid whined in response, causing Rey to snort, sarcastically replying "Really? Me too. Big secret, need to know basis really". Straightening up, she gestured out towards Nima, stating "Nima Outpost is that way. Watch for the sand-dunes, and especially the Sarlacc" as she began to walk off.

The BB unit beeped, and began to follow her, causing her to look back in astonishment, replying "Don't follow me!" However, looking at the droid, she relented, grumbling "You can come with me..." Hearing the droid squeal in excitement, she amended herself "But in the morning you go."

***

As Rey emptied out the speeder, she noted BB-8 emit a confused beep, as it looked around. Turning to the small droid, she smiled slightly, wistfully replying "I'm not sure. I guess I'll just wait here until they come back... and maybe I can lose a bit of this weight" Turning back to the speeder, she didn't notice the droid emit a snarky whine.

Dumping the sack of salvage on Unkar's desk, she stood, arms folded impatiently. After a few moments, Unkar grunted, slowly stating " These are worth... one quarter portion". Rey, taken aback, lightly questioned "Last month they were worth 40. What happened?"

Unkar grumbled "Blame the galactic market. However, I will give you something for that droid", nodding to BB-8, who squeaked in surprise. "70 portions" dumping an immense pouch onto the table in front of him.

Rey, shocked, slowly moved towards the table, reaching out and touching the large pile of portions. However, she looked down, glimpsing BB-8, the droid's expression best resembling an inquisitive look. Seeing that look, she knew deep inside that she couldn't do this, muttering "Sorry, but the droid's not for sale", taking her quarter portion and leaving, motioning for BB-8 to come, not noticing Unkar's growl as she left, and his instructions to "get me that droid"

As she walked through the marketplace, BB-8 was suddenly accosted by two large men, who threw a net over the droid, causing the unit to emit a squeal. Rey, turning around, exclaiming "Hey!" before feeling herself being lifted into the air by two arms wrapped around her waist. Elbowing her assailant in the face, she dropped to the ground, rushing over and clocking the other in the face with her staff, before spinning around, not noticing the first guy getting up as her belly whacked him in the head, knocking him to the ground. Rey, slightly embarrassed by the display, quickly rushed over to BB-8, untying the small droid.

As she brushed down the BB unit, it began to emit a hail of squawks and screeches, motioning frantically to the side of her. Turning around, she noted a black man in a battered jacket, looking slightly confusedly at her. Turning back, she questioned "Him?", BB-8 affirming with a beep. Giving her attention back to the man, she ran towards him, an angry expression evident on her face. Seeing him run away, she altered her approach slightly, her knowledge of the Market helping her immensely as she cut him off in a slightly unorthodox manner, as the man ran smack into her doughy stomach, knocking him flat on his back as he groaned.

"Where did you get that jacket?" she questioned him angrily, as BB-8 zapped him, causing him to yelp, exclaiming "Look, I've had a pretty messed up day alright, so I'd appreciate it if... OW!" as BB-8 shocked him again. "Where did you get it? It belongs to his master" she questioned. Upon hearing that, the man's head dropped, as he closed his eyes, before addressing BB-8 "His name was Poe Dameron. That was his name right?"

***

After the man had explained how he ended up on Jakku, Poe’s unfortunate end, how he was with the Resistance, and BB-8's carrying of a map to Luke Skywalker, Rey decided to let him up, excited at the prospect of adventure and the confirmation of the myth of the last Jedi. However, as he got to his feet, the man noted the appearance of two First Order troopers, who, dually noting the duo, began firing at them, sparks flying from stalls as the bolts whizzed around them. Exclaiming "Run!" the fighter grabbed Rey's hand, causing Rey to emit a shocked "Oy!" as she was pulled along.

As Rey and the man sprinted away, BB-8 rolling alongside them, as blaster bolts whizzed past them, they were suddenly hurled to the side as an explosion next to them. As she dusted herself off, she noticed the soldier lying prone in the dust. Running over, she exclaimed "Come on!" reaching out a hand. As he took it, Rey internally smiled "Ironic".

However, the TIE fighters refused to let up, raining down blaster fire. Both her and the soldier ran hectically towards an empty patch of sand, as he exclaimed "We'll never outrun them!" Rey, concentrating on the distant blip, replied "We might in that quad-jumper!". Outraged, the man yelled "That won't work! What about that one?

Rey, continuing to run, called "That one's garbage!". Despite this assertion, the explosion of the quad-jumper in front caused her to turn back, replying "The garbage will do" running towards an old Corellian freighter.

As she ran to the pilot's seat, noticing the jiggling of her belly and breasts as the wrappings reached their limit, she flopped down into the seat, sighing as her belly oozed out over the controls. Yelling for the soldier and BB-8 to "Hold on!" she gunned the engines, silently repeating "I can do this"

***

After escaping Jakku (with the aid of the mysterious man, who she now knew was named Finn) Rey set the ship to autopilot, and began to explore the rusted hulk of the ship. As she meandered through the labyrinth of corridors, she came across a room that was sealed shut. Intrigued, she opened the door, her eyes widening as she took in the sight.

The small alcove was filled with what looked to be some sort of yellow paste contained within a few large containers. Opening one and bending over to taste the mixture, she noted the familiar taste of portions. Unkar must have used this as some sort of food storage. That sneaky Crolute. However, as she turned to leave, she felt her stomach complain loudly, her bloated gut now requiring sustenance. Turning back to the paste, she shrugged, kneeling down and spooning a few gulps into her mouth. Despite her attempts to remain civil, her eating soon devolved into merely cramming as much of the paste into her mouth, not even noticing how quickly she demolished the containers.

Burping slightly as she slumped back, her legs pushing the last empty container away, Rey awkwardly extended her arms, grabbing what little flesh she could and rubbing it, attempting to sooth the storm within. Hearing her stomach emit some sludgy grumbles, she straightened up awkwardly, noting how her belly now extended outwards, an enormous boulder of strained flesh. Waddling slightly as she gingerly moved to what she assumed was a bedroom, collapsing back and into unconsciousness as her belly groaned, gurgled and jiggled.

***

Despite the brief relaxation, both Rey and Finn found themselves racing against time, as Rey had discovered a broken pipe that could flood the ship with poisonous gas. Up to her waist in the shaft, she quickly worked against the clock, not aided by Finn's inability to find the correct tool. However, the main issues were her belly and breasts, having majorly swollen since her binge, as her boulder belly and immense butt cheeks squished against the hard metal, oozing within the enclosed space.

As Rey straightened up, having fixed the major issue for the time being, she noticed out of the corner of her eye Finn and BB-8 thumbs-upping each other. Disregarding it, she attempted to lift herself out of the hole, only to slam back down again. She tried again, only to be met with the same result. Finn noticed something was wrong, inquiring "What's up?"

Rey, slightly embarrassed, replied sheepishly "Well, I think I'm... stuck". Finn, realizing the awkwardness of the situation, rubbed the back of his head, looking down around her. "Alright, just grab on." he stated, extending his hand down. Rey grabbed it and heaved, her other hand pushing back her massive pot belly. This time however, the situation was interrupted by the ship lurching to the side, Finn tumbling to the side as Rey slammed back down with an oof.

Moving away, shouting he'd come back, Finn ran to check the ship, leaving Rey stuck in the vent. 'Great. Just great" she grumbled to herself, wobbling her massive belly as it pushed over the lip of the vent. However, her introspection was interrupted by Finn's return, yelling "We're caught in a tractor beam! It's the First Order!"

***

Finn sighed loudly, moving his body slightly, causing his foot to squish against Rey's butt. Looking down and motioning for him to be quiet, Rey poked her head slightly above the vent, in time to see the door open, and the thuds of the invaders. Ducking back down, she motioned to Finn, who nodded silently. The thuds grew louder and louder, however, as they drew closer, they suddenly ceased, a grizzled voice exclaimed "Chewie... we're home"

Rey was ecstatic. I'm on the Millennium Falcon with Han Solo. The Han Solo! Her voice high with excitement, she bombarded him with questions, almost yelling "This is the Millennium Falcon! You're Han Solo!" Han merely grunted "I used to be. Look, I appreciate that you found me the Falcon, but we have to get going. We'll drop you off at the nearest inhabited system and then we're leaving"

Hearing this, BB-8 let out a shrill whine. Finn interjected "You knew Luke Skywalker right? This droid has a map leading to him " At the mention of the Jedi Master, Han slowly turned, the duo seeing the distant look of nostalgia and adventure written across Han's face. Exhaling and running a hand over his face, he slowly replied "Always knew they'd come back. Rey confused, inquired "The Jedi were real?"

Han slowly nodded, replying with a tone of nostalgia and remembrance "I used to wonder that myself. Thought it was a bunch of mumbo-jumbo-magical power holding together good, evil, the dark side and the light. Crazy thing is, it's true. The Force, the Jedi, all of it"

After that, he straightened up, stating strongly "Alright, strap yourselves in. I've got a friend in a system not far from here. She'll be able to get your droid back to the Resistance"

***

Rey stared around in wide-eyed wonder, too engrossed by the scenery around her to even notice Han and Finn disembarking the ship. As Han stood beside her, she exclaimed in a wondrous whisper "I didn't think there was this much green in the whole galaxy...", however Finn pulled at her arm, gesturing for her to come. As they ascended the steps of the courtyard, Han warned them "Don't stare.". Confused, they replied "At what?" Han, gesturing widely, responded "Any of it." opening the doors to an enormous cantina.

As they moved inside, they observed the hustle and bustle of aliens back and forward, before a loud cry of "Han Solo!" pierced the noise, causing everyone to cease talking, as Rey noticed a small, ancient creature moving towards them, acknowledging "This must be Maz" Han greeted Maz, as the small alien impishly questioned "Where's my boyfriend?"

Han gestured outside, replying "Chewie's outside, repairing the hyperdrive" Maz nodded, stating "I like that Wookiee. Well, I assume you need something. Desperately. Come." she gestured, leaping to the floor and moving through the throng, Rey and Finn following behind, as Rey smelt the delicacies of alien cuisine, her belly growling in response.

By the time they reached the table, Rey's belly had graduated from growls to thunderous roars. Seeing blue chunks of what looked to be food in a container, Rey grabbed it, gluttonously shoveling the nibbles in as she let out a low moan of release. Reaching out, she snagged a bowl of what looked to be green slime, pulling the bowl back and slurping down the green mixture. Despite her speedy eating, she never appeared to run out of food, as the alien waiters continued to replenish her stocks.

Blindly grasping a dark brown pitcher, she slurped the contents (what appeared to be blue milk) down, slamming the pitcher down as she let out a resounding belch. Hearing that, the waiter quickly replaced the empty pitcher with a full one, as Rey continued to gluttonously devour meal after meal of alien food, unaware of the sheer volume of what she was eating.

After what seemed like hours, Rey finally slumped back in her chair, groaning as the sensation of fullness hit her like a train. Sluggishly looking upwards, she noticed both Maz and Han staring at her, an expression of confusion writ across both their faces. Belching slightly as she pressed her stomach (swollen to the point where a pregnant belly carrying triplets would look small beside it) she groaned "Where's Finn?"

Maz gestured to a dark corner, where Finn was engaged in conversation with two other aliens. "He's leaving. Getting passage to the Outer Rim with those two". Hearing this, her eyes widened as she pushed back her chair and heaved herself to her feet, bracing herself as the weight of her titanic gut shifted. She quickly waddled towards Finn, maneuvering her bulky belly and massive rear behind her, suddenly noticing the rolling and jiggling of the two wrecking balls of heft.

"Finn?" She incredulously replied, moving to a stop as she reached him, her belly only centimeters from touching him, Finn turning around as he heard her voice, the look of pain clearly evident across his face. "What are you doing? You can't just abandon your mission"

Finn sighed painfully, the look of pain not disappearing from his face. "I'm not with the Resistance. Rey, I’m a storm trooper. I just want to get as far away from the First Order as possible" Reaching for her hand, he clasped it, resting it on top of her ocean of flab. "Come with me. We can just leave here; go wherever we want." Grasping his harder, she looked into his eyes, almost imploring him "Don't go"

However, Finn let her hand go, causing it to bounce off her gargantuan gut. "Take care of yourself Rey" he muttered sadly, moving towards the open door, as Rey reached out for him. However, the door quickly closed, and Finn was gone.

***

As Rey sat in the cantina, feeling the satisfied gurgles of her belly as it digested the enormous feast, she heard the sounds of what appeared to be a crying child. Moving towards the sounds, she descended the stairs, hearing the cries grow ever stronger. As she reached the room where the crying originated, she opened the door, revealing a locked wooden box. Opening it, she glimpsed a metal cylinder, a gold button evident on the side.

However, as she touched it, her mind was overwhelmed by visions. She saw a corridor of a mysterious city, as a cry echoed, she saw a girl on Jakku, she saw a group in the rain, a red lightsaber evident, she saw a hooded figure outside a burning temple, the same red blade in the snow... She fell backwards, slipping and sliding as she shot out of the room, hearing a mysterious voice whisper Rey, these are your first steps...

Seeing Maz standing there, she tearfully uttered "I shouldn't have gone in there. What was that?" Maz, trembling with excitement, replied "That lightsaber was Luke's, and his father's before him, and now, it calls to you!" Shaking her head, Rey confusedly replied "Why? What does it want?" still trembling from the visions she witnessed All that death....

Max slowly moved towards Rey, soothingly explaining "I am no Jedi, but I know the Force. It binds us, connects us. And now, it's calling to you. Just...let it in." resting her hand on Rey's massive belly.

Starting upwards, Rey shook her head vehemently, exclaiming "No! I'm never going near that again!" running up the stairs, her hands holding her belly as she sprinted into the forest, sparing a solitary look back before continuing into the foliage.

However, Rey had neglected to take into consideration her decreased fitness levels, as well as the disorientating effect of her colossal belly, the titanic stomach sloshing and wobbling enough to throw her off balance. This was to say nothing of her mammoth butt, the boulders of butt fat shaking up a storm as she ran, and her breasts, the gigantic spheres jiggling and wobbling as she panted.

Moreover, the blurring caused by the strenuous exercise and the wobbling of her assets caused her to completely misjudge the location of a rock, sending her flying through the air as she fell onto her enormous gut, the impact dislodging a tremendous belch from the recesses of her stomach.

BREHAUUURAUUURRRRPPPPPP!

Her head shooting up as she finished the enormous belch, she pushed herself up, looking around to ensure no-one was around. "Thank goodness no-one heard that" she muttered, massaging her enormous stomach.

"Oh, I don't know about that" she heard a low voice growl, Rey spinning around to witness a masked man clad all in black emerge from the forest. Turning to run, she found herself unable to run. She was unable to move! Helpless, she slowly turned back around, seeing the man gesture towards himself, and she felt herself move closer, now close enough for him to run his hand over her face, causing her to squirm in discomfort.

The man suddenly stopped, hand still outstretched, his tone difficult to distinguish behind the mask as he stated "The map to Skywalker. You've seen it." However, he was interrupted by a transmission, the shrill voice exclaiming "The Resistance are here my Lord! We're taking heavy casualties!" The man merely stated "Pull the men back to the ship" then, stating as he looked at Rey, a sinister edge coloring his voice "We have what we need" waving his hand over her face, as darkness suddenly overtook her.

***

As Rey awoke from unconsciousness, she felt the foreign sensation of a tube lodged in her throat, which was unable to be moved by the frantic movements of her jaw. Looking down, she glimpsed the outlines of a few stormtroopers checking a panel next to her, however, her attention was brought to one who stood directly in front of her.

"Tell us what you know" the stormtrooper ordered, however, they were met with stony silence from Rey. Again ordering Rey to "tell us where the Resistance are", the trooper was again met with silence. Shaking their head, the stormtrooper gestured to another, who turned a switch on, causing a low rumble to begin from the roof, as Rey noticed a dull white substance moving down the pipe towards her.

"The contents of this tube will make you more susceptible to our methods, by increasing your weight and eliminating your presence of mind by stuffing you to the point of fullness". As the paste moved into her throat, Rey attempted to resist, spit out the tube, to do anything, however, the tube was too strong, and she felt the substance settle in the pit of her stomach, already feeling the dull sensation of fullness in the pit of her stomach.

Looking down at the stormtrooper, she groaned, attempting to appeal to the trooper. However, all she got was a curt "Enjoy your meal, scavenger scum" as the grunt left the room, causing Rey to slump back, resigned to her fate.

Rey slowly rose back to consciousness, groaning as the light stabbed into her eyes, immediately noticing the lack of a tube in her mouth. Looking down, she could tell she had packed on some more pounds, her belly pushing against her wrappings more, and her colossal ass pushing her up slightly more, as her breasts took up a significant portion of her vision.

Looking up, she glimpsed the outline of the man who had abducted her seated a few feet away from her. However, as she tried to rise, she was pulled back by the restraints on her legs and arms. Turning her head towards the man, she asked "Where am I?"

The man merely replied "You're my guest" casually, as though this was a normal situation. Unperturbed, Rey continued to question him "Where are the others?"

Cocking his head slightly to the side, he again stated "You mean the murderers, traitors and thieves you call friends? You'll be relieved to hear I have no idea" Noticing her gritted teeth and sharp exhales, he responded with a hint of humor in his voice "You still want to kill me". Gritting her teeth, Rey inclined her head slightly, responding "That happens when you're being hunted by a creature in a mask"

Hearing that, the man reached up and touched a button, causing the helmet to release with a hiss. As he stood up, he placed the mask down, allowing Rey to glimpse his features, a tall thin man, with a pointed face and what looked to be a permanent frown. Rey stared, and then looked away quickly. 'That was... underwhelming."  Moving behind her, Kylo crossed his hands behind his back, inquiring "Tell me about the droid". Gritting her teeth, Rey responded "I'm... not telling you anything". Moving back around, Kylo smiled, in what looked to be sadness, but to Rey, looked more like a sadistic grin "You will, trust me" as his hand extended outwards, as Rey grunted, feeling the cold touch of the dark side in her mind.

You're so lonely. So afraid to leave. At night, desperate to sleep... you imagine an ocean. I see it... I see the island. And Han Solo. You feel like he's the father you never had. He would have disappointed you" she heard Kylo muse. Mustering all her strength, she replied "Get out of my head!"

As Kylo probed further, his touch seemed to break a long-hidden barrier in her thoughts. Feeling a sudden surge in energy, Rey looked up at Kylo, hints of sweat and confusion evident on his face. As she continued to push back, she felt Kylo's mind, panting out "You... You're afraid that you will never be as strong as Darth Vader!" causing Kylo to lurch back, fear, shock and anger evident on his face, as he turned, grabbing his mask and moving towards the exit.

However, before he left, he turned back, exclaiming "You should have told me. Now you're going to suffer" exiting the room, as three stormtroopers entered, grabbing the tube and attaching it to Rey despite her protests, as the sludge poured down the tube, faster and in higher volumes then last time.

***

Rey started as she awoke from unconsciousness again noticing the lack of the tube and the fact that she had clearly and noticeably packed on weight. However, she again felt the mysterious energy from before, as she noticed a lone stormtrooper within the room. Waving her hand as much as she could, she stated "You will remove these restraints, and leave the cell with the door open". However, the stormtrooper replied confusedly "Excuse me?"

Not perturbed, she tried again, the response being "I will tighten them, scavenger!". Trying again, and willing it to work, she was surprised to hear the grunt repeat her statement, accompanied moments later by the unlocking of her restraints, and the door remaining open as the trooper left.

Rubbing her wrists as she dropped down, she took a few seconds to observe her body. Her former status on Jakku as chubby was now a distant memory, as Rey was now full-on fat. Her breasts were enormous, the former globes now colossal first-prize pumpkins of flesh and heft, wobbling back and forth as she moved, and straining her wrappings to the limit, exposing an enormous line of cleavage.

Continuing down, her belly had grown to a ridiculous size. A pregnant belly carrying triplets would look small next to Rey's gargantuan gut, the colossal planet of belly flab swelling out from her torso, causing her to almost waddle in an attempt to awkwardly carry the titanic tub of belly blubber. Her ass had also expanded to an insane size, the former toned cheeks now twin boulders of flab, her butt looking big enough to crush a chair beneath the two colossal cheeks. Her thighs had also grown to enormous pillars of blubber, swelling from beneath her outfit, and jiggling as she moved towards the door.

Waddling slightly, sloshing slightly as she maneuvered her gut from side to side, she emitted a low whistle, exclaiming "Oh boy..." as she took in her new fatness. However, the urgency of the situation necessitated her immediate removal from the scene, her belly emitting gurgles and grumbles as it sloshed back and forth.

As Rey slowly snuck around the base, she came across a large door. Jiggling over towards it, the door suddenly opened. Hearing the sound of stormtroopers approaching, she ducked inside quickly, sealing the door behind her. Exhaling loudly, she turned around, only to find herself in what looked to be a storeroom, boxes and crates stacked around her, the beige pillars stretching across the room, which looked to have no exits, causing Rey to sigh "Seriously? Only way out?"

However, her irritation was interrupted by a low gurgling deep in her belly, the constant movement disturbing the massive sphere, causing bubbles of gas to maneuver up her throat, causing her to emit a loud belch:

BURRRPPPP!

However, as she did so, she felt something 'push' from her, as her belch caused a section of boxes to clatter to the floor, as Rey stared, dumbstruck at what she just witnessed. "OK... that was weird." she exclaimed, looking behind her to see if anyone heard her burp from the corridor. That was almost like what legend says the Jedi used... but I'm not a Jedi she thought confusedly. Shaking her head, she refocused herself Got to get outta here, and away from Emo-Ren she thought determinedly.

Re-opening the door, and sneaking out into the corridor, Rey noticed a First Order shuttle parked idly in the cruiser bay. Bingo she thought. However, she noticed a patrol of stormtroopers rounding the corner away from her. That means the next one isn't too far behind. I need to get out of the open she hurriedly thought. Using her knowledge of the Star Destroyer layout, she glanced over the edge, seeing a pipe down which she could shimmy. Perfect. she grinned, already dropping down to the pipe. However, she had neglected to consider the magnitude of her belly, as it squished around the pole, making her descent an awkward affair.

Despite the interruption, Rey eventually dropped down, noticing a hatch off to her right. She reached a hand in, using her technological smarts to hotwire the door to open. Hearing the hiss, she attempted to maneuver her titanic belly through, eventually succeeding after much jiggling and wobbling, however, her colossal ass refused to cooperate, the vast cheeks squished against the sides of the wall. Grunting and heaving, Rey puffed out "Come...on... you!" gripping the poles to her side and yanking with all her might, resulting in her butt popping out, causing her to fall flat on her face, causing another loud belch to escape her lips.

Grumbling as she stood up, dusting herself off, she wound her way deep into the interior of the ship, avoiding stormtroopers by hiding, a process not made easy by her belly's continual demands for sustenance, causing her to massage the hefty globe to assuage the sensation. Ducking around a corner, she opened a door, gasping and jumping when Finn was on the other side, prompting the same response from the former stormtrooper.

"Oh my... Finn! What are you doing here?" she exclaimed, rushing over towards him. Finn whispered excitedly "Looking for you! What happened to you?" poking her belly inquisitively. Rey blurted out a "Oy!" slapping Finn's hand away. "Nothing, just... some stuff". She was thankful when BB-8 rolled up, whistling excitedly. Finn looked confusedly at the droid, then at Rey "What's he saying?"

Rey, too busy deciphering the droid, didn't answer at first, yet when the droid was done, she turned slowly to look at Finn "That this whole thing was...your idea." she slowly uttered, embracing Finn in a tight hug. Finn, surprised, but happy nonetheless, accepted, a grin evident across his face.

"Ahem" she heard from behind Finn, as she looked up, glimpsing Han Solo and Chewbacca, both holding weapons and looking slightly rushed. the former motioning for them to hurry up. "Escape now, hug later." Quickly releasing Finn, she moved in behind Han, as the group backtracked towards the exit, bracing themselves as the cold wind blasted them.

Noticing the flashes of light in the distance, Finn exclaimed "It's the Resistance!" Grabbing his binoculars, Han stared intently into the distance. After a few minutes, he put them down, exclaiming "It's not going to be enough. They need an opening of some sort" At that, Chewie let out a loud growl, which caused Han to grin widely "I like where this is going..."

After running towards the shield generator (Rey's belly grumbling and complaining the whole way), the quadruplet found themselves at the bottom of the generator. Seeing a panel, Rey exclaimed "I could open that, and that might get you a way in?" Han nodded, readying his blaster, as Chewie checked the explosives.

As Rey shimmied underneath the console, she took a second to curse the expansion of her chest, the enormous outcropping of heft obscuring a decent portion of her vision, and wobbling to and fro as she attempted to work. Nonetheless, after much painstaking effort and a veritable sea of jiggling flesh, Rey finally unlocked the door, allowing Han and Chewie access. "They're in!" she heard Finn exclaim "Let's go! They're going to need help!" Rey tried to accede, however, she found herself unable to move, her gargantuan boulder of flab too massive for the gap in the console "Uh, Finn?" she softly questioned "I might need some help here..."

***

As Finn and Rey ascended the generator, Rey tried to disguise her panting, and her general state of exhaustion. Getting her out of that console had been an absolute mission, involving Finn pulling with all his might, as Rey's belly refused to surrender its spot underneath the console. As they reached the final step, she tried to disguise the expression of relief on her face. However, as Finn opened the door, that expression changed to one of confusion, as she saw Han walking out onto a walkway. What's he doing?

Rey and Finn ran into the snowy forest, avoiding the crumbling ground and the falling branches, as they dodged in between trees. He's gone. But he can't be gone Rey thought feverishly, as the two of them ran into a clearing. However, their path was blocked by Kylo, who was holding his extended lightsaber, as well as his side, blood dripping onto the grass beneath him, as he screamed "We're not done!"

Glaring at him with hatred, Rey yelled "You're a monster!", running towards him, causing a storm of jiggling to erupt across her body. Despite this, Kylo merely flicked his hand back, and Rey felt her body leave the ground, as she slammed into a tree, knocking her unconscious.

***

Rey awoke, groggily raising her head out of the snow, as she heard Finn scream in pain. Shaking her head, she attempted to rise, only to be dragged down by the mass of her stomach, a decent section still in the cold snow. Straightening upwards, clearing the last vestiges of unconsciousness from her mind, she stumbled towards the flashes of light in the distance. When she got there, she restrained a gasp. Finn lay unconscious in the snow, as Kylo stood with his back to her, gesturing outwards towards what looked to be the hilt of the lightsaber.

Desperate to stop him, but too tired to prevent him, she instead reached out, begging, pleading with all her mind, for the lightsaber to come to her, and not Ren. Feeling Kylo's own anger and pain, she pushed harder, fighting with every inch of her willpower. Suddenly, the lightsaber spun out of the snow, almost knocking Kylo in the face before Rey caught it, a confused expression on her face. How did I do that?

Growling in irritation, Kylo moved towards her, igniting his blood-red sabre in a cloud of steam. Rey, realizing his offensive stance, ignited the weapon, just in time to deflect Kylo's strike. However, Kylo didn't yield despite his injuries, slowly forcing the lightsaber down.

Pushing back, Rey ejected him off her, causing a jiggle to spread through her body. Retreating as fast as she could, sobs escaping her as she fell backwards, swinging the lightsaber at Kylo, who relentlessly advanced, an arbiter of hatred. As she put a foot down, the ground suddenly shifted and she lost her balance, her belly dragging her downwards, causing her to slip and fall, enabling Kylo to close the gap, sneering as he shouted "That lightsaber belongs to me! Not you! You can't even stand up!" punctuating his remarks with increasingly uncontrolled blows upon Rey's lightsaber.

Eventually, Ren had pushed her back to the edge of the cliff, aided by Rey's body seemingly betraying her, the tub of blubber wobbling and shaking as it impeded her movements and defensive motions. Sensing an opportunity, Kylo slammed his lightsaber into Rey's, causing a flash of purple light as the opposites met. Barely defending, Rey looked in horror as the blade moved downwards.

Kylo, his voice obscured by the hissing of the snow, yelled "You need a teacher! I can show you the ways of the Force!". Hearing those words, Rey stopped, remembering the visions from Maz's catina. "The Force..." she whispered. Closing her eyes, she finally allowed the Force within to awaken, feeling it fill her with new found strength. Opening her eyes, she glared at Kylo, who looked confusedly at her. Opening her mouth, she emitted an enormous belch, augmented with Force power, the blast causing her flab to wobble and jiggle.

BREHAUUURAUUURRRRPPPPPP!  

Kylo was blasted backwards, his back slamming into the tree. He quickly arose, his teeth gritted in anger, only to be surprised by Rey slamming her bulk into him, disrupting his balance further as his lightsaber rose upwards, shielding him from the incoming blade.

As Kylo straightened up, hatred and fury blazing from his eyes, Rey swung the lightsaber, the blades crackling against each other. Wrath blazing in his eyes, Kylo pushed back, causing Rey to fall backwards. Despite this, Rey's head snapped upwards, another belch escaping her lips, however, this one only pushed Kylo away, enabling Rey to heft herself upwards.

Swinging the lightsaber with precision and strength, Rey managed to beat the Sith backwards, slowly forcing Kylo into more and more of a defensive position. This culminated in a final lock of blades, which, unlike the other times, ended with Rey forcing his blade into the snow, burning his hand to the point where he yelled, releasing the blade and recoiling, enabling Rey to slash him across the face.

In spite of Rey's victory, she was unable to press her advantage, the planet's destruction causing an immense fissure to form, separating the two foes. As they stared across the abyss, a mutual thought flashed across their minds This isn't over before Rey turned and ran back, dashing between the trees as she sprinted back to Finn, her breasts jiggling as she moved.

As she saw Finn's prostrate form, she slipped, catching onto his unconscious body "Finn? Finn! Please wake up! Please..." she yelled, tears stinging her vision as she looked around helplessly. There's no way out. We're stuck here... she thought hopelessly, her head hanging in resignation.

As if delivered by divine intervention, her vision was caught by a bright light descending through the trees, and the sound of a battered engine setting the Millennium Falcon on the ground, Chewbacca evident at the controls. Grinning in response, Rey ran towards the ship, gesturing to Chewie to pick up Finn as the planet caved in around them.

***

As the ship settled down at the rocky outcropping over the ocean, Rey stepped off, breathing in the salty sea air. After escaping the planet and returning to the Resistance, Rey had left Finn in the care of the medical doctors, and comforting Leia, both grieving for the loss of Han. The loss was tempered by the discovery of the final piece of the map to Luke, Rey volunteering immediately.

However, as she looked upwards, glimpsing the multitude of stairs to the ruins of the ancient Jedi temple, she thought This may have been easier in my head she thought sarcastically, beginning the ascent to the temple.

***

As she stepped up the last stair, Rey's hands fell to her knees, the female gasping for air. The climb to the stairs had taken everything from her, sweat pouring from her head, her wrappings stuck to her body. As she gasped, she saw a hooded figure standing in the distance, and she straightened upwards, moving forward a step,

As she moved, the figure turned, revealing a greyed beard, and Jedi robes, dirtied and ancient, his hands (one metal, one human) reaching up to his hood, pulling it down to reveal Luke Skywalker.

Reaching down to her side, she grasped at the lightsaber handle, gripping a section of her love handle before retracting the blade, handle first to Luke, looking him straight in the eyes. He looked back, eyes both old with tiredness, and yet still possessing a hint of youth as he opened his mouth to say...

***