TFA: Finalizer, the First Order Star Destroyer

From Create Your Own Story

You sit at your desk, eager to have something, anything to break the tone of boredom that had soaked so thoroughly into the room. You idle clean a smudge off your helmet, which sits staring back at you from the plain gray desk. You shiver ever so slightly as a chill sneaks into the office, and you can feel your nipples begin to stiffen, as you're only wearing an officer's uniform instead of your insulated Stormtrooper armor. You adjust your weight to become more comfortable, causing the rough fabric to stimulate your nipples even further, until they can just barely be seen poking against the shirt. Well, that's ONE way to pass the time. You slip one hand under the hem of your shirt, snaking up to massage your hefty left tit, rubbing back and forth across the nipple until it ached. A wicked thought enters your mind; something so depraved that you simply had to do it. With your free hand, you press the button to activate the communications terminal built into the desk.

Do you:

Summon a male Stormtrooper?

Summon a female Stormtrooper?

Star Wars: The Complete Erotic Saga
Character:
Captain Phasma
Setting:
The Force Awakens

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