Typically I come up with titles for my works right before posting them, but this one came to me quicker than usual.
The image I used is of Raene Tye, done by b9tribeca on Fur Affinity.
All persons depicted are fictitious, not owned by me (Raene Tye is a Star Wars OC owned by Avia Bloodbourn; Star Wars is owned by Lucasfilm), and above the age of 18.
TRANSCRIPT:
On Dathomir, a female Rancor served valiantly for decades as a mount for one of the planet's most powerful witches... until the Empire took over. They killed any witches who resisted and ultimately set up a penal colony there. She was abducted along with thousands of other Rancors, sent across the galaxy to Imperial bases for live target practice.
Carida wasn't at all like Dathomir. Its gravity was more than double what she was used to, not to mention the distinct lack of any witches. With her strength halved, armored soldiers and vehicles shooting at her on a routine basis, and her new keepers treating her like garbage, her life was miserable to say the least. She saw plenty of other beasts resist and meet grim fates, without exception. Something deep inside her told her she had to survive, so she withstood the sustained punishment the best she could.
One night, she was startled awake by a pair of powerful blue and red lights appearing before her. She tried to growl and roar at them to ward them away, to hopefully give the impression of a predator and not have to be further brutalized, especially by some kind of thoroughly unknown beings.
The two lights faded into a Togruta and Lethan Twi'lek, both exceptionally beautiful and muscular. Her apprehension turned to serenity. Even a semi-sentient being like her could feel just how overwhelming powerful the two of them were.
They were Force Goddesses Ahosaa Taar and Amin'sifi. Sympathetic to the Rancor's plight, they made her into their guardian.
In an instant, she became suffused in raw divine power--incomprehensible, overwhelming power rushed through her body, filling her with ecstasy beyond imagination. Her body exploded in size, bursting with enormous muscles. A cock emerged over her vagina, rapidly growing to suit her new size. It immediately started dripping with precum as it continued growing. The universe itself was forced to submit before her infinite might.
Her colossal power came with intelligence to match the other two Force Goddesses. Fluency in every language used across the galaxy and even beyond, absolute mastery of the Force and the extent of her new powers, even the complete history of existence past, present, and future alike--everything the Force Goddesses knew, she now knew. It was thanks to all that that she realized how unfathomably fortunate she was. That, coupled with the irresistible intensity of the Force Goddess' ambient pheromones, resulted in her achieving a roaring orgasm. It spewed relentlessly from her colossal glowing cock with such force that it tore clear through her durasteel pen like it wasn't even there. Her luminous body became slick with sweat as she pushed herself to her limits... or rather, she attempted to, only to find that no such limits even existed! Her output tripled with that realization alone. Before long, Carida had a substantial field of cum surrounding it, obscuring much of the sky and crippling any ships that attempted to pass through it.
Through her ongoing hyper-orgasmic revelry, she thanked Ahosaa and Amin profusely for their wondrous gift. She realized that she didn't have a name like her fellow goddesses. It took her no time at all to come up with one: Raene Tye, the name of her former rider.
With the formalities out of the way, Ahosaa and Amin bombarded their new ally with divine pheromones, arousing her even more than her apotheosis did. In that moment, there was nothing Raene wanted more than to put her enormous cock to use.
Naturally, neither Ahosaa nor Amin had any objections.
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