Rey’s mental hold over the simple alien vanished as her entrails burst from the torn seam of her once-smooth skin. The Gamorrean, disturbed by the odd feeling stomped its foot down and swung both halves to its bulging sides. Tossing her bisected legs to the sandy floor, the guard held her torso by the scruff of her neck and growled at her agonized face. The snot running from the Guard’s mouth did little to get Rey’s attention, as she was gazing in horror as her slick entrails were dropping out of her like smooth strands of rope. Using what little strength she had left, Rey lifted her petrified face to meet her killer’s gaze. Raising her ruined hands slowly, Rey weakly tried to blast the Gamorrean with a force push, only serving to ruffle his fur covering instead. The pig-like creature cocked his head in confusion and assumed that his quarry was trying-somehow-to fight him. Chuckling with amusement, the Gamorrean twitched his powerful fingers and slugged her in the stump of her gut.

Any hope Rey had of passing peacefully abandoned her as more of her insides flopped out. Looking up to glare at her killer with a mixture of rage and agony on her face, the dying Jedi reached out with a sudden resolve to slap the guard. The force of will once used to power her overbearingly strong connection to the Force now served as a final reserve to spite the bastard. Whipping her shattered hand into the guard’s face, the Jedi lacked the strength to scream for the addition pain she herself had caused and slumped down in her vice of green flesh. Letting out a final gasp of breath from her torn lungs, Rey was finally snuffed out.

Rey’s lifeless torso flopped to the floor in gruesome fashion while the 2 guards fiddled with her belongings. Taking hold of her staff, the smaller of the pair smacked his larger brethren on the head with it. The larger Gamorrean chuckled with amusement and took the weapon away, swatting his comrade on the arm. Finished with the staff for the moment, the pair spotted the polished hilt of her forgotten lightsaber. Glancing at one another, the pair grappled and squealed as they dashed towards the weapon. The Larger guard used his bulk to bully the smaller aside and took hold of the weapon. Due to his massive hands hitting the ignition switch, the bumbling fool stabbed himself in the foot and dropped the saber, grabbing his foot and squealing in pain. The smaller one let out a grunting barrage of outrageous laughter, holding his large belly as if to support the air in its lungs. Stopping and grabbing the shiny hilt, it made sure the emitter was facing up and hit the switch.

Still chuckling at his wounded comrade, the smaller guard turned back to the desecrated torso of the Jedi. Recalling what the droid had told him, the Gamorrean clumsily swung the hazardous blade around, slowly becoming familiar with its heft. Turning back to Rey, he swung the saber and lazily lopped off her head. Shutting the blade off, the guard hooked the loop on the hilt to a hook on his belt. Stooping over, the Gamorrean plucked Rey’s severed head from the floor and pondered what to do with it. Prodding her slack face and moving her open eyes to look around the cell, the alien saw her staff leaning against the wall and felt an idea form. Grabbing the staff, he set the tip to the smooth opening of the Jedi’s exposed throat and pressed.

The bulbous tip of the staff slid into her throat smoothly, with Rey’s open mouth serving as an indicator for how much deeper her could go. Pleased with the macabre staff, the Guard helped his comrade to his feet and grabbed Rey’s severed legs. Seeing the other playfully slap the corpse’s tits, he let out a loud grunt that-in their tongue-was a vague threat to get moving. Grunting with annoyance at the smaller Gamorrean’s brashness, the larger plucked the Jedi’s gory torso from the ground and wagged his head at the smaller. The other guard refused however, grunting once more as if to say, “Just make it fast.”

The larger piggy shrugged and freed his slug-like cock once again, shifting the mutilated torso in such a way that slipping into the mess of her chest would be simple. Feeling the Jedi’s cracked spine scrape along his thick penis, the Gamorrean felt the resistance of a human diaphragm hit his member. Resting his massive hands on the slim shoulders, the guard pressed down hard and finally pierced the tough muscle! Rapid thrusts turned Rey’s organs into bloody chunks of stringy muscle, the sheer brutality of the act forcing her very bones to flex and bend forwards. For the guard, his actions served as vengeance for the thumb-sized hole in his foot. Seeing his comrade’s foot begin to stomp on the bloody sand, the larger grunted and squealed, ramming in harder and faster, the larger swapped between thrusting up into the torso and lifting and dropping said toy. After another 2 minutes of this he finally came. As the thick semen dribbled from the desecrated torso, the guard nodded and chuckled before tossing Rey’s arms over his shoulders, using them as backpack straps. Finally satisfied with their complete domination of the Jedi scum, the pair headed to Zorba’s personal chamber.

The ancient Hutt loud out a batch of raucous laughter as the Jedi’s fate was revealed to him in full. Rey’s severed head gracing the top of her staff. Her final expression of rage and terror was dwarfed by her cum-dripping halves. Zorba calmed himself and directed the two guards to drop her bisected corpse at the base of his large belly, well withing reaching distance. As the guttural words flowed from his massive mouth the two Gamorreans took their places beside the doorway, pleased to hold the Jedi’s staff as the nearly stripped remains were salivated over. Zorba grabbed her torso first, lapping his tongue over her meager breasts before focusing on the oddly erect nipples. Dropping her torso to the ground, Zorba reached for the shapely legs resting against him and opened wide.

Dropping her ruined lower half in and biting down, Zorba sucked in what little blood was left in her legs. Getting a majority of her lower appendages down quickly enough, he waved the guard holding Rey’s staff over and ripped it from the piggy’s hand. Resting the base on the dais, Zorba gazed into the lifeless eyes of the Jedi’s severed head. Seeing her top half lying on the stone of his bed, he shrugged and plucked the head from the tip, ordering his guards to ram her remains onto the weapon as well. The handy hole that the larger Gamorrean had made in her diaphragm helped immensely, letting the tip of the staff slid smoothly from the stump of her neck. Tossing the head back to a guard, Zorba watched as Rey was mounted once again before taking the staff.