I turned my little rant inspired by the artwork into a postcard. I like to send it to friends when we are having a day. I like to look at it myself when I’m having a day.
So if you are having a day… Here is a Fives & Echo digital post card for you!
Introducing female OCs (Debala & Mumu). Commander Cody gets some love too!
WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF SHEBBYS.
18+ MATURE THEMES
(CH. 2 is 18+ NSFW and well...you will have to go to my AO3 for that)
Wanted to get something done for Gregor! @clonetober this one is 🔥🔥🔥🔥
Thanks to @saint-tries @catsarefurrypeople for the beta love!
SHEB = "ASS" in Mando'a
SHEBBY = A beautiful piece of ass that loves clones and is loved by clones.
CH. 1 - GIRL MEETS BOY
Oddly, it was a busy weeknight at 79’s.
Debbie didn’t even bother to style her signature red hair this evening. Her bangs were perfectly straight as usual, and the uneven layers of her blunt bob looked more casual when she just let them be. She barely had any make-up on, save for this morning’s coat of mascara that now looked like a smokey eye framing her sea-green eyes. So what if some of the boys noticed her freckles tonight? Many of them already knew most of the freckles on her body. What could it hurt if they noticed them on her cheeks and nose? At least she had four different types of lip gloss somewhere buried in her purse, somewhere. Thankfully she had her comfiest strappy heels and the ever-reliable black halter maxi dress that looked sleek and sexy but fit like a cloud of nothing.
Debbie hadn’t seen this many clones out on a Wednesday night in a long time. Perhaps some mission had gone exceptionally well and she missed the holonet report. It was hard to keep up with all the war reels lately. She’d had a long day at work and was looking forward to a simple night in for her “alone time”. Debbie was very particular about her nights to relax and be by herself. She had finally mastered the balance of having a good time with others and having a good time just hanging with herself.
But, she forgot she promised Mumu, the latest gal who happily fell into the Shebby scene, that she would meet with her tonight and go over all the different terminology and rankings of the GAR. Being a shebby was about having a good time, but it was also like a research project, a form of civil service, and a masterclass in sexual empowerment too.
When the war first started and the clones took over the fledgling 79’s club, Debbie was there almost every night of the week. The rest of the city saw them as bizarre wonders of science that only served the purpose of fighting against the Separatists. Debbie and her girlfriends saw them as something so much more. Sure they were gorgeous, built, and way too much fun. But they also invoked a desperation to live in the moment. It was contagious. They lived half-lives. For clone soldiers, life in this fucked up galaxy moved at a hyperspeed pace with their accelerated aging and constant brushes with death. Every day alive was a gift to have and a curse to keep up the fight.
When she started hanging out with one, she couldn’t help but want to see how another was different. And then another. And then another. It never ended. A different version of the same man. A man that you wanted badly, who may or may not fancy you back, but there was always another one...who absolutely did.
“Deb! Deb! Fuck girl, the commandos are here tonight! I think it’s Foxtrot, right?”
“Oh, fuckin hell they are. Commander Cody owes me a threesome.”
“Deb! You are shameless.”
“You bet I am. I won that holodart game. Fucker can’t handle losing. I knew he would chicken out,” Debbie adjusted Mumu’s wide bra strap for her and tucked it back under her top. She swept Mu’s long jet black hair to cover it up. Mumu was petite but had the galaxy’s greatest tits in the world and no idea what to do with them. The fact that she didn’t show them off made the gentle sweetness about her even more adorable.
“He’s a great fuck that Cody. But most of his men are terrible. He needs to show them. I think he’s just greedy. Not like those 501st boys. Torrent squad alone, they could tie me up again—-”
“Again?” Mumu looked both horrified and intrigued.
“You heard me,” Deb signaled to the bartender, “they could tie me up again, fuck my brains out the lot of them, and just leave me there, waiting until they get back.”
“Was the new one Fives as good as everyone says?”
“Mumu? The answer is yes, of course. He is the best at eating pussy, that’s one gifted soldier. Especially in front of his brothers. He’s a showoff. Wait, stop—You didn’t fuck him that night? Mumu you gotta listen to me when I give solid advice.”
“Oh, I know. We didn’t do anything really. Some kissing. He’s such a good kisser. It was really sweet,” Debbie’s eyes narrowed with suspicion as she listened to Mumu’s gushing, “We were having so much fun laughing and he just walked me home.”
“He walked you home? Fives?! Aw, that is...sweet. That’s some Wolfe Pack shit. They always take their time. They like the chase.” Deb realized she may have to emotionally nurse another shebby back to life after Fives. Fives was a “shiny” in the 501st and new to the shebby scene himself. An ARC trooper clone that had that rare combo of infectious charisma, romantic intelligence, and a twisted pension for drama. He wasn’t a bad guy at all. He really did fall for every girl that fell for him. It was just that practically every girl fell for him first . The civvies were the ones who would end up going absolutely berserk and waiting for him outside 79’s or sneaking into the barracks to confront him about who he’s been seeing. Shebby gals had to make sure to let the boys have their fun and move on. But Fives was almost impossible to move on from for most gals. Half the girls that his twin, Echo, hooked up with were rebounding from Fives. This was even worse because Echo was probably the one they should have hooked up within the first place (if they were looking for the fully committed, caring, and dedicated one.) Those Domino shinies were a dangerously wonderful new addition to the 501st. And Debbie made sure to tell that Captain of theirs to watch out for them. “Rex, those two are going to either save the galaxy themselves or destroy every female they encounter. Maybe both.”
Who knows? Maybe Mumu’s porcelain skin was thicker than it looked.
“Well, you’ll fuck him, Mumu. I would say just stick with that. I mean it. Ignore him and stuff. Even if he actually likes you. Which you are so fucking cute, Mu — he’s for sure into you. But don’t get too hung up on him. I think that romance shit is a turn on for him. Fives get girls all crazy in love and it makes the sex really good but then he drops ‘em and starts this crazy game where he’s juggling three or four at once,” she threw back her shot. Mumu was nodding her head like a good student agreeing to an assignment she was never going to actually do. Then she mimicked Debbie and threw back her shot too.
The great Commander Cody of the 212th had finally made his way over to the bar a few meters away. He has two or three of his men trailing behind, as usual.
One catches Debbie’s eye, a rarity. That’s a new one . The new one also catches Debbie looking at him and gives her the naughtiest little “I caught you” grin that made her chest heave with fire that shot right down to her panties.
Debbie hesitated. Which Debbie doesn’t do. Fuck. Who the fuck is that?!
“Gregor!!!” Mumu shouted and dragged Debbie by the arm as she ran over to this ...Gregor .
“Yay! My dancing buddy!” Mumu ran over and gave him a kiss as he grabbed her waist and hugged her, smiling and laughing as Mumu threw her long black hair behind her shoulders. Gregor even wiped Mumu’s bangs out her face for her as she was squealing and laughing with him. Maker of men that was a sweet move.
Debbie made sure to go nowhere near that wild animal she had yet to tame. She then heads over to Commander Cody. She was his first shebby and he was her first clone. It seemed like ages ago. The clones somehow made time feel like it was flying. Now, Cody was more like an old friend worth a laugh or the once-in-a-while lovely night of reliable, great sex, “You’re a sore loser Commander Cody. I’m owed.”
“Debala. How’s your evening?”
“It could be better, Commander. I want what I’m owed.”
“You’ll have to pardon my delay. I’m in the middle of a galactic civil war.”
“Excuses, excuses.”
Cody laughs as he orders his drink letting Debbie continue, “You know, I was hoping the 212th actually appreciated what they were fighting for. You better not start slacking on us now... Victory is up to all of us! ” They both lazily said in unison, then Cody mimed jerking off as Debala mimed getting shot in the face.
Cody chimed in looking out at Gregor and Mumu, “I like the little soldier you brought with you tonight. Her tits are incredible. She should be falling over with that little body of hers.”
“Ohhhh no you don’t! I was very clear. This time I wanted you and one of your men. We had a deal. I beat you at holodarts fair and square and it’s been two weeks, CC-2224.”
“Oh, we’re going there, Deb?” He handed her water as he drank his beer.
Gregor and Mumu come barging into this grown-up conversation. Gregor is dancing while twirling Mumu and requesting permission all at the same time. Debbie is so turned on she knows she has a look of disgust on her face. “Permission to go get something to eat, sir?”
Cody sighed, “Gregor we just ate.”
“Always hungry, sir.”
Cody looks at Deb shaking his head, “It’s true.”
“Painfully true, sir,” he winks at Debbie, “plus I want to buy Mumu here some ice cream.”
Cody gives Gregor a dry commander’s tone, “Don’t eat her ice cream, Gregor. Girls don’t like that.”
Gregor looks over at Deb, “I heard they don’t mind sharing a lick or two” a wicked giggle followed. He was locked on her, “I’m Gregor,” he said as he kissed her hand and raised his eyebrows.
“Debala,” she raised a shoulder to feign being slightly impressed.
“Hello, Debala.”
Some clones have a nice smile, some clones have a hot grin, but this one had a positively poisonous smirk. She was struck good.
“Careful Gregor, you’re talking to the Commander of the Shebby Army, Shebby Debbie.”
“Well, I only know her as Debala. I like saying your name. I'm calling you Debala ,” he said her name that time to feel it in his mouth and let his tongue flick the last syllable off of his teeth.
Deb was impressed. This one liked to play. She let her eyes size him up and he allowed it. Cody wasn’t even paying attention.
“I can make you say my name a little louder if you want, Gregor.”
He laughed at that, “I bet!” His laugh was uniquely wild and it made Debbie squeeze her thighs together and clench right then and there to practically rub herself into her seat. Her mouth was processing the false alarm of sudden arousal and she was struck speechless from his laugh, his eyes on her beaming his whole wonderful energy into her being.
Mumu is now back, “Deb! Come get ice cream with us. Gregor’s treat.”
Gregor turned to Mumu with a pinch of her soft chunk above her hips, “Gregor’s treat?! Oh is it now, Mumu? I’m taking care of both of you ? You’re gonna dance with me for one more song then!” Mumu was all over him at that point making him look beyond desirable.
“Nah love, you kids go,” Debbie hadn’t been bonked over the head like a little teenager in years, maybe a decade.
Cody once again called out to his brother, “Gregor, don’t hurt yourself again. Soldier, not a dancer.”
“Aren’t we though, Commander? He whips Mumu around with a seductive man handling twirl that now has her ass backing into him one little ass shake at a time to get home to his perfect rhythmic hips. Debbie noticed that he never took his eyes off of Mumu's face, hair, or neck. Kriff, he’s attentive. Most clones, the ones that will dance, just watch their own lap hitting your ass, grinding your crotch, or just your tits jiggling like they were men starved.
This little shit. He’s showing off his moves all over Mumu and looking at Deb the whole time. It’s getting hot, so Debbie looks over at Cody.
Gregor then tickles Mumu and she squeals and giggles all over him, her glorious breasts bouncing with every laugh. The hot and bothered mood now shifted to playful and naughty.
Debbie is still shocked she had never met him before, “Were you hiding this one from me, Cody?”
“Huh? What? Ohhhh, you want Gregor?” He smiled with a proud twinkle in his eye.
“At some point, maybe.”
Cody’s expression shifted from smiling to strategizing, “Interesting...”
Debbie always forgets that Commander Cody is actually a brilliant strategist. He was genetically designed to be so. Cody continued, “I’d like to watch him fuck her, wouldn’t you?”
Deb could play along and see where this goes, “Tempting. I might be watching that right now? I’d bet he’d like to watch you fuck us ladies silly.”
“Maybe. But I always like watching you take care of your soldiers, Deb. Gregor would definitely be into that.”
“Hmmm...so, from three to four then, Commander? Can Gregor handle it?” Maker, Deb knew this Gregor could handle by that first look he gave her.
Are you renegotiating your win, Debala? Tsk tsk tsk. Gregor can handle it, I think?”
“You think? Oh no. What’s wrong with this one?”
“He got pretty banged up in the heart by a civvie, some clerk at the requisition warehouse. See, Deb? That’s why we’re glad to have wonderful shebbies like you and the girls. We don’t need anyone messing with the boys' heads.
“For the Republic...Commander,” Debbie now wanted to fuck Gregor and hold him. Oh boy. She better keep it together. She and Cody raised their shots to clink and down ‘em.
Gregor now had swooped back in with Mumu’s impossibly gorgeous teardrop-shaped tits draped all over his back and smushing here and there with the music and Gregor keeping the beat. Debbie knows that Mu’s tits probably felt so good up against his broad shoulders. She’s almost blatantly caressing them against his now semi sweaty shirt. The thought of it gets Debbie the softest hint of wet. Enough to be effective, but still in control of the situation.
“Permission, sir?”
“Gregor, when we’re at 79’s you don’t have to ask for permission to go get ice cream,” Gregor just sat there blankly looking at him until Cody responded, “Granted. Be back here in twenty minutes. Special assignment,” Cody smiles as Gregor’s eyes smile to that last addition and he salutes them both in good fun.
Mumu catches Debbie looking at her with a smile. She rolls her eyes with a silent I know, don’t fall in love. But Debbie gives her a wink and an air smooch, knowing that she’ll be helping MuMu with her first tag team fuck later.
Besides, Debbie’s got her own moves to show off to this Gregor.
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