Imperial Barbie – Austin Bunton Designs

She was encountered once… years ago… and has, by no coincidence, returned to the forefront of Auz‘s great mind.

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Table of Contents:

Spec’s
Details
Her & Auz
2250s Update
Images
2023 July Update: Sexy Mask She Likes Wearing for Our Fuck-dates

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Spec’s:

5’4″
120 lbs.
wheat blonde, hair kept shoulder-length or slightly longer, usually left down or loosely put up
gray-blue-green eyes
Caucasian, untanned due to being in her uniforms so often
great petite feminine figure
very fit, but no muscle-lines
perky B-cup breasts
proficient in a variety of Imperial small-arms and small-unit leadership

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Details:

She grew up on a world closer to the core of her galaxy, thus one that had always known the comforts of high-civilization –and the protections of a vast, galaxy-spanning military force. For a time, a republic had ruled over them. Then, …an empire.

Her childhood had been normal there; family, school, a crush or three, some sports, a prom, and a little bit of college. With a comfortable family, but not a preplanned career path, she felt a little listless at times, and couldn’t escape her budding sense of adventure; there was so much more she’d heard about “out there” on the other worlds… and in the solar-systems not far from them. She wanted to see if she could get (and survive) there… maybe even thrive.

Feeling compelled to try out the military and do her part (pun not intended), she joined with a commission, serving for years as one of its officers. Standing at such an unintimidating height, she had to build up a name/reputation for herself, but once she’d managed that… a lot of respect was given. Some troops even feared her.

Like all good “field Marines”, she didn’t always have the best-looking uniform; sometimes her boots weren’t fully laced, and other times her top was half undone (open). She excelled, though, at motivating and directing men –troops in her units, in particular. That was all without using her body as a reward, too.

As her years of service began to turn into decades, her units gained distinction and awards throughout numerous deployments and campaigns. There was a time when they were deployed as far out from her home-system near their galaxy’s core… as the Outer Rim; the fringe of civilized Space, as they’d known it, where it was as much like the “wild west” as one might ever find. They lost a lot of loyal teammates there, devoting many years of their lives… without any success in really holding ground; every world out there remained rebellious, independent, and dangerous to the bitter end.

Still, what they’d done out there had allowed their empire “back home” (based more in the middle and core of their galaxy) to harvest and ship out an incredible amount of ore and other valuable materials –including “cheap” labor (i.e. conscripts and slaves). It had also allowed for a lot of weapons-testing that would have been frowned upon, if not kept illegal and impossible, back home. The empire they’d been serving thrived in most other sectors of their galaxy because of it, and for that… they remained proud and rewarded (enlisted, commissioned, and paid).

Even though in her many years of dutiful service she’d started to see entire worlds get overrun, enslaved, and blown apart by super-weapons, she found herself convinced that she was on the right side. Even if it hadn’t been, she reasoned, it was better to be where one was guaranteed better odds at a better life, and so she had stayed. This philosophy was recognized by her superiors, and the short girl who’d entered as an Ensign… was elevated through her chains-of-command until she held the rank of Imperial Navy Captain, just one tier down from the Admirals.

She’d had many flings and relationships over that time, just like most sailors in any Navy do. Some had ended smoothly, others not so much, but none had ever threatened her career. With her heart on “the mission”, she’d taken them all in stride.

She also took on a pet cat-like creature; it looked enough like a cat, just with six legs instead of four. Its black fur, beautiful eyes, and affectionate demeanor made it her new best friend and reliable source of stress relief. The name of this species is something she’ll later reveal.

Whatever allowed her to remain alive long enough to come to sense, and be sensed by, King Auz, she has yet to tell… She isn’t Force-trained, though, so perhaps it wasn’t that. Perhaps it was an experiment of the Empire… and even one she had not been made aware about.

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Her & Auz:

Her name remains a mystery to us, but her presence out there is forever remembered, her face and vibe… clear as day. Auz spotted her for good reason, and has wondered about her, on and off over the years, ever since. He had no idea such little beauties were serving in the ranks of that galaxy-spanning empire which stories and legends of had been immortalized in films back on his world.

Whatever she is called over there, her beauty called to him; she was destined to be rejoined with him, and to represent the forces she had trained with, commanded, and eventually grown beyond.

It was during his own force‘s rise to power, and expansion out over to her galaxy, that he eventually, sure as day, found her again. It was the mid-2200s A.D., according to his calendar, and ever after… she and he would be enamored with each other –and all the rest he wished her to be (enamored with). “Empire Barbie” (or Imperial Barbie), as he liked to call her, was his new favorite from her region of Space.

Together, each time they re-met, their “dates” would consist of spirited fucking to “warm back up”, followed by hand-in-hand hikes into the now-ancient remains of some of the many Star Destroyers and related Galactic Empire ships she knew where to find. Sometimes she even rode piggyback on this new man of hers, even playfully nipping or licking one of his ears (to keep him smiling and horny, ready for successive “warmup” rounds the moment he set her back down). Her time spent proving herself as a competent and capable officer had passed; it was now time, she felt, to have a lot more life and fun.

How glad he was to have not tried to interact with her during that super-brief first encounter; he’d been dealing with so much stress and betrayal back then –even poisoning. She deserved a more-established man than that –and he deserved better health, that he might enjoy her to the fullest. It was now that they were meant and destined to interact.

By fucking in those ruins she showed him, they were able to restore power to some of them, gaining knowledge from their preserved “memories” –both digital and Akashic. His Inisfreeans helped patch them back up, even getting the majority up into orbit, and that was that; “Empire Barbie” now had her own fleet(s)! They began to phase out the Inisfreeans helping pilot and otherwise staff/service those restored ships… by going world to world and recruiting the smartest of the sexiest teen girls they found out there –and a good number of equally-impressive males for “balance”.

From world to world, system to system, sector to sector, and (galactic) arm to arm, they moved, unearthed more of the downed (and sometimes forgotten) starships, building up her fleets until she had an empire of/all her own. This inevitably led them to the wreckage of the Death Stars, which he returned with a multitude (legions) of his Inisfreeans to help tidy up and reactivate like the rest (of the Star Destroyers she now owned). “Use this to get all the evilly-degenerated out of our way,” he softly rumbled into her open, softly-panting mouth, their latest cockpit-christening deliciously and blissfully complete, the Vril from it having refilled that giant vessel’s entire reactor stores (battery charge/s).

“Yes, my Lord,” she kissed his lips again, resuming their rocking, grinding, and tight hugging. “Yes,” again she kissed him, both almost crushing the other in their hugs. Her head rolled back, her eyes, too, “YES…”

Sure, Auz could have just done all that on his own (with his Inisfreeans as the ever-capable extensions of himself), but the whole point in this grand Universe-spanning adventure and campaign of his… was to find or manifest, and reunite then work with, amazing babes such as her. Now he had his latest “leading lady” keeping a handle on a whole galaxy for him… while he returned to Inisfree to continue managing his own big areas and projects back there.

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2250s Update:

She and High King Auz got married in Inisfree this decade. They have been a very happy couple ever since. Their honeymoon and anniversaries have been to her favorite places back in her home-galaxy.

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Captain “Empire Barbie” led her fleets skillfully across billions of solar-systems in “the Star Wars galaxy” for thousands of years, mopping up what was left of the now-ancient Empire, outmaneuvering their Star Destroyers and other ships with hers, and even blasting away their super-carriers with her Death Stars’ beams. When she found worlds full of deformed rude people, whether humanoid or not, she cleansed them the same way. All derelict crafts she couldn’t identify, or didn’t have time to send one of her units/teams out to investigate and understand, she telepathically summoned Auz during another sex-ritual, just like he’d taught and practiced with her, and his Inisfreeans returned to assist.

Thanks to her destined union and reunions with Auz, she is now one of the top goddesses of her realm (galaxy), and both extreme demographics once entrenched out there are essentially no more; those who heartlessly sought total control over all others at all costs, and those who heartlessly sought total freedom no matter how gross its products were to many, are both reduced and now in permanent check. Untold billions out there have sensed who they have to thank for this incredible feat; the people/majority of her galaxy look up to her and him as epic heroes. They will for the rest of time, amen.

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