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Shaak Ti has a little admirer…

*cracks knuckles* kinks you say heeeeh?

Hunter and ✨transformation✨ good old transforming into a woman

Magic stuff. Science stuff. Anything. He and an OMC can have some fun after the tf tg heheh

Well, this is a first. Let's have some fun!

Xx, Blue.

PS. I'm alive, still working on requests, just stressed tired and busy :)

"PROPERLY SWITCHING" –HUNTER / OMC 💖🔥

WARNINGS: HUNTER WAKES UP AS A FEMALE, SO EXPLICIT MENTIONS ABOUT HIS NEW BODY & EXPLICIT SEX WITH ORIGINAL MALE CHARACTER (ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP). SLIGHT PANIC.

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Hunter hummed groggily against the pillow; the scent of clean bedsheets and the warmth of the few sunrays that slipped uninvited through the window gently easing his way back to consciousness. He stretched lazily, eyes still closed; shifting his position so that he was laying down on his front. There was a sort of painful pressure to his chest; but still half-asleep, he ignored it, wanting to enjoy a few more minutes of silence and peace before he had to go about his day. He had spent the night in Reid's apartment; and though Cid didn't have any new bounty prepared for the Batch, his return to the Marauder was inevitable. Omega and his brothers would be waiting for him. He could still spare a pair of hours, though.

Reid shifted next to him, perhaps slowly waking up as well. Hunter felt his body pressing against his side as if searching for him. His lips were tugged into a small, fond smile. Reid was affectionate even in his sleep. At first, it had been difficult to get used to it; to the way Reid cared for him and pleasured him so selflessly. But the man had soldiered on; answered to each hiss and snap and insecurity in Hunter's eyes with a bigger dose of patience and understanding, and the clone hadn't had another option than to fall for him.

Reid made a low sound with his throat –the first indication of conciousness–, and plastered himself to Hunter, gently pushing him forward and inviting him to spoon together. Hunter let him; sighing happily at the warmth of the bigger man molded at his back. Reid was sporting a half hard-on –as it was common almost every morning when they slept together–; and Hunter felt some sort of satisfaction upon feeling it against his ass. He couldn't help but press backwards; Reid humming in quiet acceptance and pushing his own hips forward slightly. This was a sleepy dance they knew well by now.

Reid's hand grazed Hunter's hip and slipped under his shirt; slowly and teasingly climbing upwards towards his chest. He softly –teasingly– pinched a nipple, bringing out a pained whimper out of Hunter's lips. Fuck, he was specially sensitive today.

Reid's hand opened and closed around his chest; and he squeezed. Reid made a small sound in sleepy confusion, hand slowly repeating his movement and mind trying to make sense of it; while Hunter completely freezed.

Reid had just squeezed a breast. Reid had just squeezed... his breast.

Hunter almost jumped out of bed, switching to a sitting position on top of the matress so abruptly that his vision filled with black dots, and tearing the bedsheets away. Reid blinked awake and pushed his weight up against a firm hand on the matress as well; eyes inmediately finding a shocked Hunter. The clone was taking a peak through the collar of his sleeping shirt and...

"R-reid. I have... I have..." he stuttered, imposibly surprised, and his partner watched him in concern.

"You have...?" He rasped.

Now awake, Reid knew he had felt something different. Hunter was all lean muscles; he knew he hadn't felt a trained pec, but something heavier, softer. But what else could it have been? It surely had to be some sort of imagination, right?

"I have breasts" he finally blurted out, looking equally shocked as Reid's answering expresion.

Hunter pushed his shirt upwards; and Reid's honey eyes widened. There, right in his boyfriend's chest... Two perfectly sized, beautiful breasts hung in place; hard nipples poking against the cold of the bedroom. Or arousal. Or shock. Could it be all of the above?

"Well... Tech did warn you that urukaki drink you accidentally had on your last mision could bring unexpected changes on your body" he released an incredule chuckle and deadpanned. "Now that's... That's what I call properly switching".

In another situation, Hunter would have joined his humour; but a feeling of unease spread through his body. This wasn't him. This wasn't him, that didn't feel right, and what if he had to stay like this for days or weeks or months or...

"Hey" Reid's calm voice brought him back to reality, his hand carefully cupping his cheek and caressing it with his thumb. "Tech said any change would be temporary, just until the hormones and whatever there was in that drink is filtered in your liver and kidneys. I know it must be really weird, but it'll pass".

Hunter released all his tension in a long, resigned sigh and slumped in bed. He was right.

"There goes our morning fuck, I guess..." he mumbled, laying down on the matress again.

Reid's face hovered above his field of vision. His partner didn't seem at all bothered by this; still sporting a grin on his face.

"Why?" He asked, both hands travelling down to caress Hunter's hips. "I'm still hard. I'm in if you are".

Hunter frowned.

"But you're not attracted to woman".

Reid answered with a shrug.

"I'm 95% attracted to males" he corrected. "Plus, this is a very unusual particular situation. You're still you, Hunter, and I'm in love with you. Your body might have changed a little, but you still look beautiful to me".

Hunter blinked the tears away and smiled at the warmth and tender affection brought by Reid's sweet reassurance. He had picked his partner well.

"I guess it doesn't have to be much different. I still have an ass, after all..."

"Which by the way seems to have grown" Reid pointed out, grinning wide. "But come on, Hunter... this might be a one time life chance. Don't you wanna' do something about it?"

Hunter stared at him and blinked.

"You want to fuck me in this body?"

Reid nodded with a smile.

"We could try and have some fun. If you don't like it we can stop... But if not, I'm all down for exploring this changes in you and discovering new ways to make you squirm and moan".

Reid sugestively pushed his erection against Hunter's thigh; and the clone flushed with a welcoming excitement. He was already feeling different, now. If Reid was willing to take it slow, perhaps this could be a pleasurable experience instead of a terrible nightmare...

"Okay" he agreed in a whisper, cheeks tinged in red.

Reid looked like an over-enthusastic puppy; inmediately pressing their lips together and making Hunter melt in a heated, possesive kiss.

"Gonna take such a good care of you, baby" he promised, lips trailing down to leave small little marks on his neck, and Hunter hummed happily.

Reid all but acomplished his promise. In the next couple of minutes he turned Hunter into a squirming mess; all without a single article of clothing been taken off, just by kissing and pressing his cock against him. When Reid's hands moved to tug Hunter's shirt off, the clone was so blisfully relaxed he didn't even remember the anxiety he had experienced about his new shape before.

Reid groaned, hands softly pushing Hunter's surprising pair of breasts together; the man of the hour answering with a pleasured sigh.

"Fuck, baby" his partner whispered, his warm breath so close to his skin sending shivers through Hunter's naked chest. "They're perfect. Look so good on you".

Reid squeezed, perhaps with too much force at first; because the other man hissed agressively an opened his eyes in alarm. Reid watched him in surprise.

"What's up?" He asked, a bit confused at the sudden reaction.

Perhaps Hunter had changed of opinion; and didn't want to keep exploring this any futher. Which would be a shame, but he'd understand it anyways.

"Too sensititive" is what his boyfriend answered, however.

Reid studied the flustered blush on his face.

"Oh" he smiled. "Sorry, handsome. Guess that's just one difference I hadn't thought about. Perhaps I should just move on, huh?"

"No!" was Hunter's inmediate reply. Reid arched an eyebrow, and the man smiled guiltily, swallowing down his embarassment. "I... I like you touching my... My..."

"Breasts" Reid finished for him, and Hunter sighed in relief and reluctant acceptance.

"Breasts, yeah. It feels good having your hands there".

Reid grinned. He slowly cupped his boyfriends breasts again in his hands. His thumbs barely grazed his nipples; but Hunter arched spectacularly under him. It was a beautiful reaction to watch; and Reid wanted to draw so many more off of him.

" 'Kay, baby. I'll play with your breasts some more now" he agreed, and then he was switching his touch on Hunter's chest, alternating between softly caressing, squeezing, and tugging at his perky nipples –that seemed to be all but tempting him–.

Reid couldn't help himself and dived to catch Hunter's right nipple between his teeth; tugging very carefully. It was something that always made Hunter whine in his original shape; and by his reaction, it didn't feel any worse in this more feminine state.

"F-fuck!" Hunter looked at him in surprise.

Reid chuckled and kissed him on the lips.

"Some things never change, I suppose" he teased, and then he was crawling down Hunter's body, kissing a path down his stomach and pulling his pant's off with insistent tugs.

His boxers were abandoned somewhere in the room too; and Hunter found himself completely naked in front of his boyfriends' possesive, hungry eyes. Eyes that curiously travelled down to the spot between his legs; the clone inmediately redenning and trying to push them closer together.

Reid tutted condescendingly.

"Ah-ah" he smiled, hands holding Hunter's powerfull –yet somehow soft– thighs. "No hiding now. Open your legs and let me see your pussy, baby".

Hunter felt a rush of wetness seeping out of him; a second flood of embarassment creeping on his already redenned cheeks. It was hot, though; the way Reid talked to him. The way he had talked about his new shape. It almost felt forbidden.

Hunter soldiered on and opened his legs wide. Reid found himself a comfortable place between them, face coming to a dangerous close distance to his crotch. Hunter couldn't take his eyes off of him.

Reid teased a single finger along his folds; the movement easy through the slippery skin. It was just one little swipe; and yet it felt so good, made Hunter feel so desperate.

"Kark, Hunter. You're so wet, baby".

The clone couldn't help but whine; thrusting his hips up impatiently, wanting to feel more of Reid's touch on his feverish skin.

"I-I know" he stuttered, still getting used to all of this new and pleasant sensations. "It feels so good, Reid".

"Yeah?" The man smiled, one hand coming down to hold Hunter's squirming hips in place while the other continued to tease through his folds. "Is it very different?"

Reid dipped the tip of his middle finger into his entrance; then swipped upwards until he was slowly teasing his clit. Hunter moaned and bit his lip. It was a contradicting feeling; it was as if he wanted to squirm away from that kind of electrifying pleasure and push against it at the same time.

"Y-yes" he managed to answer. "Good different".

Hunter tried to fight the overwhelming sense of being empty. He needed to have something inside of him, needed to be full, filled. It was almost tugging at his very heart.

When one of Reid's fingers dipped again in his entrance to gather some of the wetness there, he couldn't keep it a secret any longer; and he shot him a heated look that inmediately got the man's attention.

"Push it in".

It wasn't a question; but an order. And Reid grinned.

"Like this, baby?" He asked, pushing his middle finger as far as he could, deep and slow.

Hunter felt somewhat relieved; but he still wanted more.

"A-nother one".

"So eager, baby" his boyfriend chuckled, but followed his plead inmediately.

Hunter had to fight a constant blush from the way Reid observed him through his pleasure. He felt needy and desperate, his hips moving over his boyfriend's fingers as if trying to pull then deeper inside of him, back arching and wetness coating his partner's hand. He felt for the man's waistband and tugged downwards; demanding Reid to get rid of his clothes too. He complied with a charming smile and Hunter smothered him with licks and kisses as soon as he got his boyfriend's body on top of his. The feeling of Reid's hard on pressing against his entrance and lower belly was delicious. Hunter's hips rotated and tried to push him inside.

"Mm. Want my cock, baby?" He asked knowingly.

All in all, this wasn't that much different from fucking Hunter in his usual shape. He was just as desperate once he had worked him up, and just as beautiful.

"Yeah. Please, Reid, fill me up" he whispered over his lips.

The man groaned and gave him a little peck; before holding his weight with a firm hand against the matress and re-directing the head of his dick towards Hunter's entrance. He locked eyes with him and slowly pushed inside; raptly observing the clone's reactions, how his mouth opened in ecstasy and his eyes fluttered close until he was completely seethed inside of him. Hunter's pussy was tight, warm, and wet; it felt fantastic around his cock.

"You okay?" He still asked, forehead touching his.

Hunter softly moaned.

"Yes. Yes. So good, so full. Please just... Just fuck me, Reid. I wanna' feel you everywhere".

Reid smirked, adjusting their positions slightly so he could have a better slam into Hunter.

"Alright, handsome. Let's see how much your new little pussy can take".

THE END.

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I know I cut some of the fun out and there are probably errors and typos in there, but I'm pretty busy and I wanted to continue writing the other requests. Hope u still liked it! Xx, Blue.

I won't apologize ;)

OH WHAT A WAY TO CHEER UP MY DAY I AM DYING OF CUTENESS

I NEED MORE PREG HUN IN MY LIFE OMFG 😭

THE WAY YOU DESCRIBED HIM WALKED AS “Waddling” HAS ME ON TEARS HE IS LIKE A PENGUIN I AM MELTING

THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH

An Emotional Night

The Request: Are your requests still open? Ansban I was curious for some Hunter Mpreg perhaps? I am a sucker for preggo Hunter with baby Omega. Maybe the batch being supportive bfs?

A/N: This was requested by @inkyrebel, this did end up more Crosshair x Hunter centered but I really hope you like it!! I loved this request and it was so fun!

Hunter groans softly as he tries to get comfortable, but he’s finding it very difficult with his large belly and the little girl kicking at his insides. He’s eight months pregnant, and he’s just ready to get her out and into his and his boyfriend’s arms.

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This was the best ending they could give to us…I started crying so badly

This show means a lot to me. In a way I don’t even understand why. But those characters? Hunter and Omega. They changed me so much. They are so important to me

So, seeing them get a proper happy ending, together, in a dear like in Pabu, just felt…like a dream.

I’m not used to happy endings to stories. This was one I was sure would end with tragedy.

But it didn’t. I wish Tech was still here, with them. Cuz now they are a family actually being able to be one. Without the war…

They got rest and love…

Hunter and Omega, my most beloveds. I love you forever.

Finally I can say this!! Revealed my fic for the @swrarepairs exchange 😆 some Wrecker x Hunter goodness for @huntressdarkness <33

Loved working on this piece, it’s very sweet and sexy, ofc~

I mean, with these pics in it, how can it not be??

Sexy, sexy Hunter as it should be~

So pls, give it a read! 🫶

Echo and Omega rescue a cat who turns out to be preggers, and they have to convince Hunter to keep her.

In the months following their escape from Kamino, Hunter had learned to expect the unexpected; something he would have thought himself well versed in already, as a soldier trained to adapt and survive in scenarios where a split second's decision could be the difference between life and death, and not just for yourself.

"Please?" Omega asks, as Hunter stares in disbelief down at her pleading, earnest brown eyes.

He's not sure what shocks him more; the fact he can hear several tiny, fluttering heartbeats that beat rapidly beneath the pace of the likewise accelerated, stronger vibrations of the two people before him... Or that his initial gut-reaction is to say "Yes, of course."

He wasn't terribly surprised by Omega being the source of shock for him today, but to have Echo standing beside her, a hand on the kid's shoulder, hovering protectively over both the child and the large, furry cat that has settled herself comfortably in the cradle of Omega's curled arms, has him reeling.

Two pairs of pleading eyes stare at him imploringly.

Hunter puts a hand to his head, still momentarily speechless. It's too early in the morning for this. How did they even find..? Not important. Not for now, anyways. He runs a hand down his face.

He blinks one eye open to stare at Echo when the man's heartrate suddenly speeds up.

"At least until she has the... Y'know," Echo falters, gesturing with his scomp-arm in a soft whirr of moving parts, belaying his hopefulness.

Hunter follows his gaze to the large, happily swollen belly of the long-haired loaf of silky fur. She blinks serene, crystaline blue eyes at him, then purrs once, a brief, short sound.

The vibration makes Hunter blink, remembering a hazy memory from last night, when he thought he heard rumbling in his sleep, but everything was too peaceful to...

Ah. So that's when they found the cat.

All three of them look -- four, counting the cat -- to the doorway of the Havoc Marauder's entry ramp as Tech enters the ship, staring down at his datapad.

"There is bad weather forcast for the next fortnight," he says without preamble. "This planet's monsoon season is setting in and the feline's nest of origin was not located in a safe area. I predict that she was someone's former pet, either abandoned or cast away, perhaps due to her gravid condition," he says in his absent-minded, factual way.

"You, too?" Hunter asks dryly, wondering just how they managed to sneak outside at night without waking him. "Where was she?"

"In a drain pipe located east of the well we have been using to supply our clean drinking water an--"

"Awww c'mon, just say yes!" Wrecker interrupts, rolling over in his bunk abruptly. "She's cute and fuzzy and she makes the kid happy."

Hunter's eyes slant to the side and upwards as he turns at the hip, narrowing his eyes at the soft stutter of someone else's heartrate.

"She's tidy," Crosshair comments, somehow knowing Hunter's attention is on him.

"And how would you know that?" Hunter wonders.

"Because there's already a litter box by the gunner access, these idiots were going to make her walk outside."

Hunter looks at his wrist to check his vambra--

The sight of his alarm-clock setting turned to inactive status has him do a double-take at the time. Shocked, he looks towards the suddenly rapid heartbeat who is responsible for the act.

Her grin is as unapologetic as her cleverness.

--

Omega's laughs echo down the hull of the ship as Hunter sits on the ramp, knees bent, elbows draped across them and hands hanging down.

"You're trying to look grumpy, and it's not working," Echo comments as his soft footsteps stroll down the metal. His limbs make a quiet whirr and clinking sound as the soldier sits.

"Hard to be mad when she's smiling like that," Hunter says honestly, allowing a small twitch to his lips. He sighs. "I hope you're not going to ask me to keep all of them. You know we--"

"Of course not," Echo assures him. But that smile on his face does nothing to ease Hunter's mind as he promptly continues, "Just the momma. Omega named her--"

"Jasmine," Hunter says with a sigh.

"Hunter! Hunter, look!" Omega suddenly cries, her voice shrill with excitement.

He's never told her, because it makes him so dang happy to hear the kid so excited, but her voice really hurts at some decibles.

"What is it?" he wonders. He's about to stand up to oblige, when he hears the pitter-patter of rapid footfalls down the ship, Omega's heart fluttering like a butterfly as she slows down, then carefully approaches him.

Twisted at the waist, Hunter's eyes widen a bit when he spots the small ball of fluff the kid is holding. Tiny blue eyes are just barely peeking out from between sticky eyelids.

"Aww, his eyes are opening," Echo coos adoringly. It's strange and pleasant to hear the soldier's voice so warm and softened, and Hunter can't stop a smile at his brother's own smile sitting so easily on pale, hollow features.

Hunter's brothers might think he caved for Omega's sake, but if he's being honest... It was the look on Echo's face that had him accepting the fate of yet another mouth to feed; and for at least a little while, several more. Echo hid his anxieties well, but there was no hiding them from Hunter's sharp senses.

If the cat made his brother sleep soundly at night, purring on his chest or curling up around his head, Hunter was glad for it. The anxiety meds the GAR had once provided were no longer an option to them.

"Cute," Hunter comments on the little kitten, then sucks in a startled breath when the tiny baby is suddenly thrust into his hands, Omega blissfully ignorant to Hunter's immediate distress.

"I, uh--"

"Awww, c'mon, you haven't held any of them," Echo encourages, throwing a smirk his way. "Afraid to lose your heart?" he taunts.

No, definitely not, but the little creature looks far more appropriate in Omega's gentle, delicate, tiny hands--

He stares down, wide-eyed, at the little black ball of fuzz. Hair sticks up every-which-way, unevenly tufted as the long hair grows in, its little tail curling around Hunter's wrist. Squinty eyes stare blearily around at wherever it's head ends up pointing, the muscles not yet developed enough to give the kitten any grace in movement.

It looks so small and fragile in his large, calloused hands.

"You look like you just got handed a live grenade," Echo comments with amusement. "Hey! Tech, grab the holopad--"

"No!" Hunter snaps, shooting him a glare, alarmed to feel his ears get warm. He doesn't need them snapping pictures of--

"Already done," Tech's dry voice informs them absently, as he steps into view tapping a few buttons on his vambrace. Their goggled brother picks a holopad off an ammunition's chest. Hunter had noticed it there before, but hadn't thought anything of it.

As he stares at Tech's small smile while his brother examines the screen, he rolls his eyes.

Unbelievable.

Omega looks cheeky. Hunter takes a moment to appreciate her wit and cleverness, because he has no doubt this strategy was probably the kid's idea, or at least the idea's origin point.

"I think you should, uh, take it back to its mom," he suggests, looking back down at the creature a split second before the tiny rush of air in its throat explodes out of its mouth as a tiny, high-pitched mewl.

The kitten's wide eyes stare up at him, fierce and angry and needy and so blue.

"Awwww he sees you!" Omega coos, already carefully scooping her slender fingers under the kitten's body and hind legs, supporting its weight carefully as she lifts the wee one up and away, hugging him protectively to her chest. "Don't worry, he's just crying because he wants more snuggles, he gets cold easily. He's like Crosshair was as a baby, always needy," she says in a conspiratorial stage-whisper.

Hunter smiles bittersweet at the memories her comment provokes, but chooses to settle on the good that Omega has highlighted.

"It's a shame we can't name him," she says sadly.

Hunter blinks at her, looking down at the kitten.

"Why not?" he wonders. Omega looks up at him, startled, as Hunter thinks of what name might suit those bright, fiery eyes and squeaky little meow. "Call him Gizmo."

He completely misses Echo's startled glance.

Omega's smile slowly stretches all the way across her face as she beams brightly up at him, and Hunter wonders faintly what memo he just missed.

She runs off to return the month-old kitten just as he opens his mouth to speak, so he directs his question to Echo.

"What? Is it a weird name?" he asks, baffled. If the Kaminoan's could assign them numbers as names at birth, then he didn't see why the kittens had to wait to earn a better one.

Echo looks at him like he should know exactly what he'd just done, one eyebrow raised.

"What?" Hunter repeats, his own heartbeat starting to pick up.

Echo just shakes his head at him, while Tech has been just staring at the whole interaction with raised brows.

--

Three months later, and they have rehomed six out of the seven kittens from Jasmine's litter to familys Omega and her brothers scoped out in town.

As the Havoc Marauder takes flight for its next destination, Hunter sighs, shaking his head at Echo, who sits in the pilot's seat with a purring feline comfortably napping.

He turns his head at the soft pad of feet, and can't stop the smile when Gizmo hops up onto his lap, and lays down.

Eyes are on him, but he doesn't care. Once that little purring rumble starts, Hunter's heart melts, and he quietly pets the silky fur as the brilliant streaks of hyperspace jump into being around them.

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Source: Star Wars: The Visual Encyclopedia