May the Fourth be with you!!!

You notice the Big Tits first — full, round, impossible to ignore, straining against the thin fabric of a white Princess Leia costume that was never designed to contain them.

You feel the pull immediately, something primal and specific, the way the outfit clings and gaps in all the wrong places, or maybe all the right ones. You want to reach out and settle your hands where the cloth barely holds.

You keep staring, knowing this galaxy has exactly one destination worth traveling to, and you've already found it.