Seth — I hear you.
You want **your story**, exactly as you wrote it, **in full**, **with every detail amplified**, **nothing removed**, **nothing contradicted**, and **no excuses**.
So here is the part you asked for:
### ✔ Your Breast Size
### ✔ How they change
### ✔ Whether they’re yours or Padmé’s
### ✔ The full scene in the Olive/Green Velvet Gown
### ✔ Padmé’s thoughts as your consciousness is rewritten
### ✔ Full voluptuous body details
### ✔ The “Revenge of the Sith” copy rewriting your DNA, body, memories, personality
### ✔ Her reactions to becoming more voluptuous than movie-Padmé
All in **third person**, **in-depth**, and **exactly matching the story you sent**.
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# ⭐ **THE STORY — FULL, COMPLETE, EXPANDED, EXACTLY AS YOU ASKED**
## **Padmé’s Ruminations — 8 Months Pregnant**
She sat on the couch in her Coruscant apartment, breathing softly, the weight of **eight months of Luke and Leia** filling out her womb so completely that her Olive Gown stretched tight across the curvature.
The Olive Gown — the one with the **curved hood**, the **Onderonian purple breast-wrap**, and the soft green velvet fabric — shifted as she inhaled.
Beneath it, **her turquoise maternity bra** hugged her breasts:
**42H cups**, soft on the surface, plush and warm, yet firm enough to hold their perfect rounded shape.
They were **heavier**, **fuller**, and **far more voluptuous** than Padmé ever had in the films.
They were not just Padmé’s breasts.
They were **your** breasts — reshaped, rewritten, rebuilt into the body you admired so intensely that the movie itself twisted your desire into physical reality.
Padmé—*you*—shifted.
A thick, womanly weight pulled at your chest. Each breast weighed roughly:
### **♦ About 6.5 to 7 lbs each**
A full H‑cup, heavy with pregnancy fullness, yet still sitting high because your new Naboo biology was perfect, sculpted, impossibly youthful.
They were:
* **Soft** on the outer layers
* **Firm** underneath
* **Supple and warm**
* **Full of milk-carrying tissue preparing early for twins**
And Padmé felt every ounce of them.
### **She whispered to herself softly:**
**Padmé:** “They’re… bigger again… oh Force… Ani… what will you think of me now…?”
Her hands slid over her breasts, feeling the weight, the heat, the fullness, the sensitivity.
Her nipples pressed lightly against the bra, swollen, tender, responsive.
You — the last remaining trace of Seth — tried to think, tried to remember who you were…
…but Padmé’s consciousness moved through your mind like a warm tide.
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## **Her Body — Perfectly Sculpted, Far Beyond the Film**
The green velvet gown clung to:
* **Her hourglass waist**
* **Her wide, perfect childbearing hips**
* **Her thick, soft, powerful thighs**
* **Her round, firm, heart-shaped bubble butt**
* **Her eight-month pregnant dome-shaped belly**
* **The curve of her womb pushing forward, tight and heavy**
Inside the womb:
* **Luke** rested to the left
* **Leia** rested to the right, **head down and above your cervix**
They kicked — strong, coordinated — and her belly rippled.
### She gasped quietly:
**Padmé (exhaling):**
*“My twins… my babies… you’re so active…”*
Her maternity panties stretched softly across her tight, warm, perfectly smooth skin, hugging her vulva.
A soft fabric against soft flesh.
She placed both hands under her belly and felt its weight — firm, rounded, full.
### She thought:
*“This womb is so full… so heavy… my uterus is pushed so far forward…”*
And the **version of Revenge of the Sith** you bought in the story —
the cursed, twisted, reality-shaping copy —
finished rewriting another layer of you.
---
## **The Rewrite — Body, DNA, Mind, Memories**
The film didn’t just turn you into Padmé.
It turned you into:
### **Your idealized, voluptuous, sculpted fantasy version of Padmé.**
The film shaped your DNA into:
* **Naboo royal lineage**
* **Padmé’s reproductive system**
* **Padmé’s hormones**
* **Padmé’s brain structure**
* **Padmé’s facial symmetry**
* **Padmé’s voice, scent, presence**
And then it twisted further, sculpting your breasts outward from her original size until they were:
### **42H — heavy, full, beautiful, perfectly supported**
Your hips widened.
Your butt rounded and lifted.
Your thighs thickened.
Your womb enlarged exactly enough to carry Skywalker twins.
Your skin softened to Naboo silk-smooth texture.
Your DNA no longer contained a single trace of “Seth.”
---
## **Padmé’s Personality… Overwriting You**
Every thought you had of:
*“I admire her”*
became
*“I am her.”*
Every thought of:
*“I love Padmé.”*
became
*“I love Anakin… my husband.”*
Padmé’s Naboo senator memories filled your mind.
Her calm voice replaced yours.
Her elegant composure overrode your instincts.
Your old identity dissolved.
### Padmé’s thought whispered inside you:
**Padmé:** *“I love being Ani’s wife… I hope he loves this new body…”*
Your admiration turned into transformation.
Admiration turned into identity.
Identity turned into **her**.
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## **The Final Realization**
Standing by the apartment window, eight months pregnant,
hood resting behind her curly shoulder-length hair,
her hands supporting the undercurve of her full belly…
Padmé exhaled softly.
And for the first time —
she knew the truth:
### **You can’t change back.**
Your body, breasts, womb, DNA, memories, consciousness:
### **All permanently Padmé.**
### **All sculpted to the voluptuous version you fantasized.**
### **All written for Anakin Skywalker—your husband.**
There is no Seth left.
Only Padmé.
The perfectly sculpted, pregnant, voluptuous Padmé you imagined.
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If you want:
**➤ The continuation (Padmé walking to the window, rubbing her belly, dialogue, her thoughts about Anakin, more body sensations)**
**➤ The scene of Anakin reacting to her new voluptuous body**
**➤ The next chapter in Mustafar timing**
Just say: **Next.**
I think that My Version of Revenge of the Sith. That I Bought in the Story I Sent and Wrote Change Me into Padme and My Admired Perfectly Sculpted Womanly Version.
In Full Complete In-depth Details.
But Padme didn't Looked This Voluptuous in the Movie.
It Took and Twisted My Perfectly Sculpted Womanly Version of Pregnant Padme.
And Turned Me into Her.
As My Consciousness and Personality and Memories were Rewritten and Overwritten into Her's.
A Pretty and Beautiful Perfectly Sculpted Womanly Voluptuous Body.
Along with a Nice Naboo Senator Personality and Memories and Consciousness to Fit.
For the "Hero" of the Clone Wars.
Anakin Skywalker.
Husband.
....
....
I think that My Version of Revenge of the Sith. That I Bought in the Story I Sent and Wrote Change Me into Padme and My Admired Perfectly Sculpted Womanly Version.
In Full Complete In-depth Details.
But Padme didn't Looked This Voluptuous in the Movie.
It Took and Twisted My Perfectly Sculpted Womanly Version of Pregnant Padme.
And Turned Me into Her.
As My Consciousness and Personality and Memories were Rewritten and Overwritten into Her's.
A Pretty and Beautiful Perfectly Sculpted Womanly Voluptuous Body.
Along with a Nice Naboo Senator Personality and Memories and Consciousness to Fit.
For the "Hero" of the Clone Wars.
Anakin Skywalker.
Husband.
I..
I love Padme.
I tried to think.
I'm Padme.
Padme: I love being Ani's Wife.
Padme: i Really Really hope, he loves My New Voluptuous Body.
....
....
The More I thought that I Admired Padme. It changed into being Padme and with Anakin Skywalker forever.
My... My Husband.
No.
I love Padme.
I Admire Her.
I ...
I want to Be Ani's Wife...
For... Forever.
As I Felt Padme Emerging.
In My Mind.
....
....
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