Star Wars - The Trouble With Hyperspace (Futa/F, Human/Wookie GenderShift)

Hope I got the tags rights. Hope people like it of course. Should be no glaring grammer or spelling errors. No promises about the lore tho, but hope it's close enough except where it's obviously not trying to be :16:

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Tags Futa/F, Human/Wookie, Gendershift, Anal

Leia awoke with a headache.. wait, no. She just felt kind woozy right behind her eyes. The Falcon was tumbling through space and the artifical gravity was a half second behind for some reason. She found herself climbing out from under the chess table as she carefully got to her feet. Leaning on the table, she starting geting used to the lagging gravity, almost like the deck of a hydroskiff back on Alderran. Taking stock of things she remembered it was just her and Chewbacca. Han insisted she go with him to Kashyyyk to get some parts for the ship. Just the two of them...

*Sigh*

Great idea, get to know the walking carpet. She had to admitt he was reliable, as well as a good friend. But yeah, she thought, even if you couldn't see anything, he still always walked around naked. Not the greatest way to make friends, especially with a princess. Well, a princess of a now non-existant planet. That was still hard to wrap one's mind around, but life goes on too, and the Empire still needed defeating. They already got conformation that Darth Vader survived the battle. So get the parts, meet the fleet at Hoth and then maybe Han and Chewie could get the Falcon working right once again.

As she made her way to the cockpit she thought more than just the gravity felt out of place, but she couldn't put her finger on it. "CHEWIE!", she called out, but got no response. With the cockpit soon in sight, she could see him slumped in one of the chairs. Something seemed off about him too, but she could hear him breathing well enough. Looking out the cockpit windows she knew something wasn't right. Everything was all bright colors, no black, but not blinding either, just soild white with hints of pink and yellow swirlling around. Checking the consol, she soon adjusted the gravity even as the Falcon kept tumbling. Next she set about with the navigation thrusters to fix the tumbling.

Turning to the Wookie, he seemed uninjured but smaller somehow and his face looked a bit youn