Yoda Only One For Me: The Dumbest Second Life Sex Challenge Yet

Last Updated on: 11th January 2026, 09:50 am

I am beyond excited for this challenge! Actually, strike that. I am terrified, slightly aroused, and deeply questioning my life choices.

Sure, beating Chandra in our ongoing “Slut-Off” competition is important, I have a reputation to uphold, after all, but this week, things are getting weird.

Who doesn’t love Star Wars? Ok, honestly? Me. I wasn’t a fan before. I barely knew what a lightsaber was until I saw a dildo shaped like one. I mean, who knew the little green wrinkled man was called Yoda? I thought he was just a very old Shrek.

But now, I am intimately familiar with him. I have accepted a new challenge: I must have sex every day for a week. But I can only do it while wearing a Yoda mask.

Jess runs the top second life sex blog, and she expects high-quality content. I am giving her… this. You’re welcome.

Why Do I Do This To Myself?

I don’t know why I punish myself like this. I love a challenge, but this feels less like a fun game and more like a celibacy sentence.

I know some of you might be thinking, “Who in the world would have sex with a small, slutty Yoda?” But that is the beauty of this grid. It opens up a whole new world of possibilities. Maybe there are people out there with a very specific green-skin fetish just waiting for this opportunity. Or maybe people just have low standards.

I usually spend my time hopping around the best sex sims in SL looking glamorous. This week? I look like a swamp goblin in lingerie.

The rules are simple:

1. I cannot take the mask off during sex.
2. I need to rack up as many partners as possible.
3. I must not laugh when someone says “May the Force be with you” while inside me.

I don’t even remember how the idea came to mind. All I know is that Chandra and I landed in a shopping event, I saw the mask, and my brain short-circuited. Five minutes later, the challenge was born.

The First Customer: Chandra

Well, I have one notch on my belt so far. Even if it was the person I least expected. Chandra.

Chandra is my coworker, my rival, and apparently, the only person brave enough to fuck a muppet. I like to think of myself as “sexually intelligent.” I might not have book smarts, I definitely don’t have sci-fi smarts, but I know how to handle a body.

I didn’t think Chandra would be the first one to test my skills. To be honest, this may come as a surprise, but I’m not all that into girl on girl action.

But, we were standing in the X-Sisters bar. It was quiet. I was wearing the mask, trying to drink a cocktail through the rubber lips, when she looked at me with a predatory grin.

“Come here, you little green slut,” she yelled.

She pushed me back against the pool table. I tried to protest, but she was already unzipping. She wasn’t using her own equipment, obviously. She strapped on a massive, vibrating dildo that looked far too big for a Jedi master to handle.

She bent me over the felt surface, hiking up my skirt. “Judge me by my size, do you?” I squeaked, trying to be funny. “Shut up and take it,” she growled.

She fucked me hard, right there in the middle of the bar. It was surreal. My face was sweating under the rubber mask, my vision obscured by the eye holes, but my body was on fire. If you’ve read our Second Life Lovense guide, you know that sensory deprivation makes everything feel more intense. Not seeing her, just feeling the thrusts, turned me into a trembling mess.

We kept quipping back and forth, quoting lines that sounded like they belonged in a Star Wars parody porn.

“When you look at the dark side of the pussy, careful you must be,” she whispered, slapping my ass. “For the pussy looks back.” “The pink side of the kitty I prefer,” I moaned as she hit my G-spot.

The Challenge Is On

For the next week, I will not remove this mask. I will carry the shame, and I will take the D.

Biggie, one of our regulars, actually witnessed the whole thing. He walked in just as Chandra was pounding into me. Instead of running away in horror, he pulled out his camera. He managed to capture the entire encounter in a Flickr album. (Which has since been deleted, probably for violating terms of service regarding crimes against fashion).

The count right now is one. I am aiming for a minimum of 10.

What do you think? Do you think I can do it? Or do you think the boner-killing power of a wrinkled green face is too strong for even the horniest men in Second Life to overcome?

I am so excited to see what the rest of the week holds. And even though Biggie captured the first encounter, I know there is so much more to come. May the force be with me. I’m going to need it.

Want to help me hit my number? Come down to the bar. I promise I’ll keep the lights low.

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