Leia the Hutt

Leia looks out at the desert, hoping for Luke to come save them now that her own rescue attempt has failed.  She had been worried that Jabba was going to eat her or something, but the brute merely gave her over to his son.  The young Hutt wasn't so bad, both in temperament and in physical appearance.  While the father looks like some kind of warty toad, the son looks more like some kind of rainforest frog.  “Must take after his mother...” Leia thinks sourly.

Suddenly the young Hutt slithers into the room, an almost kind smile on his amphibian lips.  He tells her the process should begin soon.  He's been pumping the mutagenic pheromones into her room for a good half hour now.   She's about to ask him what he's talking about when she feels his slick hand grip her arm.  A tingling quickly spreads out from the point of contact.  Before she can pull away he's lifted her up and placed her on the bed.  Everywhere he touches her the warm, pleasurable tingling spreads.  She sees her skin turning green as slime starts forming on it, and she realizes to her horror that it's her own skin producing it, not just his.    Suddenly he's kissing her, and her tongue grows terribly long in her mouth to match his.  Like two wriggling slugs embracing each other.   She doesn't want to enjoy this, but his strange kind of sex is immensely pleasurable.  Everywhere they touch acts as a contact point where he can give her his genetic material.  Her whole body becomes erogenous.  At some point her hair recedes into her head and her legs fuse into a thick tail.  Her breasts growing to absurd proportions (for a human at least).  Through it all she's too occupied by her intense orgasms to notice.

The sun's set by the time he finishes.  She can smell something in his musk that tells her the mating is complete.  He pulls back and she can suddenly see a large mirror is suspended above the bed.  She sees the shapely female Hutt staring back at her.  Like her new mate, she's sleek and smooth.  He's panting hard, his slime as well as her own squished between the two of them.  “We'll have to do that several more times to ensure you're pregnant.”  She knows she should be appalled, but all she can do is blush and nod.  “I'd... I'd like that.”