The Bride of Jabba the Hutt (part 1)

The Bride of Jabba the Hutt

The following is a retelling of the events that occurred in the beginning of ‘Star Wars Episode VI: The Return of the Jedi’. Nearly all characters in this story are the property of Lucasfilms™ and the Disney Corporation but the story in itself is more or less an original product of my own design. This story involves adult themes and should not be read by anyone under the age of eighteen and includes elements that most, if not all people may find incredibly disturbing and childhood ruining including sweat play, scent play, scat, watersports, hypnosis, transformation elements and disgustingly graphic Hutt sex. No Ewoks were harmed in the writing of this story but Gungans definitely got killed.
Enjoy. Love from Sarak11~

It was a day after her failed attempt to save Han from Jabba’s clutches, she was so confident when she had managed to get him unfrozen from Carbonite only to have her attempt thrown back in her face. Jabba’s laughter rang out throughout the chamber and the curtain was drawn back to reveal the disgusting Hutt himself alongside his retinue of court followers. The red eyed Twi-Lek Bib Fortuna stood beside him, the disgusting creature that Jabba kept as a pet sounding off that terribly annoying laugh of his. Even the solemn Boba Fett was present at the time, though it was hard to say if the bastard was smirking behind that Mandalorian helmet of his. As Han was removed from the royal court of the disgusting leader of the Hutt’s, Leia was brought forth to Jabba, who informed her that he would have good use for her.
Leia grimaced as his tongue slithered up her cheek, the stench of his breath stinging at her nostrils and making her queasy to the point that she was convinced she throw up all over the disgusting slug creature that was Jabba. She managed to keep it in however, she was certain that even if she did vomit that the disgusting bastard would probably not even notice, it would just join the rest of that thick slime that coated his obese length. It was almost a relief when Bib Fortuna grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the lord of the Hutt’s, dragging her away and down towards a hidden section of Jabba’s palace, a place where few ever leave alive. The Slave Quarters were a grim place with a musty scent of unwashed Twi-Lek body was strong in the dim jail. The bastard Bib smirked, his yellowed, sharpened teeth gleaming in the faint torch light of the cells as he opened up the creaking steel door and threw Leia in and shut the door behind her, twisting the key in the lock and leaving her alone. At least she thought she was alone.

She quickly got up and ran over to the metal door, pulling on the bars and yelling out for Bib to come back and release her but it was clear that no one was coming back, even the Gamorrean guards standing at the door out seemed deaf to her pleas. “It get’s easier if you don’t fight it.” Came the sound of a female behind her. Leia gasped with surprise and jumped on the spot as she turned around and came face to face with another Twi-Lek, one of the many that Jabba possessed in his harem. She was a tall woman with pale green skin that glistened in the meagre light of the cell they shared, her lekku wore fishnet head stockings and her lips were curled into a permanent, sultry smile that screamed ‘Prostitute’.
“I am Mother Noona; I look after all the initiates in Jabba’s palace.” She said without waiting for Leia to reply. She took a step forward and looked up and down over Leia’s body with what could only be described as a lusty stare. “Oh I see why Lord Jabba sent you down here; you will make a wonderful bride.” She quipped as she turned around and walked to the dark corner of the cell and lifted a hidden slab upwards, revealing a small keypad set in the wall. “BRIDE?!” Leia spurted out, shocked at what Noona had said. Leia would die before she married that disgusting creature, Jabba must know that. Noona chuckled softly as she punched in some digits into the keypad and the wall started to tremble. “I know darling, which is why he sent you to me.” She said as the wall started to shift and rise up, revealing a secret passage way built into the palace. “What is this?” Leia asked curiously as she walked over to where Noona was sat, looking into the dark passage way, the scent of damp and decay wafting up through the deep corridor. “It’s your future darling.” Noona replied with a knowing grin. Leia was apprehensive to say the least as she watched Noona walk past the dusty threshold and in to the corridor. She didn’t want to follow her, but what choice did she have, was she just going to sit around in this cell? She may have been better off if she had.

Leia followed Noona through the dirty passage, the strong odour of wet, clammy stone and plaster and mould was strong in her nostrils, making her grimace the further down they went. “Just a little further...here we are.” Noona said as they finally came across a thick wall, it seemed to Leia that they had met a dead end, but then the stone started to creak and quiver before it began to slide down in to the ground, revealing something that surprised Leia more than she’d care to admit. The wall opened in to a large chamber, circular in shape that was dominated by a centre piece of pillows where multiple slave girls of assorted races were at play, giggles and chatters echoing though the massive room as Leia stepped through the threshold and in to the room. She looked up and around the room and saw it’s domed ceiling, a thick panel of green glass was letting some of that hot, Tatooine sun shine down on top of them and along the top side of the wall were dozens of alcove where masculine voices laughed and spoke, assumedly while watching the slave girls interacting. “What is this place?” Leia asked, dumbfounded as she heard the door creak and shut behind her, trapping her in this large room with everyone else.
“This is Jabba’s collection, but don’t mind them. They are common whores in comparison to you dear, you’re to be Jabba’s wife after all, but you first need to learn your place.” Noona’s words send shivers of fear down Leia’s spine, what did you mean by ‘learning her place’? It didn’t sound good but she resolved to herself that she wouldn’t give in, that she wouldn’t let these gangsters do what they want with her. “It’s pointless Noona; I won’t let you beat me down in to submission.” She said, turning her nose up at Noona defiantly when she was abruptly struck over the back of the head by a Gamorrean guards axe hilt, knocking her to the ground with a groan of pain.

“That’s Mother Noona to you, you may be destined become the Hutt Lords bride, but until then, you’re a slave and you will act as such.” Her words sounded sweet and melodic with a hit of sadism that threatened Leia with more pain. Noona wouldn’t be the one to inflict said pain of course, that was what the Gamorrean guards were there for, the disgusting, sweat coated, green pig-men stood all around the chamber, several of them there to keep an eye on the slave girls and reprimand them for disobedience. Leia was on the ground, grimacing in agony as she reached back and put a gloved hand over the back of her head. Still clad in Boushh’s armour it made it hard to move but as soon as she had gotten her hand over the back of her head, Noona had kicked at her chest with that bare foot and send her sprawling over onto her back.
“Stop, please!” She pleaded, she didn’t want to be hurt any more, and the pain in her head had made her a little dizzy. Noona grinned and raised her foot in the air; the dust of the floor of Jabba’s palace was plain on the calloused sole of her foot and the dour odour that radiated from her foot was enough to keep Leia in her state of dizziness. “Oh don’t worry darling, I will.” She replied before lowering her foot down and pressing it against Leia’s face, exposing her directly to the vile stench that clung to her foot flesh like flies on Bantha shit. Leia let out a low groan of discomfort as she felt the sole on her skin, sweat and dust wiping against her chin and the disgusting scent worming it’s way up her nostrils, making her feel sicker than when she had smelled Jabba’s vile breath. She might have opened her mouth to plead with the bitch to remove her nauseating foot from her face, but she didn’t want to risk getting any of that foul taste in her mouth. Salacious Crumb’s infuriating laughter echoed through the chamber as he perched on one of the balconies of the alcoves above while enjoying the show, as if things couldn’t get any worse.
Leia was starting to feel sicker and sicker as she felt bile starting to rise up her throat, things getting dark as she felt the stinging sweat dribbling down the corners of her eyes, forcing her to close them too. “You’ll learn your place in good time Leia or else Jabba may feed you to the Rancor.” She said as everything dimmed and Leia slipped out of consciousness.

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Leia finally came to a couple of days later and she woke up in one of the alcoves adjoining the bottom floor of the chamber, overlooking the pillows where the slave girls were sleeping. It must be night or something. The first thing she noticed however was that the stench of salty foot sweat that obviously remained from Noona’s disgusting feet was still stinging at her nostrils. She briefly considered getting up from where she was but she could feel a chain constricting her wrist. She sat up and saw that she was stripped of her armour and was clad (If you could call it that.) in revealing gold lingerie, a maroon strip of silk covering her from below the waist. Leia pulled on the chain in frustration as she stiffened on the pillows where she found herself. “You’ve been asleep for some time Leiruda.” Came the voice, whispering from the darkness. She’d recognize that melodic tone anywhere. Noona.
“You...bitch...” She mumbled sleepily as she looked around and spotted her silhouetted form standing in the corner by a large hookah, smoke plumes fading out from her lips. She then realized that the Twi-Lek had called her a name she didn’t recognize, who was Leiruda? It certainly wasn’t her, despite the fact that the name shared the first three letters of her first name. “My name is Leia.” She said finally as she whipped again at the chain attached to her wrist in a feeble attempt to free herself. “You missed a lot you know, the smuggler Solo and his walking carpet friend were executed yesterday, flung into the pit of Carkoon where they will be digested for hundreds and hundreds of years. They’ll die of starvation first of course, but all the while the digestive juices of the Sarlaac will melt at their flesh for a few days. I was told the screams were horrible.”

Leia looked disgusted by this information, her face fell and a look of abject terror shone in her eyes. “You’re lying.” She said. Han couldn’t be dead, so much was left unsaid, so much left undone, and how would they defeat the Empire without his help in the cock pit of the Millennium falcon? “Am I? Then how would I have this?” She asked as she stepped out from the shadows, she was clad in a deep red robe, silky streams of fabric clinging to every curve of her torso and in her hand she held something that stopped Leia’s heart. Luke had planned everything, their capture, their execution and he even had the foresight to hide his Jedi weapon in a compartment within R2-D2 and yet there it was in Noona’s hand, Luke’s lightsaber, the one he had constructed himself in Ben Kenobi’s hut, the one that had taken him so long to finish, But if they had that...
“What have you done with Luke?” She asked, her voice trembling with fear, her friends couldn’t be dead, they just couldn’t be. “He’s alive for now, stewing in the dungeons with your friend Calrissian. Lord Vader is coming to take him in to Imperial Custody, but don’t worry. They don’t know about you.” She finished as she slid the lightsaber into one of the deep pockets of Noona’s robe. How could they have captured Luke? He was so skilled, a powerful Jedi Knight and yet they still managed to take him prisoner. If they were all captured and Chewie and Han were dead...then what would become of her? Would she be forced to marry that disgusting gastropod Jabba? Why did the beast even want to marry her, it didn’t make much sense to her, he couldn’t hope to beget any heirs on her human body after all, was it some kind of trinket marriage? Did he just want to parade her around in front of his guests, the bride of Jabba being the princess of Alderann?

“It’s time to commence your training.” She finally said after leaving her in silence for so long, she smiled as she let her robe slide down, revealing her bare, green shoulders, sweat dripping down her naked flesh. It was only as Leia noticed the perspiration on Noona’s skin that she realized just how hot this place was. The chamber seemed to have trapped the heat that shone in during the long, hot Tatooine days and kept the place like a sauna through the night. It wasn’t exactly the most comfortable place to be. Why was Noona stripping off her robe though? She was forced to watch as the silken fabric slipped lower and lower, her breasts slipping free, her tits were massive things, bigger than a melon each and bobbing up and down with each deep breath the Twi-Lek took. It seemed that for every inch the robe lowered, she was blasted with more of the vile body odour that surrounded Noona. Gods above, did Jabba ever let these slaves bathe?
She watched as it went down, revealing her bare midriff, her bellybutton piercing twinkling and glittering. She couldn’t believe it, she could recognize the makeshift crystal that Luke had used to build his sabre, and Noona had stolen it and used it as a bellybutton piercing! She was furious now and she grimaced as she yanked on her chain again, straining her wrist and sending a shot of pain up her arm. “You BITCH, you stole his crystal!” She yelled at Noona who only grinned as she held the robe up around her waist, shaking her full hips and squishing her breasts together with her arms, bringing her hands just over her crotch while she bent over a little bit and made a mock pouting face at Leia. “Oh did I? I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize.” She said before a cruel laugh escaped her lips.
The Twi-Lek was not finished with her strange strip tease however, she still had yet to let her robe drop to her ankles but still Leia was uncomfortable, not just with the sight of Noona’s naked body or the fact that she was lording over the point that she was losing every hope she had of being rescued, but she was disoriented by the vile odour that radiated from Noona’s disgustingly sweaty body. “You’ll pay for this you cunt, you’ll die screaming, I swear it.” She said, giving Noona an evil glare. She wondered that if she did end up marrying Jabba would she able to pull those strings, which might have at least been the upside to this whole bizarre affair.

Noona just seemed to ignore Leia’s vicious words before letting her robe drop, revealing her thick, curvaceous hips and shapely legs but most astonishing was the hidden appendage between Noona’s legs, the massive cock, slimy and green and dripping with sweat, the disgusting scent increased tenfold in the small alcove as Leia was forced to watch Noona’s disgusting dick drooping down between her creamy green thighs, drooling a thick, yellowed brown substance down between her feet which were as rancid as they were when she had smothered Leia’s face with them. “Oh god, you’re a freak.” She whispered as she looked up towards Noona who stood still, hip cocked, a hand drifting down between her legs and stroking at the base of her gargantuan and disgusting shaft with a pinkie finger. “A freak? No, not at all. Did you not know that all Twi-Lek’s have inverted sexual organs? Our men have delicious little cunts between their legs and our women have...well, these.” She said, looking down to her crotch and licking her lips as she took in the sight of her ghastly, greasy looking third leg.
Noona looked back up towards Leia again and took another step towards the bed of pillows that Leia was laying on, the odour just growing stronger the closer she got. It was too much, Leia couldn’t handle this disgusting stench and she let the bile rise up her throat and spews out over the pillows, the sound of gagging and thick chunks of sick splattering down over the pillows and the dusty stone floor echoing through the harem chamber. “Hehe, do not be afraid Leiruda, that’s how they all react at first, Jabba helped me with that effect. My people are usually so clean but Jabba is such a grimy, disgusting being, he needed someone who could train his sluts to get used to his vile body.” She took another step and started to lift her cock up a little bit, pointing the shaft towards Leia’s shivering body, the dour cock head pointed right at her. “Why...do you keep calling me that?” She mumbled as she wiped away the bile from her lips with her free hand, looking up towards Noona. “It’s your new name, you’re to be a queen amongst the Hutts darling, we can’t have you being referred to by your old name, you need a good name to match your future appearance.” She said with another lick of her lips as she looked over Leia with lust, giving her cock a small jerk, coaxing more filth out from her dick and down over the ground. A revolting sight that made Leia’s stomach twist even more, threatening to blow chunks all over again.

So many thoughts were rushing through Leia’s mind, a new name? Her future appearance? What would become of Luke and Lando? It was all too much and she felt like another faint was drawing close, the stench was definitely not helping, it was just making her dizzy and sickly all at the same time. “No no, you must stay awake for this next part Leiruda my dear, there’ll be no passing out on your wedding night.” Noona whispered as she came closer and closer until she had her knees on the pillow and was crawling on all fours over Leia, she could feel the slimy length of her wretched shaft brushing up between her legs, warm and cool at the same time, it was horrible, disgusting and it sent horrible thrills up and down Leia’s spine. “Get away from me you vile cunt.” Leia gasped as she reached up with her free hand and tried to push at Noona to keep her away, but Noona was too strong, she grabbed at her wrist and pinned her wrist to the wall as she pushed in closer and closer to Leia until her face was an inch away from Leia’s, the scent of her breath reminded Leia of the trash compactor back on the Death Star, vile and vomit inducing and just disgusting in general. And it was then that she leaned in and pressed her lips against Leia, causing her to squeal out in distress as the tongue invaded her mouth and pushed down towards her throat, drooling thick, slimy saliva that she had no doubt tasted exactly like the inside of a septic tank. But what could she do with one arm pinned and the other chained to the wall; she was forced into this disgusting make-out session by the disgustingly smelly Twi-Lek. But what was worse was the brief moment that she felt herself returning the kiss.
No, she couldn’t have done that, it must have just been some kind of involuntary spasm, she’d never kiss this disgusting bitch knowingly, she reeked, her cock carried disgusting diseases undoubtedly, and she wanted nothing to do with her so why would she actually return the kiss if not for an accidental spasm of some kind? After what felt like a decade of a foul tasting kiss, Noona pulled away slowly, a strand of saliva was connecting their lips from their disgusting intimacy, the vile flavours still staining Leia’s tongue like a visitor who overstayed his already very dubious welcome. “You...cunt...” She whispered breathlessly as she looked up at Noona, she wanted to wipe away the spittle, but her hands were tied.

“You’ll grow to love our time together Leiruda, when you marry Jabba, he will make a gift of me to you as your personal handmaiden by which time you and I will be the best of friends.” She said with a confident grin on her lips as she leaned in close again, her lips parted, her vile breath stinging her nostrils and sweat dripping from her lekku which drooped down on each side of her head. “I doubt that very much.” She replied, her breasts heaving with each laboured breath that escaped her lungs. On the Brightside, the disgusting odour was finally starting to lose it’d disgusting hold over her, becoming less and less noticeable as time went on although there was no escaping the definitely disgusting stench that emanated from Noona’s vile body. “You will, you may deny it, but even now the desire will be growing within you. You will become a wonderful bride to Jabba.” She said with a sultry smile on those puffy lips of hers, her confidence was really disheartening to Leia, she seemed so sure and it just made Leia feel less sure of her own confidence.
Noona finally stood up, Leia’s lower torso was stuck between her ankles and she couldn’t help but look upwards to Noona, her cock dangling down towards her, still dribbling with that disgusting thick slime but now it was dropping down over her stomach, the feeling of the disgusting, greasy slime slicked over her stomach and the stench of it was just abysmal, really horrible to breathe in. She wondered if she would ever get out of this position when suddenly Noona let out a small grunt as she pulled on the sticky foreskin of her massive cock and revealed the dark green cockhead, smeared with vile filth and even specks of dirty brown shit from the other slaves whom she had given a right proper fucking. But it didn’t end there. A thick, yellow brown stream of acrid urine abruptly erupted from Noona’s foul fuck-stick and sprayed down over Leia’s chest and face, a dirty, stinking stream of the golden brown liquid spurting down over her and saturating her in the disgusting Twi-Lek’s equally disgusting piss.

Leia sputtered and spat out mouthfuls of the disgusting amber fluid, trying to keep any of the vile stuff from going down her throat but it was an impossible task, she couldn’t keep it all out, nor could she breathe through her nose lest the disgusting stuff go down her nose and choke her, forcing her mouth open even wider. She couldn’t let that happen or else more disgusting urine would just pool in her open mouth and slide down her throat, spreading the disgusting flavour further around her mouth like some kind of despicable mouthwash. ‘It’s not so bad...it could be worse’ said a small voice in the back of her mind. No it most certainly couldn’t be worse! It couldn’t get any worse, she was getting pissed on by some sick, deviant Twi-Lek bitch, how could it possibly get any worse? ‘It really is not so bad...it’s actually kind of...tasty...’ no, she had to get that kind of thought out of her mind, that foul line of thinking would only destroy her and if she was thinking that, then maybe Noona was right and she would end up loving it, she could see why she would love it, the acrid, salty taste of Noona’s piss was so foul and yet so deliciously naughty, what’s not to love about her disgusting dick spewing out thick hot piss all over her face. Leia managed to catch herself before she opened her mouth to let more of the disgusting stuff in her mouth. No, she had to stop herself from thinking this kind of stuff, she couldn’t let them win!
The dank and disgusting stream of dirty piss started to falter at long last until finally a few dirty droplets dribbled down over her chest in thick little splatters. Leia felt the alien desire for more disgusting piss but quickly pushed away those tainted thoughts, she was just glad that the cunt was finally finished with her painfully drawn out piss. “You can deny it but you know and I know that you adored that.” She whispered as she took a step back and looked over Leia, the poor girl was dishevelled, everywhere from her breasts upwards were soaked in thick, yellow urine, her thick locks of brown hair were a mess and she had to blink away the stinging liquid out of her eyes, it was horrible but there was still that niggling feeling in the back of her mind that was saying that Noona was right, that she wanted...no needed more of that vile nectar to spurt out all over her.

Noona took a step backwards until she was finally back on the dirty, dusty ground, her dick drooling with a mixture of disgusting piss and thick, rancid smegma running in dirty rivulets down her thighs and to the floor. She grinned as she heard the snorting of a pair of Gamorrean guards walking in through the archway into the alcove; one held a massive tube of some disgusting green gunk and the other just had his sinister looking axe held between massive, sweaty, pudgy digits. “Well it looks like it’s time for your dosage. Your inner turmoil is only beginning Leiruda but it will end soon and then you’ll be begging for our play time.” The Gamorrean with the axe set his deadly weapon against the wall and withdrew a small syringe which just looked comical in his oversized hands. He drew in closer to Leia who struggled against her binds and yelled out for them to stop, she didn’t want this. She told them that the rebels would find her and then they’d murder them all, she told them that she’d pay them whatever sum they wanted but it didn’t stop the disgusting Pig-Man from walking over to her and grabbing her free arm, his clammy, disgusting palm held her tight and he jabbed the needle clumsily into her forearm.
Immediately Leia felt the sedative flowing through her, coursing through her veins and she watched with fear as the other guard approached now, uncorking the massive tube and dropping the cork to the ground as he held up the tube to Leia’s face. The stench was unbearable, a toxic odour that only served to push her further in to her sedated state, she was going to go unconscious any moment now and she had no idea what they were giving her. The last thing she remembered was the vile taste of that green slime on her tongue, the mixture of soured milk, stale faeces and grungy toilet floors spreading over her taste buds and that finished the job, sending her off into a sleepy spiral and everything went black again. She felt like she was trapped inside her nightmares for what felt like years even though it had only put her to sleep for the night, but still, those horrible dreams beleaguered her horribly. First she was back on the Death Star in the dirty trash compactor and that horrible creature had pulled her under the murky, filthy water and raped her as she drowned, then she was back in Jabba’s Palace in his Master Bedroom, screaming as she was slowly suffocated under his filthy folds. She dreamed she was in Hoth, locked in the Taun-Taun pens and getting fucked by their cold phalluses. The nightmares continued until she woke again in the swampy heat of the harem prison.

This time Leia woke up somewhere else. She was on a bed of pillows yet again but this time she wasn’t chained down and she was looking on the bed of sluts from a different angle. She grimaced as she looked at the different species, the most common of which were the Twi-Lek slaves. Jabba obviously had a type, or at least the common friends he invited to his court definitely did. She couldn’t hep but feel disgusted as she watched one of the Rodian slaves going down eagerly on a dirty Twi-Lek dick while another of the big cocked shemales were bent over, sticking their nose up the Rodian’s ass and taking deep sniffs of the dirty crack, her tongue slipping out from between her lips and up and down around the dirty looking pucker. Leia wasn’t chained but she knew she had no chance of escape. The fucking pig’s were all over the place and despite the fact they were clearly invested in watching the depraved sexy times in front of them they were still definitely focused on their jobs. Leia grimaced as she stretched out her arms. She had slept soundly but she still felt exhausted. The nightmares had seen to that.
It was as she was stretching that she noticed something was off about her. Her body felt different, much heavier than usual. She looked down and gasped as she saw her breasts had grown out quite a bit, as had her belly which was distended and hanging over her waist. She hadn’t even eaten in days and she was feeling starving but somehow she’d gained weight! Wait...she was starting to remember now, the previous night. That disgusting cunt Noona had forced herself on her and they made sweet passionate love together...wait, no that wasn’t right, it wasn’t sweet at all, the bitch raped her and pissed all over her face, she could still taste the ripe urine on her tongue...mmmhh...disgustingly sweet...she loved it...wait. Leia grimaced and shook her head as she got rid of those morbid thoughts. They were definitely not hers, but now that she was thinking about it she remembered that this was exactly what Noona had said would happen. That she’d learn to love it. And then she remembered that those disgusting Gamorrean bastards had come in and drugged her, pumped her full of some sedative and then put some disgusting shit down her throat. That must be why she’d gained so much weight! It was the only reason she could think of...

“Deep in thought Leiruda?” Noona’s sweet voice interrupted her, she was stood in a revealing set of gold breast coverlets, a red velvet strip of fabric hanging between her legs, hiding her disgusting dick from view but not taking away from the dour stench that radiated from the awful cunt. “What did you give me last night?” She grimaced as she managed to get to her feet. Her legs felt so weak for some reason but she guessed that it was probably because she hadn’t used them for a few days. “It was a gift from your betrothed.” She replied as she uncrossed her arms and stood back away from the archway of the alcove, grinning as she stepped into the roomier quarters she’d been afforded and sat on one of the deep, plush chairs that lined the wall of her room. “A gift? I’ve ballooned outwards, look at me!” She screamed out at Noona, trying to get balance on her feet but it just felt a little bit difficult. She reached down then and grabbed some of her newfound flab between her hands and gave it a wiggle, as if to display to Noona just how much she had changed, how much she had grown.
Noona just laughed as she looked at the effects of Jabba’s gift to Leia. She could already see her skin take on a slightly slimy look to it and she knew it wasn’t just the sweat from the thick heat that hung in the air of the harem prison. “Don’t waste your energy worrying about what you can’t change Leiruda, you haven’t even begun to fill out yet.” She said with a grin as she crossed her legs, giving a flash of that disgustingly sweaty shaft as she moved. Leia was about to yell again when she heard a disgusting slithering and a booming laugh echo through the chamber. “Ohohoho, Achuta muni.” The deep voice echoed and she looked out of the alcove and up towards one of the balconies where Jabba sat. The evil bastard looking down at him letting his disgusting tongue slither out and lick across his lipless mouth. “Jabba, you won’t get away with this...let me go and the rebels won’t burn this place to the ground.” She shouted, looking up towards him with disgust. She’d be damned if she was going to marry that wretched piece of filth. She was about to say something again when she saw a welcome sight. Threepio. They hadn’t dismantled him! “Beeogola Nechaska Ohohoho Tah-koh tee ma Kwee-Kunee shag, ubana nabuke wu.” Before he had even finished speaking, C-3P0 started to translate. “The mighty Jabba calls you a...stupid little princess and says you will be his slave queen, you can not win.” Threepio sounded ashamed of himself for translating the Hutts message.
“Put a sock in it Threepio, if the overgrown slug wants to talk to me he can do it himself, I won’t have his vile words spat at me through your vocal receptors.” She said, folding her arms and leaning against the archway as he looked up at the balcony at Jabba who let out a thick yell of rage as C-3P0 translated her response back to him. He continued to rage and let his fat arm swing out, hitting Threepio and knocking him over the railing of the balcony and sending him spilling down on to the hard floor, sparks flying from his joints as his legs were damaged and his arm was torn off from the impact. “THREEPIO!” Leia called out as she saw the old droid slam against the concrete, she ran over towards the broken droid, feeling breathless already as she reached him, her flab jiggling with every step she took until she fell to her knees at his side, reaching out and placing her hand on his head and looking at him apologetically. She shouldn’t have done that; she should have known that he would take his anger out on the protocol droid. “Princess...Leia...” He said as one of his eyes blinked into life, shining softly even though the other was damaged beyond repair. His voice quivered and cut off every so often, distorting a little bit and switching to Huttese every so often, but then he started to make sense again. “Princess...Captain Solo is still alive!” He mumbled, voice low as he started to lose power. What did he mean that Captain Solo was still alive, Noona said they fed him to the Sarlaac. Was it possible that that was another lie? Before she could ask more about what he had said, the light faded and the power drained in the protocol droid. C-3P0 was dead. Leia knew that if they kept the parts there was a chance to fix him, but that wasn’t going to happen, already, one of the Gamorrean guards was walking towards them, ready to gather up the pieces of the droid to scrap but Leia acted quickly and fumbled around the back of Threepio’s head, pulling out the memory and personality chip, all of Threepio was comprised in these tiny little chips, she still had hope of escape...