Rescued by Rotta: A Star Wars fanfiction by Thelegoking99

Chapter one: crash landing

Contains nudity and references to sexual abuse, adults only.

"This is Rebel One, my ship's been damaged and I'm going down!" Leia had yelled into the comlink as her Y-Wing plummeted to the planet below. "I've spotted a small planetoid somewhere below, coordinates as follows…"

Her ship had been hit by a shower of micro-meteors upon entry to the solar system, as well as flying through an electromagnetic storm. She had lost several components including her stabilizers and thrusters and her instruments were down, leaving her flying blind. Leia had just barely been able to veer off to avoid a comet as she plummeted towards a small swampy planet below, one that seemed vaguely recognizable. Her ship was shaking and she could tell the R2 unit she had borrowed from the Republic military was destroyed in the storms.

"This is Rebel One, is anyone out there?" Leia had tried again, but there was no response but static as she flew through the atmosphere, the re-entry causing the cockpit to heat up.

She had then shut off the comlink and tried again desperately at the controls, trying and failing to fly farther or bail out, both failing due to the EMP emitted from the storm. Leia closed her eyes and placed her hands over a small hologram transmitter, displaying an image of herself, Han, and her twins Jacen and Jaina, now almost four years old. She fought back tears as she flew through the atmosphere into the turgid swamp planet, her ship closing in on a huge swampy place overgrown with vines…and then everything went black as she screamed from the shock of impact.

"AAUGH!" Leia screamed as she jumped up, suddenly rolling over and falling onto a firm floor of baked clay, wrapped up in a thick blanket.

She blinked twice to clear her vision as her heart pounded in her chest. Leia was in a large yurt of wattle-and-daub style construction, made from thick sticks and clay baked into a home. From what little she could see, it was roughly the size of a garage, slightly large for a hut, but small for a house, lit by glowing crystals. The sound of lightning outside and the pattering of rain told Leia the storm hadn't passed yet. She was tightly swaddled in a blanket made from cotton and fiber woven together, and it felt warm and cozy, with a particular amount of padding on her bottom. The sound of a door opening made Leia turn towards her right, and she saw a large metal door opening in a similar matter to a portcullis, sliding open on a pair of little metal rollers.

"Hello?" Leia called as she blinked and rubbed her eyes. She felt tired, and her body felt pained. "Who are you? Where am I?"

Leia's vision was blurred due to the light of the crystals and the pain in her head, which was wrapped in bandages. The light was dim and she couldn't quite make out who, or even what, had rescued her. A large shape made itself known as a pair of large eyes stared at her.

"Are you okay?" a deep voice asked in Basic, a thick hand holding Leia's shoulder, which felt bare. "You were in a crash, I barely got you out in time."

"I…I can't see well." Leia said as she blinked twice, feeling a bandage around her head.

"Oh! Hold on a moment…" the voice said as a slippery substance was gently rubbed into Leia's eyes. "…there. Just blink hard and focus."

Leia blinked twice, feeling the blanket swaddled around herself as her bottom felt large and soggy. Had it been bruised? Her vision started to return as the room came into focus, and she turned around…to see a Hutt staring at her. She started and stumbled backwards, fearful at what had happened. Had she been captured by the Hutt cartels? Leia's mind started flashing back about 8 years ago, to when Jabba had captured her, had forced her to strip naked before his crowd, and made her his slave girl…

"Whoa! Easy there, you've been out for a while now." The Hutt said as he caught Leia's hand, keeping her from falling backwards. "Are you okay? Who are you?"

"Where am I?" Leia asked, startled. "Am I on Nal Hutta?"

"No, no, you're a long way from there." the Hutt said. "You're on Daluuj. I've lived here for a couple of years."

Leia stood still, the blanket still draped around herself. She remembered she had been on Daluuj years ago with Han, Luke and Chewbacca, rescuing Gial Ackbar and a few other Mon Calamari from the Imperials that had captured them. After the rescue, the Rebels hadn't put the planet back on the map since it wasn't very useful due to its storms, leaving a blank space for starships like hers to fall into. Leia hadn't realized anybody lived here, what with how inhospitable the place was.

"Are you okay? You had a concussion and were hallucinating for a while there." the Hutt said, concern in his voice. "Do you need some food?"

He slithered over to a large kitchen carved out of stone, motioning towards a few pots and pans filled with steaming food cooked over a stove heated by coal.

"I've got some pasta, mushrooms and paddy frogs cooking here, you're welcome to them." The Hutt said as he held up a large pot. "I assume you'd like to eat? You've been out for three days."

"Three days…?" Leia said, startled. "Wait, I was in a coma?"

The Hutt nodded.

"I couldn't get you awake, I had to use some medicine to keep you from catching a fever." He said, stirring the pasta before pouring it into a couple of bowls carved from stone.

Leia felt warmth at being cared for, and by a Hutt, nonetheless. She felt so grateful, yet still subconsciously afraid. She still hadn't fully gotten over the sexual humiliation and molestation she had received at the hands of Jabba, although this Hutt seemed very kind to her.

"Thank you…I owe you for this."

She stood up and dropped the blanket, making the Hutt blush and turn away.

"Um…you might want to put the blanket back on." He said, making Leia look downwards.

She gasped when she realized that underneath the thick blanket, she was naked but for a huge, padded diaper, and apparently had been wearing it the entire time. With her bruising, she hadn't even noticed it. Leia quickly grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her exposed body, blushing dark red as The Hutt remained with his back to her.

"Where are my clothes?" Leia gasped, looking around the hut.

"They were too shredded to preserve and what little remained was giving you a fever in the cold air." The Hutt said as he turned around, his eyes still closed to preserve Leia's modesty. "Are you decent now?"

"Yes, you can look." Leia said, feeling touched at his shyness and respect for her privacy.

"Sorry about that, I wanted to make sure you were healthy. I had to put you in diapers to make sure you stayed clean." The Hutt said, opening his large golden eyes. "Oh, I forgot, how rude. My name is Rotta."

"Leia Organa Solo." Leia answered, adjusting her blanket so that her breasts remained obscured.

Rotta gasped and bowed, or as much as a Hutt could bow.

"Your highness!" he said, sounding startled. "I'm sorry, I didn't know-"

"It's okay, it doesn't matter that much." Leia said, undoing the diaper and dropping it into a garbage pit, using a chemical wipe offered by Rotta to clean herself as Rotta closed his eyes to preserve her privacy. "Thank you for saving me, I thought I was done for."

Leia walked into a small dining room and kitchen, smelling the hot food cooking on the stone stove.

"I saw your ship crashing when I was out collecting frogs." Rotta said as Leia licked her lips at the sight of the pasta. "I was afraid you wouldn't survive, but after I saw you were still alive, I got you out before the ship exploded."

"You saved my life…" Leia said, feeling a warmth inside of her as she adjusted the blanket that was now her only garment. "…thank you."

"At first, I was afraid you were somebody working for my father." Rotta said as he slithered into the dining room with Leia, who sat on a stone seat covered in leather padding. "He never forgave me after I refused to follow him in his profession, although for whatever reason, he did apparently leave me his money in his will, so after he was killed by a rebel woman, his banks contacted me and told me I had inherited his money. Unfortunately, a few of his former employees tried to get me to hire them, so I moved out here where they couldn't find me. I thought you might be one of the people he employed, trying to get me to do something terrible, so I kept a low profile. I've always liked a more modest lifestyle, so Daluuj sounded like the perfect place."

Leia ate the mushrooms slowly, curious about this young Hutt's past.

"Your father?" she asked, curious about this young Hutt. "Who was he?"

"Jabba Desilijic Tiure, I assume you've heard of him." Rotta said, his expression looking wistful but proud as he poured some fruit juice into cups made of carved bone. "We never got along, and I ended up leaving him years ago for a more modest life. I personally never understood why any Hutt would live in a B'omarr monastery on a planet so dry you need lotion applied to yourself daily to even keep your skin from drying out, but I suppose he wanted to be right there in the middle of the spice trade."

Leia's heart skipped a beat. Rotta was Jabba's son? She trembled as she felt her stomach tightening in terror. The leather-covered stone she sat upon felt comfy on her bare bottom, but the feeling of the stone reminded her of his throne, where she had spent most of her time chained to over the week she had been Jabba's sex slave. She remembered being fondled and groped, violated by his fat fingers and stripped against her will…

"Are you okay?" Rotta asked, looking at Leia with his huge eyes. "You seem distant."

"Yes, it's…just the concussion from the crash." Leia said, blinking and eating some of the pasta. It tasted nice and soft, seasoned with rock salt. "You speak very good basic." She said, trying to change the subject.

"Thank you, I learned from private tutors." Rotta said as he ate the pasta and a paddy frog. "It's a bit of a tricky language to learn, but once you get the hang of the grammar, it's pretty easy to speak in."

Leia looked down at the frog, remembering how Jabba had forced her to eat the very same types of food. She remembered him forcing it into her jaws, being forced to chew while it wriggled in her mouth, the laughter as he undid her bra in front of the audience…

"Rotta, there's something I have to tell you." she said, feeling a tightness in her heart at what she was going to say. "Your father…he didn't die by a Rebel soldier, he-"

"I know what happened to him." Rotta said, looking at Leia with his huge eyes. "Anyone who's heard of Princess Leia knows you killed him after he captured you."

He slithered over and hugged Leia, his sticky skin feeling cool and comforting to the naked Princess through the blanket she wore. Leia realized she couldn't hear the rain falling anymore, and looked out the window.

"Don't worry, I don't blame you. If anything, he had it coming for years." Rotta said as he let go, his skin leaving a small amount of slime on Leia's bare flesh. "I warned him that someday, he was going to get what's coming to him if he gave in to his lust and greed. I always hated how he treated those poor women he kept in his palace, and from what I heard he did to you, I say good riddance to the old geezer."

Leia giggled a little, joined in by Rotta as she chewed the raw (but thankfully not live) frog. She drank the juice from her bone cup, relishing the sweet taste of the beverage. The longer they talked and ate, the longer Leia felt comfortable in his presence. But she soon realized the fleet was out looking for her, and she wasn't sure if the Rebellion knew where she was.

"Rotta, do you have any comlink tools in this hut?" she asked, finishing off her meal.

Rotta shook his head.

"No, I didn't want to send out any transmissions, in case my father's employees, or worse, his friends, try and find me. I do occasionally send out for supplies, but usually I have a courier I hire to bring things and it's his week off."

"Then we'll have to make it back to my ship on foot." Leia said as she stood up, dropping her blanket and pulling on her boots. "Please don't turn away like that, I don't care. I mean, it's not as if you wear clothing either."

Rotta blushed as he turned and gazed upon Leia's naked body, which gleamed like a goddess in the sunlight.

"It sounds like the rains have stopped, so we should be fine for now." Leia said as she walked out of the large yurt, picking up her backpack, which was all she wore besides her boots. "I'm going to try and find my Y-Wing."

"I'll come with you." Rotta said as he pulled on a large backpack and grabbed some supplies, slithering out of the hut with Leia. "It's dangerous out there, there's deep canyons and Lake Worms all over the place."

Leia smiled, walking out and grabbing her helmet, putting it on and walking through the swamps.

"Thank you Rotta, for everything." She said, walking through the swamps like a goddess, naked but unashamed as Rotta followed her. "Let's go find my ship."

"Right, find your ship in a swamp planet covered in canyons and dangerous worms, with no contact with the Rebellion, no weapons and no clothing at all…should be easy enough." Her subconscious said to her as she walked on, feeling like a cavewoman and trying to ignore the exposure she was currently experiencing. "Nothing to worry about at all."

To be continued.