What choice does she have?

Hera sighed as she reached the dock, gripping onto the cold metal ladder underwater. Was she really about to do this? It's not like she could stay in the water forever, she'd freeze. Her bare nipples pressed up against the cold metal platform wall, an uncomfortable reminder of her current state. She cursed under her breath, and began climbing.

Peering just over the edge of the dock, she saw the harbor swarming with people. Stormtroopers on patrol, pilots passing through, merchants trying to make a quick buck, they all crowded every square inch of the platform. There was no way Hera could get though undetected. "Though", she thought, "maybe they'll be too busy to even notice me?" She gulped, and hopped up onto the platform, her bare feet smacking against the cold metal. Throwing an arm over her breasts, and her other hand over her pussy, she tiptoed into the crowd, as though being quiet would help her avoid being seen.

Yeah, that didn't work. Only ten seconds after entering the crowd, Hera felt a hard smack on her bare ass. Turning around with a scowl, a huge group of pilots formed a human wall, blocking her path as they whistled and jeered. Turning back the other way, Hera realized in horror that the rest of the crowd had walked her in as well, laughing and taking holovids. Within a few short seconds, Hera was the center of attention of the whole harbor. She blushed furiously, clutching her privates as tightly as she could. She attempted to dash through the crowd, but the first person she tried to run past grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her to the ground. Hera used her hands and caught her fall, exposing herself entirely, much to the pleasure of the crowd. Hera closed her eyes, trying to see if she'd wake up back in the Ghost, and this would all be a dream. Sure enough, as soon as she did, the crowd went silent. A glimmer of hope shined faintly. Was it all just a dream? Opening her eyes, Hera realized it was much, much worse than that.

Stormtroopers had broken up the crowd, and now had Hera surrounded at gunpoint. "This matches the description of the Rebel captain, Agent Kallus will be happy to see this" one of the troopers chattered over the mic. Before Hera could protest, she was being manhandled by troopers, and loaded onto an Imperial shuttle.