take your seat on Jabba's hovering throne as you leave the spacecraft

Perched up on Jabba's throne, you sit in your scant outfit as a sexual wonder. You are a monument to Jabba's power, an object anyone would desire, and the stains of his green slime on your body are a testament to his sexual prowess and his hedonistic tendencies. His tail plays with your leg as you hover into the dismal world of Nal Hutta, the Hutt homeworld.

You pick up some information from Jabba's discussions with advisors, droids, and guards, and you find yourself pulling up closer to your Master's warm body as the cool, swampy air blasts across your exposed skin. A giant door stands in front of you.