Constable Clara

Standing before them is a massive amazon of a woman, over six feet tall and dressed in frumpy, no-nonsense clothing with a large, gold badge pinned to her impressive chest.

She had black hair poking out from under her cap. Her teeth had small points to them, like fangs, and her skin was an exotic dark green. This woman was an orc!

But, I thought orcs were ugly and savage, what's one doing here... and looking so... so hot?

Hilda blushed at that last thought. When had her mind gotten so dirty?

"It's the constable! Run!" Someone in the crowd shouts, as the people gathered instantly disperse. Even Kelly and the other Inn girls are quick to drop Hunk (who lands unceremoniously on his butt, legs apart and giving everyone a great look at his still-hard member) and flee.

The constable now stands alone with the two nude nobles in the middle of town.

"Don't you know what you're doing is a crime?" The orc berates the two, even as a bead of sweat gathers on her brow. "Public indecency is no laughing matter."

"Indecency?!" Hilda says in shock. "How could I be considered indecent when I'm..." her hands clumsily paw at her very much exposed breasts, ass, and delicious honey pot. "N-NAKED!?"

Hilda blushes and squirms, her magically boosted confidence having been stolen with her jewelry. She squats down to try to hide her nudity, but all it does is give Clara an even lewder view of the human woman.

"And you..." Clara says as she stares lustily at Hunk, his body glistening in the sun as his hard cock twitches. "Letting those sluts play with your body! What kind of man are you?"

Hunk shivers in shame as he clumsily tries to cover his sensitive manhood with his hands, but he's not very successful. He moans in pleasure and humiliation as this powerful, physically imposing woman looks down at him.

"Wait, I understand now!" Clara says as an epiphany comes to her. "You aren't just run-of-the-mill perverts, you... you're a man whore!" The constable blushes, her green skin turning purplish.

Hunk weakly tries to protest, but is cut short as the long arm of the law picks him up and stands him on his shaky feet.

"That must mean you're his pimp!" Clara says accusingly at Hilda, anger spreading over her face. "What did you do? Seduce this simple farm stud with your soft, flabby body? Promise to let him touch you if he could make you rich? You disgust me!" Clara knocks Hilda over onto her back and presses her booted foot onto Hilda's chest.

Hilda mewls and tries to push the foot off her, but this orc is too strong. "That's not true at alllllllll," she whines.

A cruel smile comes over Clara. "I can see you wont confess easily. Not to worry. I can make you talk..."

She picks up Hilda and starts pulling the two bewildered humans along with her, terrified at what is about to happen.