Hard to Tell

"Why girl... This is the Haunted Wood." the voice replied. "I imagine you got here the same way lots o' folks got here...that is...no one really knows."

The bush shifted about, and a pretty green eye peered through a hole in the foliage.

"How I got here? Girl, Shugre was born in the Haunted Woods, like all the other Wees. It's just...it's our home ya'll show up in."

The bush shook, and the Wees, Shugre, stepped out. She was short, maybe a bit less than five feet tall, with b-cup boobs hidden behind a barely covering tunic. Her midriff was exposed, and her loins were hidden behind a pair of cloth panties so tight that Calen could see she wasn't futanari. Red hair hung down in a bob around the light brown fur of the weasel girl's face, and the same fur transitioned to white along her belly. From the navel down she was a bit thicker than her upper body, with luscious thighs and hips.

One hand stroked along her belly at the base of her ribs, snuck under her shirt, then back out.

"So where do you think you're going? And what are you doing?" Shugre asked, one hand smoothing over one of her concealed breasts. She made absolutely no effort to conceal the fact that she was eyeing up Calen's nakedness.