Examining her Asset

Once Elizabeth moves out of the way, Madame Bouvier enters the room, followed closely by the tall gorgeous green bimbo. Stella can't help but lick her lips at the sight, observing the sperm-stained curves of the once-mighty warrior.

Xena's eye shine as she look upon the witch. Not sure what she should do in this situation, she decides to kneel down and bow her head in front of the powerful enchantress who gave her this perfect body.

Stella places a hand on the orc shoulder, who takes it as an indication to lift her head up, and then their gaze meets.

With a simple gesture, the witch dismisses Madame Bouvier, who curtsies and babbles some praise before backing out of the room. Elizabeth takes a step towards the door, but Lilian gently grabs her arm and whispers that they haven't been dismissed yet.

"Tell me about your week, darling," Stella asks her bimbo.

The orc's eye grow wide with excitement as she vaguely describes a week of gloryhole service. It is obvious by her enthusiasm that she is doing her best to recall as much as she can, but her tiny bimbo brain can only memorize so much.

"... And, like, every cock tastes so different! Iz like a ne'er endin', hum, y'know, that thing thas round and turns."

"Wheel?"

"Yes! A wheel of big yummy cawks, always one more and more. Mmmmmm..." She looks vaguely at the wall, lost in lustful thoughts.

"Xena?" the witch calls out after an awkward moment of silence.

"What?"

"Were you done?"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot we were talkin'."

Stella's eyebrows climb up. To think that a few weeks ago, this beautiful airhead was a tactical menace to the kingdom.

"Well, I'm glad you're enjoying your stay here. Now that I know your feelings, and that I've seen how successful you've been, I will hereby sign your permanent employment with Madame Bouvier."

Xena stares back with a slight confusion.

"You'll stay here forever," the witch vulgarizes.

"Oh! Goody!" The orc is so happy that she picks up the closest person, which is Elizabeth, and squeezes her into a big hug. The bottom-heavy redhead panics a little as her feet leave the ground, but she soon grows comfortable in the arms of the big green gal.

"I am glad this is all settled. But there is one more details I'd like to check with you."

Xena carefully drops the smaller human, then brings her focus back on the witch. "Yess, Mizz Stella?"

"How good are you at eating pussy?"

The orc gives her a blank look, while unconsciously sucking on the tip of her index finger.

"Xena?"

"Iunno. I don' think I've done it ever."

Stella doubts that. Before her capture, the one-eyed orc was rumored to be quite successful with lady orcs. Then again, that was a long time ago for a creature with such a tiny brain.

"Then," she says, spreading her legs and lifting her dress, "let's try you out."

Xena might be slow to understand, but the witch's open legs are not hard to interpret. The big green girls gets to her knees beside the bed, gingerly placing her large hands on the witch's thick thighs.

"Lilian, dear, why don't you come kneel down beside her? This gorgeous moron might need some guidance. And Elizabeth, you come behind me, I've heard that you're not bad at giving massages."

The girls get into position, and the enchantress moans when the chubby gal's deft hands begin kneading her shoulders. Lilian places a comforting hand on the orc's back, who's hungrily staring at the witch's hairy vulva.

"Give momma a kiss," Stella orders before grabbing the bimbo's ponytail.