Arresting A Smuggler

"Next stop, Gavlech river port!" calls the orc girl and begins rowing, an impressive feat, given the sheer size of the vessel.

"Halt! In the name of the Dark Elf Kingdom!" You appear just behind the orc at the prow of the boat.

"Ahg! who the fuck are you? How did you stow away?"

"I didn't stow away, mam, I just got here. I have received reports of smuggling happening via these very tunnels, now, by the authority of the Dark Elf Kingdom, I must search your vessel for contraband."

"That's crap, the dark elves would never give a feeble male any authority to do anything."

"If you are resisting a search then I must escalate this further-"

"Escalate this!" The orc jabs a fist at you with lightning speed, perfectly aimed to smack you square in the jaw and probably knock a few teeth out. Fortunately Daisy, standing quiet and unseen to the side, gives the orc a good shove, sending her off balance and ass over tits on the deck.

"This is my deputy, Daisy, but you can just call her the Jugs. Now, about that search for contraband..."

Without much effort, you and Daisy remove the tank top and shorts from the struggling orc.

"Wowza, girl, that is one massive bra, you've gotta be hiding something in there." Daisy gasps in awe.

"Let me go you fiend! When I tell Queen Thexis you stripped a woman against her will, you'll wish you were dead! You'll be sorry if I don't kill you myself! I'll-"

"There have been some changes to the law and overall government in the Dark Elf City recently." You reply calmly, "However, if I'm gonna do a proper search, I need some proper light. Viyexta!"

Viyexta appears out of the gloom, cute little nipples bobbing happily, she pulls one of the lanterns out of the bag, immediately lighting up the deck.

"Much better, now Daisy, what are the odds our smuggler is hiding something in her bra?"

"There's gotta be something in there, a generous boulder holder is the closest things women's clothes have to pockets."

"You make a fair point, but in this case, I think its too crammed full of booby to fit anything else in."

"Well only one way to find out."

You nod in agreement, grab the bra, and rip the fabric apart as dramatically as you possibly can.

"Damn, chica, I will never doubt a pair of orcish mammaries again, those things are magestic.". Daisy says.

You spend the next few minutes giving the orc's upper body a very thorough inspection; however, you eventually come up empty handed... well, empty as in no contraband.

"Hey Daisy."

"Yes, Raider."

"I don't think we ever checked this girl's panties."

"Are you sure? That doesn't seem like something we'd forget?"

"Well let's check. Just in Case."

"Better safe than sorry I guess."

In an impressive show of strength, Daisy lifts the orc girl up, twists her round and positions her bent over, with her plump, green and panty-clad buttocks facing Raider and Daisy.

"Well would you look at that!" You remark

"We did forget, can't have her running away with illegal contraband in her knickers." Daisy finishes.

"Don't you dare you filthy human! And you, elf, you're a disgrace to your kind and to women. You should be ashamed, you're the most useless, shameless, wanton, perverted, fat-assed, slut in the continent."

"Enough of that." You scold, "Daisy is actually the most useful, shameless, wanton, perverted, fat-assed, slut in the continent."

The time has come, you grab the panties and yank them to the floor. One stamp later and the girl's raiding is complete.

"Well, it's clear you don't have anything on your person, literally at this point!"

"So please let me go!" the orc squeals

"Oh no, I still need to search the ship. Daisy, Viyexta, tie her to the mast."

You turn your attention to the baskets and crates on the deck, ignoring the orc's protests for now.

You open up a heavy wooden crate nearby to find some neatly folded linens.

"See! just standard fabrics and a few silks from the trading post, nothing illegal here, now let me down!"

You lift up the top layers of linen and are greeted by a collection of bottles.

"Orcish moonshine, Forest elf psychedelics, Sun Elf nudie mags..."

"Those aren't mine. I had no idea they were there, I just bought that crate because it said linens, I-" the orc stammers.

"Then you got very lucky, you could sell these in the market square for a very handsome profit."

"Wait. I could?"

"Like I said, a lot of changes in the dark elf city recently."

"Oh, well in that case, I really don't have anything illegal so let me go!"

"Well what's in this basket?"

"Um... just more orc liquor and party ****"

You gracefully pick up the basket, it's much heavier than it looks, and tip it upside down allowing the contents to drop clumsily to the floor.

"Hey look at that! It's two elf nobles already in their underwear!" Shouts Daisy in excitement.

"They're work out clothes and they help blood circulation!" Snaps Villesti, trying to brush the tangle of silver hair out of her eyes.

"How did you even find us?" Vixella demands, ignoring her mother and trying to arrange her own silver hair to cover the parts of her that a much too big sports bra won't. "The tunnels are impossible without a guide. Wait, what are you doing here?" She spots Viyexta holding the lamp next to you. "You brought them? How could you? parading yourself around naked no-less, after all I've done for you!"

"Hang on, do you guys know each other?" You ask, suddenly fascinated.

"Of course they do, don't you see the family resemblance, didn't you wonder how Viyexta knew about the smugglers tunnels and the exact route to get here?" Daisy asks incredulously.

"Raider, this is my sister and my mother, the matron of house Tazron. I joined the church as soon as it became clear that I was going to have a nice set of boobs on me." Viyexta gives a little giggle and shakes her assets to emphasize her point. "It was a surprise really, because both of them have such tiny, flat chests, it's a wonder I'm related to them."

"That's not fair! Don't you see the glorious and full bosom I have! You get it from me obviously!" Villesti argues until Daisy reaches into her top and pulls out the two huge falsies, letting the now deflated sports bra sag to the ironing board with nipples she calls boobs.

While Villesti stammers out her excuses, you hoist the two nobles back onto the shore, then give the boat a heavy push downstream.

"Hey, cut me down, don't leave me here!" the orc pleads.

"Don't worry, I've enchanted the boat, you'll sail all the way to the nearest river port, where I'm sure you'll find someone to help you out!" You respond helpfully.

You listen fondly to the orc's cries of "Let me go!" and "I'll kill you for this!" as she sails slowly down the cavern. Daisy did an admirable job of tying her hands behind the mast so she can't cover herself, and using rope to pull her legs out to the side, so whoever finds her will have a good spread-open view of all her glory.

"Now you two, let's get you back to the city, this is a big moment for dark-elf kind."