Hunting for Wild Truffles

Despite being naked save for a pair of sturdy boots, you don't feel that weird to be exploring the woods in this state of undress. Perhaps its the lovely sight of Emily's accompanying you on this adventure that makes it feel right.

Realising you're not paying enough attention to the path you've taken you tear your eyes away from the trail of sticky cum dribbling out of the pig's wiggling round ass and take stock of the area. The forest of tall pale trees around you is familiar... you think you've walked this track a few times before. The distant chirping of birds and buzzing insects makes you pause a moment to wonder what kind of animals could be lurking deeper in the forest.

Emily pauses too, holding her snout in the air for a moment before bending down again as she sniffs closer to the ground. That pink butt is too enticing, your cock hard again of course, and you go up to the pig and squeeze her cheeks. She hums at your grip but doesn't say anything, concentrating on her scent seeking.

"Save it," she says, straightening again and glancing back to your cock. "There'll be plenty of time for more of that later. Truffles should be this way."

You follow closely and keep your eyes peeled for any signs of the elusive dragon orchid truffles. You're genuinely impressed by how far Emily's sense of smell has taken you when she stops at the base of a twisting old oak and sniffs at the roots. "Here!" she says excitedly. "Definitely here!" You bend down and start to gently shovel away the dirt where she's pointing and sure enough you uncover the shimmering blue shape in the ground. It resembles a handful of crystalline blueberries smooshed into a lump, covered in a black web of thin veiny strands, and you carefully remove it from the earth. At this size it's most certainly worth at least five times more than all of the rose truffles you harvested earlier. The entire dragon orchid truffle weighs almost nothing as you hold it in your hands in front of the pig. Her nostrils flare and she takes in the unfiltered smell of it, her body quivering. It's so enjoyable a small moan escapes from her lips and she blushes.

You smile and feel your own arousal increase from Emily's sounds and quickly put the truffle away and seal the box shut.

"Any more?" you ask her as she starts to sniff again. It takes a moment for the air to clear and the pig's nose twitches.

"I think that might have been it..." she says, slightly disappointed.

"That's okay," you say reassuringly. "That one fungus alone made the trip worth it." The pig nods with you but then turns her heard suddenly

"What's that?" she whispers, and you realise she hasn't picked up another scent but heard something instead. You see her pointed ears twitch as she strains to listen. You're both quiet for a moment and you think you hear it too. A distant ... splashing?

"Oh... there's a lake nearby," you think aloud, remembering your earlier explorations of the woods with your sisters as a kid. Emily hones in on the sounds and steps towards it, taking a few deep breaths though her nose. "Do you smell something?" you ask her curiously.

"Sort of," she replies. "It's faint but... enticing."

That was intriguing. And you think you know which way to head to reach the lake. It's not too far from here if memory serves. You gently tap the lip of your truffle box and contemplate what to do.