They have to share

"Um, what do you mean?" Thurkla asks. Utterly confused by the elf's question.

"Well, if you get that pile, where am I sleeping?" Morgala asks.

"We... share it?" The orc says, still confused.

"B-but... I..." The elf nervously blubbers.

"Do you have any blankets?" Thurkla asks as she starts to unbutton her shirt.

"W-what are you doing?" Morgala squeaks.

"I'm getting undressed," the green-skinned girl says as she pulls it open, revealing her large, D-cup breasts, and *GASP* her complete lack of a bra! "I've only got the one uniform."

The chubby elf just sits there in shock as her big, orcly companion continues stripping.

Thurkla is a big, muscular woman, standing over six feet tall. Her hair is long, straight, and black, coming down to the middle of her back now that it's free of her cap. Her body is young, toned, fit, and stands in perfect contrast to the chubby, out of shape, middle-aged elf looking at her.

I guess its easy to feel comfortable undressed when your body is that good...

The orc continues. She slips out of her boots and reveals her surprisingly small and dainty feet, then she undoes her belt and starts shimmying out of her pants, revealing not only her complete lack of panties (!) but a saucy black landing strip over her lovely pussy as well.

Morgala pulls her towel a little tighter around plump body as she feels an overwhelming sense of jealousy for Thurkla.

Gods, what I wouldn't give for a body like that...

The elf starts blushing at her own thought as she looks Thurkla over.

The orc is big, strong, fit, and has curves Morgala would kill for. Thurkla's breasts are large and gravity-defying with perfect dark green nipples, while her abs are absolutely shredded, and her heart-shaped butt perfectly compliments her feminine, but not-too-wide thighs.

The orc bends over, unintentionally giving the elf a great look at her green ass and her most secret of treasures, as she gathers up her discarded uniform. She tosses them onto the stagecoach and then turns around to look right at the supremely self-conscious elf.

"Do you want to be the big spoon, or the little one?" Thurkla asks as she rests her hands on her hips, exposing everything to the elf.

Morgala just blushes and looks away.