A... splash?

*SPLASH*

The two naked cuties leap into each others' arms, seeking comfort and protection as each one gives into fear.

"WHAT WAS THAT?" Shrieks a terrified Silvia. She clings to her soft, saggy protector like a little girl hugging an over-sized teddy bear.

"I DON'T KNOW!" Wails the wimpy Hilda, who's own hands immediately shoot to the little drow's not-so-little behind as the two naked scaredy cats mash their bodies together.

"DON'T LET IT EAT ME!" Silvia wails, tears streaming down her eyes.

"PROTECT ME MISTRESS! I'LL BE A GOOD ****! I'LL BE GOOD!" Hilda blubbers back as her knees knock together.

The two are shaking in absolute terror, each one moments away from pissing themselves as they both look in the direction the noise came from and discover... It's a fish leaping out of a pristine stream!

"Oh..." Silvia murmurs, even as she continues to cling to her chubby buddy.

"Ah..." Hilda meekly responds, even as she keeps her head on the drow's shoulder and her hands on that tiny terror's beefy backside.

She smells so nice... Both women happen to think at the same instant.

"It's the stream you mentioned..." Silvia says. She still can't will herself to let go of Hilda.

"Y-yeah..." Hilda stammers.

The two stand there awkwardly for what feels like an eternity.

"Um... why don't... why don't we both get cleaned up?" Silvia finally asks as the two continue to embrace.

"S-sure..." Hilda replies, as the two finally let go of each other and make their way down to the water.