Stick with the plan

"W-we have a plan, I-I think w-we should stick to it," Thurkla says, sounding the weakest and most-frightened she's ever been.

Her hands nervously wander over her bare breasts and pussy to try to cover herself. But all her mincing does is further excite Morgala while also serving to remind the poor orc woman just how sensitive her body is.

"Elves are the masters of the forest, r-right? Y-you can lead us through this and get us to town, can't you?" Thurkla asks, the hope seeping into her tone.

"Well, um..." Morgala nervously coughs.

She comes from a long line of servants, none of whom have ever set foot in anything more than a noble's garden for at least five generations. She has about as much in common with the wild wood elves as a wolf has with a little pug dog.

"Y-yeah, I... I can definitely do that..." the elf says, her voice creaky with her obvious lack of confidence. "But, um... if we run into trouble, you can protect us, r-right? I mean, you're an orc!" She gestures wildly at Thurkla using her hands, and unintentionally pointing her wooden dildo at the big green girl. "I-I mean, orcs are big, strong, fearsome, and brave, right?"

Thurkla blinks. Her family has been city folk for as long as they can remember, and like Morgala, she's as domesticated and civilized as they come. If the scary orcs talked about in tavern tales were Lions, Thurkla would be a little ol' tabby cat that skitters under the couch whenever somebody drops a pot or pan in the kitchen.

You would think Morgala would realize this, seeing as they were both just robbed, but the elf says all that without a trace of irony in her.

"Y-yes... we... we certainly are..." Thurkla stammers as her face burns hotter while Morgala keeps staring at her. "Well... um... since you're the elf... w-why don't you lead the way?"

The orc gestures towards the darker, deeper, more menacing part of the woods they are currently standing in. She quickly squeaks in embarrassment when she realizes that by using her hand to point, she has re-exposed her pussy to the elf.

Morgala gulps nervously as her face turns pale. "O-of course!"

The two naked, naïve, adorably bumbletastic women both mince their way towards the trees...