Things go from bad to worse

Less than an hour later, our two beautiful babes are both lying on the ground, bound by strange magical vines that leave them in highly embarrassing and compromising positions.

"P-please, I-I'm sorry about what happened!" Morgala whimpers as her face burns red in humiliation. "It was an accident! If we had known..."

"W-we n-never would have done it!" Thurkla pitifully pleads. "Honest!"

The two naked women are lying spread eagle, will all of their ample treasures on display while magical, animated branches brush across their bodies.

"It wont happen again! If... if you let us go, we'll be good!" Morgala mewls as she wriggles in her bonds.

"Those are bold words for a couple of perverts!" Hisses a tiny, high-pitched voice.

An adorable little fairy, no taller than an apple, buzzes back and forth between the two helpless hotties.

"Just admit it!" Tinkee-Toot squeals as she makes the cutest little pouty face. "Sugar-Tum sent you, didn't she!?"

"I... I don't know what that is!" Thurkla sobs of laughter.

Little animated leaves are floating in front of the orc's bare feet, brushing back-and-forth against her soles just lightly enough to tickle the poor girl. Two more pairs are moving across her toned, muscular tummy and across her unshaved armpits.

"HEHEHEHE! P-PLEASE! S-STOP! OR I'M GOING TO PEEEEEEEEE!" The violet-faced orc wheezes.

"We... were just trying to pluck a few fig leaves to cover up with," Morgala says, her voice cracking into laughter as magically animated fig leaves tease all her sensitive spots. "And then you shot out of the tree and used these vines to tie us up! That's all we know!"

The poor, needy, sexually-frustrated elf lets out a guttural moan as the leaf brushing against her clit stops moving.

"NOOOOOOOOO! DON'T STOP NOOOOOOOOW!" Morgala cries.

"They wont start again until you start telling the truth!" The angry, tiny fairy bellows. "Just admit it! You were sent to find just how I make the best Fairy Fig Pudding, weren't you?"

Morgala turns her head and makes eye contact with Thurkla. Neither one of them has any idea what Tinkee-Toot is talking about.

"W-wait, this is all about dessert?" Morgala incredulously asks the little fairy.