She's Grugluh's noble steed

Grugluh had to grip Hilda's hair tightly like reins on a carriage to keep from falling off her back. Hilda had gotten used to crawling around on all fours in the keep (having spent many days too lazy to get off the floor), but she'd never done it with someone on top of her. Luckily, Grugluh was small enough that even her flabby muscles could lift her. So Hilda ended up lumbering through the woods on all fours with a big smile on her face. Grugluh, unfortunately, did not.

Silvia struggled to keep pace with the rest of the group. She had followed Hilda's lead and started crawling, but her thin frame was not strong enough to carry any of the semi-armored goblins. Grugluh had assured her that she didn't need to do anything like that, but Silvia only pouted like a child on the verge of tears. It seems she wanted to be big and strong like Hilda (if only she knew how strong Hilda USED to be). The best she could manage was holding a small satchel in her mouth, which, given it was goblin-sized, was about 1/3 the weight of a normal satchel. Still, the small elf struggled to lift on her own, and Grugluh assumed she'd eventually drop it (for that reason, it was already empty).

Hilda was not a very well-trained pony. Without a saddle to secure her, Grugluh bounced up and down frantically, smacking her poor little bottom against Hilda's back as her steed galavanted around the woods. Hilda was oblivious to this, of course, delirious in the realization that she was being helpful to her new mistress. She was even able to hold herself high enough that her boobs didn't drag along the ground! Her butt stuck out proudly behind her, its subtle jiggling mesmerizing the other goblins. Silvia was drooling at the sight of it, which only made it harder to hold her satchel.

The party and their naked **** girls made surprisingly steady progress since Hilda was too lost in her pride to get distracted by her horniness. Though Silvia at least could tell from the occassional squelch beneath her palm that her companion was still creaming herself as she marched. After hours of walking, as the sun started to dip lower on the horizon, they all finally reached a suitable place to find lodging for the night. Grugluh hopped off of Hilda's back, rubbing her poor sore behind, and approached...