Teasing the new girls

The dining room was bustling and loud, but the sea of eyes instantly turned towards the naked trio as they entered. Much to the newcomers' disappointment, they couldn't spot a single naked dwarf in the crowd, leaving them the only ones with their bits hanging out. The conversations didn't stop altogether, but things were noticeably quieter than they'd been a second ago. They were indeed the odd ones out.

Morgala resisted her instinct to cover up and grasped Thurkla and Taykov's hands tighter. Trying to cover her nakedness with her arms would just make her look even sillier. It was better to act as nonchalant as possible, despite her crimson blush and anxious sweating at the knowledge that everyone could see her chubby belly, thighs, and breasts in all their glory.

Thurkla was feeling similarly embarrassed, but the feeling of Morgala's hand gripping tightly to her own offered a small tinge of warmth to everything. Like a knight in shining armor, or at least shining bare skin, she offered Thurkla much-needed comfort in the face of humiliation. But it didn't make her stand out any less, being a bright green beacon in a room of violet. The poor orc couldn't quite tell if the looks she was getting were of mockery or... hunger.

Taykov was handling things the worst. She tried to use her free arm to hold in her tits, but they were a bit more than she could handle and kept slipping out of her grip. The looks of the other dwarven women around them, with their chiseled physiques and voluminous body hair only made the shivering surface dwarf feel even more out of place. It was embarrassing enough being a dwarf who was clean shaven everywhere but the top of her head, but to flaunt that fact out in the open to a roomful of bigger, hairier dwarves was a new low for her. She'd never felt quite so small before.

Morgala took the lead, dragging her partners towards the food line at the other end of the dining room. All three nudists could feel a hundred stares following them across the room, and occassionally they even felt some hands on their legs and asses. It could have been unintentional (the space between tables was very narrow), but they suspected it was as intentional as the staring. Taykov in particular wasn't sure if she should be upset or flattered, but decided to think about that later and just get her food.

Dinner wasn't much to talk about, no more than beans and rice with a side of some mucky stuff that smelled like horse apples and disappointment, but the newbies didn't pay it much mind. They were more concerned with picking out where to sit in the abyss of fondling hands. Morgala and Taykov hemmed and hawed, their eyes glazing over at the crowd whose attention had started to turn away from the naked ladies at last. Thurkla, too nervous to sit and wait, pulled her partners behind her to the first open seats she could see. Three naked butts plonked down onto the stone benches and three naked torsos squeezed into the free space in the lineup, their bodies pressed up against one another for the upteenth time that day. Taykov tried her best to ignore the warm feelings building up in her loins; coming in the middle of a meal was the last thing she wanted to do.

The dwarves next to the hapless heroines snickered a little at their awkward discomfort. One, a shorter woman with a stocky build and the shadow of a bushy beard, spoke up first, "I take it you girls are the new hires, eh?"

Morgala, who figured she should probably speak for the group, nodded and replied, in her best attempt to sound chipper, "Yup, that's us. First day jitters, you know?"

"Oh, we remember those." the dwarf next to Thurkla said. She had a bit of a potbelly and looked on the older side, maybe around 150 if Morgala had to guess. "But most of us remember to put our clothes back on at the end of the day. But there's a first time for everything, as they say."

"Nah, Jerra, didn't ya hear?" The dwarf sitting next to Taykov replied. She was surprisingly thin compared to the others in the room, and wore a pair of oversized goggles over her eyes. "These three are naturists. Came to us au naturale like this. Not even boots or clogs or nuthin'."

Wait, naturists? Taykov thought. Do they think we're naked on purpose? I guess it's not too big of a stretch, but... they can't think we... like this, can they?

Before she could clarify, the other dwarves started chuckling. "Oh, right! I heard they got those types up top. Don't worry, lassies," Jerra wrapped her arm around Thurkla's bare shoulders and said, "We take all types 'round here. Yer life choices are yer own business, and we won't judge yas for 'em."

"But we will appreciate them. Greatly." The stocky dwarf smiled cheekily at Morgala, who shifter slightly to cover her boobs.

"Well, uh," Thurkla stuttered out, preoccupied by Jerra's cold hand on her arm, "thank you. You're, um, v-very kind."

"Word 'a advice, though," the bespectacled dwarf interjected, "It'll get cold when ya head off to bed, so yas might want to grab extra blankets if yer gonna sleep in the buff."

We don't have a choice in the matter. Taykov kept herself from saying out loud. "We'll keep that in mind."

"If ya need help," The bearded dwarf reached out and brushed her hand against Taykov's, "Ya can always ask around for folks to huddle up with. I'm sure they'll be plenty of takers."

Taykov blushed, and clamped her hands over her pussy to try and hold back the stream of honey she knew could burst out any second.

"Gruphim, don't tease her too hard." Jerra said. "You're gonna get her excited."

"Hey, turnabout's fair play." Gruphim retorted, winking at Taykov. "Ain't my fault she's got such an amazing rack."

Taykov actually smiled at the compliment, lifting up her boobs slightly with pride. Morgala caught that and stifled a giggle; things were going better than she thought. "It's nice to meet all of you. I'm Morgala, and this is Thurkla and Taykov."

"Wait, 'take off'? That's you're name?" The bespectacled dwarf asked.

Taykov nodded. "Taykov Miklothes. My family's pretty famous on the surface."

Gruphim laughed. "I can see why you took to nudism with a name like that. Why, you were basically born for it!" Taykov just looked back confused about why her name was so funny? Morgala and Thurkla had to cover their huge grins at the reminder of her unfortunately puntastic name. Gruphim continued, "And I thought Sherry's name was embarrassing."

The bespectacled dwarf yelled back, "Ya don't have to go there, Gruphim!"

"Oh, I'm sorry Sheryl Ilqiss." Gruphim snickered. "Would a peck on the cheek make it better?"

"Oh, stuff it. I get enough of that when I'm on the clock." Sheryl stuffed some of the mystery slop in her mouth and made a show of chewing.

Jerra sighed and shook her head. "Well lassies," she said to the nude trio in a kind tone, "welcome to the underground life."

Strangely, Morgala felt relieved at the welcome. It was amazing to find welcoming people after all she'd been **** to endure recently, even if their welcome was laced with innuendo. She took a bite of her slop, and though it tasted wretched, somehow didn't mind one bit.