They prove their worth

Hilda stands tall and proud, showing off her nude body without any hint of embarrassment, thanks to Silvia's magic.

Silvia is her complete opposite both physically and mentally. The short, petite drow is trembling with shame and trying to cover herself as best as she can. It doesn't help that these crude peasants don't appreciate a fine dark elf beauty like herself.

"Look at those tiny tits! I guess they don't grow melons in the Underdark!"

"Did someone lose a toddler!"

"And they think they're the master race!? What a joke!"

The words cut deeply into Silvia. Her face burns with shame, her ears droop, and she's about to break down in tears when Hilda silences them.

"This woman is a champion! I will not have you common rabble besmirch her honor! True, she may not look like much, and she lacks the pleasing curves of woman," the crowd bursts into laughter, and Silvia tries to run off, but Hilda grips her firmly. "But she has the heart and spirit as great as anyone else, and I am honored to call her my friend."

Silvia is speechless, as is the crowd. Friend? I just met her like, an hour ago?! Thinks the drow, who nevertheless does feel a little better thanks to Hilda's sort of kind words. Nobody ever says nice things like that in the Underdark, it would be a sign of weakness.

"Now let's prove it!" Hilda shouts to Silvia and the crowd, the latter breaking out in cheers as this wanton slut goes all out.

Hilda starts by shimmying her hips back and forth, shaking her ass while she tweaks and plays with her nipples. She dances to non-existent music, pulling off moves that would make an experienced stripper blush. She turns around and slaps her jiggly ass with one hand while looking over her shoulder and sucking on a finger from her other hand.

Silvia, seeing Hilda's erotic display, and wanting to prove the superiority of her own race, starts to get into it too. Realizing she can't match Hilda in the boobs or legs department, the drow falls back on her last remaining asset; dat booty. She shakes it, slaps it, jiggles it around, and even starts doing what she saw a **** do once to try to attract a mate - she twerks it.

Soon the crowd's attitude towards Silvia shifts and many start whistling and cheering her on. It makes her blush even harder. All this positive attention makes her feel sexy, and the idea that so many people are watching her and getting turned on get's the petite elf's own juices flowing.