Trolls aren't known for being the sharpest hammer in the box...

If this is going to work, I'm really going to have to sell it.

"I see you doubt my power," Hilda says as she cups her breasts and tries to make them jiggle. "Perhaps a demonstration is required?!"

Hilda pinches her nipples and lets out a moan. This whole thing is completely embarrassing, but she's committed to it, so now the only thing left to do is to try to see it through.

"Gods of lust and love, head my words! It is I, your slutty servant, Hilda the... uh... Harlot! I command you to make this troll woman my horny little slut bunny!"

She pointed at the troll with one hand while the other slid down to her hairy pussy. Why didn't I shave this week?

"As an offering, I present my wanton love tunnel!" Hilda shouted as she started fingering herself. "Let it serve as a conduit for our lustly actions, and through it might we all be joined together as a symbol of your power!"

Hilda started saying gibberish at this point, in a foolish effort to convince the troll she was actually casting some kind of spell, even as she continued playing with herself. Outside. Completely naked. In front of a stranger.

Hilda's words became more ragged and even less coherent as she approach her orgasm. When she did cum, even the gibberish was gone and she was just moaning incoherently as she pointed a hand at the troll with one hand while she held onto the bridge for dear life.

With her performance over, Hilda stood on wobbly legs, gasping and gripping the bridge for support when something unexpected happened...