no pants, for the orcs pleasure!

Helartha, still a little dazed and utterly befuddled, sat in her shirt and panties on the ground, blinking her wide elven eyes and trying to get a grip on her situation. She looked up at the breathing over her. The two orcs loomed over her, grinning down and staring hungrily at her bare legs, and pantie clad crotch and buttocks.

"Nice legs, little elf!" The Orc with a mace laughed. Helartha, finally regaining her sense,s, gasped and slammed her knees together, hiding what she could. She felt her cheeks burn as a hot flush came to her face, feeling the bare air on her nimble legs.

"Eh, I don't know." The other Orc shrugged. "Elves are too puny! She looks like a pink lass more then a full grown woman!"

Helartha gasped at their commentary. She had never heard such crass speech! She was scared, shocked and embarrassed. Her first day as a scout had not gone as planned! Disarmed and pantless before the enemy! She feared it may get worse, as long as whatever this curse was continued to affect her! Also, she was indignant at one orc saying she looked more child then woman by his eyes. As a younger elf woman, she wanted to appear regal and mature, as the matronly ageless ancients of her people. Instead she was mocked and ridiculed by these despicable orcs!

"Well, maybe we can unpeel more to your liking!" the mace orc laughed, reaching down at Helartha...