Everything... except their 'companion'

As Thurkla and Morgala continue to cuddle and snore away their final handful of possessions are plundered.

Thurkla's lack of underwear (and Morgala's lack of well, everything) means the bravest and boldest perverts pilfer Thurkla's boots and other clothes instead.

One of the thieves starts to panic when Morgala lets out a very un-lady-like snort and then nuzzles her face back into her green lover's chest.

"L-let's get out of here!" He squeals as he grabs Morgala's empty suitcase, flinging it open, just as Thurkla finally lets go of the milfy elf's wooden dildo, causing it to roll down onto the floor between the sleeping beauties' legs.

His equally nervous accomplices quickly toss the orc's clothing into the case as they bolt from the stable, leaving Morgala and Thurkla both naked, and with nothing to their names save their precious *ahem* toy.