Accepting fate

You follow after the two nude women, using all of your cunning and highly-honed skills to track your prey.

Ok, honestly, Hilda was so wet she left a snail trail, and they weren't exactly moving at a lightning-fast pace anyway, so it isn't like it's all that hard for you to find them.

You find the **** duo huddled together at the dead-end one of the smaller side streets (boy, this city sure seems to have a lot of those, huh?). You stealthily hide yourself in an out-of-the-way spot that still provides you with a lovely view of the two bare beauties as they pitifully mince and mewl indecisively in a highly, if unintentionally, erotic manner.

Hilda looks around in all directions, her hands cupping (well mauling really) her own breasts as she hops from one foot to the other, making her whole body jiggle very sensuously.

Sally for her part is mostly just staring in Hilda's direction as she tries to cover that massive fur pelt between her legs, although you can tell the scrawny girl is trying to secretly stroke herself as she sneaks glances at her comrade.

"What do we do now?" Sally whimpers.

"I... don't know," Hilda confesses as she finally stops hopping in place, to your personal disappointment.

Hilda sighs and lets her shoulders sag as she drops her hands to her sides and accepts this complete and utter defeat.

"It... it's only a matter of time until someone finds us," she says as she blushes.

Sally looks at Hilda with a worried look on her face.

"What will we do?" Sally quietly asks.

"What can we do?" Hilda responds. "Look at us!"

And you do, drinking in the woman's fine, curvy, jiggly form.

Without any clothes or armor to hide her soft frame, you think she really does look like a well-fed prostitute or erotic dancer.

"We... we've been robbed completely n-naked!" Hilda moans in a tone that sounds less fretful and more... aroused?

"Again..." Sally quietly adds.

Wait, what?

"We've lost everything!" Hilda continues. "Without a coin to our names or even anything to cover up!"

It's subtle, but you spot the beefy babe squeeze her thighs together even as she lets out an erotic little shiver of pleasure while she continues her musings.

"Helpless, with no clothes..." She murmurs. "All those eyes on us... Starring at every inch of our naked, exposed, trembling bodies..."

Even from a distance you can see the love juices dribbling down the thicc woman's thighs... and that's before you catch a whiff of her... 'excited'... aroma.

"W-what'll we do?" Sally asks fearfully.

Evidently she isn't a slutty exhibitionist like her employer.

"Well..." Hilda bites her lip and looks quite thirstily at Sally as her tone softens. "We still have each other..."

Sally blushes.