Tally is a half-orc futa

Tally flexed her hand as the glow faded, just to make sure the muscles were still working. "That's... complicated, Brim."

Tally wore the standard leather armor of the Queens army, a bit torn and missing some links in the underlying chain-mail layer from her recent escape. The upper armor was fitted for a woman and-as with all of the uniforms for those working closely with the perverted queen-showed off the fact with close fitted leather to the slight curves on her muscular body. She wore her thick black hair in a short ponytail with the end spiked out from haphazardly cutting the end off with a sword. Her pale green skin, slightly pointed ears and yellowed sharp teeth marked her as a half-orc, and she liked to think that the fierce gleam in her sky blue eyes marked her as half-human.

Before the Queen summoned a horde of muscular orc babes with the rest of her lustful legions, it was well known throughout the land that all orcs were male. Occasionally a half breed produced... interesting consequences of that. There was a reason that Tally preferred the male armored pants over the typical chain-mail skirts the Queen loved so much, and it wasn't just the fact they were actual protection instead of eye candy.

"Oh I'm very aware it's complicated, it's why I asked!" Brim manifested to Tally's sight as a small, curvaceous pixie that fluttered down to her hips and idly started poking at her groin. "I'm inside you, you know." Brim said suggestively as Tally swatted at them like the annoying insect they were being. "I'm fully aware you've got a nice rack and a nice cock to match, I was just wondering if how you refereed to yourself." The pixie floated in front of her eyes and changed into a rather muscular one with a sharp jawline, "Man?" he vanished in a puff of pixie dust, returning to her curvaceous form, now hanging off Tally's arm that wasn't busy hacking through the woods with a sword, "Woman?", she vanished once more, appearing on Tally's shoulder as nothing more than a soft touch and hot breath on her neck. "Something outside or in between?"

"Stop that," Tally brushed the sensation off her shoulder like it was dust, ignoring the heat rising to her cheeks. "I'm a woman, you can refer to me as such. What are you, if you can change so freely between forms?" Brim huffed and resumed their flight in Tally's peripheral vision, seemingly taking pleasure in Tally's reactions as they changed between increasingly scandalous forms and poses. "I'm a God, Tally. You can refer to me as the Almighty."

Brim lasted an impressive four whole seconds under Tally's unimpressed stare before breaking down and cracking up. "It was worth a shot. It doesn't matter to me, gender and sex are just exciting options for me. Speaking of sex! I say we take the option of having some!"

"If I'm not masturbating in the woods, what makes you think I'll have sex with you?" Tally said as she pulled apart a particularly stubborn branch and squeezed past the opening. There was a few moments of blessed silence as Tally trudged through the woods, prompting her to turn around to make sure her spiritual companion hadn't somehow gotten stuck despite being immaterial-or the more likely scenario of finding another ghost to bang.

She was met with only a shit eating grin on Brim's face as she sauntered forward, her projected form a ghostly green fae only a head shorter than her, nude, curvaceous, and from the look in her eye, very much ready for a romp in the woods that would be much harder on Tally's flesh and bones than whatever spirit stuff she was made of. "Why Tally dear," She purred, close enough to wrap her arm around Tally's waist and pull her closer. "I had only meant in general, but if you insist!"