You weren’t naked, but you were probably the closest you could get with your tattered rags of your old clothes.
However having your green skin exposed did have its advantages when hunting. Being a goblin wasn’t so bad. It sucked hard, but there were some upsides.
Your green skin let you camouflage into the trees and grass very well when hunting, so that’s why you barely covered it now, unless you were cold. Your small body also makes it easy to climb and of course hide from bigger creatures. You could catch a lot of food by surprise and claw into it with your sharp nails and teeth. You could sleep up high in Safty and relative comfort. You kept all your intelligence and knew how to make weapons to hunt, and fire to cook. Along with that your didn’t even need to cook if you really had to you’ve eaten raw fish in the past, and probably would again at some point. Your sharp ears and keen nose also make finding prey a sintch.
Then there were the down sides. There were many. Your small frame made it easy to get lost. You’ve eaten poisoned mushrooms and spent two days puking. You were often cold and your budding breasts would turn hard rubbing against your fabric. You sometimes got a front wedge when you still wore something covering your hairless green lower half. No matter how you worked out you couldn’t get your thin arms any stronger. Your large green ass would sometimes get stuck in holes you tried to fit through... you could go on, but you tried to focus on the positive.
It had been days since you turned from a young man into an even younger goblin woman, and you were surviving. Sure there were many many cold nights were you would cry your self to sleep wondering why this happened to you and what you did to deserve being this monster trapped in the forest forever. But you don’t think about that unless you get a reminder.
It was day eight.
You caught a fish, did a victory dance and started cooking it. You caught your reflection in the river and stared. You had seen your self before but this was the first time you really looked. You never noticed till now but, you were kinda hot. Not just by goblin standards, by human standards even. The green hue of your skin. Your short messy black hair. Your cute small nose, large oval shaped eyes. Pointed green ears. Cute canines pointing up from the bottom of your mouth. Not to mention the fact by this point you were so use to your body you barley wore anything beyond the vines holding the cloth to your chest like a male shift bra. The fact that the strong sexy goblin girl in the stream was you was entirely surreal. You smelt your food was done and reluctantly tore your eyes away from your reflection to take your fish off the fire.
As you ate you thought about your self. You never thought of your self as “sex” but now that the thought was in, you couldn’t get it out. And you didn’t want it out for some reason. It was too dark to see your reflection again, you sat on your haunches in the tree gazing over your forest home as the sun set. The fact you considered your self beautiful given all the trouble you went through made you feel good about your self.
You let out a loud burp once done with your fish and laid down throwing the fish bone to the grove below.
You closed your eyes smiling. Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all...