The pair of transformed travelers continued down the road in silence, neither wishing to broach the subject of their monstrous bodies any more than they had to, and both were sue any other conversation they had would eventually steer that way. It was in this silence that Eric was able to warn Ty of the trap they had nearly fallen into. The elf woman thrust an arm in front of Ty’s midsection so he could see. He stopped as Eric pointed at Ty’s feet. It wasn’t until the elf pointed it out that Ty noticed that there was a wickedly thin wire strung taught across the road. He backed away as Eric drew his twin daggers from his belt. In front of them, the bushes on either side of the road exploded as several armed men and women, all dressed in leather armor and black hoods, emerged quickly from their hiding spots. There seemed to be six of them, two aiming crossbows at them with the other three holding very sharp looking knives. The sixth, arguably their leader, leaned against a tree nonchalantly. She was the only one not wearing a cowl to cover her face. A half-orc by the look of it, not nearly as big as the ones Eric had been faced with, but no less imposing. She bore an eyepatch across her left eye, was missing one tusk, and was wearing a pair of modified leather pants to show off her crotch, which contained a monster green cock only barely contained by the loincloth doing its best to hold it back. Of note, as Ty could just make out, her pubic hair was three different colors, red, blonde and black.
She broke the silence, her accent thick with the common tongue of the land. “Looks like you two girlies isn’t as stupid as the usual muck we drag with our net.” She gestures to the wire before Ty’s feet. “Seeing as you ain’t the type to get fooled, and neither is I, why don’t we make this easy. We gots you at a disadvantage, but we know it ain’t gonna be clean if we goes at it.”
She pushes off from the tree and calmly walks over to her crew. “What say you pay us our fee for passing through, and we let you on your merry little way like nothing happened.”
Ty looked at Eric, and nodded at him to speak. Eric, not letting his grip loose on the knife, asked, “What’s the fee? We aren’t exactly rich at the moment.”
The woman grins, he smile not quite reaching her eyes. “Why, pretty simple it is. Either you give us a pittance, just a hundred gold. Or…”, she then produces from a satchel behind her back a potion, bright pink and faintly luminous, with silver swirls brimming around the glass. “Or, one of you adds on to my little friend here.” She pats her fat cock as she says this. “So, which will it be?”