"...Are we really going to walk all the way to a city?"
"I don't know, but I do know that we have a much larger problem that will make that difficult."
"What problem?"
"We have no food. We've used up the last of the supplies we had in the dimensional bag."
Kayla eyed the bag on Ellaria's hip.
"Doesn't that bag keep the food fresh? Why not buy lots?"
"No, it still rots despite being in dimensional space. I had meant to stock up on food and other supplies in town when we got back from the goblin job, but obviously that didn't quite work out…"
After some time walking through the forest, mostly in silence as they pondered what exactly the number forty six meant and quite what they were going to do about food, they came across a road. Ellaria decided that perhaps it wouldn't be such a smart idea to walk on the road, at least immediately, just in case the church sent out any riders to check. The girls who were naked took the chance to grab some spare clothing from the dimensional bag. Lily borrowed clothing from Flora, which even then looked a little outsized on the tiny otterkin's body, not that she could fully put the clothing on with the size of her belly but partial coverage was still possible.
They continued on in the woods, distantly following the road's direction.
The sound of voices disturbed the band's quiet introspective trudging. Ellaria put a finger to her lip and crept through the forest with Vivi, waving Fey and Flora and the twins back as they lacked stealthiness.
As they parted the foliage a small camp came into view. The camp had two people and Ellaria's eyebrows rose in surprise as she recognised one of them, a pink scaled and pink haired very very large lamia woman, it was the owner of the brothel she had gone to with Fey. Her mind wandered back to the absolute destruction they had wrought upon the brothel. This might be a small problem.
"Hey, they have food, let's go say hi," said Vivi stepping forward eagerly.
Ellaria grabbed her tail and hauled the fox girl back while pressing a finger to her lips.
"Shh. That Lamia, I know her, she's called the madame, otherwise known as Quirrel, and she owns a brothel. Me and Fey might or might not have caused a tiny or gigantic amount of damage to her property. I have no clue what she is doing out here but we can't just say 'hi', that would be very unwise."
The second of the two people in the small camp was pacing around, back and forth. It was a dogkin, more specifically a labrador-kin, her long curly blonde hair was capped with a pair of cute floppy ears and a fluffy golden tail stuck out of the back of her shorts. Her body was on the thick side with broad flaring hips that dived down into curving thighs which were a set for her indecently round breasts.
"Hnnnnn, you don't understand Rina, ever since I caught that scent in town I've been a complete mess!"
The pink scaled lamia was lazing by the fire, she looked at the dogkin questioningly. "Is it really that bad? Is this why you wanted to make camp away from the others?"
"Oh gods you have no idea, it feels like someone took a steel forge and threw it in my loins and is using a pair of bellows to make it hotter and hotter and hotter, I feel like I'm practically on fire, I have to keep moving because if I stay still I feel like i'm going to go mad!"
"I knew you had bad heats Zal but wow, you sure you're okay?"
There was a crate off to one side of the camp and the dogkin stepped over to it, her hips wriggling desperately in her shorts.
"No I'm not flipping okay! Whatever the hell it was I got a nose full of sent my body into hormonal overdrive! Like a multiplier! But my normal heat is already really bad so it's so much worse!"
As she spoke she began pressing and rubbing the crotch of her shorts up against the corner of the crate, pushing the corner into her muff and scraping herself on it, desperately trying to get off.
"Hnnnnghgawwwd! I'm so godsdam needy right now Rina, you have no idea!"
Her shorts quickly started to become damp and then as a wet patch grew and spread across them fluids began to steadily drip drip drip from the fabric.
"M-maybe we should have stayed in town, I didn't realise you had it this bad, my sister lives there after all and she would have had the expertise to deal with this."
"N-no, we n-need to get going to sell, hnnnggg, s-sell-"