Victoriya had given up on the whole freeing herself when Errg had reached her. He'd found her pouting like a little girl who did not get her way, sitting with her back turned to the gigantic man and her arms all tangled up in the air. As soon as she heard the gentle giant's words reach her ears, she looked upwards behind her and began to smile brightly.<br/><br/><b>"No good to fall, must be careful..." </b><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30059">"Ze giant! No good to fall, yes, yes. hmmm.. I must getz dry clothez. Can you help me?"</span><br/><br/>The young woman looked adorably helpless as she offered up her hands towards the man, and felt herself rise to her feet when he gently picked her up. She was completely oblivious to the effect her free bouncing breasts could have on the man's willpower, despite her brother having tried to tell her over and over again that<i>"we must not be naked in public".</i>All those little details and rules tired the woman endlessly, she wasn't entirely stupid you know. She knew being unclothed was wrong, even though it felt right. But as she has been told before;<i>"not all things that feel right are not wrong"</i>. Or something like that. She should ask Vitaly how he had explained it to her, those rules were always difficult to remember.<br/><br/><b>"I help you...you okay?" </b><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30059">"I iz very good! But need to get other clothez on my body."</span><br/><br/>Victoriya loved how the big man talked.<i>Finally</i>someone she could understand! And with the help of Errg getting her back on her feet, she managed to wriggle her way out of her t-shirt. As soon as the drenching wet piece of cloth was out of the way, (which she had unceremoniously shoved into Errg's hands) she continued to unbutton her shorts and dropped them on the floor. Somehow, during all of her ministrations she managed to look around her in the ring, and thought to have found a few people watching her as she seemed to be, quite unknowingly, torturing the poor beastman with her near-nudity. Thank the heavens that she was still wearing her<a class="externalLink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/75/16/c9/7516c967a04649c60d050f535f60b1b0.jpg" target="_blank">frilly pink panties</a>, complete with lace and polkadots. With a last final wave to her brother, who had gotten up and briskly walked towards the pair, she kissed Errg on the cheek and disappeared into her wagon.<br/><br/><span style="color: #b30059">"Zank you very much, Errg. I vill return zoon.!"<br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: #000000">Vitaly stood beside the once-feral man and offered to take over the clothes Victoriya had shoved into his hands. The man had a certain air of quiet brooding around him that wasn't entirely pleasing to be amidst. Especially not when it replaced the absence of the bubbly naivety of his sister. <br/>
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The russian looked quite calculating at the feral-man, quietly listening to his sister rummaging loudly through the wagon. Breaking the awkward silence by scraping his throat, he began to speak with a seemingly friendly smile.<br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: #00b3b3">"Are you alright? My sister has much to learn about morals and manners, and I understand such expierences as this one are very hard to deal vith, in your condition. If you need some time to yourself, I vould under.."</span><br/><span style="color: #000000"><br/>
Vicky slammed the door open with an excited </span><span style="color: #b30059">"Tadaa!"</span><span style="color: #000000"> Interrupting whatever her brother was about to say, as she darted out of the wagon and twirled a pirouette before the men. <br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: #b30059">"Ze au-die-enze vil be here zoon. No? There vil be curious town-people vatching us, yes? I look rez-pec-table now!"</span><br/><span style="color: #000000"><br/>
Respectable or not, Victoriya had finally succeeded into getting changed. Besides, the <a class="externalLink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/5a/d5/fd/5ad5fddceffadc4ddc7a9fb96cea2a23.jpg" target="_blank">frivolous sundress</a> and her unbridled enthusiasm was enough to mellow her brother a bit down from his high-and mighty act against the sweet Errg.<br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: #00b3b3">"You look perfect sister. Very nice indeed..."</span><span style="color: #000000"> Vitaly smiled relieved. <i>How on earth he had managed to keep his sanity around her, is still a mystery to him.</i></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>