Clover grabbed the vine and awkwardly shimmied up it like a climbing frog, then Tara held out her hand and pulled her inside the treehouse when she reached the top.
"Wow," Clover panted, peering around the cavernous hut. "This is quite the treefort. It's not like anything my brothers and I used to make in the woods. What did you use to build it?"
"Mostly from these medusa tree branches woven together with twine from the hanging vines. The leaves of the tree make a waterproof thatch overhead and also serve to disguise the presence of my house up here off the ground."
"That's amazing that you're able to build such as sturdy structure without any hammers and nails," Clover said, shaking her head. "You're a real woodsman, or whatever's the proper name for a female elf who knows how to look after herself alone in the forest."
"Are you hungry?" Tara said, opening a cupboard full of strangely colored fruits and vegetables. "How long has it been since you've eaten?"
"I hadn't realized how hungry I was until you mentioned it. It's been at least twelve hours since I've had anything."
"Here," she said, passing Clover a small citrus fruit and a gourd that looked a bit like an eggplant. "This should give you some quick energy and fill your belly for a little while."
Clover dug her fingernails into the skin of the fruit and peeled off the husk, peering at the strange blue color of the flesh.
"What kind of plant is this?" she said, pinching her eyebrows. "We don't have anything like this back home."
"It's a chukruss," Tara said. "Very sweet and very nutritious. Give it a try, it won't bite you."
Clover sunk her teeth slowly into the side of the fruit, then her eyes widened as she hummed in satisfaction.
"It's very tasty," she nodded. "This place is full of surprises."
Then she picked up the oblong eggplant-looking vegetable and turned it around in her hand.
"What about this one? Is this another one of those dual-purpose plants that you use for sexual gratification?"
"Well, I suppose you could use it that way in a pinch," Tara smiled. "But we normally prefer to eat it. We call it inkberry. You can eat it with the skin and all. It has lots of good fiber."
Clover chomped down over the narrow end of the vegetable, nodding approvingly.
"Tastes a bit like a squash," she nodded. "A very tasty and succulent squash."
When she'd finished two more of the chukruss fruit and another purple tuber, she peered over at Tara with her face and hands dripping from the juices of the succulent fruit.
"Do you have a napkin or something for me to clean up with?"
Tara pulled a cloth from a nearby cupboard then dipped it in a bowl of water resting on the sink. Then she leaned over toward Clover, raising the cloth to her face.
"Here," she said, bringing her face closer to Clover's. "Let me help you with that."
As she began gently wiping Clover's face, the two girls peered into each other's eyes and hesitated. Then they pressed their lips together and intertwined their tongues as they fell onto the thatched floor, pulling off their clothes. For the next hour or so, the two sexually starved girls pressed their bodies together, licking and sampling their unusual shapes and forms, writhing and moaning in pleasure before falling asleep in each other's arms.
3
A warm breeze wafting through the open window of Tara's treehouse woke Clover, and she peered over at the elf preparing some food in her makeshift kitchen. She was completely naked, and for the first time, Clover had a chance to view her body in the daylight. Although she was shorter than Clover, her body was in similar proportion to hers, with a firm tight ass, a narrow waist, and a taut, athletic figure. Clover felt a stirring in her loins recalling how the two of them had fallen into each other's arms the previous night, and as she sat up on the thatched mat, Tara turned around and smiled at her.
"Good morning! Did you sleep well?"
"Better than last time, that's for sure. I'd far prefer waking up this way than surrounded by wolves."
"Although you were doing your own fair share of growling last night," Tara said, handing her a wooden plate with some peeled fruit and dried meat. "You must be hungry after all that exercise."
Clover smiled at Tara as she tore a chunk off the meat, running her eyes over the elf's bare tits and pointed nipples.
"You're even more beautiful a
nd sexy in the daylight," she said, gulping down the jerky. "What kind of meat is this? It's tastes different than the dried meat I'm used to."