A pool.

They had been walking down a narrow path into the jungle for perhaps half an hour. The roar of the waves had died away, replaced by the rustle of leaves and the shrieks of birds. Then, over it, Zirephis’s sharp elven ears detected the burble of running water.

Following the sound, the three women found themselves in a clearing. In it was a beautiful pool of crystal-clear water, fed by a small waterfall. They looked at it with delight.

“Let’s drink,” Lashiya said. “And then bathe,” she added, eager to be rid of the stinging crust of dried salt that clung to her skin.

In moments, they had all torn off their ragged clothing and dived in. The water was cool and sweat, and each of them laughed with joy at its touch. They began splashing around in the waist-deep pool, giggling like schoolgirls.

Zirephis pressed Inira up against a rock and kissed her deeply. It was the first time Inira had had the chance to be with the elf. Her kiss was subtly different from a human woman’s, tasting of flowers and spring.

Inira was adjusting to her new life as a sex ****, and she no longer felt the urge to blush and hide her face when others made use of her favours. Now, as Zirephis raised her hands to play with Inira’s breasts, the young noble just closed her eyes and moaned, revelling in the pleasure.

She opened her eyes wide again when she felt something press against her womanhood. Zirephis’s hands were still on her breasts, and Lashiya was a fair distance away. Glancing down between her legs, she couldn’t see anything there.

The invisible object felt smooth and hard, and she gasped as it gently but firmly pushed apart her nether lips and slid into her. It seemed to get wider as it penetrated her deeper, stretching her little pussy to its limit. She wriggled, not knowing if she was trying to dislodge the intrusion or simply to get more pleasure from it.

Zirephis grinned as she watched Inira’s struggles. Then the elf gave a cry of shock. Lashiya had crept up behind her and, without warning thrust a finger into her tight arsehole.

“Tormenting our ****, elf-witch?” she said with a smile.

“Just playing, captain,” Zirephis replied, tweaking the nipples of her writhing victim. “You know water magic is my speciality. Besides, she’s soooo cute, how could I resist?”

“Oh?” Lashiya stepped closer, putting her arms round Zirephis and cupping her breasts. “Perhaps I should punish you both, then? You for abusing her, and her for tempting you?”

“Mm…” the elf leaned back against her captain. “That sounds like fun… You should…” Suddenly, both of them tensed. Inira was too distracted to notice, but the pair of pirates had caught a subtle sound, a sound that showed they were not alone in the clearing. They looked around.