Absolutely

Zox could barely reach his waist. But she was able to reach up enough to give that rope around his waist a quick cut with her dagger.

She barely touched his pants, gravity did most of the work. They fell, exposing his simple undergarb.

"Why?!" Gregg asked, still unsure why she was doing this.

"Why not?" Zox asked, jumping to grab the undergarments and pull them down next.

Once around his ankles, she pulled the pants and undergarb off of him and tossed them in a pile.

"I... I'm... why would you...?" Gregg asked, getting flustered by his nudity.

His length was pretty average, but kobolds are much smaller than humans. Zox simply gaped at the gift she had given herself.

"Wow. It's very nice. Nice and big." She smiled, stroking him lightly.

Gregg wanted to kick in protest, but it felt too good. He began to stiffen up in her grasp.