Continue.

As much as you'd love to stay nestled in a hive of cute humanoid bee girls, the Trial of the Erotrain continues onward. You turn the knob of the doorway and push through. Just like before, what begins as a void slowly manifests into a new environment like a video game rendering a brand new stage. It's incredibly impressive. You assume some amount of the décor is illusory or something along the lines of that, but regardless, this series of rooms exist within Aris' demiplane, and her craftsmanship is even more impressive than the power her kind possesses.

The first thing you find strange is that you're suddenly caught naked outdoors. Of course, you know that isn't actually the case, but it does feel strange. Your feet touch grass, and all around you are trees. You stand within a beautiful glade at twilight--sky black, bright moon shining overhead. Despite the towering trees and the darkness above, the area around you is lit by countless mushrooms and flowers which glow with a mystical bioluminescence.

Aris made all of this too? Whether it's real or not, wow. It's amazing.

Directly in the center of the forest glade is large, comfy bed with purple sheets. As you turn to look, a group of moths flutter right in front of your face before disappearing up into the sky like twinkling stars.

A woman sits at the foot of the bed watching you with an affectionate patience. Her skin is brown, which contrasts against the fluffy white hair that rolls down over her bare shoulders. Around her shins and forearms grow the same soft fur like clouds around the ends of her limbs. She bats her lashes--wide, bright violet eyes looming from across the grassy room. A pair of drooping antennae hang from atop her head as well, and a set of four wings decorated with swirling brown patterns flutter out from her back.

It seems that Luna is always around lurking in the backdrop, providing outfits to all of your companions as a hero from the shadows. She was one of the first girls you met in this world that was truly exotic. Elves, cat girls, and succubi are rather common in fantasy, but seeing a moth girl is quite intriguing. Her body is unique and undoubtedly sexy.

While you've seen her in lovely dresses of her own creation, she's wearing something rather simple this time around. In fact, you've seen it before, just not on her. It's the slingshot bikini Mistress Dajy wore way back on your beach trip. It's truly a miracle such an outfit could even stay on let alone cover anything up, yet of course she's a mistress of fabric, so it's been made to fit perfectly. Thin black straps pull down from her shoulders before widening around her chest just enough to conceal the tips. Her large, brown tits are squeezed tight, and look like they could pop out at a moment's notice. The bikini continues downward along her cute, smooth stomach before meeting between her legs to disappear behind her ass.

She sits normally with her hands on her lap--fluffy wrists gently tickling her thighs. As you approach with your cock still loaded, she brings one hand back through her cottony hair, and she doesn't try to hide at all that she's looking. Her eyes stroke up your shaft, and then she looks you straight in the eyes with both focus and hunger. Though she hasn't said anything, you feel the weight of her gaze.

I swear I can even hear rustling in the shrubs like there are real animals around. I bet that's illusory noise too.

Luna brings her hands back. She leans on her palms and pushes together her thighs as you finally make it over. There's a fine layer of powder across the bed around her. "Well hello there," she says softly. "It's too bad I won't have the fun of taking off your clothes myself."

"Sorry to disappoint," you reply jokingly.

"Oh I don't think you'll be disappointing me at all." She slowly rises up from the foot of the bed. She stands so close now that you can feel the air from her nose against your upper chest. "I bet you're thrilled to see me. I mean... you know how sensitive I am. It looks like I'm not your first after all. I won't pose much of a challenge for you."

You bring your hand along the side of her head. I can't believe how soft her hair is. Then you lean in close to press a warm kiss against her tender lips. "You don't need to worry about that," you whisper in response. "I'd take you all the way no matter what. Do you not have any faith in me?"

She lets out a sharp exhale. Dark colour starts to fill her face. "Yes of course. Oh, you made me shiver a little."

"Is that Dajy's bikini from way back?"

She looks down at her chest. Her hands caress along the sides of her tits, and she teasingly pushes them together. It nearly slips them loose from the skimpy fabric barely containing them. Her fingers continue down along her belly, and then two slip beneath the bottom as she licks her lips. "Mmm. But doesn't it look better on me?" she purrs before bringing both hands to your chest instead.

If Dajy was actually here, I'd really fear answering that question. "It looks so fucking good on you."

"What a shame then." She leans in close and kisses your cheek. The softness of her hair tickles your face. "That you'll be taking it off of me anyway."