Etherial gets dressed

"That's it?" says Etherial, sourly, looking at what is basically just a river elf bikini. "You can summon any girl you like, you know. Couldn't you bring me one in a ballgown or something?"

"Sure, I could do that."

"Will you?"

"No."

"Fine." Hastily, Etherial gets dressed in the briefs and bandeau, trying not to let the guys see much more of her body as she tugs the new outfit down over her breasts. She's not looking forward to making the walk back to Mount Olympus like this, but it's better than being nude.

As Rivulet is now discovering. Her fists hammer against the invisible barrier that keeps her trapped in the summoning circle, helpless and nude, for as long as the boys want to look. Troy is looking thoughtful.

"I wonder if... Shalia Mistwalker!"

There's a flash of light, and Shalia appears in the circle next to Rivulet. There's not much room, so the two wet naked girls are **** to rub up together, long legs intertwined, bare breasts and buttocks pressed up against the invisible wall that keeps them there.

"So I can use the same circle for multiple girls," says Troy, sounding satisfied. "Okay, now... Samantha!"

There's another flash of light. Samantha, who is now completely naked, appears in the circle with Shalia and Rivulet. Now there's even less room. The three girls are trapped in an intimate clinch, unable to escape the sensation of skin on skin. Samantha doesn't seem to upset, although she squirms as Troy's camera begins to document their situation.

"Okay," says Etherial, taking a step back. Hopefully, with all these new girls to play with, Chad and Troy will finally leave her alone. "I'll just be going, then..."

"Sure," says Chad, absent-mindedly, watching the girls in the circle squirm. "Oh, one last thing."

"What... eek!" There's a sudden pressure between Etherial's legs as the bikini shrinks several sizes, transforming itself into a tiny little extra-tight thong. The bandeau shrinks as well, into a thin band that barely covers her nipples, making her fumble to ensure her breasts are safely contained within the garment. "What the hell did you just do?"

"I just wondered if the power to manipulate girls' clothes included the power to change them, as well as move them around. Turns out it does."

Etherial feels her new microbikini shimmer and wriggle as it transforms into a gorgeous princess dress, full and frilly and gloriously modest. Every inch of her beautiful body is covered. For about five seconds. Then it turns back into a microbikini, somehow even smaller than before.

"Cool," says Chad. "So I could give you real clothes to walk home in, if I wanted. But because you're a girl, you get a tiny bikini instead."

"I hate you... eeek! Don't make it smaller!"