Garnish your drink with her

With your free hand, you take a glass mug and pour it tall with cider. Before the head ebbs, you dunk the elf into the drink. She sputters, shoves the foam away from her face, and settles angrily into her cider bath with both hands crossed over her breasts.

"To naked women!" you say, raising your glass in toast. "The most beautiful sight nature has to offer!"

"To naked women!" your party echoes. You all drink.

"Maybe it's my imagination, but I would swear that cider tastes better when you float a pair of naked elf breasts in it," you say. "Anybody else want a naked elf girl garnish? I'm sure Daisy will be game when she shows up, and we have a few lovely elves in the Raider's Girls who could probably be talked into it."

"We'll need more than that!" says Destra. "How 'bout we go hunting for elf chicks to strip?"

"No!" says Kalli. "You are already in enough trouble as it is! I insist that you return me to my normal size, give me my clothes, and re-dress yourselves before any of the younger students see you prancing about in your--"

She's cut off when you take another gulp of cider, bracing herself against the rim of the mug to avoid letting her chest slam up against your lips.

"Yeah, let's do it!" you say. "I'm sure we can scare up enough elf chicks for everyone here!"