Lay back and relax.

You admire the view in more ways than one. It's a gorgeous sight. Beyond the soft, golden sand is a seemingly infinite horizon of glistening crystal beneath vibrant rays which pierce through the blue veil above. The wind is gentle, and the waves roll up the coastline and back down like a hand's tender caress. In the distance, you see the tail of a massive finned beast, perhaps a whale of some sort, dive deep back down into the ocean below. Meanwhile, fourteen beautiful women rest and/or play in view before you like a live performance a man would normally only dream. Tom is there as well.

Speaking of which, both Tom and Vodrani seem mesmerized by each other's eyes. It isn't long before the two of them wander off farther long the coast to seek peace and quiet with one another. That leaves you with Niki, Amara, and Eva nearby, as well as Luna, Fang, Alice, Peony, Anastasia, Ariusia, and Meti. The Demon King Gwynevere is also present, though she hasn't yet done much. Her companion Nelli stands beside her, while Anyana swims through the air in the direction of the sea.

At last, the anglermaid can seek the refuge of real water. Her dark, partly glowing figure is a beautiful sight to behold diving straight down past the surface of the sea. Her scaled tail splashes behind her as she dives down and up, before disappearing for a much lengthier moment in the deeper, more distant ocean. She then lunges up, gaining nearly a dozen feet of air before twirling straight back into the water once more with the elegance of an elf, but the skill of a professional acrobat. You could have sworn you just watched a dolphin and not a girl, though when she peaks her head back out, and her wet hair glistens beneath the sun, you remember the that isn't the case.

You watch as Gwynevere reaches to her wrist. It looks as if she's grabbing something, though there's nothing to be seen. She pinches the unseen item and lifts it partly from her skin, and then as if a switch had been flicked, the deep sea flickering ceases. The barrier is gone. She watches you expectingly after that, as if you're meant to speak.

When you don't for long enough, she does instead. "Are you curious of my magic?"

"Did you want me to ask about it?" you retort.

"I suppose you shall never know then." She stares off towards the horizon. It doesn't take long, however, before she fidgets impatiently, and her brow furls with discomfort. Her eyes turn back to you as she continues. "Fine. This is my Band of Sapphire Serpent. In the air, it is completely invisible, but when submerged, it is a gorgeous piece of jewellery. Either way, it is a powerful magic item. Creatures that require the water to breath are able within its radius, as well as are able to swim through the air. For Anyana this is needed. Naturally, I am mighty enough to stand upon land as well as beneath the sea. Ah yes, and Nelli may be more effective when underwater, but she is also fine up here as well."

That was a lot of exposition for no reason. I think she just really likes to hear herself talk. "Yes. Very cool."

"Indeed. I am glad you recognize this fact."

Niki touches upon her own chest. While she does seem more **** in this garb than is the norm, she still has the hardy hands of a warrior, and offers little tact when caressing her body. She bounces her boobs within her grasp, tugging on the fabric of her lovely white one piece swimsuit, all while she looks to Amara in front of her. "Is this all right?" she asks. "I get kinda nervous about seeing my Rite of the Sun markings. I already feel so open without my breastplate, but if an enemy were to see my weak spots--"

"It is fine," Amara assures her, laying a hand upon the other's knuckles. She pushes the warrior's hands more firmly against her bust, and whether or not it's the forwardness or her sensitive chest, but she blushes slightly. "You look amazing, and you have already proven you are capable of fighting dangerous foes in nothing more. Perhaps this should become your normal garb."

"Aha. I don't think so. But thanks, Amara. You look pretty too."

Amara peels a finger through her skimpy pink bikini bottoms and snaps them against her bouncy bottom, and then her gentle fingers brush up her fair skin, to a smaller chest than the other's, though she isn't completely without. The sun especially shines over her, as seems to be the way with elves. They look the most stunning when surrounded by nature. "I am not used to wearing it quite yet, but I do like it."

Not far from where they're conversing, Eva lays facedown on a blanket. Her huge breasts push down against the soft fabric, on top of the even softer sand, and with her slingshot bikini, there's little left to the imagination when looking at her backside. You could grab the string connecting the top and bottom and pick her up like a bag. There's very little to cover her adorable ass. Even though it's an incredibly skimpy outfit, it's even more erotic from this angle for a number of reasons. You're starting to feel a warm tingle through your body upon seeing so much of all these girls. You might be a stronger man than most, but even you can only behold so much before Kyle Jr. stands tall.

As you're watching the others, Luna kneels down beside you. Her risqué blue and gold one piece draws your eyes down and back up again, and she catches this easily. Her hand brushes back through her cloud-like hair, and she stars deeply into your eyes for a moment before speaking.

"Don't worry, Kyle," she says. "I was ogling you as well. To see if the trunks I made for you fit properly of course."

"Of course." You smirk. Then you raise up a hand, and brush it softly over her cheek before caressing down to her shoulder. You enjoy as you feel her body shiver.

"I'm very sensitive," she whispers. "You know this."

You bring your fingers up through her hair as you take a brief moment to appreciate just how exceptionally soft it really is. Then carefully, you take hold of her antenna. "I do."

Her face turns hot. She misses a breath. "I--"

"It's not nearly exciting enough over here," Fang says as she wanders over, though her attention stops on the two of you. "Oops. Maybe I'm wrong. But it could still be better. You know why? Because Gwyn here is just standing. I thought an elf of the sea would know how to have a good time at the beach."

Gwynevere peers down at the frisky feline. "How dare--" She then pauses and clears her throat. "Of course I know how to enjoy myself."

Fang then points to the ocean. Meti and Ariusia are out there splashing one another, though the latter is definitely doing far more than the former. Alice is out there too, and even Anastasia seems to be enjoying herself well enough, albeit still uncomfortable. "Anyana was her name, right? The anglerfish girl. She's out there topless already. I mean it's not a big surprise a fish lady would be the first to do that, but I thought someone would have done it sooner! Maybe I should..."

"She is what?" Gwyn peers out at her companion swimming freely in the distance, and then to the leather breastplate idly sitting in the wet sand getting buffeted by the tide. "So soon, and in front of strangers. Hmm. Whatever. That is her own prerogative."

"All I'm saying is we're all wearing swimsuits and you're in a dress."

"It is not my fault that I did not bring one."

"There's only like one guy here, since I have no idea where Tom went, so who cares, right? Just take it off." You watch Fang's gaze briefly flash back to you. In that moment, you can read everything needed. The cat is up to no good. This is some sort of plan she has. The main tell is her tail wagging back and forth as she speaks.

"Hmph. And why do you not then?"

Fang knew her response before she said it. She brings her hands behind her back, undoes the top of her bikini, and pulls it right off her petite body. Her tiny pink nipples bounce free from her binding. Then without a care in the world, she swings it over her head, and lets it sore off towards the grass. She then plants her hands confidently on her hips and bends forward, peering her eyes flirtatiously at the Demon King. "Is that enough?"

"I--" She seems caught off guard. The elf's eyes dart up and down the catfolk's figure. "You are still not undressed."

She then pinches the ribbons on the sides of her bottoms, and pulls them both. They loosen, and she allows the garment to fall to her knees. Her perky ass is quite the lovely sight to behold considering you sit not far behind her. With deft precision, she lifts it up with her bare foot, turns, and kicks it into your lap. She then stares at you for a moment, either to gauge your reaction or to show off her frontside, before turning back to Gwynevere.

"She best not be too reckless with my gift," Luna comments.

You chuckle and hand her Fang's bikini bottoms. "Don't worry. I think she appreciate your work more than anyone."

"We're on an isolated island in the middle of nowhere!" Fang shouts. This gathers more attention, though she doesn't care. Not only is she surrounded by girls she's shared a bath with many times, but she's done more than that in the past along with yourself.

Gwyn takes hold of her dress, suddenly more self-conscious. Her arms are tightly bound by thin black fabric, and her dress is specifically generous with one of her legs. Pearls adorn her panties as well as decorate her neck, right above a bust pushed up tantalizingly by how firm her dress is around her torso. Slowly, she first removes her jewellery--first the necklace, than her ring, and she places both upon Nelli's hand which is already opened and ready beside her. But then she stops. "It is not that I am embarrassed. Not even in the slightest. But to grace your eyes with the body of a Demon King? I am uncertain if you deserve such a thing. Anyway, Warren here is still wearing his swimming trunks. I am not to be manipulated in showcasing my outstanding physique by a man such as him."

"I haven't even said anything," you mutter. But then you stand, tall and proud, with an obvious erection pulling up your trunks in a tent fit for many. You watch as her eyes linger below, though you don't yet comment. "So you'd prefer me naked. Is that right?" you ask.

Finally, she shows an obvious blush in her cheeks and over her nose. "Y--... No, but if I am to undress, I will not be the first."

Fang gestures down her own body. "Hello? I'm right here."

"And you look stunning," you say back to her.

"O-Oh. Well, now that's what I like to hear," says Fang with a bashful flutter of her eyes.

Gwyn suddenly shows a reaction. Her brow twitches. "If you find her so beautiful, then you will not be able to handle gazing upon my body."

"Try me," you quickly reply.

"... You first," she says quietly.