Pose for us

While on a reconaissance mission to Midgard, Sigrn acquired a peculiar item called a "camera".

Sigrn spoke. "Pose for pictures for us, and we will let you down and get you clothing".

The rest of the Valkyries laughed.

"Yeah, pose for us so we can see your body forever, princess!"

"You have the biggest tits in Asgard!"

The horny warrior women continued to mock the nude Frost Giant, who's face turned bright red.

Sylvie winced. "Very well then. Do I have your word?" she said, seeing no other choice.

"You do". Sigrn raised her camera. Sylvie **** a smile, making peace signs with her fingers on both hands. "Peace!" she exclaimed, as the camera clicked.

She continued, humiliated, to pose in various ways, blowing kisses, winking, putting her hands behind her head. After about a hundred photos had been taken, the Valkyries finally relented.

With a swing of her blade, Sigrn severed Sylvie's underwear, leaving her pussy exposed before the warrior women as well, but allowing her to quickly cover up and run away. She streaked back to the castle, earning stares and whistles, but made it back unscathed.

The next day, she was approached by her brother in her quarters. "I heard about your donation to our armed forces. Very noble to keep them motivated."

Having no idea what the thunder god meant, Sylvie traveled to the barracks once more, invisible and unseen. The pictures were plastered all over the walls, as "motivation" for the troops. This is how she would be remembered for a very long time.