Prepare for the photo shoot.

You didn't expect such an elaborate setup.

While Luna is obviously excited to once more have an excuse to dress the girls up like dolls, she isn't the one who constructed the rest. Laira, always the handywoman, worked with a few of the others to design a few different places to snap some sexy pics--seats in different positions, with potted plants, tables, and other props that can be moved and arranged, all on top of a small wooden platform.

Next to it is a tripod holding the YiiCam. It's quite professional.

Fang of course is already a master of the tool. When she's passionate about something, it shows. She wouldn't dare take a bad picture of a woman. To her, it would be a great insult to her muse's beauty.

An entire area beyond that has been walled off by curtains leading into Luna's shop. Though you can't quite see, you occasionally spot the glimpse of movement below, and you can hear the giggling and quiet chatter of many girls inside. Some are changing, some are changed, and others are still wearing their normal clothing. At least, from what you can judge by feet alone.

"There you are, darling!" Luna steps forth in an even more elaborate dress than usual. It's a mix of red, green, and white, and covered in soft, fluffy frills--perfectly complementing her body's natural fur. Her spirally wings flutter out from a deep cut in the garment down her back, to a glistening mist that follows in her wake. She has her hair done up, which she rarely does, held by two long pins with jewelled ends.

"Sorry. Long night," you say.

She smiles wide. Her lips are painted dark red, and her lashes are dark and bold. "You don't have to explain, sweetie. But you better invite me next time. After all is said and done today, I might be aching for... a soak in the bath."

Ariusia the mantis-girl makes her way over. "I don't really get any of this," she says. "It seems kinda silly."

"Are you not joining in on the fun?" you ask.

"I mean... maybe. We'll see. Like I said, I'm still a bit confused. Someone tried to explain the YiivCam thing to me, but it's like nothing I've seen before. Fang said it was like being able to instantly paint somebody's picture perfectly. Then she went off about bathing suits for a long time, and I zoned out."

"I kinda mentioned that in my world, we had bikini calendars, and it spiralled out from there."

"Oh. Like, a calendar to track time, but with these magical portraits of women in bikinis."

"Yeah. Basically."

"I guess I understand. But if I had a calendar, I'd rather it have pictures of guys holding swords."

"Very specific."

"Naked, holding swords."

"Very dangerous."

"It's simply ridiculous," comes a new voice. Malakae Vraelion, the golden dragon, sashays her way into the conversation with a nose turned arrogantly up at the others. "And that's why I'm going to take part, just to show everybody how little they stand a chance against me. I'm sorry to say that all the pictures of me will easily overshadow the others."

"... Right. Flawless logic," you reply. "I look forward to it."

She crosses her arms. "Ugh. Of course you do." Then in a huff, she walks off.

Fang replaces her spot quickly after. She looks to you with such an incredible amount of excitement, that you can tell she's holding back even more. The girl is practically vibrating. Her wide eyes shine with glee and a toothy grin stretches across her face. "We couldn't start without you!" she says. "Kyle. You need to tell us more secrets about Earth. Permanent access to snapshots of time? Beautiful women whenever you want to see them? I hope you know that I'm going to treasure the pictures we take today for the rest of my life."

"I--"

She reaches up and grabs your shirt. "You need to promise me that at some point, you're going to take truly risque pictures. You don't even need to show me. I just want to know that somewhere, you have pics of Amara, or Eva, or Niki, or whoever, that nobody else can see."

You can practically see the steam shooting from her nose. "... Yes. I promise, Fang."

"G-Good." She clears her throat and and runs her hands back through her hair. "Anyway, I've been practising. We also have the supplies for a lot of pics, and Fava is working on altering the printer she found to make all sorts of different shapes and sizes. So you can keep a small one in your pocket or something. Just in case."

"In case of what?"

"Lonely night. You know."

Luna laughs. "I don't think Kyle is capable of having a lonely night anymore, dear."

"True!" She then looks to you with a spark in her eyes. "Good job with the elves," she says with a playful punch to your chest. "Proud of you."

"Thanks," you reply. "So do we have a specific plan yet of what we're going to do with the printouts? Calendar, I know yeah, but to hang up in the Great Hall or something?"

"I don't really know. I guess that'd really inspire everyone, huh? We could sell them to the people of Tivera for big bucks, but I don't know how to feel about everybody ogling the girls here. Honestly, I didn't think much about it. I just want to have them. It's for fun! We can deal with the rest after."

"Who's taking part?"

Luna speaks up again. "Many. I have a swimsuit for everybody and then some, so it's up to the individual if they want to join in. There's no rush. We have all day, and the sky is very clear."

Yaera makes her way closer and bows politely before entering the conversation. "It actually sounds rather fun. I would not mind taking part as well."

The moth raises her brow. "Yaera Tedrilui herself, posing in a swimsuit? I would be honoured to dress you, my dear."

Fang claps her hands together. "Heal me, oh great priestess. Heal me with your body," she mutters.

You feel a claw on your shoulder.

Behind you stands Mistress Dajy. She runs a single nail down the back of your neck, and then walks slowly to stand at your side, smirking down at you. "You know, as much as I love the idea behind all of this for obvious reasons, I think there are perhaps other ones to consider."

Both Lepo and Feli make their way down along the road.

It's Feli who speaks up first. "Indeed," she adds to what the succubus said. "Times like these, where everybody is smiling together, are both precious and powerful. Lust without love isn't true strength, and one without allies with whom they share an intimate bond with are doomed to lose when facing one who does."

Lepo wraps an arm around her partner and scoops her in closer. "Somewhat like saying the power of love is a real thing, but it's more complicated than that, especially for you."

"Even for somebody without his power, those sort of connections do truly empower us."

"That's true."

"And for Kyle, his bonds don't only make him stronger, but it goes both ways."

"I can feel the unseen strings that tie you all together. In times like these, they pulse beautifully, like the beat of a heart."

Fang places her hands on her hips. "That sounds really sweet, though to be honest, I just wanna see ass and titties."