Raeta takes the goddesses to the Raider

Your adventures have taken you to a larger city now, where hunting for the few elf residents is almost a frustrating prospect. You had just managed to catch a gorgeous young socialite who, despite not actually being one of the kinds of elves you were looking for, was very fun to strip, spank, and send home screaming. It is then that you are approached by a familiar large-breasted goddess on her unicorn.

"Hail, Raider!" shouts Raeta, dropping before you with a great bounce of her naked breasts. "Might I beg that you honor my buttocks with your palm?"

She turns around and sticks her bare butt out. You obligingly swat it, getting a good jiggle out of her. At this point, the public going about their days around you are becoming very interested in the naked goddess and the two bare bodies draped over her unicorn's back.

"Well met, Raeta," you say. "To what do I owe this delight?"

"I come bearing a gift!" says Raeta, retrieving Zinthath from her unicorn. "Here, the goddess of dark elves, stripped to her panties for your convenience!"

The bound-and-gagged Zinthath is quite a sight cradled in Raeta's arms, wearing nothing but a small red thong. Her eyes are franticly wide, going from you to the surrounding cityfolk to her own near-naked body. Squirm as she might against Raeta's hold, she succeeds at nothing but flexing her tight little belly tantalizingly and letting her b-cup breasts -- fairly small, for a goddess -- dance about.

Etherial, meanwhile, is watching all of this from the back of Raeta's unicorn. She is once again naked as a newborn, with her body presented for all to see. It's an effort to keep from screaming, knowing that doing so would condemn the women of this city to a similar humiliation.

"Zinthath," you say, taking the goddess by the panties, "let it be known henceforth that you are now the goddess of men's entertainment. Stripping, dancing, doing housework in nothing but an apron, your dominion is anything designed to make men happy. I realize this may upset the balance of your matriarchal followers, but... well, whatever."

You yank the thong off of a perfect ebony pussy, letting it burn away into the cosmic magical power you need to re-write the goddess. She stares down at her own bare crotch with saucer eyes, then screams right through her gag.