Aid Nyllia.

"Just right here. The latches to undo the breastplate, there and around here," she whispers all without ever breaking eye contact. Clearly she's more than capable of doffing her own suit of armour, yet you're here standing close, wrapping around her finger, though there's definitely no reason to complain.

Your fingers glide down the polished silver armour forged to accentuate her graceful elven curves. Past the metal and padding. you're eventually able to dislodge the pieces from one another and allow them to fall to the grass. Beneath she wears an uncharacteristically plain, loose, white crop top which hangs from her otherwise unrestrained bust. Two clearly visible perky points protrude up from beneath the fabric. Below that, her perfect navel leading down to still-armoured legs. As she catches your eyes staring, she places a finger upon your chin and guides you back up to face her with a smile.

"I can take care of the rest," she whispers, then gently nudging your head to turn and face the lake once more.

Peony is still happily bathing in the crystal-clear water. Now up to her stomach, she swirls around and splashes about, just happy to be here. A beacon of joy and embodiment of nature--the complete opposite of the second girl to step into the lake. Mistress Dajy, still facing away, takes hip-swaying strides until she reaches the same depth of her emerald ally. She bends over, lifting up her perfect ass--wings widespread--to stretch herself like a cat through the refreshing water. Even her hair becomes soaked as it clings tight to her skin. Finally, she turns around and stares upon the others in full. Droplets of water roll down to the tips of her dark nipples, as well as between and down her stomach. Taking a few steps forward, her pussy comes just barely into view above the surface. There she poses with both hands behind her head. With the sun bathing her in the rays of early day, she stands proudly with the silhouette of a demonic queen.

A squirt of water hits your arm as it fires forward from directly at your left. You turn quickly to see Fang with her eyes wide open, and a waterskin in her hand which she has just accidentally squeezed with incredible might.

Sen-nu has joined as well, albeit a distance away from the two. Both bodies have undressed already, and now stand thigh-deep as they wash one another. It must be helpful to have two bodies when it comes to hygiene. With ease, she's able to reach any spot she wishes, just of her reflection. Her fluffy claws rub up along the smooth back of her other body, and then through her hair.

Nyllia than places her soft hand around your chin again and pulls your attention back. Now in addition to standing in a small, loose top, she's also wearing shorts to match. Instead of saying anything at all after she's pulled her hand back, she simply slides down said shorts to reveal a pair of white frilly underwear. Though they don't remain on long either. She turns away with a subtle tease of her tongue, and then she slips the fabric over the tantalizing humps of her rear to expose it bare. She nearly pushes against you as she bends forward to drop her panties to the ground. Then finally, with two hands she pulls her shirt up and over her head, and allows it to drop near her other things. After turning back to you, she places her fingers on your chest and smiles.

"Don't keep us waiting for long," she says before walking towards the water.

"I'll help you!" comes a voice. Of course, Yin runs over and quickly bows her head. "Sorry for not being here sooner, Master. But please allow me to undress you."

"Aha. Well I mean, I can do that myself," you reply.

"... Please?" She looks up to you with pleading eyes. "It would be an honour."