Continue to humiliate elf girls

In her hurry to get away, Celeste collides headlong with a shapely, caramel island elf in a floral sarong and a coconut bra. The two go down hard, with the girl's face firmly between the sun elf's large boobs. Muffled by a mouthful of womanly flesh, the island elf makes a most intriguing sound.

"Wow, that sound was interesting!" you say. "What's going on with those two?"

"Oh, this is fun!" says Daisy. "See, the thing about sun elves is that, when their emotions are aroused, they start to glow with sunlight. And the thing about island elves is that sunlight energizes them. And if they're exposed to too much sunlight, like, if you stripped them naked at midday, it's like they're being constantly jilled-off."

"No way! I guess we know what step-one of our campaign is, then."

You grab Celeste again before she can detangle her naked body from the island elf girl, lifting her up and holding her, ass-up, over your shoulder. With your free hand you take the island elf between the coconut halves.

"Not my coconuts!" she shouts.

Her bra buckle snaps, and a delightfully round pair of c-cups jiggle into view. Her sarong follows shortly. As island elves apparently don't wear panties, you've got a naked girl in front of you now. You pick her up by her wrist, turn her around to appreciate the artfulness of her island tattoos (as well as her brilliantly sculpted caramel ass), then press her nipple-to-nipple with Celeste and glue each elf's hands to the other's buttocks.

The two lock eyes, both red in the face, both sweating.

"Miss Celeste," says the island elf, "you have to stop being aroused!"

"You have to stop being aroused!"