They approach the girls.

They're rather ordinary women, yet still pretty in their humbleness. These aren't adventurers, but commoners of the town. One has short black hair with a teal dress which ends at her thighs, while her friends has long brown hair, and she wears a white top and a black miniskirt. Due to their choices of lower garb, a certain predicament has become rather embarrassing for the both of them, and it all stems back to what currently lies within Rod's pockets.

"Hey, ladies. Are you all right?" May asks with a twinkle in her eye. She knows they're not.

"Y-Yes of course," says the one in the dress. She pushes down in front of her groin, shifting awkwardly as a gentle breeze wafts by. Colour spreads across her face, especially now with two sets of eyes directly on her body. "Nothing happening here."

Her friend pushes down on her skirt as well. She fidgets around as she pushes her thighs tightly together. "Mhm! Nothing wrong!"

"Really? Because I'd help out if I could. Honest."

They look at one another.

"Listen," says the black haired girl. "I'm Tina, and this is my good friend Betty. We were just out enjoying the fresh air, when something super freaky happened. Maybe if you know more about magic than us, you could help. Not trying to judge a book here, but you look a lot more knowledgeable on that than either of us."

May smiles wide and offers her hand. "My name's on my hat. And that's really sweet of you!"

Awkwardly, each of the two women bring one hand up to shake, though keep another down on their garb self-consciously.

She continues. "I do know a thing or two about magic. What happened?"

Betty, the brown haired one dressed in a skirt, looks to her companion before returning her eyes to May. She speaks quietly now, and it looks as if each word hurts to say. "Our, uhm. Well, all of the sudden, we realized that both of our panties just... disappeared. You gotta believe us. We aren't just perverts."

Rod freezes up, realizing what's happening, but he can't say. It would be a terrible thing for him to speak up about it.

"Let's just try to get home," Tina whispers. "Before someone sees."

"Why did I choose today to wear my tiniest skirt?" asks Betty.

Tina purses her lips for a long moment and then grumbles, "This dress isn't much longer. Somehow it's so much worse, feeling the air under there."

"D-Don't describe it, or it's even more embarrassing."

Rod is beet-red at this point. Not only does he know he has both of their panties on him, but thinking about their predicament is exciting him greatly. The poor guy needs to take a moment, despite everything standing so close, to readjust his trousers for reasons.

Not missing a beat, May puts her hand on Rod's shoulder which causes him to flinch. "Oh goodness~! That really does sound embarrassing. Imagine being completely command with such short skirts and dresses. Feeling every little breeze. Wondering if a sudden breeze will flutter it up just enough so that people can see--"

"Please stop!" Tina and Betta plead simultaneously.