There's the sound of running feet, and a petite, butch-haired jade elf enters, sprinting as if the hounds of hell were at her heels. The sun elf screams and scrambles to hide her body as you enter in hot pursuit. You snatch up the jade elf by the back of her pants and hold her aloft, kicking and flailing in a **** bid to save her modesty.
"Behold!" says Daisy, coming up behind you. "Once this cute little thing is stripped, the forest elves will be the only ones left with their clothes on, proving that they are the most capable and most dignified..."
She trails off when she sees the arcane elves.
"Holy crap," she says. "Arcane elves are real?"
"Real," you say, "and really cute."
You look Emrelle up and down. From the emerald-colored nails of her diamond toes, up her shapely legs to her round hips, over the gentle dimple in her dress that suggests at her bellybutton, up to the near-perfect globes that comprise her breasts, and all the way to her emerald hair. Her diamond cheeks glow red under your gaze.
Rubia and Sapphine take cover behind her.
Emrelle tries to look as authoritative as she can. "I'm going to ask you only once to stop stripping that girl."
"I'm not stripping any girl," you say.
"You've been stripping her all this time."
You look at the jade elf in your hand, finding that you have indeed been shredding her clothes all the while. She dangles now in nothing but her hot pink undies, her little jade elf butt peeking out at the world from within the panties you hold her by.
"So I have," you remark. "How 'bout that?"
The elf makes a scream of protest as you take her between the cups and pluck away her bra, exposing her miniature breasts to the world.
"I'm warning you, human," says Emrelle, "if it comes to blows between us, you'll be up against the full power of the Feminine Realm."
"Neat," you say. "Hey, let's see if I can strip you ladies with a small-breasted jade elf in one hand."
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