A Valiant Effort

Neisa engaged, she dashed straight for the new hands, but found her strikes blocked easily. She dodged as they struck back, finding the giant hands blocking her escape. She was **** to dive low, and she both heard and felt another tear. She rolled and tried to rise to her feet, but the remnants of her shorts tangled her legs and she fell sprawling. Before she could regain her bearings and free her legs she felt a hand close around her ankle. She shrieked as she was lifted into the air, upside down.

They seized her other ankle and another hand yanked the rest of her shorts from her legs. Then the giant hands spread her legs wide. She hung in an upside down spread eagle and desperately looked around to find something to punch, while her legs flexed against what may as well have been bonds of iron. Then she froze as she felt a finger brush her clit through the silk of her thong. She looked up at herself and saw the woman's hands, one pressed against her panties, the other about to push them to the side. She reached up to grab the hand pressed against her button and grasped the wrist, then pulled herself up while tucking her legs in. She formed into a ball between the hands, then pushed out in every direction. She slipped a leg free, and twisted until she could bring it down on the hand holding her other ankle. It let her go, and she swung down on the wrist she held, tossing the female ghost to the ground. She leapt back and put some space between herself and the ghosts, ending up ankle deep in the stream.

The three ghosts spent a few moments recovering, the clawed hands scooped up the remnants of her shorts and pressed them to its invisible head. She imagined he could probably pick up on her scent from them, but it wouldnt matter for long, she could feel her thong dampening after the burst of pleasure that had radiated from her clit. She supposed she should have expected the female hands to join in the sexual harassment but she dreaded the knowledge she would bring to the bed after her inevitable defeat. As she was she had become too tired to keep up the blinding speed she utilised earlier, and now she wracked her brain to come up with a plan.

Her foot tapped in the water, which gave her an idea. She reached down and slapped the water, splashing it towards the ghosts. They didnt react, but the water landed on their invisible bodies and she finally saw the true sizes and shapes of her assailants. The female hands definately belonged to a Viera, judging by the way the droplets had revealed an outline of tall ears standing on her head. She also noted that any clothes they might have been wearing must have been skin tight. She splashed again as they advanced on her, and blushed hard.

No, the ghosts didnt have clothes, she spotted water outlining a hard nipple on the generous chest of the Viera, and a droplet coating over a _thick _and _long _rod standing proud between the roegadyns legs. The hands paused and the Viera's hand dropped to wrap around the Roegadyns member, as she pointed to Neisa with her other hand, promising a much more intimate encounter than being filled with her own toys.

Neisa glanced over to Lassi's sitting spot and glared as she spotted her with one hand in her pants and the other cupping her chest. She gave Neisa a sheepish grin then her eyes widened. Neisa reacted and dove into the stream, scraping her shoulder on the rocky bottom and soaking her from head to toe. But she had dodged the clawed hands that had appeared behind her as they reached for her waist. She thought for a moment, then leapt back at the clawed hands, diving with arms wide for where his waist should be, and connected! Neisa and the miqote ghost went down in a tangle of limbs in the water, and with the wet coating she could finally see his body as well. She had ended up sitting astride his legs, and she felt a hard object poking into her ass, but she ignored it and unleashed a flurry of punches at his chest and head. He blocked some, but enough got through that the ghost faded away.

Unfortunately, that moment was when the other two ghosts reached her, this time the giant hands seized her arms at the bicep and held her down on her knees in the water. Neisa laughed.

"I got one, thats progress!" She shouted and looked up, to see the viera's ghost standing before her. "You win this time i guess, now do your worst..." She grinned up at the ghost, who reached down to pat her on the head a few times, before she gestured to the other ghost. Neisa couldnt bring herself to feel bad about losing, and after all this fighting, the stream water wasnt the only reason her panties were soaked through...