The palace has been picked clean!

Everything is gone! All the furniture, the carpets, drapes, even the servants! All that's left are empty rooms and blank walls... that is, except for the dozens of dwarves wandering around dismantling the empty palace one stone at a time.

Several dwarves look up in confusion when they hear Xalandra gasp. The chubby, hairy, blushing elf tries desperately to cover herself as the dwarves nod in approval.

"That's one sexy elf," says one of them in Dwarven (if only Belinda or Xalandra had ever learned the language). "A nice, hairy woman with plenty of curves!"

"She almost looks as good as a dwarf!" Says another, prompting the others to all agree.

Soon they're all back to work, removing the very bricks and stones used to build the floor of the palace.

"I wonder who they are?" Says one.

"Must be strippers," says another. "I hear the king is a real man-whore."

Xalandra is frozen in shame and embarrassment as she contemplates her situation and how to get out of it. Her hands run over her illusionary G-string and bra, stimulating the treasures hidden just underneath them.

Belinda of course, proudly parades her naked self through the room, mistaking the noises and voices for those of her subjects. "Hi everyone!" Belinda cheers as she waves her hands around to all the people she can't see. "It's me, the queen! Don't you just love my new outfit!?"

The naked queen giggles as she twirls around, flashing her entire royal body to a crowd of strangers. The dwarves smile and stop what they're doing, some clap their hands and cheer as Belinda goes on and on about her (non-existent) outfit.

Much to Xalandra's horror (and arousal) the queen ends up flashing her pussy, breasts, and even her asshole to the crowd, who cheer louder and longer with each lewd act performed by Belinda.

The elf minces in panic as the castle is broken down like so many Legos, even as her own loins grow wetter with each passing second of the queen's slutty display.