Take off Limber's shorts

For some reason, Limber keeps glancing up into the branches of a nearby tree as you strip her. You don't know why. It's probably not important.

First, the shorts. Daisy holds the skinny elf's arms as you peel these down her long legs. They're so tight it's hard to pull them off, and all the kicking and squealing makes it harder, but you're patient, and you didn't have anything more important to do today.

You take your time, sliding them inch by inch over Limber's hips as she howls insults at you, throwing her body from side to side, trying to wriggle free from Daisy's iron grip. You get a close look at her pussy as you tug them down her thighs, then grab her ankles to hold her still so you can get them off the rest of the way. Finally, you signal Daisy to let her go.

Instantly, Limber throws a hand over her pussy, and the other over her pert little ass. She stands in front of you, so mad she can barely talk, still eyeing up that tree. "You..." she sputters. "How... how dare you?"

"Nice ass."

"Don't you dare look at me! River elves aren't here for... for the entertainment of humans!"

"Sure they are." You toss the shorts into the branches of a tree, high overhead. Limber's eyes follow them. They're hanging from a twig in the canopy, just out of reach. You can tell how badly she wants those shorts back.

"Jump for them," you suggest.

"No!"

"You can jump for your clothes, or you can walk back to the elf village with your ass bare. I'm fine either way."

"Or I can fight you!"

"No you can't."

Limber leaps at you, her hands raised in an elven fighting style. You step out of her way and slap her on the ass as she goes by. She leaps at you again, and you trip her up. She lands flat on her face in a puddle of mud.

"Told you."

Limber climbs to her feet, spitting out mud, one hand still clasped protectively between her thighs. There's fury in her eyes. You can tell she wants to attack you again, but she restrains herself. She looks up at the shorts, then at the tree again.

As she steels herself to try to jump for the shorts, you notice something interesting. The strap holding up her bandeau has come loose. You didn't even do that.