Race to the gate!

You've never seen so many boobs bounce upside-down before. An interesting sight.

Princess Tide takes an early lead, despite her small stature. She sprints on her hands as fast as she can go through the crowded bazaar of the city, determined to win. Doing her best to block out all the jeers and gasps of astonishment as the shopkeepers take in the unusual sight of a cute butt-naked elf princess doing a handstand in the marketplace.

Dalthia and Jargaret are right behind her, neck and neck. They bump into each other, hips colliding as they jostle for position. A laughing rug merchant takes a slap at their wiggling bottoms as they race past. Soon, everyone is doing it, reaching out to spank the conveniently elevated asses as the two fuming girls squeal in protest.

Zan, bringing up the rear, can't get the hang of it. Her double-D breasts and plump round backside throw off her balance, making her sway this way and that before the balloons haul her upright. You walk behind her, delivering a few encouraging spanks to her ass as you urge her on.

"Come on, girl! You can do it! You're the Queen of Gold! There's no way you would lose a race, right? After all, you know what happens to losers."