Searching the arctic elf city

Borrowing a few tresses from the heads of your recent strippees, you shrink the girls down to serve as naked warming accessories for Daisy. Tit-tit gets hung by her hands around Daisy's neck, settling face-first right between her impressive cleavage. The other two girls, Num-num and Hoo-haw, find themselves hanging from either of the dark elf's hips.

"Ah, that feels great!" says Daisy. "My nipples have softened, my ass is thawing out, and all without having to cover up my goodies."

You pinch her in the ass. She yelps and giggles, going up on one foot with feigned embarrassment.

"So, now where do you want to go?" she says. "We have to strip a lot of women quickly if we're going to catch Rittley. Maybe we could head to the ice palace and humiliate some noble girls, or we could browse the hunting parties and pick the furs off of the beautiful huntresses in front of their hunter friends. Of course, there's always a school somewhere, and I know how much you love making lovely co-eds live out their naked-at-school nightmares."