You meet the eye of Emrelle and advance on her. She backs up until her butt presses up against the marble wall. The sudden chill of the cold stone against her buttocks arches her back and sends a gasp out of her lips. It feels like a preview of what's to come.
You take her cheek in one hand, feeling her jaw go slack as you do so. Though she's holding her breath, her breasts quake ever so slightly with the report of her hammering heart. She looks about ready to melt in your arms.
"Emrelle," you say.
"Yes?" she says.
"I'm going to strip your clothes off and show everyone your vagina."
The word "vagina" snaps her back to her senses. She can't let anyone see her vagina! The sacred modesty of the arcane elves must be protected! She protectively seizes her own crotch with both hands and makes a frantic dash for it. You've already got her by her beautiful emerald hair, though, and she comes to a quick halt, boobs and butt jiggling delightfully.
Emrelle yelps in surprise, feeling a pinch on her buttock. She thinks for a moment that you're biting her in the ass, when in reality you, with two fully occupied hands, are electing to rip her gown off with your teeth. It takes some chewing, but in a minute you have reduced her gossamer garment to shreds, leaving her screaming with her generous globes spilling between her fingers and her shapely ass in a dainty white thong.
You add this thong to the trio of wedgies currently dangling from your fist.
"Who's ready to see some naked, translucent twats?" you say.
The gathered crowd cheers. The three arcane elves and the jade elf hanging from their panties can't be heard voicing their objections over the noise.
You start with the Jade elf to get her out of the way. With one sharp yank of her ankle, you release her and let her own panties fling her, butt naked, into the air. She lands in the arms of a lucky guy in the audience, who holds her aloft like someone celebrating the catch of a home-run ball at a baseball game.
All that's left now are the arcane elves.
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