Travel to the sun elf palace

Fun fact about sun elf women: They are generally a hedonistic, artistic group, and they prefer to spend their leisure hours in the nude. One might call them nudists, and one might be technically wrong in doing so, as a proper nudist would not mind being seen naked, whereas the sun elf women always seek out refuges where they can strip to their birthday suits away from the gaze of the menfolk or the lesser peoples. And when an elite sun elf wants to shed her gown, one of her favorite places to go is the Apogee Palace up among the clouds.

The Apogee Palace is a sun elf paradise, serving as the living quarters of the famous twin princesses, a naked resort for high-born sun elves, and a finishing school where noble sun elf girls can complete their education without the nuisance of clothing.

"Good day, my lady," says a golden, short-haired attendant girl as Lady Mirriae stepped out of the waypoint chamber. "I appreciate and validate your beauty."

Mirriae was a fine specimen with a tall, shapely frame, a deep tan, and sun-colored hair. She smiled at the naked attendant girl.

"Good day," she said. "I appreciate and validate your beauty. Would you be receptive to a compliment of your body?"

"I would, and I appreciate you asking."

"Your b-cup breasts are nicely round and valid, and those tiny, valid nipples have a lovely shade of gold."

"Thank you. I would be receptive to you touching them in a non-sexualized way, if you wish."

"I appreciate you sharing your beauty."

Mirriae placed two hands on the girl's breasts, appreciating the validity of their firmness and the delicate feel of their nipples.

"Perhaps later we can share a non-sexualized kiss," says Mirriae.

"That sounds potentially valid," says the attendant girl. "For now, can I help you off with your clothes?"

The girl is just starting to untie the bindings on the back of Mirriae's gown when you and Daisy appear.

"Wow!" you say. "Apparently it's true what they say about sun elf chicks!"

The attendant screams and tries to hide behind the lady's skirts. These skirts don't last long, though, as you take Mirriae by the décolletage and rip her gown away in one motion. Underneath, she's wearing only a silken pair of bloomers, which joins her ruined gown in short order. You pin her over your knee and search her body for a mark while Daisy catches the attendant and subjects her to a similar inspection. Finding nothing, you stamp her butt, give her a friendly spanking, and send her off with an open-mouthed kiss.

"We've got a whole palace of pre-stripped girls to check out!" says Daisy. "Where do you want to start? The princess twins' seat of governance? The finishing school? The nobles' resort?