Yrelle has a boyfriend now

A few days later, you're holding office hours in a little nook beside Raider's Grotto. A butt-naked Yrelle runs in and shuts the door behind her. She looks rather fetching, leaned against the door, sweating, breathing heavily, clutching a towel to her front. You smile warmly at her and indicate the seat. She scowls, wraps the towel around her body, and sits down.

"What can I do ya for, Yrelle?" you say.

"I need to lodge a complaint," she says. "Raider just stripped me naked and made me run ten laps in the boys dorm!"

You giggle. "Yeah, he's known to do that."

"But I'm going out with Cory now! It was my understanding that he doesn't touch another guy's..." She blushes to refer to herself like this. "...girl."

"Hmm," you say. "Are you Cory's primary girl, then?"

"What does that mean?"

What it means is that, since the girl-to-guy ratio is about ten to one, it's become increasingly common for guys to maintain multiple girlfriends. You dig up Raider's file on Yrelle, and check her stats.

"Yes, according to this, you're one of three girlfriends," you say. "How's that been going, by the way? I know that Cory has attended my sessions on how to make every individual girl in your harem feel special: giving one-on-one time, encouraging affection between the girls, not referring to them as a 'harem'..."

"Yeah, Sharice is fine," says Yrelle. "It was a little awkward getting naked in bed with her, but she's a cool chick."

"And Simone?" you say, batting your eyes.

"And... Simone," growls Yrelle. You can tell she's not wild about suddenly being a co-girlfriend with her long-time sports rival. To be a fly on the wall when they go to bed together...

"Anyway," you say, "Raider offers stripping amnesty to a boy's primary girlfriend, at the boy's request."

"Which one of us is primary?"

"Let's see..." You pull another file. "Oh! It looks like Cory hasn't set a primary! Isn't that sweet? He wanted you all to be equal."

"So, what does that mean for stripping amnesty?"

"It means he's granted Raider permission to strip all of you."

As a matter of fact, Cory has signed Yrelle up for "the Full Daisy," which means that Raider is to strip her naked on sight, but there's no need to tell the girl that.

Yrelle gets up with a huff, straightens her towel, and goes for the door.

"Yrelle!" you say. "One more thing..."

You catch her at the door just in time to yank off her towel and lock her outside. You hear the orc girl's surprisingly girlish scream, a chorus of cheers and laughter, and the sound of bare feet beating cheeks down the corridor.