Fylla's Burial Vault

“Ah, here! In a tomb called “Fylla’s Burial Vault”, we may find some magic powder to help free you of this… affliction.” In a terrific cinematic shot of Zaphrina’s topless upper body, you see her eyes light up in excitement, a sign of hope. She springs up onto her feet and hugs her elven friend in appreciation, her bare breasts mashing against the elf’s silk top.

“Really? That’s great Fayne! Let’s go right now!”

“Doesn’t look like anyone has been here for decades…” Zaphrina observed as she took in her surroundings, deep in the heart of the wild, untamed forest. The two had made their way miles into Gnome territory and your poor nude heroine had gotten more than one odd look as passing merchants saw the beautiful naked woman.

From Fayne’s quick study on the location in her library, the sorceress known as Fylla had been one of the little folk’s most powerful witches and better yet, was a specialist in building magical constructs. The Gnome philosophy was always, “Why not just make big people to go fight for us?” A motto that served them relatively well. However, the legendary female gnome had also been quite adept at the other schools of magic as well.

That was where Fayne had stopped reading aloud from her book, but Zaphrina could tell something was wrong from her elf friend’s blushing cheeks. Apparently Fylla had also been a bit… sexually aggressive with other ladies, especially with human and elven females that she interacted with. Many a sorceress had returned home after a night of asking Fylla for aid in their quest, very **** to talk about what had transpired when the candles were quenched.

“So this is it? Just seems to be the side of a mountain.” Zaphrina commented, staring at the blank stone wall in front of her. The elf on the other hand was studying it intently, obviously seeing something much more than plain rock.

“She was a mage, it probably has some magic protection.” Fayne analyzed as she traced magic symbols in the air. Her eyes adopted a glossy sheen with dark complex purple swirls as the sexy elf scanned the cold, unfeeling stone. “Yes… yes, I see it. I sense some protection magic, we must simply walk through that wall there!”

“Well, since this quest is to help me wear clothes again… I guess I’ll go first.” Zaphrina bravely stepped forward to where her magically-inclined ally was pointing. Holding her breath, she took a few nervous hops, which you appreciated as her beautiful breasts bounced, before she ran into the stone wall… and disappeared into the other side! Your camera shifted suddenly to a dark brick corridor with just your naked adventuress in sight. “Oh! It worked Fayne, come through, I don’t see any danger!” Before long, a plume of smoke appeared on the ground and you saw the elf sorceress appear… though from her sleek bare shoulders down to her knees, all of her clothing was gone! Zaphrina audibly gasped and held her hands to her mouth.

“What?” Fayne asked nervously before glancing downward, practically jumping into the air like a startling cat, “Eek! Wh-where did, b-but- My clothes!” The gorgeous naked elf (well, except for her leather adventuring boots and scarlet red bracers) tried to cover her bare tits and beatifically manicured pink pussy, shielding it from the world as best she could. Her red faced embarrassment quickly turned to anger as she directed her glare towards Zaphrina. “You! You said it was safe! I’m naked!”

“I-I… I didn’t know! When I came through I… I’m already naked!” Your plucky adventuress apologized, though you noticed you weren’t the only one getting an eyeful of delightful nude elf. Zaphrina’s gaze was locked on her naked friend, thoroughly inspecting every inch of her radiant pale skin even as she fumed with indignation. Suddenly, Zaphrina had a look of clarity as she realized something was missing. “Oh no! Your bag!”

“My-“ Fayne reached around and realized her adventuring backpack was gone! All of their supplies, food and water, not to mention… spare clothes. The stark-naked elf’s hands curled into fists, shaking with anger. “Oh, that bitch! I swear to all Gods, when we find that perverted gnome’s grave, I’m going to kick it over! First my favorite robes, then my bag… at least my staff survived that sinister trap.”

“Well, should we continue?” The feisty elf nodded solemnly and the two continued down the stone hallway. Both were only clad in boots, one armed with a sword and the other with a magical staff. They had already come so far, they had to finish exploring Fylla's perverted dungeon… but can they do it while they’re both naked?