Have her run around outside.

"I dare you to run around outside for like half a minute," you say.

Eva wraps her arms around herself nervously. "But I'm only wearing this thing," she mutters. "And... it's still raining out there! I can't do that. What if someone sees?"

"I bet you'd hate that."

"You can always admit defeat and take something off, dear." Delphi smiles. "Though you do only have one thing to take off."

"This isn't fair!" Eva pouts. Though she stands up regardless, and gazes to the window across the room. She slowly steps towards the exit of the living room and soon disappears from sight. The rest of you are left waiting, but it doesn't take long before you see her come into view outside, through the window. The only other soul out there is Peony and she looks to the bunny with interest.

Eva is drenched immediately. Her hair presses down the sides of her head, and her nightgown begins to tightly cling to her curvy figure. The fabric is not only thin, but white as well, so patches against her skin become transparent easily. In her bare feet, she runs through the wet grass with her arms wrapped tightly around her bouncing bust, and the rest of you watch from the safe, warm inside. She looks completely humiliated. Though as her time is nearly up, Peony approaches her and begins to converse, though you can't hear what they're saying from here.

The dryad reaches out and strokes her hands around the sides of Eva's chest, causing the other girl to reel back in embarrassment. Though Peony continues forwards and nuzzles her head affectionately beneath her neck with her arms tightly squeezes around her body--dripping wet skin making sure that if Eva had anything left dry before, she doesn't any longer. She's completely soaked.

Finally, she frees herself from the other girl's grasp, and quickly hustles back towards the door. It's been far longer than thirty seconds by now.

She stands dripping in the entrance to the living room--gown completely tight against her figure. You can make out every last curve, including the erect points at the tips of her ample breasts. When she realizes everyone can see her everything, she quickly brings an arm over her chest, and shoots a hand down between her legs. She seems short of breath, but even more than what would come from a brisk jog back indoors, and her face is beat red.

"Y-You happy now?!" she asks.

"Absolutely." Delphi beckons her over. "Let's keep things moving, Eva. But you might want to keep covering up. Those clothes are thin."

You sit back in your place with Alice's arm still over your lap, and the rest of the girls join you.

Amara lifts the leaf between her fingers, and with a twist, she flicks it up into the air. The leaf twirls back down towards the tabletop, and when it lands, its stem gestures in the general location of Eva yet again.

"Oh come on!" Eva looks helpless. "Please have mercy."

Though before saying anything, Amara stands up and makes her way around the circle over to the girl. She threads the girl's hair between her fingers, and a warm, affectionate smile comes to her face. "Allow me to dry you off and dress you again, Ms. Beela. That is my dare."

That's a lot nicer than the previous ones have been.

"Though you must take that gown off first in order for me to do that," she continues.

"Wait, wait. Delphi said we can't dare the other to strip. That was a rule!" Eva turns her head to the pixie.

Delphi taps her chin. "Interesting. So she's daring you to let her change you into something dry, but you need to strip to do that. So she isn't really daring you to strip. I'd say that's fair."

"That isn't fair at all!" After a moment, however, she stands up with trembling legs. "B-But I do want to be dry again. So fine. I'll do it. Just make it quick so nobody stares."

"Oh we're all staring," Delphi assures.

Eva takes hold of the bottom of her nightgown and looks nervously over the crowd. She has ****, however. If she wants something warm and dry to wear instead of something functionally useless, she needs to take off her clothes. The only thing she can think to do is turn away, and then she peels the clothes off her soaking wet skin and gradually up her figure. First, her cute, perky ass comes into view, and then her cotton ball tail. The arch of her back is next, and then as she pulls it up off her head, you can make out the sides of her tits hanging loose and free. Her arms lower down to wrap around her bust and between her legs once again, and she slowly turns back around to conceal her bare rear end and wait impatiently for Amara's aid.

"Do not be so worried, Ms. Beela. You are cute," Amara says.

"That isn't the problem!" Eva replies. "Please dress me quick."

"First I shall dry you a little bit. Hold on." She takes a deep breath and stretches out her hand. As she says, "Gale," a rush of wind comes from her palm and blows the bunnyfolk's hair back. She struggles to stand, and therefore struggles to cover herself, under the strength of the sudden breeze.

Eva then stumbles back and falls onto her butt.

"I am so sorry!" The elf immediately says and hurries down to help her.

"It's all right, Amara."

She lifts her head with one hand, while her other trails down from the other girl's neck, over her bust, and slowly down her stomach. "Allow me to heal you," she whispers--eyes locked onto hers.

"It didn't even hurt," Eva says, blushing. "P-Please just conjure that nightgown for me!"

Amara nods and helps her back up. She raises her hands up into the air, and like you've seen many times before, she says the magic words, "Moonlight Gown". The same fine, white dress falls over Eva's slightly less wet body, covering her up as much as something like that can.