Etherial tries to escape Raeta

"Say," says Raeta, reaching out to caress Etherial's arm. "If Raider stripped you, why aren't you naked?"

The huntress is now standing close enough that her prodigious breasts are spanning the distance between them, tickling the exposed parts of Etherial's breasts with her nipples. It's making the goddess of ENF highly uncomfortable, almost more so than the look that Raeta is currently giving her.

"Raider wants you to be naked, Etherial," says Raeta. "Don't you want Raider to be happy with you?"

"Raeta, don't you dare!" says Etherial, backing away. "You don't know what I had to do to get these clothes!"

"This is the new reality for goddesses," says Raeta, indicating her bare, beautiful body. "You see my ass? Raider has claimed this ass, and if I spun you around, I suspect I'll find that he's claimed yours as well."

Etherial grabs her cheeks, keenly aware of the "Stripped by the Panty Raider" stamp still on her skin.

"C'mon, Etherial," says Raeta. "Let's get you naked again, and we'll frolic among the mortals, blushing and jiggling for those who used to revere us."

Etherial turns and runs, grabbing a firm hold over her own breasts to keep them steady. The naked huntress takes off after her. Together they sprint through the woods; Raeta is the far nimbler of the two, but her grandiose pair of unfettered breasts are slowing her up a bit. Etherial thinks that she might actually escape, until she runs headlong into a horse's ass.

The goddesses have crossed paths with a band of adventurers. Knocked on her ass, Etherial looks up to see, with some dismay, that it's a largely male group, with the exception of a beautiful black elf in sorceress robes and a gorgeous green orcish girl in full armor. They regard her curiously as Raeta pounces on her, working quickly to tie her hands and feet behind her back.

"Good day, mortals!" says the naked goddess. "No, your eyes are not deceiving you: We are indeed goddesses, and we are indeed showing a lot of skin! The news is that goddesses have become 'owned' by the Panty Raider, and he has seen fit to share our bodies with the world!"

With that, she tears away Etherial's tiny garments, pulling her up to her knees so that the adventurers can enjoy the bounce of her breasts.

"I always wanted to compare sizes with you, Eth," said Raeta. "Looks like I win!"

Etherial screams, the sound washing through the forest and rending the clothes of the two woman adventurers into shreds. The elf looks down at her body, a pair of glistening, round d-cups bouncing about before her. The orc does likewise, gazing in horror at her own mossy-green c-cups. They scream, and huddle together for shared modesty.

"Hey, that's a neat trick," says Raeta.