Follow the ranger.

Much to the dismay of your party, Masumi's ability to disguise does usually force one to strip off their own clothing first. Because her own outfit is conjured, this isn't required of her, though for the rest of you, clothing is removed hopefully away from the watchful eyes of the public. You shove each garment into your Bag of Holding, still not quite used to the strange trembling sensation each time your fingers stretch it open. You aren't surprised though. Everything in this world seems to have some kind of a bizarre twist. At this point, you've seen enough strange things to last a lifetime.

One by one, Masumi conjures a leaf into her hand, and then places it upon each person's head, and when she does, poof! Swirling clouds appear and then dissipate, leaving behind costumes of her own design. It's different than from Luna makes. Her are softer--tangible and real--though there's something ethereal about wearing something conjured by a kitsune. It is physically there, but she can create designs which would normally be impossible. She doesn't have to worry about practicality in the same way.

Niki stands wearing a beautiful, glistening white robe. Even her weapons have been taken away, though she's been given Amara's silver staff to hold instead. As you already know her, this aesthetic is extremely unfitting, though you can't help but find entertaining in Niki of Clan Vakila operating as a priestess. She looks herself over with colour in her cheeks--very uncomfortable, though you're sure the outfit itself is soft and pleasant to wear. "Wh-What kinda disguise is this?" she asks.

Masumi lifts her mask, revealing the coy smile behind it. "You make an adorable cleric."

"It feels so weird on my skin," she says. As she swings her hips, the dress sways back and forth. It shows no skin, much to your surprise, but you start to realize that Masumi must not have given her anything else. Her large breasts aren't restrained, and you can clearly see her perky nipples pulling the fabric up around her chest. They move freely, and as they do, the brushing of the material over her alarmingly sensitive breasts looks to be making it hard for her to focus. "Is there not more to this costume you maybe forgot?" she asks.

"Are you cold?"

"Well, no--"

"Then let's move on."

Meanwhile, Amara has been given the opposite treatment. While her ally has been dressed in a more simplistic analogue to her own cleric attire, she's been given a reflection of Eva. She's normally modestly dressed, but now she's been forced into a short, frilly blue skirt, and a matching crop top, decorated further by an adorable purple bow over her chest--the only thing keeping the blouse from popping open. Her chest isn't as big, though it isn't small either. She looks herself over and blushes. She can't help but tug on her skirt, concerned as to whether or not too much of her body is showing.

You rarely see her so self-conscious and shy. It's cute.

"Y-You dress this way often, Eva," she says, squeezing the bunnyfolk's wand between her hands. "You are quite brave indeed."

"I know, right?" Eva replies. She smiles wide, already dressed in her disguise. It seems to be in reference to... you! She wears dark leather mixed with blue fabric as well as a cloak. At her side, Lauo is sheathed into its scabbard.

"You make for an adorable little demon king," you comment.

"That's right I do." She looks down at herself. Just like the others, she's rather uncomfortable, though not because she feels exposed. You have a feeling it's the opposite. "Kind of a tight squeeze though. Isn't there a version of this with a skirt? Pants are so lame."

"I'm sure you'll be fine," says Masumi.

Eva pats herself over. At her groin, she stops and blushes faintly. "I have no--" She purses her lips. "Th-This isn't so bad, I suppose..."

Next is Nyllia. She's wearing a carbon copy of Masumi's kimono, down to how loosely it fits. Granted, Nyllia's chest isn't quite a big, and that was accounted for, but it's still a stunning look for her. Somehow, Nyllia fits into the sexy geisha role with ease. She caresses her fingers along the hem of the dress and muses, "How lovely. No matter what, it stays on despite how loose it may appear. You are quite clever with what you create, Ms. Masumi. Though I would prefer it to be a little less breezy."

"I think it should be a little more breezy, but that's my opinion," she replies.

In contrast, the kitsune now wears a full suit of armour. Nyllia's sword hangs through a strap over her back. Just like with the others, it doesn't actually resemble the other girl's attire, but is merely in reference to it. The metal plates are slim and fit her body more for aesthetics than for protection. You're mostly surprised she's willingly covering herself up.

Lastly, you.

The kitsune smiles wide as you stand before the party wearing little at all. You have a leather shoulderpad and a strap over your chest, there to hold Nyllia's shield over your back. From your belt, you stow her mace. Otherwise, the costume consists of nothing more than fabric between your legs like a pair of underwear, and a loin cloth. Your body has become rather toned from your time adventuring in Abso. Though you've been effectively stripped down to your skivvies, you wear it well, and the girls can't help but look you over quite thoroughly. You suppose it's your turn to be the eye candy today.

"... Woah," Eva mumbles.

"Hey, it's me!" Niki calls out.

"Ah. How interesting," Nyllia comments. She looks to Masumi. "I think I quite like this look. Perhaps we can convince him to dress this way always."

Niki grins. "It's actually even less than what I usually wear. Don't get too excited now, Kyle, or everyone's gonna be able to tell."

"You're in a similar position, hmm?" you reply.

"Wh-What do you mean?" she asks, swiftly wrapping her arms around her chest.

When your group meets back up with Chief Ranger Fal'anis, her brows raise. She looks your group over, though her eyes remain fixed on you for a time longer. "Interesting," she comments. "Well, I admit. They may be simple disguises, but I think they'll work. You do all look pretty different."

Eva is now the demon king of the party, or whatever class that may resemble to those unaware. You're the fighter. Niki is the cleric. Amara is the mage. Masumi is the paladin. And lastly, Nyllia look to be some sort of a mage as well. If word of mouth were to have described your party, now people won't see you as more than regular adventurers, at least for the time being.

The only one who somewhat sticks out is Masumi, as her tails are still present. Nine big red tails are simply too much to be stuffed into a suit of armour, especially not comfortably.

"Can't you shapeshift into a fox?" you ask, remembering back when the two of you first met.

"Yes," she answers. "But in this instance, I think it would have been less fun."

"Come on," the ranger says. "They're waiting."