Shrink her out of her clothes

There's a loud pop, and Kalli's singlet suddenly stands empty. It crumples to the floor, a strapless leopard-print bra resting on top.

The elf manages to dig herself out a few seconds later. She's about eight inches tall now, and she's holding her panties in front of her body like a large, leopard-print towel. The Raider's Girls get a good laugh out of this.

"This isn't funny!" says Kalli. "I insist that you give me my clothes back before you all get into even more trouble than you're already in!"

"Hey, Raider!" says Destra. "Do you think that dolly is anatomically correct? Better check!"

"What? No!"

"Don't be like that, Kalli," you say, picking her up by the panty elastic. "The magic will expire naturally in a couple of hours or so. Meanwhile, relax! It's a party!"

You're giving the elf's panties a gentle shake as you talk, holding your free hand beneath her as she tries to maintain her grip. Finally she loses the battle against gravity, her tiny naked ass dropping into the middle of your palm. She grabs her breasts, pitches back her head, and screams furiously.

"Looking good!" you say, dangling her by an ankle and spinning her around to get a good look. "Your breasts are nice and big -- relatively, of course -- with a great shape and an exceptional bounce factor. Your ass is pretty great as well. It's not often you see an elf chick with a proper bubble-butt. I'll have to remember to try out a spanking on that lady lump after you return to your normal size."

"Until then, what do you want to do?" says Ilsa.