Send Tit-tit scampering off naked

Tit-tit looks aghast.

"But... but you have to give my clothes back."

"No I don't."

"You don't understand." The snow elf scrambles to her feet, doing her best to look like a dignified warrior, though she's **** to keep her hands clasped over her tits and pussy. Daisy snorts with laughter as a pink nipple slips free, and a blush flared in Tit-tit's face as she struggles to cover it. She stands before you, naked in the snow, glowing from head to toe. You can feel the heat radiating off her, even at a distance.

"Snow elves are only allowed to wear clothes we make ourselves, from the hides of snow-beasts we hunt," she explains. "I sewed that skirt and top from the hide of a great bear I caught last spring. But... well, it hasn't been the best hunting season..."

You don't quite get it, but Daisy's eyes have grown wide. "Wait," she says. "You mean these are your only clothes?"

"Um... yeah..."

"Like, in the world? So if we take them away, you'll have to stay naked until you hunt something else?"

"And like, I said, it's not the best season..."

"So you'd have to go all the way back to your village without any clothes on?"

"It's not really a village," protests Tit-tit. "It's more of a small town. It may be the Arctic, but we're still civilised, you know."

"Interesting," says Daisy, smiling broadly as she looks at the snow elf's breasts. "And I bet there's plenty of other cute snow elf boys there, who'd love it if you had to go naked all day long?"

"Right! They'd all laugh at me!"

"Like I'm doing now?"

"Exactly like you're doing now!"