Strip Peter naked

You pull Peter's tights down, then quickly pull her tunic over her head, exposing her boobs and her slit. Her breasts are nice champagne glass B-cups with hard little nips on the ends. They were easily hidden in the tunic.

"Look, Peter's a girl," you say.

"Shhhh!" the rabbit boy says. "We're trying to watch Tiger Lily bathing."

"We have a naked girl in our midst!" you say.

"Give it a rest," Peter says. "They all know I'm a boy. I'm the boy who never grows up!"