After the girls finished eating, they mentally prepared themselves for the record heat outside. Then it hit them: they couldn't go there in their pajamas, and the only clothes they had were the clothes they came in, which were drenched in sweat on their way to the inn.
"Well, this is a problem," Alice mused aloud. "We can't go out in our PJs, and our clothes are all sweaty and gross."
Rachel chuckled. "Yeah, we kind of got ourselves into a predicament, didn't we?”
"So what do we do?" Noelle asked, looking just as puzzled. "It's not like we can magically appear in fresh clothes."
Alice thought for a moment before a sly grin formed on her face. "Actually, I might have an idea…”
The other two looked at her expectantly. "What is it?" They asked in unison.
Alice leaned back against the bed, feeling a wicked gleam in her eyes. "You'll see."
She stood up and walked over to the drawers beside the bed, rummaging through them until she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a small bundle of cloth and looked back over at the other girls, her smirk widening.
Rachel and Noelle watched her with curiosity and a hint of concern.
"What is that?" Rachel asked, eyeing the bundle of fabric in Alice's hands.
"Just a little something I found in the drawers here," Alice replied vaguely. She brought the bundle over to the bed and set it down in front of the girls.
As she opened the bundle, they caught a glimpse of its contents, which looked like...some sort of clothing, but not quite like anything they'd ever seen before.
"Uh, is that...?" Rachel started to ask, peering at the strange clothes curiously.
"Take a closer look," Alice encouraged, her voice still playful.
Noelle hesitantly picked up one of the items, studying it closely. It was a crop top...but it was incredibly brief and thin. The fabric would barely cover anything, leaving most of the stomach exposed.
"This is...not a normal crop top," Rachel mused, eyeing the flimsy material.
Noelle picked up another item, which turned out to be a pair of shorts. But these weren't average shorts either – they were incredibly tight and so short they'd barely cover anything at all.
Alice chuckled at their reactions, enjoying their surprise. "Nope, not normal clothes at all," she agreed.
She picked up another item, holding it out in front of them – it was a lacy bra, barely more than scraps of fabric.
The girls' eyes widened at the sight, shocked at how risqué it was. "Wow...this is seriously...skimpy," Rachel stated, her cheeks flushing.
"I mean," Alice replied with a slight smirk, "Would you rather wear a parka out in the 150-degree weather outside? It's skimpy, but practical in our situation.”
Rachel and Noelle looked at each other, a bit unsure. They weren't used to wearing such revealing clothes, especially in public. And it was true that the weather outside was brutally hot, and their regular clothes were still sweaty.
Rachel seemed to steel herself, determination in her eyes. "All right," she said, standing up. "If it means not overheating out there, count me in.”
Alice's smirk widened, pleased by Rachel's decision. "There's the spirit."
Noelle, still a bit more hesitant, looked between the clothes and Alice, biting her lip. After a moment, she sighed and nodded. "Eh, I suppose so. Dark elves, well, elves in general, aren't really gung-ho about modesty like we humans are, so at least we won't get smacked with indecent exposure like back at home.”
"That's the spirit," Alice echoed, tossing some of the clothes to the other girls.
With a bit of hesitation, the girls began slipping out of their old clothes and into the new ones. The fabric was much tighter and more…revealing than what they were used to. The crop tops hugged their torsos, leaving bare swaths of skin exposed, and the shorts clung to their hips and thighs, leaving little to the imagination.
Rachel fidgeted with her top, feeling the cool air on her newly exposed stomach. "This definitely feels...different."
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Noelle tugged at the leg of her shorts, trying to adjust them. "Different" was an understatement. These clothes were a far cry from what they were used to wearing, but the prospect of facing the scorching outdoor heat was enough to overcome their initial discomfort.
Alice watched with a twinkle in her eyes as the other two adjusted their clothes, enjoying their reactions. "You two look great," she complimented, giving them a once-over.
The girls' cheeks pinked at her words, but they couldn't help but feel a touch of pride in how they looked.
They checked themselves out in the mirror, noting how the outfit clung to their curves, accentuating their figures in an almost obscene way.
"Hey," Rachel said with a shrug. "If the dark elf girls here in Frigid can walk around in bikinis with no problem, I don't see why we should feel all self-conscious, eh?”
"I guess you’re right about that," Noelle mused, turning to the side to check out her own reflection. The shorts left a wide expanse of tanned thigh exposed, and the crop top revealed the smooth plane of her stomach.
She caught a glimpse of the hint of her panties peeking out the top of her shorts, and fought the urge to tug them down.
Alice, watching the other girls' reactions in the mirror, couldn't resist a little bit of teasing. "Perfect time to mention that nice tan you have there, Noelle. Guess that heat from yesterday decided to leave you with its blessing.”
Noelle rolled her eyes playfully, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Oh, shut it," she retorted, though the compliment made her cheeks flush slightly. "Let's just give a pair to Zalgo as well."
Alice pulled out a new pair with a smile. "Of course. She's a heavy sleeper, isn't she?”
Noelle, amused, nodded, "Yeah, she really is. But she won't mind, I think."
As Noelle held the new set of clothes in her arms, she chuckled to herself, thinking of how the shy girl would wake up to this outfit.
The girls quietly approached the sleeping Zalgo, who was still curled up in bed. They stood there for a moment, taking in her peaceful expression. She looked so innocent and childlike, completely oblivious to what was about to happen.
"All right," Rachel whispered softly. "Here we go.”
The girls gently shook her shoulders to rouse her from her slumber, their whispers and nudges slowly bringing her back to consciousness.
Zalgo stirred, her eyelids flickering open as she blearily tried to make sense of her surroundings. She took in the sight of the girls standing over her, her brain still foggy from sleep.
"Hey, sleepyhead," Rachel said, her tone a mix of affection and mischief.
Zalgo's eyes widened as she caught sight of the girls, who were wearing their own sets of the new clothing. She slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "What's going on?" she murmured, her voice thick with sleep.
"Well," Alice said, a smirk playing at her lips, "We've got a little surprise for you."
Zalgo's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, her eyes darting from one girl to the next, noticing their outfits and the missing clothes from the now-empty dresser drawers. She was about to ask what was going on when it clicked.
She caught sight of the set of clothes lying on the bed beside her, and her face flushed a deep red as understanding dawned on her. "You...You want me to wear that?" She squeaked, staring wide-eyed at the outfit.
"Yup," Rachel said, her grin widening. "You're going to look absolutely adorable, trust me."
Zalgo's cheeks blossomed even more, the thought of wearing such a revealing outfit filling her with embarrassment.
However, her curiosity (and the prospect of not overheating in the scorching heat) won out, and she took the clothes from Alice's hand. With a gulp, she tentatively began to put them on, her hands trembling slightly.
As she slid the crop top over her head, the material clinging to her form like a second skin, she felt incredibly exposed. She had never worn anything so short and tight before, and her cheeks flamed with embarrassment as the other girls couldn't help but stare. Next, she gingerly stepped into the shorts, the soft fabric clinging to her thighs and waist like a too-tight band.
She fidgeted awkwardly, not quite sure how to hold herself in such revealing clothes. Her pale skin stood in stark contrast to the dark fabric, and the tight fit revealed her curves and proportions in a way she had never experienced before. She couldn't help but feel exposed and vulnerable.
The other girls watched her with a mixture of curiosity and amusement, clearly enjoying the effect the outfit was having on her.
"T-There," she managed to stammer out, her voice still a bit shaky. "I'm ready."
The girls' eyes roamed over her from head to toe, taking in every detail.
"Looking good," Rachel said with an approving nod. "I told you you'd look adorable. Now come eat your breakfast over there, we have a dragon to help," she continued, pointing at the single plate of food over on the table.
Zalgo nodded weakly, feeling her cheeks flush even more as the others continued to look her over. She gingerly made her way over to the table, her steps careful and tentative, hyper-aware of the way the clothes clung to her body.
As Zalgo sat down at the table, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in a nearby mirror. Her embarrassment heightened as she took in her appearance, the new clothes hugging her form tightly and leaving very little to the imagination.
She tried to push aside her self-consciousness and focus on the food in front of her, but the knowing smirks and glances from the others made it difficult.
…
The girls stood in front of the front door to the inn. They knew that as soon as they opened the door, ruthless heat would slam into them. But in their new attire, they could fare better against the heat unlike last time.
"Everyone ready to go to that volcano and help that dragon?" Alice asked, her hand on the door handle.
Noelle and Rachel nodded, bracing themselves for the heat outside. They all looked at Zalgo, who squirmed uncomfortably in her clothes, still not quite used to the exposure.
"As ready as I'll ever be," she murmured, her cheeks still tinged with pink.
"Well, there's no time like the present then," Alice replied with a grin, and opened the door.
As they stepped outside, the blast of hot air was almost palpable. It felt like stepping into a sauna, but without the humidity. The sun was directly overhead, its intensity causing the air to shimmer and distort.
The girls shielded their eyes, their new outfits already feeling the effects of the heat.
They began their trek towards the volcano, trying to stay close together so they wouldn't overheat. The heat was unrelenting, making every step feel like they were walking through a furnace. Zalgo struggled to keep up with the others, her face flushed not just from embarrassment but also the heat beating down on her. The shorts were riding up her thighs, making her feel even more self-conscious and exposed.
As they got closer to the base of the volcano, they found themselves face to face with a steep incline, the mountain's rocky terrain making it a difficult climb. There were signs written in the local language, which stumped the girls.
"Ehh," Rachel groaned softly, "I don't speak Dark Elf or whatever it's called…”
"We better hope the dragon speaks some Albionish at least," Noelle said with a huff.
Alice frowned, examining the signs closely. "I... think I might understand some of this?"
The other girls turned to her in surprise, hope blossoming in their chests.
"What?!" Rachel exclaimed. "You can read those weird letters? Just how much of a language nerd are ya, really?!”
Alice gave a sheepish grin. "Just a little bit, I guess."
She looked at the signs more closely, her brow furrowing in concentration. "I think..." she said slowly, "it's...something like, 'Only pure-hearted individuals can go past this point'..."
"Heh," Rachel huffed with a smirk. "I dare you to actually pronounce the words, Al.”
"All right, all right, I will," Alice replied, rolling her eyes at Rachel's teasing.
She pointed at the first sign and read aloud, her voice hesitant at first, but growing in confidence as the words came out, "Ava-tash-ee-ah neethah kael-en-tee.”
The girls were astounded, their jaws dropping open.
"Whoa," Noelle managed to say, eyes wide. "That...was pretty good."
Rachel nodded in agreement, her smirk replaced with an impressed grin. "Seriously, Al, that was crazy. You're like the language queen.”
"Well," Alice said with a shrug, a modest smile on her face. "It's just something I pick up from time to time."
She returned her gaze to the rocky terrain of the volcano, a mix of determination and nervousness in her eyes.
"All right, let's keep moving. That dragon is probably getting impatient or something.”