After leaving the Grand Oceanic Pass, hiding the carriage among the trees, and flying toward the river to bathe at night, Irene began removing her white robe.
In front of her stood Hanami, who undressed first, tossing her skirt aside. Her large, shapely ass was left covered only by black lace underwear.
Without any hesitation, she crouched down, pulling off her underwear and leaving her vagina completely exposed in front of Irene. A spasm ran through Irene's lower belly. Thanks to the three days they had spent in the middle of the ocean, there were only faint traces of hair there.
'She's so perfect… She's definitely an SSR.'
Hanami was fully aware of the effect she caused. She smiled with desire while remaining crouched, having positioned herself strategically so Irene would be watching her. Then she turned toward the kitsune, watching her toss her white robe aside.
Pink and crimson locked gazes for a long moment. Hanami blew her a kiss, winked, and walked naked toward the river, saying,
"Coming?"
Hanami ran excitedly to the river and jumped in, submerging herself. Moments later, she shot back up, shouting,
"It's cold!"
The river was completely surrounded by dense pine trees. Naturally, it was freezing.
Irene removed her gold brooch with the ruby and sapphire, carefully placing it inside her leather pouch. She wore a black one-piece dress underneath, so all she had to do was grab it from the folds around her thighs and pull it upward, slipping it over her head to be left in her underwear.
During this process, she glanced at Rynelle tossing her bra to the ground. She was already completely naked. Her slender, delicate build made her beautiful face stand out even more. Her breasts were large, but not disproportionate to her slim figure.
'Her nipples are… beautiful. Perfectly shaped.'
Like Hanami and Irene, due to the days they had spent unable to bathe, she had a bit of hair on her vagina. Rynelle blushed slightly and hugged her breasts with her arms as she began walking toward the river.
Irene looked at her flawless white back and her toned, firm ass.
'She's also so perfect. They're both SSR units!'
Irene unclasped her black bra and thong, removed her stockings, went barefoot, and, with an excited giggle, ran toward the river.
All three complained when they felt the icy water, but they were so desperate for a bath that they ignored it and forced themselves to get used to it.
They made sure to stay close together, remaining under the light of Rynelle's lamp, and began laughing. All three felt nervousness, embarrassment, insecurity, and fear, but at the same time, it thrilled them. The emotions were so intense that they burst into laughter.
They looked at one another, covering their breasts, with the water already up to their waists. They only shared laughter, trying to break the tension.
Hanami was the first to remove her arms, showing them her breasts, then quickly covering them again. Rynelle and Irene only screamed with excitement amid laughter.
Next was Irene, who had the largest breasts and pink nipples. Both breasts pressed together, and feeling proud of their size, she decided to jump a little so they would bounce.
Then she covered them again, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. Hanami decided to uncover hers again, forcing herself to stay that way despite being terrified. She then pointed at Irene, and Irene, understanding, also removed her arms and forced herself to remain exposed.
The three began laughing and screaming with excitement, but especially Hanami and Irene. Then both looked at Rynelle, but she hugged herself more tightly, forming a frightened, nervous smile on her face.
Hanami and Irene moved closer to her as Rynelle spoke,
"N-no! G-girls! Wait, not yet!"
Hanami hugged her around the waist, and Irene positioned herself behind her, holding the elf's wrists.
"Come on, you're the only one left," Irene said between laughs.
"Let us see those gorgeous boobs!"
"N-no! I-Irene, wait!"
Irene laughed, leaning toward her face over her shoulder, and said,
"I'm not even moving you, Rynelle, ha, ha, ha."
Hanami wiggled her fingers to tickle her thighs and near her vagina. Rynelle squeezed her legs together and hunched her posture, exclaiming,
"H-Hanami!"
Both laughed and stopped teasing her. Then Irene began to caress her arms, lightly running her nails in a gentle back-and-forth motion from her wrists to her shoulders.
"Relax. Little by little. It's just the three of us. Let us see that amazing, beautiful body you have, Rynelle."
Hanami stood in front of her and, grabbing her own breasts, showed them to her, saying,
"See? You won't be the only one naked here. We're scared too, but it's exciting to share this experience with you…"
Irene stepped away from Rynelle's back and positioned herself beside Hanami. Both of their faces were flushed.
"See? I'm scared too… but you're my best friends, and I won't deny that doing this is really exciting, ha, ha."
Rynelle took in every detail of her friends' bodies: their slim, delicate waists; their large, round breasts with perfect nipples; their hips, slightly visible beneath the water's surface, guarding thick legs and firm, healthy asses.
Her heart raced at the sight of them naked. Her emotions twisted in her stomach, and shyly, she began to separate her arms little by little—so slowly that her friends grew more and more impatient until, finally, she lowered them.
Rynelle's body was much slimmer and smaller than Hanami's and Irene's, but even so, her defined abdomen was the best of the three, and her breasts were large for her body type, though not quite as big as Irene's.
She held her own elbow and looked away, her cheeks burning. The atmosphere became very tense for her, but Irene decided to break the ice by saying,
"Your breasts are so beautiful!"
"W-what?!"
"They're really pretty! I want to squeeze them nonstop!" Hanami exclaimed.
Rynelle covered herself shyly, but her friends approached her, laughing, and played with her body. Even though the elf was very nervous and shy, as the minutes passed, she began to laugh too.
Even though they needed to bathe, they started splashing water at one another, screaming from the cold and returning the attack.
At one point, Rynelle took out the soap and, raising her arm, began cleaning her armpits. Then she moved down her side, her abdomen, and her breasts. She made sure to clean every part that smelled bad.
The three bathed thoroughly, staying close together to remain lit by the yellow lamp light. While Irene kept her arms raised to wash her hair with a special soap, Hanami moved closer and squeezed her breasts.
"Aah~!"
Covering herself with her arms, Irene reacted too late; Hanami laughed and kept squeezing them as she said,
"You've got some really big tits, sweetheart. Such a shame there's no one around to squeeze them."
"L-let me bathe," Irene said, frowning.
'Don't stop… do it harder…,' she thought.
Hanami moved closer, looking at her with a flirtatious smile. Irene broke her posture slightly, holding her gaze. The tension of the moment made her think,
'D-don't do something crazy here, Hanami. Not in front of Rynelle… I'm not ready to tell her yet.'
Hanami crouched down, opened her mouth, showing her fangs and tongue, and without breaking eye contact with Irene, positioned herself in front of her nipples.
Irene felt arousal, but immediately pulled her body away and turned to continue bathing.
'Sorry, but I respect Rynelle too much, and we're not doing something like that in front of her. Not until I tell her. Until then, it'll only be in private.'
Hanami straightened up and contemplated her back with a coquettish look that still conveyed rejection. She couldn't deny the slight flare of irritation that formed inside her; however, she wouldn't make a scene over it.
Shifting her attention away from Irene, she observed Rynelle sitting on a rock, delicately running a razor over her vagina. Hanami approached her and spoke,
"Does it grow back fast?"
"Not really. I'm lucky to be mostly hairless, so the growth is very slow. Still, I don't like having anything there."
"Can I see?" she asked, tilting her head and trying to peek at her vagina.
"No," Rynelle replied firmly, closing her legs.
"Hmmm~"
Irene hugged Hanami from behind, squeezing her breasts, and said,
"What are you planning, you lewd witch?"
"Kya~ Yes~ I like it when you squeeze them~"
Irene pulled her hands away and looked at her with a bewildered expression.
"I don't know why I thought I could make you nervous."
Hanami smiled and licked her lips.
"Ha, ha~"
Hanami walked toward the riverbank, saying,
"I'm going to shave too. Irene, you should do the same, okay?"
"Eh?" the kitsune murmured.
Rynelle rinsed the razor a bit and then looked at Hanami's back with a serious expression.
"She's very open about these things."
"Yeah… too open. She's very confident."
Rynelle stared intently at Irene. That confused the kitsune and immediately made her nervous.
"W-what is it? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Um. Irene, can I ask you a very direct and personal question?"
"E-eh? U-um, y-yes… yes, yes, you can."
Irene began combing her pink hair, looking at her from slightly below. Rynelle softly exhaled and, with a calm expression, asked,
"Are you in love with Hanami?"