The Spire.

[DragonMasterX]

Mar emerged, still holding F'Nera in his arms, the wet male enjoying the warm water of the coast, "Woohoo! This feels great! What about you, Nera?" he asked, letting the elder on the water.

Dorothy surfaced and snapped at Mar, "Watch it, you doofus! You're not exactly light to be pulling," but before she could finish, she felt a tingle on the upper side of her chest, the cord of her bra snapping with Kitt's sharp claw, making the top start to slide down and reveal some of Dorothy's large mounds, she shrieked, "EEK!" and blushed tomato-red in embarrasment, quickly throwing an arm around and catching the loose cord, trying to tie it back to the other one while making sure her arms covered her front. "This can't be happening...!"

"Oh, c'mon Dot. We didn't come here all the way for you to do a sea strip-tease," Mar commented, oblivious to what had just happened, "Geez, one would say you'd at least keep some dignity."

The dragon girl sweat-dropped and whined, "SO not fairrr!" she said.