The medusae strip, their heads bowed, the lionnesses hanging at the back of the tent, which is now getting a bit crowded, idly playing with each other.<em>Mmm... hard to say, really. As much as I like the fur, I miss proper humanoids, no?</em>She considers a few moments longer, before an image, somewhat exaggerated, of a red-headed elven woman, with pale skin, and almost absurdly large breasts is sent to him, though, after a few moments, she adjusts the image, making her bust more reasonable, but giving her a better ass.<br/><br/>The two medusa, now nude, nod, and, after a moment's hesitation, the bard goes down, first, her hand wrapping around the base of his shaft, her tongue slowly sliding around the head, while the other moves over, straddling him, offering him her scaly breasts, hands caressing his chest.