Eruraviel
Eruraviel's ears were twisted, facing automatically towards the source of the only noise-the two talking. The elf brought her hand to her mouth and chuckled. "I'm an elf, not a fairy. You'll need to talk quieter than that for me not to be able to hear you, for future reference."
She suddenly disappeared with a puff of pink smoke, reappearing between the two floating in the air. She grabbed their shoulders and gently squeezed them. She turned to look at the cute green-haired witch and smiled. "I don't get offended by slights the same way a fairy would either, so everything's still cool! I'll be sure to send you guys back as soon as you want to leave!"
After that, she teleported back to her original spot, minus her clothes and facing the other direction. Her long golden hair shone with the magic of this place, glistening with power. It triled down to just above her butt, which was covered by some form of form-fitting black boxer shorts which clung to the contors of her ass and kept it from jiggling too much as she walked. Her thighs were pale, too thick to wrap ones hands around. Not just from fat, but there were also strong, dense muscles hidden inside of her which betrayed her full physical prowess. Her feet had a soft, flawless sheen to her soles which they could catch a glimpse of as a result of her standing upon her toes. She leaned over and cupped a handful of the water, transmuting it into an aqua-blue bikini top which she proceeded to cover her chest with. Then, finally, she turned around and waved at them. "Come on! Do you two want to just gawk at me, or have a good time swimming in my secret alcove?"
As a result of her finally turning around, they could also see just how much she was packing downstairs, held tight against her body by her underwear. Even flaccid, it dwarfed the size of any human male, and her balls were about the size of their clenched fists. "Or do you want to eat first?!" Eruraviel cocked her head, and flicked her ears with curiosity.