"You know," she continues, moving even closer now, "we're all here to celebrate our celibacy...but that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun, right?" Her voice drops to a husky whisper as her gaze drifts downward.

Some of the other women in the group are starting to gather around now, drawn by the exchange like moths to a flame. They watch with interest, their eyes flicking between you and the woman who addressed you before.

"Well," one of them says slyly, "if you're here to have some fun..." She takes another step closer and runs a hand through your hair, looking deep into your eyes. "...We might be able to help you with that." Her lips curving into a seductive smile, she begins to press her body against yours.

The other women in the group watch hungrily, some cheering her on while others lean in closer, waiting for their turn.

The princesses all stare openly at Cliff's toned physique, their eyes lingering on his chiseled abs and broad chest. Some of them bite their lips, while others cross their legs discreetly, trying not to give away how affected they are by the sight of him.

Alice seems particularly flustered, her cheeks flaming red as she tries to meet Cliff's gaze without staring at his exposed skin. Her friends, however, seem more than willing to appreciate the view. The White Rabbit steps forward, her hips swaying enticingly as she approaches Cliff.

"Wow,"

Alice takes a deep breath, clearly conflicted between her desire and her vows. "We could... make an exception for you, if you really want us to," she whispers, glancing nervously around to make sure no one else is watching them.

"Really?" The other women look excited now, their eyes sparkling with anticipation. They gather around Cliff, forming a semi-circle as they wait for his answer.

Cliff looks from one beautiful princess to another, wondering which lucky lady he should choose first.