Brekka looked pretty awkward, blushing. “Well, uh, the thing is, I don’t have anything that will turn me into an animal or make me look like someone else. Which means, I guess, I have no choice but to let you all look at me naked.”
She then shrugged as she uncrossed her arms. “Well, better to get it over with now than linger.”
She then began to strip before the assembled group, throwing each woolen garment she removed to the side.
Now naked, they could see not only her hairy bush and armpits, but also a scar on her meaty thigh . Despite having a plump tummy, it was also pretty clear she had a mixture of fat and muscles, similar to some wrestlers.
“There,” Brekka said gruffly as she crossed her arms again. “I hope that you like what you see, because you’ll have to a lot more on our trip south.”