Delphi tries to collect signatures

“Now where is she… there!” Taggie lifted her gaze from her shirt and saw Delphi. Her blue girlfriend was standing on the shore of a pond, naked as the day she was born. Was she about to take a bath?

Well, she would soon get her answers. Taggie crouched down to sneak behind Delphi, intending to surprise her. Her eyes were glued to the teal ass in front of her. She didn’t notice the root on the ground until her feet tripped into it.

“Ack cold water!” And just like that, Taggie tripped into the mud next to Delphi.

“Are you ok?”

“Yes… just tripped… argf, I miss my shoes.” With Delphi’s help, Taggie stood back up. “Speaking of, how’s the signature collection going? And where is your shirt?”

“Errr, I’m working on it! The good news is that I’ve found four people willing to sign our letters! The bad news is that… it didn’t come free…”

“Hey! Delphi! Stop moving, we are trying to paint you here!” yelled an elf sitting at the edge of the pond. It was Margery and her painting club.

Taggie lifted an eyebrow while Delphi returned to her original pose. “To err, get Margery’s signature I agreed to be the naked model of the art club for the rest of the summer. The best p-paintings will be h-hung in the art gallery.” Delphi shuddered at her thought.

“Welp, I always thought you were pretty as a piece of art. Who else agreed to sign?”

Delphi swallowed, as if she was about to deliver bad news. “Jasmine agreed to help if I become her lab assistant. Something about helping her try a growth and shrinking potion, riding her new washing machine to see if it works, feeding her pet slime. Also, I agreed to be the anatomy model for some of her lessons.”

“Huh, sounds sexy. Maybe I will start going to her classes,” Taggie said impishly, rubbing Delphi’s arm.

“R-right. Then I also spoke to that human delivery girl, Kim, I think? She says she would agree to write a letter If I cover some of her shifts on the Realm of the Kraken King, the domain of the Queen of the Snow Fairies, and the swamp of Mud-wrestling nymphs.”

“Huh, at least you’ll have a delivery uniform for that. No reason to be naked for the job.”

“Actually, she said that I won’t. Lastly, Viela agreed to sign…”

“Viela, really? After your prank?”

“Y-yes, she said she was going to go on a tour of the realms to promote our college and needed a personal assistant… A naked personal assistant, as she insisted that the Idiot shirt was not appropriate diplomatic clothing.”

“But being naked is?”

“Apparently. She says that no one would dare to insult all elven kind by calling our "elegant" bodies offensive or obscene. I’ll have to carry her stuff, give her massages, stand next to her in presentations, walk with her across pretty much every magical institute in the realms, and I think she even scheduled a dance recital of the "classical elf dances".”

Taggie pictured Delphi trying to dance. She would be graceful, elegant, sexy… but still somewhat clumsy. She would probably trip and flash her teal womahood quite a few times in front of the distinguished academia. “Well, look at it this way. That’s one hell of a way to do networking.”

“Hmmm,” Delphi growled, not too happy with her near future.

“Welp, good luck with all of that. Maybe I’ll see if I can lend you a hand with some of the stuff, even if it’s just by accompanying you.”

“Really?”

“Maybe! But for now, I’ve got to go to class.” Taggie faced Delphi. “Oh, but before I go, you have something in your teeth. Better take that out before it’s immortalized in a painting.”

“Oh?”

“Here, let me get it for you.” Taggie leaned forward and planted her glossy lips upon Delphi’s. “There, it’s gone. See you later.” Delphi stared at her girlfriend walk away, a dumb smile stuck on her face.

Sure, she had a few rough weeks ahead of her, but it was all worth it.