Evening the Odds

Now that Fiora both looked and felt naked, she could feel every breeze on her bare skin, and the slight chill was stiffening her nipples. Still, she had reached the point where her situation couldn't get any worse, so she had the home field advantage.

"One spell, huh?" Sadarth would regret that. Valoi had always called her a walking disaster, and Sadarth was going to prove that. In a hopefully nonlethal way. "Hold Person!" That would immobilize her opponent without killing her, giving Fiora the chance to do whatever she wanted, like slap her stupid face into submission. She hesitated, hopeful, after the spell was cast. "Did it work?"

Sadarth smiled and waved. "I'm afraid not. Honestly I'm rather disappointed that nothing disastrous–" The dark elf slapped herself in the face. "What the–" She slapped herself again. "How are you–you took possession of my clothes, didn't you!" She strained against her silken black robes, but to no avail. "Dispel!" It didn't work, and her clothes continued to move on their own. "Curse you! You boosted their magic resistance, too! How did you even … no matter. You'll pay for this."

She grabbed the neckline of her bodice and ripped it open, exposing her smooth obsidian breasts and dark grey nipples. Scowling, she continued, ripping her dress all the way to the hem and stepped out of it, wearing nothing but her black silk panties. She was nearly naked, but at least she was free. At least she thought she was, then her panties levitated themselves, hoisting her into the air and giving her a wedgie.

"Ah! Ow! Ow!" She squirmed and kicked her feet as her panties dug deeper and deeper into her butt crack until the fabric finally tore and she fell, completely naked, to the ground. The crowd cheered, and even Fiora felt a little better now that she wasn't the only naked woman in the town square. But Sadarth, now, was free, and she was livid. "You think this is funny? We'll see how funny you think this is when I unleash the full might of–ah!"

Her clothes, while ripped, weren't done yet, and they attacked her from behind. Her dress wrapped around her arms and held them above her head while her panties grabbed one of her ankles, pulling it to the side and spreading her pussy to the crowd, which was as hairless as a child's, but more than a little moist. The crowd cheered harder as she tried to pull herself free, and in the end she used magic.

"Disintegrate!" Her clothes turned to dust, leaving her as naked as Fiora and free.

Neither of the mage's had any clothes left to lose, and they ended their duel with one more spell.