Explain the situation.

As you speak, Lady Vraelion leans back against a crate of basketballs with her legs crossed--a hand bra still covering her chest. You tell her about Davella and what she said, the fact that this is all a magic-induced dream of some sort, though you decide to omit that you're aware of this world's origins. It's not as much as a secret as it used to be, but you don't really trust this girl at all. You also choose not to mention that you have a close connection to the wild sprite, or she might blame you for everything that's happened to her.

"I see," Malakae says beneath her breath. "So Professor Davella wanted something. That's for certain. She trapped the academy in a dream overnight to get it, but everything went wrong because of a loose wild sprite. One that was most likely freed during that chaotic event I heard happened in Professor Frin's class. And now Davella is trapped as well, though the origins of this alien landscape is unknown to me. It must a the bizarre invention of the professor's mind. There are things here I don't understand at all... Surely it must be nonsense meant to confuse us. But why did the sprite target me?"

I bet it's the same reason she snuck that pebble into her cooch before. She wants to mess with Malakae to get back at her for being a bitch to everyone. Maybe the sprite is trapped in the dream too, and that's all she can think to do now.

"I think she just likes to embarrass you for some reason. That's all we know, so we'll have to run with that," you say.

She growls. "I suppose."

"Well, we're going to have to leave here eventually, whether the sprite is inside or not," Eva says. "Just uh... cover up really tight."

"Are you joking?! I can't go back out there!"

"It's fine. Your hands make a cute top." She giggles.

"You little..."

"So why are you getting all flustered? Surely it's not just because we can both see you. Is your heart beating fast, thinking about going back out there?"

"What are you insinuating?"

"Well, there are some people that enjoy... You know..."

"You th-think I'm like that, do you? How dreadfully uncouth. A woman of my stature would never do such a thing. I'll never forget that you suggested something so insulting."

Eva crosses her arms. "Fine. I'm going to look for the sprite. You do whatever you want." She turns around in a huff and starts to rattle all the boxes around the area.

You look to the struggling dragon. "Hmm. I don't see any clothes around here. How about your socks?"

Malakae furls her brow. "Pardon me?"

"Well, you're not completely naked. Obviously you'd rather not remove your panties, but you don't need those socks or shoes, right? So if you're worried about needing to constantly cover up, maybe you can use those somehow. I don't know. I just don't really know how else to help."

Except offer my own shirt, but after everything she's done and said, I think I'm going to go ahead and not offer that. Maybe she won't think of it either.

She looks down and over herself. "Interesting. Turn away now!" she suddenly demands.

"Fine, fine." You join up with Eva in searching around the room while you wait.

Then you finally hear, "How is this?"

You and Eva both turn to see Malakae standing in her bare feet. Her shoes sit on the ground beside her with a balled up sock inside one. The other sock, however, has been tied around her bust into a knot against her back. It does cover the tips of her breasts that's for certain, but it doesn't really cover more than that. Her chest bounces as she struggles to readjust the sock. An incredible amount of cleavage is teased both above and beneath it. The more you stare, the more red she becomes. Finally, she shouts a, "Hey!"

"Sorry, but you did ask how it was," you say. "And it's uh..."

"I know. It's humiliating. I look poor," she says.

That's your take-away from this, huh?

Malakae shifts her chest up and down as she looks herself over. "I can't believe this," she mutters. "Everyone is still going to see me like this."

"Don't get too excited!" Eva calls out from behind you.

"Oh get bent!" she yells back. "Ugh. So, we need to decide on how to catch the sprite, and we aren't going to make any progress in here."

"Yeah. I think it left," you say. "I admit defeat. Let's peek outside then."

Eva pushes the door open, you follow behind her, and the lovely Lady Vraelion is last.

She steps onto the grass hesitantly. The blades tickle her bare feet as she's exposed to the blinding light of the sun. She gazes around, and tries not to immediately cover up--it has to work as clothes after all. Her breathing is starting to quicken in speed. You can tell from here. Her chest heaves up and down as she starts to get worked up from the humiliation.

Suddenly, two runners come by. They're both young men.

"W-Woah!" one of them stutters. Their eyes lock on the beautiful dragon's nearly-naked body. She may have finally got something to cover her tits, but she's still standing in nothing else but her panties. "We're doing laps since we got in trouble, but I think this is a reward!"

She winces and covers up--one arm over her chest and a hand in front of her groin. "S-Stop looking, peasants! You're to leave this instant!"

You hear a whistle, and the boys continue running, though they seem to be struggling to do so a little bit more than before. Then you look back to her. She steps back, and leans against the cold wood of the storage room's exterior. She's panting heavily--adrenaline pumping--like she just finished running away from a wild animal. It's way more of a reaction than you'd expect.

"So, uh. The sprite," you say.

"Oh! I know," Eva speaks up. "When are all the times we've seen the sprite?"

Malakae looks to the side and pouts. "When it lifted my skirt. And then again when it stripped me on that pole... multiple times."

"So every time we see it, it's to humiliate Malakae, right? It doesn't seem to do anything else."

"What are you getting at?"

"I see what she's saying," you answer. "If we want to catch this thing, we're going to need your help."

She looks to you. A moment of thought passes by. Then, as soon as she realizes what you two are talking about, her eyes widen and her face floods red. "No way! I'm not going to be bait. The very thought is disgusting."

"To be fair, it didn't help us catch it before either," Eva admits.

"True." You tap your chin. "What can you tell us about wild sprites, Malakae?"

"It's Lady--... Hmph. Wild sprites possess the ability to cause an effect that is often referred to as wild magic. Essentially, the building blocks that make up a spell are completely rearranged, and the magic does something completely different. They're exceptionally rare thankfully. Though, it seems to be able to alter reality at-will here, possibly because the entire world around us is one big spell. Just not one big enough to alter as a whole."

"They can just do it forever?"

"No. Nothing is completely infinite. A wild sprite usually can't alter magic much more than this. It certainly has to be at the end of its ropes."

Eva slams her fist into her palm. "Then it's settled. We use you as bait, allow it to burn more of its power away, and then we'll try to get its attention. Then we bring it to Professor Davella, let her use it to end this dream, and--"

"Excuse me? I didn't agree to being your bait. I previously stated my opinion on the matter. And my opinion is of higher regard than yours."

You shrug and turn away. "Fine. You made your decision. If that's the case, we'll leave you here to figure out your own plan. I'm sure you'll be fine. Maybe the dream will last weeks, maybe days. Either way, all you need to do is survive half-naked in a world where a sprite is after you. And without your spells to protect you. It'll just be you, completely naked, running around the school trying to find places to hide. I bet the boys will like that, huh? Girls too of course. Students and teachers alike, getting a nice view of your hot, naked--"

"Stop this instant!" she blurts out. "Hypothetically, if I am to be the bait, I'll be humiliated anyway."

"But not as badly. Just in front of some gym students, and it'll be over much more quickly. Plus, it's all a dream anyway. It isn't real."

"I've got it," Eva says. She steps right up to the dragon, and then lingers there for a long moment. The more time passes, the more red her face becomes. It looks like she's struggling to find the right words. Finally, she takes a deep breath and then speaks again. "You've been nothing but cruel to me, Malakae Vraelion, but I'm going to help you."

Malakae is taken aback. There's surprise in her eyes, but not anger. "What do you mean?"

Facing away, you can't help but be excited about the image of what Eva begins to do. She takes a grip of the bottom of her gym shirt, and you watch it slowly slide up the skin of her petite figure. You eye up her legs all the way to her tight ass hugged by that small pair of gym shorts. Above that, it's her fluffy rabbit tail, and then her bare back halfway up to where her shirt is currently being held. She moves it a little bit higher, starting to expose the bottom of her tits.

"I know how scary it can be," she whispers. "You going out there to be stripped in front of a class of boys and girls. That's too much to ask, even of you. You're a big bully, but I'm going to be the bigger woman here. I'll strip with you."

Huh?!

Eva pulls the top over the rest of the way. You're only seeing it all from behind. Her breasts pop free and she drops the shirt onto the grass. Then, she raises her hands up to cup them just like Malakae was doing before, and she slowly turns a glance to you.

Bigger woman is right! She might be shorter, but Eva still has big, perky honkers. Actually, are they bigger than Malakae's? I think they are still. It's hard to tell. Maybe if they were pushed against each other, side by side...

"See? Now he's staring at both of us," Eva says with a smile.

"Th-That's better?!" Malakae asks.

"All we need to do is bait the sprite. When it exhausts itself enough, Kyle here will deal with it. I trust you can do that. Right?"

If it's the same sprite, maybe I can snap it back into reality just like what happened to Malakae. You nod.