Minelda sneaks around

You follow Minelda as she sneaks through the crowded library, careful not to be seen as she tries to make her way towards an exit. Her full bottom twitches enticingly in her white panties as she scuttles between the bookshelves.

"Oh, goddess," she mutters to herself, crouching behind a shelf as two librarians pass by on the other side, absorbed in an incomprehensible conversation about magical theory. "However did I get myself into this mess?"

You nod with approval. Minelda is obviously one of those smart, shy nerdy girls whose worst nightmare is making a public spectacle of herself. That's one of your favourite types of girl. She's breathing hard, her breasts heaving in her white blouse, an adorably worried expression on her face as she listens to the librarians talk.

It's time for a little more meddling, just to keep her on her toes. You reach out and snap the strap of her bra.

Minelda bites down a gasp, and snatches at the air behind her. She doesn't catch you, of course. You watch her fumble at nothing, trying to work out who could have just grabbed hold of her underwear. Is she imagining things? Or is there something following her? Something... unseen?

"The book," she whispers. "I was just doing research. It couldn't be. Not... the legendary God of Pranks?"

She folds her hands across her panties and glances around the empty aisle, looking even more nervous. It seems like there's room to mess with her a little more.