Nerve racking

Her heart was pounding as she entered the village gate entrance. Easy step caused more self doubt to pool into her mind, but she regrettably pushed forward, knowing damn well she’ll never leave the village if she stayed undressed like this.

Walking in the nude felt odd, as she could feel her chest and ass bounce with each stride. This freedom of movement was distractingly noticeable, and only further reminded her of her naked body.

It didn’t take long for people to begin starring at Willow, most looking shocked, while others intrigued.

“Holy Gloria, everyone’s starring!” Willow thought to herself. She could feel goosebumps traveling up and down her bare skin as more and more of the village folk flooded to the street to witness her. All of the eyes starring at Willow buried into her soul, causing her cheeks to blush as red as a freshly blossomed rose. She began to walk faster, clutching the poorly made towel against her body for dear life.

“What is she doing?”

“Is she Okay?”

“What if this is some kind of prank?”

“The Nymph’s Daughter looks amazing!”

Willow tried her best to ignore the comments made toward her, just moving forward like nothing was out of the ordinary. But the comments made her stomach heat up faster than the surface of the sun! Something about their stares and words gave Willow this burning sensation deep within her core.

“Please don’t look at my butt!” She whispered to herself, knowing but praying people don’t watch her exposed rear as she walked by. She wish she could’ve made a bigger towel, but this was all she could muster without passing out.

When her eyes weren’t glued to the ground, she would look up at the faces of the village folk, most of whom she knew! Their mouths were agape, and their eyes were either covered or starring unabashedly at her nude body. She felt exposed, humiliated that she had to do this in front of her peers of many years, with the only silver lining being that she’ll never see them again any time soon. She just hoped that after some time this walk of shame would be forgotten.

Eventually, almost everyone from the eastern side of the village was watching her with skeptical looks and bated breath. Willow wondered if they thought she was being punished, or made to do this. “What if they think I’m some kind of exhibitionist who does this for fun?” She thought. That would be the last thing she’d want. Whatever it was, Willow was terrified with how many people were out to see her like this.

What felt like hours, was thankfully only a minute and a half before Willow found Agatha’s potion stand. She spotted her patiently waiting behind her booth. Willow picked up the pace, embarrassingly moving fast enough for her ass to jiggle harder with each step.

As Willow approached the stand, Agatha looked at her with widen eyes, obviously not expecting a nearly naked Nymph woman to come by. She was silent at first, her eyes frantically scanning Willow’s bare skin.

“W-Where are my clothes!” Willow exclaimed, frustrated with Agatha’s silent starring.

Agatha shook her head, releasing herself from a stare of surprised fogginess. “Oh, ahh, H-Here they are!” Agatha replied, handing Willow her clothes, neatly folded and cleaned of any dirt.

Willow instantly snatched the clothes out of Agatha’s arms while holding the towel against her chest. She then nervously looked around for a place to change, preferably one without the chance of anyone spying on her. Thankfully, there was an alleyway right next to the potion stand.

Without hesitation, Willow marches down the alleyway, feeling a sense of relief until she saw Agatha trailing behind her.

“I-I’m so sorry about that Green Thumb! What can I ever do to repay you!” Agatha began apologizing profusely, grasping her hands together as she walked behind her. Unfortunately she didn’t have the willpower to not stare at Willow’s bare ass as she begged for Willow’s forgiveness.

“I-I-It’s fine, now stop following me!” Willow replied angrily. But before Agatha could say anything next, a giant tree bursted out of the ground right in front of her, blocking her path further into the alley.

“I swear, tomorrow I’ll have potions that don’t do anything weird!” Agatha said from behind the tree.

Willow was, at least physically, left alone behind the building. So she hurriedly began dressing herself, dropping the vine towel on the ground before slipping on her underwear.

“There won’t be a tomorrow Agatha…” Willow replied as she got dressed. She struggled with the belt to her pants, fidgeting with it as it refused to cooperate.

“No no no, I’m so sorry! Did I make you mad? Damn it you’re mad at me aren’t you?” Agatha pleaded as she knocked on the tree separating her and Willow.

“I’m not mad, it’s just…” Willow began to reply as she slid her shirt on, finally becoming decent.

“I know I know, you’re disappointed and now won’t buy potions from me anymore. I get it, I’m a failure of an alchemist!” Agatha said beginning to cry.

“It’s not because of that! You’re a great alchemist!” Willow said as she buttoned up her shirt and adjusted her boots. Once finished, she lowered the tree between them, seeing Agatha’s saddened look. “I’m not gonna be in the village tomorrow, I’m leaving…” Willow said.

“Y-You’re leaving? Why?” Agatha asked as she wiped away tears.

“It’s hard to explain, but a friend and I are leaving to go out on our own, to explore the world outside of the village for once,” Willow explained.

“Really? You’re never coming back?” Agatha replied in disbelief.

“Well, I could visit, but for now this is the last time I’ll be here in the village. It’s kinda why I wanted to talk to you. Just one last visit at my favorite potion stand for good times is all,” Willow said, tears starting to form in her eyes too.

Agatha looked down at the ground, unsure of how to reply. Willow stepped forward and held Agatha’s hand reassuringly.

“I may not be around, but I’m sure you’ll still find customers, okay?” Willow said with a soft, tearful smile.

Agatha looked back at Willow and hugged her tight, feeling Willow‘s still racing heartbeat from before. “I’m gonna miss you Green Thumb!”

“I’m going to miss you too,” Willow replied.

“Well, I guess I can’t keep you here like this for long then. Here, I threw in a couple health potions on the house in your bag,” Agatha said after letting go of Willow. She then handed Willow her bag of belongings, and looking inside, Willow found several vials of red potions glowing inside the darkness of the bag.

“Oh, and since you already drank it, I threw in the teleporting potion in there too. I know it may have some, adverse side effects, but who knows? Maybe you’ll need it?” Agatha replied.

“Thanks…” Willow replied, mostly grateful for the potions, but not so for the purple stripping potion from before.

“Be safe out there, and good luck on whatever is thrown your way, Green Thumb!”

“You too!” Willow replied.

The two then hugged one last time, enjoying each other’s presence for just a short while, before both of them exited the alleyway, both of them heading into different directions. Willow hoped Agatha could continue her career in the village, but part of her wanted to stay to see it thrive. Unfortunately, she made a promise, and speaking of which, she’s probably uber late to meet up with Joy!