Aftermath of their Pranking Spree

The Armoire of Secrets, a forbidden bunker that houses all manner of magical artifacts deemed too dangerous for the elves living in the E.E.C.K. Its entrance is hidden in the mire and guarded by the dreadful Mud Wrestling Octopus, who has stood vigil for centuries. Today was no exception.

“Aaaaaaaah! Oof!” Cried out Delphi, getting suplexed into the mud by four mighty tentacles. She was a meek elf with teal-colored skin, aquamarine eyes, and feathered dark hair. A purple blush was smeared on her cheeks, her slim ass high on the air. Delphi was currently naked and covered head to toe in mud.

“Oof, this was a bad idea! Watch out!” Cried out Taggie, a lithe and athletic elf, her chestnut hair smoothly cut around her shoulders and her skin the color of mocha… although it was hard to tell considering she was also covered in muck.

Like Delphi, she was going au natural, a fact that the blue elf found hard to ignore. Especially considering that her friend’s beautifully firm behind was currently flying at full speed towards her face. “Eeep!” Taggie hit Delphi head-on, and the two elves rolled over in the swamp before ending on top of the other. The Kraken's four eyes looked quite smug at the precision of his toss.

“Urgh,” Taggie propped herself up from her friend. In front of them, the Octopus tentacles were fast approaching, no doubt ready to put them into another embarrassing hold. Behind them, the peanut gallery of amused elves chuckled at their misfortune. This confrontation was something you don’t see every day on campus.

Right, Taggie had an audience. So, they were the ones laughing when the octopus put her on a face lock, with her firm breasts aimed at the sun. And when the creature pressed her and Delphi crotch-to-face and squeezed as hard as its tentacles could. Taggie’s blush burned so hotly she half expected it to turn the mud on her face into ceramic.

“O-ok, this was a disaster, retreat!” Struggling to stand in the ankle-deep mud, Taggie grabbed Delphi’s hand and pulled her up. They ran away together, tripping on the swamp a few times to the delight of their spectators.

The two elves went into the deep foliage, going behind some tress to cover up. Taggie leaned against the bark of a tree to catch her breath while Delphi sat on a branch to rest up.

“Well, we couldn’t steal some Blasting Caps to bust open our door, but at least the mycology class got a laugh out of us?” Taggie said half sarcastically. Grimacing, she tried to kick some of the mud out of her long legs.

“I think it’s time we faced the music…” Delphi replied, trying to avoid eye contact with her friend. “Let’s just go to the faculty and ask for more clothes and the key to our room.”

“What? No! You know how bureaucratic the faculty is! Not only do we have to somehow get four letters of recommendation, and write an essay about why we deserve to ask for more stuff, but we have to queue all day! Naked! In front of everyone! Do you want that?”

“Because being tossed around in the nude by a giant octopus is less humiliating?! Look Taggie, I just want to go back to my room! And to have some clothes! I’m tired of people giggling behind my back and trying to wear paper towels that don’t even last fifteen minutes!”

“H-hey, come on. It’s not so bad! We can sleep under the stars, we don’t have to do laundry, and we can talk around the campfire! Camping is fun, right?”

“I hate camping. I get cold, and there are bugs everywhere.”

“Don’t be so grumpy.” Taggie sighed. This was like the third time they had this conversation. She had to be careful to defuse the talk before it escalated into a full-blown argument… “You are just uncomfortable because you are covered in mud. I get it, I think this is disgusting too. Trust me, once we get clean again, this won’t seem like such a big deal. So, why don’t we take a bath on the pond over there?”