An elf and magical theory

You walk to class with a certain level of excitement. Outside the Dorms you find Anastasia, Vatarie and Asune talking. From the blush on Vatarie and Anastasia's face you have a feeling they are either discussing last night or remembering it.

"Christopher." Anastasia say with a warm smile. "How are you feeling?"

At her question Vatarie looks you over and grins, her eyes taking a predatory glint for a moment before hesitating, no doubt she is trying to figure out if you are back to normal strength or if she can still manhandle you a little.

"Good morning your Highness." You say with a bow. "Not quite to full strength but recovering." You smile at Vatarie as you say it and her predatory glint returns, maybe you shouldn't be encouraging her.

"What did you too to exhaust yourself like that?" Asune asked studying you.

"Trying to figure out if I could exhaust myself." You say sheepishly rubbing the back of your head. It was an excuse you had been thinking about. While it might not sound smart, it sounded believable, at least you think it did.

Asune's eyes linger for a moment before she says, "That would be better tested in a combat situation. I would be happy to help." She looked somewhat eager, reminiscent of her expression when you hurt her in your weekend duel.

"I don't think that will be necessary." Anastasia said taking your arm and walking towards class. As you walked past you saw Vatarie glare at Asune. If it was because she was trying to get more time with you or because of the implied manhandling she wouldn't be part of you didn't know.

You collectively make it class and see the Elf in yet another new form. This one was a middle aged woman with a chest larger than Auria's and about as tall as Vatarie and had a properly hourglass figure to match the chest. She had a smouldering expression on her face and there is a reason you saw that last. She'd always been naked but now it was some how more pronounced. Her brown bark skin look less rough, still of bark but a smoother variety but more predominantly she had a leaf on each breast covering what would be a nipple and a group of leaves forming a bikini at her crotch.

It was a fascinating sight you found hard to look away from. Putting your book on the desk and sitting down you saw that Anastasia was having the same problem.

"Good morning." She said licking her lips with a light brown tongue. "Last week we discussed the basis of magic on self-consciousness and nonself-consciousness. Today I will talk about another theory. The living magic theory." You started writing in your book as she spoke. You didn't know what the living magic theory was and the thought of new knowledge was exciting. "Does anyone know the theory? Yes Master Edin."

"The theory suggests that we do not control magic, magic controls us through our us of it." Edin said.

"In part yes. Can any magic be used to see the future?" She began pacing back and forth, her body bouncing with each step in a way it had never done before. "Yes Master Edin."

"In rare cases it has been able to create prophesies."

"Correct. Now if we are control magic how could magic show us the future?" She stops and spins, as she does the leaf on her left breast falls and floats to the ground, exposing nipple shaped wood. "Anyone?"

Her apparent wardrobe malfunction had left the class speechless and as she looked around the room your heard shuffling as people tried to avoid looking at her sudden exposure.

"If magic could control us why would all the prophesies be so vague as to be meaningless?" Asune asked, clearly the only one not in some why affect but the nakedness.

"Ah and that is the trick," the Elf was on the other side of the room and so spun to smile at Asune, the spin dislodge a single leaf of her bikini. "the theory posits that magic controls us, it does not posit that we control magic." She walks over to Asune and asks, "What makes you aware?"

"My self-consciousness." She answers smoothly.

"According too?"

Asune hesitates for a moment, "Reality." There was a small giggle from the class at the bluntness.

"Correct, however only our understanding of it. If magic controls us how could we know? How could we prove out self-consciousness exists? How could we prove that we are not animated by, directed by, invented by magic? Are our minds our own or is magic so much more than we can comprehend that it is everything including us?"

"How can we prove we aren't the dream of a dead god?" You say it aloud without really thinking. You can't remember where you heard it in your old world but it is the same theory.

"Master Christopher?" The Elf asks walking over to you. You look up to see her chest bouncing with each step. "Is that your thought?"

"Yes." You answer looking up at her. Unlike everyone here you have one thing that can disprove the theory, you existed without magic, shame you can't mention that. "If magic controlled all that we are then we wouldn't be responsible for our own actions. Punishment for crimes would be meaningless, how could you punish someone for an act they had no control over. The same is true for rewarding good. If magic controls us nothing means anything because something will happen to us not by us."

The Elf smiles broadly at you. "And yet magic could simply be making you believe all this." She spins and a few more leaves fall from her lower half. If this is a reward for class engagement it's an interesting reward for a teacher. "So if there is no way to prove it what should we do?"

"Make our own choices, even if they aren't ours." Anastasia said. The Elf walks over to her desk and rest her ass on it's ledge crossing her arms under her chest, pushing them up and making the leaf on her right breast fall exposing another nipple.

"Spoken as true Royalty your Highness." A proud smile is on her face as she said it. "Your grandmother said if nothing matters we should have an orgy every day of our lives."

A lot of shocked nervous chuckles came from everyone but they ended as eyes turned to Anastasia. "Sounds like her." Anastasia said with a wistful sigh. At remembering her grandmother or the thought of every day orgy you would leave to imagination.

The Elf hops off her desk, the bounce causing the leaf bikini to fall to the ground. You aren't sure what you expected but the slight of a wooden slit with an amber liquid glittering lightly between her thighs wasn't it. "Let's discuss the origins of the theory."

She launched into a speech about just that but didn't interact with students beyond answering the occasional question. You paid close attention to everything said and made careful notes. At the end of the lesson the amber liquid between her legs had started to run down her thighs. That was the reason you were being careful to not be distracted.

"Anise please speak with me." The Elf said as everyone started filling out. A mousey girl sat back down looking around as everyone passed her. The Elf had a different person stay behind at the end of each lesson, you wondered why.

You couldn't investigate however as Anastasia was carrying you away towards her estate with Vatarie, Asune and Edin in tow. Apparently she wanted to talk to the four of you about something and didn't want to say what it was right now. You did your best to not think dirty thoughts but after staring at weirdly wooden naughty bits you couldn't think of much else.