Push Pooky in

Silvia runs up, grabs Pooky by her fat ass, and shoves her into the stream.

The older elf screams as she flies face first into the water with a massive splash, emerging moments later with a confused and scared look on her face.

"I'm the one in charge!" Silvia huffs and stamps her booted foot. "I'm your mistress! You need to respect me... and... an... NOT MAKE FUN OF MEEEEEEE!"

Pooky splashes wildly in the water, pleading for help as Silvia continues her tirade, tears streaming down her face.

"I'M SO SICK OF EVERYONE PICKING ON ME JUS' CUZ I'M SHORT AN... AN WIMPY... AN CUZ I DUNNO MAGIC!"

"MISTRESS!" Pooky pleads as she spits water out of her mouth, her arms wildly splashing.

"I'MMA DROW! I'M TOUGH! AN... I'M YOUR MISTRESS! SO WHAT IF THIS STUFF SCARES ME? YOU DON'T GETTO MAKE FUNNAME!" Silvia screams, red-faced, tears on her cheeks, ruining her stealth make up/camouflage, and a big ol' bit a snot sliding down her cute little nose.

"MISTRESS I CAN'T SWIM!" Pooky screams as the water comes up to her neck.

"Wha...?" Silvia blinks as she catches that last bit from Pooky.

"I THINK I'M DROWNING!" Pooky screams as she flails wildly about in the water.

Silvia screams in panic as both elves become frantic. "Grab my hand! Don't let go!" The smaller elf yells.

Pooky reaches out for it and barely manages to grab it as Silvia uses all her little might to keep her afloat, until she spots something strange...

"Uh... Pooky...?"

"WHAT!? DON'T LET GO! I DON'T WANNA DIEEEEEEEEE!" The terrified older elf wails. "I'M SOWWY ABOUT EVERYTHING! I'LL BE A GOOD SLAVE FROM NOW ON! I PWOMISSSSE!"

"Pooky, have you tried standing up?" Silvia asks sternly, and rather annoyed.

"Uh... no?" Pooky says confusedly.

"Try to," Silvia orders.

Pooky shifts her body. "Oooh! I think I feel the bottom! Okay, here goes!"

The bigger and wider elf stands and immediately blushes. She was only in about 3 feet of water.

Pooky nervously giggles in embarrassment as the water cascades down her naked, curvy body, her wet hair clinging to her shoulders.

She awkwardly walks out of the stream, her hands and feet getting muddy as she climbs out before sitting down on the bank next to Silvia as the sun starts to rise...