She’s unimpressed

From what you could see of her face, Alena sneered at the sight of your mostly naked body. She looked more disgusted than she did embarrassed. “To think my curse of retribution would occur so quickly. It seems that the darkness in this stronghold has strengthened my magical prowess! I can feel my mana increasing just from standing before your pitiful mortal undergarments!”

When your boxer briefs were mentioned, you shoved both hands in front of your crotch to hide your dick print from Alena. She may be odd but she was still a girl underneath all that clothing! “D-don’t look!”

“As if a spell caster of my caliber would gaze upon such a pitiful spectac-“ As the girl continued her speech, the sound of bat hitting ball echoed and a loud cheer echoed in the stands above you. Alena ran back to the spot she was in before and looked between the bleachers. She sighed in relief and spoke in the most normal way you’ve heard from her before. “Just go! I’m going to miss it.”

Looks like you were right about that whole Chris guess. Somehow your friend managed to be popular even among the outcasts at school. Impressive.

Alena remained bent over watching the game from her secret front row seat. You did beg her to not look, but it is a gut punch as a man to have a girl in front of you not caring that you’re in your boxers and ignoring you entirely. You’d love to leave the girl to her stalking but you can’t just go back out there even more naked than you were before!

“Um…Alena? Can I borrow some clothes? You look like you have more than you need with the weather and-“

“Phallus bearer!”

“Stop calling me that.” You’d rather a girl not talk about your penis while it’s cupped in your hands.

“Be gone! Your curse has already begun its course! Consider yourself lucky your undergarments have not been lit aflame from enraging a spell caster of my caliber! Invade my domain any longer and I will be **** to curse future generations of your mortal family line!”

At this point, you’d rather not find out if Alena’s curses go 2 for 2. She didn’t even look at you as she talked which gave you an idea. Sweeten the deal with what her attention is really on. “You know, I have a secret video of Chris during one of her practices! I can send it to you if you help me.”

Alena froze again. “A-an all powerful spell caster like I does not need-“

“It was last week. Her teammates pantsed her right as the pitcher pitched the ball! It’s hilarious, she tripped and fell trying to get them back up. She ended up scraping her knee and bleeding a little but she was fine and-“ You realized you were babbling random details and stopped yourself. “You get the point. Just help me out and you’ll get it tomorrow.”

Alena was completely still, unmoving. Then she began to shake and whispered, “The crimson-fuel of life…” She turned and stood up straighter than you’d ever seen her. She was in as good of a mood as you could hope for. “I have decided to show mercy on this pitiful whelp begging before me! I will use my newfound enhanced abilities to spare you from your predetermined demise!”

“Great. I’ll just take your coat and be on my way.”

“Impossible!”

You groaned in annoyance. “What do you mean?”

“A spell caster's clothing is tied to their magical prowess. Without it, my powers are weakened considerably. No, I must be at full strength to aid a lowly mortal such as yourself. In fact, I have a strategy in mind using my incredible intelligence attributes!”