She makes Amanda float around.

She flutters over again and hovers behind Lady Varwood with a bright smile on her face. This time, the boy notices that it isn't a butterfly helping him after all. She gives him a wave, and then raises her hands up in the air. She wiggles her fingers, and a sparkling powder rains down over the noble girl's body without her even knowing. Then, Tela gives the boy a wink and flutters on back to her flower pot.

Amanda turns around quickly and pushes down her skirt. "Wh-What do you keep doing at? Is someone looking?"

"Looking at what?" he asks.

"Nothing I--Huh?" She's cut off by the sensation of her feet no longer touching the ground. The girl starts to lift a few feet up, and after she realizes that it isn't her imagination, she starts to wildly flail in a panic.

She pushes both hands down the front of her skirt and squeezes her thighs together. "What the heck is happening?! Don't look! Look away right this instant!"

"Why?" the boy asks. He's surprisingly good at playing dumb.

Her body drifts a little bit higher. "You aren't to look under my skirt! I'm from an upper class. You aren't allowed to see my undergarments. You hear me? That goes for everyone else too!"

She really is of an upper class. Look at how high she's going. Is that what she means?

A gentleman walking by from behind glances upwards. "Oh wow," he mumbles.

She turns and grows even hotter. With one hand, she pushes the skirt down over her ass. With the other, the front. She does everything in her power to prevent people from looking up and seeing that she's completely commando under there, all while she floats about fifteen feet up. It's like she's being put on display, and there's nothing she can do but flail. Such a thing only seems to bring her slightly in different directions. It just seems to be making it worse.

I better make sure she doesn't hurt herself.

Tela vanishes from sight. Too many people are looking now. She flutters up above Amanda's head, and with all her tiny might, she pushes down on the weightless girl. It causes her to drift slowly back down to the road, and as she does, Tela returns to the pot.

"Y-Yes. I'm coming back down. I said look away, everyone!" Still steamed, the effect ends. She falls the last few feet with a grunt.

The boy is just staring with rosy cheeks.

"What the fuck are you so flushed about?!" she yells.