The girls get back to their school

The forest elves are quite the amusing sight: Six beautiful, bare butts, huddled up around a heavy stone gate in the mountain face, alternating between squirming in the cold morning air and rapping franticly on the door. Their pleas to be allowed back inside are being heard by Celeste, the gate guardian, but she has seen fit to let them sweat it out for a few minutes. At least until the passing group of lucky hunters gets a few more pictures of them.

"Come on, Celeste!" shouts Katryna. "Let us in, before they see..."

She took her hand off of her vagina for just a second to hammer on the door with both fists, and one bold lad swoops in to spin her around so his mate can capture a stunning full-frontal shot of her cute little hazelnut body. Her face goes mahogany and she clamps both hands back over her crotch while the guys high-five.

"Celeste, we are naked out here!" shouts Minda. "Have you not noticed? Because these guys sure have noticed!"

"I know," says Celeste, through the door. "Apologize to them."

"They're taking pictures of us!"

"I don't care. Bow down and beg their forgiveness for your unseemly appearance. I'm sure it's disrupted their day most unforgivably."

"Celeste, stop screwing around!"

"You're not coming back in until you beg them for forgiveness on your hands and knees. All of you."

After a few more minutes of balking and photo-taking, the girls have to accept that Celeste is being serious. Slowly, as one, they turn around, lower themselves down to their knees, and bow down with their faces to the stone.

"Please forgive us..."

A dozen flashes go off to capture their beauty from all angles.

"...for our unseemly appearance, and for disrupting your day."

"You can do better than that," says Celeste. "C'mon, fellas: If you've ever wanted to have a naked forest elf contritely kiss your foot, now's the time."

It takes a few more minutes of proper begging, after which the guys each grab a few selfies of themselves swatting the asses of the girls, and forgiveness is formally granted. The door creaks open, and six shivering forest elves scramble to escape into the sanctuary within.

"It's always the forest elves," says Celeste, shaking her head. She's a substantial sun elf, with a well-sculpted body, long, golden hair, and breasts the size of small melons. "Do you know how much trouble you're in, sneaking out at night, losing your clothes in front of men?"

"Maybe we've been punished enough already?" suggests Cherry, rubbing her ass. The guys had a particular liking for hers, it would seem.

"I'll decide when you've been punished enough," says Celeste. "For the rest of the week, you'll be wearing nothing but small signs that read, 'I snuck out'."

Celeste doesn't know it yet, but she let in more than the truant girls when she opened the door. You and Daisy stand invisible among them, taking in the loveliness of the bare elves, and experiencing what no man and no human has ever seen before: The inside of the Golden Flowers Academy.