The headmistresses are watching

While you enjoy yourself ripping the vines off of the rest of the screaming jungle elf girls, three elves are observing you from a secret place that overlooks the courtyard.

These are the headmistresses of the institution, and a true rarity of the elf world. Characteristic of translucent bodies that look like they were crafted from polished diamond, these women are known as arcane elves.

At the head of the pack is Emrelle, a green-haired arcane elf in a floor-length white gown. This is the traditional garb of the arcane elves. It is designed to thoroughly protect the modesty of an arcane elf, a form of modesty considered sacred among elf-kind, while simultaneously showing the beauty of the elf's curves.

To Emrelle's right is Sapphine, an arcane elf with short, blue hair and a tunic-and-trouser combination that, while untraditional for arcane elf women, captures the same spirit of beauty and modesty as the garb of her superior.

To the left is Rubia, a slender young red-head in a short skirt and tube-top combination. Traditionally-minded arcane elves find such attire scandalous. What would happen if someone were to see what's inside these scant garments? The humiliation of a precious arcane elf is a humiliation to all elf women, after all, but Rubia's maverick ways speak to the supreme confidence of her generation.

All three elves watch as you pluck the bikini from a river elf, allowing her copious blue breasts to jiggle free.

"Why are they doing that?" says Rubia.

You take the furious river elf over your knee and stamp her ass, then spin around to catch a moon elf as Daisy tosses her to you. Her dress is torn from her body like it's nothing.

"It seems like an odd choice," says Sapphine. "There are human boys present to bear witness to their nudity in a most humiliating way. Obviously, we are all in agreement that it is shameful for our elven secrets to be bared to human boys. Why would they wish to have their clothes removed?"

The moon elf tries to run, and loses her bra and panties before she can get two steps. She looks down in horror at her own purple-nipped double-d's as they jiggle to a stop. Flashes go off all around her.

"I think," says Emrelle, "that they are not in fact choosing to have their clothes removed."

"Well, if this is some kind of mistake, it's a serious one that should be rectified before further humiliation is visited upon these girls," says Sapphine.

"I think that it's not a mistake either," says Emrelle. "My theory is that the human there is stripping them contrary to their own wishes. Behold..."

There's a pause as the arcane elves watch you take the moon elf girl around the waist under your arm. She screams and shouts obscenities at you. You get a handful of her purple butt and give it a good shaking, then stamp her.

"See the umbrage that the girl shows, having been stripped," says Emrelle. "She does not wish to be naked, but he strips her anyway."

"That doesn't make sense," says Rubia. "Were I in their position, I would simply have the human stop trying to take my clothes off."

"I believe they aspire to do exactly that," says Emrelle. "Watch now how the gold elf struggles to retain her silken undergarment."

"Her struggle is futile," observes Sapphine.

"She screams," says Rubia.

The show continues below them. One by one, the three arcane elves start to clutch unconsciously at their own clothing.

"Grand Headmistress," says Sapphine, "an unusual sensation occurs to me. I think that I am afraid for my own modesty."

"Is it possible that the human might make us naked, regardless of our wishes to remain clothed?" says Rubia.

Just then, a rubenesque sun elf runs into their midst. She falls to her knees before them, her delightful belly and her spectacular breasts rising and falling with every labored breath. She came to them at a sprint, apparently having been freshly stripped by you.

"Mistresses..." she says.

The arcane elves regard her. She cringes just a little bit at their attention. With their bright, colorful eyes and emotionless faces, she always found these women a little creepy. She rubs the fresh stamp on her ample ass, and continues.

"...I bring news about the intruder. He seeks access to the Feminine Realm, and our best figuring says that he has a very strong potential to gain it. And if he does..."

Emrelle takes a printout that the sun elf presents her. She looks it over, her green eyebrows going up.

"I've never seen power at this level," she says. "If he achieves access to the Feminine Realm, our supremacy may come to an end."