no more armor!

Helartha turned to run, but almost instantly stubbed her toe on a root sticking out of the crowd. She moaned, hopping and clutching her foot. Damn this curse! In half a second the orcs were on her. The first grasped her by the strap of her chest plate and hoisted her up off the ground.

"Ahh!" Helartha squealed wildly, voice full of fear. "Let me go!" She flailed about wildly, trying to get free. She kicked her bare and firm legs wildly, pale flesh swinging, and the orcs began laughing once again.

Then, once again the curse against the Elves took effect. Helartha did get free, but not how she'd ever wish to be. Her flailing caused her to slip out of her chest plate, sliding to the ground. She landed on her pantie clad buttocks with a hard thump, dazed for a moment. All she wore was her green shirt, purple silken panties, and nothing else. She sat helpless and unarmored on the ground before two massive orcs...