...then get trapped into a spider´s web.

“Thanks… Ack, this is so gross!” Taggie looked at herself while on the ground. Her whole upper body glistened, as it was covered in whatever that sticky sap was.

“Don’t worry students, the plant is ok. It will now enter a hibernation state where it digest all the sweat it managed to lick… Curiously enough, this plant is also called the Stripping Flower because it tends to suck the clothes out of its victims into a hidden pouch to digest their sweat later… Not that she could get such a snack from our two naked friends here.”

The class nodded at the bit of useless trivia. They kept feverishly taking notes and finishing their sketches of their naked classmates.

“Err, why don’t we go find another pond to take a bath?” Delphi suggested, getting up on shaky knees and stepping away from the group.

“Good Idea, the faster, the better.” Taggie grabbed Delphi’s hand and turned around to flee from the class. She tried to break into a sprint but instead found herself immobilized not two steps later.

What was going on? Delphi could scarcely move a muscle, it was like she ran into some sort of invisible and sticky web. She and Taggie were stuck in front of the class. Arms outstretched, legs spread apart, her classmates sketching her cresting butt cheeks as if she was a wild beast… not a pleasant place to be, all in all. Wait, a web? Oh no…

“Will the wonders never cease? Now we have an encounter with the Giant Arboreal Spider’s characteristic trap. Watch closely, the spider will now pull her web up so she can inspect her latest prey!”

“Wait, what?! AAAAAH!” The web was pulled upward, dragging the two paralyzed elves along with it. A spider descended from the foliage, his fuzzy legs skittering across the tree, his eight eyes examining the two trembling elves with childlike curiosity. Then, as quickly as he appeared, the spider disappeared into the top of the tree once more.

“Of course, despite their name, Giant Spiders don’t eat anything bigger than a rat. Our naked classmates were safe from harm from the start. The question is, why did the spider leave them up there if he is not interested in a meal?” The class offered no answers, and neither did the professor.

“Hey,” one of the elves snickered. “Seems like Taggie and Delphi are the bottoms of both the social and food pyramid.” His friend chuckled at the remark.

“Bite me!” Taggie yelled, having heard the remark.

“Why would I? Not even the spider wants a piece of that ass.” The laughter got infuriatingly loud.

“Hehehe,” Delphi snickered.

“Come on Delphi, not you too.”

“Ah, no, it’s just… hehe. Something’s tickling me.”

“Hehe, yeah, me too? What is that? Ah!” A swarm of butterflies flew in from the forest. They nested in the bodies of the two elves, their long, prickly tongues running across their skin and tickling them. A good chunk of the flying bugs couldn’t reach the trapped duo, as they got stuck on the web on the way.

“Ah, clever. The spider is using our two friend’s sweet sap-covered skin as bait to gather his favorite meal, the Long-tongued Monarchs.”

“H-hehehey, get us down from here!” Taggie yelled. Just like Delphi, she was having laughing fits. Her body practically shaking, her modest chest jiggling like jelly. Butterflies’tongues were running across her sides, her legs, her feet, a few perverse bugs were even near her breasts and crotch. Annoyingly, the swarm wasn’t dense enough to actually cover anything up.

“Don’t worry, when the spider goes to sleep it swallows back her web to conserve nutrients. You should fall down when that happens. Be thankful that you weren’t captured by a Paralyzing Whipping Widow instead, now that would have been painful!”

“Hahaha, so we are going to stay here all day?! You got to be kidding…”

“So, hehe, still like camping?” Delphi asked, as deadpan as she could be between laughing fits.

“Fine… Hehehe. We’ll go to the faculty when we, hehe, manage to get down from here.”