Delphi springs her trap

“Now!” Smirking, Delphi crouched down, pulling the web down with her. The hidden lasso in the sapling tightened around Viela’s hands, dragging her arms upward. The pulley worked, and Viela’s hands were stretched towards the sky by the lasso that also bound her wrists together. The headmistress was left standing on her tiptoes.

Viela didn’t even scowl, seemingly unsurprised by the turn of events. “Oho ho ho… little Delphi had a little trap.”

“Y-yes! And you fell right for it!”

“Was this all part of a grand plan? Even showing your ass to all our friends over there?” Viela corked her head towards the group of elves standing in the meadow. Most were indeed staring at the blue ass in front of them.

“It was the only way to trick you. To make you overconfident and think that you had the upper hand all along.”

“I’ll give you a bit of credit, Idiot would never sink so low just to mildly inconvenience me,” Viela replied, still smiling.

“I’ll do more than t-that, just you w-wait!” Delphi approached the captive headmistress with caution, an unsure frown on her face.

“Oh?” Viela raised an eyebrow. What was Delphi’s plan? Following her gaze, Viela could see that there was some sort of bulky thing hidden on the foliage next to her feet, something that had Delphi nervous… probably phase 2 of her prank. A heinous substance that she was going to pour on Viela. Not if she could help it. “We’ll see...”

Viela kicked whatever was in the grass towards Delphi, a hairy thing with many legs …a spider? The thing screeched as it soared the air towards Delphi’s arms. The blue elf caught the animal, giving it a somewhat comforting hug.

“You shouldn’t have done that, but of course, I knew you couldn’t resist. Did you know that this is an infant Paralyzing Whipping Widow? They are unique in the animal kingdom because their skin releases a spore that paralyzes their prey, which they like to keep alive in their nest to devour later.”

Viela scowled. Why was Delphi giving her a zoology lesson? And what was that chittering sound? Oh no… looking down near her feet, Viela noticed a swarm of wings coming out from the hole where the thing had been hiding. “Ah!” The swarm surrounded Viela, the rest of the elves backing away in fear.

“The spider’s favorite snack is curiously enough, the Silk Eating Moth. You can imagine how hungry this swarm is after being kept in the hole for who knows how long.”

“Ahh! Get them off me!” The swarm was relentless, biting and tearing at Viela’s outfit piece by piece. It was hard to tell with all the bugs flying around, but patches of her lavender-colored skin began to appear as her clothes disappeared into the moths' stomachs. It wasn’t long before there was scant nothing left over her.

Viela’s body was lithe and athletic. Her orange-sized breasts were firm, the elf’s dark nipples swiveled as she squirmed under the moths’ ****. She kicked her bare feet, showing flashes of her trimmed pubic hair. It was silver, just like her hair.

With their feast done, the swarm flew away, leaving Viela naked. The purple elf was scowling harder than Delphi ever saw anyone scowl, her glare all but petrifying the blue elf with its sheer hatred. Still, it was hard to take her headmistress too seriously while she was squirming, blushing, and kicking her legs like a child throwing a tantrum.

“What are you all staring at? Stop gawking and get me out of here. And give me something to wear!” Viela commanded the group of astonished elves.

“Sure thing, headmistress. I have just the thing,” Delphi gathered the courage to approach Viela and fastened the jester hat above her white curls with an impish giggle.