Kim gets found

“Headmaster, you will want to see this!” A gnome had heard Kim and was currently standing in front of her. He was short, impish, and had a long nose.

“Eeeep!” Kim instinctually pressed the book against her body. She couldn’t bring herself to toss it aside and reveal what lay beneath. She felt the soft tongue rub her breasts and shivered.

The headmaster and his posse arrived. He looked like the other gnomes, but with a square cap over his head. “By the Stars…”He joined his companions in staring at Kim. The naked woman began to slowly back away.

“Would you believe that I’m a gnome with gigantism?”

“A human! Come, we must take a closer look!”

“Please don’t! Eep!” Kim decided to run away.

“This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Don’t let her escape.” The gnomes chased after her.

Left, right, left. Kim weaved between the rows of books. She saw the exit, next to a chatty group of fairies, and went for it. She spun her body around as she ran to make sure they didn’t get a look of her naked backside. “Hehey, nothing to see here. Just a normal girl borrowing a book.”

She left the library to enter a stone hallway. It seemed taken out straight from a medieval castle in Europe. At her sides were …classrooms? “Sure, a cabin, a bathhouse, and now a magical school. Why not?” More mystical creatures populated the hallway, but they looked a tad younger than the rest she had seen today.

“Come back! We won’t harm you, I promise. We’ll make you famous. Frontpage of my treatise!”

The gnomes still followed her. Kim ran. “I don’t want that! Hehe!”

“See? You like the idea!”

“No. I’m laughing because this damn book is tickling me! He!”

“What?”

Kim kept dashing past the leering students. They all stared at her; even the paintings followed her with their eyes. The book hid the womanly secrets on the front, but her back was bare. She was giving quite the eyeful of her booty to every person (creature?) that she ran past. Even the ones that only saw her from the front would notice that she was barefoot, pantless, and with nothing around her shoulders. It was evident that she wasn’t wearing anything at all.

Most of the students cheered her on. Kim’s was furrowing her brow, but her mouth was smiling. It must have looked like she was streaking on purpose. “Hehe! Never seen a naked woman before?” she snapped at the crowd.

“No!” shouted the Headmaster from behind.

“Not you!” Kim reached a crossing. She could see the stairs at the end of an adjacent room. She entered the place; it was another library, an empty one. All the bookcases were bereft of their namesakes. What remained were strange artifacts displayed atop pedestals. She hid in the furthest row to the right and took a moment to catch her breath and calm her nerves. Turns out running naked through a school was stressful, who knew? “Let’s never do that again. Hehe. Stop that!”

The door into the room closed. Kim heard it lock shut. “Ah, my office. I know this place like the back of my hand. You can’t hide. Make this easier for all of us and come out now.”

“But sir, I thought you only used your office as storage. I have never seen you in here.”

“Dammit Nesver, I was bluffing.”

Kim looked ahead. “The stairs! I have to get there without making any sound. Hehe.” The damned manuscript wasn’t making it easy, but Kim couldn’t find the strength to abandon her only cover. She slid it downwards, towards her less sensitive legs. Unfortunately, to do so, she moved the book’s tongue over the most sensitive part of her body. “Ooohh!” She moaned.

“There she is!”

The search party appeared behind her. Kim threw the book on the ground out of frustration. “Stupid-” She stomped on it, only to get her foot licked for her trouble. “Eww!”

“Stop” Pleaded the Headmaster. “That book is one of a kind and incredibly valuable. Please don’t damage it!”

“Oh really? Catch!” Kim grabbed the book and threw it over the gnome’s heads. They jumped over each other to catch it. The naked woman started sprinting towards the stairs; she tripped and landed on her belly just before reaching them. Looking down, she saw that her ankle was snared by a strand of dark hair, a strand coming from the painting of a pale woman. Uh-ho.

A very angry Harako crossed the painting into the room. Her white dress was stained with dirt. Her bare feet left a muddy footprint with each step they took. “…You! …You will pay for what you made me do! …This is personal now.”

Kim frantically untied her ankle and grabbed a nearby vase. “Stop, or, or I’ll smash this on the ground. I swear!”

“Not the Vase of Fragility! Miss Harako, please, stop!”

Harako kept moving. Her hair tendrils encroached on Kim. The naked woman threw the vase at the ghost, who smashed into pieces with her hair.

“Nooooooooo!” yelled the headmaster.

Harako didn’t care about the artifacts. Kim only had one card left to play. “Hey, gnome guy. You want to examine a human body, right? Harako used to be human. You should study her. She ought to have everything I do!”

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“….What are you trying to pull? …Hey, get off me!” As predicted, the gnome posse launched themselves atop Harako.

“Stop struggling. We only want to take a quick peek! Well, not quite quick, but still only a peek.” Kim could have sworn that she saw the ghost blush. She struggled to get the gnomes off her body; they were surprisingly stubborn. ”Nesver, I believe I have an anti-ethereal collar on my desk, go fetch it.”

“On it sir!”

While they struggled, Kim went for the stairs. She took a final glance back at the room. The gnomes were winning the battle to strip the apparition. Most of Harako’s dress lay in tatters near her feet. Her face was as red as a tomato, as was her bottom, courtesy of the ogre lady. Kim smiled. “Serves you right!”