Taggie tries to use the powder on Viela

“Well, well, well. I’m surprised that you know so much about herbology. Didn’t think you would have time to study while prancing naked around the forest.” Jasmine teased Taggie after class. She was a pale elf with square glasses and a svelte build, her chestnut hair styled into an impeccable bob cut, her dress lively and sophisticated.

Taggie **** herself to smile. “Why thank you, Jasmine, lovely of you to notice. I think you are quite smart too… quite the smartass,” Taggie mumbled.

“Huh, this isn’t fun if you aren’t getting all huffy. See you around.” Jasmine turned around and left Taggie to wallow in her pent-up anger.

“See? That wasn’t so hard,” Delphi told Taggie while she opened her tree-locker to put down some books.

“Itchy Weeds and How to Handle Them, First Edition. I always wanted to read this, mind If I borrow this book?.” Viela appeared out of nowhere to yank the book straight out of Taggie’s hands.

Taggie’s cobalt eyes twitched. “Of course, friend, It’s not like I needed it for an assignment or anything…”

“Good to hear. Then I’ll hold onto it, because, honestly…” Viela leaned on Taggie’s shoulder as if she was a table, the weight of the tall purple elf pressed down on her body, much to her annoyance. “Considering how often you two lose your clothes and assorted possessions, I’m doing you a favor by keeping this book safe.”

“And why would that be?! Maybe it is because you keep hiding little slime pellets in our underwear?!”

“Don’t know what you are talking about.”

“You made my shirt explode in the middle of a dissertation; I had to finish explaining my thesis with my tits in the air! And in the bi-monthly Sports Day, you exploded my pants just before the marathon. I’ve had to run literally around the whole campus without anything below my waist!”

“Don’t forget what happened to your tunic in the choir, I never heard you reach a higher note.”

“So you admit it!” Taggie pushed Viela’s lavender arm away from her so she could point her accusatory finger in her direction.

“Taggie, p-please stop.” Delphi weakly whispered.

“What can I say? I had a bit of leftover slime, and you never lock your door. Maybe you ought to start doing that? Who knows what else I’ll put in your underwear drawer otherwise, maybe an itchy weed?”

“Why don’t you…” Delphi put a hand on Taggie's shoulder, prompting her to take a deep breath. “...have a nice day. Thanks for the advice.”

“No, thank you.” Viela ruffled Taggie’s hair before pushing her into her own tree hollow. “Oh, and by the way, bluey. I hid my last slime pellet in your chemise. Good luck.”

“What? Kyaaa!” Viela sent a drop of water from her canteen over to the brown tunic that Delphi was wearing. As soon as the drop hit the slime, it expanded outward in a flash. The jelly-like substance enveloped the whole of Delphi’s chest, eating and dissolving her clothing.

In a few seconds, the slime dissolved, leaving Delphi’s torso devoid of anything between her blue shoulders and stomach. Gripping her blueberry nipples between her teal fingers, she crouched on the floor, eyes closed and with an intense purple blush on her cheeks.

“Oh, that’s it!” Taggie said, pulling herself out of the tree.

“Oh, what are you going to do?”

“Use this.” Viela opened the flask and released all her spores over to Viela. The purple elf simply blew her mouth, and all the spores reversed direction, landing squarely on Taggie and Delphi’s faces.

“...Should have seen that coming.”

“Eeck!” They both screamed in unison as the world got bigger. Taggie and Delphi stumbled out of their clothes in their birthday suits, now both the size of a doll.

“Well, looks like your long march home just got even longer. Have fun, don’t let the bedbugs bite.” Viela left them with a chuckle, the ground trembling with each step she took.