The duo place their trap for Viela

“Alright, time to go teach Viela a lesson. Thanks to our little art project, we can walk around in our nightgowns as if nothing was wrong! Although, they are a bit short, aren’t they? What do you think?”

Taggie tugged the skirt as low as it could go. It was delightfully short, barely reaching down her crotch. Delphi was free to look from Taggie’s thighs down to her bare feet. Her legs were like two long pieces of chocolate, how she wanted to run her tongue across it and take a bite … “Looks yummy!”

“Huh?”

“I-I mean good! Looks good!” Delphi bit her lip. She had to control herself. Flashes of the washing machine incident kept flashing on her head. Such a horrible experience, terribly humiliating, she would never want to go through that again in a million years, and yet...

Delphi could not help but smile when she recalled Taggie’s adorable squeals when their faces met each other, the amazing feeling of her luscious breasts rubbing against her own, her legs getting tangled together as if they were one… Yeah, Delphi could go for a bit more of that.

“Well, yeah, I know it looks good. We look good. I just wish we had something a little less skimpy, you know? Showing so much skin isn’t very… proper. And I wish we at least had one set of matching shoes left. Don’t quite like to go barefoot everywhere, even if it is the Wood Elf way.”

“W-well, if it makes you feel better, I can give you a foot rub when we come back, and then a leg rub… and a back massage. …I can touch you anywhere you want, really.” Delphi bit her tongue even harder. Did she just say that out loud?!

“Thanks, friend, but I don’t think I’ll need your rubs.” Thank goodness Taggie was denser than a bag of bricks. “Well, nothing to it. Let's go!”

Delphi was absentmindedly carrying her books on the way to Viela. She had brought an additional spare as a decoy, as it would be somewhat suspicious to move around with only the mimic… or so Taggie insisted.

The two elves tiptoed near the calm East River, where they knew Viela liked to take a dip. Taggie rubbed a special cream on Viela’s locker tree to open it up. The bark gave away and Delphi tossed the book into the hole, where it blended with the other scholarly supplies.

“She’s coming, hide!”

“Ugh, I think I need to find a better place to swim.” A wet Viela walked up to her tree, her feet stepping on the grass and leaving a faint watery imprint. With a scowl, she pulled into her chest and tossed back a couple of tadpoles nibbling into her nipples.

Even in her smallclothes, Viela managed to give off an intimidating, dignified aura. Standing tall, she resembled a statue with her athletic body and toned limbs. Her plentiful silver hair looked like the mane of a ferocious lion even while wet... a purple lion.

“Well, time to get changed.” Viela opened her tree hollow and reached for her clothes, grabbing a book instead. “ Huh, this isn’t mine…”

“Yes, yes!” Taggie whispered.