Ellustrya raced through the forest, her hand welded to Boldasarre's. Her jodhpurs strangled her feet, the bare, rich brown skin of her legs utterly exposed, and her underwear, as white as snow, on full display. She had to mind her footing: one misstep could see her tripping over her own britches. And she was in a hurry: Jovia and her companions were not far behind, determined to catch a glimpse of her pristine panties.
Resorting to hopping, she noticed a tall tree towering above them. The branches were hard to reach, but she was confident that it was climbable if she could get a sound footing. But on her own, she had little chance of success. She looked to Boldasarre, and then she had an idea.
"Boldasarre, could you lift me up on your shoulders, please?" She asked him.
"H-huh?" The question caught him off guard. It sounded almost as if he had swallowed his tongue.
"I hate to ask this of you, but desperate times call for desperate measures!"
"I-I-In your knickers?"
"Yes, in my knickers!" She shouted. "No time to argue! So do as I say, you pusillanimous little thing!"
Her harsh words took Boldasarre aback, but he nodded meekly and did as he was told. He knelt, and Ellustrya climbed on his shoulders, knickers and all. He tried his best to maintain his composure as the thin cloth of her panty gusset pressed against the back of his head, her bare thighs pincered his neck.
"Are you enjoying this, Boldasarre dearest?" She asked.
"Ugh…you're not light!" he murmured.
"Are you saying I'm… overweight?"
"N-No! Not at all!"
"Then don't just stand there." She pointed to a branch on the tree above her. "Help me reach that branch!"
Boldasarre awkwardly lumbered with Ellustrya on his shoulders to position himself just beneath the tree branch. He stood up on his toes and, with all his might, pushed her up towards the branch. Her outstretched arms reached towards the branch, and her elegant fingers grasped them like a scorpion snaring its prey. With the agility of any acrobat, she spun herself around the branch, her trousers dangling beneath her shins, and balanced herself effortlessly on the narrow branch. With the high cut of her white knickers and extravagant crimson jacket, she really did look like a gymnastic athlete.
She reached for Boldasarre's hand and, with surprising strength, pulled him up onto the branch with her. They scaled the great tree higher to find cover in the foliage. Looking down, it was apparent they had a great vantage point. Ellustrya then surveyed the forest as Jovia and her rambunctious companions tore through it.
"Where'd they go?" She asked, perplexed.
"They gotta be around here somewhere!" One of her friends retorted.
"With knickers as bright as hers, she should stick out like a sore thumb! Or butt." Jovia added.
Ellustrya clasped a branch and tossed it in the opposite direction. It landed with a mighty thud, drawing the girls' attention. It was a successful distraction.
"That way!" Jovia exclaimed. The small party of girls darted after the sound, disappearing into the thicket.
"Cretins," Elustrya murmured to herself. But that did not change the fact that she was stuck up in a tree. In her knickers. The thin, soft fabric made her feel like she was practically wearing nothing at all.
The Dark Elf studied her surroundings once more, scanning for the Aviansaur nesting site. With her heightened elvish vision, she pinpointed their destination. She craned her neck, searching every possible nesting site. And then, she spotted it: the Aviansaur had built a subterranean nest and the hollow of a colossal redwood.
"Boldasarre, that's where we need to go," she said with her bare legs taut against the bark of the branch, her outstretched arm pointing eastwards.
"I see it," he replied, his hand capped over his eyes.
Suddenly, a loud chirping was sounded. The pair turned to look at a juvenile bird-like creature with fluffy brown plumage, cocked its head at them in jerky, sudden movements. Instead of a toothless beak, it had a rounded, long muzzle with crocodile-like teeth. But even the juvenile towered above the imposing Ellustrya.
It clasped the branch with four long, scaly, clawed toes, three in front and one in the back, facing the opposite direction. More curious than aggressive, the avian dinosaur turned its head to get a good look at its prize: Ellustrya's breeches. Seemingly captivated by black, shiny legwear with golden embroidered leg flares, it carefully approached her before pecking at her jodhpurs dangling from her feet.
"T-Those aren't a plaything!" She exclaimed in horror. "Shoo!"
But the feathered theropod did not understand the Dark Elf's language. Instead, it was enamored with the golden embroidery of her jodphurs. Its snout, looking similar to a bird's bill, but with teeth, was soon stuck inside of her britches. It lifted its head, causing Ellustrya to dangle from her trousers wrapped around the creature's muzzle. The trousers soon blinded the animal, causing it to thrust its head violently. Ellustrya hung upside down, and her pants, still attached to her ankles, were now entirely inside out. Her glistening white panties shone in the air.
Without warning, the trousers loosened around her ankles. Boldasarre caught her just before she fell. But he had caught her by the waistband of her underwear, resulting in a wedgie as she hung by her underpants! When Boldasarre realized what was happening, his cheeks instantly flushed with crimson. The underwear, despite being thin, was made of incredibly strong material, and was rather elastic.
"Boldasarre, I would thank you," Ellustrya said. "But at this rate, I'll lose my knickers too!"
By the tone of her voice, there would be no greater catastrophe than that. As the fabric stretched to an absurd degree between her buttocks, Boldasarre used his other arm to wrap around her thigh and pulled her up back onto the branch with an astonishing amount of strength for Boldasarre's seemingly light build on the surface. The elastic of her underwear snapped back onto the skin of her waistline.
"That was most undignified!" She murmured as she adjusted her knickers. "That wretched beast now has also stolen my trousers! Oi! Give me back my pants!"
But the creature paid her no mind and took off, with Ellustrya's precious pants hanging from its jaws. She was now wholly pantsless, dressed only from the waist down in only her pristine white knickers.
"It is apparent that I have lost my trousers," she said.
"Y-You can have mine, if you want, Lady Ellustrya!" Boldasarre selflessly offered.
"That is most generous of you, Boldasarre," she replied. "But this is a burden I must carry alone. I may be deprived of my trousers, but I still have my knickers. An adventurer does not need trousers. Only knickers."
Boldasarre seemed to be truly inspired by her words. He looked down at the soft fabric of his own white briefs, his pants rumpled over his feet. He could pull them up any time he wanted. Ellustrya did not have that luxury. He felt ashamed that he had inadvertently given Ellustrya a wedgie, but also reminded himself that he had saved her life.
The Aviansaur fluttered awkwardly beneath the forest canopy, with Ellystrya's jodhpurs drooping from its maw. Ellustrya, with her sharpened sense, traced the bird's trajectory: it was heading for the Aviansaur nesting site. She would get them back, even in her exposed state, and win her wager against Celdine.
"We're going after that thing, Boldasarre," she said with determination.
"Uh, how do we get down from here, Lady Ellustrya?" Boldasarre inquired.
Ellustrya gestured towards the ivy wrapped around the bark of the tree. Boldasarre immediately knew what she was hinting at. He gulped in trepidation.
"You can't be serious," he said in dread.
"Am I someone you know not to be serious?" She retorted with authority. "Use the ivy to lower yourself down to the forest floor. You go first."
Boldasarre shook his head.
"But, Lady Ell—"
"Do not talk back to me, Boldasarre Ravenshade." She retained her commanding presence despite the absurdity of being in her underwear.
"Yes ma'am…" He said timidly.
He ungracefully lowered himself to try and get a sound footing on the ivy, but the trousers wrapped around his heels were not making the task an easy one. His mind raced with intrusive thoughts. What if the ivy wasn't strong enough to hold his weight? What if the juvenile Aviansaur returned? And what if he looked up?
There was no time for that now. He pushed those thoughts out his head and clambered his way down. But he could tell Ellustrya was losing her patience with his slow progress. But he resisted the temptation to look up. He could hear Ellustrya climbing down just above him, with much more speed and skill than he could ever hope for.
He turned his head upwards, and just right above his head was Ellustrya's well-toned, shapely and elongated legs, wholly undressed, completely pantsless. And between her legs was the soft white fabric of her undergarments, with a completely unobscured view from a low angle. Ellustrya noticed where Boldasarre was looking, and blushed.
"B-Boldasarre! Look away this instant!" The pitch of voice had gone up an octave or two. She tried in vain to cover herself. But she lost her balance, and slipped. She tumbled, her underwear-clad buttocks landing right on Boldasarre's face, his face completely smothered in the soft white fabric of her undies. The pair then crashed down onto the first floor below, their fall broken by the thick foliage. Ellustrya's pantied hind was planted right on Boldasarre's face: his visage had become her human cushion.
"Boldasarre, if you keep breathing like that, I'm going to have… problems." She said.
Boldasarre simply mumbled incoherently, his words muffled by the soft fabric of Ellustrya's panties. His lips tickled her as they moved. Realizing where her behind had come to a rest, Ellustrya jolted with a start, her face completely flustered.
"Boldasarre, I… my apologies." She regained her composure.
Boldasarre sighed in relief. He was not going to be smothered to death by Ellustrya's knickered backside. But that would not be an unpleasant way to go. Suddenly, his daydreaming was interrupted by Ellustrya's authoritative presence.
"Boldasarre, please stop dilly-dallying with inappropriate thoughts," Ellustrya said. "When the time is right, I will alleviate your desires. But right now, we must focus on the task at hand."
"I-I wasn't thinking of anything bad!" Boldasarre retorted.
"Really? Because your body says otherwise. The thin fabric of your underpants can barely contain your excitement."
Boldasarre peered down, and it is evident that he was having another little 'crisis'. He covered his groin in embarrassment. But he couldn't help but wonder if Ellustrya was flirting with him.
"The Aviansaur's nesting grounds are in that direction," she said, pointing in the direction. "If we just follow this trail, it'll lead us to the golden egg. And my trousers."
And there was nothing more vital now than retrieving Ellustrya's stolen pants. But as she stood there in her crimson jacket and high-cut panties, her imposing, commanding figure resembled a superheroine's. She had the body of a goddess.
Boldasarre and Ellustrya followed the trail through the forest to the Aviansaur's lair, carefully navigating the thicket and ensuring no stray branch ensnared their undies. How did they know they were on the right track? They just followed the giant bird droppings. They eventually came open a vast hollow in a massive tree, which a house could easily fit inside. Inside, they could hear the incessant, shrill chirping of the ravenous nestlings, waiting for their parents to return with their next meal.
The juvenile they encountered before was learning how to fly and preparing to leave the nest. The probability that it would return here was high. It was logical to search here for both the pants and golden egg.
The pair carefully crept into the hollow, the chicks' chirping gradually getting louder and louder. Ellustrya surveyed deeper into the nest, and there she spotted three chicks and an unhatched golden egg. They were so close to winning their wager.
The voracious fledglings pecked and bit each other aggressively as they waited impatiently for their parents to bring them food. As they fought amongst themselves, Ellustrya stealthily braved the Aviansaur lair. She anxiously eyed the golden egg until she noticed one of the chicks had a garment in its mouth. There was no mistaking it: it was her jodhpurs.
Out of the blue, the earth shook violently. Towering above her was a creature in thick, brightly colored plumage, a stark contrast to the juvenile's duller feathers. In its jaws was a lifeless giant reptile. The maw opened, letting its prey slump to the ground. It stared down Ellustrya with fury. It squawked with rage, causing Boldasarre and Ellustrya to cover their ears.
The circumstances could not be any more disastrous. The pair were about to be devoured by hungry nestlings. Ellustrya was going to die. In her underwear. And without pants.