Ivy followed her daughter towards the dungeon. A part of her wanted to snap at Lily because she was walking around in her underwear. She didn’t however because she was busy trying not to think about the fact that she was naked in public.

She managed to get her mind off that, and instead found herself thinking about the past. There was a time where being nude was rather normal for her. Well, almost nude anyway, back then she liked wearing a skimpy bra, and a pair of cute panties as her only clothing back then. Then again she had been a nature mage then and the whole ‘one with nature’ aspect of her class encouraged her to walk around nude. The only reason she wore what little she did was that the slight loss of power was worth it in her mind. That was also when things started going wrong in her life.

She was a very talented young girl, and she quickly mastered the few skills her mother had taught her. By the age of sixteen, she had already reached level twenty-two when most of her peers were around level twelve. That talent, however, had also caught the notice of a dragon, ‘The Primal Nature Dragon, Zemoria.’ Zemoria was a very old dragon that made her nest in a mountain not far from Ivy’s hometown. Rarely did that old dragon ever leave her nest.

Ivy had been in the forest practicing her magic the day she met Zemoria, the old dragon had actually left her nest for once. Somehow despite her massive frame, she had managed to sneak up on young Ivy without even being spotted. She had been no less than five meters away when she finally spoke. Needless to say, Ivy had been so startled then that she had nearly jumped out of her own skin. When she had calmed down, she quickly understood the implications of what Zemoria was offering. Zemoria had called her out, and offered to teach her what she knew.

Young Ivy had been a bit naive, and was ecstatic to learn from a dragon of all things. If she had known then, what she knew now. Maybe she would have been more cautious with the old dragon.

The young girl stared up at the massive scaled frame before her. She had heard the dragon, but she was having a hard time believing what she had just heard. “You, ... you want to.. Uh, teach me magic?”

The dragoness shifted, her green scales rippling in the sunlight that penetrated the canopy above them. Her great eyes looked right into Ivy’s own smaller ones, and she said with a rather terrifying draconic grin, “I have watched you, girl, for some time. I think you are worthy of being my pupil, but first, take those off. They are keeping you from being truly one with nature.”

Nervously she looked down, she was only wearing a comfy bra modeled to look like a pair of leaves cupping her breasts, and a matching pair of panties. She didn’t really like being completely naked, especially with the way the boys looked at her. She still got those kinds of looks wearing these, but she got fewer. Most of them coming from visitors to their humble little town in the forest. The locals, on the other hand, were used to it, as it was rather normal for young girls to be walking around in their underwear.

She decided to comply with the dragon’s wishes and undid her bra. Quickly following up with taking her panties off. As soon as she was done, the dragon smiled again. She shuddered under the grin, and the dragon spoke. “Good, now before I officially take you as a pupil I want you to know what I expect. First, a true nature mage is one with nature at all times. So I want you to get used to being in your natural state, besides those silly things aren’t worth impeding your magic flow. Second, I will expect you to meet with me daily, starting at first light. Third, my training will be tough.”

She regarded the dragon for a moment, or two. For the most part, she didn’t see any problems, but if she had known what she did now, she might have said something different. “I guess, I could get used to it, but I don’t really like the way the boys look at me when I am naked.”

There was an odd shift in the dragon’s mood, and then she gave an odd look that shifted into a rather predatory grin. “If that is your only problem, I may know a few tricks that would help keep them away.”

Not seeing the trap, she nodded, and said, “Then I accept your offer.”

Her current subclass provided a few bonuses to her main class of mage, and was her only nature-related class. She looked over the pupil subclass, and found that it was a better class than her current subclass, and would not overwrite her current benefits. It was basically an advanced subclass, but she was allowed to equip it because she had met the special conditions for it. She decided to equip it. She didn’t know it then, but that little decision would limit her future options.

The dragon smiled, and said, “In that case, let’s start your first lesson.”

Those words began the first of many painful lessons, but by the end of it, she had learned a new skill. Well, it was actually a bit of a spell, that used nature magic to change the target. The spell was called Primal Restoration, and when cast the target changes. Unless they already had a strong nature affinity or some other elemental affinity that led them to spend most of their time largely in the nude. If they had that kind of affinity they would resist the spell, and if their resistance was high enough they would be immune to effects, well all but one. The spell had an oddity of that it would turn men into girls, but she didn’t think much of it at the time. She later found out that particular effect tended to ignore affinity related resistances. The spell was also temporary and its effects would wear off after about a week. The dragon had told her it was both a means of protection and a way to teach the other a lesson.

Four years later, she smiled to herself as she looked in the mirror. Her figure had filled out in the last few years, and the looks she was getting had only increased. She was getting used to them though, and like her master wanted she was currently naked, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t use accessories. They just had to be natural. She had recently adjusted her hair and placed a flower in it. Her own magic had also changed her appearance in a few ways giving her an exotic appeal. She was about a hundred and fifty-seven centimeters tall, with a fairly large bust for an elf. It was why she drew so many looks, that and her well-tanned skin from days under the sun.  Having learned primal nature magic from a dragon, she had begun taking on draconic traits. Fine scales covered her arms and legs giving the impression that she was wearing gloves, and long socks. The scales on her legs stopped just short of her thighs, and while no scales covered her belly or chest they did wrap around her back coming to the front and stopping just short of her belly and chest. To cover her privates she had used a bit of nature magic to give the illusion of leaves covering her chest, and pussy. Not something she normally bothered with as it took mana to do, but at least this way she was still technically naked.

However, she was going to meet up with a young boy she had been interested in for a while now. He had recently agreed to join her on a trip to some ruins further up the mountain. There was an old dungeon entrance there. A dungeon she often visited for training with Zemoria, when the dragon deemed to take human form. Well humanoid anyway, she still had draconic features when she did that, and she never stayed in the form for long or changed in front of her. Well not deliberately anyway, but she had managed to observe the change once. It was clearly some kind of ritual magic involving nine circles of strange symbols that radiated ancient power.

As for the dungeon, it was primarily a plant dungeon, but beasts could be found as well within its halls. It was a great place to train, and had been a great help with getting her to the verge of level forty. She had hit a bit of a bottleneck when she reached thirty, and the dungeon had gotten her past that.

Thinking she looked good for the day, she rushed out the door of her bedroom and headed down the stairs. She barely stayed for a moment in the kitchen to say good morning to her mother, who was just as naked and cooking something. Of course, her mom had never worn a scrap for as long as she could remember. So nothing strange there, mom yelled the phrase, “have fun!” over her shoulder. However, Ivy was already out the door, and heading up the hill towards the meeting place they had agreed on.

She found him already at the top of the hill, sitting on a stump waiting for her. Unlike her, he was actually wearing clothing, and in fact, she had never seen him without clothes. He was one of those people that was always well dressed and hard to get out of them. His name was Neru, and he was very cute in her eyes. He was about a head and a half taller than her, and he was a bit on the muscular side. He was well-toned from years of practicing with the sword, he favored a short sword that had a leaf-like blade. He was in a full set of mail armor, complete with a helmet. It had been a gift from his father who had received it from his own father in turn. In effect, it was a family heirloom. Honestly, she thought he looked good in the family’s set of armor. The armor itself was mostly silver with highlights of teal and aquamarine.  It went nicely with his light blue hair, and even brought out the natural silver highlights in his hair. He wasn’t wearing his helmet at the moment, as it was next to him. She couldn’t see his lovely grey eyes as he was busy maintaining his sword.

She sauntered up to him, and said, “Good Morning Neru. Ready to go?”

He looked up and frowned, “I guess that is better than normal, but would it kill you to actually put something on?”

“You know very well that I can’t wear clothes. Now, are we going or not?”

“Guess, we should get going. Still, I must say, I have a lovely blue dress that I think would look very good on you.”

She giggled and led the way towards the dungeon while she replied, “You never stop do you?”

“Mark my words. One day I will get you in something lovely.”

They exchanged banter the entire way. Mostly him trying to convince her to put something on, and as usual, she dismissed them. Naturally, when it started going too far, she would threaten to take his off.

It didn’t take too long to reach the dungeon. She stretched around the entrance, and since no one but Neru was around she dispelled her illusionary clothes.  Behind her, she heard him sigh, and say quietly, “Really? The one day I get you to at least wear something nice, even if it was an illusion and you dispel it less than an hour later.”

She giggled, a part of her knew well that he was in the ironic position of trying to get her to wear something. When most boys were trying to get their girlfriends out of their clothes. In her case, she rarely bothered to wear even illusionary clothes, but she did wear some when going into town. Otherwise, she was naked all the time. Turning she stretched and made her chest bounce a bit drawing his gaze and making him look away for a moment. Gesturing towards the entrance, she urged him to follow.

The first couple of floors went by as planned, but Neru messed up a bit on the ninth floor. They had been fighting the boss, a plant monster that was basically a very large carnivorous flower that used its many vines to ensnare a victim before pulling them into its large bulb. Making things a little more complicated was that it could use magic, and occasionally spreads a cloud of toxic pollens. The pollens contained a paralytic meant to immobilize prey to allow it to be more easily restrained and eaten.

Neru had brought some special equipment for safety, and as for herself, she had a few spells to protect from the pollens as well. He placed his mask on under his helmet and she cast her protection spell just before they charged into the boss room, and the fight was on.

She opened the fight with one of her favorite spells, a series of thorns flew from her hand. Each one was actually long enough to be called a spike and they rapidly impaled the soft flesh of the creature. It thrashed in response, its vines seeking anything nearby. Neru dodged a few strikes from the magical plant, and charged up close. Once in range, he channeled some magic into his blade before unleashing one of his skills. His blade wreathed in purple flames flashed thrice and a burning triangle appeared on the flower of the boss.

At the same moment, she had cast another spell. Vines flew out of the ground and wrapped around the creature, attempting to crush it. Suddenly her vines began to glow and then they disintegrated. The creature had used its magic to disrupt her spell. Several vines shot towards Neru at the same moment, but he stopped them with his flaming sword. Only to miss one that came from behind. It grabbed his foot and knocked him off balance.

She unleashed another spell. A barrage of thorns struck the creature and it reacted with a spell. A stream of thorns shot towards Neru and pierced his armor in several places, before it started dragging him towards the creature. She didn’t let that phase her too much, and finished her final spell crying out, “Nature’s wrath!”

A powerful green light engulfed the plant and when it cleared only a desiccated husk remained where it stood. Before she could even check on Neru, she received a notification one she had been looking forward to for a long time.

She dared not dismiss this, as otherwise she would have to visit a temple or guild to gain an advanced class. Ivy glanced at Neru, and figured he would be fine for a minute or two and glanced at her three choices. She quickly dismissed the first and then weighed the remaining two options. The first was likely thanks to her being taught by a dragon, and the second seemed to be a variant of that class. Not putting much thought into it she chose, “Primal Draconic Nature Mage of Restoration” before rushing to check on Neru. It sounded like it might have some healing spells in it, and she felt it was what she needed.

As soon as she touched him, he was engulfed in a flash of light. When the light cleared a young woman was in his place. She was quite cute and was wearing a clearly feminized version of his armor. Before she could even process what had happened, the woman started stripping out of her armor. However she couldn’t remove all of it on her own and she was soon asking, “Hey, Ivy could you help me out of this?” As if there was nothing wrong with stripping down in a dungeon.

JCountry

Sorry this is somewhat late. It has actually been on my patreon for a while now. I have been a little busy though, so I forgot to post this at the normal time.