Wriggles against the ccounter a bit keeping her slim thighs togeather as she holds her blouse.. shifting a bit as they all talk around her.

She blushes a bit at the calling her cute but then shakes her head biting her lip a bit.

"But im a human i dont get naked or walk around naked in public.. after all.. there is supposed to be a class here.. and even if i wanted to i wouldnt be getting naked right here in the middle of class" she gasps a bit shifting against the counter still.. blushing all the more at at greens sudden words.. she jerks her hand down and trys to tug the skirt more around her legs... seeming to ingore his question about if she played with herself.

"bbut i dont just play.. with myself!" she yelps a bit as pink seems to brighten up again at her words about playing with her.. "Nno i dont need to see you play with yourself to be friends.. i have many friends.. at least.. i did back home.. havent made any here as of yet.. but.. my friends dont need to do those kinda things to be my friends!" she rambles on mostly as she bites her lip aagain.

"Oh, don't worry about class, we can keep them away if you wish. In fact, we kind of re-aranged the little signs on the doors, so maybe not too many will come at all.", Green offered helpfully. "But really, I bet they would love it if you were naked in class. You should try it one day.", he added.

"Well, I think your friends must be really odd if they do not wish to see you naked, you are very pretty. I know I want to! But don't worry, we can be your friends here!", Pink cheerfully said. That Amanda did not seem to be a big fan of nudity or public displays of sexuality did not seem to stick to her mind for even a second. "All this talk about nudity is making me real horny."

"Then it is settled!", Purple said, with surprising authority for someone that small. "This girl here is our friend. Now who wants to teach our friend what it means to be pixie fucked?"
A chorus of shouts of agreement erupted. Amanda was going to be their new friend, or rather, toy, regardless of what she wished. The door was jammed shut, after all, even if she did not realize it, and as long as she was here, she could be their plaything.

She contunes to lean against the desk as she holds the herself for the most part.. having regained some of her compouser just from the moment where they weirnt comeing after her.. at least for the moment.

She blinks a couple of times at there words about rearanging the numbers or whatnot.. "What do you mean..? The signs are rearanged? Then why did i still find my way here then.. if i did someone eles is sure to be bound to?" she replayed.. suddenly haveing.. a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomic.

She shakes her head ever so slightly as they contune to talk about her being naked.. weather in public or in front of her class... Not seeing this...

"No.. real friends wouldnt want to make me do something i wouldnt want to do" she nods a bit.. and at the words about being.. pixie fucked.. her eyes widen a bit.. as it didnt do anything but deeper the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomic.. " No no.. we can be friends but we dont really need to do anything like that" she stammers.. as her eyes shift toward the door.. knowing it would be pritty hard at the moment to get it open sence they had fiddled with it some.

Amanda might protest, but her protests felt on deaf ears. The pixies wanted their fun, and when they did so, they would let nothing get in their way. Amanda was the perfect playmate, and they wanted her now, regardless of her wishes in the matter. Besides, she was a mere mortal, and it was the pixies right to do whatever they wished to mortals. She really should be grateful. This was a chance for her to enjoy some lovely sex instead of attending a boring class.
That they would in fact be raping her did not matter much. Humans almost never seemed to appreciate the pixies sexual prowess anyway, at least not until they were screaming in orgasmic pleasure.

With jubilant screams and shouts, the swarm of pixies descended upon the hapless Amanda. A few, armed with tiny knives set about slicing at the alchemist's shirt, and unless the girl got away, they would reduce it to ribbons in a few moments. A few more grabbed hold of her longs, pink hair, gathering as much of it in her hands as possible.

"Ready the tangleshots,!"

She contunes to watch the assorted pixies and there reactions to her words.. but she could tell that after a few of her words they werient really listening to her that much anymore. Just as she contuned to hold her skirt she started to back up.. but no sooner then her movements had started that they started swarming in at her from all directions.

"Hey what are you?!" she yelps as they flow all around her as she feels her top quickly meet there tiny blades as it is soon in shreads around her leaving her in just her pink laced bra.. one that defently wasnt a normal school issued one.

Crying out she trys to back pedal but with the sheeer amount of the swarming pixies going around her she doesnt get overly far as she feels them flowing into her silken pink hair.. grabbing her locks to hold tightly.. she hears someone cry out about the tangle knots... not really knowing what they could mean.

"heey stop it!! this isnt being friendly!!" she crys out again hopeing in vane hope they listen.

WEEEEE!
The pixies were cheering now, swarming their prey like a swarm of bees. She was so adorable in her pink bra, matching her long hair. Even her squeels and protest were part of her appeal.

The pixies at her hair were gathering the strands in their hands. It was long, smooth and soft, a delight to play with. Some were trying to get it arund her arms, so it might act like a natural restraint. A couple of others were trying to get hold of her bra straps in order to pull them aside. With all the truggling goig on, they hoped the result would be a display of Amandas breasts.

Crys out as she struggles.. In her haste of trying to swat at them.. she found her skirt falling down and away around her ankles to reviel a matching pink lace panty... if one couldnt tell by looking.. then would start to guess at this point she had something for the color pink.

She trys to pull back and to the side as they swarm all around her head.. feeeling them contune to twerl her hair about them selfs and now trying to twine it about her arms in the attempt to force her arms back.. at least for the moment she was keeping up the fight on the front.. despite feling the hair wrap around her arms.

She lets out a gasp in her struggles as she feels all the pulling and tugging on her bra before she finds her top yanked or cut free.. her ferm youthful orbs springing free with her soft pink nipples in the middle of them.. She blushes as she contunes to cry out struggling.. trying to reach for the falling bra.

"Stop this i said!!!" she gives a cry out again.

The cheers from the pixies became almost deafening as the straps of the bra slid down, and her breasts bounced loose, revealing pink nipples over the fabric of her undergarment. With the cute alchemist struggling like she was, it gave the pixies plenty of time to admire the maidenly orbs moving, bouncing up and down, swinging back and forth as she fought to keep the flying pest off her.
They were looking forward to playing with them, and where chattering excitedly about what they wanted to do to them.
"I wouldn't mind cumming all over them!"
"Do you think she gets stiff easily? I hope so! I want to fuck her nipples!"

They pixies had only partial success in restraining her arms. One was still mostly free, but the other one was getting entangled in her own hair. Moving with superhuman speed, tiny hands began fastening her restraint, swiftly weaving her long, exotic looking hair into a braid snaring the captured hand. Getting loose on her own was not impossible, but would take time, and pulling it loose would just be incredibly painful.

Even as she struggles she couldnt help but pick up the assorted voices about what they planned on doing to her.. of course such words just made her struggle all the harder.

"What are you talking about!" she crys out as she contunes to struggle about.. trying to twist against the counter.. in hopes useing her body brushing about the counter top to get ride of some of the spawning creatures from around her body.. at least from around her hips anyway. "get off me!"

She spins grinding her hips trying to dislodge any further invaders from around there as she tugs on ehr arms.. only to find her arm getting woven into her hand behind her back.. allmost like a makeshift arm binder out of her bright pink hair.. Yelp a bit her tugging cuaseing her hair to tug upon her skull.. she reaches back with her other hand trying to free her bound arm..

"Stop this!!" she growls in her allmsot clear and pritty. Even as she does she feels them contune to oogle her breasts.. her head getting slightly tugged back at the tugging of her hair in that.. arm binder braid.

As Amanda was screaming for the pixies to stop, two of them used the opportunity to attack in yet another way. Having now looted the store of fruits and vegetables, they were now flying at her mouth at top speed, trying to shove a pear they were carrying between them into her mouth as she shouted. Surely that would quiet her, should they be successful.

Meanwhile, another group of pixies were busy fighting with her remaining arm. Just as she struggled with loosening the braid-cuff they had made, so did they try to entangle the other one in a similar arrangement. It was tricky work, even for someone as deft and swift as the little dragonfly winged devils. It was an open question. Would Amanda loosen her hand, or would she just be entangled further?
Of course, with attacks from all sides, the pixies had the advantage in the longs run, but right now, she had at least managed to squash a few between herself and the counter. They would recover soon, but right now, there was a few less pixies in the equation.

Not that the fay minded the battle. With Amanda struggling as she was, her pert breast were bouncing even more, something pronounced further by her arching back as she reached behind her. Her perky mounds were now free of her bra, the underwear now just serving as a lower frame.

Growls as she contunes to struggle with her assalignets... her orbs bounceing a bit with her struggles as she twisted this way and that in attempts to free herself or at least make it harder with them

Even as she trys to free her other hand.. having.. seeminly only made it easer for them she finds her other arm getting bound next to her first one behind her arm.. only further arking her chest out in her struggles. Tugging upon her arms only brings a swifter pain from her head as she tugs at her own pink silken locks.

As she opens her mouth to yell at them again she spots the pair carrying that pear right for her head.. she trys to duck to advoid the pair.. but that jsut causes her to tug more upon her hair as her arms tense within there silken embrace.

Her bosy starting to glisten from her own sweat from her motions and struggles as she trys to break free from these pesky little monsters... Her head comeing around as she trys to head butt the creatures that were aiming from her head.. though given it wouldnt be a very strong one considering the way her arms were bound within there ever tightening embrace of her hair.

The headbutt might not be very strong, but it was at least enough to make them loose hold of the pear. Cursing in the pixie tongue, the two dropped the fruit to the floor.
How long that would help was uncertain. Several others could be seen carrying similar ordinance, strawberries, apples.. A pair seemed to be busy smearing a banana in ice cream. Exactly what they planned with that was probably not too good.

Cheers went out as the pixies had scored a victory. Both hands were now bound. The pretty pink locks, no doubt her pride and joy, were now her prison. It might not be much of a comfort right now, but if nothing else, the pixies were good at weaving and braiding. Although the knots were elaborate, they were not impossible to get loose washout resorting to scissors. Doing so without help though.. that was another story.

"Yay! We made you pretty braids!"

There was one other obstacle present still. "Everyone! Get her panties off! I want to see her pretty pussy!"

Suddenly, the pixies were swarming in front of Amanda, trying to get hold of the panties.

Would cheer for her small victory as the pair holding the pear, drop the thing to the floor.. she turns more against the counter top trying to dislodge more of the pesky flying creatures.

"I said stop this i dont want no pritty braids that i didnt make myself!" she allmost mewls in dispair.. her arms seeming fermly enbedded within her silken hair at this point as its wolven tightly about her arms in that arm binder.. keeping her nicely pinned.. chest arked out from the tightness.

Her eyes widening at the assorted creatures and what fruit they might be gathering to fly at her next... just as she turns she hears the cheer to attack her panties... she trys to bolt back.. at least if she can get next to a wall or something she should be able to keep herself pressed against it to stop them.. but.. getting there before they did anything... She turns and starts to move toward the closest wall.. intentl on pushing herself against it.. if she got that far.

The pixies seemed to thank that was a lot of fun too, even if a few were thrown off by her sudden movement. Several were flying around her, or following her. A couple of strawberries buzzed past her head.
Most of their cheer and shouts were to high pitched for a human to follow, but some was understandable. Mostly, it seemed they were really liking how her butt looked when she was moving, or praising her long legs. Quite a few seemed to endorse the effect of running on her bosom as well.

But running away was not going to be easy. "Tangleshots! Use tangleshots!"

With this, several of the pixies threw something looking like nuts, or maybe overgrown seeds. These were the tangleshots. They aimed for her feet, or the ground in front of them. As they hit the ground, they cracked open, unleashing several vines snapping at Amanda's legs. Tangleshots were something the pixies had invented, made to be thrown in order to ensnare prey.
If she got ensnared, she should probably be able to kick herself loose after a while, but keeping balance would be hard.

Allmsot growls in her movements as she trys to advoid the assorted flying fruit that flings at her head as the creatures go for her..

Her chest arked out as she trys to move away from the creatures.. bound arms keeping her arked and thrust out as she dashes for the wall.. though its ahrd to see.. but she hears them chating about the something shots.. but she doesnt see it.. or at least feel it until it too late.

Even as she gets close to the wall.. she finds suddenly she is running threw.. vines that where curling about the floor.. and about her ankles and shoes.. of course with how she is bound.. she finds herself falling forward with a grunt of pain as she crashes down onto her tummy.. legs struggling with the quickly curling vines.. arms still bound behind her back as she wriggles.