A woman, who before today was the most feared knight in all the kingdom.

You stand before the goblins with your hands on your head and slowly begin to twirl.

Your long, flowing hair has long since broken free of its fussy bun and spills over your shoulders.

Your ample breasts remain housed in your very expensive and comfortable bra (you had it imported all the way from the gnomish kingdoms across the sea), although the cold (it HAS to be the cold...right?) has left both of your nipples standing at attention.

Below that is your leather corset, which the merchant told you was made from genuine minotaur (it isn't). Whether you wear it to keep your tummy under control or simply because you like the feeling of additional support is a discussion for another day.

Beneath it rests your most treasured possession, a pair of black spider silk panties - complete with an adorable little spider pattern. They were meant for a much slimmer woman than you, which had the unintended effect of making your butt look even shapelier, but you loved the way they feel, and you don't even want to start on what you had to go through to get them in the first place.

Your stomach fills with butterflies as the goblins hoop and holler, apparently liking what they see. Your face gets even redder and your breathing gets a little ragged as you complete your turn.

"Okay, I did what you asked," you say to the leader. "So you'll let me go now, right?"

The goblin just looks back at you and smiles.