Hilda's going down

The first thing Hilda noticed was that her sword was getting heavier, and with its magic enchantments, that wasn't supposed to happen. It was supposed to be perfectly weighted for her physicality, with some exceptions. Hilda dropped the sword as she raised her hand to her head, her vision swirling. "This is where the fun begins, lass." She heard the fairy say as she fell against the railing.

Hilda's helmet fell over her face as her head became too small to hold it up. Her armor became heavier and heavier as she fell to her knees, he gloves slipping off her hands and her boots falling to the side. The knight tried in vain to crawl toward the pirates, her plate armor falling off in pieces and being left behind her. She felt the armor she had to squeeze into before fall loose and hang off of her rapidly shrinking torso. She reached out desperately for the fairy as her hand retreated into her sleeve and her helmet fell onto the deck. Soon, she was buried inside her armor and clothes, drowning in the massive pile of cloth.

The pirates just stood there and watched as the plus-sized knight retreated into her armor, leaving a sagging set of chainmail and cotton on the ground where she stood. "Is she... still there?" The dwarf asked, genuinely concerned.

Rey just smiled, silently counting down on her fingers. As she sped past one and closed her hand to a fist, all four ladies heard a high-pitched screaming from inside the pile of clothes. A small lump started weaving its way through the heavy material before slinking out of the right sleeve. Hilda, now the size of one of her childhood dolls and completely naked, was clutching onto one of the pins from her shirt like a sword as she stumbled out into the light. Laughing at her disorientation, Rey hovered down to the deck before marching over to the shrimpy soldier, her boots clacking against the wood, and getting right up in her face. "Aye, this is a much more even match for swordswomen, wouldn't ye say?"

"You brigand! What have you done to me?!" Hilda cried, alternating between holding out her needle defensively and covering her breasts and tummy.

"I've just brought ye down to an even playing field. As a student of the blade, I couldn't abide a combatant having such an advantage in a sword fight."

"You brought me down like this to give yourself an advantage?! You fiend!"

Rey leaned forward and smiled. "I weren't referring to meself." The fairy, her coat billowing behind her, pulled out a red-painted rapier and bowed to the diminutive Hilda. "Have at ye, landlubber!"