Maid’s outfit

Tsk, tsk, the lady’s made quite a mess of things by challenging you - not to mention all the articles of clothing she’s littering all over the place! She really needs to clean up after herself.

You set off in search of a suitable set of clothes, rushing through a number of buildings before coming across a uniformed young housemaid whom you helpfully relieve of all her clothes, leaving her behind in her underwear while you take your prize back to the plaza. Tossing away the garments you don’t feel you need, you dress the knight up in an apron. Just an apron. You do accessorize her a bit with cuffs, a feather duster, necktie and a coif, but nothing that could even charitably be called a piece of clothing.

You step back admiringly. Instead of a sword she’s now waving the duster around, the apron is so short and small it almost reveals her genitals, and is so tight around the top her prodigious bosom is straining against the fabric, nearly falling out the sides, nipples easily visible. Meanwhile from the back a prospective onlooker would get a full viewing of exposed skin, from the neck down all the way to the upper thighs. With a snap of your fingers time continues to flow, and the knight finished her sentence: "..you talking… about?" The knight’s incensed expression is swiftly punctured by at first a soft, wide-eyed gasp as the noblewoman looks down to inspect her new attire, and then a piercing, indignant shriek so loud it amazes you none of the nearby windows burst.

The lady drops the duster and flings her arms across all the exposed areas of her body, trying to stretch the tiny apron this way and that to get it to cover all the essentials, which it is only barely capable of doing. “H-how are you doing this?!!” She squeels.