Modest Skirt ---> Lacy Black Panties

I think for a moment or two about sluts, whores, and what I think makes them sexy. Naturally, my mind drifts back to the female "professors" of my school, and their habits, and I'm inspired.

I'm struck with indecision, though. To target the armor or the skirt? Fuckit, eeny-meeny-ca-mel-toe: Skirt it is! A tap of the appropriate keyphrase, and I once again watch her highness change before my eyes as 'Modest Skirt' is replaced with 'Lacy-Black Panties.'

Before Arma does anything, I'm shocked as the castle corridor shifts drastically, a red carpet filling in the floor beneath me as tapestries drape themselves from the wall to my right, their counterpart on the other side collapsing into itself in several places to form a series of tall floor-to-ceiling windows.

Then Arma changes.

The Princess' knees slide together. Her right hand slips up onto its matching knee as she stops leaning forward and straightens her back out. Her left hip is cocked up into the air as, finally, her skirt darkens to black and retreats into itself until it's clearly become a set of panties, albeit barely visible beneath her armor. Curiously, her armor itself seems to sprout the mentioned lace: It works its way into the trimming all along every edge and even her sleeves. Finally, her smile thins out and becomes... subtler, her face more mature.

I would definitely believe you now if you told me this was a woman willing to have sex for cash. And I'd bet she'd do it a lot too if I didn't know she was a princess, given how expensive her outfit should be on a whore's dime, heh.

Well. That was fun, and... maybe a little concerning, with the way the world around me shifted as well. But I'm still fine, so... what next?

(princess-whore, pink hair, braided hair, innocent expression, tilted head, one hand forward, kneeling forward on one knee, plate armor, lacy-black panties, tiara, inside a castle hallway)