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Chapter 87 by Wulfblade Wulfblade

Do you make an effort?

Of course! You're not about to let some clothes beat you!

You grit your teeth and decide to make an actual effort fiddling with the armor to get everything in its proper place, taking you a rather embarrassingly long time. Thankfully noone will ever know anyway.

The dust settles and the world begins moving again.

..dare!" Evellyn finishes exclaiming, before letting out a yelp borne out of your favorite cocktail of embarrassment, weariness and frustration, as she throws her arms across her exposed boobs and crotch with such a velocity she nearly flings herself off the box she's sitting on. Meanwhile the guard is perplexed, finding herself standing in Evellyn's entire outfit, and standing around looking a little dazed and trying to figure out whether this whole situation is some weird dream or not.

You wave her off, making shooing motions with your hand. "Alright, now bugger off." The guard starts stepping back, haltingly at first, before turning around and picking up speed towards the exit of the alley, thoroughly spooked and weirded out. It'll be interesting explaining where she got those clothes and what happened to her guard uniform.

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