Perfectly decent - happy ending?

Nicole reached the pedestal and grabbed what lay upon it, letting it fall down. It was the kind of dress one would expect a cult to have, ruffled and long-skirted, pretty plain, little femme for her tastes but still infinitely better than nudity. She gratefully slipped into it.

All at once she heard a voice surrounding her. The dress seemed to glow for a second, wind whipping up, reminding her that as decent as it was, she still lacked any underwear beneath it.

Chosen one! Thou hast attained thy vestment! Huraine honors you, do her will, enact her ritual and see her returned!

The wind faded, and Nicole took a cautious step forward. The dress looked normal again. She patted it down and decided to ignore the voice, finding her way out of the cave. That would be a no on helping that cult's goddess of chocolate, strawberries, sex, and leaving her naked until she went through an embarrassing ordeal in a cave.

Over the next few days, she adjusted. It took some explaining as to why she always wore a strange dress, though to her relief she could wear clothes over the top of it so long as they didn't touch her skin, so she might have ended up baring a bit more cleavage than usual, but she could wear her uniform. It was a little hot, but no big deal.

The dress didn't seem to get dirty either. Magic cult stuff probably. Nicole adjusted.

It was a couple of months later. She was on a lunch date with Waverly, trying out desserts, having forgotten most of why she now wore the dress everywhere. She'd tried to push it from her mind.

"Here you go," Nicole said. She dipped a strawberry in melted chocolate and offered it to her girlfriend. Waverly closed her eyes, taking a bite.

Nicole chuckled at her expression, and dipped a strawberry for herself in chocolate.

Unfortunately, her taking a bite was sufficiently close to the Sacred Ritual of Huraine and, while the chosen one was in the specially chosen vestment, served to reawaken the ancient goddess to return and change the world forever. Specifically, strawberry plants began to bloom with greater fervor, chocolate began to grow on trees, and her light descended upon her chosen one, deciding to unburden her of any need to wear the sacred vestment so she could serve Huraine more truly now.

So Nicole was naked again, a second after taking a bite. But at least she wasn't alone. In gratitude, Huraine also passed by all those some secret part of Nicole's mind wished to see join her in nude service to Huraine, being a number of the women of Purgatory (Waverly and Wynonna included) and several rather surprised celebrities.

It took a few years for them to fully adjust to Huraine's new world, but it wasn't as though there was any alternative.

All Hail Huraine.