She sells her underwear.

Marie frowns, but nods. “You’ll get your wish you pervert.” She hands over the gold, then holds out her hands. “Give me the bikini so I can go change somewhere.”

The blacksmith shakes his head. “Not so fast. I ain’t letting you have a chance of stealing that. Give me the robes and underwear first. Full payment, then you get the bikini.”

Marie is shocked. “Absolutely not! I won’t be stripping naked for your amusement!”

The blacksmith shrugs. “Then I guess you’ll just have to figure things out then. Good luck in the poison forest, mage.”

Marie is furious. He can’t seriously expect her to do this! But…she needs this bikini, regardless of how humiliating it will be. She will get past this. Once she’s done she can put this in the past.

She nods slowly. “Fine…you’ll get your show. But don’t expect me to like it.” Marie reaches to the bottom of her robe, and pulls it up, revealing her sexy legs and her knee high boots. She hesitates, then pulls it over her waist. She blushes, her panties now available. They aren’t sexy by any means, but it doesn’t make her feel that much better, knowing where this is going.

She pulls it up further, then yanks it over her chest and up over her head. She hands it over quickly, her free hand over her bra covered boobs, which jiggle slightly from removing the robe.

Marie looks up at the blacksmith. “Could you not watch so intently? It’s very degrading…”

He shrugs. “Let’s just say it’s part of the price.”

Marie sighs, then reaches behind her back…but stops. “You really need me to do this here? What if someone walks in?”

He shrugs, “Guess they’ll get a show too.”

Marie decides to go quickly, just in case. She unclasps her bra, fumbling it and dropping it to the ground, as her large breasts bounce free. “Oh!” She squeaks, as she covers her breasts with her arm.

The blacksmith smiles. “Come on, don’t be a prude, let me see them…”

Marie shoots him a **** glare, and moves her free hand down to her panties. She slowly tugs them down, as she wiggles her hips. Eventually, the panties slide free, falling to the ground. She covers her pussy with her hand. “There, I’m done. Now hand over the bikini.”

He leans back. “Hand over the underwear first.”

Marie sighs, and reaches down. She grabs the bra and panties in one hand, leaving her pussy uncovered as she hands them over. The blacksmith takes his time grabbing them, enjoying the clear view of her shaved pussy.

Marie finished the handoff, then reaches for the bikini, but the blacksmith pulls it away. “Not so fast, girl. One last thing I need…”