They put on a show

"Let's really give them something to remember," Hilda whispers to Hunk as she kisses him again and gives his tool one more good pull.

She turns to face the crowd, giving Hunk an eyeful. Hilda's dress has gotten worse. The large 'V' of exposed flesh on her back has turned into a 'U' that now exposes all of her back and the top 2/3rds of her squeezable ass.

"Our prize has gotten himself dirty. Let's clean him up!" Hilda shouts, raising her arms and causing a few more feathers to fall off her dress. "Someone get some soapy water and a sponge!"

In an instant, several woman scatter to gather the supplies, fighting and pushing each other for a chance to participate. Soon, three rush up to the stage with the necessary material. They're all dressed in matching uniforms, and appear to be from the inn closest to the square. There's a short, busty redhead, a tall and lanky blonde one, and a silver-haired surprisingly chubby half-elf. Their boss would likely be angry that the three had ditched work, if she wasn't also in the crowd drooling as she leered at Hunk.

"Excellent!" Hilda smiles wickedly as she looks them over. "You three will do nicely." They all giggle as Hilda turns back towards Hunk, inadvertently flashing her increasingly exposed body to the crowd. More feathers have fallen off of what used to be called a dress. The hole on the back has spread down and out, eating up the sides and making its way to the front.

The front of Hilda's dress now looks like an 'X', with only a couple of triangular patches covering her breasts and crotch remaining, along with a thin strip over her jiggly little belly that still connected them together. A few outer threads along the seems help to keep the skeletal remains of the outfit from disintegrating, but who knows how much longer they'll last...