They oblige

Hilda trembles in fear and arousal as she looks up at the three women.

Oh gods! W-why did I say that?! W-what if they reject me or-or w-worse?!

Her heart beats faster as her mind begins to reel.

Why am I telling everyone about my dirty fantasies? Ever since that witch cursed me... wait a second...

But before Hilda can contemplate the obvious, she gets her response.

"Well... I guess we could..." says the noblewoman in sarcastic tone. She's obviously turned on by this string of events, so much so she doesn't even bat an eye as the milk maid unclasps her fine silk dress, exposing her beautiful (and expensive) black lingerie.

"You can be our slave, but only if you're a good pussy licker," the bar wench says as she lifts her own dress over her head, exposing a very tight corset... and no panties!

"I... I can try," Hilda says as she licks her lips and runs her hands up the wench's thighs.

The rowdy crowd whoops and hollers as the once-mighty, renowned Hilda Brandt throws herself into this latest slutty task.

I can't believe I'm doing this!

Her enthusiasm and embarrassment are obvious to everyone present as she starts to lick and kiss the lowly common woman's hairy snatch, its brown bush glistening in the light as sweet-smelling dew starts to collect on it.

"Oooooh!" The wench says as she grabs her equally undressed companions to steady herself. "Th-this one's definitely a keeper!"

Hilda's lusty nature starts to rub off on the crowd as more and more people start paying less attention to her, and more to each other. The clothes start slip and slide off, pooling in the street as more and more people are inspired by the disgraced slut's example and decide to give in to their carnal desires.