Clothing Swap with King K. Rool

Lucina looked down at herself and gasped. While a moment ago she had been wearing her usual royal blue cloth tunic and pants, now she was... naked. She could see her bare stomach, her small A-cup breasts and little pink nipples, and the small blue fuzz right above her slit.

For a moment she just stood there, looking down at herself in shock. Then she heard her father ask, "Lucina? Is everything alright?"

Then her brain caught up. She was stark naked. In front of her father.

Lucina let out a shriek and covered her breasts with one arm while cupping her crotch with the other. As she moved her limbs to shield herself, she felt something brush against her back.

My cape! she thought, I still have it! Maybe I can...

She reached behind her back to try and use the cape to help cover herself, but quickly realized even that wouldn't help. For some reason, her cape was now far shorted than it used to be, so short that it barely even covered her shoulder blades. It was clear that it would be little better of a covering than her hands were.

"Lucina!" Chrom said, setting down his coffee mug to approach Lucina, "What's wrong?"

"Look away!" Lucina shouted, her face growing hot with shame, "I... I'm n-n-n..."

"You're what?" Chrom asked, thoroughly confused.

Seeing that people were beginning to stare at her, Lucina whispered, "I'm... n-n-naked..."

Chrom blinked, "I don't understand... you aren't naked. You have your cape and crown on."

Lucina's mouth gaped open in shock. She knew her father could be dense at times, but how could he not get what she was talking about?

"Father!" she hissed, "My... my privates are on display!"

"Oh..." Chrom said, before sheepishly saying, "Well, you never had a problem with it before. Why are you acting so self-conscious all of a sudden?"

"Why am I...?" Lucina started to say, but words failed her. Why was her father so calm about this? She knew him well, and the Chrom she knew would be flustered as all hell around any naked woman. Why wasn't he freaking out like she was?

Come to think of it, why wasn't anyone freaking out about this? Looking around the common room, she could see other fighters staring at her, but none of them looked as shocked as she thought they would be at the sight of a naked young woman. Sure Fox and Falco weren't really human, so she could understand why they might not mind, but even they wore clothes, and thus had some sense of modesty. And Red was close to her age, but he only gave her a brief glance before returning to the TV. And the Villager didn't even seem to notice anything was wrong...

…Actually, that was pretty normal for them. But no one else was-

Lucina's blood ran cold as she saw King K. Rool... or more accurately, what the overweight crocodilian was wearing. It was her outfit. The cape, the boots, the tunic... he had them all on, and even stranger, they actually fit his bulk. He even had her tiara atop his brow rather than the cartoony pointed crown he normally wore. And hanging from a scabbard attached to his belt was...

"Falchion!" Lucina exclaimed. Momentarily forgetting her nudity, she stomped up to the large reptile wearing her clothes and declared, "That's my sword! Give it back!"

K. Rool looked down at her with his giant bloodshot eye, and put a scaly hand on the hilt of the sacred blade, growling, "What are you talking about, girl? This is my sword. Now get lost before I cut you down with it."

Not intimidated by the aggressive pirate king, Lucina said, "No. I don't know what trickery you've pulled K. Rool, but as Falchion's rightful owner I demand that you give it back to me!"

"Or what?" K. Rool spat back, "A little thing like you doesn't scare me. You can pull out all the crazy gadgets in the world, but in a straight swordfight you're no match for me."

"Gadgets...? What...?" Lucina was confused. She remembered saying more or less that exact line to K. Rool when he got aggressive with her the first time they met. What was going on here?

Lucina felt a hand gently rest on her bare shoulder, and was instantly reminded about her current state of dress. She looked back at her father, covering herself with her hands again in shame.

"Let it go, Lucina," he said, "Even if that Falchion was the one from our world, it wouldn't cut anything in your hands."

"Y-Yes it would!" Lucina said, "Father, something's wrong. K. Rool has my clothes, and Falchion, a-and..."

Chrom frowned, "No he doesn't... he's dressed the same as he always is. Lucina, maybe you should get some rest. You aren't thinking straight."

"I don't need rest, Father, I need-" Lucina came to a realization, "Clothes... I need clothes!"

Doing her best to cover herself, Lucina ran out of the common room, her hands covering her chest and crotch as she did so. She could feel everyone's eyes on her backside as she left, but with nothing left to cover it with she accepted that her pert little butt would be on display for everyone to see. In her haste to get out of the room, she walked right past Wario, not noticing that he was covering his mouth not out of shock, but in a **** attempt to avoid laughing at her predicament.

Thankfully it wasn't a long trip to her room, and she didn't encounter anyone else on the way, save for an equally naked Peach running in the opposite direction towards the common area. Not concerned about the dinosaur seeing her naked, Lucina hardly gave it a thought as she uncovered her breasts long enough to grab the handle of her door and open it, slamming it shut behind her the moment she was safely inside.

Of course, things couldn't ever be easy for the crown princess of Ylisse. Her mother... Robin was laying on her bed, reading a book in her pants and undershirt. Upon hearing the door slam shut, she looked up from her tome and asked, "Lucina? What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"Moth- Robin!" Lucina gasped, feeling the heat of shame as she covered herself again, "Don't look! I'm not decent!"

Robin let out a small chuckle, "It's nothing I haven't seen before. Even if you didn't always dress like... hm..."

Robin frowned and looked over Lucina analytically. For a brief moment Lucina felt relief. Finally, someone other than her recognized that something wasn't right here.

"Dear, your crown fell off," Robin said, "Is that what's got you all flustered? Just grab one of your spares."

"No!" Lucina said in exasperation, "And it's not my... wait, spares?"

"Yes, spares. You know, this wouldn't keep happening to you if you used a proper throwing weapon." She stood up and walked over to her desk, "In fact, I actually have a couple of ideas for that I wanted to run by you..."

Ignoring the white-haired woman's oncoming lecture on weaponry, Lucina rushed over to her wardrobe and flung the door open. She felt her stomach drop as she saw the row of hangars that had nothing but little red shoulder capes on them, and the small pile of pointy gold cartoon crowns that were neatly arranged on the bottom of the wardrobe, like how she would normally arrange her boots.

"No... no, this can't be happening," Lucina said under her breath, "My clothes... where are my clothes?!?"

Robin looked over Lucina's shoulder into the wardrobe, "What do you mean? Your capes are right there."

"No, I mean my real clothes!" Lucina shouted, "My tunic, a-and my pants, and..."

She started to tear up. This wasn't right, none of this was right...

Robin furrowed her brow and sat back down on the bed, patting the mattress next to her, "Lucy, I can tell something's wrong. Why don't you sit down and tell me about it?"

Lucina nodded, "Okay... but, um..."

She looked over at Robin's black robe hanging from the desk chair, "Could I put that on first?"

Wario was barely able to contain his laughter long enough for the former sword-wielder to leave the room before he belted out in a loud, "WA HA HA HA!!!"

The swap went better than he could have possibly imagined! That uppity Marth fangirl was now stuck walking around in the nude with a baby-sized cape and crown. He couldn't wait to see how she fought dressed like that. She definitely wouldn't ever beat him again, that was for sure.

He noticed that most of the people in the room were staring at him oddly. He growled out a "Wa... what are you all looking at?" before making his way to the couch and plopping down next to Red.

He was just beginning to get into the Pokemon talent show that the Pokemon trainer was watching when he suddenly heard the loud clunking of boot-clad feet. Looking up, he saw the completely naked Peach running at breakneck speed across the room, a satisfied smile on her face. Making her way over to the coffee machine, she shot out her tongue and snatched up one of the donuts that were left out next to it, pulling it into her mouth. She swallowed it whole, then let out a cute little hum before beginning to do the same with the other donuts.

"Hey, hey!" Falco shouted, angrily making his way over to the woman, "Save some for the rest of us!"

"They're first come, first serve, Falco," Peach chirped happily, "And I got here first." She then continued lapping up donuts, letting out an adorable little "Blah!" each time she shot her tongue out.

As Falco began threatening to "yank that tongue right out of your head" and Fox tried his best to cool his hot-headed friend's temper, Wario kept his eyes locked on Peach's round little butt. Every time she stuck her tongue out, she would thrust it out adorably, making it almost look like she was twerking in slow-mo. And due to her state of undress, Wario got a glimpse of her pink little pussy every time, especially since Peach no longer felt the need to keep her legs pressed tightly together when she was standing.

Letting out a little snicker, he elbowed the Trainer sitting next to him and said, "Hey, check it out. Peach is putting on one heck of a show."

Red turned around to see Peach's backside for a moment, "Yeah, she's really scarfing down those donuts. Kind of reminds me of a Lickitung..."

"And that booty!" Wario said, "Lucky us, huh?"

Red gave him a look of bewilderment, "Uh... what? Why would we be lucky?"

"Cause we've got a prime view of her cute little butt," Wario said, "Damn, she sure lives up to her name, huh? I'd like to get a taste of that, if you know what I mean..."

Red grimaced, "Dude, gross. You really want to fuck a dinosaur?"

Wario blinked, "Wa? A dinosaur? But she..."

"Look, I don't know what kind of messed up stuff you're into, but I'm not interested in hearing about it. Keep it to yourself." Red turned back to the TV, and after a moment added, "And stay away from my Charizard."

Wario blinked. What the hell was wrong with this kid? He saw a naked woman slurping up donuts like a Yoshi and...

"Drat!" Wario hissed under his breath. That was the problem: Wario knew the truth, but as far as anyone else was concerned, Peach wasn't a sexy little woman, she was a dinosaur. Wario was thrilled at the idea of Mario finding Yoshi sexy, but in his excitement at ogling the naked Peach he forgot that the altered perception worked both ways: everyone else saw the original Peach in the same sexual light they would a Yoshi.

And he just admitted that he was aroused by the sight of her ass. Which to everyone else, really did make it sound like he wanted to fuck a dinosaur.

Trying his best to salvage the situation, Wario let out a nervous laugh, "Hehehe... I was just messing with you, kid. You know that, right?"

"Uh huh, sure," Red muttered, entirely unconvinced.

"D'oh no..." Wario groaned, putting a hand to his forehead. He really hoped this kid wasn't a gossip.

After hearing Lucina tell her story, Robin sat in silent contemplation for several moments. Eventually, she said, "It's so hard to believe. Ever since I first met you... the adult you, I mean, you've always fought mostly nude. Well, you had the butterfly mask too at first, but..."

"I still have my mask?" Lucina asked, clutching her mother's robes closer to her mostly nude body. Despite not being sure if this was actually her mother or not, it still made her feel safer than she had since all this started.

"Yes," Robin said, "Though nowadays you mostly keep it under your cape with the rest of your gear..."

Lucina looked at Robin in surprise, "What? But it's so tiny... how can I keep anything under there?"

"I don't really know," Robin admitted, "No one does, really. It's not magic any of us are familiar with. Miriel's head nearly popped trying to figure it out for herself..."

"Wait, the other Shepherds have seen me like this?" Lucina exclaimed. As if she couldn't be even more humiliated.

"Of course they have," Robin said, "It was a little weird at first, but everyone's used to your odd choice of attire by now. It helps that most of them still see you as our daughter rather than a... well, a woman. That doesn't stop your Aunt Lissa from teasing you about it sometimes, but you've never let it get to you before. In truth, at this point it's weirder for me to see you covering yourself up like this..."

"But I usually am covered up!" Lucina snapped, "Less than an hour ago I was wearing proper clothing! And I had Falchion! I don't know what happened, but someone must have... altered the timeline or something, I don't know. Whatever it is, this isn't normal. Please, you have to believe me!"

Robin didn't respond, merely looking over Lucina with a slight frown.

"You... You do believe me, don't you Mother?" Lucina whimpered.