Squats, with one or two twists...

"I did tell you already that I work out, right? I know you're a ripped dude- for a goblin, I mean- but I don't think there's any kind of exercise you could show me that can give me the results I need to impress these guys... Still, I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt." The princess crossed her arms and nodded with a gracious smile. "If you show me a really good technique, I'll even let you and your kobolds leave my tower alive! I'm a demon, but I'm also super honorable."

"Honor, yes. That's a word for it." Balzhak barely avoided blowing a raspberry, the word felt so ridiculous coming out of his mouth. "How about ridiculously gullible? I've seen goblin wenches with more street smarts than this girl...!" Thinking this to himself, the goblin placed both hands behind his head, spread his legs, and then dipped his knees out to other side. The odd pose seemed especially ridiculous, when practiced by that otherwise suave, wealthy creature. "Squats. It's that simple. I've even read a comic book where the strongest superhero in the world gains his powers through this regimen." The goblin effortlessly performed a few more squats, keeping his fingers clenched behind his slicked hair and smiling, as if to encourage her that the results were there, even if she didn't see them.

"He's the strongest superhero in the world?! Just from squatting?!"

"... I mean, I said it was just a comic, but yes." The goblin couldn't help himself but correct the faulty logic in her exclamation. "Now, the next step is to get out of that skirt and blazer. You can't very well work out in those. My kobold girls couldn't, that's for sure... tell her, Xyss-Siss."

"Oh, yeah, definitely not. You'd tear the ssssssskirt right into two." The kobold wore a regretful frown, as though recalling a time she'd accidentally split her skirt in that very fashion.

Oda puffed out her cheeks in annoyance... If the wardrobe was going to be a problem, he should have said so! She could have changed in one of the rooms on the way down. "Yeah, well, now I've got to march all the way back upstairs and get into my work-out clothes, you goofy Goblin Guru! Could have mentioned that earlier!"

The Goblin Guru sighed, then motioned as if pointing to a watch again, raising one eyebrow and looking in the direction of his camerawoman. The kobold shrugged and stuck her tongue out in a dull expression that showed she had no idea what he was talking about. "Yes, I just conferred with my crew," the goblin began, finally ceasing the squats to cross both hands behind his back. "We simply do not have time for that. If you want to take advantage of my expert tutelage, you're simply going to have to take off your clothes. We're all adults here, Princess. My viewship is used to seeing bikini models on my show all the time. Is your underwear skimpier than a bikini? It's nothing to worry about at all then, is it?" His words flew a mile a minute, using the same logic he'd used to convince girls all across the galaxy that they had no reason not to take off their clothes on camera.

The princess felt herself sweating bullets at the unexpected pressure. "Wait... Wait! Okay, um... I'm... I'm not doing squats in my underwear for your show...!"

The goblin siiiiiighed. He sighed as deeply as he could, then opened one eye, making sure Xyss-Siss saw the gesture. As she continued to stupidly flap her tongue out of her mouth, he realized she'd missed the cue to begin sighing as well. "Ah, the poll results show that you're a very popular guest star already, Oda... Oh, but shoot... When you refused just now, the numbers started dropping. Sheesh... I guess the audience thought you were a proud, confident princess with a very athletic- yet erotic- adult body who would be eager to work with me to show them perfect exercise technique in a fitting display for this, my thousandth show. I guess I'll just end my thousandth show with the disappointment of a cowardly princess who's afraid of her chubby belly on my broadcast."

He'd been fishing for either Oda's pity, her indignation at the insults, or perhaps just her confusion under a bevvy of passive-aggressive, argumentative dialogue. Some part of it worked; the princess began unbuttoning her blazer hesitantly. "Geez... You're my guest and you're making me save your show? You're really needy, Goblin Guru," she chuckled, smiling despite the glow of her face, which was increasingly much more red than her eyes. "B-But if your viewers want to see my sexy body that much, I won't deny them that. It's up to the strong to be gracious, right?"

"That's copyright infringement you-" Balzhak growled, pointing his finger in an accusatory way, before clearing his throat and stifling himself. "Princess, please, avoid saying any of my Lessons for the Lesser without attributing them to me. I number them. I trademark them. It's a whole thing."

"... I mean, you didn't come up with that, right? It's just a cool thing people say-"

"Strip, Princess!"

Pouting again, the princess gave him a "fine, fine," then peeled off her blazer easily enough, revealing her button-up white dress shirt, part of the disguise she'd assembled for the sake of blending in as a kobold. Together with her mini-skirt, they made her look like a sexy workplace intern or someone just entering the workforce...

Rarely had the goblin had such a pretty girl- demon nobility, at that- strip down on his show for the promise of... basically nothing. He thought this was a good lesson for his audience, in terms of doing a lot with a little. He nodded, indicating for her to continue.

The embarrassing part came next... the princess' cheeks reddened as she unzipped her pencil skirt down the hip, then began to wiggle it from her waist down to pool at her ankles. The shirt still covered her at this point, but her shapely, toned legs were revealed... her tan skin ended at about the upper thighs, showing off her natural, pale complexion. "I think I could probably exercise in this-"

"Really, Princess? Your numbers are dropping again..."

"Geeeez, you pushy goblin! Who ever heard of a goblin forcing a demon princess to strip?!" Still, she complied, unbuttoning the shirt while tilting her nose up proudly and trying hard not to look at the camera focused on her... When she was done, she shrugged the garment off from her slender shoulders, revealing a black sports bra. The compression of the bra couldn't hide the womanly gifts she'd grown into lately, plus, it ended at about her upper rib-cage, allowing a great view of her toned abdomen. Even if the princess wasn't as strong or noble as she claimed to be, she still had a body goblins would go crazy for. The full look at her farmer's tan would do it for some and make others think she ought to suntan a bit more thoroughly or else, not at all.

"... You should really tan more thoroughly or else, not at all. Goblins don't tan, but evidently, you do, so... don't half-ass it."

"W-Would you quit critiquing my appearance already?! This isn't about that, right?!" The princess was getting fed up with being insulted by a creature that most demons would send out to dance around in the forest just outside of the starting village in an RPG. With the shirt off, not only was her upper body exposed, but the audience would even see where her pantyhose terminated around her belly, as well as the cute pink panties she was wearing underneath, fitting tightly to her plump caboose. She threw both hands over the lap again in embarrassment, then kicked off her shoes.

"Very good. Begin the squats."

The princess' eyes widened, as though she'd perhaps forgotten she promised to do squats while dressed like this. With her lower lip quivering in embarrassment, she bent her knees, keeping her hands crossed at her lap, then came back up. It wasn't much of a workout.

"... Did you watch my demonstration. Do you remember where my hands were?" The goblin ran a thumb along his chin and smiled as Oda moved her hands from her lap to rest behind her head, then clenched her fists together there. "Good. And my legs?"

"... I-I mean... You weren't dressed this way, that's not really fair!"

The Curse of Bullying was too powerful... the goblin could feel himself getting way too into it, as he watched the princess' pretty eyes and cute frown glare back at him. "Power, my Princess! If something seems illogical, just do it! The reason you're not powerful yet is you're sticking to the slow lane... Cut around all of the other cars and enter the express lane! Do the unexpected!"

Just as the Goblin Guru was caught up in the curse, the princess was caught up in his motivational speaking. "I don't even know what an express lane is!" she protested but obeyed anyway, spreading both legs as she went down into another squat. She saw the kobold gulp, then run around to reposition the camera to get the best shot of the strangely erotic workout. Oda frowned deeply as she went up and down in what felt like a very standard squat routine, only dressed more inappropriately than usual. "I... I don't feel like this is making me stronger..."

"Then you won't be stronger."

"H-Huh?"

"You have to believe in it. Believe in it from your very heart, Princess, or it won't work." He knew that sunk cost fallacy would be kicking in about now... Oda just needed a little push to keep believing that her exercise was paying off. The worse her humiliation got, the more she'd be spurred on by the idea that, ridiculous as it seemed, it had all been worth it.

"Hey, um, you're right! Actually I feel those um... those muscles getting really strong!" The white-haired demon did her best to smile as her real feelings showed clearly on her red face, which was hot not only with the exertion of exercise, but also embarrassment. "You know the uh... The important muscles."

The goblin grinned, feeling the rush of humiliating Oda that only the curse could provide. "The glutes?"

"Y-Yeah, whatever those are! I'm going to show all your viewers how powerful my glutes have gotten, then none of them will want to challenge me!"

"... You might be surprised!" The goblin couldn't hold it in any longer; he snickered into his fist, feeling his glasses nearly fall from his face as he tilted his head down to hide the gesture as though it had been a cough. He adjusted the spectacles again, then smiled sympathetically. "Oh, these are just regular squats you're doing, though. They aren't any different at all."

Oda's eyes widened and her small fangs showed in an angry scowl. "W-What do you mean?! You tricked me?!"

"Of course not. We just haven't begun the lesson proper yet. There's another addition we need to make."