Strip the bazaar

You take the woman by the back of the robes and give a mighty rip. She stands now, frozen in alarm, a tall, gorgeous black woman with a bubble of a butt and even bubblier breasts, concealed only in a pale blue-and-white-striped bra-and-panty set. The entire bazaar stops to take notice.

Taking her hand, you give her a spin, then draw her in close and dip her almost to the ground. She holds her breath, her lips parting. You pluck off her bra with your teeth, releasing a pair of boobs the size of grapefruits. You then flip her over your knee, drop her panties, and stamp her substantial ass.

"Attention, women!" Daisy announces. "You're all about to be stripped and humiliated in front of the fellas! Try to enjoy it."

And so kicks off the stripping frenzy. Women and girls are making haste to flee the scene, but none can flee too fast for the Raider. You run about in a beautiful dance, unwrapping women like presents. Each heavily veiled figure is a fresh surprise, though most of these surprises are hourglass-shaped black bodies that ripple deliciously as they scramble to run away.

What you don't see yet is a lone figure watching you from the top of a nearby building. Tall, lean, with a long, blonde ponytail, this figure packages her tight body in a distinctive red plate armor. She's a bounty hunter, tasked with tracking down and eliminating the Raider of Girls' Underthings, and judging by the mayhem below, she believes to have identified her target.