The Witch gets suspicious?

The woman turned around and bent over to search her bag. A perfect opportunity to attack, if you could fucking move!
"You aren't planning on attacking me again aren't you?" she asked as she did.
Fuck. She knew. Saggy titted whore must have been a mind reader. "Of course I am" you answered.
"Ech. I like your sense of humour. But still - please don't."
You felt another bind of compulsion wrap you Don't attack her!. Fuck here goes your plan to get free.
"Here." She said as she pulled a small bundle from the bag. "I found the clothes for you, although I'm not sure they will fit."
She handed you two pieces of clothing.
"It's just my t-shirt and a skirt I wear to a gym sometimes. They are quite stretchy and baggy so I hope they'll fit. Try them on."
Put on the clothes and your body moved against your will again.

You first put on the shirt. It looked way to small for you but magically when you put it on it stretched to fit your torso, it was incredibly thin, and even with it on every single muscle of yours was still clearly visible.

Same thing with a skirt. It wasn't tied with a string, instead it stretched around your legs, it reached to just bellow your knees. It had no slit and it did restrict your movement significantly. So that was her plan - keep you hobbled.

The Witch took a long look at you, measured you from head to toes ... and licked her lips? You weren't sure but. Maybe?

"Well. You seem ok, so I'll be going, once again - sorry for tazing you! You can keep the clothes. They do look amazing on you!" you could hear a strange note in her voice "Sorry I couldn't do anything about the shoes. Be careful where you step!" be careful where you step!

With that said The Witch turned around and started walking away.

Active compulsions: Don't attack again, don't move, be careful where you step