They start taking

"Let's sheer this sheep," says the boss as the other three cheer. Hilda lets out a whimper as the half-elf starts pulling her pants down her an inch at a time.

Meanwhile, the chubby woman fusses with the rope tying Hilda up. She manages to loosen it, but only enough to give Hilda some wiggle room and not enough to escape.

With the rope loosened, it takes little effort by the half-elf to get Hilda's pants over her hips, and soon the expensive material is puddling around the knight's ankles, exposing her most treasured possession: a pair of black spider silk panties - complete with an adorable little spider pattern.

The average-looking one starts tugging on Hilda's shirt, and after a bit of a struggle, gets it off the captive woman.

The four thieves stand back to admire the situation.

Hilda, once the greatest knight in the land (at least by her reckoning), now stands tied to a tree in only her underwear. Her hair is a mess and cascades down to her shoulders.

Her breasts are covered by a very expensive white silk bra (she had it imported all the way from the gnomish kingdoms across the sea).

Below that is a leather corset, which the merchant told her was made from genuine minotaur (it isn't). Whether she wears it to keep her tummy under control or simply because she likes the feeling of additional support is a discussion for another time.

Beneath it rests that lovely pair panties. They were meant for a much slimmer woman than Hilda, which had the unintended effect of making her butt look even shapelier, but she loved the way they feel, and you don't even want to start on what she had to go through to get them in the first place.

"Okay, you got what you want. Now please just go away," begged Hilda, embarrassment burning across her face.

"Oh honey, we're not done yet," said the boss with a menacing smile.

The average-looking one starts fiddling with the straps of Hilda's bra. It comes off with a pop, exposing Hilda's hardening nipples to the air and causing her breasts to sag a little now that they've been robbed of their support.

The chubby thief is busy yanking away at Hilda's corset, pulling string after string until the device gives way and is pulled from her. Hilda's face turns even redder as her little belly bulges out, free from its prison.

"No worries honey," says the chubby thief, grabbing Hilda's flabby stomach and jiggling it. Hilda starts giggling uncontrollably, she's always been ticklish there. "Some guys are into girls with jelly bellies. Besides, this muffin top looks pretty cute on you."

Hilda's shame burns even brighter as the thieves tease her about this most sensitive issue. While that's going on, the half-elf yanks Hilda's panties down in one go, lifting the stunned knight's feet up one at a time to free the garment, and exposing her most intimate place.

"She's got a jungle down here!" Mocks the half-elf, as she tugs on Hilda's thick bush. "Think she's hiding anything in it?"

The thieves all laugh. Hilda starts trembling. She's naked and tied up, all of her physical imperfections on display to these armed and dangerous bullies, and worse still, she can't cover up in any way. She closes her eyes to fight back the tears.

Go away. Just please go away.