What Happened to Biranta?

"On your marks, get set, go!" Biranta is thrust out of the shop with a sharp slap on her buttocks. She runs as first as she can, but she can't run too fast without her massive hooters giving her a black eye. She would hold them down, but her hands have ben tied behind her back with a pair of stockings. Almost immediately, Dexa and Tirralel pull ahead of her, taking much of the crowd with them. Unfortunately, there is apparently no shortage of perverts in the city and plenty are still left hanging around her.

Without thinking, Biranta runs in the opposite direction to the other naked elves, and away from the gaggle of people shouting "Look at those boobies!" behind her. She realises a second too late that this way leads to an even busier high street. Biranta stops just as she turns onto the large cobblestones of the street. People, travellers, peddlers, warriors and merchants of all types bustle around her. Her nudity attracts attention and more and more eyes train themselves on her. It's not like she can outrun them, maybe they'll be sympathetic.

"Um, could you help a lady out, I was attacked in my shop by a human mage. He stole my clothes." Biranta asks in the vague direction of some women in the crowd.

"A human bested you, an elf? Maybe you deserve to be humiliated like this."

"It all happened so fast, if I could just get some clothes I could-"

"I bet you're lying!"

"No, I'm not, I was just-"

"I bet you're a bored slut who delights in showing unseemly things to the public!"

"No, I'm not a slut, I own the best tailoring establishment in the city."

"Wouldn't a tailor have more clothes?"

"I do! I mean, I did, I mean, I was ambushed in my own shop and then he threw me out naked." Biranta could feel the situation getting worse, she looks around for an escape, but the crowd had formed a tight circle around her and now there was no way out.

"I don't think the best tailor in the city would allow herself to be defeated and thrown outside naked by a common human."

"I am a tailor, I have designed and dressed the whole royal family on multiple occasions, they've paid thousands for some of my gowns."

"So, if you met one of them they would recognise you immediately?"

"Well yes." Biranta suddenly felt concerned, not sure if she liked where this was going.

"Excellent! We'll take you to the palace and they can confirm your identity."

Biranta can barely shout her protestations before she is grabbed be three women and suddenly finds herself being pulled backwards by her wrist bindings in the direction of the palace.

"Can I gat least get some clothes first?"

No one seems to hear her.

After a very long time of being dragged through the streets naked with strangers pointing at her boobs, and calling her a harlot, Biranti finds herself face to face with the Captain of the Palace Guard.

"So, you're telling me you're a tailor for the royal family?" he says, clearly not believing her.

"Yes, I was attending to the Princess Tracia when I was attacked!"

The guard suddenly looked taken aback. "You mean to tell me that Tracia was attacked too?"

"Yes, that's what I've been trying to say!"

"You mean you let a foreign criminal in your shop and they attacked the princess under your watch!"

"No, they snuck in then they-"

"Enough, that is basically treason, lieutenant, take her to the stocks!"

"Please, there was nothing I could do, just let me go!"

Biranta screams and protests as she is put into the stocks, her bare bottom, complete with Raider's signature stamp, facing into the gathering crowd.