“The requested payment is still due”

“Well, you did request she go in her underwear, and the shirt doesn’t qualify.”

Evellyn stares daggers at you, but you just shrug. “Obligations have to be fulfilled. Where would we be otherwise? Chaos, pure chaos!”

“As if there’s anyone more chaotic than you!”

“Hogwash, I’m very predictable - speaking of which, Vanessa? That shirt of hers has a lot of buttons. I think she’d better start undoing those soon, before it gets late.” You turn to the sorceress halfway into the sentence, and her lips curl in delight.

“I completely agree.” Vanessa moves her fingers around a little, like she’s puppeteering from a distance. Evellyn’s hands involuntarily begin undoing all the buttons on her shirt, before opening it up to expose her lace bra, peeling the shirt off her shoulders, and depositing the garment on the table.

“Okay now one more twirl.”

Evellyn’s body turns her around against her wil, hands over her head and her hips slightly girating, showing off her stylish underwear and garterbelt, as well as that enviable physique. She stops turning, and kicks her fallen pants off her ankles.