A woman, who before today was the most feared knight in all the kingdom.

Hilda stands before the goblins with her hands on her head as she slowly begins to twirl.

Her long, flowing hair has long since broken free of its fussy bun and spills over her shoulders, but not low enough to cover anything.

Her ample breasts remain housed in her very expensive and comfortable bra (she had it imported all the way from the gnomish kingdoms across the sea), although the cold (it HAS to be the cold...right?) has left both of her nipples standing at attention.

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 day.

Beneath it rests her most treasured possession, a pair of black spider silk panties - complete with an adorable little spider pattern. 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.

Hilda's stomach fills with butterflies as the goblins hoop and holler, apparently liking what they see. Her face gets even redder and her breathing gets a little ragged as she completes the turn.

"Okay, I did what you asked. So you'll let me go now, right?"

The goblin just looks back at Hilda and smiles.