Snatch the Queen's crown.

I reach down and snatch the crown off the Queen's head. It's the work of a moment. She gasps, and her hands fly to her blonde hair. "Pixies! Defend me!"

I tense, expecting the pixies to descend on me, but nothing happens. They float around the young man tied to the slab, whispering to each other, waiting for something to happen. The Queen puts her hands on her hips and says "I am the Queen, you know!"

Might as well test this out.

"Pixies," I say in a loud voice. "Give me that blonde woman's dress."

"What? Oh - no - aaah!"

The blonde woman isn't wearing anything under her dress. Her tits are smaller than mine and her hips are skinnier. I smile as I emerge from my hiding place, clad in a crown and a dress made out of a single green leaf.

"Well, well, well," I say. "Let me see if I've got this straight. Whoever has the crown gets to be Queen of the Pixies. That used to be you. Now it's me."

The blonde woman covers herself and scowls. "It's not fair! I won that crown all by myself!"

"And you used it to terrorise the villagers. Why think so small?" I leer at her while she squirms and blushes, stark naked and surrounded by giggling pixies. Not to mention that young man she was tormenting. "It's your fault I had to walk all through the forest with no clothes on. Well. Now we'll see how you like being at someone else's mercy."