She strips Sally, for 'accurate' measurements

Tammy drags Sally into the back room and starts to theatrically take her victim's measurements, but then stops and tugs on Sally's puffy pantaloons.

"Um... if we're going to make sure the dress fits, you should probably take this off..." Tammy says as she starts to undo Sally's breeches.

"Oh!" Sally says in surprise as her milky white thighs (and lack of panties) are revealed. Her hands immediately fly to her thick, dense bush but are too small to cover it all.

"I mean, we really want it to fit right..." Tammy says as she secretly sniffs Sally.

"I g-guess that makes sense..." Sally says as she feels her face flush.

Tammy runs a measuring tape up the outside of Sally's thigh and lets her hand linger for a moment before she tugs on her victim's tunic. "Actually, we should probably get rid of this too... Can you lean forward?"

Without even thinking, Sally leans forward, making it easier for the halfling to slide it off her and expose the simple wrap covering her flat chest.

"This should go too," Tammy says as unravels the wrap, leaving Sally completely naked.

"B-but..." Sally starts to protest, the mighty, scary, imposing dom revealed as a shy, awkward, embarrassed girl. The cross-eyed cutie slaps one hand across her hard nipples and flat chest while the other futilely tries to cover up her fur-burger of a pussy.

Tammy smiles at the transformation. She loved seeing self-important big shots getting cut down to size (of course she didn't realize Sally had only become one of those due to Hilda's curse). She gathers up Sally's clothes and dumps them in a basket.

"Now let's get a good look at you..." the halfling orders.