The Tower

The gypsy can barely contain herself when the next card appears.

Hilda just stares right at it as its magic toys with her. She's utterly unable to resist now that she's lost most of her mental and physical strength, and even coos in pleasure a little at the sensation the spell is having on her newly emptied head. "Is it... like, a good one?"

The gypsy struggles to suppress a grin as her accomplices rush back to Hilda. One unbuttons her shirt while the other works on her pants. Hilda ignores them both, offering no resistance as her shirt and pants are stripped right off her body.

"I'm afraid it's a warning," the gypsy says. "If you continue on the current path, then calamity will befall you!"

"OH NO!" Hilda wails, shaking in her chair as greedy hands unclasp her very expensive and comfortable bra (she had it imported all the way from the gnomish kingdoms across the sea). "Isn't there, like, something I can do?!"

The gypsy gawks at her airheaded victim as one of her accomplices steals Hilda's brassiere, liberating her slightly saggy, but quite nice, breasts from their silky prison.

All the noblewoman has left now is her lovely leather corset and a too-small pair of black spider silk panties - complete with an adorable little spider pattern that made the nearly nude knight's ass look even lovelier (they were Hilda's most treasured possession and she had gone to absurd lengths to obtain them).

"You must divest yourself! Of everything!" The gypsy says as the other carnies start to unlace Hilda's corset. "Or else you are dooooooomed!" She wiggles her fingers for extra emphasis.

Hilda shakes in terror, her hands flying to her face as her corset is undone and slipped off her, causing her previously hidden and rather flabby tummy to spill out. "I... I don't wanna be dooooooooomed!" Hilda responds in kind, standing up to make it all the easier for her to be parted from her precious panties. "I'll, like, do whatever it takes to stop it 'n stuff!" She says as her lovely underwear is slid down her legs, exposing a rather furry and unkempt bush.

"In that case, you must act fast," the gypsy says as Hilda lifts one leg and then the other, so the thieving carnies can relieve her of the last of her clothes.

"I'll, like, be the most fastest ever!" Hilda perkily proclaims jumping up and down in excitement, and giving everyone quite a show of her naked, untoned, and very jiggly body. "But... um..." The bubbly girl leans in close to the gypsy, a blush spreading across her face. "What does 'de-vest' mean?"

"Don't worry about it," the gypsy says with a wicked grin. "I'll help you with it after this next card..."