The rest of Hilda's wardrobe

Over the next few days, Milly sells off the last of Hilda's arms and armor, making a princely sum for herself even though she sold everything off for a fraction of its true value.

The noblewoman fails to notice, of course. Milly makes sure she stays pre-occupied with food and carnal pleasure. But with the last of all that 'old junk' (as the fox girl describes it) gone, Milly starts looking for other things to sell off. That's when she takes note of the rest of Hilda's wardrobe.

"For a woman who spent all her time acting tough and trouncing around in armor, she does have spectacular taste in clothes..." Milly chuckles as she goes through a massive walk-in closet filled with elegant dresses and other clothes.

Hilda moans from the other room as another orgasm overtakes her rapidly softening form.

"Ooooh... this one is beautiful!" Milly says as she pulls a silk gown off the wall and holds it in front of her petite body. "It's soooo pretty!"

Milly takes the dress and compares it to her own rather plain attire. Sure, the dress is too big for her now, but with a few alterations...

The fox girl steps out of Hilda's closet 30 minutes later dressed to the nines in the debauched noblewoman's finest clothes. She has taken a complete outfit for herself (even donning Hilda's spidersilk panties she had stolen weeks before) and looks like the new owner of Brandt Manor (which, she supposes, she basically is at this point).

A snip here and a tuck there was all it had taken to cut the staggeringly expensive clothes down to size (of course, she had basically ruined the dress in the process, but hey, there were plenty more were this came from!), and she still looked classy enough that most people would simply mistake her for a rich, if distant, cousin of Hilda's.

"How do I look girl?" Milly says as she struts confidently in front of Hilda, brazenly showing off the clothing she has just stolen from her.

"Wow!" Hilda gasps as the (now quite soft and chubby) woman sits up on her bed. "You look amazing!" The nude woman says, not realizing everything she sees has been taken from her. "That looks just like one I have!"

"That's because it was yours," Milly taunts, lording her ill-gotten gains over her subby, slutty victim. "But I figured you wouldn't mind if I had it."

The magically afflicted human looks at the foxy thief in utter bewilderment. "But... I really liked that dress..."

"And you can't fit in it any more," Milly taunts the confused knight. "Look at you! You've gotten so lazy and slovenly since I came here to help you!"

Hilda shrinks back from the tiny tyrant, tears starting to well in her now much rounder face.

"Look at you!" Milly teases, grabbing hold of Hilda's expanded, flabbier and softer belly, vigorously shaking it. The ticklish human laughs despite her best attempts. "This is what you do with the freedom I give you? Get fat and lay around all day?! I expected better than that from you!"

"But..." Hilda whimpers, using her last reserve of inner strength to keep from crying (c-cause big girls d-don't cry!). "You..."

"Oh, so you're going to try to pin this on me?!" Milly says in mock exasperation (this was all her doing after all). "Then I guess it's my job to whip you back into shape!"

A menacing grin spreads across the fox's face as the now soft and (pleasingly) plump and plush Hilda cowers in fear, a cookie in her hand.