"strip her entirely naked"
I flicked my wrist as if throwing away the bra with my hand, at the same time the magic of the ring expanded Blutz's breasts. The already
strained undergarment reached it's limit and snapped at the back, launching it into the public.
Blutz's now more than F-cup breasts were immediately affected by gravity, as soon as her bra went her chest fell downwards and pulled at her
body. She gave a slight yelp, to everyone else it might have seemed like her breasts had always been that way and only took up so much more
space because they were released from a restricting prison, but she herself probably knew her own body.
Smiling at the helpful participant I reached into my sleeve and fished out Blutz's panties, she screamed again noticing she was now entirely
stripped.
I turned around to look at her, her eyes were red and her cheeks were wet from the tears, with a bit of an effort she was covering her nipples
and her crotch with her arms. Maybe it was the vulnerable pose, her toned arms hugging her female curves and accentuating them, or the
crying but Blutz seemed a lot more feminine to me, the butch neighborhood bully was replaced by a scared girl that just wanted to go home. I
started to feel sorry for her, but I kind of wanted the cute girl in the audience to like me so I kept going.
"Now, why is she naked?"
The girl grinned from ear to ear.
"Because she's a filthy slut, an indecent voyeuristic bitch"
"Why don't you- What's your name?"
"Alicia"
"Alicia, why don't you come up on the stage?"
I reached out my hand and she grabbed it so I pulled her on the stage.
"Now then" I said "Staci, did you hear that?"
Blutz's tears had dried now and she had wiped her face with her elbow, she could only nod at me with a terrified look in her eyes.
"What are you?"
"I'm a-" she began "LOUDER" Alicia interrupted "So everybody can hear it"
In fact there weren't much people left, not even little children would be allowed to stop and stare at the horse, some by passers stared at Blutz
in judgmental disdain while hurrying past but the number of actual watchers had dwindled to about a handful of creeps.
"I'm a slut" Blutz said louder now, her voice breaking in utter misery
"and a bitch" Alicia said in ecstatic glee
"and a bitch" Blutz said, closing her eyes
"now then Staci, bitches and sluts don't have any business telling people what to do, do they?" I finished
"no"
"So then you should stop interfering with my business then?"
"yes" all her authority had dissolved after the little circus and she stared at my feet, afraid to look me in the eyes.
"Alright, of you go" I slapped her on the ass, and made her legs a little longer, adding half a foot to her height, to help with a modeling career if
she ever decided that the police business wasn't for her for some reason.
Immediately her clothes appeared back on her body, as if by magic you could say, and she obediently walked back at her horse to ride away.
I turned to Alicia, "So" I said "want to grab a coffe or something?"