"Well, this ought to be fun... A clown." The Game Master said with a chuckle, looking over at his new employee with a small grin.
"...A clown? I...I can't dress up like that! What if somebody sees me...?!" She complained. The teenage girl was on the tall side, tanned skin and a toned body. Her her was brown, long, and tied in a ponytail, with only a few strands hanging in front of her face. She has brown eyes, and thin lips. Her breasts were big C cups, and she had a heart-shape, though not all that big rear. She was dressed in a red tank top, black sandals and black sweat pants.
"Ah... Don't worry, we can hide your identity rather well with some magic... We will just have to change your looks a bit." Before she had time to respond, a stack of colorful clothing appeared in her hands, consisting of all the usual clothes associated with clowns... Large shoes, a bright shirt covered with polka dots, a little part hat, a big, red nose, baggy, bright red pants, suspenders, and... a pair of boxers? "Alright, and off you go!"
Snapping his fingers, everything went black for a second, and when she could finally see again, she found herself in what looked to be a changing room.
"H-hey! Where in the world am I?" She asked, only to get no answer at all. With a sigh, she figured that the only way to get out was to put the costume on...