Your outfit isn’t real and thus cannot be scratched. Launch yourself fearlessly at the hooded cultist!

>>1106283
"Save us, Anita!"
Try to keep Dotti out of it, because I kinda doubt she can use fire magic and also maintain both of your illusions.

Ask: “Apricot, Autumn, what are you doing?”

>>1106283
Shed say "buddy, i work in a bar. I have no damn valuables. Even if i did, wheredya think im carrying them?"
With a hand on her hip and an accusatory finger pointed.
Dress down the hoodie. Serve up a tankard of defiance Extra sass, hold the restraint.

Lady, what valuables? It is laundry day, do YOU see any pockets in these clothes?

Nikki the Barmaid 2025/04/23(Wed)03:50 No. 1106742 ID: 802951
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I quickly grab Dotti around the shoulders and put on my best barmaid sass to try and defuse the situation.

“Girl, do I look like I have any valuables? I’m d-damn broke as a joke. This sack is full of gross socks.”

“We’ll take them!” a tiny magpie chimes in from Robin Hoodie’s shoulder.

“Oh, for the love of- let me.”

Anita lets her wind spell fly! It catches both birds right in the center of their torsos. Dotti’s and my illusory outfits are unharmed, but I think my real, improvised one is rustling a bit too much from this… I wish I could see it.

The birds crash to the alley floor, hoodies being pulled back by the wind to reveal a familiar face from the adventuring guild.

“Apricot?” Anita says, her tone scolding. “Why are you doing this?”

“Aífe said adventurers rob from the rich and give to the poor. And it’s true!” Apricot mutters. “I just wanted to have some adventures close to home, is all.”

“It’s still illegal,” I say. “This is inexcusable behavior. Taking advice from a mischievous magpie, you should know better.”

“Let me gnaw on her leg a little! She deserves it!” Dotti says, smacking her chops. “I promise I won’t bite too hard.”

“I’m not a chicken dinner,” Apricot whimpers. “I’m skinny and fit and way too tough for your, um, refined tastes, Miss Dotti.”

“I have a better idea,” Anita says, looking down on Apricot with an imperial glare. “That magpie is friends with Taranis. She ‘negotiated’ the release of a huge pile of certain magical unmentionables.”

“Can’t blame a bird for having a silver tongue,” Aífe says, hopping atop Apricot’s shoulder. “They don’t teach you hostage negotiation at witchy college, do they? And apparently you’re scraping the bottom of the barrel, outfit-wise. Taranis and I really did a number on your wardrobe, huh?”

“You really should choose your company more carefully,” Anita says. “Apricot, if you want out of this, you’re going to need to reimburse me for this attempted mugging. And you know what they say; turnabout is fair play…”

Apricot gives a panicked cheep. “Y-you wouldn’t… not my unmentionables… right?”

“I would.”

“M-Miss barmaid!” Apricot throws herself on her knees in front of me. “These girls are being mean to me. It was just an adventure. Adventurers get into all kinds of mischief at bars. You understand, don’t you? Please, save me!”

Decisions, decisions…


1. Let Dotti have dinner
2. Let Anita have payback
3. Let Apricot have adventures

>>1106742
2

Let apricot have her adventure, while taking your attention away from Dotti long enough for her to bite the leg

3) she can have the adventure of carrying the laundry. Just as far as the portal, and surely nothing contrived will make her come with.

2. Apricot wanting to go on adventures is all find and dandy, but her execution of that desire was immediately "let's rob people in an alleyway". Not exactly behavior we should be encouraging. And we REALLY shouldn't be encouraging her to take advice from Aife, as that magpie is nothing but trouble.

Honestly, Anita's request is pretty reasonable. The only reimbursement she wants for this failed mugging attempt are Apricot's undergarments, the value of which are bound to be far below anything Apricot would have gotten away with had her attempt been successful. Replacing them won't set Apricot back by an unreasonable amount, so the main cost will just be the shame she feels surrendering her lingerie.

And besides that, this is just the standard compensation for losing an encounter with Anita. You get beat by the wind witch, and then she takes your panties. You could base a whole quest around that concept.

Apricots panties shall be ours!

I wonder where Autumn is... probably did not approve of this adventure and stayed back.

Tell Apricot she can either let Anita have her payback, or you and Dotti will tell Lady Kensington about this, and she wouldn't want someone as powerful as Serah with a lot of sway in Minga to know about this, would she? After all, adventurers have to know the consequences for failure, right?

1.

Birds are nothing but trouble and never learn unless you punish them properly. Some light chewing from Dotti will put the fear of ... Dotti in them, which will be effective, I swear.

2.

>>1106742
Nooo.
Not a sad bird.
3. All the 3. Extra 3.
I...
Hang on.
Im being emtionally manipulated arent I?
Dammit.
Rescind that 3. Turn it into a 2.
Heroes also bear responsibility stoicly.
2!
Unmentionables for justice!

2
The law exists for a reason >:3

Nikki the Barmaid 2025/04/30(Wed)04:52 No. 1107261 ID: 802951
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The punishment should fit the crime. This bird wanted to rob me of my clothes, then I’m not going to stop Anita from taking hers.

“Adventurers do fight,” I say to the pleading bird, “And they always sort it out at the end of the evening. Not everyone leaves happy, but it. Gets. Settled. Of course, if you want me to let someone other than Anita settle it…”

Dotti smacks her chops. I put a hand on her shoulder.

“O-okay!” Apricot winces. “Um, pervy wind witch, just give me a moment…”

Apricot slips her wing-talons under her skirt and whips down a pair of shorts and panties, quickly stepping out and skittering aside. She hands over the panties ashamedly. “Here.”

“The shorts, too,” Anita insists.

“B-but… do you have any idea how hard it is to get shorts that I can pull up with my wing-talons slicing them to bits?!”

“Then maybe you’ll appreciate how hard we adventurers have to work to get our possessions,” Anita says, reaching for the shorts.

“Don’t worry, Apricot!” Aífe declares, swooping in to grab the shorts (and panties, too). “She only asked for your panties, no fair changing the deal. These shorts are MINE! Nyehehe!”

“Stop right there! You’re a criminal too, magpie!” Anita says, wind magic whipping through the alley and blasting the clothes out of Aífe’s grip. Anita and Aífe chase them down, the bird cackling and whirling nimbly, chasing the up-for-grabs clothes.

“Aífe!” Apricot wails, pressing her skirt tight between her legs and chasing after them on foot, refusing to take to the skies. “Aífe, slow down! I’m a city bird!”

The three of them disappear around the corner.

That was weird.

- Apricot has permanently lost: Snip-Proof Shorts
- Apricot has permanently lost: Stitched-Up Orange Panties

“Dotti,” I ask, “Are we at least closer to the place where you can take us over?”

“Uh-huh!” Dotti nods. “It’s right over there. Next to the trash pile.”

“Of course it is…”

Thankfully, there’s no one to see Dotti’s clothes illusion waver as Dotti casts her dimension-hopping spell. If we hadn’t brought Anita, we’d be vulnerable to an ambush from these birds. I’m suddenly grateful for all that weirdness.

One mind-bendingly odd, twisty-turning, gut-twisting spell later, I’m back in CRUST CITY, the dimensional anchor city for Dotti’s spell. I try to forget my time here with Rocio, Landi’s college sorority sister, as we make our way to the laundromat.

Which one of Donut’s OCs does our dynamic duo run into on the streets of CRUST CITY?

Now that we're in Crust City, I'll say Ginerva from Clothing Repair. I feel like I'd be letting everyone down if I didn't make the obvious suggestion everyone who knows me expects me to make.

I also just think that running into a Censor while short on real attire makes for a big problem to overcome.

Elaine!

>>1107266
Ginerva's good

thirding ginerva

Nacha!

Serah 2025/07/26(Sat)21:10 No. 1111844 ID: 74fd28
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Carrying the laundry bag isn’t difficult, but it does take concentration. I don’t want to stumble and make Dotti’s illusion fail with the sudden movement. Or maybe I’m not giving her enough credit. She’s stayed focused for the whole time, and-

“BAD LADY! BAD!” Dotti lets out a wild, ferocious gekker at an approaching great beast of a badger-woman. “We gotta run! She’s gonna put a seal on me!”

I put my hand on Dotti’s shoulder to try and calm her, checking my illusion (still there, thank goodness). The badger is in a nun’s habit, and carrying her own sack of laundry. We might be headed to the same place… this could get ugly.

“This fox spirit,” the badger-woman says, baring her teeth, “Fears a seal at the first sight of authority? Surely she is a wicked one.” She bares her teeth. “She has clearly enthralled this young lady into wearing… such indecent attire.”

“Are you saying I have bad fashion sense?!” Dotti gekkers again. “Yours is even worse! You’re wearing a big black bag!”

Oh, this could get out of control quickly. How do I defuse this situation, despite the Censor lady believing I’m under Dotti’s mind control?

Do I keep pretending to be a barmaid? What could I possibly do to calm this Censor down?

The worst case scenario is her trying to dispel magic around you, so focus on trying to prevent that first and foremost. Whatever else she thinks doesn't matter, as her opinion has zero weight in your life.

Assert that your enchantments aren't any of her business, and that she has a lot of nerve to be making assumptions like that based solely on her own biases. Your outfit is fine, not your first choice but perfectly acceptable. You'll have better options after you get through washing your clothes.

Convince her the fox is harmless by picking Dotti up and hugging her.

Gush about how much you just love her habit, and how fashionable she looks. She'll be so uncomfortable she'll immediately try to get some distance between you.

Anything that you say or you do or happens to you has no consequences to you at home, as nobody here knows you.

That said, if all else fails and she’s about to dispel Dottie’s magic, just confess and say she is casting an illusion spell to keep you modest, and it’ll be her fault if she did dispells her magic and makes you even more indecent. If she doesn’t believe you and still believes Dotti is actually controlling you… she asked for it and she will be sinning for undressing you to see you undressed, and you can call her out on that

>>1111844
Apologize to the nun, tell her Dotti is just generally distrustful of authority. Also she's kinda crap at mind control to be honest; the last time she used it she accidentally mindwiped a dragon's husband and she almost died begging for forgiveness.

>>1111844
Prove a lack of mind chontrol by disagreeing with dotti and complimenting the nuns choice of demure and humble clothing. The wimple reall matches her stripes.

"We have an appointment in 5."
Grab Dotti by the ear and move away from scary badger lady.

>>1111847
this. layering on the compliments is a good disarming technique

1/2 Nikki the Barmaid 2026/04/05(Sun)06:02 No. 1124573 ID: 89e385
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Quick, think! What would a barmaid do?

Be interested in people. Show them attention. Make them think you want them to like you. Flattery will get you everywhere!

“Wow, what a nice habit you have. I wish I had something so fashionable,” I say. “You must love it. Not everyone is so lucky to get to wear something so warm and cozy.”

It’s true, all of it. I really [i]do wish I had something like that to cover up with. Stupid Dotti ruining all my clothes! Stupid illusion!

At least the Censor senses my sincerity. She’s still frumpy, but no longer winding up to cast a dispel on me and Dotti.

“Hmm,” she harrumphs. “I appreciate the compliment. You will certainly understand my suspicion of your companion. Fox spirits are exceptionally dangerous and wild. To see one civilized…”

I look down to Dotti. To my horror, she’s gone. Where is she?! She can’t go far, or else her illusion will disappear!

2/2 Nikki the Barmaid 2026/04/05(Sun)06:06 No. 1124575 ID: 89e385
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Fortunately, she’s just a few meters away, and she’s… paying for chicken?

“See?” Dotti says. “I have a job. I get paid. I eat cooked chicken!”

She piles the drumsticks into her mouth.

The Censor and I both sigh.

“Ginerva,” she says, suddenly more understanding of my plight.

“Nikki,” I reply.

We make idle conversation as we go to the laundromat. I think we’ll do fine, but still, I don’t want to have Dotti lose concentration, so as soon as we arrive we shove our laundry into the multi-currency-accepting machines and hurry to get our load going. Once that’s done, I grab Dotti by the ear (she’s still eating the chicken) and guide her to a changing room where we can hide until the load is done.

I open the door to the changing room. It’s unlocked, but OH NO

Someone’s already in it and they are NOT DECENT

1. Who is it?
1. Ginerva
2. Elaine
3. Nacha
4. Other

Is Dotti SHOCKED at what she sees?
If yes, describe why it's shocking- and if it is sufficiently shocking, her illusion will suffer accordingly.

3)

3

And yes, she is shocked because Nacha is maskless and her face is shocking to see! Dottie has never seen a rabbit this tall, and her fox hunting instincts are kicking in! Hunt the wascially wabbit! With fire!

I was tempted to suggest ginerva and dotti being shocked because her underwear is exceptionally frilly and/or polka dotted.
AND the fact shes not alone in there...
But
>>1124581
Its also shocking because shes also sat fully naked but wearing her mask and nothing else, trying to convince herself that as long as she has her mask, shes not naked.
A gang of pigeons stole her clothes!
A certain avian faegan has himself a gang working for him now.

2, yes - her tail is irresistible to play with.

>>1124584
I second this.

>>1124582
actually like this a lot. funny.

In my heart, Ginerva. Buuuuut because I'd like Donut to actually draw the next update without being miserable (and because nobody else went for it), I will spare him badger nun this time.

>>1124581
>>1124582

Very good suggests. I agree, let it be Nacha in nothing but mask!

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It’s a rabbit even taller than Dotti! And… and she’s bottomless! But… she didn’t lock the door! This is so weird!

“Hola,” says the rabbit. “Are you enjoying your meal, ¿zorrita?”

Dotti’s mouth opens so wide she actually drops the remaining chicken. Her illusion flickers in and out- and disappears almost entirely. Her floof is out!

“Ahh!” My outfit is disappearing too! I cram myself in and slam the door shut, trapping us all in and locking it tight.

I then realize I’ve sealed that poor rabbit in a changing stall with a hungry fox and me- and I’m taking up lots of space in here and Dotti is shoved right into the rabbit and-

“¡Ay!” the rabbit says. “No biting! That is not Lucha!”

“Yummy!” Dotti declares. “Just a few nibbles…”

I want to get her out of here, but her illusion is totally gone, and I’m in my emergency clothes under the illusion which are NOT something I want to be seen in…

I’m trapped with a bottomless rabbit!

What do I do? Stay trapped in here, or shove someone out? I need a plan, please help me!

with Nacha as a professional fighter, and Dotti as a professional trash fox, they'll be okay. you are not. You are going to need to shove yourself out for your own safety! unless you'll get caught in the crossfire!

If you leave yourself, then you'll end up exposed and Dotti will eat the rabbit.

If you shove Dotti out, then she'll whine and complain about not getting to eat the rabbit, and you'll be stuck in here with this bottomless stranger and no clear exit plan.

Thus, the best option for everyone is to shove the bottomless rabbit out, leaving you and Dotti in the room so that you can remind Dotti to focus on not dropping the illusion.

The rabbit will probably have complaints about being pushed out without pants, but her face is hidden, so it's not like anyone will recognize her. If only you could be so anonymous...

Just stay in there and wrangle Dotti until she gets the illusions back under control.

Pick the rabbit up and protect her from Dotti’s nibbles. She wont see your clothes from up close and she’ll shield them from others’ views.

>>1129026
Aw shit.
This is like the fox, chicken grain and boat puzzle.
But its fox rabbit, clothes and nudity.
...
..
Ok, its not really like that but you can still think logically.
Put rabbit out.
Or dotti out.

The important part is the door between them.
Then tell dotti to focus.
Get the illusions back.

Push dotti out. Dotti can be responsible for the laundry

Man, I missed that silly Lucha Liebre so much.

Push yourself out, shove Ginerva in. That way she can, um, mediate the fight. Yeah.

Spontaneous desire to wrestle the rabbit!

>>1129064
Noooo.
Serah is a sensible girl
Shed never do that...
Resist the temptation!

But have a really good, detailed think about it.
With diagrams.

And hope she doesnt pick up on your surging FIGHTING SPIRIT.
Because if she did?
Why, she might just start wrestling you right there.
And that would be awful
~Ooohhhh noooohhhhh~~♡