<i>"You seen my pants? No? How 'bout a shirt?"</i><br/><br/>A pair of teal pigtails bobbed about in the tavern as the goblin looked for her missing clothes. Her sweaty tits kept slipping from below her arm that she tried to use to conceal her thick nipples. The other hand held her hammer that was all slimy of the demon's cum even though the goblin had licked most of it off. When no-one seemed to know what had become of her black uniform, the blush on her face deepened as she came to realize that she simply had to return to her post by the stairwells without it.<br/><br/>The embarrassed bruiser propped the hammer upside down on the floor to barely cover the pink of her shaved crotch with its long handle, and leaned her straightened arms over her breasts to keep their naughty bits hidden as well. It'd be one long shift of avoiding people's stares and hoping no-one had to use the stairs.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>