"Hinata, you did well not hiding the ribbon, but I said you had to dress a particular way, did I not?"
Hinata's face paled, only to be flooded with colour. Hisashi was dead serious. Her legs began to shake and feel wobbly.
"F-father?"
"You know what you have to do." He said sternly. Hinata gulped but not retort. She had lost. Hinata timidly untied the ribbon and slowly began stripping. Her coat. Her shoes. Her socks. Her over-shirt. She had to stop when she was just left in her under-shirt and pants. Her face a deep crimson. Slowly, she pulled off her shirt, showing a plain white bra covering her cleavage entirely. She set the shirt down and shimmied out of her pants. Left in her underwear, Hinata put all the clothes in a neat pile and gave one last fleeting look of desperation at her father.
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