Bev aint no snitch! Well, yeah, ok. She is.

"I aint no snitch!" Bev boasts as she holds her head high with thiefly pride.

She closes her eyes shut and stays silent for about three seconds before awkwardly opening an eye and looking down at the utterly unconvinced Jennette glaring back at her.

The big, nearly naked woman starts trembling in fear. She's always been a weak-willed follower (and a thief!) at heart.

"I-I can't... they... they'd..." the soft, surprisingly weak woman stammers as the sweat beads on her forehead.

"Or what?" Jennette asks as she rubs her hand along Bev's big belly as like it was a lucky talisman. "They'd strip you naked? Spank you? Toss you outside nude and tell you never to come back?"

The bare bully freezes. "How... how'd you know?"

The little tax collector just smiles and rolls her eyes before tapping her on her cute little button nose (the daintiest thing about the big, rowdy woman).

"It's a pretty standard punishment. Most nobles do that to their disobedient servants," Jennette says, still not realizing Bev was a thief and part of a gang.

Evidently the two cultures have a lot in common.

"But I can tell you one thing," the grabby little lady says as she playfully plays with Bev's big boobs, much to the big girl's distress.

"W-what's that?" The big, bare, bound woman gasps.

Jennette looks up into Bev's bewildered face and snarls as she gives her captive a titty twister. "I'll do a thousand times worse to you if you don't cooperate!"

The naked thief yelps as Jennette pushes her to the ground, the impact making the big woman jiggle like jelly.

"Ok! Ok!" Bev blubbers as Jennette mounts her. "I'll talk! I'll talllllllkkkkkk!"

"That's what I like to hear..." the tiny tyrant giggles.

"She... she's in the master bedroom! Up stairs!" The marshmallowly woman mewls as Jennette slowly stands up.

"Good. That wasn't too hard was it?" Jennette asks. The little lady grunts and groans, her own face going red from exertion as she struggles to help Bev sit up.

"N-no..." the fat girl blushes as she struggles to her feet, her arms still bound behind her.

"You can go now," Jennette says as she picks Bev's pink panties back up and starts to play with them.

"But, you said I could have my panties back..." Bev says, only to get a swat on her big, meaty ass.

"I said you might," Jennette corrects. "And you wont. Now go before I start playing your big backside like a fine pair of bongos!"

The humiliated thief whimpers in shame and then waddles for the door, her face red as a tomato.

"Well, at least I didn't get a spanking," Bev mutters as she stumbles through the hallway, still trying to free her hands. Unfortunately she isn't looking where she's going. "I've got to warn the OOPH!" She grunts as she walks right into Hilda and falls over once more. "Owwww!" She whines, tears in her eyes as she looks up and sees...

That naked knight she and her gal pals robbed earlier, grinning ear from ear and brandishing a sword, while her scrawny nude friend clings to her.

"Eeep," Bev squeaks. She knows where this is going.