Boxes. Just... boxes.

Tina almost fell over from the weight as a stack of crates were placed into her outstretched hands. It wasn't heavy, but Tina had been expecting something more... supple. "Uhhh..." She started to protest when a second box was placed in her hands followed by a third. "Wait, what's going on?"

"Oh, I just need a little help cleaning up, is all. I've got to get going really soon, so if you want to do this, I need to finish work, first."

"I guess that makes sense, but... do I have to be the one to do it?"

"I mean, it won't get done in time without it. You do want to get paid, right?" Tina nodded vigorously, not that Doras could see it behind the stack of crates in her arms. Damn, that girl was strong. "Alright then, bring those over to registration by the village gate. I need to catalog the rest of our stock here."

Tina nodded and, carefully balancing her load, took a few careful steps away from the stand. she couldn't see where she was going if she walked forwards, so, butt out in front, she walked backward with her head turned around as far as it would go.

Years of training had taught the former knight-to-be to lift with her legs and not with her back, and she definitely had the legs for it. Her thighs and glutes bulged with the muscles as she carefully made her way to the village entrance. Every step was harder than the last. Sweat dripped down her brow and slid all the way down her curvy breasts and hips. Even in the cold of the night, her hair was drenched with sweat as she shuffled her way, ass-first into the line of people waiting to enter.

The line itself was short since most of the merchants had already gone inside, but standing still with her arms full was agonizing for Tina. She dared not put the boxes down for fear that she wouldn't be able to pick them up again, and simply waited in line as the other merchants and village residents stared at the odd naked girl who had joined them. Tina could hear snickering from behind the boxes, but she didn't let it bother her. She wasn't exactly shy about her body, anymore.

After a few minutes that felt like years, Tina finally made it to the registration table, presenting her ass to the record keeper. The short woman timidly looked up at the hulking ass cheeks presented to her and tentatively asked. "Umm... what are you, uh, registering?"

Tina placed the crates on the table. "Not sure, but I brought them over from there." Tina pointed towards where the stand was to see her patron smiling and waving, evidently done with her paperwork that was suspiciously nowhere to be found.

The record keeper looked back at Tina and said. "I see. Well, there is the matter of payment."

Tina's eyes widened. This village seemed obsessed with money; were peasants all this stingy? "She didn't say anything about payment."

"It's standard policy. We take a small tax from merchants who store their goods with us overnight."

"Umm, she didn't give me any money. I can go back and ask her for the money, though."

The timid woman shook her head. "Unfortunately, I can hold these until you pay. You're going to have to take these with you."

Tina sighed, resigning herself to another trudge, and picked up the boxes again. She felt the muscles in her legs strain with the wait and she turned around to moon the people behind her and slowly made her way back to the merchant stall.

"What are you doing?" Doras asked, playing bewilderment.

"You... needed... coins..." Tina managed through ragged breaths.

"Oh, of course, how silly of me." Doras smiled, knowing full well that she had neglected to give the naked noble money. She dropped a few copper coins on the top of the box and waved Tina off. "Make sure you hurry. You don't want run out of time."

Tina, her breathing now heavy and her body glistening in the moonlight with sweat. Lurched forward and dragged herself back to the registration table, moving slowly so as not to let the copper coins fall off the top.

By this point, the receptionist was in on the game that Doras was playing, and could see that the merchant wanted this little game to continue. Still, the girl was already exhausted. Even if she was a Brandt, she didn't deserve this, did she?