Down to her undies

Jenny yanks the boots off Hilda's feet and tosses them aside, wincing as she catches a whiff of the other woman's sweaty boot feet.

Then she gets to work unstrapping the drunk knight's armor, taking off a piece at a time.

"I'm still hot..." Hilda complains once her armor is off and she's down to just the padded shirt and pants she wears underneath.

"So then take them off?" The thoroughly fed up Jenny replies.

The uncoordinated Hilda pathetically tugs at her clothes... and utterly fails to remove either offending garment.

"Can you help?" She pitifully asks.

Jenny sighs and then gets to work, unbuttoned Hilda's shirt.

"Mmmmmm zasss nice..." Hilda sighs when Jenny frees her from her cloth prison.

The flushed woman fanned her face with her hands as Jenny nonchalantly ogled her.

Hilda was done to just her underwear now.

Her bra was a lacy thing, pink and undeniably girly, although a little tattered in spots, and gauzy enough that Jenny could tell Hilda's nipples were hard, and make out the size of her areolas.

A thick, leather corset was tied tightly around her midriff, mightily fighting to keep Hilda's most shameful (to her anyway) secret safe: her soft and increasingly expansive jelly belly.

A mischievous smile crept across Jenny's face as she gently tugged on one of the corset's strings, provoking a chain reaction that caused the whole thing gave out and popped open.

Hilda simply sighed in relief as Jenny stifled a laugh.

"Damn Hilda, you're in the wrong business," the younger woman mused. "You could prolly make some decent coin as a stripper. Lots of weirdos like the chunky ones."

"Uhhhhhh," was all Hilda said as she rolled onto her side, letting her chubby tummy jiggle free as dozed off.

Jenny's eyes wandered further south and caught a view of Hilda's panties. She was wearing a pink thong that did nothing to hide her ample cheeks.

"Oh yeah, they'd love you in the club," Jenny said as her eyes lingered on that bewitching booty... until she remembered she was still holding Hilda's gold.

A smile crept across her face.

"Now about my fee..." she jingled the bag in her hand. "There's the delivery fee for getting you here, my escort fee for guarding you, hazard pay cause you coulda barfed... oh yeah, plus my tip!"

Jenny slipped the bag of coins onto her belt.

"This oughta cover things. Unless you object?"

Hilda snored in response.

"Sounds good!" Jenny declared as she jauntily stepped away and headed for the door. "I'm gonna go get stuff for the quest. Don't go anywhere!"

Hilda mewled and rolled onto her other side as Jenny closed the door eager to spend 'her' hard-earned money.