Epilogue

Hilda slowly opens her eyes and smiles as the warm, morning sun dances on her bare body.

Sally is sleeping to her right, Hunk to her left. Sally has a little puddle of drool pooling on her pillow, while Hunk is snoring quietly.

The noblewoman silently stretches, not wanting to wake her lovers up, and then lazily runs a hand over her large, swollen belly.

The midwife estimated Hilda was probably 6 to 7 months pregnant now (no one ever commented on the fact she had been married to Hunk for less time than that, they knew better).

The nude knight slowly and delicately crawled out of bed, and made her way to her wardrobe.

"What shall I wear today...?" she whispers to herself as a shiver of excitement runs down her spine. She opens the door and sees...

It's completely empty. Again.

"Oh..." Hilda says as she bites her lip and feels herself get a little wetter.

Her servants have been borrowing her outfits for weeks now, leaving her to wander naked through her own keep.

She liked to complain about it, but the naughty snail trails she left throughout the building and the fact her servants had caught her playing with herself seemed to tell a different tale...

In fact, the increasingly subby slut seemed to especially enjoy it whenever a staff member made it a point to flaunt Hilda's expensive fashions in front of her.

That feeling of powerlessness...

"Mmmm," the lewd lady moans as her hand slips between her wet, wanting pussy lips.

She walks over to her full-sized mirror, examining herself as she continues to masturbate.

"G-gods! What a s-slut!" Hilda whimpers as her knees begin to shake and she picks up the pace of her self-love. "A weak, helpless little slut, that can't stop playing with her..."

She freezes in place and opens her eyes as she feels another, stronger pair of hands fondling her tits.

"Good morning..." Hunk whispers in her ear as he delivers a line of kisses up her neck. "I see someone is off to an early start..."

Hilda smiles as she feels her husband press his stiff cock up against her increasingly soft and (she reluctantly concedes) growing ass.

"I... they... all my clothes have been stolen... again..." Hilda blushes as she grinds her behind on her man. "I... I'll have to walk around... n-naked..."

She arches her back and wraps an arm around her husband's neck as his hands continue to caress her.

"Oh darn," he says with a grin before kissing his wife. "I guess we'll just have to stay in today... wouldn't you agree?"

Hilda lets out a lusty little laugh that quickly turns into a gasp when she feels a pair of warm, wet lips on her clit.

"Good morning mistress..." Sally lovingly whispers before going back to pleasing Hilda's pussy.

W-when did she get *MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM* up?

"Something tells me we're going to be busy all day..." Hunk says as he leads the three of them back to bed.

"I... *OOOOOOO* I think you m-may *DON'TSTOP* b-be right..." Hilda mewls