Hilda has a naughty idea

The two woman trudged along the road, Milly decked out in her simple but nice robe and traveling boots, Hilda barefoot and half-naked, carrying a heavy bag on her back like a common day laborer.

And yet, Hilda didn't seem to mind. Sure this would normally be embarrassing and below her station, but with Milly here, things just... it just felt right.

The two talked and laughed, mostly discussing Hilda and her estate, but while they talked something continued to bother Hilda... something was off... something... didn't feel right...

The knight came to a halt without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" Milly asked, concerned her companion was breaking free of the conditioning.

"I... this is wrong..." Hilda mumbled. "No..." She slid the heavy bag of her back, a look of determination on her face as she turned towards the petite Milly.

Milly was starting to panic. "Hilda... talk to me."

"This..." Hilda mumbled as she slowly raised her arms. "This bra. It's so uncomfortable."

Milly let out a sigh of relief.

"The strap keeps digging into my back, and while I'm carrying your pack, it just gets really irritating. Do you mind if I take it off?"

"Sure!" Milly said, trying not to sound too happy. "I mean, it's just us girls here. Why not get comfortable?"

"Exactly," Hilda said as she undid the strap and freed her twins. They sagged a little without their usual support, but still looked quite good to Milly. "Ah... much better." The collar on her neck glowed.

Hilda stuffed her bra into the bag and picked it back up. She started walking again, paying no attention to the way her newly-freed breasts jiggled and shook with every step.