Let's learn a little more about Tina

It was safe to say Tina had inherited the best from both her parents, at least in the looks department. She was a statuesque, beautiful, tall, athletic, goddess of a woman, with long, flowing hair that fell down to her ass, when she didn't keep it in an elegant bun.

She was dressed in the finest silks money could buy, and was decked out in more expensive jewelry than anyone but perhaps Queen Belinda herself would have worn during her heyday.

She had also inherited Hilda's love of pretty, shiny, and very expensive things, if her wardrobe was any indicator, and just like Hilda's parents before her, Hilda could deny her daughter nothing, regardless of its cost or practicality. Oh sure, Hunk had tried to curb that tendency, but he had been completely, utterly unable to resist the sweet smiles of his daughter or his wife, and always caved in almost instantly.

"My sweet widdle cupcake!" Hilda babbles as she pulls her grown daughter in close for a motherly hug. The noblewoman's soft, expansive body strains against her too-small dress, but thankfully (or unfortunately, depending on your view point) holds strong and does not rip... yet.

"M-mama..." Tina blushes in embarrassment and nervously looks around as her loving mother smushes her soft, flabby frame against her daughter as she kisses her on the cheek. "You promised you wouldn't embarrass me!"

"Oh punkin, nobody is going to object to a mother hugging her big, strong knightly daughter," Hilda lets go of Tina and looks around the crowd. "Are you?"

"Mamaaaaaa!" Tina whimpers as her face goes redder. "I'm not actually a knight until I complete my first quest."

"Oh I remember mine," Hilda sighs wistfully as she sits down at the banquet table next to Tina's spot. The bountiful woman blushes and shivers as she remembers her visit down to the underdark, and the... friendly bond she established with the drow ambassador there. "I wish I still had those panties..."

"W-what was that?" Tina asks in shock and confusion as she takes her place of honor at the center of the table, flanked by her mom and dad.

Hilda goes as red as her daughter as she stammers and struggles to come up with an excuse. "I... um... well... you see... uh..."

Thankfully she doesn't have to explain it as Hunk begins tapping his fork on his very expensive wine goblet. "Can I have everyone's attention please!"

The crowd grows silent as they all look at Hunk, and the two blushing women sitting next to him.