A quiet square, until...

Malon was hunched over on the seat of her cart. She made a somewhat futile effort to keep her heavy breasts covered with one arm while she gripped the reins in the other. Though, the occasional bump in the road was enough to make her breasts bounce.

She gingerly reined her horses into the now quiet town square. Small stray dogs wandered around the fountain and occasionally yipped and growled at one another, but they were smart enough to stay away from the horses, not wanting to risk getting an aggressive response from the massive beasts.

Malon slipped out of the cart, her barefeet almost silent on the cold cobblestones. It was a warm summer night, but Malon still felt herself shivering with the fear of being discovered. She ducked behind the cart as she saw a light being turned on in a far off window, but it was soon swiftly extinguished. Malon sighed with relief. If she were to go at this rate, then the delivery would take all night. She would have to start unloading milk.

She tiptoed around to the back of the cart, and unhooked the latch of the tailgate. Twenty milk jugs in total, and almost as many residencies that they were to be delivered to. Malon felt a stone sink into her stomach. She had a long night ahead of her.