The Sweet Sluts

"Oh, yeah, just like that," Tina muttered as she caressed her scratchy lover. "Don't move, let me do all the work." She planted a kiss on her lover's chest, only for her lips to come away with distinctly non-human hair stuck to them. As she spit the hair off her tongue, waking herself up in the process, Tina looked down in dismay at the puddles of drool and emissions that she had left on what was a perfectly good bag of oats. She felt a little bit bad for it, but she felt more embarrassed for imagining the squishy burlap sack as a large masculine figure. What did that say about her?

Tina yawned and looked around for the person she was supposed to have been kissing, only to find him nowhere in sight. Indeed, all she could see was her mother, dead to the world and snoring loudly, leaving a puddle of drool in which her hair was laying. Tina had to admit, at least she wasn't that embarrassing. "Mother," she said, shaking her slutty naked mom awake. "It's time for us to go."

"But mommy, I don't want to go to knight school today. All the other knights give me wedgies."

"Mom, get up." Tina picked up her slightly chubby mother, not an easy feat even with her strength, and shook her to wake her up.

Hilda bobbled her head back and forth as consciousness retook her. "Okay, I'm up. I'm up!" She yelled, pulling out of her daughter's grip. "Oh, Tina. Thank you for that. How did you, uh..." She trailed off as she noticed the wet streaks and marks on the unfortunate burlap sack lying where Tina had been sleeping. Turning around, she saw her own puddles of drool and cum where she had been sleeping and blushed. "Ah, I guess we both slept pretty well."

"Yeah. Anyway, we need to leave before-"

"Before what, exactly?" Both naked women turned around to see a human woman wearing only a pair of blue overalls standing in the entrance to the barn, hands on her hips. "I actually wouldn't mind if you stayed and explained to me what the hell you're doing in my barn?"

Tina and Hilda's hands flew to cover their private parts in embarrassment, a rather fruitless effort considering how many people saw them nake the previous night and how little good covering their nudity with their hands actually did. Hilda was the first to speak. "O-of course, ma'am. You see, my daughter and I were looking for a place to get ourselves cleaned up. It was late, and the baths weren't open, so we sort of... used your tub."

"You two sluts bathed in my cows' tub naked?" The farmer gasped.

"I mean, that is how people tend to bathe." Tina offered as Hilda elbowed her in the shoulder as a signal to be quiet.

"And then what, you just spent the night in my barn?" The farmer took a few steps forward, intimidating the poor former nobles. "Do you think I'm running an inn over here? I have a lot of work I have to do, and I don't need skanks like you messing up my barn."

Hilda noticed that the woman was approaching something, and desperately tried to stop her. "Ma'am look out!"

"What?"

SPLOSH!

The farmer stopped moving and looked down to see her bare foot stuck in a puddle of sticky white liquid. All three women stood silent for a moment, each one afraid to make a sound. The farmer looked up at the two naked girls, who had moved closer to one another in fear, and simply stared at them dumbfounded.

"Um, thank you for your hospitality, madam," Tina said after what felt like an eternity of terrifying silence. "We'll get out of your hair, now. Let us depart mother." Hilda nodded fervently, and the two ladies made their way past the stock still farmer.

Unfortunately, as they were about to step outside, both women felt a strong grip on their shoulders and looked up to see the boiling rage in the eyes of the barn owner. "Actually, I had a better idea."