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Chapter 14 by hambo hambo

What's next?

Hilda takes stock of her situation

Hilda's exposed chest rhythmically heaves up and down as she struggles to catch her breath, her bare breasts shaking and jiggling with each gasp.

Her face is as red as a tomato as she takes stock of her situation.

In less than a day, I've managed to lose all of my equipment and clothing.

Hilda pulls her arms tightly to her body and shivers slightly. She'll insist its just from the cold, but other emotions are at play, even if she wont admit it.

And now I'm completely naked and lost in the middle of the woods.

Hilda was a tough warrior, she was used to fending off hoards of dangerous monsters or soldiers, and risking life and limb on a daily basis. Bards had sung of her accomplishments (mostly because she paid them to), and she was known throughout the kingdom for her heroic exploits. But this? She was unprepared for this.

She was completely exposed to the world and feeling incredibly ****, but worse than the idea of stumbling upon some terrifying creature out here in the woods and having no way to defend herself, was the idea that someone else, someone she knew even, might see her like this.

What would they think if they found me like this?

The thought made Hilda weak in the knees.

The shame of it all. The embarrassment. Those eyes staring at me.

She sat down next to a fallen log as her heart beat faster and she started to feel a pleasurable tingling make its way down her body.

The names they would call me...

Hilda bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan. The idea of getting humiliated in front of her peers had been a recurring dream for Hilda, one that had often left her feeling restless and her bedsheets feeling damp (just because of sweat! Honest! Not because... mmm... of any dirty thoughts! I'm not like that!).

"I need to find something to cover up with," the naked knight declared to no one in particular.

She started looking around for leaves, vines, or anything else she could use to hide her body, even as her thoughts kept drifting back to those embarrassing (and naughty) daydreams.

Does our poor heroine find anything useful?

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