The healer Sally had asked for

Hilda continues to tremble in shame, her hands covering her face as her goopy pussy twitches. Sally looks at her humiliated crush, her own loins still afire before she turns around in the tub, places her hand on the lip of it, and pokes her head out.

What she sees makes her own face light up in embarrassment. It was Gorthac, the apprentice healer from the village! Gorthac was a young man with sandy blonde hair and a relatively thin body. He was the son of the old village healer, Gretchen, and Hilda and Sally had known him since children. The fact that someone they had known since their childhood had just caught them doing... th-that was more than either woman could take.

"Um, I came to check up on Lady Hilda to make sure she was ok?" Gorthac says, his healer's kit in hand.

"Oh, y-yes, of c-course," Sally says her eyes cast down to try to avoid looking directly at the woman. Without the help of her corrective eyewear, poor Sally was also extremely cross-eyed, something Gorthac had teased her about immensely when they were children.

"I thought Gretchen was going to be coming here? I specifically asked for a woman healer," Sally says in embarrassment as she awkwardly reaches her robe, which is on the floor just out of reach. She'll have to expose her whole chest if she wants to grab it.

"I'm afraid she's away at Lord Hunkington's estate, helping one of the servants there deliver a baby," Gorthac says, walking closer as a smirk spreads across his face. "Looks like you to have been busy... *sniff* ...very busy..."

Hilda whimpers as she tries to make herself even smaller inside the bath tub while Sally, already humiliated, stands up, exposing herself completely as she bends over and grabs her robe.

"Lady Hilda needed a bath. She was attacked in the wilderness and traumatized," Sally says trying her best to act stoic as she clumsily tosses her robe on, forgetting about her panties that are still lying on the floor. Her body is still wet though, and soon the thin garment is soaking through and awkwardly clinging to her thin body.

"In that case I better have a look," Gorthac says, his tone getting serious. "Lady Hilda, will you please stand up?"

The blushing Hilda looks to Sally, her face red, before doing as she is told.