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Chapter 42 by hambo hambo

How does Hilda's healer visit go?

He gives Hilda a thorough examination

Gorthac buries a smile as he looks over the embarrassed and naked noblewoman.

Hilda had been quite the spoiled bully as a child. At least, that's how Gorthac remembered it. And now, here he has the perfect opportunity to get some revenge for the times she had given him a wedgie or made him eat bugs.

A quick Detect Magic spell allowed him to realize Hilda was under the aura of some powerful spell, far beyond anything he could handle. But Gorthac decides to have fun with it anyway.

"Hmmm... it looks like her ladyship might have been affected by something, but I'll need to conduct a more thorough examination to be sure..." Gorthac says, as he looks over the nude and blushing Hilda. "Will you step out of the tub please?"

The suddenly shy knight steps out of the tub, dripping water all over the floor and blushing as red as a beet. She nervously looks back to Sally for help. Her loyal servant reaches out to hand her a towel when Gorthac interrupts.

"I'm afraid her ladyship must remained uncovered," Gorthac forcefully declares, startling Sally into dropping the towel on the floor. "Fabric, even a small amount can disrupt the spell."

Hilda meekly relents, and stands there in the rapidly chilling room, hands on her breasts and privates. Her heart pounds in her chest and her face felt as warm as a thousand suns.

Gorthac could barely hide his delight at seeing his childhood bully squirm, but decides to push things even further. "Your ladyship," he says in a slightly smug tone. "I must ask you to place your arms at your sides. Otherwise I can't examine you properly."

Hilda bites her lip and looks back reluctantly at Sally. The scrawny servant has climbed out of the tub and was blushing too, although at least she had her robe on, even if the flimsy garment had soaked through and wasn't really covering anything.

"Please mistress," the naïve Sally implores. "We must know what has befallen you, if we are to cure it."

Hilda trembles and sighs as she relents, dropping her arms to her sides and revealing her achingly hard nipples (I-it's only because it's cold in here!) and her ripe, red, dripping-with-need, ooey, gooey pussy (I-it's just because of the bath!).

Is Hilda's humiliation over?

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