Belinda is as dense as ever.

Belinda sat on the cold stone ground, her legs spread wide as she unintentionally flashed her plush royal pussy to the construction workers.

"I say, Xally! I can't find my throne. I need you to guide me to it," the basically blind girl says to what she thinks is her (not so) loyal servant. "Xalandra you help me this instant!" Belinda repeats a little more forcefully as she looks directly at a dwarf standing next to a keg of beer (they always had a few of those lying around on work sites).

The confused dwarf looks at the naked, jiggling, angry woman. She's in his way (they still need to remove the stone she's sitting on), so he finishes his beer, walks over to her, and lifts her up.

"H-hey! Xalandra! What are you doing!?" Squeals Belinda, giggling uncontrollably as the ticklish monarch is carried along.

"No hablo tu idioma," says the dwarf as he moves the laughing woman (who he assumes is just a stripper) to the side of the room they've already stripped clean.

"Eeek! You're aren't my wizard! Help! I'm being kidnapped!" Belinda says between laughs.

"Puedes bailar aquí si te apetece," says the dwarf as he sets her down on one of the large wooden beer kegs.

"Oh! You were just bringing me to my throne. I forgive you peasant," Belinda says, calming down as she shifts her enormous, soft ass on top of the barrel. "But next time I expect you to carry me in a more dignified manner," Belinda says imperiously, her enormous, saggy breasts jiggling enticingly as she leans back on the keg.

The rest of the dwarves just stare at the naked woman, shifting awkwardly as their pants suddenly feel tighter...