Surprisingly, yes

"Hey, mist- I mean, Miss Mazisen?"

Savannah snored as she turned over in her chair, curling up into an adorable ball.

"Hey, lady! Wake up!"

The startled farmgirl awoke, nearly falling over in her chair, and looked up to see two pairs of beautiful boobs staring down at her. She almost blushed but caught herself as she remembered who those boobs belonged to. Clearing her throat, she sat up and, as authoritatively as possible, said, "What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?"

"Oh, yes of course," Hilda said, meekly crouching down so that she was eye-level with the farmer. "I don't mean to disturb you, but you see, and this should come as no surprise to you madam, but we-"

"We're done." Tina declared, throwing her shovel to the ground. "May we leave, now?"

Savannah scoffed. No way these girls were done with all the work she gave them. These flabby sluts wouldn't be able to reach her levels of work in such a short time. No, there had to be something they'd missed or something crucial they'd done wrong. Savannah smiled thinking of how much more work they'd have to do before the day was over. She wondered if they'd even finish by sundown.

But as she looked over the farmland, her mouth went agape and her eyes went wide at the sight of a pristine farm, as perfect as she'd ever seen it. The livestock were at their feeding troughs, gorging on their food. The haybales were all stacked neatly inside the barn, and the smell of shit wafting through the air was almost easy to ignore. The work was finished for the day, and the sun was still high in the sky no less.

Savannah stared at the two naked women, whose bodies were filthy and tanned from the last several hours of work, too dumbfounded for words. "H... how did you work so fast?"

"Pssh, this?" Hilda gestured to the farm behind her. "This was a cakewalk compared to the work I did in my knight training. Why, one time I had to run through the enchanted forest for days with nothing on but my-" the knight's face went red as she coughed into her hand. "Well, um, anyway..."

"The point is we're done, so will you let us go, now?" Tina begged, eager for this nightmare to give way to something less troublesome.

Savannah, unable to consider her plans of working the two squatters to the bone, simply said, "By all means, be on your way. You've certainly earned it."

Smiling, the two exhausted women turned around, showing the farmgirl their fine cheeks, and started to walk away, Tina mentioning something about going to the bathhouse first.

Then Savannah had a thought. "Hold on," she called to the ladies, one of whom groaned in adolescent rage and the other of whom turned back around expectantly, as if eager to be ordered around again. Savannah rifled through her pockets and pulled out a couple of silver coins, money she'd been hoping to use for a nice pair of boots in town. Oh, well, she didn't mind going barefoot anyway, and these two sad sacks definitely needed the money more than she did. She tossed each of them a coin, saying, "For your troubles," and smiling.

As she caught the coin, Hilda gasped. "My lady, we can't accept this. We have already paid for the use of your barn with our labor, we can't possibly accept your money on top of that."

"Yes, we can, mother." Tina hissed at her subby mother, hoping she didn't siphon this bit of good fortune from them.

Savannah shook her hand. "Call it an investment. I can't say I worked two ladies without anything to their names to the bone for nothing, now can I? Buy yourselves something to make yourselves decent, then I can say we had a proper arrangement."

Hilda looked as if she wanted to object further, but Tine covered her mother's mouth, quickly saying, "We're grateful for your kindness, ma'am. We'll be off now." She grabbed Hilda by the crook of her arm and started pulling her away, heading in the direction of town. Shooting one last glance behind her, Hild acquiesced, following her daughter.

Savannah smiled at the two women despite herself. They were certainly a strange pair, and pretty cute as well, especially the mother. She wouldn't object to seeing her again soon, that was for sure.

She caught herself as she walked back to her own house, wondering why she'd just considered that. Strange.