They stop to help

"M-maybe they don't need our help," Hilda says to Sally, terrified at the thought of meeting her crush in such a shameful state. "L-let's see how this plays out..."

"But..." Sally says then sighs, choosing to obey her friend's wishes, for now at least.

The two nudie cuties stay in hiding, waiting and watching...

"Well, uh... I really do have a schedule to keep..." says the baron's traveling companion.

She is a short and rather heavyset woman dressed in expensive-looking clothes. She wears a blue and gold tunic of obviously fine quality, along with leather breeches and nice leather boots. A wide-brimmed hat rests atop her head and she wears a surprisingly amount of gold jewelry across her neck as well as many rings on her fingers. A big, bulky medallion dangles from one of the thickest chains and bears the symbol of the royal household.

She is sitting atop an adorable white donkey, a female ass that seems rather nonplussed at its lot in life, although that might be because its rider is currently feeding it an apple.

"I'm not sure that..." the woman starts to say before Hunk interrupts her.

"Of course we'll help!" The Baron eagerly agrees. He takes his helmet off revealing his ruggedly handsome face (if things weren't so dire Hilda would normally swoon at such a sight), and then slides off his horse.

The woman on the donkey frowns and crosses her arms across her modest chest, obviously unhappy, but unable to stop him.

"Oh thank you kind sir!" The witch says in her high-pitched voice, jumping for joy as she deliberately shakes and jiggles her bombshell body.

"Awww shucks," Hunk bashfully blushes and looks away, kicking at the ground with his foot. "So uh... what seems to be the problem?"

The witch blinks momentarily at the man's idiotic question and bites her lip to keep from blowing her cover. "Well sir, I think it might have to do with the wheel falling off," she says as she points at the obvious problem.

"Oh, uh... right..." Hunk says as he looks at the wheel lying on the ground. "Say, what were you doing out here all by yourself anyway?"

"I, uh..." The witch pauses for a second as she wracks her brain for a suitably lie. "I was bringing back the monthly supply of... baby oil, bath soaps, zucchinis, and translucent robes for me and my fellow shrine maidens?"

"Of course! That makes sense," Hunk says as he heroically lifts the giant wagon wheel with his bare hands and starts rolling it towards the wagon.

The witch sighs in relief, but Hunk's companion frowns again.

"Where did you say you were going?" The woman asks as her donkey continues to contentedly eat its apple.

"Uh..." the witch stammers.