Hilda's panties are holding on... by a thread

Hilda flees into the woods, running at a full sprint to get as far away from the danger as she can. In her panic, she lets go of the sharp rock she found, pumping her arms and legs as fast as she can. With practically nothing left to cover them, Hilda's breasts, buttocks, and (most embarrassingly of all) her chubby belly all wiggle and jiggle wildly, on view for everyone and thing to see.

She runs through the woods, dodging low-hanging tree limbs and jumping over stumps, until she runs out of breath (which happens much sooner than she's used too).

I really need to stop eating all those wonderful cupcakes back at the keep.

Finally, Hilda stops to rest. She's in the middle of the woods and it's getting dark. She's unarmed and barely dressed, but her panties are still desperately clinging to her ample hips, although one wrong move could certainly spell disaster for our hapless heroine and her last shred of decency.