No. She can't!

"I can't Anju, I couldn't tolerate another person seeing me in this state, so can I please get this milk sold and go home?" she asked as her friend sighed. "Okay, we'll have to be quiet though, the Inn won't be busy but go trampling around and everyone will see you before I get you a change of clothes" her friend promised her as she and Anju hurried across the square, her friend giddily slapping her ass with a chuckle everytime as Cremia was powerless to do anything about it, her hands still pressing cold milk jugs up against her areolas which only made them point out even more protrudingly.

But they made it to Anju's bar, and by this stage Cremia was giggling a little bit from her friends constant attempts to pinch her butt cheeks or put her cold hand on her lower back as Anju gave her a "shhh" as she fumbled with the door. "You'll wake everyone up!" Anju giggled as the two quickly came into the inns darkened room, both very cheerful and in high spirits until...