She gets lucky... at least temporarily.

Cremia huddled all the tighter to try and hide her cleavage that was evident and breathed anxiously as the pot began to lift, but then it came back down as Kotakes voice grunted. "I'm going to get the tours started, I'll move these pots later" the witch stated as Cremia breathed a sigh of relief and watched as the witch soared away on her broomstick a few seconds later as the Koume sighed. "Guess I'm all alone" the witch stated as Cremia heard her climbing the ladder up into her house and when she was confident she heard her door close, covered her tits and pussy and quietly snuck towards the path leading to the main road out of the swamp, only to hear the door of the hut open above her as she froze... caught out in the open as she looked up at the beak nosed older woman staring at her as she turned.

"Um hello Ms Koume" Cremia stated as the old woman looked at her. "Is that Cremia of Romani ranch?" the woman asked as Cremia smiled anxiously. "I seem to have lost my clothes... you wouldn't happen to have a spare set would you?" Cremia asked as the old woman was having none of it. "Get off my property you dirty slut, gallivanting around the woods without a stitch on" the woman stated as she threw a potion at Cremia that broke on her skin, not causing any damage, but certainly making Cremia scream. "What was in that!" she though as she sniffed her hands and smelled pumpkin juice. "There's more of that coming you nudist if you don't get away" the old hag screamed as Cremia wasn't going to try and reason. It wouldn't matter to this nutbag that she hadn't meant to get nude, all this woman could see was a whore parading around in her skin no matter what Cremia would say.

Sprinting away towards the main road, Cremia thought she was safe until suddenly she felt pumpkin juice spilling on her feet as a bottle smashed behind her and she looked up to see the hag on a broomstick chasing her down as she had to sprint at her maximum speed through the woods as she kept looking behind her, crashing out onto the main swamp marsh of the woodlands where the road out was close by as she ducked behind a tree and looked back for the old hag, but thankfully she was gone as Cremia decided there was no way she was letting that witch get any of her milk again. "She wouldn't help me, so I won't supply her" Cremia thought arrogantly, but any pride she had was shattered as she heard a clicking noise and turned to see a boat full of tourists staring at her.

A family of four people, two parents and their boy and girl, about Romanis age were all staring at her, the boy and his fathers jaws on the floor and the mother covering their eyes but not stopping the rapid clicking of the pictograph boxes they had flashing repeatedly in Cremia's direction. The daughter was just staring at her through slits in her eyes of embarassment while the mother was staring at Cremia like this was somehow her fault... which it was. Kotake was sat on a broomstick above the boat, staring at her with confusion as well, and finally, sat in the back of the whole boat was Link, who to Cremia's horror was also taking photos.

For about a second Cremia made eye contact with all of them, even the father and boy who were reaching under the mothers hands to gawk at her, and then Cremia sprinted away from them, tearing past the swamp tourist centre and up the road towards Termina field, passing by a group of tourists who pointed and stared at her, many laughing as she just felt tears streaming down her face of complete shame, bounding out of the swamplands and into Termina field where she streaked across the southern plain and up the road towards her own house.

But a person only has so much endurance and Cremia found herself slowing down as she walked past the Gorman racecourse, finding the two brothers arguing as she slumped past them. 'Morning' was all she could say as she just tried to hide her frontal view from them as they wolf-whistled at her and followed her down the road a little while, she trying to hide her ass from them as they would move forward to try and see her tits until they just decided one would walk in front while the other at the back so at least one of them was getting a heavenly view at either side, but once she had her energy back she tore past them and made it into the field for her ranch, warning them that if they stepped foot on her land she would take out her sisters bow and shoot them on the spot, a threat that didn't feel as threatening when said by a woman who couldn't gesticulate without showing her pussy or milk jugs to them.

"This has been the worst day of my life" she thought miserably as she walked the field back towards her ranch.