Fantasy Farms 87 (Patreon)

Meanwhile across the bar Daisy was feeling anything but confident. She was feeling sluggish and heavy. She wasn’t used to carrying any wear near that amount of weight. Her major concern was being recognized. But the chances of that happening were slim. No pun intended.

Amber was standing by the bar with her, but then started to walk away. “Amber, wait. Please don’t leave me by myself.” Daisy exclaimed while grabbing Ambers arm.