Charlotte and Olivia, your devoted maids

You, You, are the young prince of Sylstone. One night, after your maids have retired, you realize you forgot to ask for tomorrow's clothes. Approaching their dark bedroom, you hear arguing. Peering through the keyhole, you see Olivia pressing her enormous breasts against Charlotte's tiny chest. "Oh, come on, cutie, don't be so cold We know how you like playing as if I was the prince" Charlotte whimpers in doubt, her face a mask of blushing, nervous anger. "No! I said stop already, just stop harassing me!"