The ridiculously immodest lingerie seems just right

You pick up the pink oakwood box and remove the sheer fabric of the bra and panties. You strip off the remnants of your clothing and slide the lacy cups beneath the soft flesh of your breasts. It cradles and lifts them in absolute comfort and fits even better than you had imagined. You slide the sheer panties up your thighs and gasp at the warmth that oozes up from the fabric and penetrates your body. You feel...incredibly aroused.

There was a polished silver mirror you remembered seeing in the piles of treasure. You find it and look in the mirror to see how the lingerie looks. Not only does the lingerie look amazing, but so do you, and you're looking better by th eminute. The dirt and grime from your encounter with the door is disappearing. Your breasts seem larger than you remember and you realize that they are, the bra has somehow enhanced their size by at least a full cup. Your nipples are hard and clearly visible beneath the sheer fabric. Your pussy is visible through the panties as well, completely hairless within the garment, and your ass feels a little fuller and rounder, sure to turn heads.

The makeover doesn't end with your enhancements. As you watch, your hair grows and twists into fat ringlets that spill down your head. A line of gems appear on your toned belly and your skin darkens to a medium tan. Your face is being colored as well. It's as if an invisible painter is using you as his canvas. Your plump lips are pink and glossy, your eyes ringed with perfect shadow, your lashes long and black and curling. A beauty mark sprouts from your cheek. Your hair piles up high, thick and lustrous. Not only have you never looked more beautiful and erotic, you've never even imagined such a look possible.

Without even thinking you sit back on a treasure chest and slide your fingers into the panties. You begin to masturbate as you stare at your own beautiful body in the mirror. Your pussy is so moist and eager for sex. All you want to do is fuck. You slide your fingers in and out of your tight little hole until you squirm and cry out with pleasure. You can't resist fingering your clit again, looking at your beautiful breasts, turning so you can see your ass as you hump against your hand. So perfect!

You finally get control of yourself and realize you need to get moving. As you ascend the drafty staircase towards the surface door you realize a final benefit of the erotic costume: though the wind is howling and though you are nearly naked you feel perfectly warm. The lingerie clearly has some magic to protect your from the elements.

You travel for a few hours and cross a treacherous mountain bridge over a deep valley. You travel through a sunlit pine forest. When you emerge you stand before a massive mountain capped with snow.

This is the heart of the Dragon's Spine known as Great Peak. High atop it, at the limit of the tree line, the druids make their home. It will take you a day to climb. At the base of the mountain, alongside a clear stream and a narrow mountain road, you see a modest inn with a turning water wheel. A few horses are hitched outside. The sign marks the inn as the Wayward Lass and depicts a bawdy young lady sitting and holding two mugs of ale.

You could sure go for a warm bed and a cup or two of ale, but it would probably be best to continue your journey. You lost track of time in the gnome tunnels, but it seems early afternoon. If you started climbing now you could perhaps reach the druids by tomorrow morning.