Useful, yes. Modest, no.

Madalena glanced around the clearing quickly; the last thing she wanted was to be seen like this. Well, she thought with a deeper flush thinking back to the trio who'd just left, seen by more people like this.

Quickly she hugged the lizard closer to her chest. Then remembering what had happened last time, quickly lifted it up to her now-bare shoulder; at least on that side there was nothing for it to nip.

She straightened her bra as best she could, tugging the looser cup up slightly. Just so long as nothing else went wrong...

She hurried with a nervous squeak towards the edge of the clearing. The forest should offer her some cover at least, then she could work on getting clothes again. The downside to being fashionable, though, would be her footwear; she stumbled as quickly as she could, still blushing.

On her shoulder, meanwhile, the lizard looked around curiously. It peered down at the pale skin on which it was sitting, at the strap it had just nipped, and then peered around the back of Madalena's head. Another one, hmm...

Madalena had just reached the edge of the clearing when she felt another nip, the lizard lunging around her head to get at the other bra strap. She shrieked, hurriedly bringing her arms up and crossing them over her bra. If she shifted, she suddenly became all too aware that her grip was all that kept her bra up.

"Bad lizard!" she hissed.

It regarded her from her shoulder, still blinking innocently.

She flushed. This was not the problem she'd expected to have when it came to getting more power.

"Miss!"

And then she looked up, her cheeks somehow managing to get even redder as one of the travellers returned to the clearing of plot convenience. She shifted her arms, desperately clutching her torn bra to her chest.

"What do you want?" Madalena snapped, painfully aware of how high her voice sounded.

"Just remembered we had something else," he said. "We found a book on dragon-raising back when we had the little guy, guess you'll have more use for it than us now."

"Give it here!" Madalena said, then faltered. "Wait, you're not going to want my panties or something for that are you?"

The man glanced down at the inadequate garment around her crotch; Madalena shifted, crossing her legs awkwardly.

"Is that what they're called?" the man said. He shrugged. "Doubt they'd be worth much. Nah, you can have this for free."

He pulled a sizeable tome out from his pack. Madalena took a step forwards into the clearing, need momentarily overwhelming the heat in her cheeks.

Then she realised it would take both hands to lift that book. Both hands currently occupied in holding her bra to her chest; she hesitated, blushing still. Tentatively she shifted, loosening her grip for a brief moment; the cups loosened, but the fastening around her midriff seemed to hold. Maybe not for more than a few seconds, but it did hold.

Quickly she adjusted her bra, pulling the ruined garment up slightly. Then she reached forward for the book, silently praying it wouldn't slip too much more-

The lizard on her shoulder suddenly jumped down. A moment before it happened, Madalena became horribly aware that its fondness for biting was heading right for the clasp in the middle of her chest; that time she didn't feel any nip, but she was still far too aware of the rush of air as her bra tore and it and the lizard tumbled to the ground, tangling up in each other.

Madalena shrieked as her tits were bared, surprisingly modest despite how the bra made them look, with the stranger still right in front of her.

She was only frozen for a moment. Then, quickly, she wrenched the book from his hands and hugged it to her chest, shifting and blushing furiously.

"Alright, you can go!" Madalena yelped. "I've got the book, you don't need to keep staring!"

A little hesitantly he backed away; Madalena refused to turn. After baring her boobs to him, the last thing she wanted was for him to get front row seats to how inadequate her panties were, especially from behind.

Tentatively she crouched, coaxing the lizard up onto the top of the thick book. Her bra was ruined now, but at least she could keep him away from her panties. And then hopefully find something to wear.

"You'd better be worth the trouble," she muttered. The lizard continued staring at her.

Beet-red, Madalena turned her back on the clearing and hurried into the cover of the trees, wearing nothing but her panties and impractical footwear, nervously holding the book to her chest.