Your breasts feel a bit exposed

Even with the additional coverage of the set of underwear, a comfort you haven't felt the pleasure of since just after entering the dungeon, you can't help but still feel a bit exposed, and turn back to the fairy. Radella is practically blushing with pride, and when you ask her for help in the upper body department, she practically squeals with delight. Wasting no time, the fairy flies over closer to your body, and starts to make a series of intricate motions, almost as if weaving with the air.

Sparks envelop your body, causing a brief moment of concern, but then they settle into a fabric, light red and impossibly thin. It's a sheer dress, a singular piece of fabric that stretches from the crest of your breasts to fall just past your ankles, and it's thin enough that you can clearly discern the exact boundaries where your new undergarments end and skin begins, as well as clearly making out the small divot of your navel.

"Elegant, roomy, and sexy! What do you think?" the fairy inquires, a beaming smile featured on her face. "This one would be great if you add any... additional parts, planned or otherwise."

Asking what she means by 'additional parts,' the fairy's giggling response shocks you. "You know, like a penis or extra breasts, duh!" With no intention of continuing the conversation, you merely agree that the dress has plenty of room and feels quite comfortable, before asking for another outfit. Still giggling, the fairy repeats her motions, and the fabric dissolves into a shimmer of sparks, slowly working its way back up your body to center on your chest.

As Radella seems to be interested in keeping your clothes as revealing as possible, you watch the reflection in the mirror slowly reveal more and more skin, rising over your chest entirely to keep your belly button completely visible as it forms itself into a cloth covering, dark brown with intricate patterns, but barely covering any more than the bra underneath it, almost in a perfect cylinder around your breasts, though growing slightly wider at the curve of your bust. The sparkles aren't quite finished, as they form another garment, a dark green sash that extends down the middle of your chest, covering your cleavage while running from shoulder to just under the left arm.

You can't help but quickly stop Radella from even talking, holding up a hand and speaking yourself. "It looks great, really, but it just doesn't really cover much. Can we have sexy but with, like, more actual clothing?" Not quite smiling fully anymore, the fairy still concedes, and again begins to alter the fabric, sash and top fading into one mass before again separating, though in a worrying down-the-middle fashion.

When the change settles, you're left in a leather corset that ends just under your arms, dark red to complement the clearly visible fabric of your bra, as the corset does not meet in the middle, instead exposing a significant line of skin from where your upper undergarment ends, down to where the lower one begins. A trio of belts run across the empty line, keeping the material tight and constantly pushing up on your breasts, exposing a modest but clear amount of cleavage.

Once again, you turn to Radella, but as you open your mouth to speak, you can't help but notice a look in the fairy's eyes, a weakness that she hasn't displayed up until that point. It almost looks like she's about to cry if you speak negatively, and you decide that keeping a friend around is more important than a bit of clothing. "I love it!" comes your words, a vastly different statement from what you had initially planned, but it's impact is clear as light returns to the small woman's face, and her mouth changes into a bright smile.

Quickly flying in small circles, doing a set of flips in the air, the fairie's excitement is fierce and unconstrained, to the point where you can't help but smile and let out a slight giggle as well. "Oh I'm so happy you like it, I was kind of worried about this one," she says rather speedily, finally coming to a rest to flutter near your upper body, admiring her handiwork.