A string bikini and boots

You thankfully don't have to wait for long, as only a few minutes pass before the tailor returns with something for you to put on. You are surprised, however, at how little he has in his hands to present to you. All he has for you to put on is several small triangles of bright blue fabric connected by strings. He hands you the tiny scraps of fabric, motioning to you with his other hand to put them on. You make a confused look to Nell, who merely shrugs his shoulders at you.

"You can blame your companion here," the tailor starts as he points to Nell over his shoulder. "He asked me to make something out of a material that can enhance your magical abilities, but he also set a strict budget. This is all the material I could with that sort of money." He reaches into a chest on the side and pulls out a pair of tall lace-up boots. "At least there's enough money left to get you a good pair of boots, too."

You smile politely at the tailor as he sets the boots down next to you. You put on the bottom first, pulling the fabric between your legs and tieing each side one at a time at the sides of your hips. You can't help but notice that the little string connecting the front and back pieces leaves your pussy and ass still mostly in view even while you are wearing it. The small triangles of fabric also barely reach up far enough to cover your small patch of pubic hair in the front and don't even reach far enough in the back to cover your entire asscrack, forcing the strings to rest precariously on your asscheeks. No matter how careful you are you'll be giving everyone you walk by quite a view. You then take the top, which again is little more than two triangles of fabric connected by strings, and tie it around your underbust before pulling it up and over your nipples to tie behind your neck. As you do this, you do appreciate the tailor's craftsmanship as the bikini top lifts and supports your ample breasts nicely, at least for as much support as two strings and barely enough fabric to cover your nipples can provide. Despite your best efforts to fit it properly, the sides of your boobs still bulge out slightly from their restraints, refusing to hold in place nicely against such a small amount of fabric.

Your "clothes" now in place, you reach down to begin putting on the boots the tailor has provided you. When you are fully bent over, you hear several men hollering from outside. You blush slightly as you remember your outfit doesn't properly cover your pussy or asshole, and you just gave everyone outside a full view of both. You want to straighten back up and end their show but you can't until you put on the boots. They are taller than you are used to, and for a while you struggle to lace then up properly.

By the time you finish lacing up the boots, Nell has already paid for your outfit and is waiting for you near the front door. You follow him out, keenly aware of the men behind you staring at your nearly completely bare ass. With every step your boobs swing from side to side, threatening to bounce out and expose a nipple at any moment, giving everyone in front of you quite a show as well.