For now, it seems she's had her fill.

It seems the slime-girl has had enough as she pulls her hands and tongue from you, leaving you to fall to your knees, panting and feeling drained. But, oddly enough, not sweating. In fact, despite what you'd just gone through, you felt...squeaky clean. It seemed that, while Lime had been wringing her breakfast from you, she had also actually completed her task of washing you. No slime residue remained upon you, just the feeling of cooling water on your cleaned skin. You knew you should be soaked in sweat and feeling like you needed to wash up all over again, but Lime had done her job well (probably while absorbing your perspiration for an extra bit of sustenance while she did so).

You looked over to the slime-girl, who was now kneeling beside you and giving you her happy, innocent smile. You wanted to be cross with her, really you did, but you could only sigh and shake your head as you gave her a pat upon her own. "Good girl, Lime. You did a good job, I suppose.", you tell her, but add, before she can be too pleased with the praise, "But I expect you to listen to me when I tell you no next time! Okay?"

She's too happy to be petted to truly show any contrition for her actions, but you feel something like an agreeable air from her as you touch her so you take that to mean she will listen to you next time. Or maybe it just means she's letting you think she will and will still do what she wants. Either way, you find the slime-girl too cute to scold and so you shake your head in resigned amusement before getting up to dress.

Though, as you dress, you realize that you might have to do something for Lime in that regard. As you pull on your leather breeches and reach for your white linen shirt, you look at Lime and think she is quite different than what she had looked like when you first summoned her. She's now humanoid, feminine and, for all intents and purposes, quite naked. As you pull on your shirt and then a leather vest on over that, you realize you should probably get her something to cover up with. A rather needless thought as her nudity is only her manipulating her gooey mass to look as such, but your sense of propriety still pushes you to do something.

So, after pulling on your worn work boots, you get up and start digging through your belongings to try and find something suitable. You know that nothing cloth will work as, being made of slime, she would soak through anything like that in an instant. The same went with fur, you thought...but some good cured leather might do all right. And, considering your options are limited, you decide that will just have to do.

As such, you find one of your old blacksmith's aprons, the heavy leather garment worn and well-used, and beckon Lime over. The slime-girl, curious and inquisitive as ever, does as you bid, cocking her head to the side as she looks at your with wide and curious eyes. You smile at her as you press the apron to her and tie it around her waist and neck with the leather thongs that fasten it in place. You look her over and realize that it is a little short, still allowing one to see her plump and shapely thighs and what lay betwixt them (which made you blush even though you know it isn't actually a vagina in the fleshy sense, but just her slime shaped to look like one). In addition, her heavy breasts are only barely contained by the apron, the rounded, pliant flesh spilling over the sides and top of the apron in a very provocative way.

There's not much you can do about that, but you can still cover up her bottom half some, you think, as you again begin to root around in your scraps and half-finished projects. Among them, you find a long length of cured leather that you had been planning to use for some studded leather armor or boots that you'd enchant later. Instead, you took that length of leather and wrapped it about Lime's waist, using heavy pins that you'd normally use to hold things like this in place while you worked to affix them to shields or heavier armor to fasten either end of the leather together.

When you are finished, you have fashioned a somewhat crude skirt for Lime...though her curvaceous figure make it difficult to contain her completely with such a haphazard thing. While her front is covered up well enough, her rounded rear end pushes against the back of her skirt and lets the bottom curve of her buttocks be revealed every time she takes a step. Which, despite being very arousing, is hardly ideal.

Still, ideal or not, you don't have the time to make her anything more substantial. You're already running late as it is! So you sigh and nod to Lime, pointing to the garments you'd put on her that she is already tugging at in discomfort. "You leave those on, Lime. At least while we're out in public. When we're here in our room, alone, you can take them off, but you have to wear them when we go out. All right?"

She seems to pout slightly at your words, her lips curving down into a little frown and her brow scrunching up adorably, but she nods, seeming to have picked up on the gesture as you had been nodding quite a bit, and seems to acquiesce to your wishes as she stops plucking at her clothing for now. You smile to her and pat her on the head once more before moving to gather up your books and supplies for the day of classes ahead and head out the door with Lime close behind to try and make it to you first class before you're late.