Some clothes for a start

"I'm going to need some clothes..." Silvia mutters as she looks at her trashy outfit and blushes. "Do you have anything less... uh... slutty?"

Pooky frowns for a moment at the comment, but then nods her head and smiles. "Of course, mistress. Right over here..." The chunky slave hops off of the bed and sashays over to one of the wardrobes. "This was the stuff I used to wear when I went on dangerous missions. They even have magic spells attached to them that you can use on command!"

Silvia walks over to the wardrobe and looks everything over, taking a moment to casually grope and caress Pooky in the process. There's a set of black, billowy robes that completely obscures the wearer's body, plus a well-made tunic, breeches, and boots.

"Oooh, these are perfect, slave!" Silvia says as she tenderly scratches Pooky's chin like a plaything.

Without a moment's hesitation, Silvia shrugs off her slutty 'sorceress' outfit (but keeps those super comfy red lacy panties and bra) and dons the new duds. It's meant for a much larger woman than Silvia, and when worn by the shrimpy dark elf actually makes her look bigger and more intimidating than her 4' 5" frame would normally allow. They probably give her an additional 5 inches after everything's said and done.

"How do I look?" Asks Silvia nervously.

Pooky shivers in pleasure, her pussy getting a little more moist at the thought of someone else wearing her clothes. "M-magnificent!" She moans as she instinctively kisses and snuggles against Silvia's hand.

Silvia soars with pride at the thought of finally feeling like a somebody. She's putting far too much of her self-respect into the clothing she wears, but hey, it's not like she's ever going to lose these fancy new threads, right? She starts to fantasize about what it'll be like to go to the surface, get rich off of pillage and plunder and then come back down here just to rub it in everyone's face, especially that fat slag B'Oohtee L'Shuuuuus...

Her daydreams are cut short by a quiet peep from Pooky. "Um... Mistress... now that you've got your new clothes for the trip above, maybe I can pick some out now too...?"

Silvia shakes her head and comes back to reality, annoyed to have her fantasy cut short.