"Alright... I think that should do it... what do you think, Syl'Vyr?" I ask, looking at the outfit I made for Syl'Vyr. It's a very simple piece that only covers the essentials, but it's the best I could do using just tiger pelts and no sewing materials.
The top only covers her chest, but since her breasts are so large, her stomach down to her navel is exposed. The skirt doesn't even come close to her knees, so it's kinda short, but it covers things well enough.
In the end, she looks like a wild girl, the type born in the stone age who wears rustic clothes. I obviously tried my best with the outfit, but it's really hard without a needle and thread.
"It's great, Evelyn-chan," she says, opening her hands and trying to move her arms to see how the clothes behave. I look over at Eve, who gives a nod of approval as well.
