Tugging at this and that, Arlen managed to get the makeshift outfit to cover...most of her. With no bra, any sudden move tended to make one or the other of her full breasts abruptly peek out of the plunging neckline, nipple  sticking straight out like a compass needle thanks to the cool air, and the bottom segment barely covered the tight curves of her toned ass. She needed a trim, too, she thought sourly- the front of the silly set of rags dipped far enough to show a few stray, dark curls just above the join of her thighs, at least if she leaned forward at all.<br/><br/>Still, she tended to wear a whole lot less for work, so she could hardly pretend to be shocked at herself.<br/><br/>"Oh, I'm not complaining, Aria, believe me." Not only had the redheaded Amazon saved her from a gangbang in her silly Renfair outfit, it also just looked plain good on her. "I'm Arlen. I'm from New Hyde Park..."  OK, she realized abruptly that that probably wouldn't mean anything to her rescuer. Either 1) she was in a dream, where her home didn't exist, or, 2) she was actually, somehow, in a different world, in which case, see case 1 for the result. "Uh...it's a village quite some ways from here. I think. Since I'm not really sure where<em>here</em>is. Or how I got here, but...OK, this is gonna sound strange, but...I think I may have been cursed by a wizard?"<br/><br/>Well, why not?  Isn't that what happened in all those movies and games and junk? You annoyed some guy with uber powers, and he sent you someplace unpleasant, and you had to find your way back. Dream or real, that was kinda the situation she found herself in now- and what the hell else was she going to say? 'Some guy's bed swallowed me and puked me up here'?<br/><br/>Arlen wasn't sure she really wanted to wander around with a swimsuit model who picked fights with things using a big pointy stick, but on the other hand, she was totes fucking LOST.  And the view was nice.  Grinning, she bowed, sweeping one arm out in a dramatic gesture. "My Lady, I am in your debt, and in your hands. Sticking with you sounds like the best plant I've heard all week."<br/><br/>Then she stood up and tucked her tits back in. The top<em> reallllly</em>didn't want to stay put if she moved a lot. She actually blushed a little doing it, too.