Chapter 53. Dressing up for the Drow

Ventress was right. It wasn't long after we'd all woken up from what I was calling a nap more than a sleep before we made it to her family's hideaway. Though calling it a hideaway was very misleading.

This supposed hideaway was almost a castle carved from a massive stalactite, big enough Tarakona could have crawled up its side with ease while it overlooked an entire underground cite below. They however weren't the only one as five other stalactite castles were also overlooking the cite in a display of dominance.

Tarakona did get a lot of attention when we arrived but Ventress and her group managed to fend of the overly aggressive mob that had formed and get is to the elevator that would take us up to the stalactite. Though in typically fantasy fashion, instead of cables and electronics the elevator was made out of wood and spiders silk all the while being manned by three female Driders.

I had to remember my place as Zeldi's breeding servant because I really wanted to ask if I could touch one of their abdomens. Evidently males in the Underdark should be subservient to their female counterparts in every way. Some liked to flaunt their males in the reverse of my worlds pips but speaking out of turn is a great way for a male to lose their head.

A warning I was given constantly by Zeldi herself.

Tarakona grumbled but eventually turned into her Draconess form to get on the elevator with one of the Drow giving up her cloak to hide her nudity. This is also how I learned she can still breathe frost in this form as when someone in the crowd attempted to touch her she froze their hand. And before anyone asks she is still just as lethal with her tail when she wants to be.

Once we arrived in the castle we were escorted to the baths where another Drider came to take our measurements. Zeldi had to fight a little bit for them to take mine as they hadn't planned on letting me in on any of the alliance talks.

After that Zeldi and I had taken the first warm bath together while Tarakona had hidden herself in the corner to avoid the steam. It was something I'd never really considered, she didn't like warm water. It made sense but something I hadn't thought about before this.

"This is what they consider fancy?" I asked once we were out and in a changing room.

What I held I was calling a dark blue sex suit. That's really all I could say it was. It had skin tight pants that would hug my legs to the point you would be able to make out every crease of my muscles while the crotch area was loose and baggy.

The shirt wasn't any better as it held sleeves that would flex with my arms but a giant gap in the front so that my chest was on display. The back only went down to the top of my ass so that it to was visible in the skin tight pants.

"Yes." The Drider who had been in charge of making it said. "For a breeder this is considered a symbol of your Mistress's wealth. It shows others that she is rich enough to spend money on you and that you are adequately fed and exercised."

Zeldi giggled. "Oh he's definitely adequately exercised."

I ignored her jest as I donned the outfit. Zeldi was naked and the reason for the baggy crotch became obvious as everything tightened.

Tarakona however was a thing of beauty.

The entire Drider seamstresses had been called apon to design and make both Zeldi and Tarakona's outfits and while we were still waiting for Zeldi's they had outdone themselves with my Dragon.

Tarakona wore a silver one piece dress that flowed all the way to the ground while having a slit in the side. It had been enchanted to move with her so it didn't trip her up as she wasn't that confident in the clothing and when combined with her opened wings she looked absolutely terrifying.

To add to the display, diamonds had been inlayed along all of the edges that again had been enchanted to shine as they got colder. A fact Tarakona took advantage of by letting her frost flow of her in waves.

Another enchantment had been placed on each strand of silk to allow the dress to resist the cold with the biggest blue gem I'd ever seen placed over her belly button. This gem shone with the same magical stones that Zeldi's cooking stones only in the opposite element. We'd been told the dress would freeze and break when it ran out of charge but would be good for at least two days.

To finish it off and to add a bit of colour a tiara of red rubies was placed over her head that intertwined with her horns. The red picked by Tarakona herself as she had said it reminded her of blood and was a simple warning to any that threatened her new family.

[I take back what I said on your farm Master. It was worth coming here for this.]

Tarakona was still only talking into Zeldi and my own mind so we had to convey her appreciation to the spider woman. Not hat it was needed as the Draconess was standing in front of the mirror looking at herself from every angle including how far up the slit in the side went.

For notes she'd been given a pair of pants of the same colour as the dress when she's first noticed that people other that myself could potentially see her ass when the slit widened. A lesson that had almost cost one of the Driders her entire arm.

"Well they do want us for this alliance." I replied with a shrug. "Hopefully they'll tell us exactly what they want out of it."

I'd taken the opportunity to milk Zeldi while we waited for her dress to arrive so that we at least had something to barter with. Tarakona hadn't magical produced an egg so we only had milk for now.

The Drider was still unsure on how to react around me as I didn't react like most of the males she'd experienced. There was also the fact I wasn't afraid of spiders having lived in Australia where ninety percent of all deadly spiders live. Well ninety percent of every venomous creature really.

"So tell me more about this jumping rainbow." I asked the Drider.

She seemed a little taken aback and possibly a little insulted that I'd asked but when Zeldi also looked interested she answered. "To the best of our knowledge she's a Drider like myself. Though that could also be a rumor. She has an obsession with Livestock and the ability to move undetected through the Underdark, even our city isn't safe from her."

"How can that be? Shouldn't there be some wards you can put up that would stop her? And why Livestock?" Zeldi asked as we both shared a look.

While even if either Tarakona or Zeldi were kidnapped the land would force their return either way.

"That's the part we don't know. She moves so silently that no one even knew she's there and is immune to all forms of magic. Neither wards, shields or even scrying with a seer seems to work on her." The Drider replied. "There used to be a farmstead around her territory but the owner was killed somehow and a few days later she claimed the whole area and beyond as her territory. Those who enter can't seem to remember anything, if they actually get to leave."

There was some movement behind the door so the Drider stopped her story and opened it to let in three Drow all working together to carry Zeldi's dress.

"Ooooow." Zeldi cooed as she laid eyes on it. The dress itself was the same blonde as her hair with a silver trim around the edges that matched Tarakona's. A bra in a pure white was provided though the underwear wasn't the same as the ones she came here with so she opted to ignore it in favor of her current ones.

The dress and bra she came here with were both put in my inventory for safe keeping.

Getting into the dress proved a little bit of a hassle as none of the Drow had ever dressed a Centaur before but the eventually succeeded.

And Zeldi looked down right jaw dropping.

I watched as the Drider used her own silk to tie Zeldi's hair into a bun just taking in the view.

Unlike my own skin tight outfit Zeldi's was loose and flowy, just long enough to touch the ground while still showing exactly what she had. There was no illusion as to the amount of padding that had been added to hold everything where it needed to be though even then Zeldi still managed to be bigger than expected. Her breasts hidden enough but noticable even at a glance.

Her chest while hidden from view pulled tight against the front of the dress enough so that the open back that it had needed to be readjusted. A simple fix that needed a little extra silk form the Drider but it was overshadowed by the design.

Tarakona's had been plain as per her request but Zeldi had no such problems. She had asked for the best design they could do and they had delivered.

Across the left side of her flanks was a tapestry woven into the dress depicting a Dragon in white freezing the landscape while a Centaur stood tall with a sword. It was simple yet frightening and was made even scarier when Tarakona saw it.

[I approve. Though I feel it needs to show our enemies being crushed instead of just frozen.]

"Agreed. Maybe we can have them make another if this goes well." Zeldi replied while I moved to her right side.

A polar opposite of the Dragon side, Zeldi's right side depicted myself though not as epically as Tarakona. Instead I was just standing in the background with a collar and nothing else on while Zeldi was directly in the middle holding a smaller Centaur.

When Zeldi lay eyes on that side it wasn't hard to figure out she had a favorite.

"What do you think?" The Drider asked as she stepped away now that she was done with her hair.

Zeldi's hand reached around to touch the young Centaur in her silken arms. "I think it's perfect."