The air in Mireya's home felt light and comforting, a reminder of the peculiar inhabitants that filled it with life. They were the straw dolls, adorable curses created by accident, a fruit of Mireya's resentment toward trucks. They spent their days exploring every corner of the house, innocently playing with the simplest objects, and, above all, training. Their one and greatest desire was to protect their "mom," Mireya, from any threat, gaining strength with every small achievement.

Among them, there was one figure that stood out above all: Goldie, the golden variant. She was a true idol for the rest. Her popularity wasn't just due to her dazzling appearance, but for having achieved a unique evolution and, more recently, for having helped her "mom" overcome her last crisis.

And among all of them who yearned to improve, in a corner, a small and clumsy straw doll, the youngest of all, watched Goldie with admiration. She wanted to be as strong as her.

(How did you do it?)

The young straw doll asked expectantly, eager to get answers from her elder.

("Explore. Help. Go home.")

Goldie, with her golden aura shining, responded with what the straw dolls knew was a smile.

(Help!)

(Falling~!)

(Aaaahhh!)

("?!")

However, at that moment, her attention suddenly shifted toward the infinite shower, where some straw dolls were teetering dangerously on the edge of the slide. Floating quickly, Goldie left to help them.

(Explore... Help... Go home...)

The small straw doll, with Goldie's words echoing in her mind, mustered her courage.

(I'll do it too!)

Determined to improve, she ventured out of the house. The outside world greeted her with a roar of noises and an endless array of unknown lights.

(Oohhh!)

But... at that moment, the young straw doll noticed a terrifying fact.

(Where am I...?)

That, in just a few seconds after her departure, the small doll found herself completely lost, with confusion reflected in her button eyes.

(Explore, help, go home!)

But without giving up, the young straw doll, determined despite her situation, continued on her path without direction, trying to remember her "mom's" orders about not revealing her existence publicly.

(I can do it!)

She went everywhere, staying hidden in the process, with the only hope of returning home or, at least, of being able to help someone.

"Coo-coo-coo-coo."

(Pigeon!)

Everything was going well until, in the middle of her search, she was hiding under a disposable cup on a building's rooftop, where she encountered a pigeon.

"Coo-coo-coo-coo!"

(Bad, bad pigeon!!)

Suddenly, that pigeon fiercely crashed into the cup, making her fall.

(Plop!)

"Hmm...?"

"What's wrong?"

"No... nothing, I just... I thought I heard something..."

The straw doll landed inside the purse of a woman who, in the company of an older man, was heading to a hotel.

("What do I do?")

And while the straw doll was hesitating about what to do...

"I won't turn back."

.... The woman reaffirmed her determination, remembering how she had gotten to this point.

That day, the woman named Kylien had a fight with her mother that led her to run away from home, which was a usual thing for her. She planned to stay at a friend's house, as always happened, but she hadn't counted on all of them having plans at that moment that prevented them from taking her in.

With no other choice given her situation, she opted to look for just any guy to support her, thus heading to the city in search of a suitable man.

After wandering around for a while, Kylien came across a simple-looking man whom she decided to bother and then take to a love hotel.

On the way, the man revealed to Kylien his predilection for sadomasochism and offered to pay her ten times the normal amount if she participated.

Kylien, without suspecting anything, accepted on the condition that he wouldn't leave any kind of scar, and that he would stop the moment she felt any real pain, under the idea that by paying her more than ten times the normal amount, it would allow her to stay in a hotel for a couple of days without selling herself to others.

Upon arriving at the room, Kylien placed her purse on the side of the bed after closing it, then undressed and began to flirt with the man.

"Ouch!"

But before she could even react, she felt a "prick" as she saw the man, who had pulled out a syringe at some point, inject her in the arm without warning.

"Hey! What was that?!"

The bewildered and somewhat agitated Kylien asked in a state of turmoil, demanding to know what the man had done.

"I could tell you, but it wouldn't be fun if I did."

"?!"

At that response, Kylien's worry and anxiety skyrocketed as she kept her distance from the man in front of her.

"Don't worry, you'll see soon enough, look."

The man said calmly, pointing to the spot where the needle had been stuck in.

"What is this?!"

When Kylien looked at it, she let out a scream of terror and confusion at the sight before her, but sadly, that scream wouldn't reach anyone thanks to the room's excellent soundproofing.

Before Kylien, her arm was deflating at an accelerated rate, shrinking more and more in the process, while she felt her strength leave her until she fell to the ground, watching helplessly as her body increasingly deflated.

"Wh-what? What have you done?"

Kylien said as her body continued to shrink, watching as her proud D-cup breasts, which she was secretly proud of, also deflated as if the air was escaping from her body, just like a balloon deflating.

"Answer me!"

Getting no response from the smiling man in front of her, Kylien screamed, trying to grab the man in a fit of hysteria, but only failed miserably as she was unable to move.

"Although you can't move, even if you try, you're still able to make noise."

The man finally replied, speaking nonchalantly and looking at the scene with an amused expression while Kylien felt her consciousness becoming more and more clouded.

"What?! What's happening?! Explain it to me!"

Seeing her desperation, the man laughed with genuine amusement, toying delicately with the needle between his fingers until he showed it in front of Kylien's desperate face.

"You see, this needle has something inside called 'skin medicine' that turns the victim into a skin suit."

The man said cheerfully with a look brimming with amusement, while Kylien's teeth chattered with fear at the unknown phenomenon caused by something beyond her comprehension.

"It's such an amazing medicine, don't you think? So I got it with the goal of experimenting with everything it was capable of, discovering many interesting and fun things in the process."

The man said with a giggle.

"The fear of your body being reduced to nothing but skin... enjoy it to the fullest."

"What are you talking about?! Put it back! Put it back!"

"I'm sorry, but that's impossible. Once you pop a balloon, can it go back to normal? It never goes back to normal, right? It's the same in your case."

While the man was saying this, Kylien could already feel her head starting to deflate, feeling her consciousness leaving her more and more.

"If this continues, the air in the head will run out first... Then I must start."

However, even the relief of losing consciousness seemed to be something the man was not going to allow, so he began to roll up Kylien's feet, causing a phenomenon similar to when a balloon with not enough air is squeezed, where his fingers sank in, bringing her deflated abdomen back to normal.

(What is this... a nightmare? A dream?)

In this way, the man continued flattening Kylien's deflated legs, rolling them up, leaving her in an unreal state as if she were a mat.

Like someone squeezing the contents out of a tube of toothpaste when there's little left, the man pushed the contents of her legs towards her stomach and chest.

"Hey... stop..."

Kylien trembled, she couldn't stop trembling, she was incapable of doing anything but trembling until her body was completely rolled up, except for her head, which had now returned to normal.

After that, the man took out a rope, wrapping it around her neck, which strangely didn't hurt her.

"This is the most fun you can have after all. How does it feel when your body becomes a single layer of skin?"

"......"

"Oh, perhaps?"

"....."

"Are you escaping reality?"

Finally, seeing how Kylien remained silent with a lost look of terror, the man took out adhesive tape, covering her mouth, and then, ironically, put her back in her own purse.

Upon regaining consciousness, Kylien was dazzled by the blinding light that hit her eyes.

"Ahhh! It's moving?"

(...What the hell is going on...?)

Upon hearing a sharp and adorable young voice, Kylien finally noticed the presence of a girl.

"...This isn't real... is it? I couldn't survive if it weren't a dream..."

"Oh, you spoke!"

"!...! Ah! H-help me!!!"

Finally, after accepting reality, Kylien immediately begged the girl in front of her for help, panting heavily.

"Why should I help you?"

"Huh...?"

However, her fleeting hope was cruelly crushed before her eyes.

"After all, you are now big brother's costume!"

"He did this to me!!!"

"And...?"

"!?"

"Don't worry, sister, because..."

"W-what...?"

"You'll also be a skin suit... LIKE ME."

After saying this with a creepy smile, the girl's back opened, revealing the man who emerged as if from a chrysalis, leaving the girl's costume lying on the floor.

"It wasn't bad, was it?"

"Ah, and you... you did that to your own sister too?!"

"Playing an adorable little sister is much better than the real one, who was just a spoiled brat. So she was the first person I used the medicine on after I got it, though I regret my inexperience in not being able to make her tremble with fear, terror, and regret."

Murmuring those words, the man looked at her.

"Once I have completely reduced her to skin, I can penetrate it, just like I just did. In other words, I can become that person. And what's more..."

After that, the man picked up the girl lying on the floor, now reduced to a hollow skin suit, put his mouth to the hole in the suit, and blew into it as if inflating a balloon.

Thanks to this, the girl, who had been left with only thin skin, quickly regained her thickness and became a normal girl.

"When I blow into the skin like this, it becomes a doll that will obey my orders faithfully. Isn't that incredible? Hey, I order you to take this new skin to the showroom."

"Yes, master."

In that way, the girl who seemed to be the man's sister stood up mechanically, taking Kylien away as instructed.

"W-wait a second! What do you plan to do with me?"

"I'll exhibit you in the showroom until I get tired of you. When I do, I'll completely deflate you, so do your best not to become boring."

The man replied with a laugh to Kylien's desperate question.

After that, the room she had been taken to could only be described as a strange space where, apart from the entrance wall, the rest were lined with human skins, hanging like clothes. There were quite a few. There must have been at least thirty. And in the very center of the room, there was a square desk with four heads on it in a similar state to Kylien, with their bodies recently skinned from the neck down, the skin folded and their necks resting on them. They had a ball gag or a cylindrical gag to prevent them from speaking.

"H-help... me."

"...."

Without responding to her last plea, the girl left Kylien lying on the table, still inside her own purse with only her head showing, after which she left, turning off the lights in the room.

(Fwaaa~... I woke up!)

However, what no one knew was that in that very purse, all that time, a young straw doll continued to sleep peacefully.

(Where am I?)

Who, knowing nothing of what was happening, tried to get out of the dark space she was in, accidentally entering the inside of the skin suit...

"What's happening?!"

(Oooohh!!)

.... Causing an unexpected result.