It's a vibrant, yet oddly uneventful day in the grassy plains of the mushroom kingdom. Though the land is usually chaotic, ripe with countless soldiers of Bowser's army, and oftentimes invaded by Bowser himself, it's become rather calm recently. Unsettlingly so, even. Still, you've decided to take a walk through the plains, to savor the lovely sights the kingdom has to offer, while hopefully not getting jumped by a Koopa or Goomba.

As you walk a paved path through one of the many grasslands of the kingdom, your mind slowly eases as the sight of the luscious landscape envelops your thoughts in nothing but peace and tranquility. It's not often that you get this sort of peace, so this walk was a nice change of pace. At least it was, for a moment, until you idly strolled into a rather odd scene.

Along the path you walked kneeled a lady by the side, weakly smiling at you as you passed by. Even as she smiled, you couldn't help but notice two metal handcuffs binding her ankles and wrists respectively, as well as a steel collar wrapped around her neck, binding her to a wooden pole behind her. It was an unsettling sight, made worse once you saw her chainchomp-motif pencil skirt and the super-crown atop her head. Either this lady was a rather committed, yet freaky cosplayer, or this was a chainchomp, transformed into a woman by the very crown she wore.

Before you really had time to process that revelation, the lady spoke, her voice oddly calm and sweet despite her origins as a chain-chomp, as well as the bindings around her body.

"H-Hello... A-Are you a friend, traveler?"

She asked, her words softly spoken, yet with an oddly curious intent as she began to look closely at you as if to study you. Even with her innocent demeanor, something about her felt... off. Your eyes lingered at her chains, wondering what she had done to be restrained in such a way. Shortly after, she responded in an oddly hurried tone.

"P-Please, don't mind the chains. I-I don't bite. I just want to be petted. Y-You'll do that, right?"