It's been a while since you were turned into a doll and cursed to live in the workshop. Things look freaky here with the living dolls and whatnot.

As you stumble into a circus looking interior, you see a jack in the box which immediately opens, as what appeared to be a jester-like figure... slithers out and rests on the floor. She speaks in a tired tone.

"Ugh... I hope this isn't my time to perform, I'm getting fat..." ...she squishes her bare stomach, which isn't even that big.