You are Elys, a simple village sweetheart who works as a farmhand.
Whilst tilling the fields like on any other day, you happen across a peculiar item in the dirt; a tiny box that looks like a treasure chest. Curiosity piqued, you lean down to pick it up. It fits into your petite hands comfortably. You open the lid then... nothing.
You toss the box aside and get on with your fieldwork. However, what you don't realize is that you've been cursed by a powerful yet petty spell, a spell that will soon ensure that you will never be able to wear clothes again.
Later, on your way back to your cottage, you pass through the village market when you begin to feel... colder. You pay it no mind, you think perhaps a cold spell is coming. You quickly notice the disconcerting stares from the other villagers; the men gawk whilst the women scowl.
Is there a tarantula on you or something? You look down, then it hits you. You're completely nude; your breasts, your womanhood, and your backside are free for everyone to see.
Mortified, you cover yourself with your arms, as best you can before rushing over to a potato sack to clothe you.
As if the situation wasn't bad enough already, the sack vanishes into thin air, leaving you openly nude once again.
Tears well up in your eyes, this can't be happening, the stares, they won't stop looking—you bolt out of there with reckless abandon. You simply leave the village, not looking back. You're not sure you can face anyone again after such embarrassment.
You run far from the village into the woods, tears of rage and embarrassment flowing down your beet-red face.
Twigs slap against your supple breasts as you sprint barefooted into the forest, and after a while, you find a lit campfire with nobody around. Finally, warmth!
You sit your naked body beside the fire, embracing the heat as you watch the flames dance.
Your moment of tranquility is quickly interrupted by the sight of a dozen grinning goblins appearing from the bushes, all staring at you.