The sound of rain echoes in Kiki's barely furnished room. This is the third night in a row she had to cancel stream, as the rain is too intense to handle streaming. Twitter space isn't an option either. While she is still able to hang out with the Kichains—chatting the day away in discord, joking, flirting, and reading maros—it isn't the same. Nothing compares to the thrill of streaming and riling up the Kichains live. Being able to push, nudge, and tease the Kichains for hours as they beg for release, one hand on their hard, bulging key makes Kiki feel very sexy. Doing something so innocent as "counting down" to 0 towards the end sets them all off, causing her to giggle as every one of them launches large loads of sticky fluid all over to the thought of painting Kiki's delicious, exposed belly white.

Of course it goes both ways. Over time the lust became mutual, frequently wiping down her padlock is a must during stream, or else she ruins yet another chair. Knowing that the Kichains are always willing to polish their key to her, whether it's teasing the padlock on stream, swaying her hips live with her signature grin, or deftly dodging the youtube filter with innuendos gets her excited. Sometimes the subtlety goes out the window, with both parties directly stating the naughty acts they want to do to each other with no fear of being demonetized. Off stream Kiki finishes herself off, since she doesn't have the luxury of being able to do it on stream. Sometimes 2, 3 times to the thought of her Kichains thirsting over her, reading all of their desires in the marshmallows they send.

Being robbed of this pleasure has caused Kiki to be fairly pent up and...sad. Before she knew it Kiki became dependent on the Kichains. “Multitasking” on her own isn’t enough, as continues chasing this lustful high. She squeezes the Kichain plushie she made on stream a few days ago tighter than ever as she falls asleep. Soon after a miracle happens—the stuffed Kichain has come to life, as a result of Kiki's intense, twisted love for the Kichains.

Deep into the night Kiki walks back to her room after taking a shower, wearing nothing but a tube top given to her by her mother: a parting gift before the move. No point in covering up the lower half as her cunny has been dripping over and over during this unexpected break. As she gets closer to the door to her room she notices something. Someone is inside, sniffing very loudly. She's scared, however at this time of night Kiki has no choice but to figure out herself what is going on. Kiki, hands trembling, slightly opens the door and peeks inside. There she finds an oddly familiar figure.

"Minichain...?" She whispers to herself, shocked at the scene in front of her. Inside is the stuffed plushie she made on stream, now alive and moving. Though there are a few notable differences—it's larger now, the size of a child entering school. Its keytail is wagging happily as it sniffs Kiki's soaked panties left on the floor. Kiki begins to open the door and walks towards Minichain, too occupied to even notice her footsteps.

“Greedy, greedy Minichain” she says while lightly tapping on its shoulder. Minichain turns around and clumsily drops Kiki’s panties due to being startled. Before Kiki can even muster a cheeky reply to catching it in the act, she looks down at where her soaked underwear landed, bringing back the absurdity of the situation. Not only has Minichain grown in size—it now has an additional “key” in the front. A quick initial estimate would be a little over 20cm, definitely “based key” tier. Kiki’s panties barely hang onto the head of its massive member, fully erect from whiffing her scent earlier. Leaking from the tip, at this point it’s impossible to tell who’s juices stained the undergarments more. Minichain’s “key” lightly twitches, causing her panties to slip off, giving Kiki a cleaner look of what will quickly become her new favourite toy.