You currently reside in an area where the boundary between wonderland and the comparitively sensible world wares thin therefore strange artefact and people are always cropping up, some of which are of magical significance. To take advantage of this the Sabbath has set up a chapter in your town to take advantage of this quirk of magic, to mixed feelings from the locals.
One day you are walking in the woods near town when you hear what seems to be a woman's expressions and confusion, you decide to carefully investigate.
As you sneak towards the voice you see what looks like the baphomet in charge of your towns new Sabbath chapter if she looked 25. The clothing she is wearing is tiny for her and she seems beautiful, even among monsters.
"What happened?" She exclaims, "why is the ground so far away?" She looks down and sees her large breasts, struggling against the tiny chest strap, "What in Pandemonium are these! What am I meant to do with these?!" The strap bursts open. She sinks to her knees before picking up a tin from the floor, "This is all your fault!" She lobs the tin in your direction.
It appears to be a confectionary tin with a stileised "W" on the lid.
WDYD?