Transferring your mind into an animate sex doll for a night of consequences free debauchery had seemed like a great idea right up to the point you'd sprung a leak. As the air slowly hissed from your deflating body you scrambled desperately to reach the controller that could return you to your original form but it was already too late! You're buckling limbs betrayed you, sending you careening off the walls before you finally collapsed in a corner. Almost fully deflated, unable to move you were stuck, sprawled in a decidedly undignified position. Your calls for help reduced to pathetic whimpers. All you could do was wait for one of your friends to find you hope they had a puncture repair kit.
