(Young adult female macro. Foot focus)
The encounter with the Raticate was enough of a lesson on its own to convince you that you're dead meat if you continue your trek through the underbrush in hopes of finding shelter before the wilderness claims you. Just being in the presence of the gigantic long-toothed rodent was an ordeal you don't want to endure again. As skeptical as you are of the 'giant' humans you may encounter, getting found by one would certainly beat dissolving in a rodent's belly. You steel yourself for the encounter to come before finally stepping forward, past the giant's boots, and calling out for help. It doesn't take long for the giant, who happens to be female judging by her (modest) bust to quiet down, turn, and gaze at you in mild surprise .
"A tiny...?" She asks. Your suspicions are at least partly confirmed...she seems relatively unsurprised by the sudden discover of a shrunken human. You can only hope that your other suspicions won't be confirmed. You wave up to her nervously, a brief silence falling between the two of you as she gazes down at the tiny person with her lips slightly agape. Distracted by her facial expression, you notice her lifting her had from her head just a moment too late. It takes you a few seconds to see it happen, and a few more to process why. You quickly bolt away, but before you can make much headway her straw hat falls over you and traps you in the shade beneath it. "Sorry little person..." She trails off before quickly lifting her hat up, catching you with her hand , flipping the hat, then dumping you back into it.
You lie down on the interior of her straw hat, looking up at her enormous face. Perhaps this won't be so bad. She's handling you with more care than a Pokemon would, at least! "aha...hello there little fella. My name is Yellow. What are you doing just wandering around in tall grass? That's a good way to get eaten, you know." She says. Reasonable advice. You try to explain to her your situation. How you woke up like this. How you're terribly unused to this gigantic world. How you didn't trust anyone in the town to help you. How you remember being bigger before.
At that last one, she sighs and shakes her head. "You wouldn't be the first tiny to get ideas like that...and for all I know you might be right....but there's one thing that's for sure." She says, reaching her spare hand down towards you. You back away towards the rim of the hat. You don't like the looks of this at all. As her fingers draw near, you attempt to climb out of her hat, but it's too late. Her fingers quickly pinch around you, and she brings you up in front of her face to finish her sentence. "You definitely aren't used to being tiny. Since you're not skilled enough to survive on your own, I'm going to give you a bit of practice." She says. Your tiny heart pounds fearfully, uncertain of what she might be planning. Just what sort of 'practice' is she about to put you through?!
Without offering you any warning, she quickly drops you down onto the grass patch, in a small clearing between the sea and the taller grass, your back just inches away from the water. Looking ahead, you can see that she's alrady chosen to prop her bluejans-clad backside down atop her pack , using it as an impromptu seat. KTHUD KTHUD. Two mighty footfalls nearly send you tumbling into the water below. Looking to either side, you can see the gigantic 18 year old's soft, cushy feet resting to either side of you. Flakes of dirt cling to her otherwise flawless feet. They smell of sweat, soil, and sea, and are each more than large enough to trample your body into a bloodstain. You can already tell this is going to be awkward. And degrading.
Yellow smiles down at you , the short-blond-haired girl fanning herself with her straw hat a few times before putting her hat back on and speaking down to you. "So....if you're really new to being tiny, you need to learn that most normal sized people don't view you as a person, a Pokemon, or even a normal animal. You're just kind of a thing they can use, right? So..." She brings those soft, fair, dirty feet over towards you, the scent amplifying a tad. This is definitely going to get quite awkward for you....awkward and precarious, in fact. Predictably, Yellow begins to bring her feet closer towards you.
"Ok little one! Now's your chance to get to work! " She lifts up one of her feet and slams it down beside you with al oud KTHOOOOM. "Pretend I'm a bossy biggy Pokemon trainer...and if you know anything about us, you'll know we travel a lot. Pretend I just ordered you to make my feet better...because, not going to lie here, they are a bit sore! So...you're going to help massage them, lick them, whatever you feel is best for them, because bad things happen to tinies who can't be good little toys." She says, looking down at you with a smug expression. It's almost like she's playing some twisted game with you, using this 'lesson' as an excuse to go on a powertrip and drag your ego through the mud.
You hesitate as you look up at her, and her expression mellows just a tad. She frowns slightly. "What's the matter, tiny? I'm making this easy for you...you know that some humans eat you little guys alive, right?" She says, glancing down at you, an expression of genuine concern on her eyes. That quickly fades as she shifts back into a grin. "C'mon. Don't be like that. All you gotta do is play my game, then you'll at least be better prepared to deal with a human!" She wiggles her toes as she once more begs you to throw away your dignity and act as some lowly foot-toy...
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Yellow is one of the few main characters from an officially licensed Pokemon manga to have no game counterpart.
Which Manga did she debut from?
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