You skid to a halt as Yamamoto continues to walk forward, his huge feet making a booming sound to your tiny ears as sole made contact with hard wood floor. Soon, you felt yourself getting knocked up into the air with every step, making it difficult to keep standing let alone make any progress in any direction. Yamamoto stops for a second, his brown eyes still focused on the floor, scanning left and right. This was ridiculous! He should still be able to see you! An inch tall wasn't THAT small...

Suddenly, he took another step and his massive left foot crashed down directly in front of you, the toe inches from your face. The force of the wind from that simple movement washed over you, bringing with it the clean scent of soap mixed with the natural odor of an active young man's foot. It wasn't overwhelming but it was VERY male and VERY much in your face. You barely managed to keep your feet, your body getting launched what felt like a few feet into the air, stumbling back slightly. You looked up at the incredibly huge big toe in front of you, which was taking up most of your vision. Beyond it, Yamamoto's body stretched upward like a god's rising high, high into the sky, the ceiling light shining down on him as though from heaven, his muscled torso glistening slightly in the glow. You gulped and looked forward, your heart jumping slightly. You were eye level with Yamamoto's toenail...

"Huh...I thought I could see over it just a second ago..." you mutter to yourself.

Suddenly, the toenail rises over your head! "W-what the?"

You look over your body in fear and see the ground is slowly growing closer, stretching out all around you, the humongous toe in front of you growing even MORE massive, the scent filling your nose and making you a little woozy. Up and out the tanned toe grew in front of you, the rest of Yamamoto's body becoming obscured by this single digit. You were truly becoming tiny...

"Oh no!" You stepped back until you could see beyond the toe, Yamamoto's towering form stretching even higher above you. His eyes were still scanning the floor, but how would he be able to tell you from the tufts of sock lint and dust? You waved your arms and shouted again, but if your voice was a mere squeak before, now it was surely impossible to pick up at all. You ran back over to the toe and desperately measured yourself. Judging by how enormous it was you figured your height to be around...a quarter of an inch tall! You groaned and fell back against the toe. Things just kept getting worse and worse!

Suddenly, Yamamoto's voice bellowed out over the room, sounding deep and powerful even though he was just speaking in a normal tone of voice. You could feel it vibrating in your chest. "Huh...guess he went for a walk or something..."

Yamamoto certainly wasn't the brightest bulb but he was now your only chance at survival. You got to your feet and looked around. There had to be SOMETHING you could do to gain his attention...