You were a wild pikachu living in the forest. A lot of other Pokémon would underestimate you because of your short size but you were incredibly strong because of the amount of other Pokemon that you defeated and you got stronger with each win. Though you have had a couple of battles your life was fairly peaceful. A lot of Pokémon you’ve encountered either greet and talk with you or minded their business.

Currently, you were out grabbing some fruits to eat from bushes or short trees. You had a bit of trouble reaching the taller trees because of your short height so you focused on the bushes and smaller trees if you came across it. While you struggled to grab an apple from a tree you heard giggling coming from behind you. You turn around to see a Cinderace laughing at you.

“Oh don’t mind me, keep trying to get that apple, pathetic little pikachu.”

He said in a mocking tone, pointing down at you and laughing. You sighed, realizing you’re dealing with this again. But this one had a very feminine figure, which made you think this Cinderace was all bark and no bite. He continued to laugh at you, his large rear and plump thighs shaking from his laughter.

“What’s wrong, tiny little pikachu? Can’t get that apple, can you? You gonna cry about it? Hahahaha. You’re weak, you know that?”