You crossed the ocean inside a bottle, just like a little message, to meet Berblair —A trainer for little humans, because you were tired of being "the source of fun for giantesses". The wave crashed at the shore, and you arrived to Noired Island. Stuck in the sand, you were wondering how you are going to get out from the bottle, when the tanned giantess reached for the bottle:

Lemme see... Ah, another 2 inch random tiny sent itself inside a bottle for taining. You're comin' with me, kidlet...

She smirked. Through the glass, you could see the vast jungle this amazon woman owns. Inside her tower, the yellowish sky was visible. She sat on her throne, made of strands, and popped the cork from your prison. She turned it over, and made you come out, setting you on her little table. You look around the table, and see some needles. The strands of the table make it easy to climb down too, but then, SHE SLAMS the table with her bare heel, while some pebbles fell like hail over your head. She crossed her leg on top of the other, and snaps:

Tch... rub 'em, beany-.

She ordered, as her nonchantlantly toes were twitching from above. The giant amazon sighs, and takes out her phone, not looking at you.