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From behind the mounds of rubble and clouds of ashen dust in the castle stood two women covered in deep bruises holding onto each other. To many, they were known as some of the deadliest pirates that sailed the seas. To their friends they were Nami and Nico Robin respectively. Yet to the equally bloodied up, heavy-set girl whose puffy pink bangs fell before her huge eyes, they were eyesores whose slender, skinny faces made her shake at the sight.
No matter where they ran beyond the mess in front of her, Perona spotted them by Nami’s big head of orange hair. She guided her to the corner of the throne room where Robin spread her arms outward and kneeled. Only then did she leap forward at them, narrowly avoiding the dozens of arms bursting through the floor where she once stood. Perona growled beneath her breath and glared back at the girls. When her soldiers told her that the Straw Hat Pirates were coming, she never would have expected a wanted criminal like Robin to be amongst the group. Nor did she expect the crackles of lightning fizzling above where she landed.
Within seconds, Perona’s world became a white void that became visible by the booming sounds that surrounded her. Nami and Robin’s tall, crooked, apple-shaped silhouettes sprinted at her, becoming clear when they each planted their feet into her chest. Perona screamed as she slammed against the floor, bounced up, then skidded to where her throne rested. Her left eye jittered in an attempt to open up. The girls weaved in and out of being a blur the closer they marched toward her, yet the tip of Nami’s golden staff never disappeared. Arms hugged the nearby slab of stone as Perona lifted herself above it before stopping the instant Nami aimed her weapon at her in the sunlight.
“You stupid girls… haven’t you done enough damage already? Look what you’ve done to my cute little face - to my beautiful home!” Perona jerked her head at the sky, gesturing to the pockets of light poking through. They glistened upon the three of them with Nami herself glowing from her head down to the end of her staff pressing against Perona’s tiny nose. She jerked it side-to-side as Robin kept Perona pinned beneath her heel, unaware of the hushed whispers behind them.
“Save it, Perona. You should be grateful we didn’t bring everybody else with us.” Robin pressed her foot down harder, inciting Perona to squeal profusely.
“Robin’s right! You’ve been harassing the people of the nearby port for too long!” Nami reaffirmed. “Princess or not, we’re taking you down!”
Nami slammed her staff at the end of her sentence, grazing the side of Perona’s shaking head. She gnawed at lip as she gazed behind Robin’s stocky leg. Why hadn’t her reinforcements arrived yet? Surely her servants should have been by her side knowing that their princess was in pain. It would be impossible for the girls to have killed them prior to when they fought, especially if Perona’s pets were already dead.
Pulses pounded in Perona’s ears when Robin pulled her up. Nami hooked her arm around Perona’s before making their way outside, despite the latter kicking and stomping the ground. She screamed at them until voice cracked, yet she continued to shriek nevertheless. With each step, Perona reeled herself back at her captors, prompting Robin to jam her elbow into her stomach. All noise in the room ceased to exist as she gasped and wheezed. It’s then that the once quiet whispers grew louder, leading Perona to find a slew of familiar, pudgy faces staring down at her from above.
White, wispy creatures made up of thin bodies, blue lips, and beady eyes gathered around the chandelier. Some smiled at Perona - others hissed at her enemies. She smiled back at them before smirking to herself. Nami and Robin reached the front door as Perona literally dragged her heels on the floor. Everyone’s movement came to a halt before Robin raised her fist in the air and brought it against Perona. That’s when she jerked her head to the side, thereby prompting her ghosts to emerge from where they hid.
“Do I have to keep kicking your ass?” Robin questioned.
Perona mustered a weak grin and snickered. “Horo horo horo horo! You’ve already kicked me enough, I just want to enjoy what's left of my beautiful home a little more before we go.”
“Enjoy it? We just tore it apart!” Nami blurted.
“She’s just trying to annoy us, Nami.” Robin shook her head and tugged on Perona’s arm. “C’mon, keep moving. In ten years, no one will even remember your name or your legacy.”
“On the contrary, I think I’ll be remembered… fondly.” Perona gazed at the ceiling and smiled; spirits passing down before her. They swam to her giggling face while she pulled on Robin and Nami’s arms again. That last act of defiance prompted Robin to shake Nami aside before punching Perona to the ground, where her ghosts quickly followed suit.
Rays of sunshine rained over her as Perona froze mid-air. Huge locks of pink curly hair dangled side-to-side while her limbs were spread outward. It wasn’t until Robin and Nami turned to face her that Perona craned her head back and cackled. Only her swarm of ghosts waiting in the ceiling caused her to stop as a heavy shadow fell upon those that stood before her and increased in length every passing second.
The cool texture of icy nothingness tickled the back of Perona’s throat. She pinched an eye shut at the menagerie of phantoms entering her slack jaw. At first, she exhaled through her nose with her mouth clogged by the invisible force. It came down as if Perona were drinking something, yet there was no taste to what she drank. Nevertheless, she moaned at her followers' arrival. Eyes popped open and rolled into the back of her head the faster they came, with a soft warm light welling in her stomach and flowing throughout her curved spine.
Perona’s muscles stiffened before softening soon after. Limbs flexed and jittered as they expanded, unable to move on their own. Robin peered closer to find added layers of supple tissue pumping at Perona’s thighs, then spreading to her hips while deepening the gap that led at her chest. Whatever muscles she possessed behind her frail legs became stuffed underneath more than two feet worth of fat. The small, slick black shoes she wore squirmed and eventually popped open as her toes broke through, followed by Perona’s equally puffy soles tearing the backs apart.
Scraps of leather fell below Perona alongside pieces of her frilly crimson skirt. Folds of fat protruded around the waistband and formed holes in her clothing. Nami and Robin watched on with the former biting her lip. She brought her staff toward Perona and fired lightning directly at her. Just before it could strike Perona, her stomach bulged up into a round, bulbous shape, and ricocheted the attack at one of the nearby walls. Nami yelled before bringing the staff closer to her face while Robin’s brow, much like Perona, rose to the roof. As her gut bloated farther over her skirt, so too did her thighs alongside her once flat chest bulk up in size. The big-eyed outline of a skull stretched the farther Perona’s breasts spread and sank. Only the swollen stomach below them kept them hanging up as the puffy outline of her nipples presented themselves.
When the back end of her skirt split and fell to the ground, Perona pouted her lip before the mess she made. One foot wiggled at the girls who watched her lean it against the ground and stand tall. The shuttering of her roof did little to settle Perona’s twitching brow. She covered her head from falling debris then swiped at whatever she hadn’t knocked over yet. When the sun shined down upon all the girls, Perona exhaled through her nose while continuing to frown. Palms glazed across her massive belly which drooped over her crotch and lifted it high before letting collapse. It wobbled in both directions then stopped as she squished her sides together. Perona flared her nostrils and grumbled, lost in thought at how fat she grew. Her hips extended far beyond her stocky shoulders; thighs wider than what Robin stood in height. Yet it’s the slim white thong wedged between her ballooning ass cheeks that had her red in the face.
Whenever she took a step, Perona’s ass wobbled and shifted for seconds on end. Wiggling her hips sent them into a wavy loop. A second chin formed beneath her first as she reached her hands behind, drumming them along to her giggling. All the while, Nami and Robin remained frozen by the door. Neither of them took a step, nor did they lower their arms away from their chests. Even as Perona gave her taut ass a firm slap, she didn’t keep her eyes off the frightened little girls who beat her senseless upon approaching her.
“Horo horo horo horo! Oh, I do hate having to do this. Getting so big makes me totally look like a big, fat pig! No boy’s ever gonna wanna love me with all this weight holding me back.” Perona folded her meaty arms together and approached Nami and Robin. Miraculously, her milky white long-sleeved coat remained intact in spite of the rest of her outfit.
“Oh, that’s a huge bitch…” Robin whispered. She gripped her fist as Perona stomped fiercely at the group. Cracks formed where she stepped and splintered further upon stopping. It’s then that Perona smirked at the girls before turning on her heel, presenting her new fat ass to them.
“Of course, I’m not complaining too much. My little ghosties love to help me size up.” she cooed. “Now stand absolutely still! These legs are built for sitting!”
A heavy shadow fell upon Nami and Robin before they jumped to the light. Clouds of dust and shards of rubble fired at them as Perona exhaled. There were bits of stone embedded within her cheeks, yet she giggled at their feeble presence. Everything either looked like a dot or felt like an ant underneath the added layers of fat she accrued.
Perona stood tall before wiggling her hips free of the debris, sending it spiraling in Nami’s direction. It took less than a second to have her spinning her staff, twirling the shards back at Perona. Nami pinched an eye shut as they either ricocheted off her fat ass again or grazed her coat revealing folds of skin underneath. When she came to a stopp, Perona turned to Nami and folded her arms together. The edges of her cheeks creasing into a grin sent a sharp jolt that ran up Nami’s spine. She held the end of her staff towards Perona as swirls of lightning sparked around it; clouds darkening above the girls.
“You were already a big pain, but this is pushing it! Let’s see how you like this!” Nami stomped her foot on the floor before a flash of thunder exploded in the sky, leading to bolts of lightning hitting Perona point blank in the face! Hands raced to the front as she stumbled momentarily and wailed at the ruined ceiling, giving Nami the first moment of repose she had prior to when Perona became obese. She brought her staff to her feet only for Perona’s crying to become giggles shortly thereafter.
When she peeled her hands aside, the bridge of her nose became a raw shade of black that disappeared by smearing it off with her hand. It’s a matter of wiping the soot on her thigh, then slamming her foot on the ground and sending Nami in the air! She shrieked at the ceiling and quivered as Perona caught her just before she hit the concrete. Wiggling around had her shaking Nami up and down before she came to a stop. Her head spun in circles, yet she kept her mouth shut. The air in her lungs stayed a quiet scream even as Perona brought Nami to her huge, gaping eyes that stared over every inch of her puny body.
“Horo horo horo! I’m sorry, was I supposed to ‘like’ that? Because it really just felt like a little slap to the face.” Perona pinched Nami’s staff between her index finger and thumb before pulling it away in one swipe. She opened her gaping jaw and dropped it down her throat, swallowing Nami’s only weapon in one bite.
When Perona smacked her stomach with her tongue sticking out at her, the color in Nami’s face vanished. At most, she clawed at her thumb, yet she refused to fight back. After being shaken senseless and demonstrably disarmed, nerves twisted within her own gut. She heaved over her hand and gazed at the ground. The word ‘bitch’ sat on her tongue, just to be gulped back when she remembered who was watching her.
That’s when a small, blue-clad figure could be seen sprinting by Perona’s feet and Nami leaned closer to find Robin stomping her big toe. Pupils shrank as Perona tossed Nami over her shoulder and to the castle wall. Her cries were silenced when a platoon of ghostly hands emerged to grab her, holding Nami close to the surface. It’s a matter of lowering her beside Robin then letting her go as Perona shot daggers at the pair. Robin simply fired her own back. Her brow pinched shut as she snapped her fingers, commanding hordes of arms to appear by Perona’s ankles and dig their nails into her skin.
One by one, they dragged Perona down where she stumbled in place. Her gut spilled towards the girls, yet Robin summoned one last hand to push it back. Nami hid behind her while the hands left marks in Perona’s body. Two of them jerked her from behind and another pair tipped her forward. Robin concentrated on throwing Perona so that her ass would be aimed at the roof, yet the sheer size of Perona’s body outweighed the strength of Robin’s arms. A harsh, pulsing force rocked her head, not helped by Perona shaking the hands on her left foot off, lifting it up, then stomping on them below, leaving Robin screeching upon impact.
She placed her real hands to her forehead and continued to scream as Perona yanked off those that continued to clutch her other foot. From there, she smashed them beneath her heel with a haughty grin on her face. As Perona glared at the girls, Robin’s thighs locked together leaving her unable to stand straight and Nami having to hold her to her chest. Neither of the girls moved a muscle. They kept beside each other as Nami gazed fearfully at Perona’s ass blocking out any view of the outside world or even the crumbling castle roof behind her squared cheeks.
“Guh! Ugh, goddamnit! Nothing’s working! There’s too much blubber on her to make dents!” growled Robin.
Perona laughed and wiggled her ass at the duo. The bottom of her thong appeared in white flashes as she turned her cheeks to the side before placing her finger to her lip.
“I consider it more room to love, something you girls could probably use more of!” Perona chortled to herself as Nami glanced at her waist and chewed her lip. No wonder everyone said she looked better in just a bra. “But that’s okay, I don’t mind sharing mine, especially after how much you’ve showered me with your affection!”
Before either Nami or Robin could move, Perona, squatted her ass at them, titled herself back and transformed their worlds into a dark void of nothingness where no light shined through. The ground rumbled beneath them, yet they felt nothing other than hard granite tearing at them from behind. Nami’s eyes stretched open as she frantically pressed against the fleshy surface holding her down. Palms shoved themselves against it and heaved to no avail. Only when Perona arose did Nami’s vision clear, although when she glanced above she immediately wished it hadn’t.
Inches of smooth, supple, chunky skin awaited her on all sides. Grabbing hold of her surroundings and flipping herself to the front had Nami tensing when she saw the throne room rising then falling around her. She gazed to the left to find Robin’s bronzed-skinned arm draped over a squishy, boxy shape, with little sign of her body anywhere else in sight. It was just Nami alongside the few flashes of a white, flowing jacket where a clammy hand could be seen at the side.
At that moment, her stomach tensed and she shuddered against the surface. It didn’t take long to realize where she was, yet Perona’s chortles gave Nami a chilling reminder of the situation. She gripped Perona’s ass tight until fat poured through the gaps surrounding her fingers. The smallest step threatened to drop Nami and Robin where they rested right at the center of her respective cheeks, unable to move where they were let alone lift their heads. Even Nami’s knuckles whitened while holding on to her ass, so much so that her arms collapsed beside her and stayed put.
“Urgh…” Nami groaned to herself as she turned her head in Robin’s direction. She watched her fingers twitch, yet didn’t see Robin herself emerge behind the waves of fat holding her in. “R-Robin?! Can you hear me?! Can you move at all?”
Robin squeezed Perona’s cheek; grunting and jerking upward to no avail. The sweat that ran down Perona’s body glued Robin in place. That there was an entire foot worth of flesh around her failed to make escaping any easier. Not even clawing at her ass with her toes did anything to Perona, other than incite her to give the cheek where Robin laid a pat.
“Oh, don’t be so upset, girls. Big butts are totally in this year!” exclaimed Perona. “I’ve seen so many people shaking their booties to some sexy singing music boxes outside and I gotta say… It's been making me a little jealous.”
Nami’s brow craned to the roof as Perona released her grip. “W-wha…? But you’re already enormous!”
“I know, but I’m also sooooo fat! And nobody’s gonna want this ass if I don’t have it big enough to compensate for my tummy. That’s why I gotta play it up when I make my debut, ya know?” Perona snapped her fingers before raising her voice. Even behind the layers of tissue that encompassed her ass, Nami and Robin jolted as she screeched her next words throughout the castle. “SERVAAAAANNNTS!! FOOOOD!! NOW!!”
Milky white swirls burst through the doors carrying pieces of fruit and meat inside them as if they were waiting on cue for Perona’s command. Rather than drop them off so that she could pick up the food and eat it, the horde of ghosts traveled into her open mouth joining their fellow brethren inside. Perona’s teeth made quick work of the meals, never slowing down to savor what she ate in favor of shredding everything apart before swallowing. A long moan passed through her mouth as she gorged on what her followers brought her alongside said followers themselves. The cold watery flavor they provided helped wash down that of the apples she ate and the bits of steak she swallowed. None of the spirits hesitated when they arrived at their final destination. Their cause would be met in feeling Perona grow further beyond the limits of her original self.
It was midway through Perona’s meal that Nami exhaled through her mouth and pushed her hands back on her ass. The sweat that stuck her to where she had been trapped became dry, allowing her to free her legs from their place. Nami stretched her neck side-to-side as a dull groan could be heard to her left. She jolted in place, then saw Robin smacking her lips as she ran her arm across the ass that ensnared her. Supple flesh melted in the palm of her hand before the warm glow of Nami’s hair led Robin’s eye to her grimacing her way.
“Ro… Robin? Can you move…?” Nami kept her voice to a low pitch as Robin slowly raised one leg in the air and smacked her lips. The view of the outside world became less blurry by blinking her eyes, yet an overarching numbness continued to consume her.
“That depends, is there anywhere else we can even go? I don’t think we’re safe anywhere.” Pressing her hands back on the cheek with her feet glued below her, Robin leaned forward at the shifting floor below and shuddered. Given that she and Nami didn’t reach Perona’s thighs in height, jumping off seemed risky. There wasn’t anywhere else to grab hold off other than her love handles which continued to pour over the thong. Light glistened by the edges of her skin as Robin came to a pause. The shine seemed to be extending farther and farther until Perona’s skin covered the edges of her underwear. She kept her focus fixated on it before a deep growling sound shook Robin to reality. A series of tremors raced across her spine the longer it sounded off. Because as Robin continued to stay close to Perona’s bloated stomach, so too did the roars escalate in volume.
The hairs on Nami’s neck arose when Perona clenched her cheeks together. She looked at Robin who stared back at her; eyes wider than ever. She knew that sound anywhere whenever she finished gorging on her meals. And they always led to a foul mist purveying all those that dared to step within it.
“Well, if we don’t move now, we’re doomed.” Nami whispered. “C’mon, please just take it slow with me.”
Robin sneered at the grumbling then leered at Nami. “If we die during this, I’m going out for myself, not because you asked me to.”
The joints in her limbs stung crawling down, yet Robin alongside Nami slid past the wave of flesh while it swelled underneath them. They dug their feet deep within Perona’s ass as their hands slipped on the greased-up surface courtesy of her fresh sweat. Nami’s chest heaved in and out the closer they reached the ground while Robin’s jaw went slack. The throne in which Perona once sat couldn't be seen from where they resided, not even until the linoleum surface grew closer to them. Only when its tattered, pearly exterior flashed briefly that Nami attempted to jump just to be encased under Perona’s ass again.
Nami screamed one second, then went silent the other. None of her muscles moved so much as she splayed her limbs across the ground. The chill of the floor was punctuated by the rise in temperature surrounding her. Nami coughed and wheezed as a foul odor hit the air, leading her to hold her breath. She smelled something raw akin to dried meat left to rot in the sun for days on end. It filled Nami’s nostrils immediately, forcing her to take deep mouthfuls of air at the cost of it alongside the ground hitting her taste buds. And still for all of what Perona subjected her to, nothing compared to hearing Robin’s muffled whimpers from more than six feet away.
The faint glimpse of her that she saw showed Robin on her shoulder being buried by Perona’s ever expanding ass. She clamped her teeth shut while Perona rubbed her stomach and began inhaling then exhaling deeply. What felt like a solid weight coursed through her lower intestine to a sharp pressure poking at her behind. Gagging on the ghosts had the last dozen of them coming to a halt. They fluttered by her side as Perona’s fingers kneaded at her squirming gut. No longer did it show her tight, fat crotch pushing past underwear, nor could she keep her tattered coat stretched over her back from tearing any further. Perona shook her ass across the throne room’s floor as she lifted one leg in the air and grunted until the screams in her gut cut her wails short.
THHHHHRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFTTTTTT!!!!
Eyes rolled to the back of Nami’s head while Perona faintly moaned to herself. There was no mistaking what she did as the space Nami and Robin occupied grew in humidity. If the increase in heat or the hellish smell didn’t clue them in, the massive cracks that splintered off throughout the floor did. Squirming and shaking beneath the rippling mass did little to help. Unable to hold their breaths, the girls’ mouths opened ten seconds later to have Perona’s ear-piercing gas enter their lungs, replacing what would have been their screams with a rotten stench that shattered the windows of the castle. It hit the air just as Perona lifted her ass in the air momentarily, granting Nami and Robin a view of the destruction.
“Oooops, excuse me, horo horo! I didn’t mean to cause such a stink.” Perona blew a raspberry at the girls and tilted her ass so that she aimed it in Robin’s direction. “You were right before when you called me a big bitch. Whenever I make a scene, I make sure to make a stink too!”
FFFFFFRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPTTTTHHHHHHBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLBBBBBBBTTTTTTT!!!
Walls collapsed and bricks fell close to Perona’s body following her ferocious fart. Robin limply lifted an arm to her face, yet the gas hit her point blank up until it petered out. She shot daggers at Perona while Nami glanced at the clouds as her one source of solace away from the monstrous glutes tormenting her.
“Ack, ack, ack! You stink as much as you fight!” Robin wheezed. “If you weren’t fifty feet tall, I would have wiped you off the map!
Perona gave her hips a shake and squatted again, granting the girls a foot worth of space between them and her ass. “Horo horo horo! Sounds like someone’s being a sore loser. Here, since you wanna be a baby about it, I’ll give you some little kisses to make it allllll better.”
THHHHHMMMMMMPPPPPPTTTTTPPPPPTTTT!!! PPPPRRPPPT-PPPOORRBBT-BBBOORRRT!!
BBBBRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMPPPPPPTTTTHHHHHHHHBBBBBBTTTTTT!!!
Sweat flew off Nami’s and Robin’s head as Perona’s farts leaked outside the castle. The ground beneath everyone shuddered from the aftershocks, yet the victims stayed put. Not that could move if they wished to. Their bodies had given out after the hell that had been unleashed upon them. Nami herself laid on the floor carrying a blank expression while Robin’s nose twitched. She too remained stone-faced as Perona’s cheeks stared back at her. Her thoughts were broken up by the occasional sputtering bursts of wind that sprayed her and Nami continuously, yet she didn’t react to them. How could she when she didn’t hear any sounds other than a faint humming and her own thoughts listing every sin in her life that led her to where she was at that moment?
…rrrRRRRRRRAAAAAABBBbbbbblll…
…pppprrrppPPTT!!! TTHHHHHMMPPP… …ppppplllllLLLBBBRRRRBBBBBBBT!!!
The last of the roof had been caved in as Perona waved a hand behind her ass. Nami and Robin’s ears popped right when she sat down on them again. And as Perona purred at the sky, so too did Nami retreat within the recesses of her mind. She thought back to her friends on the ship waiting to see her Robin again, smell notwithstanding. She squealed at the few small puffs that leaked out of Perona’s ass and tried to think of the castle crumbling in favor of her friends’ arrival or even someone,
anyone
, who could stop the fat monster farting all over her.
Instead, nobody came, leaving Perona to have to stretch her ass back and drop the bomb.
BBBBRRROOOOOPPPPPT!! BBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLRRRRRLLLRRRRRPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTPPPPPPPRRRRRROOOOOPPPPTTTTTTT!!!!
Perona let her tongue hang out as she smiled at the sunny sky. The smell behind her stunk to high heavens, however it’s the ticklish, wriggling sensations against her ass coming to a stop where she reveled in the rippling blast that blew her castle to kingdom come. She felt nothing slipping by other than her svelte thong which pressed up to her anus, causing her to grit her teeth. Fishing it out did little to ruin her mood, however. Perona stood before the rubble and stretched her meaty arms, with Nami and Robin still attached to her ass. Ghosts fluttered beside her at shoulder’s length, yet Perona giggled softly before kissing one of them on the head.
“Horo horo horo horo horo! Sheesh, it smells like a million butts went off here. So much for having a home that didn’t stink.” Perona wiggled her leg and let loose again. The blast ended eight seconds later, though it prompted another pair of cries from the girls that fell on literal deaf ears. After devouring the rest of her food, Perona achieved a level of size and stature that had her shaking her ass to her farts. It more than made up for the lack of a home now that the earth served her as her kingdom, and the view of her remaining servants emphasized that.
Yet as she glanced at the ruined, ashen wasteland that served as Perona’s kingdom, a hush fell onto the princess. Her heart sank within her chest the longer she stared at her surroundings. Where else would she go to create a new empire? Already, her enemies had been vanquished with the chance that anyone else opposing her standing to be slimmer than ever. For her to envelop a new city using her powers would mean having to locate a town too weak to fight back - too willing to let her do what she wanted lest they be destroyed. That’s when Perona came to a pause, and her dimples emerged as she waltzed towards the sea drenched horizon.
The accounts that came afterwards have been shrouded in mystery since. Some say Perona wandered from city to city in search of where to seat herself and her spiritual subjects. Others claim that she simply left, yet her presence remained felt by those she touched. Twin craters large enough to form small communities within them were spread everywhere throughout the seven seas, each of them carrying a rank, filthy mist to them should one get too close to them. Trees were found plucked straight from the earth; buildings toppled with some civilians also reported to be missing. And everywhere the path of destruction went seemed to be trailed by the same disgusting scent that permeated from the craters alongside that of two women screaming faintly for help.
Who they are or where they went the world may never know. Though much like Perona herself, Nami and Robin disappeared too on that fateful day, leading to their crew members vanishing soon after. They were last claimed to have sailed to sea in search of their friends, with some saying they caught a brief glimpse of the pirates right before they dropped off the face of the earth. While sources tend to vary, those who braved the storm say that they were staring down a fat-bellied monster who tore their ship apart laughing all the while. And if they looked closely, they could see a pair of huge, swirling eyes glaring at them paired next to the biggest, girthiest ass the world had ever seen. And it reeked of fermented beef stew….