Nami's Hangover - Ch05

KNOCK KNOCK.

“May I come in?”

The door opened and following Chopper was Nami’s crewmate and longtime friend, Nico Robin. Upon seeing Nami in her current state, Robin blushed but otherwise kept her cool, as always.

“My my, what happened here?” Robin asked coyly.

Since Chopper went out to fetch Robin, Nami had grown immensely. She sat at the edge of the hospital bed, but you wouldn’t have otherwise known because the room was half-filled with tit. Nami’s head stuck out behind two gargantuan-sized breasts the size of cows, funnily enough. Chopper had laid out some tarp across the floor to catch the milk spraying from the faucets of Nami’s forearm-thick nipples.

“Did Nami eat a Devil Fruit?” Robin teased.

“No way! I’d like to keep swimming, thank you very much!” Nami bit back.

“Well now it looks like you’d be floating rather than swimming. Maybe Chopper and I could ride on those things down the river.”

“That sounds fun!” Chopper chimed in.

“I’M NOT A RAFT!” Nami scolded.

“Nami accidentally drank fifty doses of a milk supplement I made for the mothers in town.” Chopper informed Robin.

“Fifty? My goodness. She looks like she could feed the whole island.” Robin remarked.

“WILL YOU QUIT POKING FUN AT ME ALREADY?!” Nami snapped.

“Is there an antidote?” Robin asked.

“I didn’t think to make one, and neither do I know what to do. We were thinking maybe you might’ve read something that could help.” Chopper pleaded.

Robin blushed. “I may have read some stories about these sorts of situations, but I never thought I’d see it in real life.”

“Don’t tell me you… like this sort of thing?” Nami whimpered.

“It’s intriguing to say the least.” Robin answered with a smile.

“How did those stories end?” Chopper asked.

“The girl grows as big as a house and then it usually ends there.”

“A HOUSE?!” Nami shrieked. “IF I GROW THAT BIG I’M GONNA SINK THE SHIP! There’s no resolution to these stories?!”

“You have to keep in mind most of these stories are written for pleasure, not plot.”

“Do you mean I’m gonna be stuck this way forever?” Nami sobbed into her pillowy flesh.

“Not necessarily. Some of the stories do have a resolution.”

“That being?...”

“We’re gonna have to milk you.”

The room fell into silence once more.