Rubber Hearts and Ridiculous Curves:A One Piece Story
When the Straw Hat Pirates depart from the Sabaody Archipelago and begin their descent toward Fishman Island, Monkey D. Luffy wakes up to discover that his entire crew has undergone a mysterious overnight transformation. Every single member—from the sword-wielding first mate to the skeleton musician who somehow has a body again—has become an impossibly, ridiculously, catastrophically curvaceous woman hopelessly devoted to their captain.
Luffy doesn't notice.
Not even a little.
Not when Zoro's new figure destroys the structural integrity of every shirt in the wardrobe. Not when Robin materializes beneath him to provide lap pillows at every opportunity. Not when Nami follows him around the ship like a lovesick compass needle. Not when Sanji stops smoking, or when Brook starts breathing, or when Chopper begins an inexplicable growth spurt that takes her from three feet to eight feet and counting, with curves that scale proportionally and an adoration that scales exponentially.
Luffy doesn't notice because Luffy is thinking about meat. And adventure. And the One Piece. And meat again.
As the Thousand Sunny descends into the crushing darkness of the deep sea, the crew's curves continue to grow, their devotion continues to intensify, and their captain continues to be the densest object in the ocean—and not because he's made of rubber. When they finally arrive at Fishman Island, Luffy crashes through a princess's window, makes a promise to a girl who's been locked in a tower for years, and leaps into battle because that's what Luffy does.
He keeps his promises. He protects his friends. He punches people who deserve it.
And he remains absolutely, magnificently, heroically oblivious to the fact that he has accidentally assembled the most absurdly proportioned harem in the history of the Grand Line.
A story about love, loyalty, meat, and the world's most oblivious future Pirate King.
He'll find the One Piece. He'll never find a clue.
