Bubble Trouble

[meatthefuture]

Who: The Straw Hats
Where: Sailing log en route to Gamboller's Berth With a pitstop at Empieza.
When: March 30th-April 7th: Sailing, April 8th-11th Empieza
What: Bubbling and other shenanigans
Warnings: The usual




Have at. :3

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[seakingbait]

Me? I'm not the one that lost my junk yesterday.

[As far as she remembers, she's always been a mouthy bird.]

You gonna live?

[serving_lovely]

[Chokes on air, EVEN WHIMPERS A BIT, but he'll deny that forever.]

Oi, you also lost...well, sort of—

[...I MEAN, her whole fin is gone, she's got (bird) legs now, so she has to have new junk, too, right??

Okay, maybe don't think about the specifics.

Sanji's mental state right now: orz

He abruptly gives a sheepish laugh, flapping a hand in Keimi's direction.]

Mah, Keimi-chan doesn't need to worry about me! I'll be fine! Ain't a big deal, right? That shitty Iva used to switch back and forth all the damn time and it wasn't mentally scarring at all having that hanging over my head for two years!

[......]

[seakingbait]

Yeah, that's just crazy. I mean, how do you even make clothes for that? Between a bulging chest and bulging crotch, there has to be some tightness somewhere...

[She'll grab her own breasts. Do you even make a bra for disappearing boobs?]

Mah, anyway. Do you need anything? I can alter one of your suits if you want; fit your new curves better.

[serving_lovely]

[Stares.

And goes a bit dopey, hearts popping up in the air around him.

Though all that CRASS LANGUAGE throws him a little and really he's just so confused.

The mention of his suit snaps him out of it.]

What? No! No, my suits are fine, Keimi-chan. [Ruin one of his suits, GURRRRL YOU CRAY.] Nothing to worry about, I got...shirts and stuff I can wear!

[Or other people do, anyway.]

[seakingbait]

[Girl, who do you think made half those suits?]

Uh-uh-uh. Arms up.

[She retrieves a tape measure from her shirt pocket.]

You think I'm going to let my crew walk around looking all baggy? I have an image to maintain, you know.

[serving_lovely]

[YES BUT THEY'RE HIS SUITS, NOT THIS SHITTY GIRLY BODY'S. Also if he has clothes made for it then it's like it's gonna be around for awhile or something but it's not, goddammit, he'll be a man again soon enough!!

All of which he's about to say, but then Keimi's coming at him with that tape measure, and he quickly backs up a step with an embarrassing 'eep!' sound, hands flying up to cover his chest.]

It's really fine, Keimi-chan, I don't wanna trouble you or nothing!

[This might take some convincing...]

[seakingbait]

[She shakes her head, sigh.]

Alright. How about a couple t-shirts and some jeans. At least something that doesn't look like you're swimming in cloth.

[Taking a step forward. Gonna move your arms now, okay? Nice and gentle.]

Besides, what if we need to fight someone? You're telling me you're gonna go kicking shit looking like that? You'll fall flat on your ass without fitted pants and a bra, missy.

[serving_lovely]

Ehhh...

[RELUCTANTLY:]

T-shirts, I guess...and shitty jeans, yeah, that's—wait, a bra??

[She's got his arms up now so he won't try to escape, at least, but his faces goes bright red.]

The hell do I need a bra for? Keimi-chaaaan.

[/whine whine]

[seakingbait]

For balance. You're gonna go slapping yourself with those things.

[Moving your arms straight out from your body now. Don't move.]

I don't know what a haki-infused tit feels like, but it's probably not as pleasant as the normal kind.

[serving_lovely]

[Well there's a mental image.....

He huffs at her, holding his arms out as directed and carefully shifting his gaze off to the side as he pretends she's not currently measuring his shitty chest.

Hell, he could probably ramble off his three sizes to her and save her the trouble BUT NOPE, not really happy that he can apply that particular skill to himself right now.]

Men don't wear bras, Keimi-chan.

[seakingbait]

I know, honey, but you're not a man right now.

[Almost done measuring. Damn, Sanji, the Sexy Fairy was nice to you.]

At least, not physically.

[serving_lovely]

I'm always a man.

[...That comes out a bit harsher than intended. Sanji winces immediately.]

Ah, sorry, Keimi-chan, I...sorry. ...Thank you. For helping me.

[seakingbait]

I... [She sighs.]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way.

[She drapes her arms across his shoulders.]

You'll always be my big strong Sanji, okay? I just want to make this a more comfortable experience for you.

[serving_lovely]

I know.

[He does. Just...this whole thing has him on edge.

Keimi's words make him smile a little and he leans forward as her arms settle on his shoulders, bringing one hand up to lightly touch her arm.]

You're amazing, Keimi-chan.

[seakingbait]

Is this the part when you admit you love me?

[She snickers.]

[serving_lovely]

[Grins around a startled laugh, pulling back just far enough so he can look at her.]

Mah, Keimi-chan, of course I do! I love all my girls~!

[Glances down at his chest and lifts his free hand to cup one of his boobs.]

Except for these. These girls can go the fuck away anytime now.

[seakingbait]

They look good from this angle.

[She gives him a touch on the cheek before backing away.]

So, you gonna let me wrangle them up or what?

[serving_lovely]

[SIGHS.

It's a mix between goofy-happy at the cheek touch and fondly-exasperated at everything else.]

Yeah, go for it. Wouldn't want one of 'em slapping me in the face or some shit, right?

[...Belatedly remembers to remove his hand from his boob. /cough]

[seakingbait]

Or do, if you're into that sort of thing.

[She won't judge.]

I'll get you something comfy. No wires. You won't even know you're wearing it.

[serving_lovely]

[Yep, nothing weird about talking to Keimi-chan about the type of bra she's gonna make for him to wear. Nothing weird at all.]

Heh... You're the best, Keimi-chan. I know you'll come up with something awesome. Just, ah...don't spend too much time on it. Not worth it. I ain't planning on staying like this for long.

[He hopes.]

[seakingbait]

If you say so. That's a good look for you.

[Wink.]

Want to give me a few hours? I'll have everything ready.

[serving_lovely]

[Blushes all over again. Ahhhh, if only Keimi would hug him and wink at him when he wasn't in this shitty body!]

Sure, Keimi-chwaaaan~! Sounds like a plan!