Robin had only met the girl, and already she knew everything she would need to know about her.
"So tell me, Debuki," Robin asked, "how would you imagine me as a fat woman?"
Immediately, Debuki went on a tangent. "Well, let's see: 30% of the fat would go to your rack, 25% would go to your ass, 30% would go to your belly, and 15% would go to your thighs. Your rack would bump up two cups, too."
Just as I thought, Robin thought, she has the power to make other people fat, and with precision on where the fat goes, too.
"Just out of curiosity, how would you feel if I said that I wanted to get fat?"
Debuki was excited. "Wait, then does that mean that I can make you fat now!?"
"No."
"Awww... But it isn't like we're near any island that's dangerous, nor are we going to an island like that anytime soon."
That is true... Robin thought. The stretch from Skypea to Water 7 is a far one indeed. And I could laze around in a far more corpulent form until the need of battle arrives. Fighting on the Grand Line burns calories in Mach speeds. "Hmm..."
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