Nami's chest heaved with every harsh breath as she struggled to keep up with the CP9 Agent, Kalifa. The former secretary darted around the room like a caffeine-crazed rabbit using Soru, using her long, lithe legs to repeatedly punt the poor navigator around the room. As Nami tumbled to a stop yet again, she pulled herself up to her feet, shaking off the effects of the soap suds created by Kalifa's Devil Fruit power.
"Okay, let's try something else..." Nami whispered to herself as she pulled an object from her cleavage. She trusted Usopp's work, well, as much as she could considering the first time she used a weapon he designed, but she had wanted a backup plan in case she had trouble adjusting to his new 'Perfect' Clima Tact. One of the Impact Dials the long-nosed pirate had obtained in Skypiea had seemed a fairly reliable, albeit painful, strategy, so she had swiped one from his bag upon arriving at Enies Lobby.
The navigator held her ground as the assassin charged toward her yet again, the seashell-like disk clutched in her hand. Nami just managed to duck out of the way of Kalifa's next kick, and shoved the dial at her chest.
"Try this! Impact!" Nami called out as she pressed the button into the former secretary's soft skin. Within moments, Kalifa was being forced away; oddly though, it wasn't due to being hammered back by a wave of force, it was from a rapidly swelling mound of flesh between Kalifa and the dial.
"What the..." Came from both women simultaneously as they watched Kalifa's left breast continue to bloat up as the dial remained pressed against it. After several moments and a loud rip that signaled the inflating tit escaping Kalifa's dress, Nami finally regained the presence of mind to pull the dial away, and Kalifa's bobbing boob settled at a stable size, nearly twice the size of her head. Even more than that, the breast jutted straight forward, unhindered by gravity, as if they were filled with air or clouds.
"What the hell is this!?" Nami bellowed, even before Kalifa could react. "Even when I pick out my weapons myself, they still don't do what they're supposed to!" The navigator just managed to hold back the urge to hurl the offending item to the floor in frustration, suddenly realizing that the secretary's altered body might well hinder her ability to fight; after all, she now had a left breast that was both several times larger than her right and buoyant enough that it would probably bounce right into her face with every other movement.
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