Nami's Money Trouble

Nami panted as she waddled along the empty path through the canyon, sweating a lot and each step making her huge swollen belly jingle with the clatter of coins. After a few more steps she collapses into a sitting position on top of a flat rock, gasping for breathe and cradling her belly. Her belly was now looking a bit overdue with triplets and she had giving up on trying to cover it since it was far to big for her shirt it was completely exposed, complete with a popped out navel which bugged her a little more about her condition.

Nami grumbles as she looks at her huge belly, feeling it with both hands. It looked lumpy and felt the same due to the continually growing number of gold coins in it, making it enlarge at a slow rate. Nami sniffles a bit as she realizes the situation she’s in and how stupid she was for doing what she did which led to what would be her demise. “Why did I take that potion? Now I’m going to die.” she cries, tears of fear and sadness. She thinks about what happened earlier that day…

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Nami was simply walking on her way to someplace where she can rob of it’s treasures as she often did. Along the way she picks up a vial with a gold liquid in it. She had no idea what it was but after looking she found a label with instructions on the side. It said “drink me to produce a great fortune” on the label. Without a second thought, Nami downed the potion with a smile on her face, imaging the great fortune she would acquire from the potion. After finishing and seeing that nothing happened, she thought the potion my take time to work with how the effect was described so she continued her journey, not aware what the potion really meant.

About an hour later she started feeling a pressure in her abdomen, like she was constipated or something but that wasn’t the case. She paid no mind to it and kept walking. It wasn’t until long before she heard a jingling noise of coins hitting each other. She looks at her belly and notices that it looks a bit swollen. She takes it in her hands and starts shaking it, shocked when it made that jingling sound. She also found that it was lumpy and taut feeling. She thought about it for some time and thought it would stop on it’s own after realizing this was how her great fortune was to be produced. She keeps walking, thinking about how much she would get from this if she could ever get the fortune of coins out of her.

Later on however, Nami found her belly getting heavier and more exhausting to walk as it grew. She had to resort to carrying it with her hands after growing to support twins. Her shirt rid up on her then and refused to come down after many attempts so she ignored it and started to walk on like that, starting to get scared and worried over her well-being.

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So that’s the short version of Nami’s situation as it is. She would basically say it like that to whoever found. If anyone found her. Nami sighs, knowing now her only chance of living is finding someone that can help her and hopefully in a way other than cutting her own stomach open. She strains to get up and starts walking on again.