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Small Island of the Big Trouble	By : Evangelion04 Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 10163 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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There was virtually nothing in the vast recollections of life of Nico Robin that was disgusting or disturbing enough in its appearance to make her feel physically sick or nauseous. She has seen all sorts of atrocities and violence, most of which she would never dare to share with her crew, or anyone else for whose well being she cared even a little. Grievous wounds, rotting corpses, horrible illnesses and every imaginable bodily function and dysfunction - she has seen it all and made her peace with it. Still, what she saw with her summoned eye inside of the toilet bowl managed to put a noticeable dent in her tolerance of unappealing.

First thing she noticed when she opened the eye was that it she could actually see very little. Everything was dark and she could only barely observe the silhouette of her bottom. She spread her legs further apart and scooped the dangling ends of her shirt up to her chest, with fists clenched against the bottom of her breasts. This allowed plenty of light in and she now had a much clearer idea of what she was looking at.

Robin took pride in her luscious body and was fully aware of how enticing her curves actually were, but she was falling behind with tidying up her private parts for a while now, and this was a fair reminder of this fact. The skin around her anus had hair on it, obviously she didn't bother with that part of her body in quite some time now. Her pubic were naturally thin and scarce, something she was always grateful of, but even though she wasn't a hairy person, the distended skin around her dilated anus trailed with occasional black hair made quite a negative impression.

Another, rather disturbing first hand observation, was that there was a small trail of blood between her vagina and anal opening. Her period was nowhere near due and she quickly recognised the trickle of blood's source. Her anal ring was now stretched to it's breaking point and was now swollen with hemorrhoids. Red ugly lumps now took residence at her once glorious anal hole, whose almost 5 inch dilated ring was crowning the tip of the head of possibly the widest turd Nico Robin has ever imagined coming out of a human being.

The tip of this monstrous inhabitant of her colon wasn't fully out, even though she was open wide enough for a fist to be smoothly jammed in there. She had no doubt in her mind that if it were to fully leave her bowels, some serious ripping would have to occur. It wont be pushed out of her in a natural manner, that much was sure.

Staring in dismay for a moment, Robin realised that her eyes were now accustomed to the dark and that the unpleasant picture was gloriously getting clearer. As mentioned, she had seen plenty of unnerving in her life, but what she was looking at now was happening to her, not someone else. And of course, there was that cumbersome thought of what next. For a second, she even thought about summoning a couple of extra arms in the bowl and just jamming them inside, crushing the feces and pulling them out, regardless of how disgusted she was with the idea. Her thoughts however, were interrupted by another disturbing image. As her eye adapted to the gloomy light of the toilet bowl, she noticed something moving. At the tip of the turd, without a doubt, she saw movement. Her eternally calm expression didn't change but her body locked in an instant and she even stopped breathing so she would move as little as possible. Motionless so, she looked again. For a moment, nothing, but a mere second later, right before she started feeling somewhat relieved, another movement. A worm.

Almost in the center of the visible excrement, a thin, smooth, gray form of a fecal worm's head was wriggling about.

Any other woman would release their next breath with a scream, shout or a disgusted curse, but Robin managed to reduce her disbelief to an audibale groan. 'What the HELL is that thing doing inside me', was echoing through her mind. She had worms?! Greatly disgusted at the idea of slick bowel worm writhing inside her and somewhat concerned for her health, Robin's concentration faltered and the urge to clench her butt finally got the best of her. The horrible lump retreated inside, her anus closing and turning back to normal, with a still visible circle of hemorrhoids present.

Not knowing what to think or how to act, Robin pulled up her panties and shorts, closed her summoned eye, stood up and froze again. She could feel a very faint tickling sensation coming from between her buttocks. Dropping the shorts and panties, she quickly reached out and got some toilet paper. With it, she jammed her hand behind in order to determine if her mind was playing tricks on her or is a real live worm actually sticking out of her butt hole. Still standing, her index and middle finger were running up from her vagina between her buttocks testing for anything suspicious. And then she felt it.

It was trying to move away from her fingers, and God knows she would have wanted to do the same, but she overcame this instinct and decided to grab the worm. It was trapped in her closed anus, only partially out, but enough for her to get a grip around it with the tip of her fingers. Hurrying to get the horrible thing out of her and get this disgusting ordeal over with, she pulled it out.

"Uuuugh!", this time she couldn't contain the horrified shout as she was pulling out a worm out of her rear, one significantly longer than she expected. She was pulling it out for almost five seconds, trying to keep her cool enough not to clench up and yank the thing fast enough to rip, leaving a part inside, a part she would have to reach for again. Clenching her teeth and closing her eyes, Robin kept pulling the worm, while shivers ran up and down her spine. It felt like slowly tugging at a live spaghetti and the feeling of it rasping against her opening and butt cheeks made her want to gag. It was at least 15 centimeters in length, looking more like a very thin, small snake rather than a worm. She dropped it in the toilet, ignoring the wet *thump* and the slushing sounds it made on its way to the bottom of the toilet, and then paced away as fast as she could.

At the sink, she opened the tap with the bottom of her palm, holding her hands in front, as if they were tainted with poison. Washing them thoroughly, and then washing her face with cold water, Robin quickly calmed down. Looking at the mirror, she immediately started thinking on what the hell just happened, trying to leave out the unnecessary gross parts.

So she had worms. That wasn't too bad, at least when compared to other illnesses she endured in the past. What disturbed her was actually seeing them, having to touch them and feel them. But how? It was obviously Sanji's responsibility to take care of the food, and it was simply not like him to feed them improper things.

She dried up, and decided to confront Sanji as soon as she cleared her head. She will take one of the light novels from the library, those always get her mind off of unpleasant things.

She left the bathroom, still somewhat flustered.

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Now, Robin was realising that she never released the eye in the bowl. She closed it and forgot about it completely. She wanted to unsummon it, but for that she would have to open the eye. And Nami was in the bathroom.

Robin saw Nami nude on more than one occasion. Nami was never shy, especially around other girls, and having shared a room with her for over a year, Robin saw more than enough of Nami's girl parts. She didn't exactly mind - after all, Nami was quite pleasant to look at. She was naturally beautiful and took great care of her body. Robin was more appreciative of men, but women were no strangers to her bed in the past. She learned to enjoy both men and women, but that life was behind her now, her libido and opportunities for such casual sexual encounters dwindeled greatly. She had no interest in peeking on Nami in the toilet, especially if she were to use the stool. Not after she just experienced earlier that day.

She decided to open the eye and unsummon it quickly, before Nami got the chance to seat herself down. As soon as she did, a pale, perky round end of Nami's butt and her usually swollen vagina came into view.

A powerful yellow stream was gushing between Nami's fingers which were spreading her lips apart so as to not bewet the rest of her privates.

Robin quickly released the eye which then dissipated into nothingness. Just her luck. She must've took longer in her recollection than she thought she did, seeing how Nami managed to get to the stool and start relieving herself.

This wasn't something Robin was exactly aching to see, but it was better than she expected. Nami had almost no pubic hair except for a small trail above her slit, and her butt was perectly bald. It was somewhat cute even, or so she thought for a moment.

"She even said she was bothered with the drinks...", Robin said to herself as she was leaving the library. She had more important things to think about right now.

The deck outside was riddled with marbles. Usopp and Luffy were playing some ridiculous game where they were stuffing their noses and ears with marbles, and were jumping on the spare sail, using it as a makeshift trampoline while singing some silly song all the way through. Robin now had to walk around the starboard in order to avoid the marbles, in order to get to the kitchen, where Sanji usually is.

But what would she tell him? "Hey Sanji, care to explain why I spent 15 minutes pulling worms out of my ass just now?" No, Robin was uncomfortable discussing these things with her crew, not because she was shy, but because she didn't feel comfortable troubling her nakama with her problems. And Sanji would be riled up and hurt, if he recieved harsh criticism from his beloved Robin-chwan. Yet something had to be done.

Passing by the infirmary door, she encountered Chopper, who was carrying some suspicious jar of greenstuff. As usual, the deerman was cheerful and cute, the jar being almost half his size.

"Heeey Robin, how are you", he asked then frowned slightly. "You don't look too good, are you feeling ok?"

True, she wasn't feeling too good either, she probably looked it as well. Her stomach felt under constant pressure, like there was a couple of bricks where her lower intestines were supposed to be. She noticed now that she walked with her back hunched a little and became aware of the discontent expression on her face.

"Yes I haven't been feeling too good, actually", she just went out with it. "I may have to come visit you today."

This was definitely her last remaining option. Chopper will give her something to help her stomach, and well, worms had to go too.

"Oh I see", little doctor seemed overly worried as usual. "Better not delay that, come see me as soon as you can. These things should not be kept waiting. I'll be here mixing up new medicine, since some of the old ones expired I think."

"Very well, I will."

Simply seeing the cute little boy put the smile back on her face. If she was grumpy until now, she definitely wasn't anymore. Walking past the infirmary, the idea to scold Sanji now seemed a bit too harsh and the alternative, to first talk about it with Chopper, who could then pass the health alert to the ship's cook in a more subtle way, seemed like a better choice. That way, no feelings would be hurt too bad and she wouldn't have to make her embarrassing parasite problem known to anyone other than Chopper.

So she continued down the stairs, into the women quarters. The room was empty of course, curtains raised, letting in plenty of noon's sunlight. Robin sat down on her bed, contemplating what to do next. Obviously, Chopper may want to examine her and in that case, she wanted to look at least half decent. The scene from before flashed before her eyes. Definitely something had to be done.

She stood up, and pulled the curtains. Looking around for a moment, she found the suitcase with Nami's make up and hygiene items, things they often exchanged between themselves. Except for Nami's treasure chest, Robin was allowed to tamper with her clothing and make up.

After some rummaging, she pulled out a small box. Inside were scores of folded, thin, sticky paper, which Nami used for depilation. Robin used it occasionally, but in general, she didn't bother with it too much. She relied on her naturally smooth, hairless skin and would only do a bit of her bikini area and legs, when the hair became noticeable, in periods far apart.

Carefully undressing her southern wardrobe, she positioned herself behind Nami's bed and ducked so that her nudity would remain unseen if someone were to open the door. It was a courteasy on her behalf, since her untidy rear was something she deemed unappealing to behold. Otherwise, she didn't mind being seen naked - after all, it was just body parts and she was quite mature about it.

Squating behind the bed, she spread her knees as far apart as she could. A fruity aroma of the soap she used this morning was still present and there were no unpleasant smells of unruly feces, peeking their ugly head from her bottom. Summoning a few arms and an eye on the floor, she gained a good perspective on what was going on down there and she was pleasantly suprised. Everything looked much nicer than the last time she checked, in the toilet, and without the stretched skin or the unwilling turd, her privates looked decent again. Encouraged, she proceeded to divide the paper sheets into convenient folds, after which she carefully aligned them on the inner side of her buttcheeks. She let the glue settle, after which she yanked the paper. The familiar pain kicked in, but her expression didn't change yet again. It's been a while since she's done this, but by no means did she grew unaccustomed to the feeling.

After repeating the action a few times to pick out the few remaining hairs and after making sure everything was symmetrical as well as appealing to the eye, she took a cream of her own and applied it to her groin. This one was used to soothe the skin and prevent rashes and red spots from appearing. One last look and she was again confident with herself. Hemorrhoids were small and barely noticeable now and she didn't bother with the hair around the vagina too much, since it was already trimmed - only a few places were in need of shaping there. She was ready to see Chopper now.

***

Quite a few miles south of the Strawhat's ship, on a small island darted with caves, two silhouettes were sitting at the entrance of one such opening. The peaceful silence was now broken by the sound of delicate footsteps coming from inside the den's darkness. A moment later, mellow childish voice of a girl softly resounded behind the two shapes.

"Boe, you're still waiting for them?", her words echoed some worried tone. She recieved no response.

"We need to feed the paragon soon. Chief told me to ask you to help me get something fresh. "…How long will you sit there waiting for them? It is still too early."

After a few moments of silence, the person on the right moved slowly. It was a tall, muscular man, with a menacing aura about him. He yanked the chain in his left hand and the beast at its end started moving as well. Together, they slowly paced into the light of the midday sun. Behind them, a small figure completely hidden under a cowl and a cloak rushed out of the cave to follow.

"Thank you", she said. "Master will be happy to know you are moving again."

TAGS:

EFRO, mild scat, NoSex, Humil (mild)
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