Kapitel 1: Oh Why is Everything so Big
A wave of nausea hit him all at once as he suddenly opened his eyes. To his utter dismay towering before him was the largest pale white tit he had ever seen. The nipple was huge too and if it was not for it being so big he would say that it was perfect. It was currently leaking out milk and it seemed as if he had just been sucking on it. His stomach hurt, like he had not eaten anything in days. On top of the pounding of his head, he was not in the best of moods. He could not control himself as he let out a cry. Yes, he freaken was crying like a baby. (What the hell. Why me!) was all he could think as a massive beautiful shape hand reach over to grab the breast in front of him to guild the nipple back to his mouth. Out of instinct his mouth opened and started the job of sucking on the tit once more. (WHY THE FUCK DOES THIS GIANTESS MILK TASTES SO GOOD,) was what he screamed out in his mind. He could not help but pat the side of the giant's breast as he continues to feed off of it. (So soft,) he thought and could not help but smile. His second thought was (Why the fuck is my arm and hand so chubby) as he fell into a deep slumber.
Well, his body did but his mind, unfortunately, did not. (OK, think this thru, It felt too real to be a dream. I mean the pain was almost unbearable. I never felt a tit so soft before. So it can't be a dream. Then there was the problem with my chubby arm and hand. The last thing I remember was going to Alex's Party. It was a dam good party too. I was able to score with Sona. I have been chasing that fine ass for the past couple of weeks. She finally fell into my clutches. I was dead set on making her the one. Then we decided to leave the party and go to her apartment to make it official. It was all good since she lived five blocks down from Alex's place and it was a simple walk to her home. That night was the best night of my life and the day that followed was just as glorious. It was the night of the next day when I left her to go home. I had left my bike at Alex's it was my baby a Ducati's 1299 D Superleggera with a custom flat black finish. Alex had taken my keys from me at the start of the party. He did not want his best friend to kill himself because of a party. I did not blame him and I really would cry if anything happened to that bike. Luck was not with me as he was not home when I knock. I was left with no choice but to go back to Sona place. There I ran into her ex and we had a fight. It was all messed up I did not expect I have to deal with her loose baggage. What had set me off was that the bastard had broken into her place and had beaten her. With a roar that came from my gut, I charged him tackling him to the ground. I use my many years of MMA training to beat the living shit out of him. I was blinded with rage at what he had done. As for Sona, the lasting I expect was for that bitch to shoot me as came in to protect her. "NO, Tony!" I heard her scream as everything went dark. The next thing I remember was waking up with a headache and big giant tit in front of my face.)
For what felt like ever waiting in the void of darkness he finally was awake again. He was in full control of his body but instincts drove him to act out in ways he never thought posable. "Waah Waah Waah" He yelled at the top of his lungs. (DAMIT I'm Crying again. That is it, I must have been reborn.) he thought. As he waled uncontrollably he worked his thoughts out. He would become a genius child praised and fawned over by his new parents. He did not really have a good relationship with his past parents as his dad was a dead beat drunk and his mom was well was never around when it mattered. It did not help he was an ass to them as well. He did not hate them just did not really love them like he should of. He was on his own at fourteen and never looked back. He ran away to a different country and got lucky finding work for a rich family that was so perfect it made him realize what he had missed. If this was a new life he would make dam sure his parents loved him in some meaningful way. Even if they were as fucked up as his past ones. He really did not think it was posable since is old mom and dad were as fucked up as people could be.
"Waah Waah Waah" he continued on till a giant man came walking in the room. He could not make out the mans face as it was too dark. The little bit of light that could be seen was at the mans back. "There, there my son," he said as he picked the baby boy up. The man carried him tight to his bare chest and walked out of the room. For some reason, his instincts were kicking in again calming him down so he stopped crying.
"Is little Ace, wet or hungry," said an extremely beautiful woman. She was ridiculously beautiful in a skin-tight red dress that showed off her ample breast and long white sexy legs. She had long black straight hair that flowed down all the way down to her thighs. Her bangs were cut above her long perfectly crafted eyebrows. Her lips look like a dazzling ruby and her blue eyes twinkled like sapphires. "HMM He is my son, so of course he is hungry. Should we have the cooks prepare some MEAT" Announced the man like it was normal for babies to eat meat. Before he could call out the order to cook meat he was hit over the head by an orange hair woman who was just as devastating as the one that spoke. "Haha, Babies need milk, not meat" laugh a third woman she looked like the first with black hair and blue eyes and she was yet another beauty. She had more of a scholarly look to her. The first lady seemed to be a Nobel. (Dude, who is my father. He rocks to have so many beautiful women around him.) Ace the baby boy thought to himself. Ace that was his new name. He was never really attached to Tony Silver'Sparrow anyways. A Native-American whose mother worked in a whore house and father just drank his monthly checks away. He hated growing up in Vegas.
"Any word from the crew," Ask the man as he patted Ace a little on the back. "The boys said they are almost done with the distraction plan and that they should be able to make it back here in a year or two. Also, I received word that both your father and grandfather have learned of little Ace-Kun. They want to visit us." The orange hair beauty informed as she took the baby boy away from the man. He instantly went depressed at the thought of his son being near his family. He loved them but he really did not want to traumatize the kid yet.
Ace could finally see who his father was. It left him shocked when he finally saw the man. It solidified a feeling he had when he first laid eyes on the women. Even though they look hundreds of time better in real life then what he remembered. Ace still had a vague idea as to who they were. He was just was in denial of the possibility. For one, no crazy out of proportions or weirdly shaped bodies. Well if you did not count the heaven-defying breast they all sported or the perfect long legs, and heart shaped butts. They all looked perfectly human if a little too perfect but hey he was not complaining. The man's scars and his skinny but muscular frame gave it all away. He was no other than Monkey D. Luffy. The man that dream to become the pirate king. (Wait, How am I his kid, isn't he gay?) Ace thought before he was passed to another woman that defied the all common scene.
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