Yamato's Festivity Feastings

(One Piece/image used solely for reference)

Kozuki Hiyori and Yamato were finally able to meet for the first time not long after the raid on Onigashima had concluded with the samurai's resounding success.

Although they had been fighting for the exact same thing the entire time, they had been involved in completely different events while fighting through the (now former) headquarters of the Beast Pirates. It had once seemed like a night that would never end, but eventually the dawn did come, and with that dawn came a new age of hope and freedom for the people of Wano. Both Kaido and Orochi, as well as their many minions, had finally been defeated once and for all.

When Hiyori met Yamato in person, she did not feel revulsion or anger for standing in front of the daughter of one of her greatest enemies. She had heard plenty about how Yamato had assisted in protecting her little brother's life as well as holding off Kaido long enough for Monkey D. Luffy to recover for the final bout. If Yamato had not been there, then things may have turned out much different and the loss much greater. She'd also heard about Yamato calling herself 'Kozuki Oden' as well as a man in general despite the appearance. Hiyori was fine to accept the choice of gender, but she really didn't know what to think about the use of her father's name. She had chosen to leave such pondering aside for now in the wake of their victory.

Hiyori, still dressed in the appearance of the beloved oiran Komurasaki, smiled up at Yamato and held out her hand, palm down. "It is truly a pleasure to meet you, Yamato. My name is Kozuki Hiyori, the younger sister of Kozuki Momonosuke. I wish to thank you so deeply for everything that you had done to help protect him and ensure the raid's victory. You betrayed your father for us. Wano is forever going to be in your debt."

Yamato beamed brightly. She took Hiyori's hand and shook it rather furiously, much to the surprise of the other woman. "I would have never done anything else! That man was no longer my father to me at that point, I had to do what I could to help finally free your people once and for all! It is an honor to meet you, Kozuki Hiyori! Also, funny to mention the Kozuki name, because you can call me Od- ah. Er, I mean, Yamato is fine! Yes!"

Yamato had been warned ahead of time that it would be best if she avoided calling herself 'Kozuki Oden' any further. It caused a little too many awkward problems and plenty of confusion for those uninformed. However, Yamato didn't think that she could simply stop being 'Oden' like the flip of a switch; it was too ingrained into her psyche. She just respected that man so, so much! Nonetheless, she would try to pull back and use one's real name for Hiyori's sake.

Looking all around, Hiyori and Yamato could both see just how truly festive things had become in the streets. There were crowds cheering and hollering to a deafening degree, hundreds of food stands with delicious wares on offer were already being set up, and even fireworks were being launched into the air. It all happened so fast, like a whirlwind, that it almost seemed as if the people had been ready to jump into immediate celebration at the very second they caught wind of the downfall of Kaido and Orochi. There wasn't a single pair of dry eyes as far as they could see. 

It seemed to be everything that could have been hoped for and more. Those who needed to recover after the battle were still in medical care, but it was time now for the people, the innocents, to be able to revel in the joy of knowing the twenty-year-long nightmare was finally over.

"Why don't you and I go and enjoy the festivities for now, Yamato? I am sure after all of that fighting, even if you're not particularly injured, you must be so HUNGRY!"

"Well, I-" Yamato started to say, only for her stomach to suddenly gurgle. "...I suppose it wouldn't hurt to take some time to relax and enjoy myself, huh?"

"Of course not!" Hiyori took Yamato's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze." What do you think you would like to eat?"

"It'd have to be oden, definitely!" Yamato grinned from ear to ear.

Hiyori was taken aback at first, but she soon started to smile as well. "Yes, oden would be quite nice right about now. I'm also quite partial to kappamaki myself. You should try some while the festivities are still high, I think."

"I'm sure we can eat a whole lot of everything, though! I haven't had a meal in what feels like a lifetime! I'm ready to stuff my face silly!" Yamato laughed out loud. Hiyori's smile became a little more twisted when she looked away. For some reason, she thought it would be quite amusing to watch Yamato get to eat. They had only just met but it felt like they might be able to be good friends after all. Hiyori couldn't quite explain it herself, where this line of thinking suddenly came from, but there was this funny little temptation that simply couldn't be shaken off. It had already grabbed hold of her, firmly and tightly.

Of course the first meal that Yamato got to eat was that hot bowl of oden that she had been hoping for. It was an absolutely massive bowl of hot pot, larger than her own head, perhaps bigger than her own body. Plenty of boiled eggs, thinly sliced daikon radishes, big chunks of konjac, and more fishcakes than one could ever possibly count in a single sitting. Boiled to perfection in that flavorful broth, it was the dish that dreams were made of. Yamato began to drool as soon as she caught a whiff of it, let alone once her eyes had settled onto the meal itself.

Hiyori observed with wide eyes and a great deal of fascination as Yamato lifted the bowl upwards and started to literally CHUG its contents in front of everyone. Several sets of eyes literally bulged, almost right out of their sockets. Given how exceptionally hot fresh oden could be, this didn't seem to be ideal behavior, but the daughter of Kaido could easily withstand a little bit of heat. Yamato gulped and gulped until every last drop of the oden's stock disappeared into her throat along with the actual hot pot ingredients. Nothing was left behind.

When Yamato placed the now-empty bowl back onto the table, she pushed it back to the bewildered chef with a cheeky grin and a lick of her own lips. "I'll have seconds, if you don't mind!"

Hiyori giggled behind her kimono's sleeve, finding it all to be just as amusing as she had surmised. To repay Yamato for everything that she'd done, she would see this through to the very end as anyone who proudly carried the name 'Kozuki' would do.

For the next week of celebrations, it was almost a near-endless array of gorging and partying for Yamato. She thought about meeting with the Straw Hats or Momonosuke several times, but the majority of her time was spent getting along with Hiyori and the happy, regular people of Wano. Learning about this country was imperative to live up to the standards of the great man Oden's life, after all. Hiyori also desired to keep Yamato close by for reasons she kept a secret from all but herself.

It was the first time that she had been able to actually walk the streets of this wonderful country, so Yamato didn't want to miss a chance to experience anything. She got to stuff her gut literally to the bursting point with more oshiruko than an entire family could handle. There was dango upon dango as well as so many kinds of skewers to eat. 

All one had to do was walk a few steps to find more to eat. It was like a country once suffering from so little had finally been allowed to be overflowing with plenty. The food was seemingly endless; everything that had been stored inside Onigashima was retrieved and brought back to the citizens. Knowing that what they were eating was thanks to their newfound freedom helped make the meals taste even better. 

Flavors went from the most tastebud-burstingly sweet to the kind of savory that made you feel like you were melting into it. This country had been forced to contend with such little food in its poorer districts for many years, but now everyone could finally be able to enjoy the same food together, to be able to eat and smile together. Yamato couldn't have been happier to be able to indulge alongside them.

Hiyori had done a surprisingly good job to ensure that Yamato continued to overdo it without ever actually being made aware. She hadn't been known for her ability to swindle the money of bad men and leave them penniless for nothing. Given she'd only taken money from those men to be handed out to the poor, though, this was perhaps one of the first times that she used her talents in manipulation for more personal reasons. She stood by and watched Yamato grow with a fair amount of amusement. It was constantly so cute how amused she was with everything that she ate.

It was after nearly two weeks of relaxation and recuperation that the Straw Hat Pirates finally decided it was about time to continue onward to the next island. Their journey to find the One Piece was not yet over, after all. However, before they could begin preparations to depart, there was the matter of whether or not Yamato intended to actually join them. She had already proclaimed herself to be a member of the crew before, but all of the partying had made it difficult to further discuss the matter among everyone. 

Luffy and the other Straw Hats went to speak with Yamato the day of departure, only to be directed by the samurai Kinemon and Kawamatsu, who both looked quite uncomfortable for some reason, to find Kaido's daughter resting in Hiyori's personal quarters.

"BWWWWOOORRRUUUURP! O-Oh, hey, Captain Luffy, it's good to see you! And the rest of the Straw Hats too! BWOOORRP! If you're all together like this, I suppose you're planning to leave soon?"

Yamato grinned broadly at the shocked group of pirates standing in the doorway, but she did so while having to lift the rather prominent jowls on her face. It made the double-chin gracing the underside of her lips squeeze and flatten against her thick neck roll as well. There was no fooling the eyes of even the most dimwitted of pirates among the group; Yamato had grown incredibly OBESE over these past two weeks of next to nonstop feasting. Everything that she had eaten had ultimately added up to coat the warrior's body in a very thick and stocky layer of doughy adipose.

Yamato waved at the pirates with a bingo-winged arm that had far more meat than 'feathers' on it. When she waved, the entire arm itself jiggled and jostled with little reservation. All of the lean muscle that had been packed into those arms of her, it had been completely wiped away in favor of this soft and saggy blubber. One of her arms alone had enough fat packed into the bicep to be larger than her head. Yamato's breasts were threatening to roll right out of the white garment, but they had always been large to begin with and being any larger than they were before didn't make much of a difference. The gaps in the sides of her garments exposed more tit-flesh than ever. Robin instinctively summoned an extra arm on Chopper's hat that reached down and covered the young reindeer's eyes.
Yamato's red hakama pants had split open in various places as her stomach had steadily grown more and more distended. Bulging outwards as well as forwards, her stomach had been fattened to a size that was particularly hindering to any and all mobility. Considerable gaps in the hakama allowed that Yamato's huge love-handles, too fat and thick to be gripped by anything less than several pairs of hands, to be left drooping in fully display. Enormous pockets of lard deposits that looked truly tender to the touch, the majority of her body was made up like this.

The purple and white nio dasuki cord that Yamato wore around her abdomen was partially torn as well; it managed to hold together by several valiant strings of thread, but that wasn't likely going to last for very much longer. Yamato's stomach moved as if it were a sphere of water being rocked around, it couldn't seem to stop rippling for even a second. Very few marks of any sort were actually present on her stretched skin, thanks to her extreme resilience from having been born with Kaido's genes. 

Her belly engulfed her lap, but her lap itself was wider than it had ever been thanks to such substantial thunder thighs. Yamato's chubby feet couldn't fit her sandals any longer either and her fat ass literally pushed into the bed's headboard. If Yamato could actually be trusted to stand at this point, well, those bearing witness would certainly have been surprised.

So much fat had the opposite effect of implying great might, but at least it had made Yamato much gentler and even cuter as a result. 

Yamato was so huge that she filled the majority of Hiyori's bed with her own body. The mattress was partially crushed, the frame cracked, and it was all because Yamato had laid down on it the first time. Her stomach looked like a great big pale beanbag, which was fitting enough because it was actually being treated that way by Hiyori. 

She had her head leaned against the right side of Yamato's abdomen and she looked quite pleased with herself for it. She used her long, delicate fingers to lift a piece of sakura mochi to Yamato's lips, after which the hungry heifer cheerfully gulped it down. After which, Hiyori turned and pressed her entire face into Yamato's belly. She buried herself deeply into the warm, smooth expanse of flesh...and let out a happy sigh.

"Hiyori's been like this for a while. She said it's like playing with a human-sized meat bun. She could have at least said something cuter, like a teddy bear." Kinemon sighed. 

He hoped that they could keep this a secret from Momonosuke for a little while longer to avoid awkwardness between the recently reunited siblings. Hiyori had also been through a great deal, to put it extremely lightly, for the past two decades so no one wished to reprimand her. Since Yamato was clearly enjoying herself too, it seemed like there was little room for valid complaints to be made. Hiyori sighed again and fed Yamato another piece of mochi to keep her pampered. The Straw Hats started to whisper amongst themselves.
"How in the world did she get this big in such a short amount of time? How much food did she eat? This shouldn't be possible, though? It really shouldn't be possible, right?" Nami frantically whispered in abject disbelief.

"If she ever started to fall on top of me in any way, I'd be a DEAD MAN!" Usopp was already trembling in his boots at the mere thought of such a scenario.
"Y-Yamato is...no...Yamato will ALWAYS be beautiful, no matter the weight!" Sanji decided that he wouldn't let something like some weight gain force him to rethink his entire belief system.

"Can she even still fight like this?" Zoro always asked the important question.
"The size of those panties must be..." muttered Brooke before trailing off in his own thoughts.

"If we bring her along, I'm going to have to widen every door on the Sunny!" Franky grumbled under his breath as he imagined all of the extra work that was going to be necessary to accommodate a person this large.

"I think it is a look that suits Yamato rather well." said Robin in a matter-of-fact sort of way.
"Heh...at least I might not have to be the biggest one of us..." Jinbe chuckled.
"I still can't see what's going on!" whined Chopper from below.

Monkey D. Luffy had only been momentarily phased by Yamato's extreme transformation, but like with most things, he allowed it to wash right over his head a few seconds later. Grinning the big, toothy smile he was known for, the new Emperor of the Sea replied, "We actually came here to see if you still wanted to join our crew, Yamato! You seemed like you really wanted to and you had helped us out a ton at Onigashima! What do you say? Are you going to come with us?"

Yamato gave it a few moments of thought. She looked down at her own massive body and then touched her sides with a set of plump fingers. She squeezed at her own fat and felt how much of it there really was. It was so heavy to move, or push out of the way, or even to lift. Her own arms couldn't be left in the air for more than about a dozen seconds before the strain kicked in. He got out of breath by waddling across a room and stairs had long since become a foe more difficult to conquer than her own father. Basically, fighting might be a tad tricky weighing over 600 pounds.

Still mulling it over, Yamato casually opened her mouth to take a third piece of sakura mochi without even thinking. Her appetite may have made her, almost literally in a way, bite off more than he could chew. Getting up and going onto a ship to sail parts unknown sounded like a lot of work for someone as big as her. Besides, leaving Hiyori, Momonosuke and the Scabbards behind when there could still be danger yet to come for Wano did not seem like something Yamato could do in good conscience. 

Flashing an apologetic grin between her chubby cheeks, Yamato had concluded on the answer he wished to give Luffy. "S-Sorry for having jumped the gun earlier, but I might need to stay at Wano for a while...and probably try to see if I can manage to lose some of this weight first!"