Head to the bridge and announce the successful transformation of the sisters to your command team
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You stride onto the command bridge where your leadership team has assembled. Wonder Woman stands at attention in her ceremonial armor while Power Girl hovers slightly above the floor, her enormous breasts straining against her white uniform. Yamato leans against the wall, kanabo resting beside her, while Toki sits primly in a corner chair, fingers tracing temporal patterns only she can see.
"The sisters have been successfully transformed," you announce with satisfaction. "Nami is now the perfect navigator with enhanced capabilities beyond what even this world has seen, and Nojiko has become what I'm calling a combat archaeomarine - combining underwater exploration skills with Yonko-level fighting abilities."
"An interesting combination," Wonder Woman observes. "The sea holds many secrets."
"They're with Bellemere now," you continue, a knowing smile playing across your lips. "Establishing their new... family dynamic."
Toki's eyes narrow with understanding. "You've altered their relationship?"
"Enhanced it," you correct. "Bellemere is now their dominant maternal figure in all ways."
You turn to Divine, your punk goth Kryptonian creation with her jet-black hair and multiple piercings. "Bring Vice Admiral Gion to me. Now."
Divine grins wickedly, the pentagram tattoo between her enormous breasts seeming to pulse with energy. "Fuck yes, Mother." She disappears in a blur of supersonic movement.
Literally three seconds later, she returns holding a confused-looking woman in a white Marine uniform with pink hair styled in a bob cut. Vice Admiral Gion barely has time to register her surroundings before you level the Servant Gun directly at her.
"What is the meaning of—" is all she manages before you pull the trigger.
Brilliant white-blue light engulfs her body. Gion's modest chest swells dramatically, shredding her Marine jacket as her breasts expand to massive proportions, each perfectly round globe larger than her head. Her body lengthens to nearly seven feet tall while her muscles become more defined without losing their feminine curves. Her pink hair grows longer and takes on a metallic sheen, looking almost armored as it falls in a perfect bob to her shoulders.
Her uniform dissolves completely, replaced by a skintight blue bodysuit that leaves her midriff and most of her cleavage exposed. Gleaming white armor plates materialize over her shoulders, forearms and shins, reminiscent of Spartan battle gear but far more advanced. A golden insignia forms on her chest – an anchor surrounded by stars.
Gion's eyes glow with golden light as her mind rewrites itself. Her posture straightens impossibly, her spine aligning with military precision beyond human capability.
"Fleet Admiral Gion reporting for duty, Divine Mother," she announces, her voice now carrying a harmonic undertone that suggests enhanced vocal capabilities. "All naval and spatial assets await your command."
"Perfect," you purr, holstering the gun. "Your consciousness is now directly linked with every vessel in your fleet. You can control them all simultaneously."
"Confirmed," Gion replies, her eyes momentarily unfocusing as she accesses this new capability. "I am currently tracking 317 vessels across all seas plus the 24 orbital units. I have full tactical awareness of each crew member's position and capabilities."
You nod with satisfaction before turning to Maxine. "Now for our final business in this world. Forcibly summon Momonosuke to this time. As for the three samurai who accompanied him, transport them to the middle of the Calm Belt."
Maxine's enormous breasts bounce as she eagerly moves to a control console. "The Devil Fruit users will sink and drown immediately in those waters, Divine Mother. Quite efficient."
She works the controls with practiced precision, and a temporal vortex begins to form in the center of the bridge. "One thing to note – due to the temporal displacement forces, Momonosuke will appear unconscious."
"Good," you reply with a cruel smile. "I want everyone to witness as this perverted brat gets tortured to death by his mother and sister. Toki, prepare your most exquisite techniques."
Toki rises from her chair, eyes gleaming with hatred. "I've waited decades for this moment."
"Make sure Nami and Nojiko are present as well," you command. "Their transformations will make them see this as acceptable treatment once I explain why he needs to be tortured to death."
"What shall I tell them, Divine Mother?" Toki asks, already flexing her fingers in anticipation.
"The truth," you reply as the temporal vortex grows brighter. "That your son is a disgrace who betrayed everything you stood for, who would have grown to become a weak and perverted leader unworthy of Wano's legacy. We'll show them exactly what kind of man he would have become."
The vortex pulses with energy as Maxine completes the calculations. "Ready to extract in three... two... one..."
A flash of blinding light fills the bridge, and when it fades, a small figure lies crumpled on the floor – the unconscious form of Kozuki Momonosuke.