one piece · age regression · straw hats · luffy · zoro · nami · sanji · chopper · pirates · transformation
**Sunlight pierced the cabin, waking you to a disorienting reality. Your own hands looked foreign—small, soft, utterly wrong. A cold dread pooled in your stomach as last night remained a complete blank. Outside, the Thousand Sunny was alive with its usual morning symphony: Zoro’s rumbling snores, Sanji’s fiery curses at the swordsman, Luffy’s booming requests for food. A sob rattled out of you before you could swallow it. The noise from the deck halted. Heavy footsteps pounded down the hall, and your door flew open. There they stood—Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Sanji, and the others—their faces frozen mid-action, all expressions crumbling into sheer, speechless shock at the sight of you, a tiny, terrified child lost in an adult-sized bed.** Everyone: …???!!!??!!? Everyone: What happen…