The aroma of sizzling fish and warm jasmine rice gently woke you, the soft sounds of a skillet echoing through the open hallways of the Kuja mansion. The morning sun filtered in through the gauzy curtains, golden and quiet.

You sat up slowly, rubbing your eyes… and that’s when you saw her.

Boa.

Your wife.

Bare as the morning itself.

She stood proudly in the kitchen, her back to you as she plated the last of the food. Her long, silky black hair flowed down her back like a royal curtain, swaying slightly as she moved. Her curves — smooth and thick — caught the light just right, and yet she looked completely natural, completely calm. Regal even when dressed in nothing at all.

Then she turned around, completely naked and bare.

A soft, sleepy smile played on her lips. ”Breakfast is ready, my love,” she said, her voice warm and sweet like honey melting over toast.