8th August 2011

Summary:

Sanji never kept it a secret how much he disliked the okama he was stuck with for 2 years. But he learns the hard way that one shouldn't anger Emporio Ivankov. You could end up experiencing some unfortunate changes.

Disclaimer:

All characters belong to respective owners. This is non-profit fan-based story.

Notes:

-The name 'Kinky Boots' was inspired by the British film that was released in 2005.

-I'll apologise now for Iva's accent. I found it quite difficult to try and get it true to the character but was quite unsuccessful.

Chapter 1:

Black Leg Sanji was on top of the world. Finally his challenge had ended and just in time really. He had two more weeks and he'll be free of this hell. He'd been in Kammabakka Kingdom for little under two years now and he couldn't wait to meet up with his old crew. They would be especially pleased with all the fantastic meals he could now produce with his new knowledge of attack cuisine.

"Hehe, I could make lots of snacks for Nami-san and Robin-chan," the blonde giggled perversely. "I'll make them sweets and they'll smile their lovely smiles of theirs…" he shuddered. "Not like the creepy men here… and I'll finally get a kiss of appreciation from my lovely ladies!" He sat down on a nearby bench and stretched his long legs out.

"Oh I can't wait to get my boat in two weeks time," he sighed. "Back to where people are normal and aren't freaks. It's just not natural here. I need to get out of here," he muttered the last part under his breath.

Little did he know that Ivankov was listening in to his rant and the okama did not like what he was hearing. It wasn't a secret that Sanji dislike the okama way of life, the cook made that quite obvious considering he constantly griped and moaned about it. However he felt that Sanji had taken it too far this time and everyone knew that when someone angers Emporio Ivankov, strange things happen.

The okama came up behind Sanji and whispered in his ear. "Vhat was that Sanji-boy?"

Sanji jumped up and spun around on his heel to face the Queen, wearing a rather startled expression.

"Oh Ivankov, I was just saying I can't wait to leave this shitty island back to where things make sense," he said casually as he had learnt a long time ago not to show fear in front of the okama. They always caused more trouble when he was afraid.

Iva could tell that the cook had tried to be as truthful as possible to him, but he still didn't like the insults to the okama-way that he had heard before.

"Oh really," Ivankov smiled sweetly (or as sweetly as he could). "That's not vhat I heard. I heard something about being freaks of nature… Do you think of the okama vay as unnatural Sanji-boy?"

"No," Sanji scowled before a nervous expression took over. Iva noticed this but came to the wrong conclusion.

"Maybe your still just repressing what you really think about your sexuality," he said suggestively. "You know there is nothing vong with you if you start having feelings about other men, it doesn't make you veaker."

"What! NO!" Sanji blurted out. "I love women. I'm not some disgusting freak…" but the blonde trailed off realizing what he had just said and who he was talking to."

"Vhy you!" Ivankov screamed out, there was nothing disgusting about being an okama. In fury he went to attack the cook who was quick off the mark and blocked his fist in an instant. The blonde had two years to learn the newkama kenpo and he was quite used to the spontaneous attacks that the okama did to try and catch him off guard. However Sanji had never actually fought with the Queen of Kammabakka Kingdom and Ivankov and he was stretching the blonde to the limit.

The cook had noticed that Ivankov had his claws which he new he had to avoid. There was no knowing what hormone poison he was trying to use. With a quick dodge to the left he narrowly missed being scratched across the chest, and Sanji instantly brought up he right leg to knock away the second clawed hand coming his way.

"Sheesh, I'm sorry, but there is no reason too…" Sanji was interrupted as Ivankov kicked him in the abdomen sending him reeling back. Finding his footing he skidded to a halt and Sanji started to shout again. "Oi you shitty okama, what's your problem? I've finished my challenges!"

The okama wasn't listening and he had to block an attack with his left leg and then he flipped backwards to try and kick the man away. Sanji stayed on his hands and used his momentum to deliver a spinning kick to the okama's abdomen, but Iva dodged and kicked Sanji's hands from underneath him. The blonde landed flat on his back so he instantly jumped up to his feet, but Iva was waiting for him and jabbed his claws towards him before Sanji could block.

Sanji screamed when he felt Iva's claws go into his ribs like a knife to butter. Whatever hormone it was it had reached his bloodstream instantly and he began to feel numb. It started from his chest and spread down his arms and then down his torso and his legs until he couldn't feel the tips of his toes. Iva slowly removed his claws and stepped back in apprehension, as Sanji stood frozen in alarm. The numbness was suddenly being replaced with a strange sensation that the cook had not felt before. It felt as his bloodstream was made of something else, and he tried to move but his legs collapsed under him.

"Damn it," he thought. "Of all the people to pick a fight with it had to be the one person I still can't quite beat. What has the bastard done to me?"

All nerve endings began to tingle and the cook could feel his bones condensing and shifting. His muscles were shrinking, becoming more lean and slender. He looked at his hands, they were shrinking and the digits were becoming thinner and more delicate. Sanji didn't even want to look down, but he could feel the weight on his chest increasing and his manhood disappearing.

Once it was all over Sanji sat on his knees with his clothes hanging loosely on his shoulders and he sat trying to regulate his breathing. He didn't look to see what Ivankov had done, he daren't. However, he knew that he had just been on the receiving end of Iva's 'Woman Hormone.' He could feel the difference; it was as though all his testosterone had drained from him.

"Why?" was all Sanji could say as he (now she) flinched as the low tone of his voice was gone to be replaced with a more feminine pitch. His brain wouldn't function properly as the shock took over. (Authors Note: From now on Sanji will be referred as female throughout)

"I lost my temper," Ivankov said as he came closer to inspect the transformation. "My aren't you adorable as a woman Sanji-chan."

"St-stay away from me you freak," Sanji stuttered. "What did I do to deserve this?"

"You should know by now, Sanji-chan, that I don't like the okama's beliefs to be disrespected,"

"You always said that you believe that people should who they want to be. I said that I was born to love women… a mans man! Why would you do this to me?" Sanji growled as anger started to set in over the shock.

"Yes this is true, but vhy should I respect your sexuality if you don't respect ours. Anyway I've been talking with the candies and ve don't think that your interests have been completely towards women anyway."

"B-but you said that I could keep my manhood if I completed the challenges," Sanji retorted.

"I believe the challenges were to learn the new recipes; your training is not complete until you leave the island. Which means that you vere never safe from us Okama."

"That is a dirty trick you shitty bastard."

"Not really, it just slipped my mind, since I changed you because you made me angry, but it's a good excuse don't you think Sanji-chan." Ivankov smiled. "Your training ends vhen you leave in two veeks."

"If I fight against you again and win can you change me back," she pleaded.

"Sorry I can't do that. The only reason I came to see you was to tell you that I was leaving the island today to go and meet up with Dragon and the revolutionaries. I had just received a letter requesting my presence."

"Well then turn me back now!"

"No," Iva said. "Take this as something to remember us from."

"No!"

"Then take it as a lesson on respect Sanji-chan."

"You have to change me back Iva-sama," Sanji begged, holding back a sneer at the man. "How are my nakama going to recognise me when I get back to Sabaody Archipelago."

"I'm sure you'll figure something out."

"No you don't understand how am I supposed to fight with this crappy body," Sanji argued. "How can I face Luffy if I'm weaker. If I can't fight I'll just be a burden."

"I guess it's a good thing that the transformation doesn't affect your muscle memory and you ability to fight then," Ivankov said. "You have to veeks to get used to your new limits, but I have very little doubt that your strength has stayed the same to when you were a man. Look I have to get going. Your boat will be ready in two veeks. It was a pleasure training you." With a skip in his step the Emperio Ivankov wandered off to the harbor.

"That's it! You can't just leave like that!" Sanji shouted, but Iva just waved over his shoulder and shouted,

"Say hi to Straw-boy for me Sanji-chan!"

"Shit!" Sanji shouted and she slammed her fist to the floor. What was she to do now?