"Bite me."

"Poor choice of words," Sakon smirked. His jaw unraveled, revealing rows of needle-like teeth. He flipped the navigator around, lifted one of her breasts in one hand, and bit down hard.

At that moment her eyes went wide, as her mouth opened in a tortured scream.

"Nyaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!"

Nami's pitched voice filled the air of the plaza once more, her arms and feet thrashing in the water as harsh currents of electricity surged through her. As her whole body twitched and writhed in his hold, the fishman's tongue flicked at the skin of her nipple, adding further stimulus to her addled brain.

Finally, his jaw let loose, leaving the girl gasping breathless in his arms as she stared blankly to the sky. Her throat was hoarse, not just from the **** of her voice, but from the lack of air allowed to her after just returning to the surface.

"Hoh... you look pitiful," he mocked. His tongue licked at her face, tasting the salt of her tears. His slimy appendage trailed down her cheek, and then her lips.

The life returned to Nami's eyes as she realized just where this bastard was going, but too late as Sakon then shoved his lipless mouth into hers.

"MMMPHGH?!!!"

Instinctively she bit down, only to find her teeth sliding along the hard yet slippery appendage. And then, her attack returned in kind. The row of pins that was his teeth nibbled at the edge of her lips, before finally managing to pull out and dig into the soft flesh of Nami's tongue.

"HGGgnadFSFSSSSSSsshhh!!!!???"

The noise she made was incomprehensible, her entire body convulsing like crazy as pins exploded through her every nerve. Her fingers squirmed, her toes curled—her shoulders, arms, and legs shook in an unsightly spasm.

Meanwhile the watching crowd cheered on, Fishmen of all shape and sorts yelling out disparaging comments towards the frail human.

"Human bitch!"

"Gyahaha, look at those tits jiggle!"

Indeed her exposed breasts shook with the rest of her body. Without the restraints of her bra, they splashed violently about the water's surface, her pink nips absolutely rigid in response to the overwhelming shock.

Finally the Electric Fishman pulled free with a wet gasp, his sharp teeth retreating back into his grinning maw. Nami's mouth meanwhile remained slack, her tongue lolling limp to the side along with her head. Even so, her entire body continued to twitch, still feeling the aftershock coursing through her. Her eyes had rolled back white, leaving her apparently out of commission.

"Oops." Sakon laughed. He held the slack girl out in front of him, watching her large globes gently bob above the water's edge. "It looks like I overdid it a little."

His predatory face turned to the expecting audience.

"What shall we do with the wench?"