Casting off from the World of Fish

Cover Story: Captain Jango's Hypnotised Marines Pirates (Part 1 - Wrestling Control)
Hina had been quick to follow her new orders. What could be more demeaning than to renounce her entire way of life? Her perverted brain overwhelming her that as soon as Jango had ordered her to become a pirate that she'd orgasmed on the spot. It had honestly made the rest of the event rather difficult, as Jango had to wrestle her from his body to try and actually hypnotise her properly. His ex-captain locked him in a cage and rapidly fucked herself on his cock, screaming "Hina cums for her hypno pirate captain!" over and over again until she could feel his jizz filling her compromised cunt. Jango would have to wait until tomorrow to actually start his plan.

“YOU PICKED A FIGHT WITH BIG MOM?!”

Fuck the New World, I don't know if I even want to be a pirate anymore.

We were supposed to be heading off soon, and the trio of Luffy, Zoro, Sanji had just returned from collecting a ton of money that had been stolen from us. Well, they were supposed to have, but in reality they'd returned empty-handed and with the worst news I'd ever heard. Ain't no one in the revolutionaries that doesn't know about the horrors of big mother. The ten ton titan that sucks the souls of her inhabitants and kills anyone that's scared of her. With her army of horrible children... and now Luffy picked a fight with her!

The guy was headstrong, bullish, and always did what he wanted. But I thought he had SOME sense when it came to picking fights! Is he really Dragon the planner’s kid? Fuckin'… Big Mom?!

As me and the other Straw Hats collectively shuddered at the news, others weren’t having as much problem. Shirahoshi was even giggling, “Hee-hee! How amazing! I knew you were strong, Luffy!”

“THAT ISN’T THE ISSUE HERE!” Usopp barked at the princess, making her cry almost immediately.

I couldn't blame him, this was our survival for fuck's sake. I tried a different tactic, leaping to my knees towards the one man I thought could save us, “Please, Jinbei-kun-san-sama! Please join the crew now and not later!” Begging to the blue fishman, who looked troubled by these events. He’d be able to mitigate Big Mom a little, right?

Brook quickly joined me in grovelling, “Good idea, Natsuo-san! Please join us, Jinbei!”

“Hrm, I feel if I do not leave it may aggravate the situation further…” He said while scratching his beard, though at our continued tears his manner changed to sympathetic reassurance, “There's nothing to worry about, Natsuo-san. Your crew does have enough strength to handle-”

THWACK

“YOU GAVE AWAY ALL OUR TREASURE?!”

Oh look, Zoro, Sanji, and Luffy were all bleeding on the floor after a single Nami punch. Thaaaat’s not a good sign. I looked back up at Jinbei who was now coughing into his fist awkwardly. Mr. 'We have the strength' is being reeaaal quiet now!

“Leb’s gu tob th’ noo wurld!” A weak and injured Luffy tried to rally the troops through his lumpy face.

“THE STORY IS OVER BEFORE IT EVEN BEGAN!” The crew yelled together.

It was his blonde girlfriend that broke the chain of reactions, walking over and placing his head in her healing bosom and letting him collapse into her, “Do not harm him like that again, Money Witch.” She growled, to which Nami just angrily blew air from her mouth, “You all seem to have very little faith in our king captain, the man who has seduced Boa Hancock will not be beaten by any lesser woman!” Marguerite said determinedly, even as the rubber man slipped from her grasp into a puddle onto the floor. She just sighed with a cock of wide hips.

Chopper was already tending to their bodies as he explained his emotions, "I-I do believe in Luffy... but Big Mom is an emperor of the sea!"

“So? How bad could this Large Mother be?”

“Tch. You really have been living under a rock if you've never heard of Big Mom, blondie. She's very bad news,” Perona clicked her tongue while poking her own boyfriend’s corpse, “She’s on the same level of Kaidou… and the way Moria-sama talked about him? Makes me think the Straw Hat days are finally numbered, hororororo!” The pink haired girl trailed off her laughter, only mumbling quietly to herself while staring at Zoro, “...I hope you’re worth it, idiot…”

“Hm?” asked Zoro, raising his head. Lowering it again immediately when a flustered ghost floated through his body.

“Well, either way, I believe in King Captain Luffy.” Marguerite huffed cutely while stroking his hair, “And if he cannot do it, then a well-placed shot in the back of the skull can take down any mother.” Okay, that was less cute.

Robin seemed to find the statement rather amusing, enrapturing my hand with hers and saying, "I guess we'll have to see where this leads. Won't we, Natsuo?"

"Y-yeah... go team."

We were all saying our goodbyes to the various fishmen and mermaids before our departure. Sanji was particularly broken up about it, I honestly thought he may stay several times during the process, but every time he just promised to return and fuck more mermaid pussy when he did.

One lady was particularly hopeful that he would. A ginger mermaid with an apparently itchy belly with the amount of time she placed her hand on it.

Jinbei was on his way to Big Mom’s territory after this, which sounded scary as hell. Though with Luffy’s demand that he couldn’t die on us, I guess we were definitely seeing him again, and Madame Shyarly who was going with him. There was some talk about her only going so far as a nearby underwater base and not Big Mom’s territory itself, but I wasn’t really privy to that info. I'm just used to overhearing things from my days on the base.

“So you’ll all come back?” Camie asked me when I reached her in my goodbyes.

With a shrug and a smile, I responded positively, “Seems so! Fishman Island is now officially Straw Hat territory, so as long as I don’t get killed or kicked off the crew, I’ll probably be seeing you again.”

“That’s good, you’re a good friend, Natsuo. I’m sure you’ll have fun with them.” the sweet girl smiled at me in a way that made me believe it more than anyone else, “And… I can’t wait for another 'private massage' from you.”

“Hmm, yeah. That was fun.”

She suddenly grabbed my shirt a little too forcefully, “No. Sorry, but I can’t wait for you to come back. One more for the road, please?”

It was funny with a mix of alarming for a second, but considering how much time I had to dedicate to her on my trip here, it made sense that she'd need one last go with me before we seperate. “Oh! Uh, sure! Let’s just go find a corner somewhere…” I said as we shuffled away, hand in hand, into an unused alleyway.

After getting the new log pose and unfortunately letting Luffy take a look at the three options, Usopp was trying to convince a resigned navigator to slyly change course.

“Our captain has made his choice, Usopp.”

He whimpered, thinking only of the terrifying Big Mom looming, “But… but…”

“Come on, Usopp! That arrow is going crazy, and the guy said that one was the funnest!” Luffy cheerfully laughed.

Nami nodded, “As the navigator I have to follow his choices, for better or worse.” She said with a smile, much to Usopp’s depressed frown. “But, if you’d like a second opinion, I know someone we can ask…”

Both other men were confused as she slunk to the floor, only to fish out her favourite cock into the open air. “Okay, Usopp’s cock. I’m going to point to the three options, and you get hard at the one Luffy will find the most fun, k?”

The long nose man gasped. Already she was pointing at the first stagnant arrow, and obviously he wasn’t erect. He tried his hardest to think of the sexiest positions Nami could be in as she went to the slightly more wiggly arrow, but it was slower than he wanted. Fear and a morning BJ was slowing his hardening too much.

So when Nami’s finger went over the crazy wiggling log, his own log sprung into action. “Gahhh! Traitor!”

Luffy clapped merrily with a sunny smile, “Yayy! Thanks, Usopp’s penis!” He quickly pecked the upset sniper on the cheek as Nami tended to the fresh erection in front of her. Tongue sliding over her favourite cock and dampening the grumbles from its owner with every lewd lick. Though with her thick rear waving about in only a blue set of panties, his recent blooming of fun experiences began to creep into Luffy's instincts, pulling his own pants down with little care for the world around them, “And thanks for convincing him, Nami! Want me to have sex with you while you steal Usopp’s family jewels?”

"She's not doing that." Usopp snapped, though with how his girlfriend was beginning to gargle his testicles there was doubt in his own statement.

“Mm, mm!” Nami nodded appreciatively behind her. Before any time at all, she was getting spit-roasted by the pair for a lovely moaning morning quickie. With a rubber rod sliding into her dripping slit and sniper schlong filling her throat. It was good to be the navigator.

“Promise, Luffy?”

“Yeah! Let’s go on a really long walk together when we see each other again!”

“Me too!” “Yeah!” “We’ll all go together!”

Shirahoshi sighed happily, still holding her recently promised pinky with glee. The Straw Hats may be gone now, but she was going to hold their influence and friendship inside of her for as long as she could.

Looking at his daughter's happiness, Neptune could only smile beneath his orange chin hedge. For all the tribulations they'd recently suffered, and the lifetime of solitude she'd previously faced, to see her out and about with a smile was perhaps the greatest gift he could ever have received from the Straw Hat crew. “Hmhmhm, it is so nice to think about my Shirahoshi finally living her life free..." He sighed with a reverence that could only be given to true heroes, looking out to the ocean that they'd left from. "Thank you, Monkey D. Luffy. I will make sure the people of Fishman Island will always believe in you and your future.”

Beside him, the Minister of the Right coughed awkwardly, “Um, my liege. I have to tell you that the doctor has confirmed that Straw Hat Luffy has definitely... impregnated your daughter.”

"..."

"M-my king?"

“Contact the Marines and raise that filthy pirate’s bounty to 20 billion.”

Man, it felt weird to be back in the female quarters again.

It was such a life-changing conversation I had with Robin. The complete raw truth from both sides, I went from feeling so **** and scared to being so loved by her. Looking at the seats we sat in yesterday... it felt like I would relive the whole thing all over again. Like those two chairs are going to haunt me forever.

"So, we have a few hours of underwater travel before we can reach the surface again," Robin giggled as she came back into the room from her shower, "Anything, or anyone, you would like to do in that time?"

I didn't end up responding to her. Not maliciously or anything, just lost in thoughts on the bed and missing my chance to.

She seemed to sense it though, as I quickly found myself wrapped up in her arms. The soft fibres of the towel feeling very plump and juicy from the pressure her chest emitted. Warmth enraptured me, and the fresh smell of her body wash snuggled up to my senses. Only our calm breathing that matched the dulcet sway of the underwater ship.

"Your hair is getting long."

"Hm? Oh, right, yeah... I used to get it cut all the time just for something to do..." I admitted, forgetting that it had already been a couple of weeks since I'd been in that boring ass base, "Is there anyone on the crew that-?"

The gentle fingers that had been floating through my strands of auburn hair softly turned me towards her close up features, "I like it like this. A Natsuo that's free."

Robin's lips pressed against mine. The roaring electricity that shot through me a total oxymoron from the sheer softness of her actions. It didn't even matter that the angle was awkwardly making me turn my neck most of the way around to kiss the girl behind me, right now I'd have broken my neck to get another second with those lips on my own.

Thankfully I didn't need to break anything (side note, was her dark humour rubbing off on me?) and instead I increased the tension of our tryst by slowly spinning my body around to face her. Our mutual tongue dance growing in intensity so naturally. Her addicting tastes, the heat mixed with softness, I literally couldn't get enough of her... and I think she knows it.

Some part of me knows she treated me like an experiment, like a fool... though she did admit to falling for me too, maybe it'll always cloud our relationship just a little...

"Mmm-massage my chest..." She purred into my mouth, and I was quick to squeeze both of her massive breasts with all of my powers to pleasure. Loving the way that I made her delicate voice groan into my mouth.

You know, maybe I'm just whipped.

I have power over reality with this earring. Environments, attitudes, they could all bend to my whim if I was dedicated enough to improve my haki abilities. Yet this woman had me completely under her thumb. It could just be that I love her so much, but I'm also getting heated knowing that if she wanted me to wear a collar I probably would and enjoy it too. So heated that our passionate make out was upgraded to some light womb boxing with my cockhead after the towelled girl spun us around to start riding me on the bed.

Robin looked so beautiful as she rode me. Hourglass figure rippling with her dignified motions, biting her lip to my gentle ass squeezes, all as her slightly drippy hair draped around my head as if to block out everything but her blushing face. Dominating my being with her motions, nibbling into my neck like a vampiric succubus.

Maybe that's why she was keeping me around. A powerful foolish tool for her pleasure and securing the fate of her friends...

"Natsuo... thank you for staying..." She mumbled into me, pausing our lovemaking to catch her breath, "My history was darker than you thought, and I'm not some cute girl like Nami or Betty... but I enjoy the time of your life you share with me all the same."

So maybe I'm an idiot and she's just a lonely girl that needs care.

"Eh? You stupid or something? Robin's a sexy lady that shows off her softer side and dark sense of humour whenever she knows she's around people she trusts, she's the cutest goddamn girl ever. No way in hell I'm leaving her behind." I said while nibbling her own neck back.

Though we were thousands of feet under the water, I'd like to say we were rocking the boat rather hard with how hard our lovemaking got.

"Hmph. Sounds like Robin's using the new guy again." Zoro chuckled under his breath, "He's not gonna survive her at this rate. Maybe being overused is his shitty fetish or something."

"MM! MMMNNMMNM!!!"

He pulled on pink hair lightly, just enough for an orgasm to shoot through the girl he was fucking, "Shh. You'll alert the whole damn crew." He ordered, which only seemed to arouse the poor depressed girl more, drool dribbling from her gagged mouth, and sweat ironically leaking from her more than when he worked out in this room. "Your fetish is much easier to handle. I can see myself gagging and tying you up a lot when we're alone."

There was a moment when her orgasmic eyes turned angry, eyebrows going low at the implications of why he would want to gag her, but it was quickly silenced by a slap to her rear.

The swordsman was currently on his back, one hand behind his head while the other played around with the pink haired toy sitting on his abdomen, but as his own enjoyment began to rise he easily picked her up and placed her down on his workout bench. Wriggling around, partly uncomfortable but very wet, Perona could not be happier with his attitude towards her fetish. Especially when his large blade sprout forth from his pants to find a new moist sheath.

"Safety action is winking three times," He whispered hot breath into her ear. Perona just wrapped her legs around his waist to push him in to her aching twat quicker.

"Ah! Marguerite-nyan~! How wonderful you have decided to grace me with your presence!"

Her hunter eyes scanned the room briefly, locking only for a moment on the opposite blonde, then closed the kitchen door on him.

"Wai~it! I promise I won't bite~!" He yelled through the door, quickly floating his heart filled eye over to her location and landing his overexcited soul to where she'd left him. Though when he gripped the handle and found it jammed shut, a sudden drop of his lustful persona shone through, "Seriously, if you're hungry I want to feed you. If that's okay?"

There was a beat, then he found the door openable once more.

"Thank you," He smiled warmly as the underdressed amazon entered with careful steps, "You've never really been in here without Luffy, have you?"

"No..." She replied cautiously, "apart from the mandatory poison checks that my queen demanded I perform by licking all of Luffy's cutlery."

That was perhaps the most distressing thing a woman had said in his kitchen since Nami had wanted to charge him for cooking for her. If only because, "Y-you know our captain doesn't use cutlery, r-right?"

"...so you're saying I should just lick his hands instead?"

"You know what? Never mind. I'm sure if I cook you what you'd like then it'll prove to you that I'm not trying to poison anyone." He tried to roll through the crazy as usual and guided the girl to sit at the bar, "Okay, my beautiful blossoming amazonian lily, what is your favourite dish to eat?"

Though his long drawn out love speeches didn't sit right with her, and the fact that he was a strange man in an already strange crew, Marguerite couldn't spy any ill will in his question. Still, Hancock had laid out explicit instructions about being wary of these people, and to always put Luffy's needs above all others. "Meat."

"Meat?"

"Yes. On a big bone." She nodded.

Sanji was not one to turn down a request from a lady, but even he had to make sure she was doing this for the right reasons, "...are you saying that because you just want to feed it to Luffy?"

"N-no. I also like meat. That is why my queen chose me to accompany him..."

With a minor shrug, the chef relented his questioning, "Alright. One piece of meat, coming up." He nodded, turning to start the process that he'd performed a thousand times before, entering the fridge to grab some meat and something else that he lay in front of the girl. "If you'd like to eat something while you wait, then I suggest this leftover bagel sandwich I made for Perona-twan."

"Bagel sandwich?" She asked while looking at the remnants of her crew mates meal.

"Mm. I was so happy that she told me her favourite dish that I went totally overboard and created a few too many sandwiches for her. Each one made with the pure love " He smiled at the recent memory, "Bless her wonderful ghostly heart, she ate most of them up! But this final tuna and vegetable bagel was just too much. It won't be enough to fill the stomach of a meat eater like yourself, but please give it a try~"

"I... I should wait for-" GRUMBLE said her stomach, making a yellow haired girl go red, "I s-suppose a few bites won't hurt."

It wasn't like Marguerite hadn't had Sanji's food yet. They'd been travelling together for about a week now, so there was plenty of breakfasts and dinners she'd sat with her King and eaten. But perhaps it was the constant poison checks or attempts to follow his diet, but this was the first time that she'd really tasted the food.

And it tasted amazing.

So crisp was the lettuce, so juicy was the tomato, so fresh was the fish, and all wrapped in amazingly tangy sauce underneath a very tasty bagel. Only moments after she began was the sandwhich completely gone, with only the smell of meat left in the air.

Luffy wasn't joking when he said Sanji's love filled meals were the best in the world... and the ghost got her favourite dish just because she told him? ...perhaps Boa Hancock didn't need to know everything that happened while Marguerite was away...

"Um, Male Cook Man..."

He calmly turned away from the meat he was pan frying, "Sanji."

"Sanji-san... c-could I perhaps ask for something else?" His warm smile held no ill will or 'I told you so', just a happiness to provide, "My favourite dish is a-actually gyoza, though it is quite a dish to make just for a snack..."

"Ah! Gyoza! A cute little dumpling hiding a plethora of depth under its layers! Just like the wonder of Marguerite-nyan herself!" He exclaimed loudly and proudly, much to the nervous girl's confusion. "I will make it immediately for you! Just wait right there!"

His speed was incredible, already cutting up the meat he'd been cooking into much smaller chunks, as he also seemed to jump around the kitchen preparing the wraps, vegetables, and steam cooker for her sudden meal. It was rather amazing to watch, perhaps this was how all men performed tasks... which reminded the girl, "I suppose you'll be wanting payment for this..." She mumbled while grabbing her bra strap.

Only to find his hand on her wrist, gently pushing her bikini top back upwards. "Nothing like that will ever be required for food in this kitchen, I promise you. I don't want anything but a moment of your taste buds' time so you can fill your belly properly."

With a surprised nod, the two blondes seemed to understand their positions. Sanji returning to his speedy cooking as Marguerite sat there somewhat dumbfounded. Looking at him in slight awe as her perceptions of this bizarre man were changing quite rapidly, "It is strange how you are one of the few men to have no girlfriend on the ship."

"...I suppose..." He grumbled.

"I meant it as a compliment, your genes and your cooking make you a prime mating partner. It is surprising that no one has dinged for you."

He spun around in place very happily, waving his hands up in the air like his arms were gelatinous sea creatures, "Are you falling for me now, Marguerite-nyan~!?"

"...perhaps I have figured out why."

"Ohh! A sharp tongue for a sharp shooter!"

Their conversation spun on from there, with a much more open discussion blooming between the two as they bonded over the women of Amazon Lily. Marguerite happy to talk about her friends, and Sanji committing every woman's name and favourite foods to memory in case he ever got the chance to visit the place himself.

She also gave him a quick blowjob for an amazing meal afterwards anyway. Not for payment, but just a way to say thank you for the food. Sanji's chivalry could only hold out for so long when a pretty lady strips down in front of him to suck his cock.

"LABOOOONNNN!!!!" I heard Brook yell from outside, just after we'd begun post coital snuggling.

"Sounds like we're nearing the surface," Robin giggled, "You'd better get dressed up. Luffy would want us all to be there when we enter the New World."

"You better get dressed..." my tired body lazily shot back, only for a fully dressed Robin to walk past the bed. Her cheeky little smile at my belligerent expression from her blatant cheating, "Buh?! Did you just make me fuck a clone?!"

"No, I'm the real one. But they don't need to know that." The cream filled archaeologist giggled, "Go on, I'll be here waiting for you~"

"And I'll accompany you." The other Robin demurely stood by the entrance. What a little minx. I got up from the bed with a slight huff, knowing I'd have to cross through the ship pretty much naked to get to my clothes in the boys dorm. But first, I grabbed the clone by the belly and began raising my hands up, also increasing her sensitivity while massaging as hard as I could. The real Robin was already pretty overwhelmed from our loving so I could see her expression morph from victory to near defeat at how hot she got, "Nn! Th-that's cheating..." She groaned, having to place her fingers below the covers rather quickly as I continued to play with her copy.

"Alright, alright. I'll go get my clothes..." I said while trying to get past my own hunched over road block, though the sound of Robin's powers activating made me pause. Looking back at the dresser to find a bunch of folded clothes being placed down by a despawning hand.

"Y-your outfit from the base had become... rather destroyed..." Robin panted, "I took the liberty... of finding you something... from the clothes Nami bought..."

Oh right, nearly forgot about the big slice across my chest. The stitching is immaculate, but doesn't really make me look like a cool edgy sword guy like Zoro, more just an idiot that got cut. Maybe 'cause it's like, straight down my right side rather than at an angle? The fact it even got my chin a bit doesn't help... or maybe it's just because I have barely a muscle compared to Zoro's huge pecs. Ah well, easy to cover it up with whatever clothes Robin got me.

After a quick switch, I was pretty impressed by her taste.

A grey and white stripy short sleeve top, with an ochre set of three quarter length shorts, and a couple of dark sweat bands for my wrists. It's simple, and I'll obviously be changing out of it by tomorrow, but it was nice to know she cared. Especially when I realised the wrist guards were because I mentioned the fact I kept having massage oil going down my arm.

"Thanks," I nodded, feeling rather comfortable in this new pirate outfit. More than I'd expect I would at least. "Okay, let's go before anyone yells at us!"

With a wave goodbye from her real body and a squeeze of a clone's ass, we quickly joined the rest of the crew as the loud singing of Brook's song carried us closer to the skyline above.

Though none of us were expecting a parade of Marines to be waiting for us up there.

AN: Hopefully this style of vignette story telling appeases you guys. It's the easiest way for me to continue this specific thread without getting burned out on redoing all of OP, lol.