Nami's New Crew

“Ten million berries!”

“Do I hear a fifteen million berries? A fifteen? Anyone for a fifteen million berries for the lovely lady? Last chance for the redhead. Sold to the fishman in the back.”

Arlong walked up to the front with a huge bag with a berry sign on it, grinning all the while like a madman. He had turned his fortunes around ever since his defeat at that girl’s and her crew’s hands, and now the shoe was on the other fin.

He handed the bag to the auctioneer who in turn gave him a slip of paper with instructions on how to use his new ****. Simply speak her trigger phrase and give her whatever instructions he desired and they would be her new truth. The paper had a little picture at the bottom of a voluminous purple beard, which everyone knew meant this was the real deal.

He rubbed his hands together in glee and said the words.

Nami’s head swiveled towards him. He could see from her blank eyes that she was still under the captain’s hypnosis, just slightly more animated due to her receptive state.

“What are your commands, master?”

“First, you’re a part of Arlong’s crew now, babe. You’ll do whatever I say and be happy doing it. You were wrong to leave my crew before and it’s been your deepest regret. You have no problem stealing from people like a real pirate and you’ll help me get as many berries as possible.

“Second, you love me. I’m the hottest fishman alive in your eyes and you want a piece of me. You’ll do anything to have sex with me. My pleasure is your pleasure.

“Third, you hate your old crew. The only thing you want more than me is to see your old crew suffer. They were wrong to steal you away and fill your head with weak ideas like friendship. Got it?”

“Understood, master.”

Arlong barked out a vicious laugh. Things were finally going his way again. But this wasn’t the only thing he planned to redress, and with the help of this new **** of his, it’d be a piece of cake.

Cocoyasi Village had been peaceful for a while now, which Nojiko was happy to say meant for some boring days. Boring, but peaceful. A fair trade-off she supposed.

She had been tending her farm when she saw it, off in the distance, what looked to be the outline of a ship and its sails coming closer.

A sinking feeling settled in her stomach. No one came out to the island with a ship that big for trading. No, this was definitely pirates.

She rushed around town and gathered as many people as she could, telling them to get whatever weapons (improvised or otherwise) that they could.

When the ship arrived, it met a contingent of the island’s residents that while small could still offer some resistance. She and the old man had been training the citizens every so often for just such a scenario as this.

She had not been prepared, however, for the sight that greeted her when just two people disembarked from the ship.

“Hey, sis, like the new look?” her sister, Nami, leaned forward, revealing even more of her chest. Though the bunny-girl outfit she was wearing covered almost nothing to begin with. “Master Arlong gifted it to me, so I’ve been wearing it everyday.”

The other person, that villain Arlong, laughed. “I did. Only the best uniforms for my new crew.”

“What did you do to her? Let her go right now!” Nojiko demanded, holding her sword out in front of her. She had gotten it from a trader and had done her best to learn how to use it. “Let her go or I’ll make you.”

Nojiko was so focused on Arlong that she didn’t even notice when Nami, in the blink of eye, vaulted forward and struck her in the side with her staff. She crumpled to the ground in pain. Through teary eyes she glimpsed Nami standing over her in that ridiculous outfit, proudly smiling as she stood over Nojiko.

Nami joined her master in laughing at their plight. “Hah. To think you could lift a hand against master Arlong.” She spat on Nojiko. “You may be my sister, but master Arlong is my captain. For punishment for your crimes, I think a million berries is an appropriate fine.”

“Nami, how could you?”

“I can because I’ve seen the truth. Arlong is a worthy captain who will someday rule the seas. And I’m going to be there with him. One pathetic little island like this is just a token prize for a great fishman like him.”

She then proceeded to knock out the rest of the crowd of people, one by one, until none remained standing and all had plenty of bruises to mark their failed resistance.

“Well done, ****. In fact, you’ve done such a good job so far today that I think you deserve a reward.”

Nami squealed and rushed over to him. Arlong lifted her up and turned her around so that she was facing the crowd.

“Watch. Arlong’s going to spit-roast me like a piece of meat. It’s so hot when he does this.”

The crowd and Nojiko could only watch helplessly while Arlong took out his cock and rammed up it Nami’s snatch. The much larger fishman easily held her in the air as he pierced her again and again and again, and all the while Nami’s was moaning like an animal in heat.

“Yes, yes, Arlooooooong,” she cried out his name. “Fuck my slutty pirate pussy. I’m nothing but a whore for you to usseeeee!”

Nojiko tried desperately to muster up the energy to stand, to try even if it meant failing, to strike out at the rutting couple. But she couldn’t. She could only watch as Nami’s cries became very more wanton.

“Arlooooong! Fuck me. Give me a child! Watch me, sister, as my captain breeds me. You’re going to be an aunt soon. Yes. Oh. Yes.”

Nojiko closed her eyes. She couldn’t look anymore at the waking nightmare.

“But don’t worry, sis. You’re going to be a mother too. Every woman on this island belongs to captain Arlooooong,” Nami assured her as Arlong plowed her cunt. “Just the opportunity to be one of his slaves is worth a million berries by itself, so be happy you’re getting it for free.”