A Babe Show for Marines [pt. I]

Written in collaboration with Namichwan

High up in the ship's crows nest was Viddy's favorite place to be. The supremely easy and relaxing task of lookout was his favorite job to pull.

And the thing that always amazed him about the Grand Line was how warm the ocean breeze was. He’d left his winter island expecting the sea to match the chilly wind that so often blew into his little town, but whenever he stood high up in this elevated basket of a structure with the sun beating down on him the difference was staggering. Sticky warmth that clung to his skin, making his Marine uniform quite annoyingly clingy as he watched the ocean before him.

He’d argue that the warmth was nice, that the differing temperature was a nice change from the cold he’d lived in. But after living for so long in those arctic winters the mid level heat could get unbearable at times.

Still, watching the ocean was an important job. Reports of Marine ships getting attacked by pirates were increasing by the week. Actually, no… maybe with these warm days the best job to get on the rotation was definitely washing the deck as then you’d get to splash yourself with cool soapy water as you work. Everyone needed a bath, the heavens could smell Viddy from here, so a little bit of cleanliness did the whole ship some good. But no, Viddy had lookout, doing nothing but stare at the sea while the heated sun bore down upon him.

He was bored. This was dull. And their scouting Marine vessel hadn’t even been given a cumrag to entertain the troops. What felt like a dwindling amount Marine women in the **** were getting stolen left and right, so cumrags were saved for the important vessels.

All this to say that Viddy’s eyes were heavy. His mood tired and his enthusiasm for the job dwindling.

So he almost missed when a hand sprouted out of nowhere to give him a condom.

“Guhbuhnuh?” said Viddy like the wordsmith he was, “C-condom? Hand?!”

“GENTLEMEN AND LADIES OF THE MARINES!”

Oh, Viddy was definitely going to get in trouble for this. Somehow he’d missed it by just turning his head to the other side of the ocean. Literally right next to them had emerged a pirate ship, a pretty notorious one at that. The brightly colored two-masted brigantine with the monster sunflower figurehead of the Straw Hat Pirates! The ones that had recently beaten Gecko Moriah and stolen vice captain Tashigi!

Was there even any point in warning everyone now? All they’d done was send one guy with a big grin to stand on the side of the Marine ship bow. A half dozen or so eccentric looking Pirates were arranged on the opposite ship, only one of which managed to hold an intimidating expression (Wait? Was that a skeleton?!).

Viddy also then noticed that he wasn’t the only one who’d gotten a condom as many other men on the deck below were holding various colours of plastic while staring at the intruder.

“We may be enemies, Pirates vs Marines, but that does not mean we have to fight!?” The stranger yelled, even while some of Viddy’s crew mates were getting weapons ready the man just kept his arms raised in peace. “I am but a humble Babe Spotter, and simply want information! In return, I shall give you all the gift of a single babe show!”

That certainly changed the mood.

Babe Shows were…legendary. Viddy, himself, had only seen one in his lifetime that he could clearly recall. His hometown mayor and the community’s spotter had given a performance in her mansion. But a Pirate Babe Show, that seemed like an illegal activity that shouldn't be allowed, surely?

But a Babe Show? After so long? The hunger in everyone’s eyes as they looked between each other was palpable. In a crew of 100% dudes, and on a vessel that hadn’t made port in about three weeks, to say that balls were currently blue would be an understatement. It was literally the choice between condom or sword for many right now, and as they looked around at confirmation from their brethren it seemed the choice was obvious.

“What kind of information, aye?”

Ah right, of course Captain Douglas would annoyingly keep his resolve. Their bulky ginger leader stepped forward, probably knowing their chance at winning a fight would be low but not willing to give up any info at all.

The intruder smiled, “Devil fruits. Do you guys have one, and if you don’t then where could I find one? Seems easy enough of a transaction.”

“Any devil fruit?” A random Marine asked, a little confused by the question. Douglas put his hand up, signaling he should be the only one talking right now.

“We are not carrying a devil fruit, aye.” said Douglas, the honest man and his terrible poker face was probably going to cost them their lives here. The intruder slumped his shoulders a little, but didn’t fully lose his smirk either. “But… there was a report that a vessel heading t’wards Sabaody found one in a raid, aye. Gonna sell it on the black market, aye.”

That surprised the crew. Everyone had expected him to lie, or at least try and fight a little, but instead the burly man had given up almost immediately.

“Well, he wasn’t lying.” A new voice appeared, a similarly ginger individual had also made it to the Pirate deck and was currently leaning against the corner kitchen wall. Her outfit was ridiculously hot, having two black pieces of tape as pasties over a thick chest, a sleeveless denim jacket covering only her back that let her bosoms bounce free, high heeled boots with whorish pantyhose, and a black g-string that her pussy was currently chewing on. The slutty punk pirate was flipping a coin in her finger while watching the Marines. “Though I’m not sure why he gave it up that easily.”

“Indeed, perhaps we should simply leave while the information is fresh,” Another voice explained, the astonishing figure of Nico Robin walking into view on the weird grassy lawn that made up the other ship's main deck. Brazenly, she wore nothing more than a shamefully indecent swimsuit, a skimpy one piece made up of a shifting band down the center of her torso, her deep cleavage was hidden but there was so much side-boob on display that she might as well have not bothered. The strip of pink bathing suit narrowed as it went downwards, to similarly be consumed by the lewd folds of her pussy. The woman's thick toned thighs and legs were also fully on display, the bathing suit cut out high up the hip, providing a generous view of her curvy ass and ample behind. She was every inch the top-shelf Pirate babe with a million Beli bounty. "It would be foolish to dawdle any longer."

“No! Y-you promised a Babe Show! Aye!”

Ah, there it was. There'd been a rumor on board that the captain’s wife had left him for a Babe Spotter, so perhaps he had the biggest blue balls of all. Knowing her body was getting spotted over and over again by a bigger dicked lad was probably tortuously hot for Douglas as Netorase was rampant among their crew. Their last port of call having failed to communicate that an outbreak had recently occurred before they'd made docked.

The intruder just smiled deviously. “Aye, I did, good sir!” He said while stepping precariously from railing to railing of the two closely hugging ships, “And as you gave the information, I’ll let you choose the Babe!”

Douglas was salivating, eyes darting from Robin to Nami to even the unknown Pirate Babe who had just arrived on the deck. Choosing would be ****, because each Babe had their unique sexiness and it would be cruel to ask a captain to pick just one.

The identity of the newest Babe was the final straw as she strutted forward with a confident hip-swinging stride that was utterly alien from the precise gait she'd once worn as a Marine Officer.

Vice-Captain Tashigi!

The glasses-wearing woman that Viddy had admired from afar, but had never had the balls to even strike up a conversation with, was now the Pirate's pet. As a swordswoman, she wore just a starkly white fundoshi, a furred cape that didn't reach far enough to cover her ass and raised wooden geta sandals, her slim toned tummy flexed and glistened with sweat and her large DD breasts hung bare for the world to see as she strode forward with a long sheathed blade in one hand. Viddy had always thought her cute so he ran his hand over his junk a few times subconsciously as he ogled her newly exposed body avidly from far above.

"Treacherous bitch! You dare bare yourself in front of your betrayed brethren!" snarled Douglas, locating some ghost of his lost pride as he pointed furiously at Tashigi, "You should come over here so that I can whip the damned slut out of you! Smoker was devastated by your abandonment! Aye!"

Tashigi rolled her eyes in response, "You may cling to your duty and your principles, Captain Douglas, but I have found my own path. A woman’s path must be paved with ecstasy and fulfillment, or else the human race will never continue! Look at me now, a testament to the truth that restraint is a fool's errand. If the Marines just hired more Babe Spotters then there’d be no need to leave them!" She declared, spreading her arms wide to present her new whorish visage for the Marines to behold.

Douglas's furious face fell as he gazed at her bared bosom and barely-there fundoshi, a trickle of drool ran down the corner of his open-mouthed gawping. His face reddened and his eyes bulged. It was plain as day that his former Vice-Captain's eroticism had him completely spellbound. Unable to make a counter-argument since he would have liked more big dicked marines too.

Viddy knew that the Straw Hat's Babe Spotter had taken Tashigi as his fuckpet, but he'd never imagined this…

His dick swelled inside his pants. His jaw ached and his mouth went dry. There was only one cure for what ailed him, the one thing that could make his heart sing and his eyes roll

At this point most men had seen the writing on the wall and were ripping their own pants apart to get at their dicks. Viddy himself, though he was watching from above out of sight, had already unraveled his trousers and was slowly peeling the condom onto his aching crotch. The lack of pants was freeing to the winter man, a breeze finally reaching his overheated nethers, but the stickiness of his body made the condom feel extra annoying to put on. His body heat was high but his dick tingled at the possibilities of getting to watch a babe show.

Douglas had quite the choice ahead of him.

The ginger pirate? Demon Child Nico Robin? A blonde beauty, or maybe the ex-Marine traitor Tashigi?

He gave each of them their own consideration, all four of them giving him seductive glances to be the one picked, but in the end his eyes would not leave one set of breasts the most. Raising his finger to the woman that looked most like his ex-wife, “H-her, please.”

“Excellent choice! Nami will treat you all to some lovely views, won’t you?” called out the spotter as he hopped down from the railings back onto his own ship.

“Yeah, yeah,” She said with a shrug while walking over to him, “Like I care about these Marine cucks." Her nonchalant demeanor abruptly vanished as she threw her fists in the air, her enormous titties swinging with the sudden motion, "After that DAMNED STUPID role-play session, I’ve been edging myself for my turn with this huge dick WAY too long.”