From the floor...

Everything was in pain. Her vision blurred as she yelled at her mind to stay conscious, to focus on the fight at hand. Fortunately the round man had taken most of the impact from the fall, and as her eyes readjusted to the room she could see his body laying not far away.

He was crawling, trying to reach his hat that he had lost during the fall.

Multiple footsteps marched about the room, closing in on the two as they both struggled back to their feet.

Nami was the first to stand, panting hard as she clutched her shaking knees. Through her orange locks she watched the Game Master stumble back up as well.

"I must admit, this is the first time a lowly contestant has managed to cause me this much grief..." He adjusted his hat, and on command several more pillars of slime rose behind him and began to take shape. "But as commemorable as that may be, a fluke like that will not happen again."

"SPRING HOPPER."

A blue blur suddenly shot out from behind the man, and before Nami could even see what it was she felt a hard fist drill into the flesh of her chest.

"OUF?!"

In that instant she was blown back off her feet. In midair, she could hear the wind rush around her from every direction. From the corner of her eyes she could see the blur that had hit her continue to dart about at impossible speeds. Before she could hit the ground, the same fist then collided into her gut. "Ah...!!!" Air rusged from her lungs as she was plowed unceremoniously into the ground.

The bouncing blur returned to the Game Master's side, once stopped revealing a rowdy blonde man sporting a pair of shades, on his chest sprawled a large tattoo of a crossed-out smiley face. The pirate from her memories of Jaya Island–Bellamy the Hyena.

"...Nn..." From the broken ground, Nami weakly crawled out from her miniature crater. One hand of hers held over her bruised belly, still sore as it pulsed waves of pain throughout the rest of her body. Physical brawls like this really weren't her forte...

She got up on one hand and a knee, her chest heaving as it worked to compensate for her lack of oxygen. Through blurry eyes, she could see someone else approaching... a woman this time.

Black gloves grabbed onto the front of her long bangs. "Gah!" With a sharp tug she was yanked to her feet, meeting blue eyes behind golden blonde hair. The female agent of the World Goverment's CP9, Kalifa, smirked down into the face of her former foe.

"Still feel like resisting?" she cooed. And suddenly, her pink lips pressed down, locking lips with the pirate in a deep kiss.

"Mmmgh!!!" Nami squirmed as the foreign tongue played with the inside of her mouth. Her bra was then ripped away, the rough motion causing her large breasts to bounce free. Kalifa cupped an udder in her free hand, violently kneading it in her palm like a ball of dough.

"....Ngh!!" Having had enough, Nami then bit down as hard as she could.

However with surprising grace, the blonde woman pulled out just fast enough to avoid losing her tongue. With a satisfied smile, she wiped a trickle of blood from the side of her mouth. "Huhu... That wasn't very cute."

Nami replied with a smile of her own, then spat into the other woman's face with a mix of saliva and blood. "Never for you."

"Hmph."

Kalifa brought a swift knee upwards into Nami's naked stomach. "GAH?!" The pirate folded over, her knees quickly buckling from the blow.

WHUMP.

Her eyes shot open as she was struck again, her body bouncing as it folded over her opponent's firm knee.

WHUMP.

"Gah...ugh...!!"

Again she was struck, over and over again... The sound of flesh pounding flesh filled the room, accompanied each time with a gasping cry of pain.

"That's enough!" The Game Master finally stepped in, snapping his whip.

Kalifa stopped mid-knee, a frown on her face. "Tsk." The pirate woman hung slack in her grip, her naked chest heaving upward as she gasped for air. Black gloved fingers traced up from her bruised waist, running along her delicate skin until they reached her large tits. She gave them one last squeeze, then threw the girl off to the side. "I wasn't going to kill her," she insisted.

Nami rolled across the floor, stopping short just inches away from her Climactact. Her hand shaking, reached out...

-CRUNCH-

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIGH–!!"

She shrieked as Arlong's blue foot stomped onto her exposed wrist.

The Game Master walked up to the fallen woman, watching her chest rise and drop as she struggled to breathe with sick satisfaction. "Does it hurt?" He kicked at her, rolling her onto her side. "Do you want this to stop?"

From his pockets he pulled out the forbidden fruit from before.

"Like I said, I'm a merciful man... And so I'll give you one more chance." He knelt down by the navigator's face, holding the spotted produce under her eyes. "One bite, and this will all end. One bite, and pain becomes eternal pleasure..."