Dancing Queens

Nami nearly spilled her drink laughing.

Usopp stretched his arms out wide. "I swear to god! Imagine Luffy after a ten-course meal, then double it! I was that fat!"

The two were sharing stories about their adventures in the two years apart. Loud bass music threatened to drown out their voices but the two had found that it wasn't bothering them in the slightest. With plenty of people around them and plenty of drinks in their systems the two friends were feeling really buzzed just chatting, like no time had separated them at all. They had both expected to be spending this evening with more than just each other, but the company was more than pleasant.

Nami slid back to the table with another pair of colourful bubbly tall glasses in hand. "Okay here's a question for you. It's been two year, we've seen each other and the very attractive people we've grown into." She threw her glass forwards to him and with a smile and a slight eyeroll he clinked his own against it. "But how do you think everyone else is going to look after two years?"

Usopp drummed his fingers against his cheek in thought. "Man, I dunno. I just keep imagining everyone as they were and how much I wanna see 'em."

"That's fair." She nodded while wiping the red liquid from her lips. "But not fun. Come on liar boy, stretch that imagination of yours."

"Fine fine, if my pride as a storyteller is on the line." He smirked, putting his fingers to his temple in faux 'thinking' pose earning another smile from his friend. "But I don't wanna do everyone solo, you gotta come up with some too."

"Deal." She giggled then looked at him coyly. "Brook's going to look like a skeleton."

"Ahh, taking the easy one first are you? Well then, Chopper's going to look like a reindeer."

"Yeah but what if he's bigger? Like maybe he's stuck in that Monster form?"

Usopp shuddered, "Wow, please no. No way I'd wanna be treated by a doctor that's bigger than the ship and could crush me with one finger."

It was her turn to roll eyes at his fearful imagination, "Alri~ght! What about Sanji?"

"Trusting him he's probably just switched his hair parting." Usopp snickered, Nami humming in agreement while sipping. "But to be fun about it, let's sayyyy bald."

The tipsy Nami nearly spat her drink over him, "Pfft! Bald Sanji!?"

"Oh yeah, he got into a fire leg accident and set his hair on fire. Now he's smoother than a baby's bottom up there. Not to mention what happened to Zoro. Put his sword in the wrong way and cut off his tongue! Now he's got a parrot named Polly to talk for him."

"_Hahaha_sstoppp! You're killing me!" She guffawed, slapping the table as her whole body shook around in laughter. "Sp_ah_ace that shit out more!"

He proudly smirked at her reaction. "Well it's your turn anyway. I did two and we've got Franky, Robin and Luffy left."

After collecting herself she sat back in her seat. "Well, Franky's gonna look like some dumb looking toy I just know it, so yawn and pass." She said with a dismissive wave of her hand then rested her chin on it. "Robin... well apart from her probably getting even hotter, I get this weird feeling she's found someone. Like she'll travel with us but pine for a man who loves to read back in a 'certain place' now."

Usopp scratched his chin at the thought. "Hmmm, interesting. Guess I never thought of our little family expanding in these two years... for all we know everyone's found someone."

Nami raised an eyebrow at that. "Everyone?"

He thought for a second before nodding, "You're right never mind. It's unlikely with the tries-to-hard Sanji, swords-for-brains Zoro, the skeleton, the reindeer, and... Luffy."

Nami nodded until along with the list until a certain name. "Well, one of those three probably has more of a chance than you think."

"Don't tell me Zoro got with that marine girl he clearly likes."

She shook her head. "No not him. And I don't know for certain I just meant one of them seem to have an... affect on girls. I wouldn't be surprised if he found someone in the two years."

He raised an eyebrow. "...well it can't be Sanji. But now I sense gossip."

With a sly smile and double checking her surroundings she leant in to whisper. "Vivi had a crush on Luffy."

"Wohohohoaaahhhh! Really? The Princess and the Pirate?"

Nami half shushed, half laughed at him. "Come on, is it that hard to see? Luffy did save her entire country."

"Guess not." He replied, thinking about the star crossed lovers together. About how Luffy had saved Vivi and had an 'affect on women'. About how he was a brave man of the sea... "Luffy saved your island too..."

"He saved all of us." Nami replied before looking down at her finished drink and smiling. "...man I really wonder how he's changed."

Usopp's hurt frown was ignored by his friend staring out the window to the dark black ocean. He looked down at the stain on her bra and kicked himself for even thinking for a moment that someone like him... someone like Nami...

"Anyway how about you?" She cut them both out of their thoughts, "No sexy slime or snake girls try to ensnare you in their trap over the two years?"

He blinked at the suggestion. "What? Slime? Ew, no, where does your pervy brain come up with this stuff." He shook his head and chugged down his drink. "Nothing but me, big monsters, bigger plants and Heracles. I didn't even really get a chance to rest and think about it for those two years."

"Naww. Poor single Usopp." she teased, her slightly tipsy hands reaching forwards and prodding his nose. He pulled back but in the back of her mind she was thinking about things that nose reminded her of. "For me it was just clouds and old men. Boring old men with wrinkles in all the wrong places." Usopp cringed at that, not wanting to let his imagination continue on that train at all. "Which also means I am pent. UP. Dunno if it's the booze but I'm starting to feel hornier than a rhino-bull in mating season. Maybe I should try to find a guy who wants to come back to the Sunny for a little... relief." she giggled at him, not actually looking around the bar to the other men at all.

The sniper groaned at that. "Ugh, come on really?"

She got up from the table and pecked his cheek. "Don't be a spoil sport Usopp~ I'm having a good time with you, I wouldn't just ditch." He resisted the urge to wipe the spot she touched but still just stared wide eyed for a second. "How about this, I'll only bring back a guy if I can also find a cute girl for you to have fun with. If not then I'll just leave with you!" She beamed with a wink.

Before he could refute it, reject it, or even ask what the wink and kiss meant, Usopp was dragged to the dance floor.

I waited a little while before making my move against Robin. She was slowly becoming less focused on her task of cleaning. Scrubbing a plate for much longer than it needed to with unfocused eyes and deep breaths.

She didn't even notice when I got up, walked right up behind her and reached around to grab the two biggest handfuls of her tits I could grab.

"Oh!" She gasped at the sudden intrusion, dropping the plate back into the soapy water.

"Hope you don't mind some after dinner treats." I smirked while really laying on the massage technique thick.

She gave her head a slow shake, slightly melting into my embrace. "W-was it not you who reminded me that we could grope each other all we want?" I then felt a pinch on my ass making me jump into her backside a little, god she was naughty when the switch was flipped. It made me feel even bolder, bold enough to unclip the top of her two garments to massage her breasts directly.

"Let me just put this up here for now." I said, lifting her bra up to over her face. She started inhaling deeply, the cum smell clearly doing its job, and using me as a post to lean further into me. Robin soon had her hands over mine, subconsciously helping my massage her heaving breasts.

Just as I planned, the more she enjoyed her massage the deeper she breathed, making her inhale more of my scent. It wasn't long until her face had flushed completely, her body slinking down mine until the only thing supporting her was my groping and her arms reaching back around my head and shoulder. The look in her eyes was getting dangerously hungry, and I could tell as she'd twisted herself to press her forehead into mine.

We worked together to bring her closer and closer to release. The scent of my cum invading every part of her brain and filling her up with hormones. She was mumbling something about how good I was under her breath. The fact this woman got so excited by tit gropes was a fact I thoroughly enjoyed finding out about her. We just kept going, I moved one hand around her body to massage different parts of her tanned skin. Her body was shaking, pussy oozing liquid out of her panties now and dripping onto the hardwood kitchen floor. She was close, real close, tantalizingly close. With a gasp and a moan she called out, "I-I'm-!

Which is when I put her on her feet and walked away.

The dripping mess of an archaeologist gave a long confused whine, torn from her peak milliseconds from the end. It sounded like she was about to ask something but I had already left the kitchen. Quickly bounding down the moonlit stairs and entering the storage area I was calling my room.

Some of you might be wondering why I would deny her like that, but there's method to the madness. I reclined into my temporary hammock, ready to enact phase two.

"It's normal for a woman to dance to try and attract a mate they desire."

A single beam of light shone valiantly down on the dark paths of the bubbly Sabaody. The little café in the side of the ground had a sign outside saying 'CLOSED'.

Inside were two figures, swaying back and forth in each others arms as an old record player sung songs of days long ago.

"This is rare. I'm barely home five minutes and you're acting like I'm 30 years younger."

"I just missed you, old fool." Shakki hummed into his chest.

The two just danced for a while. Both knowing why they started the dance but still wanting to enjoy the music and the swaying for a little while longer.

"TASHIGI! STOP THIS AT ONCE!" The Marine Base commander hollered at his subordinate. The two had just been in his office organising orders for the men. Tashigi had been acting weird for an hour, swaying on her feet and unable to focus on the questions being thrown at her. She said she just needed some air, but when she returned she'd clamped a pair of seastone cuffs on Smoker's hands and bound him to his chair. After some apologies and rough depantsing, he was now sitting bare assed in the middle of the room on his chair.

Her movements were awkward, untimely, like she'd never been out dancing before. Her hands were above her head, hips shaking with what little rhythm they could find. She tried to remember the steps from that one Alabastian bar. Left twice, right twice, left twice, right twice, rotate all the way round and lose glasses- "Oh! S-sorry!" She quickly apologised, scrambling lamely to the floor to retrieve her fallen spectacles. Smoker just rolled his eyes at her attempts of seduction.

With a blushing face she quickly marched over to him. And upon arrival saluted the man, "O-Officer Tashigi, reporting for duty!" She said in some sort of rhythm, breasts jutting out from her body in the straight backed pose. Keeping it straight she leaned down while maintaining the salute, letting her large swaying breasts stray dangerously close to his face before going even lower and grazing his legs. He wasn't sure how to respond to such a ridiculous façade, the idea of the female marines performing such duties for the higher ups... was ridiculous, yes. That.

In another attempt at sexy play Tashigi grabbed the cigar from Smoker's mouth. Taking a long sexy drag with her puffy lips and coughing up a storm almost immediately. Unprepared lungs rejecting the smoke that was billowing out of her mouth. "Idiot." He murmured as she grabbed a swig from a water glass on his desk.

She wasn't to be stopped so easily though. Marching back to assume her salute position. The swordswoman's leg bent high, sliding the meaty muscle upwards and easily reaching it above her head. The splits being one of the few things she felt proud about achieving athletically outside of sword combat. Even Smoker had to admit that the long bare legs she was showing off in such a pose was a sight, looking away with a blush and a huff. She beamed triumphantly, finally a win for her sexy dancing! The long white snake of the marine had even risen another few inches.

She pushed her luck almost immediately though, lowering her leg onto his shoulder but not aligning her leg properly pushing too hard until the two of them were shoved backwards onto the floor. Tashigi's heart sank when she heard a CRACK, internally cursing the flimsy chair she'd tied him to.

He looked up to see her blushing face. The big apologetic eyes that looked so worried that he would be mad and worried that he wouldn't be putting his penis in her.

Tashigi's lip was trembling. "S-Smoker-san... I'm s-s-so-"

"Release me. Now!"

She nodded meekly, knowing that Smoker wouldn't stick around for anymore dancing. That she'd ruined her one shot to get to seduce him. That she'd need to sleep with the men from now on to feel satisfied, until they never respected her again.

The cuffs clicked off once she'd retrieved the key from her bra. Smoker rubbed his wrists at the relief. A gruff sigh escaping his angry expression, walking over to his discarded cigar and taking a long drawn out drag from it. But the thing that threw Tashigi is he didn't immediately pull his pants up like she thought he would. And what really threw her was when his wrists and hands vanished into smoke. Smoke that quickly surrounded her and that wrapped around the her torso to shove her forwards onto his desk.

The Marine stepped up behind her, admiring the backside she'd been waving around for his benefit. Try as he might to deny his feelings, he was hard and she was wet. This was a criminal offence to the marines hierarchy, not to mention the ethics of sleeping with his subordinate, but seeing her like this just made that all just taste a little sweeter.

"Not a word of this gets out of this room." He growled and punctuated his point by roughly grabbing her ass and mashing it around.

She gasped out in pleasure but still managed to nod. Her face unable to stop a shaky smile on her lips as she wiggled her hips into his grip in anticipation.

One of the few aspects Boa Hancock had learned over the years was how to dance. It had come from a... darker time in her life and so she had avoided it for so long. But as she moved to the beat her musician laid down, her body resembling that of the snakes she commanded, she realised how fun dancing for her husband could be. It was a liberating act of expression that could use her body in a way to finally seduce the future pirate king with the most beautiful body on the seven seas.

But.

As much as Boa danced she couldn't stop one simple fact.

Luffy did not get what was happening.

She tried to entice him, used every sexy technique she'd ever learned. She flashed him, caressed him, crawled along the ground to kiss his feet, even bring in the other Kuja to dance as sexily as possible. Soon even they were too enticed by her dancing and began to hypnotically stare at her jiggling movements.

But Luffy was just having fun.

When she bumped into him, he'd bump right back. When she grinded up against him, he picked her up into a spin laughing the whole way. When the empress tried to curl her body around his he would giggle then hug her. He even grabbed a few of the mesmerised Kuja and knocked them out of their funk to play with him instead.

Sexy was impossible, the boy was too good at playing with her emotions. Going so far as to ask the musician to stop the seductive swing on her piano and play any more upbeat tracks she knew.

"Just... do as he says." Boa sighed when the musician looked to her for guidance. "If this is how my future husband dances, then I shall dance with him this way-"

"Not your husband." Luffy reminded, before breaking out into a big grin and grabbing her hand. "But I'm happy that you wanna dance! It's really fun!"

"-only!" She continued before he could drag her back to the dance floor. "If you promise to play my g-game after!" The empress stamped her foot down, attempting to sound tough even when she desperately did not wish to go against his wishes. He looked her up and down, trying to see if there was anything else she wanted to say.

"Sure! Games are fun!"

Viola had stroked herself raw earlier. The flamenco dancer just couldn't get enough of seeing the naked forms of the countrymen. Cocks, pussies, nipples, she'd had a perfect view of them all. The only thing she could think of that could be better... was hard cocks, wet pussies, and erect nipples.

So here, in this strip club, she was dancing like there was no tomorrow. Giving each hollering bar patron a long stare so they thought her enticing display was for them. Years of practice on the stage had prepared her to expertly move her body around, even if she'd never been in a strip club before. Though she wasn't sure why, cause when she slipped her dress down enough to expose her breasts to the audience and the huge cheer that erupted from it sent her beaming with pride.

The audience were treating her so well, gossiping about the great Viola and how far she'd fallen since joining the Doflamingo Pirates. About how much of a filthy whore she was and the things they'd do to her if given the chance. And when they go home later, to their wives or to their rooms, they'll think of her. The room was too turned on not to think of her. Each of them would be stroking large hard-ons or sensitive pussies in the dead of night just trying to quench the hormones swirling around the room.

And she'll be watching.

Enjoying herself just as much as all of them combined.

"~Heat and the bubbles and the bubbles in the street~" Nami sung along to the Soul King's latest song blasting on the large snails. "Man, wasn't it nice hearing Brook over the den-den-radio while we were away?"

She swayed and jived. Shimmying her belly to the movements as the beat overtook her, reminding Usopp of their time in Alabasta and the exotic dancer costume she'd disguised herself in. The beat was loud and repetitive, but Nami kept up with it great. Effortlessly rippling her body up and down and stroking a hand through her hair. Her knees bent just a little before shooting her back up to the music. Whipping the long orange locks around her head and showing off her curves as she traced the outline of her own body. It was an erotic performance, spurred on by a certain smell that kept drifting to her nostrils, one that made her stare at her partner. The music becoming background to her real goals of dancing.

Usopp tried to keep with it but dancing was never his forte. At least not this proper stuff. Throwing himself around with Luffy was one thing but the two of them dancing here? Like this? He somehow felt more unprepared for this than he did against an enemy pirate. His body unable to do anything but wave vaguely around. He tried not to stare too much at Nami, she was here for someone to relieve her after all. There's no way that dance was to attract someone like him, he thought.

That was until Nami collided with him, head on his shoulder and a drunken(?) look in her eye. "Usooooopp, you havvvve to danshe better then zat! iffew wanna hot fukkk!"

"Maybe we should get you some air!" He yelled over the music.

"Firsht, show those pecksh!" She said ignoring him and ripping his shirts top few buttons off.

"Woah!" Was his only protest, again ignored by Nami who was licking her lips at the sight.

"Now get reaaaal loosh! Just feeeeel the mooommenn-tah!" she called out, beginning her demonstration. She dipped low, then ground her pelvis up his body as she rose back up. The navigator repeated this motion as she circled the confused man, Usopp torn between saving the drunk Nami from doing anything embarrassing and wanting to experience every second of this. Her meaty tits clapped against her skin on a particularly violent thrust, dislodging her bra for her right nipple to uncover.

Usopp's eyes bulged at the sight but the sudden shock made him remember where they were. "Oh shoot, N-Na-"

He reached forward but was countered when Nami grabbed his clumsy hands and guided them to her rear. Usopp's fingers were clearly less shy than he was, taking the invitation to squeeze her body with reckless abandon, surprising both of them. With a minxful smile contrasting his bewildered stare, the ginger girl suddenly threw her whole body backwards, forcing him to uncup one of her ass cheeks and catch her. Nami reached her arms around his neck to help support her, pupils wide with lust and staring deep into Usopp's soul. With his new leant over position she was able to raise her leg up his, pushing on his ass to move his hips further into hers.

Even over the loud music Usopp could hear Nami's sudden moan when his erection pressed into her. There wasn't anything he could do to stop it, she'd basically **** this position onto him, but now with the chaos of it all and the awkward position he couldn't hold them both up. The sniper falling on top of the navigator in the crowded bar in quite the suggestive pose.

They landed on the floor with a THUNK. Murmurs soon erupted in the club, talks of 'what are they doing?' 'ew gross' 'oh my god, should we get the bouncer?'

Nami couldn't hear any of it. Her head and her pussy had never felt hotter, and she knew exactly the dick she wanted inside of her. "Do it! Fuck me right here Usopp! I can't wait a single shitty second longer without your big dick rocking my world! FFUCCK ME!!!""

The murmurs grew at the scene, Usopp couldn't even get off of her as her hands refused to budge round his neck and her legs locked around his waste. "N-Nami! Snap out of it!! Why are you acting like this?!" He begged.

But it was then a new voice got added to the crowd. One that Usopp had hoped he'd heard the last of.

"Hey Boss. Ain't that that guy and gal who done humiliated you earlier?"

Even as the boy's face was peppered with kisses, he went as pale as a sheet. The large burly man with a crooked straw hat and his equally large and familiar cronies shoving the crowd away from them as they charged towards the fallen pair.

"You're right. Hey! Long nose! Let's have a talk outside!"

So here I was, a little over twenty minutes later still swinging in my hammock.

A part of me worried I'd messed up, that I'd pushed her too quickly and should have just been patient. But then a bigger part of me worried when she actually did show up.

Now, in my head the scene was going to go something like this: if Robin was in fact interested in me she'd come into my room all sultry like, dance a little for me then we'd get to love making.

But here's the way it really happened: I'm not sure.

I say that, I did see her form enter my doorway, her supple curvy silhouette in the moonlight, but it was ripped away from me suddenly. What I can only assume were hands suddenly wrapped me up tight, pressing against my eyes and mouth so I couldn't see or speak. All I could do was helplessly wriggle in the confines as I felt my body move out into the open air, down the deck and into a different room before being thrown heavily onto a chair.

My eyes were uncovered first, revealing that I was in Robin's room at least and not about to be thrown to the sharks. It was dimly lit by candlelight and the woman who owned it wasn't around, it was just me and her hands. Hands that quickly stripped me of my clothes, ripping them to shreds while still keeping my arms and legs bound tightly to the chair. It was a frenzy, and seconds later I was completely naked and erect in the chair. With multiple fingers and tongues teasing various parts of me to keep me that way. She kept me squirming there for a few minutes as I was helpless to do anything but sit and moan through her fingers around my mouth. My noises and the sway of the waves outside weren't the only sounds I could hear though, a small wet sound could be heard on the breeze.

But that's when the music started.

A flurry of arms covered the door. The ripple of movement an amazing unique spectacle that was accentuated by the music. Slowly the arms seemed to part, revealing the sensual woman behind, currently facing away from me with her arms in her hair to raise it above her head and showcase the full length of her slim back and wide rear. A few arms from the door suddenly sliding past again to slap or spread the cheeks briefly before returning to the void.

For the record, Nico Robin was now completely naked. A fact punctuated when her panties were flung towards me from somewhere and landed against my leg with a splat. The sticky fluids covering them making them stick to my shin, but I wasn't looking at them. I could see the slight bounce in her breasts from around her back and even from the tiny spread of her ass I could see the moonlight reflect against her soaked thighs.

The tempo of the song was relatively slow, enough for her to tap her foot rhythmically and send her ass rippling in motion. Robin also raised her arms up further until her long locks were dropped and cascaded down her shoulders. As the beat picked up so did her movement, swinging her hips back and forth to really let her meat shake. I tore my eyes away from it long enough to see the cheeky look twinkling at me over her shoulder. Though she seemed to want to control where I was looking, dipping her entire body forwards until her ass was the only thing I could look at.

She slid back up to standing, turning around and strutting to the middle of the room. Treating it like a catwalk she stopped to pose once more, rising her arms up her body and against her flopping breasts to stroke both hands through her hair again. Once her fingers reached the highest point they could they suddenly split off. Half a dozen new arms separating and adding themselves to her body until she looked like an ancient goddess.

Robin swayed herself to the music, using her new limbs by twisting her wrists to the tempo. Her knees bent her down low, the new arms creating a tunnel of vision towards her tight belly and soggy pussy moving around. With one large step she turned again, god that legendary ass was so much closer now, and one by one the hands on her right side collided with her cheeks. Each disappearing after the strike but all of them making the now reddening skin shake beautifully.

Now looking a little lopsided she continued her strut, now instead of walking towards me she went past me. Just like her ass she used her hands to stroke me one after the other from base to tip. I thrust into her grips, hips unable to control themselves from this attention. Robin's arms were down to two again, but she did lick the collected precum from her fingers. A digit popping from her mouth as she circled the chair.

I followed her around, her light touch of my shoulders sending my mind into a frenzy. God I wanted to just ravage her perfect form.

When she reached my front again I was in for a burst of karma though. She ducked down once more, this time her head was all I could see, but I could feel her lips touch my full nuts. I tried to say something through her fingers but was still locked tight in her trap. Four more kisses and I nearly exploded right there, only a tight grip appearing on my dick stopped me. She looked satisfied with the absolute grunting animal she had turned me into, slipping her body up mine while still teasing my dick. First licking my cock all the way up, then also squeezing her breasts around the shaft, until she was standing directly above it and aiming me towards her eager cunt.

I nodded, begging with my eyes, but with a coy smile she shook her head and pushed against my forehead.

My chair was shunted back by her push, my head charging towards the wooden floor only to be caught before impact. The music swelled again and I was pushed skyward, stopping when the tip of my nose entered a moist pussy. I looked up to see the confident smile I'd fallen for, now a playful predatory smirk. Robin thrust her hips forwards a couple of times, grinding herself into my face and marking me with her own scent. My chair dipped again and she stepped over me, letting me catch a close up glimpse of those perfect ass cheeks before being shunted forward again and upright.

At this point my erection was painful, the sexy dance normality going down much better than I could have imagined but the other one managing to **** me. From behind me I could only hear her chuckle, clearly proud of the state she was leaving me in. She stroked my shoulders, potentially mocking my own treatment of her. I looked down at her pretty digits on my left before a new hand pushed my head to the right and into a lip lock with her face. The hand around my mouth disappearing just in time. Her hungry tongue invaded my mouth but I wasn't done with this fight just yet, wrapping my own taster around hers and battling it out fiercely. Her slightly flowery taste pouring into me as I sucked on her for all I was worth.

When we disconnected I think I was more of a panting mess ball than she was.

"Natsuo-san, you've been such a naughty boy." She purred, stroking a hand against my red face ever so softly. "You said you were my precious crewmate. But the way you've been teasing me. Bullying me. Perhaps you're actually a dastardly criminal, needing to be punished."

Whatever punishment she wanted to give me I'd accept it with open arms. "Do it then pirate, if you've got the guts." I grinned bravely, showing her I was just as ready to play as she was.

She smiled all the way around my body, sliding to sit herself directly onto my lap. Her wet pussy moistening the bottom of my shaft while she stroked it up her abdomen. The music slowly drained away and the sound I thought I'd heard earlier picked up again.

"Your punishment is going to begin when I let you go, you're going to take this huge fucking cock and those wonderful hands and massage me inside and out until I'm absolutely satisfied. My hot tight cunt will squeeze your criminal ways out of you. Then you'll see the error of your ways for what you've done to me." She explained, really laying it on thick and rubbing her breasts against my chest. The sound picked up speed, where was it coming from? "I'm usually so composed around people, but there's been such a heat around you Natsuo-san. And I've had to rely on my old method of self satisfaction."

A droplet landed on my shoulder, and with a gesture she guided my sight upwards to the ceiling. My eyes went wide at what they saw, the slight squelching sound suddenly making perfect sense.

Her arms were all over the ceiling.

Like an assembly line of motion, each of them pumping up and down in place towards the wood. The dozens of appendages each vigorous with energy, and three guesses to what they were shoving into. The short roof giving me a good view of a few of them in the dim light at least.

She had cloned her own pussy onto the roof repeatedly, and was using her powers to masturbate dozens of times at once.

"This is the only way I've found to keep my urges down all day." She cooed, bringing my attention back to her.

"Wooah, you're filthy!" I brazenly burst out, not fully believing what I was seeing. She didn't deny it though, instead subtly smiling just a bit more. "But I think I know the problem, your hands aren't satisfying you anymore, are they?"

Her eyes broke their confident stare. Suddenly she looked much more frustrated, even grinding herself into my lap a little more. "No... you and your massages have ruined my pussy and my only means of pleasure."

She left my lap and walked slowly over to the bed as she spoke. "I try and I try, with more and more pussies, but nothing's been helping. I just can't measure to your skills." My hands were suddenly freed. I looked down at them reflexively and when I looked back up at her she was presenting herself to me with wide legs. A look of pure desperation on her face.

"Please, Natsuo-san! You're the key to my salvation! I must-need-... I-I wanna cum!"

Just cause I said it in the comments, the second half of this story is going to be attempting to continue with canon with all these changes. So look forward to that. As things near the end of the first half I guess I'll ask if there's any storylines anyone has any desire to see more of. Perhaps if there's a big outcry for Yamato, Baroque Works, etc. I can mix them more into the finale. Or just call me cringe for putting Nami and Usopp together.