Red vs. Blue

Nami took a few hours to get used to spinning again.

It had taken her ages after leaving the island to learn how to go forwards without the spin. It was important that she did, obviously. If you steal from someone, you better not stand out in the crowd with such fancy footwork. Yet once she got back into the groove, it felt as natural as when she’d do skip turns up to Bell-Mere picking her mikans.

The nostalgia soothed her soul. After having to deal with the fallout of her island hating her, then saving Usopp from Arlong, and Luffy refusing to just go away… it was nice to spin again and be reminded of the good times. Though she was sure the islanders would prefer to keep walking without the flare, separating her from them like the ‘betrayer’ she was. Hell, she worried that Genzo would finally have enough and spank her in front of everyone. They couldn’t control her though.

And, incredibly, it almost seemed like Arlong couldn’t control her now either.

That parade of his had caused more issues than usual with Arlong being in such a bad mood. He was ready to flip over a building until a certain sniper had stopped him. If it wasn't for Nami being nearby, Usopp would have surely perished. It was thanks to Nami putting herself between him and them, the name of Jango had let the long nose boy run off safely. Arlong really wasn't in a good mood after that, and the rest of the parade had a low vibe that not even Sbanisimo could fix.

She wondered if Jango was secretly from Cocoyasi? He did love to spins too, and held no qualms being seen that way. Maybe that’s why Kuroobi knew of him. A pirate that had left his clutches but threatened to depose the despot with a wave of his magic chakram. It would certainly be incredible, even if she dissuaded such hopes from clouding her mind.

Jango was gone. Where he’d gone, she wasn’t sure, but she’d searched the Merry top to bottom. Her only guess was he’d jumped off the ship in a barrel, though only an idiot would try and survive like that. Any hopes of him actually showing up and defeating Arlong were none to zilch. But if his name got Arlong to back off, she would sing his praises all day, every day.

A dirty thought of that succulent cock sent a shudder through her hard enough to make her stumble and fall. Her spins still needed more practice, Nami thought, as she rubbed her rear outside her old home.

“NNN~!”

The crying sound from inside made her bolt for the door, ignoring her desire to spin to just run. One of the few people in this world that still liked Nami had just made a noise of distress, slamming the door open to find-

“J-Jango?! Nojiko?!”

"Glrk! Glrk! Glrk! Glrk!"

It wasn’t like Nami had never seen her sister naked, but it had been a while. Plus, naked and squatting in front of a hypnotist while sucking his massive cock? That wasn’t what she was expecting at all.

Nojiko barely acknowledged Nami’s entrance, continuing to suck Jango off despite the interruption. The way she was squatting, her legs were stretched wide, as if waiting their turn to be penetrated by the massive prick she was sucking. Her slightly darker and tattooed skin contrasted Jango’s pasty legs so sexily, with those huge breasts of hers wobbling about with each movement of Nojiko’s head. Never did Nami think she’d open the door to hear her sister’s lewd slurps accompanied by her groaning moans. Jango’s hand ran through Nojiko’s azure scalp, all while he grinned at Nami.

“Hey Red, you found-CRK!”

Nami thrust her staff in his mouth–ironically the reverse of what her sister was doing–the wood touching his top layer of teeth and pinning his jaw up. “Nojiko… if he did anything to you, I can knock this guy out, just give the word.”

“He didn’t do anything!” Nojiko protested, trying to grab at her sister’s skirt, “He said he was a guest, and you know I always treat our guests to a striptease and a blowjob!”

Nami looked conflicted. That was true, but how did Nojiko know he was a guest? This was all fishy… yet, an idea was forming in Nami’s mind.

“Are you planning on sleeping with him?”

Nami never let her eyes leave Jango’s hearts, even as Nojiko was clearly confused by the question, “What? Uh, maybe? His dick is pretty nice, but you’re here now, so…”

Nami cursed herself internally, but continued, “Maybe you should.”

“What? Sleep with him? You pimping me out for money now? What’s happening?”

“No, but… but if you…” she started, not wanting to continue her thought branch but finding it hard to argue with logic, “Look, Arlong’s scared of this guy. If you became his ‘Moongirl’, then Arlong won’t touch you. You’d be protected, maybe even free to leave this island… if you wanted.”

“Woah, really?”

“He refused to spank me after I told him I was this guy’s Moongirl.”

“Are you?”

Nami kept quiet. She’d been fighting that specific normality tooth and nail, knowing that she really did want to become this guy’s broodmare but selfish pride was holding her thoughts back from accepting it. She’d accepted she wanted to fuck him again, but hoped her feminine wiles could seduce him this time.

“He’s a hypnotist. A creep. But… protection from Arlong might be enough reason…”

Jango, despite being threatened with ****, was seemingly smirking. His hands were up to the sides of his head, almost like his surrender was mocking Nami in a way.

“Glrk! Glrk! Glrk!”

And that was why. Nojiko was now sucking his cock without any input from the man. That juicy meat that Nami had slobbered all over was now balls deep into her sister’s throat, something that was making the ache in Nami’s pussy flare up with loneliness.

“Okay…” Nami sighed, lowering her staff only so far as to escape his mouth. Still holding onto her weapon threateningly, “You better treat Nojiko right. She’s my only family. Got that?”

“Oh, you’re sisters, eh?” Jango sneered, rubbing his jaw a little, “I didn’t see any resemblance, sorry Red. I would have at least waited for you before ever touching your precious sibling.”

Nami was willing to just walk away, she had to go bury her gold after all. She would let her sister have her fun and hope Jango didn’t run away again. But the comment just riled her up, Nami approached the pair to lightly jam a finger into his chest, “Shut up. And I’m not begging to fuck you either. Nojiko is the one that needs protecting from Arlong, not me. I would have gotten on just fine…”

“I don’t really care about that Red, I just like messing with folks,” he chuckled back at her, “And speaking of, don’t you normally get so horny hearing your sister suck me off that you really need to masturbate?”

The urge hit Nami like a rampaging twenty foot tall monster reindeer.

Her eyes bulged, she sucked her lips in, and her legs clenched tightly together. All trying her hardest to hold in the heavy urge to stroke herself off. Why did she linger? She knew what the sound of her sister sucking did to her, and apparently Nojiko had told Jango too…

The problem was that Nojiko wasn’t stopping her fellatio. Each suckle, each lip smack, each longing moan, all of them created a pulse of pleasure in Nami’s core. Enflaming her pussy lips to feel so lonely and unstimulated, begging their owner to rub them.

But Nami was holding on, gritting her teeth and crossing her eyes. Her hands clenching tightly to resist this hypnotist’s wishes. Her pride was on the line, if she shlicked off to this now she knew she’d lose something, though she wasn’t sure what.

All the noise was just making Nami think of the blowjob more, and her own experiences with Jango’s huge cock. Imagining her sister’s tongue swirling on that thick rubbery head and the tastes that came from his abundant precum. Her throat stretching around the juicy and veiny pole, with the heat spreading down her gullet. Giving herself over so entirely to his whims while working towards the huge tidal wave of ball creme to shoot over her face and tits.

“N-Nojikkk-” Nami was leaking drool so much it was creating a river down the sides of her mouth. She was wound so tight now she could barely even move. So sensitive she felt trapped in a pocket of edging. Her balled hands rested on Jango’s naked body, who just watched her shudder in place, knees getting weaker by the second. “W-waiiittt…”

“You remember how to masturbate, right?” Jango teased, taking one of her weak fists by the wrist and shaking it around lightly, “You use these to stroke that down there. Sometimes giving your wittle aching bean a little… flick.”

“AHHHNNN~!!”

All it took was that one action for Nami to collapse to the ground in climax. Her orgasm from Jango’s clit flick easily pushing her over the edge, squirting her juices through her panties and onto her childhood home’s floorboards.

Nami’s face smeared its various liquids against his leg, hearing the sound of Nojiko’s sucking even closer. She couldn’t stop her fingers now, she absolutely needed to masturbate to this, and she didn’t care.

“Aww, there ya go~” Jango chuckled from above, “You sisters normally both get horny from hearing each other masturbate, right?”

Nojiko really did just spill all their secrets to this guy, didn’t she?

Nami’s hands began working overtime when she heard Nojiko’s hands stroking her own blue haired cunt. Now she had two normalities stacked on top of each other, hearing sucking and stroking at once was driving the navigator crazy. Her whole body burning with horniness, yet her own fingers were just encouraging the noises to increase.

Two girls kneeling before him, trapped in a logic loop of masturbation. The more one rubbed their pussy would cascade the other to do the same, hampered only by the speed their hands could move.

Nojiko’s blowjob became incredibly wet and sloppy, drooling along his shaft with an ecstatic look on her blissed out face. One hand on his nuts, the other penetrating her pussy with rapid shlicks, moistening the floor beneath her.

Nami was lost in the sexy sauce, she’d rolled up her top, moved away her panties, head resting against his thigh while her hands both fucked herself and pulled on her nipple. Her long drawn out moans echoed throughout the house, brain too blasted on pleasure to do anything but push towards another climax.

Jango ran his hands through both their hairs. He loved corrupting family together. Oh the tales he could tell of lonely mothers watching their sisters and daughters becoming his Moongirls with grins on their proud faces. No mother at this house, it seemed. But he’d already lucked out by getting to mess with Red more, so he wasn’t complaining.

He was getting close, though. The power he felt over these two as they kept increasing their own horniness while sucking him felt great, and he soon found himself growling a warning through his teeth, “Ow! Here it comes, Nojiko-baby!”

“Share!”

Nojiko found herself suddenly torn off of the dick she’d been sucking, her sister dragging her off with only a single jet of jism covering her tongue. Nami didn’t care though, pushing up close to Nojiko–cheek to cheek and breast to breast–so that Jango would smear them both. Nami just saw the chance to watch that sexy cockhead open its girthy floodgates and baste her in baby batter once more.

Just one splash was enough for Nami to cum. The smell of Jango’s potent sperm making a mess of her face, splattering against her shaking lips and bouncing breasts. Even though she had to share with Nojiko, the feeling of pure orgasmic bliss that washed over her outdid all negative emotions.

Facials were a masochistic fetish she’d never think she’d be into, but Nami couldn’t deny that really did it for her. Jizz was just pure male essence–a man’s thick oozing sauce shooting out–usually reserved for breeding but covering instead her pretty features. Making every part of her a canvas painting for his manhood.

It seemed the fetish extended to facials of others too, as Nami had to admit that Nojiko covered in Jango’s cum looked so damn hot. The white streaks on her darker skin, smearing over her tattoos like he wished to brand her skin with his cum.

The taste of Jango’s jizz was shot directly onto her tongue. His wild shot managing to hit both that and her eyebrow with just a single blast. Such virile potency, like a thick burning yogurt, tangy and salty yet so intoxicatingly tasty.

Jango finally ran out of readily available seed, yet even through the dripping jizz covering her eyes, Nami could see those huge dangling balls of his generating more. His huge softening dick that could put hard men to shame dangling about, and she reached out to catch the last drips from his head before smearing them onto her tits.

Though, Nami hadn’t realised that she was rubbing a little too close to the sun. Giving her pussy just a little stroke to keep the fire of it alive as she basked in the glory of her bapt-jism.

Nojiko suddenly groaned, feeling another wave of arousal affect her at the sound of her sister’s stroking. Immediately joining Nami in pressing her digits into her overly sensitive slit. “Ohhh~”

“W-wait, Noj-jiko! Mm…” Nami whined, feeling the desire to stroke herself returning yet again. “I-I’m horny enough!”

“Y-you started it! Ff-fuuuckkk…”

Both girls couldn’t stop themselves from building back up their arousal. Legs spread wide, fingers plunging deep into their cunts, juices splattering in front of them, encouraging the other to pleasure themselves harder. And all the while their only visual aid was Jango’s penis and imagining just how deep he could go compared to their fingers, which admittedly did help a lot.

Jango just watched on in amusement. Two jizz covered hotties looking so **** to masturbate in front of him. Faces twisting in pleasure the longer they teased their cunts, pheromones oozing off of them, flooding their home with sexy smells. Finally climaxing at roughly the same point, their juices sprayed onto Jango before both falling backwards.

Both of them had finally stopped increasing the lust in the room by masturbating, twitching on the floor.

“Hmm~” Jango hummed happily at the sight, “How beautiful a sight to see two girls getting along thanks to ol’ Jango~ Doesn’t it make you wanna dance the night away?”

“Makes me wanna fuck you all night,” purred Nami, presenting her breasts to him with a seductive look, “Come on, I’m definitely wet enough for you now~”

“You’re back five minutes and trying to steal my guest from me?” chuckled Nojiko, taking a similar position to her sister, “If you stick that big dick anywhere, it should be in your host. Ain’t that right, sir?”

“Both compelling arguments, but didn’t you say you wanna become my Moonflower Girls?” said Jango, subtly shaking his hips back and forth. Both girls not realising as his dick–and more importantly his pendulous nutsack–began to draw their gaze, “Time to go into a trance, girls! One, Two, Jango!”

They had been watching him too closely, now both pairs of eyes were drooping lower than his balls were. The light inside them fading, faces turning too truly neutral in tone, always watching the swinging dual pendulums.

“Now, Red. Why you fighting becoming my Moonflower?”

“I want to, but I’m scared,” she admitted with a droll tone, “Pirates and men have always betrayed me. I try and be as independent as I can, but giving myself over to you would break that code.”

“Hmhm, I do love breaking subtext,” Jango chuckled to himself, “But you want Blue here to be mine?”

“Arlong killed our mom. In the back of my mind, Nojiko could always be next. If fucking you keeps her safe, then I can at least sleep a little easier. Plus…” Nami trailed off.

“...plus what? Speak, Red.”

“I want her to be happy. Sex with you felt so good, I think she’d enjoy it too.”

“And you, Blue? What you thinking about all this?”

“I want Nami to be happy too. She always worries so much about me, but she’s the one that interacts with Arlong more than me. She should get your protection, not me.”

“Aww, ain’t you two sweet? One taste of Jango’s power and you’re selling each other to become my Moonflowers~.” He chuckled, wiping a tear from his heart-shaped eyes, “La-la-la-luckily for you, my expert botany skills can cause multiple delicate flowers to bloom at once~ Though… I’m still trying to make Red beg for it. You gonna beg for it this time?”

“Definitely not impossible, but probably not.”

“Yeah, didn’t think so,” he frowned, poking at his chin in thought on how he wanted to play this, “How bout we just play a game for now? Red, you beg me to breed Blue. Blue, you beg me to breed Red. Whoever begs best gets me to fuck their sister and earns my ‘protection’. Oh, and you won’t remember this, but I can turn this trance on and off with ‘Trance’ and ‘Awake’ trigger words. Awake!”

They both blinked back to reality, back to looking at Jango’s huge cock, but now with new missions on their minds.

“Well? Are you going to fuck my sister or what?” asked Nami like it was blatantly obvious, “She’s the host, she’ll fill your belly with food and you can fill her belly with babies~”

“It’s because your hot jiggly body is all on display for him, Nami,” said Nojiko, going the extra mile to run her hand down Nami’s stomach for Jango, “A stud like him wants his girls hot and prime. A young thing like you is just too tempting, and I don’t blame him.”

“H-hey! You’re only a couple years older than me, don’t talk like you’re not the perfect age to have this guy’s baby.”

Nojiko didn’t stop exploring her sister’s body with her hands, “Her boobs are bigger than mine, wouldn’t you wanna fill them with milk?”

“He’s had me already, why not go for fresh dripping pussy?” said Nami, reaching around Nojiko to spread her blue haired pussy lips, “And with an ass even bigger than mine?”

“Yeah, but-”

“RED WINS!”

Nami’s heart skipped a beat in happiness when Jango suddenly lurched forwards towards them. She spread her legs just that little bit wider in anticipation to receive her long meaty rewards.

Only for Jango’s manly form to land on Nojiko instead.

She’d ‘won’ in that she’d convinced him to fuck her sister. Nami could appreciate it, but felt weirdly lonely as Jango dominated Nojiko’s whole body. Kissing her passionately, wrapping his arms around her back, pressing their bodies together so tightly. She could hear Nojiko’s pussy opening up to minimal pressure from his cock, spreading wider and wider as she groaned deeper and deeper to his dynamic entrance.

Nami wasn’t sure why she stayed and watched the whole time. Perhaps curiosity or jealousy kept her kneeling next to her sister’s spreading. Nojiko’s legs wrapping around Jango’s waist as he pounded her hard in the missionary position, right there on the floor.

He fucked her so hard the floor was shaking. Only adding to Nami’s desires to feel him slamming against her womb once more. She couldn’t stop from touching herself once more, fingers finding her aching pussy to relieve some of the pressure she was feeling.

Yet her self-titillation only increased Nojiko’s pleasure, her eyes rolling back as Jango continued to piston her stimulated pussy. His nuts slapping hard against her rear, spraying her juices around wildly.

Nami could tell Jango was still shooting glances back at her, and a selfish part of her was happy he was paying her any attention at all.

“Where should I cum, Red?!”

Nami was stunned by the question briefly, wishing so deeply to exclaim on her face again, but fighting through her desires to yell, “Inside! Make her yours!”

“YEEESSSSS!!!!” Nojiko screamed in pleasure as his jism flooded her insides. Thick ropes of ball creme rocketing inside her, yet Jango continued to slam his hips through the entire thing. Marking every inch of her walls with his seed before giving one last slam to mash her cervix as hard as he could.

After a few moments to breathe, Jango’s cock extracted himself from Nojiko with a satisfied slurp. The blue haired girl still twitching away on her floor while he stood tall above her.

“Alright! Let’s play again!” he clapped.

“H-huh?” said Nami.

Jango gripped his cock, giving it just a few strokes with Nojiko’s juices to show he was still able to get hard, “Which one of you should I bask in pleasure now? Make your case.”

“N-Nami’s turn…” Nojiko croaked out, reaching over to pat her sister on the thigh.

“Hmm, simple but it makes sense. Your rebuttal, Red?”

“Uhh,” said Nami, unable to look away from his cock. She still felt the hypnotic pull to get him to breed Nojiko, though it was fighting with her desire to be dicked down. “Well, you may have already filled her with cum, but can you really be sure you’ve impregnated-”

“You’re right! Red wins again!”

Without any ceremony, Jango picked up Nojiko in his arms like a bride. She felt like a piece of meat, but one willing to kiss and moan in this stud’s arms. He walked her over to her nearby bed, threw her down on all fours, and mounted the loser with gusto.

“FFUUUCKKK!” Nojiko swore, clenching at her sheets as she was filled up beyond reason again, “GOD YESS! AHN~!”

Nami’s eye twitched. This bastard was still finding ways to tease her very soul, wasn’t he?

If Nojiko had argued better then it would be Nami on all fours getting railed from behind. Her tit-udders slapping back and forth. Her face contorted in a pleasurable smile. Her pussy getting filled for a second time by his Godlike cock. Yet right now it was Nojiko getting to enjoy the pleasures of Jango again, while she sat and watched while stroking off.

Once more, Jango kept shooting looks at Nami while fucking her sister. Even while reaching down and nibbling at Nojiko’s neck, like he knew just how much Nami wanted his nut. All she could do was make her body look as inviting as possible and hope Nojiko fought harder for her in the next round.

Another cum flood and powerful orgasm later, Jango stretched himself out. “Hmah! This feels good~ Though Jango gotta recharge, baby~ Got any food?”

Nami, still pulsing with want and need, looked almost worse for wear than Nojiko. Still, she managed to reach up and point at their fruit bowl, “J-just mikans, mostly.”

Reaching over and doing a fancy peeling, he moaned in content after taking a bite of her family fruit, “Mm~ that’s a good eat,”

Nojiko was twitching away like crazy, barely able to squeak out five words, "H-how are you so g-good...?"

"Ah, you know why~ normally everyone knows that hypno sex is the best kinda sex you can have!" He beamed, taking a few more bites of mikan before stretching out one more time, “Oh yeah! Citrus to get the sweetness spiking, whoo! Alright, who wants next?”

Nojiko had her face buried in the sheets, blissed out and panting away. Nami glared daggers at her, wanting her to speak up and make the case that Jango should be with her next. But alas, words eluded her sister, and yet Nami still had to beg for her to be bred again.

“N-Nojiko-”

“You’re right! Here we go again, Blue!”

Nami couldn’t hold back, “W-wait! Isn’t she already your Moonflower by now?!”

“Hm, probably. What do you say, Blue?” said Jango with a shrug, taking Nojiko by the face and lifting her up far enough from the covers to talk.

She licked at the finger in her mouth, “M-masther…”

“Yup, sounds like she’s all Jango's~ and from the amount of cake frosting still pouring out of her, I’d say there’s a bun in that oven for sure.” he chuckled, rubbing along Nojiko’s gushing pussy with perverted glee, “Sorry Red, you were just too good at negotiating! I’m sure if you begged for yourself, then I’d be compelled to make you mine too~”

She bit her lip. It would be so easy to just go for it. Just give in. To cast away her pride and beg Jango to fuck her aching cunt.

It would be a good life. Raising his kids with Nojiko, no longer truly fearing Arlong, just travelling around the East Blue to make his maps and stealing what she could to buy her island back from him.

But then her dream of seeing the world would be over.

“Two conditions.”

“Conditional begging? Now, this is amusing~”

“One: I don’t want kids until I see more of the world. I don’t want to drag them into this life…”

“I ain’t a monster, Red. You made it clear from the beginning about no kids.”

Nami nodded, appreciating the freedom he was offering. “And two: I need to stay with Arlong’s crew until I save everyone on the island. I’ll be your Moonflower Girl, but I can’t swap crews.”

Again, Jango seemed chill about her demands, “Moonflowers bloom wherever they can, Red. I have no qualms with lives being led outside my purview, I just bless those with a blossoming wherever the universe takes me. Ya dig?”

She did dig. All her fears were squashed with just a little bit of open talking. She walked right up to him, making the man grin as she slid to the ground in front of him while clenching her hands together.

“Then please… please, fuck me. Take your huge hypno dick and bully my pussy all night long, I need it. I need you. I beg of you, Jango. Make me yours, inside and out.”

KERASH!

Then her biggest fear crashed through the door.

“A-Arlong?! What are you-?!”

The huge fishman looked angry, but not at either of the girls. His piercing glare, sharp nose and sharper teeth were all aimed directly at Jango. With a point of his meaty finger, he growled at the hypnotist with a deep rage. “I am the terror of East Blue. ME. Not some human TRASH. I will KILL-!” the downfall of Arlong would come only from his wondering eyeballs. The single moment he glanced down to gaze upon Jango’s massive dick and swinging balls, his fate was sealed, “I… huh?”

“ONETWOJANGO!”

“Uhh, Arlong?”

A few hours after he’d left his throne, Arlong’s crew managed to find him at the house on the top of the hill. Obviously the whole island was his to do with as he pleased, but it was rare for him to go anywhere solo. Especially for so long.

So imagine their surprise when they found him crouching in front of Nami’s house–peeping through her window–masturbating.

“Dammit…” he hissed, hearing his crew approach but unable to do anything about it, “Why can’t I look away…?”

His eyes were of course locked on something so beautiful to him he barely dared blink to miss a single second of it.

Jango, the stud and only human worthy of respect, had been fucking both Nami and Nojiko for hours now. Arlong had seen it all. The wild feminine orgasm that Nami had when she first rode the huge dicked human. Nojiko feeding Jango mikan slices from a lap pillow before letting him suck on her breast. The way Nojiko and Nami had cast away societal concerns of **** to pleasure each other as much as their new master.

Arlong found humans disgusting, but this was a true work of art that sent untold lusts to his nethers.

His crew were baffled. Having their imposing leader that would kill you for laughing wrong now kneeling like a pervert and staining the side of the house with weaker and weaker jets of jism.

“How’d that human have a bigger dick than me?” Arlong whined, “Shit… this human deserves superior fishmen pussy to breed with, dammit! HRRGG!” Just the image of Jango fucking the mermaids that Arlong used to date was enough to shoot another wad of cum out.

Hatchan peered over to see what Arlong was looking at, suddenly going as pale as a sheet and falling back in surprise, “Nyuuu! Arlong got got by Jango!”

All the rest of the crew looked at each other in rising panic.

“Arlong messed with a Moongirl!”

“We gotta get outta here or else we’re next!”

“I don’t think I can hype this up at all, yo!”

“Run away!”

The thundering stampede didn’t include all feet that had approached. Chuu and Kuroobi still remained, trying to drag their leader away from the window.

“Dammit, Arlong. Snap out of it!”

“It’s so beautiful… human mating with a stud that big…”

Giving up on beating his captain in strength, Kuroobi decided to cut the problem’s head off, “I’ll stop this.”

“Kuroobi.” His captain’s tone of voice made him pause just as he reached for the door, “If you step one foot inside there, I’ll kill you.”

It was so plain and matter-of-fact. Kuroobi knew when Arlong was serious about something, and he could tell that threat was 100% accurate. Whatever magic Jango had performed on Arlong, he was making him just as much a bodyguard as a cuckold.

“Dammit!” Kuroobi hissed, “What do we do?”

“Enjoy the show.”

Nami was having the time of her life.

Getting to have the best sex ever while her mortal enemy whimpered and cried about it from outside? Genie wishes didn’t even get this good.

And yet, she kept finding she forgot about Arlong all together. Symbolically, yes–her worries fading away as the tyrannical fish wanked himself silly–but also literally. Jango really drew focus on her mind the longer the pleasure kept increasing with every hour. Maybe hypnosis really did have its uses.

She’d bathed in so much jizz now. The lumpy globs were still sticking to her hair, tits, and cheek. Some of it even falling directly from her sister’s pussy onto her face as she licked it from below. They were trying every position they could, with no qualms of shame or modesty holding them back anymore. They were Moongirls now, and that meant they could live free under Jango’s protection.

Nojiko seemed to be loving all of this too. Encouraging her sister whenever Jango’s dick entered Nami by masturbating to the scene and increasing Nami’s lust. Smiles on their faces that hadn’t spread this wide in years, basking in the studly glory of Jango over and over again.

Though eventually, even Jango’s tanks could run out of juice. Finishing his legendary run of nut sauce by having the sisters double titfuck him one last time. The rich yogurty snowball their tongues shared back and forth being the last thing he saw before drifting off to sleep on Nojiko’s bed.

Although he vaguely heard the voice of someone that sounded like he wore a straw hat.

“NAMI! YOU ARE MY CREWMATE!”

It felt like a dream.

Arlong Park had fallen.

Luffy had really done the impossible.

Even after wanking himself silly, not much had changed in this universe when it came to the fall. Usopp stood up to Chuu, Zoro out sworded Hatchan, Sanji saved Luffy from Kuroobi, and Luffy had taken down Arlong.

Yes, even after the hypnosis that had made him jerk it to her thick legs getting split by a human, Arlong had fought like mad to keep her on his crew. He certainly felt more conscious of men with big dicks, and for sure felt rather frustrated losing to Jango like that, but that red-eyed rage didn’t stop the rubber boy from defeating him in the end.

And just like their agreement, Nami was free to choose whatever pirate group she wanted to travel with.

The whole village partied, they celebrated, Nami even got a new tattoo to replace the evil man that had marked her skin.

Eventually Nami and Jango found each other again. Meeting up in a quiet corner away from prying eyes.

“Sounds like the Straw Hat kid made your role clear,” he chuckled, "Nice ink by the way."

"Thanks. It's a mikan and a spiralling 'pinwheel'," she explained, looking at the blue ink proudly for the first time in a while. “Luffy could use a Hype Man if you wanted to join us.”

“Too late, Red. Jango’s got a job now~” he shrugged, suddenly whipping out a piece of paper that he'd signed, “Some big shot Marine came down here to hunt Jango, but it turns out she’s a smoking hot pink haired chick.” he whistled at the memory, and Nami couldn't help but smirk at the idiot changing allegences for pussy. “Sides', Jango thinks he can mess the Marines up while having fun with those tight navy chicks. Maybe make things easier for the pirates out there, eh?"

She smiled, nodding at his attempt to make things right, but still feeling melancholic about what this meant. “Am I ever going to see you again?”

Jango gave her an eyebrow, considering the question for a moment before shrugging, “Can’t think of a way how we’d be able to. Marines don’t take kindly to sexy pirate chicks walking in and out as they please.”

“You idiot…” she sighed, “Maybe you'll come find me then?”

“Could happen.”

The moment hung in the air, both imagining a world where the sexy marine man would capture the pirate for a whole week of loving. Yet it wasn't enough of a guarantee for Nami, “...I’ll make it worth your while.”

“How?”

“You like ‘spreading your seed’, yeah? No way I’m going to be the only girl on this crew forever, I’m sure the next time you find me I could convince a third to join us~?” said Nami, clearly overexcited with the prospect of what could be. Jango thought it was cute. “I could introduce you to my catburglar rival, or maybe Luffy will find some princess to kidnap. Who knows? I just… I do want to fuck you again, Jango.”

“Yeah, you’re a good fuck too, Red,” he smirked, patting her head “Alright, I’ll try to hypnotise some hapless goit to track your movements in the Grand Line. If you’re lucky, maybe I’ll be stationed near an island when you pass through.”

“It’s a date.”

"Was that... Jango?" asked Usopp as Nami returned to the party with a spin. Hard to miss a man that fancy, even if he was able to go wherever he wanted.

"Who?" asked Luffy.

Usopp looked concerned, rubbing his chin, "The hypnotist. I think he was on Kuro's crew, but abandoned him before he attacked my island."

"It was him." Nami confirmed, not caring about the response anymore.

"Hm," said Zoro, finishing the last of his latest tankard, "You know him?"

She smirked with a wink, "A girl doesn't always tell these things. But don't worry, he's going to go off and join the Marines now."

"Damn," Zoro huffed, "I've always wanted to try hypno sex. I hear it's the best you can get."

"R-really?" asked Usopp with bulging eyes.

Sanji suddenly spoke up a little too quickly, "It's just a really difficult technique to master. Even in the best of circumstances, you have to lull the subject into a perfect sense of calm, while making their eyes follow a specific object. It's said there's a mushroom out there that can make you adept at the technique, but no one knows exactly where they're grown and no one ever sells them and-

"Oh crap, our new cook is a pervert!" yelped Usopp with an accusatory point.

"Hey! Hypno sex is the best you can give, and I just want to show the ladies a good time!" Sanji staunchly defended, not confirming one way or another his status as pervert.

"Why is it the best?" asked Luffy, not really knowing what sex even was but curious.

"Sex is a lot of giving yourself over to yourself to another, and hypno sex is the ultimate expression of that. Plus, if the hypnotist is good enough can totally rewire your pleasure centers to make you more sensitive and hotter with every second." Nami explained, looking wistfully over in the direction Jango had moonwalked away to.

"Can make you forget a bad sexual experience too," Zoro pointed out.

Nami nodded, "Mm, that's a big one for some girls. Basically, they're really attentive to your needs. Anyone that can make you cum from a tigger word... wow."

"Wow. You speak like you have experience. Do you know how to hypnotise people?"

"No..." she said, but it was a thought. Maybe there was a book somewhere that she could learn from...