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There was no turning back now. Especially now that that monstrosity of perverted mass now waited below.

"Grraaaaaaagh!" With a cry of battle, Nami tightened her grip on the rope in her hands. Ignoring the gross sensation of the smaller Smileys crawling over her, she pulled upwards at an even more frantic pace. She refused to fall. Not here. Not now.

By the time her hand found the ledge to the floor above, her clothes had been completely dissolved. She flung herself upwards, rolling onto the floor with slimes still sucking at her skin. In desperation she tried to rip them off, but like liquid the red jelly simply flowed through her grasp. She was definitely feeling the heat now, the slimes acting like some sort of aphrodisiac she figured.

The pirate fell to her knees, panting in both exhaustion and arousal. She had to do something soon, otherwise she feared what she would happen next. Which reminded her, people we actually watching this, her naked form fighting to succumb to this sexual heat.

She looked around, managing to find one of the camera snails hanging on a nearby wall.

"This is sick," she pleaded. "Isn't this enough?"

"Shurororo," replied a voice from the speakers overhead. "I suppose that's enough foreplay for now. Now... it's time for the real experiment."

From the end of the hall, purple gas started to gather. It twisted and molded until the shape of a lanky pale man appeared, garbed in a just as lanky lab coat.

"So I take it you're this Master guy?" Nami asked.

"Indeed I am, Cat Burglar Nami, Shuroro... You'll make a fine example to our viewers of what my special Smiley can really do."

"Not likely!" The cat burglar prepared for battle, only to realize in horror that she had lost her weapon in the **** climb prior. "That's not good..."

Her eyes darted around in a panic as she tried to find something, anything, that she could use to defend herself.

"Foolish girl," said the Master noting her resistance. "The experiment has already begun. Don't tell me you haven't noticed the cute Smilies sucking at your skin?"

Nami looked down, reminded once again of her dire situation. If nothing else the slime at least acted somewhat as a makeshift cover to her otherwise exposed self... to a degree.

"Those Smilies are made of an absorbent aphrodisiac," the scientist continued to explain. "Not only do they seep their way through your skin, but they also emit a sweet gas that, though not as potent, ensure the complete submission of their prey."

Her groin was throbbing dangerously now. She could feel her sense of reason gradually slipping away.

"Honestly I must say I'm impressed you're still sane," said the Master. "After such prolong exposure, the average woman would be a drooling doll by now, begging for the touch of a man."

Vision blurring... cognition... fading...