When You're Hungry, Eat [pt. IV: Straw Hats Subjugated]

A few hours have passed in the life of our protagonist, the Great Nakaba, Babe Spotter Extraordinaire! Such a span of time to go without his perverted exploits might as well be a full year for our parched readers! But the world goes on as it always does: storms and sun, broken hearts and fresh wounds, love and hate; all these things continue in their eternal dance with one another, as they have for centuries and will for centuries to come. Even without our perfect, not so little, prime mover of this fine fine story.

Resting upon a comfy bed in the really quite lovey shared room of Robin and Nami, Nakaba pondered this bickering crew he'd managed to enslave without the silly dears even knowing. All thanks to a miraculous pair of magical earrings now currently dangling from his somewhat overly large earlobes (at least according to that mouthy barmaid Makri back home who was thankfully much more respectful of Nakaba ever since she'd become properly acquainted with the overly large thing between his legs!). What good fortune was his? Let's please hope Akaba wasn't paying the opposite price, experiencing a just as ridiculous fate in reverse!

He shuddered at the thought of his kind-hearted bro turned into some sort of docile peon by a grand pirate queen decked out in both a proper captain's tricorne and some sort of magical jewelry like perhaps, a mind controlling tiara as well.

Joke's on the imaginary villainess, without his street-wise brother to steer his way, Akaba's dim-witted loyalty could be gained with just a wink and a song. No need for reality-breaking artifacts at all!

But his concern for his better behaved brother was fleeting, buried under wriggling excitement of all the fun and joy to come! Of such paramount pleasure! He continued to entertain the self-professed lusts for the body of Robin, that devilish woman. Although he wouldn't mind some more private time with Nami...

Nakaba shut his eyes, imagining all of their bodies intertwined together in a mass of passion. It was as if he could already smell their sweat mixing together with the smell of sex, feel the gripping warmth of their holes swallowing his manhood, and then hear their moans of pleasure when they reached climax...

He really could not wait for that ticking clock of a normality to count down and bring our lovely navigator back to him with her spatula report.

What a great idea that had been, to implant in her pretty little head to begin with! ...Though with the way his resurgent turgid tool was twitching and straining within his pants, perhaps it would've been even better had he used her own lovely naked body right in front of her unperturbed crew-mates instead? Oh, but he would see such sights, and soon...

He shifted around, kicking his feet and sliding his legs around upon Robin's lovely soft bed, though reserved for her own personal use, had been a nice place to rest his tired bones after all that exertion and wholly unnecessary injury.

It really was quite absurd to think he was being left alone in this inner sanctum of femininity as the Straw-Hats went about their business crewing the ship none the wiser to the perverted cancer safely ensconced within their midst. By all rights they should have him locked away in their brig and under guard, instead they might as well be blushing virgins with their panties missing as that sly cocksman Nakaba approached!

He snorted with delight as he recalled the looks on their faces as he took rough control of their female companions. The muscular bad-ass 'Pirate Hunter' Zoro. That prim yet formidable chef, 'Black Leg' Sanji. Their disarmingly stupid yet frantically powerful captain 'Straw Hat' Luffy. The other 'No Name' male crew, all completely oblivious to the manipulation of their beliefs and behaviors, the way they squirmed and wriggled at his every magical earring empowered word...!

Yes, Nakaba was a very lucky young man.

After all, he was now a master of manipulation, even reality itself could not defy his commands! Who else could take a woman as powerful as Nico (Slut Queen Bitch Honey) Robin and turn her into his loyal, loving and submissive sex pet? Who else could even DREAM of taking on people with as much combat ability as the 'Straw Hats' single handedly and emerge victorious?

That's right. Nobody. Save for Nakaba. He was a god among men.

He kicked his heels and pumped his fists, giggling like a loon upon his very own Babe's bed, reveling in this fine and wonderful moment.

Now the question was, should he wait for Nami, that strong-minded woman who under more normal circumstances would eat him alive and spit out the rotten remains, to come to him? Or should he seek out this orange-haired princess, His Babe to Be, the lovely navigator Nami and find out how far she shoved that spatula up her ass?!

It was such a delicious taste of power the ability to manipulate minds bought, he thought as he lounged about, unperturbed by the sounds of descending footsteps, the door opening.

His very own Babe walked in.

"I'm telling you Zoro. This is a very fine garment!"

"Yea, yea."

"Oooh! I like the frills, Nami!"

"They're so pretty!"

"These green ones! I've seen a pair just like that back in my town's store!"

"Now these are the type of panties I'd like to see more of around here!" Luffy declared, taking great sniffs of the lacy blue thong that his navigator had offered up to spread across the the dining table with the rest of her delicate collection.

Nami's eyes narrowed, taking a brief glance at the rubber man who was grinning cheekily as he stretched her panties out between his fingers. "What's that supposed to mean, Luffy?" The navigator asked, an eyebrow raised, blushing despite herself at all the admiring attention to her most intimate of clothing.

"I really like the color, and the lace is cute too!" The captain replied, eyes fixed on his findings as he gave it another strong pull, having very nearly stretched the delicate material to its breaking point. Nami's cheeks burned at this; while the other members of her crew sat around the table with their noses buried in her undergarments.

"Luffy, if you ruin those, I will..." The navigator warned before swiftly switching her attention, "CHOPPER! Stop LICKING- those are CLEAN panties!"

The reindeer in question, who had been shamelessly and quite literally, with tongue out and wiggling about, tasting the fabrics of her undergarments, froze at hearing his name.

"Hm?" He hummed through the fabric in his mouth.

She rolled her eyes and gave up. Whatever. The furry little doctor had been the one to helpfully gather her panties and put them out, so she supposed she could allow him a little taste test. And she'd gotten all bent out of shape about it too for some reason. "You can just keep those by the way. A gift."

They weren't soiled with her orgasm juices at the moment, but Chopper would just have to make do. They weren't quite THAT friendly as of yet... She still wasn't quite able to wrap her mind around the fact that Robin had given him the pair that Nakaba had made her obnoxiously climax into.

"OHMYGOSH! Thank you!" Chopper exclaimed with far too much excitement, "Now I've a pair from EACH of my female crew-mates! So wonderful! Thank you! Thank you!"

"Seriously?" grumbled Zoro as he set down her blue and white striped panties on the table before him, giving her an irritated look, "How many times have I saved your ass, Nami? Been screwed over by you and your greed and yet you've never seen fit to give me even a single pair of your cummed-in panties?!"

She twitched and dead-panned, "You want my panties, Zoro?"

In all honesty, she appreciated his interest but she was very much aware of his prideful nature and the level to which it would annoy him if she were to just give him some right now. She snorted, imagining the guy parading around the ship with them tucked into the waist of his pants, probably even make up some stupid lie about how he didn't care much about them, just that he was doing it for her.

Hmph. She wasn't going to give him a pair of her soiled panties just like that...

Zoro's brows furrowed and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, "Hell no. I'm not begging for your cummy underwear. I'm just saying-"

With her eyes gleaming mischievously, she cut him off and sweetly asked, "Oh, that you deserve a freshly climaxed pair?" She called out and she snickered when she saw how uncomfortable he looked at the prospect.

Zoro stood up so fast that he nearly knocked the chair he was sitting in over backwards, "NO!"

Nami softly laughed even as she pushed the other occupants of the Thousand Sunny's combined dining hall and kitchen from her mind to focus on the far more important task at hand: bending over the counter and reaching back to apply one of Sanji's vegetable oils liberally to her bumhole with one finger.

Clutching the wooden spatula whose destiny it was to find its way right up her quite tight little rectum, Nami was astonished and delighted to witness Zoro actually turning red, "Does the great swordsman feel bashful now? So cute-" she snickered, wiggling her butt in surreptitious little circles with her slickened digit as far up the hole in her ass as she could manage. When was the last time she ever saw this guy so out of his element?

She grinned in delight as she noted that the swordsman was in serious danger of suffering a nosebleed right there at the dinner table. Soon enough she was grasping the spatula and introducing it to her backside with aplomb. Feeling the firm stick slowly penetrate her butt was an odd sensation but she endured it. The truth was she had an uptight asshole and it was normal for her to keep the handle of this spatula warm by sticking it as far inside herself as it would go.

When she straightened against the kitchen counter, the handle was slick with lube and her other hand was doing an adequate job of smoothly sliding the spatula in and out of her butthole.

Acting as nonchalant as possible while her favorite cooking utensil violated her backdoor she chirped, "Eheh, so what does the great master swordsman think about my panties, huh?"

Zoro swallowed hard, his mouth gaping open and shut like a guppy's as he struggled with how to respond.

Usopp butted in, "They're freaking amazing!" Nami tried very hard to ignore the way her pair of pink panties distended around the homely would-be pirate captain's long pointed nose, "I really, really like them!"