Break for it!

Nami didn't like the odds before her. She turned to run — and the moment she turned her back, suddenly Caribou was on top of her.

She hadn't accounted for the mud man's speed, and just as quickly as his mud wrapped around her once more, this time it made sure to wrap around her weapon as well. Nami could only watch in despair as her weapon was consumed by the depths of the endless swamp.

At the same time the brown slime snaked around her chest, fondling her breasts; it inched its way into her mouth, playing with her tongue; and it snuck into the tight of her jeans, caressing her privates and making her moan.

"Kehihihi," laughed the mud man, his head reforming overhead. "Straw Hat may want your head, but before that I think the men here deserve a little reward for the efforts. Don't you agree?"

Nami gagged as his gunk went deeper into her throat, unable to protest as the men around roared in approval. she needed to breathe, but just as she tried to inhale, the mud expanded covering her nose. Now in a panic, her fingers scratched at the stuff, only to pass through as it continued to smother the air out of her.

She felt her consciousness steadily fade... and then suddenly, the mud man released her.

"Gah.... Hah....Guh..."

On all fours, Nami coughed and spat into the ground. Drool dripped from her lips as she gratefully inhaled fresh air. However as she looked up, it quickly became apparent that it was too soon to celebrate her freedom.

The men that she had struck down had surrounded her once again, the difference this time being her disheveled state, her clothes a mess and her weapon gone.

"You should have come quietly when you had the chaaance," mocked Caribou at the front of the lot. "Now that you've been nauughty, these men will punish you thooouroughly~"

Nami staggered to her feet, wiping the remaining spittle from her cheek. She adjusted her bra, masking her fear with a bitter smile.

"Why don't I show you how naughty I can be?"