East Blue — Syrup Village
A peaceful, unremarkable village scattered along the shores of the East Blue. It had no famous exports, and for nearly a decade, the mornings began with a certain boy's shrill cry of "The pirates are coming!" —a lie that had become a daily ritual. Now, two vessels lashed together with a rope drifted into the northern cove.
"Alright, so this is Syrup Village," Luffy announced, hopping onto the dock.
"The tailwind got us here way ahead of schedule," Nami observed, stretching.
"Ugh... my whole body aches..." Nojiko groaned.
While Luffy and Nami seemed perfectly fine after disembarking, Nojiko—still unaccustomed to sea travel—remained on the boat, visibly fatigued. Makino hovered nearby, her voice full of concern. "Nojiko, are you okay?"
Even though the sailboat was sizable, it was far too cramped for four people to lie down side by side. The smaller skiff they'd towed was already strained under the weight of the tangerine trees, leaving barely enough room to sit, let alone sleep, without bodies piling on top of one another.
"You gonna be able to move?" Luffy asked.
"I... think so... ah..."
As Nojiko tried to stand, a weak, airy moan escaped her lips. A thick trickle of musky, whitish fluid oozed from between her thighs and slid down her leg. Despite appearances, even on that cramped deck, they'd done plenty. Makino, for her part, was standing with a subtle tremble in her own hips.
"Ahaha... it's dripping out..." Nami giggled.
"Sigh... Nojiko, you should rest here with Makino. Luffy and I will handle buying a new ship," Nami said, taking charge.
"Sorry, Nami..."
Last night, Nami had been the first one Luffy had thoroughly wrecked. After she'd passed out, he'd stacked Makino and Nojiko on top of each other and taken them both simultaneously. As a result, Nami was the only one who'd managed any real rest.
"So, what was the name again? The owner of the ship we're after?" Luffy asked.
"Her name's Kaya. She's the heiress to a wealthy family in the village," Nami explained.
"According to Commodore Purin-Purin, her parents died in an accident three years ago. Since then, she's been in a fragile mental state and tends to be sickly."
"Hmm... A rich heiress in a village that looks just like Foosha or Cocoyashi, huh?"
From his fragmented memories of his past life, Luffy recalled the key players in the original story. Unfortunately, by the time the plot reached this village, he'd already lost interest in the series, leaving his recollection hazy. An heiress meant a woman, but he hadn't yet decided if she was worth adding to his harem.
Nami, however, seemed to read his thoughts. She shot him a sharp, sidelong glare.
"Don't tell me you're planning to make a move on this Kaya girl, too?"
"Depends on the situation," Luffy replied nonchalantly.
"Hey! You've already got me, Nojiko, and Makino! Isn't that enou—!?"
Before she could finish berating him for collecting even more women while already having three at his beck and call, Luffy silenced her by pressing his lips firmly against hers. He pulled her body flush against his, dragging her off toward a nearby thicket of grass.
The moment his tongue slipped past her lips, Nami's resistance melted away. By the time he laid her down on the soft earth, her expression had slackened into one of hazy, submissive bliss.
"Nami, what are you to me?" Luffy asked, his voice low and commanding.
"I'm... Luffy's... sex t-toy..." she breathed, her eyes glazed over.
"That's right. And what about Makino and Nojiko?"
"Both of them... are just holes... for Luffy to use until he's satisfied..."
During the voyage from Cocoyashi Village to Syrup, the three women had been thoroughly broken in and conditioned aboard the cramped ship. Now, they spread their legs with ease at the slightest command. Even here, on unfamiliar land, with the possibility of being seen by villagers, a single kiss was enough to reduce Nami to a mindless, needy slut.
"So tell me," Luffy murmured, "who was the first one I broke last night?"
"That... that was me..." she slurred, her speech faltering.
Nami's relative energy was precisely because Luffy had used her up first. He'd ridden her hard in a wild cowgirl position, her tits bouncing and her screams echoing across the waves.
He'd nibbled her nipples and crushed her clit between his fingers until she'd passed out cold.
After that, Makino and Nojiko had taken turns, but he'd wrecked them too, leaving Luffy frustratingly unsatisfied when he finally fell asleep.
"If my three cocksleeves can't even get the job done, adding one or two more shouldn't be a problem, right?" Luffy reasoned.
"Y-yesh..."
It was a tyrannical argument, but Nami, already broken as a submissive female, could only accept it. Yet even as she nodded, her hands were moving. She flipped up her skirt—she wore no panties—and spread her legs wide, presenting her weak, leaking pussy in a blatant begging pose.
"Please punish this worthless bitch... who doesn't know her place..."
She used her own fingers to spread her slick folds, revealing a steady leak of juices mixed with old cum. She was supposedly expressing remorse for her earlier outburst, but the transparent attempt to use it as an excuse for sex was obvious.
Luffy could refuse. They had things to do. But there was no real rush, and after days cooped up on a wooden deck, the idea of fucking on solid ground had its appeal.
"...Hm?"
"Luffy?"
Just then, something caught his eye. They were on the outskirts of the village, in a secluded patch of woods, but a flicker of movement drew his attention. It looked human. For a moment, he thought a villager had spotted them, but whoever it was seemed oblivious to their presence.
He silenced his movements and crept closer, peering through the foliage—
"...What the hell?"
It was a girl, likely around his age. She had shoulder-length blonde hair, pale, sickly-looking skin, and a figure that was undeniably shapely. Unfortunately, she was facing away, so he couldn't see her face. But the real issue was her state of undress.
'What the... is she a flasher?'
She was completely naked in the middle of the forest. She wore sandals on her feet, but nothing else—not a stitch of underwear. She was exposing her bare body to the open air. Though she seemed to be keeping an eye out, she hadn't noticed Luffy at all.
From his rear view, he could clearly see her hands moving—one cupping a breast, the other buried between her legs. She was masturbating.
'Outdoor nude masturbation in the woods? That's some hardcore pervert shit.'
"Hey, Luffy?" Nami's voice cut through the quiet.
"!!"
"Ah."
Luffy had been considering adding a girl with such an innate perverted streak to the crew—it would certainly be entertaining. But the sound of Nami's voice startled the girl. She bolted, her naked form disappearing deeper into the woods in a panic.
He could have chased her, but someone who gets off on the thrill of potential exposure would be on high alert now. Breaking her would be more trouble than it was worth.
Luffy let her go, for now.
"Sigh... Nami. You've done it now."
"...Huh?"
For the time being, Luffy decided he'd administer a proper punishment for ruining his entertainment. And he'd use Nami's body to take care of the raging hard-on that the sight of that naked little pervert had just given him.
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