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# Sanctuary in the Sand

## By: PyroWildcat

## Chapter 5: Desperation

Even now, trudging through the desert towards what would assuredly be the most dangerous situation of her life, Princess Nefertari Vivi still occasionally tingled in delighted memory of the previous night. After her tryst with Nami that moonlit evening, the two had spent around another hour draining the orange-haired pirate's milk-swollen tits into the water barrels that had been emptied throughout that day. Vivi took her time as she slowly milked Nami's engorged nipples, often letting only brief spurts of the cream pass out of her, teasing her with only partial relief from the pressure her breasts were under. Much of the milk ended up in or on Vivi rather than in the containers, but Vivi knew that Luffy's earlier assertion was right; with her around, dying of thirst, even in the desert, wasn't even a concern.

As Vivi thought about that, she suddenly realized that, had she received her Devil Fruit powers just a little earlier, this entire mess might have been avoided. Of course, Vivi briefly blushed a bright pink just from thinking about what she would have had to do; as Luffy's near reveal the previous day had demonstrated, she was embarrassed enough at just the idea of feeding a single ship's crew that way, and a fairly small one at that, let alone the vast majority of an entire country's population. Still, if it came down to doing that for Arabasta, she'd be able to bear it, right?

...Right?

Luckily, the male portion of the crew didn't question the origin of the milk that had replenished their liquid supply, Vivi's greater experience with the desert heading off any suspicions that something unusual was involved. Vivi was slightly worried about Luffy letting something slip, but he was surprisingly tactful about it; of course, that mostly led Vivi to think that Nami had confronted him about the issue while she wasn't looking.

The trek through the desert thankfully went by quickly and uneventfully, with Alubarna coming into sight just after sundown. Robin had told them that Crocodile's plan to rile up the rebellion and push them to charge on Alubarna would begin a week from then, which meant they would need to find a place to stay for that long without attracting too much attention from either Baroque Works or Vivi's subjects.

A shadow flitted though the back streets of Alubarna, silent as it swept purposefully through the city. It disturbed nothing it passed by, and it completely avoided the few people still out at that hour, almost as if it could somehow see everything around it, including around corners and behind itself, all at once. The stealthy form eventually came to an inn near the outskirts of the city, creeping past each window before finally settling on a specific one.

Robin looked in through the window of the inn, her face brightening as she found Monkey D. Luffy lounging on a bed, lazily looking up at the ceiling. She had been worried when the news that Vivi and the Straw Hat crew was in Alubarna had reached Crocodile before she could intercept it, but the Warlord was fortunately too confident in his plan to see it as a concern. Still, she decided that she could take one night to visit her new allies and not be missed, so here she was.

The historian could have entered the room right away, but she stopped for a moment as she considered the pirate captain before her. For some time, Robin couldn't bring herself to think about the straw hat-wearing young man from all of the memories of Jaguar D. Saul that came up, but now it was slowly becoming easier. It was strange; most of the time, it seemed like the crew were the ones watching over the captain and keeping him safe, but when Luffy declared that he was going to defeat Crocodile, every one of them had accepted it without question. While it was possible that some of them just weren't quite aware of what the Warlords were capable of, she knew now from Zoro that that was definitely not the case with him.

Resolving to learn more about the rubbery captain, Robin sprouted an arm on the other side of the wall in front of her, using it to unlock the window from the inside and open it. She slipped into the building, the movement catching the notice of Luffy, causing him to spring up from his relaxed position. Upon whirling to face Robin, the captain's face brightened in excitement.

"Hey, Robin! What are you doing here?" Luffy had moved so that he was sitting with his legs curled in front of him, his feet clapping together in excitement of having someone new around to talk to. Even after having already spent some time with Luffy, Robin still couldn't help but smile at receiving such a good-natured greeting from a wanted pirate.

"I figured I could manage to spend a night here with all of you without being missed, so I did." Robin paused for a moment as she looked at the door leading out of the room. "Where is everyone else?" A sour looked crossed Luffy's face.

"Eh, they're all out there talking about boring stuff." For a moment, Robin's thoughts drifted to Vivi. While before capturing the princess, the archaeologist had only looked ahead as far as finding Arabasta's Poneglyph, now she was beginning to entertain thoughts of what might happen after that, and experience told her that any place to stay she could think of would end just the same as every other. Robin felt that a night with the princess would help ease those depressing thoughts, but now that she was alone with the Straw Hat captain, she decided to spend some time with him instead for the time being. After all, there was a question she wanted to get an answer to.

"Captain, I was wondering: the 'D.' in your name, what does it mean?" Luffy only looked at her blankly, his head tilting to the side as though that might somehow help his thinking process.

"I dunno. I never thought about it." Robin sighed inwardly; she was certain that there was something significant about that initial, but neither person she met who carried it knew anything about it. Robin brushed off the disappointment as she carried on the conversation.

"So, how did the trip here go?"

"Kinda boring. For some reason, I wasn't supposed to say anything about Vivi's Devil Fruit power. Even with her ability, they wouldn't let me just drink when I wanted, and the desert was dry and hot. That sucked." Robin giggled at the grumpy look Luffy's face took on as he recalled those events, and quickly got an idea of what the issue was.

"Vivi isn't used to people seeing her in a sexual way, so she's probably just too shy to use her powers like that in front of so many people." Luffy only looked confused, clearly oblivious to the concept of embarrassment. With that in mind, Robin suddenly grew curious about the pirate captain, turning her thoughts of him in a more lecherous direction. Vivi had told her before she had split from the rest of the group that Luffy had apparently been with Nami a number of times already, so he was no stranger to sex, so what was the rubber man truly capable of?

"I, on the other hand, am not shy at all." Robin's lips curled into a sultry grin as she stepped onto the bed, settling herself down onto the pirate captain's lap. Luffy looked up into Robin's face with a cheerful smile of his own, the unmistakable intent in the historian's actions and expression appealing to his own upfront nature. Instinct already driving the both of them, their faces grew close, and their lips mashed together.

Robin gasped as she felt strong hands clamping onto her breasts, rough, but not so far as to be painful. She reveled in the sensations as Luffy's dexterous fingers explored her bountiful chest, giving out a delighted moan for each sensitive spot he found. It wasn't long before Robin couldn't stand having the cloth barrier of her blouse between her and Luffy any more.

"Mmmm... Hold on, hah, let me get this off." Luffy seemed like he was ready to simply tear the purple shirt off of her form, but then, Robin wasn't far off from that point herself. She took a few moments unlacing the front of her top, but quickly grew too impatient for that, and just pulled the garment down, hearing a couple small snaps as she did, but ignoring them in the lust that was already overwhelming her.

Luffy stopped for a moment to admire the now topless woman squirming in his lap. His recent encounters with Nami and the even more recent one with Vivi had given him more of an appreciation for the female form, their breasts in particular. While Robin's boobs didn't reach the sizes Nami's and Vivi's had when they were enhanced by Vivi's powers, Robin's chest was thrust out with more brazenness and confidence than theirs. The thick, dusky pink nipples before him quivered with arousal as Robin waited for the pirate captain to continue. The nubs absolutely begged for attention, and Luffy didn't bother to wait before he leaned forward to oblige them.

"Mmmm... ooh, nngh." Robin hummed and cooed as Luffy ran his tongue along her breasts, occasionally stretching it across her generous endowments to better stimulate more of the pliable flesh at once. With so much of her focus going to her chest, Robin's thoughts also wandered to Vivi and her abilities more and more frequently, and she quickly decided to get the princess to join in on the action.

Managing to gather the concentration to use her powers despite Luffy's constant, single-minded stimulation, Robin formed an eye on the opposite side of the nearby door. Upon finding a hallway, Robin sprouted more eyes on the walls of the passage further and further from the door they started from, searching for the rest of the Straw Hat crew as only she could.

It was only moments later that Robin found the room containing Vivi and the other Straw hat pirates. Nami, Ussop, and Chopper were discussing some of the things they had seen in Alubarna, with Vivi sitting nearby offering little bits to the conversation every once in a while. Sanji occasionally emerged from a nearby room - the kitchen, most likely - to offer a few over-the-top declarations of love to Nami and Vivi, and Zoro simply napped off to the side.

All of Robin's eyes briefly rolled back as Luffy started rubbing at her already lust-swollen pussy, but she managed to recover quickly. The historian moved to get Vivi's attention by forming an arm on her chair directly behind her back and tapping her on the shoulder. The princess whirled around in surprise, but calmed down when she found a disembodied hand that was clearly a product of Robin's power.

The hand gave a quick wave to Vivi, then gestured in the direction of the bedroom that Luffy had decided to stay in. Already guessing the raven-haired beauty's intentions, Vivi's body started to tingle in anticipation. She promptly excused herself from the conversation and slipped out of the room, her breath going heavy as her almost reflexively hardening nipples pressed into the simple t-shirt she was wearing.

Vivi soon came to the door Robin had directed her to, rushing through it as she did her best to restrain herself from acting so eager that she'd be noticed by the Straw Hats in the nearby room. When she stepped into the bedroom, as expected as the scene that met her should have been, Vivi couldn't help but gasp. Robin's curvy form was squirming in Luffy's lap, the rubbery captain enthusiastically mouthing one breast as his hands worked over her other breast and pussy.

"Ah, Vivi, I'm so glad you could make it. After all, how could I come over to visit all of you without making some special time with my favorite princess?" Vivi's heart fluttered as Robin gave her an inviting wink, and her trembling legs carried her to the older woman's outthrust rear. Robin noticed where Vivi was going and turned to address Luffy, who had already guessed from Robin's reaction that the princess's arrival was nothing to be concerned by.

"Ah, Luffy, that feels really good, but with Vivi here, I think it's time to change things up a little. How about I do something for you now, eh?" Once Luffy released his grip on the historian, Robin slithered down his body, rubbing her sweat- and saliva-soaked breasts against him on her way south.

In moments, Robin was between the rubber man's legs, face to face with the front of his ever-present jean shorts. In one fluid movement, she pulled the waistband down, and Luffy's already fully hard dick sprang free. After a lust-filled glance into Luffy's eyes, Robin moved in, closing her pillowy lips over his cock. Immediately, her raven-haired head began bobbing up and down on the throbbing rod, the air filling with the slurping sounds of Robin putting her unique talents toward pleasuring the pirate captain.

Luffy's already heavy breathing grew still more ragged once Robin began working her oral magic on him, shudders going through his deceptively wiry body in response to the historian's ministrations. After a few moments, Luffy began to notice the more subtle sensations, the soft, slick pressure against far more places at once than Luffy was used to. The rubber man eventually realized that there was something distinctly different about the blowjob Robin was giving him from those he occasionally received from Nami.

"Hey Robin, how are you doing that cool stuff with your tongue?" Robin stopped for a moment and gave a small chuckle, accompanied by Vivi's small giggle coming from behind the historian. She slowly withdrew her mouth from Luffy's cock, causing all of the extra tongues she had sprouted in her mouth to vanish as she looked up at the pirate.

"I ate the Bloom-Bloom fruit. I can make any part of my body bloom on any nearby surface I wish." Luffy's eyes quickly lit up in excitement before he seemed to drift off into daydreams, obviously thinking about uses for the ability he had just learned about. Amusingly, Robin didn't see even the slightest hint of pervertedness in Luffy's expression, despite the fact that he had just spent the last couple minutes getting a blowjob that was truly unique as a direct result of those powers. Odd as it was, it was a bit of a relief to Robin, who was used to people either seeing her as a freak because of her Devil Fruit powers, or instantly realizing the sexual potential of those abilities and trying to use her to take advantage of those possibilities - the key word being 'try', of course.

Besides, Robin was confident that she could bring Luffy's wandering attention back to what she was doing easily enough. Her hands came up, encircling Luffy's dick while leaving a small amount of space between her flesh and his; Robin quickly filled that void with the numerous copies of her tongue that she sprouted from her hands, which quickly went to work lapping at and sliding across the throbbing rod. The historian suddenly froze as she felt silky hair tickle her back and warm lips brush against her earlobe, having briefly forgotten about the third person present in the bedroom.

"Oh, did you forget about me?" Vivi breathed into her ear. "Don't worry, you won't be able to ignore me in a moment." Once the princess was finished speaking, the warm breath against her cheek went away, replaced by twin massive, fleshy pillows being pressed between her shoulder blades. Stiff, oversized nipples prodded Robin as Vivi's tits slid tantalizingly down her back, the historian wondering at times if she was actually feeling the blue-haired girl's milk dribbling onto her, or whether she was simply imagining it.

Soon, Princess Vivi's breasts were resting on top of Robin's curvaceous ass, with the younger woman giggling lightly as the historian, still busy with Luffy, could only guess at what she planned to do. Without warning, Vivi snatched Robin's skirt and yanked it down to the floor, leaving her body completely bare and squished between the pirate captain and desert princess.

Robin was only momentarily distracted at being stripped of the last of her clothes, and she was focusing on Luffy again when she gave another gasp. One of Vivi's throbbing nipples caressed her still-sensitive nether lips, setting Robin to squirming as Vivi tantalized sensitive spot after sensitive spot. Robin, fully aware that the princess's ability could let that throbbing bud swell up and fill her in the most satisfying of ways at any time, shifted her hips back, urging Vivi's nipple slightly into her puffed-up slit.

"Mmm, you really want it, don't you?" Satisfied by the desperate moan from Robin, Vivi focused her power into the nipple already prodding its way into the historian's pussy. Within moments, the nub began to swell, the rubbery pink flesh working its way further and further into Robin, bloating into ever-greater thickness inside her.

Growing ever hotter from the intrusion, Robin turned her full attention on Luffy, leaning forward and ensnaring his lower head between her luscious lips. Immediately, a myriad of tongues began to stroke the confined head, and it was all Luffy could do to restrain himself from cumming right there. After a few moments, Robin decided to turn her assault against Vivi as well. Sprouting an eye on a nearby wall so she could see what she was doing, the historian sprouted an arm just under Vivi, allowing the hand to rear back and swing forward against the princess's butt with a sharp 'smack'.

"Ah!" gasped Vivi, though her shocked face quickly turned into a sly smirk, even as the hand turned its attentions toward her pussy. "So, that's the way you want to play it?" A low gurgling began to emanate from behind Robin as milk began to pour into Vivi's breasts, going on for a few seconds until she began releasing it from her free nipple. The thick cream steadily erupted into a semi-solid tentacle easing its way toward Robin's wriggling rear. Vivi's new milky appendage unceremoniously thrust itself into Robin's ass, prompting a delighted moan.

Over the next few minutes, Vivi and Robin continued one-upping each other, each to the increasing delight of the other. Robin sprouted additional arms and tongues to tease Vivi in ever more varied areas, from her pussy and ass, to her breasts and nipples, to areas like her earlobes, a certain particularly sensitive spot on her belly, and her thighs and feet. Vivi responded by unleashing more of her milk in increasingly different ways. First, she began releasing more milk into the tentacle in Robin's ass, both to widen and lengthen it, and to pour the milk up deep into Robin herself. Vivi also began spraying milk from the nipple imbedded in Robin's pussy, pumping the liquid into the raven-haired beauty there as well. Robin's puffy nipples and stretched asshole soon began to quiver as the effects of Vivi's Devil Fruit-enhanced milk kicked in, causing her breasts and rear to start swelling up.

Robin was near lost to her muffled moans as her swelling boobs and bum gurgled with the milk that was filling them, but Vivi wasn't satisfied with that. Her free nipple began spraying at an even greater pace, quickly producing a wave of cream that swept toward the historian's squirming form. The milk swirled around Robin's thighs, her ass, her back, her tits, surging around her form until it formed a semisolid white sphere that encapsulated Robin from her breasts down to her thighs.

Robin was too far gone for any hint of coherent thought as her flesh was being doubly stimulated, being pleasantly stretched and filled from the inside and massaged by the milk churning around her from the outside. Her engorging nipples and widening areolae led her breasts in their charge forward, growing bigger and heavier by the moment. Robin's butt was swelling with equal enthusiasm, her hips and thighs widening as well to accommodate her new globes, already approaching twice the size of her head each.

"Ahn.... oooh!" The soft, warm pressure of Robin's pussy around her nipple and the constant attention from the extra hands and tongues on the rest of her grew too much for Vivi, and waves of orgasmic pleasure reverberated through her form before centering on her pussy and nipples. Her thick, pink nubs tightened, and milk flooded out with more force than ever, draining into Robin's form through her pussy and ass.

"Mmm... ah!" The milk pushing its way into Robin's lower holes felt good enough, but as the liquid began surging even harder into her, the cream surrounding her breasts began forcing its way in as well, pushing into the milk ducts of her nipples in a way that somehow evoked nothing but pleasure. The new source of filling caused the swelling of her breasts to redouble in speed, the great pillowy masses lifting her upper body into the air as they became packed with more and more flesh and milk.

Luffy had been managing to keep himself under control, even under the duress of Robin's skilled mouth and hands, and was content to watch Robin and Vivi have fun with each other. However, hearing and feeling the two woman orgasm was too much for the pirate captain, and he came as well, unleashing a jet of hot cum across Robin's face and the now massive expanse of her chest. With that, he fell with Vivi onto Robin's massive, plushy breasts and butt, the trio deciding to rest awhile before returning Robin's body to normal and letting her return to her post in Rainbase.

The next few days passed almost distressingly quickly, and now Vivi was already rushing not only for her own life, but the lives of everyone in her country. As they had figured, the remaining Officer Agents of Baroque Works were stationed just outside of Alubarna, ready to pounce on anyone who might try to meet the oncoming rebel forces before they reached the city. Of course, that's where the Straw Hat pirates came in. Without even a second thought, they rushed in, baiting Crocodile's minions to chase after them, luring them into Alubarna's walls and leaving Vivi's path unhindered.

Perched on Carue, Vivi raced onward to meet the oncoming army, intending to convince them to stop their attack and see reason. However, she only got a short way before she and the spot-billed duck were thrown back by an unnatural gust of wind. The princess and her unusual steed fell back into the sand, only able to watch in horror as sand streams whirled about in a column of wind, collecting into a man-shaped pile of sediment.

Within moments, the sand metamorphosed into a tall, powerfully built man dressed in sophisticated garb. Sunken-in eyes gazed out from under black, slicked-back hair, and his arms were folded in front of his chest, one arm with its hand adorned in a spectrum of rings, and the other arm ending in a large, golden hook. Vivi's blood went cold as the intimidating man stared impassively down at her.

Without warning, the side of Crocodile's head exploded in a shower of sand, a rubbery arm stretched from the point of impact all the way back to a certain straw hat-wearing pirate standing some distance behind Vivi. Luffy's arm whipped back to him, the limb making a resounding rubbery snap as it returned to its original length. Despite missing half of his head, Crocodile's expression remained impassive, and sand began to lift up from the ground, swirling around Crocodile's head as it started to reform itself. Luffy faced down the Warlord with a massive grin spread across his face, obviously excited at being able to fight the man he had been looking forward to beating since arriving on the island.

"Stay away from Vivi, Croc; you're fighting me." He briefly turned back to Vivi, who was still frozen in place. “Get going already, you have to stop that army, don't you?” Fortunately, Luffy's attempt to get through to her worked, and Vivi promptly got back to her feet, returned to her seat on Carue, and set off. Crocodile, whose face had fully reformed by that point, didn't move as she left, only his impassive eyes briefly following her retreating form. He soon turned back toward Luffy, his expression part bored, part irritated.

“So, you're going to fight me? A rookie from the East Blue?” Crocodile asked.

“No,” Luffy replied, his grin growing wider, “I'm going to kick your ass!” Crocodile's face grew even more annoyed at the declaration.

“You must not have spent much time on this ocean if you're saying things like that.” Crocodile growled. “You and I are entirely different levels of pirate. Someone like you doesn't stand a chance of even hurting me.”

“Says you!” Luffy shot back, “I'm the man who's going to be the Pirate King!”

“Very well...” Crocodile suddenly relaxed somewhat, reaching into his coat and pulling out a large hourglass with a spike fixed to one end before tossing it into the desert sands around them, the spike jamming into the ground to hold the hourglass upright. “Fortunately, at this point Princess Vivi still doesn't stand a chance of stopping the Rebel Army. That means I have three minutes to spare for the time being, and I think I'll use it to show you how misplaced your confidence is. Attack me as much as you like; I won't retaliate until the sands in the hourglass run out. Then you di...”

“Gum Gum Pistol!” Crocodile was cut off by a rubber fist flying through his midsection, plowing a small hole through it before coming out the other side.

“Gum Gum Pinwheel!” Luffy's body twisted to the side, carrying the still-stretched arm along with it and horizontally through half of Crocodile's torso. The elongated arm went all the way around, coming back to slice through the Warlord again, fully splitting him in half at the waist.

“And...” Luffy started as his arm return to normal with a rubbery snap, “Gum Gum Battle Axe!” His leg shot out this time, going straight up into the air before coming down on Crocodile's head, shredding through his form and separating him into vertical halves as well, finally causing him to crumble down completely into a cloud of sand.

Luffy's leg snapped back to it's original length just like his arm did, and the pirate captain grinned at the swirling sand that had previously been his opponent. However, the dust cloud soon pulled together into a pillar of sand, which steadily formed human features until it had returned to the form of Crocodile's body, which looked none the worse for wear after Luffy's assault, the only lasting change being that Crocodile's face looked slightly more annoyed.

Seeing the lack of lasting damage from his attacks, Luffy's face took on an air of seriousness as his fists went back up, preparing to try again.

Vivi and Carue raced towards the oncoming Rebel Army, Vivi mentally preparing what to say to explain to them what she had discovered about what had been going on the last few years. They came into view almost immediately, first as the massive dust cloud they were creating, and soon after as a swarm of men on horseback spreading rapidly from the horizon toward Alubarna. Vivi steeled herself as the fighting force came closer and closer, and scanned the oncoming army for a particular man.

Sure enough, she quickly spotted him at the very head of the pack, and was unable to imagine him being anywhere else. Vivi's gaze quickly fixed onto her childhood friend and leader of the Rebels, Kohza. Waiting until they had closed in to the point where Vivi judged that they should be able to hear her, she took a deep breath and began to shout into the crowd.

“Koh...” Suddenly, all went silent for Vivi as a cloud of sand obscured her vision, until after a couple seconds, when the roar of the explosion that hit several feet away filled her ears. Her voice effectively drowned out and her body obscured, Vivi had no choice but to duck down next to Carue as the men on horseback began to race past, all unaware of the princess standing in their path.

Kohza raced toward Alubarna, a single-minded desire to rescue his kingdom having driven him through a several hour long ride on horseback. As the city came within view, though, a voice began to yell out, one that he was sure sounded familiar. A sudden explosion prevented him from thinking on it any more, though, his attention divided between keeping his steed on target and doing the same with the men he led.

“Don't hesitate! Charge straight into Alubarna!” Kohza yelled. He did the same himself, directing his horse toward the city, going around a strange, white rock as he did so.

Several yards away, of the many cannons lined up on the outer walls of Alubarna, only a single one was smoking. Next to it were two soldiers of the Royal Army, one of whom was clearly angered.

“What are you doing?” half-shouted the higher ranked one, “No one gave the order to fire!”

“Ah... sorry. My hand slipped,” stammered the other soldier. Despite the contrite face he put on, the man was inwardly pleased that his lie was apparently accepted, allowing him to continue working toward his true allegiance, the one indicated by the Baroque Works tattoo on his arm.

A few minutes later, the Rebel army had all gotten past Vivi, and with the danger of being trampled gone as well, she was riding back toward Alubarna on Carue before the dust had completely settled. Her mind raced as she went, trying desperately to determine what to do next. The Rebel Army was already making its way inside the city walls, so it was clear Alubarna would soon be filled with chaos that she would never be able to single out Kohza in. On the other hand, it was also clear that she had the best chance of making a difference from the Palace. That in mind, she set off.

“Don't worry, Carue. We can still stop this.” Vivi said, though more for her own benefit than that of the spot-billed duck.

Meanwhile, next to some ruins just outside the walls of Alubarna, Usopp and Chopper stood amid a field of large holes, all leading deep into the ground. The two pirates glanced from side to side anxiously, fixated on the pits spread all about them. Suddenly, a dog's head popped out of one of the holes, it's body mostly obscured save for a few mechanical-looking bits. A small stream of mucus oozed briefly from the dachshund's nose, before a sneeze erupted from it. The sneeze caused a massive baseball to launch from the part-dog, part-gun's mouth, forcing Usopp and Chopper to scramble to avoid it.

Across the field from the dog, a giant of a man with blond hair emerged from a different hole. As the dog's projectile raced towards him, his rather dull-looking expression fixed onto it as he lifted a massive baseball bat into the air. Mr. 4 swung, slamming the ball straight back towards the two Straw Hats.

“Usopp, look out!” The sharpshooter heard Chopper's screamed warning just in time, and leapt out of the baseball's path. However, just as the ball reached the spot where Usopp had been, it promptly blew up, catching him in the explosion and hurling him aside.

“No! Usopp!”

Some distance away, within the city walls, two men were locked in fierce combat. One dressed in a stylish black suit, his black-shrouded legs lashing out powerfully at his opponent. That opponent was clad in a pink overcoat, a pair of full-size swan ornaments decorating his shoulders and bowl-cut dark hair belieing the intensity of his own attacks, his long, gangly-looking legs jabbing with equal strength.

After a few intense moments of back and forth attacking, Sanji and Mr. 2 each launched another kick at the other, putting in all the force they could muster.

“Mouton Shot!” Sanji called out.

“Swan Arabesque!” Responded Mr. 2.

The blows collided in midair, and both were effectively halted as they reached a stalemate. The force of the attacks reverberated throughout the area, setting trees into swaying and causing windows to rattle. After a moment's delay, the two men were hurled backwards, sent crashing through the walls of the buildings behind them.

“Santoryu, Bull Horns!” Came a shout from elsewhere in Alubarna, where Zoro charged a muscular, dark-skinned man, all three of his swords at the ready. His target seemed to have no concern for the mass of muscle and steel that was intent on cutting him down, and, sure enough, as Zoro unleashed his attack, the clanging of metal on metal rang through the air as his strikes all bounced harmlessly off of his opponent's body. Zoro eventually came to a stop several feet behind Mr. 1, sheathing his swords before turning back around to face him.

“So, your whole body's made of steel, right? And since I can't cut steel, I can't hurt you, either.” Mr. 1 had moved only enough so that he was back to facing Zoro once more when the swordsman spoke, and he kept a slightly bored expression on his face.

“All true.” Mr. 1 replied. “So, what do you plan to do, then?” Zoro's face broke out into a wide smirk as he grabbed the edge of his cloak, pulled it off, and tossed it aside in one swift movement.

“I'm going to pity you.” Mr. 1's eyebrow quirked up at Zoro's declaration as he continued. “I've been waiting for a predicament like this to come up. Now I have an opportunity to become even stronger.” Zoro unsheathed two of his swords and lifted them into a fighting stance, his grin becoming predatory.

“When I beat you, I'll have become a swordsman that can cut steel.”

“Gum Gum Gattling Gun!” Luffy's rapid fists sent gouts of sand constantly flying through the air as he knocked several holes through Crocodile's body per second. However, the gouged-out bits of the Warlord reformed as quickly as they were bashed away, leaving him as unharmed as ever.

“Well, then,” Crocodile started, “I believe your three minutes are up.” Before Luffy could stop his barrage, Crocodile swung his hook at the incoming arms. Luffy responded by turning his body and shoulder to the side, whipping his arms away from the attack, but not before it tore into Luffy's forearm, leaving a wide cut a few inches long and leaking blood.

“Desert Spada!” Crocodile followed up his call by thrusting his arm toward the ground, causing a blade of sand to rocket forward, ripping a large gouge through the desert on its way toward Luffy. Though briefly distracted by his injury, the rubber man still saw the unorthodox blade coming just in time to sidestep it. However, he was too late to notice the approaching cloud of sand before it reformed into Crocodile.

Crocodile's hand thrust out, promptly grabbing Luffy by the throat and lifting him into the air. Quickly running out of air, Luffy swung his bloody arm up toward the one holding him in desperation, his reddened hand grabbing Crocodile's wrist and squeezing as hard as he could. Though the Warlord's eyes briefly flashed with pain, anger wasn't far behind.

“It's too late for that; you've already lost.” Sure enough, within moments of Crocodile saying that, Luffy's body began to wither from head to toe. Skin rapidly went from healthy to pale to gray, limbs went from muscular to atrophied twigs, and eyes went from bright and rebellious to dull and lifeless. Before long, little more than a dried-up husk dangled from the Warlord's grasp, prompting a brief smirk.

“Nothing more than a rookie.” Crocodile affirmed, letting Luffy drop to the sand. “If you'll excuse me, I believe that I'll pay a visit to my future home.” Crocodile's form broke up into a cloud of sand once more, leaving what was left of Luffy to the elements as it swirled into Alubarna.

Vivi was still on her way to get past Alubarna's outer walls when she noticed a cloud of sand flowing away into the sky directly ahead of her. As she continued, she soon found a familiar straw hat lying on the ground. From there, it was only a few seconds before coming across the owner of that hat.

“Oh no! Luffy!” Vivi rushed to the side of the desiccated pirate captain, forcing herself to not look away from the unsettling spectacle and try and think of a way to help.

“He's been... completely dehydrated. Wait, that's it!” Vivi tried not to think about where she was as she pulled open her top, letting her already swelling breasts to bounce free. Milk poured into the alabaster mounds, causing them to continue growing until they had become a pair of huge globes perched on Vivi's chest, large pink nipples already directed at Luffy's prone form. With a soft gasp from the princess, her breasts began to let down, hosing Luffy with warm milk. Long, tense moments passed, and Luffy's skin slowly began to lose its gray tinge as some of the moisture soaked into it, his limbs steadily beginning to fill back out.

Suddenly, Luffy's head lurched forward, Vivi resisting the urge to yelp and pull away as the still-withered man latched onto one of her fountaining nubs and began to suck for all he was worth. Vivi shivered at the sensation of her breast suddenly being drained much, much faster, as well as the powerful suction on her nipple. She couldn't help but gasp sporadically, but she remained still, noticing that Luffy's recovery was speeding up noticeably. His form was quickly approaching its usual musculature, his skin was on its way to a healthy color, and even an open gash on his forearm was closing up slightly. Suddenly, Luffy's eyes shot open, and began taking in his surroundings while continuing to drain Vivi's continuing supply of milk. Eventually, he pulled away, leaving Vivi flushed and breathing heavily.

“Woah, that was close!” Luffy commented as he turned towards his savior. “Thanks, Vivi!”

“Your... welcome.” Vivi replied, blushing lightly as she pulled her top back into place. Suddenly, Luffy bolted upright.

“Oh right, Crocodile! I gotta go find him!” He then turned toward Vivi, his face suddenly gone serious. “Sorry, I let him beat me. It won't happen again.” With that, Luffy shot to his feet, and broke into a run toward Alubarna. Vivi could only watch him go before managing to recompose herself and starting off towards the city as well.

Nami scurried through the back alleys in Alubarna, panting from exertion as she wound around obstacles, her eyes casting about in fright. Eventually, she began to slow, and came to a stop while still glancing about at her surroundings. Backing up until her back was flush against a wall, Nami pulled out a small batch of papers and began examining them.

“Alright, it's time to stop running. I got Usopp to make this weapon for me, and it's time I actually try and use it.” She pored over the contents of Usopp's instructions for the weapon in between bouts of scanning the area around her, committing what she could to memory.

Suddenly, a large, brown spike stabbed out of the wall next to Nami's head, causing her to yelp and leap away from the wall. As she hit the ground, she turned toward the wall, just in time to find spikes stabbing more holes through it. The breaches soon formed an archway in the barrier, until the chunk of wall was knocked forward, leaving an opening that a woman was emerging from.

The newcomer had curly blue hair spread in a large afro style, and was dressed in an all-brown outfit consisting of low rider pants, a bikini top that was connected to those pants via a spider web-like pattern of fabric strips, and a short, fur-lined jacket. As she strode forward toward Nami, her wide hips swiveled from side to side exaggeratedly with each step in an odd strut.

“So, there you are, little kitten.” Miss Doublefinger said, grinning at the look of concentration Nami took on as she obviously tried to figure out what she had done to the wall. The agent lifted up her arm, causing several brown spikes to sprout from the wrist by way of demonstration as she continued. “Ah, I know what you're wondering. I ate the Thorn Thorn Fruit, and so I've become a Thornwoman.”

Nami slowly rose to her feet and faced down Miss Doublefinger, Clima Tact in hand. She was still uneasy, having only had a matter of moments to examine the instructions to her weapon. However, she had come across a few of the techniques Usopp had designed, and could only hope that they would do the job here.

“Okay then, time to see what the Clima Tact can do.” Nami said as she began manipulating the three blue rods that made up her weapon into a triangle shape. “First, clear weather! Fine Tempo!” The untested weapon reacted, a cloud of smoke blossoming from the space between the rods...

...as a pair of doves emerged, flying harmlessly into the distance. Nami stared off at the birds, frozen in shocked dismay for several seconds, before finally flying into a rage and hurling the Clima Tact parts to the ground.

“What the hell was that!?” After growling to herself for several seconds, Nami remembered Miss Doublefinger's presence, and turned to find the Baroque Works agent simply staring incredulously. Okay, Nami thought to herself, she seems to be off-guard now, maybe that was the point of that. Using one of the other formations should get me somewhere. With that, Nami quickly gathered up the Clima Tact, rearranged the rods into a rifle shape she had noticed on the instructions, and stood up to face her opponent again.

“Try this! Cloudy Tempo!” The attack was called, and there was a flurry of activity at the 'barrel' of the weapon as a... bouquet of flowers popped out. Nami could only chuckle in near hysterics as she saw the useless results of her attack.

“Oh! Look at those pretty flowers!” However, Nami quickly burst into rage again, gripping the device in her hand as if trying to crush it as she yelled, “How am I supposed to fight with this stupid thing!?” Fortunately, when Miss Doublefinger started to move, Nami caught the motion in the corner of her eye. Not waiting to see what the agent of Crocodile was doing, she bolted, screaming in fright all the way until she had a building between her and her pursuer, her back pressed to a wall and her chest heaving with shuddering breaths.

“Okay, this is ridiculous,” Nami started as she pulled out the instructions again, “there's gotta be something useful in here!” She pored over the papers in search, only just noticing a shadow falling over her. Nami looked up, and found Miss Doublefinger seeming to loom above her.

“Now, where did you think you were running off to, little kitten?” Miss Doublefinger grinned down at Nami, the assassin's eyes suddenly going from slightly amused yet deadly to simply lecherous. She pointed two of her fingers forward, which both suddenly lengthened rapidly until they had punched through the material of Nami's robe at her shoulders. With the navigator's arms at her sides as they were, the tears caused the garment to slide down Nami's body, pinning her limbs in place and leaving her upper half clad only in the revealing top Sanji had purchased when they first arrived in Nanohana. As much as Nami normally loved showing off, though, she was less than thrilled about her bouncing cleavage being laid out on full display before this opponent.

Before she could do anything, though, one of the assassin's fingers, lengthened and ending in a point using her powers, swiped out, slicing the front of her blouse from bottom to top. The colorful cloth fell away, and her ripe breasts tumbled out into full view. Doublefinger's hands quickly came forward to grasp Nami's tits, pushing her further against the wall behind her as the agent's hands began roughly exploring the navigator's feminine mounds, kneading them like bread dough and harshly tweaking her nipples. Nami squirmed under her ministrations, the forceful treatments slightly painful to her, but oddly somewhat pleasurable as well.

“Oh, these are nice.” Miss Doublefinger offhandedly mentioned, still squeezing the plump flesh between her fingers. “You know, you're too cute for me to kill like the boss wants. I think I'm going to keep you instead. Wouldn't you like to be my slave, kitten?” For emphasis, Doublefinger grabbed one of Nami's breasts, squeezing it harshly from base to end, prompting Nami to release a half-pleasured, half-pained groan from between clenched teeth.

“Now then,” the assassin said through her widening grin, “we're going to have to test how resilient you are.” Nami's eyes widened as the ends of Doublefinger's fingertips began to lengthen and narrow, quickly growing into a quintet of long, thin needles. The older woman briefly brandished her now-pointy digits for a moment, and then all at once sank them into the soft flesh of Nami's breasts.

Nami struggled to hold back a yelp at the penetration, only just managing to do so. Fortunately, the finger-spikes didn't pierce much past the skin, but the target being her sensitive tits, it was still enough to cause pain to lance through her chest. After a couple seconds, Doublefinger pulled her needle-like digits from Nami, only to jab them back in in different places. She repeated the process one more time, finally eliciting a small whimper from Nami, before stopping.

“Good, you may be a little tougher than I thought.” Miss Doublefinger observed, taking the moment to reach out and take a teat in each hand. As she did so, it became clear that, despite the numerous pinpricks inflicted on Nami's breasts, the agent had avoided actually drawing blood from them. Instead, blood only rushed into them in reaction to the injuries, causing the navigator's boobs to steadily grow red and swollen as Doublefinger mashed them about in her hands again.

“Okay, I'd say you're pretty satisfactory up here.” Doublefinger eventually concluded, giving one of Nami's breasts a harsh smack, getting another yelp from the girl as the large mound was set to jiggling, not slowing to a stop until after several long, wobbling moments. “Now, let's see what you have down below.” The question Nami was about to ask was lost as she was shoved down onto her hands and knees, her reddened, puffy breasts jutting down towards the ground and her ass sticking up in the air, albeit still covered by her robes.

“Oh, that's no good!” Doublefinger immediately exclaimed upon seeing Nami's new position. “My slave can't go covering herself up like this!” With a few practiced slices with finger-spikes, Miss Doublefinger effectively tore away all of Nami's lower garments, leaving her body adorned only by her high-heeled sandals, her Log Pose, and a smattering of jewelry. The agent then bent down, taking a few moments to examine Nami's now-bare ass. Liking what she saw, Doublefinger softly caressed the flesh before her, taking several moments of gentleness to put Nami off guard, before suddenly rearing a hand back, a cruel grin returning to her face.

Smack!

“Yah!” Nami yelped as the agent's hand slammed against her ass. Miss Doublefinger was far from done though, and her hand swung back against Nami's plush rear again, and again, and again. The navigator's cheeks wobbled about as the constant spankings rained down on them, the force of the blows quickly rendering them just as red and swollen as her tits. Nami held her position on her hands and knees, whimpering slightly as her now tender butt continued to endure smack after smack. She didn't exactly enjoy taking the abuse from Miss Doublefinger, but the agent had greater physical prowess and more experience than her, and a Devil Fruit power on top of that. Nami's only real advantages were her thief-like ability to sneak around – not much good now that she was already cornered, and her Clima Tact – which she was already starting to reconsider the usefulness of, considering how the current fight had gone so far.

. .

Nami looked around as best she could as the spanking went on, searching for something she could use to turn the situation around. It wasn't long before she noticed both the Clima Tact and the instructions Usopp had written up for it, the two items not having moved far from where she initially dropped them. She didn't want to pick them up yet, sure that Doublefinger would notice if she tried, so she settled for reading what of the instructions she could see from where she was. Ignoring the constant stinging and the continuous impacts inflicted on her reddened and puffy rear, she frantically looked over the paper, searching for something in it that was actually useful.

“Mmm... I think I'm going to enjoy having this ass around.” Doublefinger said as the spanking finally ceased, caressing the reddened flesh lovingly. “Now then, it's about time to see what you can do for me, don't you think?” Again, Nami was being moved before she had registered what was going on, being pulled sideways until she was facing Doublefinger again, who had moved into a seated position with her legs spread and pants open, leaving her already moist pussy exposed to Nami's widened eyes.

“Well? Get over here, kitten; you're going to have to get used to doing this, after all.” Nami, who had just noticed something promising in the instruction book, considered grabbing the Clima Tact and trying to make use of it immediately, but Doublefinger was already pointing lengthened and sharpened fingers at her. Deciding it would be wiser to wait for a better opportunity, Nami grudgingly crawled between the agent's legs, coming face to face with her dripping nether lips.

Nami heard a low, approving hum from Miss Doublefinger shortly after putting her tongue to work on her opponent's pussy, and briefly looked up to see what she was doing. However, Doublefinger seemed to still be watching her movements intently, so Nami could only continue eating out the assassin, caressing her inner folds with her tongue and licking up her juices with partially-faked eagerness.

Miss Doublefinger was thoroughly enjoying herself, her pleased hum soon upgrading to moaning as Nami's mouth continued to work on her pussy. However, the agent never pulled her gaze away from the navigator, and so Nami had to keep on going and hold off trying to retrieve her weapon. It didn't help when Doublefinger's moaning escalated, and she grabbed the back of Nami's head, holding the piratess's face to her groin. Eventually, Doublefinger yelled out as she came, and Nami could only ride out the gush of juices from the other woman's nether lips as she waited for the grasp on her head to relax.

No such luck though, as Miss Doublefinger grabbed Nami immediately after coming down from her orgasm, flipping the younger woman over, putting her in a seated position against the nearby wall, a pained hiss coming from Nami as she landed squarely on her still sore and swollen ass. As Nami looked down, she realized that Doublefinger had reversed the situation they were just in; Nami was now seated with her legs spread, and the agent was on her hands and knees with eyes locked on Nami's glistening mound.

“H-hey, hold on, n-yah!” was all Nami managed to get out as Miss Doublefinger dove between her legs and immediately began eating her out in return. The navigator could only squirm as the assassin enthusiastically worked over her heated sex, the pleasure coming from it contrasting with the pain coming from her tender bottom. After a few moments, Nami's arousal began to get the better of her, and she brought her hands up to begin caressing her breasts, using gentle touches to accommodate how puffy and reddened they still were.

As Nami massaged her breasts in her aroused haze, a sudden glint of light off of a reflective blue surface caught her eye. She looked over, finding the Clima Tact just within reach, and Miss Doublefinger fully occupied between her thighs. Working as quickly as she could without tipping the agent off, Nami grabbed her weapon and arranged it in the formation she had noticed earlier, just in time to feel her orgasm approaching. Suddenly, Nami's body stiffened as her climax flashed through her, and she could feel more than hear a pleasured cry erupt from her mouth as moisture gushed from her pussy. After several long moments, the piratess came back to herself, just as Miss Doublefinger disengaged herself from between her legs.

“Well then, how did you lik... eh?” Miss Doublefinger started, stopping when she found the wryly grinning face of Nami accompanied by the odd device she had been touting since their fight began.

“Sorry to disappoint,” Nami said, “but I've had enough of slavery for one lifetime. Plus, after what we promised Vivi, I think I should just beat you now.” An ominous whirring came from the end of the blue, T-shaped gizmo as Nami's eyes narrowed.

“Tornado Tempo!” Twin small explosions issued simultaneously from the device, launching a pair of projectiles from both ends of the top of the T-shape toward Doublefinger. As the smoke cleared, the unleashed objects were revealed, and both women's eyes widened, Doublefinger's in confusion at the oddity, and Nami's in horror at the true identity of the “ultimate attack” that she had been relying on to win the battle. Twin harmless-looking clockwork doves slowly hovered back and forth on wires leading from the Clima Tact, appearing like anything but a devastating final blow.

However, as the two women sat frozen, the doves began wrapping the wires around Doublefinger's limbs, holding them in place as the top of the T-shape began spinning, increasing the tension in the wires. Without warning, a shot like a rifle issued from the Clima Tact as the top of the T launched itself off of the rest of the weapon, carrying Doublefinger along with it and sending her hurtling through a nearby building, the impact producing a cloud of dust and debris.

Nami could only stare in shock at the chaos inflicted by her attack as the dust slowly began to settle. In an alley, across from a stone wall with a woman-shaped hole in it, Nami sat, naked save for her sandals, her Log Pose, and some random jewelry, with sore, swollen breasts and an ass in a similar condition, her pussy puffy and glistening from recent attention. After a moment to take in her victory, Nami worked her way back to her feet, already attempting to work out what she was going to do to retrieve the part of the Clima Tact that flew off with Miss Doublefinger and to cover herself up before returning to the fight.

It was only a couple seconds before Nami spotted an abandoned clothing shop just outside the alley, and an outfit not unlike the one she had just been wearing lying in plain view. Well, Nami thought, that was convenient. She immediately got moving, though her sore rear reduced her to a somewhat slower pace.

“Wow! He's amazing!” Chopper's eyes sparkled in admiration as Usopp taunted Mr. 4 and Miss MerryChristmas from out of view.

“This really is a nice series of tunnels you guys made.” Usopp's disembodied voice started, “One thing wrong with them, though; you're not the only ones who can use them.”

Before long, the hulking form of Mr. 4 popped out of one of the holes, sluggishly turning from side to side as he tried to pinpoint the long-nosed pirate. As slow moving as he was though, the massive agent failed to notice Usopp emerge from a nearby pit and leap towards him, armed with an enormous mallet with an ominous '5t' engraved across its head.

“Take this! Usopp Pound!” With a yell of exertion, Usopp hefted the massive weapon over himself and brought it down onto Mr. 4's head. The sharpshooter's eyes widened slightly in surprise as the imposing man went down from the blow, but he recovered quickly, and set off towards Miss MerryChristmas, who had appeared from a nearby hole when Usopp did, and was currently in shock over the unlikely feat of strength from the incredibly lanky young man.

Elsewhere, Sanji struggled as two parts of him warred with each other in an inner struggle even as he was himself locked in battle with Mr. 2. On the one hand, the ballerina-dressed asshole was largely responsible for causing much of the beautiful Princess Vivi's misery, and it seemed that fate had tasked Sanji with returning the favor.

On the other hand, how could he possibly bring himself to lay a hostile hand on someone who had Nami's cute face and glorious body? No matter how hard he tried to reassure himself that the glorious vision of feminine beauty before him was just that crossdressing whacko underneath, he still couldn't bring himself to attack.

“Spin! Spin! It's time to spin!” The exclamation made in Nami's voice pulled Sanji from his thoughts, and he turned just in time to see Mr. 2-as-Nami start into a ballet twirl, his shape becoming an indistinct blur. As the spinning Mr. 2 started toward Sanji, the pirate cook stopped for a moment as he caught sight of something, his mouth curling into a knowing smirk as the facts about his situation instantly fell into place.

“I just figured you out, shithead.”

“What are you doing? I thought you were going to cut me.”

Zoro tuned out Mr. 1's verbal jab, instead focusing on removing the weight pressing down on him. At the same time, his thoughts ran through all of his past experiences and his fight with the imposing Mr. 1 thus far. I've trained more than anyone, he thought; I've been pushed to the brink of death countless times and always managed to come back and win. What am I missing now?

“I'm sorry to say,” Zoro finally said, “that you'll never witness the magnificence of me cutting steel.” The swordsman was back on his feet, a bloodthirsty grin on his face and a massive piece of what had recently been a stone building hefted over his head.

“You see, the moment I cut steel, is the same moment you'll be lying dead at my feet.” With a roar of exertion, Zoro hurled the immense chunk of masonry at the agent, retrieved all of his swords in a few swift movements, and leapt in behind the projectile.

“Huh, that's weird.” Luffy stood... somewhere in Alubarna, staring at a blank wall at the end of a small alley. “Another dead end; where does that palace keep going off to?” With that, Luffy retraced his steps, and went back to his search for the Royal Palace.

“My apologies, your majesty,” started Robin towards King Nefertari Cobra as the two of them made their way through the deserted backstreets of Alubarna. “I would have tried to stop him, but he would have found me out if I had. He's suspicious of me enough as it is.” A pair of arms created from Robin's powers extended from the King's shoulders, and were bandaging his arms where they had been nailed to a pillar back at the palace.

“Nevermind that,” Cobra hurriedly replied, “you said you know where my daughter is?”

“Of course,” Robin said. “I've been keeping her in comfort and out of trouble for the past few weeks. I also recently came across some people who may be able to stop Crocodile and his plans; she's with them now. I can assure you, she couldn't be in better hands.” Even as she said that though, concern permeated Robin's thoughts, and it was all she could do to not let it show in her conversation with the King. The fact that the rebels had made it into the city walls at all was proof that something had gone wrong; Vivi should have been able to get her side of the story to them before they had ever even made it that far.

With some effort, Robin forced down her worry as she continued to lead Cobra towards her destination. All she could do for the moment was trust that everyone was still alright.

Vivi made her way through Alubarna's streets, working her way towards the palace. Though she had known to expect it, it was still disconcerting to her to see the streets of her country's capital city almost completely deserted. The only people she came across on her trek was the occasional Baroque Works member disguised as a member of one of the two armies, who had broken off from the main fighting and were easily dispatched with her peacock string slashers. Vivi allowed herself some hope; she would be at the palace in no time, and Luffy was surely having as good of luck as she was.

“Ah, there you are! Kyahahahaha!” Vivi quickly came to a stop at the sound of the voice, and looked up toward its source, immediately going red as she got an eyeful straight up the yellow, lemon-print skirt of Miss Valentine. The female agent was hovering several feet over Vivi's head using a combination of her parasol and her ability to alter her weight at will. Her creamy legs were curled underneath her, ending in her white high heels that directed incoming gazes up their long, toned lengths to her body, where she had evidently neglected to wear panties.

“Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting to get ahold of you, Miss All-Sunday's little toy?” Miss Valentine went on, having dropped from her spot in the sky to land a few feet in front of Vivi, right in her path to the palace. However, Vivi was struck more by what the female agent had just referred to her as than her position.

“W-what are you talking about?” She managed to stammer out. Miss Valentine's knowing grin widened into a full-on lecherous smirk.

“I'm sure you've already guessed, but it would be pretty fun to just go ahead and tell you. You see, you're not the only one who had taken to following around our company's second-in-command, though I was just doing it for the heck of it instead of actually trying to find out anything specific. I guess I picked just the right night to do it, too.” Miss Valentine leaned forward a bit as she continued, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

“Stop me if this sounds familiar,” Miss Valentine started, her hands going up to knead her breasts as her face shifted into a mock lustful gaze, adding a visual portion to her impression as she went on, “Please, suck my nipples. Look at my breasts, they're all big and swollen with milk...”

Vivi could only stand wide-eyed and cherry red as Miss Valentine continued to repeat things she had previously been certain only Robin was around to hear. Even worse was that her powers were beginning to act up, her breasts gurgling imperceptibly in sympathetic response to Vivi's memories of first getting her Devil's Fruit powers. She managed to concentrate enough to dampen the enthusiastic efforts of her plushy milk tanks, but she was already concerned about how long and how completely she would be able to keep it up.

“Kyahahahaha! Having problems already, Princess Tits? I used the time I've had since finding out about your powers reading up on them; turns out there's quite a bit of information out there on your Milk-Milk Fruit. I know you couldn't have gotten full control over your powers just yet, and I know exactly how to take advantage of that.”

Vivi didn't need to hear any more; she turned around and ran, hoping to take another path to go around Miss Valentine. The agent was undaunted, and simply lowered herself into a crouch as she watched the princess scramble away.

“Kilo Kilo Shot!” With that attack call, Miss Valentine sprang toward Vivi, having lowered her weight so as to greatly increase the distances and speed at which she could leap. Thinking quickly, Vivi quickly raced down a sidestreet as Miss Valentine, who had suddenly increased her weight to several times what it normally was while in midair, crashed through a wall to the left of where the princess had just been, only to spring back out of the hole moments later.

Miss Valentine continued to chase Vivi through the city, occasionally using another Kilo Kilo Shot, which caused Vivi to change course to avoid it. Soon enough, the constant running was beginning to leave Vivi short of breath, and she knew she would have to lose her pursuer soon so she could rest for a moment. It was no sooner had she realized that when Vivi noticed an open door leading into a large building some distance away. Fortunately, Miss Valentine wasn't yet in sight, so Vivi rushed through the entrance to hide in the inky darkness inside.

Vivi held herself perfectly still as she pressed herself against the wall, struggling to keep her breathing silent as she waited for Miss Valentine to go by. Moments passed by, and no signs of the agent revealed themselves. After some more waiting, Vivi craned her neck towards the open door to get a better view of the street, when a blur of movement flashed by, and the princess was suddenly pulled forward from her hiding spot. Though she tried to fight back, the lack of light made it difficult, and she soon felt her cloak get pulled off. Vivi then was shoved from the front, and stumbled backwards a few steps until she fell onto a chair, and finally felt ropes tying her up.

After Vivi was effectively immobilized, a light suddenly came on, causing the princess to wince briefly. When her vision cleared, Miss Valentine was standing before her, lecherous smirk prominent on her lips once more. Vivi struggled as much as she could as Miss Valentine calmly walked up to her, until the blonde had reached her destination, and sat down on Vivi's lap so that the two women were facing each other.

“Well, it certainly won't do to have this on you.” Miss Valentine said after a moment's thought. She reached around Vivi, unclasping her dancer's top and letting it fall from her form. Vivi already felt a blush coming on as her breasts were laid bare, her thick pink nipples already betraying her by going hard in the cool air. Miss Valentine eagerly kept going, bringing an index finger up to the tip of both of the princess's nipples, prompting a gasp from the blue-haired young woman.

“That's it,” Miss Valentine cheerfully encouraged, “just let me take over. It'll be fun to see if your powers will really react to this like I read they would.” Vivi was confused about what Miss Valentine meant by that, as well as the strange feeling that was coming from the ends of her nipples where her captor was focusing. In addition to the caressing from Miss Valentine's slender fingers, there was also an odd feeling of stretching, with a hollow feeling spreading through her nipples and breasts following shortly after.

“Hmmm...” Miss Valentine finally said, giving Vivi's nipple a few final prods, “I think that it worked! Kyahahaha!” Vivi looked down at her breasts in an attempt to determine what Miss Valentine was talking about, but with the milk-filled masses of her breasts sticking out so far, she could only see so much, and what she could see was as normal as ever.

“What are you talking about?” Vivi asked. She didn't want to ask that question, and she immediately regretted doing so, but she was overwhelmed by curiosity over the strange feelings in her nipples. Her question prompted Miss Valentine's grin to grow even wider as she looked down at her captive.

“I was hoping you'd ask, because it's high time I showed you!” Miss Valentine brought her index fingers back up to Vivi's nipples, only this time, instead of massaging, they were pressing firmly against the tips of her aroused nubs. For a moment, Vivi was still confused, which was added to when combined feelings of stretching and pressure began shooting from her nipples to her brain. She finally gathered up her courage and looked down at her breasts.

“What is this!?” Vivi gasped. Her gaze had fallen on her nipples, which were stretched wide as Miss Valentine's index fingers disappeared into a single widened pore that the ends of both nipples now sported. Vivi's captor grinned as she continued to plunge her fingers in and out of the princess's nipples to cause a series of squelching sounds, an action that Vivi was starting to find oddly more pleasurable than painful.

“This is... impossible...” Vivi stuttered out as the sensations went on, barely able to avoid letting out a moan as well. Her breasts quickly got into the action as the stimulation in her nipples continued, a rumbling gurgle filling the space between the two women as milk pumped diligently into Vivi's boobs. All the while Miss Valentine was giggling, which soon intensified into an all out laugh.

“Kyahahaha! Impossible?! This, coming from Miss All-Sunday's toy? I can only imagine what she's been doing to you since that first day!”

Vivi held back her urge to dispute Miss Valentine's claim that she was merely Robin's toy, but in doing so accidentally began to think about the things she and Robin did together, which only made her breasts redouble the speed at which they were filling with milk. Vivi could only groan with heated need as her tits steadily swelled.

“Ah,” Miss Valentine said, “looks like you're ready for my next surprise!” With that, the female agent pulled her fingers from their twin fleshy, cylindrical, pink prisons, a few stray spurts of milk flying out after them. She then stood back up, and took a moment to pull off Vivi's skirt and panties before she moved over to an odd-looking device nearby. A large glass tank took up much of the machine, with a mass of metallic mechanical bits nestled just above it; several plastic hoses led away from the top part, each ending in a large, glass dome.

“Like it?” Miss Valentine said, gesturing toward the device. “New model from the West Blue. I'm sure you'll come to love it in a minute.” She flipped a switch on the machine, causing it to start emitting a low, constant rumbling. She then picked up two of the hoses and brought them to Vivi, quickly fitting the glass domes over both of her breasts. Vivi gasped slightly as a vacuum affixed the apparatus to her chest, and a slight, constant pulling on her tits seemed to keep them there. Miss Valentine pulled away again, walking back toward the machine, and slowly placed a finger on a different, more conspicuous switch as she turned to smirk at Vivi.

“Don't worry, I know you'll have fun as my personal milk cow.” Miss Valentine flipped the switch, causing the machine's rumbling to suddenly intensify into a dull roar. Vivi gasped as the domes over her breasts seemed to come alive, rhythmically sucking and releasing her boobs continually. It wasn't long before her tits would be forced to respond to the ministrations, and sure enough, it was mere seconds before her nipples simultaneously erupted in geysers of milk, which ran straight down the hoses and into the glass tank affixed to the machine.

Vivi could only moan in pleasure as the milking machine put her breasts through their own personal heaven. Over and over again it would suck and release, suck and release her tits, keeping them gushing milk and forcing her powers to keep producing it at ever-increasing rates. Her breasts steadily swelled outward, causing them to fill the glass domes, after which the portions of her breasts not in the domes began puffing out. Vivi wriggled about in her bonds as pleasure continued to build within her, unable to do anything but ride it out. Before long, she couldn't contain herself any more.

“Nnnnggggyyyaaaaaahhh!” Vivi screamed in orgasm. For a moment, the machinery connected to her shuddered as her milk briefly gushed into it with greater force than ever, Vivi's bare legs quivered as her pussy splattered juices over everything within reach, and her eyes rolled back. By the time Vivi recovered, Miss Valentine was standing over her again, one hand rubbing in her still-swelling cleavage and the other slowly trailing up her thigh.

“Wow, that worked better than I thought. All I had to do was take control of where your milk goes, and keep you aroused. You're enjoying yourself with me, aren't you, milk cow?” Though still dazed from her orgasm, Vivi's attention was still caught by Miss Valentine's words. She immediately remembered that she had to get out of the predicament she was in and get to the palace, and her captor's gloating clued her in to how she was trapped; Vivi hoped that would be enough to figure a way out.

First, Vivi tried to force her breasts to produce more milk, hoping to force the milking cups off of her. As much effort as it took to do so due to the constant milking of her breasts, it was for naught, the glass domes holding firm as they sucked down the increased flow of milk as effectively as ever. Though she was momentarily dazed by the rush of pleasure from the extra milk gushing out of her nipples, Vivi immediately moved on to another plan. Again, the constant milking made her efforts difficult, but Vivi was able to use her powers to make her tongue slowly swell with milk as a nipple puckered up on the end of it.

Vivi continued her efforts, taking a moment to check on Miss Valentine. Fortunately, the agent was preoccupied with examining the flow of milk pumping from her tits, leaving Vivi free to keep going. She tilted her face down towards her chest, opened her mouth, and released two sprays of milk from her tongue-nipple. The twin shots hit their marks, and the hoses were knocked loose.

“Eh? What just happened?” Miss Valentine questioned, immediately turning toward Vivi upon noticing that the flow of creamy white liquid had stopped. The princess was free of the milkers, but she was still tied down to her chair, and so thought fast about what to do next. Twin geysers of milk jetted from her breasts at the agent, but Miss Valentine simply leapt out of the way. She changed tactics, changing the jets of milk into slightly thinner tendrils that quickly whipped around toward Miss Valentine's new position.

One of the tendrils shot down her neckline, while the other went up the hem of her dress. Miss Valentine yelped in surprise as the semi-solid milk limbs went to work, squirming against her bare pussy and ass and massaging her breasts under her dress. Vivi's ministrations quickly set Miss Valentine to moaning in arousal, squirming about as the tendrils pulled her dress to and fro until it was completely bunched up around her waist.

“Mmmm... oooh...” Miss Valentine cooed as she stumbled about under the assault of pleasure, her random path taking her straight to her former captive, where she fell into the younger woman's lap so they were face to face with each other once more. Vivi was surprised, but since Miss Valentine's state of mind seemed to leave her only interested in rubbing her body against Vivi's own, she decided to press her assault.

Both streams of milk coming from Vivi's nipples split in two, two streams continuing to caress Miss Valentine, and the other two coming together behind her and creating a large blob of semi-solid milk. Within moments, the blob rippled and reformed, changing about until it had become a pure white copy of Princess Vivi. The milky clone of the Princess stepped forward to where Miss Valentine was still eagerly rubbing herself against the original, and leaned forward, pressing her liquid breasts against the female agent's back.

. .

Miss Valentine's moaning grew more intense with the new source of stimulation, and she wriggled about in Vivi's lap more than ever. The milk clone leaned in closer, wrapping her arms around Miss Valentine's torso to play with her breasts and occasionally squish them against the original Vivi's still-oversized bust. At the same time, the milk tendrils kept up their work, wiggling around and between Miss Valentine's breasts and caressing her pussy and ass.

With a high-pitched yell, Miss Valentine erupted in orgasm, her body spasming wildly in Vivi's lap as her pussy sprayed juices. The milk clone lightly pulled Miss Valentine backwards off of Vivi, her hands moving over the agent's nipples and her groin pressing against her ass. As soon as she was in position, the milk clone began to steadily shrink as the liquid making up her form slowly drained into Miss Valentine's nipples and asshole. The blonde's body began to quiver even more as her breasts and ass began to swell, smooth, plush flesh surging outward rapidly both above and below.

The ever-increasing weight of Miss Valentine's assets soon brought her down onto her hands and knees, her boobs and butt continuing to billow outwards as the milk clone's form drained into her. The process continued until the milk clone was gone, reduced to three last milk tendrils that quickly disappeared into Miss Valentine's nipples and rear. By the time that happened, the blonde's breasts were each wider than her torso, with her ass only slightly smaller. Miss Valentine's face bore a goofy grin, and notably looked much too out of it to even remember to use her powers to lighten her new temporary load, though her curves had become far too wide to fit out the door of the building anyway.

Her former captor incapacitated, Vivi turned her attention to the ropes binding her. One of her milk tendrils moved toward them, and one of it's sides suddenly gained a hard, sharp edge. Vivi quickly used it to cut the ropes away, and leapt out of the chair. Still feeling a tingling in her nipples, Vivi looked down at them, eyes widening slightly as she saw how massive and purple the nub had swollen. However, she realized she had no time to deal with that at the moment, and after getting her clothes back on, she set off for the palace once more, leaving a dazed, massively inflated Miss Valentine.

“Usopp, no!” Chopper screamed. The sharpshooter had been sent hurtling into the air by a direct hit from Mr. 4's baseball bat, traveling in a high arc that ended with a bone-crunching crash into the ground, the impact kicking up a large cloud of dust around him.

“Ha! What a weakling, just like that Captain of his! As if either of them ever stood a chance against us!” Miss MerryChristmas gloated, Mr. 4 laughing along with her.

“You won't get away with this, mole-woman!” Chopper interrupted, growling slightly as he faced her down. However, Miss MerryChristmas only met him with derisive laughter.

“And what makes you think you'll do any better than that long-nosed idiot? Moron! Mo-”

“Chopper!” A yell sounded from inside the billowing dust cloud where Usopp landed, prompting all three other combatants present to turn in shock. The dust slowly settled, revealing Usopp, battered and bloody everywhere, to the point of looking almost zombielike.

“Chopper, listen to me!” Usopp started. “There is one time when a man can never run from a fight, and that's when his friend's dream is laughed at!” He turned to Miss MerryChristmas and Mr. 4.

“Luffy isn't dead! He's going to be Pirate King someday, and he'll never let someone like Crocodile beat him! And I-” Usopp was suddenly cut off when a large mole-like hand burst from the ground beneath him, grabbing him by the ankles of his boots and dragging him toward Mr. 4.

“Yeah, yeah, save your speeches; if one shot with the 4-ton bat didn't do it, the second one will! Get ready, Mr. 4!” As Miss MerryChristmas barked at first him, then her own partner, Usopp quickly formulated a plan.

“Chopper, get behind me!” As the man-reindeer did so, Usopp fired a smoke bomb at Mr. 4, obscuring his vision before leaping out of his boots, effectively escaping Miss MerryChristmas's grasp. Rolling out of the way, Usopp got ready to imitate Miss MerryChristmas, even as Chopper was using his antlers to pull Miss MerryChristmas herself out of the ground in mid-tunnel.

“Molehill Highway: Intersection Four!” Miss MerryChristmas's attempts to convince Mr. 4 that Ussop's impression of her attack call wasn't to be followed through were for naught, and with a swing of Mr. 4's bat, Miss MerryChristmas was sent flying across the battlefield, the flight soon ended with a destructive crash into some ruins.

With a couple more well-placed attacks, and a couple strokes of luck, Miss MerryChristmas, Mr. 4, and Lassoo were all unconscious. As they were lying on the sandy ground, the gun-dog reflexively sneezed out one last baseball-bomb, which sent an explosion ripping through the landscape around the three.

Chopper wasn't paying attention, being too busy fussing over Usopp's barely-alive form.

“Usopp, please be okay! Doctor! We need a doctor!” As the man-reindeer panicked, a weak voice floated up from below him.

“That's you...”

After a long, drawn-out duel of kicks, Sanji and Mr. 2 Bon Kurei broke apart from each other, and stood facing each other from opposite sides of a road. After a few moments of staring each other down, the two leapt toward each other, legs outstretched to deliver their strongest attacks. They swiped past each other before landing perfectly on opposite sides of the road again.

Both men's legs shook slightly from the effort of holding themselves up after exerting themselves so much for so long. After a few moments, one of Sanji's legs collapsed, making him fall to one knee. A few moments later, Mr. 2 fell over completely, leaving him sprawled on the ground on his back. After taking a second to recover his strength, Sanji stood back up, and walked over to the prone Mr. 2.

“You're still conscious? You realize that if you change into Nami again, I can't finish you off.” Mr. 2 remained still as he broke into a small, halfhearted chuckle.

“Don't be ridiculous, I can't even move. Just finish it.” The agent lied there for several long moments, eyes closed as he awaited the final blow, until he finally opened them again to see what was happening. Sanji stood beside the man, hand extended as he waited for his former opponent to accept his help in getting him up.

“It was a good fight. We don't need to say more than that.” Mr. 2 was stunned for a moment, but reached out to accept Sanji's offer, eyes watering as thoughts of friendship between mutually respectful rivals went through his head. Then, Sanji's foot came crashing down on his head, sending him crumpling back to the ground.

“That was for Vivi, you jackass. Later!”

Vivi had finally reached the Royal Palace, and rushed up the steps as quickly as her feet could take her. She made her way into the courtyard, finding Igaram, Pell, and Chaka scattered throughout it, all sprawled out on the ground and heavily wounded.

“Igaram! Pell! Chaka!” She spent a few moments turning from one member of her honorary family to another, not sure which to go to. Finally Igaram spoke up.

“Viv... ahem... Mah, mah, mah! Vivi, come here.” The princess immediately did so, dashing to the side of her lifelong friend, with Igaram continuing once she reached him. “Don't worry about us, we'll be fine, but Nico Robin took the King to where the Poneglyph is; we tried to stop Crocodile here so he couldn't follow, but he was too much for us. He's probably going after them even now.” Vivi's heart leapt into her throat.

“Where are they?”

Robin and Cobra steadily descended a stone staircase into an underground tomb that Cobra had opened with a hidden mechanism. The two hadn't said anything to each other in some time, but Cobra's curiosity eventually caused him to speak up.

“Why do you want to see the Poneglyph anyway?” Robin held back a sigh, not completely willing to speak with a monarch affiliated with the World Government, but also wanting to at least try to trust Vivi's father to some extent.

“Chasing an empty dream, I suppose. The one Poneglyph that carries information about the True History, this is the last lead I have left in finding it.” Robin sighed. Cobra's eyes widened.

“You can read them? And they could uncover the secrets of the True History?” The King inquired, before he stopped his line of questioning with a brief “Oh...” Robin nearly stopped, guessing at what was happening, but quickly deciding not to believe it.

“Don't say anything else, your Majesty. Please, just take me to it.”

I'm having bad luck with rocks today...

A rain of stone chunks that had previously been a large pillar crashed down around Zoro, filling the air with dust and ear-splitting noise. Mr. 1 walked unflinchingly away from the scene, cracking his neck a couple times as he did so, utterly convinced of the demise of his opponent.

After a few moments, all of the rubble had fallen to earth and was littering the street, covering virtually all of the road in the area. All except for a single tiny patch, just barely large enough for a single man to stand in, his cut up and bloody form seeming oddly tranquil as he stood perfectly still amongst the wreckage.

I wonder... if the rest of them are okay, Zoro thought. Ignoring Mr. 1 as he turned back around, the swordsman took in the air of serenity that surrounding him, and he suddenly realized.

I know this feeling. Against Mihawk, against the Fishman, it was just like this. Everything slows down, silence surrounds me until all I can hear is my heartbeat. Is this... the edge of death? And these rocks surrounding me... I didn't dodge them, I just knew where they wouldn't fall.

Zoro's mind soon put the childhood puzzle together, finally making sense of the lessons taught by his old sensei so long ago. He gathered up his most prized sword from where it had fallen, and leveled it at Mr. 1, who was all but frozen in shock.

“What did you do? There's no way you can be standing after an attack like that, and all that blood loss!” Mr. 1's words certainly seemed to ring true upon looking at Zoro, whose torso was a ragged, bloody mess, and the ground around him seemed to be splattered with more garnet liquid than could possibly fit in a human being. However, Zoro simply faced down the agent without wavering, the point of his blade aimed straight forward.

“So, you want to keep going?” Mr. 1 growled, “Fine, I'll finish you this time. You could barely hold my attacks off with three swords, you can't defend against me with only one.” Zoro simply stared him down, bloody chest rising and falling with his breathing.

“It doesn't matter. I'm done defending.” He stated.

“Then you are ready to die. Fine by me.” Mr. 1 launched himself forward, sliding smoothly down the street on a blade formed of his foot. Zoro responded immediately, sheathing his sword and holding it by his side, a hand clasped around the handle, waiting for the right moment to strike back.

“Ittoryu: Lion Strike!” His sword flashed out as Mr. 1 sped past before slowing to a stop several feet behind Zoro. Zoro had fallen into a low, wide stance as he began to return his sword to its sheath. The blade returned to its place with a click, when Mr. 1's chest suddenly erupted in a spray of crimson. The huge man fell to his knees, blood streaming down his torso.

“He did it... I don't know how, but he did it, just like he said.” Zoro slumped down to his knees as well, breathing heavily as the damage from his battle caught up with him.

“Thanks for this fight,” he started, “Because of this, I've reached a new level.”

Vivi was once again racing through the streets of Alubarna, this time heading toward the burial grounds, where her father, Robin, and most likely Crocodile were. The buildings on either side of her seemed to crawl past at a distressingly slow pace, despite the princess working her legs as hard as she possibly could. It was all she could do to keep going, hoping with all of her heart that she would arrive in time.

Before long, though, Vivi's path was blocked off by a force of Marine soldiers, lead by a young woman with chin-length dark blue hair. She wore a blue fur-rimmed jacket over a floral print shirt, and blue pants covered the long, slender legs that carried her forward. The woman stopped for a moment when she noticed Vivi approaching, until her eyes opened in recognition.

“Princess Vivi!” However, the woman quickly overcame her shock, and she went on in a businesslike tone. “I am Sergeant Major Tashigi of the Marines. This area isn't safe; come with us, and we'll take you to a more secure location.” Being in a hurry, though, the princess was having none of it.

“I have somewhere I need to be; let me pass!” Vivi then turned slightly and pointed a finger in the direction from which she had come. “The rebellion has reached the Square; you have to get there and stop it before more people are killed!” Tashigi considered Vivi for a moment, then turned to one of the soldiers standing near her.

“Sergeant, take our forces to the town square and reinforce the Royal Army as best you can. I'll bring the princess to a safer location and meet you there.” The man acknowledged Tashigi with a crisp, palm-inward salute, then led the Marines away until the only two people remaining in the area were Vivi and Tashigi.

“Why are you still here?” Vivi started. “Please, move aside!” However, Tashigi held firm.

“You're too important; I can't allow you to potentially endanger yourself here. Please, don't make me force this.” Tashigi returned her sheathed sword to her hip in an attempt to avoid looking too threatening, and slowly walked toward Vivi. The princess watched the Marine woman move toward her, considering her options. She didn't want to fight the Marines, but at the same time, she had to get to her father and Robin immediately, and Tashigi was standing firmly in the way of that. Suddenly, Vivi's eyes drifted slightly down; maybe she wouldn't need to fight to prevent Tashigi from stopping her.

Without warning, Vivi grabbed her top and yanked it down, unleashing her jiggling breasts, causing Tashigi to immediately blush and look away. With the Marine's vision averted, Vivi quickly sent milk out from both nipples to form into a single tendril, which she sent straight towards Tashigi. The cobalt-haired woman completely missed the tentacle's approach, and by the time she noticed it, the semi-solid white mass had thrust itself into her mouth.

Tashigi suddenly found mouthful after mouthful of milk being forced down her throat, with all of her attempts to dislodge the liquid tentacle failing miserably. After several gulps of the creamy liquid, Tashigi suddenly realized that her chest was rising with each swallow, her breasts puffing out as all of the milk that went into her traveled straight to them.

The sides of Tashigi's jacket were soon pushed aside by her expanding chest, and it wasn't long before her shirt began to strain as well, the buttons only just withstanding the immense pressure as pale flesh puffed out through the gaps between them. Tashigi began to pant as her breasts rapidly grew more sensitive, and her nipples hardened, making prominent indents in the front of her already stressed shirt.

Poppoppoppoppop! The buttons of Tashigi's shirt shot off nearly all at once, causing her newly swelled breasts to spill out, the pale mounds of flesh falling into twin teardrop shapes. Tashigi dropped to her knees as Vivi retracted the tendril of milk, and she then brought one shaking hand up to her breasts, apprehensively feeling them as if to confirm that they were hers. The breasts sloshed with the milk they contained under Tashigi's touch, and the Marine gave a small gasp of pleasure. Vivi walked up to the all but incapacitated Marine Sergeant Major, half-satisfied and half-guilty, but unwilling to spend any more time on her.

“Sorry, but well,” Vivi started. Unable to help herself, she reached down and gave Tashigi's newly plush breasts a squeeze, prompting a groan. “You asked for it.”

Robin's eyes flitted over the symbols etched into the dark stone surface ever more frantically. She had already read the Poneglyph in its entirety three times now, and its contents steadfastly refused to change.

“Is this the only one in this country? You're not hiding any others?” Cobra could only nod his head somberly in response to Robin's questions, which were said calmly, but were all too telling about what was going through her head. Cobra wasn't completely sure about what his daughter's rescuer was looking for, but he knew just enough about what was carved on the Poneglyph to know she wouldn't find it in Alabasta.

Robin trembled, fighting the urge to punch the stone block before her in despair. The worst-case scenario she had tried so hard not to think about was coming to pass before her eyes, and she was at a complete loss of what to do. She had no time to think about it though, as her thoughts were interrupted by the casual clacking of shoes on stone, an early signal of Crocodile's approach.

“Ah, Ms. All-Sunday, I see you found the Poneglyph.” Crocodile suddenly stopped, having noticed King Nefertari Cobra off to the side. “and that you took the time to bandage up Mr. Cobra, apparently.” Robin's heart froze; she might have been able to explain Crocodile's observation away some time before, but by this point, it was clear that the Warlord had reached the end of his trust in her.

“Well,” Crocodile continued, “I might as well ask anyway: are you going to give me the location of the Pluton?” Robin paused for a moment, but she soon put on her most defiant face, her eyes narrowing at her now-former employer.

“No.” She declared. Crocodile's gaze simply stayed fixed on Robin as he started forward, his hook hand coming to bear.

“A shame, but no matter; I had already expected that you would betray me at around this point. I'll simply find the Pluton on my own; once this country is under my control, it'll only be a matter of time.” A few more steps, and Crocodile stopped, standing only feet away from Robin as he looked down on her. Robin glared right back as she crossed her arms in front of her with her hands up by her shoulders, preparing herself to use her powers.

“So,” Crocodile chuckled, “you're going to try and put up a resistance against me?” He started to lift his hook hand toward Robin, when a wave of white liquid crashed against his side, shoving him harshly sideways. Crocodile was sent stumbling for a few brief moments, but he recovered quickly, and turned toward the source of the attack, just as Robin was doing the same.

“Crocodile... stay away from them.” The determined voice came from one Princess Nefertari Vivi, who was standing in the entrance to the room, her breasts already bounding out of her blouse, though Vivi was doing a mostly successful job of covering her nipples with one arm. Crocodile's sunken-in eyes widened slightly as he put together the evidence of what was happening, and suddenly broke out into loud, mocking laughter.

“You're resorting to powers like that? Hmph, you are desperate!” Crocodile scoffed. He brought his hand up to where Vivi's milk had drenched him, causing the dripping cream to instantly dry up. “It's going to take more than that to beat me.”

“Fine by me.” Vivi said as she dashed forward until she was standing next to Robin, and the two women turned as one toward the Warlord.

“Remember,” Robin whispered to Vivi, “do whatever you can to get him wet. I should be able to hurt him once you manage that.” Vivi gave a sharp nod, her face set as she glared down her most hated enemy. Guessing what was about to happen, Crocodile shifted into a more alert stance, ready to move at a split second's notice.

With a yell, Vivi's arm fell away from her chest just as powerful bursts of milk began jetting from her nipples, filling the stale air of the tomb with creamy projectiles headed straight for the Warlord. Crocodile proved faster though, dashing to one side and weaving in and out of the horizontal milk rain without even trying to shift into sand. After several long seconds, Vivi finally met some success, as a bolt of flying milk grazed by Crocodile's upper left arm.

Robin instantly went into action, crossing her arms in front of her as she began to concentrate. A couple of arms sprouted from Crocodile's soaked shoulder, lunged downward to grab his forearm, and began pulling his forearm back. Crocodile's reaction was just as fast though, and he quickly swiped his other hand toward Robin's sprouted arms, forcing her to dismiss them before he could make contact. The immediate threat gone, Crocodile grabbed the milk splattered on his arm, causing it to dry up once again.

“Nice try for a power that's always been wielded by pleasure slaves, but it's not enough to save your precious Alabasta, much less beat me.” Crocodile gave a sinister chuckle as he continued. “In fact, you don't even know about my final surprise for this pathetic country yet, do you?” Robin quickly glanced toward Vivi, and found the young woman obviously ready to attack again, and Robin placed on arm the princess's shoulder to calm her before turning to Crocodile.

“What do you mean?” Robin asked.

“It was one of the parts of my plan that I decided not to entrust to you, Miss All-Sunday. You see, I have arranged for a bomb to be launched into the square in twenty minutes. Everyone within a five kilometer radius, Rebel and Royal alike, will be killed instantly. A fitting end to this rebellion, wouldn't you say? The fighting will stop, just like you wanted, princess.” As Crocodile finished his explanation, Robin's eyes widened in shock at the lengths her former boss was willing to go to. She then whirled back to facing Vivi, finding the younger woman with pure fury etched across her face.

“You... Monster!” The milk surrounding Vivi roiled and swirled around her as it rapidly grew in volume. The great creamy white mass grew upwards, forming a tower that quickly approached the ceiling of the tomb. It then began to change shape, the upper portion flaring out to the sides until it became wide and flat, and the very top pinching forward. In various places of the construct, hardened parts appeared amidst the semi-solid milk as Vivi concentrated the calcium into a bonelike material. Within moments, a several story tall, milk white cobra head towered above a glowering Vivi, delivering a hiss toward Crocodile that resounded throughout the spacious tomb, rattling seemingly every brick in it.

“Uraeus of Maat!” As Vivi called out the attack, the milky cobra lunged forward, its fangs bared as it bore down on Crocodile. The fluidic attack caught up the Warlord and carried him backwards, eventually hammering him into the wall behind him, causing the stone to crack loudly. The flood of milk withdrew, revealing Crocodile, drenched and bruised, but ultimately appearing more irritated than concerned as he stood back up.

“Hmmm... impressive. But do you think that'll be enough for you to stop me in time to go stop the bomb?” As Crocodile's mocking tones reached Vivi, the milk-formed cobra head reared back for another go as anger flashed across the princess's face again. However, this time, Crocodile was ready; after drying the liquid off of himself again, he simply thrust his arm at the incoming wave, and the roiling mass of cream began fading away until nothing was left but a few chunks of concentrated calcium that were sent rattling across the stone floor.

“Are you starting to figure out how useless it is yet? You may as well give up now.” Vivi and Robin stood side by side as they continued to face down Crocodile, but both were running out of ideas regarding how to fight him. It was clear that they would need to defeat Crocodile if they were to get away in time to stop the bomb, but their chances of doing so had become seemingly hopeless by that point.

“Crocodiiiile!” Everyone present in the tomb turned nearly as one to the source of the new voice, and found a familiar straw hat, under which stood its equally familiar wearer. Luffy stalked into the room toward Crocodile, glaring at him all the while and cracking his knuckles as his hand curled into a fist. Crocodile only went back to fixing an impassive gaze on him, though this time tinged with a barely perceptible hint of surprise.

“What are you doing here? I killed you back outside the city.” Luffy was undeterred, and continued toward the Warlord with the same even stride. He was mere feet away from his target when Crocodile spoke again.

“However you survived, what do you expect to do against me now? You can't even touch me, or are you going to get your cow of a princess to keep up her laughable efforts to drench me?” Luffy had finished closing the distance, and was already swinging his fist toward Crocodile. The Warlord's face was already begin to preemptively turn into sand, but when Luffy's fist crashed into it, the process immediately stopped, and Crocodile was sent hurtling backwards into a wall, which shattered under the impact. As the dust cleared, Crocodile sat in the middle of it, his teeth clenched in an expression of both pain and shock.

“You couldn't have...” Luffy simply resumed his fighting stance, showing off his blood-streaked limbs, as well as where fresh flows of the crimson liquid were smeared around his knuckles and feet. In between glaring at his opponent, Luffy briefly turned to where Vivi and Robin were standing.

“Get going. I'm going to kick his ass.” Vivi first instinct was to do just that, given the revelation of the bomb about to be unleashed on her people. However, the image of Luffy outside the city, skin pale to the point of being gray and body withered nearly to nothing, was enough to make her hesitate, and she took a brief step toward Luffy before he interjected.

“I said go! I'm going to kick his ass!” Vivi stopped dead at the look on Luffy's face, the raw determination and seriousness in his expression, the concentrated conviction in his voice, it all made her completely forget the images from earlier, along with every other scrap of evidence that should have said without a doubt that the Straw Hat pirate was in over his head. This was why his crew had never questioned Luffy's ability to defeat Crocodile, she realized. Luffy wouldn't stop until Crocodile was beaten, and no matter what the Warlord did, they would only be mere hindrances to him.

Vivi turned and made her way out of the tomb alongside Robin. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the other woman tossing a tiny bottle to her father, and a copy of Robin's mouth appearing next to his ear to apparently whisper a brief set of instructions to him. She looked into Robin's face as they cleared the tomb, and the older woman responded with a reassuring nod.

Zoro sped through the streets of Alubarna, making his way toward the Square. For a good while after making an at least somewhat passable recovery from his battle with Mr. 1, he had been running around aimlessly, even ending up outside the city limits a couple times. Fortunately, he had come across a Baroque Works agent on his travels, and was currently dragging the hapless and somewhat dazed grunt around, stopping occasionally to get more directions out of him.

As he grew closer to his destination, Zoro began coming across more and more Marines, avoiding them as best he could to keep from wasting any more time. However, as he turned one certain corner, a particular cobalt-haired Marine immediately fell into his sight. As he remembered the last time he saw her, Zoro decided that he was quite sure she didn't have the massive, torso-obscuring breasts that were currently bobbing about in front of her before. Despite a floral-print shirt having been draped over her front, a veritable sea of pale flesh remained visible as she went about cutting down Baroque Works agents left and right, and thumb-sized nipples jabbed prominently through slowly growing wet spots in the makeshift cover.

Zoro shot backward as he retraced his steps, going back around the corner until he was back out of sight of Tashigi. His back pressed against a wall as he stood stock still, his eyes practically taking up half of his face as they bugged out of his head. It didn't take much thought for the swordsman to decide to go a different way, and he set off.

After a long, nerve-wracking run through the city, Vivi and Robin finally came upon the Square, and were confronted by a war zone that stretched to the edges of their vision. Robin immediately placed a comforting hand on the princess's shoulder, not even having to look to know that tears were already starting to stream down her face. Vivi got the message, and the two began to search the area for the Straw Hat pirates.

As it turned out, the Straw Hats ended up finding them. First, of course, came Sanji, who dashed toward them as a lovestruck whirlwind with Chopper and Usopp trailing close behind him. Nami arrived shortly after, jogging somewhat awkwardly up to the group. Finally, after a couple more minutes, Zoro popped up out of a second-story window nearby, and hopped down to the rest of the group. As the swordsman arrived, he joined the other pirates in looking at Vivi expectantly.

“Well princess,” Zoro started, “you know more about what's going on than any of us; what would you recommend we do to stop these armies?” The question prompted Vivi to turn back to the battlefield again for a brief moment, but she quickly forced herself to turn away again.

“We have a bigger problem to deal with first.” As quickly as she could, Vivi explained the situation with Crocodile's bomb to the others, the pirates's expressions immediately turning to shocked disgust upon hearing what the Warlord intended to do.

“We have to find whoever's been tasked with setting off the bomb and stop them.” Vivi trailed off, looking over each of the Straw Hats in turn, taking in the injuries they suffered fighting for her sake. Chopper was bruised all over and singed in various spots; Sanji was battered as well, and had a thick trail of blood running from his chest down his shirt, only just visible under his suit jacket; Nami had no visible injuries, but the awkward way she walked easily indicated that something had happened to her; Vivi could only imagine what had happened to Usopp that required him to be as nearly encased in bandages as he was; and as for Zoro, it was obviously nothing less than a miracle that the man was even alive, much less moving around. She couldn't let them keep going on as they were; Vivi realized that it was time to use her powers like she had always suspected she would have to.

“Everyone...” The Straw Hats present turned nearly as one to her, and for a moment, the princess was nearly paralyzed by self-consciousness over what she was about to do, but she steeled herself, and continued on. “Thank you for everything you've done for me already. Before you go on though, I should tell you that I have a Devil Fruit power. I should be able to use them to heal you a bit, but to do that, you have to drink...” Vivi briefly stammered herself to a stop, but quickly managed to work up her resolve again; all too conscious of everyone watching her, Vivi squeezed her eyes shut as her face already turned bright pink, and a hand went up to take hold of her top.

“You have to drink from me.” With a sharp tug, the princess's blouse came down, revealing her large, bobbing breasts, milk already welling up at the nipples as if to make her intent absolutely clear. Vivi's eyes remained firmly shut throughout the silence that followed, unable to bring herself to look at her friends's reaction to her brazen display as she waited for them to make use of her offer.

. .

After a couple of seconds Vivi felt the first pair of lips clasping over her nipple. The princess fought the urge to gasp in the flood of memories that came from the immediate recognition, the soft, yet confident and sensual contact intimately familiar to Vivi as coming from Robin. The second set of lips were feminine as well, clearly belonging to Nami. The next contact was masculine, but also respectful, undoubtedly Sanji, shortly followed by a draining that was firm, though not quite to the point of being rough; Zoro, by Vivi's guess. The fuzzy lips that came next clearly belonged to Chopper, and, even without the process of elimination, it was clear that the final one to drain her breasts was Usopp from the prodding she was feeling just above the edge of her areola.

After a few final seconds, Vivi pulled her top back up, her face still burning in a way she wasn't quite sure would ever stop. However, she soon managed to wrench her eyes back open to look about at those who had just drank milk straight from her. To her surprise, no one was looking her any differently than they had been minutes earlier – not counting Sanji, who was in a joyous daze for a few seconds before recovering. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and turned to find Robin standing next to her, smiling reassuringly.

“Come on, princess. We have a bomb to find.”

End Chapter 5

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