Chapter 1 - The Best Ride at Arlong Park

Cocoyasi Village was where Nami grew up, but it no longer felt like home. There was a looking sense of dread over her head every time she returned.

This time felt particularly awful, since she was filled with guilt as well. On her latest exploits she had stolen a brand new ship from some rookie pirates that she had come to genuinely like. The Strawhat crew had even bailed her out of some trouble with the Buggy Pirates.

At the end of the day, she betrayer them. Nami had her own obligations she had to live up to.

She personally knew everyone in Cocoyasi, but none of them acknowledged her as she walked by. She had moored the Going Merry at the port and had a heavy bag of treasure slung over her shoulder. There was much more in the belly of the ship, but Nami had plans to hide some for herself. Someday she would squirrel away enough gold to buy her village back from her Captain.

The gates opened Arlong Park and the thief walked in casually. The cool ocean breeze felt nice against her sun-kissed skin. She was wearing only a light green tank top with darker green spots. It was low-cut enough to provide a generous look at her cleavage, but also showed so much of her midriff that she might as well be wearing a bikini top. Her black skirt only barely came down past her ass, stretching down only an inch or two down her legs. Her long red hair was nearly down to her ass by now.

The second the Arlong Pirates saw her, she could tell they were thinking about ripping her clothes off and ravaging her thin yet busty body.

NAMI'S SUPER TRAGIC BACK STORY:

Belle-Mere had gone into town to fetch groceries, namely the ingredients for a birthday cake. Nami turned 19 today, so she was more interested in helping herself to some of her adoptive mother's alcohol, but the cake was also a treat.

What Nami and her sister, Nojiko didn't know was that Belle-Mere was currently hiding in the orchard, waiting for the Fish-men to pass. Her Marine training was present in her mind, but her skills were rusty. She doubted that she would be able to accomplish anything of note in a fight with them. She could only hope her daughters were able to hide or escape to the sea on the opposite end of the island.

That wasn't the case though. Nami heard a knock on the door, without any reason to think otherwise, she assumed Belle-Mere simply had her arms full and needed someone to get the door for her.

Instead, the sawfish-man took up nearly the whole doorway. He was eight and a half feet tall, even for fishman he was big and muscular. His nose was like a saw, his eyes were predatory, his teeth were sharp. He wore a black fedor, with a three-quarter length jacket, which likely was supposed to be a full-length jacket on a normal-sized man.

"Good morning, little lady. My name is Arlong, would you please come outside so we can talk."

Nami followed him out the door, she could see he was backed up by many more of his species. Her mother had taught her to fight, but fish-men were said to be ten times stronger than humans, and there were ten of them, putting her odds at roughly 100 to 1.

"What's your name?" Arlong asked.

"Nami."

"Nice to meet you you, Nami," Arlong said, his politeness was overwhelming obvious that it was meant to come across threatening. "Do you live here all by yourself? How old are you?"

"I'm 19... And yes, I live alone," Nami prayed Nojiko found a good place to hide. This was looking like a bad situation. Belle-Mere would obviously have seen them, had they already confronted her?

"The thing is, the Arlong Pirates now own this island. I'm very sorry to say that we will have to up your rent. 100,000 berries a month should do it. That's per person. We will take your first installment now."

The orchard didn't make nearly enough profit to incur such an expense. If the pirates hung around then they would find out about her sister and mother and to think they would have triple that amount was insane.

"Is there anything else I can pay you with? Tangerines? Best tangerines in the East Blue!"

"We fish-men don't eat fruit," Arlong said. "But we can work out another kind of deal."

At which point, Nami got down on her knees and spent the next three years doing that.

Present Day:

Once Nojiko had been discovered, Nami's plan of fucking the Arlong Pirates once a month became a bit more complicated. Nami sold herself into sexual servitude. She was allowed to leave only for the purpose of robbing other pirates and charting nearby islands, which Arlong had discovered was another talent of hers.

The trade-off involved her tagging in Nojiko to take her place. When Nami came back from her adventures, Nojiko would go tend to the orchard that Belle-Mere left behind when she abandoned them three years ago. Like preciously stated, tragic back story.

"Welcome back, Nami!" Hachan, the octopus fish-man shouted from across the pool. Nojiko was finishing up her last shift, spitroasted between Hachan and another of the pirates, Chew.

Nami wished she could take over, but she had to see Arlong first. Those were the rules.

She dropped the sack of gold in front of her Captain. Arlong chuckled as he looked down at it, "Productive haul. Have fun this time?"

"No," Nami said, annoyed, "I had to fuck a clown this time and some pirates that I'm pretty sure counted as furries. There's a nice ship at the docks that I stole from some decent pirates I met. Unfortunately, I needed their ship more than them."

Nami felt guilty about betraying Luffy, Zoro and Usopp. She was good at silencing that voice though.

She'd met Luffy and Zoro when she'd been fucking the Buggy Pirates, she predicted it would be a few more days before they let their guard down enough for her to sneak off with their treasure. It would have meant a lot more clown-dick though. Strawhat got into a fight with them and Nami was able to make an escape.

Then in Syrup Village, they'd gotten into some trouble with the Black Cat Pirates. Luffy and Zoro had gotten lost, Usopp didn't last too long against them. Nami was forced to stall them, she ended up spit-roasted between the Meowban brothers, the cat-based furries she had mentioned earlier. Nami had barely gotten any treasure out of the deal, Luffy had gotten a ship, which is the one Nami stole.

Luffy caused havoc in the Baratie Restaurant ship, Nami had to pay for the damages with her body. One thing lead to another and she had fucked the Don Krieg Pirates as well. By then, Nami had enough and stole the ship while they were distracted.

Nojiko walked by, naked as cum dripped off her tattooed body. She had a pleasant smile on her face. Nami always found it odd how much Nojiko seemed to be in a good mood as she left Arlong Park. Nami liked to fuck other pirates since it felt like she was tricking them since she would always rob them after, but Nojiko seemed to like her shifts with the fish-men.

"Welcome back, sis," Nojiko said with a kiss on the cheek. "Come see me tonight, I could use some help at the orchard."

"Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can," Nami said.

"Won't be too soon, though," Arlong corrected, "Nami's rent is due."

Knowing there was no negotiation, Nami knelt down at the foot of Arlong's lounge chair. Her fingers wrapped around the waist of his swim trunks and gave them a pull. Arlong's thick, ten-inch cock sprang up, hard and ready for her. Nami gulped, she never quite got used to seeing it up close.

Her hands seemed so small as they wrapped around the grey cock and directed it to her mouth. She just barely managed to get her lips around the bulbous head. She started to boh up and down, sucking on his smooth helmet.

Nami slurped as she sucked, working her hands around his dick, it was thick as a sword handle but the girl had enough experience with it by this point. She knew she would be able to take the whole thing if she tried hard enough.

Her large, brown eyes gazed up at him as she polished his knob, pushing her lips just a little deeper each time. Arlong chuckled as his large webbed hands ran through her orange hair, sweeping it out of her face and bundling it behind her head as she bobbed up and down. Nami sucked, her lips smacked around the large grey shaft. Her tongue flicked at the head with each pull back.

"Shahahahaha," Arlong laughed, "Nami you always give the best blowjobs. Easily better than your sister."

The comment irked her, but his strong, fishman hand held her head down, keeping her mouth around his cock. Her eyes showed her anger but any attempt to speak only came out as an "Ulk" when Arlong pushed more of his cock down her throat.

"Shahaha, you always look so angry. Acting like you hate being our little cock sleeve, but you are constantly crawling back to us," Arlong pushed her down further, now was the time for Nami's skill to implement. All ten inches of the sawfish man's cock went past the Navigator's soft lips and down her throat. Her chin was buried into his balls as her hands gripped the swim trunks around Arlong's thighs. He continued, "I know you're going to say you do it all for your sister, but let's get real. She likes it even more than you do."

Saliva burst past her lips as she coughed, her throat trying to clear the obstruction being held there. Her eyes were watering as she choked, deprived of oxygen. She gripped his shorts tighter, beating her fists against his legs as she tried to breathe.

Finally, Arlong gripped her long, orange hair and yanked her off of his cock. The grey shaft slid out of her mouth and sprang up. Nami gasped loudly, spit poured down her chin. Her eyes were wide as she embraced the oxygen entering her lungs.

Arlong laughed again, "Shahahaha, now get on my dick and ride me, slut."

Still panting, trying to calm her lungs and heart, she used the back of her hand to wipe off her chin and climbed onto Arlong's lap. Nami said, "Yes, Captain."

Perched on top of the much larger man, Nami hiked up her skirt and positioned herself on the tip of Arlong's dick. She took a deep breath as the head slipped inside of her tight pussy. She gripped her skirt tight and bit her lip as the dick slid deeper and deeper. When she finally took the whole thing, she let out a long sigh.

Nami's juicy ass started to bounce up and down on the fishman's dick, her large tits also moved up and down, thudding against her chest with each motion. She removed her top and tossed it to the ground beside the deck chair.

The cock struck deep inside of her, the girth was extraordinary for her slender frame. Her eyes rolled back as she felt the gargantuan shaft squeeze inside of her, stretching her hole to fit.

Arlong was a despicable creature, a truly trash person who was inhuman in every sense of the world, but the thing Nami hated the most was that he was right and had read her like a book. She enjoyed being here, she missed home when she was away, not the tangerine orchard, but Arlong Park getting fucked by fishmen day and night. It was such a turn-on to be overpowered and manhandled by the sinister pirates. The only time she'd felt as good was when Luffy and Zoro were tag-teaming after Syrup Village.

Arlong's hands held her hips, working her up and down on his shaft. He thrust his hips up, spearing his long dick into the woman over and over again, she cried out with every jab. Her eyes were rolled back, her jaw was hanging open with her tongue lolling out. Arlong's cock never failed to make her cum over and over again, he was definitely her favourite of the fishmen to fuck.

"You like that dick, Nami?" Arlong shouted, speeding up his thrusts to a jackhammer-like pace.

Nami was being shook, her tits jiggled as the pirate fucked her rapidly. She squealed, "Yes, Captain. I love your big cock!"

Nami cried out again, her hands gripping Arlong's wrists for support as she came like an explosion. Her eyes widened as she looked out into the distance but not focused on anything but the intense surge of pleasure driving through her body.

Arlong stood up, his hands cupped Nami's ass as her legs wrapped around his waist. She held onto his neck with both hands as he started to bounced her on his dick, standing.

Nami buried her face his chest as she bit her lip. Tears were at the corners of her eyes as the thick cock stretched her tight pussy. Gravity assisted Arlong as he pounded her pussy. His strong fingers dug into her soft buttocks.

Nami gasped as the cock suddenly left her pussy, she was lifted off it and turned upside down. He laid her down on the deck chair, with her head at the bottom and her feet over the headrest. Nami had to lie there and watch as Arlong's cock, wet with her pussy juice, neared her mouth.

Between Arlong's legs she looked at at open sea, his cock thrust down her throat as he orally abused her. Nami gagged as she choked on the cock, saliva poured past her lips and down her face.

Just before the spit caused her to close her eyes, she thought she saw a pirate ship on the horizon.

Nami didn't have a second to dwell on that, Arlong had a tit in each hand using them as handles as he fucked the Navigator's mouth. He was already nearing completion while he was fucking her, so he only needed a few seconds to unleash his load directly into her mouth. For Nami, it was like wrapping her lips around a garden hose. Cum gushed into her mouth, faster than she could gulp it down. She coughed and felt the cum spill from her mouth and decorate her face.

"Shahahaha!" Arlong laughed as he jerked the last few drops onto her bare chest. He looked at his crew and said, "She's all yours now."

Nami rubbed her fingers to her clit, as she licked all the cum her tongue could reach.

Several days later, some surprise visitors arrived. Luffy and his other pirates had come to 'rescue' her.

When the Strawhat kicked open the gates, Nami had been riding Arlong as he sat on his lounge chair.

The two pirates clashed, Luffy was determined to have Nami as his navigator and wouldn't take no for an answer. After a prolonged battle, Luffy strettched his foot high into the sky and brought his heel down on Arlong's head, shouting, "SHE'S NOT JUST OUR NAVIGATOR! SHE'S OUR WHORE!!!"

Nojiko seemed to be the only one on the island upset that the Arlong Pirates were on their way to Impel Down. Even Nami was relieved, she was happy that Luffy won and actually looked forward to sailing on his ship.

Nami hugged her sister goodbye, apologizing she would not be able to help with the orchard anymore.

"Oh before you go," Nojiko told her, "I should probably tell you that when the Strawhats were trying to find out what the deal was with Arlong, that guy Usopp was hiding out at the house."

"So?"

"So... I sort of... fucked him... a couple times."

Nami's face turned red with anger, she was going to beat the shit out of that idiot.

The bell rang as Tashigi entered the small sword shop. The store owner greeted her cheerfully as he looked up from his book. He was leaning over the counter with a sword rack next to him.

The young woman was a Master Chief Petty Officer, she was in this town on business. Vice Admiral Smoker was on the trail of a pirate crew and was interviewing the mayor about their last sighting. Tashigi had snuck away to browse through the local shop.

Not too long ago, they had been in Loguetown when by pure chance, the Pirate Hunter Roronoa Zoro has stumbled upon two high-grade sword. The shop had been low in reputation, a good enough place to have your blade sharpened but not a place you would find something that quality.

It had occurred to her that even shopkeepers could have incredibly famous swords in their shop and not even know it. The odds were slim, but there was nothing to lose by looking.

Tashigi rested her thick-framed glasses on top of her head and said, "Do you mind if I look around?"

She was conservatively dressed, wearing a yellow shirt decorated with sunflowers. Her Marine jacket was over that, navy blue with a fur-lined collar. A pair of sensible slacks to complete the outfit, she wasn't much of a kicker when it came to fights but she needed to run and chase should the situation call for it.

Tashigi began perusing the sword selection, occasionally referencing her index for maker's marks and quality, determined to find a Meito, one of the graded swords that had been dispersed through the world. Her goal in life was to collect them all, put them in the hands of the Marines instead of despicable pirates.

The collector took a sword from a rack, it looked promising. She unsheathed it a couple inches to view the golden mark at the base of the blade. It wasn't in her book, so it wasn't a Meito.

"I have a feeling I know what you're doing," the shopkeeper called from across the store. Surprised and feeling guilty, Tashigi almost dropped the sword she was holding. She had to remind herself she wasn't stealing anything. The local said, "You're trying to find some hidden treasure in my tiny, little store."

"Um, yes..." Tashigi blushed, she had been trying to hide her intentions. If the shopkeeper had been oblivious, she might have been able to haggle a deal for a world-famous sword.

"Well you're actually quite in luck, because I have this..." A katana in a green scabbard was placed on the table. The man opened the sheath to show a gold hawk emblem on the blade. It wasn't a highly-praised sword, but to the Marine's surprise it was a Meito.

"How much?" Tashigi blurted out. The Marines were funding her quest, so money was not an issue. She still needed to bargain though.

"500 thousand berries," the shopkeeper said. It was a steep price, most pirates in the East Blue didn't have a bounty that was even close to that.

"Deal," Tashigi said, snatching the sword off the counter, "the Marines will send you payment within a week."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,," said the shopkeeper, "I'm a small shop, I can't afford to live off of IOU's. You're going to need to pay me some sort of down payment."

Tashigi explained, "I'm sorry, but I don't carry much money when I'm working. The Marines usually just reimburse whatever expenses we have directly to the vendor."

"So you're just playing with someone else's money then? What are YOU going to do to get this sword?"

"Well..." Tashigi contemplated her options.

"I'll tell you what, you do me a favour and I'll take your deal."

"What do you mean by favour?" Tashigi had an odd feeling she already knew.

"Come behind the counter and get kn your knees would be a nice start..."

The girl adjusted her glasses, she had put them down to read from her book. She really wanted this sword, this was a test of her resolve. She agreed.

Tashigi used her Marine jacket to kneel on as she got down on the floor. The shopkeeper unzipped his pants and his dick flopped out, eager to meet the young swordswoman.

She wrapped her lips around the cock immediately, wanting to secure the deal as quickly as possible. Tashigi had a looming sense of dread that Smoker would come looking for her before too long.

The dick hardened in her mouth, she could feel the head bulging on her tongue. Hopefully she could finish before too long.

She was not ready for when his hand was applied to the back of her head. The cock pushed fully into her mouth, the helmet dipped into her throat.

Tashigi gagged on the large dick, feeling saliva dripping from her lips as a result of a forced-open mouth. She attempted to breath out through her nose but with her face buried in the shopkeeper's crotch, all she did was steam up her classes, rendering her almost completely blind.

The shopkeeper held his cock down her throat until he could tell her lungs couldn't take it a second longer. He pulled it and watched the Marine cough for a while until he decided she could receive more face-fucking.

Wishing to get the most out of his 'deposit,' the shopkeeper did not assault her orally for too long. Soon, he grew bored of ram his dick down her and opted to explore more of the sword collector.

Tashigi was so busy catching her breath, she didn't even realize that the man was yanking down her pants. He had yanked her to her feet and bent her over the shop's counter. His fingers were in the waistline of her uniform slacks tugging at them until they were past her rump and fell to the floor. It would been much easier if he had just undid them first.

The swordswoman felt the shopkeeper's hands on her hips as he thrust his cock deep into her pussy. She was now thankful she had lubricated it with her saliva.

Still she let out a loud moan as the cock drove into her, so hard that his hips smacked against her round buttocks. Tashigi gripped the edge of the counter and threw her head back with another cry as the shopkeeper fucked her harder.

"Fuck, you're loud," he complained. He grabbed an object and ordered, "Bite down on this."

Tashigi took it and realized it was a sword handle, with a guard, wrapping and a pommel, but no blade. She gulped and decided that she would use it, she opened her mouth and placed it between her teeth. As she held in the handle in her mouth, she thought about the three-style swordsman, Roronoa Zoro and the way he bit down on a sword handle.

The thought led her down a road of thinking about Zoro and how she had been so impressed by him. She sort of wished it was him fucking her instead of some pervy shopkeeper. She started picturing the green haired pirate being the one behind her and suddenly she was enjoying herself a lot more.

She rocked back, ramming her ass towards the shopkeeper/Zoro, his dick driving harder into her pussy than before. In a small amount of time, she was enjoying herself maybe too much.

As she experienced an unexpected orgasm, Tashigi impulsively slapped the counter as she threw her head back. Her eyes were rolled back, her glasses were wildly crooked, the sword handle dropped out of her mouth as she gasped dramatically.

Vice Admiral Smoker lit a cigar as he watched the unconscious pirate was brought below decks to the cell in the bottom of the ship. He had tracked them to a barn on the outskirts of town, where they had been hiding out since they spotted the Marine ship on the horizon. Unfortunately for them, they'd caused enough noise getting out of Dodge they'd created a handy trail to follow.

He lit another cigar as he spotted Tashigi climbing back aboard.

"You missed all the action," he said between his cigars.

"Sorry, I got... Held up. It was my fault," his subordinate apologized with a bowed head. Smoker eyes noticed the cum stain on her shirt before he noticed the new sword slung under her arm.

"Looks like you had your own share of action," Smoker said, restraining his comments. Her hair was a mess, her face was flush, he could figure out what had happened.

Tashigi knew he knew, but sought to distract him with her prize. She drew the blade from the scabbard, to her eyes the blade didn't match the description in her book.

"You dropped something," Smoker pointed at the deck of his ship at Tashigi's feet.

The woman picked it up and realized the Maker's mark had somehow fallen off. The truth hit her like a cannonball. She'd just blown a shopkeeper for a forgery.

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