章節 33: Sanctuary in the Sand: Chapter 5 - Desperation (Part 2)
"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 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."
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