Nami Vs. Thriller Bark

“This can’t be happening!” Nami whimpered, huddled in the back of an old carriage, as a rotting hand shot up from the dirt outside. “ZOMBIES!”

It wasn’t long ago that she was testing the new Mini-Merry boat, built by Franky, when she ran into the shore and was flung from the vehicle onto land. From there, things only got wilder. From escaping from a 3-headed dog and unnatural disfigured creatures, to now being abandoned in the middle of a cemetery by a shady bat-like creep.

One by one, the dead rose from their graves, grimy hands outreached as they shambled their way to the lonely carriage. The few, who had surfaced next to the wagon, began to shake it back and forth. “They’re knocking over the carriage!” Nami realized. She screamed as she was tossed out, her body landing in the soft, moist dirt below. Before she realized, foreign hands were grabbing hold of her exposed legs. She pulled out her weapon in an attempt to knock them away, only to have it wrenched from her hands by another zombie from behind. Soon she was being touched from all directions; bandaged fingers pulled and pawed at her thin-white top, while others were licking her under her arms with their sandpaper-dry tongues. “Let me go!” she shouted, now more angry than scared. Her struggling was interrupted with a scream of surprise, as she felt the hands that had grabbed her legs move upwards and under her short-black skirt. She wriggled helplessly as they prodded her panties.

After deciding that they had played around long enough, the zombies below ripped Nami’s panties away from her legs. At the same time, her top finally gave way to the playing of the hands above, and was torn away, exposing her large breasts with a gratuitous bounce. “NO!” she cried in dismay, as fingers pinched and squeezed at their gained reward. The girl moaned in pain as he nipples were grated by the rough tongues, changing to a loud scream as one of her assaulters decided to bite hard onto her right breast. Another corpse followed suit, and bit down hard on her remaining teat, both pulling and suckling without remorse as all the restrained pirate could do was scream and swear in despair. “Please… stop,” she pleaded.

The zombies attacking her breasts then moved aside as the others forced her onto all fours, her rear pointed upwards. One of the larger dead moved behind her, his equally large cock erect and positioned just outside her vagina. “You wouldn’t,” she gasped, realizing what was coming next. “No,” she thrashed, “NOT BY A ZOMBIE!” It prodded its member at her entrance as if deciding how it would fit, and with one decisive thrust, it ripped through her hymen, forcing itself in all the way to the hilt. Nami’s screams echoed through the cemetery, her beautiful yet pained face showing humiliation she had never experienced before. The zombie wasted no time pounding its large member into the helpless girl, uncaring for the pain his dry cock was causing her, nor the blood that was leaking from her desecrated entrance. Her breasts bounced back and forth along with the violent rhythm from behind. The zombie then grabbed and lifted her by the legs and repositioned themselves into an upright position, not bothering to take a break from its brutal ravaging of the young girl’s body. Her breasts now bounced up and down for all to see as she moaned and yelped from her assault.

As the living corpse worked, it realized it was keeping its brethren from enjoying their new toy, and rotated Nami to face towards him, her rear now vulnerable for the next zombie in line to take her anal virginity. “Not there…” she whimpered in vein. The second zombie was as relentless as the first, viciously ramming its large member up her ass. Nami released another deafening scream as the undead cocks pumped her up and down. She moaned painfully as her insides were stirred and chafed by the continual grinding between the zombie sandwich. Their cocks were as rough as sandpaper, and each thrust made her yelp as they ravaged her from within. After several minutes, she felt their pace begin to quicken and shook her head frantically in disbelief. “No!” she screamed. “Zombies can’t… can they? Not by a zombie! No...no…NO!!!” And as she screamed, both zombies came deep within her, filling her womb and stomach with their filthy cum. “There’s… so much,” she cried. They continued to fill her with an unnatural amount, the overflow gushering out from below.

When they finally hit empty, they pulled out with a wet “POP”, and dropped the defeated pirate to the ground. Nami managed to get on her knees, and winced as she felt the zombie’s fluids continue to overflow out of her violated holes. Though before she could call it over, another zombie had worked its cock into her pussy. “No more!” She screamed, only to have another cock shoved down her throat. Throughout the night, Nami’s body continued to be groped, violated, humiliated, and completely abused by the hundreds of putrid zombies that lurked within the graveyard. Each time one had finished cumming inside her, another quickly took its place with just as much vigour. It wasn’t till daybreak, when the final zombie let his load loose inside her and retreated back underground after a job well-done.

The rising sun shone brightly on Nami’s overwhelmed and aching body She laid sprawled on the dirt-floor panting from exhaustion, her tears undistinguishable from the rotting semen that covered her entire body. She wept there till around noon, when she decided it be best to get moving before the zombies decided it was time for round 2. Using her torn clothes as a rag, she cleaned herself off the best she could, and limped towards the ominous castle looming over in the horizon. Hopefully there, she would find shelter and an explanation to just what was happening on this crazy island.

To be continued.