Nami Vs.

Nami awoke to the sensation of cold water splashing her face. She

spluttered as she came to her senses, taking in her surroundings. She was

in an open field, surrounded by countless men, some whom she

recognized as the thugs she defeated earlier. Two thugs from both sides

held her up by her arms, her bra still tucked above her exposed breasts.

And standing merely a few feet away was the grotesque body of imitation

Luffy.



“Finally awake, woman?” he snarled. “You really humiliated me back

there, but there are none who oppose Straw Hat Luffy and walk away

unscathed.”



“Straw Hat who?” the girl snarled, aiming a well-placed spit right

between the big man’s eyes.



“WENCH!” Fake Luffy screamed in anger as he struck her hard

across the face. Nami didn’t break her stare, determined not to let this fat

tub of lard have the satisfaction of dominating her. “Ho~?” Fake Luffy

cooed. “You’re feisty. I like that. It will be real fun watching you beg for

mercy at my feet.”



With a quick motion, he jammed his hand down Nami’s pants. She

cringed as his fingers found and squeezed down on her clitoris shielded by

her panties. A sick grin stretched over his face as he watched the poor

girl’s face of discomfort under his assault. “I think it’s time to see what

down under, don’t you?” Nami’s eyes widened as the wannabe grabbed

the edges of her pants. Just as she opened her mouth to protest, Fake

Luffy pulled outwards with surprising strength, tearing the fabric away from

the legs they tightly covered. “White?” he scoffed as Nami’s panties were

revealed for all to see. “You’re more innocent than you look, girlie.” He

made a motion with his hands, and the rest of the men joined in his

mocking of the girl now stripped down to her underwear and shoes.



“Don’t tell me…” the man’s eyes suddenly widened in realization.

Once again he jammed his hand against Nami’s lower regions, this time

sticking a finger violently into her vagina. His sick smile became even

sicker when his finger encountered a barrier. He broke into a hysterical

laugh, “Damn, seriously? This wench is a freaking virgin!”



Nami looked away in shame as comments of disbelief came from

every direction. She had worked hard to maintain her chastity up to this

point, but her efforts appeared to be working against her as the

surrounding crowd became more spirited and aggressive with the idea of

raping the unspoiled girl.



“Bring it out!” Fake Luffy called into the crowd. In response, out

came the imitation Franky and Sogeking, carrying a large video

transponder snail. “The point of bringing you here was to show the world

what happens to those that mess with Straw Hat Luffy. Right now, images

of your public humiliation are being broadcast live, all over the island!” He

licked his lips, “scream really loud for me.”



With that, Nami had seen enough. She threw her weight to the side,

knocking down the thug holding her on the left, and then followed with a

swift knee into the gut of the thug on her right. Surprised by her sudden

spirit, Fake Luffy was caught completely unprepared as her foot scored a

clean hit to his jewels. He fell to the ground, completely winded. For a brief

moment, there was hope in the young female pirate’s eyes. Hope that she

would be able to make a clean escape. This hope however, was destroyed

when she realized that there was no gap or room for escape through the

thick wall made of perverted pigs. From all sides, burly men with obvious

erections stood confused, wondering what had just happened.



“DON’T JUST STAND THERE,” Fake Luffy shrieked through pained

gasps, “GET HER!”



Suddenly it became chaos as every man in the crowd charged

forward, wave after wave towards the defenseless Nami. Fake Sogeking

was the first to reach her, only to have her fist meet his chin. The woman

fought hard, but it soon became obvious that without her weapon, she was

no match for the hundreds of men with the same perverted mission. From

all sides, men groped and pulled at her breasts; foreign hands rubbed their

way down her body; and some fortunate enough to get close enough

began licking her body like a Popsicle.



“ENOUGH!” roared Fake Luffy, now recovered and seething with

rage. “Move aside, she’s mine.” The mob obediently stepped aside,

leaving Nami gasping for breath on the floor. “Get a good shot of this,” he

motioned to Fake Franky with the Video-Snail. “I’m gonna break this bitch

till there’s nothing left.” Nami came to her senses in time to see Fake Luffy

drop his pants, revealing a monster of a cock, covered in hard bumps and

clearly unnatural to regular standards.



“Wha- what is that?” Nami stuttered in fear, now completely out of

strength.

“Your new master,” Fake Luffy laughed. He reached down and

pulled Nami up by her fiery hair, smiling as he was rewarded with a scream

of pain from his unfortunate victim. With his other hand, he grabbed what

remained of her bra, and ripped it from her body. He let her head fall into

his arms, and held her out to admire his work. Nami was now panting hard,

helpless to do anything against her captor. His mouth then went over to

her breasts, playing and suckling with them like a child and his new toy.

Nami moaned from the assault, but quickly went to a deafening scream as

Fake Luffy’s teeth grinded and pulled at her nipples.



“It hurts,” she gasped with tears in her eyes. “Please… stop.”

“Oh I’m not near done with you yet,” Fake Luffy said. He reached

down to her panties, and like her bra, it was quickly turned to shredded

fabric. He lifted her high up by the waist, positioning her over his erect

beast of a penis for all to see. And with one quick movement, he pulled the

poor girl onto his cock, shoving every painful inch into her hole at once

instantly ripping through her virginity.



Nami screamed like she had never screamed before. Her cries were

filled with unimaginable pain and anguish. The look of pain and humiliation

on her face, and the shock in her eyes; along with Fake Luffy’s giant

member pounding in and out of Nami’s bloody pussy was captured

perfectly by the video-snail for all to see. The wondrous moment Fake

Luffy had been waiting for was pure ecstasy, while Nami felt as if her world

had fallen. He continued to thrust in and out of the girl, completely ignoring

her pleas for him to stop. With one hand, he continued to piston her up and

down his shaft, while the other fondled her breasts and squeezed her

nipples. Tears streamed down her face, the once proud navigator now

moaning and gasping as her cunt was defiled and battered. After what

seemed like an eternity, Fake Luffy’s thrusts quickened, and with one final

thrust shoved his entire shaft into Nami, holding her in place as he

released his load inside her.



Nami shook her head frantically as she felt the hot liquid shoot into

her womb; the force of the ejaculation so incredible that she would have

flown off of Fake Luffy’s member if it weren’t for his grubby hands holding

her down. His juices overflowed out of her, spraying all across the floor

beneath them. All the girl could do was sob, realizing what had just

happened was all too real. Not bothering to remove her from his shaft,

Fake Luffy called over to Fake Sogeking, “Hey, Sogeking. She gave you a

good bit of trouble too didn’t she? There’s one more hole just for you!”



“No, you can’t!” Nami objected, now revived at the repulsion of what

was about to happen. “No… No!” She continued to shout as Fake

Sogeking unzipped his pants. Fake Luffy followed by pulling Nami to the

ground with him, making her more accessible to her unwanted intruder. All

she could do was scream, as her anal virginity was painfully taken.



“How does it feel having lost both your virginities girlie?” Fake Luffy

laughed, completely enjoying the pained yelps coming from above. It

wasn’t till after 15 minutes of horrid double penetration that both the large

men decided to release deep inside her. This time, Fake Luffy decided not

to hold her down, instead giving her a deep and smelly kiss, before waves

of searing hot liquid launched into both of Nami’s holes, shooting her into

the air, shortly after landing with a wet thud in a large pool of cum. She

was out of breath, and did not have the strength to do anything else but cry

and gasp for air, defeated on the ground.



“Don’t rest too early, girl,” Fake Luffy grinned. “There are a lot more

men here who I’m sure are dying to give you a good pounding. Hell there

are even some who I know will love experimenting their devil fruit-abilities

on that cute lil-bod of yours.”



And to add the final touches of his own personal revenge, he lifted

her once again by the hair, and shot another load over her face. He

cleaned his dick off her breasts, and threw her into the crowd for the rest of

the men to enjoy.



The video-snail whirred as it continued recording, the image of a

naked Nami huddled and surrounded by hundreds of sex-hungry men.

Their cocks all exposed and erect, closing in on her vulnerable body.





…To be Continued?