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Lemon Saga: Interludes
By : Watchop
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Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece.
Chapter 6:
Frozen Heart
CREW SWAP: Monet ~ Heart Pirates
Summary
What if Monet didn't die by Caesar's hands on Punk Hazard. Using his medical knowledge and devil fruit to preserve her heart and body. Now with his alliance with the Strawhats officially over and the Yonko's defeated Law feels this is the best time to reawaken the Snow Woman and strengthen his forces. (Continuation of Doctor's Assistant.)
[New World: Sea Path, NorthEast of Wano]
(Law POV)
It was a miracle Monet was still alive. Heart pierced through inadvertently by the foolish Caesar Clown while lying helplessly in front of the islands self-destruct button she should have died.
It was only through good fortune that her devil fruit was able to subconsciously preserve her body, slowing her breathing, and limiting her bodily function in a desperate attempt to save her life. These methods alone would have been useless given the compromised state of her heart but if there was one thing Trafalgar Law had learned since working alongside the scientist was to never underestimate Caesar Clown's incompetence.
While far from perfect given his own immense medical skill Monet's heart was salvageable.
Ever the tactician Law had seen the value in the woman and wasn't careless enough to let her mind and devil fruit go to waste.
It was easy for him to heal the damage to Monet's heart while keeping her comatose. It was slightly harder for him to convince the female captain to store her on the SAD Tanker given how she nearly took her life. Luckily her still wounded pride wouldn't allow her to owe a pirate like him anything so she begrudgingly agreed.
It had taken a long time to get around to reclaiming her body given their adventures in Wano following their victory in Dressrosa but better late than never (1).
Stashed away in his private room Law had Monet's avian body lying on an operation table. Her body still and breathes shallow in unconsciousness.
Injecting her with a potent cocktail of drugs the Supernova captain observed her as she reawakened. Heavy eyelids fluttering as her bright eyes opened.
Bolting forward in a gasp Monet's amber eyes moved widely across the room until she noticed him. The two gazing into each other's eyes before the harpy's eyes narrowed in recognition and hatred.
Any opportunity for deescalation gone as she roared in deviance. Summoning a powerful snowstorm as she spread her wings and attacked.
Try as she might Monet was easily defeated by the former Warlord. Only a brief exchange being enough for the Logia user to realize that the gap in power between them had only grown into a chasm in her time asleep. His miraculous growth in power in such a short time giving more credence to his story of the raid on Onigashima.
The very idea of Law and Strawhat's alliance defeating not only Doflamingo but Kaido & Big Mom, two unapproachable pillars of the New World, seemed inconceivable despite the newspaper Law had given proving it to be true.
This new information turned Monet's world completely around. Her master was gone, almost certainly now locked away in the deepest depths of Impel Down. She knew she had no hope of rescuing him or any of the others so that left her alone. Now face to face with the man whose plans made this all happen.
"Is this the reason you brought me back Trafalgar? To gloat?" Monet questioned.
"I wouldn't spend my time bringing you back for something so petty Monet-ya. I've gotten my revenge on Doflamingo, that is behind me. I'm now concerned about the future and to see what it holds I need my crew as powerful as possible. That's where you come in."
"You expect me to betray my master by joining you?" She spit with fire in her voice.
Law only smiled as he looked down at the defeated harpy. A glint in his eyes she remembered all too well on the face of the Heavenly Demon.
"No. I expect, given enough time, for you to realize who your new master is?" He threatened before raising his hand, summoning another ROOM, and bringing his cursed longsword down.
It was a strange sensation being dissected inside Law's operation room. The lack of pain when being cut by his sword combined with the feeling of weightlessness as pieces of her body hovered apart from one another was particularly unpleasant for her. Any attempt to morph and reattach her body ruined by Law with a strong burst of Haki.
Monet watched, her disembodied head stuck to the ground, as Law split apart her body. Her wings discarded while her upper and lower halves were mounted on the nearest wall.
A unique sense of helplessness ran through her as she felt Law's rough hands move down her body. Monet struggling against his hold as her clothes were roughly torn off her and thrown aside.
She moaned as she felt Law molest her breasts. The bizarre voyeuristic thrill of watching herself be used like this making a shameful blush grow on her face.
She watched him lower his trousers and felt him as the head of his member pressed against her.
"Aaaaghhhh!" Monet screamed, her neutral facade broken as she felt the Supernova pierce through her, avian legs kicking wildly as the captain took her from behind. Law flashing a smirk as he lifted a spare hand and focused his powers toward the severed head.
"Shambles."
Stuck to the ground below her spread legs Monet was given a front row seat to her own violation. Unable to look away as she watched Law's cock split her poor pussy in half. The visuals confirming what she felt as Law's giant log of a cock hammered away inside of her.
Her look of horror only growing worse as her own arousal started to rain down onto her from above. The slick sound of their linked sexes filling her ears.
Monet was completely overwhelmed. She wasn't used to this form of sexuality. Her meager experiences in intimacy completely vanilla compared to the dominant, masochistic sex he was putting her through.
She didn't know long she stayed like this. The liquid from her numerous forced orgasms drenching her face, nearly blinding the green haired spy. Her torture ending with the masculine grunt of the man above her as he was finally pushed to his limit.
Pulling out of her the tattooed captain aimed his cock downward before he came. His heavy load spilling onto the metal floor and covering her unprotected face with his essence. Her green hair only visible under his release, a patch of grass in a sea of white as her features were completely covered.
"Are you sure about this captain?" Uni asked, the nervousness in his voice shared by the rest of the crew as they watched their captain's party disembark.
They had discovered this small winter island this morning. Still a few days away from their next destination Law had decided to make a small pitstop and hopefully stock up on supplies.
A party of Law, Bepo, Shachi, Penguin, and Jean Bart was made to explore the island for any possible threats and resources while the rest of the crew stayed put and waited for their return.
Unfortunately this left the remaining crew members alone to take care of the dangerous Snow Harpy their captain had decided to bring aboard their ship.
"I told you it will be fine Uni. As long as you follow the instructions I've given there should be no problems." Law ordered, handing the tall, puffy-haired man a folded piece of paper.
"Monet will be on her best behavior anyway so everything should go smoothly." Law explained as the group walked down the gangway, his voice growing a hard edge as he looked in the former spy's direction.
Monet flashing Law a warm smile as she lifted her leg, showing everyone the seastone cuff hanging from her ankle.
Monet's warm smile growing more sinister the minute the Supernova captain was out of sight. Mischievous thoughts forming in her brain.
It was painfully easy for Monet to seduce the two men assigned to watch over her. A flirtatious wink here, an accidental brush of her chest against their bodies there, and a multitude of suggestive offers being more than enough to push their buttons. The taller of the men being far more reserved and unwilling to indulge in her seduction meanwhile his shorter, bald companion fell hook, line, and sinker.
In a secluded recreation room inside the large sub of the Polar Tang Monet could be seen swapping spit with the chubby man while his companion stood by the door. Pushing him into a nearby chair before Monet started an elaborate routine, using her wings to cover her body like an exotic fan dancer.
Absorbed in the strange but exciting dance the pirate's eyes only widened when he was hit in the face with three garments of clothing. Pulling the fabrics off of his face only to realize he was holding the shirt, shorts, and skimpy underwear of the false harpy.
Spreading her wings he was treated to the sight of her nude body. Her large breasts siting high and proud on her chest, her nipples pointed and hard while her hairless cunt was clear for all to see.
With a flap of her wings Monet took flight, the female harpy perched on his lap as he sat in a chair. A goofy smile growing across his mustached face as the bird woman peppered it in kisses.
Wrapping her wings around him she made a cocoon of feathers around the two as she locked lips with him. Their tongues swirling around one another while she ground her crotch against the man's lap.
CLICK!
Opening her arms Monet exposed her neck to the pirate. The man taking her invitation and sucking desperately on her exposed pale flesh.
Monet looking down at the seastone cuff now lying uselessly on the floor, her sharp talons glinting mischievously.
With a deep exhale Monet covered the entire room floor with a thin layer of snow that trapped both men in their place.
A devious smirk growing on Monet's face as she felt his body shiver, his lips now frozen to the cold surface of her neck.
Large predatory teeth growing from her mouth as her jaw began to open at an unnatural angle. Leaning over his shoulder the green haired harpy prepared to bite down on his exposed shoulder, massacre both men, and make her escape when, through her peripheral, she saw the tall, bandana-faced man pull out a small cube-like object from the pocket of his boiler suit. The cube glowing a bright red color before her vision turned white.
It took precise application of his Op Op Fruit to remove Monet's nucleus accumbens. An extremely tiny portion of the brain this structure was often described as the brain's pleasure center. Holding the marble-sized structure now inside a clear cube Uni's firm grip was more than enough to set the organ into overdrive.
Flooding her body with more dopamine than it had ever experienced before Monet was reduced to a howling mess. Her body spasmed wildly on the ground as if she was having a seizure while her exposed pussy all but spitting out female nectar. Multiple compounding orgasms raking her body from her overcharged nerves.
Monet's control of her power slipping; thawing the icy trap around Uni's feet as a mini snowstorm swirling around her while she shifted between a mass of vaguely humanoid snow and her normal avian form.
Word of Monet's erotic display had spread through the sub. A crowd of the remaining 15 crew members gathering to see her sensual performance.
While more than stimulating for the assembled pirates eventually they took pity on her. Clione approaching the writhing mass and reattaching her seastone cuff while Uni lightened his grip on Monet's cube.
With her devil fruit power suppressed and the pressure in her brain weakening Monet's vision started to clear. Panting like a dog as her sore and overheated body finally stopped spasming. While she couldn't remember how long she'd been out she could still feel the phantom orgasms coming from her pussy. Her still glassy eyes squinting at the forms of the men around her, positive they were the cause of all of this.
Rolling off her back she struggled to get herself on all fours, Monet's avian wings proving too weak to hold her upper body weight, causing the top heavy beauty to fall on her face. Her pitiful expression as she turned her head to the side in hopes not to suffocate on her own tits. With her snow-white ass raised high above her head Monet created an utterly erotic image that got every Heart Pirate in the room's member to rise in excitement.
SMACK!
'Fuck!'
Letting out a low whimper of involuntary pleasure at the harsh slap Monet turned to glare at the offender, only to be greeted by the smirking faces of her handlers. Any retort at her treatment dying in her throat as another smack landed on her porcelain rump.
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
Her beautiful ass grew red from the chorus of slaps coming down on it. Her whines of protest turning into yells of pain before evolving into moans of carnal want. Monet's pleasure core glowing a brighter red as Uni stroked the tiny cube.
Smirking as he watched her body respond to her core. While nowhere close to the medical genius of his captain even the simple pirate knew there were similar nervous pathways between pleasure & pain and that with enough repeated stimuli he could make Monet's mind connect the two. A powerful tool he knew they'd need to properly train her.
Regaining her strength Monet crawled to her knees. Her breathing heavy and face flushed as she looked up at the faces of the men around her. Her face crotch level to the crotches of the men currently forming a circle as they stood above her.
THWACK!
Monet went crosseyed when one of the men unzipped the front of his boiler suit and slapped his cock onto her face.
"Don't worry about getting up Monet-Chan you're perfect right where you are." Said one of the men, his eyes shadowed by his wide brimmed hat as a smile stretched across his mustached face.
The sound of opening zippers rang around her and before Monet could think her vision was surrounded by the hard cocks of the Heart Pirate crew.
HWAACK!
In one motion he sheath his member inside the snow woman's chilly mouth. A muffled moan coming from her throat as her pussy started leaking from the rough treatment.
Monet's eyes bulged as she felt someone grab her lower half before a familiar piercing sensation go through her cunt.
"MMNG-MMNH!" She cried as both her holes were filled, the men building a steady rhythm as they fucked her. The bird-like woman looking more like a stuffed pig as she was spit-roasted between the two.
With a pair of calloused hands firmly gripping the roots of her green hair Monet felt the man above force her to pick up the pace. Her face a blur over his crotch as he grew ever closer to his release. Meanwhile the equally enthusiastic man behind her had a death grip on her thighs as he hips as he pounded her backdoor; her once pristine ass thoroughly broken in from her captors relentless fucking.
They worked in perfect harmony as they fucked her, one man pulling out of her overstretched mouth when the other would force himself all the way in and vice versa.
Monet's mind had long stopped spinning, the intelligent woman compartmentalizing her pleasure the best she could as she reflected on her current position.
She was at their mercy now, the single focus in a hurricane of lust. The once proud soldier under the banner of a man she believed would obtain immortality and rule this world reduced to the plaything of the man essential in his defeat and even further diminished now into a cum-dumpster for that man's underlings.
They'd made a game of taking her at this point. Passing her body between them in an orderly clockwise motion as they defiled her holes, two at a time. Anger and complaints were thrown her way at this inconvenience.
Apparently her sharp talons that served as feet and angel-like wings for hands while attributing greatly to her otherworldly appeal proved utterly worthless and at worst dangerous when it came to sex. Causing the men adjacent to her having to wait for their turn without any form of stimulation from her.
Unfortunately while limiting the amount of men she was forced to please at a time it did make them all the more enthusiastic when their turns came around.
"Hey, Monet, don't forget to swallow every drop of it, alright?! I don't want you wasting the cum I've very graciously given you!" Hakugan ordered, his naturally deep voice sounding strained as the masked man was pushed over the edge.
Smashing her pretty face into his groin he crouched over her as he emptied his balls. Taking another load of cum down her throat Monet didn't struggle, instead flexing her throat muscles around him and milking him completely.
Gulping down the release her eyes narrowed with every chug of cum. Her stomach, at this point, filling up with what felt over a gallon of virile sperm.
With his hold weakening Monet was able to drag her mouth off the masked man's cock with a loud pop. The rancid smell of semen on her breath making her nose crinkle.
Her brief moment was rest ending when she felt the previously idle cock in her ass move. The hooded man behind her, Clione she recalled, hilting himself completely in her ass. Monet feeling his cock twitch and throb inside her before it released, filling her insides with another anal creampie.
Sucking yet another dick clean, as she had been ordered for the umpteenth time, Monet looked into the eyes of the nondescript pirate.
The large group had mostly disbanded at this point. Each pirate having unleashed their own share of cum inside her at least once.
The remaining members staying in hopes to have another round at her or in her current partners case have the slutty harpy clean up the mess she'd made of their members.
Monet worked tirelessly, twisting her tongue around his cockhead, carefully cleaning every ridge of his manhood of any leftover cum.
She let out a sharp groan of pain when she felt the pirate's hand tighten in her hair as he roughly pulled himself free from her mouth.
"Show me!" He ordered harshly, a satisfied smile forming on his face as he saw her open her mouth. The pink tongue swimming in the sea of white that before her lips closed. The audible gulp of her throat as she swallowed the salty load pleasing her new crewmates even more.
With every active cock on board thoroughly drained, the former spy was lying in a heap. Limbs spread wide in a rather indecent supine position with every detail of her slim and curvaceous body exposed as she struggled to catch her breath.
Her once tight but chilly walls had melted away under the constant friction from the gangbang and multiple hot creampies. Turning her once frigid cunt into a cool, wet, pleasurable tunnel that hungrily milked every cock that entered her dry.
Her powers, while outwardly contained, still worked inside of her body. Causing the steady flow of man milk inside of her to trickle from her holes in an icy slush.
The stray loads of the numerous Heart Pirates decorating her ravaged body.
Looking upwards as a shadow covered her already blurry vision Monet could make out the image of a familiar maid.
Using a wet rag to wipe as much of the caked on cum from the harpy's face and body as she could Baby 5 helped Monet to her feet. Ignoring the masculine stink of sex and cum that clung to the harpy Baby 5 helped guide her towards the sub's shower. Monet's gratitude at Baby 5's kindness nearly driving the woman to tears. Her initial thoughts of revenge against the men who had the nerve to treat her like their personal cumrag pushed aside at the prospect of a shower. Unfortunately her gratitude evaporated the minute she stepped through the door into the restroom and saw Ikkaku.
The dark-haired woman standing in the large communal shower, stark naked. Her wet, fit body covered in a heavy steam as she flashed her a naughty smile.
Instinctually taking a step back and turning around the harpy's escape was blocked by Baby 5.
The traitorous brunette's cheeks a deep red as she gave her an apologetic yet amorous look.
"Sorry." She whispered before she started removing her clothes.
'Fuck.' Monet thought as the two women approached her from both sides, their intentions more than clear.
The Snow Woman was surrounded by heat.
Laying spread eagle on the tiled bathroom floor, the hot water of the shower raining down on her, Monet felt like she was melting away.
Sitting comfortably on the Logia user Ikkaku's powerful thighs clenched around Monet's head. Squeezing it like a stress ball as she rocked in place.
Any form of complaints from her muffled. Her lips firmly pressed against Ikkaku's wet pussy. Finally relenting the snow woman opened her mouth and began licking away at her core. Her cold tongue pushing into her hot tunnel and driving her wild.
Leaning backwards Ikkaku's moans grew even louder as she felt her nose prod against the entrance of her puckered rosebud.
Holding her long bird legs in the air Baby 5 kept her talons a safe distance as she went to work. Spreading her thighs the submissive Paramecia type was nestled between her legs. Ignoring the dried cum staining her thighs and the small trickle of cum flowing from her slit Baby enthusiastically licked away at Monet's cool cunt. Thoroughly eating her pussy before aiming upwards, sucking hard on her swollen clit.
The erotic moans and muffled screams of the woman echoed off the walls, the three woman losing themselves to their carnal instincts.
(3 Days Later)
Making the most of their remaining downtime before they departed again the Heart Pirates were having fun. The North Blue natives building snowmen, throwing snowballs, and, if you were a certain polar bear, sleeping while buried up to the neck in snow.
Meanwhile Trafalgar Law decided to spend his time taking a leisurely stroll around the island, his longsword held in his right hand while a metal chain wrapped around his left.
The long metal chain shining in the sunlight, attached to the leash of his new pet.
Monet was walking beside her new owner. The smooth metal collar around her neck serving as her only piece of clothing. While immune to the chill of the winter island the female harpy still shivered. While she could easily escape given both the chain and collars lack of seastone she didn't even try, the broken woman's cheeks flushed as she endured the embarrassment of her body being completely on display.
Her large breasts swaying with every step, her new crew's Jolly Roger tatted on her left breast, over her heart, while two heavy barbell piercings swung from her erect nipples.
The rest of her body being no less scandalous; her torso now covered in graffiti. From derogatory nicknames like "Snow Cunt" and "Harpy Whore" covering her ribs, a bright pink heart drawn above her pelvis, numerous tally marks on her left asscheek, and an animal paw print on her right the Heart pirate crew had turned the green-haired woman into their personal dry-erase board.
Law had made it a habit to take her on these walks at least once a day. Her already wounded pride beaten even further into the dirt by her walk of shame, any shred of deviance leaving her at the mere sight of her captain's raised eyebrow.
Matching his strides the best she could Monet kept her head down. She was now fully tamed. A caged bird under a new master.
Chapter 6 End
(1)- It's definitely a stretch for how Monet's body got from Punk Hazard to Wano but I'll need yall to cut me some slack on that one. I can't see Law being able to convince to keep a frozen body on the Thousand Sunny.
Another chapter complete and I'm happy I was able to get this out.
I always liked Monet's character design. Voluntarily replacing your limbs with bird parts was just a cool concept I liked that made her stand out in comparison to so many other similar One Piece girls. (She really is the One Piece version of a Body Mod Artist)
My goal is to match up the chapter numbers for the two stories so I'll be putting out more Saga:Interlude chapters these next few months. Once I catch this story up I'll hopefully be able to put out one new chapter of each every month going forward.
Anyway Please Review, Follow, Favorite, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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Lemon Saga: Interludes