Love and Lust Ch 6 (One Piece) (Patreon)

Chapter Six: Sanju

Inside of a large, spectacular floating restaurant, the Baratie, the cooks worked away in the kitchen. Despite the slow day, every hand was kept busier than usual. It was because their waiters couldn’t handle the rough sea-faring cooks and walked out. Now the cooks were left to serve the food themselves.

Among these servers was the second-best chef in the kitchen, the Sous-chef. They were a real stand out, even among the skillful cooks, and no one who worked in the kitchen could deny the Sous-chef’s amazing skill.

The second-best chef in the kitchen. With a strong, noble heart and a powerful ambition. The best with knives above them all, no one would deny it. Because even among the roughneck, former pirates that made up the Baratie’s cook staff, they held a deep admiration for their second in command. One would even say they were even fiercely protective of the Sous-chef. Because they were the second-best aboard the ship… and the only woman inside the kitchen.

Sanju always had a bright, sparkling smile when she cooked food, giving every meal she made loving, doting attention that absorbed her entire focus. When she finished, she always let out a happy cheer, rushing out to present her fantastic food to the customers with the brightest smile on her face. Needless to say, she melted the rough, battle-scarred hearts of the seafaring cooks in a flash.

She really was the cutest. With a soft round face, always glowing with bright, toothy smiles. Her baby blue eyes sparkled while she cooked. Her short, wavy blonde hair hung low, pushed to one side, while her bangs covered one of her eyes cutely. Her other, exposed brow curled up in a little swirl.

She dressed properly, fitting the theme of their classy restaurant, but with the added cute appeal of a young woman. She wore a blue blouse, lightly striped with thin black vertical lines. It was tucked into a black classy skirt that covered all the way up her waist. It stopped just beneath her huge, pillowy breasts. Her tits were firm and full, the round globes stretching out far enough to strain the buttoned-up shirt she wore.

The tiny little tie she had hanging from her neck slipped down the swell of those huge orbs, hanging off the shelf of her breasts loosely. But she didn’t care, she lightly skipped down the steps of the spiral staircase. A heavy tray of food balanced perfectly on her lithe, slender fingers. She tucked a bottle of wine into her side as she bounded down the steps. Her expansive tits jumped up and down on her chest, bouncing and jiggling as she descended.

She drew many looks with her eye-catching tits. The little short skirt she wore drew attention to her long, toned legs. It swished and swayed around her silky smooth thighs, sending endless teasing glimpses to the men around her. Almost revealing her cute baby blue panties with every step she took… but never quite raising enough to actually flash anyone.

She happily skipped down the steps, whistling a cute tune as she went. Then her light blue heels clicked onto the tile of the floor. She turned and walked over to the table, planting one heel in front of the other, swinging her hips to her tune.

Then her whistle trailed off as she glanced to the door, hearing the soft chime of the bell as the door swung open. Her eyes went wide and she nearly tripped over herself as she stopped and stared.

Through the door, a handsome man stepped into the building. A bright, sunny smile on his face and a straw hat planted on his messy black hair. A wide black coat was thrown over his shoulders, bearing a Jolly Roger on the breast. She blinked and stared at his handsome, charming features, her eyes turning into hearts as she looked at him.

‘W-What is this…’ Her heart was thumping so loud she could practically hear it. Her head was spinning and her body was heating up. She felt just as warm as when she saw a beautiful woman, ‘B-But for a man..? I’ve never…’ Then her baby blue eyes finally registered the women flanking him on either side.

On his left was a cute young girl that had Sanju charmed. With eye-catching orange hair, big brown eyes, and beautiful features, the girl was certainly one of the prettiest she’d ever seen. Yet that cute beauty was clinging to the arm of the handsome pirate, like she’d already been claimed. Sanju would’ve grinded her teeth in jealousy, but something made her stop short.

The woman hanging off his other arm stole the attention of the entire restaurant in an instant. Her stunning beauty had men’s hearts leaping out of their chests in shock, and the moment Sanju laid her eyes on Boa Hancock, the most beautiful woman on the sea…

She turned to stone.

“Eeehh?!” Luffy gaped at her, “Hancock?” His onyx eyes turned to her in shock.

“I didn’t do anything.” She firmly said, raising an elegant brow as she stared at the young girl. Her eyes flickered around the room, then her beautiful features twisted as she noticed all the disgusting men openly staring at her. She huffed and considered turning the entire place to stone, just so she’d have some privacy with Luffy.

Luffy scratched his head, waving his hand in front of the poor girl’s face. He pouted as she didn’t respond, “Can you undo it?”

Hancock nodded at once to Luffy’s request. Bringing her perfect, slender fingers to her plush pink lips, she softly blew the young girl a kiss, “ Mezameyo… ”

The kiss flew toward the girl, splitting into dozens of small floating hearts that washed over her stone body. She cracked and shattered like glass, returning to normal. Her baby blue eyes blinked open and met Luffy’s. He was standing right in front of her, looking intently into her eyes.

She flushed red, shocked by his appearance, she leaped away with a cute shriek.

“Ah…” Her eyes went wide as that tray of carefully prepared food slipped out of her fingers. Instantly her heart was seized by a cold sudden feeling of fear.

That carefully cooked meal... Soup that took three full days to skim... The same meal she’d been slaving over with careful, delicate attention and caring, loving affection… It was about to be completely wasted. She watched as it fell from her hands, tilting slowly to the side…

“Oops…” Luffy quickly caught the tray with both hands. The bowls clattered loudly, but somehow not a single drop had been spilled.

Then her baby blue eyes went wide, “Y-You caught it…”

“Of course… I would never waste such good-smelling food!” He said loudly, his flickering to the soup as he licked his lips. His stomach rumbled loud enough for the whole restaurant to hear it.

Ba-dum! Ba-dum!

Sanju held a hand to her chest, feeling her heart rapidly beating away, ‘No way… this feeling… Could this be..? Is he the one..?’

He gulped loudly, but offered her the tray back, looking away from her with a big pout on his face. He wanted desperately to just eat it all himself, but he resisted, for now, thinking he’d get kicked out of the restaurant for that.

She took it back gratefully, a soft blush on her cheeks, “U-Um… if you want I can make something for you as well… let me just get this to its table…”

“Really?!” His face lit up like the sun, “That’ll be great thanks! I’ll go find an empty table!” Then he took Hancock’s hand in his own and was about to rush off to the nearest empty seat.

“Ah~ Luffy~!” Hancock softly gasped, feeling his rough hand hold tightly to her thin, delicate fingers. She blushed like a maiden, still weak to the simplest things when it came to Luffy.

“Actually Luffy…” Nami, on his other side, caught him by the collar, glancing around the restaurant, “Maybe we should see if they can bring our meals to the ship. I doubt this place can fit all thirty of us…”

Sanju looked between them, seeing the matching black coats, and nodded, “I-I can do that… Thirty’s no problem- no, even if it were a hundred I could do it.”

“Woah, really?” Luffy drooled imagining a hundred meals placed in front of him.

She nodded, a soft blush on her face as she saw his sparkling eyes, “Y-Yeah… I’ll be with you in just a sec, lemme drop this off..!” Then she turned, quickly carrying the tray off to the table, absently swinging her hips as she went. Her cheeks burned for the first time as she wondered if that handsome man was staring at her swaying ass.

She pushed down her feelings and faced her customers. Seeing them, she frowned at the look the man was giving her. Like he was annoyed at her for talking to the other customers. She puffed out her cheeks for a moment, ‘Like I would ignore a ship full of thirty hungry people just for you..!’

She wrinkled her cute button nose at his appearance. He was a rough sailor, she could see that at a glance. With his thick tan and light pink hair, washed out by the hot sun. He wore a rather bland white pinstripe suit.

She quickly walked up to the table. She didn’t even glance at the man’s date, something odd for her, as she had a fine appreciation for attractive women. Instead, she merely placed down their meals and poured them some wine.

Then the man starts monologuing about the taste. Acting like some wine connoisseur, he boldly declared the name of the wine, looking to her for confirmation. Innocently, she was somewhat impressed by his boldness and she curiously looked at the bottle in her hands. Then she frowned, “Uh… sorry, that’s not correct…”

His face shattered like glass, and her heart sank for a moment, thinking she’d accidentally brought out the wrong wine. While she was internally panicking, he was getting laughed at by the entire restaurant. His face went red and he glared down into his well-prepared soup, and suddenly started shouting at her.

Her eyes went swirly as she tried to keep up with his angrily shouted words but she was still in shock about the wine. Now apparently her precious food had a bug inside it?! How could that happen, this was a carefully maintained restaurant on the sea. How could they even get bugs here?

Then he drove an iron-knuckled fist down into the table, and her eyes went wide… and cold. Her carefully cooked soup spilled all over the floor, the bowl breaking in the fall. She sank to her knees as she stared at it… Her eyes were wide in shock.

Then Fullbody, boasting about his status as a Marine Lieutenant and how he was going to have this place closed off, suddenly started to realize his mistake. The entire place had gone quiet, all of them suddenly shooting him angry, disgusted looks. Confused, he looked down.

The ‘waiter’ he’d carelessly called a useless woman, was running her thin fingers through the spilled soup, big baby blue eyes watering up with tears, “M-My soup…” She muttered, “I-It took me three whole days to skim that soup…” She suddenly sniffled, her eyes blurry with tears, “A-And now you wasted it all…”

“Huh?!” Suddenly a rough, growling voice came from the spiral staircase, they looked up to see Paulie glaring down. A thick vein pulsed on his brow and he leaped over the edge, landing just behind Sanju. He rolled up his sleeves, “Some punk wasted your home-cooked meal!? That’s asking for a beating!”

Paulie’s loud, boisterous voice drew the rest out of the kitchen, and soon enough Fullbody was surrounded by rough, tough-looking men.

“Hey, the hell do ya think you're doin’ to our Sous Chef!?”

“Sanju’s our little sister you bastard! Make her cry and we’ll kill you!”

The cooks all whipped out sharp steak forks and deadly-looking knives. Brandishing them like a group of gangsters, they were ready to tear the man to pieces.

But then Sanju finally snapped. A loud crunch sounds throughout the restaurant as she balls up her fist. Crushing the sharp porcelain of the broken bowl into dust. She planted a firm hand on the floor and pushed off the ground in an elegant cartwheel. Her baby blue heel kicked Fullbody in the face as she lashed out with rage, “How could you waste my delicious food?!” In an instant, he was pounded into a bloody pulp by Sanju’s furious kicks.

As his body fell to the floor, a match was struck. Sanju’s cute, energetic aura was completely shattered by the fierce scowl on her lips… and the cigarette between them. She puffed out a cloud of smoke and shook her head, “You should know better than to provoke a cook when you’re at sea. That’s suicide…”

Then she huffed, crossed her arms under her massive bust, and stomped off to the door. The amazed, starry-eyed look in Luffy’s eyes made her feel much better. She silently ushered them out the door, and to their ship.

The gathered men all broke out in laughter, “Looks like our little princess didn’t need us after all.”

“Whaddya all doin’ standing around you useless cooks!” Paulie cried out, lifting the broken man with one massive arm, “Get back to work!” He barked, lugging the defeated Marine over one shoulder and throwing him out with the trash.

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“Wow~!” Sanju cried out in awe, her eyes turning into pink hearts as she ogled Luffy’s beautiful crew, “S-So many… Beautiful women!” Her lips were spread into a wide smile, arms spread as she admired the view.

The ship was pulled around to the back of Baratie, tucked in a blind spot from the windows so the Amazons cast off their cloaks. Their busty, bouncy bodies with huge, soft curves packed tightly away in those tiny animal print bikinis. They were all gathered around a long table, formed from a dozen smaller tables taken up from below deck so they could enjoy the restaurant’s food.

Sanju openly drooled at them all. The ones with their slender backs to her had their huge, meaty asses parked on stools. Their bikini bottoms still flashing her with plenty of juicy, soft flesh, some even showing glimpses of teasing crack.

And of course, the women facing her had rested their massive racks on the tables for support. Those big, full breasts barely kept decent by tight little bikinis. Every pair of soft, well-shaped titties were unique, tucked away into an equally unique, skimpy bikini top. Some were covered by tiny triangles, others were styled like halter tops, while a few delicious bikinis were tight-fitting slingshots. Merely two thin straps of cloth were the only defense those busty ladies had from flashing thick areola to any viewer.

In any case, no matter which way she looked her eyes were drowning in young, nubile, delicious womanly fat. Her brain was almost overloaded for breasts, eyes flickering around the entire deck desperately.

“I-I’m in paradise..!” She finally realized, falling to her knees dramatically.

“Hey, cook, join my crew!” Luffy said with a laugh, crouching down to place a hand on her shoulder.

She stared at his hand on her shoulder with an open mouth. She blinked as if she was uncertain it was really there. Then she suddenly twitched like she was struck by lightning. She grasped his hand tightly with both of hers, looking him dead in the eye. She stayed on the ground, kneeling at his feet and stared up at him reverently, like he was an angel descended from heaven. Sanju bowed her head and spoke passionately, her voice loud enough for the entire crew to hear, “Please take care of me… Captain !”

And just like that, they gained a new crewmate.

“Alright! Let’s have a big feast to celebrate!” Luffy’s cries roused the crew, and they echoed his cheer, “Cook~ Be sure to make us a big, delicious meal!”

She got to her feet, nodding seriously, “I’ll do my best..!” Then she rushed off to the kitchen. She returned in a flash, carrying a dozen plates all by herself. She placed them in a long line on the table, sending sweet, flirty words to every Amazon she drew close to. Then she shot off like a bullet again, completely absorbed in her task of feeding this crew of beauties. Her crew now, she internally squealed.

She still had her loyalty to owner Zeff, her surrogate father, but she felt he would understand. He was always telling her to make her own way in the world. Now that she had stumbled upon paradise, she was sure he wouldn’t deny her this chance. And even if he didn’t..! There was a time when one had to strike off on their own right? To see the world with their own eyes! Yes, Sanju believed this was an important life-changing opportunity that she couldn’t let slip past her fingers.

So she flew in and out of the kitchen, the cooks sent her weird looks and puzzled questions but she ignored them all. Lost in her own little world as she cooked up a storm.

Then she did it, taking half a dozen trips back and forth. She buried their long table in hot, delicious, full-course meals. As she worked she kept glancing shyly at the head of the table. There, Monkey D. Luffy was sitting in a large throne-like chair, a few sizes too big for him. Hancock, the goddess-like beauty that had turned her to stone with a mere glance, was sitting on his lap. Her hand ran her thin fingers down his cheek while she whispered loving, devoted words into his ear. Another hand carefully raised food to his lips, hand-feeding him.

As Luffy accepted Hancock’s food, the girls on either side of him were vying for attention. A matronly woman with green hair, strikingly beautiful, stood at his side like a handmaiden. Carefully bringing a handkerchief to his lips, wiping them for him. On the other side a short, stacked blonde Kuja was carefully picking out plates of food for Luffy, offering them to Hancock so she could feed him.

A teasing little orange-haired cutie was sending him fluttery glances, licking her lips frequently and swirling her tongue around everything she ate. Opposite her, a well-toned green-haired girl had lifted a tankard of booze to her lips, drinking it down in heavy gulps. It spilled down her lips, splattering against her huge tanned breasts, barely contained in her small bikini top. Then she slammed the empty tankard down with a loud ‘pwah!’ and sent a flushed, needy look toward her Captain. Her thick thighs shifted together in those skin-tight leggings she wore.

Even further down the table, the story was the same. Almost every Kuja aboard the ship was sending their Captain fleeting, teasing glances. Some even pushed up their heavy cleavage with their arms when they thought he was looking.

Sanju was soooo jealous! How did this man get so many busty, beautiful women to dote on him so easily? She was determined to discover his secret. Her desire to learn his tricks soared even more when she felt that fluttering in her chest and she suddenly found the desire to feed and spoil him herself. It was something she’d never felt for a man.

So she did what she did best. She returned to the kitchen, a firm determination on her face. Then, with absolute delight she carried a huge glass down to the end of the table, placing it happily right in front of the Captain’s throne-like chair. Maybe it was because she’d been swept up into the air of the party, or maybe she’d just been charmed already like the rest of the girls, but Sanju couldn’t help but follow their lead. She took the chance to dote on him herself.

“H-Here… for you, Captain~!” She blushed cutely, presenting her first hand-made treat to her new Captain.

His eyes went big and he started to drool looking at the huge glass right in front of him. It was stacked inside with heavy scoops of ice cream, drowned in chocolate and caramel, topped with whipped cream, cherries, sprinkles and everything sweet.

Sanju stood at his side, happily smiling as she watched Hancock lift that huge spoonful of ice cream and lift it to his lips. His eyes went wide with stars, shouting out just how delicious he thought it was. She blushed, shifting from foot to foot with a cute little apron wrapped around her soft curves. Luffy cast it a glance, his mouth full. It read, ‘I <3 Sweets~’ .

He smiled brightly at her, complimenting her food once again and shamelessly asking for more. She bobbed her head with a bright smile, skipping off back to the kitchen.

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‘How did it come to this..?’ She could only wonder. She’d been so absorbed serving her new crew she’d been blindsided by the towering man suddenly appearing in the Baratie. She’d rushed down the stairs from the kitchen when she’d heard loud gunshots and saw the gathered cooks bleeding from dozens of bullet wounds.

The man, standing clad in shiny golden armor, was apparently Don Krieg. Starving to death, owner Zeff had fed him, knowing that the man would likely turn on them. Now he was claiming that the ship was his own. He was stealing Owner Zeff’s treasured Baratie.

She clenched her fists tightly and was ready to fight to defend the restaurant.

“Man it’s so noisy in this restaurant…” Her eyes went wide as she heard a familiar voice. Casually walking past Dog Krieg, was her new Captain, Luffy. His black coat thrown back over his shoulders, he sent her a wave, “...Hey, Cook~! Our feast wasn’t finished yet. What’s the holdup?”

“Who’re you punk?! Get off my ship!”

Luffy blinked, turning his head as if finally noticing the towering figure of Don Krieg there, “Hey! This isn’t your ship! This belongs to the old man with the cool mustache.” Then he blinked a few times, “And I’m Luffy!” He introduced himself casually.

Krieg’s face was blank. He didn’t pay this ‘punk’ any real attention. But he felt like silencing the brat’s annoying voice, so he spoke loudly. “I like it so I’m taking it!” He declared, “Then we’ll head back to the Grandline and seize the One Piece.”

“Eehh… you can’t do that!”

“Why not?”

“‘Cause I’m gonna find it. I’m the man who’s going to be King of the Pirates.” Luffy declared it so easily, even when facing down a man nearly double his size, that the entire restaurant was stunned. Their jaws were on the floor as they heard this young man fearlessly talk down to Don Krieg.

Don Krieg’s face curled into a sneer, “Careful kid. Jokes like that’ll get you killed.”

“Joke?” Luffy’s brow twitched, glancing at the bloody cooks, “You’re annoying me. Who’d joke about risking their life?” Then he lifted one hand, clenching it into a fist.

Don Krieg kept his sneer, letting Luffy walk right up to him and ready a punch. Confident in his golden armor.

Luffy flexed his muscles, powerful strength surging through them. He swung, fist clanging right into the chest of Krieg’s golden armor. The punch resounded with the sound of a gong and creaking metal.

Krieg’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull as he felt the unbelievable impact, and he shot out the open door like a bullet. A fist-sized indention in his armor.

“Shishishi…” Luffy laughed openly and looked around the restaurant. Everyone was staring at him so he grinned, “I’m Monkey D. Luffy. I’m gonna be King of the Pirates!”

Then he walked away from their jaw-dropped expressions, following Krieg out the door. Sanju quickly rushed out after him, admiration shining in her eyes. When she stepped outside, her mouth fell open in shock.

A massive, towering Galleon was torn to shreds, looking like it’d sink any minute. It had already been in rough shape upon its arrival, but now it looked like it had been battered by hundreds of cannons. Huge holes decorated the hull everywhere she looked, and the pirate crew aboard was deathly silent. The Pirate Captain Don Krieg was knocked cleanly into the ship, busting a new hole through the hull with his heavy armor.

“Luffy~!” Hancock came running up from the side, a squadron of Kuja following her, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine!” He declared, cracking his knuckles, “Some asshole picked a fight so I socked him good!”

He tilted his head at her, “His crew didn’t bother you did they?”

Hancock softly smiled, heart fluttering as Luffy worried about her, she pointed off to the side, “Don’t worry my love, we can take care of ourselves.”

Along the railing of the giant Galleon, sat dozens of stone statues. All of them with silly, lovestruck expressions on their faces.

“Someone’s coming.” Hancock suddenly said, narrowing her eyes as she looked out to see.

Before anyone could even question her gaze the massive galleon suddenly exploded. Huge waves kicked up as the ship seemed to crumble and fall apart, splitting into three, cleanly cut pieces.

Zora, among the women that followed Hancock back to the Baratie, suddenly gasped. Running up to the railing and peering over it, she saw a tiny, coffin-shaped boat bobbing in the waves. Floating innocently between two massive pieces of the huge galleon, the boat sailed toward them. Aboard the ship, a lone figure sat with crossed legs. A huge, black sword strapped to their back.

“H-Hawk-eye..!” Zora stuttered out, seeing those gleaming hawk-eyes for herself.

“Yes…” Hancock confirmed, “Dracule Mihawk. The strongest swordsman in the world.”

Luffy peered at the boat, squinting his eyes, and gasping. What he saw, he did not expect.

Aboard the ship was a breathtaking, elegantly dressed woman. With sharp, angular features, and striking yellow eyes. Short and silky, raven black hair. Plush, carefully painted ruby red lips, contrasted sharply with her snowy white complexion. She crossed her long, slender legs with her hands clasped over one knee. She held the air of a noble like she belonged in a massive castle not here on the sea.

She was drop-dead gorgeous. Her sharp, noble features could almost rival Hancock’s own with their stunning elegance. She was a woman that would have you kneel with just a word. Wearing luxurious, finely crafted clothes. Her black coat is decorated with an elegant rose-colored embroidery covering the sleeves and the inner lining with intricate designs. A tight, maroon corset was tightly tied around her waist. Her huge, round breasts filled out a white, frilly undershirt with expansive cleavage. A tiny little cross necklace hung loosely from her neck, almost swallowed up in that abundant, pure-white stretch of tightly pushed-together titty-flesh...

“Hawk-eye..!” Zora cried out, and leapt over the railing. Landing on one of the floating pieces of Krieg’s ship she approached her target.

Luffy gave Hancock a glance, his beautiful lover biting one painted fingernail with a difficult expression on her face. He placed a hand on hers just as Zora called out to Mihawk. With a small exchange, Mihawk agreed to the challenge. As she leapt onto the floating piece of Krieg’s ship, she shot a glance at the two of them.

Hancock’s face twisted up into a glare. It was the most hateful, vile expression Luffy's ever seen her wear, “...Don’t kill her..!” She whispered harshly.

Mihawk smirked. Her eyes glanced toward Zora’s cloak, bearing the Kuja Jolly Roger.

They all watched as Zora cast that cloak right off. Flashing her tight bikini top and skin-tight leggings to the gathered crew. Then she untied her bandana from her arm, and wrapped it around her head.

As Zora drew her swords and prepared for a fight, Mihawk casually fished into her heavy cleavage. Pulling that cross necklace out, she slipped a small knife out from within. Zora huffed indignation, charging forward with her strongest opening attack.

What followed was almost a mockery of a battle. Zora lashed out with rapid, brutal attacks. With swordsmanship like a wild beast, all the while Mihawk effortlessly parried every blow with her dagger. Casual comments followed every strike. Then Mihawk attacked once. Plunging that small dagger into Zora’s chest, a mere inch from piercing her heart. Yet Zora didn’t retreat.

Instead, she said something they couldn’t hear, but they could see admiration seep into Mihawk’s eyes. She withdrew the dagger and drew that massive black blade. Zora mustered her strength and let out one final powerful attack. The two swords in her hands shattered. As she sheathed her third, admitting defeat, she faced her opponent head on.

“Zora!” Luffy cried out, leaping over the railing as she was cut down by Mihawk’s infamous Black Blade, Yoru.

“Don’t worry. She’s alive.” Mihawk said, just as he landed beside her.

Luffy ignored her entirely and ran to Zora’s side. Cradling her in his arms. His eyes turned hard as he saw the massive gash running down her chest, bleeding profusely.

“...Did I worry you?” Zora gasped out, “I’m sorry, Captain… with my goal so close… even knowing I’d lose… I couldn’t resist..!”

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she clutched his hand tightly, “...I promise you, Captain… until I become the Greatest Swordsman… I’ll never lose again!”

She managed to even crack a grin at him, gasping for breath, “Got a problem with that, Captain?”

He held her tightly and smiled warmly, “Not at all…”

Belladonna, the ship’s doctor, rushed over to them with a pair of Kuja to aid her. She parked out orders to the two and they carefully lifted Zora onto a gurney.

Luffy made to follow them, but froze as he heard a loud curse. He turned his head and saw Don Krieg dig himself out of a pile of shattered wood, blood pouring from his mouth. His face was purple, but he got to his feet, and pulled out a spear. Luffy’s fist clenched tightly, but-

“Mihawk!” Hancock suddenly shouted, her voice trembling in rage, “If you're leaving then clean up your mess before you go!”

Then Mihawk shot her a glance with a neutral expression. Then she gave a soft smirk, she reached for the hilt of her massive sword, swinging it lightly, as if batting away a fly. Don Krieg’s head flew from his shoulders. Mihawk slid Yoru cleanly back into its sheath, and quietly left.

With the rest of his crew turned to stone the threat to the Baratie was dealt with. So, Luffy followed the doctor.

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And he was still there, in Zora’s room, holding her hand as she slept. He didn’t feel guilty or responsible, despite being her Captain. That was one thing they agreed on beforehand, letting her fight her own battle… but he couldn’t help but worry over her injuries. So he stayed, even after Belladonna had left, her job finished.

Then the door creaked open, and a soft voice carried through, “H-Hey, Captain…” It was Sanju.

He turned to look at her. Her soft creamy skin was flushed with a blush, swirling her long bangs in one finger as she shifted nervously, “Y-You must be hungry, right..? Why don’t you come to the kitchen… and I’ll make you something…”

Luffy’s stomach growled with a vengeance, but he turned back to Zora, not willing to leave so easily.

Sanju smiled softly, “She didn’t seem like the type of woman to want you fussing over her like this… Please come with me Captain… there’s something I want to talk to you about…”

Luffy finally nodded his head. Sanju grinned widely, twirling her little skirt as she spun on her heel and skipped off to the kitchen. He followed her slender legs, eyes catching flashes of smooth, pale thigh with every bounce of her feet.

As they walked through the halls of the ship, her cute, hip-shaking skipping was slowly entrancing him. Drawing his mind away from Zora and her injury. Instead, he imagined her soft, pale little tush tucked away just out of sight. Those firm, bouncy cheeks were probably stuffed into a cute, baby blue pair of little panties. But alas, he could only imagine, as she kept firmly in front of them, and they started heading down the stairs to the kitchen and dining hall.

As they entered the hall, he sat in his plush, huge chair at the head of a massive table, looking around with a question clear on his face. Where was everyone else? He hadn’t seen a single soul aboard the ship, and no one was down to eat, despite it being about that time.

As he wondered this, Sanju smiled at him, “I spoke with my new crewmates… they gave me some ideas and… some time alone with you…” Her cheeks softly flushed, her hands clasped together behind her back as she cutely leaned forward. Inadvertently, she stuffed her huge boobs right in front of his face, her little black tie still dangled off the shelf of her tits.

Then she straightened up, and licked her lips, “I’ve got something special prepared for you… so please wait just a little bit..!” Then she dashed off into the kitchen, like an excited little maiden. Her heart was hammering in her chest, as she took the first step into the plan those naughty Kuja put in her mind.

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A few hours before

Sanju marveled at the Perfume Yuda, clutching a small case with both hands as she looked around like an innocent child. She’d never seen a ship so big and elegantly designed. It was like she’d just moved into a palace. She gripped her case tighter, just a few minutes ago she was sharing a tearful goodbye with the cooks of the Baratie. Now she was surrounded by excited, bubbly Kuja as they tugged her along by the arm, showing her the ship in its entirety.

Well not entirely- The room she wanted to see most, Luffy and Hancock’s quarters, was strictly off-limits. That was the biggest, most important rule it seemed.

She was taken along, room to room until finally she was pulled into a large, homely looking… lounge? That was what she could only guess it was. Looking closely it looked like one of the Kuja’s sleeping quarters but emptied out completely of furniture. Instead, the large room was barren, except for the fact that the floor was scattered with countless pillows.

She gawked at the room for a moment, as it seemed like all thirty or so Amazons were inside, waiting. Every one of those sexy, bikini-clad girls sitting on their knees or lounging on pillows, in a huge circle around the room. All packed together so tightly they were rubbing shoulders, and inadvertently pushing their huge, pillowy tits into each other as they faced one another. They were all happily chatting, giggling, and whispering to each other, but it all went silent as they stepped into the room. Then the girls saw her and all lit up with big, happy smiles.

Her heart suddenly throbbed in her chest, rapidly pounding as she became the center of attention for these drop-dead gorgeous, half-naked girls. She was in a daze, barely recognizing the arm wrapped around hers as she was pulled into an open seat, joining the circle of Kuja.

She blinked as she recognized the orange-haired tease sitting next to her, making a weird, conflicted expression. Then she had her arm tugged on and she looked to her other side, into the big blue eyes of a pretty blonde.

“I’m Marguerite… Nice to meet you..!”

“I-I’m,” She swallowed her saliva thickly, eyes dropping down to Marguerite’s huge, round breasts as they stretched out her little animal print bikini top. She barely stuttered out her name, “S-Sanju!”

“Hi, Sanju~!” The whole crew chorused as if it was rehearsed.

Sanju sucked in a sharp breath of air, as if struck right in her heart from the angelic sound of the dozens of women calling her name. She looked around the room anxiously, her cheeks flushed as she felt the influence of all those pretty girls on her body.

Then Marguerite was pulling on her arm again, eyes gleaming with excitement, “So?! Don’t keep us waiting… Tell us what happened!”

“Huh?” She blinked in confusion, then she blurted out the first thing that came to mind, “H-How I joined the crew?”

The girls around her giggled and Marguerite lightly shook her head, “No, silly! Your first time!”

Her heart skipped a beat, “F-First… time..?”

“With the Captain, of course!” Marguerite said, brightly smiling.

“I uh…” She flushed in embarrassment, and looked around, “Do you… always do this..?”

“Of course!” A different Kuja replied. It was Nerine, with a black notebook clasped in her hands, “It’s our daily ritual! To share stories of our Captain’s masculinity! I even keep a log! I’ll let you borrow it later if you need something to help you… sleep… ”

The room broke into excited giggles again, the Kuja all wearing soft cute blushes.

Sanju gulped and shook her head, “I haven’t- I mean I just joined so-”

The whole room gasped, and leaned in dramatically. Marguerite too, smushing those fat, pillowy breasts into Sanju so tightly it swallowed up her arm completely, “You mean..?! He hasn’t fucked you yet?”

She blushed bright crimson, shaking her head with steam pouring out of her ears. She stuttered, “I-I m-mean I like him- I think he’s attractive but-”

“Ah.” An older-looking Kuja, Kikyo, spoke with a hand brought to her chin, “He must not have ravished you before you joined because of our feast…”

“Then Zora was injured!” Another snapped her fingers, a lovely looking girl with short black hair, long bangs drawn to one side, “He must’ve been too worried about her!” Ran said.

“That’s too bad…” Nerine said with a pout, “I was hoping to get another cherry-popping scene for my log…” Sanju blushed brightly as the whole room collectively sighed with disappointment.

“Well, I guess we won’t have a strong opener tonight…” Kikyo said with her blue eyes scanning the room, “Does anyone else have a story to share? I heard some loud screams coming from the training hall early this morning…”

A few Kuja girls giggled loudly, sending each other sexy, knowing looks. One girl, her long, toned legs crossed as she sat on a pillow, opened her mouth to share. It was Poppy, one of the newest and hardest training among them, who’d been quickly jumped by Luffy when he came across her sweaty, half naked body working hard in the training hall. But just as she began to speak, she was cut off.

“Wait just a moment.” Rindo, the longest-serving member of the crew said, puffing out a cloud of smoke from her cigarette, she pointed it at Sanju, “Don’t you think it’s a bit of a problem..? At this point we’ve all been fucked by Luffy many times… Sometimes right there in the open, on the deck when we’re sailing, or right in the middle of the hall. Luffy’s lust is always overflowing into us… so don’t you think it’s odd?”

The Kuja’s faces all went flat, considering her words. Some were nodding in agreement. Kikyo narrowed her eyes, “It does sound concerning…”

“Now that you mention it… he hasn’t done it with anyone since the feast has he..?”

“B-But it’s been almost six hours!”

“Not even with his freshest pick? I thought cherry-popping was our new inauguration!”

Sanju listened to them all casually talk about Luffy’s ‘overflowing’ lust with bright red cheeks. Her eyes were swirling as her mind spun. Her cute little knees knocked together as her thick, white thighs rubbed together. Surrounded by beautiful women, all casually talking about being ravished by that handsome, charming man… It was too much for her. She was getting nice and slippery between her legs, almost leaking love juices clear through her soft blue panties.

But then her ears perked up, just barely catching a harsh whisper from the girl beside her. The orange haired navigator was tightly crossing her arms beneath her cute, round breasts, looking away from the crowd of girls almost indignantly, “...Not for me…” She whispered, “...Like I’d let that cute idiot between my legs…” So she said, huffing, but her perky nipples could be seen poking out of her tight little top. And just like Sanju, her thighs rubbed together softly, as she chewed on her lip with a flush on her cheeks.

“S-Shouldn't we do something?”

“I’m sure Benihime-sama is taking care of it…”

“No… I left him alone in the infirmary just a half-hour ago.” Belladonna, the doctor chimed in with a frown on her face.

The Kuja all gasped loudly, then they started to panic a bit, “Isn’t this bad..?”

“We should do something… but what can we..?”

As that last Kuja trailed off… the room seemed to all shift their gaze towards Sanju.

Rindo chuckled, smoke slipping past her ruby red lips, “I have an idea…”

The Kuja all giggled together, their eyes shining with excitement as they stared at Sanju. Under the predatory gaze of those sexy, amorous women, she gulped.

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Luffy sat alone at the table, patiently waiting for Sanju with an odd feeling in his chest. Sitting at an empty table, when he was normally surrounded by Kuja at all times, left him feeling oddly out of place. Knowing that Sanju was likely the culprit behind this made him wonder what she had planned, and it left him with a building feeling of excitement. He wasn’t disappointed.

Not long after she disappeared she popped back out of the kitchen doors, hefting large trays stacked with delicious meals. But that wasn’t what caught his attention. He saw her brightly blushing face, lit up with heart-pounding excitement, eyes wide open with a proud, confident smile on her lips.

He swallowed thickly, eyes trailing down from her face, to her slender neck, to her pale white collarbone, and finally… to her bare, uncovered chest. She’d tossed off that tight blue top the moment she entered the kitchen, and came out with her huge tits bouncing freely away on her chest. Her black skirt was still covering her lower half, it went all the way up to the bottom of her tits, outlining her pale melons obscenely. Her creamy, soft-looking skin and pretty pink nipples looked just as delicious as the food she carried.

She skipped right up next to him, every bouncing step sent her soft titties jumping on her chest. He followed every movement like he was entranced, licking his lips as he watched her boobs bounce and jiggle. A cutesy smile was on her face as she placed two huge trays of food in front of him. She leaned into him, almost smacking her heavy-hanging breasts right into his face, then pulled away just before he reached to grab her. She stepped back teasingly, right out of his grip. She tucked her hands behind her skirt, puffed out her chest, shook her juicy tits, and smiled at him, “Please enjoy, Captain~! I made it special… just~ for~ you~”

Then she sent him a cute little wink and a blown kiss, spinning sharply on her heel. Her tiny black skirt finally swished up just high enough to flash him a juicy, pale bottom. The two soft, cushiony cheeks of her ass were round and full, shaped like a heart. Just as he got a glimpse, she skipped away back into the kitchen.

He almost growled as he watched her go, his cock already swollen and pushing tightly against his shorts. His lust exploded. His mind roared at him to chase after her, pin her to the kitchen floor and just go wild… but his stomach growled in outrage, the heavenly smell of Sanju’s cooking overpowering his lust for just a moment. So, for now , he dug in.

And by the time she came back with a huge, tasty-looking colorful drink in her hands, he had already torn through the first platter. She held it out to him, her arms pushing out her big tits teasingly as she did.

He drank deeply from the drink, eyes sparkling with delight at its taste. She watched him with a sweet smile on her face, her heart fluttering with happiness. His reaction was the most excited she’d ever seen on someone that’d tried her cooking and it made her swell with joy. To her, cooking was everything, so to see someone enjoy it as much as Luffy does... It made her want to spoil him even more!

So she dashed back to the kitchen, and got to work. She stacked huge plates of food, one after the other, in front of him. Amazed at just how huge his appetite was, and delighting in how much he enjoyed her food. It made her happy, so she couldn’t resist shaking her silky soft titties in her face, and flashing him teasing glimpses of her cute bubble butt. The entire time he made a few swipes at her, a look in his eye that told her that she was about to be the next meal… but she stood just barely out of his reach. Always teasingly backing away whenever he grabbed at her.

But now, as his feasting started to slow, she stepped out of the kitchen one final time. A huge blush covered her cheeks, but she kept a firm and confident step. She walked right up to him, close enough for him to touch this time, and said, “Luffy~ It’s time for desert~”

“Hm?” He pushed the last platter aside, turned his head, and dropped his jaw. Standing right beside him, with the smile of an angel, was Sanju. Her slender fingers cupped under her huge tits, hefting them up for him to gawk at. Her creamy, soft tits, already delicious looking, were painted with a soft, fluffy cream. Two juicy, plump strawberries peaked out of that mountain of cream like faux nipples.

She giggled at his dumbstruck expression, and spun in place, jumping up to the table and scooting over to him. She planted her feet on either side of him, his huge chair leaving plenty of space. Then she squeezed her own tits and gave them a soft little jiggle. Just enough to make the whipped cream shake teasingly in his face. She scooped up a little dollop on her finger and popped it into her mouth, “Mm~mm! Delicious… Now go ahead..! Enjoy yourself..!”

He wrapped his arms around her thin waist and brought his lips forward. Starting with a long lick up the side of her breast, he got his first taste of the light, fluffy cream. The sweet, delicious flavor flooded his mouth, making him smack his lips with delight.

“Do you like it~?” She said timidly, but excitedly, “It’s my own recipe…”

He grinned widely, softly running his hands around her slender back, “It’s delicious. Something I want to eat every night!”

She blushed with a wide, happy grin, “I-I think we can do that… if you want…”

He chuckled, “But there’s something beneath the cream I want even more!” Then he dove back down, his tongue licking up the fluffy cream from her right breast.

She softly moaned as she felt his tongue trace along her sensitive skin. The warm, wet muscle tracing lines along with her soft boobies as he licked up his desert from her silky skin. She shivered in delight, squeezing her thick thighs together as her heart pounded in her chest. She was more excited than she’s ever been before, her tight little pussy twitching in anticipation as he partook in her cream-covered titties.

She brought a little finger to her mouth, lightly biting her knuckle as she quivered in pleasure. She slipped soft, cute little moans out of her peach-colored lips. Her slender legs firmly squeezed into his sides as she shivered under his touch. Feeling his warm tongue coast along her breast, licking up that tasty treat, she squeezed her legs tighter.

Then he sealed his mouth around her tit, making her gasp loudly. His tongue flicked up to pull that strawberry into his mouth, nudging and toying with her sensitive, excited nipple. Then he popped off her breast, happily chewing the strawberry in his mouth. He licked his lips and brought his hand to cup her sweet, spit-shining breast, “I finally got to the real treat!” He said, kissing her teat softly, flicking at her nipple with his tongue.

She moaned and softly brought one hand to his hair, slowly stroking it, “C-Captain… d-don’t forget the other one..!”

So she said, and he dove in with his tongue. Licking and slurping around other sensitive, cream-covered boob. His other hand dug into the sparkling clean breast, squeezing and groping her huge, soft chest. She softly moaned in pleasure, trembling under his touch. Her boobs were way too sensitive. The erotic food-play way too much for the blushing maiden. So when he finally licked up all that fluffy cream, finding her perky little nipple buried beneath, and sucked powerfully on her sweet breast… she came.

“Ooh~!” She squealed, clutching his head into her sweet tits, legs knocking into his sides as they squeezed together. Her face morphed into absolute bliss. Pink hearts throbbed in her eyes as she clenched her teeth.

He laughed as she moaned sweetly in his arms. He licked and flicked her stiff, excited nipple with his tongue, teasing her sensitive titties while she trembled in pleasure. Once her body stopped trembling, he released her teat with a pop, looking up into her dazed blue eyes.

She panted hotly, her thin peach lips spread open to let her cute pink tongue hang loosely from her mouth. He grinned at her pleasure-drunk expression, and grabbed her soft body, gently lowering her down onto her back. Her chest heaved. The rise of fall caused those big soft titties, shining with Luffy’s spit, to wobble with every heavy breath. Her eyes watched him excitedly as she prepared herself for what came next.

He laid her back down on the table, his rough hands pulling up her thick, soft thighs. He lifted her legs until her cute little feet rested on the edge of the table, her legs spread wide for him. He lifted that tiny black skirt, finally getting a full look at Sanju’s teasing hips. Her cute pink pussy was completely bare for him, no panties to protect her modesty, with adorable little blonde curls in a small patch just above her slit.

He licked his lips, his eyes looked just as ravenous as when he had a home-cooked meal in front of him. She watched with her heart beating in anticipation as he lowered his head, sinking down between her soft thighs.

“Oooh~!” She moaned, arching her back a bit as she first felt his tongue slide along her sensitive lower lips.

He greedily slurped up her love juices. Delighting in the taste of her sweet nectar. His tongue swirled and licked along her labia, happily eating her out. He traced his tongue across her outer lips teasingly, looking up at her with bright eyes, “You taste delicious here too..!”

She blushed a bit, but didn’t shy away or cover her face. Instead, she smiled and bucked her hips against his tongue, “P-Please, C-Captain… Don’t tease me..!”

His grin stretched wider, and he planted his mouth right over her cunt. Lips stretching over as much of her pink pussy as he could. He lightly sucked on her soft folds. Slurping up her sweet juices as he lightly teased her with his tongue.

With just a little flick to her clit, she was pushed over the edge again. Her thighs squeezed his head as she exploded in an orgasm. She bit on one knuckle, muffling a moan as she experienced a lighter, but still powerful orgasm. Her soft pink pussy gushed juices into his mouth and he drank it all down greedily.

Then he pulled his mouth away, licking his lips with satisfaction, “Mmm… You taste so sweet. I could get used to desserts like this!”

She fell back against the table, panting hard as she caught her breath. Her body quaked and trembled with little aftershocks of her orgasm, her hands resting lightly on her stomach. She looked at him with dazed blue eyes, and a little cutesy smile, “M-Me too, Captain… I’ll be your dessert any time you want~!”

He ran his hands up her soft, smooth thighs and hooked his arms through her knees, “It’s a promise then..!” She yelped as he tugged her forward just a bit, bringing her calves all the way up to rest on his shoulders. Her cute, pink little pussy was level with his shorts. So close she could almost feel the heat coming from his huge bulge.

She gasped as he tugged his shorts down and his long, thick, cock flopped out. Feeling it slap against her soaked, sensitive pussy lips, she squeaked. He chuckled and brought it down, dragging it through her dripping folds as he primed the head at her tight, slippery entrance.

She gasped cutely, curling her toes as he pushed forward, driving his cock into her anxiously awaiting pussy. She threw her head back and let out a loud, drawn out moan, “Yee~ees! It’s here~! My Captain’s cock~!”

Her eyes went cross as her pussy released a fresh flood of slick juices, letting him slide in that much easier. He tore through her maidenhood, his Fruit negated any potential pain she might’ve felt, replacing it with pure, euphoric pleasure.

He grunted as he bottomed out in her pussy, holding her legs as he slid deeply into her tightly clenching cunt. There was something deeply satisfying about taking another maiden for himself, something he was growing addicted to. It stirred up something deep within himself… not just in his heart or his mind… but in his Devil Fruit.

For now, he pushed those thoughts away and focused on the juicy, delectable pussy he was buried in. Her tight, snug hole wrapping around him just right.

He only gave her a moment before he started fucking her. Holding her soft thighs like a brace as he swung his hips deeply into hers. Plunging his stiff, throbbing erection as deep as it could go into her tightly clenching tunnel.

He stirred up her pussy with every thrust, making her cry out in pleasure, “So thick~! So deep~!” Her eyes were throbbing with tiny little hearts, lost in the passive, permeating Lust of his Fruit, “Oh god, I’m losing it already~! Your huge cock is too much for my poor little pussy~!”

He grunted in response to her words, fucking her deeper with rough strokes. Her pussy spasmed like crazy around his cock, going wild in her extreme heat. She flailed her arms about, finally grasping the edge of the table for support, and held on with whitened knuckles.

Her mouth drooled, opening and closing with every loud shriek and wanton moan. Her eyes fluttered and blinked, the little hearts flashing as she sank deeper and deeper into a crazy lust, “This is it..!” She howled, “I get it now! This is what I’ve always wanted! The huge and thick monster-cock of a dastardly pirate to take my purity! A handsome man to throw me down and ravish me..!”

Luffy clutched her soft thighs tightly smacking into her hips loud and hard. Hard enough to make the long, massive table shake from their lust-driven fuck. His head was spinning with arousal and disbelief as the cutesy girl started spewing such vulgar words.

As his huge member pistoned into her slippery cunt, she kept on crying out, “I-I thought I liked girls..! B-but this is so much better~! You're reaching so much deeper than my fingers..!”

“I can’t go back now!” She cried, looking up into his eyes, “You’d better take responsibility, Captain! You showed me this pleasure… now I won’t be able to live without it! My poor pussy can’t live without your cock~!” Her passionate declaration melted into a screech of pleasure as she reached a new peak. Her tight cunt squeezed around his cock like it didn’t want to let go, convulsing with a fresh, powerful orgasm.

He grunted with pleasure, driving his cock all the way to the hilt in her tight walls. Once he felt the barrier of her cervix, he let himself go. Blasting her formerly virgin womb with plenty of piping hot semen. Sanju’s eyes rolled up as she came like a fountain, spraying her juices all over the place. Like all the other virgin girls, a cumshot from her new Captain was a little too much for her. Her mind went white and for a moment or two she’d passed out entirely from the pleasure overloading her brain.

But she was brought back to earth as she felt his thick, still-hard cock slowly drawn out of her tight sheath. She mewled sweetly, and reached up to grab his neck, like she didn’t want it to be over yet.

He chuckled softly, like he was amused, “You think you can handle one more? Most girls can’t manage to keep their heads straight.”

Sanju’s eyelashes fluttered as she looked up at him. She was wearing a naughty look, with flushed cheeks, wet lips, and eyes that begged him for more, “I can take it..!” She huffed out a panting breath, unexpectedly drained by the flood of pleasure, “I can go as long as you want, Captain~!”

“Shishishi…” He reached down to squeeze one of her fat, sweaty tits, “Is that so? You’re amazing.” Luffy saw through her confidence, knowing that even the strong-willed Kuja went down in one shot during their first experiences. She really was amazing to still be going after her first round.

“No…” She shook her head, and her eyes gained a worshipful look as she stared at him, “ You’re amazing. I never knew this kind of pleasure could exist… I really can’t live without it… please Captain, fuck me more…” Her soft, gentle words of devotion were somehow more impactful than her passionate cries during sex.

So Luffy lined his member back up to her sex, and plugged her leaking pussy once more, “You got it!” He declared with a strong thrust, sinking all the way to the base in her cunt, “You don’t have to worry. I’ll fuck your pussy every day from now on! No one goes without sex on my ship!”

It was a bold, ridiculously perverted declaration. One that would have any normal woman disgusted, but to Sanju, who nearly rivaled Luffy with her perversions, it was like a declaration of love. Her heart fluttered in her chest and her pussy squeezed his cock lovingly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips with all the strength she could muster, “Yes..! Captain!” She cried out sweetly.

Luffy let out another laugh as he reached down and scooped Sanju up off the table. With his strong hands firmly on her cute, pale bubble butt. He squeezed her soft cheeks and lifted her up to drop her on his cock. She let out hot breaths and moans into his ear with every clap of their hips, and didn’t hesitate to use that dirty tongue of hers either.

By the time he’d shot another hot load into her quivering womb, she’d passed out completely. So he left her lying on the table, hot and sweaty from the exertions of sex, while her entire body trembled from the pleasure still sparking through her body. She was spread-eagled, with her red snatch leaking cum as she babbled incoherently.

Luffy let out a simple, satisfied breath and stalked off, buck naked. He left his clothes behind and shamelessly walked nude through the halls of the Kuja Ship, his ship. Only his straw hat remained, covering his messy black hair, as he wandered off to find another woman to satiate his lust. Since the Kuja girls were still gathered in their meeting room, there was only one woman left available. He spent the rest of the night venting his lust on Hancock’s soft body.

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Later that night, when Sanju finally awoke from her sex-induced nap, she wiped that drool from her lips, plugged her cum-leaking pussy, and slowly slipped back into her own clothes. She hobbled away from the kitchen… slowly leaning on the walls of the ship to support her weak, sore legs. A small little smirk adorning her face.

Then she threw open the door and greeted the blushing, flushed faces of thirty Kuja. They were all red in the face, bodies all pressed into their partners sensually. With gentle, wandering fingers lightly trailing and teasing each other as they all let out cute little moans.

The Kuja’s ‘Story Time’ was coming to its close. The girls were all hot and bothered by the shared erotic stories. Huffing and grinding against each other in their heat. Sending their dorm-mates hot bedroom eyes and teasing little touches. But as the door opened, all attention drew to Sanju.

She let a wide, confident smirk stretch across her lips. Her short blonde hair was ruffled, her skin shining with sweat, her clothes were clearly hastily thrown back on. Above all she was glowing with the blissful, relieved features of a freshly-fucked woman. The sight of her stole the attention of the room at once. All the Kuja sucked in hitched breaths and let out excited little giggles.

Sanju strutted her way around the circle of beauties with a confident gait. Her calm expression didn't even blink at the heavily-panting half-naked girls that had her in such a fluster earlier. No, she had a gleam in her eye that showed just what a life-changing experience she had. Even the sexy, flirtatious women of the Kuja couldn’t affect her, not today. She felt enlightened.

So she plopped herself down, cross-legged on the big pillow reserved for her. Then she struck a match, lit a cigarette, and held it between her peach-colored lips. The room was dead silent as she puffed out a blissful sigh, smoke trailing from her lips. Then she stretched her arms out, and wrapped one around the naked shoulder of Marguerite… and missed a swipe at Nami.

Even the wrinkled look of disgust the orange-haired girl sent her couldn’t dampen her high. Instead, she pulled Marguerite close, until the blonde Kuja’s breasts were pressing softly into hers. She plucked that cigarette from her lips, blew all the smoke away, then leaned in.

Marguerite’s eyes went wide, letting out a little squeak as her lips were suddenly stolen by Sanju. The two blondes met in a hot, needy kiss. Sanju’s tongue plundering Marguerite’s mouth as she trembled in surprise. Even her dorm-mate, Nerine, the girl she curls up in bed with every night, was so shocked she didn’t even speak. She clung quietly to Marguerite’s arm, watching the hot kiss with awe on her face.

Then Sanju pulled back with a loud smack of their lips. She licked her lips, savoring Marguerite’s taste like fine wine while she nodded seriously. She brought her cig to her lips for another long drag, then spoke finally with her exhale, “As I thought… Luffy really is the best…” Her words were filled with deep understanding. Like a wizened sage, that’d just stumbled upon the secrets of the world.

The girls all around her smiled with knowing looks. All of them had undergone some form of Sanju’s ‘enlightenment’ themselves… when they first were subject to Luffy’s lust. They all leaned in, not daring to speak, as they anxiously awaited her next words.

She smirked, still squeezing Marguerite’s soft slender body into her plush chest, then blew out another trail of smoke, “Ladies…” She spoke slowly and seriously, taking the Kuja’s complete attention, “Have I got a story for you…”

Then Sanju spun into her tale. Vividly describing Luffy’s meal and her subsequent cherry-popping inauguration. The Kuja all leaned in, hands roaming and groping each other as they listened with rapt attention. The words she spoke, the detail she used, it was all too much for them. It was dirtier, sexier, and flooded with more filthy language than they’d used all night.

By the end of it, every single one of them was red up to their ears. Flushed and breathing heavy, hot breaths of overpowering lust. Fingers schlicking into their partner’s pussies as they furiously rubbed each other off. They were lost in a lustful, rabid heat. One step away from straight-up fucking each other into a huge, all-girl orgy right there in the meeting room.

And the cause of it all, surrounded by stripped-naked, buxom and beautiful women, Sanju sighed in utter bliss. Marguerite was kissing and sucking her neck, hands squeezing and groping her huge tits. Meanwhile, Nerine was stuffed between her thick thighs. Slurping Luffy’s still-hot cum out of her puffy red pussy.

Tonight the Kuja learned of Sanju, the awakened super-pervert. The cutesy, quiet girl had blossomed into something great. Her introverted fantasies and a vast collection of erotic literature had all come out today. Her enlightened, newfound confidence spurned on by the wild sex with Luffy made her easily piece together the dirtiest, naughtiest story the Kuja had ever heard.  Crowning her cherry-popping scene as the best story shared thus far. Instantly she won the admiration of the entire crew… and climbed just a little higher on the totem pole.

She lightly wrapped her hand around Marguerite’s soft body, squeezing her huge, soft titty in one hand. The other lightly held her cigarette to her lips, as her blue eyes scanned the naked crowd of Kuja with hunger. Luffy was definitely the best… but her love for beautiful, stacked women was carved into her soul.

She was going to love it on this crew.