Roronoa Zoro’s CYOA (Part 3/8) Story (Patreon)

“Okay, then I have made my choice!” Zoro announced with pride as she stepped towards the two weapons in front of her, then cracked her knuckles. “It is so obvious what you want me to do. There is a river in front of me and a magical trident of the king of the ocean for me to take. Naturally this is the only logical choice!”

So she picked up the weapon and examined it thoroughly. It was clear from the moment she touched it that it was cursed and that she had already fallen victim to its spell, yet she knew she didn’t need to care. Tirluna chose to recommend this specifically for her, so there was no way that it was anything but an amazing choice.

“Fascinating… I have never held a trident in my hands before. It's an interesting weapon for sure…” Zoro said, trying to play it as cool as she could. She could feel the curse taking her, because with every second, her legs were getting weaker and she found it increasingly hard to just stand. Until…

*Plop*

“Ack… My legs!” Zoro yelped, firmly being planted on her behind when her legs just couldn’t hold her anymore. Risking a look down at them, she immediately noticed that they looked quite different to what she was used to.

Her legs were now much thicker and more slick, making it feel like very fine scales of a very dark shade of green was slowly spreading across them, seemingly changing her legs from the inside out. Zoro felt like her legs were suddenly much more bendable, almost like her bones and especially her knees had been replaced with something else, which seemingly supported movement in every direction except… away from her other leg. At the same time her feet were slowly but surely losing their form, becoming much thinner than before.

“Hey Tirluna… Is that what should happen?” Zoro asked, unsure if she should be worried right now. After all she had never had her legs move like that and be sucked together like that, almost as if the two halves were… fusing together.

“Of course it is.” Tirluna answered, almost as if an aside. “Anyone who picks up the Abyss trident is fated to become a denizen of the deep. More specifically, a mermaid~ And I have a feeling that your specific brand of mermaid will have… let's say… a lot more bite than regular mermaids~”

Zoro didn’t quite get what Tirluna was hinting towards, but she did notice the separation between her legs steadily decreasing, until there was basically nothing left anymore hinting at the fact that she used to have two limbs on her lower half.

Her feet told a similar story, both of them becoming thinner, but bigger while merging together, forming more and more into a crescent shape that she found to look quite cool on her. Though what bothered her was that she felt like her teeth had become ever so slightly more sharp, which she just couldn’t get used to so quickly.

“Very well then, my fishy friend~” Tirluna sang, sounding very happy with the result of what had happened to Zoro, which then in turn also made her happy. “You have to cross the river to progress and as you are now that shouldn’t even be the slightest problem. So what are you waiting for?”

Hearing that, Zoro immediately knew what she had to do. So she shimyed herself along the ground the best she could with her new appendage, briefly looked at the water before taking a deep breath out of reflex and jumping in, ready to face the frontier that just opened up for her.

It was cold, but not unbearable. The torrent was strong, but easily manageable. And the air she had breathed in before jumping was, as it turned out, completely unnecessary. She could actually move through the water very well right off the bat… maybe even better than she could as a human on land.

“This is amazing~” Zoro let out, nodding to herself in approval. Trusting in Tirluna had, as always, been a very good idea. After all, nothing could ever…

*Swoosh*

“What?!?” Zoro let out in shock a big and powerful underwater stream grazed her side, causing her to spin around uncontrollably for a moment before she was even able to slow down. It looked like a giant sideways underwater vortex was happening right beside her which was steadily growing and just as steadily increasing the sucking force it was exuding on Zoro.

“Oh my. The spirits of the CYOA really have it out for you today, don’t they?” Tirluna sounded also surprised, which didn’t really calm Zoro down in the slightest. This thing looked big, dangerous and inescapable once she got inside… and the worst part was, that she was already doing everything in her power to swim away, yet was only getting closer to the vortex instead.

“Oh well, the only advice I can give you now is this.” Tirluna said, just as Zoro was about to be completely pulled into it. “Try to hold on to as much as you can~”

*Swoosh*

Down, right, up, left. Zoro was flung everywhere inside of the vortex and back again, losing all sense of direction the moment it sucked her in. Not that there was much left, but now she couldn’t even tell where ‘up’ was anymore, which was something she at least got right most of the time normally.

As she was whirled around and around seeing nothing but the waters spin in front of her eyes, she felt like she could see her life flash before her eyes. Which was weird, because she really didn’t feel like she was in danger at all and also has already been through much, MUCH worse on the grand line.

Yet somehow, she felt like she was being forced back into her past, back into her training. Back into… maid school?

No, that couldn’t have been true. Zoro never went to maid school. She was a sword fighter, one of the best in the world even. She spent almost every day of her life training for this position and was proud of what she had achieved.

But why were those visions and memories she was having so crystal clear to her?

For example, one of the very last lectures she ever had was seeing clear as day before her right now. It was a sunny day in the maid training courtyard, yet also one that Zoro wasn’t looking back on fondly. Between the lessons, she had made a habit out of practicing her sword skills out in the open, because all of her moves usually carry huge devastations with them if she was not careful.

In this case, she wasn’t and almost blew half the building away with one slash, if it wasn’t for the protective wall the headmaid Patricia had erected specifically to prevent Zoro from destroying the school. The good part of the day was that she managed to destroy the wall almost fully, the bad part was that Patricia was super pissed when she saw what Zoro had done.

Zoro could even still feel Patricia’s wrath now, most likely because it had burned itself so much into her memories. The motion of how she had to lean over Patricia’s knee and expose her butt to her was horrible, though what followed was even worse.

One slap, another slap and then another. It just didn’t stop. Zoro’s butt was on fire, feeling like it was swelling against Patricia’s hits, yet it didn’t matter. The pain did not decrease because of it at all.

“When! Will! You! Learn! Too! Con-!-trol! Your! Strength?!?” Patricia spelled out for Zoro, slapping her scaly but left and right as she spoke. And with every slap, her butt just continued to swell, almost like she was smacking stuff into Zoro’s behind.

Her shoulders had always been slightly broader than her hips, but not anymore. And the fact that she had scales on her butt probably made it even worse, since now because her butt cheeks had become the size of bowling balls, they actually jiggled and therefore sparkled quite a lot in the light, which made it even more enticing to hit and inflate them.

Finally, with what seemed like an hour of butt-toture later, Patricia stopped her assault, making Zoro crumple to the floor. And somehow, sitting both felt a lot more comfortable as well as painful at the same time. It was as if she was sitting on a big and soft but spiky pillow now, which also just felt surprisingly good in a way she had never felt before…

“Sword training is fine, but as a maid you should never, under any circumstance, destroy property of your mistress. Am I clear?” Patricia yelled at Zoro to which she just instinctively and quickly replied with “Yes, ma’am!”

But now that she has a chance to think about it more… Why was Patricia talking about a Mistress? Tirluna would be the only person Zoro would ever even consider as her mistress, so why was Patricia talking like Zoro already had one…

Actually, this weird feeling reminded her of another specific day at her maid school, one that might have been a little bit of an introduction to perversion to her. After all, that one day all three of them, Mila, Rita and Zoro had been changing into their uniforms early in the morning before their training, when suddenly Rita dropped some interesting piece of news on the both of them.

“Have you heard that if your breasts get massaged by someone else, they grow to the perfect size to appease any master or mistress?” Rita said, which naturally caught both of them by surprise. Zoro remembered having said something about how she would need a lot of work to even get started, because she was, as everyone in the room could blatantly see, flat as a board. A really curvy and nice ass, but no baggage upfront and center, which was kind of a shame.

“Well, I can try if it works~” Rita said and basically disappeared, only to appear again behind Zoro and cup her chest with both of her hands. Rita has always been really good at stealth and speed, so it was no wonder that she could sneak behind Zoro here. Yet what Zoro felt next was a feeling so intense and alien to her, that she became limp right in Rita’s arms.

With just one motion of her hands, Zoro felt pleasure spike to hights she had never felt before, causing her to instantly let out a moan she didn’t even know she was capable of. And then Rita just continued to push and pull, the knead and the mold, as the thick muscle fibers around Zoro’s chest began to unravel and to accumulate a bob with Rita’s movements.

“Holy sweet potato! This trick actually works!” Rita let out happily, while Zoro just stared at them confused. At that point Rita just continued to massaged faster and harder, which also caused Zoro’s moans to adjust to her as well.

Zoro could feel her chest swell and she couldn’t stop it. Every one of Rita’s moves seemed to insert more fat into her mounds, boosting them and making them feel even better than before.

The boobs being the size of fresh apples were clearly not enough for Rita, as that milestone just caused her to get even more into the massaging than before. They quickly expanded even more as they reached the point where Rita couldn’t fully grab them anymore, being very near the size of Zoro’s own head, but that didn’t matter to the other maid in training. AS she just kept fondling anyway. And Zoro being at the complete mercy of her the entire time. When finally…

“Why are you making so much noise?!?” Headmaid Patricia entered the changing room and interrupted Rita’s fun, letting Zoro finally drop to the floor, her tits now easily two times the size of her head, feeling both full and heavy. And with Zoro being pushed to her absolute limit of pleasure, she was now so exhausted that she didn’t even know how to stand up and present herself to the headmaid, who, naturally, immediately noticed Zoro’s misconduct.

“Roronoa Zoro, your superior is standing in front of you. Present yourself, at once!” Patricia commanded, stepping on the floor tile so hard that Zoro briefly thought she might have caused an earthquake, which also filled her with enough strength again to sit up on her tail the best she could. Yet a certain heavy front weight kept pulling her down really hard, giving her trouble to keep the upright position.

“A maid should always do her best to be presentable to her mistress…” Patricia spoke, before giving Zoro’s chest a small and slightly painful flick. “...no matter how blessed by genes you might be.”

Surprisingly, after that slightly arousing flick, Zoro had no problems anymore standing upright with her massive mammaries anymore. Quite the opposite, it felt good to push them outwards, to present them, like Zoro had always had them for her entire life…

Which was when she shook her head again, remembering that she was still trapped in a vortex and had just been smacked in the face with one of her oversized mammaries. No matter how thick her lower half was, she still couldn’t get a good grip in the water to propel her into a direction she would actually want. It was almost like the water itself was making fun of her, which reminded her about that one, most life changing day she ever had.

To be fair she had never claimed to be the smartest one in the room, but she had at least attempted to learn a few things here or there while she was training in this prestigious school for only the most high class of maids. It was a long time ago, but that one day will always be stuck in her memories because… it was her first day at the school and she got pranked by her future classmates.

They somehow convinced her to put on what looked like a regular cow print bikini, but didn’t tell her that the thing was cursed just like every other expensive looking piece of armor her Mistress owned.

The moment she put it on, it practically fused with her causing her body to rapidly changing while she was still standing in front of her dressing mirror. She could still feel how in that second everything seemed to move in slow motion, then a giant headache hit her, followed by two really big horns growing from the top of her head.

Then just everything seemed to go wrong in that very moment, as her entire body seemed to grow in size, while her arms grew a bit thicker and more muscular and her hair a bit longer, leaving her as quite the menacing height for a girl and a very tomboyish look. Except that her breasts felt like they were actively filling with liquid, causing them to be rounder and fuller than even before, which honestly just sounds like a miracle at that point.

And finally, a small cow's tail spouted out from just above her sharktail, looking pretty out of place considering she was, in fact, a mermaid. Naturally that pissed her off a lot after having fallen for such an obvious trap.

She has been challenging other maids ever since to battles, single handedly raising the power level and requirement of the school over the course of her years. At first, she only fought to prove her point, to tell everyone that messing with her was just a bad idea.

But maybe because of her taste for blood as a shark, or her immense rivalry as a partial minotaur, fighting just started to become addicting to her. It felt good to slash. It felt good to be slashed. As long as everyone survives, all is good. The heat of a battle just was the absolute wonderland for her, and she got the first taste of it right there, on the school grounds where she learned to be the perfect maid.

Which left her with one final flashback, and it was a beautiful one. It was not any day in particular, but just one of her days in the service of her mistress.

It was early in the morning, just after the sun had started rising. She got up from her water bed, dried herself and moved to her wardrobe, where she had to take a moment to take in the sight.

It wasn’t much, just her trusty maid uniform, her Bubbly Coral for flotation bubble and, of course her certificate she held more dear than most things in her life. It read: “Roronoa Zoroa has absolved the prestigious Maid school with excellency and thus may call herself an expert Maid in the service of Lady Tirluna.”

Truly one of her most priced positions. Even just the thought about it fills Zoroa with joy…

—

“...h…”

“...Hey. Are you awake?” Zoroa heard a voice asking, causing her instincts to kick in and instantly straighten up into a presentable position, even if the rapid movement and the subsequent jiggle of her titanic breasts gave her a bit of a headache.

“Of course, mistress! I am always at your service!” Zoroa replied, bowing her head as she did. Presenting her breast and butt with every move was second nature to her, so she really didn’t have to worry about her regular movements, as all of them should be perfectly adequate.

“Oh wow. Those spirits really did a number on you, didn’t they? Last thing I knew you got sucked into the vortex and then you just got suddenly spat out of the water.” Tirluna said, while Zoroa raised her head again.

“I see. That shines light on why I am on land again.” Zoroa spoke, quickly checking her surroundings. And something immediately caught her eye, that her mistress was quickly to point out as well. “The good thing is that you pretty much landed exactly where you needed to go anyway. Look! The bridge is behind you and the door next room is just a few steps away~”

Zoroa chuckled, then nodded understandingly. “That indeed seems to be the case. Let’s see what the next room has in store for us.”

And with that, Zoroa opened the door to the next room slowly and hopped on her tail into the new room the best she could. She really missed having a bubbly coral, but such is the fate of those who forget to bring it.

The next room over was a huge square with cursed equipment once again scattered in every corner of the room. Yet the most striking feature this time was a very wide hole in the ceiling and an old looking mirror in the middle of the room.

“This mirror is what we call, the friend joker.” Tirluna explained as Zoroa could hear the smile creeping on her mistress’ face. “You can call in a friend to help you with the puzzles ahead, but if you do he would also be subjected to the whims of the Spirits of the CYOA. Will you choose to…”

“Call Sanji.” Zoroa stated flatly, a huge smile forming on her face.

“Huh? Uhm… you sure? I mean he could be…”

“Don’t worry mistress, I have thought this through.” Zoroa asked, crossing her arms under her chest as she nodded to herself. “First: The guy deserves every curse you throw his way. And second: I have fought almost no one the entire day. I am in the mood of punching someone~”

“Err… Definitely the most unique reasoning I have ever heard, but okay.” Tirluna said, her voice suddenly sounding a lot more usable compared to before. Then the mirror in the middle of the room started to glow. “Summoning in, Blackleg Sanji from the Strawhat pirates!”

*Clirr*

A bright flash of light filled the room followed by the sound of shattering glass. Zoroa obviously covered her eyes in just the right moment to make sure she could keep her posture even by surprise flashes like that. Yet when she saw who now lay on the ground in front of the shattered mirror, Zoroa had to grin.

“What the… Did I just get sucked into a mirror of all things…” Sanji let out, slowly raising himself off the ground as he lit a cigarette in his mouth, then looked around. “Why would anything drop me off in a place like… HOLY MOTHER OF BOOBS!!! I HAVE LANDED IN MERMAID TIT HEAVEN!!!”

In an instant, Sanji recoiled backwards at the sight of Zoroa’s enormous mammaries, with her letting out a proud huff, giving her breasts another jiggle and driving Sanji one step closer to a brutal nosebleed. Yet Sanji, somehow managed to catch himself and say while holding his nose shut. “Wait… Zoro? Is that you?!?”

"It's Zoroa, you numbskull.” The sharkmaid answered, wearing a big smile on her face. “And I have summoned you here for a very simple reason.” Then she pointed the trident at Sanji, making him take a step backwards, before Zoroa declared loud and clear “Fight me!”

“So you summoned me just to fight, you musclehead?” Sanji asked while rolling his eyes.

“Are you scared you can’t take me looking like this, Eyebrow?” Zoroa responded, to which Sanji's eye twitched in anger.

“Hold on a minute, girls. You are not here to fight!” Tirluna interjected. “You are here to get transformed by… I mean, solve puzzles to escape this grove and take home prizes and should help each other for that.”

“Don’t worry Mistress, I have everything under control.” Zoroa spoke, bowing politely to the invisible voice. “What are your weapon recommendations for today, Mistress?”

“Mistress? You have fallen deep to call anyone mistress, you know? Guess I have to kick that nonsense out of you once again.” Sanji replied, raising his foot, battle ready.

“Uhm… Uh… I guess the ‘Twin wing swallow blade’ is pretty useful. And the ‘greaves of nightmare’ are also good?” Tirluna spoke, with Zoroa nodding and smiling at every word.

“Then I just make sure to hit this stupid eyebrow into exactly those blades and those greaves. Then all of us are happy~” Zoroa replied, making Tirluna audible gulp. “Now come at me, you third rate chef and show me that you are not just all talk!”

“I would never hit a woman, but you are nothing but a brute! You’re on!” Sanji replied as both stormed at each other so fast that winds started blasting around the room with everyone of their movements.

Tirluna meanwhile shyly let out: “Spirits of the CYOC…H-help…? I mean… what will you choose…?”

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It seems like Zoro has found a treasure trove of legendary swords and artifacts. Though whether that is a stroke of luck or his downfall is entirely YOUR choice~

This will be a massive collab between Hiros53 and 97Tsukishima and we are super excited for it. With Hiros53 writing a CYOA and 97Tsukishima drawing a CYOC.

Check out the Change Chart to find out how you can contribute to the change.

Links:

CYOAdventure Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

CYAChange Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

Current Stats:

Zoro:

De-manification Level: 5MAX

Hair length Level: 4

Amount of arms: 2

Height: 2,2m

Temporary changes: Mermaid + Minotaur

Cloths: Maid uniform

Intelligence level: 1

Subservience to Tirluna Level: 5MAX

Lust for battle Level: 5MAX

Arousal towards the changes Level: 5MAX

Breast size Level: 5MAX

Hip, Butt and Thigh size Level: 5MAX

Maid-ification Level: 5MAX

Sanji:

Girlification Level: 0

Hair style Level: 0

Amount of Legs(Taurification): 2

Height: 1,8m

Temporary changes: none

Fondness of Zoro Level: 0

Ara Ara energy Level: 0

Lewdness Level: 0

High classiness Level: 0

Breast size Level: 0

Hip, Butt and Thigh size Level: 0

Commanding Zoro Level: 0