Developing Devil Fruit

In the morning, Crocodile woke up and saw the two ladies sleeping peacefully beside him. He carefully got out of bed, taking a moment to observe their serene expressions before heading to the bathroom for a shower. The warm water revitalized him, washing away the remnants of the previous night's activities. After drying off, he dressed in a fresh set of clothes, feeling the fabric's crispness against his skin.

Crocodile turned into sand and silently flew out of the window, navigating through the morning light. As he reached the desert outskirts of Alabasta, he landed softly, remarking to himself, "Hmm, the Sand-Sand Fruit can still help me fly for a short period at low altitude."

With a determined expression, Crocodile decided it was time to hone his abilities further. "Now, let's try some new moves," he said to himself, his voice filled with anticipation.

He began practicing his Sand-Sand Fruit powers, manipulating the sand around him with increasing precision and power. He created swirling sandstorms, formed intricate sand constructs, and experimented with new techniques to maximize his Devil Fruit's potential. The desert became his training ground, each grain of sand responding to his will.

Hours passed as Crocodile pushed his limits, refining his mastery over the Sand-Sand Fruit. His movements grew more fluid, his control more absolute. As the sun climbed higher in the sky, he felt a sense of accomplishment and readiness for whatever challenges lay ahead.

[ Sand Sand Fruit( 85% -> 90% )]

Crocodile glanced at his status screen and saw that his Devil Fruit mastery had reached 90%. "Soon, it will awaken," he said to himself, a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. "With me, the Sand-Sand Fruit will be developed to its fullest potential."

He decided to test a new ability. "Sand Eye," he commanded, and suddenly, thousands of tiny sand eyeballs materialized and dispersed into the air. "Go now," Crocodile ordered, and the sand eyes stormed off in all directions. With this ability, Crocodile could now monitor the entire Alabasta with ease. The Sand Eye allowed him to see everything, and with his enhanced control over the sand, he could sense every grain throughout the kingdom.

Satisfied with his new capabilities, Crocodile looked up at the moon, which hung high in the night sky. "Hmm, it's late now. I should head back to the base," he mused.

Generating a small sandstorm at his feet, Crocodile turned into sand and flew back to his base. He marveled at his newfound ability to fly longer and at a higher altitude than before, feeling an exhilarating sense of freedom and power.

As he soared through the night sky, Crocodile's thoughts were filled with the possibilities that lay ahead.

Back at the base, Crocodile headed to the cafeteria for some food. As soon as he entered, the chef quickly bowed and brought out a lavish spread of food and wine. Crocodile devoured everything with gusto.

Nico Robin, observing him, commented, "Boss, you're eating a lot more than usual."

Crocodile smirked and replied, "Focus on your work, Robin. If you want to continue living, I won't tolerate betrayals." He walked past her, exuding an aura of authority.

As he continued down the hall, Robin informed him, "Miss Golden Week has arrived. She's waiting in your room."

Crocodile smiled as he approached his room, then closed the door behind him. He looked at Golden Week, who greeted him with a mix of curiosity and nervousness. "Hello, Boss. You called me here urgently?"

Crocodile nodded. "Yes, Lily. I indeed called you here."

Golden Week looked surprised. "Boss, you called me by my true name."

Crocodile grinned, "Let's call you that from now on." He walked towards Lily, his presence commanding and intense. He bent down and kissed her softly. Lily blushed and stammered, "Boss, what are you doing?" Yet, she didn't resist the kiss, leaning into it instead.

Crocodile whispered, "Lily, I love you."

Lily, blushing even more deeply, confessed, "Boss, actually, I have a crush on you too."

Crocodile laughed, pleased with her confession. He then removed his clothes and gently placed Lily on the bed. Lily's face turned crimson, and she covered her eyes but couldn't help peeking through her fingers at Crocodile's sculpted physique.

"Boss, please be gentle. It's my first time," Lily said shyly.

Crocodile smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry," he said, gently tearing open Lily's clothes and beginning the foreplay. He started by kissing Lily's neck, making her body shiver with pleasure. Suddenly, she squirted, gasping, "Sorry, Boss, it was too much for me."

"No problem, Lily," Crocodile replied, kissing her again. He then moved to the main event, slowly penetrating her. It was incredibly tight, but he increased his pace gradually, ensuring her comfort. Lily's moans filled the room as she clung to Crocodile, their bodies moving in sync.

"I'm about to cum, Boss," Lily moaned.

Crocodile quickened his pace, reaching deeper inside her. Their climax came simultaneously, an intense wave of pleasure that left them both breathless. Exhausted and drenched in sweat, Lily collapsed onto the bed, clutching Crocodile as they both lay there, hearts pounding and bodies entwined.

Suddenly, Crocodile spoke up, "You two can come out as well." Zala, also known as Miss Doublefinger, and Valentine emerged from their hiding spot under the bed.

Valentine apologized, "Sorry, Boss. Lily arrived in the room suddenly, and we didn't have time to hide."

Zala chimed in, "Sorry, Boss. We'll leave quickly."

Crocodile waved off their apologies. "No need," he said, his gaze lingering appreciatively on their figures. "Come, sit on my lap."

Zala and Valentine exchanged glances but complied, settling onto Crocodile's lap.

As Lily woke up and saw Zala and Valentine with Crocodile, her initial surprise turned into a mix of emotions. "How come you guys are here too?" she asked, her voice filled with a mixture of curiosity and concern.

Crocodile met her gaze with a reassuring look. "Lily, I love them too," he said softly, understanding the complexity of the situation.

Lily stood up, her emotions on full display. "Boss, I know you won't be satisfied with me alone," she began, tears glistening in her eyes. "But you must always remember to keep loving me, no matter how many girls you have."

Her words carried a depth of vulnerability and strength, and the slight anger in her expression added a touch of cuteness to her demeanor.

Crocodile smiled fondly at her. "Of course, Lily. I promise I will always love you," he said sincerely, pulling her into a warm embrace. Their lips met in a tender kiss, conveying a sense of reassurance and understanding between them.

As they parted, Lily's eyes sparkled with newfound certainty. "Thank you, Boss," she said softly, a small smile playing on her lips.

Crocodile returned her smile, his affection for her evident in his eyes. "You're welcome, Lily," he replied, feeling a deep connection with her.

[ Ding....]

[Hypersensitivity: "Hypersensitivity unwraps the ability for an individual to increase or decrease their own senses, as well as influencing the sensory experiences of others."]