Chapter 3 - Worshipping a God in Skypeia/Long Ring Long Slut

Light illuminated all of Skypeia as Wyper's last stand came to a tragic end. The proud warrior had been struck down by a godly lightning bolt that sent dust flying across the battlefield. Zoro, Robin and Chopper's bodies were sent flying, but they weren't conscious to feel it.

Nami, unfortunately, was. She shielded her eyes from the debris and blinding light. Her eyes were drawn to crater of where Wyper once stood, then she looked to see if there were any signs of movement, or even life from her friends.

The crackle of electricity behind her reminded her of the cause of this destruction. He said, "You're the only one left."

Nami turned, seated on the ground, to face him. Enel stood triumphant, wielding his golden rod, shirtless with the drums poking out of his back.

Zoro and Wyper could do nothing against him, the Sky Knight was worthless against him. Nami knew her clima tact would do nothing against a force of nature like him. How could she hope to survive against him?

"I... Please take me with you!" Nami blurted out. She raised her hand, with a terrified but somehow cheerful smile she said, "I'll come with you! The dream world..." The thunder god's face didn't move. Nervously, Nami said, "No?"

After a second that felt like it lasted an eternity, Enel said, "Very well. Follow me."

Nami had to follow the lightning wielder all the way to a hidden cave, inside was a massive ship, which he called the Ark Maxim. He claimed that only his power could make the ship fly, meaning it must work on some sort of Dial that fed off electricity in the same way the Impact Dials worked off of stored force.

The orange-haired pirate and the thunder god made their way to the deck of the enormous ship. That was when Enel sat down and looked at her.

"So what use are you to me, exactly?" Enel asked, sitting cross-legged on a raised platform, "What can you do for me that I cannot? How can you impress me when all of my God's Army failed me."

"Well, I'm not really a fighter..." Nami explained. Her nervousness had caused sweat to accumulate on her skin, a bead dripped from her neck down into the cleavage between her large tits, barely contained by her blue camouflage bikini top. Her legs were shaking, she wasn't wearing anything more than a pair of brown cut off shorts that we so short, her ass cheeks were poking out the bottom. Nami swallowed, "Any God needs someone to worship them."

The self-proclaimed Kami studied her for authenticity then stood up once again and approached her. He loomed over her, much taller than she was. With hollow, emotionless eyes, he asked, "How do you worship a god?"

Nami had only one card to play, she wished she could do more, but this was what she was good at. She answered, "On my knees."

Nami got down, bring her head down to Enel's crotch level. She reached up, cautious not to make a wrong move and grabbed onto the baggy pants he wore. He watched her with the smug grin that seemed cemented onto his face as she pulled them down to around his knees.

His cock was hard and when it was freed from his pants, it sprung up and knocked Nami in the face. She was surprised, it was the first cock she'd seen that was nearly was as big as Arlong's. With her face right next to it, the length was nearly the same as her head.

She wrapped her fingers around it and held it gently, she stroked, her bare hand on his dry cock. Her thumb worked over the ridge of his helmet with each motion, incorporating her wrist as she brought her hand up and down the length.

Nami's wet, pink tongue crept out of her mouth slowly as she touched the tip to the base of Enel's large dick and began to drag her agile muscle along the length of the shaft until she reached the head. At the peak of his prick, she flicked her tongue. She looked up at him with a smile, planting a gentle kiss on the head of his cock, then returning to the base to give him another long lick. After running her tongue up the length from several angles, she started with kisses, applying her soft kisses to his shaft until she reached the head.

It might have felt like she was stalling, it was possible she should have just started sucking and throating his cock immediately. Nami thought that would be a mistake, Enel wanted to be worshipped. He thought he was a god, he called himself Kami. If the pirate slut was going to worship him, she'd have to start by worshipping his cock.

She dragged her soft lips along the underside of his cock until she reached the tip, and that's when she pushed the head into her mouth. Nami started to suck, wrapping her juicy lips around the shaft, sliding them down the length of Enel's cock. Her hand, petite in comparison to the thunder god's dick, held it delicately at the base. Her goal was to bring her mouth to her hand, but his cock was so big that it would take some warming up.

Nami tasted his cock on her tongue, breathing out hard through her nostrils. She closed her eyes and set to work.

"If this is how you worship gods in the beneath sea. Shame I won't get to see that," Enel commented. Nami's heart soared, if he was enjoying getting his cock sucked, then maybe she wouldn't die an awful lightning-y death. All she would have to do was suck his cock and fuck him until the day came when he had some irrational bout of anger and THEN killed her with a bolt of lightning. How could this plan go wrong?

Nami buried those thoughts and focused on sucking the dick in front of her. She told him, "You have an amazing cock, Kami."

"Hm," Enel said confidently, his ego knew no limit. He really was an asshole...

Nami plunged the egomaniac's dick into her throat for the first time, seeing how deep she could fit it. Luckily, it wasn't as thick as Arlong's, even if the length was comparable. The head dipped into her esophagus, plugging it as her throat muscles hugged it. The head jammed against the back of her throat. She looked down and saw there were several inches that she still had to go.

"Kk," came a sound from Nami's breath as she suppressed her gag reflex. She had to retreat for now, sliding the dick out of her mouth, dragging her tongue and lips along his shaft in the process. Nami gasped then returned, bobbing her head rapidly. The sucking sounds grew louder as she used more saliva in the process, taking breaks to stroke his cock, now well-lubricated. Nami worked up her nerve and tried once again, driving her mouth down and down until finally she felt his balls against her chin.

Nami had successfully taken the full length of the Kami's cock down her throat, she placed her arms at her side as she willed herself to stay there. Her large brown eyes looked up with them, pained with her gag reflex. Her hands slowly turned to fists as she tried to stay as long as possible. Her teeth pulled back and she let out a loud gagging sound as she ultimately was forced to pull back. She gasped once her mouth was free from the dick.

"Remove your clothes," Enel ordered. Nami did as she was instructed, dropping them onto the deck at her feet. Her breasts bounced free as soon as her camo top was removed, she had difficulty squeezing her round ass out of her tight-fitting shorts. The thunder god grabbed her by the elbow and directed her to bend over a nearby platform. Nami placed her hands on the wooden surface and looked ahead. She felt Enel grip her by the hip as his other hand guided the head of his cock into her pussy.

Enel's cock drove into her as he started to pound her hard. His hips clapped hard against Nami's juicy ass, it rippled with impact each time their bodies collided.

His hands crept up her back, first grabbing her shoulders and then finding their way to grip her pigtails. Enel pulled back on the braided hair like a pair of reins, yanking Nami's head back. The pirate's mouth was open wide and her eyes closed as she cried out.

Enel was wearing a smirk on his face as he thrust his cock into the young woman, pulling on her pigtails proved surprisingly pleasurable for her. He could feel how wet her tight pussy was around his thick cock, her muscles tensed around his shaft. She was rocking her body against his, slamming her ass back against his hips.

Enel brought his palm down on her plump buttocks, the smack drowned echoed like thunder. Nami squealed and had to bite her hand to calm herself.

"Kami, may I please get on top and ride your magnificent cock?" Nami begged, she worried she was being too conspicuous. If Enel suspected her of being insincere, he would likely not hesitate to bring down a bolt of lightning on her. Still, she added, "I want to properly serve you, Kami!"

Enel seemed to buy into her begging and gave her the opportunity. He slid his cock out of her and laid down on the deck of the Ark Maxim. Nami climbed on top of him, she reached under and grabbed his cock, aiming it to insert the head into herself. The orange-haired pirate lowered her ass down, feeling the lightning god's cock enter her wet pussy. Enel folded his hands behind his head and watched her work, allowing her to serve him.

Nami's eyes closed as she looked up, her jaw dropped and she sighed. She thought about how she had fallen for it once again. She consistently lied to herself that she was a helpless maiden and her only escape was to fuck her way out. She liked sex, loved it even. She always resisted going back to Arlong, but as soon as his dick went into her, she remembered how much she enjoyed it. She would get herself backed into a corner with pirates or the Marines and then offer to blow all of them to get away. If she didn't like it, then why would she be getting fucked on a daily basis by her own crew, on her demand?

If she weren't such a whore, she might be a better fighter.

Nami rode Enel's cock, holding herself up by placing her hands on his incredibly defined abs. She had long practiced a method of doing this where she pinched her elbows in to squeeze her breasts together, makkng them more pronounced. It worked, but it meant her tits couldn't bounce quite as much. They still bounced plenty though.

The Navigator worked her ass up and down quickly, her cheeks bobbing and clapping together.

"Oh god!" Nami cried, as she slammed her pussy to the base of his cock. Her eyes rolled back as she relished every piercing plunge of the thick shaft into her tight, wet pussy. As her body began to tense, enjoying herself a little too much, she squealed, "Oh Kami!"

Without warning, Enel thrust his cock up, taking over the action. The sudden movement caught Nami by surprise, making it feel like the dick had thrust deeper than ever before. Nami's eyes opened wide, her jaw dropped and trembled. It might have been easy to mistake this look for 'terror' but it was one of bewilderment as pleasure exploded all through her body. She dug her fingers in, accidentally scratching Enel's skin. He didn't seem to notice or care, but Nami felt a slight tingle that could either be ecstasy or Enel's electricity.

"Enough," the pale lightning god stated, "Finish the job."

Nami was still shaking but she managed to climb off of Enel's dick and return to sucking his dick. She stradled his leg as she worked the shaft with her hand and serviced his knob with her mouth and tongue. She had a hunger to her approach, feverishly sucking and stroking as if she craved the cum more than anything in the world.

In that moment, she kind of did.

She sensed his balls tightening, his rod grew extra hard as the head bulged. Cum exploded into her mouth, Nami swallowed it as fast as he could pump it. Enel let out a groan, the first sign he had ever exerted himself through the whole process.

As Nami nursed off of the end of his cock, she noticed Enel's expression had changed. He got to his feet and looked into the distance. The smug smirk was replaced with confusion and annoyance.

"Is something wrong, sir?" Nami asked from her knees, keeping up her worshipping facade.

"Who is that?" Enel wondered, he paused then after deciding he said, "No... It's nothing. As I thought, it's apparently not one of the five that survived. Honestly, where on Earth were they hiding?"

Enel jumped up on the railing. He looked at the ground a few dozen feet beneath them

"How aggravating, so my prophecy did not come true..." Enel had now grown overcome with anger.

From the ground, there was a deep, loud inhale. Then Luffy's unmistakable voice screamed, "ARE YOU THAT ENERU GUY!?!"

Nami scrambled to the railing. Even though she was buck naked, she leaned over the side of the Ark Maxim and screamed with joy, "LUFFY!!!"

She knew, deep in her heart:

Her Captain was about to fuck up a God.

Team Foxy emerges victorious in Round #1's game of Hit and Dead Ball!!!

Captain Foxy of the Foxy Pirates was filled with arrogance as he basked in his victory, not caring that he had stolen it through nefarious means once again. Cheating was a well-established part of a Davy Back Fight, but he had crafted it into an art form at this point. The Strawhats were doing their best to win mostly on their own merit, playing within the rules imposed upon them. The prize in these games were the chance to steal any crew member of the opposite team. Chopper had already been passed back and forth, at the behest of his second-in-command, Porche.

Foxy laughed cockily, "The one I want..."

Porche hugged herself, eager for a chance to hug and squeeze the adorable furry creature on the Strawhat crew, "...Is obvious to us all! Right, Boss?"

Foxy raised his finger, scanning the Strawhat crew. Chopper grew increasingly nervous, until the finger was pointed above him.

"The archaeologist, Nico Robin.!"

It was a grand shock for the whole crew, Robin said, "Me?"

It made sense, the Strawhats main trump card had been Robin's savviness and her Devil Fruit ability. Taking her would cripple the Luffy's chances at winning additional rounds. Robin knew this was always a possibility, that she had made herself too valuable in the eyes of the opposing team. She turned one last time and said, "Bye."

The tall, raven-haired woman walked across the playing field. Leaving her friends behind in shock at her callousness. Robin fastened the Foxy Pirates signature mask around her face, and asked her new crewmates, "How do I look?"

She knew that she was an appetizing dish. She was wearing a tight pair of leggings that hugged her long, slender legs and juicy buttocks. Her tank top was lowcut, showing off the cleavage from her large chest while her leather jacket gave her a dangerous look.

The Foxy Pirates were fawning over her, a group of them were surrounding her. One complimented her mask, "Suits you perfectly!"

"You look great, black-haired lady!"

"I wanted you to join us from the very start!"

Porche was pouting heavily. Not only because her desire to adopt Chopper as a pet had been ignored, but also because she was jealous from the attention that her new crewmate was receiving.

"Well, she needs to pay her dues before she's a real Foxy Pirate!" Porche shouted, her voice was a little more desperate than she wanted.

"What do you mean?" Captain Foxy asked, he thought her allegiance had already been paid for.

"Well, she..." Porche looked at how the men were fawning over the slender yet busty, raven-haired beauty. She stammered then blurted out, "She needs to fuck every crewman on board!"

The Foxy Pirates froze, was Porche serious?

"Alright, that seems fair," Robin said, dropping to her knees, "Should I start with blowjobs?"

The Foxy Pirates literally cheered as the tripped over each other to secure their place in line. Robin shrugged off her leather jacket and let it drop behind her. Her eyes locked on the first of the dicks presented to her, simply the fastest to get his hard unit out of his pants. The archaeologist wrapped her soft lips around the head and began to suck as she used her hands to move the straps of her tank top off of her shoulders. She slid the top down to expose her remarkably large breasts.

In truth, Robin was very pleased with this turn of events. For most of her life, she had sheltered herself. She had been a pirate young and never quite trusted any of her crew. One by one the pirates and criminals would find out who she was and try to hand her in for money. All of them were either killed by the Marines for even associating with her or Robin would do the deed herself.

Even as a part of Baroque Works, she avoided letting anyone know who she was, only Crocodile knew. He saw more value in her ability to read the poneglyphs than for a one-time payday that even he knew was a sour deal.

It wasn't until the Strawhats brought her aboard that she started to have fun for the first time in her pirating career.

Robin was instantly jealous of how much fun Nami was capable of having. She constantly had her legs up in the air being fucked by one of the Strawhats as they traveled between islands. Immediately after Robin had joined the crew, they'd run afoul of the Masira Pirates over the salvage rights of a sunken ship. Nami had won the rights by agreeing to fuck their apish captain.

Then in Mocktown, she'd boosted the crew's gold supply by working the brothel for a few hours. Judging by the money she brought back, Robin knew there was no way she was taking customers one at a time.

In Skypeia, not only had she stalled Enel long enough for Luffy to battle him just by using sex, but the amount of fun she had in the victory banquet afterwards was impressive.

Robin had fantasized about running into an opponent where her only option was to fuck her way out. She wanted to resort to that in Skypeia, her first opponent was a man who was so round that she doubted he would even be ABLE to fuck her. Then when she met Enel, he rendered her unconscious before she could offer to fuck him.

Otherwise, Robin was somewhat shy, she didn't know how Nami had the confidence to just use her body to get what she wanted. Robin only now was able to do it since she had the opportunity dropped in her lap.

"Robin's really getting along with them..." Usopp commented from across the field.

Nic Robin was on her knees, she held a cock in her right hand as she wrapped her lips around the head, her cheeks were sucked in as she serviced the Foxy Pirate. Her eyes looked up at him with lust in her eyes. Surrounded by the pirates, she reached behind her, able to wrap her hand around an anonymous cock.

The newly won prize was passed around, not able to spend much time pleasuring any single dick. A pair of hands gently seized her by the sides of the head and guided her up and down the length of a new cock. Once her mouth traveled too deep onto a rod, nearing the base, she took her hand away from the shaft and allowed the pirate to mouth-fuck her. Robin closed her eyes and felt as the helmet rubbed against her tongue back and forth, driving repeatedly into her throat. He shoved his prick in deep and held it there, his crotch pushed into her face as he choked her with his meat. Robin's eyes rolled back as she smiled internally.

Once the one pirate decided to throat-fuck her and engage in choking her, it seemed that's what every pirate had decided to do. Robin's mouth and throat were passed from one sadistic cock to the next, her hands scrambling to find cocks to stroke as she was orally assaulted and her entire line of vision was blocked by the body pushed against her face. The archaeologist was ripped from one cock to another, given only a single second to take a breath before she was pushed onto a new cock.

A pirate lied down on the lounge chair that Nico Robin had been enjoying not long before, an aggressive hand on the back of her head forced her towards him, his dick forced into her mouth. It didn't take much for her to notice that now her ass was up in the air. Rough fingers grabbed the waist-line of her legging and pulled them down over the hump of her ass and to her knees, stretching them horribly out of shape in the process. Robin wished he would have just torn them, that would have been so much hotter.

The tough hands grabbed her hips as a hard cock entered her from behind. Robin was too busy to look and see who it was, she was too busy stroking and sucking on the cock in front of her, but she let out a loud moan as the dick started to pump her pussy. She cooed as the pleasure flooded over her. Her large tits bounced as her whole body shook.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Robin said, throwing her head back to express her enjoyment. Unfortunately for the man she was essentially lying on top of, another pirate approached and took advantage of her open orifice, thrusting his cock rapidly into her throat. Robin's chanting quickly turned into "GULK! GULK! GULK!"

Thankfully, she was able to direct attention to the man beneath, returning her mouth to service his cock as he groped her tits and squeezed her nipples. She was so thankful for the stimulation she eventually climbed further on top of him, his cock found its way into her cunt as one of the pirates took his turn fucking her, he found the only open hole to be his asshole. Robin was more than willing to receive it. Her leggings had been completely ripped away by now, torn to shreds so she was able to spread her legs more.

She had never been anally fucked, though she had practiced enough with dildos over the years. This was almost a dream come true for her. It still was not completely comfortable. She gripped the top rung of the lounge chair and bit the bar as she felt the head enter her backdoor. Her eyes rolled back as she experienced every single second of it.

The cock buried deep in her asshole, started to hump her. Robin became acclimated to the sensation and was now able to properly return her mouth to use, there were multiple takers for the spot. They took turns fucking her throat as she stroked as many cocks as possible. With her Devil Fruit ability, she sprouted extra arms to help with the task.

Nico Robin threw herself into the task of being the Foxy Pirates' whore, there was no time for the men to savor the experience. There were so many of them that when they had the opportunity to fuck her, they had to blow their load as soon as possible so that they weren't ousted from their position and forced to the back of the line.

All of her holes were fucked for seemingly hours, filled with cum from countless men. Her stomach was full by the end, her legs had lost all sensation. She was exhausted, and now nothing more than a cock-sleeve for the men to slam thier cocks into her. She weakly moved her head back and forth to service the dick between her lips.

"Hey. Robin," a familiar voice said, it was that of Zoro, "We won a game, so you're back on our crew."

Robin was a complete mess by this point. Her black hair was sticking to her face from sweat. Her eyeliner and mascara were large, blotchy clouds around her eyes. Her body was glistening in sweat and cum. She was now lying on the ground with her legs up in the air as one of the Foxy Pirates fucked her pussy and another knelt next to her head, shoving his cock into her mouth. Of course, she had a cock in each hand.

Zoro did not seem phased by her predicament. He had his arms folded, famous trio of swords hanging from his hip. He said, simply, "Let's go."

Robin was slightly defiant as she said, "I'm not done yet. I have to fuck everyone on the crew."

"Are you serious?" Zoro said, rasing an eyebrow, "there's like 500 pirates on this crew, four-fifths of them are probably men. You've only fucked about thirty or forty of them..."

Robin threw her head back as she felt the pirate with his cock in her tight pussy thrust deep and shoot his load into her cunt. Not too long after that, she completed sucking off the dick in her mouth.

Robin climbed to her feet, as shaky as her legs were. She looked out at the rest of the crew, all seemingly wondering whether or not they were going to get their turn with the archaeologist or not.

The naked beauty raised her hands, crossing them across her chest. "Salope Fleur!!!"

Across the field, bodies began to sprout from the ground. Robin's Devil Fruit ability did not allow her to grow an entire body, but she WAS able to create copies of herself that were imperfect, they all appeared to be buried from the knees and elbows down. They all very much had fully functional mouth, pussies and asses.

Over on the Foxy Pirates' ship, dozens of copies of Robin's face sprouted from the hull. She had created a glory hole system where they got to fuck her face directly.

The Gangbang of the Archaeologist took longer than the Davy Back fight. Without the numbers to aid their cheating, the Foxy Pirates didn't stand a chance against Luffy and his crew. He declined taking any of their crew members though, he only wanted their flag, that was the ultimate insult.

As they walked back to the hut, home of Sonjit, the unwilling catalyst of all this drama, Zoro said, "You know, you're not fully back on the crew yet. You have to do your initiation with us as well."

Robin smirked, "I look forward to it."

They soon noticed someone leaning against the hut, a stranger wearing a sleep mask. It didn't take them long to realize this was actually Aokiji, one of the three Admirals of the Marines. He was practically a force of nature compared to them.

Robin applied lip gloss, knowing that he was here for her. This was her opportunity, maybe she could fuck her way out of this, just once.

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