Warning: LONG (For part one of the fic see previous part of this series)

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“Dear Everyone,

I’m sorry to be addressing to you in this manner. By the time you’re reading this, you have probably confirmed our desertion. Maybe you are still looking for us, well, I’m sorry to have taken so long to write to you. We simply had to make sure we get far away enough.

You are probably dumbfounded by what had transpired over the past few months, and I will try to explain to you in full the reasons for our desertion. But let me just begin by shattering your hopes completely. Do not look for us, our decision is final and we will not return to you. Let’s not waste any more time on each other and just go our separate ways. You will not have a say in this matter.

I’m sure you are shocked by the photo. Chopper insisted that we pose for a photo and include it with the letter… something to do his alpha male ego that wants to demonstrate his dominance over his mating partners... You know how he has his different transformation ‘points’? Well, after two years, it seems that his hormone began going off like crazy, and he developed an extra ‘point’ – a ‘horny point’. Except that it’s always on, like he’s always in heat. …that’s how he explained it to us, anyway.

It’s funny though, that when Chopper requested to take our lewd photos for the purpose of breaking your hearts, we willingly, and frankly quite happily followed his order, despite of knowing much you will suffer and anguish over this. For we have become his willing captive, unwilling to turn ourselves away from him, kneeling on the floor on all fours and wagging our butts at his mercy.
Yes, we have fallen so low.

Remember the weekly medical examinations that Chopper had us do? Well, it wasn’t entirely for the sake of the crew’s health. For months Chopper had been secretly administrating female doe sex hormones into Robin and my body, disguised as his so called ‘vitamin supplement injections’. He gave us small doses so that we would not notice, but slowly and surely, we began to feel its effect.

It started with an unbearable desire to mate. I often woke up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat, my pussy itching and swollen. I took up masturbating, something I’ve never done, sometimes dozens of times per day. Yet after each climax I could only feel a dreadful emptiness, as if I cannot be truly satisfied unless I have a real cock inside me. It’s weird to mention this now, but at the time I probably would have done it with anyone of you guys. I was seriously considering it… that was how badly I wanted it.

And one day I noticed the scent, a distinct, powerful stink that hung around the ship. Yet whenever I smell it I became extremely wet down there. It got so bad that I had to go through rounds of fresh underwear per day. Then I realized the smell was coming from within Chopper’s trousers. It was his pheromone, a raw and masculine aroma of youthful buck. Of course I didn’t know what was happening to me then, but the injection was doing its trick. It had turned Robin and I into Chopper’s does, and we were seeking him out, to mate.

Robin was the first one to fall. I began waking up in the middle of the night to find Robin’s bunk empty. One night I secretly followed her down to the dock chambers at the bottom of the ship. As I tiptoed down the stairs, the aroma of the pheromone grew ever stronger, and as I peered through the crack of the dock chamber door, I was greeted by an unsettling sight.

Robin was sprawled on all fours on the ground, with Chopper sitting on top of her, thrusting violently. The intelligent and sophisticated historian that we all knew was gone. In her place was a pathetic creature blubbering nonsense and more profanities than you though you knew, crying and begging Chopper to fuck her harder in between all her tears and snots. I was horrified, but the only thing I thought of doing was to reach into my pajama and touch myself. I watched them engage in raw animalistic sex for what seemed like an eternity until Chopper suddenly buried himself balls deep into Robin. They both let out a low moan as Robin climaxed violently, trembling underneath a very still Chopper, whose anus clenched tightly and his dark, shiny balls pulsated. I knew right then that Chopper was dumping his seeds into her, marking her, breeding her.

When Chopper finally slid out of her, a thick trail of semen started trickling out of a pass-out Robin. Chopper sat there, admiring his feat and trophy for a moment, before turning the door behind which I was hiding. And with a motion of a finger, Chopper signaled for me to come in. He knew I was there the whole time, he could smell me. And both he and I knew that it was my turn now.

Chopper was not gentle with me. Despite of being extremely lubricated from my overflowing juices, Chopper’s monstrous cock was still many sizes too big for me. He mercilessly tore through my hymen (surprise, I managed to keep my virginity up until that point, despite of what you may think), ignoring my cries and pleads for mercy. He held my legs above my head and forcibly positioned my head so that I could stare right at his massive cock ravaging my swollen pussy. With each thrust he rammed my cervix with the force of an impact dial …at least that’s how it felt like. It was painful, almost as if he was trying to tear a hole through my abdomen, but at the same time he was scratching an itch… an itch deep I bore deep inside my sex for far too long.

I managed to vomit once and pissed myself twice before Chopper ritualistically dug into the deepest part of me and remained there. And with a clench he shot his thick, hot cum directly into my cervix. He continued to pump cum into me for several minutes before I eventually passed out from a sense of pure bliss and satisfaction. When I came to, I saw Robin burying her face in between my legs, hungrily slurping up Chopper’s cum flowing out of my swollen pussy, with Chopper yet again humping her from behind. “Disgusting creature,” I thought.

After the ordeal, I was sore for days and could barely stand, let alone walk. I made up the excuse of having contracted a cold and had Sanji send meals into my room, so that I could take the time to properly heal. Robin was her same old self again, sipping tea and discussing literature and history. But I know her secret. I witnessed it myself her transformation into a lowly animal eagerly wiggling her ass to be mated. She was no longer human inside, but a doe wearing human skin and clothes… And I was the same. It did not take Robin more than three days before she was slipping out of her bunk to join Chopper in the dock chamber again. And I hated myself and my incompetent pussy for missing all the fun.

Once I had healed I began joining Robin and Chopper again every night. Then we started doing it during daytime as well. We had sex so frequently that Chopper had to take up cleaning-duty of the dock chamber because…well, of all the cum and tears and piss on the floor… Not that it really helps cleaning up, anyway, because whenever he is down there Robin and I would join him there again. We made a sloppy mess of the place. We would make up excuses to do medical check-ups with Chopper and have sex in his office. We did it in every part of the ship when no one else was present. And, unbeknownst to you guys, more than once we had slipped into the male quarter and did it on your beds.

Chopper began to develop this obsession with asserting his dominance over us. It has something to do with his primal instinct to be the alpha-male and protect his prize from the other males. He loves to show off. Ordering us to wear skimpy clothing without any underwear in front of the other crewmates. He enjoyed seeing you guys ogling Robin and I, knowing that you guys will never be able to lay even one hand on us, while he can make us bend over and pound us whenever he desires. But that wasn’t enough for him. He became paranoid that one day you guys may steal us from him, and that’s when he came up with the plan.

We would run away together. As long as we stay with the crew, Chopper will always see the other crewmates as a threat. Once we have cut off all ties with you guys, Chopper will finally have total dominance over us. At first Robin and I were unsure about his proposal. Considering how Luffy and the rest of you guys had liberated my village and saved Robin from the clutches of the World Government, abandoning the crew now is a cruel betrayal. Chopper saw through our hesitation, and gave us an ultimatum:

Run away with him, and he guarantees a brand new life, losing ourselves in lust and blissful sex for the rest of our lives. Stay, and he will return everything to back to normal, and deny us sexual intercourse with him again. He even claims that he will reverse his pheromone treatment and return us back to normal human beings if we choose to stay… The sly bastard saw right through our weaknesses. The answer was clear. There is no turning back for us.

On the night of our departure, Chopper proposed one last trick on our comrades. We spiked that night’s dinner with heavy sedatives, and after you guys have passed out in your quarter, we came in to make our declaration. In front of everyone, Robin and I gave our vow, to faithfully and eternally hand over the control over our lives to Chopper and Chopper alone. Our bodies are Chopper’s property, our orifices Chopper’s playthings, our wombs Chopper’s hatchery, our fate as one with Chopper… but of course you guys were all too soundly asleep to be aware of all that. And to conclude the ceremony, we had sex with Chopper in the presence of everyone. Our deed done, we boarded the mini-submarine and began sail towards our new lives.

So that’s that, I’ve described the event leading up to our betrayal as detailed as I could. I hope this letter has cleared up some of your lingering questions. I ’m sure most of you will harbor some hatred towards us… that’s fine. We chose a path, and that path was not alongside you. It was fun while it lasted, and I genuinely hope you will all achieve your dreams in this grand ocean. When Luffy becomes the Pirate King, which I’m sure he will, maybe we will read about you in the newspapers one day. … Goodbye.

- Nami”