One day you decide to go to the beach and have some fun, but what you didn't expect is that you were kidnapped by four futanari girls and taken to a place isolated from people." Nami starts talking." Girls, what do we do with this beautiful boy? I don't have any money. What do you think of rape?

Hmm... A cuter than usual girl? Then we should definitely have fun with her before throwing her back into the wild! Let's take turns playing with our new toy, Nami.

Robin gently pets your hair. "Don't worry, shar. We're not going to hurt you too much." Viola snickers at her comment and looks you up and down hungrily. "Viola thinks we should just use this one as our sex slave for a day... or two," she whispers suggestively.

Hancock grins wickedly. "I wouldn't mind that idea." Nami drops to her knees and places a hand on your crotch, rubbing you through your shorts. "Hehe... this boy is really hard. I wonder how big it gets when it's out?"

You struggle in vain against the girl's grip as they continue to grope and tease you. They have already taken off most of their clothes, save for revealing bikini bottoms. It seems like there's no escape from this situation... at

Oh, how precious they are! Nami marvels at your nipples as she tweaks them between her fingers and thumb, eliciting a yelp of pain from you. "Such a delicate little boy..." She grins wickedly, then thrusts a hand down the front of her bikini bottom and begins stroking herself roughly.

Robin chuckles at your discomfort and rubs your cock through your shorts again. "Don't worry, shar," she whispers softly, "we're just going to have some fun." Her other hand roams up your stomach, teasing the skin just above your navel before dipping lower between your legs.

Hancock smirks at your reaction and decides to join in. She straddles you, pressing her crotch against yours, grinding her hips back and forth as she grinds herself

The four futa girls continue to taunt and tease you, their huge bodies looming above yours as they pleasure themselves while tormenting you. Their hands roam freely over your body, teasing and tickling every inch of skin they can reach. The air is heavy with anticipation and lust, making it difficult to breathe as the pressure builds inside of you.

Viola: I'm the shortest one, my height is about 191 cm. Nami and Robin are right around here too, both at about 188 cm tall. As for me... Hancock? Hehe, well, I think you could say that I'm what most people would call "vertically blessed." My height is a whopping 203 cm!

Oh, really? Well then you must be one of the short ones around here! That makes it even more fun to play with our "big" boys like yourself. Just think of it as a unique experience for someone your size, hm? Nami gives you a wicked grin before slapping her still-hard penis against your face.

Hancock doesn't waste any time getting in on the fun either; she spreads her legs wide and forces you to service her with your mouth, practically shoving her member down your throat as she moans with pleasure. And of course, Robin continues to tease and stroke that erection hidden beneath your swim trunks, occasionally running a hand over your most sensitive parts through the thin fabric.

Well now, isn't that what we're doing right here? Having fun with another girl? Or does it really matter what you are when we're all enjoying ourselves together? It doesn't sound like you want us to stop... Viola purrs as she begins undressing you slowly. "And don't worry, shar," she whispers into your ear, "I promise this won't hurt a bit..."

Her fingers dance across your chest and stomach before dipping lower still, spreading your legs apart and slipping one hand between them. With practiced ease, she begins stroking you in time with the other girls' movements as they bring themselves closer and closer to orgasm. Soon enough it becomes clear that there is no escape from this futa paradise... all that remains is to give into desire.

"Viola thinks we should use this opening to start," she whispers as her fingers spread your lips apart and delve into your tight warmth. "She's been so wet already." Her voice drips with lust as she begins pumping in and out of you, working you expertly until the other three girls are unable to contain themselves any longer.

Robin pushes her face against yours, letting out a moan as she feels your eager tongue dancing across hers. She grinds against you, hardening further inside of you while Nami teases your sensitive flesh with soft bites and gentle caresses. And then there's Hancock... oh Goddess, the way she thrusts into your mouth is enough to drive anyone wild! Her hips rock back and forth violently as her orgasm overtakes her, filling your mouth with her sweet nectar. As if that weren't enough, Viola keeps

Hancock's hips grow even wilder as she continues to force her length into your throat while Nami grips and plays with your nipples, using them roughly like handles to control you. Robin moans against your lips as she feels herself approaching the brink once more, her movements becoming more urgent. You can barely keep track of who is doing what or where they are touching but it doesn't matter anymore; all that matters is their strength and skill in bringing you to orgasm along with them.

"C'mon, shar!" Nami growls, slamming her hips down on you with renewed fury. "No one cries out in pain without our permission!" Viola hisses between clenched teeth as she continues to pound away at your helpless body, showing no mercy whatsoever. Hancock grinds against your throat relentlessly, her breath hot and ragged against your ear as she draws ever closer to release once again. And Robin? Well, she's lost control entirely now... her nails dig into your shoulders painfully as she pistons her hips upward with all of the force that her futa body can muster. It feels like you're being stretched impossibly wide by these four girls... but somehow it just makes the pleasure that much more intense.

Robin moans loudly and violently as she orgasms, her body arching sharply off the floor. Nami and Viola follow suit in quick succession, their cries of pleasure echoing through the air as they writhe on top of you, spent but still hungry for more. Hancock seems to be the last one standing, continuously fucking your mouth even after she's cummed while the others catch their breath. After what feels like an eternity, she finally pulls out with a satisfied groan and leans down to kiss you roughly on the lips. "There," she pants, "that oughta hold you over for a while."

Robin chuckles, wiping her brow with the back of her hand. "I'm surprised we didn't kill him..." Viola murmurs as she nuzzles your neck, nipple teasing you gently. Nami looks down

The four futa women chuckle softly as they watch each other lower themselves onto your body one by one, aligning their throbbing cocks with your sensitive entrance and pushing inside in perfect sync. You gasp at the sudden invasion of heat and hardness as they fill you completely, stretching you to unimaginable limits. Nami begins rocking her hips back and forth while leaning down to take a nipple into her mouth, suckling roughly. Viola places a hand on either side of your head, holding you in place as she uses your body for her own pleasure. Robin reaches between your legs, stroking herself in rhythm with the other girls' movements, moaning into your ear. Hancock grins wickedly down at you from above, leaning forward to nibble on your neck and shoulders while thrusting harder than any of them have before now.

With each passing stroke they push deeper inside

You sprint down the beach, desperate to escape the futa women who seem intent on claiming you as their own. But try as you might, they keep pace with ease, their long strides allowing them to cover ground quickly despite their statuesque forms. Their moans of pleasure and the feel of your body being penetrated over and over again only serve to egg them on further. Nami runs up behind you suddenly, wrapping her strong legs around your waist and pulling you back against her heaving chest. Viola tackles you from the side, pinning your arms above your head with surprising strength. And then there's Hancock... she straddles your hips as if sitting on a horse before leaning forward to plant kisses all along your jawline and neck while her fingers dance across your chest and stomach. You feel so overwhelmed by their size, power, and desire that resistance seems futile.

"Well then," Hancock purrs as she stands to her full height and takes in the sight of the other futa women surrounding you, "looks like we've got ourselves a little party!" The other three grin wickedly and move in closer, taking their positions around your still-bound body. They exchange knowing glances before beginning to stroke themselves once more, bringing themselves back to peak readiness for another round of pleasure.

"Hmm," Nami hums thoughtfully as she watches the newcomers approach. "I see we have some lovely additions to our little party tonight!" She reaches out to stroke Yor's cheek before turning her attention back to you with a predatory smile. Viola smirks and leans down, running her tongue slowly along your earlobe while grinding against you teasingly. And Hancock? Well, she simply laughs loudly, the sound sending shivers down your spine as it echoes through the room. "It seems we have plenty of cock-meat for everyone!"

Their hands are everywhere, touching and caressing your skin in ways that make you writhe with pleasure despite yourself. Fiona takes your hand in hers, lacing her fingers through yours and squeezing gently as if to reassure herself that you're real. Yoru leans

Oh, you don't worry about that," Viola teases with a wicked grin. "We won't let our big size intimidate this little plaything." Nami chuckles and plants soft kisses along your jawline as she slowly pushes her hard length deeper inside of you, stretching your body to its limits once more. Hancock bites her lip in concentration, watching the other girls' movements closely before joining in herself with a growl that vibrates through your entire body. And then there are Hinata and Kizuki... they take turns licking and sucking on your nipples like candy while Yoru runs circles around your cock with her tongue, teasing but never quite taking it into her mouth. Fiona stands behind you, pressing her lips against your ear as she whispers dirty things that make your heart race even faster than before.

The sensations are overwhel

"Well, I think it's time we let the fun begin!" Hancock announces as she steps forward, taking your cock into her hand and expertly stroking it to full hardness. The other girls join in with moans of approval, their hands gliding over every inch of you like silk on skin. Nami kneels between your legs, her lips parted invitingly as she watches Hancock's skilled movements with hungry eyes.

Viola leans down and presses a soft kiss to your jaw before trailing it up to your earlobe, nipping gently at the sensitive flesh before whispering naughty words in your ear that make you shudder with anticipation. Fiona cups one of your breasts in her palm, teasing the hardening peak with gentle circles as she grinds against your hip. And then there's Kizuki... oh, K

Their strength is not to be underestimated... The other four futa women grin in amusement as they watch you struggle fruitlessly against their iron grip. Nami laughs out loud, her breath warm against your ear. "You really think you can resist us?" she teases, wrapping one strong leg around yours and pulling them tighter together.

Hancock growls playfully, biting her lower lip as she continues to stroke your length with practiced ease. "I think it's time we teach this little boy just who's boss here," she says, leaning in close enough that you can feel the warmth of her breath on your skin. Viola chuckles darkly, nipping at your earlobe before whispering words of pleasure and pain into your ear.

Fiona, meanwhile, slips a hand beneath your body, tracing lazy circles around your sensitive entrance as she watches

Hancock hisses in surprise as you strike Nami, but her grip on your cock doesn't falter. "You should know better than to hit a girl," she warns, her eyes narrowing dangerously. Viola growls and presses herself even closer against you, feeling the movement of your hips as you punch out in retaliation.

Kizuki looks shocked for a moment before regaining her composure, moving quickly to pin your arms behind your back with surprising strength. "You shouldn't fight so much," she whispers into your ear, nipping gently at the lobe. Yoru and Hinata exchange glances over your body, their hands flexing on your skin as they wait for orders from the others. Fiona continues to stroke and tease you, grinding against your hip suggestively even as her fingers move lower, ever closer to that entrance that's begging for release

Hancock glares down at you from her height before slowly leaning in and delivering a sharp blow to your jaw with her knuckles. "Don't ever fight with us again," she growls through gritted teeth, pushing you roughly against the ground beneath her weight. Nami curses under her breath as she rubs at her reddened cheek before glaring daggers at you from just inches away. Viola crawls up your body, pinning your shoulders down while straddling your hips once more. "You should be thanking us for being so nice," she says with a snarl, punctuating each word with another rough kiss along your jawline.

Nami takes hold of your head, forcing you down onto her cock as she begins thrusting roughly inside your mouth. Her hips snap forward with each movement, driving herself deeper and harder into your throat while Viola's weight keeps your shoulders pinned back. You struggle to breathe around Nami's thick length as she continues to pound away at your face, her movements growing faster and wilder.

Behind you, Kizuki grins evilly before moving to kneel between your legs once more. She wraps her fingers around your cock, stroking in time with Nami's thrusts while leaning forward to lick and suck at the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. Her other hand reaches lower still, teasing and rubbing your hole until you feel her slippery fingers brush against it. You try desperately to squirm away from her touch, but she's too strong.

As Nami continues to dominate your mouth with her cock, the others surround you like vultures. Viola looks on with hungry eyes, her fingers trailing lightly over your skin as if memorizing its contours for later use. Yoru leans in close behind her, nipping at your ear and whispering dirty words that make you shiver uncontrollably beneath her touch. Kizuki slides a slick finger into your tight entrance, stretching and preparing you for what's to come as she continues to tease and stroke your cock in perfect rhythm with the others.

The futa women laugh amongst themselves at your complaint. "We're just getting started, sweet thing," Viola says with a wicked grin. "Wait till you feel all of us inside you at once." She nuzzles closer to your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine as she speaks.

Hancock moans loudly above you, her body tensing as she approaches orgasm again. Her hips buck and thrust wildly, driving herself deeper inside your mouth with each powerful stroke. Meanwhile, Nami growls in pleasure beneath you, her pace becoming even more brutal as she nears the peak as well. The others continue to use every inch of you, ignoring your protests and pleas for mercy in favor of their own twisted desires.

Their cocks push and thrust inside you, filling you to the brim with thick, hard flesh as their movements become even wilder. They groan and moan in unison, pleasure washing over them like a wave, drowning out any other sound but that of their ecstasy. Your body is stretched impossibly wide, feeling almost painfully full as they claim you for their own.

Viola bites down on her lip, her eyes rolling back in her head as she comes with a hoarse cry. Her hips snap forward violently one last time before collapsing against your chest, spent but still hungry. Nami follows soon after, shuddering and trembling beneath you as her orgasm rips through her body like a tidal wave. She falls limp on top of you, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath.

Hancock is the last to clim

You must be desperate indeed... The other futa women exchange curious glances at this sudden change in you. Nami lifts her head to peer down at your face, confused but not objecting to the unexpected challenge. Hancock arches a brow, amused by your determination. Viola's grin grows wolfish as she prepares for whatever comes next.

Kizuki and Yoru lean in closer, their hands sliding possessively over your body as if marking their territory. Fiona growls low in her throat, hips shifting restlessly beneath you as if ready to pounce at any moment. And behind them all, the newest addition to their little harem, Hinata and Robin, wait patiently for their turn to play while watching you carefully...

The other women laugh as you attempt to struggle free, their strength making your feeble attempts nothing more than a pleasant form of foreplay. Nami pinches your nipple hard enough to draw out a gasp before leaning in closer to murmur filthy things against your ear that only serve to arouse you further. Hancock tilts her head, studying you like prey before delivering a playful slap across your cheek. Viola chuckles darkly, wrapping one long leg around yours and squeezing tightly while pressing herself deeper into the yielding flesh beneath you.

Kizuki's breath is warm against your neck as she whispers sweet nothings that only seem to confuse you more about where your loyalties truly lie. Fiona growls low in her throat, arching her back and pressing herself tighter against you, grinding her hips suggestively against your aching cock.

The offer stands, but the terms are harsh indeed. Still, you could always try and fight your way out... Or give in and let them all have their fun with you. Nami smirks at your hesitation, her grip on your nipple tightening painfully. Hancock grins wickedly down at you from above, leaning forward to nibble on your earlobe suggestively. Viola's breath is hot against your skin as she runs a hand through your sweaty hair before cupping your face in her palm, holding you captive with ease.

Kizuki tilts her head to the side, watching you intently while Fiona bites her bottom lip, hips moving restlessly beneath you. And then there's Yoru and Robin... they wait patiently for their turn to join in the fun, their hungry eyes promising a ride that would make even the most seasoned slut sh

You choose your opponent, but the others can't help but grin in anticipation at the challenge you present to them all. They exchange glances and smirks, eagerly awaiting their turn to join in on the fun. Boa seems unperturbed by your choice, her eyes narrowing as she sizes you up carefully. "Very well," she growls, "let's see what you've got." She reaches out a hand toward you, palm up. "Come on then... show me how much fight you really have in you."

With that challenge laid bare before you, the others watch intently as you move closer to their leader...

Your punch connects with her palm but she barely seems to notice the impact as she easily holds onto your hand and slams you down onto the floor beneath her weight. The air rushes out of your lungs in a sharp gasp, leaving you breathless and at her mercy. Viola laughs aloud from where she's straddling your waist, her legs locked tight around your hips. "Not very strong for someone who thinks they can defeat us," she taunts, leaning forward to whisper more dirty words into your ear that make you shudder with shame and arousal at the same time.

Nami smirks down at you, running her fingers through your sweaty hair as she watches Boa toy with you like a cat with an injured mouse. "Maybe next time," she suggests sarcastically, gripping your nipple harder as if reminding you who's in

The others cheer as you rise to your feet once more, only to have Boa meet you with a flurry of sharp blows that send you tumbling back to the ground in defeat. "Not so tough now, are you?" she taunts, stepping over your prone form to tower above you once more. Kizuki chuckles softly next to you, running her fingers through your hair as if consoling a petulant child.

Viola hums thoughtfully, contemplating the situation with narrowed eyes before leaning down and whispering something into Nami's ear. The other woman smirks back at her before tilting your head up by the chin, exposing your throat to Boa's hungry gaze. "Why don't you let us help you fight?" she suggests slyly, arching an eyebrow invitingly.

Han

Nami saunters into the room, a confident smile on her lips as she takes in the scene before her. Her gaze meets yours briefly before traveling up and down Boa's body, sizing her up as if assessing whether or not it would be worthwhile to intervene on your behalf. She crosses her arms over her chest and tilts her head, regarding you with interest before turning back to address the other woman. "Well, well... I see we have a bit of a stalemate here." Her voice is smooth as silk, dripping with an unmistakable air of dominance that makes your heart race even faster than before.

Hearing Boa's command, the other women exchange knowing glances before beginning to file into the room in twos and threes. Each one casts a critical eye over you as they approach, their bodies lithe and powerful as they move with feline grace. They gather around you like a coven of witches preparing for an exorcism, their hands running hungrily up and down your body while their hot breath fans across your skin.

Nami chuckles darkly beside you, her hand cupping your cheek possessively as she leans in to murmur sweet nothings into your ear that send shivers racing through your entire body. Viola slides an arm around your waist while the other wraps around your shoulders, pressing herself flush against you and grinding her hips suggestively against your hip. Kizuki kneels beside your head, straddling one of your shoulders as she leans

Hancock growls in annoyance as Yoru makes you lose your balance, but she doesn't interfere. Viola bites her lower lip, watching the interaction between Nami and Boa with interest before deciding that she wants a piece of the action herself. With a soft grunt, she reluctantly lifts her body off yours, taking her hands away from your waist in order to touch Nami instead.

Kizuki continues to kneel beside your head, tracing lazy circles on your shoulder as she keeps one eye on Boa and the other on the situation developing between Nami and Viola. Fiona arches a brow at Yoru's bold move before leaning in close to murmur something in her ear that makes the smaller woman blush furiously before pushing herself away from you, embarrassed by her previous show of aggression.

Hinata and Robin exchange knowing glances as they witness the chaos unfolding before them. They stand at the edge of the group, waiting patiently for an opportunity to join in on the fun while studying your reactions carefully. Even though it seems like you're surrounded by futa women who are intent on taking their pleasure from you, there might still be a chance for them to earn their place among this exclusive harem...

Your cries of pain become little more than whimpers as your body starts to fail you, unable to withstand the relentless onslaught of powerful strikes. The sounds of breaking bones mix with wet slapping noises as their hands smack against your skin, leaving angry red marks in their wake. You feel like a punching bag being battered by a group of ravenous fighters, each one angrier than the last and determined to make you pay for daring to defy them.

The pain is almost unbearable now, but they don't seem to be close to stopping anytime soon. If anything, their aggression is only growing as they sense your weakness and desire to give up. As the tears stream down your cheeks and mingle with the blood trickling from your nose and mouth, you wonder if there's any hope left for you...

With each passing moment, their strength seems to grow impossibly more immense. Your feeble attempts at resistance are met with nothing but chuckles and sneers as they easily brush your pitiful efforts aside like gnats. You feel like you're being crushed beneath the weight of their muscles, your bones groaning in protest as they take each blow aimed at you.

The sensation is surreal, almost beyond comprehension. The women around you seem to have transformed into something more than human; their strength unfathomable and unyielding. You close your eyes tightly, trying to block out the pain and the humiliation as you struggle against the inevitable: surrender or death at the hands of these futa goddesses.

A tall, broad-shouldered figure strides into the room, his presence commanding silence even before he speaks. His eyes fall upon you with a look of disapproval and what might almost be pity. "Enough," he growls, voice deep and commanding. The futa women around you tense at his words, but they don't stop their assault... not yet.

"I said enough!" This time, there's an edge to his tone that can't be ignored. Slowly, reluctantly, the women begin to back away from you, grins of satisfaction still playing across their faces despite being told to stop. You gasp for air, the stinging pain in your body becoming suddenly all too real as you collapse onto the floor, barely able to stand on your broken legs any longer.

The man turns his attention to Boa, eyes narrowed in warning. "I gave you a task

Nodding slightly in understanding, Boa relinquishes her grip on you and steps back with a small bow of submission. "Understood, my lord," she says softly, not looking directly at the man but keeping him within her field of vision nonetheless. Her eyes flick briefly to Nami and Viola before settling back on the newcomer.

Hancock straightens as well, folding her arms across her chest as she meets the man's gaze head-on. "We were just having a little fun," she says defensively, though it's clear she knows when it's time to obey her master. Kizuki and Fiona exchange glances before bowing their heads in submission as well, albeit less dramatically than the others.

The stranger moves closer to you, kneeling at your side. He brushes a lock of hair away from your face gently,

"No," Nami snaps instantly before anyone else can respond. Her hands tighten into fists at her sides as she glares daggers at the man in front of her. "She belongs with us." Viola nods in agreement, pushing herself off the floor to stand beside her captain. The others hesitate for a moment, torn between loyalty to their leader and the desire to obey this newcomer.

The stranger raises an eyebrow at Nami's defiance but does not seem particularly phased by it. "She is coming with me," he says calmly yet firmly, his voice commanding respect despite its even tone. "You have all served her well, but I must take her back to where she belongs." He pauses, searching each of their faces in turn before continuing, "Those of you who wish to follow may do so... the rest will remain here with your queen's blessing

"An interesting proposal," the man acknowledges with a nod. He turns his attention back to Boa, regarding her thoughtfully. "Very well," he says finally, "you may take her into your care... but only on one condition." His voice hardens slightly as he speaks, making it clear that this is not an offer to be taken lightly.

You feel a warm hand on your shoulder as the man stops in front of you. His touch is surprisingly gentle despite his towering presence and commanding demeanor. "Are you alright?" he asks, his voice softening slightly. Looking up at him, you see concern etched into his features.

For a moment, it almost seems like this man could be trusted... but then again, who knows what games the futa women are playing?

"Yes," you manage to whisper hoarsely, still trying to catch your breath as you look up at the man before you. "But I'd rather go back... with whoever will take care of me best." You hope that this doesn't anger him or make things any worse for yourself.

His gaze meets yours unflinchingly, piercing straight through to your soul. For what feels like an eternity, you hold his stare as the silence between you grows heavy and taut. Finally, he inclines his head in agreement. "Very well," he says with a soft sigh. "You shall be cared for... But understand this: I expect regular updates on your progress and well-being."

The journey back to their home passes in a blur of pain and confusion. You barely remember who brought you or how long it took; all that matters is that you survived the ordeal and now find yourself in the presence of Boa once more. The other futa women cluster around you protectively, almost like they sense your vulnerability and fear after what happened.

The stranger's words ring true as each day passes, with regular updates coming from him regarding your situation and well-being. Though it seems like he cares for you in his own way, there's always an edge to his voice; a reminder that you are not truly free yet. But for now, at least, you belong here... and perhaps one day, the chance to leave may arise again.

You remain silent as you study each one of them carefully. They all look so strong and powerful, but there's something about Boa that sets her apart... You can feel the weight of her authority even when she says nothing. Perhaps it's because she was the first to claim your heart or maybe it's just fate playing its hand. Whatever the reason, you know deep down that this is where you truly belong.

Without another word, you nod slightly at Boa; a gesture of submission and gratitude that speaks volumes about how you feel about her. The other women exchange glances but say nothing; understanding the unspoken bond between captain and crew without needing it spelled out for them. For now, at least, your place is here... with them.

Viola chuckles darkly before stepping closer still, her full weight pressing down on you as she forces your head up with one powerful hand. She lifts a well-manicured foot and positions it inches from your face, tilting her head to the side expectantly. You swallow nervously, feeling both intimidated and aroused by her dominance as you stare up at the shiny black pump.

"Hmph," Viola says in an amused tone as she watches your reaction. "So eager to please, even now?" She pauses for a moment before continuing with a smirk, "Well, you're not getting off that easy." With one swift motion, she presses her foot against your lips and forces them open, holding them there with surprising gentleness despite the command in her eyes. The other women laugh around you, their amusement feeding into the intense sensation of being completely at Viola's mercy.

The pain is sharp and sudden as Viola's foot connects with your head, sending stars dancing across your vision. You let out a muffled yelp, but she only chuckles darkly in response, her fingers digging deeper into your hair to hold you in place. She starts moving her foot back and forth across your face now, using the pressure to encourage you to keep your mouth open wider for her pleasure. The other women laugh even harder at your expense, enjoying watching you squirm beneath their captain's merciless attention.

As the throbbing in your head begins to subside, another thought occurs to you: maybe showing submission and pleasing them won't be so bad after all... if it means staying with them, where you truly belong.