"If you think I'm going to let you continue to play with me, you're crazy," Tashigi said defiantly.
"Oh yes. I've heard that one before. Crazy, insane, perverted, insane, maniacal, perverted," Trixie said with a giggle, jinging her many bracelets together. "It's hard for people to say those things when their lips are bigger than cannons, my lovely little Tashigi." Curious to see how active Tashigi could be in her current state, she let go of the Marine, and took a few steps back just to be safe.
"Stop, stop calling me that," Tashigi said, still putting up a vailant fight. She decided to stay safe for the moment, and didn't try to unsheathe Shigure. "Now, you've, nngh, had your fun. I suggest you leave or give yourself up now, and then return me to normal."
"Oh? How interesting, that returning your lovely body to normal isn't the first thing on your mind..." Trixie mused, intentionally teasing Tashigi. "You do make a good point, your little friends will wake up eventually. I'm not evil enough to give them more of anything that would be harmful or deadly, after all. But, all the more reason to have some fun with you while I can. How about a dance?"
"A... dance?" Tashigi asked, confused. A dance wasn't the first thing that came to mind, but, if it's what Trixie wanted, a simple duet with the pirate could be an easy way to lower her guard. "That, that sounds acceptable."
"Fantastic!" Trixie said, clapping her hands together. "Let's see, but a regular stripdance wouldn't be fun, would it?"
"Wha, stripdance?! But, but I-"
"How about we agree that if you aren't being sexy enough, I can plump you up a little bit?"
"You didn't say, I thought-"
"Though, I could also expand you for moves that I really like..."
"Please stop I'm trying to-"
"Oh, and if I really like what I see, maybe I'll even shrink something back to normal. Maybe. Possibly," Trixie said, moving her hands up and down as if she was considering it.
"You want me to strip for you?!" Tashigi asked. Trixie blinked and then smirked.
"What, you thought I wanted to just do, like, a sensual ballroom dance with you? No, the mood is all wrong and I'd need to get you a big expensive dress and, ahem," Trixie coughed and covered her mouth. "But yes, a nice strip tease would be good. And it's easy for you, you're already going commando, and those amazing breasts are barely holding on as it is. All you have to do is do some dancing and remove what's left of your pants and shirt. Oh, and make sure you lose the little hair ribbon too. I want to see those cobalt locks flow free!"
"D-damnit," Tashigi said. As much as she hated to admit it, she was dying to get out of these clothes anyway. Her nipples had refused to go back down after Trixie engorged them to be as thick as apples and half as long as bananas, and her pants were losing the battle thanks to her labia growing to a size she could barely comprehend. She steeled her nerves and took a breath. "Fine, I accept," she said, looking around. "I don't suppose you have any music?"
"Oh! Wait, I do actually." Trixie pulled something out of her cleavage, that Tashigi recognized as a Tone Dial, a device that could be used to record sounds. "Here, you can dance to this, my cute little Marine." Trixie pressed the dial to play.
"Oooh, ooh god, yes! Ohh your tits are, unnnnnbelievable! Yes, yes, yes, oooh more, m-more, m-mmmmm.... stick, stick it in harder you bi-" Trixie clicked the dial to stop playing and blushed.
"Heh, wrong one," she said, putting it back in her cleavage and pulling out another. This time actual music started playing. It was slow and sensual, a perfect mood-setter for a sexy dance. "There, this should be a good amount of time to dance as well."
"Yes, that's so much better," Tashigi said. She had no rhythm to speak of. Smoker was probably a better dancer than her, but she had to try. Figuring it would help to close her eyes, Tashigi began to move her head from side to side, and soon her hips joined in at the same pace. Shirt, pants, and hair ribbon. She needed to remember to remove all three before the song ended. The Marine decided to start with the hair, figuring that was the easiest.
With her body swaying back and forth, her massive curves were only held back by her skimpy clothing being tight on her bust and backside. Going off of what she assumed was an instinct being permeated by the perverted pirate, Tashigi put her arms under her breasts and gently lifted them up, giving them a light wobble to the beat of the music. She let them go with a sound like gelatin falling onto a table. The woman spun around so that her tightly-clad and bulbous rump was on display for Trixie, and then Tashigi moved up her arms to grab her hair ribbon. She always tied up her hair, though she liked it long, short hair was needed for missions.
Tashigi pulled off her hair ribbon and shook her head a few times, letting her dark blue-black locks shake down her back. Shoulder-length ribbons of hair ran down her back, accentuating her breasts as she turned around again so Trixie could see the pink on her face. Not all of her hair had gone towards her back, and some of the locks were long enough to tickle her exposed chest, causing the Marine to bite down on her lip to avoid making noise.
Knowing it was her salvation, Tashigi got more into the dance, moving her hands up and down her belly until she cupped her breasts again. She gulped as she accidentally rubbed her hands across her nipples, causing a moan to slip from her lips. Tashigi felt a tingle in her scalp, and opened her eyes in time to see Trixie return her hands to a normal position. She'd shot her with another Motto-Motto Beam! This one was thankfully minor, as Tashigi's hair grew a few inches longer, so the locks in front could reach her nipples, and those behind her went halfway down her back.
Her hips were gyrating at a steady pace now, which was actually doing the work of removing her pants for her. Tashigi actually had to push her labia together with her hands in order to move them down further, which caused her to bend over with another high-pitched moan. She stopped dancing for only a second, and then turned around as she continued. Trixie licked her lips as Tashigi's butt bounced up and down as the jeans slowly worked their way down her backside, until she saw the two jiggly mounds for all the Marine had to offer. It was a sight to behold. Finally Tashigi had her Marine pants all the way down to her knees, but was there a 'sexy' way to take them off completely? She removed her hands from her pussy to try and take them off, but lost balance as she felt another tingle, this time in her backside. She groaned a throaty moan as her rump swelled out a few extra inches, adding about ten more pounds of adipose to her ass. That caused her to lose her balance and fall on the floor.
Tashigi moaned even louder as her sensitive backside hit the ground, and her body arched in response. She didn't have to worry about taking off her shirt now. Arching her back caused the buttons to give up the fight, and her wobbling tits broke free. Her thick, throbbing nipples made her coo at full contact with the air, and made her body twitch once again. Panting from the arousal building up in her, Tashigi quickly removed one leg from her pants, and then shucked them off completely with a kick. Without meaning to, Tashigi gave Trixie another pleasant display as she turned around so her nipples hit the ground, causing her to shake her butt as she attempted to stand up. By the time she stood up completely, she was like a woman posessed, gyrating all around to finish the dance. All she had to do was remove her shirt.
Before that could happen, she got another tingle in her womanhood. Before she could even sigh with regret, another moan slipped out of Tashigi's lips, and she rubbed her thighs, temporarily caught up in the lusty aura of her dance. She was almost naked again, and as she slipped one arm through a shirt sleeve, she would be completely nude soon. She thrust her hips in Trixie's direction before removing the shirt completely, and then bent forward. Tashigi gasped as she pushed her boobs together, creating a deep valley of hypnotic cleavage. She intended it to be a finisher of sorts, but couldn't stop herself from grabbing and squeezing her nipples a few times, matching the last beats of the song. Trixie rewarded her bold display with another minor boost, giving Tashigi more boobflesh to hold.
By the end of the song, Tashigi was left panting, aroused, and exhausted from swinging around such heavy, sexy assets. She opened her eyes and looked at Trixie with a dry throat.
"H-How was that?"
Mon Sep 22 00:01:18 2014
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