After eating his hormone-laced food, Sanji's body began to react properly again. "What are we going to do now?" The Shy Nami said.
"Well, everyone knows about what we did to Sanji here," Doctor Nami said. "It's only a matter of swaying the public to our side. And I think that'll be easier done than said."
"Our society has suffered from isolation and low population numbers. We use men as our tools rather than use them for the growth of our society and for the future of our children! This man here has brought us all together with his talent and charm and what do we do to him? Use him as a breeding tool? "
"Have we really stooped that low? To use our little girls as test subjects?" Doctor Nami moved to Sanji's daughter. Everyone gasped. "Only a month old and she's become this." She had a somber look on her face. Mayor Nami came to the stand.
"I understand your plea and your plight," She said. "While I was in support of our original intentions, I see that our way of thinking has changed."
From a dark room, the Scientist Nami sneered. "You think you're going to win that easily?" She thought, pulling out a remote control.
Suddenly, Mayor Nami began to fall over. "What's the matter?" Her body twitched. She looked up with a sinister face.
"Give me your semen," She said. "Give me your semen!" She opened her mouth, tongue down. It gaped and moved about in an inhumane way.
"What the hell is happening?!" More of the Namis reacted the same way, chanting the same words.
Give me your semen!
Give me your semen!
They all jumped towards Sanji, hungering for his seed. The Toned Nami began to attack them away. "Go on ahead!" She yelled, being surrounded. The others went to the laboratory in hopes of finding a countermeasure to the hormones. When they got there, Doctor Nami went to the desk in the corner. Pressing a button, she revealed a hidden passageway. A noise came from outside.
"It's them," The Gothic Nami said. "I'll hold them off." She pulled out a staff from her jacket. "This is one of our old traditions, too," She sneered. She then turned to Sanji and kissed him. "Good luck, my Savior." She looked at him, and then punched him in the arm.
"Don't get all weepy-eyed on me, dumbass!" She laughed and went on ahead.
"Down here, we have a lot of concoctions and serums designed to either prolong the aging effect, increase sensuality or like we were doing to your food, increase the aging effect for our younger girls." They made it down to the secret lab only to find someone in the chair.
"You." It was the Scientist Nami. "You thought I wouldn't know where you were going to?" She asked, looking out of it. In her hand was a phial.
"What was in that phial?" The Eager Nami asked. "Wouldn't you like to know? You were always so eager to do stuff, like be the first to get pregnant by this man. Well, you'll be happy to know you can do something else right away." She pulled out the remote.
"Get away from it!" The Nami Nun pushed her aside. "No good. You're bugged as well."
"Bugged?"
"Well, you noticed how our Mayor and all of the other Namis were acting strangely, correct? Well, our hormones were actually nanobots."
"Nano-what?"
"Nanobots. We had to steal some research from Dr. Vegapunk. One of our dear women did just that while serving in the Marines around ten years ago. I knew of their effects, but never actually had to use them until now. You all got a little too attached to this man, and forgot our purpose." She glared at Sanji.
"You should have been dead by now!" She flipped a switch on the remote and pressed the button. It sent a shock in Sanji's body.
"Sanji!"
"Father!"
"Darling!"
"Father? Of course. You're the one that birthed the first child," She said, looking at the Loving Nami. "This will be perfect." She pressed the remote towards Sanji's daughter. She began to twitch.
"No!"
"Father, Mother…" She trailed off, and then stood up.
"…GIVE ME YOUR SEMEN!" She was now controlled by the nanobots. "My own daughter…you bitch!"
"Oh please. You have many other daughters."
"Daughters you forced onto these women!"
"Shut up. You weren't against it when you first came here." The Fat Nami was holding Sanji's daughter back. "You were happy to have all of this unprotected sex, to the point where your nose bled constantly. You have many bastard girls running around, hungry for your dick. And you're going to fulfill their desires, Curlybrow!" A noise was coming from upstairs.
"Here they come." The Namis were rushing towards Sanji. The Namis with him tried to fend them off with their staffs but were outnumbered.
"Now, grab our savoir and let's harvest his essence of life!" The Scientist Nami laughed maniacally. The Namis were surrounding him.
"Let me go!" He yelled. But his nature forbid him to strike a woman. All he could do is endure it.
"You'll like what I did to these girls," The Scientist Nami said. "The hormones, when activated make them fertile and change their emotional drive beyond human measures. You'll never want to stop fucking after you feel what they're like!" She nibbled on Sanji's ear.
The Namis were circled around him, each ready to fuck him. "No, I refuse to have sex with you!" He said to a Nami with a bowl haircut. "You don't have a say in this," The Scientist Nami said, pressing a button. Sanji's dick suddenly sprung up, throbbing. He grunted in pain.
"Damn you…"
"Now, now. Look at what you're about to feel. The Bowl Haircut Nami's vagina was dripping and moving, as if it were its own entity. "What the hell is that?!"
"It's a vagina, silly."
"You know what I mean!" She began to go down on him. "No, don't! Get off of my AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
His scream echoed all the way through.
"IT FEELS AMAZING, SO AMAZING!" He was in a trance from the excessive sensation the artificially enhanced vagina was giving to him. "SO SOFT, SO WARM, SO COMFORTING! I WANNA CUM ALREADY!"
"Go ahead," The Scientist Nami said. And that he did.
"Very good, my Savior," The Bowlcut Nami said, kissing him. Next was a Nami with a ponytail. "Ooh, this one is a treat. Here's something you didn't know about women: Older women, especially those who've given birth don't necessarily look or feel too good downstairs. But this one, she's special."
"H-how so?"
"Well, two things." She whispered them in his ear. His face shifted. "What? You can't be serious?!"
"But I am. Go ahead, dear." Ponytail Nami assumed the position down on Sanji. "Stop, this is where I draw the line! I won't-" He slurred his words when she inserted his cock inside of her. His face gave a very pleasing and relaxed look.
"What's so special about her?" The Loving Nami asked. Her, Eager, Maid, Shy and Fat were all in captivity, forced to watch Sanji go through the forced harem.
"I..I know," The Shy Nami replied. "That Nami was…only born last Tuesday. I recognize her eyes, just like her mother who I used to work with."
"She's only…oh my..."
"I love it! I love it! I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE it!" Sanji was drooling with pleasure and insanity. "I love week-old pussy!"
"Papa! I'm so happy!" The Scientist Nami laughed loudly.
"Honey, Daddy is sorry for doing this to you. But I can't control it! I need you!"
"I need you too, Daddy!" She jumped up and down, even spinning around while on her father's dick. The speed and friction was too much for Sanji. He shot blood from his nose.
"This one is very potent," The Scientist Nami observed. She then looked at the other Namis. "I'll be expecting you to do your services, also." With Sanji's daughter numbing him mentally and emotionally, there was no hope of him ever being rescued. He was overpowered, overwhelmed and no one could save him from his fate.
He continued to have forced sex with the Namis, who ranged from being strangers to being his lovers and even his own flesh and blood. All for the good of their society.
Finally after some odd time, there was only one Nami left. It was his blonde daughter. "Dad, I'm the last one," She said. "You're almost done. Just a little more. He was comatose, only being able to look at his offspring. Hickies and other mouth marks lay all over him. Sex had driven him to the point of being mentally incapable. Not retarded. Just…
Void. A void mind of nothing. What could he do from here on? The best sex he ever had and nothing else can compare. He only smiled. She went down and proceeded to insert her father's penis inside of her, which was reddened and sore, with bruises and burn marks from the artificially enhanced vaginas he encountered earlier.
He began to hold onto her hips and stood up a little. "Father? Are you coming to?"
"You've grown up…so much…" He mustered. From his point of view he was dancing with her, in a fancy gala. They were the center of attention. He looked at her with his weary eyes. She looked at him with her bright, brown eyes. They continued to dance without a care. Suddenly a white flash filled the room.
"Dad…Dad…"
"I'm okay…Just gonna sleep for a bit…"
Sanji's body was lifeless. He was no longer alive, finally finishing his dance with his daughter. A tear fell from her face.
"Goodbye...Father."
The Scientist Nami came to Sanji's corpse. The old woman with pink hair was next to him. "I was too late," She said, weakly. "This poison settled in too quickly. Or rather, I waited too long to get my turn. She grabbed his body and held it to her. "He has served his purpose," The old woman said. "Now let him rest."
"Oh well. Work before play." She collapsed.