I wake up to the sounds of sleepy snuffles coming from below.

A quick observation reveals Ria's head buried in my side, the exhausted doggirl squeezing tightly to my side in her sleep. Her legs are wrapped around my left leg, securing it in her grasp.

Ririka is cuddled up to my left leg in much the same manner. Just as naked, and just as tired, clinging on to me like a limpet.

'First threesome! Exp gained! Level up! Level 25!'

'Assign stat points!'

Strength, strength, strength, strength, aaaaand… strength.

After I do, the screen that was hidden behind it becomes visible. 'Choose your fifth perk!' it declares, with a scrollable list presented.

I carefully look over all of the choices, taking each one into consideration. I'm tempted to grab [Marine Crusher, but the stat boost wouldn't help that much in the long term, and I wasn't going to fight a marine that could actually threaten me for a while yet.

The perk that boosts conqueror haki would be great if I could use it, but right now it's useless. Skipping over the rep gain perks, I eventually settle on [Expert devil fruit user, a perk which gives 50% to training any skill derived from my fruit.

I turn to the grade A milf snuggled into my side. "It's time to wake up, Ririka!" I say, poking her nose.

"Nnnnph… nuuu… juss five mrre min'ts!" She mumbles, clinging even closer, before starting to wake up and loosening her grip on my leg. I squirm the errant limb upwards, and wiggle it out of her grasp, allowing me to. I flip over in bed and take hold of Ria's shoulder, lightly shaking the doggirl awake as well.

Unlike her mistress she wakes up with pep and cheer, sitting up energetically. She notices my presence and rushes to stand and bow, still naked, and greets me with a happy "Good morning, Luffy-sama!"

"Mmmrph- wha-? Oh!" Ririka sits up in bed as well, flinching for a moment and resettling to a kneeling position, to keep her reddened ass off the ground. "Ahhhh… That was… rough."

"Oh? That's not what you were saying last night." I smirk.

Ririka blushes slightly, but keeps her eyes on me as she responds. "I didn't say I disliked it."

"Well, I'll certainly be back if I find myself on this island again," I grin, pushing off the bed. "Meanwhile I, have a crewmate to grab and a ship to borrow without permission!"

As grab my pants, I notice an unbalanced weight to them and quickly identify the cause; the pokeballs I'd stolen yesterday. I slip a hand into the pocket, and withdraw the five pokeballs.

I'll have to crack them open eventually, but is it a good idea to do so right this second? There's pros and cons to opening it whenever, so I outsource the decision.

"Hey Ladies, do you want to see what is inside of these Pokeballs that I totally didn't steal from the idiot?"

Both of them nod, and I make a choice, quickly putting on my pants and sticking four balls in the pocket. I point the ball at an empty space in the room, and click the button... Nothing. With a little sigh of disappointment, I pocket the ball and withdraw the next in sequence. Also empty. The third ball.

In a flash of red light, a short young woman with a black bob and a fine rear indeed appears. In a marine uniform.

Before she even turns around I've pressed the recall button.

"Whoop, not that one."

"Oh, Luffy? Did you know that you can sell marine pokegirls back to any base?" Ririka questions, touching a single finger to her lip inquisitively.

Well no, I didn't. "Good idea. Thanks Ririka!"

"You're welcome!"

I pocket Unnamed Marine Girl, and try the next one. Empty again. Wow, Helmeppo kinda sucked, is what I'd say if I wasn't viscerally aware of how much he sucked.

One last button click. Though I expect it to be empty, it gives me a pleasant surprise when a flash of red light emerges. A surprise quickly turned to annoyance as the ball released a naked woman with frizzy blonde hair and a furiously beating yellow-furred tail, who tried to jump me the moment she got her bearings.

Grabbing the feral pokegirl by the neck and holding her away from me, I turn to Ririka who looks on in shock as I turn the feral around and pin her wrists behind her with one hand, keeping a good hold on her neck with the other. The feral's thrashing would probably free her from anyone weaker, but I could handle it just fine..

"Looks like he had more than one 'girl in this state. Nothing to be done now, except what to do with her. You want her Ririka?"

Ririka nods and gestures to Ria, who leaves the room and comes back ten seconds later tugging a large X-shape with metal cuffs attached to each extension. She pushes it against the wall, and stands back, lowering her head in a polite nod.

"Would you be so kind as to help me restrain her?" Ririka asks, and I nod, pulling the dog girl's arms apart and pressing them against the upper cuffs for her to be restrained, back against the wall and front facing the room.

Ririka walks slowly up to the and stares at her intently. She grabs one of the girl's breasts, lifting it as if to measure the weight, runs a hand down her side and through the fur on her tail, and squeezes her rear testingly.

"Normally a level three would be needed to do this safely, but could you gag her?" Ririka asks, proffering a bright red ball gag. I release her now-cuffed wrists and grab a bunch of her hair, avoiding a bite in order to do so, and work the ball in between her sharp teeth, before fastening it at the back.

With a pleased grin, Ririka grabs the dog girl's chin and tilts her head back and forth. "Yes, definitely a good one here. I couldn't possibly give you any less than a hundred thousand beri for her." Digging in her drawers, she retrieves a safe-box and turns the dial, entering a combination to reveal piles of gold coins.

"No no! Take her for free, Ririka, I insist. I don't need your money, I'm a pirate. I can steal all the money I want." I hand Ririka the pokeball, before putting the rest in my pocket.

"Now, now." Ririka says with a mischievous smile. "I purchased this pokegirl from a travelling salesman, who was entirely anonymous. Such a person would require payment, and the marines can't seize something legally sold." she pushes a pile of coins into my hands with a wink.

Realizing Ririka's angle on the situation, I Nod, "I see, well in that case the anonymous travelling salesman will accept your payment! A fine purchase you made, she'll make an exceptionally sexy waitress, once you get her tamed and outfitted. What do you want to call her, Ririka?"

The woman put a finger to her chin and tilted her head, looking over the bound dog girl. "Hmm… how about Riri?"

I should have figured it would be something like that, as this woman didn't have much imagination when it came to naming things. It's a miracle that the bar wasn't somehow named after her.

"Say, Ririka? By any chance did someone else name the bar?"

She turned around, surprised. "Yes, my late husband did, why?"

"No reason." Ha. "Anyway, I think I should probably be on my way! I need to stop by the Marine Base and sell the Marine girl back to them, as well set sail. Thank you again for all of your hospitality and for the amazing night of passion."

I give Ririka and Ria each a small kiss on the lips, before turning and leaving the room. I quickly dash downstairs and vault over the counter. Zoro and Shimo had gone over to the hotel next door, after telling them I was spending the night with Ririka.

The bar looks rather empty, except for a lone Patron in the corner. He looks like he passed out drunk after having one too many last night. I quickly run out of the bar and into the hotel next door.

The reception area is sparsely populated. A bored looking receptionist, Zoro leaning against the wall with crossed arms, a tourist reading a map sat on a bench, and three people wandering towards the staircase.

"Zoro! It's time to head out!"

He looks over, and nods, before following me out of the hotel lobby. We start a slow walk in the general direction of the marine base, and he gives an inquisitive eyebrow tilt.

"We need to make a brief stop at the Marine base first and then get the hell out of here!"

Zoro nods, "I have no clue why we would want to go back there, but I trust your judgement, Captain!"

"Just simply returning Marine property!" I say flashing the pokeball, with the marine girl in it. As our conversation wraps up, we come within sight of the base.

"And by returning, you mean profiting from?"

.I nod, and we both stroll up to the gatehouse. Whereas before every able man had been commandeered for the erecting of a giant golden effigy of the captain, now there was actually a marine private present.

"So, I heard there was a reward up for returning marine pokegirls?"

I slide up to the window, to the surprise of the marine present, pokeball in hand.

"Oh yes, there's a standardised reward for the matter unless her owner has put a bounty out for her return. If you could just…"

He pulls out a pokedex, and scans the ball.

"Nope, no special bounty, so that'll be twenty five thousand beri." the man walks into the back of the gatehouse for a moment, before returning with a bag and dumping it on the counter. It makes a quiet thump sound.

I nod, grab the bag, leave the ball, and with that we're off to the harbour.

Luckily, one of us has a sense of direction, because even with the sea visible and the directions being 'walk towards it', I'm not entirely sure Zoro wouldn't have gotten lost somehow.

We don't, though, and soon come to the harbour. Many boats float alongside the piers, ranging from tiny rowing-boats to massive things with multiple sails that I don't know the name of but most likely would take far more than three people to sail.

I pick out a mid-sized ship with a single sail, one with no signs of an owner being nearby, and with a quiet signal to Zoro, we stroll along the pier until we come up to the boat.

I spin the mooring ropes in a circle to unwrap them at speed, throw them in, and we jump into the boat.

When we're a good bit away from the island, resting on the benches as the boat's sail takes it forward, Zoro asks a question. "So captain, how big is the crew anyway?"

"Three people!"

"And you're counting Shimo there." Zoro deadpans, a look that says 'fuck, it's too late to turn back now.' only growing when I nod. "Well then where are we headed?"

Unlike the canon version of Luffy, who could not give Zoro an answer here, I knew exactly where we were going. "We're heading to a place called Orange Town."

"Do you know how to get there?"

Ah. Therein lies the problem.

"No."

Rather like the original Luffy, I have no idea how to navigate at sea.

If I remember correctly, somewhere around here we should be finding a few of Buggy's goons, who had been robbed by Nami. Floating pointlessly in the ocean, they would make the infintesmally stupid decision to try and rob Zoro.

At least, that's how Zoro got there. Luffy, that is to say, me, took the bird express.

I look up into the sky and sure enough, right there above us, is a giant bird, flapping along without a care in the world.

"Be right back Zoro! I'm gonna catch dinner! Follow me with the boat so we can catch it when I knock it out!"

With that I stretch my arms up with an excited shout and reach out with extending arms to grab hold of the bird. Being carried the entire way there by my head in it's mouth may work but it doesn't sound fun.

Or at least that was the plan.

As I rise up through the air the far-off blob resolves itself not into a giant, lanky bird, but into a large woman, perhaps seven feet tall, with massive grey-feathered wings, casually flapping through the air.

Unexpected, but workable.One extended arm around the waist, wrapping around the shoulders and forcing her arms to her sides, and another around the chest to secure us together, and the only way this bird girl is getting rid of me is crashing.

And there's no way she'd do that, right?

Fifteen minutes later, as the two of us plough a crevasse fifty feet long into a random street, I regret overestimating her survival instinct.

Though It's not too bad overall - I'm fine, even if she might need a trip to a pokegirl center, or whatever they call the healing locations here.

Also those three dudes we crashed in to. They might need a hospital, too.

Nope, never mind, they're getting up.

"Hey, what's the big idea?" one of them demands in a gravelly voice.

"Thanks boss! I'll let you handle this!" shouts a familiar voice, and I turn to see Nami disappearing behind a nearby building with a flip.

I turn my head back towards the goons. They waste no time attempting their ineffectual attacks, with enraged declarations that I "Wouldn't get away with this", and that "The Buggy pirates were going to have my head". I almost consider trying to break their swords with my face, but decide against it on the off chance it doesn't work..

They surround me, swords swinging, but I quickly duck out of the way of their attacks. Steel whistles over my head, missing by almost a foot, and I punch one in the gut, knocking the air out of him. Before the other two can react, I spring up and uppercut one right in the jaw. Luckily being smacked in a very breakable body part hard enough to crack stone only knocks him out.

The last one attempts another swing which I dodge with a pivot on my left heel and kick him straight in family jewels. Perhaps a bit of overkill, but it's not like hitting a goon too hard ever came back to bite someone in the manga.

With all three of them out, I turn to see if I can find Nami. If the situation is true to canon, she should be watching from a balcony somewhere above me, leaning over the edge. And indeed, there she is. "Quite impressive! You beat those guys with just your bare hands!"

"Hello beautiful, fancy running into you again! The name is Monkey D. Luffy!"