[* 3rd Person POV *]
The island of Sabaody held its breath for an entirely different reason now.
What had begun as a military cordon had dissolved into pure chaos.
The aphrodisiac milk still fell in intermittent white sheets from the giant hovering form of Robin, coating the street, the Marines, and the nude clones in a glistening, sweet smelling sheen.
The effect had only grown stronger with time. Discipline among the Marine ranks had completely collapsed.
Men who moments earlier had been trained soldiers now lay on their backs or on their knees, overpowered by the relentless nude clones.
Clothing had been torn away in large strips and scattered across the cobblestones. The clones pinned, straddled, and dominated with casual physical superiority, using their weight, strength, and the lingering effects of the milk to keep the soldiers helpless and aroused.
The battlefield had become a mockery of itself an open air display of complete sexual overpowering rather than any recognizable combat.
Kuma remained at the center of the cordon, his massive frame still upright, yet the first cracks in his mechanical composure had begun to show.
The aphrodisiac that saturated the air and coated his clothing had finally reached him.
A low, almost imperceptible tremor ran through his body. Behind the bear mask his breathing deepened. Then the change became visible to everyone still capable of looking.
A massive bulge formed at the front of his heavy trousers.
It strained against the thick fabric with impossible size, the outline thick, long, and clearly metallic in shape even through the material.
The bulge twitched once, then again, growing more pronounced with each passing second until it looked almost painful.
The sight of the Tyrant of the Seas visibly aroused amid the chaos sent a fresh wave of stunned silence through the few remaining coherent observers.
On the ruined stage the original Robin watched everything with calm, predatory interest. Her naked body still marked by earlier events, still glistening moved with elegant, deliberate steps as she walked out of the shattered auction house and into the open street.
Her massive breasts swayed heavily with each stride. Her thick thighs and heart-shaped ass moved with unhurried confidence.
Her eyes, however, never left the enormous bulge in Kuma's pants.
The calm smile on her face turned distinctly flirtatious, lips parting slightly as desire sharpened her gaze.
She approached him slowly, hips swaying, completely unconcerned by the ongoing domination happening all around them.
When she finally stopped a few paces in front of the towering Warlord she tilted her head, voice soft and honeyed.
"Oh my… Kuma-sama"
She purred, eyes fixed on the straining fabric.
"Is that for me? You've been so composed this entire time, yet look at what you've been hiding. It's almost… rude, keeping something that large locked away while your men are already being taken care of"
Kuma's massive shoulders tensed. For the first time the unreadable mask seemed slightly less certain.
He shifted his weight as if trying to turn the bulge away from her view, one large hand moving awkwardly in front of himself in a half-hearted attempt to conceal it.
The motion only made the outline more obvious.
"…This is… a physiological response"
He stated in his usual deep, measured tone, though a faint strain undercut the words.
"The substance in the air is responsible. It does not change the mission parameters"
Robin's smile widened. She took another step closer, then gracefully sank to her knees right in front of him, completely naked, looking up at the enormous bulge with open hunger.
Her hands rose, resting lightly on his heavy thighs as she leaned in.
"Physiological response or not"
She murmured, voice dropping into something almost pleading,
"it's still pointing right at a very bad pirate. I've been so naughty today, Kuma-sama… attacking a World Noble, breaking my collar, letting my clones play with your soldiers. Don't you think a dangerous woman like me needs to be disciplined? That cannon you're trying so hard to hide looks perfect for teaching a slutty archaeologist her place"
She reached up and traced one finger along the thick outline through the fabric, feeling the unnatural hardness and the metallic chill beneath.
Kuma's body gave another small tremor. His hand twitched as if to stop her, but he did not.
"…You should not…"
He began, voice lower than before.
Robin only pressed closer, cheek nearly brushing the massive bulge as she continued in the same desperate, flirtatious tone.
"Please? Just for a little while. Let me see it. Let me feel how a Warlord punishes a pirate who can't behave. I've already given your men to my clones… the least you can do is use that on me"
The combination of the aphrodisiac, her naked proximity, and the shameless words finally pushed past whatever remaining restraint the modified Warlord still held.
With a heavy, almost reluctant motion, Kuma's large hands moved to the front of his trousers.
The fabric strained further as he worked the fastenings.
When he finally pulled the heavy material down, the object that sprang free drew a sharp, audible gulp from Robin.
It was monstrous.
Thick beyond reason, long enough that the head still hung heavily even at full hardness, and clearly metallic in construction gleaming, segmented plating running along the shaft in precise mechanical lines.
The surface looked both organic and artificial at once, the metal warm from his body heat yet unmistakably hard.
Veins of some darker alloy pulsed faintly along its length.
The sheer girth made Robin's throat tighten on instinct. For the first time that day a flicker of genuine nervousness crossed her elegant features as she stared at the weapon now fully revealed in front of her face.
"…I see"
She whispered, still on her knees, eyes wide.
"That really might be too much, even for me"
Yet she did not pull away. Instead she remained exactly where she was, naked and kneeling, staring at the metallic cock with a mixture of hunger and cautious fascination while the chaos of her clones and the milk soaked Marines continued all around them.
The battlefield had become something else entirely.
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