Tashigi’s Trouble

"Surrender yourself, Cavendish!"

The pirate blinked and looked up from his food at her. Tashigi was sure she looked pretty scary for a pirate like him. Her clothes were casual, ready for a fight. She wore her usual flower printed shirt and blue pants, but accompanied with the casual wear was her Marine cloak on her shoulders, instantly distinguishing her as a Marine Captain. Her sheath hung empty at her side, her sword was held in a threatening stance toward the dining pirate. Several of the other customers looked over, interested in what was going down.

Cavendish was a well-known pirate captain, a wanted man with a large bounty on his head, and most importantly, an ally of the Straw Hat Pirates, a pirate crew Tashigi was dead set on capturing someday. By taking out Cavendish, she'd be robbing them of a valuable asset, and might even get some information from him about their whereabouts and weaknesses! She'd planned this out, and made sure to be careful. Cavendish had a large crew, and Tashigi didn't like her odds against all of them at once. But now their Captain was isolated, eating out while the rest of his crew enjoyed the island. Now he was all she had to worry about! Cavendish cocked his head to the side and smirked apparently unconcerned at the prospect of his arrest.

"Well well," he said casually. "What's this? I even have fangirls in the Marines? You didn't have to go through all this trouble if you just wanted an autograph you know."

"I-I'm not your fan!" Tashigi spluttered. He was mocking her! One of the rumors going on about Cavendish was that he was so good-looking women tended to faint on sight of him. No matter where he went, his looks were enough to have practically anyone nearby admiring him. Tashigi was annoyed to see that the rumors did indeed have some truth, the pretty boy even dressed like an aristocrat! What she was more worried about however, was his renowned swordsmanship, he was supposed to be one of the greatest swordsman in the New World. She looked forward to the challenge, but wished she wouldn't blush every time she saw his face. "And I don't want your autograph! I'm here to arrest you!"

"Ah, so you want me all to yourself then," Cavendish said, smirking. "That's pretty bold of you Ms. Marine, I have to say."

Several of the surrounding patrons chuckled at that, and Tashigi felt her face heat up even more. He was making a fool out of her! She wouldn't let it continue! In a flash, Tashigi readied herself to attack!

"Enough of your games Cavendish! If you won't come quietly, I'll just have to make you!" Without giving him any further warning, Tashigi leaped at him, bringing her sword down in a mighty stroke...that did nothing but split the table he was eating at in two. Cavendish seemed to vanish right before her eyes!

"Whoops," came his voice from behind her. Tashigi whirled around to see him sitting casually at the bar behind her, sipping on a cup of wine.

"Sorry, Ms. Marine, close but no cigar." Tashigi snarled and attacked him again. Once more he seemed to vanish at the last second, leaving Tashigi to cut apart the stool he was sitting on apart. She turned again to find him leaning against a wall, still wearing that infuriating grin. How was he so fast?! Tashigi thought to herself. Gritting her teeth she attacked again, only to be rewarded by a gash in the wall and her quarry escaped again. Tashigi didn't let up. She attacked again and again, five more times in quick succession, doing her best to keep up with Cavendish's insane speed, though all she had to show for it was more destroyed furniture. Tashigi felt herself growing more and more frustrated with every empty swing.

"Is running away all you know coward?!" she called out, hoping to provoke him. Cavendish, this time sitting idly on the edge of a table and still grinning, shrugged.

"Well, if you insist, I can't ignore a fan's request. I'll show you something interesting, so long as you show me something in return."

"I already told you, I'm not your fan!" she yelled. Tashigi blinked, and then her eyes widened. "No way, did he just fall asleep?" It seemed so. Cavendish's head was resting on his chest and his eyes were closed. She could swear she could even hear snoring! "Is-is he really just giving up?" Tashigi wondered to herself. She warily began to advance, readying her blade, when suddenly Cavendish's eyes opened again, making the captain jump in surprise. He was definitely up now, but looked...different. His eyes  were rolled back into his head and his face was pulled into a frighteningly wicked grin.

"W-what the..." Tashigi gasped, shocked. "What are you-" Cavendish vanished again, much more abruptly than before; there was a flicker and he was right in front of her. Before she could even hope to react, his sword flashed and seemed to multiply into thousands as he slashed around her repeatedly at ridiculous speed before disappearing from her sight yet again. Tashigi cried out and squeezed her eyes shut, certain she'd just been cut to ribbons. A few seconds later she frowned. She didn't feel a single injury on her body.

Cautiously, she opened her eyes to find every customer in the restaurant's eyes on her, staring in wonder. What were they looking at? Curiously, Tashigi looked down at herself and froze. She was greeted with the sight of her large and quite bare breasts, glistening slightly with the sweat of her exertions. Her flower printed shirt had vanished. Looking further, she saw that not just her shirt, her entire wardrobe besides her gloves and shoes was gone. Her pale, smooth skin was entirely exposed. Every inch of her body, from her long shapely legs, to her firm toned butt and carefully trimmed crotch was available for viewing. Her mouth opened and closed a few times. Her entire face turned a fierce shade of red. her eyes were so wide they seemed to be on the verge of popping out of her head. Her breasts trembled as her breathing quickened. Some detached part of her mind noticed a few tiny scraps of cloth strewn about on the floor, and realized that her clothes must have been cut off of her in an instant.

Slowly, the shocked marine looked up at all the people admiring her bare body, a large portion of them seemed to be focusing on her chest, while others seemed to be captivated by the state of her feminine hygiene. The men ogled her freely, while the women inspected her with snide smirks or disapproving frowns. Finally, her brain snapped out of it's shocked haze and Tashigi screamed, loud and embarrassingly high-pitched, and dropped her sword, quickly trying to cover herself with her two hands. One arm clamped itself over her heaving breasts, squeezing them against her chest and shielding her nipples, the other hand cupped itself over her crotch. All of Tashigi's confidence seemed to desert her, and she cowered in front of the crowd, squirming under their gaze.

"P-please, d-don't look!" she cried weakly. The crowd seemed to ignore her continuing their stares, some even whistling and offering compliments.

"Man, that is one tight ass!" came one from behind her. Tashigi flinched, suddenly remembering that her rear was still totally exposed. Squealing, she dropped down to the floor, doing her best to hide as much of her body behind her legs as possible.

"What's going on here!" A loud, angry shout came from the outside of the crowd. A large burly woman in a white dress forced her way through. "What the... What the hell happened to my restaurant?!?!" She yelled loudly. Spotting the nude girl cowering on the floor, she rounded on her. "And you there! Why are you naked? We don't serve perverts here!" Tashigi hadn't thought her face could get any more red, but she managed it.

"I-I'm not a pervert!" she stammered indignantly. "I'm a marine! And I need something to wear please!" The woman glowered at her.

"Why are you naked in the first place then?"

"A pirate attacked me, he's right-" Tashigi looked around, but Cavendish had vanished. An utter defeat, again.

"What?" the lady asked, "A pirate did all this?" She gestured to her damaged bar.

"Um," Tashigi started, "well actually-"

"No way," a lady yelled from the crowd. "She did all that herself!" The crowd all called out their agreement. The furious woman's head snapped back at Tashigi, who found herself wishing she could disappear into the ground.

"You did this?" she asked, her voice low and full of fury.

"W-well, technically yes, but-"

"But nothing!" the woman roared. "You wrecked my shop!" And you didn't even catch the pirate? What kind of marine are you?" Tashigi shrank away from her, hugging her knees closer to her chest and burning with shame. As if her defeat wasn't humiliating enough already.

"You'd better be ready to pay for the damages!" The woman went on.

"Of course I can," Tashigi muttered looking down. I definitely have enough money to..." she trailed off her, eyes widening in realization. "Um, at least I did. That pirate either cut it up or stole it from me..." The woman's glare seemed to pierce Tashigi's soul.

"B-but I have more money back at my ship," she added quickly, "so if you just give me a change of clothes, I can head there and be back right away."

"Ha!" the woman exclaimed. "Do I look like a fool to you? You really think I'm gonna let you go just because you promise you'll be back?"

"But I'm not lying," Tashigi said desperately.

"Oh no," the woman said, narrowing her eyes ominously. "If you don't have any money, you'll just have to pay me back the old fashioned way!"


"Hello, and thanks for coming to our establishment," Tashigi said, a clearly forced smile on her blushing face as she repeated the same phrase for the thousandth time that night. The customer, a young man, was dumbstruck by her appearance, a reaction she was pretty used to at this point. The embarrassment however, was still as fresh as ever. "Please follow me to your table, thanks so much for wait- eep!" Tashigi yelped as the familiar pain flashed in her bottom, accompanied by the sound of laughter as a group of people walked behind her. She'd made a big fuss the first time someone had pinched her ass, but when it became clear that not even the owner cared, she resigned herself to all the pinches, slaps, and gropes her poor rear had suffered for this long, long night. Thanks to the place being totally packed, there was no way for her to watch out for herself.


Trying not to meet the eyes of all the people leering at her, she led the ogling young man to the newest open table. As usual, every nearby person's eyes were on her instantly. The only clothing she wore was a tiny apron that just barely covered her womanhood, and while she was grateful for it, it left the rest of body functionally nude. She'd tried to cover herself as much as she could, but considering she'd had to spend the night scurrying around the restaurant, carrying trays and waiting tables, more often than not she had to let people get a good eyeful of her breasts and behind. Thankfully it was almost closing time, just thirty more minutes. Tashigi hurried to the kitchen, receiving a few more slaps to her unprotected rear on the way, all the surrounding patrons chuckling as each one made her give a little yelp and jump. Finally she made it back to the kitchen, where the owner was talking to the head chef.

"H-hey, um boss?" Tashigi asked nervously.

"What?" the woman asked, turning around. "Oh, it's you. Good job out there, we really made bank today."

"Really?" Tashigi asked, hope in her eyes. "Then does that mean-"

"Yep, you'll be all paid off by tomorrow night," the owner replied.

The hope immediately was snuffed out. ""T-tomorrow night?!" Tashigi gasped. "But that's- I mean, I can't do this again, it's not-"

The woman glared at her again and Tashigi once again was at a loss for words under her gaze.

"You'll be done by tomorrow night." she repeated, a warning in her voice. "Got it? Or are you just gonna run out on your promise?"

Tashigi put her head down and sighed in defeat. "No Ma'am."

The owner smirked at her. "Good girl. There's a room in the back with food and a bed for you to sleep in when we're closed."

"Can I at least have something to wear tomorrow night?" Tashigi asked hopefully.

"No can do, Marine," the woman said without sympathy. "This naked waitress thing is making me way too much money for that. Now take these dishes to our guests." She prefaced her command with a few not-very-light pats to Tashigi's rump, propelling her forward. Tashigi morosely picked up the latest platter of food, once again forced to leave her breasts uncovered to hold them. This night really could not get any worse.

As she went through the door, she glanced up to see the latest person waiting in line for a table was none other than the pirate Cavendish. Her mouth dropped open, her cheeks flushing more than usual.

"Hey there, fan girl," he said, a big smile on his face. "I don't suppose you have any free tables for me and my crew?"

Apparently, it could.