“Action Stations!”

Scharnie was ready! The day was new, and she was hot and ready for action! The enemy Colorado sent out a taunt. The busty German scoffed at it. “Hah, you can’t handle my clit, bitch!”She rammed the control lever all the way forward, and started moaning. The seabed between her red underfluffies was going to be a little wetter tonight. Her body rocked back and forth, bosoms bouncing up and down to the waves she was making. She grabbed them in her hands, and started rubbing them while her turrets let off an explosive force. In the distance, she heard the shells fall, and a Nurnberg captain complained in chat. Scharnie looked onwards and rolled her eyes at the thought. “You’re not worthy of my presence.”

She wanted a sex toy that was worthy of that divine pinkness (Not one who would TK a Yamato, but one who would go hard and rough). Nurnberg would never be able to keep up. Scharnie would just send her to the hospital. She needed something that would be durable, and who wanted to feel the pain too. That’s when she saw her step-sister, Gneisenau. A smile came across her face, and the two began to play with each other.
Secondaries blazing, they rubbed and caressed each other in the finest regions. Both battleships were feeling it! Gneisenau got a little careless, and lit Scharnie’s aft on fire. She just smiled, and yelled out into the night air. “Fuck me harder, bitch!” Gneisenau complied, and fired off her main battery. It was either the excitement, or the dispersion, but she largely missed. One shell landed in Scharnie’s bosom. The battleship reared her head backwards, and moaned again. “Come on- is that all you’ve got? Harder, bitch!”
She stroked herself faster and faster as the palpatations took control of her large body. She grabbed her torpedo, and stroked it hard. She stuffed it in her launcher, moving it in and out in a smooth, rhythmic pace. Sweat began to roll off of her cheeks. Scharnie became one with herself, as the world faded away. Clutching her torpedo, she moved it faster and faster. Her launcher started to contract around the metal projectile, as she continued to increase the tempo.
A milky white explosion entered the water as her wet fingers were pushed aside by the metal fish. Her launcher was becoming increasingly sensitive, but she reached for another torp.  Her legs began to shake, as the milky substance from her launch trickled down her left boot. The fun was starting!
She rammed the massive fish in even farther, faster, and harder. While her tube reloaded itself, she pushed the fish in as far as she could, and stroked it with a speed that would make an Akizuki’s guns cry for mercy.

A second milky white explosion burst out of the launcher. Fingers soaked in the white launch, she wiped them across her large bosom. Breathing deeply, she reached for another torpedo. Gneisenau lay passed out in the ocean, tongue agape, but her step-sister wasn’t ready to quit yet. This torpedo entered farther than she thought she could ever muster. Scharnie withdrew it, and pushed it in again and again. This time, she knew she had what she wanted. Her mind blanked out again, and she reached the state of Nirvana. She let out a moan so loud that it could be heard across the map, and arced her back. The intense euphoria became so much that she was unable to keep her eyes open. They closed, and time instantly came to a standstill. She pushed the torpedo in once more, and her body shook all over. The might of Germany’s navy was past the point of no return. Scharnie winced, and stimulated her launcher with the torpedo inside. Her body quivered even harder. Laying on her back, the midsection of the ship lifted from the ocean. A massive explosion left her superstructure, launching the torpedo into the air, knocking out a stock Shoukaku’s plane. The milky white liquid became a victim to gravity, falling onto her body. Covered from head to toe, Scharnie just laid there, panting. She leaned her head back, as the cool water mixed with the fluids covering her. She smiled, as everything became astoundingly clear.
The friendly Amagi looked over. “Whoa! Did Scharnie just detonate?” A Blyskawica smiled and laughed. “No, that girl just destroyed the entire enemy flank!”

Scharnie smiled once more, and between the panting, moaned. A smile crossed her face. “I just unleashed my own Kraken.”