Conquering Heroines: Starting From A World Of Zombies

Although she was a princess of a nation, it was obvious to everyone that Alabasta was already in deep turmoil—just a step away from collapse. At a time like this, the value of a fallen kingdom's princess was self-evident. Everyone knew what that meant, even if left unsaid.

The returns might be high, but for most people in this world, it was still a losing deal.

However, Princess Vivi did have her merits. Her connections were solid, her family's lineage was truly ancient, and—most importantly—she was currently quite approachable. She also possessed a decent level of insight and understood, to some extent, what kind of power true strength represented.

She didn't know much, but at least she was aware that there existed individuals in this world who could take on entire armies alone.

"Um... are you trying to become king?" Vivi asked, unable to hold back her question. "If you can really help us end this war... then maybe it's not impossible. But do you truly have that kind of power? Crocodile isn't someone to be underestimated."

She had to ask. It was too important.

Besides, someone had just suddenly appeared out of nowhere and asked her to be his wife—how could she possibly agree to that?

"I don't care about being a king. To me, that's just a burden," Ryuji replied nonchalantly. "As for you, I'm only asking you to stay with me for ten years. Have your father try for another child to inherit the throne, or rule as queen yourself—I don't care. As long as, during these ten years, you remain mine. Just be faithful, and when I want you, you come to me. That's all."

"Ever heard of Roger? I'm the one who brought him back. What's your mother's name again? Eh, never mind. I'll bring her back for two hours."

Waving his hand dismissively, Ryuji made his position clear. He had no interest in being a king. What he wanted with Vivi was a bond that balanced affection and advantage—something unbreakable. If she spoke of benefits, he would offer love; if she sought love, he'd offer benefits. In the end, she wouldn't be able to let go.

And he wasn't some tyrant.

But he wasn't in the mood to explain all of that. If he remembered correctly, Vivi's mother had long passed away. So, with a casual flick of his fingers, he snapped.

In the next moment, a gentle and unadorned woman—one who bore a strong resemblance to Vivi—appeared before her. Vivi's eyes widened in shock.

"…Here we go again," Nami muttered with a roll of her eyes. She gave up trying to complain about Ryuji and simply left quietly with her sister.

Truthfully, Nami had once considered asking Ryuji to resurrect her real parents too—she wanted to know who they truly were. But since she had already sold herself to Ryuji, she didn't exactly have the leverage to negotiate right now.

As for Princess Vivi, she was completely stunned, staring wide-eyed at the mother she had lost long ago. Then, she turned to Ryuji in disbelief.

She wasn't blind or deaf—she had, of course, heard about Gol D. Roger's resurrection. And Baroque Works' sudden rush to raise funds? That was connected too.

Because clearly, this world was about to fall into chaos once more.

Still, standing before her long-deceased mother, Vivi couldn't resist. She had to speak to her first. Giving Ryuji one last glance, she quickly led her mother away.

Before leaving, she took the time to carry her unconscious companion back onto the small boat, leaving a note saying, "Don't come looking for me," before she finally departed to talk in private.

Ryuji didn't bother eavesdropping. He just waited patiently.

It didn't take long before a sharp gasp rang out from Vivi, and she soon returned—tear-streaked but composed. She stood before Ryuji and looked him directly in the eyes.

"So… all this is really just for me?"

For someone with powers like his—especially ones he had just demonstrated so casually—there was no way he would let her go now. The ability to resurrect the dead was enough to drive the World Government insane.

Someone with that kind of power defeating Crocodile? It suddenly didn't seem so far-fetched.

"That's right," Ryuji said with a nod. "I'm only interested in women and becoming stronger. So your kingdom, Crocodile, all of that means nothing to me compared to you."

Even someone like Nojiko, a supporting character, could provide nearly as much energy as Robin. Not just a single point, but multiple ones.

In that case, he'd obviously choose women from the main plotline.

"…"

Vivi almost wanted to offer him a harem of beautiful women to serve him instead, but her upbringing and her family's values made such a thing unthinkable.

"…Alright. I agree."

She took a deep breath. Though she still didn't fully understand the extent of his power, just the ability to resurrect someone was more than enough to justify the price she had to pay.

And she had already witnessed his strength firsthand—unquestionably overwhelming. It was just that… she didn't yet know how he compared to Crocodile.

"In that case," Ryuji said, settling into his chair and beckoning her over, "why don't you show me how serious you are?"

Ryuji sat on the chair and beckoned to Vivi, pointing at his pants.

Since she had already agreed, it was only natural to start with a blowjob!

But to Ryuji's surprise, Vivi untied her ponytail, letting her blue hair cascade down as she transformed from a street-savvy rebel back into an elegant princess. Then, without hesitation, she removed her top, revealing two perky, well-shaped breasts, and strode toward him—even shedding her pants along the way.

The neatly trimmed blue tuft between her legs came into view.

Unlike Nojiko's lush garden, Vivi's was sparse but meticulously maintained, giving it an almost artistic appeal.

"No," she said firmly, her voice steady. "If I've chosen to fight, then hesitation is pointless. A warrior like you deserves his reward upfront—it's only natural."

Her gaze locked onto Ryuji's.

The moment she had sent her partner away, she knew there was no turning back. Ryuji's offer could be genuine, or it could be a cruel trick—a prelude to betrayal.

But she was willing to gamble.

To bet that this man was really willing to challenge Crocodile just for the right to claim her body.

So she saw no point in playing coy—Robin's presence here spoke volumes. No matter how she reacted, if Ryuji refused to help, resisting Crocodile would mean certain death.

The moment Robin appeared and revealed her intel, Vivi's path was set: an irreversible confrontation with Crocodile.

If Ryuji lost, she died. If he won, she'd surrender her body anyway. So at this critical juncture—when rallying a warrior to her cause—there was no room for hesitation.

The price was the same. If Ryuji aided her, her virginity was forfeit sooner or later. If he deceived her, she'd lose it regardless.

So she gambled.

She bet that Ryuji was the kind of fool who'd wage war against Crocodile just for the sake of claiming her.

Her personal dignity meant nothing compared to her nation and people. Even if she failed, all she'd lose was her virginity—a trivial cost compared to the potential gain.

And as it turned out—

She bet right.

"Hah… a smart woman"

Robin shook her head in amusement, while Ryuji chuckled and scooped Vivi into his arms.

Though he was always surprised by such decisive women, there was no denying—he adored their resolve.

"Then I won't hold back, Princess Vivi!"

Kicking open the cabin door, he carried her inside and laid her atop fresh sheets.

"P-Please... use me as you wish."

Vivi fought back her shame, meeting his gaze with forced composure. Beneath her determination, however, lingered the natural longing of any maiden—the dream of romance, desire of falling in love with someone.

But for my country...

She bit her lip as Ryuji's silhouette loomed in the dim cabin light, his grin almost predatory. She didn't close her eyes. She wanted to see how he'd take her—so that if he ever betrayed her, she could kill him without hesitation.

"...Personally, I don't have—"

Her thoughts stuttered as Ryuji stripped off his shirt, revealing a torso sculpted with lean, defined muscle. But when his dick sprang free, its sheer menace—swaying slightly in the cool air, steam faintly rising—made her clap a hand over her mouth.

"T-This... This is nothing like the statues! It's terrifying!"

Her heart pounded wildly. Courtly education had not prepared her for this.

Undeniably, Vivi didn't like Ryuji—not when her "offering" was laced with resentment. Yet this was her choice. So when he kissed her, her pulse raced—half from dread of that monstrous thing, half from reluctant submission.

Ryuji tasted her tension—the shy, resistant flicker of her tongue—and it only stoked his desire to ruin her.

He groped her chest roughly, kneading the soft mounds until her nipples stiffened under his pinching fingers.

Shame and pleasure collided, drowning her thoughts.

"My first time... with a man I just met... and he's playing with me like this—!"

Tears welled in her eyes. Ryuji caught one on his fingertip, then sucked it away with a smirk.

"A maiden's tears... delicious."

The tear itself was nothing. What thrilled him was her—disheveled hair and tears in her eyes.

"P-Please... stop talking..."

The humiliation cut deep. She was a princess, hardened by hardship—yet watching him savor her bitter tears like fine wine twisted something inside her. Her body trembled harder.

Which only excited Ryuji more.

He squeezed her breasts viciously, wrenching a gasp from her lips. When he twisted a nipple between two fingers, she bit down on her lower lip to stifle a cry.

"Forgive me, princess. But I am the villain here." His free hand traced her jawline, the light scrape of his nails sending heat crawling up her neck. "Besides... you are enjoying this, aren't you?"

She could feel it—her ears burning, her pulse erratic. The more he toyed with her, the more her pride and fury festered, trapped beneath his "polite" violation with nowhere to go but out as more tears.

One droplet rolled down her chest, over the reddened marks his fingers left, a fleeting mix of scorch and chill.

Her mind warred with itself.

Her body ached for rougher treatment.

Her spirit recoiled from the descent into depravity.

She wanted to scream—but a phantom weight pressed on her ribs, stealing her voice and breath.

As she stared up at Ryuji, one truth crystallized:

If he defeated Crocodile and stays in Alabasta, becoming his lover would've been a trivial concession.

But this bastard... He wants me to suffer.

Yet another thought slithered through her despair:

At least... my body is enticing enough to buy his blade.

....

Pah!

Ryuji slapped his cock on Vivi's face making her gasp as she gazed at him with wide eyes.

Looking at his serious and heated expression, Vivi's cunt twitched in need as she took a sniff of his masculine scent which made her shiver in need.

His scent felt so masculine and virile that it made her instincts go wild as she just gazed at him in a daze as he slapped his cock on her face, rubbing his slimy precum in her face.

It was degrading and filthy action, but Vivi didn't feel offended at all, on the contrary her arousal only spiked.

Ryuji grasped Vivi by her hair as her pressed her lips against his cock rubbing her lips all over it and Vivi obliged by gliding her lips over his veiny length like the obediently.

Ad he pressed his tip against her lips as she opened her lips invitingly.

She wondered if it would fit but she was willing to take on this challenge.

Vivi wrapped her lips around his engorged head as she licked his slit which was stained with precum making Ryuji groan as he caressed her body.

Slurrppp* Slurpp*

Vivi moaned into his length as she felt one of his hands molding her breast while using his other hand to gently pinch and roll her erect nipples while tugging and flicking them from time to time....

Gag!* 

Saliva dribbled down Vivi's chin as Ryuji forced more of his length down her throat while he was gently pinching her nipples, giving the woman pleasure while she pleasured him.

Vivi shuddered as she tried to take his cock deeper in her throat.

And it was proving to be a hefty task as after all the months of training under Roger his body had transformed, he became taller, handsome and also his dick became longer.

Ryuji took his slimy cock out of Vivi's mouth as he grasped her hair in his hand a bit tightly and made her kneel as he stood up on the bed.

He slapped his cock on her lips a few time and made her kiss and glide her lips along the side of his length as if imprinting that her lips were meant to serve his cock.

He grabbed Vivi by the back of her neck and stuffed his dick into her mouth or at least as much as she could swallow as he made the woman slobber all over his dick with a submissive look in her eyes.

Ryuji held Vivi by the hair as he watched her with a heated gaze as the woman kissed, sucked , and licked his dick like she was worshipping it as her lips were printed upon his skin.....

He kept moving her head until finally cumming down her throat.

Gluck!* Gluck!!* Slurp!*

After he finished cumming, he allowed Vivi to withdraw which she did while coughing.

"This is your first time but you did a good job"

Then he looked at her and...

"Relax," Ryuji murmured, thumb brushing her cheek. "I'll make sure you enjoy every second."

He pressed a gentle kiss to Vivi's flushed cheek before parting her trembling thighs—her body instinctively tensing, yet reluctantly yielding under his command. The delicate, pink folds hidden beneath were now fully exposed to his gaze.

His hands traced the length of her legs—smooth, flawless, even more supple than Nami's or Robin's. Despite her combat prowess, Vivi's skin carried an almost unreal softness, a silken luxury that reminded him of princesses like Elsa or Lux.

The privilege of royalty, he mused.

Though the Red Dragon Queen had been an entirely different kind of indulgence.

As his fingers kneaded the plush flesh of her thighs, he marveled at how easily they yielded—as if he could press straight through to the delicate bones beneath. Vivi, meanwhile, burned under his touch, every caress a brand reminding her:

This body no longer belongs to you.

And then—his attention returned to that adorable little bloom.

"How cute."

The praise slipped out before he could stop it. Vivi's entrance was as taut and plump as a steamed bun, much like Nami's. But at his words, her breath hitched—shame and an inexplicable relief tangling in her chest. Her hips twitched involuntarily, the petals below fluttering as a shimmering droplet escaped.

Ryuji didn't miss it. His tongue darted out, collecting the glistening proof of her conflicted arousal. The heat of his mouth made her clench tighter, fear and something darker coiling in her stomach—yet she forced herself to relax, to accept.

To Ryuji, it felt like her body was begging for him.

The taste of her—sweet with a hint of salt—drove him wild. He lapped hungrily at her folds once more before pulling back, his own pulse racing. He'd planned to prepare her properly, to tease her open with his tongue until she melted—

But patience had its limits.

And Vivi was more than ready.

Women in this world were miracles—a few touches, and their bodies bloomed like flowers under the sun.

Ryuji took a deep breath, gripping Vivi's slender waist. Under her gaze—a mix of fear and nervous anticipation— he pressed his swollen and engorged head against her impossibly soft and drooling slit and pushed inside in one fluid motion.

He went inside her at a moderate pace as her tightness was too much , and it was slowing him down.

A sensation of velvety warmth enveloped him. Even as he breached her hymen, there was no resistance—only an effortless slide into her tight, yielding depths.

Her inner walls were too soft.

Like sea anemones—delicate, frilled, yet impossibly pliant.

Soft. Smooth. But still snug.

"Aaangh~ Ryuji~ "

He had expected her to show some discomfort but the she only let out a moan while her cunt tightened around his dick with a godly tightness that made him nearly bust.....

He drove deep with ease, yet no matter how far he went, it felt like he could plunge even further—as if her very core was an endless abyss.

So he thrust without restraint.

For Vivi, pain, pleasure, shame, and unwillingness tangled together, tears spilling anew as Ryuji's relentless pace hurled her between agony and ecstasy.

He licked the tears from her cheeks—only for their salt to sharpen his cruelty, driving him to pound even harder into her obscenely plush pussy.

Finally, under his unending assault, Vivi's mind shattered.

She knew only three things now:

1. She belonged to Ryuji.

2. There was no turning back.

3. She couldn't take it anymore.

When he speared into her womb with one final, brutal thrust, her back arched violently, her legs locking around his waist like a vise.

A scream tore from her throat—raw, unfiltered, carrying every pent-up emotion into the open air.

"Aah—! Ah! AH—!!"

The princess's cries echoed as her fluids splashed between them.

"Mmnn~Nnnn~Ah~"

"Haaah~Haaah~ahhhhhh~ohhhhhhh~aa~nnn...."

"Ryuji! I am cumming~ I am cumming so hard! ahhhh~ anngggh!!!!!!"

But the monster devouring her showed no sign of stopping.

Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!

Vivi was on all fours with her back arched as Ryuji held onto her hair as while thrusting his hips at a rapid pace and thoroughly dominating the blue haired woman.

Vivi let out muffled moans as her head was turned back and her lips were dominated by Ryuji as he coiled his tongue with her's in a sloppy and filthy embrace as drool slipped down from the corner of her lips.

Vivi was like a drug addict as she slurped on his saliva like it was some drug.

Ryuji changed his grip from her hair to her throat as he growled while slapping her tits and ass while sheathing himself inside her and giving her the fifth load of the night.

Vivi stiffened as she let out a loud moan as her eyes rolled back and she squirted onto his cock...

Vivi felt delirious as her blue hair was spread on the bed as she was on her back getting pounded in as her legs were being raised into the air.

Her cunt had already widened to accommodate his dick as her insides now snugly clung to him like a glove.

_ _ _ _ _

"Aaaangh~ Ry-Ryuji!" Vivi's lips were parted in a pleasurable expression as she gasped and moaned while holding onto the bed for support as she was being fucked from behind.

Her fingertips clenched the wooden frame as her hair stuck to her sweaty back while her ass bounced with each smack of Ryuji's thighs.

"Ahhng~Ryuji~Yes!!!! Yes!!!! right there.... don't stop...."

"ahhhh~ Ohhhhhh!!!!! Ah~ah~ah....."

Ryuji increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and deeper. He could feel her body responding to his, her hips meeting his thrusts, her inner walls clenching around his cock.

"Ahhh! Ryuji~ I'm cummming..... I'm cumming!!!! ahhhhhnngg!!!!!" she moaned her body shacking with the force of her release, squirting all over his dick.

Vivi's legs trembled as she held onto the bed as her cunt had been thoroughly abused for hours as Ryuji was truly monster and had marked her thoroughly.

Vivi's body was covered in hickeys and bite marks as he had showered his unrestrained attention all over her.....

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