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DISCLAIMER: F/Fu ball/cuntbusting story. This story contains violence and in some cases extreme damage done to the genitals. Reader’s discretion is advised.

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It was a crisp, cool evening on the open sea. The sky was red as if the clouds themselves were flames while the sun slowly dipped below the calm waves. The gentle splash of them was almost rhythmic as they lapped along the hull of the ship.

Captain Wanda inhaled deeply, taking in the fresh sea air. She was a beautiful, blonde haired beauty, her long locks flowing freely under her tricorn hat. She had bright blue eyes and a stunning face. Her body was toned from her hard life or pirating and the fact she was a futa so her testicles gave her testosterone. She wore a short blouse, with a short skirt, showing off her light abs. She wore thigh high heeled boots that clicked along the deck as she walked to the helm.

She had one hand lazily holding onto the ship’s wheel as she enjoyed the beautiful sky. Her serene escapade was interrupted as her First Mate made her way up the stairs. A short stack kobold, her large, very curvy body jiggling with each step. Her lovely dark green body was covered in very simple tribal wraps, over her large breasts and her nether region were covered by a short loincloth that barely covered her massive backside.

The kobold was a mute, never saying a word outside of grunts. One day while docked on the nearby continent, they came back and she was on board. Having aggressively refused to leave with many strong kicks to the crotch to the crew. They decided to let her stay with them.

She never told them her name so they just called her Twerk, since the tribe she was from invented a dance they did before battle where they would shake their large rears and make their cheeks clap together.

Captain Wanda smiled at the small kobold as she stood by her side silently. She pointed to the red evening sky, “That’s a good omen, Twerk. Means there is calm weather coming in from the west.” she said.

“Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky in morning, sailor’s warning.” she mused looking back at Twerk, who was still looking to where she pointed.

“Land Ho!” the crew woman in the crow’s nest called out.

It was getting dark, but the island was clear in the distance. Small, rocky and covered in thick jungle.

“Aye! There she be, you scurvy skanks!” Wanda yelled to her all female crew, most of whom were futa like herself.

Wanda’s ship The Siren’s Song pulled up close to the island before dropping anchor, settling the ship before beaching in the shallows.

The crew all gathered down the galley to have a feast, celebrating finding the island. After many shanties and grog, they gathered around to share spooky tales except for Twerk who was perched on a table, growling as she chewed on raw meat.

Come morning, Wanda and Twerk had gotten into the small rowboat. It only seated two of them. Wanda rowed towards the island, the morning light showing the ancient temple. Overgrown from countless years of neglect as the denizens that inhabited the lands moved on long ago.

Exhaling as she rowed, Wanda told Twerk some history of the place, “They say the temple belonged to ancient people who used to worship the sea. Inside is a large pearl, the size of a fist.” Twerk looked around the place curiously as the small rowboats came to a stop on the beach.

With her cutlass in hand, she cut a path through the forest and up the moss covered steps of the temple, to the highest point. There was a small chamber, the morning sun lit it up enough to see. There, sitting on a pedestal in the middle of the room was the pearl, large and gleaming.

“It has many names, Twerk. The Pearl of Madness, The Mermaid’s Eye, Davy Jones’ Missing Nut. All names different, however one fact is true. Every time it’s taken, it always ends up back here.” Wanda explained as she stepped closer to the large pearl.

She looked over it’s glossy coat, it had a mural carved into its surface. Showing a giant fish woman with people all bowed down to her. Wanda reached out, gently running her finger along the groves before taking the large orb in her hand and lifting it off the pedestal. She braced herself, but nothing happened.

"Good. We are going to be the very first ones to keep hold on this beauty." Wanda said to herself as she gripped the pearl in her hands

Twerk grunt and pointed out the nearby stone window. Wanda could see it, the blue sails of the Royal Navy loomed on the horizon, going with the wind and picking up speed. “Good eyes, Twerk. Let’s get out of here!”

There was one small problem, in her haste to get here Wanda forgot to bring something to carry the pearl in. With no other options she lifted her skirt, tucking her large penis and testicles back she put the pearl in her tight panties for safe keeping, “That’ll have to do till we are on the ship."

As if the dogs of hell were nipping at their heels, Wanda and Twerk ran back the way they came, sliding down mossy slopes and rocks till they were back at the rowboat. Wanda jumped in as Twerk pushed them off, in a rush Wanda sat down too fast.

Squish!

Her eye twitched and she gritted her teeth. She tucked her testicles back too far and so when she sat down too fast, she sat down right on them. She groaned as she stood up a little to adjust, but she didn’t get the time. A massive green ass slammed down on her lap, forcing her back down on the wooden seat and crushing her balls with even more weight on them.

Crunch!

“Twerk!” Wanda yelped, “Get your fat ass off my lap!”

The kobold didn’t seem to notice or care, she took the oars in hand and rowed with gusto back to the Siren’s Song. As she was sitting on the Captain’s lap she could feel the pearl rubbing against her sex, it was rather exciting. Twerk grinding her large rear against the pearl in the Wanda’s panties, all the while making the Captain crush her own balls more.

Wanda grunted in pain, her eyes crossing as her knees squeezed together, she could feel her royal jewels squishing under her weight. She raised her hand, slapping the kobold hard on one of her massive butt cheeks but no effect, she just kept grinding against the large pearl, pleasuring herself on it.

Upon reaching their ship and being hoisted out by her crew women, Twerk hopped out with a bounce in her step as Wanda rolled out, her hand in her panties to take the pearl out and then her other hand in to hold her throbbing testicles better.

“Got it.” Wanda said, voice a little high pitched as she held up the valuable stone to the cheers of her crew.

The cheers were short lived, the sound of meaty cheeks clapping together caught their attention. Standing on the side of the ship, Twerk had her huge booty pointed to the navy ship approaching them. Shaking, bouncing and clapping her ass cheeks, doing her war dance in their direction.

“The alarm!” one crewwoman shouted, making the rest scatter to the station.

“Get the cannons ready, you slags! We’ll sink them when they are in range!” Wanda said, recovering a bit as she went to the helm, taking the wheel in hand.

“Full sail!” she cried out as the sails dropped down and picked up the wind.

Wanda threw the wheel into a spin, turning away from the island as they headed for the open sea. The larger navy ship was catching up to them. Taking out her spyglass, Wanda looked through, seeing who was the ship's captain.

Her heart sank when she saw the hat with the colourful feathers. Just under it were long raven locks, loosely gathered into a ponytail, the gorgeous yet stern face of Commodore Camilla Salvadore. Decked out in her navy attire consisting of a jacket, decorated in medals with tight leggings and ankle high heeled boots. Camilla adjusted her glasses, flashing a wicked grin towards Wanda as if she could sense her looking at her.

“Pick up speed!” Wanda barked out.

Camilla sipped her cup of tea before placing it down on a nearby table. Her ship; The Dauntless. A ship she had custom built herself for speed and ramming. She always did love getting face to face with the enemy.

“Ms Williams.” she called out, her voice prim and proper.

“Yes, ma’am?” Ms William replied, Camilla’s personal secretary she took everywhere with her. She was a small woman with thick glasses, carrying notes everywhere on her body. Tucked into pockets, the hem of her skirt and even her cleavage.

“Pick up speed. I want that eye sore to sink to the bottom of the ocean by noon.” she said, pulling out her pocket watch to check the time.

“Yes, ma’am!” Ms Willian said before barking out orders to the crew. The navy ship picked up more speed, catching up with the Siren’s Song.

“Get the cannons ready!” Wanda shouted as she spun the ship again, turning the broadside towards the oncoming ship.

Twerk was jumping up and down, grunting with the anticipation of battle. Below deck the crew had loaded up the cannons.

“Light the fuses!”

Matches struck, the hiss of the wicks burning down. The navy ship did not deter at all, instead, ramming into the middle of their ship with the deafening crack of wood splitting. Wanda was shoved to the side, landing on the deck of the ship, the pearl knocked from her hands.

“FIRE!!” she screamed as she got back to her feet.

The cannons roared as they blasted, most missing their mark as the force of the ram had knocked their aim off, but a few shots hit true, smashing into the navy hull.

The crew of the Dauntless hit the deck as the cannonballs smashed through the hull. With a small smirk on her face Camilla remained standing, “Ms Willams. Write down the damage report. We’ll be sure to bill them.”

“Board those whores!” Wanda yelled as she slowly got back up off the deck.

The crew of the Siren Song yelled and cheered as they brandished cutlass’ and flintlock, firing wildly at the other ships deck only to have gunfire returned on them. Smoke filled the air as the shots of black powder went off as pirates and sailors swung from ropes to board each other’s vessels.

Cannons were still booming and blowing holes in the hull of each ship as the fierce battle raged on. Twerk wasted no time swinging onto the enemy ship, spear in hand. The small, thicc kobold was a whirlwind of pain through the navy as she took them down one after one with plenty of hard jabs into the crotch of the navy women with the blunt end of her spear, sending them down to the deck in pain.

Being small and nimble meant she could easily send low blows to taller females. She ducked between the legs of a navy woman before ramming her spear up into the lady's crotch, making her scream in pain. Twerk pulled her spear back, blood was dripping off the tip. The woman she stabbed just clutched her bleeding vagina before silently falling face first on the deck.

Wanda pulled out her flintlock pistols, firing one after the other, dropping each one after firing to get a fresh loaded one out of her many holsters. She was interrupted by a sailorwoman coming up behind her, grabbing her arms and trying to restrain her.

“I got her Commodore! She’s here!” The navy woman yelled only soon to be followed by a scream as Wanda slammed her heel back into the woman's clitoris with savage power.

The woman let out a silent scream before losing the strength in her grip and falling onto the deck to cradle her busted womanhood.

“Keep your hands to yourself, lassie.” Wanda said before firing another shot into the crotch of a navy woman who was swinging on a rope trying to board. The woman screeched in pain, letting go of the rope to fall into the water.

Camilla watched Wanda from the helm, finishing her cup of tea before throwing the teacup into the face of a pirate trying to stab her with a cutlass. With the pirate lady blinded by the crockery, Camilla sent a savage kick into the woman’s testicles, crushing them with enough force to lift the woman off the ground, only for her to come back down into the fetal position. The pirate woman gagged in pain as she rolled around on the deck.

Without a second thought to the woman’s testicles she just ruptured. She properly walked down the steps, back straight and head high onto the deck. She gracefully pulled her rapier out and started fighting off the pirates who rudely boarded her ship.

Wanda took a rope and boarded the Dauntless, landing on top of a barrel on the deck she pulled out two fresh flintlocks, aiming them at the woman running towards her, sword in hand. Taking aim at her breasts, Wanda fired a bullet into each one before dropping the spent firearms.

The woman clutched her bleeding breasts as she wailed in agony, falling to the deck, sobbing loudly. Pulling out her cutlass’, one in each hand, Wanda helped her pirate mates.

After dispatching their foes, Camilla and Wanda faced off against each other on the deck of the Dauntless.

“We meet again, Camilla!” Wanda said, pointing one of her swords at her, “You’ve been chasing me all over the seas trying to get me in jail. You’ve become a real pain in my arse!”

“I’ll be happy to change that to a different pain.” Camilla said, not taking her blood red eyes off Wanda as she stepped on a loosen plank on the deck of the ship, making the other end smash up into Wanda's crotch with a soft crunch.

“Ahh! My pearls!” Wanda grunted, doubling over and crossing her wrists over her sore crotch. Her femballs throbbed in pain, but she quickly recovered.

“That was dirty.” she spat.

“Pirate tricks I learnt from you. En garde!” Camilla retorted, holding up her rapier for battle.

Wanda happily took her up on the offer, both ladies crossed swords, making their steel spark as they deflected blows and looked for an opening to attack each other. Their crews stopped fighting to cheer on their respected captain.

“You really need to get a new hobby, Camilla. You can’t keep following me around! You’ve been chasing me ever since we left port in Brey.” Wanda said as the two interlocked swords before breaking off.

“You know piracy is a crime. One punishable by death. Also the bounty on your head is more than worth the trouble.” the black haired beauty responded before getting in a quick swipe with her rapier across Wanda's cheek, cutting it.

The wound stung, but it gave Wanda an opening. She riposted Camilla’s next attack and then spun around, smashing the handle of her cutlass into the woman’s smooth mound. Spit flied out of Camilla's mouth as she choked in pain.

Serval crew women watching winced at the sight as Camilla herself squeezed her thighs together, holding her sore vagina with one hand as she caught her breath. She blinked tears out of her eyes as she looked at her opponent.

“Pirate tricks.” Wanda said smugly.

“... Quite.” she responded, voice a little strained.

Camilla rushed back in, arm behind her back as she let out a quick flurry of attacks with her rapier, putting Wanda on the defense, blocking strikes with her sword before letting out a wild swing, slicing through Camilla’s decorated navy jacket and letting her plump, blouse clad breasts bounce out free.

“Have you no shame?” Camilla asked, adjusting her heavy knockers to sit more comfortably in her skin tight blouse.

“Ha! I see your half cow, clearly on your mother's side!” Wanda jeered.

Camilla knitted her brow in annoyance before slashing with her rapier, cutting Wanda skirt off and showing her panties and the large bulge in them to everyone. Her tight panties made the outline of her large member and testicles quite obvious. Wanda blushed and moved a hand down to try and cover herself as a chorus of wolf calls were made to her.

“I see your half horse. Upstairs and down.” Camilla retorted, adjusting her glasses as it was her time to smile smugly.

“You’re one to talk, knock knees!” Wanda shouted before moving in to attack, both women were interlocked in a test of strength, trying to over power each other to get the finishing blow.

“Do you even know what you took off that island?” Camilla asked as both women grunted, Wanda gave her answer in the form of her boot smashing into Camilla’s crotch, crushing her vagina.

Camilla cried out in pain, her breasts bouncing from the force of the blow as her vagina squealed in pain.

“Something to make me rich! AHHH!!” Wanda cried out as Camilla kicked her back, making Wanda’s own breasts and bulge bounce from the force of her kick.

Wanda grimaced, she could taste her balls in her throat from that kick. Her eyes watered as the pain set in, her nuts throbbed badly.

“I’ve got it, Commodore!” a voice yelled from Wanda’s ship.

Both women looked over to see one of Camilla’s women holding the engraved pearl in her hand.

“You pirate! I stole that first!” Wanda shouted, “Twerk!”

On queue Twerk rushed over, jumping the gap between the ships with her spear in hand, grunting with rage. The navy woman saw the short stack of pain coming towards her and tried to jump back to the Dauntless, but it was too late.

Twerk grabbed the woman by her tight leggings, holding her in place as she bit down between the woman's legs, sinking her teeth into the soft flesh of her cooch. The woman in question let out an ungodly howl of agony, her face plastered in what could only be described as the worst pain a woman has ever experienced before. Everyone on The Dauntless winced, holding themselves as the scene went on and they watched the woman's face change to different states of agony, anguish and atrocity.

The woman seemed to pass out from the pain, dropping the pearl from her hand, “No, no, no! Don’t let it fall into the ocean!” Camilla said, rushing forward but was too late. The pearl dropped into the briny depths as the lady was slumped over the deck railing.

“Nice one. Your crewwoman lost her ability to have sex and you lost my pearl too.” Wanda scoffed.

“How is the first one my fault? You’re the one who employs a savage!” Camilla shot back.

Twerk pulled her head back from between the woman's legs, blood running down her maw as she stood on top of the unconscious woman. Facing her large, jiggling rear to the Commodore she started to clap her large cheeks together.

Camilla rolled her eyes at the sight before turning to Wanda and slapping her hard across the face.

“Hey!” Wanda protested before her tits got the same treatment, getting a hard slap from Camilla.

“You have no idea what you’ve just done.” Camilla stated.

Before Wanda could say anything a low pitched drone came from the ocean under them, vibrating the ships and making the wood creak. Everyone went silent as goosebumps covered their skin. After what seemed like an eternity the eerie sound happened again, making the women clamor.

“What was that?” Wanda asked.

“Women, get below deck and man the cannons.” Camilla barked out.

“Wait, Camilla! What was that?” Wanda grabbed her shoulder, making the woman face her.

Camilla was about to answer before she saw Wanda’s eyes go wide, she turned back around to look at what she was seeing. A giant, gray, slimy hand coming out of the water and taking hold of the quarterdeck of the Dauntless, gripping it as if some giant being was pulling itself up, as it did, it tilted the ship, causing everyone to tumble down.

Some unlucky crew women fell into the water, one very unlucky pirate lady slid down the deck, only to smash her crotch into the mast. She cried out in pain as her body spun around and then fell into the water.

The low drone sound was deafening as the water stirred, the creature raising its body up. It’s massive form breaking the surface of the water, showering the women below with the ocean. Letting go of the ship, it settled in the water as the large creature looked down at the two vessels.

Coughing and sputtering the ladies looked up to see what was blocking out the sun. Standing in the ocean was a giant woman with grey skin covered in slime. She was completely naked, her tits were massive, the biggest ever recorded. Her face was humanoid, but her hair was made from tentacles. She had the unblinking eyes of an octopus and her teeth were sharp like sharks.

With a crude smile on its face, the towering deep sea woman loomed over the much smaller ladies, looking at them closely.

“What in Eden is that?!” Wanda shouted.

“??????????,?????????I? ?W?????,?????????????????? ???????????????????????????? ?????,????????????? ?????????????????,????????????? ????????????????????¡?????” the creature seemed to answer, it’s voice otherworldly and haunting. It's language and dialect, completely unheard of in any inhabited parts of the world.

This was interrupted by Twerk clapping her large ass cheeks again in the direction of the big sea bitch, telling her to prepare for her tiny fury.

“Portside cannons!” Camilla shouted, breaking the crew of their stunned gaze, making them run below deck.

With her massive breasts bouncing in her blouse, Camilla ran to the deck guns, helping the crew load in cannonballs and take aim. Wanda and her crew headed back to their ship, except for Twerk, who stayed on the Dauntless, clapping her butt cheeks while holding her spear above her head.

Wanda turned the wheel, spinning around and lining themselves up with the Dauntless, getting in a firing position with them.

“Load all guns!” she yelled as her crew scrambled below deck.

The giant woman lowered her head, getting a closer look at the small ladies running around on the ship, giving a big toothy grin, showing off her big shark teeth. Slowly raising back up, she lifted her fist up as if to smash it down on the ship.

“Fire!” Camilla ordered and was soon followed by the loud barrage of cannons firing at the creature, bouncing off it’s slim tummy and thighs with no effect.

“Fire!” came another order, from Wanda this time as her crew unloaded their cannon, their barrage hitting the creature square in its crotch, making the massive woman stagger back and roar in pain. She looked pissed.

Twerk grunted loudly before throwing her spear like a harpoon, skewering straight into the monster’s clit like a splinter. The big bitched roared in pain again, rubbing her massive privates before swinging her hand through the ocean. The strong waves made the two ships crash into each other, making more poor crew women fall overboard.

“Wanda. Do you have enough shots left for another barrage?” Camilla asked her as their ships settled in the water.

“Aye. But they seem to have no effect on her.” she yelled back.

“Do what you did last time. I got a plan.” Camilla said as she turned the wheel, making her ship turn towards the sea monster.

“Load all guns!” Wanda yelled again.

“Ms Williams. Another cup of tea, if you please.” Camilla requested as the sail dropped down, picking up the wind.

“Take aim and don’t hit the Dauntless.” Wanda told her scurvy lasses as they sailed into a clear shot of the creature.

The Dauntless picked up speed, cutting through the waves on a clear course for the creature who roared and seemed to be moving towards them, eager to sink their ship. Wanda watched closely, watching as Camilla’s ship got closer and closer.

“Fire!” she shouted again.

Their second barrage of cannon fire unloaded. The giant sea woman raised both her fists to strike down the Dauntless only to have her elder vagina slammed by another barrage of cannon fire. Her eyes went wide as she cried out in pain.

“Stay on course!” Camilla called out, still holding her teacup as they got closer and closer to the creature.

The Dauntless picked up more speed as they reached their destination, the hard wood of the ship’s bowsprit crashed into the creature's vagina, like a giant salt licked boot! Straight in the clit with enough force to knock the creature back and push the still stuck spear even further in. The monster howled in pain, her hands clutching her crotch, shaking her head side to side as she slowly sank back down to the depths she came from. After many long minutes the sound of the monster and the waves died down.

The ocean was still again. Both crews cheered loudly at their victory over the monster!

“Back to the corners of the map, you slimy slag!” Wanda shouted happily.

Still sipping her tea, Camilla sailed close to Wanda, smiling at her.

“Not bad. For a pirate.” she said.

Wanda laughed, “Not bad yourself on your suicide ram!”

“Well I guess I can tell the governor that I didn’t manage to find you this time.” Camilla said, giving a wink to Wanda.

The blonde captain nodded her head, still smiling, “I can take a few days off work. So you don’t need to chase me around.”

“That sounds pleasant.” Camilla said, giving a salute to Wanda before sailing away.

Camilla sipped her tea as she looked over at the setting sun, “Hm not bad for a pirate at all.” she said to herself. Her thoughts were interrupted as a bullet whizzed through the air, hitting her teacup and shattering it.

“That was for calling me horse faced. We are even.” Wanda's voice shouted from a distance.

Camilla took her handkerchief and dried herself off, “Ms Williams. Be so kind as to turn us around so I can sink that horse faced bitch.”

The End.