Out on the seven seas where pirates were rampant and the Navy were scrambling to get everything back under control there sailed a stolen Navy destroyer class ship redecorated into a pirate ship. On that ship was kangaroo human hybrid girl with her hazel brown hair in a loose ponytail wearing black boxing gloves with her Jolly Roger consisting of a kangaroo’s skull with her brown hair and the hat she was currently wearing given to her by a friend and two bones with boxing gloves on them arranged in an x and tape around her legs along with a black one-piece with a zipper that allowed her access to her pouch and a classic skull and crossbones with the words TRUE PIRATE circling it on her stomach above said zipper. The black outback hat she wore had beads around the base of it, a strap beneath it with another personal Jolly Roger that belonged to the original owner.
“I am the one who will defeat Satan “the Slaughter”.” She was talking to herself while training jumping around and jabbing the air.
“I am the one who will find my love and win his heart.” She had a sudden daydream of her crush kissing her hand.
“And you’re the one who still doesn’t know how to change back to her normal human form and has been this way for about twelve years.” A voice suddenly popped up behind surprising the girl.
“Eep! *Ahem* I am RACHEL STONE!” She announced out loud to a flock of seagulls passing above them. Quickly she turned around and glared at him.
“What? You know that’s true.” The man showed himself. He wore a black pirate’s jacket without any shirt showcasing the Jolly Roger he tattooed to his chest which consisted of a gunmetal gray skull with a Mohawk facing one direction with the bones in a plus sign and a rifle and cutlass in an x and black pants held up by a belt with a golden buckle. On the back of his jacket, he had another Jolly Roger which had a cracked skull with staples on the crack chomping on a cigarillo wearing the same metal wide rim hat currently on his head with a railroad spike in each of its eyes. He had a slight stubble, black gloves, and currently smoking a cigarillo like he always was.
“I'm trying to come up with a perfect line to say to Satan when I'm ready to beat him,” Rachel replied in a snobbish tone.
“That’s no way to talk to your captain here. You should know.” He teased her.
“Well maybe if you smoked a tad less I would like being around you a bit more… Shirahama Kenji.” He took note of a mocking tone to her voice.
“There’s no need to say my name in that tone of voice.” He disappeared into the ground and reappeared right behind her surprising her as he grabbed hold of her hips.
“I hate that power of yours,” Rachel complained gripping her hips.
"That's what you get when you work for a guy made out of living shadows." Shirahama walked to the railing of the ship and looked down at the water to check for any danger.
“Then I think I’m done training for now…” Rachel said as she headed down into the ship’s hull for the day.
“Enjoy your nap then, and remember, stay out of the cargo hold.” The pirate captain warned his subordinate.
“Fine, fine, I will… still, don't understand why you want to keep me out of there…” She mumbled to herself as she climbed down. Inside were the living quarters where a couple of hammocks hung around meant for the Navy officers. Rachel crawled into one and attempted to get some shuteye. As time went, however, she couldn't sleep for some reason, the cargo hold, her captain was talking about kept coming back to her.
‘Just what could he be hiding in there?’ She wondered to herself as she tossed and turned in her hammock when she was suddenly interrupted by her growling stomach.
“Calm down there belly… I’m pretty sure we’re gonna be getting food soon.” She tried to reassure herself, but the growling was driving her crazy. She got up and stretched her limbs and began hopping around looking for some kind of food.
“Come on. He had to hide something around here…” She looked everywhere. When she couldn’t find Rachel whimpered as her stomach growled even louder.
“Really captain? Nothing? A kangaroo girl’s gotta have something to satisfy her poor empty stomach here.” She complained to herself. As she looked under the hammock for the third time she noticed the door that led to the cargo hold. As she reached for it, she quickly jerked her arm back.
“No… he said not to go down there…” She tried to convince herself from doing so. But the magnetic pull of the door was irresistible.
“Perhaps just a little peek wouldn’t hurt…” Rachel opened up the door carefully as not to disturb the captain up on the deck. Quietly she locked the door behind her and snuck down the steps to see what Shirahama was hiding.
‘What is he hiding? Treasure? Rum? The heads of past victims?’ She thought of the possibilities as hopped down each step carefully as she could. Soon when she reached the bottom she lit up a lantern to reveal what he had been hiding: a room filled to the brim with sweets and desserts. As Rachel looked around her mouth began watering at the sight of so many delicious foods in one room.
“I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t mind a few pieces going missing…” She picked up pieces of chocolate lying about the room and opened them up. Quickly she gobbled them down and basked in the flavor of the milk chocolate. Completely forgetting what she just said a few minutes earlier she picked up a whole chocolate bar this time.
“I need more!” She exclaimed as she quickly wolfed down the chocolate bar and grabbed more candy from the barrels filled to the brim with them and started feasting. She shoved handfuls of candy into her mouth and swallowed them down in large quantities where her belly was greeted by a sudden influx of sweets entering it. She forced as much candy as possible into her stomach to make room in her mouth for more candy. Her stomach began showing a little pudge as Rachel’s rampant eating forced large amounts of candy down into it.
“So good!” She said between mouthfuls of various candies from possibly exotic locations. She didn’t even recognize the flavors as they all mixed together as she chewed through them like a madman. Her stomach began showing signs of growing as the candy pushed it bigger and bigger to make room for more sweets to come in. She didn't bother thinking about how Shirahama was going to react to find his crewmate down in the off-limits storage room or the consequences. She was only focused on eating as much candy as possible before her belly had enough.
“I’ve never seen so much candy before!” She exclaimed out loud before gasping in worry that Shirahama might’ve heard her. After a few seconds of silence, she continued her binge of sweets. As she turned her head she noticed the desserts ranging from cakes to doughnuts.
‘Those are next.' She thought to herself continue wolfing down candy of all sorts. Meanwhile, up on deck, Shirahama was keeping a lookout for any Navy personnel or rival pirate crews wondering what was going on below deck.
‘I wonder what she’s doing down there… probably sleeping… maybe I should check…’ He thought to himself. He climbed down to the second deck to see that Rachel wasn’t there. Quickly his eyes widened in worry.
‘F***.’ He rushed over to the door and attempted to open it up only to find it locked. He banged on it more violently and still no luck.
“RACHEL! RACHEL! OPEN THE DOOR!” Shirahama screamed at the top of his lungs in hopes she would hear it. In the cargo hold, the kangaroo girl heard him screaming and freaked out.
‘What do I do? What do I do?’ She looked around to find a way to explain her reason for being down there. As she jumped around the room, her stomach now sticking out a foot from her body was bouncing around making it hard to keep it under control.
‘Calm down there. I just need to find some reason for being…’ She looked over to see the perfectly preserved treats and completely forgot what she was doing.
‘What was I… forget it.’ She picked up a doughnut and stuffed it into her mouth before continuing her feast of the various sweets. Shirahama collapsed against the door realizing he wasn’t getting in there.
“This is hopeless, I’m never getting in there…” Rachel overheard him who looked up at the ceiling.
‘Never… getting in there… that means…’ She gasped in excitement.
‘I have total reigns over the cargo hold!’ She excitedly thought as she shoved another pastry into her mouth. She pat her stomach in anticipation,
“I hope your ready buddy for an entire banquet worth's of food.” She announced as she grabbed a handful of candy and truly began her feast. She shoved all she could into her mouth and stuff herself with as much food as possible. Her stomach began swelling at a steady rate from the amount of food Rachel forcibly introduced it to. The kangaroo girl didn't care about what kind of sugary treat was going into her mouth, as long as it was sweet and within her reach, it was going into her mouth, no exceptions.
“This couldn’t get any better,” Rachel commented.
"Well, it's about to be your worst day once I get in there!" Shirahama threatened.
“Yeah right! You wouldn’t dare break the door since this is your precious ship!” Rachel confidently stated.
“You want to see?” The captain stood up and took one look at the door before sighing.
“Forgive me, buddy…” He said before unleashing a punch that put a hole through the door. Looking through it, he found a place to teleport: right behind Rachel. While the kangaroo girl was busy eating everything in sight she didn’t notice her irritated captain appear. When she bent over to pick up a piece of candy she felt the force of someone’s foot come down on her foot.
“OWWWW!” She screamed out in pain. As she looked behind her she became terrified to see her captain standing over her.
“H-Hi…” Her voice trailed off terrified of the man’s presence.
“Hello there. Now, do you know what you’re eating here?” Rachel slowly shook her head shaking in fear.
“Well… *chuckle* this just happens to be my private collection of candy that I was building up over the months.” He leaned in closer to Rachel.
“Did you know that?” He asked.
“N-N-N-No…” She barely spat out. Shirahama leaned in even closer to the point where he was just inches from her face.
“Do you know what your punishment is?” He whispered lightly into her ear. Yet again Rachel simply shook her head.
“Well… you’re going to finish every single last piece of candy in this blasted hold, whether your stomach likes it or not.” He stated, he walked over to a barrel, grabbed a handful of candy, walked back over, and stuffed it into her mouth.
“You better be hungry, because I’m not going to be stopping anytime soon!” Shirahama announced as he began stuffing her with his entire collection of assorted sweets. Rachel began whimpering in fear and misery.
“Please! Forgive me! I’m sorry!” She tried to beg for his forgiveness but the merciless captain didn’t seem to be interested.
“Forgive you? I’m the captain of this ship, and therefore I need to show you the consequences of your actions and disobeying my orders. It’s only fair.” He explained.
“FAIR!? HOW IS STUFFING YOUR CREWMATE TO THE BRIM WITH YOUR STUPID COLLECTION OF SWEETS FAIR IN ANY WAY!?” Rachel screamed in unbridled fury.
“In my eyes it's fair. So shut up and keep eating.” He demanded as he stuffed a few cake pops and forced Rachel to eat them. She just simply chewed on them to avoid any further reprimanding from her captain. When she finished chewing she swallowed the cake pops and spat out the sticks while Shirahama came back over with a platter of sweets and cake. He took a cinnamon bun and fed it to her to check if she liked it. When she swallowed it down he started taking the rest and forcing them into her mouth.
“Come on, don’t think you’ve finished even half of the collection.” Rachel’s eyes widened in fear and shock.
“We’re not even halfway done!? Are you kidding me!?” The kangaroo cried out.
“Nope, so you better like stuffing yourself silly. Because we’re going to be here for a while shoving food into that greedy mouth of yours.” Shirahama announced as he stuffed another piece of cake into her mouth forcing her to swallow it down.
“I promise I won’t do it again!” Rachel tried to talk him out of the punishment.
“Your right, not.” He stuffed another piece of cake into her mouth.
“Why not!?” Rachel cried out.
“Because I know at some point you’re going to do something like this again. But that’s not for right now. We’ve still got plenty of food left.” Shirahama said cut out another piece of cake for her.
“Come on Shirahama…” Tears began streaking down her cheeks.
“Come on what? There’s nothing to be discussed here, I told you not to come down here and you end up doing it anyway. I need to teach you some discipline here.” Shirahama showed no pity for his fellow crewmate as he continued stuffing her full of sweets. Rachel’s stomach grew to around three feet with constant force-feeding of delicious and fattening treats that were being forced down her gullet. When the platter was empty Rachel rubbed her grumbling stomach which ached with the amount of food inside it.
“It’s all okay belly, it’ll end soon, hopefully…” Shirahama looked at her amused as she whimpered under her breath.
“No, it isn't because I'm going to try to find the milk barrel around the place, while I do that. Continue working on that candy barrel.” He ordered.
“Just why should I do that?” Rachel retorted not scared of her captain’s fury.
“Because you’ll make the perfect anchor for the ship if you don’t.” That was enough to scare Rachel into continue eating the candy. She didn’t care how tasty the food was, she just wanted this punishment to be over. The candy she consumed continued to expand her poor belly which was being forced to stretch just to accommodate more food that Rachel didn’t want anymore.
“Come on! I’ve seen others eat faster than you!” Shirahama yelled at her to hurry.
“I'm sorry but it's just hard to eat when your belly's full,” Rachel replied. Shirahama gave her the death glare which convinced her to stop questioning the captain and just continue eating to make him happy. As she continued eating she took note on how her belly seemed to have an endless capacity as she was still eating all the candy and not feeling too sick aside from the before-mentioned stomach ache. Suddenly Shirahama came back rolling a rather large barrel of milk supposedly over to her.
“Found it, this will be the last thing you’ll be consuming in this collection of mine. So let me hurry it up for you.” He went over to her and grabbed handfuls of candy from the barrel and shoved it into her mouth. The feeling and taste of the man’s leather gloves mixed with the sweets made her gag.
“*Gag* don't do that if you don't want me to undo all the progress you’ve made,” Rachel complained as she scooped up handfuls of candy and shoved them into her mouth.
“I know you that you wouldn’t actually do that. You hate the sight of vomit.” Shirahama called her out. Despite that, he was more careful in taking handfuls of candy and pouring it into her mouth rather than outright shove it into her mouth. Rachel seemed to accept the punishment at this point as she opened wide for every time the captain had another handful of candy. As he turned back around he saw her actually smiling as she was chewing the sweets.
‘Well I guess this is no longer a punishment, oh well, still need to get rid of this collection to make room for my next one.’ He shrugged as he fed her more candy.
“You know, this is actually kind of fun after a while,” Rachel commented.
“Great to know, man I meet and befriend some real weirdos…” Shirahama whispered to himself to make sure the kangaroo girl didn’t hear.
“What was that?” She asked unaware of what he said.
“Nothing, just keep eating and enjoying yourself. *Ahem*” He quickly changed the subject back to the current activity. The girl began eating the candy at the original rate when she first discovered the room. Her stomach stretched and stretched to accompany the amount of candy that was entering her girth. She happily slurped down the sweets that managed to get into her mouth.
“Didn't realize you enjoyed being fed this way that much,” Shirahama commented.
“You barely even know me then,” Rachel replied.
“There are plenty of things you don’t know about me Shirahama, all you have to do is take the time to get you to know me.” She explained.
“Well maybe once we're done here we can get comfortable and talk for quite a bit because you aren't going anywhere for a while,” Shirahama stated.
“I suppose that sounds like a great idea.” Replied Rachel. She just finished the barrel of sweets and looked to see a few more barrels.
“Looks like we've got ways to go.” The kangaroo girl said.
“Then I hope you’re hungry.” Shirahama laughed. The process continued for the next barrels with Rachel being fed all the contents with the sugary pastries and desserts in between. Her stomach grew immensely adding a couple feet with each finished barrel. By the end, her stomach stretched out to about twelve feet.
“Alright, let's wash down all those sweets and desserts with a nice ice cold barrel of milk, lean back.” He ordered Rachel. The girl complied and tilted her head back, using his powers Shirahama threw his arms into the ground and lifted the barrel of milk using two enlarged shadowy hands to tilt the barrel into Rachel's eager mouth. With a pop, the barrel began pouring its contents into Rachel's mouth.
“Mmm!” She hummed in pleasure from how delicious the milk was. The gulps she made were quite audible even for the captain’s taste. She slurped down the milk like a pig which made Shirahama wonder if it was from the amount of milk that was going into her mouth at once or if she was truly just drinking the milk like a pig. Either way, Rachel loved it all, the taste of the milk, the amount of milk she got to drink down, and all of it was right after one of the best feasts she had of all time.
“Glad to see one of us is still enjoying my collection.” Said Shirahama still a tad exasperated at Rachel for being down there in the first place. The girl wasn’t listening as she continued gulping down milk in large quantities trying to stay ahead of the flow of milk. Rachel began wondering if the captain had any other hidden collections of food around the ship.
‘This couldn’t possibly be the only place with some kind of food.’ She thought to herself excited to explore more of the ship to discover its hidden secrets. The barrel held quite a large amount of milk that the pirate captain collected from one of the islands well known for its milk. From what he heard the milk was a delicacy and judging from Rachel’s expressions, they weren’t lying about its taste.
"Is there much left?" He asked the girl enjoying herself; he received no response from her as she seemed too focused on the milk than any of her surroundings.
“Thanks for the input.” He stood there silent for the next few minutes only listening to Rachel’s loud slurping sounds. As he began to drift into another thought Rachel tapped the barrel to signify it was empty. Rachel lifted her head and cracked her neck after spending so much time with her head tilted back.
"Whelp, I guess we're finally done with all that." Rachel happily patted her belly which had expanded to sixteen feet around and stretched the fabric of her one piece out quite a bit. The skull and crossbones above the zipper was now ridiculously stretched out by her gargantuan stomach. She sat down and happily rubbed and caressed it as it grumbled and moaned from the amount of food that was forced into it in such a short amount of time.
“Great, now that’s over with. Never come in here again when I have food or the like or I’m going to find something else that’ll make you regret doing that little stunt again.” An irritated Shirahama threatened.
“Really? Whatcha got that could be any worse than this that I won’t enjoy?” Rachel laughed off her captain’s threat.
“I'll hook you up to the water tank this ship has and turn you into a living water balloon,” Shirahama mentioned.
“Right! Forget I said anything!” Rachel nervously laughed before watching Shirahama climb onto her belly and shift in place.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“Just getting comfortable here. Feel a little tired, going to take a little nap. See you in a few hours.” Shirahama said before falling asleep.
“Shirahama? Shirahama! SHIRAHAMA!” She got no response. Rachel pouted in annoyance at her captain using her mass as a makeshift bed.
“I’m not going to get anywhere until he wakes up…” Rachel laid on the empty milk barrel and soon she too fell asleep awaiting her captain’s future orders.
