Chapter 10 - Chapter 10: Refractory Period

This is a work of erotic fan fiction with equal emphasis on sex, story, and worldbuilding. The begining of this chapter is focused on plot, but gets more and more sex-focused as it goes on. Fetishes included are: futanari, huge cock, excessive cum, cum inflation, and futa-on-futa sex. Sex-to-story ratio: 5/5
 
Chapter 10: Refractory Period
 
The three of them were in Zelda’s office now, high up in the tallest spire of the Royal Palace. Linkette, Zelda, and Cynthia were all together to discuss, learn, and plan, but so far the three remained withdrawn into their own private thoughts.
Zelda was pacing incessantly, back and forth across the large office. Her flaccid, fourteen-inch cock bounced and wobbled with every step, jostled by her balls shifting beneath it with the motions of her legs. Occasionally her cock would sway just far enough to be smacked about by her knee lurching forward, sending it into a chaotic and flailing swing that ended in a loud SMACK! of her shaft against her thigh. She spared no attention for it, feeling no pleasure or pain with the powerful seal in place, nor did she bother to think of the slimy trail of cum her feet were crushing into the carpet.
She was still stark nude, like all of them, and coated in her own semen. None of them had bothered to clean themselves after the explosion of jizz they had all taken part of only a half hour before. Zelda’s office, which she had always taken such care to keep away from any sexual associations, was now blanketed by a choking and overpowering musk of cum and sex.
Zelda’s belly was bouncing just as much as her cock. It had shrunk down by that time to the size of a modest pregnancy, and that’s because every few minutes she burped up another mouthful of the cum Linkette had flooded her stomach with. She had saved large samples of the jizz earlier to study, both the buckets of cum straight out of Linkette’s cock and the first few mouthfuls that escaped from the intense pressure of her belly, but now each erratic mouthful of salty white fluid that squeezed up her throat was unceremoniously spit into a corner of the room while she continued with her intense line of thought.
Linkette was sitting on a couch, staring down at her own cock lying on the surface of the seat. It was the first time she’d ever seen herself at half-mast, the first time her erection hadn’t been raging, throbbing, as hard as it could physically get. When she was young it had always been soft, when she got older she would wake up one day with it hard and another with it soft, and then for what felt like an eternity it had been just hard, always hungry for something it didn't know. Now, she simply basked in the glorious sensation of satisfaction that had been so absent from her life. She didn’t have a driving, maddening compulsion to fuck something, anything, to stroke herself furiously in the distant prayer that maybe this time her hands would be enough to make herself cum.
A soft smile was glued to her face. She knew that whatever she had done, cumming into Zelda’s mouth, hadn’t really solved her need. She could feel the hints of lust and desire still lingering in the core of her cock, she could feel that the core of her libido was still throbbing strong, but that was okay. She was happy for the moment; she’d realized that all the sex she’d had since leaving the forest had filled her up with other Hylians’ cum, that their releases had all been absorbed by her body and packed in the tight confines of her balls. All of their release had become her frustration, and it had been made a thousand times worse by standing in Zelda’s mountains of cum to rescue Malon. Her balls had swelled at least three times their previous size in that short time.
Now, Linkette was back to normal. Now she had expelled all that extra cum, she’d poured out everything inside her that wasn’t her own cum into Zelda’s gut. She was back to zero, back to how she felt before she left the forest, and the incredible pressure and build up in frustration she’d acquired since meeting Malon made itself known in its sudden and wonderful absence.
Cynthia was sitting on the floor, as there was no furniture that could hope to fit her. Her womb was massively expanded, so large that it dwarfed the rest of her body a dozen times over. The only reason she had been able to squeeze through the door into the large office at all was Zelda’s ability to cast magic, expanding the stone of the halls and doorways around Cynthia as they transported her. As a Matron, she'd been stuffed full of Zelda’s cum every day for months. It was a sensation she was used to, but the absurd quantity of magic semen flooding her uterus and inflating her womb surpassed even the boggling size the Sixth Matron would endure, who took the full brunt of Zelda's fully awakened cock before Impa began to seal it back to its flaccid size, and Cynthia was only the Second Matron.
She was lost in a trance, her eyes glowing gold as she muttered magic words beneath her breath. She was trying to spend the cum immobilizing her as fast as possible, and her first priority to do so was purifying the air around the Palace and its courtyards; tendrils of magic invisible to the eye spread from her out throughout the halls, creating a bubble along the walls and exerting her will through Zelda’s power to change the atmosphere itself. As long as the pungent and enchanted musk of Zelda’s cum continued to permeate the air of Hyrule, none of the citizens would be able to pick themselves off the ground from their haze of lust. With the potency of the smell, and god-like cataclysm of the White Flood masking Hyrule Field, Cynthia would be shocked if the people were even conscious enough to fuck each other. With that intense concentration of lust aura they were probably all lying flat in the streets, unable to move or think but for the bucking of their hips as they came without pause. She would extend the protection to Castle Town if she could, but her first priority was the palace. 
Zelda stopped pacing in front of her desk, letting out a long sigh. She leaned back against the corner of it, smearing the remnant cum still clinging to the cleavage of her ass across its surface. Her taut apple-sized balls slipped between her legs to bob heavily against the dark oak surface, and her dick hung limply over her crossed knees. 
“Hyrule is in trouble,” she said, her murmured voice burdened by dark thoughts. “Our country is in greater peril than it has possibly ever faced before, from several different angles. The... incident between Linkette and I would have been catastrophic on its own, there's no telling what kinds of effects my semen will have soaking into the land.” Absentmindedly, she whisked a seeping drop of that very semen away from her face as it threatened to drip off her eyebrow. “The atmosphere of magic will certainly grow more potent. The barrier around the kingdom must be reinforced to prevent the magic from seeping out into the lands beyond, or we will face a war with the humans.”
Linkette frowned, looking up from her half-chub log. “War with the humans? I don’t understand, the Deku Tree told me that humans can’t enter Hyrule. The magic in the air turns them into stalfos, that’s why he has to split lost human kids into Kokiri and Fairies and make them magic beings too.”
“You’re right, they can’t enter Hyrule. That doesn’t mean we’re safe from them.” Zelda held out her hand, palm up, and a small warm fire materialized in the air over it. “We Hylians have magic, we can make the impossible reality with a few words and an ounce of concentration. Humans, being constitutionally allergic to magic, had to find other ways to survive and thrive in nature’s barbed bosom. They’ve created weapons that can hurl explosives miles into the distance, and before I developed the barrier to prevent Hyrule’s magic influence from spreading, they grew very adept at poisoning the land they were forced to abandon so that we could not use it. The humans can’t conquer us, no, but they can make us bleed, and that’s not something we can afford right now.”
Linkette gulped, nodding her head with grim understanding.
Zelda stood up, dick swaying between her knees as she walked around the other side of her desk and moved the conversation along. “On top of that, we can almost certainly expect new breeds and variations of monsters to appear as animals take in and are transformed by the magic. The existence of dragons is supposedly caused by one of my distant ancestors breaking loose from the castle and doing much the same to a region of Death Mountain’s landscape… but that catastrophe is not even a footnote compared to the true threat.”
Cynthia nodded grimly. “The Gerudo. They attacked Linkette and I in her room, and the two other Matrons we checked were missing from their chambers with signs of struggles. If Lady Impa has been taken as well then… I am the only Matron left in Hyrule. And I’m not strong enough to seal your cock’s power on my own.”
Zelda let out a long and weary sigh as she leaned on her hands, smearing cum across the surface of her desk. “I wish that were the problem. It would be terrible for my own quality of life, reduced again to an endless fountain of semen, but Hyrule has existed for millenia with my ancestors living such lives, we have the systems to handle it dormant and waiting. No, that is not nearly the greatest disaster to befall us today.”
Zelda raised her head, glaring fierce intensity into Cynthia’s eyes. “The Gerudo have captured the Matrons. Should any of them break beneath their tortures, the desert dwellers will have the power to erase cities from the map.”
Cynthia and Linkette both gawked, jaws hanging open at Zelda’s declaration. Cynthia was the first to recover, shaking her head in denial. “But-but even if they learn the magic, they would need your cum to fuel it!”
Zelda straightened her spine, reaching behind her to the window at her back. Without looking away she unlatched the window, pushed it open, and ran her hand across the window sill outside. Her fingers came up invisible beneath a fat solid lump of her own pungent cum, only a small sample of the millions of gallons she’d bathed Hyrule Field and her castle in hours before.
Cynthia clapped her hand over her own nose, pinching it shut as she shouted “Okay, okay! I get it, close the window before the smell makes me pass out from horniness!”
Zelda did so, and a quick spell purified the air in the office. Cynthia sighed in relief, breathing in a deep breath. Linkette, having taken this distraction as time to think, stared at them both with a dumbfounded expression. 
“What do you mean they can wipe cities off the map? How?! And why?! Who would do something like that?!”
When Zelda looked to Linkette, she couldn’t help but smile softly for a moment at the sight of her. The attraction between them was indescribable and undeniable; just having her nearby made the Princess feel better in the face of their crisis.
“Love, I think you know better than anyone that there is a power in my cum. It’s the semen of Goddess Nayru, and five years ago I created a kind of magic that is able to harness it as a source of power. We use it peacefully, to purify the water, enrich the soil, and speed the growth of the crops, such things as that. If that power, in all its magnitude, was turned towards destruction and evil? It would be… horrifying.”
Linkette flapped her arms helplessly. “But… why would they?”
Cynthia scowled. “Because they’re thieves and killers, and always have been! Those double-dicked sand dwellers have raided Hyrule for centuries and--!”
“Cynthia.” Zelda’s voice was even and cool, and instantly silenced the young woman. Cynthia shrunk into herself, as much as she could with a womb the size of a bathtub, and Zelda spoke without acknowledging it.
“Linkette, the Hylians and the Gerudo have been feuding for millenia. If the Kingdom of Hyrule was founded on my family and the Triforce of Vitality, then our walls and castles were founded against the Gerudo. In truth, it’s impossible to say which of our tribes started it--yes, Cynthia, don’t look offended, we were very much a tribe back in those ancient days--but it hardly matters at this point. Their people steal our wealth and kidnap or rape our citizens, our soldiers raid their hideouts and slaughter their warriors. Atrocities have been committed on both sides for a very, very long time. The last time we went to war with them, my mother used my semen to create a super-powered army that nearly wiped them from the face of the world. They’ve been paying tribute to us ever since, even when the rebellion started, even after the rebels killed my mother. The Gerudo were just too devastated to act on our weakness then… and when I gained the throne, I was afraid abolishing the tribute would just be a sign of weakness to them. Regardless, they’ve certainly pounced on our weakness now.”
Linkette stared at her for a dozen beats, then let her head slowly lean back until it bumped against the wall and she was staring at the ceiling. “My head is swimming. I think you just dumped like five different topics on me that each need an hour long explanation…”
Zelda ducked her head sheepishly. “Sorry… that was a lot, yeah. The point is, Cynthia, that the Gerudo have every bit as much reason to hate us as we hate them. But they’re still our enemies, and we have to treat them as such if we’re to survive this crisis.”
“So what do we do?” Linkette asked.
“I’m not going to be with you much longer. If we’re lucky, Cynthia’s seal on my lust will last a full day, and then I will be lost in the mindless fog of fucking. Cynthia, your magic will be critical--you must use my cum to reinforce the barrier, stop the magic aura from spreading out of Hyrule and into human lands. It won’t be enough, but it will slow the spread down enough to buy us time.”
“Why won’t it be enough?” Cynthia asked.
“Because the River Hylia forks at Castle Town. Even as we speak my cum is sloughing into the river by the hundreds of gallons. The western branch passing through the city is carrying it away to Lake Hylia, but the southern branch will take it through the Great Forest and…”
Cynthia’s eyes widened. “Out into the human lands… if a human touches magic as potent as your cum, even for a second, they’d become a stalfos instantly!”
Zelda nodded. “The Great Deku Tree is very powerful. He has cleansed the water from that river of its magic for as long as there’s been magic in this land, and I’m sure if I came an ordinary load into the river he’d be able to cleanse it, but even he cannot purify such an immense amount of my semen. Truly, there will be more cum than water for a long time.”
Linkette gulped, visibly swallowing a lump of regret and taking a burden onto her shoulders. Zelda didn’t understand why until she spoke a moment later. “Do you need me to go back to the forest? I… I might be able to absorb the magic from the water.”
Zelda tilted her head. “Why do you say that?”
“Well… because, when I shot all that cum in you… I tasted it. It was your cum that came out of me, I can taste the difference between Malon’s, and Cynthia’s, and that shopkeeper’s, and especially yours. But the important part was, it was your cum, but there was no magic in it.”
Zelda’s back shot ram-rod straight, her eyes hardening with precision focus. “It was? Are you certain of that? How would you know?” 
Linkette rolled her eyes. “Can we just assume that I'm naturally the world's foremost expert on cum, especially yours?” 
Zelda frowned. “But we've hardly interacted with each other, how could you--” 
Linkette stood up, quickly crossing the room and circumnavigating the desk. Her wilted, half-mast cock drooped and bounced at a downward twenty degree angle, shoving its way between Zelda’s own dangling phallus and thigh as it invaded the space between the Princess’ legs. 
“What are you--?” was all the Princess got to ask before Linkette wrapped her arms around Zelda’s naked body, clasping her wrists over Zelda’s lower back, and squeezed their whole bodies against each other. 
The pressure on Zelda’s swollen belly forced an immediate surge of viscous cum up her throat, which Linkette caught with her mouth by pressing their lips together in a deep, sealing kiss. When the brief flow of white seed stopped, Linkette pulled back with her mouth full and cheeks puffed. A dribble of cum escaped her puckered lips as she swished it back and forth in her mouth, then downed it all in one heaving gulp. 
Linkette sighed, her breath carrying the powerful musk of her cum straight to Zelda’s nose, and licked the last drop of semen from her lower lip. Zelda’s magically sealed cock didn't react, but her balls twitched from the suppressed wave of lust that ran through her, pulsing up in size an imperceptible amount as cum production briefly surged and was repressed again. 
Linkette nodded her head toward Cynthia, without removing her hands from Zelda’s hips or breasts from Zelda’s breasts. “When I first tasted your cum Zelda, it was the faintest hint of a flavor left over inside Cynthia's pussy. It sent a surge of power through me, that golden light, and drove me mad with lust. That wasn't even a taste of the real thing! But when I tasted the load that I shot out, which I know is really yours, I don't have the slightest reaction. That's how I know there's no magic in it. My balls must have filtered it all out while it was inside me."
Zelda stood stock still. She felt like her skin was on fire where it touched Linkette’s, especially her nipples rubbing up against Linkette's diamond-hard nubs, and it took half a minute before she could collect herself enough to pull away and put some distance between them. 
“That… That was a convincing argument. Okay… um… no, no, I don't need you in the forest. The river is our priority, but we can't afford to use you on that task. Linkette, when you and Cynthia burst into my room earlier… I was throwing off such an overpowering aura of lust, both of you should have collapsed into a masturbatory haze instantly. Yet, you maintained your focus and set about your tasks, even pulling Cynthia out of her lust-trance. That's important: you, somehow, even though we are the most arousing beings in all the mortal world to each other, you could keep your mind through your lust. You can resist my power, if you have reason to.” She nodded her head to the window, and the white landscape beyond. “... You can walk through Hyrule Field. No other Hylian has a hope of doing that. Outside this castle, you will be our only agent in the world.”
Linkette took a step back, swallowing as the weight of that responsibility fully settled onto her shoulders. “Uh… oh…” She took a deep breath, steeling her resolve. When she next spoke, her voice was firm and determined. “Then what do we do about the river?” 
Cynthia answered. “The Zoras. No one is more adept at water magic than the fish-people at the river’s source, only they can hope to purify the water.”
Zelda nodded. “Better yet, their sex drives are annual. After their yearly breeding orgies are concluded, not even I can make them aroused. They could swim through my cum itself and not be affected.”
“I'll go right now.” Linkette said. “We don't have time to waste.”
“I'll have the Sheikah prepare a horse and supplies for you,” Zelda said, motioning her hand towards a shadow in the corner. The shadow flickered, and when Linkette looked back it was empty… but she could no longer remember if it always had been. “You have some time, perhaps an hour…” 
Zelda approached her, looked her in the eyes, then glanced away with a blush. She leaned forward, placing a tender, loving, and chaste kiss on Linkette's cheek. “Go visit Malon, love. Say your farewells for now.”
Linkette teared up without understanding why. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Zelda in an equally loving, equally chaste hug. 
She forgot to avoid Zelda’s belly. The subsequent spray of cum from Zelda’s mouth drenched her back. 
 
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When the servant girl summoned to guide Linkette to Malon first arrived in the hall outside Zelda’s office, Linkette's cum-drenched back was turned to her as she leaned over to inspect a statue on a pedestal. That's why she yelped in surprise when the servant announced her presence by shoving her face deep into Linkette's ass and invading her pussy with her tongue. 
Linkette moaned, knees clenching together as the prehensile muscle wriggled and squirmed in her rapidly moistening folds. The servant girl’s moan was practically a scream as the first flows of Linkette’s pussy juice began to pour into her mouth. She locked herself in place by hugging her arms around Linkette’s wide and shapely ass, nuzzling her face deeper into it.
The girl’s mindless energetic fervor had Linkette panting and squirming in moments. Instead of pulling away from the unsolicited sexual onslaught she pushed herself harder against the girl’s face, breathlessly saying “Yes, ohh yes, yes!” until finally she tensed up, legs locking in place with electric currents of ecstacy, and a tidal wave of female lubricant jettisoned from her pussy. The godly natural aphrodisiac flooded the servant’s mouth and washed over her face. After five seconds of this liquid assault Linkette finally relaxed with a euphoric sigh and the flow stopped. The servant swallowed her mouthful of lubricant in two heaving gulps, gasping for breath afterwards and pulling herself away from Linkette’s heart-shaped pillow of an ass.
Linkette turned around, leaning against the wall and staring at the girl as she caught her breath. The girl in turn sat on her knees on the stone floor, doing the same while she wiped pussy juice from her eyes. She was at least a head shorter than Linkette, brown-haired and tan-skinned, her waist slender and bust respectable, with a face that was more adorable than sexy. Her maid's uniform was now drenched down the front with Linkette's spray. 
As Linkette studied her, the girl’s tan cheeks grew darker with a ferocious blush, and she bowed so deeply her forehead touched the floor. “I-I’m so sorry! I don’t know what came over me! When I saw you leaning over like that your ass was just--and Milady’s cum was trickling down over it and--and I could see your pussy and I just couldn’t--! I’m so sorry!”
Linkette couldn’t help but laugh. She was, of course, entirely naked; the only thing she wore was a thick coating of royal jizz. How could she expect anything else to happen?
 She walked forward and leaned over, lifting the girl’s head up and saying “Hey, it’s okay! I get it." The maid's eyes were trapped by the sight of Linkette's dangling naked tits. "Have you ever been around Zelda while she’s hard?” 
She nodded.
“And could you help yourself then?”
She looked down, shaking her head.
“There ‘ya go, nothing to be ashamed of. Everybody loses it when they see my cunt, I doubt even Impa could resist if she got the view that you did. Now, where’s Malon?”
The servant girl bowed her head again, mumbled another apology, and stood up to lead the way. It didn’t take long for Linkette to notice an awkwardness to her gait, an awkwardness she recognized from Talon, or any of the ranch hands who stumbled their way into whatever spot had happened to be her and Malon’s love nest at that time: it was the uneven gait of an erect cock trapped in pants, and the servant girl was indeed wearing tight leggings beneath her black and white skirt.
Well, that just wouldn’t do. Linkette reached out and grabbed the girl’s shoulder, spinning her around. The girl had a stunned look on her face; Linkette had an erotic grin. “That looks uncomfortable. Let me return the favor…”
After a blur of motion that lasted moments, the girl’s pants were at her ankles and cock bouncing free in the ruffled folds of her short skirt. “Oh-ho!” Linkette exclaimed with delight, “Very impressive! You’re as long as Malon is! Not quite as thick though. Still…”
The servant girl yelped as Linkette swiftly but gently flipped her onto her back. Before she could catch her bearings Linkette was squatting over her, her wilted half-mast trunk of a cock leaning down to kiss her belly and the dangling boulders of her testicles teasing the servant’s dick with occasional soft caresses. Through those brief touches of her sack, Linkette could feel that precum was flowing like a fountain out of the girl’s dick.
Linkette lowered herself onto the cock, taking it to the base with deliberate slowness. If she went too fast she knew the girl would cum right away, and she didn’t quite want that. Instead she lay her entire body down across the shorter servant girl, until her huge soft tits completely engulfed the girl’s head. Linkette then lay completely still, and waited.
It took fifteen seconds, during which the girl’s rapid breathing took in more and more of the scent of Linkette’s body and the coating of cum covering it. The girl suddenly seized, gasped, and trembled across her entire body as hot ropes of cum began to fly into Linkette’s cunt. Linkette licked her lips and grinned as the warm sticky fluid began to fill her womb, savoring the sensation. Everything had been so out of control that day, so massive and awesome and beyond the realm of normal comprehension. It felt good to enjoy this taste of a normal girl’s normal cock filling her up with its normal seed.
She savored the girl’s orgasm for a minute, her own pleasure slowly mounting until she came herself. Her cunt squeezed down on the maid’s cock, milking even more cum from her as she moaned into Linkette’s tits.
Linkette sat up, freeing the girl’s face to pant for breath, and noticed that her face was now smeared with the cum that had covered her own tits. She bent forward again and began licking the girl’s face clean, slowly grinding her hips as she worked.
The fun came to an end a few minutes later, Linkette patting her womb contentedly while the girl picked herself up on shaky knees. Once she was standing she lurched forward, springing onto tippy-toes to mash her lips against Linkette’s in a needy kiss. When she came up for air, dropping from her toes to lay her head on Linkette’s chest, she said “Th-thank… you… so much… I’ve never felt anything like that before…”
Linkette laughed, guiding the girl’s hand to her massive semi-erect cock and saying “Hey, I know what it’s like trying to walk around with a boner all day. I couldn’t let you suffer that when you’d given me such a nice surprise, could I?”
The girl gulped, staring down at Linkette’s member, running her hand over its thick, warm surface. “You’re bigger than the princess…”
“Not once she gets going I’m not. Now, this has been fun, but Malon…?”
The maid blushed a deep crimson, removing her hand and stepping away. “R-right! She’s in the draining chamber. This way…”
They began walking through the castle, the guide offering up little bits of information on this hall or that room or this artwork. When asked about the ‘draining chamber,’ she said “It’s where all Her Highness’ cum used to be drained from the barrels--that is, the royal concubines she filled up--so the Queen could make use of it. We haven't used it in several years. Ever since the Matrons started using Her Highness’ cum for their magic, not one person has needed to be drained. It's fortunate that the Sheikah still remember how to do it!”
 
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When Linkette entered the chamber buried deep in the heart of the castle her eyes were immediately drawn to Malon. While she was far from the only person in the space, the gravid size of her womb extending out several yards in front of her made her by far the most significant feature in it. She sat in one of a half-dozen strange seats, the rest all empty: they were raised platforms that allowed her inflated belly to rest on the floor in front of her creating an even shelf. Were it not for that seat, her over-inflated stomach would rise up a few feet over her head or she would be forced to treat her own body like a mattress and lay atop it. 
She was naked, her colossal breasts for the first time seeming small to Linkette in comparison to the enormous balloon of flesh and cum which they sat on. Several Hylians bustled about her, massaging her womb with gentle and incessant pushes. The sound of pouring fluid echoed from the pot below Malon's seat. 
“Malon!” Linkette cried, sprinting toward her lover. All the servants around Malon turned at Linkette's voice and gasped when they caught sight of her semi-flacid cock and large pale breasts flopping wildly with her bounding steps. 
“Linkette!” Malon answered, boredom evaporating off her face. Her brief moment of joy was then replaced by bulging eyes and a deep “Oof!” as Linkette bounded up the front of her distended womb and dove head-first into Malon’s pillowy tits. Every step that pushed into Malon’s stomach corresponded with a rushing sploosh of fluid jetting down into an echoing collection pot. 
Malon’s breasts bulged over and under Linkette’s arms as she hugged her tight, her hands barely managing to reach around to touch Malon’s shoulders. “I was so worried about you! When you went flying off of Zelda’s dick and got buried in all that cum, I thought you were going to drown!”
Malon laughed, stroking LInkette’s head as it nuzzled deeper into her cleavage. “I think I would have! My brain was so fried from cummin’ that I didn’t know what was going on, but these gals say you pulled me out from all that spunk. And they say you went on to face-fuck the Princess after, and you came down her throat so much she puked it back up!”
Linkette turned her face up, beaming a mischievous grin as she pointed her thumb towards her own cum-drenched back. “She’s still spitting it up. This is what I got for squeezing her belly with a hug.”
Malon looked so happy that tears threatened to spill from her eyes. “I didn’t believe ‘em when they told me, but… now I know it’s true! I feel that pecker of yours poking my belly, and it weren’t that small last time I saw ‘ya!”
Linkette gave Malon’s breasts one last two-armed squeeze before shifting position, sitting with her legs bent and spread beneath her and her drooping half-mast erection bobbed limply in Malon’s face.
“I did cum… kind of. It’s hard to explain, my body is so… weird… You remember how you noticed my balls getting bigger?"
She shifted position, stretching her legs over Malon's tits and resting her ankles on her shoulders. With her crotch on prominent display she reached down and cupped her grapefruit-sized balls in both hands, hefting them, squeezing them, and rolling them around the tight confines of her smooth taut sack. 
"They grew ‘cause every time you or anyone else fucked me, I took all that cum into my womb and it all drained down into my sack, eventually. When I came down Zelda’s throat--” Malon shuddered in unrestrained arousal at this, “--it cleared out everything that wasn’t me to begin with. I haven’t felt this relaxed in… well, I can’t remember when!”
Malon listened as intently as she could with the mesmerizing sight of Linkette groping her own fragrantly musky balls playing out just a foot from her face. Their rolling motion occasionally brought a glimpse of delicate pink folds behind them, each brief sighting causing Malon's heart to pound faster. 
With enormous willpower she tore her eyes away from that, intending to raise them up to Linkette's eyes… and instead landed squarely on her arm-thick wilted dick, smaller than she'd ever seen it, with soft spongy flesh sheathing a semi-rigid core. She hesitated for a moment, staring at Linkette's softened cock pointing lazily at her face. 
Pale foreskin sheathed the soft pink of its oversized head, the arousing musk of Zelda's cum and saliva wafting off of it. Linkette raised a curious eyebrow as Malon reached over her own hefty breasts to gently caress the wilted monster. 
Malon gulped, rubbing her hand over the fist-sized ball of her bellend. “You know, I… I've felt guilty ever since that first night for not letting you fuck me… I kept saying I couldn't, cause it was a sin, but… heh, look at me now.” She tilted her head towards the massive expanse of her belly, which Linkette sat atop. “Clearly that didn't stop me with Zelda, so… so it especially shouldn't stop me with you.”
Linkette's breath was light and shallow, her heart pounding as Malon gently caressed the semi-flaccid length of her huge member. Her hands rubbed up and down its length, her titanic breasts squeezing up against her shaft and massaging her sensitive skin. 
“M-Malon, that's not… you heard how I… I'm only supposed to f-fuck Zelda and I… you saw what Seala went through! The deeper I went the more I hurt her!”
Malon gave her a look. Slick fluid began to spread out from under Linkette’s ass, dripping in steady rivers down the vast face of Malon's womb and adding to the heady bouquet of sex already filling the air. 
Malon pressed half her face against Linkette’s cock, extending her tongue out and slowly, deliberately running it up the full length of her shaft before setting on the glans to gently suck. She tasted the powerful flavor of Zelda's cum, the pleasant bitterness of the semen expelled from Linkette’s own balls, the faint lingering sweetness of Linkette’s pussy juices, and the exhilarating unfamiliar taste of Zelda's spit. 
Between soft, smacking suckles on Linkette’s foreskin, Malon said “Well… you see… I'm not… worried.” She raised one hand up and slapped it down hard against the surface of her inflated womb, sending sloshing waves through flesh and cum a dozen feet in every direction. “Look at how deep my womb is, Zelda already stretched me out lengthwise, you see? And you at half mast ain't nearly so terrifying, girth-wise.”
Linkette swallowed loudly. “Goddess you look hot with my cock in your face.” She let her legs fall off Malon's shoulders and slide sideways beneath the hot, heavy mass of her milk-bloated tits. She firmly grasped those soft, plush flesh pillows and began to massage her shaft with their mass more heavily. “Things got so crazy so fast… I missed how soft your titties are.” She smirked. “The new size suits you.”
Malon's grip firmed around her shaft, and with a husky, commanding voice, she said “Fuck me like a bitch in heat.”
 
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The Sheikah didn't take kindly to Linkette ordering them to pull the draining hose from Malon's cunt and roll her off the tall, hollow seat that collected the hundreds of gallons of cum being slowly drained out of her. The attendants, especially the severe elderly Sheikah in charge of them, tried to chastise her or degrade her for interrupting the process. 
The look of rebuke Linkette gave silenced all of them in a moment, their mouths seizing shut in sudden fear or awe. Several of them even fell on their hands and knees and begged “Forgive us, your holiness!” 
Shortly after, Malon was laying atop her own over-inflated womb. The weight of the cum inside made it compress down against the floor, spreading out like a fat, ovoid disk of a bed, her arms, legs and tits draped across its flattened but curving surface. Linkette began to climb up her underbelly, eying Malon's meaty athletic ass the whole time as her semi-flaccid cock dragged across the belly's drum-tight surface and sent muted pleasure up to her brain. 
The truth was, Linkette wasn't horny. For the first time in recent memory, she didn't feel that ever present compulsion to sink her dick into something, not nearly so strongly as she had grown used to. 
But she wanted to fuck Malon. She had wanted to fuck Malon almost as long as she knew what fucking was. Malon was, and always would be, her first love, and Linkette ached for the opportunity to give to Malon as good as she had received, to fill her as well as she had been filled… and, in some small part of her heart, to show Malon her goddess-given log of sexual meat could be just as fulfilling as Zelda’s. 
That was probably a pipe dream; her Triforce of Cultivation didn't enhance her cock in the same way of Zelda's Triforce of Vitality, but she was determined to at least make Malon cum. 
Linkette scaled Malon's belly until she was pressing her tits against Malon's back, grinding her shaft against the lips her pussy. Her semi-soft cock curved as it passed through Malon's ass cheeks, across her cunt, and then down the huge wall of Malon's belly, bullying Malon's drastically smaller cock and balls as she did. Even diminished in size, Linkette’s dick was like a lion rubbing against a house cat, completely eclipsing the milk maid's penis in length and girth. Malon moaned deeply as Linkette leaned near her long ears and whispered dirty talk. 
“You feel this dick? Feel it against your pussy, against your dick? It's huge. You filled me up so good so much… and now I'm going to fill you up with twice as much cock. I'm going to split your cunt in half while I fuck you from behind like a horse, and you're going to love every second of it.”
Malon's face was flushed and she was panting hot, steamy breath by the end of it, wiggling her ass against Linkette's dick as it ground against her. “Yes… yes, goddess yes, fucking impale me on your cock! I want it! I've wanted that terrifying monster since I found you naked on the road! Fuck me! Fuck me now!”
“I've wanted you so much too…” Linkette's arms snaked beneath Malon's, sliding through her armpits to grasp the soft, wobbling tits pouring from Malon's chest and pooling across the surface of her womb. Malon bit her lip as Linkette kneaded the tender flesh, squeezing her plump nipples and drawing out beads of milk that slicked her palms. “You taught me what sex is, Malon… You opened my eyes to something wonderful. Now I'm going to open you.”
Linkette grabbed her own cock just beneath its head, marveling at how the tips of her fingers could meet around its diminished size for the first time in memory, and pressed it straight against Malon's cunt. She pushed the head in slowly, savoring the sensation of Malon's pink folds opening up around her, the wet slick of pussy sucking in cock. Malon moaned and wriggled, panting breath coming faster, while Linkette braced herself against the pleasurable warmth enveloping her phallus and the dull but insistent discomfort that came with it. After a deep, trembling breath, she plunged her entire length down into Malon's depths. 
Malon screamed as Linkette's enormous cock barreled through her insides, stretching her pussy an entire extra inch around its girth and plowing straight through her cervix and into the cavernous cum-lake that was her womb. Her vaginal muscles ached and strained, clamping down with vice-like pressure on the invading meat, resisting the onslaught to no effect, but all of the pain was overshadowed by the brilliant golden pleasure every inch of cock sent pulsing through her body. Her hips bucked, thrusting her ass away from the balloon of cum that was her belly, shoving her face and torso deep into the pillowy cushions of her titanic breasts. She cried out, half moan and half scream, and yelled “Oooooh GODDESS! Yes! Ow, FUCK! Give me more! AH! Pound my pussy!” 
She looked up, over her shoulder, and was startled by the sight of Linkette. Her eyes were burning like golden fire, wide and feral, and her breath was ragged and heavy. “Z-Zelda…” she whispered in a raspy, husky voice, grinding her crotch deeper against Malon's ass. Through the pleasure and the pain, a small part of Malon's mind was offended, until Linkette pulled ten inches of cock from Malon's pussy and a half-cup of jizz oozed out of her cunt with it, dredged up by the mushroom head of Linkette’s cock scraping against the walls of her pussy. 
Zelda’s cum, thought Malon, but couldn't think anything else. Her mind was wiped clean by the sudden rapid slamming of cock through her insides as Linkette began thrusting with wild, desperate speed. 
Linkette gasped and groaned as her crotch slapped meatily against Malon's ass again and again. With each extraction she dredged up another load of Zelda's thick cum, and with each plunging thrust her soft cock flexed and bent before sliding deep into Malon's depths. Her heart hammered, breath quick and steamy. She pounded her from behind, wet slaps of thick cock stretching Malon’s squelching pussy and sending wave after rapid wave undulating through her athletic ass and out across her massive swollen belly.
“Fuck!” Linkette yelped, eyes screwing shut as her dick went in and out, in and out. “Fuck, it hurts…” She'd never felt this kind of pain before, this spiking oversensitivity electrifying the skin on her dick.
Linkette’s words pierced the thick haze of euphoria in Malon's mind and she looked over her shoulder at the goddess incarnate fucking her from behind like an animal. “A-ah! Are-are you, ooooh, hurting? Love? We caaaaaAAAH!”
Linkette doubled the speed of her thrusting, gritting her teeth and enduring both the pleasure and the pain. “I! Am! Going! To! Fuck! You! I will!” she shouted, reaching around Malon’s back and grabbing both heaving tits with eager grasping hands. She buried her face in Malon's muscular back, breathing the scent of sweat and lingering musk of semen clinging to her skin as she squeezed and mashed those huge, sloshing, milk-bloated tits together. 
Each plunging thrust of Linkette's cock dredged up more of Zelda's cum from the well of Malon’s womb. Her cock swam in the princess's viscous seed, it's familiar magical taste bathing her shaft and making it tingle in throbbing, wonderful echoes of Zelda's own body. Her thrusts increased, Malon’s cunt clamped down even tighter, both women grunting and moaning and screaming in mounting pain and pleasure. Cum drilled from Malon’s depths oozed out her pussy, falling like a thick white waterfall all over her own cock and balls which were pleasantly smothered and slammed by Linkette's boulder-like testicles, massive smooth orbs that were steadily slathered in warm white slime as well. The cum continued to pour out, sliding down Malon's womb, coating her legs in messy, musky, arousing fluids.
Linkette could feel arousal trickling back into her shaft, the relaxed softness of release slowly giving way to the demands of her pleasure. Malon gasped and yelped as the monster hammering her cunt pulsed with size, growing fractionally larger, stretching her pussy even wider. Malon could feel the wave of pleasure and lust swelling up inside her, electric euphoria gaining momentum by the second and threatening to crush her with its overwhelming high. As Linkette's cock swelled with blood, getting harder and harder with each massive throb, its tip dove deeper and deeper into Malon's womb, swam amongst more and more of Zelda's cum and its resonant magic. 
The pain of being stretched grew more intense as the pleasure of girthy cock scraping against every inch of her insides mounted to overshadow it, and the pain of overstimulation was forgotten as arousal flowed more and more into Linkette’s cock while she pounded her faster and faster. Linkette's huge grapefruit balls tightened, Malon's pussy clamped down in a desperate squeeze, and the crescendo of their lust hung high over their heads like a wave in a ravenous storm. 
Linkette lurched forward. Her hand shifted underneath the heavy mass of Malon’s milk bloated breast and heaved it up, mashing its soft flesh against Malon's own face as she pushed it over the milk maid’s shoulder and clamped her mouth down on a fat, thumb-sized nipple.
The wave crested, and both women were crushed beneath the onrushing force of mind-shattering orgasm. Malon's jaw dropped open and her tongue lolled out of her mouth, eyes rolling back in her head as thick jets of milk erupted from her nipples, one tit spraying its cream across the surface of her massive womb while the other poured its load straight back into Linkette’s gullet. Linkette plowed her cock as deep into Malon's pussy as it could reach and shuddered as a massive gush of hot, slick fluid jettisoned from the mouth of her dick, shooting into the cavernous lake of Zelda's cum. She swallowed gulp after gulp of delicious cream as her dick pulsed, shooting thick gallons of hot liquid deep into Malon's body. Her cock swelled in size with every ejaculating throb until it was just too much, Malon's pussy stretched far too tight around her. 
Linkette forced herself up and off her, Malon screaming as a cock the length and width of her arm struggled to pull itself inch by inch from her cunt despite the ample lubrication of Zelda's cum. Linkette finally freed her cock, once again hard as steel and throbbing at its full size. Malon's gaping pussy and clenched asshole were bathed in a heavy shower of hot, clear precum; Linkette's fingers clamped around half the girth of her pulsing dick and stroked furiously, mouth open and eyes closed and breath coming in rapid gasps while her cock jettisoned thick, splashing loads of sticky fluids all across Malon's ass, hosing her cunt, showering her muscled back, soaking her beautiful red hair, and washing the cum away from Malon's cock and balls with her high-pressure spray. 
Linkette collapsed to the side, landing back-first on the wide bed of Malon's huge belly right beside her stretched-out lover. Linkette's dick stood straight as a tower from her crotch, still lobbing massive projectile streams of precum up into the air which rained down in wide arcs on the both of them, splattering against Malon’s back, ass and womb and Linkette's tits, face, and balls. Both women shuddered and convulsed under the rain of hot precum for several mindless minutes. 
Slowly, the golden glow faded from Linkette's eyes and the eruptions of lubrication slowed to a steady trickle, then stopped altogether. They breathed heavily, hearts pounding as they lay and basked in the bliss of climax. 
Malon met Linkette’s eyes and felt such a powerful wave of love and adoration, the gaping hole of her stretched-out pussy was forgotten. She leaned as close to Linkette as her immobile body allowed, licked up a heavy stream of precum flowing over Linkette’s plush lips, and kissed her deeply.
 
 
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Man, I cannot believe it’s been six months since I last posted a chapter… Sorry about that, hope this has been worth the wait! This was originally going to be a mostly sex free chapter, focused on setting up the next leg of the story. Then I realized Malon being stretched out as she was and Linkette’s dick being smaller for the moment made a scene of Linkette fucking her possible and well… you’ve seen the results.
If you’ve enjoyed this chapter or any other I’d love it if you left a comment, feedback is one of the primary motivators that gets me back into writing these chapters.