Chapter 11 - The White Flood part 1

This is a work of erotic fan fiction with equal emphasis on sex, story, and worldbuilding. Fetishes included are: futanari, huge cock/breasts/balls, excessive cum, cum inflation. Sex-to-story ratio: 9/1
 
Chapter 11: The White Flood part 1
 
The air was humid in the castle courtyard, uncomfortably so. The sun beat down on the vast white fields outside the city, giving birth to great clouds of vapor rising up and clinging to the air with the musky stench of semen. Cynthia, now relocated to the throne room where sealed barrels of cum could be easily brought to fuel her magic, wove two spells of barrier: the first surrounded the kingdom entire, the second enclosed the castle. While the first was meant to contain whatever magic it could from leaking out and poisoning the Humans of the lands beyond Hyrule, the second was a ward against the crippling lust Nayru's seed instilled in those exposed to it. That barrier was the only thing keeping the palace staff on their feet, instead of convulsing on their backs in waves of endless orgasms.
With such high stakes, Cynthia couldn't afford to waste concentration on filtering moisture from the air too, and so beads of sweat dripped down Linkette's back as she gathered her things. Oh well, she thought, I'll be walking through it soon either way. At least now she had proper clothes, for the first time since her tits had started growing! Her deep green tunic was thick and tough, with cups and straps built into it to support the weight of her larger-than-head-sized breasts, and a skirt that draped halfway down her thighs… though the front was lifted up by her chronically erect penis. She tightened straps on armored bracers over her arms, wiggling her uncovered fingers when both were secured, and dropped down to one knee to lace up the sturdy boots that had also been given her. She rested her forehead on the shaft of her dick, jutting out along her thigh and bobbing past the end of her knee, while she used one eye to watch her fingers and laces. Her heavy, grapefruit sized balls dangled openly between her legs as she struggled with the laces, jostling with her movements and occasionally swinging into her soft, plump thigh. She spared no attention for it; she'd never worn, never heard of shoes before the day she met Malon, and they were a difficult contraption to learn. Eventually she puzzled through it and tied them tight, standing up with relief. 
Zelda had provided all of this from castle stores, equipping her for the journey ahead. That included the small sword she grabbed next; she tried to drape it across her back, but couldn't adjust the strap to be comfortable; no matter how she tweaked it the strap kept falling into the valley between her breasts, pressing her shirt tighter against her skin and making her ever more aware of the damned sweat from the damned heat. She sighed and gave up eventually, cinching it tight in her cleavage and resigning herself to it. 
"Are you ready, love?" 
Linkette turned at the voice, smiling subconsciously at the sight of Princess Zelda. She had replaced the thick layer of cum that had served as her clothing when they'd last spoken with a beautiful regal dress that hugged her sensuous curves and exposed her massive cock, the only one in all of Hyrule that matched Linkette's size. That cock hung between Zelda's legs at quarter mast right then, throbbing with lazy happiness at the sight of Linkette who felt her own oversized member leap in welcome. 
"Yeah, I am." Linkette answered, hefting her pack of food and water onto her back over the sword. “It’s a shame about the horse, though…”
When Linkette had first entered the courtyard, Shiekah had brought her the steed they’d prepared for her. It had immediately started to whinney and stamp, shaking its mane in protest when Linkette tried to draw near. After a few minutes of the Sheikah failing to calm it down, Linkette had dropped into a crouch, arm-sized cock bobbing its head out past her knees, and sighed at the confirmation. “Stallion. Why do they always hate me…?”
Zelda grimaced, nodding in sympathy. “It’s a bad setback. You’ll take much longer getting to Zora’s Domain having to wade through all that cum on the field.”
“Do you think I’ll be too late?”
Zelda shrugged, which did wonderful things to the plush orbs held within her plunging neckline. “That doesn’t matter. We can’t control it, only do the best we can with what we have.”
Linkette’s nose twitched as Zelda spoke, breathing in the delightfully spicy musk wafting up from Zelda’s open dress. Her eyes, inevitably, swept down over Zelda's partial boner and noted it alone was still smeared in the dried cum that once covered all of her. "You missed a spot there, when you were washing up."
Zelda laughed, and Linkette saw that she very deliberately did not touch or look down at her own crotch. "It's old servants' wisdom that the more attention my cock receives, the faster I'll succumb to my lust. You can see I'm most of the way there already, I can't afford to burn any more time than necessary."
Linkette nodded. For a moment, she was at a loss what to say; she barely knew this woman, yet somehow she felt a bond and attraction to her more powerful than anything else in her life. She felt it in her soul that Zelda was meant to be hers, and she Zelda’s. None of that helped her talk, though.
Linkette stepped forward, hesitating before reaching up and brushing Zelda's sleeve. She looked up, their eyes meeting with intensity, and said "This… this is our fault. But we're going to make it better. I'll get the Zoras to clean the water, and then I'll get the Matrons back from the Gerudo, and then… then I'll come back here, and we can be what we're meant to be together."
Zelda’s eyes gleamed wetly. She leaned forward and planted her lips on Linkette’s, a quick and gentle kiss, there and gone before either could be tempted to make it more. It sent an electric thrill through Linkette’s body and a gush of precum pouring out the mouth of her cock to splash on the cobblestone. 
Linkette swallowed, deciding to take one last risky indulgence. With one hand she brushed Zelda's cheek, and with the other she reached beneath her steadily growing testicles and stroked her fingers down the surface of Zelda's pussy. The Princess shook as a shuddering breath of intense ecstasy ran through her body up from her cunt, but before she could grind deeper against Linkette’s hand it was gone. Their faces were inches apart when Linkette lifted up fingers drenched from just that brief contact with Zelda's sopping pussy, and carefully placed them against the surface of her own tongue. 
Linkette moaned in deep delight, eyes closing as she sucked the fluids off her fingers. When she was done she opened her eyes and smirked, saying "I bet I'm the only girl in the world who's ever tasted your pussy, aren't I?" 
Zelda shuddered again with lust. In a breathless, husky voice she said "And you always will be. It belongs to you, forever. Come home soon and take it."
They both knew that was a dismissal, and neither moved for several seconds anyway. It was the thought of that white flood outside, and of Talon, and Seala, and Orli, and all the other girls she'd rode in town that were trapped in their endless lust, that finally forced Linkette to pull away. Her cock slid against Zelda's growing erection as she withdrew, sending lightning bolts of pleasure racing through both their cores, but she kept moving anyway until they both stood several paces apart. 
“Goodbye, Zelda. Take care of Malon for me?”
Zelda smiled, bowing deeply at the waist until her breasts and her forehead both brushed against the length of her erection. “I will, Linkette. Farewell, Farore-Soul, and may the Goddesses grant you speed in saving my kingdom.”
Linkette forced herself to turn away, striding with determined pace across the castle courtyard. When she peeked back over her shoulder she saw Zelda’s eyes trained squarely on the lush sway of her ass, which made Linkette jerk her eyes forward with a light blush on her cheeks. When she looked again, the Princess was gone. 
The barrier stood just beyond the gate, a semitransparent field of magic. Heart pounding in her chest, Linkette took a deep breath and stepped through the shield.
The effect staggered her. The sheer potent Zelda-ness of the air outside was intoxicating, electric tingles of magic and power arcing along her skin, but most especially across the shaft of her cock. She gasped, involuntarily sucking in a deep lungful of air that reeked of sex and seed. Fluid instantly began to pour from her cock, a slick steady waterfall of precum soaking into the ground more by the second.
It took several minutes to compose herself, leaning against the edge of the gate, one hand snaking up under the hem of her shirt to squeeze and fondle her tit and the other forcefully working the head of her wet dick. Over time she was able to string thoughts together well enough to release her dick and instead shove her fist wholesale up her own pussy, sinking as much of her arm as flexibility allowed into its warm, milking depths.
That unique, unprecedented sensation of her powerful vaginal muscles massaging her fist and entire forearm was distracting enough to bring her closer to her right mind. It was a pleasant feeling, really… not just from her pussy, which always delighted on something large and hard to pleasure, but in her arm itself too. Weirdly, it wasn’t a sexual thrill like she felt when riding Malon’s cock, or even when she had fucked Zelda’s throat. It was more like a… a comforting caress from a beloved friend, like holding hands with Saria.
And that final line of thought was what it took to fully break her lust. Equating the feeling of fisting her own pussy with the friendly touch of an eternal child sent a shudder of disgust through her and killed the mood entirely. Which was good… but still left a sour taste in her mouth.
Linkette stood up straight, unsheathing her arm from her cunt. Knowing how much lubricant her pussy gushed during sex, she was pleasantly surprised by how little her arm was soaked. Still very wet, but not dripping like expected. Rather than slime up her new clothes from the Princess, Linkette let her arm hang loose at her side to dry and started to walk down the path to Castle Town. She noticed, with annoyance, that her cock continued to gush its lubrication onto the path ahead of her with a steady flow. She sighed, the taste of Zelda heavy in the air, and knew she'd just have to get used to walking in wet boots. 
 
#
 
Walking through the streets of the city was eerie. The omnipresent smell of sex and cum was different there, not the pure atmosphere of Zelda’s White Flood she’d grown accostomed to on the walk down, but not the same carnal bouquet she’d so appreciated on first entering the city in the throes of its festival. It was a hybrid of the two, the scent of mortal sex strong enough even to compete with the breeze wafting in from Hyrule Field. 
The reason for that was all around her: people. Hylians of all shapes and sizes, all of them garbed in the revealing and sensual fashion of the Festival of Union, and all of them limp and prone scattered throughout the streets. 
The first people Linkette had encountered were a troupe of dancers near the path to the castle. Their elastic clothing strained tightly against engorged erections, catching the pulsing sprays of thick cum spewing from each and every cock and splashing it back against their crotches, where it seeped past balls and through thighs, coating their own pussies and soaking into clothing. 
The trend continued wherever she went. Every person in the city was sitting or laying in ever-growing puddles of their own jizz. A large but adamantly ignored part of her mind made careful note of every delicious dick she passed, making her pussy twinge in desire every time. The rest of her was sad, guilty, creeped out, and worried for them. These people weren't like Zelda, they couldn't just keep cumming forever could they? What would it mean for them when they ran dry, but continued to climax anyway? 
These worries plagued her as she walked briskly through the city. She stopped dead in her tracks when she came across the central plaza, ground zero for her and Zelda's explosive encounter. 
The destruction shocked her. The buildings around the plaza were shattered, ruined skeletons with blown out windows. The space was barren of people in the center but dominated by them around the edges, where they had fallen over each other trying to escape and were now heaped one over the other, cock-to-cunt in a long, tangled chain of continuous fucking. 
Linkette walked the circle of this mindless orgy for minutes searching for a path out into the rest of the city, but so many people had crowded in to see Zelda that the former spectators clogged every exit and were piled into a living wall three feet high. 
Linkette eventually grit her teeth and accepted that the only way out was over. She removed her boots, tied them to her pack, and tentatively stepped on the back of a lust-crazed Hylian. The woman moaned beneath her foot, as if just being touched was the equivalent of sex, and Linkette took another step, then another, from someone's back to another's ass to another's thigh, cringing at her own necessity and the steady ounces of lubricant her dick drooled onto the tits, asses and faces of every woman she stepped over. 
An orgasmic convulsion below her threw off Linkette’s balance. Her foot came down on a cum-soaked tit instead of a firm athletic ass cheek, the soft slick mass and unsteady balance throwing her foot out from under her in an instant. She fell tits-first onto the mass of women and spun around until she was head-first down the incline, caught in the frictionless lubrication of her own precum. 
The great log of her drooling cock was shoved flat against her stomach, pinned between her body and the carpet of women beneath her as she began to slide down the incline with increasing speed. Her dick warmed in mind-clouding pleasure as its underside slid rapidly across the soft, slick flesh of a dozen women. Then her cockhead slid over a gap in the bodies and with Linkette's weight pushing down its course diverted, tunneling into a gap three layers down into the tight press of bodies in a flash. 
Her body lurched to a halt with the mighty anchor of her cock. Faster than she could process her cock was squeezed on all sides by lustful flesh. It slid over chiseled abs and across pillowy tits until the entire fist-sized head of her supernaturally huge cock plowed straight through some poor Hylian's asshole. 
Linkette gasped at the tight ring on her cock as the Hylian's ass clamped down like a vice on the intruding bell end that was longer than some dicks. The way was well lubricated by the constant stream of precum belching from Linkette's urethra, there was no resistance on entry, but there was a muffled cry of pain and pleasure from deep in the orgy pile that mirrored Linkette’s throat-rattling moan. 
She lost herself for a moment, taken in by the pleasure, and began to pump her hips. She relished the feel of skin against skin, of that single tight ring milking the end of her cock, and yelped when she felt fingers pulling away her tunic, lips latching onto her nipples, hands grasping her heavy balls, and an entire face pressing into the cleavage of her ass to lick her dripping pussy. 
Every lust-blind Hylian within reach seemed to converge on her, stroking, licking, fondling, worshipping. Linkette had never had so many people around her before, pampering her, pleasuring her. She reached out one hand and found a heavy breast pressed against her palm, to grope and squeeze. She reached out her other hand and encountered a Hylian crotch, first grasping her cock to stroke, then balls to fondle, before reaching under those cum-filled orbs to sink three fingers into the hot, steamy pussy on the other side. Meanwhile her own cunt was assaulted by a stranger's tongue, licking and stroking her insides in wonderful, flexible ways that cocks couldn't. Her body seized and she cried out as a powerful orgasm took her, the face pressed into her ass getting utterly drenched by projectile pussy juices while their tongue was trapped by the vice grip of her contracting cunt. 
Her cumming set off a chain reaction through the orgy mass. The cock in her hand erupted with supernaturally large volumes of semen, multiplied by the power in Linkette's touch. The tit in her hand swelled in size beside its sister, outgrowing the owner's head before unleashing milk from hardened nipples. The cheeks of the ass swallowing her monster cock bloated out, caressing more and more of her shaft. Bodies all around her cried and moaned and screamed as unbelievably intense orgasms swept out in a wave with Linkette in the epicenter.
She didn't know how many seconds or minutes she had been lost in the sensations when at last she snapped out of it, but when she finally crawled her way across the wall of orgy and outside the ruined plaza, she was covered in far more cum than she had been going into it. She was too dazed by her own afterglow to notice how still and restful the piled orgy behind her was. She continued walking without bothering to clean herself. She didn’t know that the women at the top of the pile who were exposed to the musky air would soon fill with lust and energy again, while the women buried under bodies several layers deep would fall into an exhausted and restful sleep for the first time in over a day, Zelda's potent aphrodisiac only to reach them some hours later. 
All that remained in Linkette’s mind was that with the White Flood dominating Hyrule Field, she knew she'd be covered in far more cum than that by the end of the day, and it was no use worrying about how dirty her nice new clothes had become. 
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The drawbridge was down and the gate wide open. Standing at the very edge of Castle Town, Linkette was transfixed in fascination, horror, and arousal. 
The landscape beyond was almost painful to look at, the sunlight reflecting harshly off the liquid white that stretched in every direction. Mere yards from a bukakke that painted landscapes, the smell of semen was all-consuming. The paving was soaked beneath Linkette’s feet by the twin waterfalls of lubricant pouring from her pussy and her dick. The cum was flowing slowly, steadily, and massively down the hill towards Castle Town and into the river that flowed outside its walls. That river was nearly invisible, marked only by the slightly faster pace of cum flowing in a different direction.
She shook herself free of her awe and moved. The solid wooden thunks of her footsteps on the drawbridge were loud in the silence, the once-lively city in the throes of carnal festival now still and silent behind her. She could hear the steady gurgle of cum flowing into the river far below her feet, but kept her eyes trained on the end of the bridge.
She didn’t hesitate at the end, didn’t slow down to consider the pond of cum covering the line between city and plains. She stomped forward, boot sinking deep into the musky swamp, and continued to walk. It was like walking through warm mud; it oozed into her boots and sucked at her feet every time they rose to take a new step. Only a dozen steps later the cum was too deep to lift her feet out of for each step, and instead she pushed on wading through the sea of sperm. Her balls touched the warm fluid, sending a shiver of lust up her spine. Her skin tingled with lustful energy, and a gentle golden aura trailed through the air behind her. Her cock dipped down to slap the white surface every few steps, flinging precum with every sway of her hips. 
It all changed when the ocean of spunk rose to her pussy. Between one step and the next Linkette halted, eyes flashing golden and jaw dropping to scream in electrified pleasure. A shockwave exploded outward with her voice, pushing a wave of cum outwards in all directions while she fell to her knees, plunging everything below her navel beneath the surface.
It flowed into her, exactly like in Zelda’s chambers, a wrist-thick stream of cum swimming under her balls and across her ass for her pussy to suck it up with whorish greed. Despite the immense pleasure, Linkette kept hold of her mind and panic lanced through it; her hands plunged beneath the surface and grasped her balls, one large orb in each palm.
They were swelling, exactly as she feared, expanding like balloons at a quick and steady pace. Linkette shot to her feet, turned on her heels, and sprinted as fast as she could back towards the city. The cum flowed up her legs in defiance of gravity and continued pouring into her cunt as she fled.
She reached the bridge and didn’t slow, charging at full speed back to the gate with her booted feet slapping wetly on the wooden surface, and didn’t come to a stop until she was several blocks into the city and well away from the White Flood.
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Linkette needed a horse, there was no way around it. Her gods-damned, or… blessed, or… avatar-ed? Her horny-ass fuckslut body couldn't leave well enough alone and not slurp up an endless ocean of cum into her pussy as she walked through it. If she tried walking to Zora’s Domain, her balls would be bigger than she was by the time she got there!
“Fuck…” she muttered, head in her hands as she sat on the curb trying to form a plan. Three lust-blasted Hylian women who’d been nearby when she sat had crawled mindlessly over to her and were now stroking her cock, sucking her balls, and licking her pussy like sexual zombies. It felt nice, and it had been too distracting to constantly push them away, so she let it go while she ignored them and thought.
This was a large city, the largest in Hyrule as Linkette understood it. They had to have horses somewhere, right? The palace might only have stallions in its stables, but there had to be a mare somewhere in the city. Something, anything that would let her ride it. It wasn’t stealing if the fate of the kingdom depended on it, right?
Linkette grabbed one of the women’s heads and shoved it deeper against her pussy, closing her eyes and counting until the slowly building pleasure finally crossed the threshold into climax. Her body seized, breath caught, and soul soared on the wave of brilliant white light that surged through her body. The three women began to convulse with their own powerful climaxes, their dull eyes rolling back into their heads as especially large jets of cum exploded in their pants.
Linkette came down from the orgasmic high and sighed, releasing the Hylian’s head and standing up to move on. She paused, noticing how still the three women were at her feet. They curled up against each other on the ground and began breathing deep and steady in a restful sleep. Linkette studied their peaceful faces, and then their still cocks; erect, but no longer cumming. It was the first time she’d seen a woman exposed to this air not pumping endless fountains of cum from their dicks. Interesting...
She pondered this new information as she wandered the streets, mindful of her surroundings but not her destination. She kept an eye out for anything useful to her predicament, and also watched for Hylians in peril; multiple times she intervened to save orgasmically catatonic women who had collapsed in dangerous positions, like one woman whose face had fallen into a wash pan that someone else had fallen over cock-first. The pan had been slowly filling up with cum, almost rising to cover both of the first woman's nostrils when Linkette arrived to pull her out and set her aside, face painted half-white with jizz. 
One thoroughfare filled with especially grand and colorful tents and decorations jogged Linkette's memory and she realized she was approaching the same market plaza the Lon Lon girls had set up their milk stand at. Linkette worried if Talon was okay, a pang of guilt striking her again over the danger she and Zelda had put everyone in. 
Linkette gasped. "Epona!" Malon's favorite horse had drawn the milk wagon, she would still be tied up at the stall! 
Linkette took off with renewed purpose and speed, her giant dick bouncing heavily with every bound of her excited jog. Epona was a mare, and had always been particularly inclined towards Linkette. If she could find that horse, getting across Hyrule Field would be a breeze!
With her bearings now firmly regained Linkette navigated the streets with swift ease, striding past love-tents and orgy houses and vendor stalls that, a day before, had been selling all manner of wondrous things. Now they all stood empty, their owners and patrons unconscious in orgasmic stupor.
At last she broke out into the very plaza Lon Lon Ranch’s dairy stall was parked at, and Linkette cried out in delight when she saw Epona tied up by the wagon just where she’d been. Linkette sprinted across the plaza, a part of her mind marveling at how wonderfully restrained and supported her breasts were by the fancy new tunic; with her former amatuer clothing her tits would have been flailing everywhere and slamming painfully up and down, now they lurched up and down with heavy but far more subdued and manageable bounces.
Linkette slowed as she approached the horse, a new sound making her pause in confusion: the voice of a Hylian mid-fucking. She looked around, perplexed, trying to locate its source. She’d seen thousands of Hylians in the streets that day, all of them cumming uncontrollably, many of them congregating in mindless pairings and groups to rut each other, but they were all so blasted by lust that not a single one of them had vocalized anything. 
So who was making all this noise…? Linkette hadn’t encountered anyone able to resist Zelda’s effect. She began to investigate, poking her head in the Lon Lon tent where she had rode so many cocks, looking under the wagon, and then circling out and around while following her ear.
Eventually she found the source, in a small alleyway not too far away. There was a trail of women lying in the street strewn about in a rough zig-zag line leading there, all of them as catatonic as the rest, but with one twist: all of their bellies were swollen just a bit, cum drooling out of their pussies or assholes, often flowing down over their balls and pulsing cocks.
Linkette stooped down and used two fingers to scoop a sample of this cum directly from one woman’s cunt before pressing it to her tongue. She hummed in thought as she analyzed the flavor and its unique properties; the semen was eerily familiar and delicious, with a potent flavor and heady musk strong enough to be smelled over the stench of Zelda permeating the atmosphere. It was something new and alien as well; not normal cum, but not Zelda’s goddess-power jizz either. It was something in between, something that hummed with excess life and energy on her tongue without triggering the golden light and intense arousal that a resonance between their Triforces would create.
The green-clad blonde stood up and strode forward again, her curiosity and libido rising as she came closer and closer to the alleyway. When she turned the corner, her jaw hit the ground followed by a gush of her pussy juice.
The trail of modestly cumflated women led directly to the largest woman Linkette had ever laid eyes on, a seven-foot-five juggernaut of immense muscle. Her arms were as thick as Linkette's own meaty thighs, and her broad shoulders and chiseled back were partially exposed by the shredded tatters of her clothing. Blue denim tatters and ribbons of white cotton hung off her, enormous torso-sized breasts lurching and falling with tremendous force by the driving thrusts of her hip.
She was fucking like an animal. Linkette was hypnotized for several entire minutes watching those huge tits move with beautiful chaotic energy. When at last she pulled her eyes upwards to the woman’s face her shock--and arousal--hit all new heights.
Talon. Matriarch of Lon Lon Ranch, mother of Malon, the supreme milf that Linkette had always wished would join in their fun was… transformed. Somehow she had grown a foot in height, every rippling muscle swelling in proportion, and her balls were bigger than most girls’ tits! She held a woman--was that Seala?! How in Hyrule did she get here?!--off the ground by the strength of her arms, her huge strong hands nearly touching fingertips as they circled Seala’s waist. As Linkette watched, juices running down her legs and into her socks, Talon’s black-haired head swung back to stare up at the sky while her cock sank to the hilt in Seala’s limp, and cumming, pussy. Her huge balls contracted, scrunching up towards her taint and Seala pulsed several dozen times on the end of her dick.
Linkette shuddered in arousal, stroking her cock and fingering her pussy as she watched Seala’s womb slowly swell, pulse by pulse, before her eyes. After seeing Zelda cumflate Cynthia, and the end result with Malon, the effect was far from dramatic. A gentle, steady growth of Seala’s belly, moving in an off-beat rhythm with Seala’s own cum-spewing cock. She slowly swelled up, her belly growing to the size of a gorged meal. To anyone else in Hyrule or beyond it would be cartoonishly massive, an event of absurdity, but in Linkette's eyes it was… subtle. Grounded. And that made it all the more arousing.
Seala dropped from Talon’s grip, slumping to the ground in a white-out of bliss. Linkette saw that her womb had been filled just as full as all the other girls leading the way here. Then Talon turned around and--
“Holy cock…” Linkette muttered, stepping farther into the alley in unconscious thirst. Linkette knew how big Talon’s dick was, she’d seen it back on the ranch. She’d seen it flaccid when she, Malon, and Talon had bathed together (the one time; she and Malon had rapidly transitioned from staring, to fondling, to fucking each other, sending Talon fleeing in mingled mortification and arousal) and she’d seen it erect and straining to burst out of Talon’s thick overalls after catching Malon and Linkette in the throes of passion multiple times. Linkette knew that Talon’s dick was equivalent to, and possibly a tiny bit larger than, Malon’s ten-inch fuckstick.
And that was not the cock before her now. Talon’s dick had swelled up into a sixteen inch behemoth of pulsing veins and throbbing lust, and its girth was nearly as great as Linkette’s own! In fact, it was the biggest dick Linkette had ever seen besides herself and Zelda.
She wanted it. She stared at Talon in unrestrained desire, stepping closer again. Something, be it the ruffle of her movement, her earlier exclamation, or the smell of pussy dripping in heat, caught Talon’s attention. She turned fully towards Linkette and lumbered closer with heavy footfalls.
Linkette dragged her eyes off Talon’s dick, shining with a wet sheen of cum, and gasped when she saw her face. Talon’s eyes were blank white disks, showing no iris or pupil or any spark of intelligence or recognition. She was shocked enough to forget her lust for a moment, and in that moment finally noticed something else about Talon. She could… see… something shimmering around the older woman. Or perhaps radiating from her. It was a faint field of energy, something she could sense but not with her eyes. Whatever sense portrayed this aura, Linkette perceived it as a faint, faint gold.
Talon strode toward Linkette with mindless purpose, and Linkette was too caught between her lust and confusion to do anything. She simply stood there as Talon’s strong, empowered hand reached down and grasped the neck of Linkette’s throbbing cock.
Linkette gasped at the immense pressure bearing down on her dick, the wave of pleasure making her weak in the knees. Then Talon lifted, and Linkette’s jaw dropped again when her feet left the pavement, her whole body suspended from the unbreakable pillar that was her cock.
Liquid splattered loudly on the ground, a continuous lubefall pouring from Linkette’s cunt. A purr rumbled from her throat, eyes fluttering into a half-lidded look of lustful invitation. “Come on you fucking stallion,” she murmered, “give me that dick. I can’t wait to feel you fill my pu--”
Talon thrusted, and Linkette bulged.
She choked on her own voice and her eyes bugged out of her head as she stared down at the cock-shaped lump stretching out of her abdomen, throbbing inside her womb and before her eyes. Her belly stretched around the thick bell-shaped glans, every vein visibly pulsing through the skin stretched around it like a living condom. No one else's dick had done this to her, not even Zelda's! So how was she--? 
Talon gave her no time to process. Her hips pulled back and slammed forward, blowing all questions out of Linkette’s mind by punching her womb from the inside. 
"Ooooooh yes! Goddess yes!" Linkette shouted, laughing with a glee that would be childish if it weren't so lewd. With Talon's grip high up on Linkette’s cock, the force of her thighs crashing into Linkette’s ass sent the blonde demigoddess bouncing away, her dick acting as the fulcrum of a self-actualized sex swing. Linkette swung up, stopped, and swung down just in time to meet Talon's on-rushing pelvis once again, Talon’s cock long enough that it never fully left Linkette’s pussy. The massive slam sent waves through Linkette’s ass and Talon's gigantic breasts jerked up into her chin, then fell back down to slap against her torso just in time for another thrust to land. 
All that power coupled with the unprecedented sensation of being stretched drove Linkette wild with ravenous hunger. Her hand clapped down on Talon's forearm gripping her cock, leveraging herself upright while she bounced and swung, legs held out past Talon's hips. Her free hand plunged deep into one of the torso-dwarfing breasts standing between them, halting its bouncing motion with a heavy grope. Her roaming, squeezing hand found an engorged nipple that was thick, long and hard enough to serve as a modest cock in its own right. 
She led the dick-nipple to her mouth and slurped it past her lips, sucking it in until she had partially swallowed the meaty pink girth. She sucked and stroked it with tongue and throat until a deluge of milk flooded down to her stomach. 
Talon's milk was hardier than Malon's, which tasted sweet and refreshing. Talon's milk was thick and savory like heavy cream, and settled with pleasant weight and warmth in Linkette's belly. She drank it down greedily before letting the nipple slide back up her throat and out of her mouth, splashing her face and tunic with hot milk as Talon's breast fell back into place beside its twin. 
Linkette had a manic gleam in her eye as she heaved herself up to seize Talon's swollen, muscled shoulders, while her legs crossed behind Talon's back. "More!" Linkette commanded, "Harder! Fuck me like you always wanted to!" She flexed her legs, slamming her own wide, fleshy hips down.
Talon staggered back under the force, her white blank eyes blinking in dim surprise as Linkette began to piston herself with rapid, hammering force, suspended entirely off the ground by her grip on Talon's shoulders. What semblance of thought managed to squeak past the lust-haze was stunned that one of her many limp sex toys had not only sprung into action, but was doing so with a strength to challenge her expanded, Amazonian power.
Linkette's body was engulfed between Talon's huge tits, her dick sticking straight up, rubbing against Talon's collarbone and spewing endless precum directly into her face. Talon, consumed by lustful id, brought the divine cock to her lips and opened wide. With so much lubrication dousing her, Linkette's massive glans slid into Talon's mouth with no difficulty. She grunted and moaned at the sweet, salty flavor while she sucked and slurped and swallowed down mouthful after mouthful, all while Linkette bounced up and down such that Talon's cock bulged out through her stomach every other second. Talon's mindless white eyes closed and she released her iron grip on Linkette’s dick, reaching out to the faces of her own giant breasts to grip and squeeze her oversized nipples. She stroked and tugged, milking her own breasts so that jets of cream flew across the small alley and ran down the wall of a building in white rivers.
Linkette meanwhile was basking in the incredible length and girth of the cock stuffing her cunt. Every dick was large and tightly enveloped in her pussy, that was the nature of her Triforce powers, but whatever force was behind Talon's transformation made her dick exceptional. Talon's cock didn't just perfectly fit the limits of her pussy, it hammered right past them. Linkette could feel the power resonating in Talon's body, could feel the magic pulsing in every throb of her cock. More than anything, she sensed just how much cum was waiting to erupt from the meat fountain stuffed into her slit, and she craved it like living water. 
Her constant, rapid hammering battered down Talon's restraint in under a minute. That she was able to last even so long was stunning. Linkette's pussy clenched tight, Talon moaned past the cock in her mouth and lube in her throat, and cum began to flow up the sixteen inch monster.
It pumped hot and heavy, spurting into Linkette with tremendous force as she slammed to a halt balls-deep, her own large sack smooshed up between her throbbing hard cock and Talon's glistening hard abs. Linkette pulled her own dick out of Talon's mouth, ignoring both her wordless objections and the fountains of pre that came shooting into the air, and dragged Talon's head down to hers for a wet and tongue-heavy kiss. Linkette sucked on Talon's lips while slick lube splashed and scattered against their chins from underneath, tasting her own slick juices coating her mouth, and dug her fingers through Talon's black hair. Her belly began to swell up, the jets of cum visibly bulging Linkette's womb outwards with the force they left Talon's cock before flowing down and pooling, pressurizing, inflating outwards. Talon's climax magnified by the supernatural pleasure of Linkette’s pussy, the slight bulge found in all those other women was surpassed in Linkette in moments. When her climax tapped out twenty seconds later, very short by Linkette's standards, her womb had swollen with a nice, slight baby-batter-bump, no bigger than a few months' pregnancy. 
This was not sufficient for Linkette's hunger. Before Talon could recover, extract her still rock-hard cock, and move on to the next cumdump as she had mindlessly done dozens of times before, Linkette moved. Without ever extracting the dick from her pussy, Linkette whipped one smooth, nimble leg up by Talon's head and the other down towards the ground and leaned. Talon's unprepared, massive body twisted with the motion and slammed back-first onto the ground, Linkette now riding her cowgirl style with her own dick resting against Talon's deep cleavage. 
She reached out, grasping Talon's tits by the nipples and slamming them together around her cock. The breast flesh was already slick and shining from the waterfalls of lube that had poured down over them earlier. 
"Come on stud," Linkette moaned as she simultaneously tit-fucked and rode Talon, "I know you've got more in there for me. I want it! Show me what Malon's mamma can do!" 
Her cumflated belly sloshed and wobbled as she bounced, her huge heavy balls sliding and jerking across the surface of Talon's abs as she bounced on her cock. Linkette's dick peaked up through the top of Talon’s tremendous cleavage, dousing her face with pre on every thrust. Talon leaned her head forward, tongue outstretched to catch more, until the bell-end thrust into her mouth again. 
Talon quickly reached her limit, her stamina even shorter than before despite just cumming. Talon groaned as her cock swelled up then pulsed, expelling jets of cum with even greater force than before. Linkette's belly began to swell again, expanding outward into the soft mountains of breastflesh while rivers of her pussy juice ran down over Talon's boulder-sized balls. Linkette released Talon's tits, each so large and full that her nipples were even with Linkette’s collarbone, to put hands against her own womb, feeling the energy of high-pressure fluid in motion on the other side of her skin. She hummed in pleasure at the feeling, grinding her crotch against Talon while her pussy drank in pulse after pulse of jizz. 
Linkette glanced over her shoulder, spying Talon's balls. Each nut was the size of a large pumpkin, filling the space between her bowed, muscled legs, and they were slowly shrinking down with every hot load pumped into her womb. 
And then Linkette felt it. It was familiar, in a vague way. A flow of energy, power that came from the humid, musky air itself, pouring into Talon's balls. They began to swell up again, growing larger as power turned into cum in Talon's testicles. Linkette didn't know it, but she had done this exact thing before by refilling the milk in Malon's breasts, and now that she could witness it as an observer instead of the source she realized that this same kind of flowing power was also coming from her, that it did so every time she fucked. Power flowed out of her and into her partner, increasing their capacity and longevity, and flowed back into her as she milked them for cum. It was a stunning epiphany, startling her horny mind into a moment of clarity. 
She looked around, at the alley splattered with milk and pre, at the trail of inflated women cumming on the ground, the huge puddles of white growing beneath each of them. It was small for her, but what standard was that? She was the avatar of a sex goddess, bound by destiny to love (and fuck) another such avatar. For regular people, for the everyday Hylian, how could they have so much cum to give? 
Hyrule Field was not visible from this small alley, but the White Flood hung heavy in the air, a smell so strong it became a taste. Zelda's power flowed into everyone in this city. It didn't merely arouse them senseless, it empowered them. It sustained them, just as it sustained Zelda as she went months without food or drink caught in the throes of lust. And, for whatever reason, it flowed all the more freely into Talon. 
By intuition, Linkette reached out her hand and brushed away the golden aura flowing into Talon. She blinked in surprise as that vaguely familiar well of power inside her flexed and flowed out of her womb, noted consciously for the first time in her life. The moment after, she was left puzzled and unsure how she had done it or how to do so again. 
Her lack of willful control didn't hinder what she had done however. It was only a small drop to the ocean of magic hanging in the air, but a drop guided by will. The immense but directionless magic in the atmosphere was rebuffed instantly by that small guiding nudge by Linkette, flowing around Talon instead of through her, like a river parting around a rock. The growth of Talon's balls stopped instantly. 
A warm smile spread over Linkette's face, satisfied at her discovery. "There we go, that'll stop you from swelling up any bigger. Now, I just have to get you back to normal." Then her smile turned deeply lewd, as her eyes raked across Talon's Amazonian body. "And to do that, I think I'll be sucking down all the cum you can give me!" She spun in place, pussy turning around the cock that stuffed her, dick whipping out of Talon's immense tits. She slapped her hands down on Talon's fat, swollen balls, groping them with a gleeful grin. "And I'll be using these fat tanks while they're still big enough to play with!" 
Squeezing one huge nut in each hand she lifted them up and wrapped them around the shaft of her cock, resting its throbbing length in the valley of Talon's scrotum. She pressed them tight against her dick and began to thrust, grinding herself against Talon's dick while Talon's heavy balls massaged her own. 
Linkette moaned in pleasure, tossing her head back and letting her long braided hair brush against Talon's chiseled abs. Not only did she have the always-welcome warmth of a large cock filling her up and stretching her pussy, but she also had the soft but weighty press of her own cumflated belly and the stiff but yielding pressure of Talon's sack pleasuring different lengths of her own dick. She pressed the overstuffed orbs harder against her rod, eyes closed and biting her lip as she basked in the myriad pleasures acting on her body. Fucking Talon's balls was so different than her tits! Her and Malon's breasts were just as heavy--more, actually, in the case of Malon's new growth--as the dense nuts between the rancher's legs, but they were so much bigger and softer, and the flesh flowed beneath the fingers and jiggled wildly during a rough and wild fucking! In contrast Talon's magically inflated balls were tight and stiff, twin balloons pumped full of jizz just waiting for the chance to escape. The greater rigidity meant Talon's nuts could actually apply greater pressure on Linkette's cock than her breasts, even if they fell short of the all-encompassing vastness of sheer mammary volume. There was little room to spare in the crowded sack that held them, but they shifted about under Linkette’s playful hands.
Talon grunted and moaned beneath her, her cock pulsed, and a new flood of hot semen came rocketing into Linkette’s cunt. "Oh!" Linkette exclaimed, feeling Talon's balls quiver and clench up in her hands as the cum began to flow, before laughing. "Believe it or not, I almost forgot you were back there for a minute!" 
Linkette purred as more cum pumped into her belly. It steadily grew, pulse by wobbling pulse, from a mature pregnancy to an excessive one. The weight of cum and skin grew heavier on the top of Linkette’s shaft while she continued stroking herself with Talon's testes. It was nice to just relax and pleasure her cock again; Linkette had spent so long hunting for release and relief, chasing an impossible orgasm, that in the process she forgot that touching her dick simply felt good all on its own. 
Talon's orgasm ended and Linkette continued her pseudo-masturbation, leaning back to slurp one penis-sized nipple into her mouth and suck until delicious cream poured over her tongue. It was followed shortly by another swelling in her womb as Talon came again, firmly pushing her belly into "twins ready to pop" territory. Linkette’s expanding stomach started to interfere with her ball-fuck, as the inflating belly started swelling outwards as well as forwards, pressing into her arms as she held the huge testicles against her cock. 
Linkette sighed when her womb finally grew too gravid to accommodate her current position. Her arms grew too tired from fighting the swelling pressure of her belly trying to grow into their space. On the upside, when Linkette finally let Talon's balls fall away from her shaft they were noticeably smaller than they had been, shrunk by several inches in diameter. 
Linkette patted her tummy, watching waves of motion roll through the taut but fluid surface, and hummed to herself. Remembering the last time she had been in this very market square, with lines of women coming to fuck her and pump her up full of seed, she decided to change tact. She stood up slowly, feet spread wide apart by Talon's Amazonian hips, legs flexing under the heavy burden of her bloated womb. Simultaneously flexing were her kegel muscles, clamping down on Talon's trunk-like cock with powerful pressure so that only the immense weight of Talon’s new muscles kept her from being lifted entirely off the ground by her dick in a weird reversal of earlier. 
The blonde demigoddess' pussy was spread wide by the girthy penetrating meat, her tight grip making the extraction an agonizingly, delightfully slow process. Her slippery insides milked Talon for every ample inch, stoking the furnaces of their pleasure, rivulets of mingled pussy juice and precum flowing down the muscular cock and washing over her crotch all while Linkette's dangling balls teased their way up the surface of Talon's urethra tube. 
Linkette’s legs had nearly straightened all the way up before her pussy released Talon's cock with a wet sucking pop! The whole weight of Linkette's cum-balloon womb was held up by her own ridgid cock, her belly covering over half its two foot length. Jolts ran rhythmically through the fluid surface with every heartbeat that pulsed in the cock underneath. 
Talon came again just as her cock slipped free of Linkette’s pussy. White slime shot upwards, splashing against Linkette’s cunt and balls and exploding outwards in every direction. It splattered over the ground in a wide ring around them and thickly painted Linkette’s pussy, sack, ass and inner thighs in a liberal coating of spunk.
Linkette laughed as she stepped away, shielding her face from the spray. “Hey now! You’re making a mess!” She reached down and fondled her own balls, rubbing Talon’s seed into her skin, and tentatively touched the equally coated lips of her cunt. None of the cum trapped in her womb was flowing out, but there was plenty stuck all over the surface anyway. Linkette peered down at Talon, panting for breath on her back while cum continued to fly all around her, and grinned.
Linkette stepped towards Talon again, feet surrounding Talon’s head. Pussy juice and cum droplets fell down across Talon’s face. Moments later, her entire head was engulfed in the wide pillowy flesh of Linkette’s ass. Linkette kneeled over Talon’s face, pussy kissing lips, nose poking asshole, balls pooling across throat. The lust-addled rancher smelled nothing but the odor of her own cum, and the taste of Linkette’s honey sent her tongue delving as deep as it could reach into the blonde’s pussy.
Linkette’s cock, and her swollen belly as well, slid into the deep ravine between Talon’s breasts. She moaned in delight, eyes closed as Talon’s tongue explored her depths, basking for several minutes in the onslaught of pleasure. A particularly loud gasp matched a heavier gush of nectar as Talon’s tongue found the perfect spot; Linkette reached behind her ass to pat Talon’s head, saying “Right there, right there! Oooh yes, keep going…”
Whether by command or pavlovian reward, Talon’s tongue swept back and forth along that same sensitive spot, drinking down the heavy flows of lube pouring into and around her mouth, mixed with the sticky coating of her own semen that came with it. 
Linkette reached down and grabbed Talon’s thick wrists, guiding them towards the sides of her own mountainous breasts. Under the blonde’s direction she pressed in, and then began to slide up and down. Her gigantic tits were too heavy for rapid strokes but her soft flesh leisurely massaged Linkette’s dick with huge, lumbering, weighty sweeps, while Linkette continued to rub the crown of Talon’s raven-haired head.
Pleasure built up with steady intensity inside Linkette until eventually crashing down on her in a powerful climax. Her pussy clenched around Talon’s tongue, milking it like a cock while her legs quivered on either side of the rancher’s head. Linkette’s pleasure magnified Talon’s pleasure, pushing her closer to yet another orgasm of her own. She was pushed over the edge when Linkette reached out and grasped both dick-sized nipples in tight fists.
Linkette jacked off Talon’s nipples in parallel handjobs, stroking the thick pink tubes until they erupted with geysers of milk. Linkette leaned her whole torso into one of Talon’s humongous breasts, her body sinking into the soft mass, sliding the nipple into her mouth with wet slurping noises as she began to suck and tongue-fuck it. A river of milk fell down her throat and into her belly, her whole body rocking back and forth as Talon’s powerful arms continued shifting her breasts up and down in the only titfuck Linkette had ever felt able to envelop the entire length of her cock at once, all while Talon’s powerful tongue dutifully massaged Linkette’s pussy. Talon’s cock swelled up as her balls clenched and erupted with a thick geyser of ropey cum that flew at least a dozen feet straight up into the air before arching back to the earth in a shower of white, strings as thick as rope and drops the size of walnuts splattering all over bodies and street alike. Heavy streams poured all over Linkette’s back as Talon’s cock continued to pulse, soaking into her braided blonde hair.
Linkette put all of the cock-sucking experience she had gained pleasuring Malon into the blowjob on Talon’s nipple, which eventually inspired a new idea. She lifted her now sparkling-clean--if saliva coated--pussy away from Talon’s mouth. She stood up, her heavy balls swinging into Talon’s chin. and stepped forward to straddle one of Talon’s bloated tits, holding her balls in one hand while the other firmly grasped a dick-nipple. Linkette lowered herself down, sliding Talon’s mammary length into her pussy.
Talon moaned in mindless pleasure as Linkette’s hot, enveloping embrace squeezed down on her oversized nipple. Linkette mirrored her, one hand rubbing her clit while the other massaged her cock’s head, her wide-spread legs squeezing into the lusciously soft skin of the breast she straddled. Talon’s tit was large enough that Linkette had to stretch with the tips of her toes to reach the ground and steady herself. She began to bounce softly on Talon’s nipple, but unlike riding a cock the turgid pink length stayed anchored in her pussy without extraction as the entire springy mass of fat and milk it crested bounced and flexed beneath Linkette’s ass.
Linkette’s cunt squeezed the nipple, drawing forth a thick spray of milk. She gasped at the sensation, as warm as cum but so much more fluid as it shot up and slowly spread throughout the bubble of cum filling her womb. 
A spray of cum blasted Linkette in the face. She sputtered and shielded her head, wiping her eyes clear, and saw Talon’s cock leaning in her direction. It was smaller now--Talon was smaller now, in every respect from tits to testicles, but still so much larger than every non-Triforce cock. Linkette licked her lips and swiveled around Talon’s nipple, aiming her body at the veiny monster.
She let Talon’s current orgasm run its course, preparing herself while she waited. She cupped her hands beneath her own pussy, pressed against Talon’s nipple, collecting the frothy blend of milk, cum, and most importantly pussy nectar that flowed from her spread pink lips. Her balls partially rested in the growing pool in her palms, soaking in the mixture.
The cupped fluid had a complicated bouquet of sweet musk when Linkette lifted her hands to her lips and drank, coating her whole mouth and throat with two hearty swallows. Thus prepared, she leaned forward from her perch on Talon’s tit and sealed her lips against the head of Talon’s cock.
She sucked, licked, and slurped before pressing deeper. Her jaw stretched beyond reason as she swallowed the monstrous cock, her tongue stroking the top of her shaft as she leaned deeper and deeper into the blowjob. She retreated and advanced with every inch, always progressing further, until her spread lips kissed Talon’s crotch and her nose touched the musky wrinkles of her balls.
Talon screamed as yet another orgasm swept her. Linkette’s eyes widened in surprise at the tremendous volume of semen pulsed up Talon’s cock, vibrating in her urethra against Linkette’s uvula and throat before depositing in a heavy deluge directly into Linkette’s stomach. 
Linkette’s eyes fluttered into the back of her head as the heat and pressure spread through her stomach, a second distinct balloon swelling up in her belly atop the volume of her womb. Linkette hugged her arms around Talon’s once-pumpkin, now-cantaloupe sized balls, reaching around and thrusting one arm deep into Talon’s pussy. Half her forearm sank in before her knuckles brushed against Talon’s cervix.
Talon seized, pussy walls clamping down on Linkette’s arm with crushing force, and her jets of cum and milk doubled in volume instantly. Linkette purred in delight, then froze. Her belly was inflating fast, already growing large enough against Talon’s abs that it was starting to lift Linkette up. Linkette realized with a pang of dread that she’d lost herself in the moment.
I need to stop taking all this in me! I’ll pull myself off her dick, and get off her nipple, and just drain the rest of her balls onto the street. Otherwise, I--uh…
Talon’s hands were clutching Linkette’s head.
Otherwise I’m fucked.
Talon’s muscular grip enclosed the top of Linkette’s head and forced her back down against her crotch. Linkette tried to pull up, fight back, but for all the power that she’d drained from Talon so far she was still bursting with supernatural might. Talon held Linkette’s face in place while her hips pulled back and slammed forward with savage might, pounding with speed and strength and never, ever, ceasing to cum. Milk and semen flowed endlessly up pussy and throat, Linkette’s eyes watering involuntarily as her throat was relentlessly used for Talon’s pleasure. Her belly swelled larger while Talon slowly deflated, golden energy pouring into Linkette in the form of cream and jizz over the course of an hour-long face fuck.
When Talon’s nipple finally shrank small enough to fall out of Linkette’s cunt and her arms lost the strength to hold Linkette in place, her belly had become a gravid bed that utterly buried Talon beneath it. Linkette yanked her head up, dragging Talon’s diminished cock out of her throat, and immediately regurgitated several gallons of cum across Talon’s legs. Even as bursting full as she was, Farore’s whorish body jealously hoarded semen--Linkette’s esophagus closed and refused to expel any more than that.
Beneath her, Talon’s now normal-sized dick half wilted even while it trickled out more cum, the occasional pulse sending a streamer up to splash against Linkette’s elevated face. Several feet below Linkette’s ass, Talon’s face snored in gentle slumber. Linkette’s limbs dangled uselessly far above the ground, draped across the double bulges of her gravid belly. Her chin lay buried in her cleavage, tits propped up against the bed of her stomach.
She wiggled, strained and stretched, but couldn’t so much as roll onto her side. Epona and the milk wagon stood out in the plaza, just in sight and so far out of reach.
“... I am a fucking idiot.”