Chapter 0 - Moonlight Hunter

In the dark of the night, a beast hunted its prey.

The growling creature bounded through the wooded plains as fast as lightning. A dark grey and white coat failed to hide its muscular and robust form. The beast's head was adorned with a great mane almost like a lion's and its blue eyes shined in reflection of the full moon light.

Though it looked, moved and sounded like a wolf, the creature on its moonlight hunt was a werewolf. A rare creature of Hyrule whom only emerges into the open under a full moon. Many believed them extinct after generations of hunting the monsters. Some of these creatures used their enhanced strength and speed for great evil while others fought each other until the creatures were reduced in number.

This werewolf was quite different from the others. Most werewolves became night stalkers after being bitten by another wolf and had little control over their instincts. Unlike those werewolves, this blue eyed wolf inherited its alpha genes from a parent carrying down the werewolf gene. As hungry as it salivated, it was still in full control of its capacities and abilities.

Perhaps it helped that this moonlight form was very similar to a previous sacred wolf form that the werewolf had used once before. It was swift on all four limbs or on just its legs. The werewolf could climb trees like a squirrel, dig like a mole, leap like a deer and was as quiet as a mouse. It could even use the weapons and tools of humans if it wanted to.

But with sacred claws sharper than steel, why would it need any?

The beast heard a yelp and sped on, tracking the scent of very enticing prey. A young princess was running from the werewolf, dashing as fast as she could and giving the beast a good hunt. Most females of her class would be slow or too easy to catch. But this woman had already town off half of the skirt of her dress and could run easier. She also knew how to cover her tracks, knowing that she was being hunted.

But she could do nothing about her scent. Even slipping into the river did not stop the werewolf, it was honed in on her smell. It enticed the creature, its sensitive nostrils flaring from the girl's smell. She was closer now, so close that the beast could taste her scent on its salivating mouth. It pointed a shaggy muzzle in the desired direction and charged.

Bursting through a bush, the beast leaped at its shrieking prey and caught her in its grasp. The two of them tumbled together into the undergrowth, the girl crying out as she was gripped by a snarling monster. On its back, the beast held the girl up over it and swiped at her dress. Its powerful claws all too easily ripped off more than half of the girl's dress, accurate enough to leave only shallow scratches on the girl's skin.

The werewolf pulled her onto her back and rolled on top of her. The blond princess shivered in fear, her blue eyes looking up at the blue-eyed beast that slobbered all over her bare breasts. The wolfman brought a long tongue upon those huge boobs, lapping around the soft swells and causing the princess to moan. The wolf continued to lick over and in between the girl's bosom, the young woman knowing that resistance was futile now.

A free hand reached under her skirt and ripped it from her hips with ease. Her crotch and legs were covered in a white pantyhose with hands around her plump thighs. Such a thin barrier was no match for the beast's nails which all too easily tore a hole through the silk material. With much skin around her genitals exposed, the wolf's body began to expose its phallus. A massive cock more than 20 inches long and as thick as an arm slowly emerged from its prepuce. The sensitive mast of meat pressed against the girl's pussy, rubbing against her vaginal lips as the werewolf slowly humped her.

Zelda moaned out lustfully despite her peril, the assault on her breasts and her cunt too great for her to maintain her royal composure. Her large puffy nipples stood out for the sacred wolf to suck on them, sucking and pulling on her breast with too much control and too little blood for a beast with such large and dangerous teeth. She felt the lips of her labium stick to the slick shaft, her pussy betraying her in its need for the great shaft to penetrate it.

“You...you monster...” Zelda managed as her body acted beyond her control and lightning shot through her body. She fought down a scream, her breath growing heavier and more lewd as the monster that caught her just continued to molest and assault her. It released her right breast from its mouth, the huge tit throbbing and nipple erect like a needle. 

The beast softly rubbed its hand over her flat stomach, Princess Zelda's heart beat like a drum in her chest. Her open mouth was soon invaded by the beast's tongue and her own tongue was now entwined with it. The feral tongue rubbing left an intoxicating taste on Zelda's mouth, her lips closing and sucking on that long tongue unconsciously. 

Zelda panted when the wolf withdrew from her mouth, standing upright so that she could see how much taller this monster was than her. She rolled on all fours and tried to crawl away, looking back to see that the wolf didn't even seem worried about her attempt to flee. Zelda knew herself that this was futile, but her body acted on the “flight” instinct knowing that fighting was not an option.

The wolf smiled deviously, getting down an all fours and slowly bounding after Zelda as if to mock her. The beast saw Zelda fall into a shallow mud pond and pull herself out with filthy sludge covering her from her brunette mane down to her legs with their ripped pantyhose. The sight was alike to dipping a roast in gravy to the wolf, making the princess enticing to its sight and making its cock harder.

Zelda saw the beast's shadow roll over her and knew she was caught. With trembling hands, she stood still, feeling the beast crawl over her and lick her face with that delicious tongue. On instinct, she licked to the tongue, giving up on resisting the monster that lined its shaft with her wet pussy. She looked back to see a pair of bulbs at the base of the beast's shaft, knots almost as large as the creature's apple-sized testicles. 

She gasped as the beast kneaded her breasts, Zelda keeping still despite the lustful torture. Her pride too great to let her cry out like a bitch in the heat as the great shaft pushed its head into her slit. But one savage thrust broke that pride when she screamed, the wolf's cock push in to the base with those swelling knots keeping it in place.

Or so she thought, she gasped in surprise when the beast began to thrust in and out of her flower. The bulbs kept the cock locked in place, but appeared flexible enough for the wolfman to pound its prey. Treated like a bitch, Zelda felt floodgates burst and her cries joined the wolf's short howls. The wolf's balls slapped against her thighs, breasts hanging and swaying with the mating motions. Her long hair wild on her shoulders and back, a gold-brown contrast to the gray and white beast rutting her.

Despite her defilement, Zelda was enjoying things too much to even pretend to not want it. She swayed her hips back against the beast's forceful thrusts, her pussy clenched around the great meat-mast that kept teasing her cervix. The wolf drove her made with how it pinched her nipples between its claws, licking the side of her boobs just to entice her more.

Half-blind, Zelda climaxed again under the beast's touch. Its shaft filled her vaginal canal like an expanding dam. The knots on the base grew larger and larger, now in constant friction with Zelda's clit for more lewd torture. She was powerless against the force of this beast's breeding, her mind didn't even let her form a coherent word to cry out.

For its part, the werewolf savored everything about this woman that it could taste and feel. Her bubbly rump bounced with each of its thrusts, sweat tasted like wine as it dripped on her hanging breasts. Her moans were like music to its perking ears and her heartbeat was like an excited drummer. Best of all was her clenching and wet pussy.

In its hunts, the beast had mated with many women. Not just any women either, the beast was picky despite its lustful hunger. It would only mate and seed the most beautiful of young and fertile women. Nubile ladies whose cunts wrapped around its cock and squeezed its knots, begging for the beast to spill its essence into their wombs.

But the princess was different. Her pussy didn't just wrap around the monster's shaft, it swallowed it. Its head was now inescapably pressed into her cervix, trapped it there as if the woman wanted to be bred. It twisted and stirred her insides, bringing joy to both as it inched closer and closer to its own climax. The girl found her arc again under it and lost strength in her arms, pressing her face into the mud as the beast roared in orgasm.

Zelda's eyes widened in delightful shock, a swell of semen fired into her womb with the knots keeping the wolf locked inside of her. Her broken mind registered the insemination as the best thing that could happen to her and her pussy milked the throbbing cock for everything it had as she had a climax within a climax.

So broken by her lust was she that Zelda didn't even care when the wolf gripped her against itself and started running off. Still buried within her, the beast's cock continued to spurt and fire cum into her belly. Each bound thrust the cock further into her eager womb, Zelda's moans echoing in the night as the wolf rapidly searched for a place suitable to continue breeding.

Spotting a familiar claw mark, the wolf recognized it as it own and ran to a tree with a small house built into its structure. The horse sleeping in its own shed noticed the werewolf climbing up the tree with a woman impaled on its shaft, but just didn't care. The werewolf got to the deck at the top and slowly crawled towards the room inside. Zelda's own limbs moved with the beasts, her lower body humping back against the beast in a lustful fit.

Finding a bed, the beast turned Zelda still impaled on its cock and set her own the bed. She smiled in her heat, her eyes looking up at her defiler and wrapping her legs around the beast's body. The werewolf wasted no more time, pulling its weight over her body and forcefully rutting her with loud howls escaping the hovel. Its scrotum pounding against her ass and a knotted cock stuck in her pussy, Zelda would soon realize that this was the beginning of a long night.

This beast did not care that Zelda was the princess of Hyrule or heiress to its throne. Right now, the screaming girl under it was nothing more than a cum bucket. A cock sleeve whom was licked and groped because her body was delicious to its tongue and soft to its claws. Her bouncing breasts would be slobbered and tasted with especial interest in her sensitive areola. All Zelda could do was grip on with her legs and cunt as the first of many more torrents of semen flooded her already over-stuffed womb and began to inflate her belly.

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A groaning Link awoke and swore that he saw Zelda deep-throating his cock. He shook his head and fell back to sleep, there was no way that his beloved princess would act so lewdly. And last he checked, Zelda lived in the Castle and her father would skin him alive if he saw his beloved heiress performing fellatio on a lowborn bastard commoner orphan regardless of if he were a hero or not. I didn't matter that Link had saved Hyrule no less than five times, he was still too lowly to even even hope to touch Zelda.

But when he felt the tell-tale touch of the princess' mouth wrapped around his cock, he got up and saw that Zelda was indeed sucking him off. She was covered in dirt, scratches and semen from head to toe, her belly inflated as though she were already heavily pregnant with the tattered remains of her pantyhose clinging to her skin. The Hero sighed, having seen a sight like this before more than once in the past few months.

Before he could ask about what happened, Link gripped his bed and felt his shaft harden. The base expanded as it knotted inside of Zelda's overstuffed mouth, the Hero of Twilight called out when his throbbing balls sent a torrent of cum into the princess' throat. The seeding lasted for long moments, Zelda unhesitatingly swallowing the semen in loud audible gulps that expanded her thin neck. 

Link pulled out his still hard cock and saw Zelda wrap her tits around it. She licked the underside, focusing on the knot and his skin-covered glans as if they were candy. Her eyes had a lustful glaze over the irises, something that only happens whenever she was mated by his new moon wolf form. Strange things had happened ever since his normal wolf form transformed into a “werewolf-like” shape as a result of his ancestry. He was indeed descended from a werewolf and this explained why he was always a natural fighter even as a wolf.

But with a feral light in his eyes, Link didn't really care about why or how things happened like this. Zelda was looking at him begging with her eyes to be bred and Link could not say no to those eyes. He grabbed her head and shoved his shaft into her waiting mouth, his hips bucking rapidly as he skull-fucked his princess like the beast that proudly howled in his soul.

For her part, Zelda just took Link's pumping with a wide open mouth. Her plan to help him control his new "Werewolf" form was a resounding success. Last night had been scary, but leading on Link worked out better than she anticipated. After this latest breeding, Wolf Link would hopefully never look at another woman again. It was something she had grown addicted to, the feeling of Link's seed swelling out her belly and swirling inside of her with every small movement. Her heart beating as she was claimed and mated without mercy. 

She was the Princess of Hyrule, why would Zelda want to share that feeling with any other girl?