Chapter 5 - The Princess and the Hero

This is a work of erotic fan fiction, with equal emphasis on story, world, and sex. Fetishes included are: futanari, huge cock, massive insertion, hyper futanari, breast/penis/balls expansion and cum inflation on a hyper scale. This one’s a doozie. Sex-to-story ratio: 7/3
 
Chapter 5: The Princess and the Hero
 
By the time Linkette and Malon had finished double teaming Seala, midnight was hours passed. With the Festival of Union that didn't mean the end of festivities--exactly the opposite, actually--but the girls were worn out and sleepy and had the whole rest of the week to enjoy the extremely active nightlife. 
So they grabbed the sex shop store clerk and dragged her into the bed and they all slept in one big, cuddling, naked, cum-soaked pile; Linkette laid flat on her back in the middle, Malon snuggled up against her side and engulfing the forest girl's shoulder in endless cleavage while the shopkeeper spooned Malon from behind and slept with her dick sandwiched in the cleft of her ass, and Seala slumbered half-sprawled across Linkette's body, her face and arms wrapped lovingly against the warm tower of Linkette's impossible cock as it pointed straight up at the ceiling.
They woke up late in the morning rested, refreshed, and horny. This caused a small argument: while all of them wanted to fuck, some were more eager to hurry up and get to the festival. Malon was especially adamant about going, saying that Princess Zelda was going to make a public appearance and she was not going to miss that. The shopkeeper was the most conflicted: she wanted sex most of all, since she had only been able to masturbate the night before, but she had to get back to running her store.
The debate ended when Linkette sat on the bed, spread her legs, and pulled her heaving balls up one handed.
The reaction was immediate. All three girls instantly began to fall over themselves racing for her exposed pussy, only one step below shoving each other out of the way. Malon was the most eager for it since she knew first hand what was on offer, but the shopkeeper was the closest; she threw her cock into Linkette's cunt and chest against Linkette's dick, slapping their bodies together in lusty fervor. She wrapped one arm around Linkette's towering cock, gripping it from behind and pulling it up against her face, where she made out with it like a desperate, horny teenager. She kissed, slurped, sucked and nibbled at it, giving more attention to Linkette's cock than she did her own. She bumped her pelvis against Linkette's inattentively, a fast and steady series of small motions that kept Linkette's ass jiggling in waves while the clerk put all her focus on the massive member sandwiched between them.
Linkette bit her lip as she watched this, softly moaning as she visually matched every act with every shivering tingle of pleasure that raced down her pole. But the point of it all was speed, to satisfy themselves and move on. So as much she loved being filled while her cock was hugged and kissed like a long lost lover, Linkette made the choice to buck her hips one, single time.
The shopkeeper stiffened, then went limp. She collapsed over Linkette as pleasure paralyzed her, her motor skills smashed beneath the weight of overpowering climax. Linkette kissed her nose as white hot cum started pouring into her.
Linkette played with her own cock while the orgasm ran itself through, softly bumping its head against the shopkeeper’s lips and occasionally tasting the inside of her own urethra. Finally the cum stopped following and the shopkeeper rolled off Linkette onto her back, eyes wide and blinking and cum-sheathed erection slowly wilting as she took deep, gulping breaths.
“That… that was the most amazing sex I've ever had…”
Linkette offered her a cat-like smirk. “That's what everyone says, hee hee!” She looked up then, finally noticing the noises coming from elsewhere in the room.
Seala was bent at the waist, ass presented for Malon to eagerly pound from behind. Seala’s eyes were rolling into the back of her head and tongue lolling in lusty pleasure. Malon's eyes were closed, lips split wide in a toothy grin and massive, milk-bloated tits heaving up and slapping down against her own body with every thrust.
Linkette hummed, mumbling “I guess she does last longer without me…” before glancing at the shopkeeper with a wink. “Hey, watch this…”
Linkette grabbed her own balls again, using both hands. The huge, cupped orbs overflowed from her hands, wider than her palms on every side. That simple action itself started the shopkeeper’s pussy dripping with arousal.
Linkette lifted her balls, once again revealing her pussy to the room. Malon and Seala’s heads instantly snapped to the side to stare at it.
Malon licked her lips, saying “ You're finished up already? Hells yes!”
She started to pull out, and Seala’s jaw dropped in indignation. “Hey! What about me?! I can't fuck her pussy, that's super unfair!”
Malon froze, expression blank. “Shit, I didn’t… um…” she looked up at Linkette. “What do we do? We can't just leave this slut--” she slapped Seala’s ass lovingly “--unsatisfied.”
Linkette sat up, resting her chin on her cock as she thought. “Ummm…” her face lit up with an idea. “Oh! Seala, come over here and lick my pussy!”
Seala and Malon blinked in surprise and confusion, sharing a glance with each other. Seala shrugged and removed herself from Malon’s cock, walking over as she said “I mean, you’ll never have to say that twice.” She kneeled down in front of Linkette’s cunt, pushed her balls out of the way, and slipped her tongue inside.
Her eyes widened in surprise and she pulled back, tongue piled with a thick layer of the shopkeeper’s cum. After the surprise passed, her lips twisted into a smile and her tongue retreated past them. After a few moments of swirling around her mouth she swallowed, sighed happily, and offered a sultry wink at the shopkeeper who had watched entranced. “You are delicious…” She licked her lips, leaving behind a slick coating of white.
The shopkeeper shuddered in arousal.
Seala’s grin widened, saying “That’s my girl, I’m definitely adding you to my list.” For now though, she turned back to Linkette and buried her face back under her tight, round scrotum again. She licked and slurped, and soon enough (damn near instantly) Linkette’s cunt was flowing with lubricating juices again.
“Mmmf, yes…” Linkette moaned, “now fill up your mouth, but don’t swallow it…” Seala hummed her compliance, drinking up as much as she could fit between her cheeks. When she was full she reluctantly pulled back, savoring the taste on her tongue with obvious delight.
“Alright,” Linkette said with mounting excitement, “now go suck Malon’s dick. Give her a nice, heavy coat of my juices.”
Malon was starting to get excited too, her ten inch cock bouncing with eager energy as Seala approached. Seala was very careful to slip Malon’s cock through her tightly sealed lips without spilling a single drop of pussy juice.
The second her tongue touched Malon's cock the farm girl's knees buckled, nearly collapsing into Seala. “Oohhh goddess this is better than sex!”
Seala giggled around the cock in her mouth, swishing Linkette's juice around and applying an even coating to every hot inch of penis. Malon's cock was long enough that several inches had to slide its way down into Seala’a throat to fit everything to the base past her lips. When it was thoroughly covered, Seala swallowed the remaining lubricant with Malon still in her mouth, pussy juice flowing past hard, throbbing meat while her flexing throat milked Malon's cock, and pulled away with the cock still dripping with excess fluids. 
“Malon?” Linkette asked. Malon pushed through the fog of pleasure and looked her way. “Slam her pussy.”
Obediently, instantly, Malon grabbed Seala from under her shoulders, heaved her onto her feet, and slammed her cock into her pussy standing up.
They both screamed on the spot, Seala’s eyes rolling back into her skull. It took only five thrusts before hot cum slapped against the ceiling of Malon's under-breasts and rained down on their stomachs, Seala shooting her load in instant orgasm as she came with pussy and dick.
It quickly became clear that Malon was cumming as well. Seala’s stomach began to grow, womb bulging out a full two inches in fast, long pumps over the course of five minutes.
Malon and Seala slowly lowered themselves to the floor, Malon's tits mashing against and overflowing Seala’s while they sucked each others tongues. 
Linkette approached after a few minutes of watching with a satisfied grin, separating the two by gently inserting her throbbing cock between their kissing faces. They started trailing their kisses up its length, over furnace-hot skin and finger-width veins. Her cock smelled richly of sex, of the cum that covered them all, of her own pussy juice which she'd sheathed herself with inside Seala’s throat the night before.
Linkette stopped them with a soft laugh once they reached her crotch and started licking and sucking on her balls, which were each half the size of their faces.
“Okay you two, that's enough of that!” she chided, gently pushing them away. “It wouldn't do for you to get horny again, we have things to do!”
Seala rolled her eyes, scoffing.  “Forget things, we're doing people!”
The sex shop clerk paused in the middle of toweling cum from her body, shooting her an arched-brow look. “Hey, what's wrong with fucking ‘things?!’”
 
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The sex shop had a glorious shower.
All four women fit inside it with plenty of room for comfort. Of course, “comfort” is subjective; they all would have been perfectly comfortable being literally inside one another, much less pressed up body to naked body.
So in truth, the shower was bigger than cramped but too small for “personal space.” All four of them could have showered without touching each other if they tried, except for one large, throbbing, aching thing: Linkette's enormous cock. 
Linkette stood in one corner, her cock bobbed in the other. Plump, curvaceous asses surrounded it on every side, touching it, tickling it with feather-light brushes as Malon shifted stance or bumping it roughly as Seala leaned forwards to scrub her thighs clean.
They were all unique, distinctive asses. Malon’s was strong and shapely, sculpted from the same strong muscles of her back and arms by a lifetime of hard ranch work and an adulthood of hard fucking. Seala’s ass was lithe and athletic, a runner’s body that could bounce on a cock for hours on end without tiring. Finally, the shopkeeper’s ass was the biggest and softest of the three, massive malleable pillows that cushioned her muscles and bones from the hard surface of her chair for hours on end, day after day as she watched over her shop. Her cheeks wobbled and swayed with every motion, so voluminous that she alone accounted for at least half the small brushes of contact against Linkette's cock. 
They tried to ignore it at first, all focused on cleaning up, getting out, moving on to the rest of the festival. But the small tiled chamber did nothing but trap the smell of sex, boxing them in with the ever-strengthening musk of Linkette's cock. The smell of sweat, cum, and pussy was overpowering from the very moment they stepped inside. 
One cheek too many pressed against her log, and Linkette let out a soft moan. Her pussy began to water, its scent combining with her cock’s. A single whiff of this potent mixture was all it took for every last one of them to turn rock hard.
Seala, on the cock’s right side, thrust her ass backwards against Linkette's girth, shoving it up against Malon on the other side. Seala mphed and Malon yelped, their cheeks sandwiching it between them.
Seala went to work, rubbing her ass up and down it's length. Linkette fell into a lean against the corner wall, moaning as flesh slid over flesh. Malon watched over her shoulder, biting her lip nervously; the idea of taking dick instead of giving it was dangerous to her, boarding the line of sin.
But that's when the shopkeeper, with Linkette's cockhead pressing against her back, joined in. She thrust her huge meaty ass back till it slapped against the others’, waves of jiggling motion rolling up and down its volume, forcing Linkette's cock to stand straight up between them all. It slid in between the ass-cleavage of all three, and rubbed against their pussies.
Malon's will shattered as the enormous log radiated heat directly into her cunt, pressing against her folds and sending shocks of pleasure racing through her body. She began to move in unison with the others, sliding her ass up and down its length.
Every throbbing pulse and bulging vein that slid against her cunt sent waves of ecstasy through Malon's body, an entirely new kind of pleasure that she'd never felt before, not since her consummation of adulthood by the high priestess. 
Linkette moaned and gasped, desperately rubbing her cockhead while the girls pleasured her shaft. Juices mixed with shower water streamed down her legs and into the drain, and her eyes were squeezed shut in frustrated need.
The shopkeeper twisted around, facing Linkette as she dropped to her knees. She pulled Linkette's cock down to her, slathering it with kisses, pulling down her foreskin and dragging her tongue across its steamy insides. 
Seala chuckled, glancing over her shoulder as she continued to rub her cunt across the cock the shopkeeper worshipped. “Wow, I've never seen a Nayruite go so whorish for a cock before…”
The shopkeeper shot her a weary glare, like she had heard far too much of that in her life. “We're designed to be aroused by every part of the Hylian body. Just cause I can't ride a cock yet doesn't mean they're ugly. Especially a huge, beautiful monster like this one! Gods, I want it so bad.”
“So do I…” Linkette moaned, back pressed against the wall. Her eyes were closed and she was panting hard, overwhelmed by the shopkeeper’s ministrations. “I need… I need to stick it in someone! I can't take it anymore! SOMEONE LET ME FUCK THEM!”
A gentle nudge from Seala pushed the shopkeeper out of the way, the Farorian slut sidling up in front of Linkette with her ass pointed up at her. “Do it. Fuck me.”
Linkette's breath hitched, her body going still as she stared down at Seala’s spread pussy. Its pink folds were moist and steaming, dripping in anticipation of being filled and stretched. From Linkette's perspective, her small plump balls hung down behind Seala’s taint like a wrinkled curtain holding cute, appetizing grapes. 
Linkette was slow to act, despite how desperately she needed what she was about to do. She was savoring the moment, appreciating the fact that now, at last, the endless aching need would be satisfied. 
Linkette reached down, grasping the firm width of her cock from above. Her fingers hung over the sides, barely able to encircle half its girth. She held it firmly, squeezing, feeling the flush of helpless pleasure race through her shaft and smiling that it wouldn't be helpless any longer. 
She leaned forward and pushed down, pressing her huge, fist-sized cockhead against the whole face of Seala’s steaming cunt. Both moaned in pleasure, the moisture and warmth of each other intoxicating. Linkette rubbed herself against her, her enormous cockhead bumping up against the entirety of Seala’s cunt all at once. Linkette pushed, and Seala moaned, and they pleasured themselves with each other for several long moments but she made no progress sliding in. 
Fortunately, Linkette had spent the last several days coming to terms with one simple fact: she was not normal. It was more than just having a huge dick and heaving, weighty breasts; something inside her was profoundly different than everyone else. Something mysterious, something magical. 
Linkette didn't know what it was, but she was learning more and more about what it did. That's why she wasn't discouraged that she couldn't fit in Seala, that her cock was too fat and girthy to squeeze its way into Seala’s tight, narrow pussy. She had overcome that difficulty once already. She simply stopped, leaned all the way forward, and pushed her cock down till she had it trapped between her legs.
Seala looked over her shoulder, upset that Linkette's cock had been taken away. She didn't get a word in before she saw that Linkette's flowing pussy juices were trickling down over the dangling boulders of her taut balls and across the mammoth length of her cock, Linkette's hands rubbing up and down it to spread the mystical lubricant evenly across its girth.
That made Seala excited, and the masturbating shopkeeper cum. Thick white ropes splashed against Linkette's tits from the side, beading down her hanging udders and dripping off the diamond-hard nubs of her nipples.
With the lust of her cock satisfied, the shopkeeper turned to satisfying her lust for cock by dropping to her knees in front of Malon and slipping the milk maid’s thick ten inches past soft, supple lips into the hot moisture of her mouth.
By the time the blowjob really got into motion Linkette's cock was lathered up and dripping in her pussy juices. She released her legs, allowing her cock to swing up freely and smack in between her tits. She let it stay there for a moment, enjoying as her hanging breasts gently caressed it with their soft swaying motion, before standing up straight and taking a nervous, eager breath.
Seala was there, waiting, begging to be stuffed full with enormous fairy-girl cock, her ass in the air and wriggling in welcome. After all this time, Linkette would finally get to feel pussy. With tender care Linkette grasped the thick center of her shaft, its surface so slick she could hardly keep hold of it.
Once again she pressed her fat, wide cockhead across the whole face of Seala’s pussy, rubbing it up and down its wet surface. Linkette's knees wobbled as they both moaned, staying that way for several pleasurable seconds while Linkette worked up the nerves to take the plunge.
She was ready. She pushed forward, pressing herself against Seala. Her urethra was almost as wide as the pussy it was pressed against, but the harder she pushed the more it stretched, widening around her, letting in more and more if her spongy cockhead with every moment while Seala gasped and moaned and then, finally, screamed.
Malon and the shopkeeper stopped, halting everything to witness in awe. Malon watched from above and behind, watched as the shaft of pale pink flesh a full third the width of Seala’s ass slowly forced its way inside, spreading her pussy so wide it was hard to say if Seala’s ass was eating Linkette’s cock or Linkette's cock was devouring her ass. She pushed her way in, sliding slowly deeper inch by inch, her head bowed and eyes closed and her mouth open in an ongoing expression of immense pleasure and relief. 
The shopkeeper watched from below, watched as Seala’s flesh bulged out from the inside. A fat knot of throbbing, pulsing hardness appeared beneath her crotch. It snaked forward, inch by inch, deeper into her guts as Linkette’s hips closed the vast distance between them. Seala moaned deeply when Linkette first penetrated her, gasped hotly as she was stretched wider and longer. She remained bent at the waist, her hands splayed across the shower wall. Her eyes were screwed tight in strain and effort, but she was moaning like a whore in heat. 
Linkette pushed forward but her progress started to slow. She let go of her cock and grasped Seala by the waist with both hands, using the curves of her hips as handholds to drag herself deeper inside. The shopkeeper reached out with a reverent hand and stroked the four-inch long bulge stretching up towards Seala’s belly button. Linkette moaned and the bulge bucked and throbbed, stimulated by her touch despite the condom that was Seala’s body between them.
The very moment her cock slid inside Linkette's mind exploded in blinding pleasure, drowning in the sensations of her entire head slipping into the tight, squeezing embrace of Seala's cunt. Linkette could feel the walls of her pussy stretching, straining to hold her, and a single soft clench by Seala was all it took for Linkette's knees to collapse forward, screaming her head off in ecstasy as she fell deeper into Seala's cunt.
It was the greatest pleasure she'd ever felt in her life, greater than Malon's cock fucking her, greater than Seala's throat closed around her log as she pounded it relentlessly. Her thoughts went white, blank, experiencing only the moment, feeling nothing except the full half of her twenty four inch cock filling that slut’s hole like it had never been filled before.
Reality came back to her slowly, but the glow of sex was shattered in an instant.
“Oh gods, fuck! Stop, stop! Shit, it hurts! It hurts it hurts it hurts! It's too much! FUCK!”
Linkette didn't realize what was happening at first, until it hit her with a tidal wave of horror and dread. She threw herself back, slamming against the shower wall, cock yanked free with a wet pop!, springing up into the air and bouncing back down to slap Seala in the ass. Both girls collapsed to the tiled floor, Linkette's legs folding under her wide ass while Seala dropped to her knees.
Seala rested against the wall, panting like she'd run a mile and her pussy stretched and gaping, while Linkette writhed in agony behind her, her balls pounding with ache and need and her cock visibly pulsing in size, larger and smaller, veins throbbing and angry.
The shopkeeper watched them from her knees in front of Malon, Malon gazing down at them from her place leaning against the wall. Both were nervous, concerned, and unsure who to be more worried over. “What… happened?” Malon asked slowly.
Seala pressed her forehead against the tile, letting the warm shower water run over her head. “That was… her cock is…” she shook her head and focused. “When she put her head in me it was… agony, but also better than anything I've ever felt. The pleasure so outweighed the pain. But, but the deeper she went the more it hurt and then the whole thing went in and I--”
Linkette hummed a no. When Seala turned to look over her shoulder, Linkette's eyes were filled with heartbreaking sadness and defeat. She reached up to her cock, towering and thick between them, and traced a line on its surface little less than halfway down from the tip. “I only got this far.”
Seala paled, jaw quivering in fear. “Farore help me… tha-that would kill me!”
Linkette slumped against the wall, drained as Saria’s face flashed through her mind, contorted in pain. “Yeah.” Linkette breathed in a whisper. “I think it would.”
 
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Malon was worried about Linkette.
They were walking the streets of the festival, surrounded by wondrous events and carnal delights, but Linkette wouldn't look at any of it. She only looked down, eyes unfocused and staring through the bobbing length of her penis.
And her penis! That was a cause for worry too. It had always been impossibly massive, but it had also always been alluring and arousing. Now it was… frightening.
It was bigger, somehow, an added fraction of her normal size that added a few inches to its length. It's finger-thick veins were even more pronounced, bulging from the skin of her cock which was flushed a soft, but angry red. All in all it looked like a raging monster that had gotten a taste of its desire, and now thrashed and roared in fury at it being snatched away.
The remainder of their shower had been a quick, quiet, and awkward thing. They cleaned and dressed and said goodbye to the shopkeeper, whose name they finally learned was Tara, with Linkette halfheartedly agreeing to her request to come back and visit again.
Seala was still with them, walking with a twinge and a grimace behind Linkette and on the other side of Malon, as far away from that angry two foot cock as she could reasonably get. 
Malon finally got too worried to keep quiet. “Hey Fairy Girl, are you alright?”
Linkette took a deep breath and heaved a great, long sigh. Shaking her head, she said “No. I'm not. I… I've been after one. thing. since leaving the forest, and I just… I just found out I can never have it. Not without hurting people. How is that supposed to make me feel? I'm going to be hard for the rest of my life and never feel relief! Could you imagine never getting to cum, forever?!”
They had stopped walking and now Malon and Seala were quiet, unsure how to respond. 
“Fairy Girl, I- I'm so sor--”
“And that’s not even all of it!” Linkette interrupted, eyes off to the side as she grew more manic, more upset. “I’m not only going to stay hard forever! I’m not only going to stay HUGE! I’m going to get bigger. You saw what happened yesterday. My pussy drank gallon after gallon of cum, and I don’t know how, but it went to my balls. They grew. The more cum I absorb, the bigger I’m going to get! When will it end?! If ever?! Years down the road, am I even going to be able to move or will my massive fucking balls root me in one spot, because they’re dragging on the ground?! Riding cocks is my only comfort now, and in the end, it’s only going to make me more uncomfortable! What kind of cursed life is that?!”
Malon and Seala couldn’t hide their looks of horror. They hadn’t even thought of that, couldn’t even imagine having to face that kind of future. Without a word they closed in and hugged Linkette, Seala’s sympathy overcoming her newly-found fear of Linkette’s cock. They embraced for several minutes while Linkette silently spilled tears onto their shoulders.
The massive roar of a huge crowd in wild applause echoed through the streets, startling them apart. They looked around in surprise and confusion, but after the initial shock Malon's eyes snapped wide open and an infectious grin of excitement filled her face. She snatched Linkette by the arms and exclaimed “The Princess! Of course, Linkette, there’s hope! Zelda is the greatest mage in all of Hyrule, especially when it involves sex! If there's anyone in the world who can help, it's her!”
Linkette felt a flicker of hope in her chest, and dared to entertain it. “Do you… do you really think she'll help me?”
“Of course! Now come on, let's run!”
Running was an awkward thing for them, with Linkette and Malon having to manually restrain their respectively large and titanic breasts to keep them from flopping everywhere as they sprinted to Castle Town’s central plaza. Linkette's huge cock and balls also bounced harshly with every step in ways that should have been very painful, but evidently weren't.
The plaza was packed full of people, overflowing into the sidestreets. Malon led the charge, forcing their way in through the crowd. Some women turned and saw Linkette’s cock, still so furious and large, and took a fearful step back. Others turned and saw it, so raw and powerful, and took a lusty step forward, only to be forcefully warned away by Seala.
The moment Malon stepped into the ring of the town’s central plaza, she felt a sensation she’d only experienced a handful of times before. Pure lust, a tingling excitement beginning in her cavernous chest and reverberating out through the rest of her body, a mix of potent desire and an injection of energy to act on it. Simply standing in that aura was better than most sex, her cock straining against the folds of her dress and beading slick liquid through its fabric, in the exact same way her nipples were doing in her shirt.
She couldn’t see the Princess yet. The crowd was too thick. But the closer they got the more potent the Princess’ aura became, the more affected the crowd was. Halfway in, women were grinding against each other through their clothes. A little further, cocks were freed of clothing and receiving mutual handjobs from the audience. A little further still and half the crowd was on its knees in front of the other half, deep throating Hylian meat as they furiously jacked themselves off.
In the final group beyond that, everyone was on the ground engaged in ravenous, desperate, and joyous sex. It was when they broke into this final group that Malon finally was blessed with something she had only experienced once before in her life: the full and unimpeded sight of Princess Zelda Nohansen Hyrule. Cum dribbled down the inside of her dress as she watched.
The Princess was on a raised platform in the center of the plaza, dressed in regal attire that sheathed her torso in rich purple which covered her breasts, while displaying deep lines of luscious cleavage. Her legs were enclosed by the folds of a pure white dress that circled all around her legs from front to back, but was left open where her gigantic cock sprouted from her groin and leaving a tall window through which she could see her pale, shapely legs.
That cock was currently buried to the hilt in the fortunate cunt of some honored woman, someone who had performed a great service to Hyrule in the past year and was being recognized with the Kingdom’s highest honor and greatest pleasure. A pleasure so great that her head lulled loosely on her shoulders, eyes rolled back into her skull as she wore a smile of incomprehensible ecstasy that strained to reach the corners of her face. 
That woman’s stomach was bulging with every thrust of the royal cock, giving a hint at its unbelievable size. As Malon watched, Zelda threw her face to the sky with a soft smile of pure delight and the honored woman screamed with unparalleled pleasure as her stomach began to grow.
Malon was amazed as she watched; in a matter of seconds, flat silky skin turned to the soft bulge of a filling meal, grew to the pronounced bump of a second-term pregnancy, expanded to a rounded orb of full term triplets, and then grew even more to a size that defied comparison. Each of these stages was accomplished in single spurts of Zelda’s cock, carrying unthinkable volumes of thick, hot, slushing cum with every pump.
When Zelda finally came down from her orgasm, finally stopped cumming into that thrice-damned lucky woman, her womb was a mountainous orb larger than the entire rest of her body.
That image sparked recognition in Malon’s mind, and she turned to her left to see Linkette, eyes rapt on the Princess and a heavy stream of precum flowing from the mouth of her cock.
 
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“Unf,” Zelda grunted, giving the woman one final thrust as the last trickle of cum poured from her cock. “Trickle” being subjective, as that volume would have been worth two days of meals if eaten as food.
She patted the woman's belly, rubbing it lovingly. She was the second of a pair: the first a warrior, who had defended a village against a large horde of stalfos. This one was her sister, an inventor who created the auto-reloading crossbow that won the battle. 
Zelda was on her fourth climax of the day. Her balls were heavy, the size of small watermelons, and her lust was beginning to impair her mind. This was the tipping point between Zelda, Princess of Hyrule and sovereign of the land and Zelda, bearer of the Triforce of Vitality and slave to her own desire. It was always a pleasurable transition. That's what made it frightening.
Zelda extracted herself from the inventor, as slowly and pleasurably as she could for the both of them. Her skin slid smoothly and tightly from her folds for many long beats before pulling free entirely. Zelda accepted a “large” golden dildo from the petite blue-haired Cynthia, who was her assistant for the day, and shoved it deep inside the inventor’s pussy. Zelda's cum was trapped inside now, and would slowly be absorbed into the woman over the course of the coming year, improving her in every way. Her bulging womb would also be a badge of honor during that time.
Zelda's cock was enlarged from its already incredible length. She lifted it up, pulling it close to her body. The crowd always loved when she did that, and cheered as expected; it's girth was just a few inches shy of her torso, and so long that it extended up past her breasts to her chin.
That's when she became aware of the nagging sense that had been prodding at the back of her mind since before she had begun to cum. It was lust and arousal, but sharp and potent, unlike the dull but massive and overwhelming horniness that flooded into her from the Triforce of Vitality.
This lust didn't just have presence. It had direction as well.
Zelda turned in that direction and instantly locked eyes with a girl. Younger than her by a few years, but so overwhelmingly sexual the difference could hardly be noted. Her eyes were deep and sparkling blue, her hair light golden blonde and braided all the way down her back. Her breasts were huge, twice the size of Zelda's own ample bosom (though still dwarfed by Impa) and barely contained by an amateurishly patched together green tunic like the style of the Deku Tree’s Kokiri children. Her nipples were not especially large, but were so hard and pronounced that they clearly stuck out from the face of her tits, ignoring the tunic’s attempts to conceal them.
Her breasts were wide and her waist was thin, drawing the eyes down her body to where her hips flared out in a perfect hourglass figure and her--
And her cock…
The girl’s penis was- was glorious! It was long, it was wide, it’s meaty girth throbbed with desire for release, and precum was pooling on the ground beneath the head of her cock, which drooled it in a thick waterfall. No one else’s penis did that. No one’s, except Zelda herself.
That girl’s cock wasn’t just large. It was the largest. Zelda knew that that girl’s penis was even bigger than her own, before the Triforce of Vitality had its effects on her. Zelda had never so much as noticed another Hylian’s cock before. She had never found another penis sexy or arousing. Yet now, for the very first time in her life, from the moment her eyes landed on that god-like phallus, Zelda’s pussy was flowing with sexual fluids.
The crowd gasped. Zelda wondered why, for a moment, before realizing that she had stepped off her dais into the crowd. The people parted before her, but Zelda had no attention to spare on them. She had eyes only for the girl, walking directly for her without the slightest thoughts to her movement.
Her pussy was soaking wet. She’d never felt that particular kind of lust before, a clawing need that begged for it to be filled. But she was so strictly trained on the rules of Nayru, and so accustomed to using her cock, that to do so never truly entered her mind.
The girl closed the last few steps between them, rushing forward with desperate need that Zelda matched pound for pound, each throwing their bodies into the other. Zelda’s enormous, Triforce-expanded penis jutted off to the side while the girl’s was mashed straight up in between their bodies, its head burying into the combined cleavage of all four breasts as each woman’s tits rubbed and pressed against their opposite number. 
Their mouths collided with husky breath and moaning satisfaction, lips locking and tongues exploring unfamiliar teeth. Zelda squeezed the girl’s thick, plump ass with both hands while the girl rubbed Zelda’s pussy and caressed the wayward cockhead throbbing to their side.
By some unspoken signal they both shifted, the girl’s hands moving to grope and squeeze Zelda’s tits while Zelda’s hands came inwards, rubbing up and down the girl’s mammoth cock with furious speed. Her precum gushed from the upright head, soaking both their bodies, making Zelda’s motions slick and speedy. An exploratory motion down across the girl’s huge balls found her pussy just beyond it, dry and uncraving. Zelda had never been around a woman whose pussy wasn’t drenched with desire for her to fill it. But, she'd never been horny without her own cock drooling gallons of lubrication either. Even as she and the girl continued to grope, kiss, and caress every sensual place on each other’s bodies, the only fluids on Zelda’s dick were those left over from filling the inventor. 
The girl never pulled away but she did turn around, presenting her ass to the Princess and reaching one hand through her legs, past her balls to spread her pussy with her fingers. Zelda needed no further invitation.
Grabbing her own trunk of a cock, her fingers sinking into a half-inch thick layer of her own viscous, jelly-like cum stuck to its sides, she pulled back several steps, lowering her cock towards the girl’s pussy, and ran forward.
She impaled the girl on her cock, driving herself in all the way to the hilt. Her melon-sized balls slapped against the back of the girl’s legs, and Zelda’s mind exploded into empty, white bliss.
 
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A shockwave of golden power blasted outward from Linkette and Zelda, the expanding ring launching the crowd in every direction. The magic wave crashed against the buildings ringing the plaza with a deafening boom as wood cracked and glass shattered, drowning out screams of fear even as the flimsier structures tilted and leaned dangerously.
Malon hit the ground and rolled, tumbling several yards before slowing to a halt. She laid still for a moment before groaning and pushing herself up to her elbows. She raised her head and gasped when she saw Linkette and Zelda.
They stood utterly still, Linkette bent at the waist and Zelda sheathed in her pussy, neither thrusting nor bumping nor moving in any way. Zelda held Linkette by the wrists, pulling her back against her crotch while Linkette’s cock belched dozens and dozens of gallons of precum with every pump, throwing it clear across the plaza to splash against the stone buildings there and fall down, flooding into the street and dousing the people scattered there. They were so drenched in precum, their bodies and the ground made so slick by it, that it was impossible to do more than flop around and fail to rise even to their knees.
Both Linkette and Zelda had their eyes and mouths wide open, screaming silently with otherworldly pleasure like Malon couldn’t begin to comprehend, and they were glowing. Golden light so bright it was painful to even look near poured forth from their eyes and mouths, showing that something supernatural was taking place. It was then that Malon saw Linkette’s stomach growing, filling out like that earlier woman’s had but so much faster, eating up inches in seconds and accelerating with every moment. Her growing belly pressed down against her cock, pushing it down towards the ground so that precum shot into the pavement at their feet and splashed up forcefully across the underside of her body.
 Her stomach swelled down and hit the ground in the time it took to think goddess, then grew out from there until it swept her feet from under her, forcing her cock back behind her and supporting her like an enormous fleshy pillow. 
Zelda slipped on the pool of precum when Linkette's womb grew into the front of her legs. She fell fully into Linkette, lap to her ass, tits mashing into her back. Her arms wrapped under Linkette's armpits and grasped her tits from behind, squeezing with mindless pleasure. Linkette's belly continued to grow underneath them, Zelda's cock flooding her cunt with an endless high-pressure jet of cum, more of it every second.
Before a minute had even passed they were five feet off the ground on the colossal mountain of Linkette's round belly, skin drawn as tight as a drum and growing out, into the plaza, covering up ground with alarming speed.
Malon realized with mounting terror that if Zelda came with the volume of a goddess, and Linkette multiplied every orgasm that filled her…
Goddess help us! 
“Run!” Malon cried out to Seala, “We need to run!” 
She grabbed Seala by the arm and turned to do that, but stopped short instantly at the sight of the panicked crowd pushing and shoving and going nowhere, bottlenecked at the exits of the plaza. 
Malon’s mind raced, searching for any way out, anywhere to go. Her eyes fell on the swelling flesh of Linkette's womb, and she had a desperate idea. 
“Come on!” she cried, and yanked Seala with her back in, toward the center of the plaza. 
“What are you doing you crazy bitch!?!” Seala cried, fighting against Malon’s grip. She tore herself free, backpedaling away several steps. 
Malon stopped, turning back, but she could see in Seala’s eyes she wouldn't go another step closer.
Malon swore, and kept running. 
She reached the edge of Linkette's expanding belly and was terrified by how tall it was, and how much bigger she was getting. It was already taller than her, flattened out like a thick disk from its own weight. Malon steeled her nerves and jumped onto the side of Linkette’s womb. 
It was smooth and rigid, under intense pressure from the cum Malon could feel roaring around on the inside. Malon clawed her way up the side of the belly, the climb easier the further she went and the more it flattened out until eventually she was able to stand. 
She ran for the center of the fleshy ball, her enormous tits heaving and surging with every desperate lunge that carried her towards Linkette and Zelda. Their eyes and mouths were still glowing gold, the Princess’ thighs pressed tight against Linkette’s plushy ass. 
“Stop!” Malon yelled, waving her arms as she ran. “Stop it! You're growing too much, you're going to crush everyone in the plaza!”
They didn't react at all. They were frozen like statues, the only sign of life the continual swelling of Linkette’s womb and their wobbling flesh shuddering from the constant bucking of Zelda’s cock as it filled her. 
Malon slammed into them shoulder first, trying to dislodge the Princess. Malon bounced off as if she’d hit a wall, tumbling head over heel across the surface of Linkette's taut skin. She got to her feet and rushed in again, grabbing the Princess round her waist from behind and pulling with all her farm-worker might, straining and cursing, veins popping from the iron bands of her arms. Zelda’s cock didn't withdraw so much as an inch. 
Malon moved around in front, shoving Zelda’s shoulders away from Linkette’s back. Her cock remained buried in the folds of that magic cunt, unyielding, even as Malon planted her feet square in the middle of Linkette's back and shoved with her entire body, with the strength of her back built over an adulthood of carrying the overwhelming weight of such massive breasts. 
After nearly a minute of exertion Malon collapsed between them, gasping for breath. She pushed herself up then froze, eyes going wide as they fell on Linkette. 
The Fairy Girl's breasts were swelling as fast as her womb, on the same terrifying, god-like scale. They shredded her tunic to pieces, popping away at its amateurish seems and scattering the fabric to the wind as if it weren't even there, as if there had never been any obstacle to their growth. 
 They grew down with the speed of pouring water and slapped against her belly before swelling out over the surface of her bubbling, inflating womb. Nipples that moments before had been cute little buttons were rapidly turning into behemoth mounds of pink flesh pointing into the sky atop quivering pale mountains. 
Malon heard the sound of skin sliding over skin, not just from Linkette’s breasts but from behind her as well. She turned with a feeling of dread, her hand sinking into the soft cushion of Zelda’s hip as she pulled herself over and peered around the lust-stricken Princess. 
Zelda’s balls were growing at the same rate. They dropped like weights between her legs, inflating outward as they did. Her thighs were pushed apart by the width of her balls, legs bowing out. If she weren't already laying crotch-to-ass atop Linkette it would have quickly become impossible to stand. Then the swelling spheres grew out behind her, eclipsing her ass in moments and burying Linkette’s log of a cock splayed out behind her across the surface of her womb. 
Malon could feel the cum churning inside those Hylian-sized testicles, without even touching them. They hummed with power and tension, producing semen at such an otherworldly rate that even the catastrophic ejaculation inflating Linkette to fill the entire plaza wasn't draining them fast enough. And in the time it took to think that, they had already doubled in size. 
 There was no pumping or pulsing, just a continuous, unending outpouring of cum from Zelda’s ever-expanding cock into Linkette’s infinitely-accommodating womb. Zelda’s balls were growing, swelling out between her legs, forcing them wide apart as they quickly grew larger than her body, sliding down the length of Linkette’s belly and growing outwards and upwards, in mere moments enlarging so huge that the entire rest of her body could have fit inside a single testicle. They hung down the side of Linkette’s womb, smooth and heavy and broiling with unspent cum bubbling up from an infinite well.
Linkette shifted under Malon, a slight twitch, and her tits erupted with great steaming geysers of milk that shot a dozen feet in the air and splashed against the drum-tight surface of herself.
Malon extracted herself from between them and Zelda and immediately collapsed back against Linkette, tits to back and cock in cunt as if Malon had never been there at all. 
She was limp, staring at them. Not her cock, which had been swollen and aroused since first spotting Zelda and had only grown harder while wrestling the gorgeous, naked, glowing monsters, but her body. 
She was hopeless. Defeated. She hadn't been able to do anything before and certainly wouldn't be able to now. Just one of Linkette’s breasts, a single testicle from Zelda, had to weigh in the tons already. How could she possibly save the city from that? What could she do? 
Malon sank to her knees in a slump and just… watched them. She couldn't even begin to understand the ecstasy they were experiencing. She had thought ramming her cock in Linkette’s pussy had been the greatest pleasure possible, but Princess Zelda? She probably felt that same level of pleasure just from her own cock, that was her baseline. How much more would it be when combined with the greatest pussy on the face of Hyrule? 
Screams of terror rose in volume from the edges of the plaza. Linkette’s womb had almost inflated enough to fill the entire public space. Another minute, another half minute, and people would be crushed beneath its ever-expanding mass.
A flash of motion caught Malon’s eye. She looked up, in the sky, where a dark spot was soaring towards her from the top of the roofs surrounding the plaza. 
It landed on the taut but spongy surface of Linkette’s womb. It was a Sheikah woman, with long white hair and a single lengthy braid in the front. Tightly bound breasts that put Malon’s Ma to shame hung from her chest. She moved like a shadow, but with the speed of lightning. In a moment she was there beside Malon, sparing her only an appraising glance as she rushed towards the Princess and Linkette. 
 Golden lines wove through the air, chasing after her hands as she twirled a complicated ritual motion, flowing fluidly into a strike that punched the Princess square between her breasts. The Princess didn’t move at all, but continued to stare straight down at Linkette’s naked back.
The Sheikah woman didn’t let up but continued to push in, her entire body leaning further and further into the strike while her other arm twisted downwards and came in towards her body, bright golden runes growing in intensity with every moment. The Sheikah grimaced, reached up to the tightly woven cloth binding her breasts, and ripped it away.
Her tits exploded outwards, in the blink of an eye growing from incredibly large to impossibly titanic, her soft and tawny globes dropping down beneath her waist and shoving forcefully against Zelda’s face.
There was a bright flash and all of that beautiful, massive breast flesh evaporated in an instant, vanishing from existence, and in the next moment Zelda was flying, shooting back through the air towards her castle with limbs flung out trailing behind her and her cock, her unearthly, colossal cock still sliding out of Linkette’s pussy even as her body flew a hundred yards away, two hundred, five hundred. Her cock was a never ending pole thicker than whole houses that just kept going and going and going, sliding out of Linkette’s pussy with wet slickness and incredible speed but just not ending. Finally, with Zelda’s body having flown almost the entire mile between her city and her palace, her absurdly large cock head slipped out of Linkette’s cunt. Zelda hit the ground at the foot of her palace, landing on her huge, pillowy balls.
She went rigid, the glow vanishing from her eyes as her limbs went stiff and a throb shot out along the base of her cock, traveling as a wave up and up and up and up its never-ending length, straightening the arch it was making until the head snapped up to face the heavens, her entire length hard and straight, and erupted with a cataclysmic explosion of cum.
Heavy white cream shot up into the atmosphere, impregnating clouds. Zelda expelled entire lakes worth of cum with every passing second, that pulse of minor orgasm stretching on for entire minutes.
The Sheikah’s eyes narrowed as she watched that flying ejection of semen. She took one hand and thrust it behind her, plunging it elbow-deep into Linkette’s cunt while the other hand traced complicated sigils in the air. She thrust that tangled web of floating, glowing lines and runes up into the air and it expanded into a sprawling dome that spread over all of Castle Town. Linkette’s womb, which had nearly filled up the entire massive city plaza, visibly shrunk as the dome grew.
Malon saw why moments later as Zelda’s cum came raining back down on the city, crashing against the Sheikah’s shield and splashing outwards in all directions with a howling, monstrous roar that shook the earth and visibly blurred the air. The thick stream of cum that came raining down was larger than entire city blocks, and billowing white fluids flowed everywhere across the landscape surrounding the city, overflowing the river and flooding Hyrule field for miles around.
The Princess’ ejaculation didn’t end for a long time, but only a tiny part of its total volume fell on Castle Town. The momentum of her throbbing cock carried it back farther until it was straight up, then tilting back towards the castle. Zelda’s cock crashed against one of her palace’s many towers, eclipsing it with her monumental length, crushing bricks and demolishing most of its face. But the tower didn’t crumble entirely, instead supporting the otherworldly size of her penis as it pierced the sky and fucked the clouds.
The Sheikah had her eyes trained on that royal phallus, arm still plunged in Linkette’s pussy while the other continued to weave spells. Lines of magic power began to appear on Zelda’s cock in the distance, starting at the base and slowly weaving their way up her length until it enclosed her head.
Then Linkette’s plaza-sized womb began to shrink again, getting smaller and smaller in time with Zelda’s cock, which was also shrinking down. In a matter of minutes Zelda’s penis was invisible from the city, and Linkette’s womb had been reduced to about twice the size of her body, small enough that Malon was suddenly, intimately close with the Sheikah woman atop it. 
The city fell silent, in awe. 
The crisis seemed to be over. Low voices began to murmur as people picked themselves up, checking for injury and asking just what the hell had happened. Women on the far side of the plaza were still mired in a wading pool of Linkette's precum that robbed them of all traction.
The Sheikah woman stood over Linkette, looking down at her deep in thought. Malon swallowed the lump in her throat. She was in shock, her mind scattered, her thoughts strange and unfocused. In that state, the only thoughts she could think were where did her breasts go? and I’m sad that they’re gone.
After a minute, Malon recovered some of her wits and focused them on more pressing concerns than vanishing tits. Her Fairy Girl was passed out on her side, her grossly distended stomach flopped out on the pavement before her. A slow trickle of precum still oozed from her dick, and her face was touched by a soft, contented smile.
“What happened?” Malon asked the Sheikah, her voice weary and unsure. 
The older woman turned, quickly assessing her with the eyes of a professional assassin. Those eyes lingered briefly on Malon’s breasts, which sent unexplained tingles through her body, before she nodded her apparent approval.
“It would appear to me…” she said in the deep, full-bodied voice of a mature woman, “that we have found the Triforce of Cultivation.”
 
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