If there was one thing about Link's adventures, he spent an inordinate amount of time running from one side of the lands to the other. On a good day, he had Epona. Otherwise, it was him on his feet.
It also meant that it took only a short period of time before he was approaching the battle. The smell of lightning and fire hung thick in the air. It stung the back of his throat and itched his nostrils. The smell reminded him of the fight only a few days ago, when he had been defeated. Blinking past the stinging in his eyes, he peered around and tried to orient himself.
Ganondorf's blows were impossible to miss, they hammered against the creature who loomed a short distance away. The ground shook. Flames and ripples of power radiated from every impact. But, for all of the violence and power, he was no closer to defeating the beast than before.
Up close, the forest boss was a spider-like creature with thick, armored legs and a heavily scratched metallic carapace along its belly. Ganondorf's blade had gouged it but never pierced the thick armor. Green fluids bubbled out of its maw as it roared and lashed out at its attacker.
A whimper caught Link's attention. He stepped to the side and cocked his head, his ears twitching. Between Ganondorf's blows, he caught another hint of whimpering. It sounded like a little child.
Cautious, he inched forward and peered into every crack and patch of grass.
It was a little bokoblin girl, about six years old. She was sobbing, tears running down her blue cheeks as she clutched a little stuffed bear. Her arm was bloody from where something sliced into it; Link couldn't tell if it was a weapon or a rock that had injured her but he didn't think it was life-threatening.
The forest boss roared as it stepped back. The impact with the ground shook it violently around Link and the bokoblin.
The little girl screamed and cringed harder.
Link looked back and saw one leg rising above him, shadowing him with the mass of the deadly beast. Spinning on his heels, he scooped the child up from the ground and raced for the nearby village.
The creature's foot crashed into the ground. Rock and earth buckled violently underneath Link's feet and he stumbled forward.
The girl screamed again, clutching his collar with one hand as she sobbed. Her teddy bear thumped against his bare chest. “Mommy! Mama! Mama!” she cried out, her voice muffled against his hairless chest.
Link quickly made it to the village. He leaped over a fence and landed in a chicken yard. Flashbacks of previous fights hit him and he staggered to a stop as he looked at the chickens warily. They were always docile until something hit them, then they were deadly.
When the ground shook again, he turned.
The forest boss was back to fighting with Ganondorf but their melee had gotten closer to the battle. He frowned as he let the girl slip from his grip. He went to pull his shield around, but he had lost it when he grabbed the girl. With a sigh, he hefted his sword and watched the battle warily.
“He's naked,” someone whispered.
A blush burned his cheeks. He glanced around at the surrounding Hyruleans. They were all village folk, much taller than him with belongings in their hands and their bodies dirty from the approaching battle.
It took a moment to register that he wasn't in the bokoblin village; he had gone the wrong way. Inwardly wincing, he let his attention drift away from the epic battle in concern that he would be defending the bokoblin girl from the crowd.
Days ago, he wouldn't have even consider it. Though, days ago, he would have never imagined seeing a young bokoblin. It was remarkable that a day-long orgy and a humiliating defeat could have changed his perceptions so much.
“Tibby!” cried a brown-haired woman as she vaulted over the fence and rushed forward.
“Auntie Mill!” cried the little, blue-skinned girl.
The two females embraced tightly and Link let out a sigh of relief. Immediately, his attention drew toward the fight as he watched them from the corner of his eye.
Both of them were crying as they cradled each other. He never realized how close the two species were, which made less sense why he had been attacked so often by the moblins and bokoblins in his adventures.
A shadow crossed over his head. Reflexively, he stepped back to see the spider creature's foot coming down toward him. The creature was staggering back, no doubt from a powerful blow. One of its other legs slid back and smashed into a building, shattering the wooden structure easily. He knew he could easily dodge out of the way, but that would have left the bokoblin girl and the Hyrulean woman to their fate.
Link refused to allow that to happen. He spun around, looking for some way to stop. Spotting a wall nearby, he didn't hesitate and raced toward it. At the last minute, he jumped up and caught the wall before launching himself at the forest boss' knee. He flipped and kicked down, driving everything he could into shoving it aside.
The foot came down less than a meter from the two women. They screamed shrilly as rock and earth buckled underneath their bodies.
Link landed heavily next to them. Using his free hand, he shoved them away from the boss and held up his stolen sword to parry the next blow.
The spider creature lifted its paw again but only a few meters from the ground as it tried to find better footing. The gap was barely tall enough for Link or a small child to fit underneath, but it would have been fatal when the massive creature set it down.
Link glanced up and then down again. Remembering the chicken's attack, he made a decision. With a grim look, he swept one of the chickens directly underneath the beast's foot. It only had a chance to scream once before it was crushed to the ground with a crunch of blood and feathers.
There was a brief moment of silence.
Stepping back, Link got a better grip on his sword. He wasn't entirely sure if the chickens were going to attack him or the creature.
Around him, the air grew tense as the other hens began to flap their wings. Their screeches filled the air as they began to assault the forest boss in a cloud of feathers and beaks. A few flew past Link, scratching him with talons as they beset the massive creature a thousand times larger than their frail forms.
Somehow, the massive beast lifted its foot and pulled away.
Link stepped back and made sure the two women were okay. They were already out of the yard and racing away with the rest of the Hyruleans. Relieved, he turned his attention back to the forest boss and the red-haired warrior.
Ganondorf continued to hammer uselessly against one leg after another. Bursts of energy rocked the air as he slammed his massive blade time after time again. Sweat dripped from his brow.
A small part of Link stirred at the remembered smell of the larger man's sweat. He shook his head and forced himself to focus.
Ganondorf had been fighting for some time and it was obvious from the drawn look on his dark skin and the way his body glistened with effort. The Triforce of Power glowed brightly, giving him strength and stamina far beyond mortal ken.
Seeing the blows in the beast's legs and belly, Link knew that the weakness had to be on top. He looked back at the wall he had used to jump on, but it wasn't high enough to get him to reach the top. The battle had also destroyed most of the nearby trees also.
He focused on Ganondorf as the powerful warrior swung his weapon with incredible speed and force. The Triforce of Power shone brightly with every blow, revealing the man's anger and ferocity.
Link grinned to himself. He found a way to the top. Getting a better grip on his sword and shield, he took a small hop and then charged the man who had defeated him once.
Between one blow and another, Ganondorf glanced at Link. His face scowled into a glare. “Finally got the balls?” he bellowed. “And this is how you do it? Backstab me in the middle of battle? You have no honor, you fucking cunt!”
Link didn't answer. Instead, he tried to time his final sprint to match the inevitable response.
Ganondorf slammed his sword uselessly into the forest beast's leg and then swung back to cut at Link. His hand glowed brilliantly as his speed and strength doubled.
Spotting his opening, Link raced forward. Right as the blade would have cut out his knees, Link hopped up onto the black metal and sprinted for the top.
Ganondorf's eyes grew wide.
Link's bare feet cut along the edges of the blade but the pain was nothing as he timed his steps so one caught the hilt and then the next smashed Ganondorf's face.
With a roar of his own, Ganondorf snapped his sword up to dislodge Link.
Link kicked off from Ganondorf's head and the force of the sword propelled him straight up in a streak of whistling air. The world blurred around him as he shot high above the forest creature before coming to a stop at the apex of his leap.
Flipping over, Link scanned for his target. He found it instantly, a swollen bulb on the back of the creature's head. It looked like a flower of some sort and oozed greenish pus or fluids. Grabbing his hilt with both hands, he brought it down as he landed onto the beast's back.
The blade sank deep into the flower, burying to the hilt with a meaty thunk.
The beast let out an unearthly roar, right on the edge of deafening. Green fluids burst out of the flower and sprayed Link in the face. It deflated almost instantly as the fluids coated Link's body in sticky sweetness.
He tensed as he waited for the inevitable shake that would dislodge him.
It came with a bone-rattling snap that threw him off the forest boss.
Link tensed as he landed hard on the ground. The sharp rocks cut at his bare feet and his collar dug into his neck as he slid a few meters before coming to a halt in a cloud of dust and leaves.
The forest beast staggered back, the green fluids pouring down its inhuman face.
“What was that?” snapped Ganondorf. “How did you do that!?” The black-skinned warrior reached down and grabbed Link by the throat. Lifting him up in the air, Ganondorf shook Link violently twice before repeating himself.
Link gestured up, or at least tried to as he was snapped back and forth. Fresh pains exploded along his neck and spine from the brutal shaking.
“What? Use your damn words!”
Behind him, the creature regained its wits and stepped forward. The ground shook from the impact. Lowering its head, it roar against directly at the two warriors, pelting them with green blood, hunks of leaves and mud, and the foul stench of rotted vegetation.
Ganondorf snarled and threw Link to the ground. He took two steps and slammed his blade into the creature's face. It didn't bounce off, instead it dug deep into the mandible.
The beast lifted its head and spun around. Link saw that the flower had regained its shape. It was vulnerable again, but only from the top.
“Damn you!” bellowed Ganondorf. He tried to strike the knot but his blow missed by a meter. Then the forest boss lifted the bulb high and away from the killing blade.
Ganondorf hammered his sword against the beast again, but the creature caught the blows on its invulnerable legs. After a few rapid blows, it became obvious that the warrior was once again stymied by the creature's superior defenses.
Link glanced up.
“Don't you dare!” snapped Ganondorf, pointing at Link threateningly. “I don't need your damn help! I don't need any help! I got this!” His voice turned into a roar almost as loud as the forest beast's.
Link hesitated and stepped back.
Ganondorf snarled at him and then resumed his attacks. But, like before, he only could reach the invulnerable legs. He started to jump, but his heavy weight and powerful bulk didn't seem to give him the height he needed. He barely made it a meter before he came crashing to the earth.
The forest creature attacked him and he parried the blows before trying again, this time using the might of the Triforce to carry him a few meters higher. He tried to grab the top of the head, but his fingers slipped on the metallic carapace and he tumbled.
Link watched as the dark-skinned warrior leaped to his feet, sweat dripping from his face.
Ganondorf glared at Link and tried again, the Triforce of Power flaring. He managed to get a few meters higher but his blade was nowhere close enough to reaching the top of the forest boss's head.
It didn't stop the Gerudo from using all of his power to attack relentlessly.
Link looked around, wishing he had his hookshot or another way of reaching the top on his own. Somehow, he didn't think that his captor would launch him up again. Frowning, he backed away from the fight and then sprinted around to see if there was something he could use to climb up and attack the flower again.
The battle had left a swath of destruction. Link slowed down as he inspected the remaining trees but most of them were shattered and broken, leaning to one side or the other.
A flash of blue in his peripheral vision was the only alert that he wasn't alone. He spun around and brought the sword to parry as a slender warrior slammed him against a cracked tree.
“Why are you helping him!?” hissed the warrior in a lilting voice through a white mask covering his face. It was the same person Link had seen talking to Telma before. With a start, he remembered the key that the innkeeper had handed over, it had to be for the forest temple.
Link tensed as he found himself staring at the person who had let the spider creature free.
“Don't help him, he's the enemy.” The new warriors voice had a strange resonance to it, as if he was speaking through a tube or shell. “He will fail this and his pride will cause his rule to crumble. Why can't you see that? You know he will never be able to defeat the guardian, don't you?”
Link nodded as an anger bubbled up.
“Then why are you helping him!?” The blue-clad warrior said as he shoved Link back against the tree.
Link pointed at the village.
“What?”
He pointed again to the villagers were fleeing. Then he snapped his fingers and pointed in the other direction where he could just make out the buildings of the bokoblin village.
The other man's grip loosened. “Damn it, I should have seen that. He should have lost before it got this close.”
Link gave the warrior a hard look.
The stranger glared back. “I've never actually fought him, so how would I know he lasts… damn it. I should have known.” He looked at Link and then back. “I'm… I'm Sheik.”
Link held up his hands, he didn't speak.
Somehow, Sheik didn't seem to be bothered. Instead, the blond warrior looked up at the beast. “Need help getting to the top?”
Link nodded.
Sheik handed Link something wrapped in fabric while digging into his belt for something else. “You dropped this.”
Confused, Link unwrapped it to find his hookshot nestled in the folds. The metal gauntlet had a coil of chain wrapped around it and a hook fitted into the launcher. Probably the best tool he could have in the fight. Surprised, he picked it up. It was his, the exact one had right before the first battle with Ganondorf. Surprised, he went to thank Sheik.
There was a bang and a cloud of smoke.
Link choked on it. Staggering back, he clutched the hookshot to his chest as he fled the smoke.
It cleared almost instantly, but Sheik was gone.
Link frowned for a moment, but when he didn't find the warrior again, he returned his attention to the battle ahead of him.
The fight had moved toward the bokoblin village and they were only ten or twenty meters away from crushing buildings and endangering the occupants.
Link hefted his hookshot and aimed toward the forest boss' back. There was a perfect spot right above one of the legs, a ring embedded in the shell. It looked as if the creature had been built for that very purpose.
The hook rocketed out of the device with startling speed and the familiar smell of oil and chemicals. The tip speared through the air and slammed into the ring above the creature's leg.
Link braced himself and hit the button to retract. His slender form was ripped off the ground and he sailed forward. At the top, he caught himself and released the hook before racing over to the top and toward the flower.
With a spin of his sword, he jumped up and speared it again.
It exploded in green fluids, spraying his body.
He clutched his newly recovered tool and his sword to his naked form as he prepared for the bucking. When it came, he sailed across the battle before landing heavily on the ground near Ganondorf.
With sweat dripping off his face, Ganondorf glared at him. “You did that, didn't you?” His eyes dripped down to Link's chest.
Link clutched the hookshot tighter.
The other warrior sniffed and frowned. He stalked closer.
Behind him, the forest boss began to recover.
The smell of sweat and combat surrounded Link as Ganondorf leaned forward until they were millimeters away. The dark-skinned man took a deep breath and his eyes narrowed. Then Ganondorf's eyes widened as he stared straight into Link's.
The punch caught Link in the stomach.
The Triforce of Power shone brilliantly as the blow folded the slender warrior in half before throwing him back with brutal force. The air whistled as the young man flew back, snapping branches before bouncing hard on rocks and shattered trees.
When he landed, Link could only lie on the ground, gasping silently as stars swam across his vision and his lungs refused to work. Clutching his chest, he forced himself to stand.
Ganondorf was back to attacking the creature, hammering it ceaselessly despite his previous attacks being utterly useless. The snarl on his face almost burned with the frustration and anger. He tried to jump up, but his heavy form only reached the top of the beast's mandible before he felt to the ground with a thud.
Link's hand trembled as he retrieved his sword and hookshot. Taking a deep breath, he aimed and fired another chain.
Ganondorf's sword flashed up, knocking the shot out of the air. “You will not help me, Cunt! This is my battle!”
Link rolled his eyes. He walked further away before taking another shot at the loops above the spider's legs. The chain rattled loudly as it speared across the distance.
Ganondorf smashed into the spider's legs with a blow that caused a concussion wave. He stepped forward, swung high, and knocked the shot out of the air with the flat of his blade.
Frustrated and annoyed, Link watched as the chain slumped to the ground. With a twist of his wrist, he retracted it.
Ganondorf's sword sliced through the chain, severing the hook.
The chain whipped faster before it pulled completely in with a thunk that shook Link's arm. He shook it before glaring at the warrior.
“I. Don't. Need. Help!” Ganondorf's voice voice boomed around him. The air rippled around his form as a reddish aura wavered in the air.
It was enough. Link grabbed his sword and sprinted forward. He aimed for the ring, even though there was no grappling hook to catch it.
With a roar, Ganondorf drew back his sword.
Link fired the shot.
The sword swung up to catch it but Link had already dropped his tool.
Throwing all of his might, the slender warrior sprinted past Ganondorf and jumped up on the spider's leg. Before he fell, he launched himself back toward Ganondorf. Flipping over, he caught the flat of the blade for the millisecond needed to kicked himself up and over the spider's leg.
As soon as his feet hit the top edge, he raced over the the flower and pierced it.
The forest boss roared in defeat, kicked up and tossing him off once more.
The ground came rushing up.
Ganondorf's punch caught his side and threw him to the side.
Link hit the ground but the other warrior was already there, his fist driving Link into the ground with brutal force. The impact shattered rock and stone as blood sprayed from Link's mouth.
With an incoherent roar, Ganondorf attacked and again and again, punching and kicking Link across the ground. The impacts came with a flash of the Triforce and Link's body screamed in agony as he was brutalized with inhuman strength and speed.
“You are weak,” bellowed the larger warrior, spit spraying against him.
Another punch, a kick.
“I don't need help!”
Ganondorf grabbed Link's head, lifted the slender warrior high into the air, and then smashed Link's face into his knee.
Stunned, Link slumped to the ground with stars in his eyes. His heart pounded in his ear and blood ran down his face. One ear felt broken, but he could seem to regain enough of his senses to reach up to find out.
A heavy boot slammed down on his hand, crushing it against the ground. Dazed, Link couldn't pull away fast enough before thick fingers wrapped around his collar and yanked up. The hard metal dug into his throat, cutting off his breath, before there was a flash and the metal twisted with a screech.
The sharp edge cut Link neck and shoulder as he fell away. He managed to get on his knees and crawl away; he needed just a second and then he could defend himself. Just a second.
Ganondorf's powerful arm reached around his neck and pulled him from the ground. His bare legs kicked helplessly as the muscles bulged and his chin was forced up as the pressure increased on his neck.
Panting, Ganondorf snarled into his aching ear. “You are a trophy, nothing more. You don't help me, I own you. I'm your god! I'm your life!”
He reached ground with his other arm and shoved it between Link's legs before pulling the naked warrior tightly to the sweat and grim-covered armor. The pressure increased as Ganondorf's growl shook him to the core. “You are nothing more than a thing, a trinket. I own you, I will always own you.”
Ganondorf crushed Link tighter to his chest. “I will rip your arms and legs off if you ever do that again, do you understand? I will tear everything off until you are nothing but a cock sleeve for me to use and throw away! Understand? Understand!?”
Despite the pain, Link couldn't nod. He couldn't make that promise, not as long as someone needed help. He Looked past the tears in his eyes to see they were in the bokoblin village. Scores of frightened blue-skinned creatures were staring from around corners and out of windows.
“Do you understand!?” bellowed Ganondorf. The arm around Link's neck tightened, forcing his chin up higher as his breath came out in a wheeze.
His position strained his back, stretching him from the arm that had clamped down on his hip and the one around his neck. His naked body, filthy and covered in slime, felt like a rubber band stretched right at the breaking point.
“I own you,” snarled Ganondorf, his voice lower.
Then again, “I own everything,” but his voice was filled with something else.
The hand between his legs began to work at something. Link could feel the larger warrior's armor being unbuckled and a thrill of anticipation rose inside him. He knew it wasn't going to be entirely enjoyable, but seeing the bokoblins staring at his naked body and his helpless position brought a heat that swelled his little cock.
A heavy thunk of armor dropped to the ground.
“I own the world and you inside it.” Ganondorf's voice took on a husky tone. “Your body is mine, this ass is mine.”
The swollen head of the slick cock wormed up against Link's cheeks. It was hot and needy. the smell of sweat and the stench of battle grew stronger around them.
The arm tightened around his throat as the Triforce of Power surged again.
Link's entire body tightened even as the cock drove into his ass, spearing him to the balls in a single stroke. The friction was intense, as was the pressure, but then the slender man was filled with hot cock that wasted no time before hammering into him. His legs and arms flailed as he was pummeled with deep strokes.
“Mine!” roared Ganondorf as he fucked Link's abused asshole relentlessly. His cock, larger and hotter than every before, tore in and out of the tight ring. Every ridge felt like a blade as it was plunged into Link's asshole and driven deep into his body before being yanked out.
Link's eyes bulged as his senses were assault.
“This is my asshole to ruin!” roared Ganondorf directly into his ear. Then a sharp pain as the red-haired man bit down on Link's ear.
The intimate yet brutal gesture sent an intense wave of pleasure sparking through Link. He let out a wail as he thrashed helplessly.
The thick cock never stopped, never slowed. Every centimeters buried into his body until the base smashed against Link's tortured ring. The force of the blows swung Ganondorf's larger testicles up to crush Link's.
Then the warrior yanked his cock completely out, leaving a gaping sphincter in its wake. Then he plunged back in with the full force of the Triforce and his own considerable strength.
With the relentless rod slamming against his insides, Link couldn't tell pleasure from pain. But, there was no mistaking the spray of cum that shot out in long ropes in front of him, splattering the ground in a cascade of spurts.
The arm around his neck bore down even more, cutting off Link's breath. The cock never stopped, never slowed, it only speared into Link repeatedly until the young warrior wondered if his asshole would ever be able to clench again.
Ganondorf's teeth dug into Link's broken ear, grinding together as he grunted with every stroke. His entire body was rigid with anger and lust. Hard muscles flex with every stroke as Link was yanked onto the cock almost as much as he was being impaled.
Link's vision grew darker, with black stars eating away at the edges. Through the haze, he could see the bokoblins still staring, some of them in shock and others with smiles on their faces. A few of them were rubbing themselves. He was being abused in front of them and the humiliation only made his cock pumped more ropes across the battle-scarred earth. He couldn't stop coming as much as he couldn't draw even in a single breath.
The brutalizing cock tearing into his body exploded in hot jets of cum. His thrusts never stopped even as the searing liquid splattered across Link's insides, inner thighs, and his asshole. More spurts splashed up between his legs when the cock ripped out of his body and added to the gathering wetness that had painted the ground.
Ganondorf kept coming and thrusting, not stopping for even a moment. With his cock spraying, he jammed it back into Link and resumed his rape. Every thrust felt the same as the first one, harder and brutal. The only change was the labored breathing as the larger warrior asserted his dominance.
Link's lungs burned with the need to breath. It made every thrust feel like a knife cut of the purest pleasure. He danced on the edge of suffocation, pleasure, and pain. It was more intense than any fight.
It wasn't long before he started to come again. His entire body burned from the effort as his small dick twisted and strained to release more cum.
Ganondorf didn't have the same problem as he resumed blasting Link's insides with even more cum. His grunts shook both of their bodies. “M-Mine!” he growled one last time before he released Link and threw him to the ground.
Link smacked into the soaked ground, his cock jerking.
Ganondorf loomed over him, more cum painting across Link's body as the burning hot ropes streaked across the defeated warrior's body.
Link's asshole gaped open, the muscles straining to clamp down. A few of Ganondorf's final orgasm splashed directly into his ass, filling it up like a cum until is overflowed and poured down over his erect shaft.
With a gasp, Ganondorf finally stopped. “Don't you ever forget it,” he panted. “Your ass will always be mine.”