Equestria didn’t really have a lunar cycle like Hyrule did, a function of day and night being clearly demarcated by the sun and moon being raised and lowered by two of the land’s Princesses. It was one of the many bits of being in a different world that had caused cultural shock in Link and Epona, though by now they were used to it.

The moon still gave Link strength of a different type, despite its unerring orbit: even after defeating Zant and then the evil king Ganondorf, Link was still able to turn into a wolf. Though it was the corruption from the Twilight Realm that had given him the form, he had purified the power and taken control of it for his own after evil had been vanquished from the land. However, his transformations would only last for a limited time. Fortunately, they lasted longer at night, which was a more optimal time for Link to use his wolf form, thanks to the increased senses the lupine body granted him. It was also the only time Epona had been able to talk to him in Hyrule, too.

However, every few weeks, corresponding to how often the full moon appeared in Hyrule, Link’s wolf transformation would last even longer than usual, staying for the entire night.

Epona would never admit it to anypony else, but she loved it when Link was a wolf in the bedroom.

“Ten minutes left,” she said, looking out the window and back to the clock, waiting for the Lunar Princess to raise the moon.

“Your tail is wagging,” Link remarked from his position on the bed behind Epona.

Epona looked back behind her to see that it was indeed the case. With considerable effort, she restrained it, only for it to take off again once she turned her attention to something else. “I’m just really, really looking forward to this,” she said, before slyly moving up on Link, giving his growing shaft a lick. “So are you, by the looks of it.”

“Nngh, Epona, you tease,” Link moaned as Epona gave the tip of his stallionhood a brief lick and nibble before backing off.

“Now, now,” she reprimanded him. “I’m sure you’ll be more than willing to pay me back in just a few minutes.”

“It’s not really paying you back when you want it.”

Epona pouted.

“Oh, c’mere girl,” Link said, and he turned over to pet Epona on the head. She perked up at the attention she was receiving. Despite both having changed in shape and in his case species since coming to Equestria, in the end, Epona still enjoyed being pet like when she was just his favorite mare on the ranch.

They were simpler times, with less to worry about, before Link had to fight off a great evil. However, Epona wouldn’t trade it for the world, not now that she had the comfort and warmth of her Equestrian homestead, and a stallion all to herself.

The clock ticked off the change between night and day, and outdoors, it quickly began to darken.

“Well, I guess that’s time then,” Link said, hopping off the bed.

Epona averted her eyes. Though she much loved Link’s wolf form, she didn’t like looking at him as he transformed. There was just something that turned her off about it, when the pony turned into a wolf, growing larger in the process, losing familiar features.

Link briefly grunted and growled, and Epona jumped as he thumped his hooves-turned-paws against the floor. “I’m done,” he announced, his voice now changed, becoming deeper and more guttural.

Epona turned her head back to face Link. “My oh my,” she said, brushing her hoof against his muzzle, now much more shaggy than he ever was as a pony. “Looks like I’m being pursued by the big bad wolf,” she said. In truth, it gave Epona a little bit of a fright every time she saw Link as a wolf, her instincts telling her to run. The whole predatory-prey dynamic, oddly enough, just made her wet though. It was Link, after all. Even as a wolf, there was no way he would harm her except for rutting her too hard.

She nuzzled his muzzle, looking him in the eyes. Link’s bright blue eyes were more feral, more wild, but they were still the same eyes as when he was a human, and then a pony. The rest of Link changed drastically, however, as his hooves turned into paws, his non-threatening teeth turned into carnivorous fangs, his soft chestnut-brown coat turned into a shaggy black coat with white markings, and his body looked like it was poised to pounce for a throat-tearing jump at any second.

However, Epona loved snuggling into that coat, so much furrier and thus warmer than Link was as a horse. Oddly enough, the golden Hylian Crest that was his true Cutie Mark showed up even in this form.

In response to Epona’s comment, Link just growled, moving his muzzle closer to her. Her heart beat faster at the wolf’s heavy breathing and the heat Link was radiating from his open mouth, her horse brain telling her the fangs were an all-too-real threat. The entire thing was all too thrilling, and she could feel her marehood beginning to leak.

Then Link sat down on his haunches, exposing his lower half. Epona found her eyes tracing down past Link’s ribcage down to his pelvic region, and she felt herself drooling. It certainly wasn’t any horsecock, but Link’s wolfcock was something, an angry red veiny thing of male meat Epona would love to get her muzzle around. Tonight, alas, wasn’t going to be that night, however.

“On the bed,” Link growled. Epona’s ears drooped in submission and she meekly complied, burying her head in the pillows and sticking her rump up high. She sniffed at the air. Despite herself, Epona couldn’t help but wiggle her butt. The stench of Link’s wolf aroma was so overwhelmingly powerful, so purely male that it got Epona excited every time. After a night like tonight, the smell would linger for several days in their bedroom.

Link hopped onto the bed, and Epona turned her head to look behind her, eyes following the wolfcock as it dangled between Link’s hind legs, hypnotic in its rocking fashion. Link looked downright predatory, seeing something he enjoyed and considered his prey and property. They both knew he was going to claim his prey tonight, especially since Epona wasn’t running off like most ponies would have, her eyes instead continuing to trace Link’s wolfcock, drooling in anticipation.

The wolf in question moved over top of Epona, pinning her down with his greater weight. “You’ve been a naughty mare, haven’t you Epona?” Link asked, his deep, scratchy voice sending tingles of erotic fear into her. Epona had to hold back a moan as Link nibbled on her ear, coating it in his hot saliva, wolf’s breath rasping over her face. His fangs grazed her ear just shy of causing any real pain, but hard enough that Epona could get off on it.

“Y—yes, yes, I have been,” Epona agreed, gulping in trepidation. Even if she wanted to run away now, she couldn’t. Link gained a significant amount of mass transforming from a pony into a wolf, making certain Epona couldn’t free herself. Fortunately, his virility scaled up with his mass. “I’ve considered using carrots to masturbate again.”

“Yes, I—wait, what? Farore damnit Epona, stick to the script!” Link whined, before getting serious again. “Well, then I think this little pony needs to be bred like a bitch in heat.”

“Yes, she does,” Epona said, sinking her head back into the pillows, willing Link to just get to the act already.

Link obliged her, getting off her and sticking his muzzle in front of her marehood again. Unlike when he was a pony, however, Link was content to merely breathe out onto it. He was satisfied to see Epona twitch as his hot lupine breath washed over her horsepussy, the primitive part of her horse brain telling her to run from the predator. He sat like this for nearly a full minute, able to tell Epona was getting wetter and wetter every time he breathed. Who’s really the one needing to screw here, me or her? He wondered.

Slowly, Link brought his front paws up to Epona’s croup, and spread her cunt wide. The gaping maw of pink horseflesh looked especially inviting today, practically demanding it be stuffed. Little did the part of the mare underneath him that operated on instinct know, but it wasn’t going to be filled with a horsecock today: instead, it was going to be filled with something of the lupine variety. Clumsily standing up on his back legs and paws, Link entered Epona, burying his penis deep inside her. His engorged wolfcock had been itching for action since he had transformed, and now it found itself in something warm and moist, a horsepussy that needed to be carnally fucked.

“Well, get ready to be bred by the big bad wolf,” Link taunted the mare under his paws as he climbed back on top of Epona, weighing her down once again.

“Nnngh, th—that sounds like a plan,” she said. Already, Epona was panting and trembling, and her pupils were dilated. However, she revelled in the cock that was stuck up her backside, regardless of it not being of the same species Epona was used to.

Lupine paws pressed into her sides, hugging Epona close, and then Link began to pull out, only to slide his wolfcock back into her. Epona closed her eyes, letting the pleasurable sensation take over as Link proceeded to work his way in and out of her marehood. The fear was still there, but it provided flavour now, an interesting, exotic spice to the mind-blowing orgasms Epona had every night.

Link continued to thrust in and out of Epona, changing his angle of entrance and speed every so seconds. Epona let out a curdling shriek of delight as one specific pumping motion of his penis into her managed to hit the inner walls of her pussy just right, not enough to trigger orgasm, but enough to make her shiver with a giddy glee. The jolt of sensation down her spine was one of both pleasure and fear.

“Ah—ah, L—Link, please, please, don’t stop,” Epona said, panting in exertion, already feeling exhausted while she knew her lupine lover would continue to go at it for hours. “Ah—ah! Y—yes, right there, yeeeeeesss.”

“Prey doesn’t get to choose,” Link growled, but he obliged her, smacking back into Epona’s marehood. His loins were on fire, ready to fuck. He had a need to fuck, and he wasn’t going to be stopping any time soon. His wolfcock was drenched, mare fluids dripping down so even his sack was wet. The want Epona was radiating was all Link could smell, and his wolf brain was dominant, urging him to claim the mare in wanton need of a breeding underneath him.

He decided to change things up a little, wanting to make Epona his own more than just in body, but also spiritually tonight. Link let his paws wander down the side of Epona’s barrel, underneath her torso, and eventually just shy of her genitals where he was joined at the hips with her. He found the soft little nubs he was looking for, only just barely exposed to the air, and squeezed Epona’s horseteats. The mare gasped at the sudden pinching sensation. “You’re my little broodmare slut, aren’t you, Epona?”

“Y—yes, m—master,” Epona said, stuttering, showing complete submission underneath his paws.

“You’ll give me however many foals I want, won’t you?” Link growled as he slowed his movements in and out of her, feeling he was close but wanting to prolong it just a little bit. Dirty talk always made his orgasms more satisfying.

“Nnngh,” Epona said as Link moved from pinching her teats to kneading and massaging them, being reminded that her body parts were for more than just sex, but also for being a mother.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Link said, speeding up ever so slightly, just enough to drive Epona bonkers in anticipation. “I can already hear the pitter-patters of many small hooves, stopping only to nurse from these teats.” He stopped kneading her teats and pinched them again for a second to emphasise his point. “Born from the Hero of Twilight and his trusty steed, they would be a joy to raise. I’m sure you’d love to bear my foals, wouldn’t you, Epona?”

“Y—yes,” the mare responded, loving the dirty talk as much as Link did. It had been a discussion they had had on many an occasion, but as sex talk, it always lifted her mood whenever Epona felt her emotions flagging.

“Then take it, Epona! Take it all, hyaa!” Link growled as he sped his thrusts up again. His wolfcock pulsed with need again as the heat of friction from his rubbing created an itch in his loins, an itch that could only be scratched by continuing to fuck and deposit his seed in his willing broodmare.

It was a call to breed that was quickly heeded, as Epona threw her head up high and let out a whinny. It was a reliable sign Link had learned over the last year: her horsepussy quickly squeezed down on him as she drenched him with mare juice, and what had been a comfortable fit for him suddenly became tight, refusing to let his penis go. It was with considerably effort that Link continued to thrust in and out, the walls of Epona’s marehood contracting around him with every millimeter.

Finally, his balls churning with pent-up heat, Link let out a howl, and his wolfcock throbbed as he erupted. He was certain his first spurt of hot cum would have seeded Epona had their current forms been compatible, and he let out a growl of pleasure as his body let out another ejaculation of wolf seed, followed by another.

By now, his wolf scent had become so overwhelming, so overpowering that even Link noticed it, despite being inured to his own smell. Link was certain it would have overwhelmed Epona, and a chance look at the mare, drooling with a goofy look on her face confirmed it. He let his paws wander up her barrel, pressing underneath her rib cage, only for his paws to curl in as he let out a fourth, late jet of cum. Link shivered with pleasure, but slowly rocked himself and Epona onto their sides. He could feel the base of his wolf cock swelling up, knotting his penis into Epona, keeping the two of them joined for several minutes longer.

He grinned, and then wished he had a mirror on paw: his wolfen grins had always looked so interesting and, had it not been for all the skittish ponies around, Link would have been agnostic about whether he was a pony or a wolf at any given time. He liked the appearance of his wolf form, especially the colours of his coat.

Link panted in anticipation, feeling more like a dog than a wolf now as he got excited again. It would take a few minutes for Epona to come out of her daze, then a few more minutes for his swollen knot to come down. The two would take a few sips of water to prevent dehydration, then they would go for round two. Then round three, followed by round four, and a round five as well. Link had a lot more stamina in this form than he did as a pony. It was why he and Epona both enjoyed these nights.

The wolf let out another joyful howl. It was going to be a long night, that was for certain.

Author's Note

I have no idea what I'm doing. And by that, I mean I have no idea how long a wolf knot is supposed to last for, so for all I know it could be several hours instead of several minutes.

I was originally going to end it here. I'll continue for another couple of chapters.