Hyrulequestria

Ch.49

Impa provided me my own kosode, and even a green hakama. I’d taken my fairy form at first, but Impa requested I not for now, not wanting to send the rest of the village into a panic or some other frenzy. I followed her sedately, and closely as my pegasus form. I warily watched the curious eyes of the thestrals, the Sheikah, that went about their days in the unnaturally fog-free village, the sky directly overhead clear as day while the oppressive fog, steam, and mist of the Smoky Mountains hid it like a blanket of ground-level clouds.

“Do not be so jumpy. Not everyone here is as violent as Zikh.” Impa gently chided me, and I winced. “We may be a clan of a race of warriors and powerful shamans, but we are not about to cause you more undue harm.”

“Sorry. It’s just, I’ve never been hurt like that before.” I rubbed my temple, where a horrid bruise would be if I didn't just make it go away with a bit of shifting. Nothing I’ve experienced in either this or my previous life were that painful. Despite my drug abuse and other nasty things, I’ve never felt true, physical pain like that shot to the head before. Elanor wasn’t that abusive. In fact, she beat-up some jerks who were threatening me. Aw, now I miss my sis...

“Ki manipulation mixed with our technology makes for rather potent impacts.” Impa supplied to me. “The fact that Zikh hurt you so with just the pommel of a dagger is no surprise,” Impa said wryly as she nodded to a doorman who opened the door of the large house she had led me to. I felt a bit of my usual lusty pride build as he eyed my plunging cleavage, and I winked at him, enjoying his blush on his grey cheeks. “Velvet! We have a visitor!”

“Oh? Who is it today Impa?” Came a woman’s voice, and into the main entryway of the house entered a light grey unicorn mare, who if not for her lack of wings and other distinctive thestral traits, would’ve fit right in with the grey-furred and purple-haired ponies outside. Especially since I could tell the shapely woman was quite fit just like the other mares I’d seen. “Oh?! An outsider!”

“Indeed dear. Go put on some tea while I speak at length with our guest.” Impa requested of the unicorn, who bowed to the elder and quickly scurried off into the house as Impa guided me through the halls of the expansive distinctly Japanese-style wooden estate. “That was Twilight Velvet. Mother of this world’s fated Hero. Usually, the Hero is doomed to a fate of being an orphan, at least Link did not suffer such this time.”

“Granny Impa!” Called a tiny filly’s voice, and I barely managed to dodge the flying kick of a rambunctious light purple filly with grey hair, who then bounced off a wall and dove right into my boobs with a hug. “Ah~! She’s so squishy~!” Exclaimed the little unicorn hellion with her bright orange eyes practically shimmering with wonder.

“WHAT THE HELL?!” I screeched, trying to shove the unnaturally strong unicorn filly off of me, only to get more intense snuggles to my bosom for my efforts.

“Dawn Breaker, that is no way to treat a guest.” Impa chided sternly with a wag of a disapproving finger.

“But she’s so squishy~!” Dawn Breaker mewled, snuggling me more.

“Well, you are nothing like Tara or your father!” I chuckled, making the girl blink before she grabbed my cheeks with her impossibly strong little hands.

“YOU KNOW MY DADDY!?” Dawn Breaker exclaimed, okay, maybe should not have mentioned the hunch of their relation!

“Dawn! You better not be pestering the busty mare to squeeze her breasts!” Velvet called from somewhere in the large home.

“I’m not mama!” Dawn shouted back, and then sharply looked into my eyes. “Right?”

“R-right…” This kid is scary! I feel like I’m suddenly in an anime!

“Dawn.” Impa frowned with a warning in her tone. At the implicit threat of an older family member, the little filly jumped down from me, still standing almost a head taller than the tiny old mare. “If you’ve got so much energy, you can go fetch your brother from his lessons with Arod.”

“Fine~.” Dawn huffed and marched out of the house.

“She’s rather...unique.” I rubbed my boobs to get out the sensations of how rough she’d been with me. To think a tiny thing like that is already interested in adult stuff. Worrying.

“She’s a little pervert, that’s what. No idea how or why, but she’s already decided what she wants in life. Hopefully, the little dear grows out of it.” Impa huffed as she led me further into the home, and settled at a low table in a fairly big dining room. Here was where she knelt on a cushion at the table, gesturing for me to do the same across from her.

“Hopefully. Though with the state of the world at large, she might just fit in.” I sighed in resignation at such a bleak fact as I sat on my knees in the seiza position across from her.

“That is exactly the problem. It isn’t just her either. All the children born within the past several years have been developing in unusual, unhealthy, and disturbing ways. It is due to the innate magic of the Minish left unchecked, and altered by their hypersexualized nature.” Impa informed me with her face seeming to age a decade more in an instant.

“Yes, and I’ve learned why that happened. Din’s Avatar...may have messed with a few things with the Minish and one of their greatest wizards ended panicking at her people vanishing before her. End result is the current world.” I explained. “Majora hasn’t been helping all that much as a neutral party.” ...Whew. I was expecting him to chuckle. I guess Kakariko is as safe a place to speak of him as could be.

“The events that transpired were fated to be. We cannot do more than seek to change things going forward. You have already begun that by impregnating the last pure Minish with equally pure seed. This alone will tilt the scales, and soon all the people forced into shapes not their own will return to their senses, if not their old bodies.” Impa sagely informed me as Velvet entered with a tray loaded up with various tools to make the tea.

“Really? Huh, wonder how Tara will react to the news?” I wondered as I watched Velvet masterfully prepare traditional Japanese Matcha green tea, without magic. Not wanting to disrupt her, I let her go through the surprisingly elegant method of preparing our tea, one cup at a time, before speaking up. “Your husband and daughter are well Velvet.” The surprisingly young-looking middle-aged mare perked up at my words.

“That is so good to hear, after so long.” Velvet put a hand to her chest as she closed her eyes serenely. “So what became of them?”

“They were both turned into caribou I’m afraid, but Tara is a genius scientist and mage, while your husband was even made the head astronomer for the institute that replaced the Star Swirl Academy, but she left behind that life when she heard Tara was with us,” I explained, taking a deep sniff of the very aromatic tea.

Velvet looked a little worried before sighing. “My little Sparkle and my guiding Night Light have been corrupted. But at least they yet live.” Velvet made herself a cup of tea, and we sat quietly, drinking the surprisingly complex drink. It was kinda veggie tasting, with a sweet aftertaste.

“So you all have been hiding out here? Why have you not come to help us in the Everfree? Especially since Princess Luna’s arrival is what started everything going.” I left out that my own arrival seemed to be what kicked everything off. If I didn’t save Luna from those soldiers, she would’ve died or been made into yet another sex slave. If I didn’t meet her, I wouldn’t have melted the icy shell around her heart from my pathetic helplessness needing a strong, capable mare to guide and protect me back then. If...if I wasn’t here...oh Goddess.

“You were integral, Robin. You’re not useless, or unimportant.” Farore spoke to me, and Impa gasped a bit as she looked at my brow again. “It was the Love you brought out in Luna that made this all possible.”

“Farore. What would you have us do?” Impa asked as she bowed her head to me, and I felt Farore seize control of me. Something I didn’t mind right now with how introspective I was feeling.

“You are to begin providing direct support to your Mistress once more. Leave only a token force here with the non-combatants, the rest will go to the aid of Everfree.” Farore dictated, and Impa nodded her bowed head. “As for the Hero…”

“Impa? What’s going on?” Farore moved my gaze to the voice, and I felt my heart skip. His face. Oh gosh. It was so beautiful. His white fur helped accentuate just how his masculine jaw drew attention to his strong snout, which were overpowered by his bright azure eyes, his blue and cyan messy hair tied back in a rough ponytail, and oh~ his body! He was wearing a tight shirt that outlined every single chiseled muscle on his fit 6-foot tall body, that wasn’t bulky, but not lithe. How did a unicorn get such an athletic body? He’s perfect! The fairies are dancing around him! I have to have him! I wanna kiss him! I wanna drag him to bed and-!

“Shining Armor. I must introduce you to your Guide.” Impa nodded to me, and I felt put on the spot. G-guide?!

“Why is she drooling?” Dawn Breaker asked Impa as she pointed to me.

“She is a shameless pervert,” Farore said with my lips, wiping away my drool. ”Though you are not the only one, every Link gets that reaction from us.” Farore privately said to me. “As is most of the world outside of this safe little village.”

“So I’ve heard. So you’re my Guide on my Quest huh?” Shining Armor asked as he sat next to Impa across from me.

“Yes. My Avatar will be guiding you. She has knowledge of another Hyrule, one that is a bit...darker than this one.” Farore told him and then let me blurt out what came to mind. “World’s gonna be plunged into eternal darkness, monsters roam freely, everyone’s either dead, in hiding, or enslaved.” I casually intoned with the moment of control given back to me. “She is more than capable of aiding you.”

“Well...no pressure.” Shining nervously joked with a wry grin and a bit of sweat on his cheek. “So. Today’s the day I leave huh?”

“Not without your family young man. Kakariko is not central to the pathways of the world. Rather, that is your Guide’s task. She has already set the path to your first leg of your journey.” Impa hinted, and I blinked in confusion, before gasping in realization. My trees! The one I planted in the Lost Woods!

“B-but I’ve only gotten mine in Everfree, and one in the Lost Woods. The other two are in other realms entirely.” I don’t want to consider needing either of those for this quest! If I have to flee to Sam or Washu, shit will have seriously hit the fan!

“That is more than satisfactory. The Hero must journey himself, to grow and overcome the darkness that lies ahead.” Impa sagely intoned as she looked to Shining. “Link. Or Shining as you prefer. Your journey begins now.”

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I felt a bit odd, bringing others with me back to Tree Me. Out of my canopy fell Shining, Velvet, and Dawn, all yelping and catching themselves upon tumbling from my branches to the shortfall to the soft ground behind Eris, Harmonia, and I. Since, y’know, we’re all facing a stream of our boob sap?

“Huh?” Velvet queried as she looked at Eris and Harmy groping me as she got up. “When Impa said everything was oversexed, I didn’t think it was this bad.”

“Girls, please. Don’t shock them.” I whined to my sleeping ‘sisters’ and they woke up. “It might be for the best if we were restored to full size. Especially since my tree bodies are going to be the warp system for the adventure.” Impa and Farore told me that soon enough, most traditional methods of magical teleportation will begin being blocked by the will of the Dark Lord.

“Wow~! Even the trees have big soft boobies!” Dawn declared excitedly, jumping on Harmonia and groping her wood-looking boobs.

“Child,” Harmonia said sternly, looking about to spank Dawn. “Would you kindly remove yourself, you are far too young.”

“Yes. Although I have nothing against loli-looking adults, I do have issues with actual children being lewd.” Eris intoned and snapped her fingers, Dawn’s hands being covered with oversized green foam Hulk Hands™ and getting telekinetically launched into the soft dirt. “As for us going back to full size, that will cause delicious Chaos.” Eris snapped her fingers again, and we all groaned as we rapidly and cartoonishly shot back up to our full tower size, sighing as we had to experience how crowded the center of the Garden got with us all squeezed close together.

“Eris. Please give more warning next time. I think one of my roots may have pierced the cistern.” I grumbled, then squeaked as I felt someone rapidly climbing up one of my two ‘trunks’. The question as to who was answered when they passed my abdomen and crested my bosom, revealing Shining as he got atop my shelf of wooden boobflesh.

“Wow! And this isn’t even at the top!” Shining beamed excitedly as he looked around from the impressive vantage point my chest provided, considering he was in the center of three goddess-no, wait, Great Fairies, who provided plenty of tracts of ‘land’ for him to traverse, and the royal tower in front of us. “You can grow more trees like this?”

“Huh, well you’re unfazed, and yes. It takes me a bit to do so. Usually weeks at least.” I explained to him, feeling unusually aroused myself. I thought I had a micro fetish of me being tiny, I didn’t think I had a macro fetish of being bigger than everyone else.

“Weeks? Huh, no wonder Impa was so insistent I master magic music, especially the Songs of Time.” Shining mused, then smiled as he gestured at his hooves. “As for me not being aroused by this? I am. I just have incredible control over my libido.” Shining declared proudly, before looking towards the royal suite. “So, how about we get things going huh?” At his prompting, I emerged from my tree body...full-sized, at his height, with my fairy wings and everything.

“Um...well, I guess it’s easier to shrink down than to size up.” I nervously shrugged and shrunk down to the 5-inch height I’ve gotten used to when not having to interact with things. I hovered up to Shining and sat on his right shoulder, kicking my hooves and fluttering my wings as my vine antlers flowered in purple. “I’m counting on you, Hero. I’m not much of a fighter, despite all my power.”

I’m serious about that too. Ever since Robin Hood was sealed back into the mask, I’ve lost all the skills he gave me. I get he’s not to blame for what Majora was doing to me, but the Mask was so scary to me. It was overtaking me, bit by bit, even if it was mostly all corruption from Majora toying with my mind and soul. Wait...I may have a gift for Shining! “Let’s stop by the Royal Vault first. I have something to give you.”

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“Huh. So this thing really will give me reality-warping stealth abilities and long-range accuracy?” Shining asked in interest as he turned over the Robin Hood mask in his hands. The daring smirk on the fox’s face was both charming, and disturbing. For all you knew, the rogue was as likely to steal you blind as he was to be a complete gentleman.

“Yep. His powers are unreal. If you want to get away from pursuers, sneak around, shoot things, or steal things, he’s your guy.” I insisted cheerfully from my perch on Shining’s shoulder. I can really get used to this spot. He was walking us to the throne room, his mom and daughter being shown to rooms by the castle staff. They wanted to meet with Tara and Night Light but would have to wait until evening when most everyone went to dinner in the dining hall.

“This is really useful and kind of you to share with me. Thank you, Robin. Actually, why didn’t you change your name after the mask was off?” Shining asked curiously as we neared the throne room, having to wait in line. Seems today is really busy.

“Because I’d already changed it. I used to be a pathetic wretch of a man named John. When I came here, I was still pathetic. Luna, or Nightmare as she was back then, saw that, and felt like she was needed.” I hugged myself uncomfortably. Does she still see me that way? “Then I got cursed into a woman and decided to take the name Robin for myself. Then I was molded into a herm. Then transformed into a slime. Then I became a dryad. A fairy. An Avatar. I just...I keep changing. I want something to stick. Something that’s me.”

I welcomed the sensation of concern I felt from Farore and my Core, letting my core grow some vines from my back and hug my waist. “What about your Marks?” Shining’s question caught me flat-hooved as the line moved closer to the door. “Impa told me our Marks are nigh inviolable definitions of who we are, not just what we’re good at.”

“I got them when I realized how much I want to care for someone else.” I rubbed my thighs, tracing the defined and colored marks staying static on my membrane there with a sad smile on my lips. “I don’t know about all this mystical pony stuff about the Marks, but I’m glad I have them.”

“So your name’s Robin? You don’t look like a tiny red bird.” Shining joked as he poked my stomach with a finger, and I giggled, swatting at his fingernail.

“Hush buster! I already dealt with that before. Besides, I can change color y’know!” I turned red, my arboreal constellation patterns and nebulae swimming about my membrane, still standing out in greens, purples, and creamy whites with bright blues.

“Cool. I guess since you do look like a little red bird, then I’ll keep calling you Robin.” Shining playfully declared and I snickered at just how silly he was being. I told you to call me Robin already, stop trying to assign me a nickname you sexy handsome goof. By this point, the line in front of us had ended and we were able to enter the throne room, where he slowed to a stop. He and Zelda had frozen upon seeing each other. “...Holy hell...I know her…”

“Shining, this is Zelda. Zelda, I present to you Link. Or Shining as he likes being called.” I introduced them to each other with a smirk.

“Well, hello sexy!” We heard and a pair of pink arms warped around Shining’s shoulders, pressing me into his neck with a squeak on my part. “You seem familiar.”

“That would be because had things not transpired as they have, you two were fated to be together,” Farore spoke from my lips, and I blinked in surprise. Right. I guess there has to be a reason why I’m needed as Shining’s guide. Even if she knows the fates of alternate timelines, she can’t possibly know everything. Why did I have to be such a Legend of Zelda nerd?

“Oh...well now I feel sad,” Cadence said, peeling off of the stallion who hadn’t even looked away from Zelda, who was still staring back at him. “It’s like forbidden territory now, since I’m married to the buggy hunk of my life.”

“Link?” Zelda weakly asked, completely dead to everything but the stallion across the room from her.

“Zelda.” Shining softly replied, before taking a deep breath, squaring his shoulders, and continuing his approach. “I’ve answered the call, Princess. I will go forth and protect the realm.”

Zelda looked confused, and then sadly resigned. “Of course...duty before pleasure. You were always like that.” Zelda wistfully commented as he stopped barely a few feet from the edge of the dais the thrones were elevated on.

“The pleasure isn’t as fun if you have something important hanging over you.” Shining sagely replied, before his smile vanished. “Robin here has been helpful, informing me of the Darkness spreading across the world. Has anything new happened since she came to fetch me?”

“Well, mine beloved Sheikah have returned to the fold.” Luna smiled beautifically at the stallion. “Other than that young stallion, there has been disturbing reports of lost ships at sea, but we have nothing else on that yet.” Luna hooded her eyes at Shining, but I glared at her, and she stopped in surprise, which I then leered at her for in annoyance. At least hold off on that until things get established Lulu, geez.

“Okay then. Where do I need to go first?” Shining asked dutifully, and I hovered between him and Zelda.

“The Great Deku Tree needs us first. I don’t want to risk her and the Kokiri Forest getting sick and dying.” I insisted, to which the princesses all nodded.

“Right, it would be best to keep the oldest forest of the world alive.” Shining chuckled. “Now should I go with just my sword and magic? Or should I get modern gear?”

“Huh, that’s a good point...are you trained?” I asked as I pulled out my rifle from my bust, only it was me-sized...uh. How? I just shunt excess mass into a pocket dimension. How the hell?

“I think I’m gonna need something bigger than that.” Shining joked with a smile, and I blushed brightly in indignant embarrassment, before I sized up, my plant clothes and rifle somehow matching me, and I shoved it into his left hand, before reaching into my cleavage and pulling out a box of rifle cartridges for the Springfield, shoving it into his right hand, then I shrunk back down, plopping my butt onto his shoulder in a huff.

“Don’t antagonize your inventory management and your guide Link.” Zelda chided the stallion as I pouted on his shoulder, looking away from him with my cheeks puffed up. I’m a glorified magic handbag! The indignity!

“I really am tailored for this,” I muttered darkly. Sure, I’m okay with helping him, but I don’t appreciate literally being turned into his Fi/Navi! Well, not too much. I get to go on an adventure, and not be the one killing everything! Huh...I am his Navi...whoa. That...huh….

“Alright, alright,” Shining said with humor before looking to me. “So shall we go?”

“Wait, won’t you need a better set of protection than...what are you wearing?” Celestia asked as she looked up and down at Shining’s torso-hugging slightly shiny black muscle shirt, and his rather voluminous blue canvas pants. They were like simpler, rougher, tougher hakama.

“Actually, Robin. Thou hast not worn thine armor in ages. We have been attempting to update it, but thine body keeps changing and We art always having to think of ways to make it fit thee. It would serve much better as the Hero’s Garb would it not?” Luna asked of me, and Zelda tittered a bit when Luna said ‘Hero’s Garb’.

“Um...sure.” I reluctantly replied, and in a flash of shadow appeared a buxom shapely mannequin with my...I guess now it’s Shining’s, green and brown padded tunic and trousers with the matching green padded hood/coif that now had Link’s signature ‘sock’ in the back. It even had brown leather bracers and shin guards added with a stylized rendition of my Cutie Mark on them. Said guards were paired with leather gloves and boots. It...hurt. Knowing she’d worked so hard on this for me and I was just letting it be given away… “Sorry, Lulu.” I mewled.

“Love, We would prefer this armor to be used, not gather dust. Thou’rt in no need of it any longer. Besides, We shalt endeavor to make more...domestic garbs for thee.” Luna leered lustily at me, and I felt my core warm as my membrane shone a bit brighter.

“Um...as grateful as I am, it’s made for a woman. Unless I’m gonna have to go through a hopefully temporary sex change, I can’t wear that.” Shining reasonably pointed out, but I sighed and hovered towards it.

Why did it feel his comment would come back to haunt him? Farore why do I have the image of a- wha-

“Shhh! Just a tease.” Farore said confusing me further before I focused on the others.

“Actually. This armor was originally made for me when I was male. It was then magically adjusted to change the size and shape according to what gender I was, and eventually to deal with caribou-levels of endowment. So it should fit you, no problem.” I informed him, feeling depression hit me. I...am I really just preparation for Shining? Was I just good for this and being a little gopher?

“Robin. You’re special. You’re not just a tool to be used and then ignored. You still have a purpose, and people who love and care for you, no matter how little you think you’re worth. If not for you, Shining would not have a snowball’s chance in Tartarus.” Farore insisted as Shining took off his pants to reveal he wore an apron fundoshi, and I felt hot suddenly at seeing what that apron was trying and partially failing, to hide. “Also, he would have had a lot of trouble without you being the sexual energy sink to keep him focused.” W-wait! I’m his-?!

“Link~!” Zelda whined as she covered her eyes, her magic slapping strips of summoned cloth over her two lecherous daughter’s eyes. “You never change!”

“Well excuse~ me, princess!” Shining playfully snarked as he expertly stripped the mannequin and put on the armor with ease. “Wow! This is nice!” Shining declared as he finished checking the straps of his bracers, already wearing the whole suit of sinfully comfy armor, which I already lamented the loss of. Oh well, hopefully, Lulu can make a new set for me that can actually cope with my weird magic and body.

“Good. Because it used to be mine! You better appreciate everything I've done for you!” I demanded of him, which in my tiny fairy form, was more adorable than intimidating, and I knew it.

“I do Robin. I really do.” Shining assured me with a beaming smile. Oh gawd I wanna kiss him! “Well, if that’s all princesses, I have a forest to save.”