Hyrulequestria

Ch.55

“Ugh, what happened?” I groaned as Farore apologized over and over to me through our wordless connection. Oh. I guess three chests at once is too much for me.

“You blacked out little lass,” Darunia told me as he and Gohma/Shining slowly walked out of the dead Goron City, me being carried in the soft heaven of Gohma/Shiny’s boobs. “I think I know where the prison of Volvagia might be after all this time, so we’re heading there.”

“So we may find Ember there?” Shining asked, looking over a Massive crossbow with the same bow profile as two compound bows operated with an intricate windlass mechanism that somehow managed to not be overly bulky, despite easily being as long as the Springfield. She even had the Hylian Shield, and the Biggoron Sword on her back. Holy hell did Darunia up Shiny’s arsenal.

“It’s the only place in the Temple I can suppose Volvagia would bother keeping such a high-profile prisoner. If the place is as decrepit as you-oh. No.” Darunia’s stern, deep, rumbling voice-oh gawd yis-finally gained a sad and forlorn tone as we left the abandoned Thaig that was once Goron City. “My home...it has changed. So much. This isn’t just several generations. This is civilizations come and gone.”

“Which is exactly the case.” I groaned as I got to my feet, wobbling on Gohma/Shiny’s jiggly and wonderful bosom that only had the bottom half covered by the molten stone armor she was wearing. “So, I bet you can hear her,” I said moments before Volvagia roared.

“VOLVAGIA WA-HA-HANT~!” The giantess was sobbing. Holy shit she’s sobbing from being so desperately horny. I thought I had it bad before, I can’t imagine being so horny it hurts.

“This might actually turn into a case of laying the dragon.” I sighed and cringed as she whimpered and choked while clearly trying to get herself off. I can’t imagine being unable to get off when I’m that horny or at least being unable to be satisfied.

“Is there no one big enough to satisfy her? I don’t know much, but I know you girls like size...for the most part. Again I’m new to gender.” Darunia asked as he looked around, and began walking away from the direction we’d come from to get here. Thank gosh, I hate backtracking, and the mine was more than enough of that for me.

“Considering she’s easily a couple-hundred feet tall? Yeah, no. Nobody besides my base body would be able to satisfy her.” I got my wings moving, taking to the air to hover around once more. My dragon wings may not be as efficient as my fairy wings, but even tired they’ll do.

“Hm...Biggoron. How about you try to calm her down? You may only be over 20 feet tall, but you’ll be bigger than anything else here.” Darunia the 10-foot tall stony hunk ‘suggested’ in the manner that is clearly not a suggestion at all.

“W-what b-boss?! I-I don’t even have sexual organs for that!” Biggoron, who was following at the rear, whined in complaint.

“Use your hands, your mouth, your imagination! Damn, no wonder other races always found us so creepy when we didn’t even understand gender-based social cues.” Darunia snarled as he rubbed his groin, his vollyball-sized nuts bouncing against his muscular thighs like delicious and heavy fruit just waiting for some attention...shit. Her musk is starting to get to me.

“That hurt boss.” Biggoron sighed before looking in the direction of her moans. “Do I have to?”

“If we’re going to keep her from raging and making things worse, yes.” Darunia grimly insisted, and Biggoron gulped nervously, and then rolled up, charging off in the direction of the desperately horny dragoness, who wailed in surprise shortly after.

“Okay, that may buy us time,” Shiny said as she shoved the Arbalest into her cleavage. That is still hilarious and uncanny to see. “The sooner we find Ember and the Bloodstone Scepter, the better we may stand a chance against Volvagia.”

“It is a shame that the Megaton Hammer has likely gone missing. If we could find it, I would be able to wield it against her. I may not need weapons for most enemies, but against a creature like Volvagia, it is necessary.” Darunia lamented as Shiny hummed, pulling the Map and Compass out of her tits.

“Well, according to this, there’s still a couple more Big Chests further ahead. Maybe we’ll find something useful?” Shiny suggested and I groaned at the thought of channeling for Farore so soon.

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It was a long and boring trek through the ruins. It seemed the area we’d gone through above was the most populated with monsters, as the rest of the hollow Death Mountain was content to be just as empty as the word hollow. The whole time, however, it was getting...harder, to focus. It wasn’t just me either. Gohma/Shiny were clearly getting antsy, looking towards Darunia as much as I was. Oh~ why did our latest guide have to be so hawt~?

“There it is. Or, at least, what my hazy memories say it should be.” Darunia huffed as he pointed to a recessed and fractured iron box easily the size of a large retail store that was half in the wall of the mountain, and half in the floor. There was a crack running from the side, up over the top, and leaking lava. “Our ancestors sealed Volvagia away for the crimes of cannibalism and cruelty. Now though, it seems her appetites have become less nefarious, yet no less destructive.”

“Yeah, which would be par for the course.” I sighed as we marched into the giant iron cube and witnessed the damage inside. It was literally Volvagia’s boss chamber from Ocarina of Time, but without whack-a-mole holes and what was clearly a very overly complicated series of bars, chains, and other restraining devices left in pieces instead. “So the Megaton hammer is here?”

“Should be. It might be in the back of the chamber.” Darunia huffed as he looked over the trashed chamber. “Damn. I was hoping Volvagia would have imprisoned this Ember person you’re looking for here, at least then we would’ve found something.”

“Hm…” Shining hummed as she took out the Map and Compass again. “It says there is a Big Chest in here, but it’s not in the open. So where is it?” At Shiny’s words, I hummed in consideration. This room was just a boss chamber in the game, but it’s obviously more in this reality. If the tool to defeating or pacifying Volvagia is here, then the wardens wouldn’t want it in the open where the prisoner could just get ahold of it.

Gah! I really wish I had a guidebook right now! “I’m not coming up with any...huh?” My vision became all blue and I felt like I was looking through a night vision scope or something. But instead of just bringing definition to darkness, my vision was instead highlighting details I would’ve otherwise missed. “Shiny. Fire an arrow at the center of the ceiling.”

“What?” Shining asked curiously but shrugged and pulled the Arbalest from her cleavage, shooting where I had indicated. The moment she did, a Golden Eye Switch appeared when it had been shot, causing a loud clunking noise. “Huh?”

“You’re welcome. Sorry, it took a while, but you’re supposed to help the Hero solve puzzles that he, currently a she, would not be able to solve on their own.” Farore said to me as an ornate Big Chest appeared in a swirl of green light at the far side of the chamber. “Don’t worry about me having to do anything with this one. The Megaton Hammer is an old, and venerable weapon. I don’t need to bless it more than it already is.”

“Excellent!” Darunia declared happily as he rushed across the remains of Volvagia’s bindings and opened the chest, hefting out a massive warhammer with a solid steelhead and a vicious claw on the back of it. It was so unreasonably shiny with it’s liquid chrome surface, only interrupted by tribal engravings and runes on it that seemed to shine in the light of the lava. “With this mighty weapon forged by my ancestors, I will be able to aid against Volvagia.”

“Wonderful! Now let us seek out Ember and the Bloodstone Scepter. If losing the Scepter turned the largest dragon into the smallest, then her getting her claws on it could further tip the scales in our favor.” Gohma excitedly declared as she stowed the Arbalest away.

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We left Volvagia’s former prison and followed Shiny who was following the Map/Compass towards the last Big Chest the location-specific magic items were indicating. Bets were that it was the Bloodstone Scepter. It only made sense, because unless Volvagia had the Scepter on her person, which would be disastrous and help explain her size, then this chest was our next logical target.

Again, it seemed that the monsters were actively avoiding the open areas of the mountain. Considering we were in clear line of sight with Volvagia, I could understand that. Thankfully whatever Biggoron was doing, it had her fully invested in her endless masturbatory session.

So again we made it to our destination unaccosted, to a disturbingly familiar stone door, this time with an engraving of a fiery eye. “Okay, remember the last time we came across a door like this Shiny?”

“Yeah. That deadly Dynalfos nearly killed us.” Shiny tensed, taking up her new sword and shield, having to use both of her right arms to properly wield the Biggoron sword.

“Oh, that’s good! You can use both at the same time!” I chuckled as Darunia walked up to the door and started lifting it.

“This better not be some relic my descendants made and it went mad.” Darunia huffed before the door went up. We entered, and heard a surprised gasp above us.

“Hey, you! Up here!” We looked up at the young woman’s voice, and in a hanging cage near the ceiling was a small blue dragoness, looking barely into her teens and maybe even Hannah’s age. She was bruised and beaten, but she still had a fire in her eyes as she sneered down at us. “Get me out of here so I can go back out there and rip that bitch’s clit off!”

Before we could respond, the door behind us slammed shut, and bars rose up from the floor over it. Then, the room began rumbling, and I sighed as I buffed my claws on my breast, waiting for the boss introduction drama to get over with. Unlike Dynalfos, I could already guess what enemy this is by the pile of rocks in the pool of lava in front of us.

Sure enough, the...admittedly less derpy-looking Cragma rose up, his unexpectedly fierce maw of sharp stone fangs dripping lava as he roared at us, his massive arms smashing into the shore of his lava pool and cracking the stone. To be honest, his head looks more like Fyrus’ than the dopey cycloptic head the original Cragma had.

“Shoot the glowing bits on its body, then smash in its head.” I yawned, flying up to the battered princess boredly, ignoring the swearing, yelling, and other sounds of battle below. “So. Your dad wants you to succeed him. We’re gonna get the Bloodstone Scepter back and give it to you, will it do anything special?”

“Well, dad always said the Scepter was more a symbol of office, but with how he shriveled up when that bitch stole it from him, I’m betting yeah, it would make me at least bigger than this puny slip of lava you see here.” Ember snarled as she gestured to her petite and lithe self. “At least I’m not as tiny as you. How did you end up so small anyway?”

“What is it with dragons and so much obsession oversize? Look, I just shrink down to this size for convenience. I range from this size to about as big as Volvagia when in my tree.” I huffed in annoyance as I crossed my arms under my chest.

“Really? Could have fooled me.” Ember told me with a tilt of her head.

“Grrr!” I snarled, sizing up, getting squished in her cage as I continued growing, quickly smishing her against the opposite bars with my gigantic tits. “Wanna see more?!”

“Holy Din! You’re huge!” Ember gushed, grabbing my breast flesh. I preened at the praise, only to blink and shake my head, returning to fun-size. “Hey! Change back!”

“Why should I? And you said Din? You worship the old gods?” I asked in a bit of surprise since only Hylia was openly worshiped properly with the Golden Goddesses only getting brief mentions.

“Bah. The Princesses have proven to be unreliable when the dung hits high-winds. Even if she may never grace this realm again, Din’s Power is still felt everywhere.” Ember declared with certainty.

“Hehehehehehehe.” I chuckled evilly before pointing to my forehead.

“So? Farore’s great, she did give us all life, but it’s Din who created the world that life lives on.” Ember declared with her hands on her slim hips.

“I’m Farore’s Avatar, she can hear you. Din’s Avatar is one of my mates.” I informed the petite dragoness.

“Oh yeah? Prove it. I don’t care about you being Farore’s damn left nipple, but I’d be impressed to meet whoever Din considers worthy of being her Avatar.” Ember casually replied, then poked my breasts. “Now, are you gonna let me play with those delicious funbags of yours, or am I gonna have to wait here in boredom for your two partners to finish off big, dumb, and loud down there?”

“Funbags or a saggus?” I asked before going to my original gender and sizing up until I was sitting in the cage and getting scrunched up with Ember pressed against my male genitals.

“Oh~ those are nice too.” Ember lecherously cooed as she fondled my red nuts, which at my cage-straining size were each big enough for her to curl up into. “Mm~ all the girls are gonna be jealous when I mention getting to touch someone so big.”

“Wow. You dragons really are obsessed with size~.” I lilted in my surprisingly rich and deep male voice, still feeling horny from all the musk Volvagia was flooding the mountain with. “Unf, getting stiff.” I groaned as my cock stiffened against her tiny body. She may look like a young girl, but her behavior clearly is that of a young woman~!

“Wow. You’re bigger right here than my whole body!” Ember gushed in excitement, licking her lips, but before anything more naughty could continue, the chain supporting the cage suddenly snapped and fell, smashing in the top of Cragma’s head before bouncing onto the floor between Darunia and Shiny/Gohma.

“Oh, fuck.” I huffed while looking at the destroyed cyclops as Ember wiggled against the bars and my spear-shaped penis glans. “Hey, guys. See you finished it up already.”

“Yes, and you wish for declaring a marriage.” Darunia deadpanned in disapproval.

“Nope! I deny that! I’m just enjoying myself.” Ember declared as she wriggled against my shaft. “As hot as this is, can you get us out of this cage?”

“Yeah, if she keeps this up, I’m gonna blow.” I moaned as Farore purred and egged me on. Damn it you pervy Life Goddess, this really isn’t the time. I’m not just some slut or man-whore.

“With how we’re all likely to be feeling, and how Volvagia is likely to want us to lay her, then it might be best to save our libido for her.” Gohma insisted though she was clearly getting bothered.

“Ew.” Ember gagged before moving up my shaft and licking my cumslit.

“Why are you egging me on~?” I asked as Farore moaned and made me rub my shaft with one hand and the other grabbing Ember’s slim hip.

“Ladies. Calm.” Darunia ordered, and his intoxicating voice actually gave me pause. “As pent-up as you all are right now, save it for the lusting rage dragon. I believe we may have found what we’re after.” Darunia gestured his head at the Big Chest that appeared in front of Cragma’s body.

“Thank goodness.” I sighed as Shining moved to open the chest. After opening it, she pulled out an obsidian staff with a blood-red stone set in the claw-like head.

“I believe this is yours, princess,” Shiny said as she approached Ember and handed her the-WAIT!

“We’re still in the c-!” I was interrupted by getting squished by an absolutely absurd amount of powder-blue scaled flesh, which I could barely hear overwhelming the cave and bursting out into the main mountain.

“Oh~Yes~!” Ember wailed as she wiggled and rubbed me on her crawl out of the far-too-small chamber. When she’d crawled off of me, I was able to see the room was destroyed, and both Darunia and Shiny/Gohma had suffered being squished too with how they were indented into them-shaped holes in the floor like I was. “You sexy bitch! I’m gonna fuck you stupid!”

“W-what-AH~! YES! VOLVAGIA WANT~!” Volvagia excitedly declared as I pushed myself to my feet, rubbing my head while Shiny and Darunia picked themselves up too. I staggered to the gaping hole that led into the mountain, and watched as the now-hourglass-proportioned Ember, matching my usual sizes, as seemed standard these days, pounced hungrily on a very eager similarly-shaped red and gold dragoness, both of the same absolutely preposterous sizes.

“Should I join?” I asked Shining. Being male could tucker them out faster...or it couldn’t. Should I just go herm so I can at least have tits to distract them too?

“Do it! Breed them!” Farore demanded.

“Why are you so insistent on this? I figured dragons would be Din’s thing.” I grumbled as I walked lazily towards the wild sexual tryst, Darunia and Shiny tiredly following.

“She is, she’s watching over my shoulder, doing things to me~.” Farore explained.

“Well let’s just watch and wait for Volvagia to be sated then heal her.” Gohma/Shining sighed.

“Okay.” I groaned in a mixture of relief and disappointment as we sat down on a higher vantage point to watch the show.

Whoa. I didn’t know women’s legs could bend like that. Or how intense lesbian sex could get. Is she-holy shit. That is so hawt~!

“AH~!”

“TAKE MY TAIL, YOU BITCH! TAKE ALL OF IT!”

“YES~!”

It wasn’t long before we were all masturbating to this glorious sight.