Hyrulequestria

Ch.85

Gleaming, wearing me still, and Jalha, were in a jail cell. We stepped forward as the defacto female leaders of the ship and were taken prisoner on the faith that the rest of the ship would remain under house arrest for the time being. They took Gleaming’s satchel, but when they tried to access it, it seemed empty to them. Nice try bitches, that’s my storage space!

Anyway, we told them Gleaming is the Hero, and that we need to speak to Nabooru about the chaos in the region. That, and dropping Hosofa’s name were likely all that kept us from getting attacked or all of us locked up in this jail.

“At least it’s out of the sun.” Gleaming weakly stated to look on the positive side of things.

“You could just ask me to port us over to Dark World, we could walk ten paces this way, and port back here.” Jalha declared as she floated lazily in the air, totally not aiming her exposed panties at us intentionally, not at all. No sir! We aren’t enjoying her panty-covered muff. Not at all~!

“That won’t help us Jalha. Unlike in the past where that would be a good idea, we’re not dealing with the minions of Ganondorf, we’re dealing with a sovereign people just protecting their own.” I said through Gleaming’s lips while looking through the bars at the guard who was lazily leaning against the wall, her spear resting against her shoulder, and clearly having dozed off. “Knowing them, that kind of behavior isn’t common. I’ll bet she’s been working round the clock.”

“Doesn’t make this any better,” Jalha muttered and spun around in the air, then Gleaming and I grunted as she landed in our currently shared lap. “What is taking them so long?”

“It is their leader we requested to see Jalha.” Gleaming said as she wrapped her arms around Jalha’s waist, pulling her closer, pressing her breasts into the thin woman’s shoulders. “Say, how about we-.”

“Sorry to interrupt.” The surging lust I felt from Gleaming cut off and we looked at the cock-blocker to see a Gerudo lioness with a white brassiere and matching sirwal pants smirking at us. “Just so you know, I’m here to bring you to Lady Nabooru’s office.” She turned around and then shook the guard awake. “Go to sleep in a bed damn you. If you’re that tired we could use you on night watch.”

“Mmph, sorry.” The guard tiredly replied, taking the keys from her belt and handing them over. “I’ll go find a bunk and fall in.” The guard managed to straighten up and march herself down the hall as our new guide opened the cell door.

“So what’s your name?” Jalha asked the Gerudo as she about-faced and began guiding us out of the jail.

“Tousutu. I’m nobody important, just one of Lady Nabooru’s assistants. I’ll be taking you to her office.” Tousutu told us as she led us outside. We walked behind her, taking in the Islamic-style architecture of the town, and I noted that there was not a single child outside, and only a few civilians by the look of it. The lionesses in purple were clearly the soldiers, as they were armed, standing guard, on patrols. The fact it was the same garment of the soldiers at Hosofa’s outpost helped. Where did they get so much purple dye anyway? Isn’t that stuff impossibly rare?

“HAHA!” Cheered Loafus, who was somehow here with a shop kiosk and dressed as a Gerudo. He somehow came off as rather effeminate despite not having boobs. He has dem hips and booty tho… “NEW WEAPONS FOR SALE! ALL THE WAY FROM THE NORTH!” Proclaimed the cross-dresser in a disturbingly convincing female voice.

“What do you have?” A Gerudo soldier asked, not at all suspicious for some reason.

“Look for yourself. Prices are displayed, just put the payment in the bowl.” Loafus chuckled before leaning forward. “Tell your friends.”

“Are these those metal spitters those attractive branch-heads were using?” I heard the Gerudo lioness ask before we left the area.

Shortly, Tousutu led us into a stately home, seating us in the entry hall on a convenient stone bench that had plush cushions all along it. “Wait here, I’ll go inform Lady Nabooru of your arrival.” She nodded to us respectfully and continued into the huge Islamic-style manor, for that was all this kind of spacious place could be.

“Why is there patterns in everything?” Jalha asked with awe and bemusement.

“It’s just the art style of the culture Jalha.” I replied simply, not wanting to get into the similarities with Islamic architecture and its cultural, religious, and economical significance. I may have been a cook, but hey, when a building is pretty, you look up what the style is. Also, it was everywhere in the Aladdin movies and cartoon show, and mom loved those...and in the early Assassin’s Creed games.

“Okay?” Jalha awkwardly accepted moments before Tousutu returned.

“If you would follow me.” She briskly told us, then speed-walked back through the manor, us following. “She’s quite busy but sees this as too important to ignore. She’s putting an appointment with the town council on hold for this, don’t take too long with her.”

“We won’t, or at least we’ll try not to. This is serious business after all.” Gleaming insisted before Tousutu stopped at a curtain door to a room, pulling it aside and bowing, gesturing us in.

“Welcome. You’re the Hero?” Asked the red-garbed lioness who had been pacing in her office. She was easily a foot taller, a couple of cup sizes bustier, and maybe even more muscular than any of the other Gerudo we’ve seen. She had a topaz diadem in a thread-tiara on her brow, something I remember seeing Ganondorf possessing, so this version of Nabooru really is the current Queen of her people.

“Yes, I’m Gleaming Shield,” Gleaming said with a bow to her. “Here with me is my companion Jalha, and the shiny blue rubber-like coating on me is my guide and beloved fiance Navi. H-hi!” I said through Gleaming’s lips at the end there, not used to being put on the spot so suddenly.

“Sorry if I’m skeptical, but the Hero has always been male, as has our King for obvious reasons. Mind lowering your trousers a moment to satisfy my concerns?” Nabooru requested without any hint of shame, or naughty intention.

“Alright then,” Gleaming stated before dropping her trousers.

“...Are they always that big?” Nabooru asked, her business-like demeanor suddenly one of carnal hunger and curiosity, but she seemed to rein herself in, shaking her head. “No, no. Head out of the gutter. My concerns are put to rest. But where is your Triforce?”

…

SHIT! “OMIGOSH I CAN’T BELIEVE MYSELF! I noticed the emblem on the back of Zelda’s right hand, and I just realized I never saw one on Shiny! Gleaming! Please tell me you have a triple triangle emblem on your body somewhere with one of the triangles either gold or darker than the others!” I couldn’t feel anything off, not even Gleaming’s Cutie Marks felt different from the rest of her body to me.

“Huh? My birthmark?” Gleaming asked, then turned around, pulling her butt up and turning her right leg a bit, so I peeled back there, revealing on the inside of her back right thigh, the Triforce of Courage. “I was born with it. The doctors couldn’t tell anything odd besides its tattoo-like detail.”

“Why is it on your thigh?” I asked in bemusement, and Gleaming shrugged, slapping her thicc muscular thigh.

“Why am I a herm now? Why am I the Hero and not some other schmuck? Why am I the luckiest gal alive with several romantic lovers who all love me and each other? As far as-YIP!” Gleaming yelped as Nabooru was on her knees, face basically shoved into Gleaming’s big tight muscular juicy callipygian ass to see the Triforce.

“It’s true! You can save us!” Nabooru cheered, then stood up, spun Gleaming around, and clapped her on the shoulders. “I need you to kill a giant monster, liberate our sacred temple, reconnect with our Twili allies, maybe somehow fix our genetic predisposition to females only.”

“Whoa, whoa! One thing at a time! In order please.” I requested as I moved Gleaming’s body to pull her padded trousers back up for her.

“Right. I need you to go to our sacred temple, the Spirit Temple. It also serves as a prison for the worst fiends we’ve been unable to kill, so we call it the Arbiter’s Grounds as well, depending on your purpose for being there. It is overrun by the undead and the Mirror Chamber has been magically sealed, trapping our Twili allies and neighbors in their realm. That has its own issues since normally they would have simply broken free with raw magic power.” Nabooru was pacing again by now, visibly fretting.

“Oh, I know about that place. Don’t worry, I can Guide our Hero through.” I declared proudly before a familiar gold metal egg somehow rose up out of Gleaming’s cleavage.

“Would you like to have help?” The Golden Egg of Wiatr asked.

“We’re dealing with Undead, not sexy people to enthrall with sexiness.” I countered in frustration. If we let this high-tier sex goddess here, the next thing we know everyone will be fucking and we’ll be overrun by undead.

“I’ve dealt with demons, undead, and a city overrun by horrific scientific experiments that would make you want to claw your eyes out. Besides I can control my Fuck Me Aura if it’s not needed. Oh and the whole thing with my daughters, they needed a guiding hand was all.” The Egg explained. “It’s mostly my other halves that don’t like turning it off nowadays.”

“Even so, we’re good I think,” I growled, but Gleaming picked up the egg. “Gleamy no~.”

“We may not need her help for the temple, but she’s in the business of helping with fertility issues right? Well, the Gerudo are basically entirely female and seem cursed to only have one male every century-.” Gleamy was interrupted by the Egg jumping in her hand.

“THE GERUDO! Oh gosh, I’m so excited! Willow remembers them so well, I’ll gladly help if it’ll help avoid more suffering in the future!” The Egg excitedly chattered.

“You know another Goddess besides the Golden Goddesses?” Nabooru asked in astonishment, and I had to remember the Gerudo are pretty damn isolated out here.

“Um, there are many Goddesses besides those three. I happen to be the Goddess of Order and Fairies, my other Trinity members are the Goddess of Chaos and the Goddess of Harmony. We thought we were just Great Fairies but no~ we aren’t that lucky.” I grumbled before sighing and continuing. “That’s not even covering there’s a local Sex Goddess in the Black Isles, which are suffering an occupation of monsters right now, and there’s the Goddess of the Sun and the Goddess of the Moon and Fertility. It’s a rather big pantheon we’ve got going here if we all unionize.” I snorted in amusement at the concept of a freaking pantheon union. Heya! Pay a tithe and if anything happens to you, we’ll save your ass! OMG! Religions are just overblown unions!

“That is...unprecedented. I don’t know if Din would let so many minor Goddesses besides Hylia on our plane…” Nabooru said with concern, but my membrane turned green and I felt Farore make Gleaming smile.

“Pardon, Farore here. Just validating my avatar’s claims. All these Goddesses appearing are seriously helping the realm stabilize, so we’re more than okay with it. If you wish to commune directly with Din, journey to the kingdom to the north north-east and seek Eris, Goddess of Chaos, as she is Din’s avatar.” Farore helpfully informed the woman before returning me to normal.

“That is-! Yes! Thank you Goddess Farore, I will organize such a pilgrimage when the undead are dealt with.” Nabooru bowed to us, then looked a bit more excited. “So, about this Fertility goddess?”

“Just say, Wiatr I summon you, and I can pop over!” The Egg chirped excitedly, and I whined, not wanting to, so Gleaming took the option away.

“Wiatr, I summon you,” Gleaming said in her sexy contralto voice, and the Egg suddenly flew out of our hand, bouncing on the floor, before surging in size and splitting open vertically, the halves shrinking before snapping together and leaving the summoned person standing over it.

A huge 8-foot tall black wolf stood there, decked out in bone armor, a massive sword on her back, and lights glowing from an undersuit. The armor had a draconic look to it, the tail long and bladed, and I began to notice guns on her hips and just over her ass. This Sex goddess looked more like a goddess of war, even though she had my usual proportions.

“I am Svartr, one-fourth of Wiatr. For reference, we’re a gestalt Goddess composed of four mighty souls. Aside from our Queenly Draconic Soul, Cynder, I’m the most skilled at war as I was formerly a Black Knight in service to Lord Gwyn.” Svartr announced herself and then bowed slightly. “The Warmaiden Lupine Soul, Svartr, stands before you.”

“Yes, yes. Good. Lovely. I’m terrified that even a quarter of you is here. Could you please fix the Gerudo’s fertility curse and leave before reality crashes down around our ears?” I rudely insisted, uncomfortable in her presence. It was like when Luna had the Sex Aspect, I felt both myself and Gleaming squirming in need. This is with her ‘Fuck Aura’ off?!

“Um, ladies, I feel...weird,” Jalha said, her body turning red and panting as if short of breath. “W-what’s happening?!”

“Damn. I have it suppressed as hard as I can. This world really isn’t ready for us yet.” Svartr grumbled as Nabooru fell to her knees and was mindlessly running her hands up and down Svartr’s lower stomach and thigh, the lioness drooling and her eyes glazed. “Don’t worry, I’ll just work my blessings and be on my way before I send the town into a fuck frenzy.”

“P-please do.” Gleaming panted, groping her breasts and biting her lips. “Oh gawd~ Navi, fuck me…”

“N-no~,” I whined, knowing this would happen, but Svartr quickly began weaving her hands in the air, muttering, and Nabooru began shining in iridescent light.

“I will leave one thing for you,” Svartr told us before placing down a small bladeless hilt. “Quickly, say: Wiatr, our contract is complete.”

“Wiatr our contract is complete!” I squeaked out as I convulsed around Gleaming’s raging hard-on under her trousers, and the golden egg halves appeared around Svartr as she backed away from Nabooru, the halves slamming together and the egg shrinking into nothingness, leaving only the original egg where it had been forgotten on the floor.

“Huh~?” Nabooru dumbly asked, blinking as clarity returned to her mind and she wiped the drool off her chin and got up off of the floor. “What just happened? I feel like committing a snu-snu execution I’m so horny!”

“Gleaming summoned only a quarter of the Fertility and Sex Goddes Wiatr. Her just being here drove you dumb with arousal, worked us up into a near frenzy, and I don’t want to imagine what could be going on outside.” I informed her as Tousutu’s voice keened in a rapturous leonine yowl from somewhere in the manor.

“What? Goodness. At least tell me she did something for our female-only birthing issues.” Nabooru groped herself and moaned, reaching into her pants and starting to masturbate where she stood.

“She waved her hands around, you shone with rainbow light, and she left that.” Gleaming panted out as she pointed at the bladeless dagger hilt. Then Gleamy grunted as she came into me, and I spasmed as my vagina-sensitive membrane acted as a condom. Thank Luna this armor is hiding that, or I’m sure Nabooru would be pouncing on us. Well, her and Jalha, the poor ghost was desperately masturbating where she floated about in the air, giving us quite the show.

“I can’t believe how horny I am~!” Jalha moaned, going at her cunt with both hands, her panties pulled aside and forgotten as she desperately fingered herself. “Please fuck me Gleamy, I know you’ve gotta be hard as a rock under those pants!”

“Wait, she has a cock?!” Nabooru then tore off her clothes, casting the ruined pants and brassiere away as her breasts swelled to basketballs with how aroused she was.

“She showed you, remember?” Jalha hazily mentioned as Gleaming realized she was back into a corner.

“FUCK ME!” Nabooru roared, pouncing on us like a, well, like a lion on a zebra.

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“Oh~ I am going to have so many cubs~.” Nabooru cooed as she rubbed her inflated belly, Gleamy’s prodigious cum production managing to stuff her to the point of looking full-term pregnant even after having fed me so much before that. “Mm~ so full. I hope you don’t mind filling me more~.” Nabooru purred in that deep and powerful thrum that echoed through her, into Gleamy’s cock, and right into her prostate.

“Crap. Let me pull out.” Gleaming begged as Nabooru wiggled and started bouncing again. “Oh~ you’re not even using magic and you’re making cum like a hose~!” Gleamy whined as the vibrating stimulation sent her into another orgasm. “Guh~!”

“Ah~!’ Jalha wailed as I railed her. I couldn’t take being a back seat, and impregnating Gleamy was too much of a risk, so I decided to see if Jalha could get pregnant instead. The ghost was already a balloon of my slime spooge and I was still jackhammering into her cunt anyway.

“Fuck, I feel I’m coming down now.” I groaned as my hefty balls started actually shrinking. They’re mostly an arbitrary representation of the process my body generates cum on demand, but it felt so good to have such massive balls as I fucked someone into immobility. “Sorry about this Jalha, but it was either you or Gleamy and Gleamy can’t turn intangible.”

“Don’t apologize~!” Jalha cooed as she shuddered, the globular ten-foot ball of cum with no features besides her cunt and her head convulsing in orgasm. “Oh~...”

“MALES!” several lionesses yelled as they looked in the room. Oh, shit, there was supposed to be a meeting with the town council! They all hungrily approached before Nabooru roared at them.

“This one’s mine, you can have the goddess over there!” The Gerudo Queen told them with a possessive growl, even wrapping her legs around Gleamy’s butt to keep the horny Hero fucking her.

“N-now-now! No need to be hasty!” I nervously said, before grabbing at the hilt, wondering what it did. I got my answer as I feebly aimed it at the crowd of amazons flooding into the room via the door, and the leader suddenly lost her breasts, shot up two feet to ten feet in height, and became an adonis to rival Thorax. The new male blinked as his red mane sprouted and his male organs surged out, causing him to yelp in an impressive baritone voice.

“MINE!” Nabooru yowled, grabbing the gender-bending tool from me and changing a few more of the warriors and demanded they service the others, which they gladly did. “They had fantasies of being male that they told me about.”

“Transvestites?” I groaned as the new males gladly helped the females of the tribe.

“Yes.” Nabooru moaned while her belly sloshed with seed as Gleaming started coming down from her sexual high. “I’ll only use this on ones I know for certain want to be males. Oh~, don’t stop now~.” Nabooru whined at Gleamy, grinding their crotches together and causing the lioness’ inflated twin-sized pregnant belly to slosh loudly.

“My balls are running, oh goddesses, low!” Gleaming moaned as she tried pulling out. I felt Farore huff in need, though she hadn’t been affected by Svartr, she was horny and begging me to let her take her over to Gleaming so she could impregnate her.

“Please no, Farore. She’s so tired already, and we can’t just fuck around! The undead!” I wailed, knowing this whole affair would happen the moment anything involving Wiatr came around. “Please don’t take me over, please don’t turn Gleamy into a breeding stud, please don’t make us fail our Quest!”

“Fuck~...” Gleaming moaned as she dozed off, falling into Nabooru’s belly and boobs, balls at their normal size.

“Aw~. I guess I overdid it.” Nabooru cheekily boasted, rubbing Gleamy’s mane affectionately as she enjoyed the afterglow.

“You think?” I groaned as Nabooru carefully and lovingly removed Gleaming and let her rest on top of the inflated woman, who clenched her cunt to keep her seed in. She stayed like that for a few minutes before gently setting Gleamy on the carpet. Now free, she crawled on all fours, belly pressing into the floor as she came over to me. “My turn, Farore.” She purred pulling me out of Jalha.

“N-no-yes!” I started, only for Farore to take me over, turning my slime green, my breasts surging in size to beach balls, my cock became a pillar of caribou meat, my balls swelling back into beach-balls as she pulled the lusty lion queen into a passionate kiss.

“Farore!” I growled before I moaned at Nabooru’s Queenly cunt taking me. “Farore? Are you using both mine and your seed?”

“Gotta cum. Gotta breed! Need, unf, to, ah, be reborn~!” Farore wailed as she thrust into the lioness, the amazon easily taking our bitch-breaking cock. “Seeing Tsunami, Sasami, seeing you seed a whole galaxy has inspired me Navi! We’re going to ease your burdens by, unf, properly incarnating in this realm, our pride of creation! Nabooru! I give my incarnation to you!”

“Yes~!” Nabooru wailed as I felt our cock entering her womb. I gasped as my balls had Farore slide into them, my body mine once more, but Farore’s essence was now in my cum! “Seed me! Take me! Give me the honor-*ROAR*~!” Nabooru roared in rapture as I couldn’t hold it, and I screamed as I gushed into the lion queen, blacking out because I came so fucking hard.