Hyrulequestria

Ch.99

No longer superbly pissed-off like last time, Gleaming could now see how much damage the flood had done to the immediate area. The camp was in shambles, the forest was sopping wet. The ground was not ready for such a deluge and had turned muddy. It wasn’t an issue for Gleaming’s new gooey lion paw and dragon foot to get through, but she did have to take off her boots since they insisted on sinking into the muck.

“Having goo feet is weird,” Gleaming muttered as she stayed out of the way of several minions who were cleaning up the area by using large shovels to till the muddy ground and expose drier dirt to mix with it.

“You’ll get used to it.” I chuckled, having had a bit of a time adjusting to having legs myself when my locomotion mound was everything I needed. “Just wait until you try having a mound to slither around on.”

“That just sounds weird.” Gleaming chuckled as we got nearer to the temple.

“Wait, I just realized. Why aren’t you flying? You have fairy wings now.” I reminded my fiance, who blinked and looked over her shoulders at the feathery fairy wings, which she fluttered and the magic appendages instantly allowed her to float us off the muddy ground.

“Ah, forgot those were there.” Gleaming commented sheepishly as she pulled on her boots. “This is so great Navi. I can hardly wait to get into morphing my body.” Gleamy fidgeted as she accidentally shrunk down to 5 inches tall. “Uh, not like this! Not yet anyway...”

“Maybe we should let me pilot the body?” I sheepishly suggested, and Gleaming sighed before taking me off her breast and putting me back on her face. “There, I’ll keep us stable, you go about our quest Gleamy,” I said as I sized us back up to normal height, pulling the Hero’s Garb back up over our shared left breast.

“Good. Is that an airship dingy heading towards the fight Vaati was having?” Gleaming said as she spotted the ship high above. “Nevermind, we can’t reach whoever that is anyway.”

“Not important either. We’ve given Waterblight time to shore up her defenses and drown our hopes of success.” We hovered in place and I sighed. “That bad?”

“There’s good puns out there Navi, you just need to find them.” Gleamy patted the top of our bosom consolingly as she flew us through the Diamond Cathedral and back into the main chamber of the Temple of Time. The soldiers, now armed with magic guns, were basically just boredly shooting the cursed enemies birthed by the Malice Muff, and the Malice hadn’t managed to expand at all.

Flying upstairs revealed that the water puzzle sealing off Waterblight’s battle room was now holding just the right amount of water rather than being overfull from the flooding. The water puzzle was a complex fountain that seemed to have multiple paths for the water to travel, each one leading to a jug and scale affair. However, it seemed more complicated than that, because each jug had a different symbol.

“I don’t like water puzzles.” Gleaming sighed as she examined the puzzle.

“This is better than the creepiest temple I know related to Majora.” I sighed. “It was pretty spooky, but it was also the most complicated thing ever. It wasn’t just it’s gimmick either, you had to bring everything you’d gathered to the table to even hope of surpassing it.” While I was lost in thought, Gleamy already solved the puzzle. “Huh? Already?”

“It wasn’t that complicated when I thought about it.” Gleaming chuckled as the door opened. However, before we could move towards it, a massive blue spear of energy rocketed through the door, and we yelped as Gleaming barely managed to twist us out of the way. The follow-up was getting grabbed by Waterblight Ganon, who seemed to teleport into the water of the solved puzzle, and we got pulled into the pool.

“Magical explosives work in water!” I barked out to remind Gleaming. If this was Twilight Princess, where you needed special bombs for the water, we’d be screwed. Luckily this isn’t magicless Link we’re dealing with.

“Huh? But if we set off explosives underwater, the shockwave will kill us!” Gleaming hysterically stated, and I remembered that water is deadly when it comes to shockwaves. Crap.

“Need help?!” We heard from Loafus from seemingly nowhere with a smile. “Fifty rupees~.”

“How did we hear him? Why is he even here?” I asked before something on our wrist glowed as Gleamy punched Waterblight in the eye. “Gleaming what is that?”

“Something Loafus gave Tirek and I while in the Dark World.” Gleaming explained as I recognized a fucking Gameboy Advance colored TINGLE green and downsized to a wristwatch. Loafus replaced Tingle in this era long before I turned him into a fairy to monitor the Veil it seems. “He calls it the Loafus Loader. I can contact him from anywhere and purchase things from him at any time.”

“And you haven’t used it before why?” I asked as she kept punching, her Power Gauntlet enhanced strength doing a good bit of damage to the phantasmic entity who was reforming her spear hand.

“Because I’ve basically bought everything I needed from Loafus and Sans already? I’ve got, like, I think 16 ‘Hearts’ of health according to Sans, and I’ve bought everything I thought useful from Loafus. But he did offer remote magic on demand. Pay-Per-Play or something he called it.” Gleamy informed me as she jerked her head aside to avoid the laser-sharp edge of the blue energy spear.

“Remote magic?” I asked before Gleaming hit yes.

Suddenly, we were standing at the entrance to the dungeon instead of in Waterblight’s clutches. Did Loafus just use Farore’s Wind on us?! “Whew! Worth fifty rupees to get out of that jam.” Gleaming reached into our cleavage, pulling out Thumper and loading it just in time for Waterblight to come charging out of the puzzle room at us.

Big mistake.

Again, Gleamy made mincemeat of the poor, defenseless boss, and we got to see the central chamber clear of Malice this time after blasting it to bits. The Darkness from it flowed into the now revealed Boss Door that was on the ground floor. A quick flight up to it’s designated chamber revealed the Boss Chest with the Big Key, and we hurried back. “Okay. Ready Navi?”

“Considering whatever we’re fighting has the concentration of Malice and all Four Elemental Blights? No. But you’ve got this! I’m not the hero for a reason.” I replied to my fiance.

“Got it!” Gleaming chuckled as we walked to the boss's door.

“Good luck. Also, I got an ocarina in stock now!” Loufus yelled from his mini shop.

“Don’t need it Loafus, I have the Sheikah Lyre,” Gleaming responded in exasperation. Clearly this is a common topic between them.

“Oh. Shit.” I said upon entering the Boss Chamber. It was as pristine and beautiful as the rest of the place. Save the bear-headed bronze automaton statue that clashed with most of the place. It was already active, each of its four arms not covering its bosom dancing with one of the elements the Blights personified. Sorry, not it, she as she’s clearly Masked. The energy animating her wasn’t just pure Darkness either, it was Malice. Meaning she’s been fully possessed by the creeping poison. “Koloktos!” I yelled out.

“Must you shout like that?” Koloktos unexpectedly huffed from her ursine muzzle. “I’m right here. I can hear you just fine, and I’m sure your host can as well.”

“Ah, sorry. Big dangers kinda freak my beloved out.” Gleaming sheepishly told the golden metal titan.

“Understandable. I am an amalgam of the four Blights of Ganon, and a superior automated defense construct built by the Goddesses. Although, the mammaries are a recent addition.” Koloktos cupped her massive metal mammaries, which jiggled and she pouted her oddly flesh-like metal bear face as her nipples dribbled purple Malice goop. Then again, the Iron Waifus and Knuckles seemed oddly fleshy despite being metal too.

“So are you friendly? Or not?” I asked, ready to fight if need be.

“Regardless of my inclinations, I have a job to do. As my reason for existing is to stop whoever enters this room or perish trying, I have no choice. Apologies.” Koloktos sincerely told us before summoning Wind, Lightning, Fire, and Water to her fingertips. “The four elements that comprise all things in the skies and seas, I call upon you!”

“Can we please not?” Gleaming whined. “I could just play a song, you’re free of your duties, and I get the Master Sword, go home, take a short break, then go find Grogar, Ganondorf, and Majora or whatever.”

“Look. I understand you don’t with to fight but-.”

“Please~? I’ll do whatever you want in the bedroom first thing when we get home.” Gleaming began working the doe eyes. I know how powerful they are because I practiced in the mirror, and both Nicole and Surgeon can make me cave instantly when they break it out.

“...Do you...ahem...have anything against...bondage?” Koloktos’ golden ursine face reddened a bit as she looked away.

“No, not at all.” Gleaming stated pulling out the lyre.

“Wait! Not just any bondage. I mean blindfolds, lashing straps, gags, being hung from the ceiling in a harness while people molest you and strike you with riding crops!” Koloktos’ face reddened, even more, her metallic bosom swelling into her hands in her arousal. How does Majora do such amazing magic on these formerly inanimate entities? “How about butt and pussy plugs? Cock rings! Nipple piercings?!”

“Um…Navi?” Gleaming asked, still ready to play the lyre.

“Uh, that kinda turns me off, but I don’t know about Gleamy. I know it’s safe and Celestia likes that kind of stuff, but she’s not as hardcore about it.” I replied. “I’m open to trying new things though, so maybe Gleamy is too? Again, I can’t speak for her.”

“...So you have someone who can indulge my fantasies?” Koloktos demanded with a bit of a deranged lecherous sneer.

“So long as you don’t mind inflation? Yes.” I declared in firm knowledge that Tia did enjoy BDSM, after all, that forced inflation session was still fap-worthy for me.

“Navi, you’re making us horny right now.” Gleaming chuckled before starting the song.

“Hm...that is rather soothing.” Koloktos visibly relaxed then exploded and reformed into a mask with no issues. “Oh! This feels rather nice really. I’m not feeling that caustic darkness in me either.” We picked her up and Gleamy took me off, so we could both ride on her boobs together. “My, what is this flavor I’m tasting? I have taste?”

“Welcome to the family Koloktos.” I giggled, already having to swallow some of Gleamy’s creamy slime. “So the sword should be just ahead.” “Please tell me Farore, that there’s nothing odd about the Master Sword.”

“Hm? Whatever do you mean?” Farore responded distractedly as Gleamy slowly ascended the steep and rather ominous stairwell leading up after Koloktos’ boss chamber.

“I mean, is Fi alive? Did she not get absorbed or something? Was the Master Sword just done-and-done?” I asked Farore as we neared the top, reaching beautiful gold and silver inlaid mahogany doors.

“What? Oh, no. Fi is still in there. Why would she need to die? We’re not cruel. She needed to exist to make sure Demise couldn’t escape once sealed into the Master Sword until he perished from purification.” Farore explained and I groaned. “What is it?”

“Is she potentially oversexed?” I asked as Gleaming pushed open the door, revealing a dusty chamber. On a pedestal on a small upraised dais rested the beautiful blue hilted, wing-guarded, topaz-gem accented, nearly glowing white double-edged broadsword that could only be the Master Sword.

“I beg your pardon?!” Farore demanded as Gleaming gasped and slowly approached, as if in a trance.

“Considering Hylia, and your sisters were considered the Pinnacle of beauty, isn’t it possible that you unintentionally gave Fi unnaturally sexy looks?” Gleaming paused at the top of the dais, looking at the sword with awe, even seeming to hesitate to reach out to it.

“...Maybe? It’s been several thousand years, I can’t remember what Fi looks like.” Farore’s declaration of ignorance basically ensured this outcome.

“Yeah.” I sighed in resignation as Gleaming touched the sword, but yelped as we were blasted away from it. “What?! Gleamy, are you okay?!”

“Ouch~! My hand...” She held up her stump, revealing her left hand had been flash evaporated. “Why did it do that?” Gleaming whimpered as she regenerated her hand, her breasts getting smaller as she sacrificed biomass for it. I’ll have to teach her how to bank biomass later.

“Oh no...Gleamy, your changes! You might be considered impure!” I announced, and we sat there in shock.

“That...that just won’t do! FI! WAKE UP!” Farore suddenly appeared in the chamber, glaring down at the Master Sword. “Wake up you simple oaf! You just harmed my chosen hero!”

“Hm? I’m awake?” Came a melodious voice from the sword, and out of the topaz appeared a blue and purple alicorn mare with no arms and instead had long foot-length cloth hanging from her shoulders. She wasn’t oversexed, thank gosh, but she was incredibly pretty. “I...I thought once Demise was sealed, and Link had interred me in the Goddess Statue, that I was to remain asleep forever.”

“No, you silly girl! Now then, what was it Hylia said was...right. Fi! Activate full operating system.” Farore ordered of the sentient sword spirit, who nodded.

“Acknowledged, bringing online-where are we?” Fi asked curiously, her otherwise emotionless face and voice taking on a personality. “I feel...I feel.” Fi suddenly blossomed like most of the women in this world, and I sighed in defeat. “Ah! Lady Farore?! Why am I buxom?! I’m a sword spirit! Surely such weighty mammaries are unnecessary!”

“So is you not having arms, but that’s been updated too.” Farore huffed, and Fi blinked, before holding up her cloth ‘arms’ which were fully articulate now with claw-like ends. She’s kinda like Hsien-ko from Darkstalkers now, though looking shockingly like Luna before she went silver furred.

“Okay...why did the update give her such big boobs? Did Hylia suggest that?” I asked as I pouted from my place on Gleaming’s boob.

“Because Fi is meant to have a life. The fact she was in factory defaults for her inaugural journey was a shame. I was wondering why she never activated whenever a hero took up the Master Sword, now I know she’s been in sleep mode this whole time.” Farore grumbled in annoyance.

“So Zelda fucked up,” I said with a deadpan.

“Hylia could not have known in her state at the time.” Fi defended indignantly. “But now that I am finally in full form, I feel rather silly. Do you have need of me?” Fi asked though she seemed to be displaying her ass as she twirled and flipped in the air above her sword. Unf, sword stop that unless you want me fucking you!

“It’s why they came here,” Koloktos commented, having been polite and staying quiet this whole time. “May we please retrieve her and head for your home? I wish to acclimate.”

“If she will let me.” Gleaming sighed.

“Why wouldn’t I? You’re the Hero, I sense it. Though why is the Triforce, um...down there?” Fi asked with a faint blush. Sigh. Gleamy gets two new waifus for the price of one…

“Would you like to find out?” Gleamy chuckled.

“...Yes.”

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“Well, what now?” I asked from Gleaming’s left breast while she flew out of the Diamond Cathedral as a tiny white slime fairy, the Master Sword hanging from our new fancy scabbard on our shared back. The gem white with, ahem, Gleaming’s deeds with Fi. Her wing guards were also visibly reddened.

“Back home? Then after Vaati?” Gleaming suggested as she flew towards Balgradia, the darknut woman fully armored and looking at us curiously. “It’s clear. The temple is emptied out, and the Master Sword is on our back.”

“I have also retired as the sentinel, with no current plans of returning to work.” Koloktos chimed in. “Also, seeing the Master Sword get fucked was a turn on and I wish to pursue a relationship with such a kind and attentive lover even if she doesn’t find my fetishes to her taste.”

“I’m not surprised you’ve become self-aware Koloktos. Considering how quirky the Iron Knuckles have become. Knowing how you Masks work, would you mind having a volunteer host you until she can replace you?” Balgradia requested as she began making hand signals, the soldiers breaking up and starting to fully clean up the camp.

“That is agreeable. Am I to assume that, with no sword to guard, that you’ll be leaving a token guard in place here and move on?” Koloktos asked, and I blinked in surprise.

“Indeed. Our contract with the Goddesses is up. Unless we sign on for somewhere else in this realm, we’re bound for Dark World soon. Shame, I’ve gotten used to having the sun on my fur.” Balgradia sighed as she looked up at the midday sky.

“Oh, that simply won’t do.” We heard a voice from nowhere say and a large tree faded into the form of Urta in her full suit of armor. “Chameleon is such a useful spell.” Urta again exposited pointlessly.

“Urta, what are you doing here?” We asked, a little annoyed, and horny now. Unf, she’s such a good lover, and we didn’t even get to enjoy her likely epic orgasm either. Then there was the fact that I only got to be a boob while Gleamy popped Fi’s cherry.

“Spying on you. Seeing if you could use training, and now recruiting this young bitch.” Urta declared, patting Balgradia on the back. Balgradia responded by growling at Urta as we sighed.

“Don’t call me a Bitch! Or young! I’m easily thousands of years your senior!” Balgradia snarled.

“Alright, no intent to offend. I have a job though for you to guard another temple.” Urta told her as Urta didn’t bother moving out of the way of the wolf’s punch, only for the wolf to howl in pain as her hand was broken on impact with the lion-like helmet, not even budging Urta’s head.

“What Armor is that?!” Balgadia yelped, nursing her injury.

“Twinkling Titanite Composite with a Magi-Liquid insulation layer between the plates and Nano-Carbon Tubing weave with Nanite support,” Urta told her, making us both blink. I only understood a bit of that. “It runs on a Twin Micro-Argent Reactor Cell.”

“What?!” Balgradia exclaimed even more confused than I was at this pointless exposition.

“Leo Set Mark Five.” Urta chuckled at her jargon going over our heads. “Look, sorry about calling you a bitch. Where I’m from, calling a female dog a bitch is about as insulting as calling a holstaurus a cow or a slime a slut. It’s just, y’know, how things are where I’m from.” Hey~! Gleamy and I aren’t sluts! Well, not for just anyone anyway!

“Okay. What’s the deal?” Balgradia asked Urta as one of her female bokoblins with shamanic garb like that vile ass Shikoro came with a red potion, splashing it on her hand and instantly healing it.

“Whoa! First off, you’re gonna be paid extra for making stuff like that healing potion. We have good stuff for that, but they have side effects like making you buff and strong or making you horny. As for the temple, I’m offering you a position at, it’s currently called the temple of Rava, by your people. For my people, it’s the Tri Era Temple of Wiatr.” Urta told her.

“By my people? I’m sure you’re mistaken. We haven’t had many contracts in several thousand years. My contract has been the longest-lasting one in known history.” Balgradia puffed up in pride. To be fair, that is something to be proud of.

“You misunderstand me. I’m from outside your, well Universe isn’t the best word because of the Sacred Realm, Dark World, Lorule, Twilight Realm, etcetera scenario here. You are very much like the Daedra of Oblivion.” Urta said while tapping her chin.

“My Civilization is now spanning three quadrants of our Galaxy and is making minor moves of Colonizing another. We also have the ability to travel to other Universes due to Wiatr and her influence spreading across the Multiverse. The first stages of this spread is normally her Fairies and the beginning of temple construction by them through small shrines, marking the best spots for her real temple. Or, if lucky like with here; find a local temple with a similar, lessor or non-existent goddess, and adopt it.” Urta continued with the pointless exposition not really relevant to the conversation.

“Um, you don’t need us here for this, right?” Gleaming interjected. “Good to know you won’t have to go back to Dark World Balgradia, but if she didn’t offer you a deal, I was going to.”

“Oh! No, no, you go on ahead. This one sounds like a bit of an adventure in the making, and I’m sure my soldiers are tired of just plain guard duty. What say, you lads and lasses?!” Balgradia got resounding cheers in response. “Well then, is there maternity leave or other such benefits?” Balgradia asked with a smirk as she rubbed the stomach of her armor.

“Oh yes! Definitely!” Urta chirped happily as Gleaming flew away, letting them get on with hashing out their contract.

“Well then, that was rather disruptive,” I commented, the Fourth Wall wobbling a bit in response. “Oh, get some backbone why don’t you? You can’t have Pinkie Pie around all the time. Especially with her pregnant right now.”

“TINGLE IS WORKING ON IT!” Tingle yelled at me from the Veil with frustration.

“Huh?! Sorry, Tingle! I didn’t know you were here. You’re doing a good job, I was whining about the Fourth Wall being so flimsy as a rule.” I huffed in annoyance and a mixture of apology. Tingle is busting her butt to keep the Veil stable, and I appreciate it. Maybe I should do something nice for her?

“Tingle shares her lady’s frustration! TRY FLEX TAPE® ON FOR SIZE!” A loud slapping noise preceded the air stabilizing. “Patched! Tingle will bring drywall mud and Fiber Fix® later.”

“Before you go too far! I’m coming with you!” We paused as an Iron Waifu, the petite thing, ran up to us. “I wish to enter a contract with Koloktos as her host! I’ll be taking over her duties here once I’ve become suitable.”

“That sounds like a fine idea.’ Koloktos said with a kind smile. “You may start wearing me now if you wish.”

“Not now, please. I have no clue how big you’ll be, but we need to get back to the ship and start heading home.” Gleaming interrupted, but then a thought came to me.

“Um...why don’t I plant a tree here? It’s cold, yes, but this forest shows it’s not too cold for me to take root here.” I was pulled off of Gleaming’s breast, and she looked me dead in the eyes.

“I. Would. Have. To. Wear. You.” Gleaming reminded me, and I felt sad that-she’s turning me around wait-! “Let's do this! How do you do it?! I wanna feel it!” Gleamy put me on, and she began flying into the forest, likely to find a good spot, the Iron Waifu keeping pace with effort.

“Gleamy! Without your time magic, it could take WEEKS in this cold!” I wailed, taking control of our shared body to stop us, the iron Waifu almost bumping her head into us.

“Right, um...how should we do this then?” Gleaming thought with a huff. “I wanna feel it…”

“Perhaps our companion shall be more immediately useful! Would you mind hosting Navi so she might plant this tree they speak of? Why a tree, however? What good will that do us traveling?” Koloktos questioned as I sized us up and Gleaming took me off.

“Uh, sure? I-.” The Iron Waifu didn’t get to speak before I was slapped on her face.