Link CYOA

LINK AND THE TEMPLE OF LUST You are the brave adventurer Link on an arduous quest to save Hyrule and your dear Princess Zelda. To gather the power to stop Ganon, you’ll need all of Hyrule’s sages awakened, but each one has been sealed beneath ancient temples. To free them, you must crawl to the gut of each and vanquish the evil tainint the land of Hryle. Your adventure has now brought you to the Temple of Lust, an already strange and forbidden ruin made even worse by Ganon’s evil forces. Still, as a brave adventurer, you are unphazed by the task ahead of you! You enter the dungeon, and come to a large lobby containing several doors. Each one of these ancient doors has a symbol above them, one pink, one green, and one yellow. You inspect each carefully to try and gather more information on what might be behind them. On the front of the Pink door, a message is inscribed: "Enter and brave the gauntlet of the feminine". The Green door has a similar message: "Enter and brave the gauntlet of the transformative and strange". The Yellow door also has a message: "Enter and brave the gauntlet of the waste". They’re all unlocked and ready to be explored. Which of these doors do you venture though first? [[The Pink Door|The Pink Door]] [[The Green Door|The Green Door]] [[The Yellow Door|The Yellow Door]]

You open up the door with the pink emblem above it. You notice the humidity rising sharply as you enter the room. Half of the room before you is submerged in water. However, this seems to be no ordinary water. At first you thought the submerged half of the room was tiled pink, but you now realize the water itself is tinted pink. The look of it is unnerving, especially when you notice the warning sign nearby. “DANGER: Don the Pink Tunic before braving the coral waters”. You stand back contemplating your options. Towards your right is another room that might have whatever this Pink Tunic is inside it. These dungeons always seem to have just what you need on hand for a puzzle anyway. On the other hand, you could ignore the sign as a bluff and try navigating the room without any new clothing. It’s just pink water anyhow, how could it be dangerous? [[Search for the Pink Tunic|Search for the Pink Tunic]] [[Attempt the puzzle as you are|Attempt the puzzle as you are]]

You open the green door and travel down its hallways. The path ends at a four way bridge of sorts that archs over a large pool of water. It seems you have multiple directions you can choose to explore. Path 1 is straight across from you. It seems to lead down a barren stone corridor. Path 2 is to your right. You can see the flicker of lit torches from down its way. It emenates a sort of cozy feeling. Path 3 is to the left. It looks almost like a prison or somewhere where an animal or monster was once contained Path 4 is a hidden path you can see the entrance to just below the water. It looks as if you could swim through it and arrive on land on the other side. Which path do you take? [[Path 1|Path 1]] [[Path 2|Path 2]] [[Path 3|Path 3]] [[Path 4|Path 4]]

You head into the door with the Yellow emblem above it. You step inside a long hallway leading towards a large open area. You grow tense. The smell around this portion is very odd. You suspect whatever lies beyond this point might be more extreme and off putting than what you might find in other parts of the dungeon. (To state things as explicitly as possible, this branch of the story focuses on Scat related stuff. Only continue if you're into that) Do you still wish to continue down this path? [[Continue|Need to defecate very badly]] [[Head Back|Link and the Temple of Lust]]

You decide not to tempt fate and search for the Pink tunic mentioned by the sign. You thrust open the door to the next room and find a strange sight in front of you. Glowing numbers and letters are written on the wall. A small sign next to the wall reads: "Depart to the next room or stay and enjoy the puzzle. Clever wits will find a wonderful reward." This puzzle seems to be optional. You find a nearby small chest and pry it open to find a key to the next room, confirming your suspicion. Perhaps the puzzle isn't as optional as it seems though? You might have to do it soon to find the Pink Tunic at some point. At any rate, surely solving the puzzle will results in something of value, perhaps a heart piece of a Gold Skullatula. In the end you chose... [[To attempt the puzzle|You Attempt The Puzzle]] [[To skip the puzzle|You Skip The Puzzle]]

You decide to attempt the puzzle as you are. You step into the waist deep pink water, shivering slightly from the temperature. You wade awkwardly towards an exit on the opposite side of the pool. However, after a bit of walking half submerged, you start to feel a little strange. You feel a slight tingle in your feet that starts climbing up your legs as you move in the pink waters. It starts to slow down once it reaches your thighs and soon the tingle is growing particularly intense around your ass. You can’t ignore the sensation any longer and look behind to see what’s going on. You gasp in surprise as you catch a glimpse of your rear. Your formally modest legs and butt have transformed. A pair of succulent, womanly legs with a gorgeous ass just begging to be squeezed are now occupying your lower half. You panic as you try to come to terms with just what is happening. In your frantic panic, you… [[Rush out of the water as fast as you can|Rush out of the water as fast as you can]] [[Accidentally fall over completely into the pink liquid|Accidentally fall over completely into the pink liquid]]

You rush out of the water with all your might, scrambling towards the pool's halfway point to escape from this accursed water. Once on dry land, you start prying off all your soaked clothes to inspect what exactly has happened to you. Your lower half has been outright feminized. The sight of your body in tight pants would likely drive any boy wild. Thankfully, your crotch is still male, though it’s lost a lot of its glory. Your formally 6 inch cock is now only 4 inches in length. Everything about your waist is still your normal androgynous male self at least. The biggest issue now is that your lower half is completely naked in a cold, dark dungeon. You wouldn’t dare put your clothes back on after they’ve been soaking in that pink stuff. It seems as though you have two options now. The halfway point doubles as an exit to a room that you haven't visited as of yet. You could explore that room, or you could try and go after that Pink Tunic that sign mentioned earlier to safely navigate the water (and hope a new pair of pants are included with it). However, that would mean one extra trip through the water to get back where you were previously... Do you risk it? [[Go after the tunic|Go after the tunic]] [[Keep exploring|Keep exploring]]

In your frantic panic, you accidentally, trip over a raised portion of the floor, falling over completely into the pink liquid. You immediately get your upper half back up and out of the water to resume what you were doing before. However, as you search your memory for why you were trying to get out of the water, you can’t come up with answer. Why were you trying to get out of the water again? You think it had something to do with your butt? Your butt is fine. It’s all nice and round just like you remember it. It’s always been like this, you’re pretty sure. You sit down on a submerged stone block, pink fluid still up to your belly button, to get the water out of your ears while you think of why you wanted to get out of the water. What a mystery this is… why DID you want to get out of the water? Maybe it had something to do with your tits? No, your tits are still there and look just like you remember them. They’re still the budding little B-cups you love to fondle. Oh, maybe the water was doing something to your hair and that’s why you wanted to get out! You inspect your hair though, and it seems perfectly fine. Same silky blonde locks of shoulder length hair you know and love. Oh wait, maybe it was doing something to your tits? Nope, they’re still the nice big D-cups you remember. You feel a little funny still, but after carefully inspecting yourself, you’re sure the water has nothing to do with it. You might as well swim in it while you think about what the problem might have been. All you know for certain is that it’s getting kind of hard to think. Whatever, you were never really that good at thinking anyway. People liked you mostly for your looks, you’re pretty sure. Or wait… didn’t you do other stuff? Like exploring dungeons? You don’t remember any of that, but maybe if you think hard enough you’ll remember what you normally do besides looking pretty for boys. Thinking is actually waaay too hard right now. It’s time to swim in this comfy water and play with yourself instead~ GAME OVER

You decided that the Pink Tunic is likely required to navigate this dungeon at all and that you'll need to get it eventually. You back up on the raised platform of the mid-way point, then burst forward in a running start, crashing into the water to try and navigate it without further damages. Your body up to your neck gets a splashing of the water from the impact, but afterwards only your waist is submerged. You slosh back to the other side with as much speed one could muster running through water. You breathe a sigh of relief as you finally scramble back on to land. Instantly your hands flutter to inspect what has changed in your anatomy. The most apparent change is your chest. Where once your normal, flat and muscular chest sat now lies a pair of very noticeable breasts maybe B-cup in size. You curse under your breath knowing it'll be difficult to assert your masculinity ever again. Your already feminized lower half has been further tainted. You now possess thick, muscular hips leading into a round, gropeable butt. You've got such an ass on your now that even inspecting it with your hands and learning what's happened to you doesn't send that same shock through you realizing you now had tits did. You find yourself curious. You feel yourself up and squeeze your rear a little. It's... it's very nice. You slump back into disappointment however as you eye between your legs. Your cock has shrunken to be even smaller, now a pathetic little 2 inch pecker. You try and play with it to see if you can at least still get a little hard. Even though you feel aroused from a few seconds of stroking and a cavalcade of erotic thoughts that now seem to come to you effortlessly, you grow worried. Soon enough, you figure it's time to get going. You'll have to find some sort of magician to revert you to your old self or something. It's time to explore and get that tunic. [[|But you accidentally step on a trap!]] [[|But suddenly, your body starts acting strangely...]]

You continue to explore the dungeon. You get extremely nervous as you enter this chamber. As the door slams shut and locks behind you, you see that this room… [[Is nothing but an arena with mirrors coating the wall|Is nothing but an arena with mirrors coating the wall]] [[Is filled with a pink Haze|Pink Haze]]

This entire room is nothing but an arena, coated in mirrors. You walk forward into it, inspecting the walls for any sort of seam that might indicate there’s a secret passage. After a few moments of inspecting, you give up and turn around to be greeted by a familiar, shady black figure. Dark Link chuckles as he draws his sword, ready for combat. You have no such confidence as you awkwardly unsheathe your blade, not use to your new leg proportions. You lunge forward with a jump attack only for him to step to the side. You cut in a fury of horizontal slashes only for him to strike back. You lunge your blade forward only to watch as the shadowy figure jumps on top of it to mock you. Seeing the fear in your eyes as he stands on your blade, he finally decides to attack. His left leg recoils and then strikes you square in the cheek with a vicious kick. You’re sent recoiling onto the floor in agony as Dark Link approaches you. You can’t get up. All you can do is grip your face in agony as he get a little too close. You hear a belt buckle come undone and pry your hands away from your bruising face to get a look at what’s going on. Dark Link is looming over you and stroking his erect 10 inch lock pitch black cock. The red eyed shadow falls to the floor, gripping your arms to pin you down. You thrash as hard as you can, but the impact of his kick took so much out of you that you can hardly manage any strength to resist. You’re completely helpless as Dark Link spins you onto your stomach. All you can do is freeze up and grit your teeth as the inevitable is made abundantly clear through your shadow’s hands groping your new rear. You wince in pain as your opposite’s thick cock penetrates your virgin asshole. Instantly you feel as if you’re stuffed to the brim with his whole length, but really only the head of his massive dark rod is inside you. You howl in agony as Dark Link makes that initial shove into your asshole, making you slam your hands on the ground as he takes you balls deep down onto his cock. Your yells turn to whimpers as you feel the massive shadow cock pull out of you and shutter as it starts to fill you right back up. Your evil clone is steadily pumping away at you, savoring your newly feminized lower half every time his crotch makes contact with your pillowy ass. You’re responseless at this point. All you want is this over with. Unfortunately, your body wants a little more. After a few minutes of Dark Link fucking you, he starts hitting one particular spot inside you that’s starting to drive you a little crazy. You’re prostate is getting rubbed just the right way. You’re getting aroused. Your arousal continues to mount and mount more as your clone continues to fuck you. He’s getting closer. You hear him start to moan in pleasure as he his pace picks up a little. His new brisk pace and his sultry groans are getting to you too. All of a sudden you’re shifting your position on the ground. You outright want to get fucked now. Dark Link rewards your shift in position by further increasing his pace, transitioning to a frenzied pumping as his mouth drips a chorus of a pleasured squeals. You feel it. He’s about to cum. He’s about to breed you just like a girl. As much as you hated it to start, all you can do now is submit and let your own orgasm overtake you. Your eyelids start to grow heavy and you mourth starts to droop. You’re panting hard as your eyes roll back into your skull. It’s so fucking good. God, getting fucked feels so fucking good! You shudder and let out a low below as orgasm overtakes you. You shiver in delight and hang your head as your cock dripples in delight from orgasm, seed dripping from your tiny cock in a river of little drops. Orgasm results in you squeezing your butt as hard as you can, surrounding your clone’s cock in a heavenly warmth. He can’t take it either. He lurches forward breathing against your next in heavy pants as his pace grinds to a halt. You feel a rush of warm liquid fill you in an instant as he cums inside your bowels. You sit on the floor, trying to regain your strength from the intense fucking session. You suddenly realize Dark Link’s weight is no longer bearing down on you as your shadowy sex partner fades away. You dread the thought of heading back into town. Now, not only is your lower half naked, but you’re leaking cum from your aching asshole…. GAME OVER

(Dead End! Will be completed later)

Your entire calves are now completely consumed by the monster’s maw, locked in its corpulent gullet. You feel its muscular interior holding onto your tightly as eats you almost like an anaconda, but foot first. Your new lower frame creates a bottle neck for the beast as it attempts to engulf you, giving you just a moment to yourself. You frantically unhook your shield and toss it to the opposite side of the room praying the beast only wants it and not the rest of you. Yet again the monsters lips lunge up your body, covering your crotch and copious rear in its folds of flesh. This monster is interested in your, and right now you look far too tasty to resist. You feel the monster’s stomach secreting something. It’s not quite the brutal stomach acid you expect. It’s a neurotoxin, effortlessly diffusing through your engulfed skin into the rest of your system. Your spry body, so ready to fight and flee, suddenly grows dreary and limb. Your eyelids grow heavy. It feels as if you’re drifting to sleep, but with one large difference. This incideous little toxin wants you wiggling while you’re eaten to better help shove you down into the Like Like’s throat stomach. How does it accomplish this? By flooding your system with an intense aphrodisiac to get your hips thrusted. Your panic smile soon turns to an open mouth and then a crazed smile as you feel the venom rack your nervous system. Your mental panic is soon blissfully smothered with images of pumping, cumming and fucking. You want nothing more than to grind against these muscular walls until you’re ejaculating. You’ll trade anything for that one wonderful pleasure, even your own life. You squirm as much as that fleshy invertebrate will allow you, humping against the monster’s flesh. Even though its so little stimulous with what little grip your cock has rubbing against its innards, it feels like the best masturbation session you’ve ever had. Your screams turn to blissful coos as you continue to hump the beast’s throat, falling deeper and deeper into it gullet It’s as if the stomach you’re now up to your shoulders in is a warm bath sheltering you from the cold. Farther down you plunge into things stomach enjoying every little moment, just inches away from that sweet release you crave. With just your face poking out now, your feel the rest of the monster’s stomach clamp down on you, providing you with the last bit you needed to get over the edge. You cum harder than you can ever remember, cock throbbing and tounge rolling out your mouth as you see your last glimpse of light… Suddenly, a high pitch BWUUUANG fills your ears, starling you awake. You’re you. You’re the same person that entered the room completely unscathed. You feel a little weaker as if you lost a heart, but nothing worse than that. It’s just like those times whenever you fell off a cliff or fell in lava and simply showed up where you were just a moment before. You still don’t understand what the hell is doing that, but you laugh in relief from escaping what was certain death… or actual death, rather. Now that the shock of having died is behind you, you start to remember just how wonderful your crotch felt from the Like Like’s stimulation. Maybe if you were in a situation where you were calmer and embraced becoming the creature’s meal, you might even really enjoy it… You check your inventory and realize you have 4 bottled fairies lying in wait to assist with your giant 13 heart health bar. Maybe it’s a bit foolish to trust in some unexplainable force to revive you, but you’re far too curious to care. You eagerly step forward, press down the switch, and watch that nasty Like Like fall right next to you yet again~ GAME OVER

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You continue and enter the large, circular room ahead. You hear a chuckle from behind you and see a Wizzrobe ready to attack on a platform suspended in the air. You swiftly grab your bow to hit the Wizzrobe at a distance, and successfully strike it down in one brutal shot. You calm back down as you see the monster poof into smoke. Your relax so much in fact, that you fail to notice it shot a ball of magical energy before it's death, one that's still homing after you! You shriek in surprise as the magic ball finally makes contact with you, and grit your teeth as you feel the magic effect your body. You can feel that something is wrong. You… You need to defecate very, very badly. In an instant, your stomach is in immense pain. You clutch your abdomen in anguish as you feel the pressure mounting in your intestines. You need to relieve this pain. You can’t hold on much longer! You clench your butt together desperate to hold on to the load of waste inside you, trying not to lose control... [[And you succeed!|And you succeed!]] [[But you fail…|But you fail…]]

As the magical blast makes contact with you body, you suddenly feel very strange. You feel... more light headed? You can't really remember what you were doing a few seconds ago. Why were you in here again? Gah, thinking is so hard all of a sudden! Oh yeah! You're Link! You're exploring dungeons so you can um... Well, you can't remember that part. Ooh, but you do remember that you love finding chests in these dungeons! Chests always have such helpful stuff in them! Whenever you find something in a chest, it almost always has something useful in it. You figure you better open and use whatever's in any chests you find. Oh man, lucky you! You can see a chest right in front of you for clearing the room! What a nice surprise. You go into a goofy fit of giggles, happy about how lucky you are. You lunge forward and open the chest as fast as you can. Wow! Inside the chest there's... [[A pink diaper with fairy patterns decorating it|A pink diaper with a fairy pattern decorating it]]

With your mightiest effort, you hold on and maintain control of your asshole. Your triumph is short lived, however. You can already feel the need to defecate creeping back up on you. You need to find relief fast! You head out of this room into the next hoping there’s some sort of relief ahead. You gasp at the sight of... [[A pathway coated in marble that might lead to relief!]] [[The mysterious Sheik descending to speak with you|Sheik descends to speak with you]]

Despite your best efforts, you can’t hold on. You whimper in embarrassment as you feel the head of a thick, hard log of shit part your rear open. You wince as the mass dilates your asshole to a very uncomfortable diameter, stretching you out with a turd over an inch thick. You bend your legs slightly, desperate to force out that pressure. The mass coils into the seat of your white leggings, creating a sagging bulge attached to your rump. You continue to defecate what feels like far more than you’ve ever released in your life. It’s horrendously embarrassing to mess yourself like a child. [[Thankfully, you can feel the last of it sliding out of you|Thankfully, you can feel the last of it sliding out of you]] [[Yet there still feels like there’s so much left inside you|Yet there still feels like there’s so much left inside you]]

What on earth? What is Sheik doing here? Doesn't she normally tell you important shit before you enter a temple? ...Oh god, it doesn't matter. You feel as if your asshole is about to give birth! You hope whatever speech he has in store for you isn't too long. Sheik begins to speak. "Passion. Love. Lust. These are the energies of the human soul this temple protects. Deep inside this temple you will find a strange..." Sheik breaks her speech as she notices you in obvious discomfort. "Link? Are you okay?" she asks Even with your best efforts you can't control your bowels any longer. (Dead End! Will be completed later)

(Dead End! Will be completed later) [[|You're captured by a group of enemies]] [[|Can't seem to use a toilet correctly]]

Even with all your effort, you can still feel so much left inside you and little to no relief. You start growing a little concerned. Surely you’ll stop defecating eventually… right? The bulge in your pants is getting absolutely ridiculous. You try and shuffle a little as you continue to let loose, trying to find any source of relief from this worrying large amount of shit leaving you. During your search… [[You find a suspicious cracked wall you can likely bomb.|You find a suspicious cracked wall you can likely bomb. Relief might be behind there!]] [[You notice your stomach distending slightly -Warning: Extreme-|You notice your stomach distending slightly and start to panic]]

(Dead End! Will be completed later)

Only once you try and stand up again do you notice how large you’re stomach’s become. It looks absolutely stuffed to the brim and only seems to be growing more full, even with your ass thundering out waste at an increasingly high rate. You’re incredibly worried. You pry yourself out of your tunic and pants realizing your stomach will soon stretch and rip them, leaving you completely naked and still defecating onto the dungeon floor. You grip the sides of your head in frustration What the hell is happening to your body? Your thoughts are interrupted as a burp cascades up your throat and bursts out of you with a loud belch. You’re surprised by how sudden and violent the burp felt, the need to let it out welling in you suddenly and violently. You’re worse worried about that however once you take a whiff of the space around you. The air where you just burped smells… like a fart. It’s as if the belch was more a displaced fart than anything. You look on, horrified as another of these same fart burps well up your gullet and fills your mouth and surrounding oxygen with the stink of your flatulence. You wince in discomfort as you feel what is surely another fart burp well up your throat. It isn’t until you feel as if you’re almost choking do you realize how wrong you are... You start frantically choking as something arises out of you. You crane your face downwards, trying to heave with all your might to expel whatever’s inside you. You hold this position and suddenly, whatever’s travelling up your throat starts exiting you. A huge, inch thick log of shit is pouring out of your throat as if you were defecating. You cough up the turd in anguish as fast as you can, a full 13 inches of it pouring out of you, joining the impressive pile your rear is still creating. You scream in horror as you realize just what you’ve done. How fucked up can your body be if you’re shitting from your mouth!? Worse yet, you feel more wanting to escape your gullet and travel out your mouth. You’ve had enough of this insanity! You swallow as hard as you can over and over again trying your hardest to keep whatever’s in your stomach in your stomach. You clench your cheeks together with all your might, trying to shut off the runaway flow of shit. You endure and endure the pressure, hoping that this last desperate effort will work… …And it does! You’re amazed as the flow from your asshole and the need to heave vanish suddenly. Even your distended stomach seems to be going down a little. Was that all it took? Are you free from that horrible magic’s grasp? Whatever’s happened, you’ve grown… very excited by the whole ordeal. You stare back down and see that your cock has grown iron hard from the whole experience, for some reason. You touch your throbbing prick, only for intensely violent shock waves of pleasure to jettison through your body. That felt amazing! You feel like you’re on the edge of orgasm already somehow. With this intense stimulation overwhelming you, you sit down to masturbate, more frantically aroused than disgusted by the piles of fresh shit on either side of you. You stroke your cock frantically, images of the wonderful Princess Zelda in risqué situations dancing through your head. In almost no time at all, you’re shuddering and moaning in delight, already about to blow your load. You pant furiously as your orgasm starts to mount. Closer… closer.. O-oh! It feels too good! You’re cumming! You can’t hold on any longer! You’re frantic pumping stops as your orgasm wracks your body, anticipating the release of your fresh seed onto the floor. However, nothing emerges from your cock as your orgasm continues. Your moan in delight, shaking as your orgasm keeps wracking your body. You grit your teeth and moan as the sensation suddenly grows more intense. Your hips wiggle, your mouth cranes back. You can feel an ejaculation coming on. It feels like the hugest quantity of cum you’ve ever released. You look back up to see it jet out of you, only to see your ureathra dilating... You cry out in delight as your ejaculation begins. Instead of semen, ropes of shit jet out from your cock splashing out onto the floor. You want to panic. Holding the magic back only made this whole thing worse. You want to run and scream but… your orgasm won’t stop. You can’t stop ejaculating. Rope after rope of fresh waste keeps pouring from your cock and it all feel so fucking good! You’ve been absorbed in the sweet release of orgasm for 30 seconds straight now and it won’t stop. You try and let out a moan, only to have the flow of shit out of your throat resume, followed shortly by the flow of waste from your rear. Yet this time, you don’t feel panic. All you can focus on is the mind numbing pleasure as the strands of fresh waste escaping your cock continue. The flow of shit from every orifice is only intensifying as you lay there. You give a half effort to try and stop shit from pouring out your mouth, but you stop after 2 minutes or so of trying. Waste is escaping you far too fast from your mouth, ass, and cock to stop the flow with your body any longer. You really hoped you could save Zelda and all of Hyrule, but this one spell seems to have gotten the best of you. You’re a little disappoint in yourself at first, but the increasing orgasm intensity as the shit pouring out of your cock grows thicker in consistency puts those feelings behind. You’re completely content with this as your face, especially since it’s been 5 minutes straight of your orgasm and you still seem to be able to breath somehow, despite the log of shit thrashing out your throat. You lie on the floor, happy to resign from your duty as the hero of time. Defecating from every orifice, wrapped in the bliss of your perpetual orgasm, is just too wonderful to pass up. GAME OVER

You find a big poofy pink diaper in the chest! For a second you kind of hesitate to pick it up. Why do you even need a diaper again? You were potty trained a long time ago, right? Well, you almost always need the items in these dungeons, so it's probably best to take it and wear it. You climb out of your tights and put on the ridiculous pink underwear. It feels awfully nice to have on. Something about having it wrapped around your lower half is just so comforting. You let out another giggle as you walk down the long hallway out of the room. As you walk deeper and deeper down the

A magical pink haze forms around your mouth. You try enhaling with the case around you and start frantically choking with all your might. Something feels terribly wrong. Most concerningly, despite your hacking, you don't seem to be producing any noise. You get a glimpse of yourself in a pool of water resting on the temple floor and see why. There is a portal surrounding your mouth, stretching between the your lips. Any attempt to open your mouth results in you seeing nothing but pitch black. You're greatly concerned where this portal leads, but you can feel a wet heat escaping your mouth. Against your better judgement, you sticking your finger into the abyss. Your eyes shoot open wide as you discover where exactly your finger went. You can feel it prodding at the entrance to your rectum. The wormhole like portal in your mouth leads straight to your ass. It's almost like a shortcut now. Whatever comes in, goes out instantly. Only when you feel your stomach gurgle do you realize this means nothing already inside you can escape. A thick rod of poo is climbing down your bowels and demanding to escape. You start to panic. It can't really... it can't really work that way can it? Surely it'll just exit out your rear despite the portal there. You're terrified your about to recycle your own shit, doomed to swallow it in an unstoppable cycle of defecation and consumption. You'd take shitting out your mouth over that horrible fate! Your load is now prying your asshole open. You try and clamp down as hard as you can to prevent finding out just how this portal works, but it's no use. The brick of waste inside you is too thick to clamp down and perestalsis has taken over. Your asshole stretches wide and the taste of your own ass starts to fill your mouth. The head of the load is poking at your tongue. This is it. You're about to shit down your own throat. With a wimper, you give in and push to relieve the discomfort in your gut. Almost instantaneously, a thick rod of poo is choking your throat, forcing your esophagus open from the lack of space. You stand their frozen in horrible discomfort as your bowel movement continues, swallowing down your own shit from fear of it packing your mouth to bursting. After a few agonizing minutes, you've completed your bowel movement. The horrid taste is coating your mouth still. You run out of the dungeon as fast as you can, desperate to seek out a magician that can help you before your next bowel movement takes place.

You step forward and decide to give the puzzle an attempt. Before you in bright blue glowing letters reads: 1A 2B 3C 4D 5E 6F 7G 8H 9I 10J 11K 12L 13M 14N 15O Point to the mitsake You rub you chin in thought as you try to discern what's wrong with the pattern above. Perhaps '10J' is using an O instead of a zero? It's all you can really see that might be wrong here. You point to the '10J' as your answer. As you finger touches the glowing text, the blue light changes to a bright red. A sound grumbles from the wall That was certainly not the correct answer. Damn, what else could it be? You stare hard at the puzzle and try to think of a problem. It feels a little harder to think about the problem at hand now. You feel as if all of the mental concentration your putting into the problem isn't getting you anywhere. Something's not right. Perhaps, if you were more observant, you might notice the faint mist pouring out of your ears wafting into the room. You decide that perhaps the mistake might be something to do with 6F looking just a tiny bit shifted too far to the right. You tap it to submit your answer. Again, the wall grows a bright red and lets out a deep, metallic noise like an old copper bell being swatted. Wrong again! What else could it be? You look on at the wall again, trying to think of anything wrong. Your posture has changed drastically since you started. Instead of the disciplined pondering you started with, your mouth is now hanging open and your head is tilted to the side. It feels like you're only operating at maybe a quarter of your normal mental abilities. You feel completely dumbstruck. Somehow, you still haven't noticed the grey mist descending from your ears, now thicker than ever. It seems this puzzle is cursed in some fashion. The longer you focus on it, the more of your intelligence is burnt away. You've gone from a cunning hero to more of a brave block head within the 10 or so minutes you've been pondering this puzzle. You're not just feeling dumb from being unable to answer this, you're becoming dumb from this. Yet you still stand, oblivious to this simple test literally frying your brain away. A few minutes later, you tap 4D for something about the D looking off. Wrong answer. 15 minutes later, you tap 11K for some reason you can't even seem to remember anymore. Nope. Half an hour later, the mist coming from your ears has finally stopped and its obvious why. You are sitting criss-crossed on the floor looking up at the puzzle. Your mouth is still hanging low and a trail of drool is cascading out of your mouth onto the floor below. There is simply no more of your intelligence to be burnt away. You're a slack jawed bumbling idiot now. You let out a loud sigh and decide to quit. Puzzles are hard! There's got to be something easier to do. You look behind you and see the door you came from and the locked door leading to the next room. However, with your newly reduced IQ barely scraping into the 40s range, you can't remember which door you've been through (even though one is very clearly locked and as of yet not accessed by you). [[Head through the unlocked door|Head through the unlocked door]] [[Head through the locked door|Head through the locked door]]

You skip the puzzle and head into a very large room. The door slams behind you, iron bars locking you in. Uh-oh. Before you stands a dimly lit path suspended above an abyss of gears leading to a Pink Garment hanging from a coat stand trapped in an iron cage. That must be it! That has to be the Pink Tunic! However, just as you rush forward to try and snatch it up, the floor beneath you starts rotating. You stand motionless trying to observe what's happening. The path breaks into several different platforms rotating left and right, raising and lowering, turning the whole room into one outrageous mechanical death trap. You ready your sword, expecting a mini boss. On que, an amorphous blob-like poe with one glowing red eye wrapped in a purple sheet sheet appears on top of the cage. A blob of purple energy materializes in front of it, which it snatches and molds until a clay doll is formed. The creature stares at you with the doll in hand, sliding a finger down its back. You freeze up as you feel a ghostly hand slide down your own back. That clay doll is a voodoo doll! You try and slice at the hand that materialized before you, but it evades your attack and creates a second hand. This is bad... That thing can play with you as it pleases and has a growing collection of ghost hand minions to fight you with. You have to stop it and its sudden horde now before it does god knows what to you. [[Luckily, you quickly defeat the ghost|Luckily, you quickly defeat the ghost]] [[The ghost is a formidable opponent|The ghost is a formidable opponent]]

You step back into the room filled with the pink water, amazed by the pretty colors. You notice a sign, but you've done far too much reading today already and just aren't sure you're ready to commit to reading something so long. All you really care about right now is this pretty pink water in front of you! It looks so warm and fun! You run down the steps to the waist high liquid, splashing around in the stuff. You lower yourself down and start swimming in the shallows, enjoying every bit of the fun. The water feels wonderful against your skin. It sends the most delicious tingle pulsing through you. You could stay here for hours if you wanted to, it's so much fun! Though, there is just one little thing bothering you... You're a boy, right? You're pretty sure you've always been a boy, but now that you're looking at yourself in this pink water, you're pretty sure you have boobies! Guys don't have boobies, girls have boobies. Still... something inside you is pretty sure you're a boy. Well, you're pretty smart; You can just get in front of a mirror once you're done playing in this water. Yeah, it'll be easy to check! Just enjoy yourself for now~ After a half hour of playing in the pink water like a swimming pool, you hoist yourself out and look for a mirror. Thankfully, the walls of the other end of the room are so reflective that they make for wonderful makeshift body mirrors. You start to do a mental double check of what boys and girls have to see what gender you are. Girls have boobies. You have boobies too. That's 1 point for being a girl. Girls have big butts, that's for sure. You've got one too! It's really straining against your tights. Score 2 for being a girl. Girls also don't have pee-pees, so you should check that. You pry open the front of your tights to see if you have a penis or not. You do but... it's kind of had to tell. It's really, really tiny! Maybe you should call this one a tie. So, that's 2 points for girl and none for boy. You must be a girl! You giggle at the thought of you ever being a boy. You're so stupid! Boys don't have big, jiggling butts or massive tits for men to play with! You wade through the water again to head back home to hyrule castle town. Why even were you in this dungeon again? This is no place for ditzy, stupid girls! GAME OVER

You take a good 5 minutes unlocking the locked door with your newly reduced motor control. Once the door's open, you find yourself in a large room. The room has several platforms with all sorts of gears and cogs below it. It looks as if it might be a machine that was just recently turned off. Luckily for you though, the pink tunic is right in front of you with a series of platforms leading to it in one neat path. You express your excitement with a loud "Oooh, pretty!" You grab the Pink tunic and quickly change into it. It feels a little loose around your under armor and tights. However, that roomy feeling quickly vanishes as the Pink tunic gives off a pinkish light. The garment starts fitting to your form, wrapping around your body tightly. All of your other clothing burns away in an instant with the one exception of your boots. Your boots are instead morphed into a pair of ruby red high heels. The remains of the boots start to lace around your now naked legs and thighs, travelling up towards your crotch in a brilliant light and leaving you clothed behind in fish net stockings. The light finally reachs your groin where it rapidly dies off, leaving your crotch wrapped in tight pink panties. You're startled by the entire process. All of a sudden you feels so... so pretty! You might be a little stupid, but at least you look good! You decide that's been enough adventuring for the day. You should gather more supplies and come back later so you can show off your new pretty clothes before sun set. Walking around Kakariko Village in your new clothes is so fun! Everyone seems to be looking at you. You're so breath taking! Even just buying new supplies is so fun. Everyone kept gasping as you leaned against the counter to pay for your new bombs. They must have really loved the look of your panties! GAME OVER

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Add hypno Add Blueberry stuff Add can't stop eating - Everyone who's enjoyed my previous stories. - Walu, Jane, Melissa, Mayumi, Marduku, Jamie (Duyer and Blue), and all the wonderful rp partners I've had on f-list for providing a ton of ideas. - All the /erp/ folks. - Erotic writers like Elzi / Arthur Saxon for their incredible work which has ended up heavily influencing my writing.

Rapidly your clothing melts away leaving you almost completely naked. The only thing covering you now is a green diaper padding your butt thick. You're bewildered by the transformation, why would that enemy ever do this to you of all things? (Cursed) (Can't remove it) [[|You feel your diaper grow damp]] [[|You feel your diaper grow warm in its bottom]]

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With stunning coordination and speed, you whip out your bow and take a fatal shot at the ghost. You're fortunate you hit it with such impeccible timing, you can see a ghost hand frozen in place on you chest about to do god know what to you, disarmed by that arrow. You jump around from platform to platform trying to interrupt any ghost hands that you feel, striking the ghost repeatedly with your fairy bow. After three shots to its eye, the spirit evaporates, leaving you free to claim the dungeon item. DO-DO DO DOOO! You got the Pink Tunic! This item will make you immune to the effects of... feminizing water? Was that what that pink liquid is? Good thing you didn't attempt to wade through it. You quickly throw off your green tunic and don the garment. The tunic is very loose and seems to not fit you at all. Darn. This isn't going to help you get through anything at all is it? You attempt to hoist the garment over your head and switch back into your normal clothes... but can't. As you tug on the thing, you can't seem to pull it off at all. Suddenly, the Garment is much more form fitting and seems to fit your almost perfectly. Moments later, the garment starts squeezing you tightly. Something's wrong! This thing has to be cursed! You brace yourself against the iron bars of the cage the thing was in as you endure it contorting across your body. You can feel the lower half of your outfit changing with the touch of the pink tunic. Your tights are being seared away, as are your boots. From the lower portion of the tunic, pink fabric starts to stretch down your thighs, eventually breaking down and travelling down your legs. The pink fabric spreads and morphs over the course of a minute before calming down and taking a solid state. Thigh high latex-like boots with a high heel finish are now incasing your legs. You're so fixated by the changes happening to your legs, you don't even notice the tunic doing the exact same thing to your arms. Shiny elbow-length pink dark pink gloves coat your arms as well. You immediately try and pry the things off, but can't seem to roll them up or thrust them off at all. You can feel the tunic ending its transformation across your body as it gives you gut one final squeeze. The thing concludes its work by frilling out the bottom of the shirt, exposing your crotch and rear for all the world to stare at. The only underwear protecting you is a lacey pink thong. You feel humiliated. Just what sort of vile stuff is in this dungeon anyhow? You take a step forward only to nearly stumble over onto the platform you're standing on. You take a more careful step, shifting your weight and attempting to walk in your new heals. You eventually find a rhythem and step back towards the pink water in what can only be described as a cat walk. You reach the Pink water and step in. You carefully observe your body to see if the water is changing you in any way. It doesn't seem so. At least this ridiculous outfit is good for something. You awkwardly wade through the liquid until you reach the other side, a large empty hallway leading to an important looking double door. You travel down the halls... [[When suddenly you activate a trap!|Prostate Inflation]] [[Any make it to the other side|Dildo you can't stop fucking yourself with]]

You attempt to take out your bow to shoot the ghoul, but a ghost hand steals away your bow and arrow and tosses it aside. Fuck! You try and ready your hook shot, only for the phantom hands to also snatch it away. It looks like it'll be a melee fight then! You whip out your sword and slash away the hand that stole your items. However, in the excitement of destroying that hand, you didn't even notice two grabbing onto your chest. You look back at the red-eyed ghost and see him pinching the chest on the clay doll, molding the clay into what look like breasts. You look down to your chest and see the voodoo doll work its magic on you. In an instant, breasts begin to rapidly grow from your masculine chest. They become larger and larger as the ghost carefully redistributes clay from the doll's gut to your chest. Your proportions swell to those exact exaggurated standards of the doll, ridiculous E cup tits ripping your green tunic's front. Two ghost hands pry at your clothing and tear your tunic's chest to shreds to expose those jiggling breasts to the open air. You slash at the two and continue down towards the red eyed ghost. You leap forward and... [[Smite the ghost with a mighty jump slash!|Body Control]] [[Fall down on your face as some awful sensation crawls down your back|Ghost Hand Rape]]

You walk into the room and see another item on a pedistal. The outline of it makes it abundantly clear just what the item is. It's a large, smooth dildo with glowing markings on it similar to the wall you saw earlier. You're pretty grossed out by the sight of it, honestly. Still, you walk forward to get a closer view of the object thinking it might be the key to some puzzle in room. As you draw nearer to the dildo, you start noticing a lot of its finer details. It's stangely intoxicating to look at. The glowing lines so briliantly show off the smooth, refined finish of the toy. Whatever craftsman constructed this thing clearly cared greatly about creating as enjoyable a fake cock as one could ask for. You grasp the object to see if its as smooth as it feels. It's as smooth as glass... Suddenly it dawns on you what the fuck you're even doing. Your head was rambling about how impressive a fucking ancient sex toy that's been god knows where is. What the fuck is wrong with you? Obviously you should put it down and... and... You're panting heavily for some reason. Your hands are gripping the stone shaft once again, bringing it to your face for a closer look. It feels like your own feelings and desires are getting quashed the longer you stay around this thing. You felt revolted by it moments ago but... Oooh, all you want to do now is enjoy it! Something is very wrong here. There are two very pressing question in your mind now and you're not sure how to answer either. First of all, is this thing cursed? It might be controlling you somehow. Second... how does this thing taste and how much can you fit in your mouth? You press your lips against the head of the stone cock before awkwardly transitioning to shoving the thing down your throat. You whine in delight as you feel your mouth stuffed with fake dick as the hilt of the object touches your chin. It tastes... well it doesn't taste like anything in particular, but the sensation of getting your throat violated by this object feels like heaven. With your taste of the massive prick finished, you yank it out of your throat. The thing is glistening with your saliva and just begging for someone to use it properly. You've never played with your ass in your life, but all of your old inhibitions seem to disappear as the stone cock gives off another intense glow of blue light. You're 100% certain at this point that this object is cursed and is manipulating you into this state, but you don't care. All you care about now is thrusting that fat fucking dick inside of you and losing your anal virginity to this incredible object. You lay down on the floor and run the stone toy against your ass, looking for your eager pucker. Thanks to your new outfit and easily moveable thong, finding it takes no time at all. Slowly you shove the toy inside of you, moaning and whimpering as you get your first taste of the delights of anal penetration. This wonderful fake cock fills you up to capacity and feels heavenly pressing against your throbbing prostate. Just taking it down to the hilt makes your own cock bud with pre cum. You start to pump your ass with the dildo. Instantly your eyes droop a little and a loud moan escapes from your gullet. This is too good! You squel and yell in pleasure as you thrust in and out of your butt faster and faster. This is the best masturbation session you've ever had! Anal is the best! You can't ever imagine yourself going back to penile stimulation. Three minutes of pumping later and you're there. Your hand freezes and you wail in delight as strands of fresh cum fly everywhere on the ground. You sit there gasping for a second, withdrawing the dildo and getting ready to resume your adventure. Yet, suddenly... you feel as horny as ever. Just one session clearly wasn't enough! You place that rock cock inside of you again and start wailing once more as your newest fucking session begins. As you continue to pump your boypussy feverishly with that wonderful toy, you vaguely remember some warning a villager gave you before you headed up to this temple. "Beware the temptation of the stone toy, for you shall never... n-never" Your train of thought blanks for a moment as you drive yourself to orgasm yet again, your cock sputtering another wave of cum across the floor as you continue to rthymically fuck yourself. Now, what were you thinking of again? Oh yeah, some villager was rambling about a cursed stone toy you'd never be able to stop playing with it. What a wild story! How could something like that ever be real? GAME OVER

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Right as your prepare a righteous jump attack to deal with the ghost for good, you feel a cold, slimy presence crawling across your back that makes you flinch in disgust. A glance forward shows that the thing licked the back of your voodoo doll in a last ditch attempt to incapacitate you. With your body crashing back down onto a platform and your sword falling into the abyss of gears below, it's plain to see his last ditch effort paid off spectacularly. You faceplant against the cold metal platform. You groggily try to raise yourself off the ground, but completely lack the strength to do so. A swarm of ghost hands is gathering around you. The red eyed ghost puts his voodoo doll of you away. It seems he wants to give his minions a reward for defeating you. Countless cold grey hands of smoke grasp at your body, treating you like a plaything. You feel them everywhere, groping your caves, ass, feet, arms, and of course those new succulent tits. You try and scream but your attempt is interrupted by another group of phantom hands playing with your face, two stretching your mouth wide with their index fingers while another holds your chin and moves it up and down as if you were a puppet. Two of the nasty hand things are now pinching your nipples, making you wince in pain. Two others are trying to milk those fat jugs like cow udders trying to abase you further by making you lactate. You wince as they continue, enduring the treatment. You wish you could resist, but your arms and legs are pinned firmly down. You'll just have to wait. Finally, one hand gets ultra adventurous. It traces its middle finger up and down between your asscheeks before teasing your asshole with the tips of its middle digit. You pray that these things wouldn't be that depraved, please don't let it be true! Your worst fears are confirmed shortly after as that ghostly middle finger slowly sinks its way into your virgin asshole. You yelp in surprise, followed by a violent scream as you lose your last bit of self respect against this hand assault. Your screams are soon muffled as one clasps itself over your mouth, leaving you to silently feel the thing dig deeper into your anal passage. The ghost reaches its knuckle. It's all the way in. For an ethereal being, it feels like something massive is stuffed into you. You cry out more muffled screams as it flexes that middle digit inside of you to tickle your prostate. Soon its index finger joins in to stretch you wider before resuming that same motion back and forth over your p-spot. The hand erupts into a brisk pace as you sit there pinned in agony. The worst part is, your body is actually enjoying this stimulation a little. You've never played with your butt before and feeling this alien pleasure is getting to you. Your screams turn to groans. You start twitching slightly. For several agonizing minutes the fingerblasting continues until your body can't hold on any longer. Despite not even being erect, you ejaculate from your first anal orgasm, spasming like a wreck as you coat the insides of your underwear in sticky seed. You pant intensely as your climax wears off, a new wave of shame washing over you. You've gone from a noble hero to a freak. You're a man with a massive pair of tits on your chest and you just came in your underwear from being assaulted by phantom hands. You're given no time for those thoughts to ruminate. The hand that drove you to orgasm has just pulled out and another is diving in to drive you to that same begrudgingly delicious high. There is no question of when you'll escape. The only question now is when will your screams of agony turn to pleasure and your demands to free you turn to demands for more. GAME OVER

Hello! Welcome to "Link and the Temple of Lust", an attempt at a choose your own adventure game. I began work on this story in late July and have spotily updated it over the last two months. Currently, this CYOA is incomplete. I will likely keep updating it over the next few months until it done, but wanted to share what had been created so far. That way, even if it remains completely unfinished, at least parts of it can be enjoyed. You are Link the hero of Hyrule departing on a new adventure! You step foot in the Temple of Lust, a strange palace with many mysterious puzzles and traps. You can choose one of three corridors to go through, each of which will specialize in a specific group of fetishes: Pink Corridor: Crossdressing, Feminization, Sissification, Brain Drain, Yaoi, and Humiliation Green Corridor: Slime insertion, Oviposition, transformation, and Monster Rape: Yellow Corridor: Niche toilet fetish stuff. Good luck and enjoy! You can send feedback and read some of my other work at sexthehex.tumblr.com [[Continue to the CYOA|Link and the Temple of Lust]] This CYOA is a fan made parody.

You take the path directly in front of you. You're soon lead into a series of clean stone halls indicating that this place was at one point important or even sacred. Towards the end of the path, you discover a strange chunk of stone submerged partially in the floor. An inscription is marked across it. You inspect it closely and wipe away a dirt coating to see a message enscribed: “Play the song below and feel your body contort to the rhythm” You notice below notes are marked on the rock. How perfect! This must be some song you need to solve the dungeon. You bust out your ocarina and try and sight read the notes. You notice it sounds very similar to… [[Epona’s Song|That sounds a lot like Epona's Song!]] [[Zelda’s Lulliby|That sounds a lot like Zelda's Lullaby!]] [[The Song of Storms|That sounds a lot like the Song of Storms!]]

(This section is incomplete for now, sorry!) [[|Blueberry Stuff]] [[|Something Else]]

You travel down the left corridor. You find yourself in an abandonned dungeon lined with jail cells. In one of the open cells, you notice an old switch you're heavy enough to compress. You jump on the switch and press it down, uncaring about the ominous environment. You are almost immediately punished for pressing the switch as you look up. A grate on the ceilingis slowly opening and a huge Like Like is crashing down onto the floor! You fling yourself out of the way, skidding across the ground as the Like Like lands with a splat. You try to get back on your feet, only for your feet to be lifted off the ground on your own. You crane your neck to confirm your worst fear. The Like Like is trying to engulf you. You desperately claw at the ground trying to get any grip. Any small leverage you get is torn away as the Like Like sucks you into its maw. Your head starts racing. You’ve heard about these things before. They don’t… they don’t eat people right? They just want to eat your shield and spit you back out? You really, really hope that’s the case. [[They do just eat your shield|They do just eat your shield]] [[Theyeat more than your shield|They eat more than your shield]]

(This section is incomplete for now, sorry! Continue if you wish to see one of the endings) [[A chu lands on your back as several others appear before you|Closed Mouth]] [[You look up and see a Chu fall onto you, even partially getting in your open mouth|Opened Mouth]]

This new song has a certain sound to it. It reminds you heavily of the music you heard on Lon Lon Ranch, but with just a different tinge to it. As you break away from your ocarina having learned the song, you suddenly feel an overwhelming magical force assault your body. You hold you head as an awful headache suddenly strikes you. You feel as if you are changing. The first thing you notice is your tunic getting tight. Really tight… oh god, you can’t breath! You frantically try to unbutton your tunic to let out whatever pressure is developing in your chest. When that fails, you yank the fabric desperately to pry it off. You succeed and send buttons flying as your tunic rips to unveil the source of your discomfort. Huge D cup tits are growing out of your chest, and they seem to have a bit more growing to go. You reach out to feel your new mammaries in disbelief. Those can’t actually be yours, can they? One squeeze and your question is answered loud and clear. Those are yours, and holy fuck, squeezing them feels so amazing. You quiver a little with that first groping, then squeeze again a little more forcefully. You’re rewarded with an instant spurt of pleasure that has you throwing your head back in delight. Your breasts show just how much they like the stimulation as well, releasing a spray of milk onto the floor below. The relief from milking those heavy knockers is too delightful. You can even feel yourself growing erect at the sensation. Only when your erection grows hard enough to slap against your new underside do you realize something is horribly wrong with the lower half of your anatomy. You look behind you and yelp in surprise at the transformation your body has undergone while you were distracted groping yourself. You no longer have a human lower half. The bottom portion of your body has morphed into a cow body, making you a full blown cow centaur. You stammer in panic as you try to assess the situation. You can’t believe this… this can’t be real! You almost want to cry when that throbbing erection that caught your attention in the first place slaps against your lower half again. The tip of your pecker is now just a little bit behind your new front pair of cow legs, but you can still feel the base around the crotch of your rear pair… You take a moment to realize what that means. Your cock is fucking enormous now. You’re literally hung like a bull. As you step around, you can feel that your testicles have grown in size proportionally as well. Your old modest balls have grown to be a heaving, throbbing nutsack, churning fresh semen and desperate to spill its seed. Only then do you realize how desperately horny you are. You’re a raging animal now and have the same sexual urges as one. With nobody around and a desperate need to relieve your aching balls, you kneel down on the floor. You can’t stroke your cock any more with the huge distance between your arms and cock, so you masturbate the only way you can think of. You crouch low enough to press your cock between your underside and the floor, and shift back and forth. It’s crude and it’s nothing like the satisfying grip you always pleasured yourself with, but it’s more than enough to get off your system chalk full of fresh animal pheromones. After only a few minutes, you’re shuddering in anticipation. You’re nearly there. Just a little bit more stimulus and you’ll be over the edge… You grope your new tits again, now fully grown to massive lactating J-cups. Your eyes shoot wide as your whole body spams to the sensation of milking your new breasts. You moan as loud as you can as the waves of pleasure from your cock and tits converge into a heavenly sensation that rocks you to your core. Your massive beast cock starts spurting hot sticky spunk all over the floor, pumping out a seemingly endless supply. Your tits join in and let out a spray of fresh milk across the ground. It's pure heaven. After what feels like 2 liters of sperm pour out of you, you finally gather the energy to stand. You size your new body up again. This time however, you’re not really too worried. You’re sure everything will be fine. Hell, maybe that sweet girl on the ranch will take you in and milk you like any of the other cows. And maybe if you’re really lucky, she might even milk the lower portion of you… GAME OVER

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You play a mysterious melody, one that plays just like the song of storms. As the song plays out of your ocarina, you’re reminded of how you learned the song the first time, listening to that annoying man in Kakariko village. You remember how that strange song made the windmill wiz and wiz as hard as it could, almost making your dizzy with how intense the thing was spinning. The image is so vivid you start to become dizzy yourself, but the effects wear off soon. Perhaps this is enough exploring for the day. You’re very happy you made some progress adventuring through this dungeon You head back to Kakariko village to restock on supplies and socialize with the friendly townsfolk. On your way around town, the Cuckoo lady greats you, still thankful for your help collecting her runaway chicken flock all that time ago. You kick up a conversation about how your life has been going. One thing leads to another and you discuss your recent dungeon exploration and the song that came with it. The woman grows so intrigued, she asks you to play the song to see the strange effect you mention. You play the song, and again, that dizzy sensation returns. You look back to the Cuckoo lady to see how she’s doing, only to blush at the sight in front of you. The quiet maiden woman is now crossing her legs, desperate to stop the flow of piss jetting from her now gushing cunt. Her hands are clamped across her crotch trying to control the flow, but to no avail. She looks tremendously embarrassed as she continues to water the grass below her. You reach out to help, but she begs for you to stop looking as her pissing continues. You dart away, heading into an inn to distance yourself from the spectacle. You head back towards the woman later that evening to apologize for… whatever happened. You’re almost certain the song has caused this. The woman seems a little embarrassed by your reappearance. You’re shocked however, when she asks you to play the song again. She explains that whatever that song did, it made the sensation of pissing feel like the sweetest orgasm of her life. The deluge lasted for another 3 minutes after you had left her and at some point she was masturbating her urinating cunt as hard as she could from the raw delight. She outright gets down on her knees and begs you to play the song again… a request you’re far too happy to help with. GAME OVER

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(This section is incomplete for now, sorry! Continue if you wish to see one of the endings) [[You escape!|Escape]] [[You can't escape!|Can't Escape]]

With your best effort, you escape the clutches of the mob of chus and run for your life. You dart out the dungeon as fast as you can back to civilization. This afternoon has been traumatizing. You very badly need a shower and a warm bed. You hightail it back to Kakariko village and pay an inn for a night’s stay. You thoroughly decompress throughout the evening and by bed, you are completely relaxed from that traumatic attack. You wake up close to 1am with a stomach ache. You feel groggy and heavy, as if you ate entirely too much food for dinner, though you only had a light snack this evening. You light a lantern to get a good view of yourself in the mirror. You scream in surprise as your belly has grown horrifically distended in your sleep. You now look as if you’re about to birth twins from your new massive stomach bulge. You’re in disbelief. You tap your stomach to see if this is all real, still in disbelief that that’s your stomach. You can feel it. It’s your skin. It’s your flesh. You pinch it still in denial. Big mistake. You hear what sounds like a muffled giggle. Your stomach suddenly feels like it’s in knots. You feel an undeniable need to sit on your back and spread your legs. You frantically throw off your pajamas, part your thighs as wide as they’ll go, and push. Push as hard as you can. Whatever’s inside you wants to come out right now. You pant and grunt in effort as you feel something coming out. It’s dilating your asshole wider and wider with its cold and slimy body. Finally, you’re spread wide enough for it to emerge. A baby chuu pours out of your ass onto the floor with a mischeavous cackle. Your stomach is still huge. The slime monster turns back to face you. Your newly born chu baby wants to see its siblings born into the world. Your fingers grip the floor as tightly as you can as your birthing continues. A huge cluster of baby slime monsters pump out of you, cascading out of your asshole onto the floor with a wet and noisy chorus. Thankfully, your anus stops paining you after the 5th or so exits you. After 10 minutes straight of birthing, your stomach has significantly deflated. You feel empty. The birthing nightmare is finally over, and now you have 30 or so baby slimes sitting around your ruined asshole. The things are maturing quickly. They’ve already grown to double the size when they were crawling out of you and seem to have a great interest in their mother again. You are powerless to stop a group of 5 or so of them as they crawl over your body. Several of them force themselves down your throat to perpetuate their species further and reimpregnate you. Another two find your nipples surprisingly interesting and seep into them. With your now over inflated tits bulging with chu slime and a distended stomach, you truly look the part of a mother. You hope that the monsters at some point grow tired of you, but it seems unlikely. All you can do is rest on the floor as you feel your new brood developing in your stomach while your newly born blob children cause screams to run rampant throughout the hotel. Your children are eager to start families in whatever orifice they can climb in. GAME OVER

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(Dead end! Will be completed later)

It's a marble hallway and it sounds like there's rushing water on the other side! Could this place have a functioning bathroom of all things? At the very least, does it have a champer pot? You've got to check at least! You scuttle forward, clamping your ass together with both hands together so you don't mess yourself. You reach the end of the hallway and find what should have been far more expected in an ancient temple than a bathroom: a fairy fountain. You curse your luck and start to waddle out of the room before you hear an unfamiliar voice speak. "Oooh~ Hello there little boy~!" You turn back around to see a great fairy dressed in ivy has materialized over the fountain, her long pink hair floating in the wind. You turn around to see if she has any way to help you with this embarassing predicament. "Finally, after centuries, someone else to play with! Come here sweetie! Mommy needs another little boy to call her own~" Your brow frows at the fairy's response. Little boy? You’re not sure what sort of foolish prank she’s trying to pull on you, but you’re not interested. You have a princess to rescure and a land to save. Games will have to wait. You give an annoyed grunt, shake your head, and walk away from the great fairy, disappointed she was so utterly unhelpful. It only dawns on you that you were just very rude to a Great Fairy when you notice you’re not walking forward at all with each step. You’re levitating off the ground, suspended by a certain pink-haired vixen's magic. Worse yet, that certain vixen is looking very, very angry. “I want a cute boy like you to entertain me. Someone who really appreciates a caring mommy like me after decades of loneliness. If I have to force you to be that sweet little boy toy, so be it sweetie~” The great fairy snaps her fingers and suddenly your clothes desintigrate, save your underwear. The fairy moves towards you to look at your underwear clad rear. "Oh honey, you're so cute in your undies! I don't know though, maybe big boy pants aren't quite your thing yet. I think I need to test if your potty trained before you're allowed to wear those~" A pink spark shoots from the woman's finger tips, zapping your underwear. You spin around to see what she's done to them and find your underwear has been replaced by a magenta colored diaper with a triforce symbol on the back. You try and run again, but your legs don’t obey. Instead, all they do is crouch downwards until you’re resting on the floor showing off that big pink diaper. This isn't good. You can feel that massive load brewing inside you ready to be released. You try with all your might to hold on and not mess that stupid diaper, but your body is having none of that. Instead of clamping your cheeks together again, your body spreads your legs wide. This makes expelling your load absolutely effortless and soon the air is filled with the noise of crackling waste as a large sag starts developing in your diaper. You try and shudder in disgust, but all your mouth does is let out a happy sigh and a giggle. The great fairy leans forward and taps your head with a kiss. “I love you sweetie~” she remarks. You want to curse this woman’s name. You want to throw her off of you and run out of here. You want to escape the clenches of her perverted desires more than anything else. Yet, somehow, your body’s not getting the message. All its hearing is how wonderful getting kissed by mommy is and how fun making a big poopy in your pretty pink diaper is. The great fairy’s magic is corrupting your very synapses as it mistranslates your brains desire to run into a need to indulges in mommy’s warm affection. You want to cry at the sight of all this, which your body interprets as wanting to sport a throbbing erection beneath your padding. You’re completely out of control of your body. You try one last time to scream and run away from this woman, but of course, it’s no use. Instead your body squats slightly as you giggle at the sound of your bum filling your diaper to maximum capacity. GAME OVER