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LoZ: Bloated in the Wild Chapter 5
🕑 Added 2020-02-08 08:10:09 +0000 UTCChapter 5: Craving Indulgence
Her knight was speaking with the Great Fairy. Time seemed slow to Princess Zelda, so intent upon hearing his words that they seemed out of focus, his breath seemed to drag.
“Ohohoho,” the Great Fairy chortled, rising up from her fountain. She threw her arms wide. “A champion if ever there were! And you think th-”
Zelda breathed in deeply, feeling her lungs take in enough air that she thought she might never stop. She summoned every bit of royal indignation that she had, feeling bratty bubbles spread through her soft, waterlogged body. "Link!" she cried, cutting across the fairy mid-sentence. Every fiber exuded helpless distress, waggling her wrists what little she could, quaking her bloated body. "Link, help me!!"
The response was immediate. The blonde fairy harlot spun round to look at her with a wide, confused expression while her knight responded, the distinctive jangling of Gerudo clothing chiming through the air. Link hopped down from the fountain and came to her side, eyes alert.
The fairy was looking at them but Zelda pointedly ignored her, serving a cold shoulder… or, well, a cold curve. "Sorry..." she said, smiling weakly at Link over her body, which rocked subtly with the current inside. "I-it's just that… um… this position is getting kind of uncomfortable.”
Link tilted his head, looking down at her belly. His hand reached out.
It was like electricity spread from his mere touch, rippling over Zelda. She felt her hair stand on the back of her neck and her immobile spine shuddered along with a hundred gallons. She was so taut, her bloated stomach feeling so tight, but he was touching her. She wanted more, had to think of something quickly.
“Link,” she cleared her throat, “Do you think you could… umm…” she twisted her tubby neck, looking around. “Oh, umm, could you roll me up against one of these ribs, maybe?"
Link glanced across Zelda’s body to somewhere she couldn't see, then back to her round form. He tilted his head at her, looking questioningly with those strong handsome eyes.
She somehow understood him. Even without words, it was clear that he knew she wasn’t telling him everything, but her childish whimper seemed to push that over.
He nodded and then looked at her, putting his hands on his hips and giving her a critical eye, as if she were a boulder that had to be moved.
It made Zelda’s pout deepen, but a part of her felt that little chill. She was relying on him, needed him. Her cankles kicked, gently disturbing the waves of her belly.
He put a hand to his lip, biting his knuckle.
“Do I really look that heavy?” she stirred uncomfortably.
Without missing a beat, he nodded.
Zelda’s cheeks colored a scarlet red. She could hardly blame him… she felt as if she were as large as their whole campsite would be. “W-well I can hardly help that, can I?!” she wobbled irately.
“Oh, my…” the Great Fairy said.
Zelda’s scowl deepened and she felt herself getting even hotter. She’d heard myths of entities that could manifest their will, could bend lightning or fire without any source. They’d take raw energy into themselves and use it to carry out their bidding, more powerful than even the sages. But all that bubbled inside of Zelda was water, indignation, and a growing need for privacy and attention from the man who she… who she…
He was moving now, stretching his arms before disappearing beneath Zelda's vast belly. A moment later she groaned as his hands dug into her. She felt him right near her middle, using his whole body to lift near her sagging belly button. She began to roll backward, slowly at first, but as the water shifted and her bottom sunk into the soft shaded sands momentum took her back.
She had just enough time to stare daggers at the Great Hussy before her head was swallowed under the surrounding flesh. She hadn’t been ready, had been too focused of putting ice into her glare, and lost her breath. Crushed beneath her own body, she held her eyes shut tight. Link's hands steadily walked their way up her back.
Just as suddenly she was free. She spluttered a cough as Link's body swung upwards. She tried to play it off, quickly blowing the sand off her lips as she rose back upward.
It flew straight into his upward peering face.
“Oh!!” she exclaimed, seeing freckles of sand now dotted his cheeks. They were only a few inches apart.
His hands abruptly stopped pushing her, merely holding her in place as he took several long blinks to clear his eyes. When he opened them again, his sight swiveled to hers, giving her a rather flat look.
“Ahhh… aheh… s-sorry… Hi," she said sheepishly, tucking tubby cheeks back down into her huge bust, wishing she could regress into her pudge like a turtle into its shell. She realized with a repressed shock that he was holding her up by her breasts, but for some reason that seemed infinitely less embarrassing right now as a slow amused smile came over his face.
He was man-handling her. She was constricted by the width of her own weight, unable to stop him, and knowing she wouldn’t want to. He gave one last push from just below her bust, and she felt herself come to rest against what she assumed was a monolithic rib. Her body audibly sloshed, and she felt her belly wobble front to back as she settled into place.
"Hah… Oh Gods…" Zelda puffed, her arm moving uselessly as she tried to wipe her face.
Link picked up on the waggling limb. He circled around her, leaning over her side and her chest to brush the sand and sweat from her brow. Grains dribbled down the sides of her body, except for a handful that wedged between her fat breasts.
She looked nervously down at the sand and then to him. If he had noticed, he didn’t show, now wiping his own face free of the desert.
Zelda couldn’t tell if that was more or less disappointing.
She felt the need to say something, the need to hold his attention. Before she even knew what to say she pleaded "Link?" giving him her best puppy-dog gaze.
He stared expectantly.
"Thank you..." It was all she could say, and she said it as sweetly as she could manage.
Her knight grinned in that self-assured way, nodded, and then walked back around her front, heading for the fountain.
‘No!!’ she cried in her head. ‘Come back here and speak to me, you pretty fool!’
But Zelda said nothing.
“So, are you done playing with your little toy?” the Great Fairy asked.
Zelda’s breath caught. She bit down on the inside of her mouth, wondering desperately what in the world she was or what she wanted to be. She decided, rather quickly, that she wanted mostly to be mobile. If keeping her lips sealed while the trollop poked fun, then so be it.
“I can fix your Princess, but I’ve need of your skill.”
Zelda huffed, twisting away from the Great Fairy’s voice, although colored by a light pink blush. His Princess…
The giantess continued. “Let me see… I had planned to ask for you to remove a great Molduga that surfaced in recent weeks. The creature seems to have been in a deep slumber, but something beneath Hyrule has changed. However, having seen your current predicament, I do not believe that’d be feasible… Unless…”
There was a tremendous splashing and the fairy’s hand entered Zelda’s sight. The Princess immediately noticed its long purple nails, and attempted to recoil away but her immobile body kept her still while a long finger extended and prodded her tummy. It sank into her fluff, pushing deeply into Zelda and causing oppressive tightness where the water displaced. The Princess released an uncomfortable groan.
“Perhaps if you used her as bait…” the Great Fairy hummed. “No? I suppose not,” she laughed lightheartedly, withdrawing her touch and leaving Zelda trying not to belch as the waters settled back down.
The Princess’s attention became divided, feeling herself uselessly trying to strick back at the giantess while her awkward bloating forced her to wince.
She nearly missed what the Great Fairy said next, only hearing after, “... Certain cookbook? Allow me to see this tome, and I will cure your Princess.”
Zelda sighed a small, “Unngh,” as her belly quivered uneasily. The wave of earlier hunger returned. She felt undeniably ravenous while also sensing she was stuffed to her gums. She preferred being a few hundred pounds overweight as opposed to completely immobile, but along with her craving came well-tended thoughts of their time in the ruins. She looked at each of her plumped arms and felt a small glint of excitement.
She was so lost on this train of thought and focused on her own blubbery belly that she didn’t notice Link standing beside her until he was leaning on her rounded side. She reflexively tried to jump but was too heavy to accomplish more than an indignant jiggle. “Link!” she exclaimed. “D-don’t sneak up on me!!”
Link was holding a fat little bubble in his hand. He raised a questioning eyebrow, looking from Zelda, to her belly, to the fountain beyond.
After a moment she relented. “Sorry… I may have been thinking of something else…”
He tilted his head.
Zelda felt something else stir in her belly. “I was… umm…” Her eyes fell away from his and she squeezed her hands into pudgy fists. “I was thinking about how you fed me… in the ruins. Do you remember?”
How had she gone from so confident to this? She’d kissed him. Goddess, she’d reached up and kissed him, after asking if she could eat all his snacks! And now, now she couldn’t even look at-
“Mhmm.”
The affirmative hum sliced through Zelda’s anxiety like a divine blade of light. She spun as well as an immobile water balloon could spin, which was not very much, to look back at him.
In his eyes Zelda saw that strength that he carried. That unbridled confidence that let him throw himself off of a cliff, knowing that she would keep them afloat. She flashed back to holding his hands in the ruin, looking down on him as he cooked food for her, kept her safe.
“A-are you gonna talk to me?” she asked, feeling hopeful.
“Oh sweet little boy~” the Great Fairy hummed like the world’s biggest concubine. Zelda felt anger twist as the hand entered her view once again, lightly hovering over her belly. “It’s best that you hurry, or your Princess might get comfortable~”
Zelda thought that, if Link rolled her forward a couple of feet, she might just be able to bite the fairy’s finger. Before she could order him, she felt his hand pushing on her side, and he leaned over onto her. The fat bubble was held to her lips and Zelda’s eyes crossed.
“What is this??” she asked, turning back to Link.
His grip tightened on her tummy.
She frowned at him before sighing and leaning forward, sucking the bubble past her plump lips. She’d meant to chew it, to hold it in her mouth and feel the taste, but the bubble shot down her throat with a sudden mind of its own.
“Unngh… Link?” she grunted, feeling something inside of her changing. The air bubble felt as large as a stone by the time it hit her rumbling tummy and she began to quiver.
She was all too aware as the great fairy began poking her again, but harder this time. Her hands spread even further and she gasped as the prodding tipped her over, rolling towards Link. She’d have landed on top of him if he hadn’t reacted, squishing her side back with a grunt of exertion while the Great Fairy laughed with an uproarious, “Ohohohohoh~”
The pressure pushed inward from both sides, twisting around Zelda before suddenly billowing up. She tucked her neck back and a tiny stream of water flushed out of her mouth, spraying up over her as if she were her own little fountain.
The air bubble expanded from the lowest part of her tummy, forcing the water out of her system. It wasn’t an unpleasant sensation, but it was by far the weirdest that the twice ballooned woman had ever felt. She shot sprinkles of water over herself as she rapidly began to deflate. Between Link’s arms and the fairy’s touch, it felt almost as if she were receiving a massage.
As quickly as the water left, it was replaced with the swelling air bubble. Zelda began to worryingly teeter as her tummy lifted upward. Her legs lifted up from the ground, lightly kicking in the air before the Great Fairy lifted a hand over her head, still giggling like a young Hylian girl, and pressed her back down.
Wind began to flood out of Zelda now. She could see little beneath the shadow of the woman’s prodding hand, but she could feel her body being massaged and squeezed in some very sensitive and unbecoming places, replacing her physical discomfort with a much more humiliating one.
She shortly realized that she could feel her arms wobbling, her legs kicking outward, and the hand suddenly lifted to reveal she was only simply just morbidly obese, laying on her back with her huge tummy jiggling over the waistband of her prehensile outfit. She took several deep breaths, feeling her arms spread out on the sand before letting out a very tiny burp. Soaking wet, tired, and still feeling hungry, she leaned back and let her tongue lull out.
A pair of hands appeared on her belly and she felt the peculiar sensation of leftover water squishing down from her stomach and into her thick thunder thighs. Zelda moaned, biting down lightly on her tongue and looking up to see Link on his knees leaning over her tummy.
She felt that same sort of electric spark on her quickly thumping heart, drenched butterflies tickling her tummy as he began to massage her.
The Princess groaned, taking his hand in hers, refusing to get comfortable in this public space. She tried to sit up and found herself unable to, without help from Link. He took both of her hands and lifted.
He strained to get her upright, using all of his muscle and even his weight, but Zelda slowly managed to get to her feet. Her huge belly sloshed, still taut with leftover moisture. She held his hands, looking down at how far her tummy stretched out. “I think I’m still retaining water…” she muttered.
“Oh? Are you sure that’s not right?” the Great Fairy asked. “I truly don’t see much of a difference. Though I suppose when you’re as fat as you are, every pound counts.”
Zelda glowered, dropping her hands and turning on the Great Fairy. It was the first time she’d really looked at her from the front and not upside down. The giantess was far overweight in her own right, resembling some sort of fertility deity with humongous curves of her own, curves which spilled over the top of her fountain. The great jewels she wore clashed with her makeup, which the Princess now saw a more garishly than tacky, with deep purple lips cementing an almost otherworldly appearance that only served to further heat Zelda.
“Yes, I am quite sure!” the Princess puffed, her belly sloshing as she strode toward the fairy. “Or are you so inexperienced with your own bath that you cannot tell?”
The woman moved fast, reaching out and jabbing a finger into Zelda’s tum with assertive dominance. The effect was immediate, sending Zelda staggering backward as the water was displaced into her already fat ass, billowing her buttcheeks into twin balloons.
She felt herself hit against something and realized she’d nearly flattened Link, but he’d caught her in a hug from behind. She felt her blush redouble as she saw that his arms couldn’t come close to reaching around her inflated hips. Her ass was too big for any chair now.
“Ohohoho~” the fairy laughed devilishly while Zelda spun around, trying to look at her wiggling hips. “Is that better, dear? More to your liking?”
“No!!” Zelda complained. She could hardly lift her weighty legs to stomp her feet. “Fix me!”
“Oh, I wasn’t talking to you. Like I said, I see everything you do, and everywhere you look.” The Great Fairy snickered into her hand while Zelda squinted at her, confused and exasperated. “But, if the little girl would like…”
She reached out again, but this time was intercepted as Link came around Zelda’s side. He raised his shield in a defensive stance.
“Dear boy,” the giantess said, raising up higher from her fountain. “I am merely trying to help you.”
She reached over them both, smacking Zelda playfully on the behind. Zelda felt water suddenly surge into her chest, inflating her boobs and stretching the outfit to its maximum. Her balance was totally shot and she stumbled forward with a yelp, just in time for Link to turn around and be slammed into the boulder that was his Princess’s weight. He went down with her on top of him, smothered beneath her chest.
“Nooooo,” Zelda moaned, looking down at his pained expression. “I-I didn’t mean…”
She tried to roll away, but her boobs were too fat and she couldn’t find a proper grip on the ground. Beneath her, Link was trying very hard to breathe, and even harder not to look at or fondle her breasts.
The Great Fairy tittered, boisterously smug. The couple looked up as she rose higher into the air, putting a finger to her lips and a hand on her hip. “I’m afraid you’ll just have to sweat it out, my dear. A body this good,” she ran a hand over her large breasts and pudgy middle, “takes work to maintain. Have fun, you two~”
With that, she laughed once more, rising up to her thighs before shooting back down in her fountain. Waves of water poured over the sides, washing down and splashing over the prostrate pair.
Now as wet as his Princess, Link could only blink water from his eyes as Zelda made noises of distress from atop of him. “I’m sorry,” she groaned. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
Link grunted, pulling one of his arms free from beneath Zelda. She tried to lift herself off in a haphazard pushup, but even without the water Zelda was simply too fat.
Luckily, Link was nearly as strong as she was soft, and he was able to pry himself from her. He looked from her to the fountain with flat eyes.
“I know…” Zelda grumbled. Then she dropped her restrictions and aimed a childish raspberry to where the Great Fairy had gone. “Bootless twit!” she spat.
A trio of tiny fairies danced up from the center, glimmering delightedly like mischievous fireflies. They gave the impression of taunting the Princess as the stumbled, trying to get her feet under her, pushing the water back down into her belly.
Link came to her side, rolling her over onto her back before sagging down in the sands beside her. He leaned back, resting his head against her full tummy. Both of them were breathing heavily, exhausted with effort and with the whole day.
Zelda didn’t know what to say. She felt like she needed to say something, but there was nothing that was coming to her except for a very tired, “Can we go back to the village and just stay at an Inn?”
If Link responded, she couldn’t tell. The water was redistributing throughout her body now. She rubbed idle hands over her stretched out skin, which gave her a disturbing sense of collywobbles.
A sudden explosion of sand startled them both, and Zelda somehow found power in herself to get to her feet. When they looked to the source, two sand seals were watching them with friendly, dumb grins. Zelda recognized the blubbery female that had pulled her here as it hopped over to her and barked an affectionate, “Hork!”
“And where in the world had you run off to?” Zelda asked.
The female looked aside to her male counterpart and “Hork!”ed once again.
Zelda frowned.
A short while passed and the Princess was able to rest while Link hooked them both up with a set of straps and shields. The heat seemed more intense to Zelda, who was now sweating buckets and graciously finding her body easier to move. She sat with her butt hanging off either end of her shield, her large belly sagging down between both of her thighs. The seal barked cheerfully, waiting as Link finished with his preparations before dismounting and coming over to Zelda.
“Link…” she sighed. “If this can wait, please… I’m just tired, now. I need to rest.”
Link withdrew something from his bag. Zelda instantly recognized their ancient cookbook.
“Ohoo, no,” she raised her hand up as Link held it to her. “No, no thank you.”
Link continued to hold it for her.
Zelda pouted at him before snatching it. “Alright, fine… what do you want me to do with it?” she asked.
He looked at her expectantly.
She returned a dubious eyebrow before relenting and opening the book.
Zelda was shocked to find that the text of the book had been rewritten. No, not rewritten, it had simply changed. The ancient script had been shaped into modern Hylian, and she could understand every word.
“Foods from the heavens,” she read the front page aloud. “Dishes made by goddesses, for goddesses. Recipes include the divinely sweet and the demonically delightful to play tricks on your enemies.”
Link had walked back to his shield as she read, though now she hardly noticed. The world around seemed to shrink as her bookish nature took hold and she began poring over each page. She was abruptly startled when her seal suddenly dove into the surface and rocketed forth, following Link and the other out of the ribcage and over the hot desert sands.
After steadying herself, Zelda watched her seal simply follow along. When she felt slightly more confident that she wasn’t about to fall off, she reopened the book and tried to focus on the pages.
One of the first recipes was for something called Tabanthan Truffles that, according to the text, would cause those who ate more than two to suddenly gain and extra fifteen pounds. ‘For unwelcome party guests’ was written in red beneath the top.
The Princess became lost in the book as they skated onward. Somewhere beneath the sands, the world began to shake.
