One Heart Left Finale

“Die, faggot hero!”

Link’s skull cracked as the large boot smashed into it again. Twitching on the cobblestone, Link’s cock continued to pulse, trying desperately to release whatever cum he had left. However, the puddle around him showed that his balls were empty.

The large overweight man huffed as he masturbated, his cock producing a constant stream of pre-cum that wiggled off his tip. The man’s cock was short and thick, his balls heavy and low hanging. Breathless, the man gave Link’s skull another stomp, masturbating wildly as his foot landed.

Eyes glowing purple, Ganon’s corruption had spread far into the city, and now Link was being given to the citizens to pleasure themselves with. The large man had never known such pleasure, and all from trying to kill the hero.

Beside him stood his daughter, her stomach muscles flexing as she fingered herself, hips grinding the air as she watched her father. Months back, Link had actually saved her from a group of Bokoblins, making him their savior. Now they were on the verge of orgasm from ending his life.

One of Ganon’s personal witches stood nearby, her age masked by magic, and her appearance that of a young voluptuous woman. She too masturbated, her bag of herbs and potions close by.

“Fuck,” groaned the mustashed father, “I can’t cum till I see his brains spill out.”

His daughter moaned loudly, and another stomp caused one of Link’s eyes to pop from it’s socket. This sent the daughter into an orgasm, dropping to her knees and crying out with pleasure. Fluttering her fingers rapidly over her clit, she began to squirt, spraying Link’s body in her fluids as she came.

“Just ... Die!” The father roared one final time, bringing his boot down with all his strength, finally getting the smashed outcome he was wanting.

The results were gruesome, yet all the bystanders moaned with delight. A crowd had formed at the City’s square, all here to take their turn torturing the hero who had so often saved them. It was a gift from Lord Ganon, a gift that further corrupted them.

Link’s feminine face was ruined, his eyes had popped from their sockets while his jaw was crushed. The top of his skull had burst like an over hydro melon, gushing his pink brains over the cobblestones. The mere sight pushed the father into orgasm, and he quickly squatted, pumping his cock like a madman.

The crowd moaned, and everyone watched his cock erupt without restraint. Thick white ropes of cum splashed over Link’s dead face and brains, slathering everything in hot white slime. The hero’s body recognized its own death, causing his bladder to release piss all over itself.

The witch grinned, pleasuring herself as she reached into her bag. Lord Ganon, soon to be King Ganon, would be quite displeased if Link were to truly die. Fishing around inside the bag, her hand returned with a very simple bottle that housed an energetic pink fairy.

She had time before needing to use it, and so the father was allowed to finish his orgasm, before lifting Link’s smashed skull, and pressing his cock tip into the opening.

Licking her lips, the witch stared as the man pissed into Link’s skull, washing out more of his brains, before piss leaked from his eyes, nose and ears.

Only when he stood up, his cock now flaccid, did the father and daughter’s eyes stop glowing purple. The corruption of Ganon had left them, and now without external manipulation, the father and daughter stared at Link’s remains, attempting to process it.

The witch waited, watching them, touching herself as she awaited their reaction. She wasn’t disappointed.

As if a fog had lifted, the father and daughter stared at Link’s corpse, fully understanding, remembering that it was them who had brutally murdered him. The crowd of citizens watching all smiled collectively, as did the witch, as the father’s erection returned even bigger than before.
“Very good,” giggled the witch, popping the cork on the bottle, “you may now thank Lord Ganon, and go back to your lives.”

“Praise Lord Ganon,” said the father and daughter, starting to masturbate as they reluctantly left the scene. As planned, Ganon’s corruption no longer infected them, yet it had drawn out a darkness within their hearts, leaving them just as perverted.

Tossing the bottle at Link’s head, the glass shattered as the pink fairy began zooming around him, working its unparalleled healing magic. As it had happened before, it looked as if time was rewinding for Link. His brains began sliding back into his skull, his eyes returning to their sockets, his smashed balls inflating back to the proper size while his teeth returned to his mouth.

The piss that had been poured into his skull escaped from the hole it went in, as did the cum. Twitching, Link’s life was brought back through magic, and his lungs filled with air as he moaned and whimpered on the ground.

Having tested the effects of healing fairies on Link’s loved ones, the witch had learned just how long a body could remain dead, before the effect would no longer work. As it turns out, a body could remain dead for several minutes, and the fairy would still be able to bring them back. Any longer than five minutes however, and there was no hope.

Knowing this, Link was sent into Hyrule City under armed guard. He was to be an outlet for all the citizens, who were allowed to harm him however they wanted. Ganon’s spreading corruption helped those too pure-hearted to hurt him, bringing out their darkest most perverted desires.

Feeling his balls swell with cum as every part of him recovered, Link’s erection returned in full as two more citizens stepped up beside him.

“Our turn, hero,” one of them chuckled, his eyes showing no sign of ganon’s corruption. 

Seeing how far the people had fallen, Link began to have flashbacks. Remembering his close friends, his mind started rewinding to the fairy trials … forcing him to relive every horrible detail.

***
One Week Earlier
***

“Link! Help us, please!”

On his knees and tied to a wooden post, the hero could do nothing as the forces of evil encircled the farm. Lon Lon Ranch had been the chosen location to carry out the Witch’s evil experiments, and with the help of their monster army, innocents from across Hyrule had been corralled together just for this moment.

All nearby monsters smart enough to follow orders had come, from Bokoblins, Stalfos, and Wizsrobes, to Lizalfols and Moblins, there was no escape from the horde that now surrounded them.

Nude, and mentally broken from dozens of revivals, Link’s cock oozed pre-cum as he watched in a dream-like state. He recognized people he had saved, people who relied on him, people that were now doomed.

“Link, please!”

Malon, the young teenage girl whom he often spent time with, was now being prepped for torture. Her dress was ripped apart, and she was quickly moved to the front of the crowd, giving Link a better view of her fate.

She stared at him through teary eyes before being forced to her knees. The horny bokoblins that held her in place also poked her with their erections, smearing thick slime as they struggled not to outright rape the busty teenager. Having a hold of her wrists, both bokoblins opted for a handjob, wrapping her fingers around their shafts before guiding her movements.

The witch was still preparing whatever experiment she had planned, so as everyone waited, Malon managed to relax herself, trying to keep everyone calm about the situation.

“It-It’s okay everyone, j-just do whatever they tell you.”

She could hear the group behind her sniffling, along with the younger kids sobbing quietly. If Link couldn’t save them, then she would need to try her best.
Hoping to appease the Bokoblins, she tightened her grip on their cocks, stroking them on both sides of her face. The monsters seemed happier, and for a moment the situation felt calmer. Link continued silently watching, offering no support to those in danger.

Opening her mouth, she allowed one of the drooling tips through her lips, tasting the salty sweet cock slime that pooled on her tongue. Reminding herself that it was for everyone’s safety, she began sucking while still stroking the shaft, even as the second Bokoblin began humping the side of her face.

The fun wasn’t allowed to last long however, clearing her throat, the witch’s approach made the monsters back off. It was time for whatever was planned, and Malon’s heart raced with justified fear.

“Legs,” the witch muttered, and the monsters seemed to understand. Wrestling Malon to the floor, they pulled her arms and legs open, keeping her spread eagle as a Lizalfos stepped closer. Having a large axe, Malon struggled to keep herself quiet, but as the weapon was raised, her fear prevailed.

Letting out a shriek that terrified the group, the axe swung down and cleaved through her right thigh above the knee. The strength and power of the monster was enough to completely sever the limb, and within seconds the axe was re-raised, dropping again on the left thigh, severing it as well.

Ordered to keep her in place, no one moved as the witch produced a small hourglass, one that measured not hours, but minutes. Ten minutes to be precise, and while the Bokoblins held her severed wounds, keeping her from bleeding out, everyone else watched to see what would happen.

After ten minutes had passed, and Malon’s groaning had nearly stopped, the witch popped the cork on a bottle, allowing a fairy to heal the girl. However, too much time had passed for the restoration of limbs, and instead, Malon’s thighs sealed over, leaving her paraplegic.

The loss of blood had left her drained and tired however, making her useless to the witch. With the wave of a hand, the Bokoblins began dragging her off toward the Stable, laughing as they masturbated along the way.

“Next!” shouted the witch, and another victim was pulled from the group.

Another person from the group was pulled forward, and again it was someone Link knew. However, he only had a moment to look at them before strange noises caught his attention. Looking toward the stable where Malon had been taken, cries erupted, but not of a human.

The gates burst open to reveal Epona leaping free, chased by an oversized Moblin. The Moblins were some of the more dangerous monsters in Ganon’s army, standing twelve to thirteen feet tall, with long snouts plenty of sharp teeth. The lanky monsters were difficult to bring down, and now one had its sights set on Link’s personal horse.

The beautiful mare galloped around the monsters, avoiding knives and swords as the Bokoblins screeched and swung. Having a chance to jump the fence and escape, it was at the last second that Epona spotted Link, and made the fatal choice to try and save him.

Epona made it across the field in record time, but just as she approached Link, a Moblin hiding nearby leapt out, grabbing her and screeching.

Several more monsters joined in, surrounding her and assisting in keeping her in place. She was only feet from Link, crying out as the Moblin moved behind her, his loincloth being removed to reveal a horse sized cock.

Link watched, unable to save his companion while the Moblin fucked her. Whinnying and neighing with protest, the beautiful mare couldn’t escape the monster’s giant cock being forced inside her. It left Link crying, horrified that he still had more to lose, and that his innocent horse was now suffering.

Tied to his post, Link was given the best view as Epona’s backside was right above him. The Moblin’s balls swung overhead as his cock slammed into the mare’s pussy, stretching it out. Regardless of the rape, Epona body must have betrayed her, because after a few minutes a constant stream of clear slime began leaking down the monster’s shaft.

“Please, no!” someone in the crowd cried out.

From the rhythm of thrusts, the slime would occasionally hit Link’s face, and soon Epona wasn’t fighting it. Unable to look away, eventually the Moblin reached his climax, his balls clenching up as his shaft pulsed rapidly, pumping out a bucket load of sperm. Epona seemed to back into the cock as it happened, and once the load had been fully deposited, the Moblin pulled out with a juicy pop.

Without his cock to hold it back, all the sperm came rushing out, gushing down behind Epona and all over Link. Epona whinnied again, her legs shaking as the cum poured free, and her asshole stretched open to void her bowels, defecating all over the hero.

Link’s cock nearly exploded, even as he continued sobbing. He knew what would happen next, and while Epona was still riding whatever orgasm the Moblin had given her, she was pulled away from Link.

Further away and now able to look back at Link, Epona was given one last glimpse of him before a Moblin’s oversized axe swung through her neck. Her head was removed in one swing, her body collapsing instantly from the decapitation.

Link’s cock erupted across the grass as he cried even harder, hearing the monsters cheer and laugh as they began carving the horse up, chopping and slicing the mare into pieces before cooking her over a nearby bonfire.

Link had never felt more defeated, and his cum had never shot farther. Of course his erection wouldn’t fade, and with more villagers being butchered right before him there was nothing to do but watch.

Time passed, and eventually the witch’s experiments had finished. Lon Lon ranch was in ruins, the innocents were either dead, butchered or had been hauled away. Epona’s remains were mostly bones now, and Link was pissed on by any monster who felt the urge.

It wasn’t over though. Although dark, a light began to fill the ranch. Coming up the long dirt road, a woman arrived, glowing with white brilliance. It was Princess Zelda.

What monsters remained were stunned by the sight of her, parting ways as she entered the ranch. Her walk was elegant, royal, her body covered only by thin undergarments.

No one spoke as she stepped over the gore and murder, but as she passed a Bokoblin, she couldn’t help but stop and admire the creatures unrestrained lust.

Using the severed head of Malon as a cock sleeve, the Bokoblin fucked the eye socket at a fast pace, barely slowing as Zelda watched. Crouching beside him, Zelda used one hand to touch herself while reaching out with the other, gently squeezing and caressing the monster’s balls.

Her touch was like ecstasy to it, something they all noticed at once. Crying out with pleasure, the Bokoblin grunted loudly as Zelda giggled, before flooding the severed head full of chunky monster cum. Leaving him, Zelda stood and continued walking, admiring the carnage like a trip through a garden.

Several times she glanced toward Link, a large grin on her face. She stopped again when she saw the horse remains, likely recognizing Epona’s harness. She showed no signs of caring, continuing on until a stray Bokoblin grabbed her by the arm, masturbating wildly and hoping to be touched like the other.

It became very evident that touching her was a bad move, as all the other monsters backed away immediately, and for good reason. Twisting, Zelda’s palm struck the monster’s chest with enough force to throw him into the air, an eruption of light emanating from the impact. The Bokoblin had only made it a few feet into the sky however, for the light she had struck him with now dissolved his body.

In a shower of sparks and glittering lights, the monster disintegrated before even reaching the ground, and that was that. No other monsters approached her, and she finally made her way to Link.

Covered in filth and fluids, Link stared at the princess with loving eyes. She was more beautiful than he had remembered, with long golden hair, flawless skin and more voluptuous curves than ever before. Possibly achieved by the witch’s potions, Zelda’s once medium sized chest was now large and heavy, filling the bra to bursting. Her waist had thickened, but so had her thighs and backside. She had become a symbol of sex and firtility, one the hero could drool over.

“You’re pathetic,” she told Link, her voice as regal as her expression.

Link said nothing, only admiring her.

“Still … you have a part to play in Lord Ganon’s plan.”

Already finished with him, Zelda spread her legs a little wider, reaching for her pussy as Link stared up at her. To no surprise, she began to urinate, leaving him content and relaxed as the warm piss washed over him. Knowing the princess was safe helped him relax further, and within seconds he had passed out, exhaustion finally catching up.

Lon Lon Ranch was no more.

***

“So dirty … Mwah! It’s a good thing you have me, Lord Ganon, I don’t mind degrading myself for you … unlike that spoiled princess.”

Midna’s small tongue poked inside Ganon’s rectum once more, going in pink and coming out brown. Kissing the large hole several times, she made it her mission to polish his asshole, ensuring it was completely clean.

“King Ganon, please don’t listen to that perverted Imp, I live only to serve you, and will happily perform any request you may have.”

Zelda sat on her knees before him, her gloved hands gently grasping the King’s large drooling cock. The thick clear pre-cum oozed in big droplets that Zelda eagerly caught on her tongue. Sucking the tip, she somehow remained regal looking, her hair perfect and golden as she closed her eyes, taking in the smells while swallowing his cock fluids.

It was just another day of paradise for the women, yet change was coming. Weeks had passed since the last time either of them had seen Link, nearly forgetting he even existed. Never had the hero been allowed in Ganon’s presence, not until today.

Far across the throne room the large double doors opened, a small witch pushing through before crossing the long carpet to bow at her King. Zelda and Midna never stopped pleasuring him, keeping their tongues busy but their ears open.
“My Lord,” the witch began, “preparations are finally complete. The hero has been subjected to every form of torture, abuse, and expriment possible. He’s been broken countless times over, and no longer has a trace of resistance. I believe he’s ready.”

Ganon inhaled slowly, not saying a word. A moment passed, then he nodded.

“Yes, sire,” said the witch, bowing and quickly leaving.

Zelda and Midna were both excited and nervous, unsure what to expect from the hero. He was supposed to save them long ago, yet it never happened. Was he still hoping to? Had he somehow fooled the witches, just to get close to Ganon? All would be made clear soon, but for now Ganon’s pleasure took priority.

An hour passed, and the women were surprised to find that Ganon refused to cum for them. Jealousy built, for the first time he seemed interested in someone else, unswayed by their affection.

Without warning Ganon stood from his throne, causing Midna to tumble backwards through the air. Stepping down and leaving them behind, the King of Evil strode halfway across the room before stopping, his eyes focused on the far door.

“Bring him in,” said Ganon, seemingly to no one, yet it was clear he could feel their presence.

Shuffling was heard outside in the hallway before the door began to open. Creaking loudly, everyone watched closely as the witch stepped inside first. Turning around, she waved in the silhouette behind her, and finally Link came into view, stepping into the throne room.

Looking far more feminine than before, Link’s hips swayed seductively as he stepped up beside the witch. Wearing erotic lingerie that covered his thighs and small bulge, he also had small coverings over his nipples, as well as a matching choke collar. Not bound or gagged, he had the freedom to try and escape if he wanted, but of course he did not.

“Here he is, Lord Ganon, no longer a hero, now just a broken sex doll to enjoy at your lesuire.”

“Bow,” said Ganon, his voice clear and strong.

Link dropped to both knees at once, his forehead touching the carpet at Ganon’s feet. Smiles broke out above him, and everyone seemed very pleased. Everyone except Zelda and Midna, giving each other a brief look and nod.

“Who do you serve?” asked Ganon, placing his hands on his hips.

Link, always unspeaking, moved forward and kissed Ganon’s feet, giving his answer without words. This too brought smiles, as well as a growing erection. His view from above gave Ganon a great view of Link’s rump, which was now just as curvaceous as Zelda or Midna.

The hero had lost much of his muscle tone, trading it for fat and curves in the right places. The witches potions were likely helping, since even his face was more feminine.

Princess Zelda and Midna left the throne, slowly approaching from behind. Getting a good look at the hero, they remained quiet while Ganon continued his inspection.

“Are you willing to die for me, hero?”

Link sat back up, nodding without hesitation before looking up at the witch. She grinned down at him, and when he looked back to Ganon, large hands closed around his throat. The Tri-Force shone brightly on Ganon’s right hand, symbolizing power. With little effort, Link’s neck snapped under his grip, causing him to go limp.

He fell forward after being released, his body crumpling at Ganon’s feet. The witch of course came prepared, popping the cork on a bottle to release yet another pink fairy, something that was becoming harder to find.

As usual the magic worked, and within seconds Link’s neck was fixed. Slowly getting back into place, Link resumed sitting on his knees before Ganon, now sporting an erection that poked above his lingerie undies.

“Very good,” Ganon sighed, his own massive cock standing upright, bouncing in the Hero’s face.

It was now that Link looked upon Zelda and Midna, finding them both incredibly sexy. Midna had changed little, still retaining her small Imp form with wide hips. Zelda looked the same since her visit to Lon Lon Ranch, only now without skimpy clothing.

“Does it please you to see him this way, my King?” Zelda asked, rubbing her body against his.

“It does,” he answered, ignoring her touch.

Midna floated to Ganon’s other side, giving a toothy grin. “Should we retire to the bedroom then? I would love to see you mount our nasty little hero.”

Link swallowed, staying on his knees while his eyes followed Ganon’s cock. He had endured so much to get here, the pain, torture, and uncountable deaths, it had all lead to this moment.

“Yes,” was all Ganon said, turning and leaving. Link quickly followed, as did Zelda and Midna. The witch seemed to know her place, and bowed out of the room, closing the door behind her.

A door behind the throne lead to a staircase, taking them all to the Royal Bedchamber. Link’s heart raced, and he waited on his instructions as Ganon laid down. In the center of the bed, both Zelda and Midna cuddled beside him, stroking his chest as his legs opened, an obvious invitation for Link to please him.

Crawling over the bed, the Hero wiggled between Ganon’s thighs to put himself in place. With the massive member in his face, Link’s eyes filled with wonder as he studied it, taking in every detail he could, ready to spend his life worshiping it.

Having Ganon’s permission, Link’s mouth opened, and his tongue began to lap at the shaft. From the base to the tip, his fingers grasping it while he suckled the tip and kissed the head. Ganon seemed pleased, grinning as his mortal enemy now lived to pleasure him.

Link was now touching himself as he sucked it, his fingers probing his own ass while he imagined fitting the King’s cock inside him. Ganon had no problem with such a notion, and once his dick had been adequately covered in Link’s saliva, he gave the hero a sign, granting him permission to ride.

Breathlessly excited, Link climbed atop him, carefully and slowly lowering his hole onto Ganon’s fat cock. It stretched him greatly, but after so much torture and various rapes, this brought only pleasure. Link could feel the tip pushing deep inside him, even causing a slight bulge to form at his stomach.

Zelda and Midna stopped smiling as Ganon closed his eyes, and the two looked at each other suspiciously. Link had only barely noticed, mostly focused on riding his master. Ganon too was lost in the pleasure, his arms around the women while Link’s tiny dick flopped around throwing pre-cum.

Unnoticed by Ganon and Link, Zelda and Midna now looked tense, often glancing toward the large windows nearby. The hero continued riding and bouncing, making small whimpers and moans that pleased Ganon greatly.

Several minutes had passed with their noises filling the room, when finally something changed. A sudden shadow moved across the room as it passed by the window, unnoticed by the lovers. Zelda and Midna both nodded, knowing what it meant.

Without warning there was a crash, a loud shattering of glass and wood as someone leapt through the window in spectacular fashion. It all happened so fast, Ganon and Link were slow to react.

Dressed in a tight black garb, Zelda’s personal servant Impa had arrived, carrying with her the legendary Master Sword. Zelda and Midna both sprang into action, grabbing Ganon’s arms and pinning them to the bed, using all their powers to keep him still.

“Link! Do it!” Shouted Impa, throwing the Master Sword directly at him.

As if moving on it’s own, Link’s arm reached out and caught the weapon, holding it vertically and above himself.

“Now, Link!” Zelda shouted at him, her body aglow with light as she struggled to hold down Ganon’s arm, “it’s our only chance! You have to do it now!”

Ganon was horrified, realizing his mistake in trusting them all. Link’s weight held down his midsection while the women held down his arms. It was a perfect plan, and even without being included until now, Link knew it was his destiny, all he had to do was thrust the sword into Ganon’s skull, and all the horror would be over.

With the Blade of Evil’s Bane gripped firmly in hand, Link’s back arched as he reared, putting more power behind his swing. There would only be this chance, another opportunity would never arise, it was all or nothing.

Ganon roared in defiance, watching as the sword began its descent. With all his power behind the attack, the blade swung down without hesitation, causing a meaty thwack as it struck its target, leaving the room in stunned silence.

Ganon’s eyes bulged in shock, completely still as Zelda’s golden hair brushed over him, and her severed head bounced to the floor before rolling to a stop. Her body crumpled and tumbled to the floor as well, the stump gushing red while her pussy gushed yellow.

Link felt Ganon’s cock swell and throb inside him, and he tossed the master sword across the room, letting it clatter to a stop as he resumed bouncing. Impa and Midna backed away, their mouths hanging open in disbelief as monsters began swarming the room.

Surrounded before escaping, Midna and Impa were quickly chained and held at knifepoint, while the witches collected Zelda’s body and head, giggling wildly and remarking that they still had some fairies left. 

Ganon remained quiet, his hands now on Link’s hips. Without a word, the Hero bent down, his ass still bouncing as he leaned into a kiss with the King of Evil. Their tongues met, and Link’s little cock sputtered across Ganon’s stomach.

The hero had endured much to receive his reward, now it was Zelda and Midna’s turn to suffer.

***

Some time later…

***
Ganon awoke with a smile, Link’s mouth never being far from his dick. The Hero turned sissy was always eager to please, and loved waking Ganon up with a blowjob. Given his practice he was far better than Zelda or Midna, something he was proud about.

Enough time had passed that Ganon fully trusted Link, keeping him around at all times. This very morning Link’s stomach would be used as a urinal, Ganon’s cock releasing a full bladder’s worth of piss straight into his gullet. The women could never handle such a task, yet Link’s practice with monsters let him do it easily.

Morning rituals finished, today was the day Ganon and Link would go visit the princesses, checking their progress toward becoming broken sex slaves. Neither spoke on the long walk to the dungeons, but Link stayed close beside his master, never straying more than a few feet.

Making their way into the dungeons, the first stop was Midna, the perverted Twilight Princess. Having assisted in the assassination attempt, her punishment had been severe. Her small body hoisted by ropes and tied in place, she had become a living sex toy. Her body, although small and plump, was magical in nature, giving her somewhat immunity to physical harm. However, the same could not be said for her state of mind.

Unable to escape her bonds, Midna body was now used by every monster in the castle. Her mouth could stretch to fit any sized cock, as could her pussy and ass.

Stepping into her prison cell, Ganon and Link were treated to a live showing of her punishment. A pigman, the same kind who often stood guard for Link when not using him as a toilet, was now fucking the Imp’s tiny body. His cock, fat and long, had been thrust through her entire being. With her ass pressed firmly into his base, the head of his cock had escaped out her mouth.

Holding her with one hand, he used Midna like a toy, jerking his cock with her. Midna’s eyes had crossed, urine poured from her stretched cunt, and her mind was lost among the pleasure. There would be no rest for her, no time to breathe or think, with more pigmen lining up to use her throughout the day. This would be her life for a long time to come.

Enjoying the show, Link began stroking himself as he watched, some part of him enjoying the revenge. Perhaps after a few years she would fully support Ganon, but there was no rush, she wouldn’t be going anywhere.

Heading across the dungeon, Ganon and Link now visited Impa, an assassin and personal servant of Zelda. Not endowed with any powers from the Goddess, her mind was broken far faster than Link or Zelda. Torture at the hands of monsters had destroyed her will in only a day, and the witches took it from there.

Becoming more and more sinister with their experiments, Impa had the back section of her skull removed, fitting her exposed brain with different needles and odd apparatuses. She drooled almost constantly, her expression mostly blank when there wasn’t a dumb smile of pleasure. Her large breasts also had needles or pins in them, and her pussy remained always wet.

She was no longer herself, now just a puppet that the guards and monsters could play with. Ganon and Link enjoyed exploring her body, watching her reaction to stimuli as they fingered her, spat in her face, and even poked her brain with their fingers. Impa’s real purpose had been made clear: she existed to help break Zelda.

Attaching a collar to her, Link pulled Impa along as they headed for the last cell. In the darkest, grimest part of the dungeon, chained to the floor and no longer looking regal was the Princess of Hyrule.

Her hair no longer shone bright blonde, now a muddy dull yellow. Her makeup was long since washed away by piss and filth, her body covered in grime, trash and feces. She hadn’t become a direct latrine, but her face was positioned right beside one, she was the toilet paper, as evident by the brown ring around her lips.

The heavenly glow around her had also faded, now barely illuminating at all. She spotted the three of them approaching, and was horrified to see Impa’s state.

“What have you done to her?!” she cried out, aware that both Link and Ganon were masturbating.

They both said nothing, smiling as Zelda began to sob. Bringing Impa closer, both their cocks began poking her face, causing her to accept them.

Forced to watch, Zelda took in every detail as Ganon and Link face fucked the once proud warrior. Drooling stupidly and moaning, she seemed barely human as her lips wrapped around whatever dick she received.

Seeing her friend destroyed in such a manner took Zelda down another notch, but it wasn’t over yet. Repositioning Impa, the back of her head was exposed to Zelda, letting her see just how the witches had ruined her friend.

That’s when Ganon began removing the needles and devices. Link made sure to hold her in place, shoving his smaller dick into her mouth and humping her face like a dog. Ganon however was about to do the unthinkable, something Zelda had never witnessed, let alone it happening to her personal friend.

Ganon’s fat cock head began poking at the back of her head, pressing against the softness of her brain. Zelda whined, wanting to beg, but knowing how futile it was.

Another Pigman had just entered the room as well, his large ass bending over beside Zelda’s face and ready to unleash more foul waste. She thought back to Link, remembering how much he had been through, and how much he must’ve had to endure while she was safely tucked away in the castle faking her love for Ganon.

The pigman’s asshole erupted beside her, flinging wet chunks of brown muck against her face before all pouring into the wooden hole. At the same time, Ganon’s cock thrust forward, burying itself deep within Impa’s brain, causing her body to seize up and cum, sucking Link’s dick twice as hard.

Link and Ganon now fucked her skull, focused only on pleasure as Zelda watched. Impa was gone, but because of the triforce and her own powers, Zelda might live for hundreds of years, forced to endure this torture until she’s forgotten.

Her resistance crumbled, and she watched Ganon’s cum erupt from Impa’s nose, eyes and ears. Link had cum down her throat, getting a soft kiss from Ganon as they both finished.

There was no hope for the kingdom. The King of Evil had won without question. There would be no more resistance, no more attempts to overthrow him. What peasants remained were now under his influence, the world had grown darker, the monsters multiplied beyond count, and Link, the Hero who had been chosen to save them all, was now worshiping his own enemy.

With the pigman’s asshole now in her face, Zelda stopped fighting. She raised her head and opened her mouth, pressing her lips to the puckered hole before sucking it greedily. Her thoughts of fighting vanished, and now she only focused on the pleasure. She wished to be back beside Ganon, perhaps if she proved herself, that day might come again.

Letting Impa’s corpse crumple to the floor, Link and Ganon stepped over her before leaving the cell. They had made their point, and all that was left was to enjoy themselves. Looking back at the princess one last time, she and Link locked eyes.

Watching her swallowing a mouthful of feces, Link smirked, knowing quite well how she felt. After enduring more torture than anyone else had ever experienced, Link was now free, and his pleasures were only just beginning.

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The End

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(Epilogue later)