Ducking off to the side, Link swiped his sword through the air. The young hylian knight smirked when his silver blade sliced through the wood holding onto the head of the worn spear that had been thrusting towards him. The creature holding onto the weapon released a roar of indignation once it noticed that it no longer had the means for which to spare the golden haired warrior drawing himself up to his side. That was until it lashed its hand out wildly. 

Pain shot through the hylian's body as his flesh was torn asunder by wicked claws once the attack connected, however, instead of surrendering to it Link sprung backwards in an effort to put some distance between himself and the lizalfos turning to glare at him.  

The feeling of his liquid running down his body enveloped his senses seconds before the blonde haired hylian turned to look to his serrated side. Link was unsurprised to the blue tunic he always wore growing red with blood. A sense of anger rushed into the young knight's mind as thought about how careless he had been to not see such an attack coming his way, especially given the particular monster in front of him. Drawing his sword in front him, since there was no point in trying to address his new injury with his quarry still lived, Link growled as he watched the bipedal reptile toss his broken weapon off to the side.

The lizafolfs hissed in return as it stared down the much shorter hylian. 

Link wasn't shocked to see such a clear look of rage running across the reptile's face, the creatures might have been brutish monsters which stalked about the wilds, but they weren't unintelligent. Be that as it may, it was their primitive nature which made them dangerous to all those who thought to travel about the lands of Hyrule, the proof of this being how the lizard in question had been attacking several wagons and carriages for weeks now. This was why Link had been sent out to dispatch the other, as the other soldiers within the royal army were unable to handle the monster's frenzy like attacks once it had been cornered. 

Bulging yellow eyes twitched left and right as the lizalfos stared down the interloper, the armored lizard's long tail snapped wildly as he ducked himself down in what would more than likely be a charging assault. 

Link, more than ready for such an attack, slid himself into a well practiced defensive stance while angling his sword up in front of him, the blade's tip poised directly for the reptile's head. A moment of silence crept in between the pair as they both came to realize that this would be their final assault on one another; Link let out a slow, measured breath as he waited for his opponent to come, the pain in his side preventing him from taking the initiative. 

When the lizalfos shot forward the young hylian thrust his sword forward with the intention of piercing the other through the skull, however he was caught unawares by his adversary jumping onto the top of the ceiling. Blue eyes blink in wild confusion as Link tried to make sense of what had just happened. It was that moment of uncertainty which cost the hylian, as by both missing his enemy and being uncertain of how to correct himself, the lizalfos was able to springboard off of the sharp rocks above the young knight and then drop down right behind Link as he flailed forward awkwardly. 

Link knew that he was in serious trouble when he found himself suddenly being tackled from behind. Sword flying forward out of his hand as his body went sailing, the hylian would have cursed, if he had been less trained than he was now. Instead, he grumbled in pain as he and then lizalfos atop him bounced along the floor for several seconds before coming to a stop. Sadly Link found himself underneath the massive creature, and so he was completely helpless to stop the other from biting down into his throat. 

Link yelped from the pain. 

The lizalfos purred in victory, as it pulled on his sensitive skin with the full intention to rend the other voiceless.

Link felt blood pour into his throat, however instead of panicking as most would have he turned his head as best he could to try and find something to fight back with. Luckily enough his sword was close enough to him that he could easily reach out for it, he just sadly had to grab it along the bladed length. The pain of the sharp metal digging into the palm of his sweaty hand made him grunt in annoyance, and yet Link endured, as he always did. Pulling his weapon further into his reach, Link snarled around the sharp ache as he flipped his weapon around and then plunged it into the neck of his adversary. 

The lizalfos had about a second to realize that it had lost the fight before the light within its bulging yellow eyes completely faded. 

Feeling the weight of the now dead monster slumping onto his chest, its wet mouth loosening itself from around his bloody throat, Link breathed out a heavy sight as he felt the malice within slowly begin to shatter. The second after a bright purple haze began to envelop him, the lizalfos becoming nothing more than a cloud of acrid smoke, Link reached up to hold on tightly onto his bleeding neck, his lungs choking around the nauseating scent which quickly drove itself up into his nose. Knowing well enough that he needed to get himself patched up before he bled out onto the cold stone ground underneath him, the young hylian tore some of his tunic free so that he could make the strip into a makeshift bandage for his upper and lower body. 

A shiver crept into Link's mind as he thought about how close he had come to nearly dying today, but like every other time he had stared death in the face the young knight shook off his fear in favor of taking stock over the fact that he was still alive while his opponent lay in pieces around him. 

The small bits of treasure littered about the place would have normally mattered very little to Link, except this time he found that he would need them to make an elixir to heal up from the wounds he had received, since there would be no way he would make it back to the castle in the state he was in now. Luckily enough for him there had been some plain cooking utensils outside of the cave he had tracked the now dead lizalfos into. Grabbing up the materials in question that had been dropped from the reptile's corpse, Link prepared himself to head out of the cave but he stopped when he heard something behind him. Stuffing his loot into his pockets, the blonde hylian snapped his sword behind him, his green eyes wild with fear and anger at the thought of having to fight once again. 

Relief overcame him when he realized that the sound was coming from further in, instead of right behind him. Fearing that he might be caught in an onslaught of monsters, Link hurried out of the cave as fast as his legs could carry him. 

Once outside, the hylian knight quivered as he dropped onto the ground. His body, exhausted beyond belief from the adrenaline running free from his veins, not to mention the blood which he had lost earlier on, demanded that he do something about his fatigue, otherwise he was going to pass out. Knowing well enough not to test himself on this matter, the hylian knight hurried over to the cooking tools that were set out near the mouth of the brown stone cave. Throwing what he needed into the pot to make himself a healing elixir took less than a minute, as by this point in his life Link was a master at making potions and such out in the wild. 

Watching as the materials within slowly bubbled and bounced around, the hylian routinely checked on the mouth of the cave in front of him. It took about five minutes before the elixir he needed was crafted to his liking, yet without a bottle around to feed the bluish-green concoction into Link was forced to grab the ladle he had been using to stir the ingredients together to quickly scarf down his mixture. 

The heated liquid rushed through the young hylian's body, healing the injuries he had received right as several lizalfos peaked their heads out of the cavern home. Link willed the others to not notice his presence as he continued to drink his slightly tart drink, yet he had no luck in that regard, because just as soon as he had swallowed down the rest of his elixir one of the green scaled creatures turned to point at him. Tossing the ladle aside, Link pulled his sword up from where he had stabbed it into the ground, more than ready to continue fighting, even though his health and strength were slowly returning to him. However he found himself surprised to find that instead of immediately charging at him, the group of three turned to stare at him in awkward silence. The young knight had no idea what they were thinking as they cocked their heads to the side while letting their bulbous eyes twitch up and down along his pale frame, but he honestly had no intention of trying to figure out such matters either. 

Taking a step forward, his blue eyes hard as he prepared a forward retreat, Link gasped aloud when a sudden wave of discomfort hit him full in the chest. 

Dropping down onto one knee, the hylian didn't know what to think as he felt his skin grow cold and then hot and then cold again. Gritting his teeth in an effort to try and force his body to comply with his commands to get its act together, Link found himself shuddering in pain as he felt his stomach begin to do very unpleasant things. Turning to look at the cauldron he had used to brew his elixir within, the hylian hoped that he hadn't made a mistake in creating the potion in question, and yet that was the only thing he could think to have brought him to his knees at the moment, since he had imbibed nothing else before now. The sounds of naked feet padding closer to him echoed within the young knight's now much more sensitive hearing, thus forcing a snarl from out of Link's lips. 

The lizalfos making their way over to him moved with cautious uncertainty, as they had no idea what they were seeing as they watched the golden haired hylian twitch and then moan along the ground next to their cooking utensils.

Link would have engaged them in order to clear up this mystery, had he not felt his thoughts growing hazy and his skin itching like crazy. Not wanting to drop his sword, for fear of being defenseless without it, the young knight clutched the handle of the weapon as tight as he could, even as his pale skin began to flake off of his body in large peels. The sensation was not one that Link could say he enjoyed in the slightest, however as someone unwilling to turn away from the truth, he turned his head to the side just in time to see a patch of green scales unearth itself from underneath his broken flesh. 

A gasp tore through his lips right as the three lizalfos tentatively stepping towards him stopped about seven feet from the blade pointed at them. 

Link didn't know what to do at the moment, as there was no time for him to try and recount exactly what had gone wrong with the potion he had made, so instead he simply knelt along the verdant grass underneath him as the sun up above rose along the top of his body. The heat from the bright yellow orb felt like a balm as it ran along his shivering form, especially once his back began to expand large enough to tear his blue tunic apart. Link let out a warbling howl as his calves and thighs swelled with mass, while at the same time the flesh around his lower body pulled away from him to reveal more scales. Hearing his leather shoes ripping apart as his feet began to expand wide enough to stress the thread holding them together was a rather queer sound for the young hylian to hear, as he had never before been privy to such a discomforting noise. 

The watching lizalfos barked back at him, asking him if he was alright. How exactly Link knew they were saying this was quite questionable, but not as much as when he let out a bark of his own to tell them, quite plainly, that he was not. 

Link clenched his throbbing eyes shut right as a massive headache began to overtake his mind. The hylian moaned, a low call of pain and desperation, as he felt his skull begin to contort and then pull out. The young knight would have cried, had he had the ability to do such a thing anymore, however years of training to endure the suffering of his body had robbed him of such an skill, thus he could only throw his head up to wail as his teeth pushed away from his gums while growing sharp and pointed.

Hearing this pain filled noise, the three lizalfos swiftly moved over to the one who was beginning to smell more and more like one of their own. Reaching out to rip the strange garments free from off of the growing form quivering along the ground, the trio found themselves sniffing the air with curious intent as they noticed a thick, heavenly scent slowly erupting from around the body beneath him. 

Link didn't bother concerning himself with the three males sudden ambience of barking, crooning questions which seemed to ask him if he was in heat, because seconds after his green scales toes had emerged from out of his ruined boots Link felt his spine begin to crawl down the length of his back. The sensation was like that of fingernails trailing across his nerves, and yet instead of ending at his fully green rump, the tingling touch continued all the way down to the elongating nub along the base of his spine. Link yelped when the pressure off his growing tail forced him to release his blade. Grabbing tufts of the ground as he tried to will down the strange feeling which seemed to be becoming more and more exacerbated when a clawed hand reached out to massage the lengthening flesh, Link couldn't help pumping his thickening rump backwards for the male who was making him feel really, really good right now. 

The watching lizalfos found themselves massaging over the strange one's darkening form as he...no she bulked with muscle and sinew. How all of this was happening was something for which they could not even begin to guess, but it didn't matter in the end, because as they pulled the tattered rags away from the warbling green female's body they found their respective genital slits pulsing in need. The scent of heat, of need, wafted along each of their noses as the face of the strange one in between them pushed out to become that of one of their own. The three males turned to bark out questions at one another as their spreading folds released their reptilian cocks out into the open air, yet they received no answer from one another; the answer as to which of them would breed Link first became the most important concern to the trio seconds after the male stalk in between her legs shuddered and then drew up into oblivion.

Link only realized that something was wrong when he felt his precious manhood, and his pendulous ball sack, fully retreat into his being. The sensation of his genitals disappearing made him blink his bulging eyes open. Rolling his orbs down, something for which he now instinctively knew how to do, the new lizalfos gasped when he saw nothing more than a wet slit in between his legs. Forcing himself up, the former hylian consequently tossed the three reptiles away from him in favor of settling himself onto his rump. A shot of pain ran along his muscular spine as his new tail complained about what he was doing, Link ignored the slightly wavering appendage in favor of running a clawed hand down in between his legs. 

Gone.

His cock was nowhere to be seen or felt as he dug a clawed finger into his new snatch. 

The young knight let out a keening wail as he cried out for that which had become lost to him, however upon stroking the inner folds of his dark green opening, Link unconsciously drew out more and more of the heated musk which had attracted the trio slowly rising up from where they had been tossed onto the ground. The new lizalfos, being so unaware of the others, was unprepared for one of the males to pounce on top of him. Bulging yellow eyes looked to the other in blank confusion as Link tried to make sense of what was going on right then. Sadly, his answer came in the form of the other barking down at him about how many eggs he planned to fill the former hylian with. 

Link gasped when something thick and wet inserted itself into the depths of his new channel. 

The sensation of being fucked by another male was obviously not something that the young knight had ever felt before, and thus it was quite bizarre to feel the male on top of him thrusting himself deep within, however the new nerves within his snatch sent a message up to his new lizard brain, telling him that this was fine, and thus he should just lay back and enjoy what was happening to him. Link wanted to protest, after all, he was no princess to be deflowered, especially not by a monster of all creatures, yet once the rutting male hit something pleasurable inside of his new cooch that became a questionable statement. So much so that the former hylian found himself praising the other lizalfos with quiet croons only spoken by those females who were of breeding season.