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Shadow of Ikana	By : cno Category: Zelda > General Views: 14711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The fields of Romani Ranch were darker than he remembered. The sweeping fields of grass that he recalled being green were almost black. The trees withered and dead. The normally wide open blue sky was tainted in a violet twilight that seemed to light pull away rather than give it.

But the most unsettling part of the scene was the commotion at the intersection of the dirt paths. There was a circle of figures gathered around a helpless and terrified Cremia. Her normal farm clothes had been ripped to shreds, leaving the original dress to the imagination. She was bent over, on her knees, with a Garo behind her, a Gibdo in front of her, and stalchildren on either side, all of them violently using her for their desires. The Garo was thrusting against her frantically, holding her hips in place with his hands, smacking loudly against the soft flesh of her ass. The Gibdo was much slower and more deliberate, burying his entire length into her throat before pulling back, muffling her cries and whines. The stalchildren were holding her wrists, fucking her hands as quickly as they could.

Off to the side, a Wolfos was towering over a trembling Romani, her jaw stretched open as wide as possible, his thick meat filling her mouth. With an inhuman lack of empathy, he attempted to fit in more of his enormous cock between her lips, causing tears to fall down her cheeks and her fists to pound uselessly against his muscular thighs. As her face began to turn purple and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, the monster pounded the last inch of his length into her with a rough thrust.

Link forced himself awake, his heart pounding in his chest. He glanced around the small alcove in the Lost Woods he had fashioned into a makeshift camp, and once he was confident that he was still alone, he closed his eyes and sighed. He tried to calm his rapid breath, but still found himself haunted by the images of his dream. It was the third of its kind in the last two weeks, and each time seemed to get darker, more desperate. After the second, he had made up his mind: he was going back to Termina. Unfortunately, the bizarre magic of the Lost Woods that had initially sent him to the mirror universe and then brought him back once his work was done was beyond his comprehension. He had spent the better part of 3 days searching for the portal that lead to Clock Town.

But no better time to get back to searching, he reasoned to himself. He pushed himself off the ground, stretching his eternally sore muscles, and backed up his blanket. He was tired, and he was hungry, and he had earned more than his fair share of time to be free of trials, but he had to keep going. Something was going wrong in Termina, and he was not going to stand by and do nothing while two of his friends were in danger.

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Cremia let out a soft grunt as she lifted the heavy crate of milk. Her muscles ached from the combination of all the work she had done for the farm that day, but she pushed the pain aside and strode quickly to the back of the house. Once she reached the air tight container they used to keep their goods cold, she balanced the crate on her hip, and popped the top open. She reached down into the large rectangular box and gently placed the crate down next to the assorted salted meat and cheese. She let out an exhausted sigh as she closed the top again, and decided that she had done enough for one day.

Her conservative farm cloths were clinging to her hot and sweating form, the moisture making the white cotton semi-transparent in places. She futilely tried to fan herself as she made her way back to the front of the house, but smiled as she thought about the nice cold shower she was going to treat herself to. She opened the door and walked into the kitchen, greeted by the sweet aroma of Romani making some soup. Cremia began peeling off her sticky clothes, making her way further into the house, pausing to give her younger sister an appreciative pat on the head. Ever since the whole trouble with the moon those years ago, Romani had taken on more responsibilities around the farm, making Cremia’s life exponentially easier.

But, she thought to herself as her muscles whined at her, it didn’t mean it wasn’t hard. By the time she reached the top of the stairs, her white top was off, and she casually threw it to the side, near her pile of other dirty clothes. She wasn’t wearing a bra; the life of a farm hand didn’t agree with hot, constricting articles. She entered the washroom, not bothering to close the door behind her, and turned the handle to signal the water to start pouring out of the nozzle in the wall. Despite having the invention for quite some time now, she never ceased to be impressed with it. The Zoras had been very generous to share their water, as well as the technology to make it readily available.

As she began fiddling with the long skirt, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, causing her to stop momentarily. Her long red hair flowed almost down to her butt, somehow managing to avoid tangling despite the sweat and work. It seemed like her breasts had grown again; the round pale globes took up most of the space on her chest, their weight hanging down slightly. Her dark pink nipples were slightly red after rubbing against her shirt all day. She sighed, and went back to removing her skirt. Romani was getting to the age where her breasts would start to grow as well. Cremia could only hope the poor girl wouldn’t have to deal with enormous mammaries like she did.

She stepped out of the white cotton that had pooled at her feet, and quickly ran a hand over the small patch of red hair on her mound. She often considered shaving it completely rather than trimming it, but considering how few suitors she got, or even just men that she interacted with, it didn’t seem worth it. She stepped into the large stone bowl that made up the tub, and let out a moan as the deliciously chilled water cooled her heated flesh. She aimed the nozzle downwards a little bit, then slowly slid down until she was seated, her legs bent and the water hitting her neck and cascading down her chest and back. She allowed herself to close her eyes, her exhaustion catching up with her. Her mind began to wander as she lost hold of her consciousness. She dreamed of a little kid with a big heart in a green tunic, and smiled.

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Link approached the ranch with sudden trepidation. It had been years since he had last been here, so who was he to assume that he would be welcomed into their home? He kicked at the dirt path as he collected his thoughts. He realized with some fear, that it might have even been longer for them; he had no idea how the time in the mirrored universe worked. But the images from his nightmare flashed in his mind, and his resolve hardened. He continued down the path to the house.

He wouldn’t demand a bed, or even shelter, he reasoned. He would just make sure everything was ok, then search for a tree or somewhere to sleep, and stay around for a few days. The door to the kitchen was open when he reached it, allowing him to look into their modest home. There was a delicious smell of what he assumed was soup in the air, making his stomach rumble. He cautiously took a step inside. “Hello?” He called. “Is anyone here?”

When no one answered, fear gripped his insides. What if he was too late? He ventured further inside, examining the room carefully. There was indeed a pot boiling on the fire, and signs of very recent activity, and no evidence of a struggle. He was so engaged in searching that he didn’t hear the footsteps approach from outside the house. The small even steps stopped suddenly at the door.

“Grasshopper?” A small quiet voice asked incredulously behind him. He turned quickly at the noise, and came face to face with Romani. She was carrying a small bundle of bacon and cheese, her long red hair exactly as he remembered it, but she was taller than she was before. Her face wore an expression of desperate hope, which quickly changed to an ecstatic smile as she examined his face. The food fell to the floor, immediately forgotten, and she practically flew across the room, crossing the distance between them, and launched herself at the poor lad. “I knew you would come back! I knew it!” She giggled excitedly as she wrapped her legs around him, and he struggled to get a comfortable hold on the girl. He was larger than her now, but he was still quite a ways from the towering figure he had as the Hero of Time.

He chuckled nervously as she babbled in his ear, and after an uncomfortable minute or so, she untangled herself from him and jumped back down to the floor. She looked up at him with bright eyes and a beaming smile. “How long are you staying? Where are you gonna sleep? Do you want my bed? I’m ok with sharing.” His face reddened at what he assumed was an unintentional innuendo, but she kept talking. “Oh, I need to get Cremia. She’ll be happy to see you too. Actually, come with me.” She grabbed him by the hand and pulled him up the stairs before he could protest.

“Cremiaaaa” She yelled as she ran up the steps. “Cremia look who’s here.” She lead him to an open door and finally released his hand as she walked inside. He took a step and followed here. “Cremia, did you fall asleep again?” Link looked around the room with a frown. It definitely wasn’t a bedroom, so why would she fall asleep in here. He noticed the mirror on the wall, pieces falling together. Then he saw Cremia’s skirt crumpled up on the floor and his eyes widened in understanding. “Cremia, wake up. Look who’s here.” He tried to force himself to leave the room, or at least turn respectfully. But instead, against his will, his eyes shifted in slow motion to the stone tub, where Cremia, wet and naked, opened her eyes. Their eyes met for a second, then almost simultaneously, both sets of eyes glanced down at her naked form. She shrieked and threw her arms around her sizeable breasts, and his face practically exploded in embarrassment.

Romani cocked an eyebrow at her sister. “Why are you screaming? It’s just Link. I told you he’d come back.”
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