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The Gerudo seduction dance	By : Incredibleintruder Category: Zelda > General Views: 13279 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-The Gerudo seduction dance
- 2-The Gerudo Conversion Spell
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The sages were silent. The five of them, each of them having dominion over different aspects, were worried sick about a single thing: what had happened to the hero of time, Link? He was well on his way to save the final sage, the last one they needed to be able to bring the fight to Ganondorf and to save Hyrule, yet his progress had come to a complete halt over the last few months.
There was none a whisper about his exploits. He had not acquired any new power, or fought any monster from what they had heard, so the question was still hanging on their lips: Whatever did happen to the hero of time?
Saria, the sage of forest, worried about her prized friend, knew not just who could rid the world of such a heroic and strong person. The way he had handled the forest temple and the creatures within, there was no way he could have been simply defeated by any creature.
The same conclusion went for Darunia, who had seen Link defeat Volvagia by using the Megaton Hammer to crush his fiery head. Nothing could beat his sworn brother, that much the sage of fire knew.
Ruto, distressed about this knowledge, knew she could not really act upon it, as she had to stay hidden and prepare for the assault on Ganondorf. It was painful for her to know that the man she loved, yet could never be with, was perhaps in danger. Having to trust that he would be okay in the end, it was still with a heavy heart she did so.
Impa and Rauru, ever the silent one, shared the burden of the anxiousness and fears of the other sages, as they knew that even if they could not really go and track Link, they could contact someone else to do so for them, a trusted agent. Using some feeble energy to come in contact with the person in question, they hoped that he would prevail, as the fate of Hyrule rested on his shoulders.
The agent was Sheik, truly Princess Zelda in disguise, trained in the ways of the Sheikah, a tribe that had protected the royal family for countless generations. An expert in the arts of stealth and subterfuge, Sheik had to find just where the hero of time was now. The only clue she had was that the only sage that Link had to find now was the sage of spirits, with the temple of spirits being located in the desert.
Knowing Link and his ways, he had no doubt been caught up in a story or two during his travels, helping people in need like a true hero should. Since he had been on his way to the desert, perhaps it was by going the same way that Sheik would pinpoint his location.
Getting to the Gerudo Valley, she could see that the bridge had finally been repaired. Pleasantly surprised about this fact, she knew that the Gerudo had destroyed it and that builders had been sent to repair it, but the last time he had checked, the bridge had been incomplete, with the foreman yelling about the ineptitude of his workers. Sheik never had any idea what had happened, but perhaps the folks at the Gerudo Fortress knew.
Of course, he could very well just go there and demand stuff, as the Gerudo were fiercely protective of their territory, never letting any man enter. Of course, Sheik was not a man at all, but he could not blow his cover just to get some perhaps inconsequential answers about a question that had perhaps nothing to do with his present quest.
Choosing the subtle route, he began climbing along the mountain, his training having paid off as he felt sure of herself, his grip being firm on the rock as he moved with stealth, completely undetected by the Gerudo guards that were positioned on the wall. Seeing that he could go toward the fortress itself, he did so as he began to inspect the patrols the guard were on.
Surprised that there weren’t so many guards out there, he could only see about a dozen, walking with their spears in hand, dressed like harem girls from tales. For such a big fortress, he had thought the security would be much tighter. Reaching the top of the highest of building, Sheik released his grip from the rocky wall he had been holding onto. Seeing that there was no vigil looking to see if anything was moving on the rooftops, he began to climb down through one of the window tailored in the rock structure of the buildings.
Arriving inside, Sheik began walking at a slow pace, getting ready to hide at the first sight of the enemies. He knew he could probably take one or two guards out if there was any need, but it would be better if he did not have to interact in any way with them if he could help it. Moving without making any sound, Sheik could hear the footsteps of guards incoming. Pinpointing them as close to his location, he went to the ceiling, as he tried to make himself very small, holding his breath and staying immobile to avoid being detected. The guards, moving close to him, seemed to never know he was there as the two Gerudo women talked.
-...keep telling you! You really gotta go see that man that Namira has captured. He truly is something.
-Well, maybe. It’s just that I don’t want to end up like...
Continuing their conversation unaware that an intruder had been on their way, the guards moved past the hearing range of Sheik. Curious about just what they were talking about, he decided to try and follow them from afar, as what they talked about seemed very interesting, but also relevant to just what he was here for.
Trying to gather their location through the sound of their voice, Sheik moved like a true Sheikah, unseen and unheard even in broad daylight. Unable to find them as his silence required a slow pace, he found something better as the sound of many voices gave her an opportunity for more information. Pinpointing all of this chatter to a single room, Sheik tried to catch a quick peak, just to see who was talking here.
What he saw was something he was unprepared for, as there were many women, none of them looking like warriors or even fighters. The fact that not all Gerudo were fighters and some were perhaps artists, dancers, servants or any other functions was logical, but what Sheik could not understand was a single fact: they were all pregnant. Some of them in a more advanced state than the others, but all showed a small bulging belly, indicating the fact that they carried a baby in their stomach. Each of them talking to another, the room was probably a place where all the impregnated Gerudo would pass the time, in company of others like themselves.
-The man is a charm, I tell you. This baby will be strong like him...
-And the way he is so into it when we come to mating. So adoring and caring.
-Namira truly made a right choice to offer him such a deal. It’s a win/win situation, truly. No one can get enough of him it seems.
-Yes, but it is Namira he prefers and it shows.
-Sure, but it also shows that Namira is quite fond of him as well...
As that last bit had been said by one of the pregnant Gerudo, they all began to laugh and giggle, as there seemed to be some kind of inside joke to this that Sheik could not understand. Trying to understand more from their chatter, he was soon snapped back to reality by another pair of footsteps coming close to his position. Getting in a hiding position just in time, he could see that they were guards, yet they were unarmed. Strolling around without the rigid movement and vigilance of patrolling guards, the two Gerudo were caught in a fierce discussion.
-I told you last time, it is my turn now with the man. It makes since forever that I haven’t had my turn with him and his loving ways.
-I did not know three days was forever to you.
-You know exactly what I mean. Look, you’ll get your turn after me, it’s just that ever since he has been converted to our cause, close to everyone has discovered the utter joy of a good male and I’m no different.
-Okay, okay, fine. But I’m next.
-Thank you Zafina.
Understanding that the both of them were going to see this mysterious new man in the fortress, Sheik was curious. Sincerely hoping the man in question was not who he thought he was, he still had to see for himself. Following the two guards, he lost sight of them as they both entered through a door, closing it behind them.
Anxious and a little fearful of what he would find behind the door, Sheik opened it as slowly and soundlessly as possible. Unfortunately for him, he could not see what he was dying to see, as there was a large bed covered with curtains in the room, where two people seemed to have some foreplay before going into the main act of lovemaking. Some of the silhouettes he could identify definitely were the Gerudo guards, who had clearly decided to share the man in question, having a threesome with him. The man, though, he could not identify as he could only hear small moans, muffled by the curtains and the other moans of approval from both women.
Entering the room, he tried not to perturb the scenery in any way, as he stepped carefully without touching the clothes laid on the floor, or the small plates of food that were there as well. Soon, he got close enough to open up the curtain a little bit, witnessing the horror of what was hidden behind them. All Sheik could see was the hero of time, Link, without his tunic, or any clothing for that matter, having unrestrained sex with two Gerudo women, enjoying it very much, submitting to every small suggestions they made. It was clear in the way he was acting that he was their sexual toy and that he loved it.
Despairing from the depraved attitude the legendary hero of time was having, Sheik could not even begin to perceive how screwed they all were if Link was putting his duty aside for such a crude lust and behaviour. Hearing them all come and moan loudly despite the curtains blocking a bit of the sound, Sheik knew he had to hide. Doing the same wall and ceiling trick he had done before, he went to a corner that would do the job for now.
Looking at the two Gerudo guards smiling as they went out of bed and dressed themselves, what shocked Sheik more was that Link had the very same expression on his face, having enjoyed this far more than he should have, from his point of view. What shocked him more, though, was what he said as they went away.
-I’ll always be ready for you, my mistresses. Your desires shall always be order for me.
So that was it: he was severely brainwashed. If he was not in control of his own actions, there was perhaps a way to save him after all. He had not shirked his duties, but rather he had been diverted from them. How did the hero of time got that way, though, Sheik could not tell. About to try rescuing him from this situation, he could hear more footsteps coming this way, stopping right before the very chamber. Of course, Sheik could not exactly wait for many opportunities in broad daylight in an enemy fortress to be left alone. He would have to wait if he was to save Link from this terrible situation.
The door opening, the person that entered looked pretty important, or at least luxurious to the eyes of Sheik. Not that her clothes were particularly rich-looking, as she wore red harem pants along a red bra that left close to nothing to the imagination. What made her look a bit more lavishing, though, was the fact that she was adorned with jeweled earrings, a small tiara with a huge ruby on the front and the fact that her eyelids and lips were gold-colored. Something that was strange, to Sheik at least, was the linings on her belly and the red belly jewel in her navel. Unsure about what those things meant in the Gerudo tribe, Sheik knew he could figure it out if he perhaps observed her or listened for just a bit.
What he could see right away, though, was the fact that Link was even happier now that she had entered the room. Could she be the Namira the pregnant Gerudo were talking about? Link, unable to keep quiet and calm in her presence, went out of the bed, bowing on all four before her in a praying position.
-Supreme mistress Namira.
Smiling at the gesture that Link had done before her, the Gerudo known as Namira tapped her foot twice on the ground. Hearing this, Sheik concluded that it was a sign for him to rise, as he did so, looking into her eyes with a passion that was out of this world. As Namira returned his gaze, she began to kiss him, bringing her lips on his as her need was unleashed on him. Link, unable and unwilling to displease her, returned it, seeming to have enough energy and desire burning within him even after having completed a threesome moments ago. It seemed that it was not only his courage that was legendary, as his stamina could certainly be worthy of that praise. Breaking the kiss, Namira began stroking his hair a bit, smiling at him with warmth.
-You’ve done quite well today, it seems. The morale around here is really rising in the months you have been with us. Truly, getting you here as been a benediction for the whole tribe, as the children you will sire shall be the strongest yet, I just know it.
Sheik, having not yet figured out that the pregnant women were actually so because of Link, was shocked. All of these babies would be Link’s children, continuing the lineage of the hero of time, albeit they would all be from the Gerudo tribe. Perhaps Namira knew not what she had done, but in doing so, she had actually made her tribe rise in importance with a colossal jump. Still, she had no right to keep the hero of time to do his duty and save the land. Sheik had to find a way to rescue him from this state of mind.
-It is my greatest pleasure, supreme mistress. All I do, I do for the love of the Gerudo tribe...and for you, my true love.
Pushing him gently on the bed, Namira looked at Link with a proud and passionate face, filled with lust. She was going to reward him greatly for such words and the constant acts he did for the good of the whole Gerudo tribe. She would indeed reward him in the best way possible, with something he loved very much.
Beginning to sway her hips in front of him, she began doing the Gerudo seduction dance, the very ritual that had made him fall desperately in love with her and the Gerudo race, rendering him submissive to every of their commands.
Link, knowing full well what she intended to do, look at the superb performance, preferring it to everything he knew. The blissful sensation of obedience and love it brought to his head was the very best feeling he knew and to visit this peaceful state was the greatest gift he could ever ask for.
Unsure about why this supreme mistress was dancing for what she assumed was their collective love slave, Sheik tried to figure out what she was doing. Looking at her, his eyes soon became transfixed on her stomach, finally seeing the beauty in such movements. Her sways brought some unknown light to his very soul, as he began to desire a single touch to her being.
Namira, beginning to roll her belly, knew that Link was hopelessly addicted to the Gerudo seduction dance. Fortunately for him, she did not mind doing it for him, as their nights together were always unforgettable thanks to this. He was always such a devout and passionate lover after seeing the dance, it was uncanny. It was even hotter for her to know how much under her power she was, to know that he was totally hers thanks to her amazing beauty.
Still, she was unaware of the fact that another person was watching her, someone who was unaware of the fact that he was falling for the powerful dance as well. Sheik, becoming totally lost in the rolls and circles the delectable stomach was doing, lost track of time as he seemed to perceive every single movement the sublime belly did. The linings and belly gem seemed to sparkle from the feeble light of the torches, accentuating the effect greatly to his staring eyes. He had no idea those women could be so grateful, so absurdly beautiful in such ways. Staring at Namira, he held his place on the ceiling and walls firmly, his muscles tending as the rest of his focus and concentration went to the dance.
Seeing Link easily entranced by the dance she was offering him, Namira smiled pleasantly, knowing that he was not offering any resistance. Far from it, even, as this was something he grew to adore and she knew it. Beginning to speak to him in a sultry way, she still continued her dance as she did circles with her belly.
-Go on, you can begin to praise me. You know how much I love to be described by your generous words, my sweet little slave.
As Link began to enumerate like the good hypnotized slave he was, thoughts of doing the same began to enter Sheik’s mind. He was getting very aroused by this dance, his body heating up uncontrollably as he enjoyed this far more than he should. Knowing very well that speaking up would betray his position, he fought the urge to do as she said, continuing his admiration of the exotic dance she was showing.
Pleased that her little slave had given her some good attention and praise, Namira knew that playtime would be over soon. She was getting quite horny now, hoping for the game to finish so that the real thing could be spoken in moans and screams of approval. She needed him and she had to let him know with a simple command.
-Cum.
As Link exploded with glee, Sheik could not resist it any more than he did. His body having registered too much pleasure and his mind too much approval to the whole thing, he could not disobey such a command even if he wanted to. His hypnotized mind taking the command into action, he exploded as well, moaning loudly as well. Having been rather lonely for a large part of his life, Sheik knew not how to restrain his sexuality and his reactions to it, therefore his shouting was not something he could control.
Hearing another shout coming from the ceiling, Namira and Link looked at Sheik, who was panting, still a bit hypnotized from the Gerudo seduction dance as he looked at the sexy belly of Namira. Link, surprised by such a sight, knew that this could be a real threat to his supreme mistress, as he grabbed a metallic plate from the floor, tossing it expertly to Sheik’s face.
The last thing Sheik saw, as the plate hit him spot on, was Namira’s belly, which he was still looking at. Blacking out, he got unconscious by this blow, landing on the floor as a result.
Regaining his senses, he could see that he was in a dark room, barely lit by a single torch. Trying to get out of there, he could sense some very tight rope restraining his movements, as he was pinned down to a table. Trying to inspect things further, he saw his naked body, revealing to anyone who dared look that he actually was a woman in disguise. Panicking about this, Sheik could still feel the mask on his face, but he knew that if it was removed, Ganondorf would surely find him and kill him.
-Hehehe, don’t worry, I left the mask on. I prefer not to see your face, my little spy...
Recognizing the voice very well, Sheik knew that this was Namira, the one who had made that devilishly alluring dance, rendering him completely helpless before such beauty. Namira, still clad in the same getup as before, looked at him as she bent over to inspect him further.
-Well, you are full of surprise, my little spy. Not only you were able to get inside the fortress without being seen, but you also disproved one of my theories about my dance. I always thought that my dance could not affect women, but you have been affected quite well it seems.
Spinning her belly for two seconds to prove her point, Namira smiled as she saw that whenever she did some alluring moves with her Belly, Sheik’s gaze fixated on it. However hard she tried to deny it, she had become attracted to her stomach, which was a huge advantage for Namira.
-Now, my little spy, I truly do not care who you really are and why you are here. Really, I don’t. What I do care about, though, is the fact that you have abilities that could truly benefit the Gerudo tribe.
Sheik, trying very hard not to gaze at her stomach, replied to this blasphemous statement.
-I’ll never teach you anything, you vile kidnapper and brainwasher.
-Oh, but you will, my little spy. Here’s why.
Picking up a pot from the ground, she began spreading some kind of sweet-smelling oil on Sheik’s nude body. Being entirely covered in this thick liquid, Sheik could not move out of the way as the sweet smell made its way under his mask and through his nose.
-This is what will seal the deal, my friend. Now watch me dance and know bliss.
Beginning her Gerudo seduction dance afresh, she did it solely for this spy now, enjoying the irony of the situation. Beginning by swaying her hips to and fro, she looked intensively at Sheik, who could do nothing but look at her dance, falling for the beauty it radiated once more. His mind still weak from the first time, his resistance was at an all-time low.
The oil still sticking on his nude body, it stayed there as it glued itself to his body. Not a single drop dripped away, as the Sheikah trained woman that thought of himself like a man smiled under that mask at the sight of the gorgeous Namira. The dancer, beginning to speak sensually, knew that this was only a matter of time before this woman would surrender.
-Do not feel ashamed that you are admitting to yourself a simple fact: Gerudo women are beautiful and deserve to be worshipped. It is simple logic to come to that conclusion, after all. However, Gerudo women are usually very skilled in most aspects, but you overshadows us in some areas, do you know what this means?
Being weaved around in her web; Sheik knew not where she was going with this. His eyes still glued on the fantastic performance, he could not even fathom the concept of refusing to answer her question.
-No. I do not know.
Seeing that the spy was playing along, Namira continued as she shook her hips from side to side in a quick succession in order to confuse his thoughts.
-It is very simple: you are worthy of being a Gerudo. Perhaps you were always meant to be one and you never knew? In any case, I would love to welcome you in the tribe, my sweet little spy, but you have to want it first.
Unsure about the reasons and logics in these statements, Sheik was still tempted a bit, if only to see that dance once more. It was so beautiful, he could surely perceive becoming a Gerudo in order to see it again.
These thoughts entering his mind, the oil began to get slowly absorbed inside his body, as his skin began to tan a little bit from the result. Becoming a bit curvier in all the right places, his body began to twist like his mind.
Happy to see such a thing happening, Namira continued as she circled her navel with her hands, making the focus the red belly jewel for a few seconds.
-You are a Gerudo, I am sure of it. You were meant to be with us, to be mine.
The dance clouding her mind, Sheik was also unaware that the oil kept getting absorbed in his skin, turning his skin completely and deeply tanned, even under his mask. The breasts growing, they reached an alluring size as Sheik was slowly turning into a Gerudo.
This was the secret of the Gerudo conversion spell, which was concentrated inside oil. Any female that wished to forfeit her ancient life and join the Gerudo could spread the think liquid on themselves and wish to become part of the tribe, effectively transforming them into Gerudo. Of course, this rewrote their whole personality and made them very loyal and subservient to the Gerudo tribe, but for some people, it was either this or execution, as the oil had been usually used in times of war.
Sheik would never have accepted such a change, but the Gerudo seduction dance proved to be an effective tool in changing the mind of those that were easily seduced. The short blonde hair soon turned into long red hair, as the facial traits under the mask began to twist to adjust themselves to Gerudo standard. Full lips, a pointy nose, red hair and were added to Sheik, who was now forgetting everything about himself, excluding his training.
Now convinced about being a Gerudo, she forgot her ancient name, as she saw that Namira, her commander was dancing for her while she was strapped to a table. Information soon filling her mind to replace what she had lost, she began to know much more about the Gerudo culture and lore, becoming one with every aspects of it.
Sheik was no more, replaced by a superb and deadly Gerudo woman without any name yet. Fortunately, Namira was there to help her with this and with any direction she would need in life.
-Ah, Fiora, I see you have woken up, my dear bodyguard.
The newly named Fiora, filling her empty mind with facsimiles of old memories, looked at the person she had sworn to protect with her life.
-What am I doing here, mistress Namira? Have I displeased you in any way?
-No, Fiora. You were simply delirious after having worked too hard for too long. I do believe you are meant to receive some sort of recreation. I’ve been working you too hard, I apologize.
-Nonsense, mistress. I am your bodyguard and I have to work with you each moment of everyday.
-Very well, come with me and we’ll try the newest male acquisition of the tribe. Have you tested him yet?
-I do not think so, mistress.
-Then you will love it. I’ll give you a shot alone with him and you’ll see just how extraordinary he is.
Smiling at the thought of her caring mistress wishing for her to relax a bit, Fiora followed her, unaware that this was the actual start of her new life as a fierce warrior of the Gerudo tribe.
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