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A Lovely Day for a Beachside Date	By : NTheTwelfth Category: Zelda > General Views: 4211 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After finding the items they need in the Eagle's Tower and Turtle Rock, as well as completing both and obtaining the Siren's Instruments, Marin and Link return to the witch's hut to make the potion they need...
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"We're back, with everything we need for the potion!" Marin called out.
"Very good you two." The witch looked at Link. "Ah, I had a feeling about you..." Link didn't think much of this.
"Now all that's needed is our hair, right?" Marin questioned as she pulled a dagger to her hair.
"Now, now...not too hasty. While your hair would work in this poultice, it would only last for a few minutes at best. If you were to instead offer something more...personal, the solution would be more potent."
"Something personal? You mean our blood?" Link questioned.
"Ho, no. No, that will not do. The potion would be undrinkable then. No, this requires the most intimate parts of both of you, mixed together in one. Or in a more 'new-age' way of saying, both your semen and vaginal lubricant at the same time. Quickly now, undress and get at it."
"What! You want us to... In front of you?!" Marin cried. "No way!" While she wanted Link to be inside her again, not here, in front of some hag!
"Then good luck getting to your child," the witch retorted.
"C'mon Marin, we only need to do this once, and it's for us, and our daughter!" Before Marin could voice her protests, Link had his hand under her dress.
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The witch Maple watched the two with fervent intent. They reminded her of herself, many years ago, especially the young woman. Falling for the first wayfarer to wash ashore... (How many years has it been? Or is it decades? Centuries?), bearing his child, before it was stolen from her by the old queen, who then lay Sireen in the Royal Bedchamber. The redhead seemed reluctant to do anything with the blond man, with the witch watching them both closely, but when she just focused on Link as they embraced and kissed, Marin stopped caring about their audience. That is, until she approached them.
"W-what are you doing? Stop!" Marin called out, hiding behind Link's arms.
"Hush now. I need to collect the sample," the witch claimed as she pulled out a vial and a funnel. "Young woman, turn around, and let him take you from behind. Young man, lift up her leg and hold it. I need to see what I'm doing."
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Link liked this position. Marin braced herself against the cauldron and lifted her leg to allow for easy penetration by him and ample space for the old witch to watch. It seemed a bit promiscuous, but Link was too lost in pleasure to care.
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Marin hated this position. She felt like a two-bit whore getting fucked in an alley, where she couldn't even see the man inside her. On top of that, there was an audience keenly observing and waiting for them to finish. She was flushed red with embarrassment and prayed that it would be over soon.
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Maple saw a lot of her old husband in Link, even their names where the same. They wed back in Labrynna and they travelled the world together before the storm, where she washed ashore on Koholint, but he was never seen again. Seeing a reincarnation of him with another woman flared up her jealousy. As Link pounded Marin from behind, Maple put down her vial, leaned in and gently slid a finger into Link's ass while licking Marin's clit and fondling her breasts.
"W-what are you- H-ey! Cut it out!" they cried together.
"Quiet." Maple shifted her attention to Link's scrotum and sucked on each testicle. "You have saved up a lot, boy." Returning her focus on Marin, she said, "And you are making a mess of my floor." It was true, a long trail of girl cum was dripping all the way from her pussy, into her pubic hair, and down to the floorboards, which Maple quickly lapped up. "You taste wonderful, girl. You both must desperately want to cum, you clearly haven't fucked each other in a while." Link quicken his pace, and Marin rocked back in return. "Do it."
They both came. Marin sucked Link's full length into herself as Link exploded his seed into her. Maple was right, he had saved up a lot. The force of his cum rocketed into Marin's waiting womb, completely filling it, before it started leaking out into her vagina. Marin's belly started to distend from the amount of cum inside her, and Maple realized that one vial wasn't enough, so she got a drinking glass and put it underneath Marin to catch the drippings.
As Link pulled out, Maple caressed Marin's belly and licked her anus. "Let it all out girl. That’s it… Let it flow out…” The semen dripped out of Marin, and it collected on the bottom of the glass. Maple removed it, and poured a portion into the cauldron, but not before hiding the glass out of view of the others.
She thoroughly mixed the concoction and put it all into two bottles. “Here, take this. It will last for about one day. Wait a moment, young man, let me see your face. Ah, you look just like him… here. Take this,” she handed him a necklace in the shape of a spotted egg. “It will allow you to…well, you’ll see. Now go!” The two thanked the witch, got dressed, and left.
Maple locked the door; she didn’t want to be disturbed. (It was him. I can’t believe it’s actually him.) She took the glass and drank Link’s cum slowly. Ever since her familiar, the wise owl, found him on the beach, she has been waiting for this moment. (He even tastes the same, but he doesn’t recognize me… He truly loves that girl. I guess he’ll have to make a hard choice soon…)
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As Marin and Link swam to the gatehouse guarding the mermaid city, they expected to fight their way to the gravesite, but instead found that the ruling queen gave orders to let them pass, and even have an escort swim them to the palace, as if they were expected. They found that the new queen was none other than the young mermaid who had defended them before when they fled.
“Salutations, esteemed humans. I am the ruling queen of the mermaids, Queen Raine. I imagine that you both have many questions.” They both nodded in agreement. “The old queen, Queen Sireen…was my aunt, and the royal guards were all family, with higher seniority for taking the throne than I. I was not expecting to take the throne, but I am the last one remaining.” Link looked away. “I am trying to be a just ruler. The mermaids still need to breed with other females to create new mermaids, but it will not be done in force from here on, although I don’t need to think of a successor for another half century”
Raine turned to Marin. “What has been done to you was inexcusable. Had I the power, I would do all in my power to return to you what has been lost. I am afraid my words are all that I can offer. I apologize to you, both of you for what has happened.”
Link spoke up. “Queen Raine, there is something you can do! We need access to the grave where that bi- the queen is buried. From there, we can bring back our daughter. Please grant us access!”
Raine looked at the two humans. “Your eyes. They do not lie. There is a saying among mermaids. ‘The glace in the eye is a portal into their mind.’ Permission granted, although I must question what you will do there.”
“We have a song that can revive the dead, it should work to bring our child back.”
“…The Frog’s Song of Soul. You haven’t been told the whole truth. That song, when played, will only bring back what was once alive, which your daughter has never been. If that song is played, you will instead revive Sireen.” Raine swam off her throne and looked out the palace’s window to the sun, high above.
“But that plan may still work. If she is revived, and you do to her what she did to you… You may get your daughter back. There is some risk however, as it has been almost one moon since that day, there may be no way to recover her. That said, there is really no alternative. I will send word to the guard to escort you there. Are you ready?” They nodded, but Link’s pendant began to glow softly, and began to move on it’s own.
- TRUE ENDING –
A bright flash, followed by a scream of ‘Link!’ could be heard. Link opened his eyes. A small room, with slimy, undulating walls. Below him, there was a soft cackle. “Fwehehe! You have come far, boy. But can you survive your own nightmare…?”
The shadow seemed to know all about Link, including what seemed to be long repressed memories, or perhaps alternate histories. He fought back waves of a tall, slender swordsman, a young dark mage, a tall Gerudo sorcerer, Agahnim, Gannon, a child wearing a strange mask, a giant golden squid, and a skull emitting a blue haze, but the most damaging of all, a replica of Marin, who wanted to kill him. He could fend off the others, but against the woman of his heart, he couldn’t bear it.
“Fwehehe! I found your weak spot!” Shadow Marin pulled out a dagger and lunged at Link, who barely pulled his shield out in time. Despite fighting for his life, he couldn’t help but do it with a heavy heart. He pulled his sword up and slashed at the façade of the woman he loved.
Somehow, he expelled the nightmare from existence, and a staircase dropped from above. The Wind Fish was awakened because of Link, but Link didn’t want that. He wanted Marin. He wanted their daughter. He wanted to live out the rest of his days on Koholint. He cried.
“I don’t want to leave! I-I want to stay here with Marin!” He cried in vain, his pleas fell upon deaf ears. “P-please, let her live…!”
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A bright flash.
Link saw flashes of Mabe Village, the woods, Tarin, the Animal Village, the whole island disappear before his eyes. He saw Marin, she turned around and smiled at him, sadly. Her words echoed from when she taught him Ballad of the Wind Fish, “Don’t ever forget this song, or me…”
Darkness.
Link saw blue. Blue water, blue sky, everything was blue. From above, there was a loud call from the Wind Fish, but Link let it go to voicemail. He had lost everything that he cared about. His true home, and the woman he loved above all others. He didn’t care anymore. He let go of the log he was holding onto, sinking into the abyss. As he sank, some unknown force pulled him back up. He sputtered for air. He looked up, and saw a lone seagull flying, with a hibiscus flower in its beak. It landed not far from him, swam to him, released the flower, and took off again. The flower sunk to the bottom of the ocean.
Link closed his eyes. “I won’t…” He began the long swim back to the far off coastline.
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AUTHOR’S NOTE: The alternate timeline version will be made shortly. That will be the actual last one.
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