[Bokoblin TF, Submission, Mental Changes]
"Are you two absolutely sure you want to help me with this? You know what the risks are, there's a very clear chance something might go wrong..."
"We wouldn't be your Guardians if we weren't ready to stake our lives to protect you, Princess. And if we manage to solve the crisis... Then everything we go through will have been worth it."
"Mipha's right, Zelda. We're always ready to be with you. Through thick or thin. Even if we're going to have to take another form, we'll still be there for you. So don't look so sad. You're a strong girl."
Princess Zelda couldn't help but look sad and worried, especially as two of her Guardians offered to protect her like this. The Malice and its minions had been spreading throughout Hyrule, and her powers were having such a difficult time unlocking. Leaving her with only unearthed Sheikah technology to compensate.
But it was thanks to this technology, and thanks to her own interest in finding out how the world worked and every little curious element in nature that caught her attention, that allowed her to formulate a plan that would seemingly allow them to counteract the Malice...
The plan was simple. They had to simulate the effects of the Blood Moon that rose in the skies above, whenever the Malice's influence started to grow too strong. The Blood Moon was responsible for repopulating the forces of Malice, and left them with more and more enemies to face off against...
But what if they were to infiltrate the ranks of these Malice-infested creatures? What if they were to dismantle them from within, or if they were even luckier, find the original source of the Malice and relay that information to Link, so he could put a stop to it all? It was a very, very risky plan...
And yet, as Zelda gazed at the two Guardians, Mipha and Urbosa... Both of them were ready for this. They were ready to help her and protect her. No matter what tried to stop them. No matter how dangerous all of this was. They were ready.
What kind of Princess would she be, if she didn't offer them the same kind of trust? With them at her side, with them right there to keep her safe and secure... What could possibly go wrong..?
Zelda drew a deep breath, as she held the Sheikah Slate aloft. "You both put your trust in me, so I'll put my trust in you. Just remember! We need to return to normal before the next actual Blood Moon, otherwise Malice will take hold of us as well!" She cried out, laying out their time limit as the Sheikah Slate started to shine a disturbing dark red...
Both the Princess of the Zora and the Queen of the Gerudo nodded in turn, preparing themselves as the simulated light of the Blood Moon started to pour over them.Filling them with the influence of the Malice, as their bodies began to tremble...
Feelings swelled within the two, as did sensations of pain as they could feel their bodies being altered. Their skin turned the same shade of red as the common Bokoblin, all while each of them began to shrink...
Zelda lost a lot of her dignity as her clothes tore to shreds, the form-fitting attire not at all fitting the plump yet scrawny form of a Bokoblin. Mipha suffered a similar fate, though she simply lost elegance as she lost the grip on her trident. Her new fingers didn't have anywhere near the dexterity to properly hold such a ceremonial weapon...
But the one that changed the most out of the three women was Urbosa. All of the strength that was readily apparent on her body, all the inches of muscle that covered the Queen's form, was flattened out and replaced with a spindly set of arms that were good for simply swinging a weapon and nothing more...
At a glance, you'd be able to tell that the three were different from other Bokoblin. Mainly because of their more dedicated feminine features, like their breasts hanging out in the open and the holes beneath the loincloths that seemed to be gifted to them by the 'Blood Moon', but also because of the hair that hung from their head. Besides that, they looked like they could fit in. And considering the stupidity of most of the creatures of Malice...
Zelda gazed at her two Guardians, who each gave her a comforting nod. They were ready. The plan had been set into motion, now all they had to do was make sure that it actually succeeded...
All without losing any precious time, so that they could all return here and gaze upon the purifying moon within the Sheikah Slate resting in the grass...
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"This body..."
Zelda blushed a little as she kept on taking slow steps. It wasn't exactly easy to cope with her new existence. Not just because she looked like yet another Bokoblin, despite her plumper thighs, her plush tummy and her decidedly feminine face, but mainly because of how it felt to take every step...
It's not that she was so heavy that walking was making her exhausted. It was the way that her body reacted to the open air, and how she simply felt... Empty? No, it wasn't that she felt empty, but it was like seeing all this green stuff was making her stomach turn...
Was this why Bokoblin were so eager to burn things down? Was this why they were so happy to simply cause chaos? Thoughts like that started to bubble through her head, as she walked closer and closer to a camp that seemed to have been erected by Bokoblin...
If she went there, she could try and communicate with her fellow creatures. Surely, she'd be able to pick up on some rumors that they had heard. And from there, follow those rumors towards their source. Hopefully leading her closer to the source of all this Malice, and where he might be hiding...
Though, it did feel weird to have all these Bokoblin staring at her as she entered the 'camp'. Not only that, but it had such a different vibe...
All these platforms clinging to the trees. The lookouts up above. The meat being grilled over the fire. Something about the atmosphere...
It was making the Princess pant and gasp, a fire slowly being lit within her. She... What was this feeling? Was it because she was close to so many of her kin..?
Their stares. Their gleams. The atmosphere around her. Was this... Was this what it meant to be a lesser being among a group..? She had examined the behavior of the differently colored Bokoblin, trying to surmise what it might mean...
But all the Bokoblin at this camp... They were Blue and Black. It felt less like she had wandered into a friendly camp, where she would be accepted like their kin and treated like an ally. More like she was looked down upon...
"Meat!"
A cry echoed from the platforms above, as some of the Blue Bokoblin started to dance in joy. Their loincloths shifting ever slightly, to reveal something thick behind them...
"Meat!"
Another cry echoed, this time from a trio of Black Bokoblin that were even further above Zelda. Letting her get a clearer gaze at what was hidden behind their loincloth, which caused her to audibly swallow as the visual filled her mind...
Only for the sound of a club hitting the ground to echo out, forcing her to gaze straight ahead. Straight ahead, at the 'leader' of this group of Bokoblin...
It was a White Bokoblin. And it held a wooden club in its hand. A wooden club covered in flam... Fla... Flames..!
Fearful shivers ran through the red-hued Bokoblin's body as the flame came closer. She was never this afraid of fire, but something about her new form was filling her with absolute terror. She couldn't flee... She couldn't get away, not as it came closer and closer..!
She felt her heart stop for a moment, as the flame very nearly slammed into her. But instead, the club hit the ground beside her. And she fell onto her knees in sheer shock, eyes solely focused on the White Bokoblin that had terrified her with that flame...
Before they gazed downward slightly, and focused on the tent that formed against its Loincloth. A massive tent, about the size of her arm... W-Were Bokoblin always this hung..? W-Were they always this... H-Handsome..?
So many emotions rushing through her. The fear of the flame leading to a sense of submission as she fell onto her knees, before lust rushed through her as she made eye-contact with that thick shaft. It was messing with her mind. Messing with her mind to the point where it was getting harder and harder to think. She... She..!
"FEMALE!"
The White Bokoblin shouted, and its fellow Bokoblin cheered in turn. And hearing it cry out like that, describing her as she truly was...
It made something click inside her mind, as she started grunting and spreading her legs as she fell onto her back. Her cushy butt makes it easy for her to display herself in such a depraved and submissive way...
"F-Female! Female!" She cried out in turn, gasping and panting as her soaked pussy, which had been leaking in fear after she was confronted with that flame only to be fueled by the pleasure of submission, was now out in the open. She wasn't making any excuses towards her role. She knew what she was...
And so did the other Bokoblin. A myriad of different cries, a bunch of cries fueled by utter depravity, descended on her. None more so than the White Bokoblin that had terrified her in the first place...
Many of these Bokoblin mounted her. Thrusting their cocks up against her plump body. Pressing them against her tits, her arms, her face, her lips...
But only the White Bokoblin was the one that was allowed to breed her, at first. It had first dibs on this wet hole, its long and hard cock scraping against the sides of her pitiful pussy...
She... She had been saving herself for Link. Or at least for the one she thought would be the one... But...
Why did that matter now? She was a Bokoblin! She was a Female! Her very existence as a Female Bokoblin was to be red! She was there to make their numbers grow, and nothing more..!
So she simply cried out as she was being violated. She cried out in utter delight as that cock shoved in and out of her. Thrusting and thrusting over and over again...
It felt good. It felt so good. It felt phenomenal to be dominated like this. To be ruled by her own lust, to be used as a breeding bag. It was degrading, yet it was exactly why she loved it..!
The Bokoblin did not care for her, evident by the way one of them plugged her mouth with its cock. Slamming in and out, just like the White Bokoblin that was busy fucking away at her hole. It all felt so overwhelming. And yet at the same time, it felt so right. So much like it was meant to be...
She didn't want it to stop. She wanted it to keep going. Her task, the objective that she was supposed to fulfill... The rumors that would lead her to the source of the Malice?
All of that didn't matter any longer. She was a Female Bokoblin. She was meant to be bred. She was meant to be abused and used like this. To be nothing more than a breeder for their offspring. Not even useful in a fight, just good for breeding and nothing more...
She was a Female... And for once in Zelda's life, that derogatory yet simple label was all that she needed.
Ah... To be bred..!
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"I'll be back soon, everyone. I just have to make sure that we succeed..."
Mipha muttered to herself as she gazed down upon Zora's Domain. She felt a certain kind of pain in her heart, not being able to mingle with her kin like this. But she had to succeed. If she didn't, Malice would simply continue to spread, and then Link...
...Link...
The newly converted Bokoblin shook her head as she held her hand over her heart. Even if she wasn't together with him, even if she would no doubt outlive him as a Zora... She was going to keep him in her heart. That way, she could keep going...
Now... There was one thing she had to focus on. The source of the Malice. If she was right, then she had the biggest chance of finding it...
And it all revolved around the Lynel that lurked above Zora's Domain. The massive centaur-like creature that was one of the most ferocious that the Malice had to offer. All she had to do was get close to it, enough to the point where she might be able to stalk it, and she'd be able to follow it towards its 'home'. From there, maybe she could find a clue?
That was the idea, at any rate. Right now, she simply had to get close. Then-
A Lightning Arrow whizzed right by the Bokoblin's head, sending several doses of fear straight through Mipha. She was not a naturally scared woman, she was gentle yet she hid a heart of determination in the face of danger. So why... Why was she practically frozen, when she almost got hit by something like that..?
She tried to gaze straight ahead, but by that point it was already too late. She could feel a scent entering her nostrils. A musk that was more overpowering than anything else in the entirety of Hyrule. A musk that... That....
Gasping and panting left the Bokoblin's lips as she forced herself to gaze further upward. Up at the Silver Maned Lynel... This... This was a way stronger Lynel than the type that usually roamed this area, wasn't it..?
It was simply glaring down at her. Treating her as nothing more than trash. Not even drawing its bow again, as the warning shot seemed to be more than enough. Which she was thankful for, as there was no way that she was going to be able to handle a direct hit from somebody like it...
But it remained perfectly still. Almost as if it was waiting for something. Waiting for... Her, perhaps? Why would it be waiting for her... What had she done that would warrant such patience from such a majestic, musky creature that had so much more power than she had, which made her feel so submissive that she swore that her nethers were in the process of leaving the ground underneath her even wetter than Zora's Domain..?
It was only as her thoughts briefly drifted towards her nethers, towards the hole that was drooling so much, that the musk started to fill her even more. Filling her mind, as desperation started to settle in..!
This kind of desperation... She had felt it before. When her dreams of Link had gotten so strong that she swore she needed to isolate herself. It's a kind of flame, a kind of heat that just wouldn't die down. And... And..!
It was fueled by what she now saw, hidden within a sheath underneath the Lynel. Hiding in between its hindlegs, drooling just like her pussy was..!
A big, thick, overwhelming shaft. The source of the musk that was driving her wild. Were... Were Bokoblin supposed to grow this wild with lust, all thanks to a Lynel's shaft? All thanks to something that looked big enough to pierce all the way through her and ruin her completely..?
There... There was no way that she was going to be able to handle a cock that big. There simply wasn't. She was a little Bokoblin. Even if she was a Zora, she knew that the shaft hidden between those legs would be too big. It was practically larger than Link's Leg...
And yet the Bokoblin automatically, instinctively, pressed her hands against the wet ground. Pushing her ass into the air, as if she was presenting herself to be docked. Her holes squeezing the air, trying to court the massive cock that was guaranteed to break her mind. Guaranteed to completely and utterly ruin her...
This was an awful show of absolute submission. And yet it was what the desperation inside her was telling her to do. To offer herself to a superior species. To offer herself to something so much bigger, stronger, and more worthwhile than a Bokoblin...
Nothing in her life, not even breeding, compared to the concept of being impaled upon that cock. Maybe it was the fear running through her from nearly being nailed by an arrow. Maybe it was desperation that came with being horribly, horribly aroused. Or maybe it was something else about Bokoblin that Zelda simply hadn't investigated yet, and thus wasn't able to teach her about.
Whatever it was, she was submitting to the much more powerful creature. And it understood what she was doing. Of course it did. It was much more primal, much more powerful than she was...
So the act of it slamming the flared tip of its now-revealed cock into her dripping pussy was simply natural. Just as it was natural for the Lynel to start lifting her into the air...
The experience of being filled with cock like this was insane. She could feel climax after climax being slammed through her consciousness. There was no way that she could ever experience something like this. No way that she could ever have experienced the delight of being mounted, if she had decided to stay a Zora and stay safe...
It was wonderful. Even as she descended underneath the Lynel, to the point where she was barely visible. She was mounted on that wonderful shaft. Nothing else mattered to her, now that her pussy was clamped around that wonderful thing..!
But that wasn't the end. Far from it. Once her pussy snugly clung to that shaft, once she felt as if she was filled up completely by it...
It started galloping. Where was it going? She wasn't meant to know. She couldn't know. Not just because she wasn't meant to know. Not just because she couldn't really see anything from where she was hanging...
But because as it galloped, that massive cock thrust in and out of her with much more vigor than before. Even though the Lynel wasn't even trying to fuck her. It was simply the act of its cock shifting around due to the nature of moving around that was causing her to be abused like this...
She was being used as a cocksleeve. A sheath for its cock to rest inside. Keeping it wet and lubed up in case it ever encountered a female specimen of its species.
It was a degrading role. But Mipha's mind had already shattered by the time she had presented herself to the cock. There was no shame that she could feel from filling this role. The only thing she felt was complete and utter delight, as she was being abused like the Bokoblin that she was...
To be nothing more than a cocksleeve, and to be tossed aside when the Lynel didn't need her any longer... What an honor...
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"The bastards never learn."
Urbosa muttered to herself as she tightly clenched her hand around the wooden club that she had found on her way to the desert regions, before hiding her plump butt behind a wall as she noticed a group of familiar masked bastards...
The Yiga Clan. Rogue Sheikah who decided to worship the Malice. A group of ruffians that, while technically skilled in combat and proficient in different ways that never ceased to get on her nerves, were just that. Ruffians. And even like this, she could probably take 'em out...
She just had to wait until their backs were turned, and... and...
Urbosa snorted out of instinct. Not because she intended on blowing her cover. Not because she had to simply snort. No, she snorted because she caught a whiff of something delicious in the air. She would curse her body, if her mind was able to process anything other than that overwhelming smell...
"Hm? Hey, that Bokoblin's looking pretty weird." The Yiga noticed her, with the less buff of the two masked ruffians gazing towards his partner. "Kinda looks a little like a Gerudo, doesn't it?" He said, taking note of the red braided tail that still stuck out from the Bokoblin's head...
The buffer of the two ruffians shook his head as he came closer. "It's simply a Bokoblin. One of the Calamity's minions." He said, before laughing as he noticed where her gaze was pointed. "And it seems like it's got the same tastes as us! Maybe this'll put us in Master Kohga's good graces!"
Indeed. The thing that had triggered the hunger within the Bokoblin was the small pile of Mighty Bananas that was on display behind the Yiga. She just couldn't stop the basic hunger that drove a creature like her. Causing her to stagger towards the pile, dropping her weapon without a care in the world. She just needed to get that wonderful meal. That delicious banana..!
Both of the Yiga laughed as she came closer and closer. It was the first time they had really seen a female Bokoblin, especially one as desperate and as needy as this one. It made them look at one another, as a couple of thoughts started brewing between them.
Master Kohga, the leader of the Yiga, had told them to try and figure out how to control the forces of Malice, so that they could work better in tandem with them. That way, they'd appease the Calamity even more. But they didn't know where to start. That's why the Bokoblin showing up and acting this needy towards their most favorite snack was exactly what they needed.
"Nope, you're not getting any closer, pipsqueak."
The bigger of the two Yiga said as he placed his hand down on the red-haired Bokoblin's head, causing her to keep on shambling in place. She didn't stop trying to get closer, but she also didn't realize that she was being held back. She simply kept on walking in place, like the idiot she was...
She needed the Mighty Banana. She needed to eat it. Consume it completely... And then... And then eat another one! And another, and another after that! Her mind was degrading further and further thanks to the wonderful aroma, all thanks to that wonderful pile of delicious treats that were this close to being in her reach..!
So when the other Yiga grabbed one and peeled it, before holding it towards her mouth... She naturally started to try and bite at the air to get a taste of it. She needed it. She wanted it, craved it, desired it above all else..!
Urbosa didn't even notice that they were laughing at her for being this terrible at focusing on her surroundings. They simply kept themselves amused by her desperate attempts to eat.
"Y'know. Master Kohga didn't say anything about what we could do once we had tamed 'em." The smaller Yiga said, as he kept on holding the Mighty Banana right outside of the Bokoblin's range. Gleefully enjoying the way she just kept on trying to bite it, no matter how absurd it was.
The bigger Yiga nodded, before laughing a little himself. "If you want to do that, then I've got dibs. Just keep her distracted." He made his intentions clear, as he gazed slightly towards the pile of Mighty Bananas. Surely letting a few go to waste to have a bit of fun wouldn't be that bad. Especially since they knew how to mass-farm the bunches, given how much they all loved them...
Naturally, the Bokoblin didn't really listen to what they were saying. All she noticed was that the banana came close enough for her to eat, finally!
Urbosa, still driven wild by the need inside her, managed to swap her big ol' lips around that incredibly delicious fruit, chowing down on the Banana like her life depended on it. Even sucking a bit on it, not unlike she would a shaft...
And while she was busy eating the banana, busy being fed such a delightful treat, she didn't notice that she was being fed another treat. It's just that it was her lower mouth getting a taste of that treat. Her body trembling with overwhelming pleasure as the thick shaft pushed into her...
The Bokoblin was so stupid that her need for food, her need for sustenance, made her completely unaware of the fact that she was being fucked. And it's not like that fuck was gentle in any manner. Her stomach was bulging as the cock kept on being shoved in and out of her...
But Urbosa simply didn't care. She was slobbering over the Banana that she was being fed. She was chewing through it like it was the only thing in her life that mattered. And as soon as she was finished with that Banana, as soon as it seemed like she might be satisfied with her meal...
Another appeared before her eyes, distracting her from the act of being fucked yet again. Even though she could feel her insides being invaded by the shaft, she just kept on eating what was being offered to her. Her basic instinct as a Bokoblin was far too strong to ignore something like that...
Her duties as the Queen of the Gerudo. Her duties as the Guardian of the Princess of Hyrule. All of that meant nothing compared to the basic need of making sure she was well fed. She needed nothing else. She simply needed to eat and eat and eat...
It was for that reason that she didn't mind having her mouth stuffed full of bananas, right as she was being filled with cum. Right as the Yiga that had chosen to tame her filled her womb with such thick, goopy seed, she filled her stomach with thick, goopy banana mash...
And she couldn't be happier, letting out a cute burp as a look of pure bliss filled the stupid little Bokoblin's face. She didn't even notice that the Yiga had pulled out of her, because she just enjoyed the experience of being fed that much more. Nor did she notice the two Yiga hovering over her as she rubbed her belly, which was full of two types of creamy goodness at this point...
She didn't realize that she had doomed her kin, the rest of the female Bokoblin, to being tamed by bananas. To be fucked by the betrayers. To be used like hungry pets, who were nothing more than relief...
Urbosa didn't care. Because she was stuffed full, happy from the taste of all the bananas...
---
Not long after the three Bokoblin had fallen to their fates, the Blood Moon rose in the skies once again. Sealing their fates. Sealing away their chance to return back to normal, all because of how they had fallen prey to their new instincts.
Zelda was no longer close to being a Princess. She was one of many. A pregnant hole for the male Bokoblins to impregnate. Even now, she was being fucked by the superior ones. Filled to the brim, so that she may birth brand new Bokoblin for the sake of the Malice...
The Lynel that had turned Mipha into its cocksleeve did not abandon her. Yet it still felt like she might be tossed off at any moment. Tossed away and left as nothing more than a used cocksleeve. That was what she would remain as, because of the light of the Blood Moon hanging above...
Urbosa continued to scarf down as many bananas as she could, all while her belly continued to grow bigger and bigger, Both from everything she had eaten, and from being fucked by her Yiga owners. At her sides were more female Bokoblin like her, who seemed to have Gerudo traits just like her. All satisfied by their gluttony, rendered as little more than slutty slaves...
The Blood Moon hanging above guaranteed that they would remain like this. The spell that Zelda had cast using the Sheikah Slate was the impetus of their transformation. And without her power, without her intellect, there's no way that they could reverse it. Even if the Blood Moon hadn't ensured that they were locked into these forms...
Nobody would ever find them again. They would vanish into memory, and the war against the Malice would continue. With the Rito, the Gorons and the Hylians doing their best to fight back, despite the growing overwhelming odds...
Only one would find any trace of Zelda's presence. The Sheikah were able to find the slate, delivering it to their researchers in an attempt to figure out what might've made the royals disappear. Bringing it straight to Purah, who had the best grasp of the Slate...
...She too disappeared not long after, with the villagers of Hateno Village commenting on the strange presence of a Bokoblin near the laboratory. A Bokoblin that tried to talk to them, though she was forced to run away after showing any small sign of aggression.
Only the Slate remained, still within the Laboratory. Displaying the Blood Moon on its screen, for anybody that was brave enough to try and figure out what had happened to those that had disappeared...
For anybody that was stupid enough to fall prey to the Malice just as they had, to be transformed into another useless Bokoblin that would expand the forces of Malice...
Just as the women that had been foolish enough to think they could use Malice against Malice...