[Pregnancy, Reality Shift, Bad End]

Peace had returned to Hyrule. Ganondorf's resurrection had been rendered null and void, leaving Zelda back where she belonged. And yet, she didn't feel satisfied.

Why should she be the only one to experience this happiness of being reunited with Link? After everything she had been through, everything she had seen thanks to slowly watching the years pass by while being stuck in that form... She couldn't help herself. She wanted a better ending.

One where she could stand alongside her original Champions. So that they too could experience the blissful peace of this new Hyrule. She would gladly try and help the ancient hylians live in this world as well, but it had been so long. Letting their souls rest in peace was probably for the best...

"These Secret Stones..."

But she wasn't willing to give up on those that had died unjustly. Those that had fought against the Calamity and lost their lives because she wasn't strong enough. Right now, she had the chance to bring a better future to this world. A future where they had won without the loss of such important life.

She had some difficulty trying to convince the Sages to part with their Secret Stones, at least for the time being. But with those four in her hands, she would be able to amplify her powers as the Sage of Time. That way, she could shift this entire timeline. It would be difficult, but she was confident that she could do it. Simply because Link had been able to do incredible things because he believed in himself.

"Focus, Zelda. Focus, and imagine the world as it is meant to be..." Zelda muttered to herself as she held her hands out, letting the Secret Stones gradually start spinning counterclockwise. As if the world was starting to be rewound. As if time itself was being rewound in her favor...

Unaware of the sickly purple glow starting to trail from the Secret Stones. A purple, gloomy glow that grew brighter and brighter as the spinning of the Secret Stones sped up further and further...

Right up until the moment she felt something slamming into her stomach, right as the world flashed before her eyes...

---

"Queen Zelda. You're comfortable, yes?"

"Q-Queen..?"

Zelda let out a very hushed gasp as her eyes gradually fluttered open once again. Had she been successful? Had the world changed to allow her Champions to live a peaceful life? She'd have to get up and find out...

Yet as she tried to push her hands onto the armrests of her throne, she felt like she couldn't make her arms budge. It was like she had very little strength in her body. Such little strength that she could barely get herself to do anything except sit on that throne...

Not only that, but she also felt a lot heavier than she ever had before. It didn't feel right for her to be this heavy. But what was the cause..?

"Yes, Queen Zelda. Are you comfortable? You've been trying to shift your seat, but a Queen like you has no real power to call her own. We're here to tend to your every whim and need, no matter how small, no matter how great."

'Queen' Zelda stared ahead as her vision gradually started to fix itself, causing her to briefly gasp as she saw who was talking to her.  It was... A Sheikah. Paya? No, it couldn't be. It was just some female Shiekah...

One of many. The many white-haired girls currently dressed in garb that was far from their traditional uniforms. They were wearing slight bits of armor that was meant to cover up their most intimate parts, while at the same time looking so cumbersome that they couldn't put everything into their natural agility...

Of course they looked like that. They were the Royal Concubines. That was why they had their stomachs exposed, each belly branded by the Sheikah insignia. Each of them looked stronger than Zelda, though none of them looked like they were ready to put their strength to good use. Even in the service of catering to her needs...

"I... I'm..." Zelda muttered as she tried her hardest to get a grip on what was going on. Unfortunately, every attempt to try and sit back and think just earned her another headache. And her belly...

Her... Her belly? Hold on... Couldn't she...

"Bring... Bring me a mirror." Queen Zelda commanded, panting as her lack of strength was emphasized even in the way she commanded her concubines...

The royal concubines did exactly as Queen Zelda asked, rushing off to grab one of the largest mirrors they could find. All while giving the woman a wonderful view of their backless outfits... And more importantly, how bouncy their rears had become...

Hyrule wasn't this sexually emphasized as far as Queen Zelda remembered. At best you had the amazonian Gerudo, and even they were much more interested in showing off their bodies to show off their strength or their beauty. Not glorify the aspects of their bodies that were meant for nothing but sex appeal...

And yet she couldn't help but blush a little as she watched. Not because of envy. She knew that she was far more developed than any of these concubines were. But more just... It felt good to watch her people be so... Sensual...

After all, That's what her King wanted for her as well, wasn't it? He wanted to emphasize the roles that women like her and her people were meant to fill. Roles that made sure that they were leaking as much sensuality and sexuality as possible...

N-No. That wasn't right at all. It couldn't be. For one, Queen Zelda didn't have a King. And if she did, that King wouldn't treat her or her people like that. She was sure of it.

So why did it feel so right to think of herself and the others like that? Why did it feel right to think of herself as nothing more than a trophy... And... Uhm... Uhhh...

"Your mirror, Queen Zelda."

Queen Zelda was drooling a little as her mind just kept repeating the same thought. Only for her Royal Concubines to snap her out of it, and bring emphasis to her body as she got a chance to look at her reflection.

If she could scream, she would've. Because she didn't see the dainty Princess that had been trying to expand her knowledge of the world, nor the labored Princess that had awoken to the full scope of her powers when it was far too late...

No, Queen Zelda saw a plumped up mockery of who she was meant to be. Her long hair has long since been curled around itself, with her curly drills leaking out over the side of her throne. Just as her breasts were, as she didn't even bother putting on an elegant dress. Not when she was this weak and powerless to the point of being stuck in her throne. Lingerie to emphasize her most beloved assets was more than enough, especially the kind of lingerie that left her most intimate bits out in the open...

Her breasts were enormous. Bigger than her head. Almost as big as her rear, which was currently part of the reason she was stuck in her throne. But not nearly as big as her exposed belly. Her gravid-looking belly that was currently being filled with something...

Just the sight of her belly's reflection was all it took to snap her out of her initial shock, her plump pouty lips puffing out as she saw the Secret Stone currently embedded in her navel. Not only that, but it seemed to be pouring something foul into her. Something... Gloomy... Gloom..?

"You've awoken, My Queen. How do you like this new world you wished for?"

A handsome voice echoed through Queen Zelda's ears, and she could feel an incredible shiver rush through her body. She knew that voice. She knew it far too well. Just like she knew far too well that she shouldn't be this excited to hear him...

The gloom that had been pouring into her briefly burst from the Secret Stone, as a hand gradually formed on her belly. A hand that extended, as the visage of the Evil King himself took form underneath her. Pushing her out of her Throne...

All so that Ganondorf could sit upon it. With her body resting against his bare chest, and his hand remaining on her belly. A combination that caused her to grow much wetter than she wanted to be. All while panting and gasping as she felt his presence...

"W-What... What did you..." Queen Zelda tried to speak, but the moment that she locked eyes with him, a purple hue worked its way across her eyes. Right before she started giggling like a ditz...

"I did nothing, My Queen. This is what you wished for." Ganondorf laughed, as he planted a kiss on her cheek. A gloom filled kiss that was immediately absorbed into her body. "A happy ending. And to think I considered myself too careful for cursing the Secret Stones, in case they were to be used against me once again."

Queen Zelda couldn't really hear what her big lovable hubby was saying. The moment he had kissed her, it was like all those baaaad thoughts inside her mind had completely vanished. Like, duh, of course she was loving her happy ending. It meant she was with her big Ganonpoo! Mmm, just being on his lap was making her all squirmy and wet...

"My Kiiiing..." Queen Zelda panted and gasped as she gazed back at him. "I wanna... I wannaaaa..." She couldn't really bring herself to finish what she wanted. Mainly because she was too weak to think that far ahead...

Unaware that it was exactly what the Secret Stone was doing to her. Instead of amplifying her strength, it was negating it. Making her weaker and weaker and weaker... All while she would depend on the Evil King that wanted to make her his toy...

"Of course, my Queen. You were born to be bred, to birth a new generation of capable heirs. Much better than yourself." Ganondorf said, openly mocking her with that powerful loving voice of his. All while he caressed her belly yet again, feeling her squirm against him as he grinned...

This was her new ending. A happy ending for a girl who never awoke her power. A girl who was born simply to carry on her potential to the next generation...

A Queen made to be bred... A Queen whose foolish attempt to bring a happy ending spelled doom for her Kingdom...

---

"The waters are as wonderful as ever... Especially now that they've been filled with Gloom..."

The soft voice of Queen Mipha echoed out through her Palace, all while she rested within the reservoir that brought much pure water to Zora's Domain...

Or at least, that was the idea. But now, that water was being tainted. Turned into nothing more than Gloom, spreading further and further with every passing moment. Contaminating the waters of Hyrule, and further beyond...

The Zora Queen had ascended to her throne after being brought back... Or rather, it had always been hers. She barely had any time to breathe after being brought back to life before the changes made to the world affected her as well, leaving her with a duty that she would've despised if she was still the proud yet gentle girl she had been before...

Her crush on the Champion had long since been replaced with the duty that she held towards her King. A foreigner that had claimed her for what she was. Ensuring that she would never see herself as an equal, but merely a lesser that he adored...

So much so that he had taken her Trident and remade it into a form that was much more fitting to her current state. A jeweled collar that currently fit around her neck. There was a chain attached too, one that he could use as a leash, yet he didn't use it. Because he knew that she was completely devoted to him...

The evidence was right there. The Secret Stone embedded in her belly. Weakening her just as it weakened Queen Zelda, yet she was nowhere near as aware of the way it weakened her. All because of how it actually amplified her in its own way.

Mipha had a single duty as the Queen of the Zora. Beyond polluting the waters of Hyrule to ensure that her King's Gloom permeated through every droplet of water in the many rivers, she was made to carry the next generation of Zora.

Zora that were just as tainted by the Gloom as she was. If you were to look at her compared to how she had been in the past, her sickly purple hue would make you think twice if she truly was the one she said she was. And that sickly hue would carry over into any Zora that she gave birth to...

As well as her kin, who had been forcibly dumped into the very same substance. She had taken great pleasure in watching the warriors that were meant to protect her and care for her being turned into shark-like savages as the Gloom controlled them and twisted them. If she had been like her younger brother, she would be just like them...

Instead, here she was. Resting within the reservoir. Keeping up her duty of polluting the world for the sake of her King. All while sighing sweetly and rubbing away at her belly. Just as she imagined many of her handmaidens were doing, given the way her King had made sure they were carrying out their own duties...

Her King saw her and her entire race as nothing but pets for him to breed and groom. The females, like herself, ended up like this. And the males joined his army, becoming more and more bestial as the days passed by.

But she wasn't meant to think about that. Silly Mipha. She had an important duty to take care of, and that required her to stop thinking so much. She wasn't meant to think at all...

"My sweet Pet. I see you've been filling the reservoir like I asked you to."

Ah. There was his voice. His beautiful, powerful and utterly manly voice. She could feel her body trembling when she listened to him. She wanted nothing more than to hear him talk to her like that over and over and over...

Ganondorf's form gradually started to spread out from the corrupted Secret Stone that was embedded in his pet's gravid belly, hand firmly grasping it as he ended up with her on his lap. Just as Queen Zelda had when he materialized near her..

"Anything you wish for, I will grant. That is why I live, is it not, My King?" Queen Mipha said, gasping quietly as she leaned into his body. His strong form was giving her a lot of warmth and a lot of comfort. Something that she could barely get from anything else...

Especially as he moved his hands off her gravidity, and onto those milky breasts of hers. Breasts that were leaking Gloom, just like the Secret Stone on her belly. Breasts that the Evil King that she loved was more than happy to squeeze into. He always knew how to handle her. How to make sure she wasn't thinking of anything but the devotion she had for him...

"You've come to accept this role quite readily, my sweet Pet. Much quicker than your fellow Queens." Ganondorf said, as he planted a kiss on her cheek. All while making sure to squeeze even harder, to force more of that Gloom out of his beloved pet's bosom.

Queen Mipha let out a moan as she felt her body trembling, and two powerful squirts of gloom milk started to leak from her nipples. Panting and gasping as she struggled to handle herself in the face of such a rugged lover. Not that she was expected to handle herself. She was a pet, after all. Nothing more than a pet in the eyes of a superior King like him...

"There's nothing in the world that makes me happier than making you happy, my King..." Mipha muttered, a little bit of gloom drooling from the edge of her mouth. She was truly so weak that she was on the verge of passing out from being played with. But she knew that it was okay. Because her King loved it. He adored the weakness that she showed in the face of his dominance...

She was truly blessed to be chosen as a pet. Her old life was barely even a memory at this point. Her fate at the hands of his Calamity was unable to make its way into her mind... Because why would she ever think of her King as anything but her beloved owner?

Queen Mipha was meant to lead the Zora with her gentle dignity and her quiet strength. Yet time had been twisted in the favor of the Evil King. She was nothing more than a Pet. Just like the rest of her Race. She had seen her King make sure that none of them would ever forget it either, with the way that he treated them even when she was looking...

Seeing him pick out a Zora that had yet to be blessed with his gloom and either force it down their throats if they were male, or into their womb if they were female. The way they were twisted... The way their dignity had been torn to shreds as they lost their right to be anything but his...

If she was still who she was meant to be, she would've no doubt hated him. But she was now nothing more than a pet. So why would she ever think ill of him? She wasn't meant to think of anything but how good it felt to be his...

Even more so as he moved his hands off her breasts, letting the Gloom milk continue leaking as he held his hands on her gravidity. The eggs within her would be born soon. Straight into the Gloom where they belonged. Where they deserved to be...

"I expect nothing less from a Pet as wonderful as you." Ganondorf's powerful voice echoed through her ears, as he continued to caress her gravidity. Continued to give her all the attention that she needed and deserved. To make sure that she always knew what she was meant to be...

Queen Mipha's happy ending was nothing more than servitude. And the Evil King would ensure that she always remembered...

---

Another sword broken. Another bout failed.

Yet despite taking a loss, Urbosa couldn't help but lick her lips and giggle as she gazed upon her King. Especially as she gradually lifted herself off the ground where she had been kneeling, all while he once again took a seat on the throne that was originally hers...

"You truly think this is a Happy Ending, My Queen? Your constant attempt to rid me of my Throne?" Ganondorf questioned, though he did not sound disappointed in the slightest. If anything, he sounded amused...

How couldn't he? The sight in front of him was one for the ages, and the fact that some of the Champion's old spirit had remained despite the shifted time only made it that much more entertaining.

Urbosa, former Champion and current Queen of the Gerudo, was just as gravid as her fellow Queens. Just as overwhelmed by the Gloom that was being pumped into her body thanks to the Secret Stone embedded in her belly button. But there was one key difference between her and the other Queens...

And that was how much weaker she looked compared to them. She had struggled to pick up the sword that she had tried to hit her King with, and her stance while wielding it was a far cry from anything proper. She wasn't built for combat. Far, far from it.

Her gravidity, and her lack of muscle, spoke to that truth. As did her attire, which was much more fit for dancing for the sake of the Voe that had forcibly made her his. She did not resent him for this, even though she probably should have...

After all, He had bested her in a contest of strength. He, the first Gerudo Voe born in centuries, had made his claim on the entire tribe. And by defeating her handily in single combat, that truth simply came to pass.

"Any Gerudo would..." Urbosa panted as she struggled to stay standing thanks to the effort she had put into swinging that sword. It had tired her out so badly that her milky bosom and her heavy belly were both trying to weigh her down... "We are born to fight, and born to love when she loses..."

Indeed. That was the truth of the Gerudo that had been imparted on them all once Ganondorf had taken over. They were all losers. Losers that needed to listen to their King. Because none of them were ever truly able to win. Not in a serious fight.

Any muscle that had been built on their bodies was merely for show. The moment that they had found the right Voe, they began to plump out and grow into a maternal role. Just as Urbosa had, and how she would continue to. Especially as she kept challenging him to fight after fight...

"Such a stubborn Queen. Trying to win even though she knows how impossible it is." Ganondorf said, smirking slightly. She had been such a thorn in his Calamity's side when she was still alive. So to see her reduced to such a submissive loser, one that was so adamant about her position as a loser that she refused to give up no matter how obvious an outcome was awaiting her... It was beyond wonderful.

Having her hopes of victory, however minimal they were, squashed like that? It was an euphoric experience for Urbosa. Her body trembled from head to toe as he talked to her like that. She loved the way that he showed his superiority over her. Especially with the way that he had made her dress ever since she lost for the first time...

Gone were practical outfits that showed off her body and her strength. Now, the only thing that Urbosa wore was made out of nothing but veils. Not a single part of her body was obscured, not a single part was offered dignity...

But it was this lack of dignity that gave her a certain kind of dignity compared to her fellow Queens. It was sensual in a way that they weren't. Because her weakness manifested not only in the way she was unable to best somebody like her King, but also through the way she expressed herself...

It was why she had begun to dance bit by bit. Why her sensual body, gravid and burdened by children due to her role, was swaying back and forth. Her breasts and her rear jiggling in response to every pointed step she took...

Normally, Urbosa wouldn't even dare to think of doing something like this. Degrading herself for the sake of somebody else, especially the Evil King? Only somebody like him could think of something like this.

Yet it was exactly why she was doing this. Just as she had gotten used to ever since he beat her and claimed her. Just as most of the other Gerudo had gotten used to it. All of them were losers in combat anyway, they were best off simply showing off their bred bodies...

Not that they were much better at being bred. Their wombs were phenomenally incapable of carrying a male child. But that was why her King had tried again and again. Why she was leaking so much while dancing for him...

Her life had been that of a Mother ever since he beat her. She had become Mother, and Queen of a people of Mothers. All because he had shown her what she was meant to be...

It was why her hair had long since been let down, so it followed the same direction as her veils. It showed a kind of submission that was otherwise unheard of. Embracing her feminine role that much more than ever before...

Ganondorf smirked as he watched Urbosa dance. Watching that gravidity sway back and forth. Frankly, she wasn't very impressive. The Queen was a loser, just like her people. He could've called any one of the Gerudo into his chambers, because they would provide the exact same kind of entertainment...

But that was part of why it had to be her. Seeing a Champion like her turned into nothing more than a common mother, dancing for the sake of the loss that she had endured? No, even worse than that, dancing precisely because she loved to lose to somebody like him?

This was one of the happiest endings of all. Happiness in total slavery. Queen Zelda was a figurehead that he pampered because she couldn't move off that throne she tried to run away from. Queen Mipha was a threat to her own people and was more than happy to keep choking out the lives in the pristine water she was meant to protect...

But 'Queen' Urbosa was the biggest loser of them all. And she was the happiest. Even the Goron and the Rito, who had become part of his beastly workforce after he had forced them to endure the Gloom at his fingertips, were nowhere near as happy with their cruel fate as she was. And it was laughable to see her enjoy it.

"You truly are a woman of her own caliber, Queen Urbosa. None would try to pursue a loss as much as you have. I praise you for that." Ganondorf said, as he beckoned her to come closer. Where she belonged.

It didn't take long for Queen Urbosa to stop dancing, her erotic display having earned her a prize that many of her kind would take great pride in. One that resulted in her getting down on her knees as she came close to the King's throne, a lustful look on those plump lips of hers...

She was made to obey. Made to listen to orders and display herself for her King. That was her Happy Ending. The Happy Ending that any and all Gerudo would love from the bottom of their submissive hearts...

And she would prove it to him yet again, using the techniques that had taken the place of her knowledge of the blade...

---

"You enjoy what you see, don't you, Champion?"

The Rito to the Northwest. The Zora to the East. The Goron to the Northeast. And the Gerudo to the Southwest. As well as every little inch of Hyrule that the Evil King's influence could spread through. All of it had been conquered.

And deep underground, where the Evil King had once been imprisoned as he regained his power, sat the true version of Ganondorf. Gazing out at the losers that had taken up new roles in this Happy Ending of his. All thanks to the Sage of Time foolishly thinking that she could tamper with time more than she already had.

But he wasn't alone. On his lap, wearing a bodysuit that made her look more like a member of the Yiga clan, was the Champion that had stood up to him once before... The very same that he had been defeated by. The very first that he had claimed when his trap was sprung...

Link. She looked phenomenal draped in the colors of her enemy. Even with the slight cutout around her navel, to reveal the Secret Stone that had been implanted in her just like it had been implanted in all of the Queens. A Stone that filled her womb with Gloom, and sapped all of the strength that she might be able to muster...

It had sapped away her masculinity too. Twisting her into this fertile form. Then her King took care of the rest. Just as he had taken care of the ones that she cared for. Not that she was able to think about that right now. Even though she could see them through the gloom windows that her King had made...

All that mattered to Link right now was the love that her King had for her. The love that kept her hidden from the world that she had been born to save. She was well aware of her role. As well as aware of the role that he was trying to force upon her...

She just loved the latter role that much more. The Secret Stone on her belly made sure of that. Sapping away any strength she would be able to develop. All for the sake of the gloom spawn growing in her womb. All for the sake of her beloved King's wishes...

Link couldn't say a thing. Nor did she wish to say a thing. She simply smiled and let herself rest against Ganondorf as they watched the world be corrupted by his gloom. All while a hand drifted up towards the collar around her neck...

It had been made from the Master Sword. Faintly glowing with that gloom glow. Unable to break, no matter how much she might try. Not that she would try, when she was this devoted to her King...

She was happy. This was her Happy Ending. Just as Queen Zelda had her Happy Ending of being a figurehead. Just as Queen Mipha's Happy Ending involved polluting everything she once held dear. Just as Queen Urbosa's happy ending resulted in her becoming nothing more than a slutty mother like the rest of her tribe...

Their Happy Endings were wonderful. As was the Happy Ending that Ganondorf inflicted upon Hyrule itself...

Eternal servitude to him, because they thought they could make their own Happy Ending...