Part One:
![OoT: Ganondorf Feminization 1/2 [Breast Growth] by Transviscera](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/87684d17-8b34-4054-a6cc-9b9e97dcb44a/dgnz0v1-bb89620c-2a5d-4291-8c0c-cd10a400df0d.jpg/v1/fit/w_150,h_150,q_70,strp/oot__ganondorf_feminization_1_2__breast_growth__by_transviscera_dgnz0v1-150.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTM5MiIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzg3Njg0ZDE3LThiMzQtNDA1NC1hNmNjLTliOWU5N2RjYjQ0YVwvZGduejB2MS1iYjg5NjIwYy0yYTVkLTQyOTEtOGMwYy1jZDEwYTQwMGRmMGQuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTMwNzIifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.tcvJhbBL5k0rDPbE-J2iZRnskAPs79qsi7emD6sWmqw)
Part Two:
![OoT: Ganondorf Feminization 2/2 [Breast Growth] by Transviscera](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/87684d17-8b34-4054-a6cc-9b9e97dcb44a/dgo1liy-77c55c5f-6727-43ef-b6fe-362eed484143.jpg/v1/fit/w_150,h_150,q_70,strp/oot__ganondorf_feminization_2_2___breast_growth__by_transviscera_dgo1liy-150.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MjkxOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzg3Njg0ZDE3LThiMzQtNDA1NC1hNmNjLTliOWU5N2RjYjQ0YVwvZGdvMWxpeS03N2M1NWM1Zi02NzI3LTQzZWYtYjZmZS0zNjJlZWQ0ODQxNDMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTM5MjEifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.wOlHtW90-dssRtwRmEpXKEqApowPFoRDvjPItzqAp-g)
Crouched in the sand, Ganondorf pushed through the dry bushes that encircled the oasis. The rough brambles scraped against the sensitive swell of his breasts protruding ahead of him, and he stifled a gasp. For there, bathing just a few feet away, was Nabooru.
Ganondorf felt those strange emotions stir once again as the water ran in mesmerising rivulets down her body. Her spear lay on the bank, her normally intimidating defences lowered as she soaped herself, oblivious to the male watching from the bushes. The thing between his legs strained against the metal girdle that concealed it.
Suddenly Nabooru's head snapped around. Ganondorf ducked back down in panic. Had she seen him? Her splashes had ceased. Cautiously he dared peek out again.
The oasis was empty. A line of damp footprints led towards him.
Powerful arms grabbed him from behind, pinning his arms. Ganondorf squirmed in Nabooru's grasp, helpless as the woman's hands searched his body. The transformative potion drained so much of his musculature into the soft flesh of his chest, such that he could do nothing more to fight her than clamp his inflated thighs together, lest she find the incriminating organ between them.
"Ahh! Nabooru, n-not there!" he squeaked as she groped his tender, chuchu jelly-engorged breasts, roughly pawing at them as if expecting them to pop free of his body.
"There's something different about you, 'girl'. Don't think I haven't noticed the way you stare at the other women." Nabooru hissed accusingly in his ear. "The way your loincloth rises every time we spar..." Her fingers fumbled inexpertly against the metal girdle enclosing his manhood, before roving on to seek the organ elsewhere. "I don't know what that means. But as soon as I find a book that explains voe anatomy, I'll discover your secret."
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