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I shift and strain against the restraints around my wings growling softly as a number of Lizalfos move around me, their scent is in every crevice of the cave. I let out a small growl, hating that it's down to that Hylian I'm in this situation. If he hadn't gotten surrounded, I would've gotten away. But no... the princess would have put me on Lynel duty if I had left her favourite in trouble. Shaking my head slightly, I try to stifle my anger. Not even I'm that crazy...

Breathing in, I can practically taste the Lizalfos' arousal, making my head spin at how... full the cave feels with their lust. It doesn't take me long to realise it's their mating season, as if the smell of sex wasn't enough, most of them sport large erections as they move around me. Their lengths are large, even for their size, and leak pre-cum as they move around me. They have a tapered design, a soft pink skin, with a smooth overside, and a segmented underside which is a slightly darker pink.

They undo the restraints around my wings, moving my arms up above my head, revealing the feathers I require to fly. It takes me a moment, but I realise what they intend to do with me, as one of the Lizalfos comes to my arm, their claws running along my feathers. I don't have time to beg, to tell them not to, before they're cutting along my feathers, robbing me of my ability to fly. I know I'll be able to regrow them in a few months, but they know I'll be bound to the ground until then, and knowing these beasts, they'd probably just cut them again and keep me for bargaining powers.

“Stop! You bastards!" I shout out, struggling against the monsters as they continue to de-feather me.

They cut off the feathers on my other arm, truly grounding me. With this, they bound my wrists again, raising my arms above my head. They fling the rope over a root that has grown between two cracks of the stone ceiling. The rope falls back down to the ground, a Lizalfos grabs it and pulls, making sure I'm restrained as my ankles are tied together. With this I'm fully restrained, as a couple Lizalfos move around me. Looking around, I find Link held in a nearby, makeshift cell, completely naked.

“You! I bet you're loving this, aren't you?" I ask, a growl under my breath as one of the Lizalfos comes to my front, his cock slapping up against my beak.

A small amount of pre-cum splatters across my face feathers, making me growl out as I look between the Lizalfos' face and cock. A second Lizalfos grabs my beak and forces it open, and the first lines his cock tip against my mouth, before pushing his cock into me. I struggle as he thrusts into me, getting to the back of my throat, then being forced down my neck, cutting off my air supply. This only leaving a few inches outside of my beak, a small mercy.

Gagging and moaning around the monster's length, the salty, musky taste fills my mouth, only making me struggle more. The taste is so strong that it overpowers my nose, making me smell the taste at the back of my nose. My tongue is pinned down against the underside of the Lizalfos' cock, unwillingly feeling every segment of his dick as it travels into my beak. I've never felt so humiliated, having that Hylian watch me have my beak forced open by some Lizalfos cock.

Now that I'm speared on the Lizalfos' cock, the second releases my beak, its talons moving to the back of my head. Looking back at it, I'm forced to take the last of the cock inside my beak, gagging more as I feel the tip being forced down between my collarbones. My eyes go wide as I feel my lungs burn for air, struggling for breath as I look up to the Lizalfo in front of me. I can't help a tear or two forming in my eyes, at bring lowered to such a state; being forced to suck off a damned monster, begging for a single breath.

I feel the monster pull his cock out of my throat, giving me just enough space to take a breath. Having just enough to breath in and out, the beast thrusts his cock back into me, making a satisfied chirping-clicking sound at having a warm place to shove its cock. Looking up at it with anger, it thrusts itself back and forth, giving me barely enough to take breath in between every thrust. I gag, groan, moan, and growl as the Lizalfos has its way with me, replacing the second one's talons at my head. The second one goes back to the crowd, leaving me to be a spectacle to the cave.

The Lizalfos inside my beak quickens his thrusts into my beak, making every minute that ticks by even harder to endure. I strain to even keep a hold of myself, let alone try to think of a way out of this situation. And then, it happens, his talons grip my head harder, digging into the skin under my feathers as he slams my head down to the base of his cock. He cums down my gullet, I can feel his seed travel down his length with my tongue.

I actively whimper as I feel his seed hit my stomach, feeling shame that such a beast has gotten me to fucking whimper. My eyes roll back into my skull as he continues to cum, seemingly a never ending flow of salty liquid shooting down throat. Gagging even harder, I instinctively try to get the Lizalfos out of me, eyes scrunching closed as my heartbeat throbs in my ears. I struggle and try to get away from the Lizalfos, feeling my lungs burn, my heart racing...

As my eyes roll into my skull, I start to feel my mind fade into the void, unable to keep myself conscious. But, almost as if it can feel me faint, the Lizalfos pulls out of my throat, spurting his seed across my face. I cough and gag as I'm finally able to breath, feeling sick from the rough treatment. The Lizalfos moves to the side, being replaced by another, one of darker green scales.

“You... don't scare me..." I say, my voice falters already, only partly from the harsh treatment on my throat.

Looking down at his cock, he's even bigger than the last one, making me shiver at the thought of taking him. His talons grab onto my head, just like the last one did, making me gasp and open my beak. He slams his cock fully into my mouth, gagging once again as he hits even deeper inside me. My beak is at its limit, not able to open up any more. I feel my eyes water at this, unable to get away from the pain of my throat being stretched. The Lizalfos makes pleasured chirping sounds as it forces its cock into me.

This one is a lot rougher than the first, thrusting his cock into me without any mercy. I whimper and groan around the length, feeling my body tremble at being used to gratify the monster. Gagging at his roughness, groaning at the taste of salty lust traveling down my throat. My eyes roll back into my skull, as my throat is speared, over and over. Then, my talons tremble, pleasure rolling through my body, groaning around the monster's thick cock.

This time around, the Lizalfos in my throat doesn't last as half as long as the previous one, filling my stomach with a second load. Clicking and chirping happily as it does so, the warm liquid shoots down my gullet, a lot rougher than the last one. It's thicker this time, and a much larger load traveling down my gullet. I feel my stomach begin to bulge as it accommodates a second filling, gurgling as the salty liquid stretches me out. No matter how much I gag, groan, wordlessly beg to be let go. I'm kept at the base of the monster's cock, once again being suffocated on a lizard's length.

It keeps me in place as he empties himself into me, only letting my head go once his orgasm ends. He doesn't pull out of me though, leaving me to pull myself back, feeling every inch of his cock travel out of my abused throat. Once his cock is out of me, I slump down, my talons curling and digging into the dirt below me. Taking a moment, I look down at my talons, trembling as I see a large pool of cum at my toes.

“When... did I...?" I ask, feeling shame wash over me at the realisation. A third Lizalfos comes to my front, another one... “Please... n-no, mercy!"

But he doesn't pull away. Once again, my head is grabbed, my beak is opened, and my throat is filled with more lizard cock. This time around, I just relax, my eyes glazing over as I let him have his way with me. My mind goes blank, my eyes drifting up to the lizard, and I realise something, something that makes me tremble and shake. A small part of me, something in my very core... wants more of this...

---

Watching the Rito being used, over and over by the monsters is hard to watch. Despite his arrogance, his rough personality, no one deserves to be used like this. But for some reason, I can't look away from it. An hour or so of rough treatment, leads to Revali being pushed into the cell, grunting as he lands onto the ground, taking a moment before moving onto his knees. His feathers are skewed in different directions, cum splattered across his face and chest, dripping down as he lifts his head . He looks at me, anger washing over his face as he focuses on me, tears in his eyes.

“What? Never seen a bird get his feathers plucked before?!" He shouts out, his legs shaking underneath him. “I wouldn't have been here if it weren't for you!"

The Rito practically spits out at me, barely able to stand on his talons as he moves over to the stone wall, sitting down as his knees come up to his chest. He look away from me for a moment, his wings going to his rounded belly, taking a few moments as if in thought, his anger radiating from his gaze as he looks back at me.

“Will you stop looking at me?! Haven't you seen enough? Shamed me enough?!" His brow contorts more, anger washing over him. “Does it turn you on? Seeing me like this? Bet you'll jerk off later... perv..."

I move back a little as I look away, silence falling over us for a few minutes, before the bird speaks up once again.

“I hate you... you got everything given to you... I had to work... so fucking hard! Just for the things you got given. You didn't have to work to be called a champion, you got given... everything. Worse of all, you got me stuck here, used as a bloody Lizalfos cock sleeve." He looks up at me, anger burning underneath his gaze, mixed with sadness and fear. “I fucking hate you..."

He looks down to the floor, just as I look away, leaving the bird to his thoughts. Seconds turn to minutes, silence hovering over us, before I start to hear soft sobs from the Rito. Daring to look back up at the bird, finding his knees brought up to his chests, his beak buried between his legs, crying softly. He's trying, and failing, to keep his sobs silent. Making sound seem to make him cry more, as if he's seeing it as another failure. I take a moment, not sure what to do, before slowly getting up. I move over to the Rito, sitting next to him. Revali shifts away from me for a moment, similar to a pouting teen. But this only lasts a minute, before the bird makes his movement.

The next thing I know, before I can even react, he hugs me, his tattered wings wrapping around my midsection tightly. I move my arms around him, hearing him sob softly against my chest, shivering as he processes his emotions. Moving a hand up and down his bare spine softly, I let him do what he needs to, say what he needs to. I can't hold it against him, knowing he can't be too old, probably still in his late teens. Knowing the red spots on his cheeks being a sign of youth amongst his species.

Taking a moment, I rip a small piece of cloth off of my clothes. The Rito pulls away from the tight embrace at the sound, looking down at the cloth, before looking back up at me. His eyes are red with tears, and I start to wipe around his eyes, drying his tears. Once done, I move to the cum stuck in his feathers, wiping away the sticky liquid.

“I... I'm sorry..." He starts, his voice weak, looking up at me. “I... don't hate you, the person. I... hate what you represent."

I finish cleaning his face, moving a hand to his chin, or at least, where his chin would be on his beak, lifting his gaze up to meet mine. Moving down to his beak, I give the hard, smooth surface a quick kiss, dropping the cloth before I run my other hand across his head. I can almost feel where the Lizalfos have dug their claws into his head, rubbing across the skin underneath his feathers, trying to sooth any discomfort he might be feeling.

I look down at his length, that is still hard between his legs, dripping pre-cum onto the floor. Revali realises this, and he looks up at me, his steely gaze returning to his face, before letting it falter. Moving up to my side slowly, he sits next to me, his larger frame meaning I have to reach up to keep on massaging his head. Remaining silent for a minute, he moves a wing around my middle, moving into a side hug with me.

“This... doesn't change anything between us..." He half whispers, there being no anger in his voice at this, but still having a bit of arrogance in it.

I give him a nod, moving my hands down to his midsection, feeling his belly shift and slosh with the seed inside him. Massaging his stomach softly, I try to ease the Rito as best I could. This makes the bird moan as I do this, his gaze softening as he looks over my face. He takes a moment, as it he's thinking something over, before opening his beak slowly.

“Their mating season, it affects Rito. Legend says that Rito used to be a branch of Zora, one who went from the watery zone to the west, to the dry, windy zone to the west of Hyrule." The bird explains, his wing-hand moves to mine, keeping it against his belly. “Some say Lizalfos have a similar evolutionary line, but having hid in caves. They transformed into what they are now."

I continue to massage his stomach, just listening to him as he explains.

“We have one connection that gives this theory some validity. Lizalfos' mating season's affect us, it brings out a side in Rito... one that makes us..."

Moving my hand to his length, making him look at me, his eyes going wide for a moment, before his gaze softens. His length is tapered, with smooth skin and no real detailed additions. He only lets out a small grumble as he rests back, and I start to move my hand up and down his length. Shifting myself into a slightly better position, I jerk his cock slowly, purposely. As I work his member, he looks away from me, following his gaze, I find him staring at the Lizalfos in the main cave area, some of who are jerking themselves off.

Removing my trousers slowly, I get onto the Rito's lap, his cock against my backside. He looks at me for a moment, watching me as I sit atop of his cock, our heads at similar heights with how I'm positioned. Letting out a small huff, he looks away, back to the Lizalfos, his eyes visibly focusing on the monsters.

“This doesn't mean anything, I... I just need release, without having a monster down my throat..." He says, his voice trembling softly.

I slide myself down onto his cock, nice and slow, getting the bird to moan deeply as I'm spread onto his length. He's so hung, a good foot and a half. And despite his tapered length, I can only about halfway down his cock, before having to pull myself back up. Slowly, I begin to build a rhythm, slamming my ass down onto the bird's coco, a little more going into me with each thrust. He kicks his beak softly, his gaze softening as he begins to breath deeply.

“F-fuck... why must they be so hot...?" He asks, his wings coming to my hips.

Getting to his base, he seems to be getting close way sooner than I expected. Although, given his youth, I suppose it does make sense. His wings grope my ass softly, massaging the skin of my backside, as though his life depends on it. And then... he looks at me, although it doesn't seem as though he actually see me. He opens his beak slowly, letting his voice out.

“Y-you're... gonna make me... f-fuck!" He calls out, his body tensing up slightly as he draws closer to the edge. “P-please, force... force me to cum!"

He lets out a deep caw into the cave, rolling his head back as his eyes cross, cumming into my ass. His seed floods my bowels as he unloads every drop into my body. His wings grip at my ass, small trickles of cum pouring out of my backside. Cawing again, and again, his tense body slowly going limp underneath me. Feeling his seed slosh inside my lower body, I can't help but smile as I pull myself up, looking down at the bird. He slowly brings his gaze back down to me, tilting his head a little.

“Caw?" He states, seemingly asking me a question.

I only raise an eyebrow in return. Revali takes a moment, before trying to speak again.

“Wh-why? Why did I say that?" He asks, his gaze turning a little sour. “Why did I... want you to take control? Why did I want you to make... to force me to my orgasm?"

I move down and give his beak a soft kiss, getting off of his lap slowly.

“Don't be a kiss-ass! I... I have some figuring out to do..."

Leaving the bird to collect his thoughts, I dress myself, leaving the erection I now sport for now. With a small shift, I move towards the door of the cell, finding it had been left unlocked, the Lizalfos having seemingly forgot to lock it. Looking over to the group of Lizalfos that Revali had his sights on, I find them too distracted with themselves to notice. As I look back at the Rito, I find that he's still sitting against the cave wall, his sight on me. Before I can say anything, he opens his beak to speak.

“Link... I... I think I'm going to stay..." Revali says, his voice weak. “I don't want to go, not yet. The Lizalfos have brought out a new side of me, one I want to explore, one I need to grow inside me. I'll... I'll come back to Rito Village, but... this is something I need to do."

I take a moment, before nodding, closing the cell door behind me as I leave, making sure the door is locked.

---

That night, I find myself on the lap of a darker scaled Lizalfos, the musk of the cave having increased tenfold. He's my tenth lizard since Link escaped, which seems to have pissed the monsters off a little. But luckily, they seem to have a weakness for Rito's, more specifically... our beaks and backsides, so they don't go too hard on me. Shivering softly, I remember the Lizalfos that shot its tongue up my ass, having prepped me for further activities. Activities, that the monster below me, seems to want. I feel his cock grind up against my hole, teasing my ring.

“O-oh fuck. Don't fucking tease me! Shove it in already." I tell the beast, grimacing at just how... open I've become to this, in such a short time.

It's certainly easier now that Link is gone, despite having opened up to him a little. Without him here, I can truly explore this side of my mind. Inhaling deeply, I can smell every trace of musk that the Lizalfos and I have. With a small twinge of pain, his talons come to my tail feathers, gripping them tightly as he guides my hole down onto his member. His tip spreads my hole, sliding up into my body. I gasp and grimace as he claims me, instinctively clamping down onto the throbbing member now invading my body.

Letting my beak hang open, the Lizalfos grabs onto my neck, angling my head a little before his tongue shoots down my throat. I gag as he does this, feeling my throat open up to allow his wet appendage further down my gullet. Moaning out against the lizard, my body shivers as he slides my ass down onto his cock. My wings go to his maw, tugging him down as I try to move my beak up. It takes a little effort, but the Lizalfos finally brings his maw down to mine, kissing me deeply. It feels naughty to be in such a position, as if the last half a day hasn't been a series of depraved actions, lustful emotions...

Feeling his tongue slide further through my gullet, and down into my shoulder blades, I roll my eyes back into my skull. The beast fucks me, using my tail to slide my ass up and down on his length. With each thrust down, I clamp both my ass and throat on their respective Lizalfos parts. My wing feathers roam the lizard's maw, wanting to show the monster I want more, that my body needs more.

After a few moments, the lizard begins to slide his tongue up and down my gullet, just as his cock does with my backside. This allows me to breath in the moments his tongue isn't in my throat, not enough to actively stop the slight burn in my lungs, but enough to keep me conscious. I do my best to help the Lizalfos get to his orgasm, actively working with the beast, trying to overpower the arrogant part of my mind. Knowing that the night is far from over, hoping that they would be done with me before I pass out.

---

I barely think of Link in the next few weeks, nor even my home. If anything... I almost feel like the cave is my home, if temporary. Everyday, I wake up, eat what I'm given, and serve the Lizalfos. Repeated, day upon day, and while I would say I had no choice... I had plenty of choice, I could have left at any time. They've awoken something in me, something I hid so far inside myself, I didn't even think I had that side of me. I find myself wanting to put others above myself, even if it's just so I can worship their bodies.

I know I'll need to return to Rito Village, and I know it's coming sooner rather than later. Waiting for my flight feathers to regrow can only keep me here so long. While I'd like to go home, to pretend I've just been on an adventure. A part of me... wants to stay. I realise just how much of a mask I've been wearing all of these years, to defend myself from the judgements of others. The Lizalfos don't seem intelligent enough to judge others so harshly, leaving me to explore my more... baser urges.

Waking up slowly in my cell, I can't help but have a smile on my beak, knowing that I'm going to have a good day. But then, I feel a chill against my back feathers, making me shiver with a grown.

“Haven't you put the fire on yet?" I ask, opening my eyes as I look around. I find myself completely alone in the cave, the door to my cell open. Feeling my heart start to race as I slowly get up, slowly moving to my cell door, exiting into the main cave. “H-hello? Where is everyone?"

After a few seconds, I hear a growl coming from a side section of the cave. A deep, bestial, loud sound that rocks me to my core. I can only watch as a Silver Linel walks out from a side passage, revealing itself to be the source of the growl. My heart catches in my throat, eyes going wide as I realise that the Lynel is blocking the only exit to the outside world. As it moves into the main cave opening, I see its large, equine cock hanging semi-erect between its back legs.

A Lizalfos is being dragged along the ground, half of the Lynel's cock inside the lizard's ass. The Lynel moves a back hoof to the Lizalfos' butt, pushing it off of his length before moving forward, drawing closer and closer to me. I can feel the ground shake slightly underneath each hoof as he walks to me, his gaze blazing into mine, making me whimper as I see small trails of smoke coming from his lips. Stopping a foot or two in front of me, the Lynel points down, signalling to his still semi-hard cock.

It takes me a moment, but I realise what he wants me to do. “W-wait... you want me to-?"

The Lynel nods, actually taking me by surprise. With a gulp, I know I don't really have a choice in the matter.

“O-ok, just... please don't clip my wings..." I nod slightly as I move down in between the Lynel's front hooves, feeling warmth infiltrate my body as I draw close to the beast's length.

Simply being near it, makes the length throb and grow in size once more, hardening as it move up against his equine half. Watching it for a moment or two, the cock slaps against his equine midsection, growing a little harder at the action. Turning around a little, I feel trepidation as I question if It'd even be able to push into me, let alone get to the beast's base. Placing my wings onto the ground, I lower my head a little, and raise my ass up to meet the Lynel's blunt tip. I can feel the leaking, unbelievably hot pre-cum trickle down into the cleft of my ass.

Feeling a blush begin to form underneath my cheek feathers, I feel his tip press against my hole, and I realise just how big the beast is. I actively question if I'm actually able to take him. But the question soon gets answered, my eyes widening as he slams himself down, ramming his length into my body. Despite being unable to actively feel his length as it travels inside me, I can still feel the pressure, the weight of his equine cock moving into me.

A good foot or so of Lynel dick travels into me, making me scream out in pain, in borderline agony as I'm opened up to my very limit. The sound of my temporary agony bounces off of the cave walls, followed by the sounds of me trying to process just how much cock I have in me. My huffs, my words of self assurance, even the sounds of my midsection gurgling to adapt to being stretched out to the brim.

“F-fuck! You fucking beast! Are you trying to ruin me?!" I ask, my voice shrill as I unwillingly clamp down on the length, or at least, as much as I can all things considered.

I receive a deep growl from the Lynel, sounding as though he's telling me to 'Shut the fuck up.'.

Trying to slow my breathing, now speaking to myself under my breath. “C'mon, you can do this... you can take on a Lynel."

As the beast pulls himself backwards, it almost feels like his cock is tugging on my insides. But the moment he's at his tip, he slams himself down back into me, getting just a little bit deeper into my ass. I grimace, tears in my eyes as my organs shift around and get rearranged by the giant cock moving into me. The Lynel repeats this, again, and again, again. It doesn't get any easier, feeling the muscled monster use me as a stress relief toy. Given his barrel of a body, the hooves, the power held in every thrust. For a moment, I imagine he's a stallion, like a feral horse with a mare. But this doesn't last for more than a second, bringing me back to reality.

As he gets deeper into my body, almost two feet into me, he starts to thrust his cock faster, and deeper, making me scream out again. I can only stay beneath the Lynel, baring all that I can as he gets rougher. Everything fades around me, leaving me only able to focus on the large cock inside me, ramming itself into my body further and further. I can feel my insides get rearranged with each thrust, making me feel lightheaded at how much force the Lynel pushing down on me.

My beak opens, and I call out, feeling myself cum onto the floor. My legs tremble, moving from side to side as I try to process my orgasm. It's not a strong one, far from it. It's more like... my seed is oozing out of my tip, as if the beast's treatment of my ass has affected the strength of my orgasm. Moving my wings to my belly, I feel the outline of the Lynel's cock at my midsection, and my half-fucked mind trying to make sense of it.

A part of me thinks that it shouldn't be possible, that I should have passed out before this happened. But then... logic doesn't do much with the Devine Beasts, or the Guardians, or how monster's return on the blood moon. So this; my stomach bulging around the Lynel's cock, shouldn't be such a surprise. I think it just takes my focus, given just how deep he is, how much my guts gurgle and groan as they accommodate to take his cock.

I am brought back to reality as the Lynel's balls press in between my thighs, their warmth radiating against my feathers. My wings move back to the ground, trying to stabilise myself as the beast pulls himself back out of me again. The pain of his motions hasn't disappeared, it's more that it's been overpowered by the pleasure I now feel.

The Lynel moves his equine body up, slamming his front hooves to the wall, his arms moving to the ceiling. He fully thrusts into me, making me squirm underneath him. It hurts as he claims my body, treating me like a mare. But... I love being treated like this, like this is what I am meant to be, some mare underneath a large barrel of a belly. Even as tears roll down my cheeks, weak whimpers and yelps escaping my beak, I move a wing to my length, finding it hard and drooling already. Jerking myself off tight and tough, my whole body feels heavier as more of the beast's cock disappears into my ass.

“Such... a slut!" I growl to myself, trying my best to keep myself from being forced forward by the Lynel's thrusts. My usual arrogant self slowly returning to the surface, knowing I'll probably need it once I get back to my village. It wouldn't hurt to put on the mask a little bit early. Looking up at the Lynel, my heart in my throat for a moment as I realise just how big he is. “Yeah, can't beat a Rito's butt!"

The Lynel growls deeply back down at me, quickening his thrusts into me, making me call out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He doesn't let up, nor does my wing as it jerks my cock off. My beak opens and I let out a bird call, a loud, bestial caw that would make any self respecting Rito embarrassed. The next thing I know; I'm clamping down onto the Lynel's cock, creaming my load down onto the cave floor again, feeling weird that I've cum twice in quick succession. In response to my ass clamping down on his cock, he starts to slam into me even harder, showing me no mercy as he breeds me.

I never knew a creature could be so tough, but I suppose if it had to be anything, it'd be a damned Lynel. There's no choice for me, I have to just stay underneath the beast, taking everything he has to offer. Listening to the wet sounds emanating from my hole, the gurgling of my guts as they hey rearranged... I realise just how good it all sounds.

Taking a few moments, I begin to feel his flare form inside me, and from what I've seen of equine matings, I know what's going to happen. His thrusts get harder, rougher, shorter, huffing out in deep breaths as I prepare myself for his load. With one last slam into my ass, his whole cock disappears into my hole, his balls slapping against my taint. And then... I'm filled faster and harder than anything else I had felt before. His seed feeling almost as though it's boiling inside my ass with how hot it is. I can just barely feel the Lynel shoot his load inside me, being overpowered by the weight of his load filling inside my body, time escaping me.

'He's... he's not stopping. He's never gonna stop!' I think as I pull my head back, letting out a loud caw into the cave, feeling the pressure inside my belly grow. And for a good few minutes, he doesn't. He's shooting his load into me like a geyser, never ever stopping as every part of me is filled with cum. I can only tremble as his seed begins to fill my stomach, sweating out with the heat now radiating from inside me.

“Br-breed... me..." I whisper, clamping down onto the floor as I can only continue to take his load.

Feeling my stomach reach its limit, the Lynel begins to slow down, but not enough for his seed to be pushed up my throat from my stomach. I gag a little as I cough up a glob of Lynel seed, tasting the unbelievably salty liquid as it coats my throat. Gulping down what I can of the load, grimacing as I do so, feeling the Lynel slowly pull out of me. I can't help but groan as I feel the large cock tugs on my insides, having to cling to the ground again, so that the beast doesn't pull me back with his dick.

“You big, dumb beast... how am I supposed explain this to the others?" I ask weakly, feeling my belly slosh and sway from side to side with each motion.

After a minute of tugging, of rough pulling back, the Lynel manages to 'pop' his member out of my ass. The moment he does this, I hear two loud cracks from above me. And as the Lynel moves off of me, I look up to see his horns stuck in the ceiling, cracking the stone of the mountain. The beast moves away, apparently content to leave me be, maybe considering me as part of his territory. I can only let out a sigh of relief, before his horns drop from the ceiling, both clattering either side of me.

The sharp sound of the bladed horn clattering to the ground instinctively makes my body clamp, letting out a small amount of seed from my rear, reminding me of my shame. I blush once more as I slowly get up, my centre of gravity having shifted due to my belly. Even if I had regrown my flight feathers, I probably wouldn't be able to get an inch off the ground with my new weight. Making me feel shitty as I look at the horns, taking a moment to think things over, now that I'm not being beaten down by a Lynel.

Realising just how much I could brag about this, I start to pet my bulging belly, feeling the sheer amount of cum slosh around inside me, I give a small sigh. “They're gonna love the Lynel horns... They probably won't question the cum... I hope..."