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After so long, it was finally time for Link to put an end to the evil beast which had once been a man: Ganon. Every moment had led up to this fateful encounter in the heart of the Pyramid of Power. His bottles were full of potions, the Master Sword a glowing, golden blade full of power not resting in its ornate scabbard, but clutched fast in the hero's hand. He stared down the slavering, leering pigbeast and felt no fear, only resolve.

The battle was doomed from the beginning. Link had on his person the Moon Pearl, that which kept him in his human form, and the beastly Ganon knew well of it. It was a hateful thing to him, as awful as the cursed Master Sword in the boy's hand, and the beast had no patience for such relics in his kingdom. He charged on the hero, bellowing a monstrous roar. Spittle flew from his jowly lips and his enormous, clawed feet shook the very foundations of the pyramid. He whirled the trident in his grasp and the boy wheeled on it, raising his gleaming shield high. Let him block it, thought Ganon, holding the trident out not as a threat, but a red herring. By the time Link realized it was Ganon's charging body he should be aware of, it was too late even for the fleet-footed hero.

Ganon's trident bounced jarringly, but harmlessly off of the shield. It threw Link's arm wide and his taut young body was left open just long enough. The boar crashed into Link, bowling him over. One of the pigbeast's feet stomped into the hero's belly, knocking out what wind still somehow remained in Link's lungs. Opposite the boy, Ganon spun on his heel and felt a twinge of something he had nearly forgotten in all his nearly godlike power: pain. Somehow the boy had struck him with the Master Sword; a gash oozed dark blood on his outer thigh. He ignored the wound, feeling invigorated by the pain as though it were a rush of cold air, and descended on the hero.

A thick, red liquid stained Link's tunic. Ganon sniffed the air and smelled not blood, but some kind of pungent healing potion. He snorted, kicked the boy over on his belly, and dispelled the trident, which vanished in a wisp of flame.

"Where is the pearl?" he asked, his voice a throaty snarl quite unlike a man. He ripped his way through Link's tunic, baring flesh which, though supple, was pocked with scars. Ganon dug into the boy's gear, casting aside trinkets and weapons until he laid his thick blue fingers on the glimmering pearl. In his digits, it was as small as a marble, but its effect was immediate. Where there had been blue, sweating hide, there became sickly green flesh, and the effect spread up his arm, replacing his great limb with a man's arm, densely muscular though it was. Ganon tossed away the pearl hatefully, shattering it against the ancient stone wall of his pyramid.

In an instant Ganon's arm reverted to the dark blue hide of his bestial form and the Hylian boy regained his Dark World shape. Soft skin became plush pink fur, and pointed ears became long and floppy. A cotton tail protruded just above his behind, and his feet became delicate pink paws. Ganon bellowed wicked laughter at the harmless shape below him, and he grabbed the bunny in his gargantuan hands, yanking him up and out of his stupor.

Link raised his paw only to find the Master Sword was gone. The shield was gone as well, and he realized then and there that the gods had forsaken him. Ganon lifted him and then they were nearly nose to nose, the boar's foul breath washing across Link's snout. Hate burned in Ganon's leering, golden eyes, but his lips curled into a gloating smile. "A rabbit," he scoffed. "A little, pink bunny! Some hero you are, boy!" He hurled the bunny to the ground and trudged after him as though to trod upon him. Link scurried back and caught his footing, but his new feet were awkward and uncomfortable. He staggered and fell on his rear with a startled cry.

"Helpless! Helpless and alone and weak!" Ganon roared, slowly but implacably following Link towards the edge of his arena. There were no doors, no windows, and no purchase to be had on the yellowed stones. The boar caught Link again, thrusting him against the wall where he crashed shoulder-first with a gasp of pain. Link fell to his knees and looked helplessly at the pigbeast.

Ganon dragged his tongue across his lips. It was thick and red, moving like a slug across his piggish jowls. "I am going to kill you," he said lowly, not a threat but a statement. "And I am going to make a display of you when my world at last merges with the Light World. I will leave you hanging from the gate of Hyrule Castle, as a warning to all who would oppose me." His beastly hand reached for Link's neck, but the bunny bit him. His incisors sank into Ganon's hide and the boar snarled in fury. All at once he gripped the rabbit's delicate neck and mashed him into the wall, rolling the bones in his shoulder blades, causing the rabbit agony his throttled neck could not cry out in.

"Defiant to the end! I like that!" Ganon bellowed, beginning to grin. He said more thoughtfully, "I think I know just how to break that fighting spirit of yours, boy."

Link again met the harshness of the floor, on which he landed in a heap. He rolled lamely to his side, seeking the fetal position for the sake of what he believed to be broken ribs. They were, in fact, only bruised. His injuries were minor, but his rabbit body was intolerant of pain unlike his experienced human form.

Before Link's eyes, and sapping what felt like every ounce of fight left in him, Ganon disrobed. He pulled off the armored tunic he wore, tossing it aside in a careless heap much like the bunny. His body lay bare to Link, standing a solid eight feet despite his slouched posture. Though he sported a gut, he appeared muscular almost to the point of grotesqueness. Not like human muscle, his were those of an animal, somebody who had been trapped in such a form for decades. It bulged under his blue hide, and he shined with sweat, ever exuding a vulgar scent of masculinity and musk. Most crucial to the moment at hand was the boar's penis which appeared as dense as Link's thigh. It was just beginning to twitch and swell with the thought of what was coming next, and the rabbit could see its glans pushing through the pucker of foreskin. Its shade was a lighter blue from the rest of his hide, still an inhuman color.

Ganon trudged near the hapless hero. His penis swung in a pendulous arc. His fat balls bounced slightly with his steps, dripping great beads of sweat on the parched floor of the pyramid. "In all the time I've been trapped in this blighted place, I have developed a thirst for the flesh, little rabbit," he lowly growled, his voice thick with lust. "You'll do just fine... and just maybe I won't kill you after all," he muttered, kneeling near the bunny. Link appeared frozen in shock, unsure of what the boar planned for him. Sexuality was a new concept to the transformed Hylian.

What clothing remained on the rabbit was little obstacle to the depraved King of Evil. By the time Ganon was through disrobing him, only shreds of the tunic remained looped around the rabbit boy's arms and neck like peculiar Hylian fashion, leaving exposed a flawless and outright feminine body. It was in sharp contrast to the beastliness of Ganon with his gut and breasts and smelly, sweaty hide.

Link made the feeble attempt to squirm away, but Ganon was sudden with an immobilizing hand around the boy's shoulder. He pulled Link back in, squeezing so hard that the gristle in the orbital joint ground and the young, failed hero yowled in pain. Ganon savored the boy's squeals and took particular relish in the feeling of Link's youthful sinew bruising and giving way beneath his fat fingers. Chuckling darkly, Ganon rolled Link onto his belly, pushing his breast into the stone.

Rumbling with lurid intent, the boar put his knee into Link's back and ground down, not doing so with particular malice, but because his weight made anything less impossible. As the rabbit whimpered and uselessly writhed, Ganon pulled apart the taut cheeks of his ass and bared a pucker which was virginal, unused in every sense of the word due to the newness of this form. The pigbeast hawked, then dropped a lumbering wad of slobber onto the boy's anus. He smeared it in with the pad of his thumb, pink flesh gleaming and pink fur matting and saturating with his drool. Ganon's touch there invoked a new struggle in Link, whom thrashed and bucked so hard that he tore a muscle in his back and hissed sharply in pain.

Brutishly, not simply as if he owned Link but precisely because he now did, Ganon worked in his thumb. Its coarse thickness opened the hapless rabbit and exposed him to a staggering world of pain unlike the nicks and stabs and bites which his human form was very familiar with. To both bunny and human, anal violation was very new. Link's yowling ceased and his sniveling, cowed whimpering began, cotton tail wriggling uselessly above the defilement.

Ganon's deep, wicked laugh fitting resonated in the heart of the pyramid. He thrust his fat thumb in to the knuckle, wrenching harshly upon Link's anal muscles so that they stretched and came just short of tearing. Ganon felt the boy's racing heartbeat in his taut, throbbing anus and it caused his own heart to race, his uncircumcised penis stiffening and beginning to spit thick globs of precum across the floor. "A prize fit for the King of Evil if there ever was one!" said Ganon, his voice booming. He yanked back his thumb, plunged it in again, and took great pleasure in Link's choking sob of pain. "I will not kill you, I have decided," he said gravely, as though issuing a death sentence regardless. Again he popped out his thumb, leaving the bunny's pucker somewhat reddened. "I will keep you. A slave for my own use - the hero-boy of Hyrule reduced to a sexual servant, certainly the best way to spit in the eye of the goddesses."

Ganon let his knee off of Link, and to the boy's credit he attempted to squirm away. He knew any escape was impossible, and to fight back was dangerous, if not pointless, but he tasted the coppery, bloodlike flavor of adrenaline and he understood that he could not allow Ganon to do... whatever it was he planned to do, though Link understood it involved his rear.

Though he liked to see the hero in such piteous circumstances, Ganon's cock demanded a sacrifice. He caught up to the boy as he attempted to regain his feet, which seemed to be at the end of jellied legs despite the noticeably athletic cut of them. "There's no escape from my realm now, rabbit," said Ganon, grinning toothily as he manhandled Link down to the floor again. And as before, he put the rabbit face-down, his small and incredibly inoffensive genitals pushed into the ancient dust on the floor. "No escape!" he sharply reiterated, straddling Link, his first knee coming down so hard as to shake the foundation of the pyramid. He flopped his dense, blue shaft against the bunny's ass crack where it stood out not only in tone, but sheer, horrible size. Link found the disparity of their sizes more apparent on the cusp of the rape than at that their fated duel.

Ganon, grinning in what would quickly be satisfaction, pushed his cock between the ass cheeks of the protesting, whimpering rabbit. Pillowy pink fluff teased him, bringing pleasure as an appetizer to the main course. Inexorably moving forward, the broad tip of his penis met Link's quivering, wet anus and then continued onward, the King of Evil giving no thought to foreplay. He had not fucked anything in so long; it was rare if not unheard of for any creature to come to the Dark World and take on such a beautiful form, and those who did generally fell prey to the uglier, meaner interlopers whose monstrous forms were better-suited to the harsh reality of the corrupted Sacred Realm.

The penetration was like nothing Link had ever known. To Link, Ganon's great, blue cock was like a fist, with of course an entire arm behind it, something big and savage and hateful made only to cause misery and debasement. He pawed desperately through the dust on the floor, across pitted tiles and the shards of the pearl, now rendered fully inert. The tears streamed down from his eyes freely, something he once would have never shown to Ganon now dispensed freely as all dignity vanished from him.

A laugh, deep and guttural and sounding more like a demon's growl, issued forth from Ganon. He saw past his gut as his cock vanished steadily into the boy. Spearing open the loathsome hero put in him a feeling of exultation, and he grinned enormously. Spittle fell gluttonously from his lips, pattering onto Link's pink body like the first drops of rain from a brewing storm. Sweat rolled off of the pigbeast's fatty flesh, dribbling across Link in much the same manner, ingraining the musky scent of the King of Evil into the hero's fur. But Link hardly cared that he was being passively marked; his body was a vessel of agony and nothing more, and his shrieking echoed and doubled back and ultimately died in the pyramid where only Ganon could savor its tones.

Ganon's cock vanished into the bunny as the bunny himself was hidden beneath the boar-beast's foul body. The thick blue rolls of Ganon's gut hung on the boy's back and his scrotum splayed both across the stone and the rabbit's own balls, removing them from view and burying them beneath a warmth which was not at all comforting even in the chilly heart of the pyramid. The pigbeast snuffled from his nostrils, sucking the delicate flavor of fear from the air like sniffing a goblet wine.

The first of Ganon's undoubtedly many bucks was, to Link, the most horrifyingly painful. It ran him through a gamut of sensations, all underscored by horrid fear of the beast and the very notion that he was being used in such a sickening way. As Ganon withdrew his dense cock, the bunny felt a hint of relief, thinking in his naive young way that the defilement was through, that whatever the pig was doing was over, and that he could move on to merely being a slave to the evil king. Link had no way of knowing that Ganon would buck back in, and in doing so the boar rekindled the fear and revulsion in Link whom shrieked as if learning some unknowable truth which his mind was incapable of handling. The tears flowed from Link's eyes to meet the pain and his anus gulped stupidly on Ganon's shaft, gripping and squeezing it in reflex. Instead of stopping, let alone slowing Ganon, it made the monster shudder.

Sluggish and intransigent, Ganon raped the bunny. The enormity of his weight let him simply drop on the boy, that alone giving force enough to shove it fully into Link like a stake. Sweat oozed from his pores, filling the air with an earthy musk Link's quivering nose found highly offensive, though this disapproval was at the very periphery of his mind. He consciously knew only the pain and humiliation of his rape.

"The hero of Hyrule," Ganon muttered, his words sloppy through his jowls, sounding as if he were in the middle of a lavish feast. "You came so far to fail, boy. The hopes and dreams of all your little kingdom, wasted on a boy barely old enough to be thought of as a man!" He flopped against Link with all his weight and his blubbery hide clapped on the stone. His great and round ass cheeks, beading with sweat, still jiggled and shook seconds after his body settled atop the rabbit. Above Link's hapless gasps and the scraping of clawed toes on the floor, Ganon laughed not as a man, but as the pig he was. "Death would be a mercy for you by this point. And to think, dead not from a blade to the heart or impaled on my trident, but simply crushed beneath my mighty weight!"

Ganon laughed again and with such force that his body shook. He gyrated, fucking the rabbit now with short strokes. Link's gouged and reddened anus provided the boar all the pleasure he needed, but the soft, dampening fur was a treat, for even the King of Evil enjoyed fucking something which was soft and feminine. He braced his elbows into the stone and pushed up, giving Link mere inches of slack in which to breathe freely. The bunny regained his vitality and satiated his hunger for air as greedily as possible, finding even the musk-thick, dead air of the pyramid incredibly refreshing if only for one sweet moment.

The pleasure Link felt as he breathed again was immediately and fully counteracted by the harsh reality of his defeat. Ganon slavered and snorted above him, eclipsing him with his heavy body so that only the tips of his pert ears and his toes emerged from under the pigbeast. Ganon's use of his body never grew any less painful, shifting only to an agony the rabbit greatly wished for an end to, not knowing what that end was. Though his shrieking had tapered away, in its place was utterly despondent sobbing.

"You're broken," Ganon sneered between hungry breaths. He thought aloud, "Perhaps not fully... maybe it's merely the shock of the moment." His gyrations went on and on, his buttocks dimpling and grinding into one another with every grind. Sweat rolled down his balls and left runnels in the cracked stones, saturating the mute colors of the Triforce etched into his lair.

Twinges of pleasure raced through Ganon's body like jolts. He drew his tongue across his lips, slathering drool across them. "Of all the raw power the Triforce can bring," he said with great labor, "it can never replace the power of rape. To enter an involuntary body, make it your own through only sex, that is an irreplaceable, primal strength!"

Link knew of rape only in its most general form, which was to impose upon someone or something, to force some undesirable treatment. Yet the word, he felt, fully described this awful moment and as he rested his face against the cold stone below, he came to realize that he was as broken as the evil king claimed he was. Whatever fighting spirit had gotten him this far was gone and in that vacuum it left lie only submission.

Ganon, gazing only into his own eyelids, began to buck and thrash against the boy as if shaking out the last little bit of his pleasure. His fleshy hide smashed into the rabbit's round, soft behind, crashing all but soundlessly, but certainly not without impact. His cock had destroyed the bunny's anal passage like a bomb could break open a cracked wall, and yet the worst was still to come. Panting, shuddering, his heart racing and his obese yet powerful body drenched in sweat, the King of Evil came. He gushed into Link, shooting cum as thick as sludge, potent in its masculinity and hot in temperature.

The bunny's blue, wet eyes went wide, the revulsion made new again as he thought the most obvious thing a sexually-pure mind could think of this development before the realization that this liquid was much too thick to be urine struck him. It left Link puzzled as well as sickened, but innately he understood that his rape had been consummated. Ganon had broken him, owned him now, and this dense fluid escaping the seal of the pigbeast's thick cock and oozing from his ass had everything to do with it. He let his head drop again in utter shame, and he cried.

Huffing and grinning, his face flushed, Ganon was delighted by the totality of his victory. He pushed himself up to his knees, paused to catch his breath, and then slipped his meaty hands down the rabbit's quivering back. Link's fur was heavy with sweat, the pink shade made sallow by the saturation, but he was undeniably a handsome creature. Ganon licked his jowly lips. "You belong to me now, hero. Accept that, embrace it, and I'll forgive you for your misdeeds. You shall live in the finest comfort. Refuse me... and you already know I've no problems with taking what I want."