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Link's Awakening

Link watched the creature through the lens of his Sheikah Slate, crouched over a rise and looking out into a marsh where several bipedal lizards mulled about. The Slate told him they were called Lizalfos, but said little more. They were horned creatures that were bigger than him. One had a greed hide, another that was a light blue, and a final one that was black and red. but they seemed to have their own community. He watched their mouths move in conversation but he was obviously too far away to hear them. He knew from his time on the plateau to watch out for those pig-faced Bokoblins and knew not to trust their much larger Moblin counterparts after one attacked him shortly leaving the plateau.

It was big and slow, so Link was able to dispatch the beast. He was heading east where he was told civilization was located, but chose to stay off the road after getting ambushed several times. Were these lizards the people who lived in the east?

There was only one way to find out.

He headed out over the rise and down the hill into the marsh. The water was ankle deep, which made the mud below poor footing. He hoped these three lived somewhere a bit dryer.

When he was about thirty paces away from them their heads perked up as they noticed the young hero. Link smiled and waved at them in greeting.

All three of them pulled crooked, hooked blades out the mud right next their feet, and Link felt a touch of fear before instinct made him draw the shield and sword he carried. It was right in time. Link gasped as all three charged over water. They were fast! Link got his shield up in time to absorb the blow of one those hooked blades. He stepped back and tried to meet the other charging one with a thrust. The Lizalfos' hooked blade caught the hand-guard of the sword and Link was easily disarmed in an instant. Then he felt something firm and long rap around his ankle.

A tail.

Link's foot was ripped out from under him and he fell into the mud. Smack, a foot slammed into the side of his head and left him so dazed he didn't even notice another Lizalfos' hands until after his shield was stripped. Then he felt claws on his belly and heard fabric ripping. Link kicked out and struck the hard scales of one of the monsters. It grunted, grabbed his ankle, and tore off his shoe. They were stripping him of his rags.

Before he could try to fight them off, the green one sat on his now bare chest. Link felt wet scale press to his chest, rubbing against his nipples before its knees planted themselves on his biceps and pinned him to the ground.

While the other two stripped his bottom half completely, Green shoved Link's head under the water. He thrashed as he was submerged, mud getting tangled in his hair. By now his bottom half was bare and he felt something wet and warm running along his leg.

Were they going to drown him and then eat him? Link's heart was racing--he wished they just sliced his throat. He didn't want to--

Green grabbed Link's muddy hair and yanked his head up. Link came gasping for breath, coughing out water while the lizard smashed his face against its crotch. Link grunt, cheek against something very hot and slimy as he gasped for breath. He noticed someone had taken a rock or something and put it under his waist, which had some mud dripping off of it when he felt a warm appendage move up his inner thigh.

Link shuddered.

That smell... he had sudden, stunning moment of recognition that made him freeze. Why was that smell so familiar? Why did it make him short of breath, his face flush? He turned to face the wet slit in front of him, the head on the back of his head wouldn't let him get a good view. Secretions slid from the lips of this thing.

The whole desperate situation passed from his mind--replaced with a need.

Link moaned and pressed his face into the slit, and he felt the creature in front of him shudder. It smelled like silent princesses in bloom. How did he know that flower? This thing--rut--musk--male. His tongue pressed inside the slit and he felt it brush against the firm tip of something. Another tongue pressed down against his crotch and Link bucked into it. His cock was hard already.

Green croaked and ground his hips against Link's face. His slit secretions ran down the hero's jaw and the scales against his chest scraped across his nipples in a way that made Link shiver. The warm tongue on his cock moved down. It was a thick appendage, its tip thick as four of Link's fingers when it stroked the rim of his entrance. Link moaned into Green's slit thinking Yes, that's where it belongs. But where what belonged?

From Green's slit something firm and hard began to emerge. Link opened his mouth and moaned happily while Green held him in place with two hands as his cock bloomed from into Link's wet, eager mouth. Link felt his cock throb and shoot something at the taste of the tapered shaft in his mouth. It was a masculine and earthy, so strong Link whimpered and thought this was his proper place, servicing this male's cock.

The wet tongue at his rim pushed in and Link almost screamed. It felt wrong--not the tongue. That seemed natural, but Link didn't understand why he was so tight. Usually he was much looser--but what did that mean? The tongue pushed in as he clamped down on it, begging it to slow down, but the pain was also something. His sore nipples and now this had him so hard. The shaft in his mouth had not stopped growing. Link's whole face was slathered by that slit, and his pursed lips made it look like he was eagerly kissing it. He realized his hands were no longer held down, and they went to the lizard's hips to pull him into Link's face, encouraging the creature's motions. The Lizalfos chittered in a way Link recognized--from some distant memory, he realized--meant he was very pleased with the hero's work. Right, at one point, he could understand and speak with them. He used to... He used to...

The tongue hit Link's prostate and all the pain crumbled like a cocoon and wings of pleasure unfurled all over his body.

With it, the memory:

He used to find communities of them. Lizalfos tucked in beaches, round campfires in the desert, and he would bring... no weapons. Food? Undressed. He would chirp with them for a while and then the Lizalfos would take turns...

Link moaned loudly as Green's cock began to slip back into his throat. He was desperately pulling the creature close as a tongue worked his ass loose. The shrine of resurrection must have made him tight again, but that would not last. Link knew it. Knew what boy he was--with his wide breeding hips, shapely ass, and slim belly. He knew what these monster's liked.

He took the Lizalfos's cock in his throat with the same ease he picked up a blade. Moaning blissfully as the Lizard gasped and twitched. This one had not cum in a while, and Link could tell it would not take long. Green grabbed his hair and yanked him back until just the tapered tip remained and he got to see the eight inch, red shaft that had been in his mouth. Then Green slammed him back down against his slit. Link groaned and eagerly moved his head along with the lizard's motions as it fucked his face. He sucked greedily, wanting, needing--

It'd been so long since he tasted cum and he needed it.

He was right, six thrusts and the Lizalfos came. The creature ground his slit against Link and the cock in throat surged and jumped. Seed spilled in thick rushes. The secretions from before were oily, these were thick and potent globs of cum. If Link had a cunt--and it was certainly a fantasy of his--he imagined these studs could breed him with a single shot of their seed.

Link sucked that breeding tool eagerly as cum began to fill his mouth, the quivering reptile slowly grinding in and out to work out what he had. Link loved it, the smell, the taste. He would live off only it if he could, this thick potent cum. Hylian loads were pathetic by comparison. It's why he needed studs like these to fuck and breed him. Why he went to the wilds alone so often before the calamity. He remembered little else of his life before, but he knew... knew this was also his calling.

The tongue and cock inside him withdrew at the same time. Link groaned and swallowed. He was a slutty mess, he realized. Pre from his modest cock dribbled on his belly and slit fluids coated his face from his nose, to cheek bones, to jaw and ran off him into the water, pooling on it like cooking oil.

Black had been tonguing his ass. Of course, he would get first turn with Link's real prize. He could already see the fat, tapered cock emerged and leaking pre. Black's was a foot long. A good starter cock to make Link cum himself stupid. He wondered if he could eventually hunt down a silver Lizalfos. They got bigger the more powerful they were...

How was it all he remembered of this world was lizard cock?

And_why_ hadn't he remembered sooner.

Link rolled over onto his hands and knees and as expected, Blue had come around to take a turn at his throat. Link kept one hand planted in the mud for balance as his other reached back to spread his ass to invite Black to take him. The Lizalfos chirped and ground his huge, slick endowment across Link's ample backside. He felt pre drip down the small of his back and he shivered before he felt Blue's claw stroke up his chin. Link looked up at the ten inch cock before him and bit his lip in anticipation for these two.

He opened his mouth and Blue shoved in, no concern for Link's comfort. Link wanted that, when that cock hit the back of his throat fast as it did it hurt. It was rough. Link's cock throbbed and shot a little. The pain and roughness got him hot. Another reason why these monsters made such good lovers.

Link could no longer look back at Black because Blue had Link's muddy ponytail gripped in its claws while it pounded his face. Link planted both hands in the mud and moaned as pre and slit secretions from the cock in his mouth ran sloppily past his lips.

Then came the prodding of Black's tip and Link nearly squealed, pressing back against it. He needed to be bred.

Black's tapered rut stick pushed in. It was thick as Link's wrist and he felt full immediately. The pressure inside him made him clamp down on the tight appendage as the Lizalfos just tried to push it all in. Link gasped, he squeezed to try to slow the lizard down. Link was eager but he forgot how big--Black smacked his ass. Link gasped as Black pulled out then smacked more cock in. Lizalfos were fast and strong, and he was using his hips to break all of Link's resistances in less than a few seconds. Their hips smacked together and Black was courteous enough to hold up Link's hips as he came, his legs wobbly as a newborn colt. His back half took up so much sensation that his greedy cocksucking lost all skill. His tongue lied flat in his mouth while he just let Blue abuse his throat, only working to keep his teeth off lizard cock.

Black got hilted, then pulled his enormous endowment all the way out and slammed it back in, drawing out Link's nut further. The boy's moans muffled by cock and slit as his nuts wringed out seed into the water below, his dick jumping and wetly slapping his belly whenever Black hilted him. If not for Blue holding up his face-fucked front, his arms would have collapsed and Black would be fucking Link into the mud. Honestly, he didn't mind. He'd been choked by these creatures before, so much so someone once questioned the bruises around his neck. He could almost remember who asked him that--but both lizard's hilting cock inside him replaced it with more happy memories of being bred into the sand at a beach somewhere. He remembered his back against a tree while a silver lizalfos fucked him, the monster's tongue in his mouth and pressing down his throat while Link sucked on it and tears of pleasure ran down his face as the silver tried to smack his fat, hearty radish sized knot into him.

Right, the silver ones had knots.

Black was doing a good job of undoing a century's worth of returning Link's ass to its virginal state. Despite already cumming, Link never went soft. His cock kept slapping his belly as rutting this slut in the open marsh became too much for Blue. Blue didn't finish like Green, but tightly held Link's head, so even with Black fucking him with abandon, the hero's head would remain still as it could, the tip of the lizard's big dick in his mouth. At that first shot Link moaned, his mouth filling with more seed. He was reminded the more powerful Lizalfos had more potent seed and came more. Then he remembered the time with the silver Lizalfos, leaning against the tree with the creatures knot inside him and looking down at the visible swell of his belly as it grew and grew until it was taut and round.

That memory--the cum in his already full mouth--and Black reaming him from behind made Link cum again.

His ass clamped down as his entire body seized up. Blue pulled out and started shooting across Link's hair and face, the potent smell making him moan in a high, slutty pitch while Black humped his ass. Black's cock started to jerk and fire, too, the feeling of warm seed flooding inside him made Link's second orgasm hit hard as the first. He was cumming in time with the lizard seed filling his ass, quickly becoming too much and without a knot spilling out around the lizard's cock and slipping down his thighs. It ran in such thick white lines that, even all wet, it still slipped down Link's skin slow and slimy. Black pulled out and spilled more cum across his back, coating Link as Blue finished in Link's mouth again, filling it with cum one last time.

They released him and Link fell back on his heels, eyes closed and head tilted up as he felt seed slip down his slender, young body. The smell of the Lizalfos combined rut was intoxicating. He was stunned he'd forgotten it. This was a core part of who he was--every bit a masochistic slut as he was a swordsman.

He heard chittering from the lizards and opened his eyes to see all three cocks pointed at him. Right, Lizalfos liked to mark their territory. Link leaned towards them, mouth open and hands cupping in front of it as if begging for water.

Three streams of hot, acrid pissed burst from the cocks in front of him. Link moaned, his cock growing hard again as he felt warmth rush through his hair, down his back, across his belly. Piss slid down his skin. Black aimed for his mouth and Link eagerly let the bitter piss wash into his mouth. The taste of lizard cum mixed together, making Link feel like some filthy territorial marking as he swallowed gratefully what sprayed in his mouth. If they were closer, Link would have planted his lips around one of their cocks and started drinking from it.

They finished after a minute of coating and bathing Link in their scent. They chirped happily and turned to leave. Link, was naked, muddy, cum covered, and piss soaked. A slutty boy out in the wild, blissfully remembering what just happened and other memories flooding back as he desperately jerked his cock till a third, meager orgasm wracked his body. He came into his hands and licked his seed off his palm, not letting any of it go to waste.

Link sighed happily and managed to get his wobbly feet back from under him. He started to gather his things up out of the mud, thinking to himself how it would be a pain to find new clothes, but... till then he knew how to get a certain kind of lizard to keep him warm.