Comm55 - Link gets Zelda’d (Patreon)

[Sequel to Comm53 - Zelda’s Bokoblin Potion. Contains Link to Zelda TGTF, slimegirl TF, mental changes, and IQ drain]

“AAIIIEEEEE! A b-b-bokoblin is in the village!!!” A startled Kakariko villager’s shrill shriek alerted the rest of the town to a surprise intruder, causing civilians to flee and soldiers to swarm the area.

However, the bokoblin in question was in fact Zelluh, a light blue bokoblin with golden hair who until recently had been Princess Zelda! Frightened by the sudden appearance of five armed Sheika - which constituted as ‘countless’ armed Sheika to her decreased mental faculties - Zelluh cowered behind Link, her beloved.

Shielding the shaky bokoblin woman behind him, Link held out his hand signalling the approaching guards to stop.

“Link? What’s the meanin’ o’ this?” A grisled soldier boomed.

“This is a bokoblin I’ve tamed. She’s no threat, I promise.”

“You tamed a bokoblin!? Ahaha har har har! Yer certainly full of surprises, aren’t you, lad?” The soldier lowered his weapon and signalled his comrades to do the same. “We trust ye, but uh, just be sure to keep ‘er out of the way for the time being, alright lad? Wouldn’t want no one to get spooked by ‘er or nuthin’.”

Link nodded solemnly, then turned back to face his transformed lover. “Zeld- er, Zelluh, I need your help.”

With wide, sparkling eyes, the monstergirl nodded excitedly, having lost all fear when her beloved said he needed her. “Help beloved!”

“R-right… We have a very important task we need to accomplish together. Follow me, I’ll explain over here…” Once the pair were behind Purah’s house, Link knelt down to pick up a stick and gestured to a little pond. “I need you to stir the water in this pond.” Despite knowing Zelluh’s brain worked differently now - and that she had a tendency to get distracted and wander off - Link couldn’t help but feel bad for condescending her like this. Regardless, he used the stick to demonstrate the stirring motion in the water, then handed it to the bokoblin woman. “Please do this for me until I return. I won’t be long, I’ll be just inside this house.”

“Help beloved! Stir for beloved!” Zelluh sat at the pond’s edge, dipped her feet in and began kicking, then haphazardly started whacking the water’s surface with the stick.

Once it looked like the princess was occupied, Link stepped inside and met with Purah.

“Oh Linky, what have you brought to my doorstep…” The Sheika woman sighed irritably. Though she was over one hundred years old, Purah currently appeared to be in her mid-twenties since she’d perfected her youth-restoring invention.

“Well, you see-”

“Oh yes, yes, I know, I got your messages on my Sheika slate. I must say though, this is rather more jarring to see in person…” Peeping out her window, Purah watched as Zelluh splashed blissfully in the pond. “To think she brewed the perfect bokoblin transformation potion completely by accident - while trying to cook breakfast, of all things!”

“Can you-”

“Of course I can help turn her back! I’ve already mostly prepared a counteragent that should do the trick.” She gestured to a steamy cauldron in her fireplace. “I scoured through my Purah Pad for all the information on Zelda I have, and incorporated her essence into the formula. Now, did you bring any chu jelly? It should serve as an adequate counter-agent…”

The Hero of the Wild rummaged through his satchel of conveniently-ambiguous size, pulled out a glob of chu jelly he’d picked up in his travels, and handed it to his friend.

“Yes… Yes this will do.” Purah muttered to herself. After closely inspecting the gelatinous substance, she carefully plopped it into her potion, gave it a stir, then stood back and scratched her chin. “Now, normally I would have no reservations about moving to the next step, but given the precarious situation our dear princess is in, I dare not leap ahead without being positive this will work entirely as intended.

With resolve of steel, Link had no second thoughts about scooping up a ladleful of the potion and drinking it himself. Zelda was always worth putting his body on the line, and now was no different to him. In his haste, Link happened to spill some of the potion onto his clothes.

“...That’s one way to test it, I suppose.” Purah stared in exasperation at Link’s display of courage - or stupidity. Taking a deep breath, the Sheika elder gathered her thoughts. “The effects should begin to take effect quite soon, so just relax while the potion does its work.”

Just as Purah said so, Link’s body started to change: his orange locks of hair slowly gained streaks of golden blonde; his rough, scarred skin grew softer and smoother; and his face no longer felt quite like his own.

Purah grabbed Link’s hand as it slightly shrunk into a more lithe, feminine version of itself. “Your bones are being reshaped, which is an excellent sign. It means changes aren’t just skin deep.” Moving on, Purah pinched Link’s rosy cheeks and pulled them wide so she could look into his mouth. “Your teeth are…” She trailed off as she watched for change. “...also reshaping.”

When Purah released her hold on his cheeks, Link’s face had rounded out and was closer to resembling Zelda’s visage than his own. “Was that strictly necessary? Your grasp was quite firm.” Link’s vocal chords were evidently recalibrating to match Zelda’s voice, and were nearly a perfect match.

“Excellent, your neurons are already reorganising themselves too.” Seeing the confused look on Link’s face - or rather, Zelda’s borrowed face - Purah elaborated. “Your accent is almost exactly like hers, as are your verbal and physical mannerisms. Unless you have a secret acting hobby, I can safely assume your mind’s structure is becoming like hers as well.”

At this, Link noticed his demeanor had indeed subconsciously shifted from standing casually to holding a correct, formal posture - the kind fit for a royal of the princess’ stature. “I feel a tad disoriented, but I am still myself. I have not gained the Princess’ memories, nor do I feel as though I am her.” His voice and inflection now sounded exactly like Zelda’s.

“Well of course, there was only so much I could do without having access to the Princess’ unaltered self. I suppose we’ll just have to hope that enough of her true identity remains buried in her mind…”

Link’s fully blonde hair now slightly decreased in length as Zelda’s signature hairstyle formed on his head, including twin braids that wrapped around to the back of his head. Placing a hand to his face, he recognised the soft, lovely contours he’d felt on Zelda’s face in those scarce, unforgettable moments when they were alone and could share their affection for each other.

Unable to resist the temptation, he stared into his reflection in the nearest window and saw his beloved princess staring back at him; it was almost as if she were right there in front of him, just as she was supposed to be. Seeing himself as such a beautiful woman made him feel, to his great embarrassment, incredibly aroused. However, movement outside drew his attention from his feminine reflection to the bokoblinised perversion of his precious Zelda still splashing around in the pond. A deep sigh escaped his soft lips and fogged up the window, so he turned back to face his inventor friend.

“Hmmm, even your outfit is changing. Fascinating…” Purah pointed out that his light blue champion’s tunic had also transformed into a perfect match of Zelda’s pretty blouse, and was already inspecting its material.

When Link looked down at himself, he was just in time to watch his flat chest perfectly grow to fill out Zelda’s luxuriously soft blouse. His lower body, however, was a different story; everything below the waist felt much too tight, from his new panties tightly pressing his phallus and testes against his body to his expanding glutes pushing at the seams of his unchanged trousers.

“Why are my bottoms not conforming to my figure? My posterior and my… nether regions are rather snug at the moment!” Link turned a shade of red he’d only ever seen Zelda’s face become a handful of times.

“You must not have spilled any of the potion on your trousers, Linky.”

“If not, then why have my undergarments-!?” Link sighed before he finished that thought, then awkwardly waddled over to the boiling cauldron to carefully drizzle a few drops of potion onto his legwear and boots - the latter of which were rather loose now that his feet were beginning to shrink.

Just as the pressure was really starting to hurt, Link found relief as his testes were raised inside his body and his stiff shaft began to fade away. Letting curiosity get the better of him, the transforming hero gently pressed a hand to his crotch and felt his private area twitching and warping into a new shape: empty scrotum became plump labia lips; throbbing penis shrank into erect clitty complete with clitoral hood; and sealed skin gave way to a new vaginal opening. Within his body, meanwhile, it felt as though there were butterflies in his belly. Link’s testes were converted into Zelda’s ovaries, and his prostate was repurposed into a womb. Finally, his internal plumbing shifted to suit his new anatomy, making him a complete copy of the real Zelda.

And as the cherry on top, snug leggings and cute boots completed Zelda’s favourite outfit on his reshaped body.

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“You definitely look like her, but…” Purah scrutinised every part of Link’s body, poking and prodding everywhere from the back of his neck to the middle of his soft, flat tum. “How do you feel?”

…

“I feel quite normal, thank you.” Link replied elegantly after an awkward pause.

“Really? Nothing feels strange at all?”

…

“No, I’m… fine… I…” Link couldn’t quite keep a grasp on his train of thought. Before he could take another look at his reflection to see if he looked as much like Zelda as Purah purported, his eyes began to drift out of focus.

“Linky? Are you all there?”

…

“Link, say something!” Purah snapped her fingers in front of Link’s face, but it took him a few seconds to react.

“Yes… I… am… here…”

Everything about the test subject was beginning to slow down, from his breathing and his heart rate right down to his thoughts. Little did either he or Purah know that the chu jelly had infused chuchu essence into his DNA, causing a delayed reaction to the transformation! One by one, the cells in Link’s brain - and the rest of his body - were gelatinising together into one sticky, homogenous semisolid!

Purah dabbed a drip of strange green slime from Link’s forehead, only for her touch to cause his entire face to jiggle! “Oh my, Link, I don’t mean to alarm you, but you’re melting!” She rushed around her house looking for something - anything - that could help her halt or even reverse this unforeseen process.

…

“Me… melt…?”

Thinking was a challenge now, but Link didn’t really mind; the sensation of his feminine body breaking down into warm slime from the inside felt oddly soothing. Not that he even noticed, but his gooey body began to dissolve his Zelda attire!

“Oh dear, he’s turning green! This shouldn’t be happening! I did my calculations right!! …Right?”

Before long, Link’s perfect, Zelda-like figure was on full display. The slightest of movements would make his entire body wobble and shift as it was stripped of its humanity. Each individual hair on his head merged together into one solid green blob, yet it somehow retained its shape. In fact, the only part of him that couldn’t hold firm - aside from the occasional drip and drop - was his feet, which were squished into a little jelly puddle under his own weight.

“Me… melt…!” Though he finally realised what was happening to him, it was far too late; the particles of which his brain once consisted had dissolved and spread throughout the rest of his gelatinous body, leaving the meager intellect of a humble chuchu as all that remained.

Using all of his remaining thought power, Link looked down at his new ‘body’ and could no longer determine who he really was. Instead of thinking about it very hard, she figured she must be a lady and decided to play with her cute, sexy jiggly bits! The slimegirl slapped one melty hand to a shaky little tiddy and one to a bouncy butt cheek, then idly stimulated herself with a series of squishy plaps.

“Hee… hee…… Squish!~”

The thought of having a second dopey, impulsive monstergirl to deal with made Purah panic, leading her to grab a water bucket of inconveniently-ambiguous size and splash it onto the barely-sentient slime. Not much happened at first, but Purah soon realised her mistake; Link’s jellified form was slowly absorbing the water!

“Oh, shoot!” The Sheika elder pinched the bridge of her nose; Link’s head and chest were swelling at an alarming rate, and there was nothing Purah could do about it.

“Oooooh… Head… feel… full…” With mass to spare, Link’s chuchu DNA began to reshape her semisolid form into one that closer resembled an actual chuchu: the hero’s hands merged into the body parts they were fondling, followed soon by her arms; her head lost most humanlike shape, instead appearing much like an overinflated balloon with a giant gooey Zelda wig; her eyes bulged out into big yellow protrusions as her mouth grew into a huge, uncanny smile that almost appeared to be painted on; most of her torso was redistributed into her massive, wobbly breasts; her cute little vulva inflated to multiple times its normal size; and finally, once the last drop of water had been sucked up, her legs painlessly collapsed under her hefty weight and reformed into the four little limb-like appendages chuchus have at their bases.

“Well, at least she cleaned up the water…” Purah planted her forehead into her palm, lamenting her failed potion and her poorly-judged actions.

“Liiiiiink! Where’s my beloveddd?? I’m boooored…” Suddenly barging into the house, Zelluh called out for her favourite human until she laid eyes on the swollen chuchu girl. “WOW!! So cute!!” And just like that, she was distracted again. The bokoblin girl ran up and poked one of Link’s massive boobs, which in turn made her whole gelatinous form jiggle. “Hee hee hee, so jiggly! So wiggly!! So friend-shape!!! You look like… Lu-Lu!” As soon as she named - or rather, renamed - Link, Zelluh dove forward to give a great big squishy hug. “Hee hee, friend Lu-Lu so soft!! Wow!!”

Purah, meanwhile, was much less impressed with what she was looking at. “Back to the drawing board, I suppose…”