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Patreon Prompt 234
🕑 Added 2022-08-07 14:47:36 +0000 UTCPrompt: (Link (Legend of Zelda) Gruntyfication (Ugly Fat Witch TF/TG) https://www.deviantart.com/undeadpenguin37/art/COMM-Link-Gruntyfication-TF-TG-875421225
Once more questing to defeat Ganondorf and save Hyrule, the hero of time had delved into a most peculiar dungeon. Walking through the witch-shaped cave and winding through corridors of strange paintings, Link eventually made his way to the innermost chamber. Waiting for him there were two large metal pods connected to a variety of unusual machinery. Wondering if the device was part of some kind of puzzle, he stepped into the open one.
Link shuddered as the door behind him slammed shut. Though he tried to break through with his sword, the futile clanging of his blade against metal was drowned out by the machinery outside whirring to life. A haze of green gas began to fill the chamber, taking away his strength as it filled his body. Dropping his sword and shield, Link slouched against a wall as he tried to fight against a strange influence taking over him.
He realized he was losing the battle as his green tunic began to tighten around his fattening form. His clothes were further distressed by a pair of heaving breasts budding from his chest to go along with the chunky butt cheeks filling up his pants. Through this inundation of extra mass, Link almost didn’t notice his nose extend several inches into a peak, looking as if it belonged to a witch.
A shade of dark green spread up Link’s nose, bringing with it unsightly bumps and warts that covered his skin. As the coloring spread across the rest of his body, so too did a series of strange sensations fill his mind. His grunts of frustration turned into cackles. Any attempts to speak were hindered by a constant need to rhyme. Left with only a few parts of his tunic clinging to his chunky torso, he let out a sneer as he called out for someone named Klungo to let him out.
When the door to the pod finally opened, Link the witch waddled her way out with mere inches between the entryway and her hips. Getting a good look at her wart-ridden, green face in the reflection of the device’s window, she let out a sneer as her fingers dug into her belly rolls. Swiveling herself around and letting her fat backside shake away any remnants of her pants, she began to shuffle her way over to lab equipment to plot how to best steal princess Zelda’s beauty for her own needs.
