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Purah Perfection(Purah Mass Twinning)
🕑 Added 2023-07-19 03:40:59 +0000 UTC
"OOH LINKY~! I've been waiting for you."
The hero of Hyrule was still unused to Purah's new form. Well technically her old form since she had been child sized the last time he had seen her years ago. It appeared her habit of fiddling with her own body hadn't stopped though, the Sheikah inventor one of the oldest living people, not that her youthful body would betray that. It was a previous experiment that had regressed her back to a child, though given how angry she had been when she had found out Link had gone through her diary, he just accepted whatever new modification she had done to herself whenever he came over for an upgrade. And he had to admit, her mature form was a lot easier on his eyes. She had been a bit of a brat in her kid form but now he didn't mind zoning out whenever she went on her tangents when he waited for her upgrades.
"Now this is a very special upgrade Linky! Ahh~ true body modularity! So much tweaking and eternal perfection in the palm of our hands! Oh right hand me the Sheikah Slate if you would."
Link was used to it, blushing a little when she flipped through his pictures.
"Oh dear someone likes my new form don't they? Aww Linky don't blush like that I already knew. Which is why I decided to test this upgrade with you first."
Purah was getting distractingly close, Link not really listening to her since half her talk was of tech babble he had not the faintest clue about. Besides, how could he focus when she was rubbing her breasts against his sides, tracing her fingers over his tunic as she adjusted her glasses, the passion in her talk of reincarnation cycles and body modular programs sounding like intensely erotic invitations as she babbled on.
"Which is to say Linky, would you like to be my first volunteer? I need to start with someone virile enough to handle it."
Link nodded, unaware what he was agreeing to as Purah pressed a button, multiple metal arms suddenly grabbing and restraining him.
"Yay~! Upgrade time Linky..."
"...?"
Link couldn't exactly voice his immediate reservations since his arms were bound, his usual sign language and gesticulating locked as Purah's mechanical devices tore his clothes off roughly, causing him to blush something fierce as Purah was inspecting every inch of him closely, even giving his cock an interested flick as he gave a silent gasp.
"Perfect, subject 1 is in perfect physical condition, his muscles toned and in peak physical form. Moving onto upgrade injection. First testing needle mechanism."
Link struggled in the clawed grips of her many machines, glancing at his tossed aside tools, all of them too far away to be of use, his Slate operating half the machines as Purah popped another device into its ports. His struggling reached new levels of desperation when a small hole opened up in the palm ends of the arms, a needle with glowing red liquid sliding out and back in frictionlessly, Purah clearly making sure everything was oiled and working as she began maneuvering the arms into position. Hands gripped everywhere, their snaking flexible limbs wrapping around his legs as their ends positioned themselves tactically. One over each nipple, one for his soles, his palms, the nape of his neck, the small of his back. He blushed as two smaller ones lightly squeezed his balls, the warm buzz of the machine making the unwanted grabs unusually pleasurable, so much metal vibrating in so many spots, Link trying his best to stifle the growing urge for his cock to ris-
"And injection! Warning Linky, this might be intense. In fact it's supposed to be hehe..."
Even knowing what was about to happen, Link was unprepared for Purah's singular button tap, every hand jabbing him with their needles. Every spot erupted in a confusing mix of heat and bliss, the small injection dots healing over with smoother skin, the patches spreading in rings as he trembled in paralytic pleasure, unable to even voice his growing neediness as his body thrashed in its metal prison.
"Well Linky? How does my Purahlysis feel? Name is under review. Is the injection as painless as I hoped it would be? Are you loving my upgrade?"
Her smirked died down some at the continued silence, Link just thrashing in his restraints as his skin paled, losing the ruddy texture of constant outdoor sun for Purah's more pearly lab fostered paleness. She did swipe a few fingers on the changed sections, more thrashing from Link following but none of the fun she was expecting.
"Subject 1 is certainly gaining my same level of smoothness and complexion. But it seems the pleasure levels aren't enough. Let me get to the individual settings. Alright Linky I promise I'll get you to admit my brilliance soon don't you worry!"
Link wished he could scream, the growing circles of Purah's complexion all unbearably tender as the feeling of her injections flowed deep inside. He could feel something spreading, multiplying inside, not an ounce of pain, only the unusual discomfort of feeling something swimming and growing. Worse it was maddeningly sensitive, Link able to feel even the slightest of air currents, each dot of sun that broke through the boards of Purah's roof, his cock at full mast as her skin ran over it like a slippery suit of pristine softness, just existing as it throbbed and tensed like a constant masturbatory surge as he wordlessly wheezed and groaned.
"So many options to start with hmm... how about... sensitivity? Oh wow it's so low. Hmm I better also close off release till I figure out what to transition his male material into."
She cranked up an onscreen dial, drool bursting from Link's lips as the pleasure became unbearable. He thought he'd cum right on the spot, but his cock wasn't allowed to, the device controlling everything as he felt his tip close, turning a light pink as his mind struggled under the constant blissful torment. He needed to resist but gods it felt too good, his mind already on the verge of collapse.
"Still not enough? Hmm well than what should I... Oh I know Linky~... I've seen all those pics of me on your slate, and I seemed to notice a commonality among where your focus was. I do have to bend over quite a lot to find my various gadgets and you seemed to relish in those opportunities eh Linky? Why don't I give you your favorite parts?"
She pinched the screen, bringing up the menus for his lower half. It was outside of her calculations that he'd be holding out this long, though she supposed that was a hero's fortitude. As she began to adjust his feet to her settings though, she couldn't help but feel like she was forgetting something obvious. She could obsess over so many of the finer details that the larger picture remained forgotten from time to time, but she'd get him to admit it felt good soon enough. And a marvelous idea had just popped into her head.
Linka felt like his brain was being slow boiled in his skull, parts of what was going on starting to make sense as bits of his blonde hair turned bone white from the overwhelming shocks of pleasure, the understanding only fueling his excitement more as his cock turned red from exertion. He could feel it, every toe crunching, slimming, the nails polished as his callus marks faded under Purah's exquisite softness. Muscle was being squeezed and strained with every change, leading to a melting bulge of shed mass rising, Linkah's arches snapping, heels rounding to slenderness as the general shape of them fit heels more than his adventurer boots, the swollen rings of melting muscle and bone squeezed upwards as the pleasurable pressure continued, massaging his ankles thin, melting so much adventure honed muscle into thin, curving splendor.
He wanted it, more white spilling down his cheeks, his cock desperately trying to cum as his calves curved, his knees feeling Purah pinch a slider as they angled together as the rings hit his thighs. Something burst then, that want for Purah's body become a need...
Lirah was being penetrated, not by the usual things but by his rings of shed muscle and Purah's intellect, both devestatingly effective as his lips silently mouthed blissful acceptance. Before even in his bound state he could at least spread his legs apart to avoid rubbing his mind numbingly tender groin, but he had shed so much muscle, his calves longer but oh so slim and all of it was being threaded into his thighs as subcutaneous fat. Even just the anatomy facts sparking in his brain were a turn on, Lirah understanding just how much work went into making this possible, his precious Purah particle runes a labor of love so she should show her thanks by giving into the upgrade like a good little boy shouldn't... he?
Lurah grunted and gasped, drool splattering everywhere, his throat bulging as it fruitlessly tried to even elicit one iota of the raw ecstasy tearing his mind to shreds, only like muscle the more it shredded the stronger it sewed itself back together with pure Purah. His hair burst out fully white with a shock of red, eyes bleeding scarlet as he cried, feeling every ounce of muscle pump into his thighs as they squeezed around his Shiekah locked cock, his balls full of every last cell of his male presenting genome as the fluid began to fizzle and shift inside. It was unbearable, Lurah needing release, needing to be completed, not caring about his former self only able to focus on the change, the upgrade, the experiment.
Purah was more focused on her slate fiddling with her captive's body, wondering what it would take to break her cute Linky's spirit and scream. She had tried messing with his ass for a while, sliding the toggle up and up as she heard the now standard jiggle of metal and wood, raspy, tortured groans the only noises he made instead of the mind melting acceptance she was supposed to achieve. Well she'd just throw it all at him, zeroing in on his groin as she programmed his cum, ready to open the floodgates.
"Alright Linky if this won't make you give I might just have to go back to the drawing board. I'm glad I picked such a resilient subject to be my trial run."
Linky? Oh yes that's right he was supposed to be L-Linky. Ooh~ Linky's cock felt so good. Er, his own cock. Fuck he couldn't think, just fantasizing the moment he could let it all out and become Purah, all those shreds of self still floating around her identity, unwilling to leave till he had a proper release for them. He really had to focus to even summon enough self awareness to want to struggle, some of Linky's adorable resistance only giving the Purah parts precious data on how best to convert and corrupt, both voices squealing internally as their hips were roughly spread and shrunk, their body truly customizable as the Linky part fizzed in their brain, unable to handle his ass cheeks swelling to near bursting, Purah replaying his own fantasies of her thick thighs rubbing against his cock, her ass rubbing his lap only missing her tight red panty-"
"...! ...! ..! .! .......!!!!!"
Lurah's gasps rose a nearly imperceptible interval as thick sludgy cum gushed out her cock. No not cum, liquid pantyhose, red, sheer silk gushing out as the original Purah enjoyed messing with the carbon structure of the former seed, her copy blissfully cumming out loads as her eyes slanted seductively. All of the arms were adding to her pleasure, digging into her plump thighs, roughly scraping against her ass as the pantyhose spilled over her twitching legs, pure bliss painting the former hero's face as she panted like a bitch in heat, her cock spewing load after load till her shriveled balls nestled tightly against her cock, puffs of hot air torturously spasming out her dick as it tried to resolve a need it couldn't satisfy, not with its current structure anyways…
Purah was about ready to give up on the spot, unsure how anyone could still not be screaming their head off in praise of her perfection, her body a work of art she had spent decades perfecting and finalizing. She was certain no one could resist perfection especially with how many endorphins she knew her Purah particles could release, a few on the field tests leaving her a sopping wet mess after just half a minute of them at full strength. And then she was splattered, Purah pulling her eyes from the screen as she watched her adorable Linky's face twisting in ecstasy, his eyes already a perfect copy of hers, his brows smoothing inwards as she watched his cock run dry as it slathered his lower half in her pantyhose. And her obvious mistake came to light.
"Of course! Oh how silly of me Linky, and here I was expecting you to scream for me when half the reason I enjoy talking with you is your inability to talk back."
The 'hero' hardly seemed aware of her chatter, bucking frantically, the Purahfication frustratingly slow as the original flipped through her menus, Link's master sword a bright red as it was squeezed ruthlessly by Purah's thighs, his balls aching to slip inside and be Purahfied.
"Here we go Linky~! Now how does it feel to be-"
"FUUUUCK AHHHN AHHH GAHHHHHD OHH YESSS PLEASE PURAAAAH M-HAAAAAKE ME PUUUURAAAAAH~! AHHH AHHHHN I NEEEEED MOOOOORE~!"
It was such a small change, just a tingle in her throat as it slimmed, the chords twisting ever so slightly, reconnecting in just the right spots... Purah nearly dropped the slate at the sudden onslaught of the silent hero's slurred screams. It seemed like she had missed his entire mental conversion from the desperate wailing, which was rather a shame. She only really had a forwards button for Purahfication, no way to undo it. At least her calculations were accurate and it seemed no one could resist her perfection.
"Aww is there no more Linky in there? I wanted to hear him beg for it."
"JUUUUUHSSSSST DOOOO IIIIIT AHHHHLREADY~! AHHHN AHH I AHHLREADY CUHHHMMED HIS BRAINS OUT! D-HOOO YOU WANT ME T-HOOOO CUHHHM OURS OUT- HYAAAAAHN~!"
"Well I can't fault me for wanting to finish one experiment and move onto the next."
Linky's face had already turned into hers with no alterations needed, one of the hands styling his hair as another two began restyling his clothes. She decided to be merciful and start below, grabbing the slider for his cock. Even that seemed to be more than what her emerging clone could handle, Purah imagining the micro wiggles of her finger on it causing her cock to rapidly pull in and out in an endless wave of fucking, though they could study that later as she dragged the slider all the way down.
"YESSS YES OHHH YESSS LINKY K-HEEEEP GOOOOOING~!"
Purah couldn't get enough of how incredible it felt as the hero's mastersword collapsed inside itself, fucking her in ways she never felt, though she had postulated while programming the male to female progressions of her experiment. Still as was often the case, on the field, hand on experience made her theories pale in comparison. It was truly the most thorough fucking she had ever felt, and she had had plenty of wild years to experiment and oh so many machines to tinker on when she was especially bored and horny. None felt even half as good as her tip's pancaking split as it sunk, fucking itself as her inverting cock ribbed itself, carving and forming her pussy as the whole thing finished with a mind shatteringly powerful POP, Purah cumming as her nipples puffed up.
Even without the slate's sliders there was already too much Purah genetic material to stop, all the sliders moving at once as Purah felt her former balls finish their inversion, pumping further perfection inside. Her shoulders and sides were sinking, her nipples inflating, one final, glorious push all that stood between herself and perfection.
"Bye bye Linky~ and hello Purah."
Her clone was a quivering mess, her innards gurgling as clear cum spilled down her thighs, the arms hugging tighter as her sides shivered and shrank. It sounded incredible, her own voice reaching registers previously unheard by her, the scientist feeling aroused at her mirrored pleasure as her twin's breasts began to surge in churning spurts of condensed muscle and mass. It was like her entire upper half was being sucked into her breasts, everything trembling as the sliders were forced to Purah's measurements, her muscled arms slimming, her face an unsightly mess of drool and tears as every last ounce of muscle in her core was sucked into her massive, swinging breasts.
"So Linky, how was it?"
Her twin gave a satisfied moan, the various hands letting go as they grabbed her newly finished coat, one set wiping off her sweat and cum as they dressed her.
"Oh Linky was such a joy to fuck. You should have heard his adorable mental moans, though admittedly the urge to become me was so strong I had to extend his conversion inside the poor thing. Being us is just too good Purah."
Purah jotted down her twin's notes wondering if they should sacrifice efficiency for enjoyment since she definitely wanted to relish in conversion. She supposed she was just too good, though she did notice her new twin already busy at work, smirking as she had her various arms mix together a few runes and crumble them down into a black paste, dipping her hands into it before pulling them out as a pair of skintight gloves.
"Of course being the genius I am and how many Purah particles are inside me, why I couldn't help but get inspired."
"Oh? And what do those do Purah?"
"Purah! What the hell have you done? I've seen you tinkering with MY Guardians. What nonsense are you up to? And furthermore the triforce gauge's readings are doing something bizarre! I know one of your half baked research must have had a part in- Eh?"
The aged Sheikah scientist rubbed his eyes, Robbie unsure why he was seeing double, unable to connect the mix of fluids and splatters of red on the floor with the discarded hero gear in the corner, the former Linky grinning at the opportunity for a live demonstration.
"Observe."
"Now listen here you second rate- GNNF?!"
Purah turned on her lab's cameras, intrigued as her twin forcefully clapped her hands around Robbie's face, the scientist struggling as she squeezed. At first all Purah could notice were a series of rather disgusting crunches. Sure she had said she wanted to kill that conceited ass of a scientist plenty, but it was all just talk before, nothing serious. But then she noticed how much thicker his hair was, his face so much shinier, her twin showing off as she scrunched his cheeks smoother, pinching his lips thicker as his eyes grew thick with red makeup.
"Oh what a marvelous idea Purah!"
She didn't want to be left out, dipping her hands in the spare concoction, a cursory reflection on the types of runes blended into it helping her realize it was a transmitter for her body's natural Purah Particles, the substance tingling as the microneedles in its structure allowed for an easy transfer to anything they touched. His stubby body was flailing, small spots where Purah had touched while he struggled in her grip making aged wrinkles flatten, Purah watching as a perfect copy of her face groaned atop his body, clearly flushed.
"What kindaaa~ cockamamie research arKFF Nggaaah~!"
It only took a squeeze to fix his voice, Purah running her hands down his waist before pulling at his hips.
"Oh you wouldn't believe me if I told you since my research is so flawed. Let's just skip to the conclusion."
Her twin was right, this was so much more fun as an option, his stunted form so much fun to stretch like taffy, their hands sculpting and spreading Purah with every touch as they worked on his limbs, his tiny arms squeezed long and slender, his shouts turning distinctly to moans as she pulled on his tiny feet, his legs bursting with length and girth as she ran her hands up spreading curves.
Of course he begged them to stop, but he never listened to them when they were his superiors so why should they listen to him now? Besides his complaints were noticeably slipping into resistant enjoyment as Purah tweaked his nipples, spanked his ass, both swelling as they enjoyed the way his cries rose to pleads before resolving into ecstatic agreement. From then it was all just more fun as they groped her swelling breasts, cracking his hunched back as the curve inverted, much like his balls once Purah gave them a poke, ancient seed gushing to the floor as their new triplet shrieked, squeezing her thighs together as she pawed at a spot below her belly button, her core pulsing as it sucked in her cock, the third Purah groaning as she collapsed to the floor in utter bliss.
"Well was our research sufficient for you now?"
She cooed for a few moments, a few aftershock orgasms running through her as she slowly worked back to her feet, the mechanical arms already dressing her in a copy.
"It depresses me to know I used to be that bothersome subordinate, but his Guardian research will be useful at least. But it was so dry I could only half enjoy the conversion. I don't suppose Josha is around here is she? I could wash away that dreadful taste with some more Purah before we get started..."
"Alright let's finally figure out the pleasure coefficient. Are our test subjects ready?"
A few Purahs nodded, the modified guardians holding two struggling captives, one a Yiga clan member, the other a Bokoblin, both bound in two of their many altered guardians. Each had four Purahs around with slates out taking notes.
"Yes Purah."
"Wonderful lets commence test number... which was it?"
"I believe in the 50's?"
"It auto names them anyways. Begin!"
Sure it was fun to physically convert by hand, but that could be after they had the leisure for fun. So many factors had to be accounted for first. Smallest sample that could cause irreversible Purahfication, pleasure limits to not cause a host to expire, mental resistance. Right now they were testing the limits with a sheikahoid of minimal intelligence and a rather disappointing fake princess Zelda who had been stripped of their disguise and prostrated before them, bound up as the androgynous masked figure cursed them out.
It didn't last long, the M.P.U.'s(Mobile Purahfying Units[former guardians{name needs less notes}]) glowing red as they injected identical amounts of Purah Particles, the two of near identical body mass. Both captives immediately began to shriek though the Bokoblin seemed the most immediately pleased.
"It appears both subjects are male, even though one of them sure enjoyed pretending to be a princess," scolded an annoyed Purah, who lost their bet as a clear bulge pressed against the Yiga clan bodysuit.
"Our clAHHN w-wOhhn't stand for this! We will hunt every one of y-OOOH~ AHH AH DOOOooown and-"
Purah tapped a button and a gag was forcefully applied on the bothersome subject's mouth.
"Quiet subject 156 we're trying to take notes here."
It was already plenty loud from the slobbering bellows and grunts coming from the shifting Bokoblin, its scratchy red skin peeling to cream in some spots, shedding into pantyhose in others.
Its cries were growing less scratchy by the second, its wide ears shrinking, snout folding in as its neck thinned drastically. White hair sprouted from it's softening skull in waves, its warbled grunts gradually humanizing as fangs grinded down to human teeth, curled back lips plumping as its wide head crunched to a much more refined shape as the Purahs moved away from its shifting body's natural expulsions. It was their first test on a non humanoid, they wondered what its first words would be, if it could even fathom what it was going through. With that said its mouth shrank, its nose shrunken and sunken from half its face to a dainty button as its blue eyes widened to scarlet, sheikah pupils as it screamed its first words.
"YESSSS OHH OH YES MORE! PURAAAAAH~! WAHHHNT TOOOOOO BEEE PURAAAAAH~!"
It was hardly surprising, and sure enough its body followed its mind quickly. Its spindly body bulged, fat bursting in its chest, the peaks of them growing nipples as its taloned blunt fingers spasmed and split. Its legs were already thicker in the thighs, but rather than awkward trunks they kicked and flailed into curved beauties, her pantyhose molding them perfectly into Purah's own sensual legs. It seemed to love Purahdom, wiggling its toes as they separated into five, each crunch of bone and slimming of its form accompanied by a loud shriek of bliss, more words entering its vocabulary by the orgasm as it spread its legs wide, its soiled loincloth spreading into a skirt as the tiny nub of its genitals puckered inside with a loud slurp as the new Purah felt herself all over.
"Ohh e-excellent mmm~ yes so much new data so much more awareness mmm~ must spread must ahh~ ah ah..."
Her lab coat was quickly draped over her, a copy of her glasses slotted over her features as she adjusted it, clearing her throat as the excitement died down.
"Well as you can see it should be easy to convert the monsters too, now how goes our other subject?"
"This one's a lot more interesting Purah, take a look."
She stepped out of the MPU and watched, the Yiga's body a shifting mess of curves bulging and flattening, their frustrated moans muffling out even through the gag. A few of the Purahs were smirking at the sight as breasts surged and flattened, their crotch leaking as fluids thinned and thickened, every time it pulled in a forceful clenching of his thighs made it push back out.
"I knew it was more than just a disguise! It's magic!"
"Stop patting yourself on the back Purah half of us thought it was likely we're just making sure how to fine tune our runes to avoid counters before we put our MPU's on free roam."
"Purah's please lets focus on the experiment alright?"
Slowly but surely the struggling Yiga clan member was reverting more and more, slithers of white receding back up the edges of his mask, his cock only sinking a quarter of its length as his moans became more forceful, cocky sounding, the Purah in charge rolling her eyes as she opened up her Slate's settings.
"Alright cranking up three steps. We have the lower boundary, lets test the upper."
All of a sudden the confident grunts were a lot more panicked, the almost reverted Yiga clan member thrashing in his restraints as Purah relished the slow cranking of the knob. He made quite the sight, the added intensity already bearing fruit. Her breasts erupted out, causing the metal chest clasps to burst as he struggled, only able to make them recede down to small bumps, his mask flying loose from the intensity of his bucking form as the Purahs all furiously took notes.
"NNGGHHBAGGHHGRAHHANNGHHAAA~!"
His robes were shedding from the hastening bulge of Purah's physique, the red robes breaking at the hips, the sleeves tearing off as the hands tightened his bindings. All the Purah's watched as his resistance faltered, more of his body becoming a lost pause as his hair permanently poofed out white, his face twisting to Purah's in intense concentration. His feet flailed, shrinking down as his thighs shrank less and less, his torn Yiga robes making nice pantyhose as his cock increasingly let out clear streams, his tiny beestings trembling as they swelled to b cups. He was really trying, the magic resisting as hard as it could as his core shook like a slime in an earthquake, his nipples threatening to burst at any second.
"Impressive. One more tick should do it."
CLICK
"GAHHHHN~!"
His core vacuum sealed curvy, breasts bursting out as he thrust madly against nothing, his now panty clad bulge dwindling down with every shake. So little was left of 'him' now his face squeezing tight as his cock thrust back out one more time. Bright yellow eyes spasmed open as the bindings tightened, one of the smaller bulges popping in and not returning. 'He' gurgled in the bindings, his eyes darkening orange, a look of dreamy pleasure as her other ball popped. Her whole shaft trembled. She gave a sharp gasp, her eyes dying redder and redder as her shaft imploded in messy, quivering lengths.
"Here it comes girls."
Her body quaked once, twice, her eyes a burning scarlet her moan quivering from resistant to the depths of bliss as they rolled upwards, her panties flattening with a final wet SCHLICK!
The gathering of Purahs left their new sister gagged and moaning in the machine, cranking it up to max as they went over their notes.
"Seems like it's 8.53 for the equation so now we can properly set them to roam about."
"And we know those Yiga miscreants won't be able to resist either."
"Yes, though we need to add more scan upgrades. Some of them pretend to be trees."
"It really is a shame she wasn't Zelda though that'd be most of the tri force."
All the Purahs nodded, grumbling as they let the pleasured cries of the faker relieve their annoyance.
After all it was still uncertain what'd happen once that power got fully Purahfied. Perhaps the gods who granted it would be next to change, and from there all the land would at once erupt in an orgasmic wave of Purahdom as they became free to remake things in their image. Or maybe nothing would and they'd just continue doing it the slow way. Either way they were excited to find out as their many converted guardians activated, ready to perfect the land into their perfect Purah kingdom…
