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Hylian Milk Maid Ch. 2
🕑 Added 2021-12-09 18:43:21 +0000 UTCA Royal visit was a big deal for the Lon Lon Ranch. Even if Malon didn’t have a sexy surprise planned for the Princess of Hyrule, it wouldn’t do for such an important visitor to come to the Ranch and see only a muddy barn, unswept walks, and dirty animals. This had to make an impression. And Malon was a proud woman, someone who knew that Princess Zelda may have been a cut above her in social class (maybe… several cuts), but Malon was still the girl who won the Hero. Even with everything she and Link had planned for the Princess, Malon was going to give her a good first impression! Which meant giving the whole place a touchup and a fresh coat of paint.
And through it all, she relied a lot on Link.
“Alright,” she said as soon as he came down from the ladder after hanging all the flower boxes, “We’re almost out of time, so you’ve got to go get changed-”
“Changed?” Link raised an eyebrow, “Wait… you don’t mean-”
“If you are not in your tunic when the Princess gets here, so help me!”
But Link laughed, knowing when it was and wasn’t time to cross his girlfriend. Yes, Malon liked the sight of her boyfriend in the workmanlike clothes of a ranch hand, but the green tunic and cap of the Forest was essential for this visit. Malon was making the Ranch look as attractive as possible, and she wanted Link to look the part of the dashing hero as well. For Link, his green tunic was just what everyone (apparently) wore in the haunted death forest he came from, but to the women of Hyrule… it was a hero’s look. A “start swooning” look, a “panties getting moist” look, and Malon wanted to put Zelda in a particular mood to help sell her on the idea of becoming one of Farmer Link’s milk cows.
But as Link left to get changed, Malon still had a final sweep of the Ranch to conduct. Everything had to be just perfect for Zelda’s visit, and Malon’s critical eye saw to that. It also gave her some time to just think about their plan. Malon had first brought it up as just bedroom talk, a way to drive her man wild, but Malon was also a lot smarter than people gave her credit for. Princess Zelda was a friend of hers from childhood, a friendship, like her friendship with Link, that was tragically interrupted by the trauma of Ganondorf’s invasion. By the time Malon next saw her friend, she’d grown up into a beautiful Princess… and one whose face was lined with care for all her subjects.
The dark times had been a trial for all of Hyrule, but Zelda had borne it with a royal grace and serenity that may have fooled her court, but Malon immediately picked up how exhausted she was, how burdened she was, and… how lonely she was. It had made Malon wonder if maybe she had been selfish to keep the Hero of Hyrule for herself, if having someone in her life to share the burden wouldn’t help her keep moving forward.
...but Malon wasn’t a child anymore who let those sorts of concerns get in the way of her happiness. She’d gotten the Hero first, she’d been the one who gave him an actual reward for saving her (that is, she put out), and she wasn’t letting go. But bringing Zelda into this kinky game might have more than just a way to show Link he had the best girlfriend ever. It might even be something she could do to help her friend, the lonely girl in the castle, smile even in hard times.
But Malon heard the sound of horses, and not any of the Ranch’s horses. The Princess had arrived.
Rushing to the gates of the Ranch, Malon had to wonder where Link was. He always dawdled on work like this, but she’d get on his case for that later. Right now, the Princess’s carriage had arrived and Malon had to present herself as the door opened and the very image of Hylian womanhood in a gorgeous royal gown presented herself. In the sunlight… yeah, Malon had to admit: Zelda was hot. Malon was definitely able to see why Link always got so randy when Malon suggested a threesome.
“Princess Zelda!” Malon said, giving a long, respectful bow to the Princess, “You honor us with your presence at our humble ranch.” But as she rose up from her bow, Malon did not miss how the Princess’s eyes went wide. Because Malon also looked hot.
“Malon! You look… well...” Zelda said, her extensive etiquette training clearly struggling with the sight of Malon’s magically enhanced chest. She’d gotten so used to them that she’d almost forgotten—now that she’d adjusted her shirts so she no longer had to worry about buttons shooting off—that she had a very impressive pair now, two damn fine milkjugs that proudly bounced on her prow.
Making the Princess struggle not to stare awakened something surprisingly warm in Malon’s loins. In her roleplay with Link, she’d certainly imagined how it might feel to see the Princess’s elegant body naked before her, or to feel those soft, aristocratic hands wrap around one of Malon’s teats, but now that she could feel Zelda’s incredulous eyes on her body… Malon felt very… very sexy as she made a point to roll her shoulders back and push her chest forward.
“And you look so… so princess-y!” she cheered, giving a little hop to let her tits wobble and bounce invitingly. “But I would feel terrible if I kept you waiting out here with pleasantries while I could be offering you the best of the Ranch’s produce! We have some truly exquisite cheese and fresh Cucco eggs that I’ve made some truly incredible dishes with!”
“And the new milk?” Zelda asked, failing to hide her eagerness at the prospect of drinking more. She might even get a chance to drink straight from the tap if she was a good girl, but for now, Malon was pleased to see that Zelda found her milk as tasty and invigorating as Malon and Link did.
She also wondered what Zelda’s would taste like...
“My Princess!”
Ah, but this was the moment Malon had been planning for. Link showed himself, looking undeniably a Hero as he strolled forward, a dazzling smile on his face as he saw his close friend, the woman he’d saved Hyrule alongside, but Malon’s eyes weren’t focused on her (incredible hunk of a) boyfriend. They were discreetly keeping an eye on Zelda, seeing how the Princess’s eyes went wide to drink in as much Link as she could.
Oh yeah, she had the hots for Malon’s boyfriend. And while that would usually trigger a sharp spur of jealousy in Malon, right now, all she could think about was what the Princess would look like once she’d heard that there was a way to indulge her lusts. A most fun, and also, profitable way they could both be happy. With Zelda’s eyes completely locked to Link’s physique, Malon had no reason to conceal the grin, wicked and wild, that grew upon her face.
LINE BREAK ZELDA
He seemed to grow more handsome every time Zelda saw him.
It wasn’t fair. It just… wasn’t fair! She was the Princess of Hyrule! She had saved the day alongside him and normally that meant that she would reward the Hero with a kiss and then things would happen and she’d be Queen with a green-clad King at her side. And… in her bed! Because it seemed that Malon wanted to really make Zelda think about that during their visit from the way she practically draped herself on Link. And with her- her- her ridiculous, huge boobs squashing against him, it was practically indecent!
She’d always been… been bustier than Zelda was but now she was just… just obscene!
Zelda was starting to wonder if this trip to the Ranch had been a mistake, if it would only awaken all her jealousies and leave her even more frustrated when she went back to her regular frustrations at the Castle. But then… she’d catch Link’s eyes and gaze deep into their blue depths, see the easy smile on his face, and lose all track of time. He just… had this hold on her, this way of utterly captivating her that made Zelda forget all about being Royalty, about the burdens of her duties, about everything.
But… continuing down that line of thought led to problems and Zelda wasn’t going to entertain that. So instead, she focused on the food. Malon was right: even in Castle Town, Zelda couldn’t get anything as good as a farm-fresh meal, but… but she did notice, as she took a sip of milk, that while it was good… it didn’t awaken a wild, overpowering desire to drink her fill like the special milk Link had dropped off did.
“I see the dairy farm’s doing well,” she said, hoping to discreetly bring up the topic, “Link left me a gift of one of your new products—has that been going well?”
Malon just gave Link a sly look and a mysterious smile. “I think it’s been going very well,” she said as Link blushed, “And we’re hoping to expand, soon!”
Trying to deny the tingle between her thighs at the thought of more of that addictively delicious milk, Zelda raised an eyebrow at Malon’s words. “Well, I certainly hope it’s a successful venture. The sample I received was...” she suddenly blushed as she realized that she wasn’t sure what word to describe it without giving up how she really felt after she drank it. Lying back in the royal bed, thinking of what might have happened if she hadn’t missed Link’s visit, if she’d shared a glass with him, the two of them finding their long-buried feelings awakened as he took her, her fingers pistoning away as she imagined him pinning her on the mattress, his weight on her-
“It was very good,” she said, realizing she’d let her words trail off while she thought- oh, she thought the most mortifying things about her host’s boyfriend! She was the worst, truly the worst, and Zelda felt terrible that she was just- just like this!
But Malon and Link were unaware of her inner turmoil. Or, at least, if they were aware (Nayru’s guidance told her how foolish it was to think they could read her mind, but to little effect) they were, at least, graciously not drawing attention to it.
“Would you like to see our operation?” Malon asked, “It’s a very exciting process we’re using to get truly delicious milk!”
“Of- of course!” Zelda answered too quickly, trying to pretend she hadn’t been imagining what Link looked like under his tunic.
As they led her to the barn, Zelda forced herself to note that Link and Malon seemed to have a good relationship. The little touches, the easy familiarity they had with one another, the subtle signs that they were in a loving, supportive relationship, that they… really did care for one another. It just didn’t make sense for her to put herself between them. She had to sacrifice her feelings once more, for the good of all, and put aside her crush.
Link was explaining the work they’d put into rebuilding the Ranch after Ingo’s negligence as Malon opened the barn door. Zelda’s senses, so used to the perfumed and elegant world of Courtly life, was briefly overwhelmed by the raw, earthy scent of the barn. It didn’t smell foul, Link and Malon were quite obviously conscientious and dutiful ranchers, but it was a barn, and it certainly smelled like one. They led her into it, and Zelda was briefly struck by the sense that she was in a place that was the complete opposite of where she normally dwelt and how… how much she could marvel at the contrast.
But that would come later. Malon was eagerly talking about increasing milk production and plans to expand the herd as she opened a stall door to show...
The stall was empty.
Zelda turned around, confused. “There’s… no cow?”
Malon grinned. “Oh, I don’t know if I’d say there’s no cow, but the milk’s a lot more special than you might realize. I think you could use a demonstration, though, so, Link?”
As Zelda’s eyes turned back to Link, she saw he had the Ocarina of Time in his hands. That the milk had involved some magic shouldn’t have surprised Zelda, but that the Ocarina could do… anything related to milk didn’t answer where the cow was?
But as soon as she heard the music… something changed inside Zelda. She was caught upon the rhythm, hearing the soft, pastoral notes that spoke of something so… rural and free and natural that Zelda felt like a cloud in the sky, just freely drifting away on the musical breeze, her worries just slipping away as she imagined herself in a placid meadow, lazily watching the cows, happy, docile cows who only needed to graze and fill their bellies, letting the farmer take care of everything and feeling his strong hands milk-
Zelda’s eyes blinked open in surprise as she realized… her dress suddenly felt very tight. Malon had a wide smile on her face, her eyes glancing down at the source of Zelda’s tightness, and as Zelda followed her gaze, she realized… Malon’s boobs had grown bigger. Because Zelda’s were growing right now, straining the delicate fabric of her dress and… and… and…
She could see, she could feel the wet spots made by… by her nipples… she was…
She was lactating. Like a cow.
That thought hit her like a bomb, her eyes shooting wide as her bucolic fantasy came back with a vengeance. Her hands unconsciously raised to her breasts, some effort to relieve the pressure she was feeling, only to discover that her breasts felt so very sensitive at the touch that she couldn’t help but start mashing them with her hands, pawing at herself until she realized she’d pulled her ti- pulled her breasts from her dress and let them spill out. Goddesses of the Triforce! She was topless in front of two people, milky droplets beading on her nipples and Link could-
Link could see it all. And as he stopped playing the Ocarina, Zelda could see that his eyes were locked on her tits, on her big, milky tits, and he… he approved.
“Link has a magic song that makes you feel really, really good,” Malon giggled, “And it makes your boobs all milky and fun! And you know what it really makes you wanna do?”
Zelda could only pant in reply. She knew it. She knew what she wanted. She wanted it so badly that she couldn’t even put it into words.
“It makes you wanna get milked like a cow.”
Zelda gasped as she heard it. Her tongue lolled from her mouth. It felt too… thick and useless to talk anymore, and that made sense. Cows didn’t talk. People talked. Cows…
“Mooooo!”
Mooing immediately rewarded Zelda with a wave of pleasure, enough to leave her eyes rolling as she submitted to her animal instincts. Toppling onto her hands and knees, she looked up at the humans who- who looked down upon her! Yes! She was- was just a cow and they were people.
“Wow,” Malon marveled, though not letting her surprise distract her from freeing Zelda from her needlessly confining clothes, “Someone really likes being a cow.”
“Moo!” Zelda cheerfully replied, feeling so much better as Malon undressed her, her naked skin exposed to the air like a cow should be.
Cows didn’t have to fret about matters of state, didn’t worry about a court that was always asking her to think about marriage. Cows didn’t have to be perfect every moment of their lives, they just had to… just had to give milk and that was it. Her big heavy udders were swelling with sweet, delicious milk and it would feel so good to give it all to Link and it would feel extra-double good to feel him take it.
A pail was placed beneath her and a stool was pulled up. Zelda realized she was in a stall, naked and kneeling in hay, a world away from being a Princess and she loved it. She realized that Malon was beside her only when she felt her slender, delicate fingers wrap around her nipple, which made her whimper. She’d been hoping it would be Link who milked her.
“See, you wrap your fingers around the teat like this,” she explained, “and then you firmly squeeze downward like-”
Zelda suddenly gasped, her earlier objections immediately forgotten, as she felt the pressure release as a spray of white milk spattered in the bucket beneath her. Oh, it felt good! So good, and she wanted more!
“And then you alternate, like this, zha, zha, zha, zha,” she hummed along as she pulled squirt after squirt of milk from Zelda’s udders. She felt so- so degraded being used as a teaching instrument, but she could only feel degraded as a Princess. A cow didn’t care if she was being used to teach someone how to milk her. All that mattered was that she was being milked. “Now you try!”
A thin whimper rose up from Zelda as Malon’s fingers left her teats, but she immediately felt Link’s comforting hands gently massage her back and calm her down. “Don’t worry, Zel,” he said, looking her in the eye and making her so fucking horny, “I’m gonna take good care of you.”
And as his fingers, rough and powerful, used to carrying a sword in battle, wrapped around her teats, Zelda knew he absolutely would. When he began to milk her, she cried out in a loud, strong MOOOOOOO as her pussy clenched and gushed, her arousal building to heights she’d never reached before!
“See?” Malon said, “That’s much better, and I’m sure our cow appreciates a strong hand milking her.”
Zelda’s lowing was more a moan of naked arousal, but she was far too horny from Link’s touch to focus on anything else. As tug after tug at her teats released the pressure behind her nipples, Zelda’s eyes rolled in pleasure. She’d never experienced anything like this, no amount of self-pleasure could compare. It wasn’t just the sensation of Link’s strong, manly hands on her magically swollen and sensitive tits, it was that he was so rough with her! He’d always treated her with the utmost respect, even when they’d only been children, the first time she’d met him when he’d snuck into the Castle to find her, he looked upon her with a humbled awe that she would see again when she revealed herself once more a decade later.
But Link didn’t see her as a Princess right now. There was no awe or respect or even the faintest regard he might owe a person. She was an animal, a dumb cow who was little more than his property. He didn’t value her, he valued the rich, creamy milk she was filling his pail with, and she couldn’t help but moo in pleasure that she produced lots. She was a good cow, a very good cow, who didn’t think or talk or do anything but make lots and lots of milk for her owners!
“She’s doing such a good job,” Malon gushed, which made Zelda gush as well, “I had no idea she’d be this taken with being our milk cow! I think… I think she deserves a big, sexy reward, doesn’t she, Link?”
Link paused in his milking, which Zelda would have objected to, except… except the promise of a reward was making her a little cross-eyed, her dripping pussy so sensitive to the air behind it and begging to get filled. But… Princess pussy wasn’t something that could be so carelessly taken by-
“I think our milk cow needs to get bred.”
Zelda gasped, an oh fuck of sudden and potent arousal and it was so hard to think when she was horny and milky and mooing!
But Link didn’t let her just succumb to her instincts. “Zelda, do you...” his words were soft and compassionate, heavy with the meaning of what he was really asking as he looked her in the eyes and asked, “Do you want this?”
She blinked. With rational, human thought re-engaged, Zelda was forced to think this through. Her virginity was literally an asset of the state. Her royal womb was something to be bartered, traded, and negotiated as part of her marriage arrangements, just another line in a treaty that agreed upon trade routes and military obligations. But thinking about it that way… what did Zelda care? If she was condemned to be property either way, then how could she even pretend to have a concern for it! She wanted to be Link’s property!
She looked up to him with lust-clouded eyes, her Hero, her friend, her… her owner. It wasn’t even in question as she lowed, “Breed me, Link… breed your cow and make her milky all the time!”
“That’s an order from the Princess,” Malon chuckled, giving Zelda a slap on the ass, “So get to it!” But then she gave Zelda a hungry look as she began to unbutton her shirt, reminding Zelda of the two wet patches soaking through the white fabric, a sign that she was also affected by the Ocarina’s power. “And while he’s breeding you, cow, I think it’s time I got milked, too.”
Big creamy orbs topped by happy pink nipples, beading with sweet milk, consumed all of Zelda’s vision. And with it, came the reminder of where that delicious, delicious special milk came from. She could smell the rich, sweet scent of pleasure itself, and Zelda’s instincts told her to seek pleasure without thinking, so she swiftly latched onto Malon’s teat and started draining her as greedily as she could!
Her first taste exploded on her tongue, her lips immediately suckling even harder as she wanted more, and more, and more tasty milk! It electrified her, made her pussy feel so-
Zelda gasped out as she felt Link’s cock press against her slippery pussy. Milk spilled from her mouth, dribbling down her chin as she cried out in surprise and then pleasure as his cock simply pushed right into her. She was so wet ‘n horny, she gave up no resistance as Link started fucking her. With a low moo of pleasure, she sloppily took Malon’s nipple back in her mouth as she chugged even more milk from Malon while her pussy begged Link for his milk as well!
Guzzling milk from Malon’s teat, Zelda found thinking impossible as all thoughts got washed away in creamy, white waves of milk. All that mattered was pleasure and sucking, pleasure and getting fucked, pleasure and being a good cow, her owners telling her what to do and taking care of her. Link’s cock pistoned in and out of her pussy, his strong hands gripping her hips tightly as he took her, Malon’s big, milk-laden tits invited her to switch from one nipple to another to get more of that sweet, delicious milk. Zelda simply found herself overwhelmed by bliss and she let it carry her away. Link thrust into her, smushing her face into Malon’s tit, letting milk spill down her mouth and Malon’s big boobies. She swallowed a mouthful of milk, the rich, delicious cream filling her belly as it lit a fire in her pussy, that was answered by Link’s big cock!
Caught between the couple, all Zelda could think about was how good it was to be a cow! She just had to drink Malon’s milk and get fucked by Link’s dick and get milked and bask in pleasure in her stall! It was so good to be a cow, so good- so- so-
With a groan Link released into her pussy and Zelda’s mind exploded in pleasure. Collapsing on the ground, her face pressed into a puddle of milk-soaked straw, she felt like a dirty, low-born animal cumming her brains out as her farmer had her bred. And she loved it, loved it, loved it! Loved it so much that she just couldn’t stop cumming even as Link pulled out of her. He just kept- they both kept- t-they were calling her a good cow and she- she- she-
She was a good cow! She was- she was-
“Moooooooooooo,” she proclaimed in a low, happy, exhausted moan.
LINE BREAK LINK
There were many joys that came with living on the Lon Lon Ranch, some more easy and pastoral, others insane feats of unbelievable eroticism, but they were all balanced out by the harsh reality of working on a dairy farm. Link, never an early riser, now had to be up before the crack of dawn to take care of the cows and get the first milking of the day in. Which was a lot less fun with the actual cows instead of the two girls who were now quite addicted to the magical song that made their boobs swell with milk.
But today, today Link didn’t even mind. Because as he carried a bucket with him into the barn, he didn’t mind that the sun wasn’t even up yet when he had to pull himself out of bed and from his girlfriend’s loving arms, because the universe had done him a solid. Some kind of cosmic reward from the Goddesses, some accidental wish on the Triforce, Link didn’t have a clue, but as he peered into the stall where the Princess of Hyrule was blissfully curled up in the straw, he knew he was beyond blessed to get this in his life.
“Hey Zel,” he said, quietly as he slipped into her stall, seeing her sleepily rouse herself from her slumber.
Zelda had refused to join Malon and Link in the bedroom. At all. Cows didn’t belong in bedrooms, she’d explained. So they’d let her stay in the stall, with fresh hay and a warm blanket. Link had thought she’d quickly discover that it was one thing to play at being a cow, another thing entirely to spend a night in a stall, but every time he came to check on her, Zelda hadn’t seemed to mind whatsoever. If anything, she enjoyed it more, which Link was more than happy to provide for her.
Sitting down in the straw next to her, he gently stroked Zelda’s ears as the Princess lay her head in his lap. He’d never seen her so happy, even after they’d been victorious over Ganondorf, where she’d been alight with joy, but… Link could see the burdens already weighing on her mind. Here, she had no burdens, just a gentle placidity… and some other desires, made particularly clear as she began to nuzzle his groin.
“I brought you breakfast,” he said, holding up a bucket full of warm oatmeal. Pouring it into the trough, he saw the realization dawn on Zelda that she would get to further humiliate herself as she padded over to lower her face into it and lap up the oatmeal from the trough, all while Link patted and stroked her butt. He could see she was still dripping, and he almost had to laugh at how much she was into this.
Raising her head up from the trough, her cheeks smeared with oatmeal as made a cute, pathetic moo to indicate she’d eaten all her oats… but was still hungry as she gently nuzzled her face back against his groin.
“Well...” Link chuckled, “I guess you’ve earned yourself a treat...”
He certainly wasn’t going to object. Zelda lovingly engulfed his shaft as soon as he freed it from his clothing, hungrily sucking away for the rest of her breakfast. Link just sat back, stroking Zelda’s beautiful blonde hair, now tangled and flecked with pieces of straw, as she bobbed away on his dick. Link didn’t know if the divine Wisdom of Nayru herself gave Zelda guidance on her technique, but she certainly knew her way around-
“I thought I sent you to milk the cow, not the other way around.”
Glancing backwards, Link saw Malon leaning against a beam with a big smile on her face. Link never thought he’d have a girlfriend who would be smiling as another woman- as the Princess of Hyrule sucked and nuzzled at his cock, but Malon was a lot of things Link had never expected.
“She was still hungry,” he explained, feeling the tight suction of Zelda’s lips around the head of his dick.
Malon just shook her head. “You need to learn to toughen up if you’re gonna be a proper dairy farmer,” she said, “Epona’s just gotta give you those big eyes and you give her everything she wants! Carrots, sugar cubes… you’ve gotta be tough with the livestock, Link.”
Link shook his head. “You know me, I can never say no to an animal-” he was caught off guard, gasping as Zelda’s blowjob suddenly intensified, “B-but I think she’s earned a little treat. She certainly gave us plenty of milk last night!”
Malon came forward to scratch Zelda behind the ears. “She sure did… you’re gonna be a profitable cow for us, aren’t you?”
Link didn’t know what the business side of things in Malon’s plan would look like, but as he released in Zelda’s mouth, the once-dignified Princess of Hyrule eagerly gulping down his cum, he sure knew that, wherever it went, he was going to enjoy it.
