Link likes it BIG part 2

The land of Hyrule had become a decadent den of depravity, with unbridled lust ruling the day. Princess Zelda reclined on her throne, dressed in nothing but a thin silk robe, her ample breasts almost spilling out as she tugged at the ties. King Daltus, her fat, balding consort, knelt before her, eagerly worshipping her divine body.

Zelda gasped in delight as Daltus buried his face between her thighs, lapping at her dripping folds. “Yes, my pet, worship me,” she purred, fisting her hand in his greasy hair. “Praise your goddess with that filthy tongue!”

Daltus grunted in agreement, doubling his efforts. But soon, thoughts of his beautiful, untouched daughter, Princess Impa, flooded his mind – such a sweet, pure maiden, unlike her depraved mother. In a moment of madness, he raised his head. “My Queen,” he panted, “perhaps I should – ooofff!”

Zelda swiftly smashed her jeweled slipper into his face, knocking him out cold. She rolled her eyes. pathetic fool. Rising, she strode to the balcony and called out for the castle guards. “Sound the alarm! We’ve got a royal ass-fucking to attend to!”

The castle courtyard erupted into chaos as the guard formed three neat rows, asses raised and hands between their legs. Zelda strode out, leading a burly Centaur by the reins. The beast was already rutting furiously, its enormous purple cock unfurled to full size.

Completely naked save for her long golden hair and the ruby gem in her navel, Zelda mounted the Centaur. It whinnied and bucked as she guided its pulsing member to her dripping entrance. With a single thrust, it was buried to the hilt inside her. Zelda threw back her head and howled in ecstasy as the Centaur began thrusting.

The guards watched, transfixed, as the Centaur’s shadow loomed over the princess. It was soon joined by several more, as Zelda summoned forth Link and his crew of mercenaries. One by one, they took their place behind her, waiting for their turn. And Princess Zelda didn’t care if her daughter was watching it all…

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Meanwhile, in the castle dungeon, Impa cowered against the cold stone wall. tears streamed down her face as she watched his mother’s depraved orgy. She couldn’t believe the monster her mother had become!

But then, a noise at the cell door. It was Ganondorf, her tormentor, striding in. He grabbed Impa by the hair and dragged her to the center of the cell. “Look at you,” he sneered, groping her tight ass. “So pure, so untouched. Like a porcelain doll.” He ripped away her flimsy shift, revealing taut, nude flesh.

Impa sobbed. “Please, don’t! I’m begging you!” But it was no use. Ganondorf forced her to her knees, his massive cock out and throbbing, ready for abuse. “Get it nice and wet, you little slut,” he demanded, forcing it between her parted lips. “And if you even think about biting, I’ll gut you right where you kneel.”

The enforcer continued his abuse as the events in the throne room took a detestable turn. Zelda’s massive Centaur was tiring of its exertions. It needed something more. And there, in the courtyard, was the perfect treat: Princess Zelda’s own daughter, Impa!

Ganondorf laughed cruelly as he slurped Impa’s pussy without mercy, sliding two long fingers into her virgin hole. She squirmed and whimpered, tears pouring down her face. The pig couldn’t believe Zelda’s decadence and utter lack of care for her daughter was so evident