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FanFiction - Link's Milky Fate (2)

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Night is upon us.

Somewhere out in Termina Fields, fearsome monsters are awakening to the howls of Wolfos.

The residents of Clock Town are flocking into their homes, feasting before soon sleeping.

A cold chill blows down from Snowhead Mountain threatening to freeze lost explorers.

But no sound entered Milk Road, a small path that runs through a narrow canyon.

The silence gave way for two distinct sounds echoing off of the rocky walls;

wooden wheels of a wagon rolling along the rocks and dirt of the road,

and plastic crinkles emanating from a fidgeting child.

Link struggled against the loud diaper in an attempt to get comfy.

In truth, he did find the thick piece of padding to be quite the comfy cusion in comparison to

the wooden seat of the wagon, but his constant awareness of its presence distracted him;

leaving the little hero squirming in his seat, failing to forget about the thick thing.

It left him more silent than usual; his inability to sit still not going unnoticed.

Cremia, who too had remained silent, voiced what she suspected,

"Are you okay? Did you have an accident?" she inquired, assuming the diaper had been used.

Link blushed, his movement coming to a stop for the first time since they left the farm.

Unable to face such a question, he shook his head, looking away in shame.

Cremia thankfully accepted his response, focusing back on the road.

It had technically been a lie...

Link's absorbent undergarments had greedily soaked up a minor wetting only moments ago!

But Cremia did not need to know this, nor how he had been incapble of feeling it happen...

In desperate need of a new distraction, Link turned his attention to the sky.

The rain-carrying clouds had finally begun to part, starlight cutting through the dark night.

A beautiful sight only ruined by the menacing moon threatening to fall upon all of Termina;

pulled down by the dark magic of Majora's Mask! Unless he could successfully stop it...

Sighing, our little hero's thoughts began to wander, now thinking only of defeat...

Saving the world required him overcoming four intricately designed dungeons;

risking mutilation and death, the recent dungeon still giving him nightmares.

Link could still recall his brush with an icy death...

Feeling prepared, he had entered Snowhead Temple, traversing through it without a worry.

He pushed giant blocks, defeated many White Boes, overcoming every challenge before him!

But upon reaching the Wizrobe, things took a dire turn as he was hit by an icey attack!

It had been a shock! Hit from behind! Next thing he knew, he was encased in ice!

Not a new occurrence for the hero; he had been frozen several times during his last journey!

But, he had been physically older at the time. Strange as it may be; this time frightened him!

His child body brought with it a younger brain that forced him to feel rather than think,

leaving Link incapable of reasoning with himself as he silently begged for his life.

He broke free of course, fighting like a wild animal desperate to survive!

But once the adrenaline wore off, he had been reduced to tears...

Even now, the mountain's chill carries a haunting reminder of fear, for the shivering Kokiri.

It didn't take too long for Cremia to take notice of him once more.

Lost upon her was the idea that her travelling companion was currently recalling the tragedy,

instead, she saw a young boy with no pants, shivering from the cool air of the cold night.

Without asking, she pulled him from his memories as she physically pulled him closer;

a sudden shock turned humiliation as Link felt his diaper struggling to keep up.

He'd forget all about that however as Cremia brought him right against her,

wrapping one arm around him in an attempt to comfort and warm him.

Shock soon turned to happiness as Link realised what had happened.

Receiving his reward early; he was held in Cremia's embrace, his head laid against her breast!

It felt a lot like how he had remembered it. It was warm, comforting, causing him to smile!

Yet, something about it felt different. Maybe it was just his exhausted mind, but...

He felt tired rather than giddy, capable of peacefully resting at any moment...

Link struggled to remain awake...

It would be the final straw in this situation; falling asleep like some little kid in need of a nap!

Desperately, he tried to fight the urge to sleep, forcing his eyes open every few minutes...

But the constant motion of the wagon helped soothe his physically exhaustion...

And cremia's warming embrace brought peace to his troubled mind...

He closed his eyes... just for a second...

Everything came to a stop.

Link opened his eyes, rubbing at them, wondering how much time had passed.

Sitting up and wiping away some drool, Link realised where they were.

They had reached a fork in the path, with the quicker road to town, blocked by a metal gate.

"Wait here a moment," Cremia instructed, climbing down from her seat to go investigate.

Link would have followed her like disobedient child, except as he when he tried moving,

he became immediately aware of his diaper's soggy condition; it was utterly drenched!

In his unintended sleep, Link had managed to fill the diaper up to its full capacity...

Blushing, Link sat back against the wagon as he just stared at the thing...

Even the colorful prints had faded away, replaced by yellow stains...

"What are you waiting for, kid?" came Tatl's playful voice.

She had left the safety of Link's hat, having already examined the little hero's soggy situation;

poking at the padding for extra measure. Link glared, silently demanding an explanation.

"Well, you're wet, aint'cha? Go ask mommy for a change," she painfully mocked him!

Going the extra mile, flying up and pinching Link's bright red cheeks!

"Leave me alone!" Link yelled as he brushed her away.

Tatl could only giggle at her friend.

True, her words risked hurting him and harming their close friendship, but she couldn't resist!

Besides, they were both aware of the irony; Link wanted Cremia's affection, just not like that.

The thought of having his bottom change by her...

Link shuddered at the thought, truly believing there to be no worse fate a Kokiri could suffer!

Though with that said, he is in desperate need of a new diaper before his current one leaked.

Looking back to Cremia, Link bit his lip, contemplating telling her about his diaper's status.

Humiliating as it may be, he won't get another chance to change until they get to town.

Announce his accident and get to change himself? Or stay stuck in it until they arrive?

"It's locked tight," Cremia announced, seated once more.

"We'll have to go through Gorman Track. It's a little dangerous, so we won't be able to stop."

She pointed to the alternate path while staring at Link, as if awaiting some specific response.

Link sheepishly nodded, resigning himself to soggy discomfort for the trip's remainder.

Cremia sighed, aware but not willing to push the issue of his obviously wet diaper...

"Well, if you're ready?"-giving him one final chance-"climb into the back."

Squirming for a moment, Link ultimately chose to remain silent.

Getting up, the infantile boy began moving into the back.

His diaper, heavy with piss, sagged, barely clinging to his body, swaying around as he moved,

an audible squish could be heard with every step; louder when he finally fell on his bottom.

Tatl followed behind, more ashamed than amused by her companions clumsy movement.

Link rubbed his body, grimacing as he felt the squishy texture of the soggy diaper.

To add insult to injury, he had landed next to an open packet of spares;

Cremia having brought along extra diapers for this very reason.

Finally positioned, Link gave a weak thumbs up.

Shaking her head at the soggy boy's poor choice, but amused at his attempts to be sneaky,

Cremia gave the command, taking the reins of the horse and ordering it take the other path.

They were heading into a trap, though only the time travelling duo were aware of this.

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Silence; unseen danger drowning out previous sounds.

Upon entering into a wider area known as Gorman Track, the trio of travellers had tensed up.

The area is filled with dangerous bandits looking to cause trouble for all who passed through.

No doubt the locked gate had been their doing; a ploy to lure unaware travellers into a trap.

Despite living through this before, aware of what is to come, Link felt frightened;

Kokiri emotions ruling over the little Hylian's ability to assess the situation...

His younger imagination warping reality into horrifying visuals...

Through fear, his mind caused the trees to grow in size as shadows began to engulf the world.

He tried to resist, tried to recall his past adventures that had been filled with actual dangers,

but shamefully, the only thing that kept him brave, was the soft glow of Tatl's light.

Nervously, Link equipped his bow as he crouched in the rear of the wagon;

his drooping diaper barely distracting him from this feeling of fear...

"I'm going to get us through here as quickly as possible," Cremia reassured him.

The vehicle picked up in speed, the intense shaking threatening to topple the scared warrior.

Steadying himself, Link got back into position, pulling out an arrow as he patiently waited;

his job is to defend against any bandits intent or damaging the cargo of Chateu Milk...

The realisation of what he had been protecting caused the child to glare and groan...

He had been tasked with guarding the source of his infantile predicament...

A lesser hero would have abandoned the evil milk to its fate...

Deathly screams echoed around them!

Unearthly and monstrous; Link jumped in fright from the horrific sounds!

Link began to get to his feet, freezing as he saw them approach.

Two bandits riding atop shadowy steads, wearing demonic masks that concealed their heads!

"Get your bow ready!" Cremia commanded with authority, taking charge of the situation.

Scolding himself for getting distracted, Link scrambled to regain his dropped bow.

The first of the bandits began to approach, readying to strike with a pitchfork.

Pulling back the string, Link had a moment to aim before firing the arrow!

Direct hit! The bandit clutched as his arm as an aura of red flowed across his body.

Perhaps I should take a moment to talk about magic and its many passive protective abilities.

Every Hylian, Kokiri, and any other living thing, has some form of latent magic within them.

The most common being Heart Magic; a barrier around your body preventing injuries,

allowing the user to take massive damage, feeling the pain, but remain physically fine!

Minor injuries can still slip through, while powerful magic can break the barrier,

but Link would have fallen in battle long ago, if not for his many Hearts!

Back to the battle, both bandits attempted to attack!

Despite his earlier fears, Link found himself feeling at ease once the actual fight had started.

He fired arrows left and right, slowly pushing the bandits back whenever they came close!

Tatl helped too, flying out and lighting them up, allowing Link to lock on to them!

Together, they were unstoppable. Making short work of the bumbling bandits!

Link smiled, finally feeling back in control of the night-

Link clutched at his stomach!

The diapered boy felt his gut rumble, pained by sudden pressure! Blushing as he farted...

Link's eye grew wide, aware of what his body demanded...

Fighting the rapidly growing urge, he focused back on the bandits, firing an arrow at them...

The arrow hit the ground, as did the next, and every following shot he would attempt...

The struggling Kokiri barely managed to lift his bow as he tried to keep clean...

"What are you doing?" Tatl frantically asked, flying back into the wagon.

Link could only look at her, red in the face with pain in his eyes...

"I, I need to..." he tried to explain. His words failing him...

Confused, Tatl quickly darted around him, searching for the source of his pain before realising

"Seriously! You're worried about crapping yourself? Just do it before you get yourself killed!"

Tatl's 'gentle' words were followed up by one of the bandits striking at the cart!

The many boxes of bottled milk began to shake, threatening to shatter after another hit!

"What's going on back there?" Cremia called back, worried for Link and her precious cargo.

The boy in question attempted to fight back, but his shots barely came close to hitting.

He knew it was impossible to properly aim and fire while pushing back the pressure,

but he refused to give in! Unwilling to solidify his status as a diaper needing baby!

He is a mighty hero! A mature Hylian! Willing to let the cargo be destroyed!

...

He is a Kokiri constantly acting like a bloody baby!

In his desire to prove himself a hero and a mature Hylian, he had been reckless and selfish.

It was his rash actions that had led him to this point. He could have simply rewound time!

No. He chose to let things play out and play the role of an infant in need of diapers.

All because he wanted a ridiculous reward to satisfy his uncertain desires...

Perhaps the most mature thing he could do right now, is be childish...

A mature Hylian acting like an immature Kokiri to save the day...

Link released his hold; allowing his body to act on its own...

instantly, he felt his bowels evacuate their loaded contents into the back of his soggy diaper!

The feeling disgusted him; brown sludge pushing out of him, spreading around as it collided

with the padding, filling into every vacant space between the used diaper and his bottom.

It felt hot and squishy, like some nasty prankster poured warm mud down his back.

He could feel the diaper getting heavier, the tapes threatening to come loose...

But what he could not feel, was the painful pressure holding him back!

Getting back on his feet, trying not to gag from his own smell, Link readied another arrow.

Channelling his own, more complex, magic, Link focused on feelings of disgust and anger.

He recalled the fight with the Wizrobe and what these bandits had just forced him to do.

His arrow sparked before igniting in flames fueled by his intense fiery emotions!

Then he let go; releasing both his emotions and the empowered arrow...

*BOOM!*

The ground exploded between the two groups!

Link was thrown back by the mini explosion!

The mighty Hylian landed with a sickening *squelch,* making a bigger mess of his used diaper.

He took a moment to be disgusted by his filthy state before looking back at the bandits.

They had been thrown from their horses. Unable to catch back up to the wagon.

Cremia declared something about being safe while Tatl praised his actions.

Link didn't really pay attention, too exhausted; both magically and emotionally.

Simply wishing for this horrible sidequest to come to an end.

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Our story picks back up at the west entrance of Clock Town.

Cremia brought the wagon to a stop beside the tall concrete wall surrounding the small town,

taking a moment to rest from the eventful encounter, before checking on her passenger.

She stepped down from her seat, walked around the concealed sides, reaching the back-

She covered her nose! Trying not to gag from the revolting assault on her nostrils!

Upon realising the only source, she withdrew her hand before looking to Link,

spotting the young boy silently sitting in his filthy mess of a diaper...

Thankfully he had failed to notice her rather rude reaction...

Cremia slowly approached him, deciding it best to be delicate, trying not to make this worse.

"We're here," she announced, talking in a gentle tone, "Everything go okay? Any problems?"

Link didn't respond. Silent as usual but no longer bothering with physical communication.

Growing worried for his well-being, Cremia climbed into the wagon, sitting beside him;

trying her best not to react to the putrid stench slowly tainting the air around them.

The dirty diaper wearing Kokiri had adjusted to his own horrid smell, no longer ashamed of it.

Why should he be? It's perfectly natural for a baby...

He couldn't change himself, he soaked his shorts and he dirtied his diaper like any other baby.

All evidence painted the perfect picture of a babbling baby unfit for the duties of a hero...

His previous mature choice had been forgotten in favor of this train of thoughts...

So, when Cremia finally took action and asked if he wanted help cleaning up?

The baby found no reason he should object. Allowing himself to be lifted.

Cremia brought the small boy to the centre of the floor.

She pulled out supplies she had thankfully brought along; wipes, powder, and a spare diaper...

Bracing herself, she began to pull the tapes off, not particularly fond of cleaning this mess...

A rip was heard, followed by another; the wings were undone but still clung to his body...

Taking a deep breath, Cremia took hold of the front section and pulled it open...

Link awoke from his depressive daze as the cold air hit his exposed genitals.

His cheeks turned crimson as he pulled his arm over his eyes; refusing to watch this play out...

Link felt Cremia taking hold of his legs, maneuvering him as needed before beginning by-

The bashful boy jumped as he felt something cold and wet press against his messy bottom!

Cremia begun dragging wipe after wipe along his skin, slowly removing the foul filth.

Link squeaked as she brushed over his prepubescent penis; thankful for his lack of puberty...

Clean, Link's diaper was pulled out from beneath him before being replaced by the fresh pair.

His bottom was lowered into place before having a sizeable amount of powder applied to it,

clouds of white leaving his lower half the same shade as the diaper currently being taped up.

Cremia ran her fingers through the leak guards, examining her handiwork for faults.

Satisfied, the young adult pulled the even-younger boy to his feet.

"Better?" she asked, giving the little Kokiri's fresh diaper a pat and disposed of the used one.

Link could only blush and nod, unwilling to admit that the snug-fitting diaper does feel nice.

If not for the social stigma surrounding the infantile underwear, he'd enjoy wearing them,

but both his Hylian and Kokiri mind agreed; he is too old to be stuck back in diapers!

This had been a mistake! He should of rewound time before things got this bad!

As soon as he has enough magic, he'll rip the diaper off and use the ocarina-

Cremia hugged Link!

"Thank you for helping me tonight."

Comfy and warm! Link smiled.

Held tight against Cremia's body, he could feel her heat and hear her heart through her chest!

Her hold brought peace to his mind as all his negative emotions and thoughts faded away!

This is his reward! All his suffering made valid by this one perfect moment of caring!

An interaction of affection! His diapered state somehow making this even better!

He did feel like a baby! He felt like her baby! Happy for his mother's love!

...

Everything felt cold and harsh.

Link pulled away from Cremia, falsely smiling up at her...

He didn't wish to hurt her feelings, even if she won't remember this interaction, next cycle...

The pained Kokiri wanted to be kind considering the gift she had just given to him...

He now understood why he had enjoyed the hug. Why it brought him happiness...

It won't work again. It had been nice, but Cremia is not his mother...

She can't substitute the family he desperately wishes to have...

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All alone...

Link laid in the grassy field just outside of the town; sighing as he looked up at the starry sky.

He had completed the mission and been rewarded for his bravery! Gifted with spare supplies!

Truly with these diapers and wipes added to his equipment, saving Termina will be easy!

A reward befitting the mighty hero who purposely chose to endure this humiliation!

Who else could end up padded and have his bottom wiped clean for nothing?

It had to be him! Link, the hero of time! The infant without a family!

The diapered boy began to laugh at his own misfortune, barely keeping himself from crying...

"You okay, kid?" Tatl asked, nervous about his sudden amusement...

Link grew silent, turning to stare at the yellow fairy with teary eyes, ready to shout out, 'No!'

The emotionally confused kid wishes for the words to describe the pain he currently feels!

To convey how he no longer feels at home back with the Kokiri who had raised him!

Wanting to talk about the Hylian heritage that flowed through his young blood!

He resorted to silently answering by shaking his head, knowing those words will never come.

Tatl sighed, landing atop Link's chest before resting with him.

To see her charge in pain brought agonising misery upon the fairy, wishing only to help him.

She, better than anyone else, could sense the many conflicts currently waging in his mind.

As a fairy, she is drawn to children, with a strong sense of duty to assist them as needed.

At times, Link's soul cries out for her. Begging for assistance like any other child.

But how could she ever truly help him overcome his complex problems?

The little guy is a young Kokiri at heart with a matured Hylian's understanding of the world!

She'd start with cheering up his inner child!

"You know, I heard this neat little rumour the other day," Tatl tempted, talking in a coy tone.

Link didn't seem to respond, but this didn't slow her! Tatl flew up and continued recounting,

"They say there's beavers up in the cliffs; gifting bottles to anyone who beats them in a race!"

Tatl put on a show as she spoke; flying around and making use of her very tiny arms!

"Really?" Link inquired; sceptical yet intrigued by the outlandish sounding story.

"Really!" Tatl eagerly lied, unsure if the rumour held any truth to it.

"Then let's go!" Link shouted, jumping to his feet before cutely tugging at his stained diaper;

it had turned green from the grass beneath him, but at least he had managed to keep it dry!

Tatl could only giggle as this display, happy that for the moment, he is just an Kokiri...

Her Kokiri! She'll never stop trying to keep that goofy grin on his face!

The follow up chapter to the previous.
I'll be honest, this got really hard to write, and while I think I did amazing in some areas, I feel a lot of the story got away from me. Moving forward, I need more of a plan for these stories rather than blindly writing as I go.

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Link to chapter 1,

FanFiction - Link's Milky Fate (1)


If you'd like to read this in my usual storybook format, here is a link:
FanFiction - Link's Milky Fate

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Images if any :icondcrisisbeta: Story was designed and written by me..

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Cyberstorm64's avatar
Cyberstorm64Hobbyist Digital Artist
Great fanfiction
n0tsaved's avatar

Good stuff :D

I never would have expected an explanation for how heart magic works. That was pretty clever and of course the wildly different thoughts Link was having all at the same time was well shown.

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Kenny-TykeTalesHobbyist General Artist

Thank you :)

Yeah, a lot of the time that stuff gets sort of removed in favor of realism, or taken too literally. Not sure if it's too unique with what I did, but it was fun to do.

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akil369Hobbyist Writer

I personally like what your doing keep going

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Kenny-TykeTalesHobbyist General Artist

Thank you :)

L0VEF0X's avatar

Plot twist; the magic of the milk doesn’t wear off by going back in time and it will take two more three day cycles to clear up.

Cyberstorm64's avatar
Cyberstorm64Hobbyist Digital Artist
Now that would be interesting
Kenny-TykeTales's avatar
Kenny-TykeTalesHobbyist General Artist

Possibly, I'd have to test something in the games to find out :P

SenritsuJumpsuit's avatar

Shed tears for Link everybody

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Kenny-TykeTalesHobbyist General Artist

Poor Link T-T

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