A/N: I started writing this right after finishing the first chapter, but just finished it now. It's short because I forgot exactly where I was going with it. I still know where the story as a whole is going, though. Chapter 3 should be up by the end of the year. Also let me know about any typos because I hate reading what I've writ.
Chapter 2: Redead Shuffle
Link awoke in dark chamber, the musty scent and cool moistness of the stone floor telling him that he was still somewhere in the bottom of the well. Link tried to stand up, but his arms couldn’t be persuaded to move from his sides, and his legs wouldn’t so much as twitch. He wasn’t tired, though. In fact he felt better than he ever had before, as if he could beat that long eared jogger in a race. No, it wasn’t tiredness that had paralyzed him, it was the all too familiar fear he felt when a redead looked at him. He didn’t even have to see the thing looking at him; the gaze was palpable and even worse when he couldn’t see the monster that inspired the horror in him.
Link felt a cold hand on his back. On his bare back. Link suddenly realized that he was completely naked. He tried to remember why, and could almost recall a reason; feel the ghost of a sensation of being fully enclosed… somewhere, but then the feeling was gone. It was replaced by shivers radiating out from the death cold hand on his back. Link tried to get his limbs to move again, but aside from a few shivers, he was as unsuccessful as before. The hand started to move to the side, closer to Link’s front side.
When it reached the place where Link’s flesh met the cool floor, it lifted him enough to slip its thumb and forefinger under him. There was hardly any contrast between the floor and the fingers. If anything, the redead was slightly colder. Link tried to cry out as the redead’s fingers reached his nipple, but was still unable to move even his vocal cords. The feeling sent a shock of pleasure through his system, and he had no idea why. His nipples hadn’t felt like that when he had touched them, and he couldn’t imagine that a redead’s hand would feel better than his own.
The redead started to pinch its fingers together, and a shockwave of bliss radiated out from his chest, and washed his body of his fear of the redead just enough for him to let out a small squeak of pleasure. Link had never squeaked before in his life, and certainly never in such a high pitch; his voice might be high as a child, but what came out of his throat wasn’t even gender neutral; there was no way it could have come from anything but a girl. As Link was still in shock, the redead stopped fondling him, and flipped him over.
Link shivered as his moist front side was exposed to the chilling air currents of the room. His head lolled to the side, but he wasn’t sure if his eyes were open; he thought they were, but his vision was completely black, and since he had no muscle control, he couldn’t just blink to find out. As Link was pondering this, he felt a sensation all together new to him; the redead had moved its hand down to where Link’s penis usually was. Instead of feeling cold fingers on his cock, however, Link felt them on something he had never felt before. It had never been there before, he was certain.
Link was a boy; a vagina had no business being on his body. He had no real reason to think that it was a vagina, but the redead’s finger was cooling off his insides, and his butt was finger free. He knew it was wrong for him, a
boy, to not have a penis, to have a girl’s vagina instead. He knew it was wrong, but it felt like his body was finally right. His mind knew that he should have a penis, but his body felt complete without it.
Link shook himself, he was sure that he managed to twitch a little bit at least, out of his trance and was suddenly hit by how good it felt to have the redead’s finger in his snatch. The redead’s movements were clumsy, and its finger was sucking away the heat in Link’s pussy, but despite that a growing pleasure was radiating out from his crotch. His pussy was actually warmer now that the redead was finger fucking him. He could feel the heat being sucked into its cold finger, but Link was heating up so fast that soon the redead’s finger felt warm.
Link reached down to help the redead out, only mildly surprised that he could move, but just as his fingers reached his burning snatch, another hand appeared out of the perfect blackness of the room and grabbed Link’s hand. It pulled his hand up above his head as more hands emerged from the nothingness surrounding Link and grabbed the rest of his limbs. In the end Link was again restrained by the redead, but by their hands instead of their eyes. He wasn’t even sure of how many there were; it could have been three or five, and those were just the ones touching him. For all he knew there could be dozens in the room with him, just waiting to have their way with him, to thrust their fingers in and out of his soaking pussy.
Link let out a lust filled moan and started to thrust his hips up against the redead’s hand. The finger was only going in maybe an inch, but Link needed to be filled completely. The redead wouldn’t move even the smallest fraction of an inch deeper, however much Link bucked against the hands restraining him; it just kept thrusting in and out the exact same distance at the exact same speed. It was driving Link mad. There was just enough stimulation to keep him wanting more, but more never came. His pussy was leaking like a miniature waterfall, trying to convince the invader that it could handle more. Link was left writhing on the ground letting out little whimpers as he shook his hips around enticingly.
The redead kept this up until Link was covered in sweat and panting harder than he had during any fight he had ever been in. Then, finally, Link felt a different stimulus. A hand reached out from the void and pinched down on Link’s nipple. The rough texture of the hand coupled with Link’s already nearly explosive excitement caused Link to cum hard and spasm in the redeads’ hands. The orgasm almost literally blew his mind as the dead black of the room turned to a pure white as every sense in his body registered bliss.
The redead didn’t let it end there, however; Link’s orgasm fazed them no more than his early bucking had. The one at his snatch continued his methodical ministrations as the hand at his nipple continued to pinch and tease him. With the orgasm having cleared his mind, Link suddenly realized that what happening to him wasn’t normal. It was his job to kill monsters like these, not be pleasured by them. Even as that thought crossed his mind, he vaguely recalled something. That it was his duty to obey his master, and that his master must want him here experiencing this pleasure. That didn’t make any sense; he was his own master, no one told him what to do except maybe Zelda.
All rational thoughts were soon washed away again as the redead brought his body back to its earlier excitement. Yet another hand had begun to pleasure him, this one at his left nipple. Soon they had him writhing around again, hoping that they would bring him to another orgasm just as mind-blowing as the last.
They continued to work on him, slowly increasing his excitement and building up the heat within him again. Their cold hands mechanically worked on his body, pinching his puffy nipples until he wanted to scream. More and more hands came out of the darkness and were illuminated only by his sense of touch as they caressed his body, more and more of them feeling him all over, some touching him in blatantly sexual spots, some just petting his hair. They all moved at slow, fixed rates. Link loved it.
The redead finger-fucking Link didn’t let up for an instant as more and more hands touched Link all over. It continued its steady pace even when hands began to slide up and down Link’s thigh. His whole body was being embraced by redead hands. Despite their chill, he was quickly warming up, hotter and hotter. A finger made its way into his lolled open mouth, and he licked it as it started thrusting in and out. His excitement built further; he instinctually closed his mouth and started sucking on the finger banging his mouth. He was closing in on his previous ecstasy, all he needed was one final push and he would be over the edge.
But that push never came. He kept waiting for it, he waited for what might have been hours on the edge of bliss. He tried to push against the finger in his pussy again, but to no avail; the finger moved with his hips as though they had never moved at all. He wiggled his chest around, hoping to force the ones fondling his chest to pinch his nipples harder, but it was as though they knew how he was going to move better than Link himself. The only thing that he could do was moan around the finger that was face-fucking him and hope for the redead to pity him enough to let him cum. Or was it let her cum? He definitely had lady parts, which the redead kept violating; it was strange to keep thinking of himself as a boy. Herself.
Soon after she had that revelation, all of the redead took their hands off and out of Link, and left her panting on the floor, too tired from the constant stimulus to even move her now free hands down to her crotch and relieve herself. While she was lying there, she had a nagging feeling that she was forgetting something really important, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. Before she could think on it for too much longer, she heard the sound of a door opening and was blinded by a brilliant light right in front of her.
