Ganondorf's Truth: The Origin of Wolfos
I belong to only him
Ganondorf was true to his word, he loved me dearly, but in public eyes and in those of the fortress we called home, he was my Master, the one I would guard with my life, ruthless and strong, never showing mercy. He was a King to behold. Of course, my next heat also fell upon the day he received the Triforce, glowing upon his hand. Incomplete, yet exuding power my body trembled near. I could feel his corruption from the minute that mark glowed until the moment his final breath was drawn, and it terrified me.
"Xenri, come to me, my servant." Ganondorf's voice echoes through the halls, prompting many of the Gerudo to glare at each other with jealousy. I rise from my seat in the corner of the kitchen and begin making my way to the stables, where Ganondorf's voice originates. I see the stallion, saddled and ready to go, and Ganondorf's hands holding the chain to lead me into the woods.
"I have decided, Xenri, to be the one to take you into the forest myself. I will keep my promise to you." Ganondorf's comment makes me blush thoroughly as he slips the chain around my neck and we take off. I find a steady pace keeping up with the stallion's hoof beats, much to his annoyance as he snorts at me.
"I'm a WAR HORSE, wolf girl, get behind me where you belong, civilian." His neigh of protest goes ignored as we reach the Lost Woods entrance. Jumping off the bridge, Ganondorf and I arrive in a strange area, filled with columns of rock. Moving further into the wood, we come across a spring, which goes ignored until we reach the labyrinth that allows us to pass into the Forest Temple, where my pups already lie in wait for the Hero of Time. In the tree stump clearing, the green haired Kokiri no longer sits and waits, playing that song. As I sniff around, Ganondorf sends a wave of dark energy into the temple, with a malicious grin on his face.
"A small token for the Hero of Time. Now then, Xenri, my dear, shall we begin?" Ganondorf asks, sending shivers down my spine. I give a low moan as my tail lifts out of the way in anticipation. Ganondorf removes his armor, the heavy metal pieces falling to the ground with clinking noised as he next removes his shirt, revealing his bare chest to my hungry gaze.
"You like that, do you? Well, I've been keeping up with my training as you know." He smirks before removing his pants and boots in one movement. My eyes are immediately drawn towards his crotch, where a column of flesh easily as long as my forearm pulses and glistens with his desires.
"I'd be lying if I said I haven't been thinking of doing this since your first heat. Your scent has the same affect on me as it does on all those other males. Can you feel it? Can you feel how much I need you?" Ganondorf asks, his voice almost a desperate whine. I whimper softly and turn so my exposed opening is facing him. I gasp as I feel the head of his shaft brushing against my dripping opening, he's far bigger than Aurum. Grabbing my tail in his hand, Ganondorf slowly begins sliding his length into my aching depths, very inch bringing new sensations and maddening pleasure.
"Xenri, I never imagined you would feel so good. I don't know how much longer I'll be able to hold on." Ganondorf hisses as his hips are pressed against mine. I can feel the tip of his shaft brushing against my cervix and for once I'm happy that Wolfos are larger than Hylians and Gerudo. Impatiently I lean back into Ganondorf's body, in no uncertain terms informing him that he better start moving.
"Xenri, my dear, I know you're impatient, but I want you to know, any pups you have in the future, will be MINE!" Ganondorf snarls as he begins thrusting, his large stature making him have to lean over me in order to be comfortable. Though almost a match for him in height, something about being taken on all fours just makes me feel whole with this Desert Man. With panting growls I let him know that I'm his, and that I belong to no other.
"Xenri, I'm getting close!" He warns, his nails gripping my flesh like small razors. I care not, as long as I feel him within me, we are as one, no longer Master and Slave, no longer Man and Beast, but one entity, and with that thought in my mind, I reach my peak with a howl. My inner muscles clamp down on Ganondorf's length, massaging it, almost vibrating it with the constant contraction my release provides. Ganondorf has without even releasing inside me, managed to give me far more pleasure than Aurum ever could.
Suddenly, I hear the demonic roar of Ganon, without changing his form, Ganondorf's voice has mutated, and I know why as I feel his seed rushing towards and into my womb. I can feel every pulse, every jet of the Gerudo King's semen filling my womb. I belong to only him.