Sheikah Kitty
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Category:
Zelda › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,991
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own The Legend of Zelda game series, nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sheikah Kitty
Written for The Legend of Zelda Anonymous Kink Meme hosted by Yubberducky over on Livejournal. Request was "Impa/Dead Hand rape (Impa doing the raping) :)"
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"Now I want you to listen and listen good," Impa began in a monotone authoritarian voice as she stood seemingly alone in a cold, dank room in the heart of her birth town's darkness. "I am the Sage of Shadow, and you will listen to me. You will obey me. And you will show yourself. Is that much clear?"
At once a portion of the dirt floor exploded and up came the hideously deformed rubber corpse.
"Excellent," Impa chuckled and unwound the rope tied around her leg. "And now the fun begins."
With a quick flash of the deku nut, the corpse monster stood awkwardly with its long neck erect, stunned, and before it could come to its senses, its circular daisy hands were tied together with the rope, and worse still its neck with them.
"You see," Impa began as she circled the bound monster, "I was never meant to be a Sheikah. Rather, I am more suited to the life of...a cat. Particularly since I like to...play with my food." With that, she brought out a short dagger and then walked over to the bundle of hands, cutting the stem of one and ripping it from its bouquet.
At once the creature howled in pain, but Impa only smirked.
"This used to be a Sheikah house of worship before your filth defiled it. ...And now, I do think I shall defile you." She tightly grabbed the corpse by its giraffe neck and shoved the severed hand down its esophagus. Though it had long, cruel teeth, the monster would not bite its own hand, severed or not.
Instead it cried, pitifully, and at this Impa only laughed, ripping the hand from its throat.
She let go of it and began to undress from the waist down until she was completely bare. Then she took the hand and inserted a couple of its fingers into her, stroking herself as she pumped the fingers in and out, careful to make everything all wet and gooey. Impa then removed the fingers from herself and shoved the hand back down into the monster's throat.
The monstrous corpse began to violently convulse until it eventually exploded into a mass of disgusting pus.
Impa only chuckled and licked the fluid off the monster's severed hand. "Heh, works every time."
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"Now I want you to listen and listen good," Impa began in a monotone authoritarian voice as she stood seemingly alone in a cold, dank room in the heart of her birth town's darkness. "I am the Sage of Shadow, and you will listen to me. You will obey me. And you will show yourself. Is that much clear?"
At once a portion of the dirt floor exploded and up came the hideously deformed rubber corpse.
"Excellent," Impa chuckled and unwound the rope tied around her leg. "And now the fun begins."
With a quick flash of the deku nut, the corpse monster stood awkwardly with its long neck erect, stunned, and before it could come to its senses, its circular daisy hands were tied together with the rope, and worse still its neck with them.
"You see," Impa began as she circled the bound monster, "I was never meant to be a Sheikah. Rather, I am more suited to the life of...a cat. Particularly since I like to...play with my food." With that, she brought out a short dagger and then walked over to the bundle of hands, cutting the stem of one and ripping it from its bouquet.
At once the creature howled in pain, but Impa only smirked.
"This used to be a Sheikah house of worship before your filth defiled it. ...And now, I do think I shall defile you." She tightly grabbed the corpse by its giraffe neck and shoved the severed hand down its esophagus. Though it had long, cruel teeth, the monster would not bite its own hand, severed or not.
Instead it cried, pitifully, and at this Impa only laughed, ripping the hand from its throat.
She let go of it and began to undress from the waist down until she was completely bare. Then she took the hand and inserted a couple of its fingers into her, stroking herself as she pumped the fingers in and out, careful to make everything all wet and gooey. Impa then removed the fingers from herself and shoved the hand back down into the monster's throat.
The monstrous corpse began to violently convulse until it eventually exploded into a mass of disgusting pus.
Impa only chuckled and licked the fluid off the monster's severed hand. "Heh, works every time."