Prince Sidon and Muzu star in…
“Sidon's Royal Padding” ft. Link and a mysterious healer
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        “I’m so sorry, Prince Sidon!” Link exclaimed, doing his best to help the Zora stand back up. The prince was a good deal taller than the Hylian, so it took a good deal of his strength. “When I shot that Lizalfos, I didn’t think you would be in the range of its electric shock!”


        “Don’t worry yourself, my dear friend!” Sidon replied with his signature toothy grin. “Accidents happen all the time. Besides, it’s not entirely your fault. I shouldn’t have gotten that close in the first place.” Giving Link a thumbs up, the Zora did his best to ignore the continued tingling sensation that spanned his entire body. He was sure that he’d be alright, and he didn’t want Link to feel worse than he already did. 


        Link nodded sheepishly, though he was quickly distracted from his guilt by the sound of yet more Lizalfos off in the distance. “I’ll go take care of those. You should return to the Domain and get some rest, Prince Sidon.” Without waiting for a response, he was on his way, leaving the Zora to stand alone on the riverbank.


        “How often must I remind you that you needn’t be so formal!” he shouted. “Just call me Sidon!” At that point, Link was too far away to hear him, causing Sidon to chuckle. “He can be quite awkward for a Champion,” the Zora muttered to himself, before grunting as another wave of the shock rushed over his body. 


        “I really should return at once and…oh!” his thoughts were cut off by a sudden warm sensation that overtook his lower body. He looked down to see what had happened, only to come to the startling realization that the warmth was a result of a stream of piss that had already soaked through his garments and begun to run down his legs. 


        Sidon’s face flushed as he felt his own hot piss dripping onto his feet, and for a moment he stood frozen on the riverbank, as if he could somehow will himself out of this situation if he put his mind to it. The sound of Link’s voice in the distance jolted him back to his senses however, and he dove into the rushing waters without a moment to lose. He’d been planning on visiting a healer anyways due to the electric blast, but the matter had suddenly become much more pressing. 


        When Link returned from his easy victory over the Lizalfos, he was surprised to find that his friend the prince had disappeared. Deciding to make his way back to the domain on foot, he set off over the nearby bridge. Thankfully, he didn’t notice the odd puddle on the ground where Sidon had been standing prior to his accident.


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        “I knew it, Your Highness. Despite what he did for our people when he calmed Vah Ruta, Link is nothing but trouble.” Sidon rolled his eyes as Muzu started off on one of his typical rants. The elderly Zora had mellowed out a great deal once Link and the prince had brought an end to the constant rain, but old habits die hard. 


        “It was just an accident, Muzu,” he said with a sigh, tapping his flipper impatiently on the ground while waiting for the healer to return with the supplies he’d spoken of. What exactly he was fetching had been left frustratingly vague. Indeed, something about the healer had seemed strangely off, and Sidon had made a mental note to ask someone how long he had been living in the domain.


        Just at that moment, the unusual Zora returned with an odd grin on his face, holding something thick and white that crinkled as he moved. 


        “Here we are, your highness,” he said, holding one of the undergarments out to the confused prince. “This should help you to manage your… situation until your body recovers from the shock.” Sidon reached out on instinct and picked up the diaper, although it took him a moment to place it.


        “I hardly think this is necessary!” he exclaimed, unfolding the padding and holding it up. “I haven’t needed one of these for nearly 100 years.” He attempted to hand it back over to the healer.


        “I don’t want to hear any complaints, your highness,” he replied, staring deep into the prince’s eyes. It might have been a trick of the light, but Sidon could have sworn that there was something dark glowing in the healer’s eyes. “There isn’t anything I can do to speed up the process, and no one wants to see you keep having accidents all over the domain.” Sidon was opening his mouth to say something when he once again felt the uncomfortable sensation of warm fluid trickling down his legs. 


        “Perhaps he’ll listen to you instead,” the healer chuckled, turning his gaze to Muzu and locking eyes with the elderly Zora. The mysterious light in his eyes seemed to grow even brighter, causing Muzu to blink and rub his eyes. A moment later, he turned to face Sidon.


“That settles it,” Muzu piped up, making his way over to the embarrassed prince and snatching the diaper from his hands. “Get undressed and lie down on the floor.” The thought of being put back into a diaper caused the prince’s cheeks to flush, turning just as bright red as the rest of his body. 


        “No, there’s absolutely no way that I’m going to- HEY!” Sidon’s indignant protest was cut off when the elderly Zora reached over and pulled on his clothing, causing the sodden garments to fall down around his ankles. “This is highly inappropriate, you can’t just go around-”


        “Oh please, Prince Sidon. It’s nothing the two of us haven’t seen before. I used to change your diapers back in the days before the Calamity anyways,” Muzu said in a nonchalant tone as he gently but firmly pushed the larger Zora down onto his back. 


        “This is ridiculous!” Sidon said through gritted teeth, trying to sit back up. He was usually quite easygoing, but this humiliation was much too extreme. Muzu sighed loudly, gesturing for the healer to help hold the unruly prince down. He was happy to comply, noting with glee the malicious gleam that had appeared in Muzu’s eyes as well.


        “Just relax and look at the pretty metal,” Muzu said, holding up a discarded piece of jewelry and beginning to swing it back and forth in front of Sidon’s eyes. The prince glanced up at Muzu in disbelief, still attempting to wriggle free, but he soon found his gaze drifting back towards the reflective metal dangling just in front of his face. There was something…comforting about it. Zoras were not too familiar with hypnosis, and he had never heard of Muzu having an interest in the practice, but for some reason none of this was causing him any alarm.


        “That’s it, little prince,” Muzu continued in a calm, even tone, leaning in closer and whispering in Sidon’s ear as the improvised pendulum continued to sway. Already, the healer found that it took less effort to restrain the larger Zora, and it only took a few more words from Muzu until he was able to completely relinquish his grip. 


        “There’s no need for all this fuss,” the elderly Zora continued to speak, looking down at his youthful charge with a mixture of frustration, love, and something else that wasn’t as easy to place. It was quite clear that, despite their frequent disagreements, Muzu did care for Sidon. “Just stay nice, calm, and obedient. Let Daddy Muzu help you feel all better.”
 
        With a glance, Muzu sent the healer away, quite sure that he could manage the prince by himself from this point. The mysterious Zora obliged, making his way to the exit. He took a moment to look back at Muzu’s changed expression, and the way that Sidon had fallen under his old mentor’s thrall. With a cruel chuckle, he walked away. 


        “That’s a good boy,” Muzu grinned, looking back down at the prince’s enraptured expression as his eyes traced the slow path of the gems. “Now, just suck on your thumb and let me go to work.” Sidon obediently gave a tiny nod before holding his right hand up to his mouth and eagerly beginning to suckle. Assured of his hypnosis’ effects, Muzu finally set the jewelry back to the side and reached for one of the diapers that the healer had brought. 


        Sidon’s larger size made the diapering process quite a bit harder than Muzu remembered it being a century ago, but it was nevertheless a quick process. The prince’s legs were lifted up, his tail was pulled through the hole, and he was firmly taped into the oversized crinkly padding. 


        “Oh, you look adorable, little one,” Muzu said with an even wider grin, firmly patting the Zora’s diapered groin. “See? Things are so much easier when you just do as I tell you.” Sidon just continued mindlessly sucking his thumb, completely ignorant to the trail of drool that was slowly making its way down his chin. 


        Muzu reached up and wiped Sidon’s chin before resting his hand on the younger Zora’s cheek. That mysterious expression from before had returned to his eyes as he gazed upon the prince with a combination of adoration and malice.


        “This wouldn’t have happened in the first place if you’d just listened to me,” he said, a hard edge creeping into the elderly Zora’s kindly teasing. “I told you that Link was nothing but trouble, and you didn’t listen. Now look at what he’s done to you. I bet you wish you’d just obeyed my wishes now, Prince Sidon.” The regressed prince returned his gaze, but his only response was a dumb giggle around the thumb in his mouth. 


        “You’d be much better off if you just let me make all of your decisions, don’t you agree?” His hand slid down Sidon’s cheek and rested at his chin, forcing his oblivious charge to nod his head in response. 


“That’s good, little one. Would you like to obey my every command from now on?” He manipulated the prince’s head once again, causing him to nod enthusiastically. “Good. Would you like to be a mindless baby Zora once again, completely at my mercy?” He made Sidon nod once more, and continued picking up the pace of his questions. “Will you give yourself to me forever? Will you give me your kingdom?” Sidon was so far gone by now that he simply nodded along to everything without Muzu needing to force it. 


        Muzu’s eyes were wide with excitement at the thought. It wasn’t just Sidon, after all. All of the Zora people would be better off if he had always been in control. They never would have trusted Princess Zelda when she came around back in the old days. They never would have allowed Princess Mipha to volunteer for such a dangerous position. Prince Sidon wouldn’t have been forced to grow up so fast. 


        “Better late than never,” Muzu sighed, finally falling silent as he considered his next steps forward. The room was completely quiet for a moment, only for the tranquility to be interrupted by the soft hissing noise of Sidon wetting his diaper.


        “Oh, that’s a good boy,” Muzu chuckled, reaching down and squeezing the rapidly expanding padding. “You won’t need to worry about anything for as long as I’m around.” Sidon just giggled and nodded, soaking his padding without a care in the world.


        “Of course, I’m not a member of the royal family, so the people won’t accept me as their king unless we’re married. Is that okay, my prince?” Sidon was barely paying attention, cooing happily as the older Zora massaged his soaked diaper, but he gave another small nod. Muzu leaned down, the dark energy of malice having completely consumed his eyes, and pulled the prince into a passionate kiss.


— Three Months Later —


        “Now, you can go and tell Princess Zelda that she can rebuild her own damn kingdom!” Muzu yelled, gesturing to his guards who sprang into action and escorted the Hylian messenger out of the throne room, leaving him alone. Well, not completely alone.


        “Can you believe this?” Muzu asked angrily, turning to face his chief attendant, eyes burning with a dark rage. He’d taken a liking to the young healer months back, and the mysterious newcomer had quickly risen up the ranks. 


        “It’s terribly rude, King Muzu,” he replied, walking over to the throne and starting to rub the elderly ruler’s shoulders. 


        “This is the third messenger I’ve sent away,” Muzu grumbled. “Impolite peasants, all of them. I give them the gift of gazing upon my perfect form, and they can’t even be bothered to look up from their feet.” The pleasure of the massage caused him to moan, and his cock began to stir. One of his first actions upon ascending the throne, of course, had been to dispose of the royal garments, preferring to rule in the nude. 


        “You made the right decision again, my King,” the attendant whispered in his ears as he stopped his massage and made his way to the front of the throne, dropping to his knees and beginning to kiss the Zora’s feet.


        “Of course I did,” Muzu chuckled, absentmindedly stroking his cock. “All thanks to your wonderful advice.” The attendant nodded, starting to chuckle himself. It had been much easier to gain control of Zora’s Domain than his own master, Ganon, had anticipated. 


        “You honor me, King Muzu. I’m certain you would have arrived at the same conclusion regardless.” The Zora king was just about to respond when another door creaked open, and a large Zora made his way into the room.


        “My love,” Sidon sighed, making his way over to the throne. The attendant quietly stood up and made his way back behind the throne to resume his massaging, well aware of what was coming. Sidon pulled the elderly Zora into a deep kiss.


        “Ah, Sidon. It’s always lovely to see you at the end of a stressful day. So, what brings you to my throne room today?” After another quick kiss, Sidon assumed the vacated position at the king’s feet. 


        “Well, I was working out for you like always, and I went potty in my diaper again,” the former prince explained happily before he leaned in and started making out with Muzu’s cock. 
For his part, the king was not at all surprised at this explanation, having guessed as much from the scent of sweat and piss that had followed his young lover into the room. Leaning forward slightly, he took a moment to admire the sight of Sidon’s sweaty, exquisitely muscular form, the deep red of his scales contrasting beautifully with his yellowing diaper. 


        “I love you, Daddy,” Sidon groaned, his voice muffled by the cock in his mouth.


        “I love you too, little one,” Muzu cooed happily. “Now, why don’t you finish filling your diapers for Daddy? You know how much I love-” the Zora was cut off by a knock on the main door, followed by the appearance of a pair of guards. They, like the rest of the Zora, were disgusted as usual to see what their beloved prince had been reduced to, but repeated exposure allowed them to maintain their composure. 


“Apologies for the interruption, my king, but Chief Kaneli of the Rito has sent someone with a request. A young warrior by the name of Teba. Should I turn him away?”


Muzu sat for a moment in quiet contemplation, enjoying the attention being paid to both his shoulders and his cock, until his train of thought was disrupted by his attendant whispering in his ear. “Surely, my king, you’ve heard the rumors about this Teba? I believe he may have certain…compatible interests with you and your husband.” 


“Maybe I’ll have to keep him then,” Muzu whispered to himself before raising his voice. “Send him in!” As the massive door creaked open, the tall white warrior stepped into the throne room, taken aback at the sight. He was the first Rito to witness the new royal family. 


Muzu gestured for the stunned warrior to approach in a friendly manner, and he took a hesitant step further into the room. At that moment, Sidon caught the attention of the room by lifting his tail and pushing a load into the seat of his diaper with a loud fart. He looked over at Teba and flashed his signature grin before resuming his worship of the royal shaft. 


“That’s a good boy” Muzu smiled down at his love. “So, Teba, what have you come to discuss?”