A Shift in Perspective Part 5: Day 5. --- Link had slept out in the grasslands the previous night. He'd been in such a hurry to flee from the tepee that he'd left his loincloth behind. He didn't care about that. It wasn't just the fact that he'd been mating Keki that stung him. It was the sounds he was making while he rutted her. He had made deep, porcine oinks and snorts that only came from the greasy throat of a Bokoblin. His stomach rumbled loudly having not had anything since breakfast the past morning, but he somehow managed to curl up and eventually fall alseep. He woke the next morning with the worst pain in his crotch he'd ever felt. He first thought that this was some karmic punishment for laying with a monster. The erection he woke with wasn't the normal, tame examples of morning wood. He was full mast, the head of his cock flaring ready for action while his sack felt heavy and swollen with excess Bokoblin semen. Swollen... was this what Keki and meant? This is what boars went through if they didn't rut before the mating time? Maybe he should have stayed with her? He shook his head, no. He wasn't a Bokoblin. He was a Hylian trapped in a monster's body. Only a Bokoblin would submit to these desires. He could... he could take this wretched condition and bare it for two more days. It was just two days. A loud snuffling snort suddenly made Link's ears stand on end. Link's heart jumped, but he quickly realized it wasn't Bokoblin, but a horse! Peeked out of the tall grass Link saw a horse was standing just a few yards away. It must have wandered near him in the night and never caught wind of him. Ignoring the need of his loins, Link stalked closer to it. The green strands of grass brushing against his throbbing erection as he crouch walked, forcing Link to clench his teeth and lips tight to keep from making any sound. One more chance, he couldn't miss. Missing would mean spending hours tracking the beast down. Link swallowed a lump in his throat as he got into position. The horse was grazing, unaware of the Bokoblin just a few feet away from it. One leap, and he'd have his horse and his freedom. One strand of grass was all it took to say otherwise. It had been kept insulated in the middle of a vast patch that barely saw the sun, and was still wet with dew much like the other grass around it. When Link crouched down for his leap the wet grass lapped at his exposed and sensitive crotch and Link's focus was shattered. A loud, needy moan fell free from his lips, and the horse's head shot up. Link slapped a hand over his mouth in time to hear the heavy animal's hooves move in the dirt, and with a loud frightened neigh it took off. Raising his head out of the grass, Link watched the horse thunder away. His attention drawn to its flanks, his breath becoming heavy as he felt his loins surge as he stared at its shape and size... and relative height to his face. Link shook his head. No, no no no he would not be thinking like that about a horse! And it was a stallion for the Goddesses' sake! He needed relief. He'd done it often while in the wilderness to stave off his needs, and Link knew if he could just masturbate for a while he'd feel like his old self again. Such was his need to feel like a sane Hylian again Link gripped his aching cock and began to slide his hand up and down his shaft. He thought of Zelda, her beautiful angelic face, her smooth skin, her large supple breasts... or at least that's what he started with. As Link's hands glided up and down the moist, tender skin of his cock Link began to exchange Zelda's flawless milky form with Keki's. He threw his head back, his tongue flapping out of his mouth as he remember how wonderful their time together has been. Her soft rear had pressed against his waist with absolute perfection, her maidenhood had been perfectly designed for his girthy, porky cock. And then there was the kisses. Oh Goddesses he'd give anything to have that heavenly snout with him now. Link let out a deep kroink as he thought of her nose against his, feeling as if he couldn't have it again he might die. Link's loins tightened, he gritted his teeth but no orgasm came. It was as if he had reached some horrible plateau of arousal as both of his hands desperately ran up and down his red cock. If anything he felt worse. His balls felt full to bursting, his cock screamed for more attention than his hands could give. He felt as if his manhood was swollen to bursting... Link stopped, cradling his needy penis in a desperate attempt to calm its raging spirit. Now he knew what Keki meant when she talked about keeping him from being 'swollen.' If he had... had kept making love to her he wouldn't feel such agonizing need right now. Frustrated, Link stopped his furious attempt to masturbate and sank down onto his butt. His red cock throbbed with his thundering heart, and sitting beneath it... Goddesses his balls had never looked so engorged. He didn't just feel pent up, he looked it! Could it be that his skin just wasn't sensitive enough for him to reach his limit? It didn't matter. He lost the horse, and now his body was rebelling against him. Link sat in the grass, struggling with himself as he pondered what he could do. The most obvious decision would be just give in and sate these monstrous urges, the consequences be damned. This option as a honeyed poison, the thought of going back to the village and crawling on top of any female, even the older, mustard-yellow food warden sent a wave of desire through Link's body. However, there was one way that came to mind. It worked for Hylians, it might work for Bokoblins. Another dip in that cold, cold river. He wouldn't have to jump in, he'd just need to sit on the shallows until the cold gave him something more to think about than willing females. With no other option, Link rose to his feet and began to walk, cradling his oversensitive penis to shield it from touching the tall grass. Soon he was back at the shallow valley where the Bokoblin camp stood. He hadn't exactly wanted to traipse through the settlement with just his hands to cover his shame but some inner need had compelled him to go this route. Maybe he wanted to give into these desires. Slowly, Link made his way through the ring of tents and tepees. A few Bokoblins looked at his nakedness with passing interested but none of them made anything of his current condition. A growing dread began to rise as he expected those familiar hands on his ass, because Link knew that if Keki pressed him now he wouldn't be able to resist her monstrous charms. Link passed the tent he had shared with Beld and Urzog, and now the river was a clear straight line in front of him. No Bokoblin was near the water, and the river had settled down from the past rainfall, flowing slower and calmer than before. He'd soon be able to endure its frigid waters and douse this infernal need. Maybe then he could retreat to the wilds with a clearer head until this madness passed. "Hey Lunk, didn't see you last night." Link turned his head, seeing Urzog's head poking out of the tepee. Urzog looked Link up and down and smirked, "Keki left you alive after she had her fun with you, didn't she?" Link's cheeks were already red, but now they were burning. Here he was, naked and erect with just a simple turn of his body all that was keeping him from flashing the male Bokoblin. He clenched his eyes shut, hoping that through sheer will along force this encounter to end. He had to get to the river. His cock was enjoying the feel of his clubby fingers as he tried to hide it from everyone's view. Link's large ears heard the tent's flap rustle, followed by the sound of feet on the ground behind him. He breathed a sigh of relief, at least Urzog wasn't going to grab his ass. Urzog proved Link's assumption wrong by grabbing his ass. He cursed every Bokoblin in this camp. Why did they have to be so... friendly? "Hey you okay?" Urzog said, and then he looked over Link's shoulder, "Whoa, you're that swollen after Keki took you?" Link didn't want this to continue. He really didn't. Urzog looked forward, in the direction Link had been traveling and tilted his head. "Where were you going?" Asked Urzog. "River." Link said, "Cold water'll help." Urzog reacted to this by slapping his hands on Link's shoulders and pulling Link back a step. "No no no! I heard what happened last time you fell in!" Urzog urged Link to turn back with another tug. Link shook his head, "The water... it'll stop this..." Urzog scrunched his face in disgust, "Is that how wild ones like you make it through the mating time? No, you're gonna get through this the safe way." Link shuddered as he felt the other Bokoblin's arm wrap around his chest, pulling him with more force. Link's eyes widened as he felt skin-to-skin contact, his knees grew too weak to oppose the Bokoblin as he pulled him away from his intended path and back to the tepee they had shared. Link wasn't sure why he had come into the tent, but maybe he could still slip back out to the cold, cold river to douse the fiery need between his legs. Beld was sitting up on his hay bale mattress, his own loincloth tented by his half-erect penis. Link had to shake his head to move his attention away from the paunchy Bokoblin's loins and down to the dirt floor. "I see you found our bunk-mate." Beld chuckled. "Yeah, and he's so swollen he's ready to go rut-frenzy on someone." Urzog said, giving Link another push so he could enter their oversized tent as well, "Get this, he was going to go sit in the river to deal with it." Beld frowned, "Not the most fun way of dealing with it." "But... it works..." Link said. He had no proof of it working on Bokoblins but he couldn't say it didn't work either. "Still too risky, you could get pulled under again." Beld said, "So you'll be staying here with us." Urzog flashed his bunkmate a smirk, "One other thing, Beld. Lunk's apparently gone without a good kroink since coming here." Link could feel the brick-red Bokoblin's eyes latch onto on his barely concealed crotch. "He hasn't let off any pressure this close to the mating time?" Beld asked incredulously, "Lunk, you're likely to have your whole boarhood explode before the fun begins." Did that actually happen? It didn't seem possible but the swollen, fullness in his balls made him not want to question it any further. "What's this... help you two keep talking about?" Link asked. If they were going to help, he hoped they'd just get on with it. Both of the boars looked at each other and shook their heads. "It's gotta be terrible to be a wild Bokoblin." Beld sighed. Urzog ran a hand along Link's shoulder, which slowly began to traverse down his back, "It's simple, everyone in the tribe helps each other before the mating time. If the sows are too busy, trust your fellow boars." Link stared at Urzog for a moment, were they going to find a female somewhere else? Then Urzog's hand groped Link's butt and it finally dawned on him what they meant. The idea of being with another male, Hylian or otherwise had never been a thought that Link had entertained for more than a moment. He had seen such couples once or twice when he visited a tavern for a hot meal and a drink, but his opinion of such pairings was never anything more than a brief 'huh, weird.' The moment he looked away from them would also be the moment Link would cease thinking about the subject. Link had obviously never thought about actually having such a relationship, nor had he ever been propositioned by another man before. He'd also never experienced Bokoblin mating urges before either, and despite all preconceptions about himself, Link quickly found any aversion to his present situation crumbling. Beld rose from the hay bale, his loincloth now a sizable tent as he stood on the other side of Link. "But... females..." Link groaned out, his hips popping forward as Beld's hand fell on his other cheek. Urzog showed the transformed Hylian a patient smile, "You must not have counted how many females are in our tribe. There's only five sows, and eight boars. Well, nine now thanks to you." Had... had he taken a female that could have gone to someone else? Had he upset a balance within their tribe? Before Link could complete his downward spiral Beld placed his hand on Link's chin and guided him to look into the paunchy Boko's eyes. "Don't start feeling guilty over anything." Beld said with a gentle smile, "Male, female, we all help each other get through the mating time." Link watched the boar's nose wiggle a little, calling to mind the kiss he had shared with the blue sow that so rocked him to his core. Link's eyelids lowered, his own snout wiggling back as he felt his resolve cracking. The paunchy Bokoblin smirked before he leaned forward to press his snout to Link's, taking the initiative away from him. Link resisted at first, moreso than he had when Keki had snout-kissed him. He expected to feel rougher skin, an unpleasant amount of force, or even just a general aversion to Beld. What he received was the same gentle stimulation, the same warm, soft wriggling of snout-to-snout contact. Combined with the pressing need to get off, Link was shockingly eager to get over his preconceptions. The gentle wriggling of Beld's snout caused Link to let out a porcine squeal, the need for sex was fast becoming all he could think about. Even now Beld's breath was starting to move through Link's snout, the pair quickly forming the give and take Link had experienced with Keki. One of the hands on Link's ass left him, and with a glace to his side, Link saw Urzog stepping away from them to a sack by his hay bale. Link was a little too preoccupied with Beld, who had kissed Link's lips, beckoning the smaller male to kiss back. Link eagerly obliged, now starved for physical affection. Again, Link was pleased to find Beld lips shockingly soft and supple for a large pig man. His large, round gut pressed into Link's belly as the two began to press into each other, and Link's nearly rolled back as he felt his cock poke at the underside of Beld's gut. Link reached around and grabbed Beld's ass, grinning at the way Beld growled at him. It was low, but with overtones of sexual approval so thick that even a deaf man would have heard them. The moist tip of Beld's cock was against Link's thigh, a bead of moisture licking at Link's hide. A crisp crunch, like someone biting into an apple was what it took for Link to tear his attention from the larger Bokoblin. In Urzog's hands was a knobby green fruit that Link recognized. A farmer had once told Link they were called gross apples, and while they weren't poisonous, they were the useless fruit of stunted, wild trees. Link had tasted one before, their flesh was bitter and unpleasant, and the juice was thick, and so oily it seemed to soak right into his skin and wouldn't wash out for days. Urzog had taken one of these gross apples and cut out a slice of it with his knife, then ripped the ugly little fruit in half. When Urzog returned, he tapped Beld on the shoulder. The larger Bokoblin didn't want to break the kiss he and Link were sharing but another jab got him to pull back. Link was heaving with need. When he had walked into the tent he had been on edge, he'd been able to ignore the lewd suggestions his mind kept bringing up. Beld's tender snout and his rough hands had cranked up the volume on those needs, and now that Beld had stopped the need to use his cock on something was worse than anything he'd ever known. Link stood on bent knees, hands desperately pumping his cock as he tried to bring himself to cum. His tongue flapped at the side of his mouth as he stared up at the tent's ceiling. Unintelligent sounds only heard in feral swine rumbled from Link's throat as he gave into these urges. He had ceased to care that he was masturbating in front of others, he felt like he was about to die if he didn't get off soon! A loud squeal of shock and delight ripped from Link's throat as he felt something slimy on his cock, and a look down revealed Urzog was squeezing the thick, oily juice onto Link's swollen member. Link cast a look of confusion and barely restrained lust at the other red Bokoblin. "Keep doing that, Lunk." Urzog purred, "Work it in real nice." Link's hands wouldn't have stopped if he wanted it. But he did notice that his hands were gliding up and down with improved speed and comfort. "He's gone full swollen, that's for sure." Urzog said as he traced a finger under Link's chin, capturing his attention. Beld growled again, this time hint of danger in his tone "He's got me a bit swollen from that kiss. You mind?" Urzog shook his head, "Not at all. Do what you gotta do." Link wasn't sure what they were talking about, but he didn't have long to ponder on the subject. Beld pushed Link to the hay bale bunk, a look in his eye that almost mirrored what Link was feeling right now. Whatever he was planning to do, Link hoped he would do it now. The other half of the fruit was handed to Beld, who hastily pressed the oily juice onto his own angry cock. Link's ankles were gripped in Beld's strong hands, and with one quick left Link found himself on his back, the mattress supporting his weight as his butt was suddenly pressed against Beld's round belly. A shudder ran up Link's back as he felt the savage rigidity of Beld's cock wedged between his supple cheeks. If there was anything that could possibly snap Link back from the brink of depravity, it was the position he found himself in. He was bare ass naked, on his back, with a fat Bokoblin cock armed and ready to introduce Link to the pleasures of male on male love. Link grit his teeth, ignoring the persistent need of his groin for a moment as he tried to wriggle free of the death grip Beld had on his ankles. Said struggle had unintentional consequences, namely causing Link to grind his rear into Beld's own swollen cock. A predatory snort was all that came out of Beld as he pulled his hips back. Link thought himself free but then suddenly felt the firm kiss of Beld's cock against his untouched backdoor. Our hero found himself freeze at the feeling of a large moist tip pressing against his asshole, only too late realizing all his thrashing had only awakened the beast in the Bokoblin. "Hm, first time's always a bit intimidating." Urzog said, "And you won't enjoy if you don't get into it." Link found it hard to look away from Beld who was now looming over him, but he could see Urzog's ears as he lowered his head to Link's stomach. The sensation of a snout touching his stomach, trailing kisses further south to Link's swollen groin reawakened, even if it was tempered with hesitation. And that hesitation died once and for all when Urzog's fat, heavy tongue ran up the length of Link's cock. The feel of searing heat and wetness of Bokoblin tongue on his eager penis caused Link to let out a piggish squeal of delight as he bucked his hips, no longer caring about Beld waiting patiently at his backdoor, his only need was to getting more of that marvelous tongue. "That's it, just relax..." Beld rumbled. What came from Link's mouth was a guttural mix of discomfort and ecstasy. His own tongue flopped from his mouth as he heaved his breathing as he felt the head of Beld's angry cock breaching his defenses. At the same time he felt Urzog's tongue swirling around his brown head of his own dick, diverting Link's attention. Still, the sensation of oiled Bokoblin penis stretching his anus, and digging deeper made Link gasp as he felt sensations he'd never felt before. Beld's patience was limited, and seeing how Link was taking his swollen girth, the chubby Bokoblin was eager to speed things up. With himself only half hilted in the newcomer, Beld pulled back only to press back into Link, who let out a loud squeal of shock and delight. Link had fully surrendered to the pair now. Never had he experienced such heights of pleasure. Urzog's mouth had fallen around his swollen penis, sucking and slurping at his length, doing wonders that his hands had failed to do. He was even fondling his balls in a way that Link had never known, soft and possessive, as if he was trying to gently knead his cum from his sack. Then there was Beld, his paunchy belly was pressing into Urzog's cheek and Link's balls as he fucked Link's ass. He'd expected such a thing to hurt, but maybe Bokoblins weren't as fragile as Hyrulians, or maybe there was just something special about him. None of that mattered. Link was almost ashamed he'd been hesitant at all. In that moment he would have sworn fealty to Ganon himself if only this torture could continue. Continue it did. A sensual slap of Beld's hips against Link's ass grew as he settled into a slow but solid rhythm, drilling just a little deeper with each impalement, testing Link's ability to take him until at last he was fully hilted in the smaller Bokoblin. Link writhed on the bed, Urzog's warm mouth sucking on his cock with as much intensity as Link's own inner muscles clenched around Beld's. Beld let out a grunt as he felt Link gripping his penis, and the larger Bokoblin groaned in delight. Link tried to say something, he had come to his limit. He tried to warn Urzog but what came out was more pig-like whining before he squealed again, filling Urzog's mouth to the brim with a load of hot Bokoblin cum. Beld came to a halt, watching with a smirk as his roommate struggled to handle the mouthful Link had given him. Urzog gagged, but quickly swallowed it, keeping his lips locked around Link's cock as he teased out more spurts with his lapping tongue. Link's head spun as he slumped back against the mattress, feeling like the intensity of his climax had hit him like a hammer. Urzog pulled himself away from Link's waist, his tongue running over his lips to clean them from the overflow. With only two steps, Urzog pressed the head of his cock to Link's snout. "Your turn." Urzog snarled, a smile still on his face. Despite all precious preconceptions about himself, Link didn't hesitate to take the red monster cock in his mouth. He had no experience, he merely tried to mirror what Urzog had done for him, holding the fat cock in his mouth while his tongue worked circles around Urzog's glans. Link nearly inhaled the dick in his mouth when Beld pressed back into his ass. "Don't stop, you're doing fine." Urzog encouraged. Yes, Link knew he shouldn't stop. Never had he known such thoughts, but he felt he had to do this. He wanted to do this. It was so Goddess damned hot! Beld grunted, and Link swore he felt the Bokoblin growing thicker and bigger inside him. It wasn't long before Beld felt almost lodged in his ass, and then Link felt the jolt of Beld's hips bucking, and the flare of his cock. Moments later Beld groaned and Link felt the searing heat of his roommate's cum filling him. Unknown strings within Link's body had been plucked and he shuddered in delight as he felt Beld rest against him, heaving in exhaustion. It somehow spurred Link onward, sucking harder with more fervor at Urzog's length. Within minutes a salty yet strangely sweet heat filled his mouth. Link wanted to spit it out but it came with such force and such volume that Link felt he would drown if he didn't swallow it. It went down thick, and seemed to keep coming and coming. Urzog's hand fell on Link's head, soothing the moment with reassuring strokes through his hair. Beld slowly pulled out, leaving the cum to start dribbling out of Link's abused ass as Urzog also pulled away. All three said nothing, both of Link's roommates slumped to the ground beside him, reveling in the afterglow as the three of them settled in for a nap. All three feeling much saner than before. --- Link awoke sometime later. While his roommates still napped besides him, Link stared up at the ceiling of the tepee. The need in his crotch was still there, but it was manageable now, like an awkward bout of morning wood that wouldn't go away. He felt much more in control of his actions, and despite what had just happened he felt... strange. A part of him cringed at the idea of having rutted with Beld and Urzog, but he couldn't deny that it had been pleasurable and satisfying. The fact they were Bokoblins almost felt inconsequential. He also felt less like a Hylian than ever before. Before coming to this tribe, he had never had thoughts like this. Never lived like this. If he stayed in the tribe there's a chance he'd acclimate further. He had to stay this way for nearly a whole month. When he finally won the slate back from Nezdreg, would he want to leave? The Bokoblins were primitive, without art or even basic agricultural knowledge yet they lived simple lives free of Hylian taboos and worries. Link held up his hands to examine them. He knew what he was giving up if he stayed like this, but what would he be gaining? He rose from the floor, carefully so he wouldn't disturb them. He felt a little sore, but he'd manage. He felt like he needed to go wash up by the river, and managed to leave without waking either Beld or Urzog. With a slight hitch in his step, Link had only just started his way to the river when he noticed Keki with a basket of fresh forage. He expected her to go for his butt again, but instead her ears pinned back. She averted her gaze and hurried on her way, leaving Link alone with his junk hanging out. Link thought he should have said something, but his mouth had locked up when had seen her face. Was he mistaken, but were those tears he saw? She had been crying, crying before she'd seen him. His memories played back. When they had been together he had... hurt her? Link's own ears pinned against his skull. There had been a friendly if very handsy woman who had saved his life and given herself to him and he had... he shook his head. He hadn't meant any harm but he couldn't pretend that he hadn't caused any. All that mattered is that he could find a way to make it right. --- End day 5.