A Shift in Perspective Part 6: Day 6. --- Link woke feeling sore. His legs hurt, his muscles hurt, his butt hurt, strangely his mouth hurt, but his groin was what grabbed his attention the most. What he had shared with Urzog and Beld the day before had allowed him to function like a sane person for the rest of the night. He had bathed, ate, and rested without incident. He had seen Keki twice after seeing her outside his tent, but both times she had shied away from him. A few days ago, not having the blue sow's hands on his butt would have been a blessing but seeing her slink away from him like a cowering dog wasn't a fair trade off. For the rest of the proceeding day it become very hard for Link to focus on his self-appointed quest to get a horse and avoid the coming frenzy. The need he'd felt that morning was still present, and kept interrupting his desire to go searching in the grasslands again. There was also the growing fear of what he might do in the wilds if that mind-crushing need returned. Link doubted he'd be able to control himself at all. He was safer in the Bokoblin village than outside where his needs would rob him of his senses and undoubtedly get him into trouble. He no longer felt disgusted by the approaching debauchery, it was merely a release from this monstrous biology he was stuck with. When it was over he could think clearly again, get a horse, and flee with the slate whenever he wanted. The swollen pain in his loins had begun to bother him when he laid back on his bed, but Link found sleep to be elusive that night. It wasn't that he wasn't tired. Actually he was surprisingly sleepy but his mind wandered incessantly as blood flowed to his groin as his body prepared for what was to come. The relief that his roommates had brought to him had been great, and the offer to join them in the mating time was more tempting than it should have been. He had only answered with an uncommitted 'maybe' while sporting an erection that made his loincloth seem superfluous. But what kept playing over and over in his mind was what he had seen just before retiring to the tent with Urzog. He had glanced back at Keki to see her sitting with one of the scouts who stolen all his gear, and she had her hands were under his loincloth, groping his swollen junk. Link had grit his teeth as uncharacteristic anger filled him. That was one of the boars who had robbed him, taking his money and belongings and responsible for them being passed around like they were cheap carnival fare. Worse was the thought of anyone else having Keki pinned beneath them. Their one passionate time together replayed over and over in Link's mind as he lay on his back, and now Link would have given anything to savor her again. His hand was at his penis for most of the night, lost in the memory of Keki's soft rear pressed to his waist. Her happy squeals, which had disturbed him before now thrilled him, and remembering how her big blue butt bounced when she walked only stoked his fires. He had slain bigger monsters than that Bokoblin. He had turned Hyrule upside down and slain the being these Bokoblins called their god. He wasn't going to sit on the sidelines and watch that weak boar fuck his sow. His sow? That thought had been enough to push Link's hand away from his swollen cock. When had he started to think this way? He wondered if this instinct to breed was doing more than just making him horny. When he had come to the village he hadn't been attracted to Keki. She was just a pig-nosed little monster. She was no different than the countless Bokoblins that had tried to kill him on is adventure. Yet, he'd noticed that the monsters had changed since Ganon's defeat. They were less violent and even less... beastial than before. It was as if Ganon's destruction had changed them, yet it didn't change the fact that he never knew they could talk before. Clearly the slate had changed him in some way if he could understand their grunting and squealing as intelligent words now. Could it still be changing him? Aside from the ache in his loins he still felt like himself. He didn't feel like raiding villages and acting like a little savage monster. He felt no allegiance to Ganon. He just... couldn't stop thinking of Keki's body. Somehow, despite his condition, Link eventually fell asleep. --- When he woke, Link let out a pained whine. What had been a need last night was a bodily demand now. He heaved, he bucked his hips as he felt the cold air on his aching, bulging cock. Never in all his life had he felt such raw need. He turned his head, hoping that his roommates might help him with this. But both of their bunks were empty. Their blankets were draped on the floor, like they had been carelessly dropped as the two had made for the door as quickly as they could. Mindful of the large swinging pole between his legs, Link pushed himself up. He grit his teeth as he walked bow-legged to tent-flap and stepped outside. His flat nose wriggled in delight as he could smell excitement in the air. The odor of females in need. In need of him. His mouth fell open as he tried to taste the air, reason departing as he was lead to the nose toward the scaffolding tower. The camp was alive with the sounds of porcine debauchery. Kroinks, squeals, grunts, moans, whines, and the wet slaps of hips smacking together fanned Link's flames. No sooner had he passed the third tent from his own his mouth fell open. He was not the only one who was driven beyond restraint. Bokoblins he had seen chatting pleasantly with each other last night where now in the grass rutting like wild animals. Link whined as he spun his head, surveying the scene. His flat nose wriggled as he could smell the thick tang of sex in the air. It was as if the whole camp had erupted into frenzy, and as he huffed in need he swore he could almost taste it. His tongue rolled out of his mouth as he felt the head of his cock clench like a fist, causing him to buck his hips as he stared at the couple before him. It was the food-tent sow, on her hands and knees as Trobar the trumpeter was fucking her without any concern about being seen. Link's eyes were drawn to the sow, watching at Trobar's waist smacked into her yellow ass, causing small impact ripples and making the sow squeal in delight as she pressed back with her whole body to try to keep his girth inside her. Link ripped his attention away from them, another sow was in much the same position beneath a larger boar, just as public with their intercourse as Trobar and the tent-sow. Other pairings were between boars, speaking to the rarity of females in the tribe. Urzog and Beld were there as well. The smaller Urzog on top of his larger lover, pistoning away as they grunted and squealed, noses hugged tightly together even as they both looked half-mad with need. Link took a step toward them. The familiarity between him and the two boars promising him a chance at relief once more. His nose huffed the air, the tang of arousal hung in the back of Link's throat as he swore he suddenly noticed a hint of something more familiar. Looking away from Urzog's tempting, bouncing ass he suddenly found something that he wanted even more. It was Keki, her body was pressed against the ground and her goddess-crafted rear was up in the air, bouncing in open invitation for any male to take her. Link clenched his teeth in feral need, his male partners forgotten in the shadow of that sow's glorious body. His own body seemed to go into automatic as he stalked closer. His cock flared, mirroring his over eagerness to make Keki writhe beneath him. His balls swinging between his bowed legs, swollen to bursting with his monstrous seed. He'd fill her, make her squeal, he'd- Link's thoughts of carnal conquest were interrupted by the sight of another boar. It was the same one she had seen Keki feeling up at last night's dinner around the fire. A green-skinned Scout, one of the same group that had stolen his belongings on that first morning in the tribe. This interloper had the gall to approach Link's sow, place his unworthy hands on her and position himself to breed her? A rage like he'd never known leapt up in Link's throat. He stormed across the yard, gripping the Scout and pulling him back. Keki looked back in confusion, but the Scout was infuriated at being cockblocked by another male. Similar rage shown on his green face, and he quickly growled at down at Link in a threatening manner. Link saw it as a weak sound for a weak boar. Link opened his mouth and roared, teeth bared and eyes ablaze. This scout had maybe faced a few monsters in his day, while Link had slain monsters that would destroy this entire tribe in minutes and leave the land despoiled. He had even slain their god. One small Bokoblin was nothing to him. The Scout's eyes widened, the unwavering savageness of the mating time lifting and the light of reason returned before he quickly backed away. He didn't take his eyes off of Link until he was a comfortable distance away, spying another Bokoblin where his instincts took over again. It didn't matter to Link who this upstart mated with, so long as it wasn't Keki. Link closed the distance between them in an instant, though he couldn't remember if he walked, ran, leaped, or somehow warped space time. It wasn't like he cared to remember how he made it to Keki, all that mattered was that he now had her big blue butt in his hands. So close, he was so close he could feel the heat from her wetted pussy. He quickly angled himself to claim her, squealing in delight as he felt the head of his cock dragging across soft ass-flesh. Relief. Relief was so close the anticipation physically hurt. Link's eyes rolled back as he put himself into position, savoring the last moments before he'd delve into her tight flesh dungeon. Link's eyes then went cross-eyed as a hand clamped itself around his snout. The mild pain and discomfort snapped Link out of his mating lust, and when his eyes refocused he saw it was Keki's hand. With great effort she had lifted herself up on one arm and reached back, stretching as best she could to get a hand on Link's nose. "N... no..." Keki mewled, clearly having trouble controlling her own desires, "Go find another sow..." She didn't want him? That went against every single signal she'd given him before. His sex-soaked brain was slow to remember the reasons for leaving her in their previous coupling. All Link could see beneath him was an image of feminine perfection, an object of his greatest desire. "I'm sorry," Link said with a slight honk in his voice, "I wasn't ready for you." Keki scowled, "You seemed plenty... 'ready' last time." "It was wrong of me," Link breathed, whatever stability her hand had imparted was crumbling as he could still feel her body against his, "I'll do anything to make up for it." Keki raised an eyebrow, "Promise to be Keki's boar. Only Keki's boar. You'll stay in the village with me." Time slowed down as Link's mind reeled at what this implied. A primitive form of marriage? With a Bokoblin? Or was it something looser than that? Could this be annulled? And if he got the slate back could he- One roll of Keki's hips derailed Link's train of thought. The need, the all-encompassing fuck-or-die need returned in full force as he felt that thick, female Bokoblin rear wriggle against his thighs. "Yes, anything Keki." Link begged. With his answer given, Keki removed her hand and plopped down on the ground again, raising her large blue butt in the air for Link to gawk at as she gave into her own instincts. Her low, begging grunts informing some buried part of Link's mind that she was never going to be more ready for him. Link's mouth hung open as he again gripped the sow's hips this time feeling no resistance as he brought the tip of his cock to her greedy pussy. There was no shame in Link as he bent back his head and squealed in triumph upon feeling Keki's body against his again. All around him were similar squeals and grunts as each Bokoblin was lost in their own world as the tribe's only concern was sex. And now Link was no different. There was no concern for the fact that he was nude, standing in a group of monsters, and rutting a Bokoblin like some profane beast. There was only the wild burning desire to make the sow beneath him squeal. Once more the painful rigidness in his loins commanded him to find relief, and this time Link willingly surrendered to it. Link's mind swam as he pressed his cock to the sow's waiting, drooling pussy. Her blue womanhood was flush, almost purple in places and weeping from her own aching need. A mad grin formed on Link's face as he pressed beyond her outer lips, the new swollen girth brought on by the season made Keki gasp and writhe beneath him, trying with all her might to accommodate his boardom. Link's tongue flopped out of the side of his mouth as he wondered why he had resisted. The sow's vaginal walls hugged and massaged his length, urging him to sink deeper and deeper until he reached her fertile womb. The consequences of this be damned, even the simple feel of her round ass grinding back against his waist was making Link babble out squeals and grunts that had never come from any civilized mouth. Language seemed lost on Keki as well as she snorted and squealed, her entire focus being on the massive invasion of her body by the wild boar that was claiming her body as his own. A strangely proud smile that Link couldn't quite understand spread across her face. Now sheathed to the hilt, Link pulled back, only for Keki's hips to follow him, trying to keep him locked within her velvety pussy as long as she could. Her body clearly needed to be invaded, to be filled just as much as he needed hers. Link's return thrust was welcomed by colliding with Keki's hips, her hyperactive muscles trying to inch him deeper and tease the seed from his balls at once. Her hot love already drenching his loins with nectar. Yet still, Link pulled back. Their lovemaking was more akin to a shallow tug of war, with this head of his cock not seeing the light of day as he repeatedly drove his swollen shaft over and over into her waiting embrace. For Link it was like the world had crumbled away, with this one act becoming all that was and ever would be. Her body was seemingly made for him, the way her plentiful backside cushioned his body, the softness of her curves, the fantastic way her body greedily clenched around his girth, all of it nearly perfect for making love to. Now he was proud of chasing that other boar off. He didn't deserve this. Time was lost to the both of them, but soon Link drove himself deep, and with another loud pig-like squeal he felt his cock convulse. It was barely enough warning for Keki as she felt her lover's penis spasm inside her as Link's balls pulled tight to his body, bringing forth a hot, forceful flood of his seed. The heated rush caused Keki's excited body to tense up as an orgasm rolled over her, the walls of her love canal closing around Link's cock in a vain attempt to hold the thick ocean of spunk within her. It was a futile attempt, as much like an overstuffed pastry it soon seeped out around his hilted cock. The two stood there, lost in the moment of completion. A brief moment of freedom from the season rushing over them as Link gazed longingly down at Keki's back. "We should..." Keki said through heaving breathes, "Get something to eat before we have to go again..." Link only nodded, the idiotic smile on his face saying more than he could at the moment. --- The day progressed in a similar pattern. Link would fuck his sow for what seemed an eternity and regain a foothold on sanity long enough to fill his empty belly and to quench his dry throat. No sooner had hunger and thirst been dealt with his cock would rage again and he would be on top of Keki once more, all other concern smothered under the need to breed. However, these periods of sanity were steadily growing longer and longer as the day passed, allowing Link to enjoy the food and water his weary body craved. The instinct was slow to relinquish control, but as night approached it had almost entirely given up. By that point Link's legs felt like they were turned to jelly. His loins no longer felt swollen, actually he felt like it may take several years before he would ever want sex again. Still, he felt contented, laying in the grass with Keki at his side. Both of them were streaked with sweat, and were in dire need of a bath. Link could feel an uncomfortable stickiness across his neck and face from how quickly and messily he had eaten from the shelves. Judging from scraps of food in Keki's hair, they had both made a total pigs of themselves. Keki looked to be as tired and contented as Link as she looked up at him with a smile. "It seems my instincts were right, you would make a good partner." She purred. Link smiled, his pride swelling at how she approved of him. And then Keki reached over and touched his face. Her finger tapped... a tooth? Link was confused, his mouth was closed. There shouldn't be any teeth showing. Inspecting the area himself revealed that he had a set of small tusks sprouting from his lower jaw. He was very certain they hadn't been there last time he looked at his reflection in the river. "Not every boar gets tusks," Keki explained, "Only great Bokoblin heroes grow them, what better boar could I ask for?" Great Bokoblin heroes? Link had never encountered anything other than common Bokoblins that had anything more impressive than spears, bows, and arrows. None of them had exactly been a challenge to him, but he hadn't exactly been keeping an eye on how many teeth they had. However what exactly did this entail? He was the Hero of Hyrule, destined to fight against Ganon and now here he was supposedly a Hero to the Bokoblins? Fate had seemingly pulled strings to allow him to navigate all the dungeons, slay their guardians, and even a god like Calamity Ganon. Was it possible that the Goddesses had pulled fate's strings again to ensure that he was in this very situation? If that was the case then the Goddesses were perverts. Keki rose up on her elbows, rolling herself on top of Link so she could press her flat snout to his. "Did... you mean what you said, or was that just you speaking with your porker?" Keki asked, suddenly looking a little worried. That he would stay in the village, with her. Despite it all, he could remember. He'd said it in a moment of need, and now that the mating drive was spent he regretted saying it. He'd lied to her, sorta. It was more like his treasonous body had coerced him into it than anything else. Still, she wasn't exactly ugly. Strange looking perhaps but as Link looked at her he didn't see Keki as a little monster. "Keki, if I left, how would you feel?" Link asked. Keki's ears folded back as she looked away from him, "You mean after I got over being furious?" "Yeah." Link said, trying to sound a little apologetic. "Like I'd never want another boar in my life." She said, "Most boars just... go at it rough. You're the first boar I was with that took things slow. I... I really appreciated that. Even after I teased your butt so much." Link blinked, she HAD been teasing him? It wasn't just to see he was 'healthy!?' "Don't look surprised. You always got this cute look on your face when I grabbed you there." She giggled, "I kept wanting to see it over and over." Link snorted, "And that's why you want me as a partner?" "A little," Keki said, now it was her turn to sound like she was sorry, "You are cute, but I want you because... I like you. You're a strange, klutzy, funny, wild Bokoblin that wandered into town just before my first mating season. I thought you didn't want me after that first... time. But you came back. Was it just because you wanted a sow?" "No." The answer came quicker than Link could process it, "I uh... I kept looking to apologize to you about that. I... really wasn't ready to have sex with a sow. I went with it because it felt right but-" Keki blinked, "... was I right when I thought you liked boars more?" Link stared at her. "No! I prefer sows." Link said, his cheeks flushed, "I tried to find you but you kept ducking out on me. All I could think about was you. The entire time... Even as I tried to fight it I couldn't help but think you were... beautiful." Keki smiled as she rolled over to lay atop Link, pressing her nose to his. "No one's ever called me that." She smiled down at him. Link smiled, not from the snout-kiss but from the way her eyes were sparkling. He felt drawn into those golden eyes. He asked himself, what exactly was he returning to? A life on the road? Hunting, wandering, with no goal in mind? Hoping another adventure would break up the monotony? Maybe this was his next adventure. "Get used to hearing it, because I'm staying here with you." Said Link. -- End day 6.