Pants and Falsehoods

Up at the temple of time stood the path to the River of the Dead at the foot of Mount Hylia. Zelda would have to travel around the shore and up the mountainside to reach the last shrine. Beyond the archway was the cold and snowy region of the Great Plateau, even laying eyes upon the rock painted with white made Zelda feel its chill. Being pantless was an obvious problem that halted her approach to the path. A patch of spicy peppers and a nearby boko camp gave Zelda some ideas.

First she picked the peppers before heading over to the monster camp she planned on taking over. Zelda boldly strode into the campsite, looking down on the startled monsters sitting around a fire. They jumped up and left their meat to cook on the spit to address the intruder, crawling toward her with ill intent at first only to abandon it upon a closer look. The dull creatures noticed her lack of undergarments and were leaning down or on all fours curiously staring up at her pussy. Her cheeks began to turn red, but she endured as it was a part of the plan to distract the filthy bokos with her feminine parts.

Soon she was leaning over the fire, cooking meat and peppers in a pot while a pile of bokobolin parts began to blow over. The meat sizzled over the roaring flames and a delicious and warm spicy pepper steak. Zelda dug in with some crude monster utensils and devoured the fondest meal she had since waking up. A meal like this warmed her from the inside, even dying her skin pink here and there from the heat within. She also lit a spare torch with the campfire and went back to the mountain road, hoping the combination of the steak and the torch would make up for her lack of trousers.

The path before her was desolate and only populated by scarce trees and the occasional frozen chuchu that sprung up from the ground. Zelda easily dispatched them with her torch and sent them flying and into a puff of icy mist. But as she reached the foot of the mountain, poor Zelda felt the effects of the steak wear off. Her legs began to shiver and her knees were practically frozen together and even worse than that was the chill she felt in her nethers.

Now she feared freezing to **** in the snow so she hurried up the rocky hill, the torch being her only savior as the sun began to set and the air became even colder. Zelda could barely feel her feet as they made their way across the frozen earth and patches of ice and snow. Monster camps littered the path and provided her with more frustration as she didn't want to risk losing the flame with every encounter and the cold would hinder her fighting abilities. Instead she snuck past or climbed up different parts to bypass the creatures and reach her goal, even having to grip the torch in her mouth when it came to it.

In the end she reached her destination and felt the warm embrace within the shrine. This one provided her with the ability to create ice blocks from water and allow her an entirely new way of traversal. Upon completing the trail, she received the final spirit orb the plateau had to offer for now. She didn't want to leave the warmth the shrine offered, but in order to move on with her journey and possibly regain her memory she'd have to leave and briefly brave the cold to teleport near the temple of time.

The night air was even cold outside of the snowy region of the plateau and the winds howled and blew much harder atop the tower. Zelda once again climbed down the stone sentinel and went back to the Temple of Time where the goddess statue awaited her return. There she was graced once again with her devine voice that rang down from the heavens. She spoke of the past Zelda had as a princess one hundred years ago, destined to end a long dormant evil that was defeated ten thousand years ago. Afterward, she offered no further direction and instead said that Zelda could return with another four spirit orbs at any of her statues and receive the blessing or strength or stamina.

Zelda wondered where she might find the old man who could potentially offer her advice on where to go next...and maybe give her some pants. Upon leaving the temple, Zelda saw a light glowing in the room atop the temple's roof. Being curious, she made her way to the side and scaled the collapsed wall and onto the roof from here. She was careful not to misstep or cause the decaying roof tiles to cave in from her weight.

When she finally reached the room, she found the source of light to be the old man's lantern-cane, but he was nowhere to be found. A metal chest sat in the corner and drew her attention away from the old man's potential whereabouts. She opened the box and inside was something she'd been looking to get a hold of once again. A ragged pair of pants were with well worn shoes to match, all aged beige and brown.

Her eyes lit up as she gazed upon these rags, but it was soon left as she felt a hand smack her behind. A startled Zelda dropped her new clothes as she jumped and turned to her assailant. It was the old man who stood before Zelda with a smile on his face while she rubbed her reddened cheeks. "What do you think you're doing?!," she asked.

"Getting my payment."

"Payment? Payment for what?"

"Those pants. I wanted a feel while you were bent over and still bottomless."

"What?! That is very rude. You seem less kind than before."

"About that...," he began to explain as he poofed into a cloud of smoke and emerged looking far different than before. The man's true form was that of a short and creepy looking man dressed in a skin tight green outfit from head to toe with only his face and hands visible. Zelda cringed at the sudden change and even more when she noticed the twisted bulge in his red speedos, "My name is Tingle and I'm a fairy. If you want that paraglider to get off this rock, then I'll need some compensation."

"Okay...like what?"

"Let me feel them."

"What?"

"Undress and let me touch them," he pointed to Zelda's chest.

"Oh...OH! Why do you want to feel my breasts?!"

"I'm a fairy, a fairy of love and luck. It's how I charge my magical powers. If you let me then I'll let you have my glider and I'll even tell you where to start your adventure. Zelda was hesitant, but eventually she decided to let this little man feel her up in exchange for an escape and start her journey. She unbuttoned her doublet and slid it over her head then tossed it to the side.

Zelda stood before him with her arms to the side and her legs together, offering her body to him without resistance. Tingle stepped forward and reached up to fondle Zelda's pert breasts, squishing them in his hands while she looked away and winced. She could feel herself struggling to hold in a few moans as he used his thumbs to play with her hardening nipples. Her body temperature rose a bit and her pussy started to secrete her sweet juices for the first time since she awoke. Her eyes trailed down to his face which was mesmerized with his exploration of Zelda's tits, then further to his groin which was sporting a rock hard and lengthy erection that strained the tight fabric and outlined his member.

Eventually he settled, gave a final hard squeeze, and stepped away from her with a wide grin on his disgusting face. "Thank you my dear, now here you go," he handed off the paraglider. As she redressed, Tingle informed her that on the next step in Zelda's adventure, there is a village, Kakariko, to go there and there's a woman who can tell you more about your past life. It lies beyond those mountains over there, just follow the path and ask for directions at the stable. Alright, I'm getting out of here. Goodbye, teehee!" He was gone in a puff of smoke, leaving Zelda alone atop the temple with the morning sun peeking over the horizon.