Zelda's choice doesn't actually matter.

She needed to get among the Zora and talk to them, Zelda decided. Surely once they saw her as a person, and not a naked Hylian, they would get over her different body and treat her nudity like it was as normal as any of their fellow Zora?

With her decision made, the princess started walking forward, acutely aware of the two Zora in her peripheral vision to her right who had been staring at the side of her ass, and who would be getting the full view once she moved further towards the lake. In a few more moments her whole body would be on inspection to the non-human eyes around her.

Zelda swallowed as she tried to wet her suddenly dry mouth, even as her feet kept her moving forward. She couldn't see the two Zora to her right any more, which meant that in a few more steps they'd be able to fully see her ass, tautly toned by seven years of living as Sheik, with a deceptive layer of fat on top to hide her muscles and round it out. Mentally she prepared herself for the feeling of full exposure, each step taking her closer and closer to-

“There you are! Why did you go wandering off, Ambassador Zelda? You were meant to wait for me at your room!”

Zelda turned around in surprise at the demanding voice behind her, only realising after she did so that the slow reveal of her bare buttocks to the surrounding Zora had suddenly become an instantaneous show. The Hylian girl could almost feel her ass warming up under the combined heated gaze of so many people, even as she tried to focus on the person who'd called her attention.

Standing before her, and impatiently tapping her foot, was the princess of the Zora, Ruto.

Thanks to their fathers being rulers, she'd met the other girl over various state visits when they were young, and she still remembered how much of a terror the other girl had been. The Zora princess had always run hot and cold in her attitude when she was a kid, insulting Zelda with one breath and then acting hurt when the Hylian girl tried to ignore her. The Zora girl had also had a strange fascination with her long blonde hair and had taken every opportunity to paw and pull at it. Zelda had spent years wearing a head-dress as a child just so that she had a polite reason for avoiding the fish-girl's grasping hands.

Zelda had to stop herself from instinctively reaching up to her long hair to protect it. There was certainly no head-dress now to act as a barrier. She could only hope that the girl had matured with age and had learned to respect people's boundaries.

Before that thought had any time to settle, Ruto quickly showed that her personality was just as forceful as it had been as a kid. “Honestly, I take time out of my day to greet you personally and you're not ever there!” She blinked, before adding, “And what is it you're wearing? It's weird even by your Hylian standards.”

Zelda hesitated for a moment, before replying, “I... I'm not wearing anything?”

Ruto snorted in response, before striding forward. “Nothing? Then what do you call these weird chest ornaments then?” she challenged as she brazenly reached out and rolled Zelda's right nipple between her fingers.

Zelda stared down at her breast in stunned disbelief. There was no way that the other girl had just done that to her, right?

“Huh.” Ruto muttered as she pinched and pulled at the nipple. “Where's the clasp on this thing? And for that matter, what's with the... what do you guys even call it... that fur skirt you're wearing?”

Before Zelda could even think to ask what the other girl meant by 'fur skirt', the Zora princess punctuated her question by lowering her free hand and running her fingers through the blonde's pubic hair.

Zelda's face and upper chest reddened into a deep blush as her fellow princess ignored every single decorum lesson the Hylian had been brought up on and molested her in public. All of the years of lessons on what to do in every social situation had never prepared her for this. It didn't help that she could hear the other Zora gathering around just outside of her sight, all of them no doubt looking on over her shoulders as their princess played with her body in front of them all.

Ruto seemed oblivious to Zelda's mortification as she continued to run her hand through the hair between the Hylian's legs. “What is this, wool? Goat hair? Some other land animal? Your race sure does use some weird things to decorate yourselves with.” She tugged at the pubic hair as she frowned, “And what did you attach this stuff with? Glue? I don't think I'll ever make sense of this clothing thing you all do.”

Zelda gasped as the Zora girl tugged at the patch above her most private place. It seemed that Ruto's fascination with hair hadn't disappeared with age, either.

“Th-that's not clothing!” Zelda managed to blurt out over her near-paralysing shock. “It's my hair! My own hair!”

Ruto blinked, looking down at the thatch as she ran her hand through it one more time. “Really? Well... that seems like a strange place to put it.” Seeming to lose interest in the hair (for the moment), she lifted her hand and grabbed Zelda's left nipple. With both nipples now in her hands, she pulled them out, lifting and slightly stretching out the pale breasts that they were attached to. “And what about these weird things? You can't tell me these are meant to be here, right?” She pulled one nipple up as she pulled the other down, before reversing the directions, seemingly fascinated with the way Zelda's breasts jiggled and followed along with her mishandled teats.

Zelda resisted an urge, a strangely small urge, to slap away the girl's hands as her breasts were treated like toys. The Zora didn't have nipples, so it shouldn't be surprising that they would have no clue of their importance to a Hylian. Wasn't it part of her purpose as an Ambassador to not overreact to cultural misunderstandings and teach the Zora about her own peoples' customs and ways?

Drawing on the dignity of her upbringing, Zelda projected calm through her voice as she replied, “Those are nipples, and yes they are supposed to be there. Please stop tugging on them, they're quite sensitive.”

Ruto blinked. She didn't let go of the tight tips, but she did stop moving them around. Her fingers continued to feel and explore the strange things as she frowned. “Nee-pals? What's the point of them?”

“Nipples,” Zelda corrected. She paused for a moment, debating on whether to ask Ruto to let go, before she remembered the Zora princess from previous encounters. Asking Ruto to do something was almost guaranteed to make the contrary-minded Zora do the exact opposite. Even getting her to stop tugging in the first place was probably a bit of a victory. “They're for breastfeeding our young.”

“Breastfeeding?” Ruto looked up at Zelda's face to confirm she wasn't joking. “Really?”

Zelda nodded, not trusting her voice to betray her and let out a moan. The Zora princess's fingers felt strangely nice on her nipples when they weren't tugging them around, and she didn't want the other girl realising how affected she was.

“Breastfeeding's that thing they do where they suck and milk comes out, right?”

Zelda nodded again.

Ruto's face morphed from fascinated to devilish. “This I've got to see!” Without any further warning, her head shot down before her lips sealed itself around one of the Hyrule princess's tits.

Zelda gasped at the sensation of someone else's mouth closing around her nipple for the first time in her life. “Th-that's not-” she managed to protest, before trailing off into a moan as Ruto started to suckle.

For a moment Zelda felt so lost that it almost felt like she was drifting. How had she lost control of the situation so quickly and so badly as this? Exposed, surrounded by Zora as their princess molested her body like she was a two-rupee harlot?

A second droplet of liquid trailed down her inner thigh. This time she knew she couldn't blame it on the humidity.

After a few more seconds of noisy sucking, Ruto seemed to give up as she moved her mouth away from the nipple, leaving a shimmering trail of saliva to connect the two for a few moments before gravity broke it.

“Your nipple's not working!” Ruto huffed. “Nothing came out!”

'Maybe if you tried the other one it will', Zelda almost said, before she came to her senses.

No. No! She wasn't just the princess of Hyrule, she was their ambassador as well! She was doubly responsible for representing the Hylian people and she'd done a terrible job of it so far! She had to do better! Her people were counting on her to do better!

Composed again, Zelda cleared her throat before diplomatically answering, “Hylian women only lactate when they've had a baby.”

Ruto rolled her eyes. “Well you could have told me that before I embarrassed myself in front of everyone.”

Zelda somehow managed to stop her jaw from dropping. _Ruto _had been embarrassed? What about her!? Again, she drew on her professional composure and answered, “My apologies. I'm sure as I spend some time with your people that we'll all be able to learn more about and celebrate our differences together.”

Ruto nodded distractedly, as her eyes travelled up and down Zelda's body. “Yeah, sure, that sounds great. Speaking of which, if those nipples and crotch hair things are supposed to be there then I guess you're really not wearing anything at all. I thought you Hylians were really, really opposed to that?”

The blonde girl hesitated, aware of all of the eyes upon her as she tried to explain herself. “I... I thought it would be best for future cooperation efforts if I experienced life as a Zora. So... so that I could foster my understanding of your people.” Her voice trailed off slightly towards the end as she realised how weak her reasoning sounded when she said it out loud.

If Ruto noticed her hesitance, however, she didn't show it. Instead, her grin widened. “You want to experience life as a Zora? Well then, have I got the experience for you!”