Satisfy an itch before heading into the wilds

Tala lay on the bed of moss, collecting her thoughts. Her mind drifted back to Ekracthul's thralls. The pair of them had elicited feelings she hadn’t felt in a very long time. Were Ekracthul’s followers always naked? Were all of them as physically appealing?

She thought in particular of the beautiful Hylian as her hand traced her stomach and came to rest on her clit. Tala imagined the Hylian laying on the moss with her, their limbs entangled in voracious lovemaking. The beautiful Hylian woman shifted position so that she was on her hands and knees, presenting her exquisite ass for Tala's viewing pleasure.

“What are you waiting for?” Tala imagined her saying in a voice like honey.

She needed no further invitation. Tala's tongue eagerly began licking from the Hylian’s sweet clit to her sublime asshole, the latter of which her tongue gave special attention to. She wormed her tongue past the Hylian's cheeks, found the warm puckered hole between them with the tip of her tongue and pressed it into her behind as deeply as she could. Tala took a moment to feel poke around inside before pulling out slightly and tongue-fucking her until the Hylian's cunt was dripping juices onto her chin and coating her tits.

The Hylian, in turn, sucked on Tala's clit with gusti. Tala bucked her hips as waves of euphoric pleasure washed over her, each one stronger than the last as her lascivious hallucinations continued.

The Hylian woman moaned softly as Tala inserted two fingers into her vagina. She increased the intensity of her tongue circling and fucking the woman’s anus as the Hylian pressed herself into Tala’s eager mouth.

She was nearing her climax, her body glistening in the moonlight with a sheen of sweat. Tala’s left hand squeezed her ass while her fingers raced over her slick clit. The pleasure was nearly unbearable. Her last thought before being wracked by an earth-shattering orgasm that soaked the bed of moss was of the man shoving his massive cock down the Hylian woman's throat. She choked and gagged but **** herself to swallow until her tongue was pressed against his scrotum. Viscid white semen dribbled down her chin and fell onto her perky tits.

Tala cried out to the night and her back arched fiercely, eyes glazed with desire. Perhaps one day she would meet them again.

She stood when the orgasmic contractions passed before standing on shaky legs. It had been one of the best orgasms of her life. After finding her bearings she started off in the general direction of the Norwood residence.

The night was quiet. The only sound breaking the otherwise eerie silence was the woodland debris crunching underfoot as Tala made her way to her family's farmhouse. What would she do when she got there? Would her parents be relieved? Angry? At the age of 18 winters, her parents still fretted over her.

All these questions tumbled around in her thoughts as she made her way through the woods, the most pressing of which was if she should actually go home at all. Perhaps it was best that she stay away—at least for now.

Her best bet would probably be to head south to Ordon Village, there she could find some clothes, freshen up, and think. Ekracthul would call for her sooner or later, she was sure of it, and so the sooner she could learn more of her predicament the better. And where exactly was the temple? She had been deposited in Faron Woods, and so it couldn’t be far.

Tala walked for what must have been a three quarters of an hour before a gust of unearthly wind stopped her in her tracks. The hairs on the back of her next stood on end as a jolt of stark terror shot through her. With it the wind had brought a ghoulish wail that chilled her to the bone. She stood motionless, listening; trying to calm her racing heart.

In the imperneable darkness between the trees she began to hear a far-off sound, unutterable by any human articulation. Fear rooted her to the spot. If she were to stretch her imagination, she might have described it as a multitude of dead voices echoing through the forest. But as she listened the unhallowed cacophony grew closer—it was not her imagination. Soon the ghastly chorus was quickly bearing down on her, but from which direction she couldn't tell. On instinct, finally managing to free herself from the paralysis of fear, Tala threw herself into a dense thicket and clapped her hands over her ears as the dissonant wailing became too much for any human sensibilities to handle. She feared she would go mad if she didn’t at least try to blot out the ghastly uproar.

Then, it was over.

She hid there for some time, rocking slightly and shedding silent tears. She had been exploring these woods since childhood and never had she had an experience like that. Until now—until Ekracthul.

What was happening to her?

Some time later Tala picked herself up and resumed her trek. Whatever the eldritch demon had done, whoever she was now, she had a grave decision to make.