She soon realises that she was wrong

It didn't take Zelda long to realise that she'd miscalculated.

At first, she'd been fine. The corridor outside her room had been empty, which gave her the experience of being fully exposed in a public area without actually being seen by anyone. Those first few steps out of her door had been nerve-wracking as her eyes darted around and her ears strained to find any evidence of someone approaching. The naked woman felt a strange mix of half-relief and half-disappointment as she realised that she was alone, with no-one around to see her exposure.

After a few more moments, though, her sensitive Hylian ears had slightly twitched as she picked up the faint murmur of nearby conversation. It didn't take more than a moment to realise that the position of the voices was in the direction of one of the small communal lakes that she'd passed on the way in. The area had been peppered with at least a dozen Zora when she'd first walked through it a few minutes ago and was likely just as populated now.

A dozen Zora who could soon see her naked.

An involuntary shiver travelled up her spine before years of deportment lessons took over and allowed her to stamp down and mask her outward reaction. Zelda's spine straightened a little as she took a deep, calming breath, which inadvertently pushed her chest (and her bare breasts) out a little.

One or a dozen... in the end it didn't matter. As the Ambassador for her people she was here to share the same experiences as the Zora, and that meant all of them would eventually see her like this. Not one, not a dozen, but all the many hundreds of them in Zora's Domain would see her naked body over the coming days. Her job as the Hylian representative was to build bonds with the people here, after all, and she'd never do that if she was hiding away from the places where they gathered.

Even as her thoughts resolutely marched through her responsibilities, her feet unconsciously mimicked her mind and moved her forward. Lost in her thoughts of duty, Zelda didn't realise that she'd entered the lake's area until she was already several steps inside.

It was at this point, as her eyes refocused on her surroundings and her body slowed to a halt, that her confidence melted away as she realised she'd been fundamentally wrong in her initial assumption.

Every single Zora in the cavern was staring at her.

Zelda bit her lip as her Sheikah training kicked in, the survival lessons initially taught by her mentor Impa, and hardened by years on the road allowing her to count every single Zora in the area in a matter of moments. Two by that rock. Three with just their heads poking out of the lake over there. Two to her right, and so on. Like that she continued, in the blink of an eye cataloguing them all, and confirming that every single one of them was looking right at her as her mind finished the count.

Sixteen! All sixteen Zora around her, and not a single one of them was turning away from looking at her naked body! Any thought of her being okay with hundreds of Zora seeing her disappeared as she stood there with not a stitch to cover herself, and not a single one of them looked away. Her sharp eyes, which had saved her from so many traps and ambushes during Ganon's reign, acted as a double-edged sword when they checked where they were all looking. Her breasts, her pussy, and even two on the far right that were looking at the side of her ass. All of them were staring at those most private places that any good Hylian should always keep covered.

A faint blush dusted her cheeks as Zelda felt her nipples start to harden and poke out, and her traitorous eyes couldn't help but notice the extra attention that this only drew to her chest.

It's because of how cold it is in here, she thought, but it didn't sound convincing even to herself.

Thankfully, even semi-paralysed by the shock of being unexpectedly stared at didn't stop the young princess's mind from turning over the strange behaviour of her hosts. The Zora were naked all of the time, so why were they staring at her?

It didn't take her more than a few moments to realise where she'd gone wrong.

Zora didn't stare at naked Zora, because they were used to them. They saw naked Zora every day, and had done so for years. Zora, on the other hand, were not used to naked Hylians and all of the differences their bodies provided.

Of course they'd stare at her painfully tightening pink nipples – Zora females may have breast-like bumps on their chests, but they sure didn't have any teats there to suckle their young! Of course they'd stare at the small patch of trimmed blonde pubic hair that was nestled neatly above her otherwise bare slit – the hairless race didn't have that either! And of course they'd stare at her labia as well, when Zora females' reproductive organs were kept hidden from view by their body's natural mechanics! Even her ass, which perhaps wasn't so different in shape, was still unique to the Zora due to the different colourings given to it by her Hylian skin.

Whether it was novelty, or a fascination with comparing the differences between the two races, or even just the opportunity to see something unusual, every Zora there was taking a full opportunity to look at her.

Zelda was not unused to being stared at. She was the Princess of her country and had given more than one public speech in her time. Being looked at came with the territory. But she'd never experienced anything like this. There was nothing to hide behind, nothing to cover or censor the sight of her bare breasts and pussy from the gaze of these complete strangers. She couldn't even cover herself with her hands, as that would be undignified for an Ambassador of Hyrule.

The naked princess barely suppressed the urge to gasp and look as she felt a droplet of liquid run down her inner thigh. Had that been a condensed droplet of water from the humid air, or was it something much more mortifying? For a moment, an insane urge to reach out and run her finger along her slit to check if it was visibly leaking lubrication almost overcame her, before she ruthlessly stamped it down. Such a move would have been misinterpreted as the act of a wanton slut if she'd done it in the middle of Hyrule Castle Town.

On the other hand, walking around naked wouldn't have been viewed much differently there either. Also, she was not in Hyrule any more and the Zora were unlikely to know her peoples' customs well enough to place any significance to her checking her labia. To them it would probably have as much significance as scratching an itch on their face.

Zelda barely resisted the urge to slap herself in the face as her mind strayed to inappropriate places. She was here as an official ambassador to the Zora, and was expected to act with the dignity befit her office. While Ambassadors had much leeway in the interpretation of this dignity (as she had already shown by dressing like a Zora), she was sure that running her finger down her vulva wasn't an act that could be reasonably fitted in a good definition of behaviour.

Clearly the shock of all of the staring had shook her mind for a moment. Taking a small breath, she mentally composed herself as she looked around and confirmed that the Zora hadn't tired of drinking in her bare body yet. It appeared that the ball was in her court to get things moving. Perhaps she should introduce herself to these people and start building a rapport between their species and hers? Surely they would quickly get used to her and stop staring if she engaged them on a personal level?

Or maybe she should instead seek out Princess Ruto or King Zora? As the Ambassador she would be expected to meet with them, after all. And surely they couldn't make her any more aware of her exposure than the constant stares of their subjects had done?

With every moment of indecision just extending the time that she spent on display to the Zora around her, Zelda **** her mind to focus on ignoring the surrounding eyes and the flipping sensations her abdomen seemed to be sending her in response, as she decided on what to do.