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Unread 11-07-2010   #368
MagicWritings
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Re: Midna BE Story

Well, thanks again everyone. Maybe we should bring Link into this soon, then? Yes or no?

... here's the next chapter anyway.

Saria soon realized that it was rather quiet at the Ranch, and no wonder. It was quite late. But she couldn’t let poor Malon suffer another night, remembering those sad exhausted eyes. ‘Waking up is not a problem if it’s waking up to good news, right?’ Saria muttered.

In her drowsiness and the dark, she only now realized something was different. The barn that had Malon’s room at its upper floor was completely gone, and all there lay were some scattered pieces of wood. ‘Nabooru…’ she muttered. She became rather worried for Malon.

Gradually, she had become aware of soft noises in the barn on the other side which was – while not undamaged – still fairly intact. She quietly felt the doorknob to find the door was not locked. She opened the door quietly, and peeked inside to find it quite dark.

The moonlight shining through the now open doorway revealed that the floor was soaked in milk and a sweet, aromatic scent hung in the air. As her eyes adjusted to the dark, Saria could recognize a figure that seemed to be crouched down on the ground.

Listening as well as she could, the person seemed to be whispering. Saria could see full well that it was Malon, and that she was naked and even more curvy than she had been when she had headed for Zora’s Domain.

‘Malon?’ Saria called, softly but clearly. With a shriek and jump, Malon quickly stood turned to her. ‘S-s-saria…’ she muttered. ‘Where have you been?’ ‘To Lake Hylia. I’ve got a cure for you that will put an end to this Curse!’ Saria said, and her tired voice became triumphant.

She couldn’t help but notice that Malon seemed to have stopped actively producing milk. ‘So… here it is,’ Saria said, holding out the small bottle to Malon. Malon took it, and blankly stared at it for almost a minute.

‘A sweet voice… it made the tiresome pleasure and the milk stop…’ Malon muttered. She still stared at the bottle and seemed to be talking to herself. ‘All I had to do was… repay the favor… a simple… favor…’ she muttered, her eyes slowly closing.

Saria saw Malon’s grip on the bottle loosening and realized this might be another trick of the Curse’s, so she quickly took the bottle back, opened it and put it to Malon’s mouth with no further question. Malon drank the potion without resisting.

‘Aooh… that… what was it?’ Malon asked, with some disgust in her voice after the bottle was completely empty. ‘It was the cure. Now you won’t – you know, get any larger or, eh, produce milk,’ Saria said. Malon made a confused, half-sleeping face at Saria.

‘But I like milk…’ she muttered. ‘Snap out of it, Malon! You’re cured now, you don’t need to be controlled by this anymore,’ Saria said, speaking in a loud voice now. ‘Aooohh…’ Malon moaned slowly. Saria became irritated that the cure didn’t seem to do much.

‘Why isn’t it working?!’ she yelled. ‘Oh, but it is,’ a voice that made shivers go down her spine again said. She turned, and there stood the cloaked figure of the Curse once more. ‘I actually already un-Cursed her earlier today, after she… helped me with something,’ he said.

‘What in the name of the Goddesses have you done to her?!’ Saria said. ‘What have— ha ha! Ha ha ha! That’s a good one. I gave you the cure just like that, and you’re writing me off as the heartless villain…’ he answered smugly.

‘If you had told me you had already healed her, I would’ve used the Cure on someone else!’ Saria said, now getting really angry again. ‘Ah. But I only healed her because I anticipated you would make this decision… you’re a bit predictable, green missy,’ the Curse continued.

‘So, do you want a refund? Hey, that’s fine by me… here,’ he said, grabbing another bottle from somewhere under his robe. ‘Another chance, and this one won’t have a time limit either. But… I dare say tomorrow, you’ll realize how difficult of a choice this could be…’ he said.

Saria wondered what that meant as she took the new bottle. She thought choosing for Nabooru would make the most sense next, considering Ruto didn’t seem to mind the Curse at all. ‘No need to think about it yet, green girl. Tomorrow, you’ll see,’ the Curse laughed.

Saria was about to ask many more questions when she noticed a sound in the background. It was rather like purr, coming from somewhere in the barn. She looked, and realized it was Malon. She was dreamily staring at the Curse with a silly smile on her face.

‘This cannot be a choice of her own! You must’ve brainwashed her!’ Saria said, turning back to the Curse. ‘Oh, no… but in her rather hazy state of mind, she came to like my voice… a lot. Happens to me often. She’ll be the same as she always was tomorrow, don’t you worry…’

Saria disliked the Curse more and more, mostly because of how much he seemed to be in control now. ‘Well, green girl… I must be off. Tomorrow will be a busy day for the both of us… though especially for you. Get some sleep, missy,’ he said, finally ending the talk.

With that, he faded into the darkness and Saria was alone with Malon again. Malon looked a big more awake than before now. ‘Saria… what’ve we been talking about this time?’ she asked. ‘Ah, … nothing. Let’s go sleep for now… is there a bed anywhere here?’ Saria asked.

Fortunately, there were several places to sleep left, and Malon assured Saria that the Ranch would be rebuilt within a few weeks, as her father had already hired a carpenter. But Saria couldn’t help but worry about the almost excited words the Curse had uttered.

Already sleeping uneasily, the only thing that could’ve made it worse happened. Malon had a serious relapse. She was standing beside her bed, her nipples once again producing glorious streams of milk that fortunately ended up in between of and not on the beds.

Her moans kept everyone at the Ranch awake, and Saria felt horrible in mere minutes. She saw, quite clearly, that Malon’s breasts were growing a little. She couldn’t help but feel the Curse would use the term ‘parting gift’ here, as she observed Malon.

After an hour or so, the milk and moans stopped. Malon simply turned back and stepped into her bed as though nothing had happened, although her breathing was quite heavy for a while. Her bed sheets only covered her from the waist down, and her wide hips came out the sides.

In spite of this seemingly cold arrangement, though, Malon soon seemed to sleep deeper and more peaceful than many other Hylians could’ve in the same situation. Saria had trouble covering her own body completely, but was quite glad she wasn’t as big as Malon.

The night flew by a lot faster than Saria would’ve liked after that, and as she got up and greeted the early morning, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread over the coming day.

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