Lardy Link

>I have to admit, the idea of Link retiring from adventuring and collapsing into a flabby, somewhat feminine obesity is nice.
>This. It would be gradual but with every passing month, he gets a little pudgier and a little more out of shape. Being spoiled leads him to act more like a Diva as the memory of his outdoor adventurer life starts to fade.
>He would pick up habits and mannerisms from all the maids that dote on him. And eventually he might start having to exchange clothes with some of the heavier ones once he outgrows his clothes and his breasts start to require a bra.
>Oh how huge would our blonde porky Hylian get?
>Big enough so that he can't ride horses anymore meaning that if he ever wants to travel, he'd need to go by carriage. Which of course will contain many treats within. He won't be slimming down on the way that's for sure.
>That works too. Who do you think would be the fatter one? Zelda in BOTW is a lot more spoiled and prissy than she usually is, but Link has such a big appetite and has never really gotten the chance to indulge.
>He'd need at least two pairs of hands to soothe his belly after a big meal. And since his arms start to ache after doing it for a few minutes, Zelda would need to bring one of the maids in for an extra pair of hands.
>Ooh, tough call. I think Zelda might be the one getting things done with the upkeep of the house and stuff in town while Link just stays at home cooking, so he'd likely pull ahead of her. That sort of role reversal sounds really appealing to me.
>Zelda becomes more of a sturdy, durable kind of fat, more like the version of Impa from the Oracle games
>Link becomes far fatter, and he's a softer, flabbier kind of fat
>Oh yes, I definitely like the sound of that. I can see Zelda coming home to find Link waddling around in nothing but an apron, both to turn on his big strong wife and because nothing else fits anymore.
>I'd love to see the precise moment where they realize that Zelda is stronger and in better shape than Link. Even better, Zelda is still technically fatter at this point but Link's muscles have completely atrophied and he hasn't exercised in so long that he's far softer and gets winded far faster than she does.
>Link's boobs are bigger than Zelda's
>I'd be fine with this, as long as his big gut is the central focus of course.
>Link's huge fat belly gets so wide and sags so low that he has trouble finding pants that fit
>he starts wearing robes and other types of flowing clothing
>It would start out that way yes. With Link doing all the hard work while Zelda studies and looks pretty. But one day Zelda would feel bad about Link doing all the housework and she'd offer to do something. She'd have a nice potbelly by this time of course, so the motivation to lose a little weight would come into it.
>Link would slowly transition the responsibilities towards Zelda even cooking eventually. Zelda convinces Link to take it easy as a reward and Link agrees wanting to take a breather for once. As Zelda gets bigger Link increases the portion sizes but since he's not working out as much it starts to affect him a little
>Zelda realizes she likes him bigger and convinces him not to workout with sex and making meals that sit heavily in his belly making him more lethargic. She manages to reign in her appetite in order to see Link grow. He's always had a big appetite and unlike Zelda has never had to control it so dieting isn't in the cards for him. He also realizes he likes the attention from Zelda and the lack of having to do menial chores every day is a nice change of pace. He can always get back into it later. Little does he realize that every day it takes a little more to keep him satisfied and exercise seems less appealing by the day.
>That's how it happens.
>He has to wear Zelda's white robe
>Can't find shoes that fit so he has to go barefoot
>Even Zelda's stretchy leggings are too small and tight on him so he has to go without underwear.
>Just imagine him, so wide and vast, sitting on a comfortable couch that he nearly fills up. As Zelda comes in, carrying that night's dinner, Link smiles, his face breaking out in dimples from how plump it is. He tries to rise from the couch, but it's a lot of work to move someone his size, and he puffs out an exhausted breath. Zelda smiles, sets their groceries down, and with a grunt hauls him to his feet, causing his vast, soft belly to bump against her own thicker, smaller one. She gives him a playful squeeze on his very large right boob, and he chuckles, then waddles off towards the kitchen. Zelda pauses behind him to watch his ass jiggle back and forth beneath the flowing robe.
>I just realized that the white dress has a belt to hold it up. What happens when Link starts getting a little too chunky and the belt begins to bite into his poor sensitive flab?
>I would sell my soul for a postgame of Breath of the Wild where Zelda settles down with link in Hateno and you can cook food for her to fatten her up into a blob. She could even be a source of quests, cooking specific things to sate her appetite or getting specific materials to make her new, larger clothes. And of course, I wouldn't be averse to having Link let himself go a little. I imagine every pound would shave a little bit off his stamina wheel.
>He plops down with a thud on the three chairs Zelda has prepared for him and starts on his pre dinner snack while Zelda prepares his real meal. He has to use his fat gut as a table since his porky belly would prevent his bloated arms from reaching it if it was on the wooden one he used to use. He wishes Zelda would feed him since his arms get tired but he knows that would cause his next meal to be delayed and this little snack would fill him up for long.
>He could use a silk sash I suppose. That would be good for his soft sensitive skin. His fingers would be a little too fat to tie knots but he could always get Zelda to do it. I suppose as he gets fatter the robe would hold itself up, even if it rides up a little on his gut to do so.
>Silk, linen, you want the fabric to be as light as possible. You don't want to strain or burden him, and you certainly don't want him to break out in a sweat, which he's in constant danger of doing.
>The couch he sits on would need to filled with the softest downing so his backside is as comfortable as possible. You don't want him having to shift around to get cozy. His whole body is so soft now, so the floor would need to be tiled so he doesn't get rug burn on his delicate feet.
>He just has so little in the way of stamina these days. And he's so used to sitting comfortably and relaxing. Sometimes he'll fall asleep without meaning to, he's so comfortable and easily tired. Fortunately Zelda knows the smell of cooking can always wake him up.
>We know that he's soft enough that even a single delicate touch is enough to make his belly ripple but what kind of gut would Link grow would it be a stack of rolls or would it be an uninterrupted singular hanging sack of lard?
>It would be one of those bellies with two huge rolls, where the lower roll is thicker and hangs down on its own, like a kind of second belly. The second roll also probably flares out, substantially widening Link's waist.
>I see. That's a much more feminine way to put on fat. I bet Zelda would grab it and shake it up and down to tease him. At first she'd grab it from behind but he'd eventually get too wide for that so she'd have to do it from the front. I wonder if Link got embarrassed once he realized he was getting a belly apron and not a more masculine gut.
>I'm sure he feels some twinges of shame from time to time. It has to be a blow to your ego to look in the mirror and see such an unmanly blob staring back at you. But if you think about it, Link's pretty easygoing. He probably likes the ability to sit around and not do much beyond eating and sleeping and having sex. Besides, Zelda absolutely adores the way he looks, which is an added incentive to stay that way.
>Beyond that, of course, he's lazy and spoiled by this point. After a hard life as an adventurer, settling down as a pampered house-husband is a pretty sweet reward.
>Oh definitely. What do you think is his favorite part of his new life? The daily lotion rub downs to keep him nice and smooth. Getting stuffed so full all he can do is lay back in contentment rubbing his belly and letting out burps to ease the pressure in his middle while Zelda helps. Or maybe the sex where all he has to do is lay back and relax while Zelda does all the hard work.
>You say shame, but since every milestone of turning into a soft fat piggy has been met with adoration from Zelda, I think he's started equating being an out of shape blob with sexual pleasure. When he realizes he can't grip a sword anymore due to both his soft hands getting sore and his fingers making grasping difficult, his hips brushing the widened doorways or the bottom roll of his gut starting to brush his knees, I think he gets tingles of arousal.