Zelda and the Sheikah Slate

	Sitting in a chair on the balcony of her room in the castle on a warm afternoon in Hyrule, the princess of the land was quietly playing with the sheikah slate, messing around with and exploring the various runes added to it, when a certain one caught her eye. She had done this before, but today was the first day she had noticed such an odd rune, a dark purple swirl as the icon. 'Had Link received a new rune this morning?' was what she was thinking, but he had forgotten to get it back from her before he left to clean up the remaining influence of Ganon in the land, so there was no way he could have done anything to it. Although it was a queer situation, Zelda couldn't help her curiosity nagging at her, and so, with a shaky finger, she lightly pressed the icon, awaiting some type of misfortune...

	...Yet there was nothing. All that happened was a purple swirl appeared on-screen, and nothing else. No bombs, nothing floating, no pillars of ice around her... Just nothing. After all, she had gone through, this mysterious rune seemed quite disappointing, but Zelda sighed in relief at not having to deal with anything actually worrying. Relaxing again in her chair, she held the slate back up, looking at the continuously swirling spiral. There was something alluring to the spin, so much that she felt herself get lost in it for a short time. Only one thing was still present in her head as she continued to stare at it. "Just what exactly does this dooooooooo..." Her thought drifted off, only to be replaced by the light sound of crackling coming from below her, which was quickly succeeded by a heavy, wet mushing sound. The noise lasted for a couple of minutes, finally trailing off as the princess was brought back to reality, but the swirling was gone, along with the rune and her memories of it.

	Rubbing her head, she realized she must have dozed off or had been daydreaming, that was the only explanation for the lost time. Goofing off aside, she had her responsibilities and strained to lift her and her heavy butt off of the chair. Her pants squished with every movement as she got up, and every step she took back into her room and through the halls of the castle resonated with a thick squelching noise, echoing all around her due to the high ceilings. Suddenly, an urgent need in her bladder attempted to trigger a certain memory of something, but it kept coming up short until she remembered what she had to do when she needed to pee: Just use her pants. How simple of an answer it was, yet Zelda felt dumb for not being able to think of it as immediately as she went to wetting herself. An almost dopey smile drew across her face as she felt her inner thighs warm up with her urine, a nice, relaxing feeling that she was more than happy to take part in. Alas, she couldn't enjoy it as long as she wanted to, her responsibilities called for her, and she answered them with her boots sloshing and her pants squelching.

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	Waking up to another bright morning, Zelda rubbed to eyes to push away the veil of sleepiness, still unable to get rid of the fuzziness in her head even after she had returned Link's sheikah slate. It had been a few weeks since then and everything seemed mostly normal, barring the occasional hoard of enemies and other random attacks. Her hero defended her well there, but he could do little to defend her bedding as she lifted the covers to find the familiar state of it. The sheets of her bed were soaked for another morning in a row, Zelda's mind drifting to having to lug all this outside to air it when she finally sat up with a loud squish and found that she hadn't only wet the bed. This must have been the fifth time this week that she had messed the bed. It wouldn't matter much to her normally, but everyone seemed to make such a fuss over it and since she didn't have royal attendants anymore, she was forced to take care of it herself. All the while thinking about her situation, a need cropped up as she sat in her soiled bed and almost naturally the bed under her started to grow warm again as a stupid grin crossed the princess's face. She just couldn't help but love the feeling the wetting and messing herself, but it really was a shame that she had no one to clean up after her anymore. Oh, whatever, she had a plan to fix this problem anyways, it just required her to get out of bed and squish her way to the... Trying to think of that word made Zelda's head hurt once more, a recent occurrence since the day with that slate. Perhaps it was from Ganon's influence or some other evil force, but she had to focus her thoughts elsewhere.

	Shifting away from that line of thinking, Zelda instead turned to get up out of bed and change into something cleaner. Oh, how she loved her messes, but even a princess couldn't save herself from rashes, so she had to be a little quick in disrobing herself. Almost wanting to keep it on, Zelda regretfully gave her bed-messed panties one last squish before sliding them down to her ankles and stepping out of them. Now was her least favorite part, and the most humiliating for her, as she looked at the half-empty bag on her dresser. A princess like her shouldn't have to wear something so infantile, and yet she was 'suggested' to wear them to keep her pride as royalty. It wasn't her fault that somehow everyone else was so good at hiding when they messed themselves, while she wasn't. So what if she just went in her pants, wasn't that how everyone did it? Well, no matter, she just had to get the fluffy protection on and head out already. Pulling out a diaper, it crinkled as she opened it and fitted around her waist, easily taping it up after all her practice. It really was tough to readjust from royalty, but she was getting used to it at least, even if she couldn't really get used to how thick these diapers were or how loud they were as she walked. Even her pants did little to muffle the sound as she slid them on, and the shape of her behind left little to the imagination. Finally changed, Zelda looked at her bed once more, shrugging as she knew she'd just soil it again the next night, so it wouldn't matter if she cleaned it up or not. She had more important things to do as she grabbed her pack of supplies and headed out on her own little adventure, her diaper rustling under her pants the whole time.

	Link was out on his own adventures still, trying to get that last seed thing he so desperately wanted to find, while she started out on her own. Her destination was a nearby great fairy shrine she had seen mapped out when she had been previously messing with the sheikah slate, having a general idea of where it was, and she figured if the great fairy could enhance Link's clothing, then she could get her own enchanted to hide whenever she went in her pants. The fountain wasn't too far away and many enemies had been cleared out of this area, so Zelda began to make her way to her goal. At first, she couldn't figure out why Link always complained about distances, but it certainly was a trek just for this fountain, long enough that certain needs were starting to build up. Her feet weren't the only things aching as she checked her map, seeing that it should be nearby, and Zelda was determined to not use her diaper, wanting a nice, stinky mess in her new-and-improved pants. Distracted by the map and her strain to hold herself when she had weakened control as it was, it took her a few more minutes of walking when she lowered the map from in front of her vision, face-to-face now with a sign that pointed to the fountain not too far away at all, she could even see it! Forgetting about her needs, Zelda picked up her pace as she jogged towards the fountain, noticing the great fairy lounging in it as if she had been awaiting the princess when she felt something clip her shoe. Zelda fell face forward as gracefully as the surprised princess could, feeling her body shake a little as her control gave way and she could feel the beginning of the end slowly slide out into her diaper. Her tired body was unable to hold back even a little as her pooping sped up and her padding continued to fill with her waste, hearing the crinkling of her diaper strain against her tight pants, no doubt stretching the poor thing out. It felt like minutes, but finally, her messing was finished.

	Zelda looked behind her to see the source of what caused her tripping as her soiling subsided, and a. small creature stood behind her. They were a witness to how much her accident had sagged out her covered diaper, and it disappeared with a nervous giggle, leaving just a seed in its place. Picking it up, the princess waddled the final distance to the fountain, listening to the squishing and squelching as she put one foot in front of the other. Every few steps required her to pull up her pants to keep her diaper from drooping so low. Even if she wasn't a fan of diapers, she was amazed at how much she had soiled herself, twisting her body to get a decent look at her padding hanging so low even in her pants, giving it a few squeezes to feel the mushiness as she walked closer and closer to reaching her goal.

	She finally got to the fountain only to be greeted by the smug look on the Great Fairy's face. "Ooooohohohoho, oh my oh my oh my, whatever could I help the little princess with today?~"

	Zelda opened her mouth for her request, her head suddenly blanking on why she even came here today in the first place, as all that was on her mind now was her messy diaper. Oh right, that's why she had come then, yeah. "Oh Great Fairy, m-may... May I please get a diaper change...?" She normally didn't like diapers, but they weren't too bad when she had someone else to change her, and a diaper this small should be no challenge for someone like a Great Fairy. Perhaps she could make use of her in the future for this kind of stuff, wondering what might be the price for such a hefty wish.