Link Sluttery

How long it takes Link to slip from hero to whore for hire is anyone's guess. Maybe he'll find more rings and "accidentally" put them on, as that quiet purverted voice inside him slowly grows louder, telling him he needs to get bigger, softer,   more sensitive and lewd. If he couldn't defeat a boss in combat, why not try a little bit of seduction instead, offer it a chance to play with those massive breasts of his which were blocking his slashes now anyway. It'd be better then heading back to the nearest village for supplies, and having everyone gawk and whisper behind his back, about how he should cover his chest now, how he could help feed the animals down at the farm, how they'd like a turn with him.

None of his tunics or any of the heroic outfits fit him now, so he was forced to wear a green skirt to cover what remains of his masculine self. But it doesn't cover much, as the longer he feels their eyes on him and hears their teasing, the harder his little cock grows, the front of his skirt growing visibly damp with pre, leading to louder insults and taunts being hurled in his direction.
So of course he'll let his hair grow out, hoping to seperate himself a little from the image of the hero. It's a shame though, with his naturally pink hair, most people who don't know him mistake him for a girl now, especially sulking around late at night with no top to cover his swollen chest and those glowing nipple rings.

So when Link, down on his ruppies and feeling a bit sorry for himself is hit up by a gentleman in the middle of the night, he lacks the dignity to turn him down. After all it's just a tit job, and he doesn't understand why anyone would want to put their dick between his boy boobs. But when he feels that gentleman's cock between his breasts it's like he's been hit with a shock arrow. The way he was so forceful, gropif and squeezing Link's tit flesh around his dick, how warm it felt between them set his heart a flutter and a spray of cum out his twitching cock beneath his skirt as he breathed in his customer's cock musk.

While dazed in the afterglow of his first tit only orgasm since they'd grown, Link faintly hears the sound of rupees clinking on the ground next to him as he's left alone with the warm cum dripping between his heavy chest and underneath his skirt. this is more than he's made dungeon exploring in months. So with giddy anticipation, cleaned up from the previous night's venture, Link returns to the streets again, telling himself it's all for the money, despite his dripping erection bouncing between his thighs. It doesn't take long for someone to proposition him, and with uncharacteristic enthusiasm, Link finds his lips wrapped around the pillar of manmeat thrusting between his tits, cum slipping out his foreskin as his tongue presses against the cockslit of this john, eager to get his reward.