Patreon Prompt 199

Prompt: Link (Twilight Princess) is pulled through a mirror in a dungeon, emerging into a world where he is the spoiled obese royal prince.

   Link’s return to the Twilight realm left him to explore the inner chambers of the castle’s treasury. While there was no end to the assortment of ancient armor and weapons, what particularly caught his attention was a strange mirror hidden towards the back. Cautiously approaching the object, he didn’t recognize the writing along the edges, nor the black and white eye adorning the top. Just as he managed to see a bit of Hylian text along the side describing the object as a portal to extravagance, a strange force sent him tumbling through the reflective surface.

   Falling through a void of silver and whites, Link felt his body stir with unknown power. The hero’s tunic that had aided him through his adventures proved no match for a wealth of added weight being packed onto his body. A combination of his engorging man boobs and barre-like gut ripped apart the top and sent his weapons falling into the void. Though his blubbery arms reached out to grab what he could from his pockets, the pudgy fingers proved little help in preventing the items from being tossed away as his meaty ass ripped apart his pants.

   Continuing to tumble and pack on weight, the blob-like Link’s pudgy form was not left bare for long. As he rolled towards a portal of bright light, he was approached by streams of purple cloth. The beams struck his body to spread fabric of luxurious feel and comfort across his flabby form. His new attire showed off every roll of his fattened form, the robes reminiscent of Zelda’s own. Fiddling with the crown placed upon his head and brushing his braided, blonde hair out of his face, he managed to get a hold of himself as he entered the portal and landed his wide rear upon a couch-sized throne.

   Body still jiggling from his landing, Link tilted up his five chins to see that he was in the throne room of a castle. Before him were a mass of servants, each one baring an eager smile and platters of indulgent food. Continuing to stare between his fattened form and high class surroundings, something in the back of his head took control of his thoughts. Gesturing with his thick wrist towards the first servant, he ordered them to bring him food. After all, a growing prince needed all the nutrition and pampering he could get.