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Like all true heroes, blond elf-boy Link is on a quest – one which never seems to end, and which involves the usual rescue of someone – or something – or whatever.

But however his many and varied adventures fall out, somehow it always seems to end in Link losing his clothes: the boy just can’t seem to keep them on.

We first encounter him traversing the enchanted forest where, hot and dusty from his travels, he spies a pool beneath a spring and determines to halt awhile and refresh himself. Finding the water cool and clear, and that he is very much alone, the hero decides to bathe and soon sheds sword and shield and strips off the rest of his clothing before stepping down into the pool. There, enjoying the sensation of the water upon his weary body he relaxes and washes himself – and then allows a hand to stray in a way which soon procures a reaction from his submerged manhood. Hardening rapidly he rises to his feet and the water runs down his naked body as he handles himself – and a smile lifts his lips as the first flush of sensual pleasure thrills through him.

His thoughts far away (and perhaps particularly fixed on a certain princess…) young Link is too carried away by a surging sensuality to note that he is no longer alone: glowing eyes are watching him intently from the thicket – and it seems that they like what they see, and wish to possess it. And thus the little goblin leader orders his minions – an orc and a troll – to advance in silence and seize the elven-lad even as he is lost in the throes of ecstasy.  But the troll treads heavily on a twig (as trolls, being heavy, will…) and the ensuing crack drags Link back into alertness, even as the dew of love leaks from him. Swiftly he leaps from the pool and scampers over to where he left his sword and there, being of a shy and modest disposition, immediately seeks to cover his nakedness, even as the huge green troll lumbers towards him. But barely has he had time to get into his slip when the enemy is upon him!  Even as he reaches for his sword he is seized from behind and hoisted from his feet by the orc and, though he struggles wildly, he is no match for the pair of them together.  To the elf-boy’s horror the troll lays a huge hand to his abs, clearly appreciating their contours – and then allows it to slide downwards and take a firm hold of the bulge which fronts his sheer white slip. Link struggles even more – but is helpless under their hands as the assault upon his body continues.

Yet even in the humiliating depths of detestable molestation, Link is not completely without resource, so it appears. While a huge hand fondles his manhood, Link swiftly draws back his knee – and then launches it deep into the groin of the otherwise-engaged troll. With a loud cry the assailant falls backwards, clutching his bruised fruit, while Link renews his frantic, writhing struggle for freedom by nutting the orc hard in the face with the back of his head. This has the desired effect, and soon the scarcely-clad elf-boy is reaching for his weapons and turning a fierce young face on his erstwhile tormentors. Brandishing sword and shield he soon puts the pair to ignominious flight – then stands, watching and listening, recovering his breath and ensuring that the threat has departed far away and that peace has returned to the forest pool in which he had bathed.


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