Urbosa sat sunbathing on one of the side balconies of Vah Naboris. It was the perfect way to unwind, feeling the heat of the Gerudo desert sun caressing her glistening skin. Unwinding was exactly what was on the menu that morning; Zelda and her champion had arrived as the sun rose, and having been caught in the Gerudo sunrise, were due for some extensive cooling down in the bath chamber at the back of Vah Naboris.

Knowing they were safe within the armoured hull of her great war machine, Urbosa could afford to take it easy. She idly thought of what the young pair would be getting up to in the privacy of the bath, and part of her longed for some strange and swarthy voe to take to the bath with her.

She moved her thoughts elsewhere, seeking to avoid the torment that came with such idle fantasies when there were no voe present to fulfil them. She listened to the sounds of the desert; the keening of hawks on the high winds, the distant crash of sand being kicked up by roaming Molduga, and the muffled chatter of the marketplace from the nearby Gerudo town.

She began to lose herself in the desert lullaby, lulling off under the blanket of the sun’s warmth. Just then, she heard the soft patter of feet steadily approaching.

She sat up and turned to see Zelda’s champion entering, leaning against the wall overlooking the desert. He uttered no greeting; he merely looked out over the desert, letting out a crestfallen sigh in time with the wind.

‘Champion – Link, wasn’t it? – have you had your fill of Vah Naboris’s bath chamber?’

Link turned and gave a curt nod, before resuming his forlorn watch.

‘Was the bath to your liking? Nothing is quite as refreshing after a hard journey through the desert sun, correct?’

He nodded again, but didn’t look at her this time. Behind her, Urbosa heard another patter of footsteps; The Princess, hurrying as she ran to another chamber, head down and just as crestfallen as her champion. Urbosa turned to Link once more. He was looking after Zelda longingly, his heartache painted across his youthful features clear as day.

‘Link… does something ail you?’

He cast his eyes towards Urbosa, before looking down and away again awkwardly.

‘The Princess and you, have you both had a disagreement?’

Urbosa decided to press him further.

‘Or even, a lover’s quarrel?’

At that, Link looked up, clearly not expecting that anyone would ever clue in on the true nature of his relationship with Zelda. Urbosa gave a soft chuckle at his silent shock.

‘Not to worry, I won’t tell anyone that you’re a bit more than her champion these days… perhaps I can even help. Now tell me; what weight rests upon your young shoulders?’

Link sighed heavily, battling with himself on whether he should divulge the details of his argument.

‘Bottling it up will drive you mad, young voe. Don’t be afraid to tell me.’

Link pushed his hands together and made a twisting motion, before pulling his fists apart again.

‘She… broke up with you? Why on earth would she do that?’

Link sighed again, and held his hands up, palms parallel to each other and wide apart.

‘You two… grew distant? Apart?’

He shook his head, and thought awkwardly on how to best put what he wanted to communicate next. He pointed down, towards his crotch.

‘The Princess ehh… craved something a little bigger?’

He shook his head once again, and repeated the gesture of holding his hands apart, but shortened the distance between them his time. Urbosa’s expression grew visibly surprised.

‘The Princess craved something smaller?’

Link pointed at her as if to say ‘Bingo.’

Link then turned to brood as he watched over the desert. Urbosa drew up behind him, resting her hands on his tense shoulders.

‘There there… the Princess has a lot on her mind… responsibility like that can cause a woman to become somewhat… restrictive. You mustn’t blame yourself mighty champion…’

Urbosa began to wonder how big the champion must be that the Princess was incapable of handling his size. The champion was diminutive in stature, almost half her height. He must have been truly gifted with size like that on a frame like his. Surely the Princess was merely too tight, and he possessed a more proportional endowment?

Urbosa lost herself in her musings as she massaged the tension out of Link’s shoulders. She could feel the strength within them, a deep reservoir of might that belied his stature. Lost in thought, she scarcely realised that her breasts had been resting on Link’s head. Not lightly at that – they pressed weightily against his hair, practically pooling around it. If he were to turn, he would be face-deep in her cleavage.

‘What do you say to changing the bath to warm water instead? It would aid in massaging those knots out of your muscles and-‘

Urbosa was forced to pause, as she cast her eyes downwards. Pitching a tent in the champion’s pants, was the largest cock she had ever seen. It grew steadily, engorging with a healthy blood flow. She cursed herself for being so naïve. How could she forget the effect her breasts would have on a young and virile voe like Link? Or perhaps she didn’t forget, and a part of her secretly wanted to have that effect on him. She could not deny that it had been quite some time since her needs were met. With all the stress and duty that came with preparations for the coming war against Calamity Ganon, she simply did not have time for anything other than intermittent sessions of Masturbation when she could find some time to herself. Feeling the flesh of a voe in her hands, especially the flesh of such a mighty and well-endowed champion, sent her blood racing and her breath heavy.

‘A broken heart is beyond my power to mend I’m afraid; time alone will see to that. But for this day alone, I could perhaps make you forget…’

She gently pushed him towards the chamber, guiding him towards the cool sanctuary within. As they approached the chamber, Urbosa gave a quick snap of her fingers, sending an electrical current through unseen systems within Vah Naboris’s armoured hull. Within seconds, steam began to waft from the chamber.

‘I have complete control over Vah Naboris’s systems. Warm water, cold, I can set it to whatever you prefer.’

They arrived at the chamber, and Link turned to look at Urbosa as he awaited her leave.

‘You wish to disrobe, of course, I’ll leave you to it.’

Despite her words, she did not leave. She stood outside the door, intending to give him his privacy at first. But the thoughts of his pants falling Free, releasing his mighty appendage, glistening in the steam of the chamber… the thoughts were simply too much for her.

She deftly leaned around the chamber doorway, and spied on Link’s naked form. She just managed to see him step into the Hot water, catching only a glimpse of his cock swinging as he descended the steps. Not enough. She needed to see more.

She padded into the chamber, and silently commanded the door to close. As it did so, she began to disrobe herself. Link turned at the sound of the door’s mechanisms, and was greeted with the sight of Urbosa, standing there in the process of unhooking the golden clasps of her bra.

‘The chamber door could survive a direct hit from a guardian laser. You and I have all the privacy we need. Do relax – I’ll be with you monetarily…’

Link was about to give protest, but as her bra came Free and pooled on the floor, he was stunned to silence. Urbosa’s breasts hung Free, their sheer size and weight sending pulses of blood to Link’s cock as he sat transfixed.

Urbosa could see the reaction he had, and decided to enchant him further. She began to massage her breasts, smacking them lightly to get the blood flowing to them.

‘This bra is rather restrictive – necessary among a culture of warrior women blessed with breasts such as ours. Sprinting is a nightmare without them… I do hope you can return the favour and massage them for me?’

She then pulled her pants down, the white fabric falling to the floor. Revealed now were her legs, muscular and dense, strong as a mare’s and just as long. The musculature of her thick thighs rounded out into wide hips that sent Link’s mind to galleries of graphic images, images of gripping her hips as he bred her and seeing the children she could bear not long after. The kind of hips that called to the most primal places of men’s minds, and Urbosa knew it.

She strutted slowly towards the bath tub, entirely Free of clothing and swinging her hips in a show of fertile need. It was not in a Gerudo’s nature to be shy about their desires – they were far too attractive to ever experience rejection from the voe they made advances on. A warrior culture, forthright boldness was in their very nature. As such, Urbosa made no secret of her desire as she sashayed towards Link – she was hungry for cock, and she would not pretend to be anything less.

She slipped into the tub beside Link, cosying up beside him. He did his best to not look at her body, his face flushing red as he saw where her intentions lay. She put one arm around his shoulders, and Link felt surrounded by her presence, by her femininity and affection. The water was Hot, but the chamber was still cool despite the steam, and the warmth of her sun-kissed skin against the coolness of his own was a salve to his ailing heart. He could smell the light musk of her perspiration, and the scent of her health conveyed within it sent blood racing to his nether regions. She leaned din to his ear, and began to whisper.

‘It must be such a burden, being blessed with so much virility, and with no capable woman to use it on…’

Her smoky voice caressed his nerves, sending chills and tingles from his ears and deep into his back and shoulder. Try as he did, he could not stop the increasingly rapid engorgement of his cock. Despite the fact that Link sat in the water that was up to his chest, the head of his cock began to breach the surface of the pool like the glistening head of an Octorok breaching the waters of Lake Hylia.

Urbosa witnessed it’s rise, and gave a soft chuckle as she bit her lip, enjoying the sight of it’s growth.

‘Other voe would barely reach the surface if they sat even waist-deep, yet here you are, submerged almost to your neck, and your weapon refuses to remain hidden…’

Link could hear her gasp gently, breathing heavily as she reached towards his cock and cradled it in her grip. She turned towards him more, pressing her breasts around his upper arms until he was nestled within her cleavage. The skin of her breasts was silky smooth, and they caressed his own skin, lubricated and bobbing gently in the warm water.

‘I can barely fit my hands around it… such girth should be appreciated, not rejected… do not hide it any longer, let it grow for me champion… lie into my breasts until your cock grows harder than the steel of the Master Sword itself…’

Link could feel the tension of his body bleed away in the warmth of the water and Urbosa’s embrace. The constant fighting, protecting Zelda, the constant reminders of duty… it could take a toll on even the mightiest bodies. Knots in muscle, points of tension, residual stress, all could gather in the body. They all bled away now, and the more Link’s body relaxed, the harder his cock grew.

Urbosa’s breasts were a soft sanctuary in a hard world, and Link felt his senses being lost in the pleasure they could bring. He reached up and grabbed them, running his hands along her silky skin and kneading her breasts within his grip. He admired their size, their shape, and he began to salivate as he was held under their sway. He planted deep, slow kisses along them, showering them in lustful attention. Urbosa moaned, her every nerve lit up by Link’s loving licks.

She stroked his cock as they exchanged pleasure. She could not take her eyes off of it. It felt like steel encased within soft skin, throbbing with veins as thick as her finger. As she stroked, a bead of pre-cum began to fork on the head.

‘It’s so ridiculously massive… I would sooner see a smaller cock on a horse, or even a Hinox!’

Link sucked on her nipples, suctioning the flesh of her breasts outwards before releasing it again, watching it ripple and settle before repeating the motion.

‘You crave release champion, I see the building frustration pooling on the tip now… worry not – you have finally met a real woman… a woman who can take your raw virility… a woman who needs every throbbing inch of it… I will grant you the release you deserve…’

She stood and moved to kneel before Link. As she stood, her Pussy and shredded midriff were just level with Link’s face, and he stared at them hypnotised for a brief moment before rushing forward, licking the silk-encased network of perfectly-developed abdominal muscles. He licked and kissed feverishly, moving downwards. Urbosa giggled as she saw where his mind – and tongue – were going. She took hold of his neck in one hand and his cock in the other, gently but firmly.

‘Not quite yet champion – I see your hunger, but this pleasure must be extended. A release as big as yours will require us to be patient. Why end the fun early when we have all the time we could need in the privacy of this chamber?’

She leaned over and planted a deep, wet kiss on Link’s lips, then lowered herself, kneeling before him.

He sat with his back against the rim of the bath, his cock standing tall and thick like one of the five Pillars of Levia. Urbosa placed her hands on the rim and sloshed forward, her breasts coming to rest neatly around the base of Link’s shaft. She pressed her hands around them and pushed them together, their soft flesh squeezing into shape around Link’s throbbing shaft. His cock was so long that despite her breasts squeezing along it, his head protruded from her cleavage right in front of her lips.

‘It’s pressing against my lips…’ she said slowly, as his cock rested against her mouth. ‘To feel the pleasure of my breasts and my lips at the same time… no voe has ever been big enough to try… I was made for you, and you for me…’

She enunciated every word, slowing down and exaggerating her mouth’s movements to torment the nerves of his frenulum with imminent pleasure. He lay transfixed, watching her glossy blue lips morph and shape, constrict and pout, her every minute breath between words hitting his cock like gentle kisses before she ever set her lips upon him fully.

She placed her hands under her breasts, cupping them and lifting them upwards. She hefted them along his length, grinning in satisfaction as she watched Link’s own. The silky soft flesh massaged along his length as a thick rivulet of pre-cum trailed down into her cleavage, lubricating the movement further. Link groaned in pleasure as she repeated the motion, lifting them and allowing them to drop with the slap of flesh, every drop causing them to ripple a moment before she scooped them back up again. The sight of them; so weighty, full, soft and finely developed, brought no end of pleasure to link’s flushed cock.

‘It feels like the haft of a spear between my tits champion… I’ve never felt one as hard as you… the biggest breasts were meant to smother the hardest cocks like yours…’

She then traced a loving lick across his frenulum, her slick tongue setting his nerves alight as she moaned a salacious breath of want onto his head. She planted kisses along his head first, and worked her way down his shaft, the pillows of flesh that were her lips bringing a pleasing comfort to his pleasure-tortured cock as it craved release. Every kiss caused another pearl of cum to drip from his cock, and the drops ran across her fingers as she held his cock steady between her cleavage.

She paused to examine the cum, watching it catch the cool blue light of the bath chamber.

‘I’ve seen voe cum less when they’ve reached their full climax… and here’s you, pre-Cumming more than most emit in a month… such potent seed… where will you release yours champion? Onto my breasts that have enamoured you so? Or into the fertile oasis of my Pussy?’ she paused to lick the cum from her fingers, moaning as she drank it hungrily. ‘Wherever you want it… wherever you please…’

She stood up, the bath water running down her perfect form, streams of steaming water running through the indentations of her muscles like mountain rivers.

‘Whatever you decide-‘ she held his jaw within her grip, as she straddled him and lower her hips over his eagerly awaiting shaft. ‘-we will not be leaving this chamber until I have felt every inch of that immense cock buried as deep within me as you can go.’

Link could feel the dripping promise of pleasure meet the meat of his cock, and it twitched against it like a man mad with thirst on the brink of stumbling into an oasis. With one hand still on his jaw, she reached down to hold his cock steady for her imminent descent. She ground against it, feeling it’s hardness against her erect clitoris, biting her lip and moaning, savouring those few tantalising moments in the lead up to penetration. Then, at last, her thigh muscles flexed as they held her form in a squat, as she lowered herself deeper and began to take his first few inches.

She was positively dripping, and her Pussy melted around his cock as he slid inside her slowly.

Gerudo women were a shining example of female physical fitness. It was difficult to find one who’s midriff was not a bundle of shredded abdominal muscles. This strength and conditioning mean that despite their prodigious size, even the average male’s equipment was usually more than sufficient when held within the tight vice-grip of a Gerudo woman’s pelvic floor muscles.

Despite this, many Gerudo women craved something bigger proportional to their stature, and Lady Urbosa was no different. A male Gerudo may not be born within her lifetime, but she would be sure to sample a cock that felt like it was tailor-made to her preferences.

She lowered herself steadily as she accommodated his length, unused to this new feeling of actually needing to stretch, but she relished the challenge. She squatted deep until at last, Link was almost deep to the base of his shaft, and her tits were levelled with his face.

She ground her hips, smoothly and hypnotically, her powerful legs holding her steady without even a twitch of strain. Every undulation sent a wave of tension along her abdominal muscles, as she squeezed them hard, holding Link’s cock tight within the silken constriction of her soaking Pussy.

She held the back of his neck within her grip tightly, pushing his head into her breasts where he kissed and sucked on them with lustful fervour. Link reached behind her and took hold of a huge Ass cheek in one hand, and held a hip in his other. He felt the way the flesh ran up to her wide hips perfectly, could feel the dense muscle beneath the layer of fat flex as she held herself steady as she rode him. He had needed this for so long, craved the release of a woman capable of taking his size like this – not just taking it, but wanting more, and loving it.

His desire overtook him, and he lifted her up, shocking her with his sudden display of strength and desire.

‘My my champion! I can see why they wanted you to be the Princess’s personal guard, such strength!’

He placed her lying down on the rim of the bath, and standing on the lower step in the pool, he was now perfectly level with her Pussy. His cock flopped onto her stomach, and ending very far up towards her breasts which now pooled pleasingly across her chest under gravity.

‘Look how deep inside me you can go… do it champion, loose your pent-up lust upon me. Destroy my Pussy with your huge thick fat cock!’

Link re-entered her, gripping her hips tightly in a vice-like grip, and thrust as hard as he could.

The bath chamber was filled with the sound of flesh-on-flesh impacts as he plunged his cock deeper than any man had ever been before, each impact bringing screams of pleasure from Urbosa’s painted lips. His weighty testicles swung pendulously with each thrust, slapping against her Ass and causing it to ripple as he bred her.