The imp murmured as she opened her eyes slowly, looking around, coming back to awareness. It was around midnight, and the fire was burning down. Midna got up from her spot, hearing Link growl a little and shift in his sleep. She walked over to one of the trees and began gathering twigs and branches that had fallen.

Midna threw them into the fire, listening to the wood crackle as the flames grew larger, fed by the new fuel. Turning back to go back to sleep, she found that Link had shifted position, lying on his back, his paws curled on his chest. The wolf was obviously dreaming from the way his tail was wagging, his paws twitching. The imp smirked, watching him. Her eyes suddenly fell upon something on his stomach.

It was a slight bulge in his fur, sticking out between his hind legs. Midna’s eyes went wide and she blushed a little, realizing what it was. It was Link’s sheath. The imp floated closer, almost unconsciously, getting a better look. His furry testicles were nestled below it, rather large in size. Midna could feel the fur of her thighs grow damp. She blushed deeper, shaking her head.

~Don’t be silly, Midna. Just because you’ve been deprived of sex since that bastard Zant took over the Twilight Realm, doesn’t mean you have to lower yourself to mate with a light worlder… And a beast at that…~ thought the girl, shaking her head. But despite her self-admonishment, she still couldn’t take her eyes off of it. She needed physical companionship, and couldn’t wait a minute longer. Logically, she knew that Link held no interest for her whatsoever besides thinking of her as an ally and a friend, especially considering her form. He would never willingly do anything with her. However, suddenly, the beginnings of an idea formed in her mischievous mind.

“Hey, Link, wake up!” she said, shaking him gently. The wolf gave a short bark, and fell back asleep. It took Midna almost two minutes of prodding and poking before Link blearily opened an eye, giving a tired growl, querying what was wrong.

“Get up! I think I saw something,” Midna said. Link rolled to his feet, shaking himself a little to wake up, and looked around. His night vision as a wolf was much better than his vision as a Hylian, but he was unable to see anything that was the matter. He tilted his head, looking at Midna with a look that obviously stated confusion. Midna suddenly pointed off outside the stand of trees.

“Out there! Go take a look! I’ll stay here and protect our stuff,” said the imp, just absolutely pouring on the dramatics to help convince him. Link gave the closest thing to a shrug that he was capable of as a wolf, and padded off outside the camp. Meanwhile, Midna began focusing the innate magic that all denizens of the Twilight Realm possessed. In her altered form, her magical abilities were hindered greatly, but the spell she had in mind was not complex or particularly powerful.

A minute later, Link came back, grumbling to himself, obviously irritated to have been woken up late at night for a false alarm. He looked up to Midna. The imp grinned, and unleashed the magic. A pattern of light appeared in the air before her, shifting and moving constantly. Link male reproductive organed his head, barking in confusion. He suddenly found himself rooted to the spot, unable to move his paws; his head stuck facing forward at the swirling pattern of light.

“No, I didn’t think you wanted to look away, did you? After all, it’s so pretty… The spinning colors… Don’t you just want to stare at it forever?” said Midna, holding her hand out, the design floating in front of her. She was sitting on a log, reclining lazily as she used the spell. Link growled, trying to force his head to move, but was completely paralyzed.

“Don’t try to fight, Link… Just watch the light move. Doesn’t it make you kind of sleepy? Lightheaded… Tired…” murmured the imp, her voice quiet and sibilant. Link blinked. Now that he thought of it, he did feel a little lightheaded. He growled softly, watching the colors spin and whirl, filling his vision completely. Reds, blues, greens, yellows, oranges, and purples, all moving around, enrapturing the wolf. The wolf growled softly, shaking his head, trying to clear his mind, but failing as a fog began to engulf his brain.

“That’s right, feel yourself drifting off… Let your mind empty… Your only thought to obey like a good doggie…” Midna said, smiling as she saw the sleepy look on Link’s face. The wolf murmured, his head beginning to droop a little as all the thoughts and emotions drained out of him. Midna watched eagerly, as Link’s tail wagged slowly.

“Just a little more, Link… Growing sleepier and sleepier with every pbuming second. Feeling your mind drift away, leaving you completely empty and asleep…” murmured the imp, in a bit of a singsong voice. Link let out a final growl before his head drooped completely, his muscles relaxing, and all the tension leaving his form.

Midna released the magic, and the lightshow faded away. She hopped off the log, floating around Link. She looked him in the eye, waving a hand in front of his face. He did not react at all, his gaze unfocused and glbumy. Midna smiled, hovering in front of him.

“Link? Bark three times if you can hear me,” said the imp, smirking. Link, still staring blankly, gave a trio of low, quiet woofs. Midna grinned wider, rubbing her hands together mischievously.

“Lift your right front paw,” commanded the girl. Link did so, obediently. Midna giggled, thinking of all the fun things she could do with the enchanted lupine.

“Okay, get on your back, Link,” ordered Midna. Link rolled over, lying back. She floated down, running her hands along his stomach.

“Good doggie…” she murmured, sliding her hands down until they found what they were looking for. She gently stroked Link’s sheath, her hand rubbing up and down the soft furry pouch. Her other hand cupped his testicles, giving them a soft squeeze. The reaction was almost immediate. Link growled softly, his hips twitching as the sheath bulged, the very tip of his shaft poking free from the fur. She ran a finger along it, watching it twitch, more of his length beginning to poke free, sliding out slowly, inch by inch.

The imp watched in fascination as the long red rod lay against his tummy, throbbing and twitching as it grew harder with every pbuming second. Her hand slid up and down the hot flesh, coaxing it to full mast, watching as it became longer and harder. Finally, Link whined a little, and his male reproductive organ twitched and throbbed in Midna’s furry hand. She smiled, knowing he was at full erection.

Midna leaned down, and took the base of his shaft into both hands, stroking up and down the thick, throbbing member. Her tongue flicked at the tip, before swirling around the shaft. Link growled softly and stared blankly at the sky, his eyes dull and glbumy, while the imp slowly licked down his male reproductive organ. She smiled, knowing she had him in the palm of her hand, literally, as she pressed her tongue against the bulge of his knot, before kissing his testicles. The wolf whimpered, his hips twitching and his tail wagging as he drifted in a pleasurable haze, his mind empty of all thought and emotion, only the urge to obey and the enjoyment gripping his form left in his head.

The imp gently placed a long luscious lick up his shaft, from sheath to tip, making the lupine whimper in pleasure. Midna took the wolf into her mouth slowly, swirling her tongue around him as she lowered her head inch by inch onto his male reproductive organ. Link groaned, his hips bucking up as she murmured, bobbing her head deliberately, taking her time.

Midna hummed deep in her throat, her voice sending vibrations through Link’s member as she swirled her tongue around his male reproductive organ. The wolf barked quietly, feeling his male reproductive organ throb in her warm, wet mouth. Suddenly, he growled loudly, feeling something welling up inside him. A gush of sweet, warm pregreat times fired off into her, splashing her tongue and the back of her throat. Midna’s eyes went wide in surprise, but she grinned, swallowing the sugary fluid, her tongue lavishing his member, coaxing out more and more of his pre.

Link began to grunt and groan, his hips bucking as he could feel pressure building inside his loins. His body tingled, and his testicles drew up tight, beginning to churn. His tail wagged, and he panted heavily, his mind reeling, engulfed in the pleasure and the magic. Midna noticed the wolf’s arousal building to its limit and lifted off of him, grinning mischievously.

“Oooh… Is the puppy ready to spurt?” she asked, stroking his shaft with both hands, taking great pleasure in watching him squirm. Link gave a soft growl in response, his hips bucking particularly hard.

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes.’ Okay, then… Come, puppy!” commanded Midna, a wide smile on her face. The wolf’s blue eyes rolled up in his head, and he howled, bucking his hips forward hard. His male reproductive organ throbbed hard in Midna’s hands, and a burst of thick, hot, white wolf spunk erupted from his tip, splashing all over the imp’s face and hair. She squealed happily, feeling the hot, creamy liquid splattering her black and grey fur. Her hands slid up and down the twitching, lurching male reproductive organ, lapping at his tip, letting the salty sweet creamy fluid fill her mouth, before she swallowed with relish.

Link stared at the night sky blankly, his tail wagging and his hips twitching. His testicles churned as they pumped their burden over the imp. Midna swallowed fast, trying to keep up with the flow as she suckled on his head. Unfortunately, her mouth was too small, and Link’s climax too large and fast; and copious amounts of his wolf cream dripped down her chin, spurting out from the corners of her mouth. Link growled and grunted, filling Midna’s mouth with his warm, milky spunk.

Soon, the imp girl needed air, and she let him out of her mouth. His creamy great times fired off, splattering and splashing over the imp’s hair and fur, soaking her down. The imp’s eyes went wide with surprise as she saw the sheer amount of wolf semen, rope after ribbon gushing from his male reproductive organ. The thick fluid splattered her chest and stomach, staining her fur, splashing her nipples. She could actually watch his furry balls twitch as they pumped more and more of his gooey, pearly wolf spunk up his shaft, out of his tip and over her body, splattering her black and grey fur audibly.

Finally, Link’s body shuddered, a final gush catching Midna right between the eyes, making her blink. He sighed heavily, his muscles relaxing as his orgasm wound down slowly, a fairly steady stream of great times dribbling down his length.

Midna smiled wide, looking around. She was dripping with his wolf semen, dripping from her fur, having stained her a shade of milky grey. Link’s fur was matted down as well, covered in his own sticky fluids. The grbum surrounding them was crisscrossed with dozens of thick strings of his spunk.

“Wow. You were really backed up, weren’t you, little doggie?” asked the girl grinning playfully. Link barked quietly, which Midna took to be an affirmative answer. She smiled, leaning down, lapping at the lupine’s male reproductive organ gently, and cleaning off the thick, hot, sticky great times dripping down the throbbing length. Link whimpered, his hips twitched, and his tail wagged as she set about cleaning him off with her tongue, savoring every drop of his spunk.