This comes with a warning. While there isnt anything sexual or punishment in this chapter, the next ones WILL. So please click away if this triggers you.
The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild Fanfic:
'Wake up, Link. Open your eyes.' Were the first words Link had heard when he woke up, only clad in short underpants inside that weird liquid. And now, he was all-powerful, facing off against 2 grey stone guardians, guarding his next dungeon. It should take a few minutes, max. It should take no longer with Link's new sword and damage resistant clothes. Hiding behind a pillar from the guardian's cannon weapons, Link rolled to the next pillar; his bow instantly being drawn and 3 arrows quickly shooting into the first guardian. Almost no damage. But that's fine, Link would rush in quickly, slash with his sword, flurry, and run back to cover within seconds.
Link ran towards the first guardian, slashing with his sword. "Hyar!" A solid strike. But then, Link felt something grip his ankle, a metallic claw, cutting in slightly.
Oh god. The second guardian.
Link was lifted up into the air, dangling upside down. His shirt fell down to his chest, exposing his stomach; the skin turned red when exposed to the cold. The guardian was going to rip him apart. Another tentacle of the guardian went down to his head, holding it still. Link tried to squirm, but those arms were too painful to move in.
The first guardian's tentacle. It was moving towards him. They were going to execute him.
The long, see through arm slowly made its way up to his midriff. It slowly prodded at his belly button and exposed flesh, Link's skin becoming even colder. What was it doing? Link wriggled again, kicking at the arm that was holding his other foot, but failing to make the Guardian release. The guardian's other arm moved up down to where his shirt covered the main portion of his chest and upper torso.
What was happening? Was it...?
Its metal/rock hand grabbed at the rim of the shirt, cutting through the resistant material, slowly cutting up and up towards his neck, but stopping before his throat was slit. It moved the hand around his arms.
And Link's shirt fell to the floor, a full 20 feet beneath him.
NO! He was the hero! He had to defeat this dungeon! What are they doing? Freezing me to death? Link thought, just as the cold set in onto his slim frame, chilling him thoroughly, even to the bone. The guardian holding him reached up another long arm, grabbing his loose legs, Link not being able to fight back. Suddenly, a hand was over his mouth and nose, stopping the air flow. What? No, this can't... can't be... happening... what are they... Link thought, as the lack of oxygen suddenly lurched his body forward as he fell into unconsciousness.
...10 minutes later...
Link awoke, coughing and spluttering. Were they... Still... Here? As his eyes adjusted, he noticed he still didn't have his shirt on, but he was still wearing his trousers. His eyes focused finally.
No. It couldn't be.
At least 30 bokoblins, all gathered around him, all cheering, chatting but mainly focusing on him.
Thats it for now, will publish more later.