That was it. One look, and he had been smitten.
He picked up the object of his affection, and with his snout, took one big whiff of her. Goddesses, she smelled like heaven.
He forcefully pressed his lips against her crunchy outer shell. As he did so, a small portion of her spicy beef and bean filling spilled out.
"Did I hurt you?" Ganon asked in his strange, raspy voice. The taco sat there in mysterious, alluring silence.
Ganon grew more and more concerned at his love's silence. As her silence drew out, Ganon pulled her close. "I love you," he whispered to her as the two cuddled.
The longer the two embraced, the more tantalizing her smell became. Soon, it became too much for him to handle. He lifted the taco to his mouth and gave her another passionate kiss. Suddenly, he sunk his teeth into her. He took bite after bite of her, enjoying the harmonious blend of beans, cheese, lettuce, rice, and salsa, all encased in a crunchy, golden corn tortilla shell.
After he took the last satisfying bite of her, he realized what he had done. Ganon was not one to regret, but for the first time in his life, he was horrified at his actions.
As he was slumped on the floor, sobbing in the fetal position, one of his moblin minions entered the room.
"Master, I have retrieved your dinner, as you ordered," said the moblin, holding up a greasy bag from Taco Bell.