Link had to hand it to his wife: There was very little that she couldn't accomplish when she set her mind to it.

Zelda had been crowned as the queen with Link at her side, their private marriage now public knowledge for all of Hyrule. Settling into life as newlyweds while rebuilding the kingdom was a monumental task, and that was to say nothing of her efforts to regain her personal strength and stamina after sealing Calamity Ganon for one hundred years.

Yet she managed to balance it all, taking things in stride and maintaining a smile whenever possible. And if the responsibilities of being queen weren't enough, their life became more full and challenging when Zelda gave birth to their daughter six months following her coronation.

Motherhood suited her, and Link couldn't get enough of spending time with his wife and little Zellie. The days were short, full to overflowing with responsibilities and joys unending. Yet as much as he loved watching Zellie grow as the months slipped by, he cherished the time with his Princess while their precious girl slumbered in her crib.

Rain was falling one autumn night two years after their coronation when Link found Zelda in her study around nine, busy at work on a strange brew over the flames of her fireplace. She looked perfectly at ease in her pale purple dress and long white apron, like any woman cooking in Hyrule.

"Remind me again what you're making," he said as he kicked off his boots and rolled up the sleeves of his beige button down shirt when she gestured for him to take over stirring the bubbling pot over the fire.

"Ever since you encountered that strange cat in Hyrule Field, Zellie has been saying 'kitty' and pretending to be one. While it would be simple for Mara and I to create a costume for her to wear, because she's two, she's going to grow out of anything we make rather quickly unless it's rather large." Zelda added a pinch of dried mushrooms while Link continued to stir the pot. "Or we would need to make a new one every few months."

"I remember you saying that."

"I was thinking about how Purah and Elle were able to create potions that enabled the consumer to take on different body-altering attributes, such as heat resistance, fire resistance, and strength elixirs. Surely, then, there must be a way to create something similar to give catlike attributes temporarily, to allow Zellie to become a cat, or at least a partial cat." Zelda's shining eyes met Link's. "That's the goal."

"And how many different times have you attempted this now?" he asked curiously.

"Over a dozen. None of them have proven successful thus far, let alone fit for human consumption. But Purah assured me that her potions took countless tries to perfect. I will not give up."

"You're beautiful when you're fierce, Princess," Link murmured. He pressed a kiss on her forehead as she stepped close, relishing the soft smile that crossed her face.

"Thank you. I believe I have isolated the previous issues I had with it and have corrected the mistakes I made." Zelda wiped her brow with the long pink sleeve of her dress before pushing the fabric back up above her elbows. "There was one more element I needed to add into it though. Where did I put my notes?"

"On the table to your left, beside your charcoal pencils," Link gestured without looking.

"Thank you. How did you know?"

"It was the first thing I saw when I came in, besides my blushing bride hard at work. Hopefully not too hard at work though. I'd rather have your company in our bed tonight instead of finding you dozing off on the workbench here again." Link pretended not to notice the pout she flashed in his direction.

"It's been several weeks since that last occurred," Zelda protested. "It's never my intention to sleep anywhere other than by your side. But I was simply exhausted and–"

"Shhhh. I'm not upset, Princess. It was rather adorable to find you asleep here at two in the morning." Link kissed away her muffled indignant cry. "I'll find you attractive no matter what time of day or night it is. Count on that, Zel."

Zelda was blushing when she pulled away. "Link, we need to finish this potion if I'm going to test it tonight."

"What's the duration for it supposed to be?"

"I've set it to last up to four hours at the most. It would be excessive to have it any longer for Zellie. And that's only if she likes the effects of it. I have to create an antidote for it as a failsafe once I've created one that works. I don't want her to be trapped with a cat tail and ears if she doesn't like it. That would be miserable for us, as well as for her."

"That's very wise." Link's hand stilled at his task of stirring the brew for a moment. "Is it supposed to be this odd shade of purple?"

"Based on the ingredients that I have included? Yes. Perhaps even a deeper shade, given the original color of the monster guts. I added honey to mask some of the vile taste." Zelda took the spoon from him to test the consistency. "Final ingredients are going in now."

Link stepped out of the way to allow his budding alchemist wife to add a small vial of gray powder into the mixture and give it a stir. The brew admittedly smelled strongly of monster guts and something that Link couldn't quite identify.

"Stir constantly for another two minutes over the heat while I make my notes, and then we'll transfer it to a drinkable container for testing."

"Are you sure you need to be the one to test it, Princess? I have a stronger stomach than you do," Link pointed out. He took the spoon from her and kept the brew moving over the flame.

"But it's being given to our daughter, and because she's female like I am, it's only fitting that I be the one to ensure it's safe for her consumption. What if your body reacted differently than mine does?" Zelda countered. "It shall be fine. I'm certain of that."

He shook his head. "Is Azzy nearby?"

"Hm? Oh, she's around. She and Cami are living outside of Castle Town. Fae helped build them a house on the ranch as well. They don't want to travel too far because she's close to her due date," Zelda said offhand while finishing her note. She stepped back in front of Link and took the brew off the flames. "Why?"

"I think it'd be wise to have a healer on hand when you're testing it."

"Link, I really think you're worrying too much." She turned to her husband and brushed a kiss on his cheek. "The risk of getting sick to my stomach isn't that bad. We've had worse. Nothing has beat the bad mushrooms."

Link groaned and didn't say anything more. The mushrooms were memorable years after their consumption, and for good reason. He was still mildly leery of fungus he hadn't picked himself following that occurrence.

Zelda poured a portion of the brew into a small cup and blew on it to cool it off. "Won't be long now."

"Long enough for me to kiss my bride?" Link took the cup from her hand and set it on the workbench so he could pull her into his arms for a tender kiss.

His princess sighed when he broke the caress a few moments later. "Don't think I don't see what you're doing. It won't work. I'm not going to push this off, Link. I want to see if my hypothesis was correct."

"I'm not asking you to push it off," he assured her. His lips pressed another kiss onto her forehead. "I'm just wanting time with my wife, and your brew needed time to cool. Consider it killing two birds with one arrow."

"Don't let the Rito hear you saying that," Zelda teased with a slight giggle. "We don't need any strained political standings."

"You knew what I meant!"

"Did I?"

Link opened his mouth to protest but his wife only laughed. She took the cup back off the bench and blew on it again before cautiously taking a sip. The face she made was nothing short of revulsion but she swallowed the three gulps of the potion without hesitation before she set the cup down and grabbed for Link's waterskin.

"Was it as bad as it smelled?" Link hazarded a guess.

"Worse," she croaked after guzzling several large mouthfuls of water. "The honey I added was far from sufficient. How are you feeling?"

The Champion's reply was cut off by Zelda's groan as she doubled over, clenching her abdomen. Before his eyes, he watched two large, fluffy white cat ears appear on her head, and a long tail sprout from behind her. Her hands transformed into long, slender cat paws while her nose and facial features softened to become more feline in nature.

"The potion worked, didn't it?" Zelda panted. Her head lifted to look at him, and he was given the first glimpse at her now-catlike green eyes. "I feel hot all over, like I'm running a fever. Get this dress and apron off me, Link. Please."

He didn't have to be told twice. He untied the apron and pulled it off, setting it on the table. Her dress was next, and she heaved a sigh of relief when the long sleeves and thick wool lifted from her shoulders.

Link had to consciously refrain from licking his lips as she examined herself in front of the fireplace, peering at her paws curiously and looking back over her shoulder to try and see her tail where it connected just above the waistband of her pale pink panties.

"Write this down for me. Potion granted front paws, ears, and cat tail. Possible feline features on my face as well. Will confirm that with a mirror shortly. Physical symptoms at time of ingestion include mild pains in the stomach, and a fever-like heat flowing through my veins. Heat seems most prevalent in my face, my breasts, and genitals."

Link's head came up sharply as she finished her sentence. "Heat?"

"Mhm," Zelda purred, coming over to where her husband stood, furiously writing notes with her charcoal pencil. "The kind of heat that reminds me how lucky I am to have you with me, Link."

He swallowed thickly as her paws gently rubbed at the erection now straining in his pants. "Heat… Do you think that's wise to give to Zellie?"

"Mmmm. Probably not. But I don't want to think about Zellie right now. I want to think about you. Actually, I don't want to think at all. I want you, Link." Zelda rubbed her face against his chest as another purr rumbled from her chest and neck. "Get me naked. Make love to me. Fuck me. I want you inside of me already, Link!"

The pencil fell from his left hand with a clatter as Link pulled her face up and fiercely kissed her. Something about her appearance with the catlike qualities was alluring, giving her a more seductive look. He didn't even mind when her paws went around his neck. Or when he felt her claws extend and cut through the thin fabric of his old shirt and rip it in response to him grinding against her while they made out.

"Link," she whined softly when he broke the kiss and gently pushed her away. "Don't make me wait. Please."

"I don't intend to for long," he assured her. His fingers fumbled with the buttons in their haste to remove his shirt. Then it was off, and Zelda was back, rubbing her face against his smooth, bare chest while he was left to struggle with undoing his pants around the amorous cat woman.

"Fuck me on the rug. No. Wait. I want to ride you." Zelda didn't give him much time to react. She knelt and took him in her mouth the moment his pants and boxer briefs were down around his knees.

"Oh, Hylia!" Link cursed. His hands usually stroked her hair while she was going down on him, but this time, they never left the silky fur of her cat ears. He groaned and thrust into her mouth, relishing the attention his wife was giving him.

She pulled away suddenly, leaving him dripping from her saliva while she turned around. "Bra off."

His fingers made short work of undoing the hooks and dropping the garment onto the floor. He tugged her panties off as well, kicking his own pants off while she led them onto the bearskin rug in front of the fire. "Are you sure you want to ride first?"

"Yes." Zelda pushed him down and was on him before he had time to process anything more. "Goddess above, I needed this." She took his sizable length inside of her with a quick motion, and began to ride him with a pace and fervor that had Link moaning in pleasure.

"I haven't seen you so desperate for me in several months," he panted. His hands rested on her hips, aiding in helping her keep balance while her paws kneaded his chest in rhythm with her movement.

"I think it might be the potion," Zelda acknowledged. Words failed her as her head rolled backwards from the force of her orgasm. Her chest heaved, and claws dug into Link's chest while she rode out her release.

Link hissed slightly but the slight ache from the needle-sharp claws did little apart from keeping him from reaching his own release. "Aphrodisiac qualities?"

"Very much so." She collapsed down over him, her full breasts rubbing over his chest and face. "For example, I've just reached my climax, however, I'm finding it's not enough. I want more! Fuck your princess, Link. That's an order."

Link shuddered slightly and gave a nod. It was rare that Zelda used her authoritative tone on him. She had long held the belief they were equals, even before coronation as queen and king. But occasionally, they reverted back to 'princess and bodyguard' for the sake of bedroom roleplay, and he couldn't get enough.

She gave no signs that she had any intention of moving, so he rolled them over and pulled out of her, ignoring her aroused whine. Link often thought to himself that if someone were to catch them during their more intimate moments, one would never expect Zelda to be royalty. She enjoyed a good fucking as often as gentle lovemaking, and was just as likely to initiate in a situation where they might be caught as he was. Hylia knew what she was doing when their fates were intertwined.

But he didn't dwell on these thoughts. Not this time. The cat tail twitching in front of him was too distracting, as was the shapely, firm ass in front of him that he now slapped firmly while tugging her into position. Zelda whimpered and shook her ass at him.

"Don't keep me in suspense," she moaned. "Fuck me, Link!"

Link chuckled and slapped her ass, intentionally waiting another few seconds before teasing her with his erection. "But it's fun to keep you in suspense."

Zelda hissed with catlike accuracy that had her husband curling his toes in surprise. "Just do it! I'm getting impatient and I'm losing control of my claws."

He complied quickly, slamming into her from behind with a force and ferocity reserved for only the roughest of fuckings. His groan of arousal was drowned out by her sigh of relief when she thrust backwards against his hips.

"Harder!" Her tail whipped against his face, breaking his concentration.

Link grunted and went still, watching the thrashing appendage for a moment before grabbing it with his left hand and lightly looping it around his wrist.

"What are you doing?!"

"Giving you what you wanted."

Zelda let out a wanton cry when he thrust harder and deeper into her than before. "Yes! Oh, goddess, yes!"

Link chuckled and slapped her right hip while he roughly fucked her. It turned him on greatly to see her breasts bouncing against her stomach, to hear the lewd flesh striking flesh sounds. Even after a couple of years, nothing could surpass the love and lust he felt for his princess.

The sound erupting from her throat when she reached another orgasm wasn't fully human. The half moan, half purr sent heat shooting down his spine faster than anything he could recall. He groaned and didn't slow, not until he too was unable to hold himself back, flooding his seed deep inside of her.

His hips stilled, but his cock twitched, reluctantly giving up the last of his release for her. Link sighed quietly and undid the loop he'd made of her tail before gently stroking it from tip to base.

Zelda purred as her knees gave out and she pulled away in spite of her best efforts. She collapsed on her side against the brown, bearskin rug and curled around herself. Fluids leaked from her folds, but she paid it no attention while she pawed at her face. "Link, my nose itches."

He chuckled and knelt behind her, gently scratching the side of her nose. "That is the downside of the paws, isn't it?"

"Little bit." Zelda yawned and blinked sleepily up at him. "Are you going to cuddle with me?"

"If you'd like to curl against my lap."

"I want my head in your lap, and a little nap," she admitted. "My body is trying to tell me that I need you again, but I'm simply too exhausted. Even if I'm soaked with my desire for you."

"You're already filled with my seed too, Princess." Link gently pointed out. He lightly stroked her hair and shifted so she was able to curl up between his parted legs. His cock was half-hard against his right thigh, but he didn't pay attention to it. He was sated for the time being.

Zelda purred and rubbed her face against his left thigh before resting her head on his leg. "This won't work for our daughter, however, it does have some advantages. I am rather warm and comfortable now."

"And you have to admit that the sex was rather fun too," Link added. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "But let's mark this down as a 'failed experiment' and settle for a fabric costume for Zellie."

"Agreed. So long as you don't mind me making another batch of this for use at some point in the future, when time allows."

"Anytime, Princess."

Link smiled to himself as he felt his wife purr and then slip off into an easy sleep in his lap. She had the best of intentions, but some things were better kept just between lovers. After all, it wasn't every day that Zelda, his princess-turned-queen-of-Hyrule, became a cat girl.