Link sighed heavily as he wandered through the mansion's halls. It had been three weeks since the whole Peach fiasco, and he was glad to have it over and done with. It seemed the princess had kept her promise and hadn't breathed a word of the events to anyone else, but that didn't mean she let him forget it. Every now and then, she gave a little hint about it such as glancing at him when she was discussing her new dress or complaining about her high heels, all with a knowing smirk.

Link didn't care, however; he and all the other smashers were leaving in 3 months so they could prepare for the next tournament, so as long as she didn't tell anyone, the whole thing would just blow over. He smiled as he found the wooden door leading into his room and opened it, but the colour drained from the young Hylian's face as he stepped inside.

Pink. Lots and lots of pink. The walls of his room were now covered in a pale pink wallpaper, with a soft carpet in a darker pink covering the former wooden floors. Where his simple single bed was now a large four poster bed with pink satin sheets. A vanity table with a heart-shaped mirror and more makeup than Link had ever seen in his life was where his weapons formerly were, and the dresser where he kept his tunics had been replaced with a large pink wardrobe.

Link's jaw flopped up and down in shock as he took in his feminized room, until he spotted something glistening on his bed; a small tiara, with a white envelope sitting next to it. His hands were shaking as he picked it up and opened it, a strong stink of perfume filling his nostrils as he began reading the familiar handwriting.

"Dear Link,

What do you think of your new room? I felt that since you enjoyed our little dress up session then it was only right that I give your a proper royal makeover! I've also thrown out all these ugly boyish tunics and replaced them with something far more befitting a princess, so that you can be pretty for your last three months! No need to thank me! Oh, and I also made sure to coat this letter in a very 'special' perfume, to make absolutely sure you enjoy yourself.

Be careful what you say, Link; I promised not to tell anyone, but I didn't say I wouldn't show anyone.

Signed, Princess Toadstool

~ Peach"

Link trembled in horror, almost unable to believe what he just read. Rereading the line about the special perfume, he began to wonder what it meant when to his shock his hands placed the letter back into the envelope and began to undo his belt.

"What!? Hey, no! Stop!" he cried. Or at least he would have, but for some reason neither his lips nor his vocal chords would cooperate. Instead, he was silent as he soon stripped off his tunic and underwear, leaving him naked. His body turned and walked over to the wardrobe, grabbing the heart-shaped handles and flung it open.

The Hero of Time wanted to cry as he looked at the rows and rows of dresses that he now owned. His body didn't give him any time to, as it immediately opened one of the drawers and pulled out a pair of satin panties; magenta in colour with some pale pink frills along the openings, and a white heart on the front. Link tried to scream as he unwilling stepped into them and pulled them up his legs. The matching bra followed, with the young boy fastening it around his chest backwards, before flipping it around and slipping his arms through the straps.

Closing the first drawer, Link's hands quickly opened another, revealing several varieties of hosiery. His hands reached in and he pulled out a pair of tan pantyhose, and turned to sit on the bed. With skill that he knew fine well he didn't have, Link found himself rolling the nylons up and slipping his foot into them; he repeated for the other leg, before standing and sliding the tights up to his waist, his legs now a few shades darker and shiny.

Apparently satisfied with his undergarments, Link's body returned to the wardrobe and knelt down, inspecting the high heeled shoes lined up at the bottom. Link grimaced (or would have) as he picked up a pair of sequined pink pumps, glittering in the room's light. The stiletto heel extended down at least four inches, much higher than anything he'd seen any of the other girls wear. The pointed toes were adorned with a large ribbon tied in a big bow, and in the centre sat a pink jewel shaped like a heart. Link tried to stop himself in vain as he slid his stockinged feet into the girly footwear, the shoes being a perfect fit if very tight and snug. His body tried to wiggle his toes, and found it was unable to.

The crossdressing youngster turned to the wardrobe once again as he began to look through the dresses this time, and whimpered as it made it's selection. A pink one, of course, with large poofy sleeves and a long skirt, just like Peach's, but there the similarties ended. This one had a large segment cut out from the front of the chest, making a... what did he hear Samus call it? A cleaver window? Something like that. The skirt reached down to around Link's ankles, with several layers of petticoats built in. The sleeves reached around the middle of Link's upper arm, with large puffy globes the size of Link's head with big lovehearts embroidered onto it.

Mentally screaming, Link unzipped the back and stepped into the dress, pulling it up and slipping his hands in the sleeves. He carefully adjusted it until it looked right, his cleaver window exposing his chest and leaving the frills and straps of his bra visible. A dark pink choker and pale pink satin gloves that extended past his elbows were added to complete the ensemble as he turned to the mirror.

Link stared in horror at his reflection. From the neck down, he was dressed in the pinkest, frilliest, girliest outfit he'd ever seen, with his still male head sitting on the top. He looked... he looked like a sissy! Like some sort of crossdresser!

However, his torment wasn't over yet as his body forced him to walk over to the vanity table. Opening one of the drawers, Link's gloved hands pulled out a large black box and sat it on the table, opening it to reveal all sorts of jewellry. Within minutes, Link had jewelled rings on his fingers, a diamond bracelet around one wrist, a pearl necklace dangling from his neck and pearl clip-on earrings hanging from his earlobes.

Finally, Link turned to his bed, where the tiara was. It was a silver thing, adorned with diamonds and gems, in particular a large pink one shaped like a heart right in the middle. His hands picked it up and carefully rested it on his head, nestled in his short blond hair, completing the transformation. Link sobbed on the inside as his body stood in the mirror and smiled.

"I'm such a pretty princess..." he said against his will, followed by a giggle as he did a little twirl.

"I just love to wear pretty dresses and high heels, and be as girly as possible." His lips kissed the tips of his finger before blowing it to his reflection, lifting up one high heeled leg girlishly.

"I wish a handsome prince would come and sweep me off my feet..." he said with a grin, as he turned and wiggled his butt at the mirror. He laughed as his body began to walk to the door, his skirts swishing, his high heels clicking and his jewellry shining.

Link the Hero of Time was gone. For the next three months, Link the Pretty Princess was in charge!

LINK'S NEW LOOK: PLAYING PRINCESS Chapter 2 -END

Author's Notes: Well, here it is. The second part and conclusion, brought back by popular demand, a burst of inspiration and in at least one case personal request. Personally though, I don't think this is as good as it could have been, but hey, it's written now.