The Swelling Sheikah And Her Gluttonous Goddess 1

Impa understood well that it was her duty as one of the Sheikah tribe to protect the mortal reincarnation of the Goddess Hylia. She had long since accepted the fact that she was likely to die in the line of duty, and that the Goddess's life came before her own in any dangerous situation. Whatever the Goddess demanded of her would be done, no questions asked. Impa had no qualms about such rules, and pushed any personal apprehensions she may have had aside. The Sheikah were very loyal to their duties, after all.

However...

Impa felt a plump hand tug violently on her arm. "Hey, Impa, can we go and buy some of that lava-candy? Please? It's only five rupees!"

"W-Well, alright...but please don't take so long this time, my Lady..."

The Sheikah woman couldn't deny that she was more than a little taken aback to discover that the Goddess's reincarnation was a chubby blonde with a voracious appetite. She said her name was Zelda. It had been by sheer luck that Impa had discovered her, wandering aimlessly through the Faron Woods. Apparently, a dark wind had knocked her down to the surface world from a place called Skyloft not too long before. It was a wonder how she had survived the fall without even a bruise or a broken bone. But of course, Impa was thankful for that.

Now that she had the Goddess's mortal form under her protection, Impa's mission was to bring her to the magical springs inside the land's many temples, and instruct the youth on the grand role she played in the upcoming conflict.

Unfortunately, this all proved very difficult to accomplish so far, as Zelda constantly insisted for food.

Impa observed from afar as the large girl walked over to a Mogma selling the red-hot sweets. The dress she wore, while a modest one, still did little to hide the many rolls and curves that made up Zelda's body. She had a gigantic butt, as if someone had stuffed a pair of bombs into her bottom. She had a few rolls of pudge cascading down her back, and her legs were wide and plump, constantly touching whether she was sitting or standing. After purchasing an entire satchel's worth of candy, Zelda thanked the Mogma, spun around and began making her way back to Impa. The Sheikah could see that the young woman's breasts were at an impressive size, huge, floppy orbs that seemed to be stuck in a constant state of bouncing. They were easily the largest Impa had ever seen. Zelda's belly was nothing to pass over, either. It was a gut that had clearly been overfed several times over. It dangled a little over the edge of her waist, and Zelda had a habit of rubbing and shaking it after having a filling meal. The shirt she wore could no longer completely cover it from view. All in all, with her body in such a state and a plump face to match, Zelda was a very fat woman indeed.

"Mmm!" Zelda cooed, her mouth filled with candy, "The Mogmas really know how to make their sweets!" Somehow she was one of the few people who could handle eating such spicy candy without permanently damaging the taste-buds of one's tongue.

Impa slowly approached her. "Have you purchased everything you want? I would rather not have to turn back again because you had only just remembered something you wanted to try. I do not mean to be rude, my Goddess, but we really must hurry, before the demon in the cape catches up to us-"

"Impa." Without warning, and for the first time since they had met, Zelda's expression became very stern. Impa stiffened in response.

"Yes...?"

"You don't have to keep calling me 'Goddess'. I may be a reincarnation of the great Goddess Hylia as you claim, and I believe you, but I am still me nonetheless. Please, just call me 'Zelda'. It would make me feel much better. You're not just my bodyguard, but my friend too, you know."

Impa couldn't help but feel a little flustered by such a request. She had never had something like a 'friend' before.

"W-Well, if you so command it, then it shall be done...Zelda." she bowed her head.

"Awesome!" Zelda giggled, "So anyway, do you want to try some of this candy? It's really delicious! I'm serious!"

Impa waved it off, replying apologetically, "Um, no thank you, Zelda. I do not like spicy food, and eating such...confectionaries...isn't very healthy. I need to keep myself in prime shape to be able to protect you at all times."

Zelda rolled her eyes. Dropping the candy back into the bag, the blonde woman reached out and lightly poked at Impa's washboard of a stomach. Impa stared at Zelda, puzzled by the girl's strange actions. Zelda poked again. Impa could feel some sort of warmth swelling up inside of her. Zelda took a step back, looking Impa over from top to bottom, and let out a disgruntled sigh.

"Honestly, Impa, I don't know how to tell you this, but...I think you're far too skinny as it is." Zelda proclaimed after a moment's consideration.

"Me? Too skinny?" Impa looked herself over, finding that very hard to believe, "Do you really think I am too thin?"

Zelda nodded her head. "That's right. You need some meat on your bones. You're my friend, and it pains me to see you looking so unhealthy! Why, your arms are so thin that they look like twigs!"

Impa wasn't sure she liked where this was going. "Rest assured, Zelda, that I possess more than enough strength to match even the mightiest of men. My thin frame may belie that fact, but I also need to be able to move quickly and jump high as well! I need to keep myself underweight as part of my duty!"

"Impa, I don't care about the duty. I care about you as a person! Don't you understand that?"

"Zelda..." Impa was undoubtedly touched.

"Look, you see how large I am?" Zelda spun around on her heel to show off her entire fat, wobbling body. Impa nodded her head.

"This is how the women of Skyloft look. It's the ideal. Being so...so slim...is just something to be avoided. If we ever are able to return to Skyloft together, I would want you to be able to fit in. You deserve some enjoyment, you know? You don't always have to worry about serving the Goddess. I think putting on some weight would be good for you in the long run, trust me."

"Your people...the women actually look just like you do?" Impa blinked. In all of her days, she had never heard of anything like that. Not even the Goddess herself seemed to have known this. She watched as Zelda nodded her head, which caused a third chin to briefly show itself. All of the sudden, Impa found herself even more curious to see what this Skyloft place was like. It sounded very curious, indeed.

"Am I really too thin?" Impa asked again.

"Of course! Maybe we should go and find a mirror somewhere?" Zelda glanced around, as if expecting a mirror of some sort to suddenly appear in the middle of a volcanic field. Impa chuckled to herself.

"And, you think I should gain some weight?" Impa continued.

"I'm positive; you'll be much happier with a fuller figure. It worked for me, didn't I?" Zelda's smile stretched from one side of her face to the other. It was accentuated even further by her peach-like cheeks. Impa tried to imagine herself with such a look on her face. Much to her surprise, it was more difficult than she imagined. She had given up pretty much everything that made her a human being for the sake of the Goddess. And now that she was with the Goddess herself, in a mortal body, who was requesting her to gain for her own sake...who was she, as a loyal Sheikah, to deny her? Impa smirked just a little to herself. She still didn't know what she wanted.

"Well, I'll give it some consideration..."

"So you'll do it?"

"Eh? I...I never said..."

Zelda grabbed hold of Impa's hands and pressed them tightly together, staring into the eyes of the taller woman with a pleading look. It was the same look that she had used on her father, so he would choose her to play as the 'Goddess' in the Wing Ceremony.

Like Gaepora before her, Impa simply couldn't say 'no' to such a face.

"Okay. I'll give it a try. Just for a little while."

"Yes!"