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The calamitous, chaotic lands of Hyrule wasn't a place to be taken with ease. Monsters, bandits and the spider-like Guardians which terrorize the lands. Untamed and dangerous, Hyrule made it hard to survive or in Errol's case; sell wares.

The chubby Hylian traveling merchant wasn't accustomed to the land parsay, he was adept enough at braving the harsh climates and living of the land, but when it came to fending himself against the monsters who return once a blood moon, Errol was hopeless. Lack of training and general cowardice brought on by thanatophobia led to the merchant paying hefty sums of money to various mercenaries to protect him. His most recent hiree being a stalwart rito by the name of Lonta.

With a lean body, a gray plumage that transitioned to a smoke black at the top of his head, a long pointed beak and dull emerald eyes. Donned in the common Rito garb with a scabbard resting on his back, Lonta's preference of sword was unique compared to most Rito that mastered either archery or spearplay.

The sellsword and the seller of swords plus much more were traversing the snow swept lands of Hebra, Errol's destination being the Rito village in hopes of selling the goods he gained from Hateno and other villages to the avian residents of the mountain settlement. The sun was setting and the bitter chills were to get much worse if they continued on the path.

"We best rest here for the night," Lonta said, the Rito halting in his tracks and scouting his surroundings, noting the best place to camp off the road.

"Y-You sure? Wouldn't it be better for us to reach an inn or even the village?" Errol asked, shivering from the weather despite the custom tailored tunic and trousers made to brave the weather. Lonta looked at the silver haired human in annoyed amazement at how he has stayed alive for this long.

"Unless you want to deal with the Stals and heavy snow, fine by me. But seeing how much you're paying me I'd rather see you alive" The bird explained and walked off the road, finding the ideal site to camp for the night close by. Lonta didn't much care for the merchant seeing it was a simple job, but 10,000 rupees was worth it. He already had the first 5,000 when hired and would get the 5,000 when they reached the village, a worthwhile deal for the mercenary; however, Errol didn't have such money on him at this time and hoped he would be able to make the required amount in Rito Village.

Setting up their tents And readying the fire, the two would be able to sleep through the cold night in relative peace. Errol had other plans instead, whilst Lonta was grabbing wood for the fire, the Hylian placed his backpack on the ground and proceeded to do a little adventuring. They had set up camp close by the ruins of Tanbantha Village, Errol's idea was to find items of great value, be it weapons, relics from the time before calamity or even a secret stash of rupees some poor soul left lying around. It was late evening when he had reached the ruins, that nose for wares picking up some faint scents and he was on trail. Investigating the houses came up with little; yet the discovery of a falcon bow and a few golden rings made it worthwhile to say the list. Ready to return to camp Errol began his walk; but soon something else caught his eyes, the faint glow of a fire coming from behind a weathered wall. Part of him knew it was better to head back than investigate and potentially find himself face to face with a yiga clan member or much worse a moblin; but he went towards the light, silent as he could be and peeking to see who was there.

Much to Errol's surprise it was a Rito; but rather unique compared to any he had seen before. His golden blond feathers and lighter downs were the second thing that caught his eye, the first being his hairstyle. Unlike other Rito this one seemed to have what appeared to be hair including two bangs weighed down by charms and a ponytail made by a thick band, both accessories being a lovely light blue. He wore a unique set of clothes for a rito including a blue cloth around their waist.

The Rito was sleeping silently against the wall, that campfire being the only sound besides the harsh bellows of wind. Errol kept his eyes on them a bit longer, about to return to camp and leave the resting avian; until his eyes caught sight of a certain artifact of immense rarity, a Sheikah Slate.

Errol had heard rumors of the ancient tablets, the multi-purpose runes, acting like a telescope and able to capture anything to look at later. Errol could sell it for millions, he could even retire from the merchant gig thanks to all the rupees the slate bestowed on him, and become the richest man in all of Hyrule. He then mentally scolded himself for thinking of such ideas, it was clear the item was valuable to the bird and stealing it would be the worst thing to do, especially when he saw the bow beside the Rito. Thinking about it more though if he were to sell it it might end up back with the original owner, chances of that were low; but he would feel glad to get it back and he could hire guards to protect him when the riches started pouring in, a perfect crime. Thus being quiet as a mouse and with deft hands he grabbed the slate and snuck away.

Reaching the outskirts of Tabantha Village, Errol looked down at his ill gotten gain, a smile forming on his face looking down at the tablet.

"Now then let's have a look," he said, doffing his gloves whilst trying to figure out how to turn it on. After a minute of fiddling he was getting the hang of it, seeing an album of various folk from all over Hyrule and surprisingly various other monsters including a bokoblin smiling for the camera with a traveler.

"Must have a lot of friends," he thought aloud. Next he came across the runes seeing all the unique icons but one stood out. He did hear about the bomb, freeze, stop and magnet runes; but there was one he hadn't heard of, if it weren't for the Sheikah text he could've read the rune's name, all he had to go on was three arrows forming a triangle.

"What is this?" Errol's curiosity got the better of him as he tapped it.

"OW!" A sharp shock greeted his finger. The potency sending a jolt all over Errol's body, forcing him to stumble back and drop the tablet onto the snowy floor.

"W-what was that rune? It just shocked me," Errol asked himself, stroking his head and regaining his balance before bending down to pick up the slate; until he was treated to the second strange sight of the day. The finger that came in contact with the slate had taken on a grayish color and felt almost alien to him and it was spreading quickly to the rest of his fingers. He could only look in shock at his morphing body.

His temperature rose with what the merchant realized to be feathers sprouting all over his hand and beneath his clothes that began to rip at the sleeves thanks to his new avian appendages. Those winter boots gave up the ghost soon too, his feet changing to talons and tearing them asunder. Errol started removing the winter gear in hopes of keeping most intact, granting him a clear view of his new body and the silver feathers that coated it and caused him pain with each sprout; but it wouldn't be the last of it. Tail feathers fired from his backside and caused Errol to fall onto his knees, panting heavily from the heat coursing all over him; next his ears melded into his head and his nose and mouth fused into a beak, the rest of his head following suit and becoming that of what he now was: a Rito.

With the pain finally gone, Errol stumbled onto his feet, that entire body feeling weak from it all, he didn't seem to notice the night's chill thanks to his new body. All he had in mind was getting back to the camp, picking up the stolen slate in hopes he can find a way to turn back.

The walk back to camp was slow, Errol getting used to his newly taloned feet on the deep snow. He finally reached where he and Lonta had set up for the night, the fire lit with no sight of the hired muscle; until he felt the sound of an unsheathing sword from behind.

"Who are you?" Lonta awaited an answer from the bird he didn't know, watching him turn around and fall on his rump before gazing up at him with sapphire eyes.

"Lonta I-It's me, Errol!" He cried out in fear and was breathing rapidly due to being held at swordpoint. Lonta didn't believe him at first before noting the object next to him, having heard stories about it.

"Where did you find a Sheikah Slate?" He angrily asked, pointing the tip of his sword at it. "Did you steal it from the Champion of Hyrule?"

"W-what, No!? I just saw it beside a Rito, for all I know he must've stolen it from him, I was just looking for stuff to sell!" He admitted to his hired muscle. Lonta believed this to be the merchant now thanks to his answer alongside silver coat and black eyes.

"So that's why you left, thought I'd need to start finding another way to get the rest of my pay." He sighed in annoyance, placing his sword back in its sheath. The gray rito was wondering about the panting and flushed look on his face; however a quick look down revealed the reasoning and caused him to get slightly red in the face.

"W-what is it?" Errol asked in confusion; but he soon saw it as well. Beneath his feathery legs layed his phallus now that of a Rito's, a firm tapering length no sack to be seen; but a bead of pre.

"O-Oh...," he tried to hide it with his wing-hands but the feeling caused a jolt of lust to go through him. The transformation having caused him to enter a sudden heat cycle common with Rito. His panting and general state didn't help Lonta's own arousal.

"I-I should try sorting this out," Errol admitted, about to stand up before Lonta stopped him and went onto his knees, placing the sword on the ground, his own hand grasping the Rito's cock.

"It's clear you'll be hopeless at this, let me help. Besides, if this means getting the rest of my pay too." Lonta started stroking his cock, lube assisting with slickness. The cute moans the merchant made brought a faint smile to the stoic swordsman, deciding to take it a step closer and open his beak and get a taste of some red bird meat.

"Oh gosh~, Why does this feel so good?" The former hylian is taken aback by his first blow (or beak) job with his new cock and with a guy. He always thought of himself as straight to the point the idea of being with a male crossed his mind; but right now he just allowed the avian acquaintance to treat him to an experience of a lifetime.

Lonta moaned from the pre touching his tongue, going deeper on with his oral and with ease of his long beak, he was bobbing his head up and down on Errol's cock and much to their delight. Unsure why but the silver bird stroked at the giving rito's head, motivating him to continue alongside feeling some odd feelings to him now; despite having known him for just two days as his temporary protector. The erotic moment was amazing to see, especially from the spectator between the trees, one that Errol catched a sudden glimpse of.

"Hey, who goes there?" he shouted out, Lonta removing his penis from their maw and hand on his sword in case the intruder was violent. Instead the duo were greeted with the golden Rito that Errol stole from. An embarrassed blush of arousal on coating his face and his 'master sword' in clear view between his legs. Though he didn't speak it was obvious he was guilty of viewing them, next he pointed to the slate on the ground.

"Yeah sorry about that" he apologized for his theft seeing how punished he was for it already. Noting his visible lust from watching the two rito's go at it. This gave Errol a small idea looking at Lonta.

"Should we let him join?" He asked his fellow avian now noting their shorter yet fine length, like his sword it was a marvelous piece of work. Judging from the look on his face, Lonta was all for it too. Moving onto his knees and letting Link move forth and join in on their fun. Realizing what he had in mind, Errol slowly stood up and found himself beside the other bid. The gray rito now cock height with the two and grasped them both with his hands, the golden one letting out satisfied coos from the handjob whilst the other moaned in satisfaction.

"Heh, never thought I'd be doing this again," Lonta admitted to previous sexual acts, now getting a taste for Link's length, a muffled moan of joy coming from him. He kept on swapping between the two, making sure both birds got an equal amount of pleasure and his experienced tongue was driving them closer and closer to the edge.

"Ah, G-gonna!" But it was too late to say anything. Both Errol and Link fire streams of avian spunk coating Lonta, his beak opening to capture some upon his tongue, savoring the taste of rito-cum once again. When their orgasms came to an end, both birds were panting from the strength of it; yet they still were hard and clearly ready for more. Lonta took this into fact, he already let them fire their seed onto his face, he was ready for more. With that knowledge in mind his next move was to turn his tail feathers towards Errol, raising them and presenting his booty and entrance to him.

"We came this far already, so want to continue this?" He asked flirtatiously, gazing back to see the blushing merchant, cock throbbing from the view. With a nod of uncertainty, Errol got onto his knees and shuffled forward, aligned his cock with their hole.

Can't believe I'm about to do this, Errol thought to himself about to go through with such a lewd act, there was no backing out now, with one thorough push he penetrated his first guy. The moan which left Lonta's lips made it clear he loved such lustrous actions, the joy of being fucked by another still exotic to him. Feeling ready, Errol started thrusting in and out, hands grasping those feathery cheeks in the process.

Whilst grunting from the tight hole, he didn't notice the other Hylian turned Rito behind him; until something prodded against his own entrance. Taken aback he turned around to see the blue eyed bird with eyes and a smile that belonged in the bedroom. Link didn't want to feel like a spectator during all this, plus he saw it as a fun little form of payback for the pinching of his Sheikah Slate. With that in mind he pierced Errol's anus, an alerted squawk escaping his beak, causing the bird to buck forward and give Lonta a sudden pounding to which he moaned from as well.

With two swordsman sandwiching him all Errol could do now was give and receive pleasure, his novice off-tempo thrusts much different compared to the golden Rito's: experienced, rapid and lustful. This moment made him realize how gay he truly was, already reaching the tipping point once again thanks to the two. With one last push he went all in, firing his spunk into the merc's ass and seeing him moan so joyfully and cumming into the dense snow.

Next came Link's orgasm, letting out an orgasmic cry and shooting the last of his built up load into Errol who cringed from the warm substance filling his taint. After ropes and ropes of spunk, the trio finally expelled all the seed in their sacks and the wave of after-sex fatigue soon came. Link pulled out first, panting heavily before laying down by the warm fire; but not before getting a good look at the creampie he created with the usage of the silver Rito's ass. Eroll then pulled out as well feeling too weak to reach his tent and fainted besides Lonta and their new friend...

When Errol woke up he found himself gazing up at the morning sun alongside the sigh of his merc snuggling against his feathery body. The first part was odd; but lovely, the fact he was a Rito still was the shocking part.

Am I stuck like this forever? He pondered, soon hearing a yawn from Lonta and looking into his eyes. When he realized who he was snuggling he broke it up in pure embarrassment.

"L-Last night really happened then," Lonta mentioned, covering his naked body and standing up, realizing their friend with benefits had left, taking his slate with him.

"It sure did," Errol mentioned "And I think I'm stuck like this for the rest of my life," bringing a hand to his face, coming to terms that he will never be the same.

"Guessing you know thievery won't get you anywhere in the end?" The sellsword said and his hirer nodded. "Who do you think that Rito was anyway? Never seen one like him before,"

Errol was curious as well; but his mind soon began noticing things. The golden plumage, blue eyes and the exotic cloth that matched them that contained a pattern rather familiar. He stood up and saw something within the snow, walking over to it and picking up a single feather of the Hylian Hero.

"I might have some ideas..."