He kept fighting with himself, shouting at himself to move, to avoid their attacks. But this stalemate made him unable to move. Link was too distracted with arguing with himself before moving, and it took him a few moments to realize the lips were eclipsing him. And then... contact.
Link felt himself physically lifted off the ground as the four lips struck, each smooching a specific spot. One was covered his face, one covered his chest, one started to swallow up part of his hip... and one was between his legs. He felt an intense suction from each of them, as if each of them were trying to leave their own mark on the hero. At the same time, he felt a euphoric sensation course through him, filling his body with this... desire...
Soon, the lips faded away, and Link was left to drop to his knees, panting. His vision was filled with pink as a more dreamlike atmosphere overtook him. He was left looking up at the four Midnas, and a dumb smile began to be plastered on his face. The four grinned and approached, sauntering as they approached. The four stood before him, each with a hand on one of their hips. They each bore a similar, victorious smile.
"Just gotta check that it's worked," the original said. She then picked up a bare foot, and held it before Link. "Massage." At that, Link snapped to attention. He leaned towards that fought, and brought up his hands, carefully wrapping them around her foot. And then, he rubbed and squeezed, carefully kneading it. Midna sighed at that. "Mmm~ Oh I think this'll work..." she said. The four Midnas glanced at each other, and pondered what they should do to this hero now?
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