*THERE IS A STORY BELOW THE DESCRIPTION*

This is something I've wanted to see for a loooooong while.

Some people have made her coil plenty of characters, from the half-genie herself, her nemesis Risky Boots to other characters from different franchises, but one I always wanted to see was one of my very favorite: Link in his Gerudo outfit. I don't recall anyone drawing it (though some people did illustrate the champion of Hyrule in coils and hypnotized), so I went ahead and got myself a commission from Neo-Edo-Exican  neo-edo-exican as I believe she is excellent when it comes to snakes, coils and hypnosis. The result is, frankly, fantastic.

The thickness of the coils, how long her tail is, the composition, their poses and the sheen of those scales due to the shading makes it a pretty superb piece, one that I was quite glad to write about. For the narrative, I went for an epilogue of some sort to my "Snake Teacher" tale whose finale you can read right here: https://www.deviantart.com/incredib.....niky-838545655 . There are also links to the previous parts should you be curious about what it's about. ;)

If you like Neo-Edo's art, she doesn't take commissions until August right now, but you can still check out her prices right here: https://twitter.com/Neo_Edo_Exican/.....68832495882240

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And now, here's the story. :)

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THE SNAKE TEACHER AND THE CHAMPION

Link never really thought about it.


It was as if smashing pots was in his blood, some kind of ancestral knowledge and activity which made it simple and direct to break jugs, jars and other such recipients to gain access to goods. Healing items, fairies, rupees, those objects ever carried things that he would need, whether they were located in grottos, dungeons, temples or towns, he just needed to either grab and throw them or to simply strike one with any weapon he carried to obtain such loot. Unbeknownst to him, though such a reaction should have been obvious, it gave him either weird looks from inhabitants when he did so in crowded places or any home...or it drew him some ire from local artisans who were aggravated by someone who did not seem to appreciate their craft.


Link was the Champion of Hyrule, a genuine hero beloved by many as he had indeed saved the whole land from Calamity Ganon, helped rebuild many places and his name would go down in legend. As such, even those who disliked his current actions were at a loss about what to do given the fact that no one would be able to enjoy such a world without Zelda and him fending off all those monsters and this evil entity away. Yet, he was breaking property and stealing, which was decidedly bad and unwanted. Word traveled of this, with some deciding to hide their work, others thinking that some dialogue might do the trick while some more insulted by this spoke of forming a small militia or hiring mercenaries. The still up-and-coming merchant's guild was in turmoil over this, but then a representative of the Gerudo came up, someone who made the most beautiful vases, pots and other such decorations and storing items, suggesting an unique approach with a smirk on her face. She'd take care of this without violence, without any threat or any unsavory tactic...and she'd do it in a permanent way. She'd only need to lure Link to Gerudo Town and the rest would be easy. With no one else offering to solve this on their own, the Gerudo artisan was on the job...and she had just the one contact to deal with the Champion of Hyrule and his weird habit to break such precious and pristine recipients.


A message was sent for Link to come to Gerudo Town, his help being required in some matter which only his expertise could make right. Using the Sheikah Slate after receiving the missive, he went a little further from the town entrance as he used his piece of ancient technology to change his vestments. Despite him being someone who saved this place among countless others, he couldn't disobey the law that stipulated that no man, no voe, could enter here. Fortunately, he had this ensemble that he bought for 400 rupees which, combined with his more androgynous look, gave him permission to enter here freely. Many knew who he was beneath these dancer-like clothes, complete with a tube top, a veil, a shawl, sirwal pants, slippers and a sash, yet it was the attempt to be lawful and respectful that mattered here as he got inside and saw the marketplace. It was sprawling now, representatives of the Rito and Hylian people being there in large quantities as it was much safer to travel now, yet apparently there was still a problem which required his attention, thus why Link went in the alleyways where no one lingered too long, where nary a gaze or adventurous outsider would stroll. This was meant to be private and he'd keep it that way, not wishing to make it so people would be afraid.


Taking a few turns and arriving next to the local tavern, he checked around to see if the mysterious denizen would show herself here, yet there wasn't anyone so far. Thinking that perhaps he'd just need to wait, he looked around and saw that there were multiple pots there, just left on their own. Thinking that he might need funds to buy arrows, food and perhaps some weaponry, Link didn't hesitate to take one of the many timeworn weapons that could occasionally be found in the fields of Hyrule and swung wide, smashing a few of them. Rupees could be found there, as they often did, with him not quite thinking that it might be someone's property he was freely breaking, nor that it could be someone's riches he was stealing. There was just a drive to do so, as if it was normal and he smashed a few until his weapon, a sword which had been used many times over, broke over a specific pot which surprisingly resisted to his strike. Taken aback by this, he took a look at this sturdy piece of craftsmanship, trying to see if he had at least made a dent upon its surface...but it was still completely intact, with not even a scratch on it. It was a purple, small and near-spherical object, one with a large opening in its top as blue waves were lined on the side, making this look quite different from Gerudo pottery as he knew it. Theirs were usually more brown or beige, with some symbols, patterns or iconography that were more classical, far cries from this more colorful and simple piece. Thinking that he might as well test things out again, he grabbed a two-handed axe and swung...only for the weapon to shatter like the previous one as the pot was still left completely unscathed.


This was most curious, as Link had never seen something so resistant, so resilient. He began to think that perhaps something like the Master Sword might be the answer here, but he was certainly intrigued as he got closer to see if this was some trick, some illusion over an actually far more resistant object. He approached it and stared down in its opening, seeing only some kind of endless abyss, a darkness so deep that it felt even a little scary to stare within...but then a pair of eyes opened up and gazed back at him with some unexpected quality to them which made them look simply beautiful. Yellow and blue rings, ever-flowing, mesmerizing in their own right, bombarded his senses as he was entrapped within the sight of those eyes, that vision of hypnotic allure as Link stiffened up and then began to relax slightly as he heard a long hiss and a chuckle echo from within the pot itself.


“So you're the one breaking all those pots and making my friend miserable, yes?” a feminine voice could be heard, coming from the darkness as another hiss resonated and got closer as the eyes grew due to the distance separating Link from them being shorter and shorter as whatever was inside was getting nearer. The larger they got, the more they encompassed Link's thoughts and sight as he felt a little wobbly, a part of him being aware that he shouldn't stare, that he had to get away, yet another entirely was somewhat enraptured by this, diminishing the sense of danger until it simply vanished, leaving him with the desire to stare and indulge. “The hero, the champion with the irrepressible urge to break such lovely objects...How droll...”


Moving away from the opening, Link did not do so because of his instincts but rather because whatever was inside had been unleashed and what he saw left him somewhat amazed and terrified as what lurked within this unbreakable pot was a snake-woman unlike any he had ever seen before. Green of scales, with brown and beige spots, crimson hair attached in twin pigtails, she had a beige underbelly as her scaled body much more akin to that of a woman from the waist and hips, the area below those being full-on serpentine with a thick and slick tail which seemed to never end. Large hips, a rather alluring chest, round shoulders and a hint of teasing, mischievous and slight smile on her face made her quite easy on the eye as she hissed anew, her forked tongue darting from between her lips in amusement as she towered easily over him, keeping her hypnotic gaze upon his as if to assert dominance.


“Oh my...They didn't tell me how cute you'd be...For a man, you certainly wear the Gerudo outfit with splendor and grace~” the serpentine monstress said, chuckling as she observed him from all angles. Her tail wrapped itself around him, brushing against part of him which was uncovered. The scales around his skin felt good, the oily sensation managing to make Link shiver as his own head followed those eyes as if it was smitten with the blue and yellow found deep within this woman's gaze. It was enchanting, soothing, dangerous and yet sublime all at once, his confusion subsided by a need for more, for whoever this woman was. “Ah, but you must be confused about what this is or who I am. Do forgive my manners and let me make sure you'll be most aware of what has managed to get your entire attention~”


She lifted her hands above her head, her tail still being released from the pot in a never-ending continuous action as she smirked before going on with what she meant to do: shake her hips. There was a way those green scales shone in the sunlight, how those ample hips shook and made her underbelly glisten which made it even easier to look at her and nothing else, to concentrate upon her form. Link was feeling slightly faint, yet not in a harmful or life-threatening way. Far from it, there was a sensation of pure bliss from watching this woman, from listening to her soft yet raspy tone as she seemed friendly...or at least Link had been carefully tricked into thinking that so far, though this doubt was easily swayed aside due to the little dance that the enchanting serpent lady was performing seemingly for his eyes only.


“I am Tuki, a merchant of little renown here, but of greater achievements elsewhere. I am also a dance instructor, someone who might just make you discover a whole new world~” she said, quite aware of the effect her dance had on this not-quite young, yet certainly youthful individual. She had no soft spot for thieves or vandals, yet she had been made privy of his accomplishments, of his heroic and selfless nature and thus she could take it easy on this Link, the one who had saved them all. She got much closer to him, stopping her dance as her eyes were inches away from his, an obvious attempt at overwhelming his psyche as she had a smug grin on her face. There was ever a satisfaction to know that no matter what kind of power or strength one possessed, she could always flaunt her appeal and charisma in ways that few could resist. “And I've been told that you were breaking pots and taking what was inside...Which is just dumb because if you wanted their content, you'd just need to reach your hand within, no?”


Link felt her voice echo and gain in allure within his head, as if all sounds nearby were cancelled in favor of focusing solely on Tuki. Having never been a subject of hypnosis before, Link knew not how best to fight this, how to resist even though his mind was trying its hardest. It was a losing battle, though, for the power of Tuki was no simple thing, herself possessing mystical craft and arcane energies that were unknown in Hyrule. She was no mere snake-woman, or lamia as some would say, but in secret a genie with many centuries of experience. Even though Link was older than he looked, which she could smell, she was far more ancient that he was and she would not leave things standing like this, especially given that a friend of hers had asked for her services...or more like paid for them. If she had been told that this Link was this adorable, this promising in terms of looks, she might have given her friend a discount, though...might being the key word here.


Link, however, was limp, his strength vanishing as Tuki's coils, her strong tail, acted as something to support him, to lean onto as the feel of her scales against his skin just felt great. So slick and smooth, making it easier for him to fall deeply into trance. All close to him was yellow and blue now, with the high walls of Gerudo Town, the alleyway or the smashed pots on the ground having any definitions nor details. There was Tuki, her gaze, her voice...and nothing else. And he could feel a certain shame, her explanation making it seem like he could have been better with this approach, less relentless with his methods of acquisition.


“But worry not...I will cure you of that nasty little habit and make sure you won't ever break anything like this or take the content inside which isn't yours anyway. You wouldn't want to be a thief after all, right?” Tuki said, her suggestion slithering in his mind as certainly as she had him within the confine of her tail, of her numerous coils. Around his thighs, around his chests, so easily crushed and defeated and yet she was not a violent person, not a cruel being. Sly, teasing, playful, mischievous could be traits assigned to her and she'd accept them without any refutation, but tormenting, malevolent or destructive she was not. Besides, she did not want to harm such a splendid specimen, one who wore such a sumptuous outfit with such class and gusto as him. His boyish hips, his soft yet strong musculature...There was much to enjoy here as an idea came to mind, making her want to deviate from what was agreed upon, yet which would be fruitful for everyone involved. “I knew a heroine from far, far away, a very splendid and exceptional being. She fought against injustice and villains and wore garments not dissimilar to yours...And yet she smashed pots to gain gems too. But she also had an occupation which helped her not only get rich, but find fulfillment as well...Dancing~”


To emphasize her point, Tuki hissed anew and then went on to spin her hips in a wild and wide fashion, doing so as she moved her gaze away from Link's. It allowed him to see how flexible, how fluid she could be while also showcasing her appeal, her sensuality. She sent ripples through her tail, lightly massaging the champion in her grasp as it made him shiver in delight, as if the sheer energy of her performance was shared with him. Her spins slowed down, getting smaller until she then undulated her body, her belly going for rolls as her navel went on to become the center of his attention as her hands caressed it in a fashion that was openly sexy and alluring.


For Link, this caused waves, pulsations within his world and perceptions as Tuki was the one controlling it all. His thoughts were sludge, his body soft and at ease, with all that the lamia said and did being of the utmost priority. It was easy to just focus upon her and that's what he did, all fight or resistance having vanished due to the hold she had on him both mentally and physically. There was no way to fight back because the sheer concept of rebellion to this seductive being never registered in the first place...And her dance made it all the more logical to think that way in his altered state of mind.


“What you need is a way to not only occupy yourself, but also to perhaps gain money...and I'm sure you'd find an eager audience within the confines of these walls, in Gerudo Town itself...The heroine I mentioned certainly did and never had to smash pots to get what she needed ever again~” Tuki said, lying about what her past student did when it came to pottery, vases and jugs, yet for the sake of expedience she felt no problem, no queasiness in omitting the truth about the one she was talking about, Shantae the Half-Genie heroine. She had recently departed, leaving her most brilliant protégé continue with her adventures and lessons on her own, making it so Tuki felt proud and just a smudge regretful...yet perhaps she had just gained another hero to teach to if she'd have anything to say about it. “I would be most agreeable to teach to you, to demonstrate how you could move just like I do...But first, I want to test you...Raise your hands and arms above your head, if you please~”


Link did as she asked, his impulse making it simply impossible to deny her anything. He was caught in her spell as even though she stopped dancing, part of his spirit saw after-images of her belly rolls, of her hip circles and shimmies as they made everything feel so light and simple. No doubts, no thoughts, only directions and instructions as her occasional hisses scrambled his mind in a way that felt most pleasant, turning Tuki into an all-encompassing presence which he couldn't fight against, not that he even wanted to. He stretched his midriff, his shoulder slightly adjusting themselves as his arms and hands were up just as she asked.


“Now feel your hands being attracted to one another, your palms trying to glue themselves together as my words make it so...You have been following my suggestions and commands from the start and it's made you feel so, so good, didn't it?” Tuki said, going on for a more obvious stance on her hypnotic dominance over this one's thoughts and brain, but she could recognize by the yellow and blue circles in his eyes, the luminous brilliance within them that he was deeply under her power, his trance being strong just like it had once been in past students to help them focus, to let her guide them more thoroughly. There was slight nostalgia in this, but also something new as while she did have the dimwit named Bolo as a male student, she could tell that Link was of a wholly different cloth altogether. “Now as your palms are stuck onto each other, I want you to copy my movements. Try your very best for me~”


She then began to sway her hips, some slight back and forth motion which would be sexy on its own, yet in Link's case was literally hypnotic as well. She could see how lost he was, yet how he found himself safe within her hold, within not just her gaze but her captivating magic. Her wide serpentine hips moved at a steady rhythm, trying to not be overwhelming in a traditional sense as she knew nothing of his abilities, only of his accomplishments as told by someone who never quite saw them for herself. She looked down, her tail occupying most of the space as she cared not whether someone would be looking at them. The sole thing that mattered right now was how Link would react, how he'd be able to mimic her actions.


Link, though, saw those hips as if they were a hypnotic pendulum as they moved left and right...left and right...left and right...left and right...Making the world sway alongside it. The yellow and blue which permeated his senses, which covered the whole world, waved alongside it as he was slightly dazed, yet thankfully Tuki held him. He found, however, a certain sense of balance from his stretched position, the palms of his hands essentially magnetized to one another as he went on to move his hips the same way. There was hesitation, both from his trance and his lack of experience to rely upon, but he was also a veteran warrior, a more-than-adept fighter and he knew how to shift his balance and how to use his body. His knees helped in the matter, the hypnosis making him catch on quick as his own wits were still there for him to use even though his mind was not entirely at peak capacity right now. He felt a kinship to those hips, to their mesmerizing appearance as he smiled beneath his veil, the activity being quite fun so far. The appeal of dancing grew more and more, much like Tuki did. She was already fascinating, but right now his mimicry of her performance made Link seem beyond blissful.


“Very good...Yes, I can see the silhouette of a dancer, the shadow of a performer which only need to be brought to light, defined and refined into something splendid with you~” Tuki said, completely earnest in her approbation and observations as she could see the groundwork upon which she might develop this fine hero. She wanted to explore, to sell her wares too, but she had loved beyond what she thought possible taking the role of an instructor. She wanted a new project and this fine specimen, this champion of Hyrule, would more than work considering her own criteria and passion. His own cooperation, which was enhanced due to the hypnosis, was noted as while she could be persuasive, she couldn't quite make people go against the core of their characters either...or at least not with the first session. There was a brilliant dancer beneath this Link and it would be unveiled for all to see...and Tuki would make sure of that. “Let me offer you this...If you promise to never smash a pot again, if you make the solemn vow to stop stealing their content...Then I'll give you personal lessons for free. Does that sound tempting? Is that sweet, sweet offer reasonable to you? You'd get better, you'd feel this way once in a while and you'd get to see me dance too...Not a bad deal, am I right?~”


She knew how to make a pitch, what made the customers happy and judging by the speed of those yellow and blue circles in Link's eyes, he was very happy indeed. She could not see his mouth, but she'd bet that he was smiling in the silliest of fashion, enamored by what she was saying and offering. Not the most vocal of person, even while under, his approval took the form of a few energetic nods as she chuckled, hissed and then made quite a few ripples wave on her tail, sending some more indirect massages on his flesh.


“Wonderful...Now, let us be away from unwelcome guests and eyes...Let us come into my parlor, where you will have access whenever you or I crave for another session, for another lesson...You'll simply have to knock gently on the surface and I'll come rising for you, my newest student~” Tuki said, herself more than ecstatic about this arrangement. Bringing her tail in closer, she brought Link along with it as she began to retract within the pot, the magical artifact which also acted as her home. Moving him up, still stuck in his stretched stance and swaying his hips, she pushed him down within the opening of her pot, letting him enter her own dimension in which his learning of the world of baladi would begin. She felt excited, elated about this as she had a new project, someone else to work with and this was better, far far more agreeable than just hypnotizing him into stopping to smash pottery. Everyone would gain in this and as she had a big wide smirk on her face, she went back inside the pot, vanishing away from sight as neither Tuki nor Link could be found in Gerudo Town for the time being. All that could be seen was a purple pot with blue waving lines on the side, standing oddly in a secluded alleyway where not many gathered. Anyone who'd see it would simply find it weird and move on.


Yet unbeknownst to them, the most fabulous and skilled dancer in all of Hyrule would get his very first lessons inside it, ready to unleash something wholly different in terms of qualities a champion might possess.