Wait through the twenty-one hour preparation process
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Twenty-one hours pass methodically. You observe Maxine's extraction matrices evolving through complex magical-technological integration phases, the Triforce's golden radiance pulsing in synchronized rhythm with thirteen separate dimensional anchors.
At 11:25am Friday, Maxine looks up from her monitoring station. "Extraction matrices stabilized. Ready for final confirmation."
You step forward, examining the prepared parameters carefully. "One additional modification," you state clearly. "Since they're programmed as anal sluts, their outfits include anal plugs—perfect replicas of my cock. Sized appropriately."
Maxine's fingers fly across her interface without hesitation. "Integrated. Anything else?"
"Confirm the count," you command. "We're summoning twelve Zeldas, not thirteen. Spirit Tracks is merged with Wind Waker."
Maxine nods immediately. "Confirmed. Wind Waker Zelda parameters include complete Spirit Tracks abilities—phantom armor summoning, track creation, divine train control. Only twelve extraction matrices active."
"Begin."
The Triforce erupts with blinding golden light.
Twelve forms materialize instantaneously in the laboratory space. Reality bends as dimensional barriers collapse, pulling twelve Princess Zeldas simultaneously across timelines and universes.
The transformation begins immediately.
Twelve distinct voices cry out in synchronized pleasure as their bodies reshape according to your specifications. You watch with clinical interest as clothing transforms—elegant princess gowns become skimpy, revealing outfits that showcase expanding breasts and widening hips. Each Zelda's figure enhances dramatically toward perfect hourglass proportions.
The Hyrule Warriors version—clearly distinguishable by her white commander's dress and silver armor plates—arches backward as her breasts swell enormously beneath the transforming fabric. Her dress shortens aggressively, hem rising to barely cover her ass while the neckline plunges to expose massive cleavage.
"Oh Goddesses!" she gasps, her voice thick with overwhelming pleasure. "What's—ah!—happening to—"
Her words dissolve into moaning as the mental programming takes hold. You observe her expression shifting from confusion to dawning comprehension to absolute devotion within seconds.
The Ocarina of Time Zelda—adult version with blue dress rapidly transforming into a scandalous outfit—clutches her expanding chest. "This feels... incredible..."
Twilight Princess Zelda's elegant gown becomes a barely-there ensemble, her enhanced figure on full display as she experiences the anal plug insertion. Her cry of pleasure echoes through the laboratory.
All twelve Zeldas writhe in synchronized ecstasy as the transformation continues its methodical reshaping of their bodies, minds, and fundamental existence.
Maxine monitors the process calmly. "Transformation proceeding as planned. Estimated completion in fifty-eight minutes."
You settle into observation, watching twelve legendary princesses transform into your devoted anal sluts.