Bonus Art: The Goron Games

This was a runner up in an art poll a way back when I had a foot in the door with another artist taking discounted comms. Has two versions just because I didn't specify that the games took place on a hill near a volcano and not a grassy one. Just Linkle, her adoptive gerudo sister and Midna racing against a bunch of rolling gorons.

Based on my series from https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/28372/Legend-of-Zelda-The-Gerudo-In-Green  

Some great art done by https://twitter.com/RainySketches 

 "Alright,  this one's a classic!" the announced declared, walking in front of the  row of gorons. "It's the downhill roll! The chief's waiting at the  bottom of the old mining trail! The first eight to get to the bottom go  on to the next round!" A few of the gorons hooted and cheered at the  news, but more of them crouched down or bent over. One of the bustier  ones' tits even pressed against the ground when he leaned into it. "So  on your marks!"
 

"Uh, guys? We might have a problem," Midna whispered.
 

"what's that?" Linkle asked as she put her fingers on the ground for a sprinting positon, ass up in the air.
 

"Get set!"
 

"Gorons  are natural rollers," Midna warned. Glancing over, a few of them were in  face tucking their heads between their breasts and rolling up into  perfect spheres, their rocky shells looking more like tires than pudgy  people.
 

"Sh'vaq," Doro cursed as her eyes raced over the course. Something caught her eye and she quickly formed a plan. "Okay, not a-"
 

"GO!" The  lead goron stomped the ground, making a burst of lava flare out from a  small lava pool next to him. The gorons went bolting off the line, and  while Linkle held a lead for a few seconds, they either flipped or  rolled out until they went tumbling past her.
 

"Oh come on!" Linkle yelped. "I can't do that!"
 

"Nope!"  Doro called, breaking off from the main track. She let the gorons shoot  ahead while she grabbed a massive old cooking pot that was left by a  guard post. She tossed it aside to grab the  oversized pot's lid. "But  gorons don't know how to sand surf!" The bigger sister threw the iron  lid onto the ground and jumped onto it as it started to slide. She  spread her legs out and leaned forward, tilting it along as the ground  spat up sparks and bits of stone, but it sent her speeding down the hill  and passing the slower gorons.
 

"Ah, Doro!  Not you too!" Linkle complained as she kept sprinting after them. She  wasn't making much headway until she heard some crumbling behind her.  She looked back to see Naruk, the runty young goron from behind, bowling  down the hill behind her. He wasn't as quick as the rest, but he was  still catching up to her. Linkle frowned as she thought quickly. "Hey,  Naruk!" she called as the ball started to catch up to her. "How about a  team up?"
 

"I dunno..." the kid mused.
 

"You'll get to look up my skirt the whole time~!"
 

Doro threw  her considerable weight one way or the other, zipping past a few of the  rolling gorons. She even hopped onto the lip of one of the cliffs,  grinding on it to slip past one of the wider old women that wouldn't let  her pass. She had easily gotten into the top eight in a few seconds,  and she figured that if she got the victory, that would be enough for  the both of them. Even if every big twist or jump did make her only  garment flap up for everyone to see her big brown ass...
 

"Coming  through!" Linkle shouted. Doro spared a glance back as Linkle stood on  the smallest goron's back, feet rapidly running backwards. She was  riding him like a clown on a beach ball, adding her own speed to his as  they shot past the tail end of the main mob of gorons. "Naruk! Turn left  here!"