Virile Instincts

By The Nome King, for Anon @ Furaffinity
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Chapter 1: the road to nowhere

“We’re lost, how could you get lost?” Andrew exclaimed with sudden burst of contained frustration as she travelled with her husband in their car, her tone of voice reflecting disdain and irritability. Her husband turned his head around briefly to look at his wife with a concerned expression, before looking back to the road; the lights illuminating the cracked tarmac which only served to display the shameful state of the rarely used road they travelled down. Long shadows formed over the road and trees as the sun set in the distance, flakes of red and fiery orange making the long thin clouds glow brightly, the colours and shadows indicating that dusk was slowly upon them. The moon hung in the colours, wanting to dominate the night sky and illuminate the forests with its cold white light. As they continued to drive down the road the sun blinked and flashed before disappearing beyond their sight, bringing down the dark night, even the sun was eager to bring darkness across the lonely road deep in the forest reserve.

“Look, the locals told us to take this road, we should see the campsite sign any moment” Chris replied with a calm tone, trying to lighten the spirits and calm down his wife. Andrea sighed and pulled out the map from the glove compartment, and then looked up at the trees as they zoomed past her window from the inside of their black BMW. Chris kept his foot firmly planted on the accelerator, travelling down the country road at a rather scary speed of 69MPH. Andrea looked down and opened up the map, crinkling the paper as she felt a bump knock the car a little, a pothole shook the road around the road before Chris got control again.

“That’s what you said ten miles back, you could have gotten directions at the town, it’s only five minutes back that way…..and slow down for goodness sake!” snapped Andrea, looking over the map and raising her voice as she glanced at the speedometer, seeing how fast her husband was actually going after the impact of the bump. Chris scorned and looked back to the road, keeping his foot on the pedal and ignoring his wife’s request.

“I’m fine, it’s not like there’s anybody out here” Chris retorted with a venomous undertone, his passive aggressive voice produced a sigh from Andrea, her willpower too weak from fatigue to argue with her husband. So they remained quiet and Andrea looked down at the map and attempted to make out where they were. Chris was a little too stubborn to buy a GPS navigation device so they had to rely on a map, Andrea wishing they had some modern technology to assist them on their travels. 

As the black BMW rocketed past the trees they went past a lay-by, a park ranger sitting peacefully in her police car with a speed trap sat quietly on her window. Lights flashed on the monitor and gave the car’s speed to the ranger. With little hesitation she turned the ignition with one hand and placed down her small packet of doughnuts on the seat with the other. The once dead engine came to life, bright yellow lights combined with flashing red and blue shone and glimmered in the pitch black trees. She pulled away from the lay-by and sped down the road towards Chris.

“Shit….cops? or rangers?” Andrea said out loud, turning her head back round after seeing flashing blue and red lights in the side mirror; her eyes peering behind the car and seeing what appeared to be a police or park ranger car, which were pretty much the same as the local police, they had similar looking cars.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…..urhhh this just keeps getting better” sighed Chris, moving his hand up and flicking the indicator, showing the ranger behind his intentions to pull over. Slowly Chris’s car came to halt, the tires grinding loudly against the dirt next to the cracked tarmac of the road; seeing the ranger car pull up behind him, a loud series of clicks echoed as Chris pulled up the handbrake and waited for the ranger to walk over. The head beams and siren lights obscured Chris's view of the officer as she stepped out of the car. He heard the heavy boots striking the gravely dirt as the ranger approached the driver side window, Chris leaning down and pushing a button; the side window slowly opening. A flush of cold air rushed into the warm air conditioned car which caused Andrea to shiver a little, moving her arms close together.

“Was I going a tad fast officer?” Chris said as he looked up at what he presumed was a ranger; the khaki green shirt, black trousers and large brimmed hat seemed to suggest so; a badge on the side of the officers shirt confirmed her status. Chris looked down at her belt, seeing a large can of mace presumably for warding off bears; a radio; several tools and a small 9mm pistol. 

“You know how fast you were going sir” replied the ranger, leaning against the car with her arm resting on the roof of the shiny black BMW, a noticeable northern American accent sung in her voice as she asked the slightly nervous Chris.

“Sorry if I was going a bit fast ma’am, it won’t happen again I can promise you” Chris replied, nodding slightly to the ranger, her face staring back at Chris and looking in the car towards Andrea.

“you two heading out to the campsite?” she asked, obviously quite happy with Chris’s apology as she moved her weight off the car and stood at the side window, resting her hands in the thick black leather utility belt.

“Yes Ma’am, we’re a little lost though…are we on the right road?” Chris replied and asking the officer where the campsite could be finding, now reserved to asking the person who probably knew the area better than anybody else.

“y’all are going the right way, head down this road until you see a side turning to your right, that’ll lead you to your campsite; Ya got all that?” the officer replied, pointing down the road and into the forest. “I’d be careful; truck came through here from some fancy cooperation and didn’t get through the pass; so watch out for deer and goat” she continued, leaning back against the car and towards the window, Chris looking back down he road and then up at the ranger.

“Thanks officer, we’ll be careful” Chris replied, nodding his head and watching as the officer leaned back off the car and began to walk away.

“Oh one other thing sir….don’t be speeding again; first and last warnin” she continued, tipping her hat to Chris before walking back to her car, opening the door and clambering inside. Chris watched as she pulled to the left of the road, pulling sharply back and drove back down the road towards her outpost. A long silence plagued the car as Chris wound his window up, turning to his wife as the air-conditioned calmed down and blasted a cool warm breeze.

“Told you we were on the right path; just a few more minutes down the road” Chris said smugly to Andrea, her face scowling in irritation at her husband’s smug demeanour. She was pleased he’d gotten directions, but still angry he had almost been fined for speeding. She pushed her worries aside and tried to calm herself, the thoughts of her stressful work digging away at her sanity and remembering she’d decided to go on this camping trip to get away; she certainly didn’t want to ruin it with arguments.

“Well I’m pleased we’re almost there” replied Andrea, smiling at her husband before turning her head round to the side window; flicking her long brunette hair back as Chris pulled back onto the road; pressing down the accelerator, and speeding down the road; however this time at a reasonable pace.

Chris continued to drive down the road and saw a turning on his right; clicking the indicator he pulled round into the dirt pathway, slowly trundling down the road. The sun sunk lower in the sky, blocked out now totally by the thick trees and dense foliage, but the ambient light still remained. Chris saw a few broken trees that seemed to form a passageway down the side of the dirt road; a large bump knocking him out of his curious trance and focussed on manoeuvring his car down the pathway, trees passing by which led to a harsh and unforgiving forest. Andrea looked out and saw several bushes and foliage brushing out from beyond the trees, the long thick branches extending upwards into the sky, the heavy leaves bundled together and blocked out nearly all the once abundant sunlight. The Path began to widen and Chris began to see what he thought was an opening, his lights beaming onto an open area where flat grass and dirt formed a circle. There were clear and obvious tire tracks in the dirt leading to a carved out area, presumably a place to park. Chris slowly pulled his black car up into the small crevice next to the camp site; leaving the boot facing towards the centre of the large circular area. 

“Here we are honey!” Chris said with a rather unexpected tone of exuberant delight in his voice, unfastening his seatbelt and pulling the lever on the car door, looking over to Andrea with a huge grin on his face. Andrea smiled and giggled at her husband’s enthusiastic nature over something so small, yet she was pleased to be out with him on a short holiday. She too gripped her door handle and opened the car to the harsh cold oncoming night winds; a certain chill hung in the air which was both bracing but very pleasant. The breeze was chilly but not cold enough to warrant a jumper or coat; it was pleasantly cold and almost a refreshing change from the stuffy hot air conditioned gasses that had been exchanged in the car for the last few hours. 

“Wow it’s beautiful Chris” Andrea said aloud as she closed the car door and looked up into the canopy and opening. She walked through the thick undergrowth in a large pair of walking boots and dark blue denim jeans, admiring the landscape around her. She stepped out into the centre of the opening; the trees seemed to form a wall in a near perfect circle around the camp-site. There were large areas open, so they could walk through the trees if they wanted to explore the forest. Chris smiled and walked into the centre of the opening, looking up and seeing the starts twinkle gently high above, the sun slowly fading away and allowing the nights blackness to rule the sky. There was still an afterglow as the sun slowly faded over the horizon, the trees bustling in the wind in blissful peace. The path they came from headed down the southern side of the circular camp-site, the small section cut out lay to the west, and the north and east were blocked by walls. 

Despite the enclosed area Andrea felt quite safe, she knew that the path lay to the south if she needed to leave, from there she need only take a left and follow the road down towards the town, knowing she had to head east to get to civilisation. 

“It’s wonderful isn’t it Andrea, I knew this was a good place to set up, we’ll have a fantastic weekend here” Chris replied, wandering over the boot of his car, pushing a button and pulling the boot up, the hydraulics making a strange squeaking noise as he revealed the contents within. A large bag containing a tent rested to the left, in the middle a storage container holding sandwiches and tinned food, the shape of which was similar to a cooling box for beer. To his right a bag containing pegs, stove and lighters, pepper spray, a flare gun, several fire-lighters, a small 9mm pistol for basic defence against any animals and a long range radio. He had a few other supplies including food on the back seat, but they didn’t need anything yet. Andrea walked behind him and watched him grab the tent bag, opening her arms out and taking it from Chris; walking towards the centre of the camp-site.

Chris grabbed the bag and food container, placing one on the ground to close the boot, and walked over to Andrea who began unpacking the tent. They didn’t say a word to each other as they organised the camp-site, working well together as a team to pull up the tent. They were a very close couple; knowing each other in and out and able to almost communicate without needing to talk. They handed each other the tools they needed, hammered the pegs into the ground and began to construct their portable home. Slowly they built the frame and then pushed the orange lining over the top; the pegs and lines secured tightly against the waterproof material and frame. Chris and Andrea stood back, putting his hand round her hip and holding her gently as they stared at the tent, pleased with their work. The tent had a large main storage section that was quite a bit taller than Chris who stood at about 6’5”. The main section was nearly 7 foot high and was designed for storing and moving around in, the smaller section the left was like a tube that was almost 7 foot in length, and was clearly designed for sleeping; a zip up section allowed movement between the two areas. It was quite an expensive camping tent, designed for luxury camping; using the word “Luxury” as loosely as possible.

“Well we got the tent up, it’s more like a small house” Andrea said, giggling and jokingly resting her head against her husband’s shoulder. She was far smaller than her husband who stood around 6 foot in height and reached up to his chest. She moved her hand around his waist and held him closely in a pseudo hug before picking up the large heavy bag full of supplies and walked into the main enclosed area. Chris picked up the cool box full of food, then turning around and picking the keys from his pocket and pressed a button on the side, his car beeping and a mechanical sound echoed from within as it locked. The indicators flashed brightly to show to Chris that his car was safely locked; the orange light bouncing off the trees and temporarily illuminating the darkening camp site, the stars and moon now dominated the night sky.

“Mmmmm good thing we bought the bigger one, it’s very spacious in here” Andrea giggled as she walked inside the tent, placing down the bag and unzipping the bedding area. Chris came into the tent and zipped up the entrance, the inside seemed dark and foreboding.

“Hey can you get the light hun” said Chris as he patted his wife on the back, walking over and placing down the tent and food containers, reaching inside the waterproof bag and pulled out a large fold out double sleeping bag. Andrea pulled out a battery powered LED lantern, clicking a rubber switch on the bottom and light illuminated the inside of the plastic tent; Chris smiling as he could now see what he was doing. The light that came from the lantern wasn’t like any sort of light that came from a bulb, it was cold and white, almost alien. He pushed the bag into the sleeping section, padding it down and taking off his shirt and threw it down on top of the supplies bag. Andrea smiled and kicked off her shoes and then began to undress as well, slowly taking off her top as Chris followed suit and put his shoes to the side. 


“Thanks for this baby….it’s nice to get away from work, away from all that stress” Andrea said to Chris, watching him crawl into the sleeping area, still keeping his socks, loose baggy combat style trousers and underwear on; his upper body totally nude. She slowly climbed into the tube with him, zipping up the entrance and slowly sinking into bed. Chris smiled as he wrapped his arms around Andrea’s waist and body, holding her closely as she pulled the top of the sleeping bag over then but not bothering to zip it up. She let out a sigh of comfort as she slowly began to sink into a blissful darkness; closing her eyes and feeling her world melt away with her strong man behind her.

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Chapter 2 : The forest of change


The warm arms that embraced her faded away, slowly she sank and feel into a deep sleep; time passing at a much faster rate, unable to observe or comprehend the idea of consciousness, stuck in a peaceful oblivion. She began to dream, her mind reeling and forming images and pictures, the blackness dripping like ink down a canvas in her mind. Slowly the darkness formed lines, gaps within trees and a deep night sky. She was in a forest, a dark and foreboding forest where all was quiet and calm. Not a single sound could be heard, not a noise of a cricket, or the hoot of an owl. The night was quiet in the ink stained forest, the bark seemingly twisting and contorting like plastic melting from heat, yet all she felt was a chilling breeze. Her feet brushed up against dark grey leaves, the foliage beneath her connected to nothingness, the very ground beneath her faded away into a dark oblivion. She heard something then; something that broke the silence of the dream, a loud crack as a twig snapped behind her. She turned her head and was knocked back, unable to see or hear what had made the noise. She fell through the undergrowth of her dream, her body seemingly falling through it like a ghost. She saw the lines of the trees fade, she fell through the earth as the roots shrank and were absorbed by the blackness until she felt herself hitting the ground, Jolting as she opened her eyes.

The quiet night was all that kept her comfort, warmth returning to her as her eyes spied across the dark plastic lining of her tent. She blinked a few times and gasped, feeling a little bead of sweat drip down her forehead, the heat seemed a bit too much. Her eyes widened in attention as she heard a noise from outside, a sound echoing and emanating from outside the tent. She jolted up in her bed, pulling the sleeping bad with her, Chris moaning and rolling over in his sleep, waving his arm in the air as he tried to grab the sheet, then went back to snoring loudly as the disturbances ceased. Andrea had heard rustling from outside the tent, not a moment ago she heard it sound from near the car. She slowly and carefully unzipped the tent, moving into the main area and grabbed the LED lantern. She quietly closed the zip so as not to wake her slumbering husband who seemed tired after the long drive, her fingers running over the rubber button as cold white light flooded the tent. She gasped and panted, seeing her breath exit her mouth as water vapour changed temperature rapidly. Slowly she unzipped the tent, taking a peek outside the camp-site. All was quiet and peaceful save a few crickets chirping in the night. The trees were dark and dank and the moisture in the air was apparent. She looked around and moved the lantern out of the tent; scanning it around and illuminating the area. She saw nothing but the camp-site as it was before, the car was where Chris left it and the area around it hadn’t been disturbed. 

“Huh” Andrea said to herself in a whisper as she peered around the camp-site, certain she’d heard something, but she may have just been hearing things. Her bladder needed to be relieved however, and she felt the pressure building up in her loins, the urge to alleviate the sensation was too much to resist. She turned around and slipped her feet into her shoes, walking outside with the lantern and zipped up the tent. She walked towards an empty area of the camp-site, gripping her jeans and about to unbutton them.

She stopped and looked around, a strange sensation washing over her as she felt exposed; almost naked in the open area. She stared around her trying to see something but nothing made itself apparent. She had this overwhelming feeling that somebody or something was watching her and she certainly did not feel comfortable taking a pee out in the open. She removed a hand from her jeans and began to walk through the tree-line into the foliage which came up to her ankles, it was quite shallow and didn’t seem to obscure too much on the ground. She walked for a few minutes before she was sure nobody could see her, and then unbuttoned her trousers. She placed the lantern down on the ground and dropped her jeans and panties, then assumed a squatting position. The light beamed up from the trees and illuminated her, massive shadows forming on the canopies from the powerful LED lantern. She felt a little more at ease as she emptied her bladder, feeling a bit less like something was watching her. She gasped as she felt the need to urinate disappear, smiling happily as she finished her wee and stood up, about to pull her trousers up when she heard something behind her. 

She flicked her head around quickly when she heard a loud “CRACK!” as a twig broke behind her; the sound of a a foot on a twig, something that had tried to sneak up behind her; had failed. Andrea turned round to face whatever it was, and as she glared upon her intruder her heart sank. Standing before her was a huge impressive looking stag; massive antlers and a huge black nose. Steam puffed out from the two large wet nostrils as he huffed loudly. His massive powerful and overwhelming large form dominated her vision; the cold light dancing across his fur. Andrea glanced down and saw his bright red deer cock glinting in the light of the lantern, nothing but blackness in his eyes as his antlers moved towards her. She saw it puff more steam from its nostrils and take a step forwards. Andrea turned around in an attempt to run, forgetting to pull up her trousers and tripped on the clothing wrapped around her ankles; acting like a cruel pair of restrains.

“Ooooff!!” she grunted loudly as she fell face first to the floor; feeling the wet leaves pressing against her naked face, abdomen and legs. She pulled herself up, moving onto her hands and knees and kicked away her jeans frantically, turning her head to see the buck’s nose moving forwards. She attempted to kick but the hot wet nose found her crotch first. A shiver travelled up her spine as the wet nose and hot breath braced across her soft human folds, making her gasp loudly as her body froze, her once kicking legs, wiggling and pressing down into the dirt, relaxing at the feeling.

“Wha……..uhhhhh!” moaned Andrea as she felt the strange shivering sensations spread through her body, the feeling of the strange hot nose against her human pussy lips only seemed to paralyse her with a strange unnatural pleasure. She knew not if it was the strangeness of the act that caused her to freeze in shock, or something else but she needed to get away. She shook her head and kicked back, the buck snorting loudly in dominance at this act of resistance, watching her scrabble away. He leaned forwards and stuck his long tongue out, brushing the slightly rough wet tongue across her pussy lips; causing her to groan loudly into the quiet night; her voice echoing past the trees as the sound-waves danced through the branches. Moist fluids leaked out as her pussy tingled from the sharp contrast of cold and hot, the strange soft but wet texture of the buck's nose was something to behold. A throbbing heat of arousal spread from her groin through to her hips as the buck licked across her pussy lips again, her mind reeling from the sensations. She attempted to think, tried to reason a way out of her situation, but she was unable to rationalise. Her mind was far too preoccupied with the tingling sensations of the bucks tongue against her soft human pussy, her body once again paralysed with the strangeness of the act, and the shock of the situation.

Andrea panted and gasped, seeing her breath steam in the cold night air, intuitively raising her rear upwards as she felt the bucks nose nuzzle deeper into her crotch. Her hands gripped the soil and ground, pulling out plants and dirtying her clean hands with mud and leaves as her upper body tensed from the pleasurable sensations that emanated from her lower torso. All of a sudden the buck stopped, Andrea regained her reasoning for a moment as he pulled his nose and mouth away; her mind reeling from what had just happened. She felt disgusted with herself that she’d allowed herself to become so embroiled within her hormones, even allowed her body to be molested by a horny male deer. Before she could further protest or move she heard the stag move over her body, her eyes widening as she realised what the stupid and horny animal was attempting to do.

“No! no no noooouurhhhh!” Andrea protested as she attempted to move forwards in a frantic and panicked fashion, only to be pushed back as the buck placed his front forelegs over Andrea’s shoulders; locking her in a crude “cage” of flesh, fur and bone. She exclaimed her disapproval at the situation by screaming and shouting as she felt the soft furry belly of the buck rub up occasionally on her back; trying to push away but stopping and letting out a groan at the tormenting and tantalising tensions rising in her female folds. Her legs shuddered as she sensed the tip of the buck’s cock probing her pussy, slowly teasing the tender folds ever so gently with a surprising care she didn’t expect. Andrea tried her hardest to resist and escape, she tried her absolute hardest to think and reason with herself, but she was no match for her own desires and emotions. She couldn’t help herself and felt her body take over, her mind slowly being lost in a sea of ecstasy as the buck attempted to push more of his shaft inside, but finding it rather difficult. It was like a haze, as if somebody had drugged her which caused her vision to fade, her eyes to roll around and created a pressure within her skull.

“Ahhhh…..ohh god” moaned Andrea as the wet shiny prick tip pressed up against her pussy folds, the buck seemed to be having trouble finding a way in. Andrea moved her hips up almost half willingly,  standing on her tiptoes and pressing her buttocks against the buck’s belly, his cock now slowly slipping inside her soft pussy lips. Andrea grunted as she felt the huge horny male deer thrust forward with no mercy, the prick thickening near the base and stretching her pussy lips open, her hips letting out a loud “crack!” as she pushed her ass against the buck’s strong belly.

Throbbing heat emanated from deep within her as she felt the warm deer prick pulsating deep inside her, seemingly spreading a pleasant soothing sensation across her loins. She gasped and panted, her breath puffing out from her cold lips and shining brightly in the night air from the still glowing LED lantern that lay in the undergrowth, carelessly dropped when the owner had spotted the deer. The cold white light illuminated the horny buck and lust driven human perfectly in the night, their fornicating shadows dancing off the trees in a myriad of sexual frenzy, the shadows themselves telling the story perfectly to any would be wanderer.

Andrea could barely believe what she was doing, her mind almost unable to think of anything but the sensation of being dominated and fucked by this large wild feral beast. Her pussy throbbed and leaked profusely over the buck’s thick red prick, allowing it to slide effortlessly in and out while her female fluids dripped over her legs and into the undergrowth. Each thrust seemed to push her body forwards and back, the power behind the bucks wild fucking didn’t seem to hurt her, in fact the harder he thrust the more comfortable it felt. Andrea gasped loudly and pushed her ass up higher, feeling her face pressing against the weeds and dirty ground below while rolling her eyes back and drooling in sheer ecstasy. The buck grunted and snorted air from his nostrils as she thrust back and forth, grunting as he felt a sudden vibration shudder up Andrea’s hips and continued with his violent violation of the petty human. Andrea felt her hips cracking loudly and a vibration travelled down through her legs and into the ground, a throbbing heat developed in her legs as the muscles quivered slightly, her upper legs shaking as she felt her hips slowly move apart.

“Urhhhh wha…..what….AHRHHHHHH!” Andrea questioned as she tried to look back behind her, before her voice broke into yet another moan, a strange tightness and tingling pleasure seemed to be emanating from her hips. It felt like her legs were pushing apart from each other, as if her pelvis was becoming wider. Her protests and whines of curiosity were cut short as the buck thrust hard inside her again; prompting a loud moan to exit from Andrea’s mouth as her hips cracked and shifted apart in time with the horny deer's sweeping mating motions. The lust-drunk Andrea didn’t want this buck to stop, the feelings of change and mating were too good to deny, too good to resist. Yet as another shuddering crack emanated through her hips and legs, making her grunt in shock and promoting her need to look the attention it required. Every time her curiosity got the better of her the buck would thrust forwards and hump her hard, making her mind vanish into pure lust for a few moments before returning; only to be banished away again. It was like a battle within her mind, and she was losing badly. It was paramount to torture, wanting so much to resist, seeing her body, to inspect what felt so odd and strange, yet the pleasure that these sensations brought would not allow her to.

She felt her toes and nails dig into the soil as her buttocks pressed harder against the buck’s belly, yet her legs were stretched out fully. Even though she wasn’t moving her legs at all they seemed to be pressing harder into the soil, it felt almost like they were growing longer.  She grunted and gasped as her face was pushed even more against the dirt in a rather humiliating fashion, groaning loudly as her hands gripped some of the undergrowth, her arms tugging at the leaves and uprooted a few weeds and plants. The deer that slowly mated the small defenceless woman began to increase his pace, thrusting faster and faster, harder and with more vigour. Andrea panted as her legs cracked again, she even felt the bones grinding against each other within her feet while her dirty toenails press into the soil. Tingling began to spread across her rear end and legs; her smooth pink human legs slowly began to change colour; the skin slowly began to darken in certain areas and spread around like a skin infection. Andrea was totally unaware of these changes, her face was planted firmly against the ground, and her mind was even deeper down into the depths of ignorance and simplistic animal bliss. Small tiny hairs began to sprout from her skin; they were neither long nor coarse, but short and soft. The colour seemed reminiscent of the buck that fucked her mercilessly above, the shade of her skin slowly changed and the spreading pigment began to ravage her legs. The pink human skin seemed to be changing colour ever so slightly; shifting colour to a slightly darker shade of pink, the texture seemed almost animalistic. The growing hairs followed suit and began to grow in clumps around these infested areas of dark pink skin, creating very fluffy patches of what could only be considered as fur.

“Fuck….yes! don’t stop…fuck me.....faster!!” moaned and screamed Andrea in sheer ecstasy, feeling the tingling spreading not only across her legs and rear but inside her pussy, the throbbing heat began to permeate her flesh now, and not just her contorted bones. A loud crack emanated from her ankles as her feet began to elongate, while at the very same time her upper legs started to shrink into her body. Each crack of her bones sent a wave of shivering pleasure through her body, she could feel the vibrations shuddering through her, yet there was no pain. It felt almost like cracking one's knuckles, it felt uncomfortable until that familiar painless “crack” echoed and the pressure was relieved. This was how it felt to have her bones contort and shift, changing shape and function. Meanwhile she felt flesh being pulled and moved from one location to the other, as well as muscle pulsating and bulking up around her legs, the feeling of these changes was alien and strange, yet not entirely unpleasant. 

Andrea could feel every one of these changes ravaging her body, she could feel them changing her bones, blood and flesh; yet she was too preoccupied with being mated by the huge male deer to care. As far as she was concerned these sensations were merely a product of her lustful desires, her throbbing shifting flesh only adding to the ecstasy of her arousing situation. Yet even with her sexually obsessed and lust diluted delirium, she found herself understanding, comprehending the situation subconsciously; she was changing, into what she couldn’t say; her conscious mind wasn’t even aware of her own thoughts it was so far removed from reality. 

Her feet began to take on a rather different shape now, each thrust seemed to accelerate the changes, making them happen faster with each pounding humping frenzied thrust from the dominant horny animal. Andrea gripped the plants around her head, moaning into the soil and dirt as she felt her lower body rise upwards even higher than before. This pushed her rear to a much more suitable position for the buck; and he felt this new change of posture, and took advantage of it. With Andrea’s new elongated legs and raised ass; the stag thrust hard inside Andrea, hilting his cock inside the soft humans womb.


“ARHHHH!!!!”  Andrea cried out loudly; her voice echoing in the woods and reverberating through the trees, feeling her legs crack and grow longer as the heavy buck hilted her sharply, putting a good portion of his weight onto her backside now. Andrea closed her eyes and panted deeply, savouring the strange and delightful sensations, her legs growing longer and slightly thinner than before. She felt her feet cracking loudly, the bones moving around and shifting inside her legs, the mass seemingly stretching and moving around. The sensation was completely painless but she could feel the vibrations of the changing bone and cartilage reverberating up her leg and backside. Her hips creaked loudly as the shape of her pelvis slowly began to change, her feet growing longer with each passing moment and powerful humping thrust from the stag. Tingling accompanied the changes to her changed flesh and bone as her new coat of hair began to spread down her legs and convert the skin to a much darker pink. Andrea grunted as she felt her femur crack and shortening, pulling up into her lower torso; her skin stretching and forming what at a glance would appear to be a flank. Her feet stretched out further and her lower leg matched its length. 

“Duuhhh….don't….stop ohhhrhhhH!” Andrea moaned as she began bending her back legs in a rather odd way, using her ‘ankles’ now rather than her knees. The dirt began to push around Andrea’s feet and toes as the weight above her began to take its toll, her legs feeling strange yet strong, dainty yet swift. She felt her foot bones cracking and pulling back, her big and little toes began to pull back with her feet. She groaned as she felt what she could only describe as ‘her flesh like putty’ moving up and around each other, her big and little toes began to pull back behind her rounded foot. The sole of her feet slowly disappeared and smoothed out into a long limb rather than a plantigrade configured leg. Her other toes began to shift forwards, the three toes left began to grow except for her middle one. 

“Whats……going ooon, urhhhhhhhh fuck me don’t….stop this” gasped Andrea as she felt her toes slowly reshaping, her body throbbing and pulsating with an intense heat which grew ever stronger with each thrust of the buck above her. More and more her toes grew, pressing into the ground while the middle one pulled back and slowly disappeared, the bone and flesh absorbed by her growing limb. She winced as she felt her two side toes crack loudly, now situated at the back of her strangely configured lower leg, the nail slowly began to increase in mass with each passing second. So too did her main two nails on the ends of her backwards jointed lower legs, the hard keratin around her toes began to increase and push out; the sensation of which Andrea likened to putty being pushed through a mould. Yet her nails felt hard and heavier than usual as it grew, gaining mass and length with each thrust from the buck. The hair that grew down her legs continued to spread; shockingly the same colour as the buck that was fucking her. The two toes that resided at the back of her lower hind leg pushed out more nail and formed two small dewclaws on each leg, while her fur slowly covered the surface and left no trace of humanity behind.

Her legs now looked remarkable to the cervine animal that humped her above, the ‘fur’ slowly spread down to her backwards jointed hind leg that once functioned as her feet. Both legs were now transformed beyond repair; while she felt the encroaching tingling of her growing pelt spreading down. The skin changed colour before her coat grew, shifting to a dark pink before disappearing under a light coat of orangey reddish fur. Her back cracked loudly and she felt some pressure relieved off her face, her spine seemingly changing shape to allow her more leverage to her upper body. She opened her eyes as she felt her posture shift, her hips feeling strange and alien, her feet cracking and pressing into the soil.

“whaaaa…what's…that” Andrea moaned as she felt her toes pushing out more nail; this time it was darker and blacker, her toes thickening and pulling closely together to form a hairless hoof, the appearance of which seemed almost identical to the buck’s own hooves that were pressed in the soil not a million miles away from her own. She grunted and looked back, pressing down on the soil with her arms and trying to look back, her eyes bulging with what she saw.

“What…..OH GOD!” Andrea grunted as she looked back and saw the last of her human skin become overtaken with soft fur around her now fully sharpen cloven cervine hooves. Her legs bending backwards and up to a furry flank, her hips now twice the size they were before and her upper legs were three times shorter and rested inside her lower torso. Yet what was once her lower leg and feet now functioned as her entire hind leg, a long slender set of deer limbs moved down into the soil and undergrowth where her new deer hooves resided. With this new gleaned insight to her situation she panicked and tried to escape; pressing her hooves down into the soil and feeling the hard nail displace the dirt beneath her changing body.

The buck was obviously unprepared for this sudden act of defiance and fear, and dismounted Andrea, watching her trying to escape; though it was fruitless without the forelegs to do so. Andrea scrambled against the soil and dirt, grunting and gasping for air in sheer panic, her lower body only holding her back while her upper body almost attempted to crawl.

“NO NO NO!!!! Please No!” she frantically said over and over again, trying to deny what was happening, her upper human body was ill suited for walking on all fours, while her lower body did nothing to aid her escape. She scrambled in a rather comical fashion and did nothing but move a few inches forwards; feeling her oddly configured legs bending in awkward directions; only serving to make her feel even more confused and terrified.

“Please….HELP Mmm….memmmeeeee” Andrea almost screamed in fear, trying to get away but her cries for help dissolved rapidly; slowly melting away into moans as she felt the familiar and not unwelcome sensation of the buck’s nose probing her crotch. She pressed her chest against her folded arms and bent her head upwards, staring onwards into the woods and let out a long loud moan. She slowly stopped scrambling, pressing her hooves into the ground and opened up her legs as best she could, feeling his warm breath huffing against her changed dark pink skin, more fur growing around her crotch. Her spine cracked again, this time the noise and vibration emanated from her coccyx at the cleft of her buttocks, which sent shivering vibrations down her spine and up to her head. Her rear was mostly was still unchanged, small patches of fur however were slowly converting more skin, seemingly working to change that area.

“FFFfuuuuck…..mmmmmeee” moaned Andrea loudly as she pushed back against the buck’s hot wet nose, gasping in delight as she felt her ass-cheeks spread apart, slowly her gluteus Maximus muscles began to shift to the sides and moved to cover what was once her upper leg; now functioning as her flank. Muscle tensed up around her newly forming flanks and the cold air braced her now totally exposed anus and pussy for the first time. The removal of her large cheeks made it much easier for the stag to bury his nose deep into her transformed groin, her anus tingling in the cold midnight air and throbbing as she felt the flesh above it tug and tingle. Andrea smiled as she felt her spine slowly extend, her coccyx beginning to increase in size and fold upwards. Her anus began to pull further upwards as well, slowly the flesh around it throbbed as a nub of flesh formed around the top of her rear. It felt like her growing addition had a string of muscle leading down to her anus, and was pulling it upwards as it grew longer. 

Andreas smile grew wider as she panted and opened her mouth to allow more oxygen and air into her changing body, the new oxygenated blood flooding through her veins and providing more fuel for her transformation cells. Andrea felt her tail-bone growing longer and longer, pulling flesh and bone as it extended outwards in a delirious sensation she couldn’t help but enjoy and crave. As her tail grew she felt a tugging behind her anus as the flesh shaped up to form the dock of a tail, the length growing rather rapidly as the buck snorted and licked her out. The buck moved his mouth away from her pussy, catching the smell of her new ass, nosing her butt and took a good whiff of her scent, his cock throbbing hard as her smell changed somehow. The scent of this half human once smelled awful, bitter and sharp to the nose, now the buck smelled something different. Her scent was sweet, gentle and a smell that made him feel even more aggressive and dominant. Her pheromones changing not only from human to deer, but to something else that wasn’t her species. That something made this stag want to dominate, to fuck and screw and mate, to not stop until every single part of this human was animal.

“Ruruhhhhuub……mmmmmmeeee good!” Andrea moaned as she felt the buck’s tongue extending and exploring her still aching throbbing pussy lips, still dripping wet with pleasure.  Her growing addition flicked upwards at Andrea’s command, which prompted her to gasp at the feeling of what she knew to be her tail. The fur that grew around her flanks started to spread up around her back and ass, slowly her tail began to take shape and look more like an animals. Long strands of reddish orange fur grew over the top of her tail, giving it a wide birth around the dock and base, which tapered down to the small pointed tip. Andrea giggled as she felt her very light fluffy white fur grow underneath the new tail, slowly spreading down to her ass and covered her pink human skin, spreading around her buttocks and down to her throbbing pussy. She shook her tail from left to right and raised it up willingly; the feeling of her throbbing cunt leaking over her new fluffy white fur was certainly alien, but not unwanted. She groaned and felt like she needed to grip her crotch as a strange sensation emanated from inside her womb, a throbbing heat overtaking her insides.

Thoughts of her being fucked and mounted by this stag being bred, being forced to become his doe and becoming pregnant, carrying a fawn for this wild beast. The thought aroused her more than it should, her mentality changing slightly as her body morphed into a new posture and purpose. The Stag pushed his tongue deeper inside; licking against her clit and lips. She grunted and felt her pussy lips throbbing from the overestimation of the rough deer tongue, her clit slowly started to grow and expand. She felt her pulsating button tingle and rub up against her fluffy white butt-fur, making her gasp and exhale her hot breath, creating a cloud of steam. Both their bodies produced so much warmth and sweat they themselves were steaming in the cold midnight air; the white light from the lantern dancing off their cervine and semi human forms. Andrea raised her tail higher and felt a rush of power surging through her; a throbbing sensation spreading and shooting quickly from her womb down to her pussy lips. The sensation caused to her moan at first, and then she grunted loudly and puffed air through her nostrils. A wave of powerful hormones flooded over her the likes of which she’d never felt before. She felt the hot breath moving up from her aching pussy and up to her ass, the hot breath tantalising the sensitive anus beneath her soft fluffy fur.

“URhhh…..want….fuck me..” moaned Andrea loudly as she pushed her rear back against the buck, prompting a snorting huff from the dominant male. He grunted and jumped up onto Andrea’s rear, probing around and finding her quivering cervine asshole. The buck didn’t wait a second and promptly thrust his slick deer dick deep inside Andrea again; this time inside her changed anus.

“ARhhhhuuruhh!” Andrea groaned loudly, her moans echoing loudly in the forest in response to the feeling of the bucks slippery cum coated cock thrusting deep inside her changed cervine rectum. She moved her tail to the side and felt his hot belly pressing against the skin of her back. The humping retuned and Andrea found herself pressing her face and arms into the dirt once again, her pussy aching as her clit expanded and grew larger with each thrust. The buck’s balls slapped hard against her swollen pussy lips, the edges of her cunt began to throb and puff up; changing and shifting to a darker colour.

“Yes……urghhh yes fuck me…make me your doe!” She gasped and grunted, deeply huffing and puffing steam from her mouth and nose. She could feel the deer’s forelegs rubbing up against her sides now, her legs had grown so long he had to mount her like a proper deer, rather than being able to stand cleanly on all fours he had to rest his forelegs against her shoulders. Another surge of hormones flushed over her and her clit grew even larger, pushing out past her crotch and gained length. Her pussy lips leaked and puffed up and started to pull forwards with her expanding button, now taking on a rather odd appearance. Andrea could feel her crotch shifting, and the flesh moving and transforming with each mad frantic thrust. She grunted and pushed her arms up then looked back underneath her breasts and belly towards her furry crotch.

“Urhh what…….Oh god! Oh no!!” said Andrea loudly, moving her head down and taking a look at her crotch between her legs; panicking at the sight she saw. Her clit had grown especially large, now it was at least 5 inches long and about 1 inch thick, the tip dripping with a thick white liquid. She looked back and saw her throbbing swollen pussy lips had changed to a darker colouration and were slipping along the length of her shaft. She took a look at the tip and saw her urethra had moved from inside her lips, towards the tip of her clit, now acting as a urethra for her pseudo-penis

“Oh god….no pleas…….. Ohhhh……OOOuurhhhhhh!”  Andrea attempted to protest, trying to pull away but moaning as she felt another powerful thrust from the buck above, the powerful sexual sensations put her back in her place. She panted and felt her small deer dick slowly grow longer, her pussy lips pulling forwards and slipping round the entire length of her shaft, the tip of her long thin red prick poking out from the tip. She gasped in pleasure as a shiver of ecstasy washed over her; the sides of her throbbing pussy lips merged together and became one long fleshy tube, which still felt very sensitive and wet. She felt her existing vagina still leaking fluids, a strange object slowly starting to move through her towards the exit. Then she felt a strange sensation around her pussy lips, the skin sealed up loosely around her vagina and sealed it shut, leaving a loose flap of skin. A tiny dribble of her female fluids leaked out and stained her otherwise drenched fluffy white fur. Then she pushed back as an object moved out of her sealed pussy, a large orb moving its way through her vagina and fell into the loose sack of skin. She moaned as she felt it descend in the sack, and then felt another slowly follow in it’s place. It felt like a pressure behind her pelvis, a round orb moving down her tightening female canal and into a heavy sack. She instinctively squeezed hard and felt the other object tingle a little as it travelled through her pussy and into the sack of skin. Slowly she felt the objects descend, the skin around them tingling as she assumed from this sensation; that fur was growing over the surface. She looked back past her thick dark pink sheath and saw two white furry rounded objects descending down, then fell loose in her thick sack of skin.

“I’m……urhhhh god…..becoming….a..mmmaa..male?! MmuurhhhhHfffuck yes! Don’t ….stop!” Andrea gasped and looked back, seeing her throbbing testicles hanging low in her white furry scrotum, the thought of becoming a powerful male deer felt strangely appealing to her. Another flourish of hormones surged through her and the huge deer balls throbbed and ascended in their sack, descending again as her cock slowly started to push out her fused pussy lips.  She felt the skin around her fused cunt slowly start to move up forcefully as blood filled her prick, the skin of her flesh tube sticking to the base of her crotch, where once only flat flesh had resided before. The feeling was akin to having warm super-glue stick between your fingers, except it was between her crotch and fused pussy lips. Andrea gasped from the alien feeling of her merging skin, looking down and seeing white fur sprouting from the pink and dark skin, slowly spreading over the surface in blotches until it covered the entire surface. The white fur slowly began to encroach up her belly next, and the darker reddish orange fur began to convert the skin on her back and sides, spreading up to her chest. It seemed wherever white fur grow, her skin wouldn’t change colour. However where darker shades of fur grew; the skin would blotch and turn to a darker shade of pink.

“Mmmmore….fuck me more!” Andrea moaned, unable to control her desires and sensations, her mind and body flooded with a hormone she’d never had in such ludicrous quantities before; changing her mentality and gender. Testosterone flushed through her blood from her thick buck balls, spreading through her loins as blood pooled around her new animal sheath, a bone pushing through her cock and slowly extending the length outwards. Andrea felt a muscle inside her pushing her cock out, the sensation was like swallowing food, but the other way around. A fleshy hollow tube being filled and strained as an object moved through it, the skin stretching to allow the thick cock out into the cold night. She watched in delightful perversion as her thick buck prick extended out from her wet sheath, the stag’s balls slapping against her own as he increased his pace.

“YES!!! FUCK ME HARDER!” Shouted and cried out Andrea loudly, her mind and body ready to become something else; so ready to be strong and male. She’d totally forgotten about everything human, about Chris, about her job and life. It mattered not to her, not anymore; nothing but the feeling and sensation of being dominated and fucked by another powerful horny stag mattered to her lust driven mind. Then a thought passed through her head while her chest and arms cracked loudly, while her ribcage started to expand out to the sides. Her spine elongating and her face forming a gaping open mouthed expression of perversion. Her thoughts meandered to a doe, a plump ripe doe in heat; the smell of her throbbing dark pink pussy and tender udders. Her long thin dainty legs and big ears, black nose and big brown eyes; calling Andrea to mount the doe, take the doe as her own…..as ‘his’ own.

Andrea closed her eyes and imagined fucking a female doe, imagined the feeling the feeling of rubbing her forelegs up against her soft sides, slipping her thick buck cock deep inside that throbbing pussy; these thoughts were a product of the cervine hormones and testosterone flooding her blood. Her cock throbbed in its sheath and reached an impressive nine inches in length, and was quite thin for its size. Andrea felt her shoulders and upper body crack loudly as the bones within changed, the vibrations of the shift that travelled down her arms and into her skull made her smile and moan. Happy in the knowledge that soon she’d be on all fours; nothing but a horny buck ready to mate and screw. She was unable to concentrate on anything else; she couldn’t think or focus or want for anything but pleasure. She moved her arms forwards and rested her palms and lower arms on the forest floor, seeing her still human hands in the moonlight and the still glowing LED lantern. A resounding crack from her spine echoed through her form, the sound of it lengthening told her that she wouldn’t be human much longer. Andrea smiled as the feeling of her vertebrae growing larger felt strange yet powerful; it felt good to be bigger, stronger and more dominant. She giggled as fur spread up to her breasts and chest, the tingling of growing hair amusing her while the feeling of her muscle gaining mass was a sensation of intense heat.

“Haaaa….yes…….mmmmore” moaned Andrea quietly as she watched her hands slowly crack and shift forwards, smiling and holding her breath with her mouth agape. She watched her hands grow forwards at a painfully slow rate, a smile still beaming across her face as she felt her thumb slowly shrink away into her arms as the flesh rounded off at her wrists. Another vibration travelled up her arms as the last part of her thumb disappear, seeing her first and little finger move back on their own accord; both hands changing at slightly different rates. The right hand seemed to be further ahead than the left, giving Andrea the advantage of seeing what would happen next. Her first and little fingers pulled back behind her rounded hand, the palm puffing up as flesh formed around it. The small bones in her hand fused into one large long bone, growing longer with each passing moment under a painless pressure. Her elbows pressed into the soil as her lower arm grew slightly longer, watching as her lower human arm and hand grew to nearly the same length as her rear buck’s legs. She moaned as another thrust from the buck prompted her hands to shift faster, a loud crack emanating from her fingers saw them slowly thicken and shorten. Her first and little fingers pulled back behind her now lower foreleg which was once her hands, the nail pushing out and forming a point, similar to the two small dew-hooves on her hind legs.

“Yes….don’t stop….URhhh give me hooves!” Andrea moaned as she watched her two remaining fingers; her middle and ring fingers, thicken and expand to be the same width and shape as her lower foreleg. The tips of her fingers began to stretch out as her nails formed sharp points, keratin pushing through the flesh like putty and changing colouration as it grew longer. From a dull white to a dark black; her nails changed with each passing moment, soon to become proper hooves. Tingling sensations spiked around her shoulders as fur spread across Andrea’s back; signifying she wasn’t far off being a full buck. Another crack from her forelegs sounded and reverberated through her changed arms. Her front 'limbs' were now more like forelegs than human manipulative hands and arms. Her upper arms pulled up sharply into her chest and body, pulling her face closer to the ground while her upper and lower forelegs pressed flat against the foliage of the forest.

Her chest expanded to be almost as large as the buck’s above, another thrust from the very same stag caused her to gasp and groan in a deep low tone. Her breasts slowly began to shrink into her chest, the once sensitive flesh slowly disappearing away into an expanding and changing chest with a few cracks and crunches sounding from her ribcage. They moved to the side with each thrust of the stag, slowly the nipples pressing against flat skin until her breasts were no more, slowly becoming smaller and smaller until they disappeared altogether; leaving only a large strong flat rounded chest. Her huge ribcage expanded further, the strap on her useless bra snapped and fell down her long transforming forelegs, falling down and leaving her bare and naked to the elements.

Her upper arms cracked and pulled up against her newly formed ribcage and shoulders, her elbows pulling up to be situated just below her chest line whilst she felt her neck pulling up and her legs moving to her command. Andrea knew how her legs would work, feeling her long thick deer forelegs pressing into the ground. It was almost as if she'd been trained to walk, as if she already knew all she needed about her body. The changing Andrea let out a groan while watching her fingernails fuse into long strong cervine hooves; the surface rough and hard, her set of cloven hooves was typical of white-tailed deer in these regions.

“yes….more…..Pleaseeee….” moaned Andrea loudly, pressing back and forth as the fur slowly spread down her legs and covered her chest, her arms and hands now functioning as fully formed deer forelegs. 

She closed her eyes and felt her entire heavy buck body, feeling and listening…

Feeling her cock rubbing up against her furry chest and belly, her tail twitching under the weight of the buck, the sound of the snorts and grunts….

The snapping of a twig behind her……

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Chapter 3 : rescued but not saved


“HEY YOU!!....GET OFF MY WIFE!!!” Chris shouted from behind, carrying the small pistol, raising it into the air and letting off a deafening “BANG!!”. The noise echoed through the forest and rang loudly in Chris's ears, the noise promptly scared the young buck away; pulling his prick out of Andrea which made her gasp in relief before it turned its head. The loud deafening bang from the gun sent it scampering, Pressing it’s hooves into the dirt and taking off at a shocking speed. It bounded through the forest and disappeared within a matter of seconds, scared by the noise of the gun.

“Andrea…. Hunny are you…” Chris said aloud, looking at the buck that ran into the forest before turning round expecting to see his wife; but only seeing the rear end of what appeared to be a stag with its forelegs resting on the dirty forest floor, yet he found it strange he couldn’t see any antlers extending up from its head.

“Ch….Chris…..mmmmm is that you baby….” Moaned Andrea loudly, shaking her tail and attempting to push herself up onto all fours; finding her new forelegs to be strange to move. She grunted loudly and pushed her weight up onto the fronts of her lower forelegs, her hoof tips piercing the soil as she rested on her new limbs. She then levered one leg up, finding it bending at the ‘wrist’ instead of the ‘elbow’ and pushed her hooves into the forest floor. Chris stepped back as he saw his wife’s brunette hair swishing from a slightly elongated neck, the forelegs were fur-less and still pink with human skin. 

“A…a...Andrea?….oh god baby….what the!” Chris exclaimed as he stepped back in fear; watching Andrea get her footing and turning around, her eyes starting at Chris. The light from the LED lantern illuminated her eyes and showed no white; only a solid brown. Her iris’s had expanded to fill her entire eye, yet her pupils were still round; though in the low light all Chris could see was her fully brown animalistic orbs staring at him..

“Ohhh Chris…..you came for me……soooo sweet of you” Andrea said as she turned around and slowly padded towards Chris, flicking her tail gently as she felt a little fur grow down her legs; the changes slowing dramatically. Andrea seemed to be still caught in the trippy sensation of transformation, slightly pleasure-drunk from the sensations.

“A…Andrea….what….happened….I’m.. dreaming aren't I?” the grip on his gun loosened and it fell into the foliage as he watched his wife approach, the large cervine body seemed out of place, though her neck seemed to taper down rather nicely to her human head; her large brown eyes staring out at Chris. The sheer bizarreness of the sight in front of him made him light headed, the shock causing him to phase out and loose his rationalisation, thinking it merely an illusion of the mind within a dream.

“If you want it to be…..this feels like a dream Chris” Andrea said aloud to her husband as he moved back as his heel hit a log, falling back onto his ass with a thud, feeling the undergrowth rubbing up against his bare back; his trousers and slip on shoes were the only things that kept him closed off. Andrea moved in and moaned loudly, walking towards Chris on her four legs, leaning in and kissing Chris without hesitation. He was too shocked and stunned to react otherwise, and felt her soft lips press against his own, closing his eyes and feeling her warm breath on his face. She opened her mouth and they shared an intimate French kiss, exchanging saliva and running their tongues across each other’s. As they kissed Chris felt a flourish of exhilaration spread down his body, a feeling of warmth and sensuality. As they parted the kiss Chris opened his eyes to see Andrea’s large brown cervine orbs staring at him, moving in and gently nibbling on his neck, licking the skin and prompting Chris to groan aloud. It didn’t take long before he felt an erection develop 

"Urhhh...a...Andrea, what's happening" Chris gasped as he felt his skin tingle enticingly under his wife's tongue, watching her moving her long slender neck down to his pants and nosing his erection that pressed proudly in his pants.

"Something wonderful..." She replied as she tried to grip his trousers with her teeth; desperate to remove his undergarments. Chris gasped and rested his head back, looking up at the swaying trees in the night, the moon piercing it's cold magical light through the trees. Chris would have been trying to help or reason with Andrea in this situation, but after she'd kissed him he didn't seem to care. In fact he found it hard to focus on anything but his rapidly increasing sex drive, the feeling of his wife's face probing his crotch made him even hornier. Chris reached down and unbuttoned his trousers, pulling down the zip and gasping in pleasure at the thought of things to come. Andrea wasted no time and gripped one of his trouser legs with her teeth, and tugged on it hard. She leaned back on her four legs, sweeping her hind legs back and pulling off Chris's trousers. They flew gracefully through the night before striking a tree and slumping down into the leaves and undergrowth of the forest floor, leaving his naked legs shining in the moonlight. His slip off shoes also came off much quicker than his trousers did, leaving him naked except for his underpants and socks. Andrea threw his jeans over by her old clothes, and wasted no time to bury her face in his crotch, gripping the underwear with her teeth, being careful not to touch his erection or genitals with her maw. 

"Ohhh baby..." Chris groaned, looking down and watching his half deer wife pull his underwear off with her teeth, unable to do anything with her hands now turned hooves, she realised shed have to manipulate everything with her mouth; as task she was happy to be challenged by. Chris's cock popped up and wobbled a little in its proud erect stance as his underpants flicked past his erect prick; making him groan loudly while he watched Andrea throw them into the undergrowth. Chris could feel the soft wet leaves and dirt beneath his bare buttocks, the wind on his skin and Andrea’s hot breath on his genitals.

The horny half buck snorted and began to lick the tip of Chris's cock, forcing him to arch his head back In pleasure; moaning deeply as her slightly rougher tongue scraped across his sensitive cock-flesh. Chris felt a burst of surging warmth erupt from his groin and cock, a heat which spread through his body and loins and seemed to make him feel light headed. The wave of heat and arousal flushed through him like a wave of water, his skin tingling as Goosebumps formed around his legs and arms, while more blood pooled to his aching and throbbing cock.

"Fffuck me....urhhh Andrea...this isn't a ....aahhhh dream" Chris moaned quietly as he felt his wife's tongue brace across the entire length of his shaft, the skin tingling and darkening with her touch. Chris leaned down and rubbed his wife's hair and ears, feeling his fingers touching her soft skin.

"Mmmm it's not....it's all real baby" Andrea replied as she flicked her tail from side to side, her cock dripping cum as she longed to feel some pussy lips around the long slick surface. Her body seemed warm and pleasant, her thick pelt providing protection against the harsh night. She wanted to take him, to throw him over into the grass and fuck him mercilessly, and she was finding the urge to do so harder and harder to resist. Chris continued to moan as be felt the flesh around his cock and crotch tingle in a strange manner, the heat that flooded his body before seems to be focused near his crotch in a pulsating sensation.

“Mmmm.....nnnnn...nnooo....stop it....stop it baby...STOP! NO! STAY AWAY!!” Chris moaned, his reason finally getting the better of him, trying to reason with himself and finally snapping himself out of his trace. He resisted and turned himself around, shouting out in resistance as he feared he may end up the same as his wife, moving towards the campsite on all fours in a desperate attempt to escape. Andrea was both shocked and blown away by his defiance, she'd almost managed to resist before, but never fully pulling away. She knew she couldn’t break him with gentle and kind nosing and licking, she'd have to let herself go, and take her husband forcefully. She snorted at this act of defiance and resistance, seeing her husband running away she did not see Chris, she saw a human attempting to resist. It didn’t take more than a second for her human mind to twig and her instincts take over, moving her head down and pushing back against the ground with her back legs. She moved forwards and pressed her hooves into the soil, jumping over Chris and pressing her legs against his still moving body. He grunted as he felt his shoulders hit her furless hind legs, making Andrea grunt before she began probing his ass with her buck prick. Chris's eyes bulged at the feeling and tried to escape, but Andrea pushed her legs back against his shoulders, forcing her slippery cock through his cheeks and into his anus with surprising ease.

“ARHHHHH NOOO!!! nnooo.....stooop!” Chris screamed as he felt a burning pain in his rear, which persisted for a few seconds before she began to slide more inside him. Slowly Chris's voice changed tone from panic to interest, from intrigue to pleasure. He shook his head from side to side, still padding at the soil and trying feebly to escape. Andrea knew it was only a matter of time now, only a short while before he would be begging for it.

“Stooooop.....nooo stop it.....pleeeaase!” moaned Chris as he felt his wife's violating buck prick fuck him, screwing his virgin rear over and over, her shaft pounding inside and out in slow rhythmic movement. His cock throbbed and leaked cum onto the forest floor as his Chris felt his cock tingle and tug back. His cock-skin started to change colour, the warmth spreading over his skin as his once pink cock began to take on a darker pink colouration.  He moaned as he could feel his skin tingling and the flesh around his dick shifting. Chris groaned aloud again as Andrea forced her shaft deeper inside his ass, making him gasp and lean back against the thrusts, now slowly starting to enjoy his violation. Andrea grunted and snorted loudly as she felt the cartilage in her ears crack and move with each thrusting movement of her cock inside her husband, her ears starting to change to suit her purpose. She huffed and continued to fuck and violate her husband, Chris could no longer scrabble or resist, the sensation of Andrea’s thick buck dick fucking him, milking his prostate was too much to let go.

"Ahhhh.....Uuhhhhhh" Chris moaned and gasped loudly as the sensations of his shifting flesh became more apparent, cum spurting out from his cock tip and onto the forest floor below. He felt his balls throbbing and slowly pulling closer to his body and working against even gravity, pressing hard against his perineum as the skin started to flatten. Chris gasped and let out a rather feminine moan with a powerful thrust from the dominant male that took him; his voice was changing a little to let out a submissive gasp as he felt one of his testicles slip up through an unknown fleshy passageway. Before he had time to react his other testicle slid up through what he could only liken to a fleshy tube that was centred around his perineum. It was almost like swallowing a large ball of solid food down your gullet, yet the walls seemed to stretch much further. The sensation was far from unpleasant and Chris let out a delicate squeal of pleasure as he felt his testicles disappear into his body, along with the sensations of being fucked and mated buy his wife. His throbbing dick leaked cum as Andrea sniffed the smell of his seed leaking from his body, a smell she didn’t want to have entering into her nostrils. She felt good being able to fuck something, but she wanted something else, something that would fit her prick better. She knew his flesh was changing just as it had happened to her not moments before. Chris could feel the changing flesh; moaning at the hot feeling of the coloration shifting from pink to an even darker shade. He felt his testicles moving deeper inside him, carving the flesh away and forming a new area, moving deeper and deeper into the bowls of his new internal reproductive system, and changing the shape of his digestive tract, making the experience rather interesting for Andrea

Andrea snorted through her nostrils and thrust her cock in further; assuming his girlish moans and squeals were a product of her actions. Andrea couldn't help moan herself as her ears began to expand in the flurry of sexual ecstasy, the thick man ass clenching around her slick buck prick. She could feel her earlobes stretching out to the sides; it felt like somebody had pinched the sides of her ears and was tugging them out slowly to the sides of her head. The cartilage inside began to shift shape; making a dull creaking noise that reverberated and sounded through her skull and ears. Andrea groaned as her ears became wider and wider, slowly become rounded and taking on a cervine appearance, the sensation of becoming more deer-like was a pleasure in itself.

"Ahhhh mmmbaby...mmmy cock!" Chris groaned in pleasure as his cock throbbed and tingled, the changing flesh inside him as his balls carved out a new area which would serve a different purpose to the one a male had. Chris gasped and threw his head back as a wave of pleasure knocked him back, at the same time his ass clenched against Andrea's prick, making her groan deeply. His perineum began to feel wet as it tingled below his aching sensitive ass, the sensations felt almost, sexual. He felt his prostate moving inside him; the pulsing orgasmic sensation he was so familiar began moving away from Andrea’s cock, and towards his new throbbing area. Slowly the sensation of being anally violated lost its sting, and he longed to feel that same amazing pleasure elsewhere. He felt that orgasmic prostate throbbing and moving from deep inside his loins and Andrea’s cock, and instead towards his crotch where his perineum ached with warmth, which also felt wet and moist. Fluid started to trickle down from where his balls once were, Chris smiled at this sensation and let out a long loud moan at the sensation of his cock experiencing the same tingling sensations. Andrea continued to fuck his man hole, feeling it throbbing around her cock. Chris could feel his dick shrinking, his foreskin becoming loose as his shaft was pulled into his body. His once impressive six and a half inch human dick was now a measly three inches and was shrinking more and more rapidly by the minute. The violated human male could feel his dick throbbing and rubbing up against his fluffy pubic hair, moaning and running his hands down Andrea's long legs, still uncovered by fur.

Andrea got a whiff of Chris's new leaking fluids that seemed to emanate from his perineum, the skin slowly starting to split open and leak fluids. The horny half-buck felt a wave of testosterone flush over her; the scent seemed to cloud her mind and draw her mind to merciless humping and mating.

"Wha...what are ya doing babeeeee…OOHHHRHHHAARRHH!!!" Chris asked as he looked down for a moment then throwing his head back again and looked up into the sky. His vision darkened as he felt a rush of blood to his head; his head beat increasing as an overwhelmingly powerful surge of hormones, adrenaline and chemicals flushed his blood. Andrea humped hard inside him and hilted his ass, her cock pumping inside and out much faster now she'd gotten a whiff of his scent. He felt that familiar throbbing orgasmic sensation which he attributed to his prostate; but felt much stronger. Chris felt Andrea's heavy furry balls slap up against his naked perineum and sensitive flesh, making him squeal in delightful submissiveness.
 
His tiny shrinking two inch cock spurted a small amount of cum over Andreas fluffy balls in pleasure before it slowly shrivelled away into almost nothing, the shaft and loose foreskin were pulled down towards where his balls once were. Chris moaned and gasped submissively as he felt these changes occur; moaning deeply as Andrea’s furry balls hitting this area of flesh was more pleasurable than her cock buried deep inside his rear. A grunt exited Chris's mouth as his urethra split off from his cock-head, moving down and out of sight underneath Andreas tongue and nose. His glans pulled back towards his leaking perineum and Chris gasped and let out a loud submissive moan as he felt his small cock-head being pulled inside something. His sensitive foreskin split into two parts and curled around his sensitive flesh, puffing up and merging with the skin.

The liquids and scents from Chris's leaking areas made Andrea wild with lust and desire; her throbbing stag cock tingled inside Chris's insides with sensitivity, yet she longed to fill something softer and wetter, something more.....fertile. The young half-buck pulled her cock out from Chris's rear, still wanting to cum inside him yet she was too curious to the origin of his new attractive smell. She dismounted him and he moaned deeply, still keeping his ass high in the air. Andrea snorted and looked down at her husband’s crotch in the light of LED lantern, seeing something dark and moist twinkling between his ass-cheeks, the smell of which made Andrea wild with desire. Curious to the nature of his new anatomy, Andrea leaned down and pressed her nose against it, only finding it suddenly pushing through into something warm, wet and fleshy, the act of which made Chris scream in pleasure.

"URHHHHHAHHHHHHH!!!" Chris screamed in a loud outburst of ecstasy, feeling Andreas nose and then her rough tongue pushing through into a new area of hypersensitive flesh, and what felt like his prostate throbbing at the same area. Andrea pulled her nose away, sniffing intently and looking at Chris's crotch, huffing at what she saw.

"No...please don't stop" Chris moaned loudly as he raised his ass up in the air again, desperate to feel those alien but wonderful sensations once more. Andrea could see now what had happened to him, pushing her tongue further inside and tasting him, knowing know what he'd become

"Ahhrhh by....OHHH YESSS!" Chris moaned as his wife plunged her partially changed tongue into his new sensitive flesh, Andreas eyes fixated on what she saw. His cock and balls were totally absent and instead between his legs and cheeks rested a large throbbing dark pink pussy. Yet it wasn't human in shape; the walls were thick and swollen and she couldn't see a clit, it seemed reminiscent of a horses or cows, but was thinner and a little daintier. Thick clear female cum leaked from the doe pussy over his ass and skin, the lips throbbing as Andrea teased the surface.

"OHHH baby....its beautiful... You're becoming a doe" Andrea replied as she caught another whiff of Chris's new scents and smells, the changing human trying to think; his mind starting to cloud with female hormones and cervine instincts. Chris knew that what he felt before, his testicles moving inside him, the throbbing aching was a change, a transformation in gender. His balls had shifted to become his ovaries, producing all the female hormones he needed, carving a new womb where his male reproductive organs used to be…fertile and ready to be filled.

"Urnhnh...god it feels so..good. NOoo I have to...fight, get back to the....tent" Chris moaned as he felt Andrea’s nose and mouth slip gently inside his thick pink doe lips again, his cervine vagina hot and wet. He tried to gain control of his mind and Actions; trying to see reason. He tried to move past Andrea’s legs again, his muscles weak from the sensations but he still tried to move past Andrea. Thoughts of being fucked and impregnated shocked and scared him, on all fours in the undergrowth, beneath his heavy half stag wife. He was trying so hard to resist how good it felt to be female….almost wanting to give up at the same time, but his resistance was silenced soon, as pathetic as it was.

Andrea watched and felt Chris trying to resist again, attempting to stop his changes. This idea angered Andrea, the thought that there was a human that was not a deer or doe; it made it hard to breathe, it made her want to fix this horrible fact. Her nose wandered over to Chris as the scent of his supple pink doe lips was too much for her to bear. She wanted a doe to mate with, and if she couldn't find one, she'd make one.

“No....No Andrea baby...please!" Chris shouted in a resistant manner, turning his head to see Andreas face slowly approaching his ass. Chris didn't have time to react before Andrea rubbed her rough tongue up Chris's new throbbing doe pussy, the sensation of which sent waves of paralysing pleasure thorough his unprepared human body. Chris closed his eyes and stopped crawling, the lust building up clouded his mind once again, making it neon impossible to resist. Andrea wanted to change him slowly, to make him unable to escape before she mounted him again.

Chris leaned back against Andrea’s nose and mouth as he felt the throbbing heat of change return to his body, raising his ass in the air as he felt his spine crack loudly, almost as soon as he began to want the changes. Chris grunted as the vibrations from his shifting spine shuddered through his body, a prodding sensation at his buttocks following the cracking bones and popping cartilage. Andrea lapped and nuzzled Chris's soft doe pussy, feeling her nose and mouth tingling with sensation she knew that her face was changing. More of Chris's supple doe fluids leaked out as his spine shifted again, a small fleshy nub forming at the base of his buttocks. With each lap from Andrea and every loud moan from Chris he felt the strange nub grow longer, his flesh tugging around his Anus and pussy. His flesh warped and pulled back to thicken the nub, he felt his bones cracking as his coccyx moved up through his body and slowly gained length and vertebrae. Tingling spread from Chris's backside and growing tail, which made his pussy lips quiver with excitement. Andrea could feel her husband’s new doe pussy throbbing between her tongue, knowing that he was enjoying it, that he wanted it.

Andreas own changes seemed slower and more drawn out; as If they were waiting for something, she was both frustrated at this fact; as she wanted to become a deer just as much as Chris did at that point. Yet she was able to wait, she wanted to see Chris presenting before her first. At the thought of having a doe of her own, she felt her nostrils shifting slightly at the same time, her nasal cavity shifting in shape as well. She felt the cartilage in her nose cracking and pulling upwards, her nostrils slowly pulling to the side as they became coated in Chris's supple doe juices, while his tail grew longer over Andrea’s head.

"OHHH yes baby....make me yours.....ahhhh!" Chris groaned loudly as he felt his tail-bone extending out even further, causing what felt like a spark to shoot through his nervous system and into his brain. His skin shivered as his mind began to map out new found muscles and tendons; allowing them to come alive with feeling. Sensory neurons activated with a tingle as his tail grew, allowing him to feel every inch of his new limb. As he gained control of his tail he felt a sensation he likened to pins and needles; spreading across his skin. Then as this feeling spread over his skin; tiny odd reddish brown and white hairs began to sprout from his skin like new plants from the fertile ground. These hairs began spreading across his tail and ass, growing longer with each passing moment. The pigment of his skin began to shift too; wherever his new white hair grew his skin would remain pink. Yet wherever the darker reddish hairs grew; his skin would blotch and darken to a much darker pink colouration, which seemed very animalistic in shade. Chris moaned in submission to his buck, the feelings of his gradual transformation only served to make him more susceptible to it's mind altering effects.  Chris opened his nostrils wide and took a deep long sniff of the air, feeling the cold night entering his lungs. He detected the smell of the half buck behind him; his wife's throbbing cock giving off an irresistible scent. The horny husband groaned and felt an overwhelming urge spread across his mind, and only wanted to submit to these feeling. He smiled as he lifted his tail up and exposed his throbbing doe pussy and growing furry ass, lifting his new addition high up into the air as a signal to his buck.

Andrea snorted and pulled her nose away from Chris's ass and crotch at the sensation of his prickly hairs growing through, the scent driving her wild. As she backed off and stared at her begging husband she felt another shard of her humanity fade away slightly, the large brown eyes starting in a dull nature at the rump she could own. As she stared at her soon-to-be prize, she felt a similar sticking sensation as her top lip and nose slowly began to merge together. The skin pigment began to change slowly to a slightly darker colour, the surface feeling colder than the rest of her body. She saw Chris lifting his tail up and exposing his pussy and ass fully, her mind telling her this was a sign of mating. Her nose tingled as the surface became dented and rough; moisture spreading across the discolouring surface as the once pink skin changed to a shiny jet black. Her nostrils shifted even further to the side and she felt the changing wet nose-skin spread down over what was once her upper lip, moving her now longer and rougher tongue up to lick the wet black surface. The smells that were once weak became powerful, the scents that were strong became overpowering. Andrea was unable to break away her huge brown eyes from Chris's wonderful rear, shaking his tail as fur grew over the surface which only turned Andrea on even more. the exposed white fluffy fur and thick throbbing doe pussy; the smell of his female cervine pheromones; it was all too much for Andrea.

"Urhhhh....want!" grunted Andrea In a deep rough animalistic tone as she moved forwards over Chris, slowly positioning herself in the correct posture. Chris felt her soft furry belly and long legs against his back and sides; knowing what was to come. He felt his tail grow to its full length, the fur growing over the top and underside of his cute little deer tail, smiling happily as it covered the last of his human skin. Soft fluffy white fur continued to spread over his rear, tingling over his buttocks as his anus shifted upwards towards his tail. He groaned at this odd tugging sensation while he felt his pussy follow suit, the edges of his soft large doe lips rubbed up against the inside of his legs before they were pulled further back. Chris felt Andreas cock press gently against his asshole again, already sore from his last long breeding session. The half buck groaned as she probed his ass; using her muscles to push the bone out further against his soft pucker.

But that wasn't what she was looking for, she wanted something better than his ass.  She slowly angled her hips around and smiled as she felt what she wanted on the tip of her shaft. Her large brown eyes opened wildly as she was ready to take him, slowly pushing the tip of her dick against the outside of Chris's pussy lips. Andrea paused for a moment; the last shred of humanity and reason telling her not to take that step, if she did she'd never be able to go back. Chris moaned at these glorious sensations and felt impatient, groaning loudly at Andrea in a begged plea to have her fuck him senseless. Andrea snorted, looking down at the half human, rage and anger pumping through her veins. She wasn't human, she wasn't going to allow this human to continue existing as one, and she would have him as her doe. With that thought she thrust forwards hard, slipping half her throbbing buck prick deep within the moaning Chris, which turned to a scream of delightful ecstasy as Andrea began to mate her husband's aching doe pussy. A loud crack emanated from Chris's hips as his pelvis began to reshape almost immediately as he was taken as a doe, screaming in submission as he felt the changes washing though him.


“ARHHHHURHHH YES!!!! OHHH GOD!” Chris screamed as he felt her long thick buck prick slide gently past his new hypersensitive doe pussy lips, the squelching noise that his cunt gave off only added to the sensation. The feeling was totally alien and entirely overpowering to a male who'd never been female before, the sheer ecstasy he derived from these new lady parts was too much for his mind to process. The lips were a thousand times more sensitive than he expected, he could feel every single vein, every tiny bump, every single imperfection that made Andrea's cock the amazing prick that it was. Chris felt her shaft stretching his new lips apart and rubbing against the clit that nestled deep inside his pussy, pulsating orgasmic sensation flooded not only his loins but his entire body. His eyes rolled back in his head as he was unable to take the sheer overwhelming pleasure of these new-found female feelings.
"Yes....fuck me... make me a doe!" Chris moaned with closed eyes as he felt Andrea start to thrust forwards and mate him, his mouth unable to contain his drool as he felt nothing but sheer ecstasy flush through his feminising form. His saliva dripped onto the forest floor as he just allowed Andrea to fuck him, to violate and breed him, unable to move from the paralysing pleasure that his new pussy provided. Andrea grunted as she thrust back and forth, and feeling Chris's tail move to the side as she penetrated him, breeding away his humanity.

Chris panted as he felt his legs pull out to the side from the expanding pelvis, his feet cracking loudly before he felt the sock fabric stretch against his toes and heels. With each thrust from Andrea's furry buck hips, he felt his toenails pressing harder and harder against his socks as a consequence of his feet lengthening. He could feel a burning heat deep within the flesh as the small bones that made up his feet fused together, throbbing and stretching forwards with a grinding sensation. With his eyes closed he was able to limit his scenes and savour the sensations of his changing body and aching pussy. He almost enjoyed the shivering vibrations of his shifting bones deep within his flesh, revelling in the tugging sensation of his shifting flesh. He felt his buttocks rise up higher as the bones that resided within his legs cracked again, this time his upper leg began to shorten. He felt the grinding bone lengthening in his feet, while his femur creaked inside his upper legs and began to shrink; becoming thinner, shorter and even changed shape. The sensations of his bones moving from one shape to another was a bizarre one, it was like the bones were stretching; it was the same amount of mass just extended out over a longer distance. Chris's lower legs creaked as the bones stretched in the same way, stretching out which gave his legs more length and caused his rear end to press up hard against Andreas belly.

Andrea huffed and grunted loudly, her wet deer nostrils and nose picked up Chris's dripping sex, smelling the intoxicating smell and sending her wild with frantic lust. She could feel the bones snapping, cracking and grinding within his changing body; knowing that he'd soon be on all fours as she was. His new posture allowed Andrea to slip more of her slick deer cock inside Chris, promoting a loud submissive moan and smile of pleasure in response. Chris gasped and pushed back against Andrea, enjoying the sensation of his feet growing even longer; the fabric of his socks creaking as it began to give way to the growing flesh and bone. The fibres of cotton began to tear and shred as the soon-to-be-doe felt his feet burst through the bottom of the weak garments; the black shredded remains slipping off his changing limbs and into the undergrowth. The toes on his deformed feet had already started to shrink, his big toe and little toe pulled back and lost size and mass. Meanwhile the nails had started to shift out and grow longer into two fairly blunt points, the pigment of the nail changing slowly to become a little darker than before. More white downy fur grew over Chris's crotch which now totally covered his backside, while growing fur around his sides turned from reddish brown to white when it got to his anus and pussy; the underside of his tail was also the same shade of bright white. Chris smiled as giggled as he felt the fur tingling and growing around where his cock once was, now was just a flat piece of skin between two furry legs.

"Ahhhhh...ooouuhrhhhhh" Chris gasped and groaned in a rather feminine tone as the fur grew gradually over his crotch, the warmth and tingling spreading to his flat pubic bone as mass began to collect around that area. He felt weight slowly develop at two distinct points on his crotch, situated between his two shortening upper human legs. It felt like two lumps were swelling, mass spreading and growing behind two swelling orbs. Chris looked down and breathed heavily, seeing four large pink teats growing between his legs. The fur slowly spread around his new swollen nipples but did not grow directly on them, and the huge mound behind them which he assumed were his new udders grew larger. He felt them swell and grow in size, pushing out distinctly from his growing white furry crotch, but not quite large enough to be obvious. He saw the tips pointing out into nipples, the shape and size seemed perfect for a small doe like the one he knew he'd soon be. Chris smiled and closed his eyes, tentatively reaching down with one arm while the other supported his weight and gently teased the tip of his new doe teats. Pleasure rushed gently through his body as he touched his sensitive udders, squeezing the tip and feeling a tiny amount of cervine milk shoot from the tip, the large udders behind them stuck out promptly from his white furry crotch, along with the four sensitive teats. His mind wandered away to thoughts of having his own fawn, suckling on them and feeding from his own milk; the thought both scary to his male side, and wonderful to his slowly dominating female side.

"More...fuck me more...fill me up" moaned Chris quietly as he put his hand back down onto the dirty ground to provide support to his body; feeling his udders wobbling and swelling beneath his legs with each pounding thrust from his stag wife. He moaned and gasped with a grin as Andrea humped harder against his throbbing doe pussy, her thick heavy buck balls slapping against his tender deer udders and sent shivers of delight through his gradually changing body. Chris let out a delicate feminine gasp as his hips cracked apart again, his pelvis now wide enough to bear offspring while the muscle and fat from his buttocks moved around to the sides near his legs. His femur and upper leg gradually began to merge with his torso; his lower leg and feet now able to function as a proper deer's limb. His 'ankles' cracked again and new joints found their place, the toes that remained on the end of his feet began to thicken and grow larger. His middle toe shrank between his two remaining digits and were pulled into his 'feet' which now functioned as his new lower leg that seemed typical in shape for a ungulate. 

It felt like constantly standing on one’s tip toes, but the toes were much thicker and bigger than before and provided a fair amount of support and resistance to the ground below. Chris looked back past his furry udders and fluffy underside and saw more fur tingling and growing down the inside of his legs; spreading towards his shifting feet and growing soon-to-be hooves. The toenails on the two digits remaining on the end of each foot pushed out from his flesh like moulding putty; the colour changing to a deep black. The nail formed into two points and pulled close together, the fleshy digits merged together into one large section at the end of his leg; now functioning as a cloven hoof. Chris felt strangely comfortable on his new ungulate hooves; he could feel the foliage rubbing against his dewclaws at the back of his lower hind legs. Chris bent his new limbs back and forth, smiling as he felt the fur growing down his long dainty doe legs and converting once human skin into more wonderful deer flesh. They seemed long and quite thin; but surprisingly strong considering the thickness. He used his newly configured legs to lean back against Andrea, which allowed Chris to angle Andrea's cock deeper inside his new womb, moaning loudly in response to the sensations of being a half-deer. This new posture allowed the horny Andrea to thrust back and forth harder and deeper, it would have been a lie to say she didn’t find Chris's new highly desirable.

Her hips throbbed as she thrust back and forth, no longer feeling her growing orgasm in pussy from when she was female, no tingling lips or throbbing walls. Now she felt that orgasm deep within her, slowly growing more powerful inside her loins. It pulsated with aching pleasure and made her wild and furious for release, knowing it was her new buck prostate just waiting to release her new male seed. The new positioning of Chris’s buttocks as his flanks made it easy for Andrea to slide her cock all the way inside the young half-doe. There was nothing to obstruct or stop her sheath or cock from ramming hard against his lips, no buttocks to hide her anus or tail. She sniffed and smelled her mate, whilst groaning and grunting in a deep animalistic tone as she felt her sheath rubbing up against Chris’s pussy lips with each thrust; know she’d managed to get her prick all the way in. With a powerful hump she moaned and felt her neck cracking loudly; the vertebrae began to expand and grow forwards. She moaned loudly as she continued to thrust back and forth, unable to stop loving the sensation of her neck growing longer and stronger. Her large cervine ears folded back as she groaned deeply in pleasure; her human voice breaking as her larynx altered shape and function. She felt her vocal cords stretching and changing; knowing soon she tried to say something, one last thing to Chris before she feared she'd take the plunge and become a mindless beast.

Uuarhhhh...ccchhrrisss....Chris....thiiis waaaay the best...holiday evveeeaaaaaarhhhhhhhh!!" Andrea said in a moaning half speak, as she tried in vain to speak normally but her changing vibrating larynx would not allow it. She wanted to speak her last sentence to her husband in fear that she would be unable later, her last word trailing off into a long loud animalistic mating call as her neck expanded beyond human recognition. Andrea opened her eyes wide as her last word turned into a strange bleat; a loud buck mating bellow echoing through the forest as she lost the ability to speak in her native human tongue; now reverting to grunts, bellows and bleats that was common of a white tail deer that she would soon become.

"I know baby ….I’ll be….urhhhh...with you soon" Chris replied in a half moaning voice as he was still unable to help his audial outbursts of pleasure. He smiled and reached a hand up to stroke Andreas long neck; feeling the muscle and bone stretching under his fingertips. She let out another loud call which sounded nothing like a human; now only able to make loud cervine noises from her partially human lips. Her neck cracked as her vertebrae expanded out further, promoting her to grunt and make a short but loud deer-like bellow. Andrea was almost pleased to be bleating and bellowing as a buck, it made her feel strong and proud that her ability to proclaim to the forest that she had a doe that was hers to mate with. Fur tingled and grew gradually up her long thick muscular neck, the hairs converting all the skin to a darker pigmentation before the dark pink skin was covered with her fur.

Andrea moved her neck up and around; grunting deeply in arousal and dominance as she smelled Chris's changed doe scent. She detected that even his skin had now begun to exude a different type of smell; one that told Andrea he was in heat and that needed to be filled and bred. She moved her neck down and sniffed near Chris's ear, her husband moaning as he felt the hot breath, wet nose and rough surface rubbing his ear. She increased her pace and began to screw him faster, pulling herself closer to his body in order to angle more of her shaft into his womb. Each animalistic thrust made more fur grow down Chris’s totally changed legs and shifting body. He gasped and moved his head upwards to press against the back up against his stag wife’s long furry neck; unable to help himself from moaning as Andrea licked his ear lovingly. He groaned at the sensitivity and sensations of his half doe, half human body; the sensations of change and statis were too much for his brain to process. He smiled and giggled a little when he felt her wet nose tracing across his face, a strange heat spreading from wherever she made contact with him. He felt her breathing and licking with her rough tongue, and couldn’t help but feel jealous of his buck wife. He felt like he wanted more, needed to undergo more changes; to possess a long graceful neck like hers. He wanted a nice wet nose, a rough tongue, huge deer ears and four fantastic cloven hooves. He wanted to be complete and urged the changes to hurry, but they seemed intent on making him wait.

Chris gaped his mouth open wide and panted at the sound of his ears slowly creaking and changing, which seemed to be caused by Andrea licking them with her rough deer tongue and wet nose. He gasped as they began to stretch out and a painfully slow pace, the creaking sending vibrations through his skull as the cartilage changed shape. The horny half-doe moaned in a submissive voice as he felt Andrea’s hot breath on his ears as they changed, the feeling of which seemed so natural to him now. It was like being underneath her, being fucked and mated and made to carry her fawns was what he was always meant to do. Chris's ears gradually grew outwards to the sides, feeling his chest crack loudly as he knew soon he'd be on four hooves like his mate, groaning and gasping in glorious simplistic pleasure at the sensations of his ears growing and changing shape. He felt the tips forming into points while the earlobes became larger, the entire each began to get larger and rounder like a deer’s ears should be shaped.

Chris let out a deep grunt Andrea nibbling his changing ears caused even more changes to occur, the transformation appearing to accelerate with the additional ‘help’ from her horny buck. He grinned as Andrea licked the large rounding surface, his eyes closed in pleasure with his mouth agape as he felt new muscles twinge and come alive in his head, drooling slightly from the concentration. He felt sparking sensations burst through his head and ears, the new muscles twitching involuntarily at first, but then he began to feel a sense of control. Chris started to activate these new muscles, which allowed him to move his two large deer ears independently of each other; obviously starting to learn how his new muscles functioned. Even as he moved them Andrea continued to sniff and lick them, nosing his still changing furless deer ears.

"Mmmmph mmmmore...Change me mooore!" Chris groaned loudly in ecstasy, obviously 
the sensations of his changing body were a little too much to focus on and all he wanted was for more fantastic sensational transformation. All the while through his moaning and grunting, his thick leaking doe pussy was being pounded aggressively by the dominant Andrea’s long buck erection, the sounds of their sex echoing in the woods. They were caught in a beautiful shape in the light of the cold LED lantern that still glowed beneath them, their silhouettes dancing around the forest. The cartilage in Chris’s ear creaked as his earlobes curled round into a concave shape, the change within his ears slowing to a halt as Chris was left with a pair of large furless deer ears sticking from the side of his head. At this point they looked rather ridiculous, at least without any fur to cover them they looked out of place on Chris’s mostly human head. As this thought passed through Chris’s mind, he felt an all too familiar tingling sensation spread from under his human hair. Fur began to grow from his skin and even his old human hair follicles began to shift to that of a deer. The once dark hair colour shimmered in the light of the lantern from a dark shade of brown to deep reddish brown. The colour of his hair and skin seemed to be bleeding in from where Andrea was licking, the colour matching that of his distinctive light doe pelt. The pleasant sensation of growing fur spread across his large deer ears, thin reddish fur covering the outsides and back of his large round earlobes, while thicker softer white fur grew inside the concave ears and fur grew down his neck from his head of changing hair. Chris smiled and reached a hand up, touching the furry surface of his cervine ears; gasping with surprise at the rather pleasurable feeling of touching them, he found the shape interesting to touch and explore. He giggled then broke out into a moan as he enjoyed the feeling of being able to feel his fingertips tickling inside his fluffy furry ears. He almost got sexual buzz out of touching these new additions, he found it strange at the arousal he got from merely stroking his new doe ears. He giggled as a familiar but not unwelcome tongue licked across his fingertips and ears; Andrea seemed curious and her explorative nose nuzzled and tasted Chris's human hands and doe ears.

Chris moved his right hand back down and felt a strange throbbing sensation in the skin which seemed to permeate deep into the bones; which was accompanied by the sensation of his skin stretching towards his wrist. Chris gasped and huffed as he felt his hands push forwards, watching his thumb slowly get pulled into his changing hand. Chris’s eyes widened with delight as he understood what had happened, smiling happily before breaking into a groan.

"Yes....urhhhh yes!" Chris gasped happily as he watched and felt his hand extend out further and further, his other hand slowly pushing out at roughly the same time. He watched as his right hand changed a little faster than his left, he assumed from the loving licks given by his stag above since they had accelerated the growth of his ears. He grunted as the tips of his fingers cracked and shifted together, his thumb no longer visible and had now disappeared into his thickening hand, which looked more like a limb now. The change seemed to be occurring at quite a fast rate, he didn’t know if this was due to Andrea’s influence, or if he was simply enjoying it too much. His two outer fingers snapped loudly as the bones shortened and cracked, then pulling back and moving down his arm. The sensation was strange to Chris, it felt like somebody was tugging on the skin and forcefully pulling your fingers back towards your palm painlessly. His first and little fingers pulled back further and the digits shortened, the nails slowly growing into small points. Meanwhile his two middle fingers fused together at the base, the edges gradually thickening and becoming one long mass with his rounded hand, which now resembled a lower foreleg. Chris observed these changes with glee and wanted to see every single moment, but was occasionally forced to moan and close his eyes from the pleasure he derived deep within his pussy lips. He groaned as he felt his cunt clenching around Andrea’s thick buck cock, a climax building slowly within his female loins which seemed to be getting stronger the more he changed. His left hand was at the stage of lengthening the hand and was far behind his changed right hand, perhaps because of Andrea’s changing influence. His two fingernails thickened along with his huge fingers and began to grow forwards; the tips forming points and the nail darkened to a jet black as they extended past the flesh and became more light large hunks of nail. Chris smiled as he watched his right hand Change from human to deer; a small dainty cloven hoof tipped his right arm. Before he could place it down he felt a shuddering vibration from his arm and shoulder as his upper arm pulled up rather violently. 

"Ahhhhhh!!" Chris gasped as his upper right arm pulled into his body, the bones reconfiguring painlessly, but the movement of his rapidly shifting anatomy have him a shock he didn’t expect; causing him to verbally express it. His upper arm was forced down in its new position near his ribcage and he rested his new doe hoof on the forest floor. Chris used this long extended limb to lift his other transforming hand up. He bent his hand towards his rear legs as he felt it extending forwards and stretching towards his hind legs, the fingers now merging together into what would soon be a cloven hoof.

Andrea increase her pace, thrusting her cock in and out of Chris’s slippery doe cunt, his throbbing pussy lips quivering in delightful ecstasy at not only his new female doe parts, but his changing four legged ungulate form. Chris moaned as he felt his first female orgasm growing even stronger within his vaginal walls; Andrea’s male gland was throbbing and was almost reaching climax, her cock already spurting pre-cum inside Chris's ready and fertile doe womb. Andrea arched her long neck down and rested her face next to Chris's, snorting air from her wet nose as her hair began to fall out from her head. Two distinct throbbing sensations began to become present in her head, and soon this feeling dominated her senses, emanating from deep within her shifting skull. Two large nubs began to grow through her long human hair, and each strand that fell out was replaced with her growing fur. Clumps of her long hair human fell to the ground to reveal her deer fur that lay underneath, large clumps of her humanity falling away to allow for her new animal side to blossom forth. Andrea continued her grunting and let out a loud cervine moan, proclaiming she was becoming less human with each passing moment. She felt the prodding aching sensation become more apparent, two objects began growing out from her skull in a rather forceful manner, like something that desperately needed to be free. The last strands of Andrea’s hair fell away; her once long beautiful human hair was replaced with a thin coat of fur that was the same shade and length as the rest of her changed cervine body. The changes didn’t stop there, the faster she bred Chris the more fur grew, the more bones cracked and changed. She was reaching the end of her change, she knew she’d soon be a buck and she wanted nothing more than that. As her thrusts increased she felt even more growing fur tingling across her cheeks; teasing her with thoughts of giving away her face and humanity to be replaced with a huge dull deer’s muzzle. With Andrea’s hair out to the way two large stumps could clearly be seen sprouting from her head, the duel bumps at the top of her skull between her large cervine ears seemed to be growing slightly longer and larger. She felt these strange objects grow longer and larger, the weight of them began to increase and slowly she realised what they were.

Andrea moaned as she understood that these growing bumps were to be her antlers, the hallmark for all male deer; it was what made her a stag. Her antlers started to branch off from the main 'column' of hard fused hair, slowly growing up in symmetrical directions and creating a series of lattice branches. Andrea closed her eyes and opened her mouth, vibrations emanated from her long supple neck as she let out a very loud dominant mating bleat. Chris pricked his ears up and heard the call, opening his mouth as well and trying to bleat and bellow, but only managed to let out a loud wanting moan as Andrea thrust hard into his pussy. Chris felt strangely protected by this call; a warning to all other stags that Andrea had gotten her antlers; the sign of her buck-hood and she was not to be trifled with. Chris bowed his head in submission to her call and leaned back against her shaft; happy to submit and be bred for her mate, happy to carry her fawns.

Andrea felt so strong and powerful; hormones and testosterone flooded her blood; pride filling up her mind as she felt her antlers creaking as they grew even larger. The sheer size of her branched antlers was rather terrifying, the larger they became the more powerful Andrea seemed to appear. The more they grew, the more she felt big, large and powerful; the weight actually giving her long muscular neck a purpose now. The creaking stopped and she felt the aching subside; knowing  that now she was just one step away from ascending into a buck; becoming a male animal of the wild, a symbol of beauty, strength and dominance.

Chris groaned and bowed his head down, feeling his buck calling out in ownership and was happy to be taken and mated by his stag. Thoughts of wanting to carry her fawns flushed through Chris’s changing psyche, thoughts of feeding them with his large milk swollen doe udders scared him less; and exited him more. Chris groaned at the arousing thought of having his udders suckled as the bones in his left foreleg popped loudly, placing the now fully completed hoof onto the forest floor. He smiled and moaned as his other shoulder cracked and popped into place, and fur began growing up his changed chest covering his legs in a thick pelt of his new fur. Chris felt his chest and ribcage crack and pull upwards slightly, then feeling the bones in his arms becoming longer, thinner but also a lot stronger. His ribs pulled down closer to the floor and the width of his shoulders decreased, his shoulder blades locking beside the b ones that once functioned as his shoulders, which prevented him from moving his forelegs to the side. Chris felt his new limbs settle as the bones creaked to crack and shift, they were finished; he was now a full quadruped, an ungulate forevermore. In terms of size and weight he was quite small compared to Andrea; she had gained a lot of weight in muscle and bone mass. However Chris had actually lost some weight, his body was not only smaller and thinner; but far daintier and more delicate. His legs were long and thin; and his chest was small in comparison to his hips. He knew in his heart that wasn't male anymore; he accepted this and gave his manhood willingly to be able to carry Andrea’s fawns, to be her doe.

"Uurhhhh yes....so close....make me your doe!" Chris moaned deeply in animalistic want and pleasure, groaning at the sensation of fur growing over the tips of his forelegs and then spreading up his neck. His body was now totally cervine, he was for all respects from the head down; a fertile young doe. Only his head and neck were relatively unchanged, his ears were totally transformed to that of a deer and the growing fur didn’t seem to stop growing around his cheeks.

Andrea continued to thrust faster and faster, panting and huffing as dominance controlled her; defined her; made her this beautiful majestic beast. She smiled as she felt the final stage of her transformation begin, gasping in relief as her face cracked a little; a loud pop emanated from her nose as she felt her face begin shift forwards. Andrea smiled and groaned as the sensation of her skull reshaping was neither painful, nor unwanted. The feeling was actually amazing, it was like an invisible pair of hands had pinched her nose and face at certain points; and were slowly pulling them out. Her flesh felt like putty being moulded by an unknown force, it felt like giving herself up to his force to become something greater. She gasped as she heard the bones that made up her braincase creaking and changing, her brain moving back and shrinking in size. She closed her eyes and hoped she didn't become an animal all together; she hoped shed remain 'Andrea' and not completely become and mindless beast.

She couldn't deny the powerfully pleasurable sensations of her shifting face, the sheer ecstasy of becoming a beast. She revelled in the vibrations of her changing face, feeling the edge of her jaw thickening and stretching to become wider, her ears twitching as the bones creaked and popped inside her head. She groaned as her skull creaked loudly at the changes that ravaged her once human face, the humanoid shape deforming and pushing outwards. Andrea opened her eyes to watch her world change around her, the trees shifting around her body as her perspective on the environment transform as she did. She realised then that her eye-sockets began to shift apart to the sides of her head, the large brown orbs moving to look in front of her, to staring in a dull fashion from the sides of her head. She felt her forehead creak loudly within her head and slope back towards her antlers, a similar creaking noise emanated from her nose as her nasal cavity pushed forwards. He could feel the soft cartilage moving within her ears, skull and nose, her jaw popping occasionally as the joint changed shape with her moving bones. Andrea kept humping and fucking through her muzzle shift, she then leaned her neck down to lick the back of Chris's smooth neck and furry head. She didn’t quite know why did performed this odd act, it felt like instinct to do so; as if it was polite to do so.

Chris groaned and felt his neck crack loudly with the extending vertebrae, smiling happily in the knowledge that soon he'd be all deer, wanting nothing more than to be Andrea’s loyal doe and breeding mate. His neck popped and shifted forward with a grinding creaking noise, his vocal cords stretching a little but his larynx remained mostly unchanged for the moment. His vertebrae extending out further and further gave way to moans from the half-doe, new muscles rippling down his elongating neck. Chis could feel the muscle and flesh pushing his head further forwards and away from his doe body, unable to help himself moan at the sensation of his once small human neck; changing into a long beautiful slender deer neck. He felt so happy, content and so very proud of becoming a beautiful gentle doe, becoming Andrea’s doe. He moved his head up and bent his neck back, looking up at Andrea’s shifting face and changing features. Andrea looked down past her half transformed face and leaned in, pressing her nose against Chris’s and with that connection they shared a deep loving passionate kiss. Chris closed his eyes and lovingly kissed his stag wife, feeling her wet nose against his soft human one; feeling envious as he longed to possess a soft supple black sniffer and wide nostrils of his own.

Almost immediately after his face parted from hers he felt his human nose tingling and aching with head, curling his lips into a smile before a loud crack sounded from his face. Almost seconds after he’d kissed Andrea, he felt his face pushing forwards rather violently, which made Chris gasp and groan with pleasure.

“AHHHHHH YEEESS!” Chris said in a happy moaning tone of excitement, so anxious at the feeling of having his face shifting forwards so fast. His transformation was eager to change Chris almost like it had a mind of its own. He opened his mouth at the sensation of his nose tingling and changing, the surface changing texture and appearance. Chris moaned and begged for more, happy that he was going to have a wet black nose of his own to smell his mate with. What was once smooth human skin began to crack and shift and the texture turning to crinkled, almost scaly wet skin. The skin pigment of Chris’s nose began to shift, the pink becoming darker and deeper until it no longer resembled human skin. The once pink human skin had shifted to a jet black, the surface was irregular and moist. Chris groaned again at the feeling of his nasal cavity shifting apart, the noise of his moans echoing through his changing nostrils and making the tone of his moans waiver a little. A loud pop interrupted his moans, the sound of his skull starting to change and a different shape all-together. The changing Chris looked down at his lengthening muzzle, seeing and feeling his nostrils moving apart and pushing out to settle above the edges of his mouth.

 His dark black nose throbbed and pulsated as more moisture began to develop on the surface, his upper lip puffing and merging with his wet black nose, which caused the jet black colour to spread down from his nose to his upper lip. His nose and upper lip were now part of the same area; his upper lip had merged into one uniformed black nose which looked very much like the tip of a deer’s muzzle. Strange smells entered his nostrils as his old pathetically inadequate human smell receptors were replaced with powerful new cervine cell, allowing him to take in not only Andrea’s scent but his own as well. He gasped and folded his large doe ears back in submission, while his throbbing cervine pussy tingled in pleasure as a wave of orgasmic pleasure washed through his delicate feminine form. He felt close to orgasm; his vaginal walls throbbed and ached with an overwhelming need, his slick cervine pussy lubricants leaked out on his white fur and onto the undergrowth below. 

Andrea continued to thrust back and forth with a surprising pace and force, as she felt feeling more and more comfortable in her new buck body with each movement of her shaft inside her doe's slick pink cunt. She panted and puffed and her hot breath evaporated in the cold night air, her antlers weighed on her long neck and head which didn’t distract her from humping faster and faster. She couldn't stop herself from breeding as her face continued to slowly push out even further, almost reaching full length. Her facial shift had been painfully slow up until this point, as if her body was waiting for something. She moaned and smiled as best she could with her black lips and nose at the sensation of her growing fur spreading up her face, tingling sensations plaguing the once human skin and removed all trace of humanity she had left.

Chris smiled and panted, feeling his face start to crack and shift forwards, moaning loudly as he also felt his first female orgasm approaching. Slowly he felt his face crack and shift forwards, his skull moved apart and changed shape. Chris closed his large blue human eyes and panted, feeling his nose slowly extend forwards as the muzzle shift took full precedence over his transformation.

"YESS urhhhh yeeaaa yHhaaaa ahhhhrhhh hhhhrhhaaaawwnnnn!!" Chris panted and gasped, moaning and audibly expulsing the love he had of the sensations his body was put under, thanks for his wonderful transformation. As Chris's nose and face shifted forwards he felt his vocal cords twinge slightly, breaking his human voice out into that of a deer's bellow. He opened his eyes in shock at this new terrifyingly animal noise he had just produced;  he felt both surprised and glad he was able to express his love for Andrea like a true deer. As he opened his eyes he forest came alive with light and shapes, seeing so much more clearly in the dark now. It was this powerful vision and ability to see much further and clearer than before, that told him his eyes were as brown and dull as Andrea’s, his orbs were as devoid of humanity as any other animal. His large brown cervine eyes stared out into the night, then looking down to see his long cervine muzzle pushing out in front of him. He smiled as he saw the tip of his wet black nose and long extending muzzle; his mouth felt like it was a hundred miles in front of his face. However he didn't get to see his nose for long as a loud crack made him call out again, this time deeper and in a much more animal voice, his human speech now seemingly gone. 

He felt his long neck grow and vibrate as he let out his long doe mating bleat, whilst he the sensations of his skull slowly start to shift apart, which took his attention away from his voice. He felt a pressure between his nasal cavity as it began to push his skull to the sides, the forest moving around him as his eyes moved to the sides of his changing head. He peered out through his huge brown orbs; there was no white in his eyes and large rectangular pupils told anyone who saw him that he was just a beat. Chris felt his head transforming and creaking, it felt like his skull was becoming wider, pushing his eyes apart as his forehead and nose took dominance of his features. Chris felt the fur totally overtake his neck and gradually spread around his cheeks. His jawbone cracked loudly as his teeth began to grow and spread apart, his premolars and molars grew in size and pulled back inside his mouth. His gums ached with his changing chewing tools, his canines shrunk and decreased in size while his incisors grew larger and covered the front of his gums behind his normal human mouth. Chris felt a wave of pins and needles spread over his lips, the flesh started to throb with heat, and the muscles began to twitch and tingle and grow.

Andrea let out another loud mating call, snorting through her nostrils as her face cracked loudly; finally locking itself into place at its final length. The fur spread down her face and covered her now long strong buck’s muzzle. Her long thick legs shuddered as she thrust hard against Chris hilted him against her sheath, as her cock throbbed with a powerful sensation inside his slick doe vaginal walls. She grunted and let out a long loud bleating animalistic moan as she felt her prostate throb with pleasure, her first male orgasm wracking her body and pounding her expectations. The orgasmic sensation pounded her loins, devastated her mind and spurt huge torrents of her thick hot deer seed deep into Chris's ovulating womb. The sensation of her prostate experiencing orgasm smashed through her mental barriers like a lorry through a brick wall, and left her speechless; not that she could say anything but grunts, groans and bleats of a horny buck.

Chris opened his eyes up wide, feel his own face shifting forwards faster as Andrea’s thick buck cock pulsated with energy and pleasure deep within his longing pussy. Hot buck seed spurted inside the new fertile womb, and slowly the warmth and pleasure filled him up both in body and soul. Chris panted and felt an organic surge strike him hard, his delicate doe pussy ached and squeezed hard against his bucks dick, desperate to milk her of every last drop. Chris’s long dainty doe legs shuddered in pleasure as he came as a 'she' for the first time, and with that orgasm his face pushing out fully with a sharp motion and a loud creak. This sudden shift made Chris explode inside his loins as his face became that of a doe; and removed all trace of humanity he had left. Images of his fawns suckling at his udders fleshed through his mind as he closed his large cervine eyes. His face pushing out even further, he wondered if it would ever stop. He groaned and bleated and revelled in the sensation of his skull reshaping, feeling like stone grinding together, a vibration shuddered through his head and neck as his skull took an animalistic shape. Images of being mounted and bred again and again by Andrea flashed through the new deer’s mind, happy to be her doe and produce yet more offspring for her, to have her udders milked, her pussy fucked, her body used. 

Chris's head creaked as the cartilage in his nose stretched out further, his face slowly becoming more and more cervine with each passing moment. Fur spread with a tingling sensation across his skin like some strange corruption, converting the last shreds of his human self away to become nothing but a doe. Andreas cock throbbed inside him, more cum spilling inside as he felt another organic wave wash over his body, no sooner than seconds after the first one hit. He moaned and called out again; so happy he was becoming more and more deer like, his eyes peering to the sides of his head like a true ungulate. His body shook with the multiple orgasms brought on by his transformation and humping buck, unable to concentrate on anything but the feeling and the forest. He peered into the forest, closing his eyes from the pleasure and saw himself standing on all fours. Andrea stood beside him as his buck behind him, and two young fawns at his legs. He felt his face push out even more, a pressure building in his nose as the cartilage settled in place. Chris felt his tongue grow inside his long mouth, the surface now felt rough as it scraped up against the roof of his mouth. He pushed his tongue out and licked his wet nose; shivering at the sensation of his flat rough taster against his cold wet sniffer, seemingly making the smells around him much stronger. His soft deer lips pulsated with head as new muscles twitched, his lips stretching out and moving around, becoming more flexible and prehensile, better for eating leaves and bark.

Chris panted, snorting air through his nostrils and creating clouds of steam, his body at a heightened sense of pleasure. One final powerful orgasm wracked his small delicate doe body as he felt his nose crack, his lips twitched as they too were covered in fur or the skin was the same wet black colour as his nose. Chris’s face shifted out even further to complete his face, his beautiful doe muzzle was so close to being complete. He bleated while the last patch of human skin was overtaken by white and reddish fur around his nose. Chris clenched and kept his eyes closed, imagining the fawns by his side, imagining Andrea as his buck and with that thought he let out a loud call of pleasure as his pussy throbbed and shook, Andrea joining in with the call as the last of her thick cum emptied into the now totally cervine Chris.

Chris saw through his closed eyes the forest and himself, standing and staring in the undergrowth. His fauns licked and suckled his teats while Andrea stood over him. Something twigged in Chris's mind, acceptance of his new role and life, seeing his face in his mind's eye. Time seemed to slow down for Chris; the overpowering pleasure of his orgasms knocked his brain out of synchronisation for a few seconds to imagine himself as a doe. He saw his once human face replaced with that of a young fertile deer, a female deer. His large brown eyes stared out; devoid of humanity, and full of instinct. Chris felt his pussy throbbing as his womb felt full with Andrea’s seed, the certainty he would now become a mother. And with that thought of being a mother, he no longer knew himself as a 'he'. She was a doe now, she was a beautiful graceful female deer, and she was happy to be the mother of her buck’s offspring, her mate……her doe.

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Chapter 4 : Knowledge Of Beasts


 Chris flicked her newfound furry ears and grunted from the still throbbing buck cock that remained buried deep within her new spoiled moist folds, her mind still reeling from the gender change, both physically and mentally. Chris felt herself shiver and her long slender legs wobble at the sensation of Andrea shifting above her, moving her hips and body around which moved her shaft against her doe pussy walls. She was delighted by the sheer sensitivity of her new female genitalia; even the slightest movement or touch seemed to send the all too familiar sexual shivers through her furry body.

Andrea let out a loud grunt and snorted through her nostrils; leaning her neck down gave Chris a lick upon the back of her newly changed neck, prompting a light bleat of happiness from the young doe. She felt her thick slick and slimy stag dick throbbing within her mate, the last spurts of her buck cum emptied into her doe’s warm insides, which sent a wave of overwhelming accomplishment through her; now feeling quite proud of her simple but satisfying achievement. Andrea raised her neck high in the air which pulled her antlers back near to her back, and then proceeded to let out a loud long bellow of dominance. She wanted all to know she’d mated; she wanted the forest to know she’d spilled her seed inside her doe and was going to be a father to her own young. She felt a surge or hormones and adrenaline flood over her body in masculine pride, feeling dominance and power flush through her in the afterglow of their furious sex session. In a short amount of time; the hormones slowly seeped away and she was left with a warm feeling that emanated deep within her insides, her throbbing prostate tingling ever-so wonderfully within her new stag loins. Andrea felt powerful, muscular, male and dominant; and she felt happy to stay with her doe and be mated to her. To mate and breed in order to produce offspring, to keep her her safe from harm and any other males who might want to harm her or take her. She wanted to make sure she’d get more than one fawn from Chris’s fertile doe womb, the urge to have more than one fawn seemed to be imprinted within her newly shifting male psyche. She wanted to rear and to teach, wanting to watch over and guard as a father. Andrea had found ‘HIS’ new identity, his new purpose in mating, guarding and feeding his doe and his soon to be birthed young.

The once fully human minds which now were partially animal; switched over, their mental gender classification changed as they shifted perspective from the once human identity to a totally new cervine one. Their minds seemingly swapping their gender identity around; to become the the opposites of what they identified as when they were human. Female hormones flushed through Chris, the oestrogen that flowed through her body made her feel fertile and submissive; as well as loving and caring, she almost felt maternal and needful of yet more seed to be implanted within her. Yet in contrast to Chris; powerful male testosterone coursed through Andrea’s veins, giving strength to his muscles and body, grace and speed, strength and dominance to protect and mate. These were the virile instincts they felt within them, the call of their genetics and nature singing within their subconscious, giving them guidance to their mind and body. 

Andrea stared out from his eyes for the first time as an adjusted male, seeing the dark forest with his large brown eyes in a slightly different way than before. Chris opened her eyes and huffed air through her nostrils, shocked at the sheer detail her new animal eyes managed to pick up, the leaves brushing against the branches in the trees, the glowing moon leaking from the canopies. The light from the faded lantern seemed almost too bright in the dark, the glare from the artificial light seemed like starting into the sun in a bright sunny day. Chris found she could see fine in the dark, yet she felt there was something missing from her vision; but she couldn’t pin down what it was. The colours seemed to be rather faded from her vision, she mostly saw in shades of black, white and grey which seemed to make the forest appear clearer in the dark. Her eyes seemed highly tuned to pick up movement and not so much the details of things, rather it felt like she could always be aware of her surroundings. Chris was pulled away from the exploration of his visual sense to be a slave to his sense of touch; bleating and grunted as she felt Andrea shift his weight off her body, her thin dainty deer legs wobbling as her strong male buck dismounted, and stood just behind her with his hot breath panting against her sides.

Chris felt a little bewildered in her new body, her new long legs still felt weak from the sexual and physical ordeal of mating, changing gender and shifting species all together. Chris paused for a moment and tried to think, and tried to remember being back at the campsite, and then driving to the forest as human. She remembered going from her workplace to her home, to meet up with Andrea and pack up their things. Chris let out a small sigh of relief and was glad she remembered everything before, being male, being human and having to cope with the stresses of work and even possessing a mortgage. It was almost a blessing now, though she knew a new life like this wouldn't be easy and she'd have to learn to forage for her own food, she was almost sad she’d lost all that was once dear to her. Naturally she would feel a bit of cognitive dissonance from her ordeal, she’d been gifted such wonderful sensations and a beautiful form at the sacrifice of much more. Thankfully she felt her human mind remain intact, she could think and solve problems, imagine what to do next and how walk with her new legs. She huffed a little in relief and grunted deeply in a low cervine voice; and turned her head towards Andrea, and saw that his long buck muzzle was turned to be looking at her. He stared at her with his large brown animalistic eyes; the same eyes he'd seen on his wife not ten minutes ago, which now belonged to her mate, no longer a ‘She’ but a ‘He’.

Chris bleated happily as she felt Andrea’s large nose rub up against her long furry neck, gently nosing behind her large ears and playing with her newly transformed animal body. Andrea slowly padded next to Chris using her hooves; which made him feel happy in his new form, and was satisfied with simple movement such as walking. It seemed to come very naturally to Andrea; as if he'd done it all before, like a vague memory or a distant past he’d forgotten. Chris closed her eyes and grunted happily as she felt Andrea rub his neck against her own in a display of affection; the feeling seemed to make Chris feel safe, secure and happy. He felt proud and to be Andrea's doe, and to stand by him as an animal. Chris took a few tentative steps forwards through the undergrowth, opening her eyes and looking down but only seeing to the side of her head, she could not see her hooves or directly in front of her. She moved he eyes around and found she could 'cross' them without much trouble or discomfort and doing so allowed her to look straight down her nose. It was a little disorientating and first and slightly trippy to see your own long deer face and black nose at the tip. There was a huge blind spot between her eyes, and her sense of distance was impaired but at least she could see the world as she did before. Chris licked her nose and saw the pink edge of her rough tongue pop up from the end of her muzzle; smiling as she felt the surface against her black sniffer and realised that her tongue was considerably longer than before.

Chris wobbled a little on her legs and decided to get familiar with her limb configuration, looking down towards her dainty black hooves. She smiled and slowly bent her foreleg upwards towards the sky, feeling what used to be her ‘elbow’ moving slight amounts next to her ribcage, while her leg seemed to be bending back at what was once her ‘wrist’. If felt like she had a long stick attached to her hands which were acting as a foot, yet she couldn't feel anything through her hoof but the vibrations of the surface below. She could feel the undergrowth brushing up against her legs and in between her nail, but the having hooves felt like constantly wearing heavy shoes. She moved the joints between her lower leg and hooves and found it was a similar feeling to moving her fingers, only this time they were a lot larger and fused into a large bone which seemed more confortable to stand upon. Her hind legs felt a bit more comfortable than her forelegs for certain; shed have to become used to her new stance. However as strange as her new legs felt, she was glad to have them as they’d be more adept at speed than her old ones. Chris was a little sad at losing her hands and the ability to manipulate objects, but at the same time she was almost happy that this had happened. She didn't know why or how, it was only now she’d began to question herself after she'd been able to think clearly. Her transformation and changes had taken their toll on her mind, and her new genitals and gender seemed to be having a clear effect on her mentality as well.

Her eyes peered out into the night as she examined her surroundings and found that her sideways eyes seemed to provide a great deal of vision and exposure to all around her. Apart from the blind spot in front of her and behind her rear; she was able to see all around her at all times. Her ears pricked and moved up; swivelling around to her will and whims as she heard Andrea step on a branch nearby as she moved her own legs around and became familiar with them; walking around the foliage and sniffing some branches. She found a lot of her senses and reactions took over when she was thinking to herself; automatically watching for danger for example, even constantly moving her ears to check the direction of sounds. She was certain she’d need these keen senses and instincts for survival in the wilderness; she would be living a rather different life than before, a much more dangerous one.

Slowly Chris padded forwards and grunted shortly, before turning her neck around and looking at Andrea, admiring his marvellous and rather large regal looking antlers. He was at least twice the size of Chris and the new young doe felt both protected and aroused by Andrea’s large muscular male frame. Chris looked back behind her and caught a glimpse of her own flanks and rear, her tail resting gently against her fluffy flanks. She could feel her vulva pulsating with satisfaction beneath her soft white fur, her udders gently rubbing against the insides of her hind legs, sending tingling sensations through her limbs and muscles. Chris felt she needed to get back to camp as she felt her stomach growling, which was a clear indication that she needed sustenance. Her memory recalled back to the site and she remembered they had a few interesting lettuce and vegetable sandwiches, which were more than suitable for their needs. Her thick lips and wet nose tingled and tightened at the thought of devouring them, it would be a drive that would dominate most of her life from now on; the need to feed. She happily flicked her tail and gently began to pad through the forest towards the campsite.

Andrea was still a little confused and horny, his mind was still not used to the influx of raw emotion and desire before he’d changed, he was almost unable sating the needs he felt deep within him. The strength of the urges to mate and eat and breed were almost too much to resist, it was like trying to stop breathing. He wondered if all males were like this, not just deer or animals but humans too; if the reason males were as horny as they seemed; was because of the powerful hormones that drove them. He snorted loudly through his nostrils and looked around, and found, like Chris; he had full three hundred and sixty degree vision apart from his front and rear. Andrea saw his doe padding through the undergrowth and slowly finding her way back to the camp, her tail flicking upwards teasingly and revealing her bright white underside. Andrea sniffed the air and pulled in the scents and smells with his large wet deer nostrils, not even realising he was making his ability to resist those temptations less viable. He felt aromas of the foliage and trees that stood all around him, and slowly managed to create a small mental picture from the smells around him. He then picked up the smell of Chris's fur, her sweat and scent, the smell of which made him snort and tense his muscles up. He took another deep sniff and smelt her doe pussy, the stench of her sex wafted from her rear as she flicked her tail, which created a line of smell for him to follow. He grunted dominantly and began to pad through the grass and undergrowth, keeping his head up high and watching out for any other bucks in the area. He was certain now he’d ‘acquired’ her musk, he would not lose her within the forest. Even if he may lose sight of her, perhaps not see her for a while, he would be able to sniff her out. 

He felt very protective over Chris now, he wanted to make sure he kept her safe and that only his seed would stain her insides. As he walked towards Chris he picked up even more of her smells, the smell of her nose and breath, her saliva and sweat and fur. Every single scent seemed to sing to Andrea like a piece of music, each with its own themes and sensations; it was like sensing a magnificent orchestra of lust through her nose. He continued to follow her scent rather than using his eyes, moaning slightly at the scent of her pussy leaking fluid, even smelling his own musky cum leaking from her worn hole. After more sniffing and smelling of the forest around him and following Chris, he too felt his own large cervine stomach rumble loudly, which caused him to recall his memory back to where he'd last seen food. Andrea bleated quietly and began to walk a little faster, almost into a bound towards Chris; he felt exited with understanding as to where she was going; eager to follow and reap the benefits. Chris turned her neck and saw her buck prancing gracefully towards her, slowing down and then matching his walking pace alongside Chris, both looking at each other and sniffing happily as they walked together. They left the area they had changed in, leaving their clothes to sit in the undergrowth, they were now only remnants of what they once were, and they would rot away slowly into nothing, just like their desire to return back to being human. The wind up LED lantern flickered before all the light faded away, the cold cruel artificial light disappearing as the battery finally lost its power, leaving the moon to shine brightly through the trees and illuminate their way with its beautiful rays of silver light.

After a pleasant walk through the forest, their noses picked up a new bundle of smells coming from ahead of them, their ears pricking up as they found their campsite they’d left not an hour before. Chris slowly moved towards the clearing and was careful not to move too fast, looking around her before she pressed her hooves onto the ground and slowly entered the huge open area; with the camp tent siting in the middle of the clearing. Chris looked at the tent with slight confusion, staring at the grey surface in the bright moonlight. She remembered the colour being a bright red, she even remembered seeing the colour “red” and how the colour looked to her. However to her new doe eyes it appeared to be a plain light grey, almost as if she’d lost all colour in her vision. She looked around and saw the grey licence plate on her BMW, yet when she'd looked at it before as a male human she remembered it being yellow. Chris thought carefully for a while and she remembered that some animals can only see certain colours, the other appear as shades of grey. Despite this loss of colour she knew it was for the best, after all she’d rather be able to see more detail and movement than certain shades of colour. Either way she was happy she could still see other colours, even in the dark of night, enjoying the blues of the moon and greens of the trees that swayed in the wind.

Andrea wandered past Chris and began approaching the tent, though still remaining careful of his surroundings as he nosed the entrance gently with his muzzle. Andrea moved his neck up and felt around the tent’s surface with his lips, able to feel the synthetic fabric as if he was using a pair of hands. He felt a metal shape in on his nose and moved his mouth towards that area, gripping the zip with his lips and teeth, and pulled down rather sharply. The entrance to their temporary home opened up and the insides could be seen as clear as day with their large cervine eyes, there seemed to be no need to provide light to the dark interior. Chris leaned in out of curiosity and moved her neck underneath Chris's body, feeling around with her nose and sniffing intently. She was searching for the food box she’d left in the compartment back when she was human, knowing there was something edible inside. 

After a few moments she picked up a familiar scent, she didn't even need to look around for food as her nose picked up the smell of bread, butter and lettuce from the box. She followed the scent and found the box, sniffing upwards until she had access to the handle. She angled her head around and used her lips and teeth to grip the plastic handle, and gave a sharp tug to the box, changing the centre of gravity and pulled the box onto its side; a loud thud sounding as it fell down onto the hard ground with considerable weight. The top popped open and a few sandwiches and snacks tumbled out from paper bags onto the cold ground, the smell erupting from them almost immediately which made both Chris and Andrea even hungrier. Chris felt rather pleased with herself and leaned in, smelling on of the sandwiches on the floor. She found her neck could reach all the way down as she began to nibble on the very sandwiches she'd made with her own hands not a day ago. Now here she was on four hooves, with a long slender neck and wet nose; eating off the floor like the animal she'd become. She used her sensitive muscular lips to feel the sandwiches and pull them into her mouth, licking the surface and picking up crumbs skilfully with the much more flexible and prehensile mouth. She bit down using her large set of incisors and began chewing much further back in her muzzle, surprised at her sense of taste which had become less sensitive by quite a large amount. She couldn't taste things quite as well as before, but she thought it was for the best; after all she'd be eating things worse than this later on in her life. Meanwhile Andrea found a sandwich from the box that suited her needs and gobbled it up promptly; feeling her hunger sated and the need to fulfil her other requirements coming rather naturally, the learning phase of her new body seemed very easy and quick. After a nice filling meal they sniffed around the campsite for more food, but were unable to find anything else. They'd found some ham and chicken sandwiches deeper in the box, however the smell of the dead flesh seemed to put them off; almost making them nauseous.

After their hearty meal they wandered around the campsite for a bit, sniffing and exploring the once mundane objects which now seemed fascinating through their eyes and altered perspective. Chris felt herself intrigued by the new smells, her wet black nose picked up so much more than before, if she closed her eyes it was almost like she could create a mental picture of her surrounding area, she almost didn’t need to use her more than adequate eyes. The smell of the bark and leaves filled her lungs, along with the damp moisture in the air, and even the dirt and undergrowth. Thankfully she always knew where Andrea was thanks to his strong and rather pungent musk, she was quite shocked how much more alive the world around her appeared due to her new senses. Chris's large ears swivelled as she heard the sound of scraping dirt behind her, turning her head she looked back towards to the tent. Andrea had slowly started to settle down in front of the portable home, his antlers were too large to even consider entering the plastic enclosure, lest it was torn to ribbons. Chris flicked her tail and turned around, still trying to get used to the way her legs worked but learning gradually with each step of her hooves. She padded over to Chris and unintentionally left small hoof prints which embedded into the dry ground in her wake, while she sniffed the air towards Chris and smelt his sweat, odour and musk. Chris bowed her head down towards Andrea's belly and gently nuzzled it with her wet nose, and then she turned around to become parallel with Andrea’s sitting stance. She looked down at her stag's legs, seeing that Andrea had already learned how to sit correctly as a quadruped. He’d bent his hind legs forwards and his forelegs backwards, whilst folding his hooves in against his body to keep himself warm. It left a nice open gap near his belly and his warm body looked inviting, and even though her pelt gave her ample protection from the cold air; she felt she wanted to steal some warmth from her stag.

Chris grunted as she attempted to lie down next to Andrea, bending his forelegs down and resting on her lower leg, it felt almost like resting on the backs of her hands that had been repurposed. She bent her hind legs backwards until she was close to the ground and gently flopped onto the floor with a light thud, it felt almost like a tactical slump onto the ground. She felt her furry beck resting against Andrea’s belly, and pushed back with her hooves to move closer against him. After she was in a prime position she folder her legs up and bent them towards her body in a similar fashion to Andrea, resting them on the ground and nuzzling her ears and head against his neck. The new doe was surprised at how comfortable she felt on her side, her legs seemed to bend and move upwards nicely. After she’d nuzzled into Andrea’s neck she moved her head down and she slowly rested her neck and head down across her legs, using them as an improvised pillow. She felt her wet nose rub across her flank, remembering how long her neck was now she'd become something other than human, besides her other noticeable changes.

She closed her eyes and let out a happy grunt as she felt Andrea's hot tongue lick her ear, feeling her gently 'kissing' her goodnight. Andrea moved her slender neck around Chris and gently rested it next to her neck, encompassing and shrouding her closely. They closed their large brown animalistic eyes and slowly fell asleep, the noises of the night surrounding them; occasionally flicking their ears or tail. The bright moon hung high above them in the canopy opening, shrouding them in cold moonlight, dancing off their bodies as they slept. Chris feeling herself giving into the fatigue of her ordeal and changes, sleeping under the moon for the first time in her new form, the first time with her buck

....the first time as a doe

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Chris fell into darkness for what felt like an age; which passed within seconds, feeling and hearing the world around him shift. She....he was in his car again, driving down a road in the evening with the sun seemingly spraying off lines of light like smoke in a rather strange fashion. He turned to Andrea and saw her stare back, smiling with the human face he remembered. He turned back and found himself parked at the campsite; the road that appeared before him moments ago was gone. He got out the car, slammed the door and turned around, finding that he was now within a forest. He looked down to see undergrowth brushing at his feet, the ground was non-existent and the grass seemed to extend down into blackness; he was standing on an invisible floor.

Chris turned around to see his car had gone; so had the campsite and that he stood now in a dense forest, trees surrounding him for miles. He looked up into the sky and saw the stars arranged in a perfect grid pattern surrounding the moon, while the moon seemed to spin around slowly on its axis, the sight seemed to make Chris disoriented in this strange land.

Andrea appeared to him, as she moved towards him from behind the trees. She was without clothes, and wore nothing but her skin, the light dancing from her totally nude and naked body. The wind brushed her long hair and Chris noticed she possessed large antlers. They stuck out from her human head and hair, then seeing her slowly walking towards Chris. He felt himself move forwards almost against his will, embracing Andrea in the forest. He leaned in and kissed his beautiful antlered wife, running his fingers through her hair and over her skin. As he parted the kiss she opened her eyes; revealing them to have changed; transformed into large brown animal’s orbs, with no white left to glimpse at her humanity. Chris saw his reflection in her eyes, seeing he too had the same animalistic eyes that glimmered like a dumb beast in the light of the spinning moon.

He tried to speak but no words came out, the non-existent floor beneath him began to feel like jelly, pulling him down through the undergrowth and into the darkness. He fell into an abyss, falling into the voiceless darkness. He tried to scream but he let out a cervine bellow instead, hitting something hard and jolting from her from the deep sleep, as she felt gravity return.

Chris felt her limbs shake manically as she woke from her dream, feel her long deer legs scrape against the ground in shock, opening her large eyes wide to see nothing but her belly and the ground. From her right eye she saw a figure moving by the car, she jolted and moved her head up and snorted in relief as she saw it was Andrea inspecting her vehicle. She slowly pushed her weight down and moved into the backs of her legs, grunting as she pulled her rear hooves up into the ground, followed by her forelegs one at a time. She was quite surprised after she’d gotten up that she was able to feel awake after such a sleep, a little unsettled by the lack of drowsiness her body seemed to exhibit. She shook her neck and head to remove the dust from her body, shaking her torso and retaining her balance on all fours. She flicked her tail from side to side eagerly and turned her head towards Andrea, whom continued to sniff her car with inspective gusto. Chris sniffed around to see if she could find anything of interest and picked up Andreas scent again, feeling rather hungry herself and continued to inspect the site to see if she could pick up any more food. 

Andrea explored the rear end of Chris’s car to see if he could find any other items to devour, however the metal shell of the vehicle seemed to be block any smells that may emanate within. Chris slowly walked over towards Andrea, as she was interested in finding more food. However it wasn’t food she detected with her keen sense of smell, the scent of her mate was far more alluring to her other hungers. She found Andreas smell to be rather...irresistible, like it made her feel needed; she wanted to be mated again. She didn't quite know why she felt this way, though nor did she care as it seemed her desires drove her to sate them. It felt like she couldn’t control herself, as if she was in heat already. Chris snorted and let out a deep loud grunt, feeling her vocal cords vibrate as she tried to signal to Andrea her needs. Yet she heard her loud cervine grunt change a little at the end; her vocal cords didn't feel any different but she heard it differently; it almost sounded like.....words.

"Auuurhhhhhh….Abhhhnnnnnn Ann Annnnndreeee ahhhh! Annddrea!!" Chris grunted and bleated as she tried to say his name in her deep doe voice, finding that her bellows and animalistic noises began to sound like words to her. Andrea’s ears pricked up and he turned round to face his doe; the noises Chris made began to sound more like words to him too, which made him open his eyes wide with fascination. Chris panted air through her wet nose, opening her mouth again and trying to talk, seeing Andrea watch with curiosity.

"Aaandreaaa.....Caaan yooou heaaar mee" Chris bleated, trying to speak as be normally would but he couldn't feel his vocal cords vibrate any differently. It was almost like she was still bleating and grunting like a deer; but her ears were hearing it differently. It was if she was still making her animal noises, but learning a new language of bleats and grunts; her brain catching up and trying to comprehend her animalistic noises as words.

"Annnnnrhhhh chriiisss!" Andrea bleated, as she too attempted to form words like his doe, opening his mouth and letting out a loud bellow, hearing it form into very basic phrases. He tried moving his lips as well, forming Chris's name as her loud bellow began to sound like a name to his ears.

"Aaandrea wee can taaalk!" Chris bleated happily, she found that her A's and E's were quite drawn out; almost like their voices were trailing out as half-bleats and half-words. She felt new signals connect in her brain as she began to learn and understand her new cervine 'language'

"Chriiis...Whaat haaapened" Andrea replied back, arching his neck and head down to look at Chris as they both heard the strange words come from their mouths, in a deep grunting animal like tone. Chris’s ears pricked up as she heard Andrea’s voice sound loudly; the tone of which defiantly sounded like an animal, yet her own voice seemed deep and strong. However when she spokes her voice had the same underlining deep grunts, however it sounded higher in pitch and a lot more feminine, as if they had gender assigned animal voices.

"I don't know....it must have been that staaag!" Chris bleated back to Andrea as she slowly started to shorten her bellows down, while beginning to get a feeling for her new strangely configured larynx in order to speak in her new language. She imagined that to a human or other animals that were not deer; their language would sound like bellows grunts and bleats. However to their ears it would be as if they were speaking their own language, albeit in a slightly different tone of voice. Andrea shook her ears and tail as he looked around and inspected her surroundings, and then turned his head back to Chris; her genetic memory catching up as she began to learn the language like his doe.

"He just attaaacked me....I couldn't help myself" replied Andrea with a bit more skill and noticeable wording, it was obvious that he was beginning to learn their natural language, however it seemed at a slower pace than his mate. Chris bowed his head for a moment and looked back up; staring into Andrea big black animal eyes in an attempt to glean the truth.

"It's ok...I forgive you, I couldn’t help myself either, it was just too goood" replied Chris with a bleat as she slowly walked towards Andrea and gently nuzzled under his chin, closing her eyes and just feeling happy they were together; she wasn’t concerned with the past at this point considering their predicament

"Thaaank you baby...What do we do now?" Andrea thanked Chris for being so understanding, he replied in grunts and bleats whilst gently leaning into Chris, he pressed and rubbed her neck with his  nose and muzzle; feeling relieved and thankful that he wouldn't lose his doe. Chris pulled his neck from Andrea’s nose, and started to look around with her eyes and swivelling her ears around in order to form a mental picture of her surroundings. Even her nose aided in her construction of a mental map, the keen cervine senses were far more potent than her human ones could ever have been.

"I don't know...I don't think we could turn back; even if we wanted to. I guess we’ll have to live like this... perhaps we can make the best of it" Chris replied in a rather remarkable and cohesive manner, she seemed to be getting used to talking as the seconds passed. Her voice wasn’t without the subtle undertones of an animal; her words were accompanied by the occasional deep grunts as she looked at her mate, though her words were still understandable. She stared into Andrea’s eyes and saw no humanity left, and instead only glimpsed the large black eyes of a buck; it was such an alien feeling to be talking to a species she’d once considered dumb, and that now she was a member of. It was also peculiar that her identification of Andrea wasn’t through his markings, the structure of his face, or even his antler shape; she knew her stag by the all too familiar scent of his musk. It seemed her sense of smell was a far more fool-proof form of identification than sight or sound, and considering this factor in survival; she was happy to possess such a potent sense. Using this new keen ability; Chris had become very familiar with his buck's smell, and she was fairly sure that he'd done the same, and had gained a familiarity with her sweet doe scent. Andrea flicked his ears and looked around, and then turned his head back towards Chris; his prey instincts still taking priority over his mentality and occasionally took his attention to identify possible threats.

"What do we do for food? I mean what do deer actually eat?" Andrea asked with curiosity, almost forgetting that he was just as much a deer as Chris was, looking into her large brown cervine eyes and awaiting a response. She flicked her tail upward as she sniffed the air around her; trying to smell out something to eat to respond to Andrea’s question. Her nostrils picked up many interesting scents, bark, leaves, trees and even the undergrowth had its own distinct smell. She sniffed one on its own and tried to find the one that was the most appetising, knowing to trust her body and brain; hoping they would show her what she could potentially eat.
 
"I think we'd best be safe with leaves and grass" replied Chris with a slightly lighter tone of bleat, as she replied to her buck’s query, as it seemed the undergrowth smelled the most delicious. Her grunts and bellows still occasionally sounded through her words, it was as if she was occasionally hearing the true nature of her language, which in reality was nothing more than animalistic noises that they could comprehend. Chris still found it odd how they spoke, because to her it felt like her larynx was merely grunting and bleating, however she didn’t hear those deer-like noises; instead she heard human speech, It was English to her mind. Though she didn’t mistake her curiosity as temperance; she didn’t intend to look a gift horse in the mouth. For now she was pleased she had the ability to speak, even better to talk with her buck; though she'd have been happy to be voiceless so long as they could stay together. 

Andrea snorted and grunted at Chris’s response, looking around at the foliage and sniffing her most probable food source. He huffed and moved his ears to a forwards position towards Chris, before he nodded to his doe. He slowly padded towards Chris and leaned his neck forwards, using his nose to gently nuzzle her on the cheek. Chris grunted happily in response and nodded herself; she almost understood Andrea’s actions and movements like words. Though she had not said anything, Chris seemed to get the impression that Andrea was trying to tell her that he was ready to follow, to go out and find some food. Chris understood these actions and guessed that Andrea probably didn’t perform the actions purposefully; rather it was his subconscious telling him how to move and what to do. She nosed him back with the tip of her muzzle, before slowly starting to pad towards the foliage and bushes; and then heard Andrea turning around and following just behind her with his nose pointed perfectly towards her rear. Chris snorted and flicked her tail, in the back of her mind she wanted to be mounted again; but she was willing to wait until her buck wanted to. 

They began to walk through the undergrowth towards the site where they had shed their former humanity; where their clothes still lay in the undergrowth and had collected a few bits of moss, and even small insects had started to chew the fabric away. Chris slowly wandered towards the site, and saw their old human clothing scattered around the area, able to see where Andrea had lost his trousers, and then had been mounted and changed by the rouge stag. She then looked over to where she’d been, and where Andrea had lost control and changed her from male to female; forcing her to submit and become a doe. He even saw the small pistol that he’d used to scare off that buck the night before, it still lay in the grass and was already slowly starting to disappear into the undergrowth. Chris knew that their fates were sealed as soon as they came into contact with whatever caused their changes, she knew know that running and fighting against the changes was pointless and only delayed the inevitable. After seeing the remnants of her old life, the clothing and objects that were tattered and scattered, she actually felt like becoming human again. She padded over towards her old trousers and pants and stood staring at them, her torn socks were pressed into the soil where her feet burst through and became hooves. It was quite sad to see these objects, once that were so important to her and now she didn’t need them; and in the back of her mind Chris felt like he missed being a human already. She was happy she'd become what she was, all she ever wanted was a simpler life with Andrea; to spend time and get away from the stresses of work. She began to think about how she didn’t need to go shopping again, how she didn’t need to pay bills, a mortgage or even go to work. The things which had made her life hell had been vanquished, and she was left with a fresh start and a beautiful forest to call him.

Chris promptly banished his thoughts with her positive thinking and began looking around for food; while Andrea walked up to his old clothes and nosed them gently. He was quite amused by how small he once was as a woman, her tiny tight human trousers seemed to be tiny in comparison. She sniffed the old human clothes and underwear and actually managed to pick up a little of her old human smell, the scent seemed to be harsh and quite bitter, it smelled very strange. As she smelled and inspected her old clothing she was reminded how her body broke away from then; remembering her glorious and amazing transformation into a stag. She snorted as she remembered how it felt to grow hooves, to move her tail for the first time and how it felt to have her pussy reshaping into a powerful long buck cock. Andrea’s shaft pushed out a little from her sheath in arousal at these thoughts, her nose picking up his old female scents which seemed to excite him somewhat. Chris nosed around the foliage and smelled the pungent musk from Andrea’s prick; the scent seemed to make her shiver with delight as her pussy tightened up in anticipation. However she was hungry and she needed to eat before she would need to mate. Chris continued to sniff and inspect the site and smelled something interesting; she slowly leaned towards some plants and instinctively opened her mouth and took whatever she had found into her mouth. She pulled what felt like leaves and a few twigs into her maw and began to chew, the taste seemed reminiscent of cabbage and lettuce but it had a slight sweet tinge to the taste, but it wasn’t overpowering enough that she couldn’t eat more. She grunted happily and began to chew away on her food, the quantity of nutrition was in abundance and she knew she’d never run out.

Both Chris and Andrea smelled the same scent and using their keen sense of vision they saw several sprouts of the same plant; extending out from the grass and swaying gently in the wind. She continued nuzzling around the undergrowth, sniffing around with her sensitive black nose and found even more plants to devour. She used her prehensile lips to feel around; the tiny hairs that sprouted from her skin, allowed her to touch and inspect the plants before she ate them. She wrapped her tongue around a twig and pulled upwards, finding she could strip plants clean of leaves using her lips with relative ease. She continued to happily chew at the plant matter; and she felt quite proud of herself as she'd learned how to feed herself using the tools her new body had provided. Her ears pricked up as she heard a loud scraping from behind her, sounding like crunching grinding of something sharp against something hard.

"Aaandrea what are you doing?" Chris bleated quietly as she turned her neck around to see her stag scraping the tip of his antlers against a tree. Andrea seemed to be looking up at the trunk and bark, angling his head around and was using the tip of his antlers to carve something into the tree. Andrea folded his ears back and pushed harder against the surface; hunks of bark coming away as he scraped his huge antlers against the wood. Andrea could feel the vibrations spreading through his horns and into his skull, as he used his powerful neck to scrape hard against the bark and carve something onto the huge tree trunk.

Chris wandered around to see what Andrea was doing, the sound of his antlers scraping against wood made a rather loud noise; which caused Chris to fold her ears back in response. She felt a wave of oxytocin flush through her, and felt like she wanted to cry when she saw what Andrea was doing. He had used the tip of his antlers to carve a large heart shape deep into the bark of huge tree, with the words 'C+A' in the middle like so many high-school sweethearts did. He finally finished rounding off the heart and pulled his antlers out from the carving; grunting with a little displeasure as he saw the tip he had used to etch in their drawing had worn down a little.

"Something to remember this place by" replied Andrea as she looked at her doe that stood and stared at the engraving with as much love as her expressionless face could show. Chris moved over to Andrea and rubbed her nose against his neck, huffing and grunting in happiness at the gesture of love Andrea had displayed. 

"Oh baby I love....thank you" she replied with a few tears in her large dull brown eyes, the ocular fluids slowly rolled down her furry cheek and dripped to the floor, sniffing and feeling the warmth and scent of her stag. Andrea nuzzled into Chris gently, and enjoyed sharing a loving moment, letting out an intimate bleat of contentment. Chris backed away and rubbed her tears against Andrea's sides, nosing her before backing up and looking at the large thick trunk which stood out from where they had changed. Their clothes lay scattered around the site and even the LED lantern remained in the foliage, it would remain a marker to remember where they had first transcended human form.

Chris snorted and turned around, and presented her rear towards Andrea. The young buck felt slightly confused at this action, and continued watching Chris as she turned her neck around, using her right eye to look at him intently. Slowly she raised her tail to reveal her throbbing aroused doe pussy, the black lips standing out in contrast to her white fluffy rear and tail underside. She shook her tail and wafted her scent towards Andrea, who then understood and immediately when she caught whiff that overpowering smell. Andrea felt hormones immediately surging through him, his body preparing itself for mating at a surprising rate at the scents of his doe in heat, the sensations of his male body drove him wild with desire. Chris sniffed the air and smelled his long thin buck cock sliding out from his sheath, the bright red surface glinting against the rays of sunlight that pierced through the canopies like blades of luminosity. 

"You’re so good to me...time i was good to you. Take me you stud...fuck me! Fuck your doe" Chris said with lust and want, her least words trailing off into a bleat as she felt Andrea's cold wet nose probe her behind unexpectedly. The cold nose of her buck against her red hot pussy lips provided a powerful sensual contrast, one that made Chris’s doe lips quiver in delight. She let out a mating bellow to let Andrea know that she was in heat, and that she needed to be mated and filled. She was happy to simply call out her bellows, she didn’t want to speak; she wanted to be fucked like an animal. His lips gently caressed her soft pink doe pussy folds; her leaking cervine juices providing a very strong arousing smell that enabled him to push more of his buck cock out from his sheath. However Andrea didn’t jump onto Chris straight away, instead he moved his nose down and seemed more interested as to what lay between her hind legs.

"Wha...what are you doing..." Chris asked tentatively as she was surprised that Andrea hadn’t mounted him yet, snorting as she felt his wet nose find its way between her legs. Her ears pricked up and her tail rose higher as she felt his lips gently rubbing across her udder teats. Chris's legs wobbled a little as she felt her body become weak with arousal; a human moan trailing out into a bellow of pleasure and bleating in delight.

"Urhh....arrhhhhhhh!!!!....yessss, god that feel good...yes...yyhhehhahhrhhhhhhh!!!" Chris moaned and exclaimed as her last words trailed off into a loud mating call uncontrollably, the sensation of his lips tugging gently at her soft pink teats was too much for Chris; he couldn’t help but become audial in her expression of pleasure. Chris felt a shuddering wave of pleasure shoot up through her body, which only made her pussy even wetter with desire as Andrea pleased her doe udders. Chris bleated even louder as she felt Andrea’s soft prehensile deer lips tug gently on one of her teats, pulling down and causing a little spurt of milk to erupt from the tip. Chris bellowed at this pleasurable sensation and snorted loudly as Andrea wrapped her whole mouth around her teat and udder and began suckling like a fawn. Chris closed her eyes at this and attempted to savour the sensations; opening her mouth in pleasure and arching her neck up to panting from her maw. She could feel the milk rushing through the nipple and into the hot mouth of her buck; imagining for a moment it was a fawn. Her udders had plenty of milk to spare and Andrea gently nibbled on the tip of her teat; causing her to grunt and lift her tail high in the air in the need to have her pussy filled.

Andrea pulled his mouth away and moved to her other udder; teasing the teat before suckling gently and drinking Chris's warm milk; her throbbing udders feeling swollen and aching with liquid food. Chris's hind legs wobbled as they felt like jelly, the pleasure shooting through her body and making her doe cunt even wetter by the second which would suitably prepare her for the mating to come. Andrea moved his lips away with a 'pop' and gently licked the tip of her teats before moving up to her cunt. He still had the taste of her warm milk in his mouth and didn't want to spoil it just yet; he wanted to keep that taste while sating his other desires. Chris heard a grunt behind her which was promptly followed with the feeling of Andrea’s forelegs rubbing up against her sides. She bleated with desire and moved her tail to the side, allowing him to rest his belly on her rear. Andrea felt his chest pull upwards from Chris's back, and his hooves rubbed on her sides as all of his weight rested on her rear. It felt like a rather strange position for Andrea, his upper body was mostly suspended in the air, but it wasn't as if she could lie on top of her, she was too tall for that. Andrea moved the muscles in her loins and willingly extended her cock further from her sheath, moving her cock towards Chris’s aching entrance. He also used more muscles in his sheath to angle his shaft up and down, allowing him to move the fallacious cock around to find its goal. Chris shivered as the tip of Andreas stag prick teased her soft anus, which moved down quickly to find her throbbing dark pink lubricated doe vulva. Chris bleated in excitement as she felt her stag’s cock-tip enter inside of her, his hips thrusting forwards sharply and he edged along the ground with his rear hooves. Andrea shook his tail and thrust half of his shaft inside Chris with one graceful thrust, stretching the thick deer vulva wide open to accept the sword to its sheath.

Chris bellowed loudly and proclaimed her femininity to the forest, bleating at the feeling of his thrusts as his cock moved deeper inside her. Air puffed from the doe's nostrils as she leaned back against Chris, folding her ears back in lustful animalistic pleasure; enjoying sex the way only an animal could. Andrea edged forward and thrust forwards again; slipping more of his long cervine dick through into Chris’s vagina and womb. Thick Pre-cum spurted from the stags cock tip as he felt his prostate throbbing deep inside his muscular male loins. Andrea groaned which changed into a bellow as he felt the soft supple doe lips squeeze around his long venison meat, the slick red surface sliding back and forth and bred Chris like the rutting animal she had become.

"Ahhhrhhhhhh....uuhhhhmmm mmmmore...you feel so...tight baby, such a tight little doe!" Andrea bellowed and bleated loudly in an exclamation of his love for Chris and her soft secure doe vagina. Chris bleated submissively and leaned back and forth; snorting loudly through her nostrils and nodding her head with her nose pointing up to the sky.

"Yes...I'm your doe, your sexy little deer, fuck me!! Give me your seed, breed meeeeahhrhhhhhh!" Chris begged and panted, her moans trailing off into bleats and bellows as her desires and wants were made clear by her audial outbursts. She was desperate to be filled; only wanting to be bred and fucked as her once human words trailed off into another loud animal mating call. They fucked and mated like rutting horny beasts, both buck and doe breathing heavily as Andrea bellowed deeply into the forest to let any other stags know this was his doe, she was not to be mated with and she was his alone.

"Auuurhhhhh....urhhhyyyesss Chris...urhhh my girl...my mate..mmmmyyy doooeee!!!" Andrea moaned and bellowed as his prostate throbbed deeply within his loins, powerful muscles clenching around his prostate and causing cum to spurt in a shocking manner from his cock tip as he climaxed. The orgasm made him thrust his hips forwards hard; hilting his furry sheath against her pink doe vulva and came hard within her walls, bellowing loudly as he finally came. 

"Yes breed me...I want it inside me...I want your faaaawwnnnss!!" Chris moaned and pushed back, bleating loudly as she spoke her wishes and then had them fulfilled not a second later. She felt her throbbing doe pussy twitch as a rushing orgasm pounded her body, the build-up burst through her mental barriers like a truck breaking down a brick wall. Fluids leaked from her cunt as her vagina contracted; pulling Andreas cock deeper inside and milking him of every last drop of cum he had left. Chris bellowed in animalistic pleasure as Andreas heavy buck balls slapped against her udders, cum draining away into her womb as his seed filled her up. Chris felt the warmth spread in his fertile womb, and then closed his eyes to imagine being pregnant with Andreas fawns. Her legs wobbled a little in weakness as she felt Andrea pull out from her worn female deer genitals; slowly her dripping pussy stained cock began to pull back into her sheath. Chris bleated happily as he felt the thick prick slip from her worn doe pussy, with a little of his seed staining her fluffy rear and marked her as his doe. Andrea still remained on top of Chris, his hooves gently rubbing against her sides as his cock pulled back towards his heavy balls. She shivered as she felt her flanks twitch from the scraping hooves, and then felt Andreas tongue gently lick across her neck. He had to bend his neck all the way down to give Chris a pseudo-kiss, to which she promptly arched her neck up in response and rubbed against Andrea lovingly. 

Andrea shifted his weight and moved off the back of Chris's rear, and fell to his forelegs and hooves once more. He felt a lot safer on all fours, perhaps because mating could be risky if there were predators around. He leaned his nose in towards Chris’s worn doe pussy and sniffed his handiwork, pushing his tongue out and licking her cunt clean. Chris snorted and grunted as she felt Andrea’s rough tongue work its way across her pussy lips, and let out a bleat as she managed to catch a whiff of Andrea's pungent cum stained cock. Chris flicked her tail as Andrea parted her lips from her crotch and moved towards her head, walking up beside her and gently rubbed his neck against hers, both leaning against each other in the best embrace a quadruped could muster.

From that moment they didn't need words to express how the felt, they may have lost their human bodies for new four legged forms, even loosing part of their humanity. Yet Chris was confident that the coming years would seem better with Andrea at her side, as her loving buck and mate.

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Chapter 5: adaption and survival


The sun beamed down its warming light upon the treetops, and the leaves allowed only a portion of the bright glowing blades of fire to reach down to the forest floor. Pollen hung in the summer air and illuminated the pillars of light shining through the treetops, the energy and warmth cutting through the empty spaces like blades. Chris happily walked beside Andrea on their second day as just mere animals, both stag and doe were quite contented and happy in their simple existences. Andrea kept her head held high and her ears alerted for potential threats which allowed Chris to relax a little more. Their hooves created tracks in the foliage and grass below them, the small tiny hoof-prints seemed small in comparison to what they’re feet would have been as human. Chris would occasionally trot over to a plant to simply nibble on the leaves whenever she felt hungry, her stomach was nearly always in need of more food considering she didn’t get much energy from the leaves and grass. She was slowly becoming more comfortable at wandering off on her own; yet she still felt safer when she was with Andrea and it was better to stick together when exploring. Andrea’s ears pricked up quickly as he heard what he was searching for, the sound of trickling and rustling against hard stone and rock. He turned his head around and moved his ears from side to side, and carefully listened to the echoes and noises of the forest, the sound he was searching for danced around him like a butterfly. He pinpointed the sound by listening to the direction it sounded loudest and grunted deeply with his head towards Chris, and then slowly started to pad his hooves through the undergrowth.

Chris flicked her tail as she saw her buck’s signal to follow, shaking her tail and twitched her back legs; bursting towards him with a flurry of fur. She bounded across the forest floor with graceful speed, and to her it was almost effortless. A simple gentle bound through the forest felt like a light jog to her; yet she knew she was travelling faster than the quickest human athlete. Her muscles were so strong yet she was so light, and her graceful skeleton and form allowed her to move with alarming ease past obstacles; she knew she'd have no issues escaping from any potential predators if those events would ever occur. She also found herself becoming more alert, and slowly learned to create a map of the environment around her, not just through sight but smell and hearing as well. Whenever that environment changed, a new smell or sound or sight; she would prepare herself to flee. However she was relaxed with Andrea at her side and he would keep an eye out for anything that would dare harm his doe; so for the moment Chris could enjoy being a deer. The sun moved down in the sky which indicated it had past midday, an hour passed before Andrea came to her destination; and what she had been looking for. 

They passed through a clearing into a huge open area, which spanned out over a large grassy meadow. A river rushed through the middle of this area and turned to a stream as it carved its way further into the forest and beyond Andrea’s sight. The Young buck looked across the treelines and scanned the area with her keen sense of sight, he looked around for anyone or anything that could be of potential harm, but after a few minutes he relaxed after the area felt secure. He walked up to the river’s edge; however he still remained cautious and careful of his surroundings. Chris walked further into the clearing, and began sniffing the air and he managed to detect a strange smell she’d not come across before, immediately becoming defensive and looking around him to find the source of the scent. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the water, where the smell seemed to be coming from; she didn’t know if it was her new sense of smell but the look of the clear clean water was too much to resist. She walked up to edge and looked across the body of water; and saw a large gap across to the other side of the river. That gap that spanned the two edges of the river must have been at least five or six metres, and was far too large to wade across. Andrea stood beside the cautious doe and looked around at his surroundings; he too also detected that same strange smell.

However good the water to Chris looked she still managed to smell that strange scent, it was like a sweetness in the air; similar to the type of scent one would find in a candy store. Her eyes scanned around the environment before she flicked his ears and leaned down to the water. The smell defiantly seemed to be coming from the river, however she was too thirsty to care; she assumed it was her amazing sense of smell that was picking up something else in the water. She dipped the front of her muzzle into the cool cold waters, and made sure to hold her breath before starting to drink. It was surprising how much she could drink now she had a much longer face and nose, and it seemed to aid her as she could still look around at her environment, while slowly filling her belly with the river water. Chris raised her tail as she felt the cool clear water trickle down her long gullet and into her stomach, she felt so happy that her mate had found them both a source of water. 

However the river’s contents tasted rather strange, it had a similar sweetness to that scent she picked up before; like something had been dissolved in the fluid, or perhaps some deposits that gave the water its peculiar taste. Chris saw Andrea slowly move her muzzle down and dip it into the river, and started to take his fill of fluids. He gulped down as much water as he possibly could, and enjoyed his nice long drink for the day and slowly filled his stomach up with water. Chris pulled her nose out the water and gasped, then using her long flat cervine tongue to lick the tip of let muzzle clean. She flicked her tail happily and licked her nose and lips, taking a breath again before shaking her head a little to remove the dripping water, almost giggling as she felt her large ears flap against her head like a dog.

"Ahhh that's better" she gasped loudly, turning over to Andrea who was still in the process of filling his stomach, nodding a little while continuing to drink. Chris walked behind Andrea and scanned the edge of the lake, inspecting her new watering hole and looked for signs of any other deer.

However she didn’t spot any tracks or fur, no antlers or long slender legs; instead her eyes found something else. It looked like a large object that was pushed against the side of the river, lodged into the side but hidden well behind some reads. Even past the long grass of the river she couldn't quite see what the object was; it seemed to be covered in a bit off moss and plant growth, but the shape was clearly something man-made. She slowly approached it carefully and stared at the shape, seeing it was cylindrical with three thin bands edging around the top middle and bottom of object. It looked like a large oil drum of some kind, a shiny steel surface glinted behind uncovered mossy areas; gave the impression surface gave the impression it was not meant to contain anything cheap. Chris walked up to the object and gently sniffed it; pulling her nose back and almost gagging at the stench the object seemed to emanate. The smell was overwhelmingly sweet and had a strange musky tinge to it which seemed to linger in her nostrils and lungs. She snorted and shook her head, certain that this was the cause of whatever she smelt in the air, the stench seemed both attractive and repulsive at the same time; it was truly a bizarre scent. 

She raised her foreleg up and gently scraped the top of the barrel with her hoof; her nail sounding against the metal and making a noise that gave the indication the container was somewhat hollow. Whatever it held it had spilled out into the river, otherwise she could have never smelt It through the metal containment. After removing her leg she saw a strange icon displayed from where she had scraped her hoof; and detailed military styled writing appearing under the clean area she’d just revealed.

"H..hey Andrea....look at this" Chris grunted loudly over to her buck, who then promptly raised his nose from the water and shook his head. Chris continued to scrape away the moss to reveal what appeared to be a biohazard label and strange symbol he swore he’d seen before, the contents however she'd never heard of. She cleared away all the moss and revealed the entire label that had not only been printed but indented into the side of the metal drum; obviously the contents were important enough to warrant both methods of identification.

"PROPERTY OF ALTRATON INDUSTRIES
G.R.A.F.T - B278-893 – ACTAEON STRAIN
    ALL USE CONTACT PATHOGEN AND CELLULAR MUTAGEN
      HAS ADVERSE EFFECTS ON HUMAN CELLULAR STRUCTURES
     KEEP SEALED AT ALL TIMES - FOR MILITARY USE ONLY"

Andrea and Chris both read the label, both relieved and worried. They were happy that they still retained the ability to read as we as all their other higher brain functions, knowing that they were not just dull dumb beasts, but were still somewhat human within. However they also both felt very worried at the information displayed, and by the fact that this substance was most likely leaking into the river.

"Is...that what caused...this?" Andrea questioned, leaning in and giving the drum a sniff, and he too smelled the strange scent and backed his head away. He gently leaned his body forwards and struck the drum, which caused it to slowly roll over into the water. As it rolled over onto its back, a large gash in the side of the drum became apparent, the metal had bent inwards where the contents were kept. It had obviously hit a rock or some other hard object, most likely at considerable speed to break open the container, and then spilled out into the river. The top of the barrel where the contents had been poured in looked rather sophisticated, and had all manner of locks and secure fastenings on it. This was ironic because it had served no purpose in keeping the contents in; considering the side of the barrel had been torn open like tissue paper. Andrea pushed the side again and watched it roll over, a strange viscous liquid seeped out from the side. The liquid was bright purple and seemed to shift colours depending which way the light caught it, and what angle they were viewing it from. It seeped into the water and slowly dissolved away to become transparent before disappearing entirely; leaving no trace. However the smell still lingered in the water and seemed to be very strong to their noses, most likely it would smell faintly sweet to a human that came across it.

"I don't know, it smells strange but it doesn't seem to be affecting us. Perhaps it is what caused it, but since we’ve already….y’know…perhaps we’re immune?" Chris replied but still questioning the legitimacy of his words, then leaned in and took another gentle sniff off he liquid, intrigued by the smell and the strange colour the substance possessed. Chris and Andrea promptly finished drinking their fill of water; they were not put off by the substance that leaked into the river as they felt no ill effects. Chris wandered around a little and inspected the site, while Andrea had a quick scratch against one of the trees, before they then wandered back to the campsite.

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The days passed even slower than the last as the end of the week drew near, the autumn became prevalent and started to show upon the leaves, the colours had changed a little from when they had visited a national park not a month before to prepare for their camping trip. They'd spent over five days in their new bodies and they both felt as if they'd been in them for years, every nerve, muscle and every inch of fur was now familiar to them, and they were more than confident in their movements. Andrea however seemed to be in a horny rut; he didn't eat much and his only prime concern was protecting Chris and filling himself up with water. However the most important thing he did on a regular basis was the act of mating, he was almost constantly horny and needed to mount Chris on a regular basis. As the temperature dropped Chris found that she would present herself to Andrea for breeding on an almost daily basis, if not more. She too was caught in a breeding rut and she needed constant fucking, she knew she was in heat and they mated sometimes two to three times in a day. 

However she soon felt her weight increase and new powerful hormones and chemicals flooded her body, which changed both her mentality and attitude. As the weeks turned to months Andrea fell out of her rut and so did Chris; their libido dropping to almost zero. However Chris still had the desire to have his teats played with, and Andrea did enjoy teasing them; often using that to play with her sexually since they both didn’t need to mate. Chris would even service Andrea orally, sometimes sneaking up behind him when he was feeding and giving his balls a lick, then taking his sheath into her mouth to play with. Both seemed to be happy to pleasure each other for fun, yet mating seemed to be specific to their seasons and didn’t affect the casual pleasuring of one another. 

It was when Chris felt her udders swell with milk and grow against her legs, that she knew she was going to experience pleasures that were not just sexual. She craved even more food and foraged more and more to sate her appetite, it felt like it was almost never-ending. She ate far more food and as she did her belly and womb began to increase in size and weight, soon she was feeling the pressure on her legs and flanks. As a two months flew past before they realised how much time had expired; they made good use of the campsite. The tent had been blown over against the tree and had become tangled within the branches; which although messy did provide a good marker for them both to find their way back 'home'. 

Weeds and moss started to spread up the side of Chris's BMW, slowly growing in between the alloy wheels and attach to the metal surface. Chris knew that he would have no use for it, and soon it would become just another part of the natural world around them. Andrea and Chris would often sleep by the boot of the overgrown car, using it as their ‘bed’ and keeping themselves away from the large open areas that the campsite seemed to provide. They never saw any other campers enter into the camp-site; they didn’t even have any park rangers coming to the site to look for them. They both wondered if they had been totally forgotten about; if nobody had even bothered to look for them. They didn’t technically count it as a curse, it was unlikely they could change back and they’d already become comfortable with their new bodies; besides it’s not like any rescuers would expect a buck and deer to be the missing persons. 

They made various attempts to talk with one another, in an attempt to remember their past and what they truly were; trying always to remember that they were once human, so they could appreciate being deer that much more. 

As the winter approached the leaves from the trees began to fall from the cold frosty branches, the once rounded canopies vanished in weeks as the chill of the coldest season approached. The once soft fertile soil became hard beneath their hooves, and the once precious vegetation became scarce and valuable to any would be herbivore such as themselves. The sky darkened into overcast for most of the coming days, and snow began to gently fall into the bare forest floor; and with no leaves to shield the falling ice those scarce plants soon withered. The once rich river they relied on for water froze over, which required them to scrape away the ice with their hard hooves, and drink the icy cold water that remained beneath.

Andrea’s velvet that grew over his antlers began to slowly fall off, an urge soon forced the young buck to scrape the rest of the patchy hair away against a nearby tree, and the surface that was once fluffy and fuzzy was now was hard and harsh like the climate that had made itself prevalent in the environment they now called home.

As the winter became more dominant, and even more snow gently coated the forest; Chris found herself getting even heavier. From about a month ago she had realised that she was pregnant with young, and Andrea’s fawns grew inside her warm cervine womb. Chris utterly loved this fact and would often love the gentle kicks and movements that her young made, it made the doe feel both maternal and protective. She spent most of the day foraging for food, in a desperate attempt to find enough sustenance for both herself and her fawns, and even though hard she managed it well. She was sure she had enough in fat stores to make it through the winter, but she did not wish to risk it. Andrea had been kind enough to gather food for Chris, determined to keep his mate healthy and well fed, however his hunger was also insatiable after his breeding frenzy, and he needed to keep his energy levels up, which he achieved by almost constant foraging and eating

The cold became too much to cope after the first three weeks of winter in the open camp site and they moved deeper into the forest which seemed to protect them from harsh winds, having to leave their ruined tent and overgrown car behind. They both felt rather saddened leaving their ‘home’ and having to wander deeper into the woods, it was a constant reminder to them of what they once were. They finally found something which they could mark as a new home, a large American beech tree which grew in a fairly clear opening near the river they used as a watering hole, a perfect place to shelter themselves from the winter cold. Since the leaves did not fall away in the winter of these trees, it provided cover, shelter, protection and a perfect hiding place.

Chris found sleeping to be both radically different, and a little more difficult than before. Andrea kept an eye out while Chris lay down and slept for a few while, and no more than two or three hours at a time. They would switch during the night, with one keeping watch while the other rested their mind and body. It had taken a while for their human minds to synchronise with their cervine ones, and they slept like humans just after their transformation. However their human and deer minds melded together into something not quite human, but not quite deer either. Chris found her belly and womb to be bloating as the months went on as her fawn grew within her, feeling it toss and turn inside her made her feel happy she was going to be a mother, so happy she could bring more life to the world. At times she would remember back to her old human life when she had little to do, thoughts of humanity and the rush and bustle of her old life. She remembered being male and was reminded of the vacation and the events that had led her here; now an animal with a womb full of young. She regretted nothing, knowing that even if she tried to go back, she’d only be considered a pet or food to humans, her life and fate had been sealed with her young now.

 Her womb and belly had swollen to be much more noticeable and she felt an insatiable urge to have her udders suckled, a task which Andrea was all too happy to perform in order to pleasure his mate. There was something both exiting and maternal about feeling those hot lips around her udders, it felt so nice to have the pressure of milk relieved, the hot slick white liquid shooting from her teats, the pressure of her buck’s lips. It was also satisfying too, the sensation was not only arousing but loving. It brought about the thoughts that one day, her young would be suckling from those teats; it made her shiver with a certain sense of motherly delight.

They managed to survive through the cold weather and stood tall and fast as doe and buck; both working together to overcome anything that dared try to push them apart.in the harshest part of the winter Andreas antlers began to feel weak and brittle, and came loose one day after scraping them against a tree. Andrea got a shock when he felt a vibration through his skull and a loud "pop" as his antlers detached. His once strong bone had fallen away and was left to sit upon the forest floor, to either be picked up by somebody, or to slowly rot away. He was scared at first but rationalised that if it wasn't supposed to happen, It would have hurt a lot more than a little pressure in the head. The loss of his antlers felt strange at first, the weight his neck had been deigned to take had been lifted, and he felt both faster and a lot stronger. Though he also felt more vulnerable without them, and was unable to ward off potential bucks without his strong large horns; either way Chris got a shock when he returned back without them, and it took him a while to get used to Andrea without his antlers

The winters cold did not make it easy for them both and Chris had to eat a huge amount to keep her fawns healthy inside her womb, feeling them moving and growing every day and occasionally kicking to let her know they were still alive. The winter passed and spring began to dawn, and the snow slowly began to melt away and provide the ground with the water it so desperately craved. The trees started to suck up the fluid and nutrients once more, and began to spring to life once more. Small buds began to blossom on the branches as the spring came full circle, the winter disappearing for another year to allow life to grow and flourish once more.

Andrea and Chris had survived the winter together, and the world around them seemed so quiet and simple in their remote locations. They had no knowledge or care for their old human world they once knew and they didn’t know if anybody had ever bothered to look for them, they were dead as humans, but alive as deer. Chris had gained a lot of weight over the winter and she felt her young growing larger and moving restlessly in her stretched womb, which told her that she’d giving birth soon. Her udders were swollen from her pregnancy and ached for release on a regular basis, and Andrea obliged to make sure she was milked daily. He took great pleasure in using his soft velvety deer lips to nibble and suckle at her teats, emptying her udders for another day, and then another until she was satisfied until the sun rose again. It got to the stage where Chris desperately wanted young, she wanted her fawns out of her so she could nurture them and care for them; yet at the same time she was terrified of giving birth. Yet as the spring came into all its glory and the trees gained their new leaves…

She wondered if she ever would…

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The cool breeze brushed through Chris's thick shedding overcoat of fur, a thick layer of fluff she'd put on during the winter, had now started to fall away as the spring came around and provided her body with the warmth it so desperately needed.

Chris was slowly waking up from a short sleep when she felt a strange wet sensation, her ears pricking up as she heard Andrea snorting and sniffing loudly. Her nostrils twitched as she smelled something strange, something that smelled sharp and nasty. She felt a twinge in her womb and then a powerful contracting pain started to throb inside her, waking her up sharply from her sleep and making her moan in pain.

"AAaaaa!!! Aaaandrea!" Chris bleated loudly as she turned her head and neck over her furry body, her legs folded up to her belly in pain, sniffing again and then recognising the smell, the smell of blood. Her water had burst just before she'd woken up; and her young moved inside her, awaking from their sleep of non-existence to become one with the world, this movement stirring the young doe from her slumber. Andrea's ears pricked up as he heard his doe’s cries for help, turning his head around from watching the forest towards his doe who bleated in pain. He scanned over her and saw the dry leaves and twigs near Chris’s rump were damp and sticky, her belly didn’t seem as bloated as before; possibly due to the water and fluid that had leaked out. Chris snorted through her nostrils as she felt another wave of contracting pain slowly approach, the muscles around her womb and vagina were getting more and more frequent.

“Wha…what do you need me to do baby?” Andrea asked as she stood behind his doe, trying to think of something to do. He felt rather helpless as he looked down and sniffed her rear, attempting to see something; but only her blood and fluid stained fur seemed obvious. 

“Just…..Just tell me when it’s out!” moaned Chris as the agony became stronger and stronger as the contractions increased in frequency, she could feel her walls contracting and attempting to push. Chris and strained as the pain started to ripple down her belly, forcing her to grunt and push her young out. She felt her vaginal walls stretching apart as her fawn’s nose and head pushed through the throbbing flesh, her womb doing a good portion of the work by pressing against the back of the baby deer. Slowly the tip of a small tiny black nose pressed past Chris’s thick stretching lips, and slowly more and more of the fawn became apparent. Chris gasped in both pain and relief as she felt its head pass out and into the world.

“I see it….baby the head is out….you’re doing so well!” Andrea said loudly as he saw his offspring come forth, using his nose to press against the back of the fawns head and pull gently, allowing Chris a slight moment to relax before another contraction pushed the top half of its small wet body out. The slimy matted fur slid past her stretched pussy lips until only the bottom half was left, another contraction pushed the rest out and a loud “thump” was heard as she gave birth to her fawn. She panted and snorted as she rested her head against the ground, absolutely drained of energy from her exhausting ordeal. Chris sniffed and nosed his young, seeing the wet matted fur clearly in the light that bled through the tree’s branches from the burning spring sun. He saw the small white spots on its rear and pushed its rear leg back, getting a look at its genitals before exclaiming…

“It’s a boy hun!” Andrea exclaimed happily and nuzzling Chris’s rear, leaning down and biting on the umbilical cord, severing the physical tie between mother and child. The young fawn immediately took a breath as the cord was severed and began to move around, his young new eyes opening to see his father licking the fluid from its body, bleating loudly as he flailed his small legs around.

Chris was about to turn her head around to see her young, but not before another contraction forced her to push her head back again, bleating in pain as another fawn slowly moved through her. Her mind reeling from the fact she had more than one fawn, and she tried to breathe and focus. She let out a painful groan as the second fawns nose and head slowly pushed passed her walls; this time it felt a lot less painful due to her already stretched vagina, which allowed her womb and muscles to push the other fawn from her body. Andrea was almost unable to react before another loud “thump” indicated she’d just given birth again, to yet another young healthy fawn. Chris licked away the foul smelling liquid and bit down on the fawns umbilical cord, the young baby deer bleating and moving around, taking in the senses of its new world. Chris inspected the newly born baby deer and grunted happily.

“You’ve got a girl!” he exclaimed loudly as he happily watched Chris slowly pant and recover from her strenuous contractions, finally finding the strength to move her head up and taking a look at her young. Her eyes glanced across to the two healthy average sized fawns she’d had inside her, seeing them sent a flush of hormones through her body and surged through her veins. These fawns were hers; and she’d protect them and nurture them, love them and teach them all they needed. The female fawn bleated and looked up at her mother, seeing her parents for the first time with her brand new eyes. After a few moments Chris began to feel strength return to her bod, she felt her pussy lips still throbbing with pain, but after a few moments she felt them begin to tighten up once more. With wobbly legs and an aching stomach, she began to push herself up onto four hooves and watching her young looking up at both their mother and father with fascination and intrigue. Chris wandered over to Andrea and nuzzled his neck gently, Andrea returning the close neck-rub and bleating happily as they admired their babies sitting in the undergrowth.

The two young fawns began to stumble around, the young male fawn attempting to get to his feet, occasionally falling over and getting back up. Chris and Andrea watched them, knowing they’d have to figure it out on their own; but it wasn’t long before they were wobbling around on their four little hooves. They began to pad gently through the forest floor towards their mother, using their small black noses to sniff her legs and belly, slowly learning their mother’s smells. Their noses found her udders and the young male immediately latched on with his mouth and started to suckle, Chris gasping happily and closing her eyes. 

Chris felt both her young attach their hungry little mouths to her teats as they took their first meal, a sensation she’d been waiting so long for, to feel so motherly and protective. She felt Andrea rub his neck and head up against her as they happily stood close to each other, while their young suckled on her teats. This young doe that was once human had now started to enjoy her existence as the mother of family, even though it was small, it was hers.

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Chapter 6 : the hunters quarry


Chris felt a thousand times lighter now her young were out and about, although her belly and genitals were sore for days after; but they soon tightened up and before long she was back to her old self once again. She'd become so accustomed to her new body that she'd totally forgotten that she was once human, she remembered being male, and recalled fragments of her past; but she couldn’t remember what it felt like to be human. She’d grown into her body and left the old shell behind, like a piece of clothing that was too tight to wear, she wondered how she ever coped being inside the fleshy human shell. She was a deer now, she'd accepted her fate and new bodily shape a long time ago and now she had two beautiful young fawns; it all just fell into place perfectly. She was surprised at how quickly her new fawns adapted, and at the incredible rate they learned. She would keep an eye on them at all times, but she noticed they would still have their primal deer instincts. Whenever she heard a noise that sounded like danger her first instinct would be to hide or run, she was always very alert and aware of her surroundings. Yet her fawns seemed to know what to do, dropping low to the floor whenever they heard something which they perceived as danger; and then running to their mother when she called them. However they also seemed to exhibit the same intelligence as Chris and Andrea, the rate at which they learned and picked up new skills and solved problems was something only a human could do.

The young cervine couple gave their new children names, which were merely animal callings in their language they perceived as English; in reality they knew it was a series of grunts, bleats and moans. Yet they'd formed a language, a form of audial communication that seemed hardwired into their very genetic code, and their fawns; Jenny and Ryan seemed to understand this strange half-language. Whether they understood the noises of their names or the words themselves was a question they couldn’t answer yet; however they would often come and respond to when Chris called them individually. Ryan would come when he was called, but Jenny would not, they seemed aware and knowledgeable of their own in built cervine language, as well as a limited form of self- identification as an individual; again these were qualities that humans exhibited.

Though they were hungry as they were smart, and Chris would take great pleasure in opening her legs and allowing her children to suckle upon her four teats, her large udders that swayed beneath her legs with milk would almost never run out, and they would almost never stop suckling so long as they were hungry. Chris acquired both a maternal joy out of this action as she was feeding her young, the feeling was pleasurable no doubt, but the true happiness she derived was from being a mother. Andrea took a role in the protection of his doe and young, his antlers started to grow again as the spring turned to summer and a few months later they were as tall and huge as they were before they'd shed. Chris recognised Andrea by his huge antlers and as the summer began to take hold of the world once again. As the temperature and season changed she felt that same material instinct to breed and mate, as did Andrea; and they achieved a loving satisfaction of their desires through foreplay.

Her two young fawns began to grow larger with each passing day, gaining strength, intellect and knowledge from their parents. With time and energy, both of the young fawns began to imitate their mothers and fathers “words” yet they were far away from speech, it would take many more months for them to learn to speak. Even though their progress was stead, Chris knew they had the potential to speak and she was certain that they all were not all deer; they had almost certainly inherited a little human influence from their parents.

Chris was happy for the time being as just being the mother to her two fawns, happy to feed them and nature them, and finding that she'd be woken up in the night by the nuzzling of their hot lips against her teats. She was more than happy to feed their hungry bellies with her milk, even if she had been woken up in the middle of her snooze. Andrea did not cease his own desire for his mate’s produce either, he would take his fair share of milk from Chris's teats and rather enjoyed the taste, taking the time to suckle and knead them each day. All this attention on her udders had a positive effect, her four teats and large swollen crotch-boobs began to grow each day with even more milk. They became much larger and rubbed up on her inner leg much more often, which in reality only severed to make her hornier and wanting to give yet more milk, it was a vicious and pleasurable cycle of feeding and suckling.

Though Andrea tried her best to keep an eye on Chris he knew she was capable of looking after her young, and found he enjoyed the lonely wandering through the forest. He enjoyed the peace of the trees, the swaying creaking branches and the noises of the forest; yet he was constantly alert. He knew that Chris was a mother and needed a lot of time with her young, he would get his chance to teach and protect them when they had grown stronger, until then he would allow Chris to enjoy being a mother.

He'd left Chris and his young to forage out in the western woods while he ventured north on his own, the day had been quiet and Andrea needed some time alone. Just like every other day, they seemed to meld together; the periods of light and dark were all the same and he had forgotten the names of the days long ago. Andrea padded through the forest for hours, being gentle through the undergrowth so as to not attract attention, yet at the same time admiring the forest's beauty. He looked out the side of his furry head, looking around with the large brown animalistic eyes, his ears flicking underneath the large proud antlers.

It was then he caught a whiff of a strange smell, a smell he'd not detected in years. It was pungent yet sharp to his sensitive nose; the wind seemed to be blowing in his direction. The stench wafted through the trees towards Andrea’s nostrils, the smell seemed to be coming from the direction of a large bush, and several felled trees lay behind it. Logs were scattered around the bush, and Chris saw something he'd never expected to see.

It was a man in full camo hunting attire which looked almost black and white to him. It was purely by the smell that Andrea had detected the hunter, if the wind had not been favourable towards him, he may have been shot. He recognised that smell now, the thick disgusting sweat of humanity filled his nose, mixed with strong bitter booze. It smelt like he'd been dipped in whisky and the stench of this human made Andrea’s heart race. A large hunting rifle lay on the log next to the hunter through the branches; Andrea could just see a head of scruffy long uncut hair from between the leaves. Behind the hunter was a tattered and torn bag, filled to the brim with supplies; which seemed high in quantity, too many supplies for simple hunting…this person was a survivor.

Andrea felt his heart race in her chest which thumped loudly and pounded inside, the image of this human in his mind seemed an insult, the sheer audacity this hunter exhibited in being a human, it was a disgrace that he was not an animal like Andrea. The furious buck’s reasoning seemed to be one instinct which inspired true hate, seeing this human being kneeling down and not being an animal; it made him furious to the core and it was something he could not allow, it was almost like a genetically coded xenophobia that forced her to emotionally despise this human.

Andrea tried to resist moving forward, and every fibre of his being was telling him to back away, to run and flee, however there was something else telling him otherwise. A beating desire that emanated deep within his subconscious, a programmed instinct to remove this human from the world, to purge humanity from the face of the planet. Slowly Andrea padded forwards carefully, and made sure to keep his eyes on the ground so as not to trample any twigs and give away his position, while keeping his ears locked onto the hunter. Andrea slowed his breathing and gently moved closer, swinging round a tree to get a perfect shot of the hunter, who faced away from the stalking stag and looked out into the forest from behind a large log that came up to waist height. The hunter was kneeling down and pressing his arms against the trunk of a fallen tree, his gun rested on the side of the log and from its appearance it was obvious it had been used a lot. Slowly Andrea padded forwards, and felt confident in his stealthy movements, gaining a strange satisfaction out of stalking his prey as a prey animal could never do. His eyes were wide and shimmered with hate at the abomination that kneeled before him, he was so close, and so near the hunter now; the stench was unbearable. Andrea's heart raced, his adrenal glands pumping as the hate rose up within his body, preparing his mind and form to end the hunter in front of him, before a crack echoed from his hoof, and a twig broke the deathly silence of the forest.

“What the..!” The hunter exclaimed before reaching down to his gun, his reactions seemed lightning fast and he did not hesitate for a second, grabbing his rifle from the side and swinging it around towards Andrea. He gripped the bolt and attempting to chamber the round before Andrea had a chance to react, the butt of the gun pressing into his shoulder and aimed it towards the centre mass of the stag. Though this drunken pathetic attempt of a human was no match for the quick fast reflexes of a powerful male buck, the gun locked a bullet into the chamber but not before it was knocked from the hunters grip. Andrea reared up and bellowed loudly in dominance, cracking her hooves against the gun and sending it flying through the air at shocking speed, where it landed in the undergrowth behind the log the hunter was looking out from before he was attacked. Andrea was impressed with her strength and pushed forwards with her hooves, the tips slicing through the hunter’s attire and leaving a huge gash across his clothing, revealing the bare hairy skin beneath. The hunter suffered a surprisingly light cut to the chest from the sharp hoof tip and fell against the log, his face expressing terror at the magnificent sight before him. Andrea slammed both hooves against the tree trunk next to the hunters face, snorting from his nostrils and intimidating this pathetic human. The man now defenceless scrambled around the log as Andrea pushed back against the fallen tree trunk and stood on all fours again. The hunter scrambled in a frantic panic, sheer terror running through him as he jumped over the log and belly flopped onto the bark covered surface, scrabbling at the branches to evade the buck and trying to clamber over the tree trunk.  

Andrea saw his opportunity as the hunter scraped at the branches and dirt with his hands while his rear was planted so perfectly over the log, the pathetic human grunting and panting in fear. Andrea took his chance and gripped the hunter’s trousers with her teeth around his buttocks, and pulled rather viciously which caused the fabric to tear away effortlessly. This action also shredded the trousers legs too, and Andrea was determined to get him defenceless and without protection. She also tore away the underpants too, leaving the hunters bare hairy buttocks open to the world. The hunter almost knew what was happening and tried to scarper, using his feet to scrape against the dirt and then he caught a glimpse of his gun that sat in the undergrowth at just over arm’s length away. It was almost within reaching distance, and he stretched his arm out towards the gun in an attempt to gain an advantage. It was all for nought as soon Andrea knew what he himself wanted and he knew how to get it. Andrea bellowed loudly and pressed her hooves against the dirt, then hooked them over the log and pressed the surface against the hunter’s head, and then the half-naked human realised that the buck was now attempting to mount him.

“NO NO NO!!!” the hunter pleaded as Andrea heard his gruff and arrogant human voice, almost like this hunter didn’t want to be taken, to be undone and remade. Andrea snorted in dominance as he pushed his cock forcefully out his sheath, using the bone to quickly get an erection which seemed useful given his current situation. The slick red tip pressed against the hunter’s rear, which prompted an even more powerful plea of denial from the hunter, before Andrea decided to end this human’s insult to the forest, to take his pathetic and feeble humanity. The hunter seemed terrified, absolutely dreading the action to come; as if it was a fate worse than death.

“NOOOOARHHHHHH!”” the hunter shout out in pain as the long thin probing buck's cock found its way inside the human, in a rather forceful manner he had seen, but had not felt before. Andrea snorted as he felt the human’s thick pucker clench around his cock, and let out a loud bleat before thrusting his cock further inside this so called “hunter” and taking him as his own.

“ARHHH STOP...NO NOT LIKE THIS!!” the hunter screamed in protest as the cock found its way further inside him, scraping his hands against the dirt in a feeble attempt to flee. The ridiculous escape attempt was halted as Andrea leaned her neck down and bit the back of the hunter’s neck hard, snorting loudly in his ears and making sure this human knew that he was property of this buck; the one that had dominated him and would now take his prize.

 Andrea humped hard against the soft pink buttocks with his powerful hips, his long strong legs enabled him to thrust his thick shaft in and out of the poor defenceless human, his screams of protest echoed throughout the forest as he tried his hardest to resist the sensations that were slowly encroaching in the back of his mind. After a few more thrusts the hunter’s anus loosened up and the long red buck prick began to slide in and out with relative ease, the vein covered slick cock began to work its figurative magic. The hunter slowly pressed against the dirt with his hands, as the pain of being penetrated forcefully slowly began to disappear, and his eyes rolled up in his head as he began to drool. Andrea thrust up hard against his anal walls; an action which made the hunter who was once very keen to escape; let out a loud groan as he moved his hands back against the log and gripped the bark between his dirt fingernails. IT sounded like this human hunter was starting to feel more comfortable with his situation; it was as if he enjoyed the once unwanted penetration. The hunter bit his bottom lips and gasped loudly before Andrea continued to thrust, which made his anus throb with a strange unnatural heat, and then feeling a wave of surging pleasure wash over him. The human’s mental shift was quite a rapid one; the change from desperate scrabbling escape to a moaning lusting groan, it was as if some kind of spell has been cast over the poor hunter's mind.

Andrea snorted and bit down harder on the hunter’s neck, making him gasp loudly at the pleasure of pain; and to Andrea’s surprise the gasp almost sounded submissive. Andrea was shocked at how fast this hunter was bending to his will, how quickly he was accepting a dominant male as a superior. He was expecting more resistance, he was expecting the hunter to fight back against the buck, yet this male human almost seemed to almost allow himself to be violated. Andrea removed her mouth from the hunter’s neck, and blinked twice at the large dark mark she'd left. It was certain that her teeth couldn’t have caused such a mark; yet at the site of the bite the skin has discoloured. A tingling spread across the hunter’s neck and he gasped at the strange feelings that emanated from within the skin. Short reddish hairs began to sprout from the skin, the area Andrea had bitten slowly started to cover with the soft fuzzy fur. Andrea looked at the patch of hair which had just grown at the site of his bite, then snorted loudly as he felt the hunter's anus throbbing and clenching around his cock, and then realised the human’s insides were reshaping. And then a revelation struck Andréa; the realisation that whatever had changed him was still in his blood, in his saliva; in every bodily fluid he possessed.

The hunter groaned as the heat spread through his entire body, and then pulsating down his ass and legs as his anus began to pull up, the muscles and flesh reshaping into something else with strange tugging motions.  The hunter felt his anus moving up towards the cleft of his buttocks, a throbbing pressure built up at the base of his spine which seemed to only get more obvious as time went on. Andrea humped up as he felt the ease of his shaft sliding in, the hunter’s reconfiguring anus seemed to be moving into the perfect position for him to mate, the human’s moans only served to show Andrea that he was enjoying and revelling in the alien sensations that the buck provided. A loud crack emanated from the hunter's hips as his pelvis began to shift, the edges of the bone began moving outwards as his legs and feet pressed into the soft fertile forest floor, his hands were filthy from rubbing up against the bark and soil.
Andrea leaned down and huffed against the hunter’s ears, grunting as the buck thrust faster and faster, while the human's anus began to darken and shift. With each thrust the pressure at the cleft of his buttocks became more obvious, and a lump began forming at the base of his spine which started to grow out and gain mass. The hunter felt these sensations yet he didn’t pay much attention to them, he was too preoccupied with other feeling. The sheer overpowering pleasure his rammed prostate provided him seemed to have a dumbing down effect on his mind; seemingly preventing him from thinking clearly. His erect cock-flesh pressed against the rough bark of the tree, as it slowly began to leak pre-cum over the surface, the stimulation of his prostate made was causing him to be milked of his seed. Andrea snorted and nibbled the venerable hunter's ears, claiming him as the buck’s own and making sure that the hunter knew; he was now Andrea’s. Tingling warmth spread across the hunter’s ear as he felt the hot saliva of the buck licking the soft human skin. A pressure built up behind Andrea’s belly as she felt a wiggling growth moving out of the human's lower back, slowly growing longer and moving to the side from the pressure of the buck above. Andrea knew this to be his growing tail, and soon he'd be nothing but an animal and certainly no longer a human; and Andrea could not abide him being human. The horny buck didn’t know why he felt this way, only that he had to convert; to make every last human an animal.

The hunter moaned and gasped as he felt his tail growing out and moving to his command, though he was far from being sober of his drunken pleasure; he didn’t quite comprehend everything around him. His leaking cock started to throb and deposit more of his seed, and the shaft itself seemed to be slowly shrinking and receding into his body, even though he had a full erection. The once impressive six inch prick shrunk to five inches, then four and a half. The hunter couldn’t even feel this, only the throbbing glowing sensations of being fucked; of being unmade and screwed into something totally different. He raised his rear up in the air submissively and gasped as his left ear began to grow, the very ear Andrea was nibbling and licking, perhaps knowingly to speed up his changes. It grew out slowly and this moaning human could feel his flesh reshaping, the sound of the cartilage in his ear was like a door creaking. The hunter also felt and heard his skull vibrating as his ear took on a totally different shape, the earhole having to move position to accompany his new anatomy. Andrea felt the human’s left ear start to transform between his lips, moving to the hunter’s right ear and started to lick around that one, pushing his tongue into his earhole and wrapping his warm furry lips around the earlobe, grunting as he felt that one start to change too.

Tingling spread from the hunter’s growing tail and spread around his backside, the prickling sensation was his new fur growth, however he seemed only half aware that he was changing; the other half of his mind was still caught in the pleasures of his changing body.

The fur that grew where Andrea had bitten moments before had started to spread up the hunter's neck and down his back, slowly growing and then vanishing under his camo jacket which had small shredded holes from Andrea’s aggressive and rather terrifying attack. The buck in question was enjoying himself too much, humping hard and fast into the human who dared come near his territory, who dared bring a weapon with intent on using it on either his fawns or doe, who dared even be human.

The hunter whimpered loudly as his tail slowly grew longer and pressed hard against the back of Andrea’s belly, letting him know that this human hunter was becoming less primate and more cervine by the minute. The moaning human’s cock throbbed and pulled upwards towards his ass, the large hole in his underpants and trousers gave a clear view of his leaking and shrinking prick, once an impressive six inches it had now whittled down to less than two, yet it had not ceased in its profuse excretions of human cum. The hunter could also feel his balls aching as his prostate was pounded by the buck's fallacious cock, and Andrea’s brutal might made him feel small....delicate and most of all, submissive to this dominant male.

The drooling human tried to reason with himself, tried to gain control of his limbs and body while his mind was almost a mush of sick twisted pleasure, brought about by the fast violent breeding by the stag that took him as his own. Before the hunter could even attempt to fight back, that tiny shred of resistance he had built up was shot down as quickly as it appeared, letting out a moan at the strangest of sensations. His perineum throbbed with intense heat before he felt a splitting sensation down the length of his stretched anus to his almost empty balls. The sensation of which made him cry out in pleasure, whilst moist wetness started to drip down his legs from this leaking hole. Fluid began dribbling down his legs and wetting the remains of his trousers. He thought it may have been blood, but looking down between his legs he not only saw his shrivelled erect cock, but clear dripping fem-cum...

And then the shocking realisation of what was happening struck him….

“Wha....oh no....No.....NO NO STOP!!!!” the hunter screamed loudly as he finally came to his senses, remembering how all his friends had been taken from him, how his family had been converted and changed; and now he knew why they didn’t fight back, he knew why there was so little resistance and it had all happed so quickly. The hunter scrambled at the ground, and attempted to put the pleasure from his changing body aside to escape. However it seemed that his body would dull the pleasure for him, and the once amazing sensation of his prostate being milked began die away until he felt nothing. Even when Andrea was pounding hard at the same space; he could no longer feel the gland pumping away and with that, his cock stopped leaking. He was terrified at this horrifying realisation, and began to clamber and scrape at the dirt with his hands, he attempted to move but Andrea would not have him escaping, and slammed her hooves to the floor. He found himself trapped, locked in a prison of flesh and forced to endure the pleasures of transformation. Andrea’s hooves and legs pressed against the hunters shoulders and forced him back, making sure he was tightly impaled on the buck's throbbing stag prick, and unable to move away from his punishment. 

“Nooooo p.p..please.....stoooop!” the hunter pleased and begged as Andrea began humping again, unable to deny he enjoyed being mounted. He was couldn’t help but moan as he felt his balls slowly pull up towards his throbbing hole, it felt like somebody was tugging on his scrotum and slipping them against a tight hole. He gasped in alien delight and shock as he felt his first testicle slipping inside the new hole, stretching his new leaking hole and made it easy for his maleness to slide inside. The sensation of his balls slipping inside him was one to be rivalled, the hunter attempted to deny the pleasure he derived from it, even though his moans and drool said otherwise. Even as his second testicle squeezed inside the moist folds with a “squelch” he tried so hard to keep a focused mind, but he knew it was too late. Even though he may be doomed he refused to give in and tried to press against his attackers legs, but Andrea was too strong and powerful for this weak pathetic human. His resistances were shot down every time he attempted to escape, Andrea would make sure he could not leave and his body made sure he would enjoy submitting. 

The human's legs wobbled as his throbbing one inch cock pulled back towards his anus, and slowly slipped past where his balls once were until he felt a moistness forming around the loose skin. His foreskin and old cock-flesh began to loosen and split apart with a squelching wetness; the mass was being pulled and warped around the leaking hole like some invisible sculptor was reforming his cock. He felt the head of his tiny prick pulling into the folds, slowly nestling down into the wet gash as his piss-hole sealed up, and then his interior plumbing started to reorganise itself to be used in a more suitable fashion. Andrea humped faster and faster and snorted loudly from his nostrils, he could feel the human’s insides reshaping around his thick buck cock; he felt powerful and dominant in her act of taking yet another human’s body away, and replacing it with something far better.

The hunter gasped and moaned, still clawing at the dirt and leaved in a pathetic attempt to escape his captor, trying to resist the pleasurable sensations of his new genitals. He felt his former testicles moving inside him, slowly changing his insides and carving out a new area of flesh, changing and transforming what was once empty flesh into something more useful. Soon sensation died from his balls as they rested inside him, changed and transformed into something else, something far from male. The hunter felt his new throbbing lips curl around as his foreskin began to take on a different purpose, serving now as the lips for his new leaking femininity, his cock head now nestled between the folds as a clit, any shred of his former manhood has either disappeared or had been repurposed. Andrea snorted as he smelt the leaking female sex, the scent of which sent him over the edge, his prostate pounding inside him as he released his supply of seed. The hunter groaned loudly as he felt the thick buck cum empty inside him, his throbbing anus tingled with sensation and he wiggled his tail in delight, he could not deny the pleasure of that sensation. Andrea snorted as she felt her thick buck cum empty into the soon-to-be doe, bleating loudly in orgasm before she backed off, slowly feeling her slick cum covered prick sliding from the hunter's ass.

“Urhhhh...mmnnnnnooo...mmmmmore” moaned the hunter, knowing he could make his escape now, even with a partially transformed form, he might be able to make it. Though he wondered if he should, he wondered if he wanted too. Moments passed as seed leaked from his throbbing anus, fur starting to spread around his ass, thick white fluffy hairs pressed out his skin and began to ravage his groin and buttocks, the sight of which made Andrea rather rowdy again. Yet Andrea was not sated, her lust still remained, she couldn’t allow this human to leave with any shred of his humanity left, she would make this hunter his!

“nnnooo....mmmust get......AHHHHHH!!!!!” the hunter mumbled to himself as he started to move away, his reasoning came back for a split second, allowing him to move himself in a bid to escape. He let out a yelp of surprise as he felt the familiar furry belly against his back, Andrea mounting him again. He panicked as he felt the tip of the buck's prick probe his ass again, though not penetrating, Andrea seemed to be looking for something. The hunter scrambled, knowing if the stag was to penetrate him again, he didn’t know if he'd be able to resist. Finally Andrea found the hunter's new leaking throbbing hole, sliding his cock deep inside the human's moist folds.

“URHHHHhhhhhH!!!!!! OHHHHHH YEEESSS!!!” the hunter screamed loudly in delightful ecstasy as Andrea thrust her prick deep inside the changing human's less than human pussy. As soon as Andrea hilted the hunter, he felt the human’s legs and hips cracking under his weight.

“Fffuck me.......god.....yes more.....” moaned the hunter as he began to drool again, the feeling of a buck's slick cock sliding past his moist female folds was too much to resist. His legs cracked loudly as the bones began to reconfigure, his toes pressing hard against his shoes, the leather starting to give way to the pressure. The now female hunter pushed herself back against the buck, moaning in a light feminine tone as she felt the fur starting to slowly spread across her once male ass. She felt her buttocks pushing apart next, her gluttonous Maximus began to pull back, revealing her bright white ass and throbbing pink pussy, the lips already were thick and muscular like a doe. Her legs began to stretch out, the hunter moaning as she felt the once male legs stretch out and extend. Her toes burst free from the bindings of her boots, the thick nails slicing through the stitching and socks. Her two middle toes had started to engorge and enlarge, the nail expanding out and pushing into the dirt, acting as her pseudo-hoof while her other toes began to pull in and recede back into her foot and changing leg. Andrea bleated loudly, proclaiming her property while the hunter moaned at the same time, wanting to let the forest know that she was being mated, she was now his to submit to. 

The former hunters leg’s cracked upwards as her femur began to pull back into her lower body, her lower legs and feet starting to lengthen and take on a much more slender and even shape, her heel now slowly pulling up to become the joint in her rear legs. Her nails pressed into the dirt as they expanded and sharpened into two pointed tips, the rest of her toes pulled back and were absorbed quickly by the expanding flesh that was now her lower cervine leg. Andrea felt the half human shift under his weight, pressing her almost fully formed cloven hooves into the dirt and pressing her ass fully up against Andrea, forcing her cock further inside the moist doe pussy. Drool dribbled down the human face and onto the forest floor below as she felt tingling fur growth spread down her newly configured legs, the warm prickling feeling of fur was one of undeniable pleasure. She felt a few bones and joints pop and snap into place as the fur spread down her legs, slowly ravaging the human skin until it met the base of her hoof. The tingling subsided and the hunter looked down underneath her, to see two long slender pair of doe’s legs where her normal male human legs once were, moaning and reaching down her tightening human coat and feeling her still human belly flesh, further down to feel the soft warm white fur of her crotch, groaning at the feeling of being mated and fucked.

“Fffuuuck me…..make me yours….”moaned the former male hunter, her mind now broken and she’d passed the point of no return. Yet even as sad that she was to lose her humanity, she was happy to give it up so she could be something better than human. With a groan and grunt she pushed back using her delicate doe legs against her buck, grunting as she felt her ears cracking and creaking, extending out even further to become larger. She felt fur spreading up and around her head, changing the already short black hair; to a shade of red. Meanwhile her chest had begun to crack and stretch, expanding out to the sides and growing larger which only made her coat and overalls tighter.

Andrea snorted and continued to hump fast, feeling that familiar throbbing doe pussy around his cock made him wild for more, flicking his tail and bleating loudly in pleasure, knowing each thrust brought this human closer to deer hood. The hunter groaned as she felt his ribs stretching apart, her skin pressing against the weak fibres of polyester and the tightness began to make it hard to breathe. She panted and gasped, feeling the tightness get unbearable, before the pressure slowly started to relieve. The fibres of her jacket gave way under the pressure, the seam that ran down the back split apart and revealed a torn t-shirt underneath, but no human skin could be observed from the holes. Only thick layers of deer fur pushed out from the hunter’s skin, running all the way down to the tip of her tail. She gasped as the pressure against her chest was released, panting and moaning as she enjoyed the sensation of being fucked and filled once more. Her tattered remains of trousers fell loose down to her hoof, the rest of her underpants and trousers hanging freely from her back.

She felt a crack in both shoulders, causing her to shoot the arm that explored her fur back to the floor, her fingers rubbing across two growing teats as she moved her hand back, shivering at the thought of possessing heavy udders. The changing human groaned as her voice began to break a little, sounding a little more like the buck that humped her senseless, Andrea responding with a  loud mating call. 

The mating call did not fall on deaf ears, they fell on rather sensitive ones; ones that belonged to Andrea’s mate and partner. Chris stared from the safety of a tree behind them both, seeing Andrea’s cock plunging in and out of the fat pink doe pussy, knowing he was not only fucking another, but making just another mate. Her two fawns stood by her side watching their father mate with another doe, staring at the act yet too young to understand. Chris decided to wait until the deed was complete, she didn’t want to interrupt the human’s transformation, she would at least wait for the soon-to-be doe to become a full deer; after all she didn’t want to deny another the same pleasures she had.

The hunter felt new muscles twitch in her large rounded cervine ears, flicking them and turning them, groaning as she felt even more deer like with the ability to hear around her. Andrea leaned down and snorted past her new ears, taking the edge of one into his mouth and nibbling gently. This bite of passion only made the hunter groan loudly, again her voice changing rapidly to sound more like the bleating cry of a mating doe. Her hands cracked and popped loudly as the bones began to shift, the hunter groaning and panting as she felt the pressure build up in her fingers. Slowly her hands began to extend out, the two middle fingers had started to fatten and fuse together, while her other fingers receded like her toes had not minutes before. Another powerful thrust sent a shiver of changing pleasure through the body of the hunter, making her bleat loudly in a cervine tone for the first time as her hands cracked and extended out. A loud crack echoed from her shoulders and her upper arms began to pull up towards her chest, the nails on the tips of her two middle fingers thickened and pushed out like her feet had done before, stretching forwards and becoming a large pseudo-hoof. She groaned and bleated as a painful crack from her arms pulled her arms and hands upright, forcing her to stand on the tips of her thick nails. This nameless human looked down at the tips of her fingers, the hoof pushing into the dirt as her hands began to take the shape of a lower foreleg, her fingers vanishing into a thick heavy cervine leg. She smiled and arched her head up against her buck’s long furry neck, longing to have a neck like his, longing to be complete.

“make me your doe……urhhhhh don’t stoooop!” moaned this broken female hunter, once a man had now turned doe and wasn’t even fighting, only wanting more changes. A resilient fighter before, but as soon as he had felt the thick change inducing dick inside him; he no longer called himself “He” but now he was a “She”. The hunter’s forelegs snapped at the middle as the bones fused and popped into place, her lower arms hand hands now functioned as her forelegs while her upper arms had long disappeared into her upper body. She felt her shoulder blades pull back as she began to acclimatise to being on all fours; her hooves pressed into the dirt and felt a lot more comfortable to the changing human. A powerful thrust from Andrea sent a pulsing wave of heat through the less than human’s body and neck, the vertebrae cracking which slowly began to cause the hunter’s neck to stretch forwards and grow. 

“Yyyyeeeeessss….mooaooraaaarreee!” the hunter moaned as her vertebrae stretched out and causing her neck to grow longer, her once human voice box began to stretch and change as her larynx shifted purpose to only produce loud bleats and mating calls; that was until she learned how to talk another way. Fur spread underneath the hunter’s shredded coat and shirt, tingling down her newly completed forelegs, and the transformation made sure there was no pink skin left; replaced with a thick coat of beautiful reddish brown fur. The shredded coat and shirt fell down her now much thinner forelegs and down to the floor, which revealed a beautiful whitetail deer’s body. There were a few white spots around the rear which suggested that the former human was quite young, probably not much older than nineteen or twenty. Aside from a few patches of unchanged human skin which were being coated slowly with fur; her body was indistinguishable in shape to another doe. Her neck pushed out further and allowed her no time to revel in her new shape and form, she wobbled on her new four legs as she felt the buck above her thrust harder while his own forelegs rubbed up against her sides. The hunter’s neck pushed out and she purposefully rubbed the back of her head against Andrea’s, loving the feeling of her fur against his. She was unable to help herself and let out a bleat as her voice faded away into noises only a deer could make.

She flicked her ears happily as her neck pushed out further, finally slowing to a stop and she realised it was now almost as long as Andrea’s. She folded her large deer ears back against his neck as he increased the pace of his thrusts, bleating in feminine pleasure as he longed to be a complete doe. The thick cock throbbed deep inside the hunter, and made the former human’s moist doe folds quiver with excitement. A powerful pulsating throbbing emanated from deep within her new anatomy, it felt like a strong orgasmic sensation that seemed to be centred on her pussy lips. The hunter panted as she felt her vagina contract, her pussy lips squelching and contracting around the buck’s cock and she felt herself climax.

A long loud mating call echoed out in the forest from the new doe as her face began to push out, her orgasm singing through her foreign body as her gentle legs shook violently, which caused her body to quiver and shake. Her skull cracked and pushed forwards as her throbbing pulsating orgasm filled her mind and soul, she let out a loud bellow of joy and pleasure which Andrea joined in with. Her unfamiliar pulsating doe pussy sent Andrea over the edge, making his prostate explode deep within him again, this time with much more power than before. Thick streams of hot buck cum flooded her new vagina and womb, warmth filling her up as her face pushed out with a creaking noise. The hunter lost track of time, the sensation of her face pushing out seemed to take a lifetime in her eyes; as did the sensation of her orgasm.

Her nose pushed and shifted outwards as her skull extended, the colour changing from a pink to a deep wet black as the nostrils stretched apart. The orgasm shook through her and split her skull apart, her eyeballs moving to the sides of her head as the once blue pools expanded into huge dull animal eyes, and the large brown orbs stared out into the forest for the first time as a deer. The colours in the hunter’s vision shifted and fur began to ravage the human skin immediately, new scents being flooded through her new wet black nose, her lips and jaw pushing and cracking to match her snout. The overpowering senses dominated her thoughts and her orgasm seemed to pound behind them, her entire being felt more alive than she’d ever felt as a human. As her face deformed into a deer muzzle, it felt like her had face pushed out a mile further than it should, and her new teeth changed and settled in her long cervine mouth. Slowly her orgasm died down, the last patches of human skin were changed and converted as soft fur covered them over. The shreds of her clothes fell to the floor as her skull and face settled; a loud “pop” from her nose signified the change had completed, and left her sniffing through her wet black deer nostrils, and a hot cock still ached deep inside her doe vagina and womb. 

She bleated loudly as Andrea pulled out of her, snorting loudly she raised her new tail and flicked it at him; she happy to admit she was his property now, and his alone. Andrea grunted as he nuzzled her soft wet pussy lips, leaning down and licking the tips of her new udders, the four thick teats hung from the fluffy white fur. The same white fur almost covered her pink crotch-boobs completely, but the tips of her udders stood out. Shivers of pleasure flooded through the former hunter’s body, which was now that of just another whitetail doe; her tail flicking happily as she wobbled on her new hooves.

“That’ll teach you for being here….for being human” Andrea snorted heavily, her anger and rage dying down now the human was no more, and was just another doe for the forest to nurture. The former human nodded to Andrea; it would seem she seemingly understood the buck’s words, which both confused and comforted her. After all that’d happened she didn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth, she was happy she might be able to communicate at some point. She looked down at her former gear, the gun and her backpack seemed so inconsequential to her now; after all that’d happened. She’d lost everyone she cared about, all to the same vices she had succumbed to. And if that’s how the others were living, she was happy they may be as satisfied as she was. Andrea snorted happily and bleated to herself quietly, sniffing the air as the wind flushed past her head, coming from behind her she smelt something….a scent…..Chris…..

“How could you!!” shouted Chris loudly, her district female deer-like voice made Andrea’s large powerful heart sink in weakness, and his power and dominance soon disappeared. He folded his tail down and looked behind him, seeing Chris with his two fawns; she stood and watched their father hang his head and tail in shame.

“Get out of here!!” snorted Andrea, pushing the back of the new doe’s rear violently, the former hunter bleating as her survival reflexes kicked in. She darted over the trunk she’d lost her human form upon and bounded into the forest, running away as fast as she could to leave Andrea and Chris alone once more.

“How…how could you do this to me!?” Chris asked Andrea with a broken tone, her voice outwardly reflecting sorrow and disheartened grief. Andrea turned himself around, and pulled his head up to look at his doe, staring into her large brown eyes and realising just what he’d done.

“I…I’m…..i couldn’t……I’m so sorry baby…” Andrea said with a heavy voice, Chris could detect shame audibly building up in his throat; his tail was pinned flat against his rear in sorrow. Chris stared at him for a moment, looking down at her fawns, their fawns before looking up again.

“How could you!!! We’ve been together for years….I’ve given birth to your fawns. …and you repay me like….THIS!” Chris bleated as she raised her voice, absolute anger and disappointment was coursing through her, her two young baby deer backing off a little at their mother’s outburst.

“I’m….so sorry baby…I just couldn’t help myself, it was hard to breathe….i just had to…it….it wasn’t right, that human” Andrea replied, trying to explain herself to Chris, desperate to win her back. She was all he had in the world, his doe that had been faithful and remained his forever, he felt so ashamed for taking another.

“I…..i can’t…..i need to think…” Chris said to herself, trying to clear her head of anger and rage but the sheer fury she felt towards Andrea was unbearable. She slowly trotted towards Andrea’s side, walking past him and huffing through her nose in disappointment.
“Stay with your father…..i have to go for a bit my babies” Chris said, leaning her neck down and rubbed her nose against her two young. She pulled her head up and looked back at Andrea before wandering into the forest. Andrea turned her head to see his doe leaving….walking away from him, and for the first time; he feared she wouldn’t return

The two fawns looked up at their mother, as her figure disappeared into the leaves. Moments passed and she slowly became harder and harder to see; Andrea feeling sheer sorrow building up within his heart. Both his young started at their mother, Ryan bounded into the undergrowth and jumped onto the log to get a better view of his mother leaving, looking at her with his large intelligent brown eyes, and he spoke. He opened his mouth and let out a whimpering word, his first word….

“Mommy...”

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Chapter 7 : A town of ruin


Chris padded through the forest slowly and tried to calm herself down; her mind was filled with the thoughts and images of Andrea and the hunter, unable to remove the images of the dirty act they’d performed. The very change from human to doe wasn’t the problem; in fact Chris was pleased another could experience what she could. It was Andrea’s sheer unswaying disloyalty, she didn’t know if he couldn’t help it, or if his hormones had gotten the better of him. Either way she needed to think, she required time to clear her head and stretch her legs. She continued to trot through the undergrowth and tall grass of the forest which seemed so familiar to her now, the trees creaked loudly in the gentle wind all around her. She’d been walking in the same direction for hours and she was half considering leaving all together and finding another mate. It was tempting to do so and her emotional state seemed primed to perform this act, unable to anything but continue the life she’d been forced into; yet another part of her wanted to go back.

It was then she smelt something strange, she detected something artificial up ahead which seemed to almost directly in front of her. The smell seemed potent and very sharp to her nostrils, it smelled almost like something decaying or rotten. The smell was metallic, salty and pungent, and Chris could swear she’d smelled it before; the metallic tinge the scent possessed made it almost smell like blood. She turned her head and moved towards the smell, the stench whipping through the branches from in front of her from trees and into her nostrils. Chris finally saw something through the branches; a clearing and a large blue and red object but she couldn’t quite tell what it was yet. As she got closer she saw that the object was in fact a car, and the clearing was the road they’d travelled down over a year ago. Chris came out of the clearing at a slow cautious pace and found what appeared to be the remains of a ranger car. The paintwork has degraded away in certain areas and small sections of rust were present on the edges of the vehicle. Chris moved her nose down and sniffed the car, getting a whiff of the same metallic smell which explained the source of the scent that overwhelmed her wet black nose. Vines and plants grew around the wheels and began creeping around the bodywork, inside the car there was all manner of sticks, twigs and bedding. She assumed that the ranger that stopped them before had left her car unattended, and something had happened to her to prevent her from returning to her vehicle, she knew this as the keys were still in the ignition and by the looks of it, the engine would have still been running if not for the lack of fuel. Chris inspected the site further and noticed something strange; that the police car was parked just behind another clearing in the trees. The clearing seemed irregular though, as if it was carved out from the forest by something large and seemed to verge of the main road.

Chris walked along the road towards what looked like tire tracks and a huge area which had been carved out by something both massive and heavy. Her hooves clicked and clacked against the hard tarmac which was slowly coming apart, getting a shock at the noise at first before giggling a little at the humorous noise her hooves made. She moved her head back up to the clearing and glanced across the opening of the clearing to see felled trees in a large square section; and the back of a massive truck was visible at the end of the long tunnel of destroyed trees.  Chris walked towards the truck with fascination and interest, slowly seeing the top of the truck that had been carrying cargo was in disrepair and large barrels of chemicals were loosely strewn around the area the truck was sitting. Obviously the driver of the truck had lost control, crashed through the trees which had created the clearing and the cargo must have littered itself around the area. Chris smelled a very familiar tinge in the air, a tingling in her nose that she’d detected before. It was the same smell she’d detected at the watering hole almost every time she went to get a drink, the same smell of that foul purple liquid.

Chris padded her hooves into the soil next to the truck, and the huge tire tracks still mostly visible even after all the time it’d been there. And just like the police car it was rusted away, and had the same coppery metallic smell to it. The driver side door looked like it had been pushed open forcefully and there was no driver in sight, there was no trace of the person who might have crashed it, besides a large boot that lay in the ground. The boot looked like a fairly old fashioned black leather shoe; a single man sized boot lay in the grass that led towards the river that lay nearby. Chris would bet that the river led to the watering hole they’d found, and the drum belonged to this truck. Chris inspected the site further and as she began to leave her hoof marks not on dirt or foliage, but on something soft and pliant. She flicked her ears at this strange feeling under her leg and moved her nose down, parting the undergrowth aside to find a large ranger’s hat. The surface was tattered and dirty, but it was still in one piece. Nearby Chris found some tattered clothing, the colour even though faded was still visible as the typical green ranger outfit the park ranger wore when she pulled them over, some torn panties and a bra lay nearby also, both had been broken apart and torn asunder. 

Chris contemplated this strange discoverer and wondered what had happened; she was curious now to the implications of her discovery and was eager to find out what was going on. In the back of her mind it was an excuse not to return, not to come back and face Andrea and his actions. For the moment Chris just wanted something to clear her head, something to keep her occupied on the investigation at hand rather than facing her cheating mate. She returned to the road and the ranger’s car, sniffing around to see if she could find any food or objects of use. After an unsuccessful hunt for food Chris decided she’d walk down the road towards the town they’d passed, if only to see humanity one last time, and to see if she actually wanted to return. Her hooves clicked against the concrete once again as she made her way to the town, unsure of what she’d find but hopeful it would be something good.

Two hours of walking later and she saw the huge clearing to the town, the same clearing they’d passed when they travelled down the long road towards the camp site. It was that trip to the northern woods of America, that camp site they’d lost their own humanity at. Chris sniffed the air and could smell no burning petrol, no rubber or food or anything she’d expect to smell from an active town. Her ears pricked towards as she slowly padded down the tarmac road and into the clearing, slowly starting to realise something was wrong. Her tail shook with worry as her eyes began to scan across the buildings, immediately she noticed something was amiss. The buildings looked as if they were in disrepair, vines and plants were slowly growing over the bottom of the wooden supports, and the once well-kept gardens had become overgrown with the bushes and grass. She moved into the town to see cars parked on the roads, while other vehicles seemed to have hit lamp-posts and buildings, and nearly all of these had the doors flung wide open. Chris walked down the road towards the centre of the town where she’d seen a park, unable to help but look around her at the ruined town. Tattered remains of clothes littered the streets and shop doors were wide open. The contents of some of these stores, most notably the food shops seemed to be just outside, empty wrappers and containers which once contained food. Chris continued walking down into the town, inspecting the buildings and houses, and saw a hardware store with its doors lying on the floor. Two large hoof marks were imprinted on the back of the wood; as if a horse or other large animal had broken out from within. 

Chris continued towards the park, and slowly walked into the tall grassy area, obviously the grass had not been tended to for a good long while. Children’s swings and a roundabout were rusted and overgrown with vines; Chris was shocked how fast nature had taken over humanities influence on the world. She walked down the edge of the park and noticed a few metal signs that were still firmly implanted in the ground, with one saying “Please dispose of dog waste” which seemed to imply that there were dog owners. She walked further down the edge of the park and saw another sign nearer the middle that said “please do not feed the animals”, it was this sign that made Chris snort a little in amusement. It was funny to see such a sign when she was human and to think nothing of it, obviously wild animals had made a home in the park and town. It was important to the townsfolk to look after the wildlife and she felt a little foolish for thinking that the humans would have just killed her. She looked around from the park area towards more shops and some other buildings. She spotted to her right; a large shopping store that had its doors wide open, and the insides were filthy and dirty from animal tracks. Chris saw a car park in front of the store and several cars that had been parked or abandoned, however some of them seemed to have had items of interest lying within, papers and packets of food. Chris’s prey instincts were telling her not to move into a more open area, but she couldn’t pass up an opportunity to eat.

Chris gently trotted over to a car with its door that had been pushed open, tattered clothing that seemed strewn with grey fur was sat on the driver’s seat. However it wasn’t the ripped clothing she was interested in, instead she spotted an unopened Twinkie that sat in the passenger seat, along with a partially ripped and torn newspaper. There were also several newspapers and newsletters strewn over the streets along with torn clothes. However Chris was too hungry to pay attention to news articles, and the first thing on his mid was sating his hunger.

She sniffed the still packaged Twinkie to see if it had gone off, but thankfully she couldn’t smell anything bad from its surface, the glorious hostesses treats seemed to last for an eternity. She bit the tip of the packet with her teeth and angled her hoof up, pressing against the surface and tearing the packaging apart. An aroma of soft cream and chemicals entered her nostrils, and even though it smelled odd she didn’t deny it tasted good. She wasted no time to stuff it into her mouth as she consumed the small tasty treat, nibbling away at the soft exterior and smooth creamy interior. The piece of junk food was a welcome change from plants and bark; and with her lips smothered with cream she pushed her long pink tongue out and licked the end of her muzzle clean, shaking her tail happily. 

After the small treat she looked around inside the car, sniffing and smelling out anything she could find to eat, even after the Twinkie she still felt hungry. After being unable to find anything more to eat her eyes glanced across the passenger seat again, seeing a scrap of newspaper sitting on the seat which appeared to be held down from blowing away in the wind by a pair of car keys. The newspaper seemed to have a main headline, which seemed to make Chris’s tail flicker with interest and her ears prick towards the article; which read….
NEW VIRAL PANDEMNIC
CAN ALTRATON BE TRUSTED?

After a shocking new report today the health minister has issued a public health warning relating to a new viral outbreak. The pandemic alert has been raised from zero to the highest state that is possible. Citizens are being urged to wear masks at all times and the outbreak seems centred on several populated areas and a few selected rural sectors of the country. The viral outbreak is worldwide and every country that has an Altraton production plant is experiencing this. The outbreak seems to be coming from several crashed transport trucks, carrying hundreds of different strains of the popular genetic reconstruction drug known as “G.R.A.F.T” which has been heralded at curing nearly all genetic diseases. Altraton is denying all claims to these outbreaks, but can the famous Ryker be trusted with the truth?

After reading this Chris felt her heart grow heavy, looking around she saw the shops and town had been decimated, and she saw no humans in sight and feared that perhaps they’d all suffered the same fate, maybe worse. She moved her head from the car and looked around towards the shop, seeing more tattered newspapers lying around on the floor she slowly trotted towards them, seeing what appeared to be a slightly different article which caught her attention. Before she could get to the newspaper however she heard movement in front of her from the shop itself, rustling paper and falling cans stopped her body from moving at all. She froze and was ready to lift her tail, her ears swivelling and centring on the noise, her eyes wide and her body ready to run. Her human mind vanished for a moment as pure cervine instinct dominated her brain, she was unable to do anything but think like a deer at this point. To Chris’s surprise a large grey wolf slowly padded out of the shop, the likes of which Chris had never seen before and even as a majestic doe herself; she had to admit that the creature before her was magnificent. The large grey wolf looked up at the doe, his huge orange eyes staring at the almost startled deer. Chris was absolutely terrified, she was ready to flee, and she was ready to push all the energy she had to run as her survival instincts took control of her human mind.

But to her surprise the wolf did not growl, and did not give chase or bare his teeth. Instead he bowed his head and body down, gently pressing his nose against the floor in a slow and almost gentlemanly like fashion, before moving his head back up to the doe. Chris rested her tail and felt a bit taken back from this action, before she herself felt it necessary to bow. She didn’t know what else to do and felt rather confused, she didn’t want to appear rude and gently bent her foreleg before moving her head back up, unsure what would happen next. Without much hesitation the beautiful grey wolf turned its head and walked down the steps then took a turn to his right, padding down the street and wagging his tail and then promptly disappearing behind a building. Chris looked with shock and disbelief at where the wolf had once stood, and tried to take in what had just happened. 

After a few moments had passed she wandered over to the newspaper she originally saw lying on the floor, bending her neck and head down to look at the article. The article had a picture of a city as its main headline, which she couldn’t quite identify as the ink had faded away too much. Though it was clear the city was under attack by something, as pillars of smoke and fire burned in areas of the city, cars crashed on the streets; it looked like mayhem as the article clearly showed...

“GLOBAL TAKEOVER
G.R.A.F.T STRAIN MUTATES – BILLIONS CONVERTED
6 months after the first infection was sighted over half the world’s population has fallen to the virus known as GRAFT, thousands of animals and humans have been affected by the virus and it now ravages the entire eastern and western seaboards. Many countries have already fallen to the plague and none have been left unconverted within these new RED areas. Humans are urged to stay away from any animal, whether it may be a GRAFT victim or not, to avoid conversion themselves. The worldwide pandemic has reached destructive proportions and many have stated this is the “end of the world as we know it”, we can only hope that the splintered groups of survivors will remain, god help us all.”

Chris looked up from the paper down the road to see where the wolf had walked, seeing movement in the trees and bushes, realising what had happened as everything had become clear.
She had stumbled across a converted animal, a human who had been changed just like them. Their bodies transformed into animals. But Chris guessed it wasn’t just deer, but wolves, horses and probably even cows. Any animal in the world could be a carrier of its own genetic code, to infect humans and only humans, considering that that the barrel full of the drug didn’t affect her. Chris flicked her tail and looked back down at the news article, her mind taking in what this meant. The date for the article was just under a year ago, and it had only taken five months for the virus to go from a concern to changing half the world’s human population; changing them into animals. Chris shuddered and realised that her world, the human world she left behind was no more. At least it was no more from where she was, most likely her friends and family had fallen to conversion, her work and old human life was gone forever. She’d already accepted the loss of her old life, but the knowledge that she’d never return to a world that no longer existed was a blow she did not expect.

Her mind turned to Andrea, her mate that still waited in the forest for her. Her two young fawns that longed for her to return, they needed their mother to nurture and look after them, to feed them. She looked back at the news article and noticed the part that described residents staying away from “any animal” for risk of conversion. Chris didn’t change from the presence of Andrea the first time, she became a doe when Andrea had mated her, and made her into what she was.

It explained the hunter who was by himself, the realisation that these G.R.A.F.T converted animals were driven to change, the way the virus was programmed it made the instinct to breed and turn any humans they came across impossible to resist; at least for the males. Chris’s heart sank in her chest, the realisation of what she’d done to her buck, the shocking revelation that Andrea couldn’t have stopped his desires no matter how hard he may or may have not tried.

Chris looked up at the town of ruin that lay before her, padding back on her four hooves she turned her head away from the broken cars and destroyed shops, the tattered clothes and remains of what she’d once considered a human town. Now it was home to the things that were once human, any animal that could be infected with G.R.A.F.T could infect humans, and in turn they would become one with nature that had birthed them. And like nature before, it would ravage humanity’s stain on the world, crumble its buildings, rot their food and seed the earth again with new life and renewed animals.

Whether this was the intention of Altraton or not, remained to be seen, but Chris didn’t care. She realised she had a stag waiting for her, that loved her and cared for her. She also had her two fawns, her two babies that loved their mother and needed her milk to survive. She couldn’t leave even if she wanted to, the best she could do was live the life she’d been given so graciously by chance; fate had nothing to do with her future.

With that thought the smarter and wiser doe trotted down the tarmac road, and back the way she came, leaving the town full of former humans; for it was a bad memory

A town of ruined humans and old memories; it was a stain on the world which nature would soon eradicate.

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Chapter 8 : home at last


Andrea sat with his two fawns in the undergrowth, nuzzling them gently and watching them play. He tried to remain happy and confident for his fawns, secretly however; he was lost without his doe.  Ryan jumped about and played happily with his sister, nuzzling her neck and bounding around in joyous bliss and ignorance of the world around them. However in their minds they were missing their mother; and even Andrea could sense they needed their doe to look after them. The saddened stag heard a twig break behind him, turning his ears and head quickly he expected a predator, he never got used to his survival instincts taking over his head. His heart beat slowed as he saw Chris standing before him, she’d obviously slowly walked up to see her fawns playing. Both Ryan and Jenny pricked their ears and looked at their father, then up at Chris to seeing their mother standing before them.

“Mommy!!!” they both shouted as they bounded over to Chris, jumping through the undergrowth towards their mother, past Andrea and nuzzled into her legs. Chris was almost tearful they were able to talk finally, but she kept her celebrations contained and merely enjoyed seeing her young again, leaning down and bending her foreleg to nuzzle into them with her wet nose, smelling their familiar smells and feeling happy to simply be with them once more.
 
“Chris…I am….so sorry baby” Andrea said as Chris moved her head up to look at him with a look of mixed emotions. Chris stared at Andrea and nodded, closing her eyes for a second and just taking in the reality of having her fawns and buck back, trying to let go of the past and accept what she had in the present.

“It’s….ok” Chris replied with a rather happy tone of voice, looking towards Andrea as he padded forwards towards his mate, a sense of longing seemed to shimmer in his wistful eyes. Chris leaned in and gently rubbed her soft black nose against Andrea's, taking in his scent and just being happy she was with him again.

“I know what happened…and I know you couldn’t help yourself, I’m just happy to be with you. If it happens again then it’s something I just have to deal with” Chris said to Andrea, her fawns still nuzzling between her legs, sniffing her belly and trying to find the real reason they’d bounded over to see their mother. Andrea nodded and bowed his head slightly before moving in to gently nuzzle Chris on the neck, rubbing his own neck against hers happily. Andrea was so pleased to hear those words, yet he was confused as to why she’d changed her mind.

“I’m so happy baby…I’m sorry It had to happen….what made you change your mind?” he asked hesitantly as he moved his head back to look into Chris’s large brown cervine eyes.

“Let’s say that we’re not the only ones who let go of our old life, and I just want to be happy with my new one” she replied with an expression of happiness, or as much as Chris could display joy on her limited set of facial expressions.

Andrea said not a single word more as he leaned in to embrace Chris with his neck, nuzzling into her with his body and hold her tightly in a warm loving embrace. Chris bleated quietly as she felt Ryan and Jenny nibble at two of her four teats, her warm pink udder throbbing as she felt them suckling milk again. More maternal hormones flooded her blood again, the pressure building up behind the teats which made Chris close her eyes happily.

It may not have been the perfect existence for Chris and Andrea, it may not have been as glamorous or as enjoyable as their old lives as humans. Chris didn’t know if the world would recover, or be better off as a huge living zoo, the way it was before humans came to be.
 
But she was sure of one thing, that she had a buck, two healthy hungry fawns suckling away who would grow to be large healthy adults just like their parents. 

Chris may not have her old human life, the complicated pleasures and lavish existence she once possessed prior to her transformation…

But she was happier in her newer one…as a doe.

And as a mother…