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Deer's Antlers

By MisstressChange

*Ding-ding* rang out the small bell above the curtain-covered, windowed door as a young woman walked into the dimly lit, dusty, old shop. She looked behind herself as the door closed, grasping the knob to make sure it didn't slam shut. Her head turned and swiveled about the place, eyes wandering as she took in the strange store that had spontaneously popped up overnight. Maria wanted to grab her usual large mocha peppermint latte from the Cup-o-Coff coffee shop like she always had after her classes. She especially needed it on Fridays like today, being fatigued from a week of art school. She wasn't expecting the shop to be replaced entirely.

While Maria was disappointed about the sudden loss of her favorite coffee place, she was at least optimistic about this new place. Maria considered herself a spiritual person in the alternative sense. She collected all manners of energy crystals and stones, hung dream catchers in her room, and lit her spaces with pink rock salt. She also practiced "witchcraft" every once in a while and loved making areas smell soulful with ritual incense. As she took her first steps into the store, she saw more and more of the things she held dear.

Wooden bins of crystals flanked her left side as she walked in, and dream catchers hung near the smoked-out windows. Venturing further around the store, she found a plethora of creepy trinkets and occultist objects. She smiled to herself as she walked about the shop, dragging her hands along the dusty surfaces. She could always find a new place to get her coffee fix, there were already three Starbucks in her town, but there hadn't been a new age shop since the last one closed during the recession. It was nice to finally have a place to shop for her interests other than online.

It was then she noticed the store was devoid of anyone else. So she walked over to the front desk where the dusty cash register was, peering over its well-kempt hardwood top to see if anyone was behind it, maybe crouched down for whatever reason. When it was clear no one was there, she tried looking into the back room, whose door had been left open and light left on. But, no one was there as far as she could tell.

"Hello?!" She called to the back room, hoping to meet the individual that had set up such an intriguing establishment. When she received no answer, she just shrugged her shoulders and decided to move on. She'd have to come back to the shop with her friends later that weekend. Just as she was turning to leave, she spotted something that made her double back. It was a large wooden display, covered in tarot patterns and floral designs. The ascending rows atop it held ranks of tall, slim, paper envelopes of all different colors. She knew just what they were, incense. She stopped dead in her tracks and headed straight for the display.

"Oh, sick." She commented to herself, taking no time to grab one of the envelopes from the display. Looking it over, she noted the golden inscription one-third of the way from the top of the orange paper. "Foxes Tail," she read out loud, taking a curious sniff shortly after. It smelled like pumpkin spice; the way the Cup-o-Coff always smelled in the fall as everyone and their dog ordered the cliché flavor. She put the envelope back in its spot and picked up another yellow one with black ink splotches. "Cheetah's Spots," she read again, once again bringing it to her nose, inhaling its scent. It smelled like the most fluffy, buttery pancakes she'd ever smelt.

"Mmmm." She hummed in approval. She was considering getting it, but her curiosity won out, wanting to try the others first. So, putting down the 'Cheetah's Spots,' she searched through the others, reading each name and sampling each scent. Her search stopped, however, at a walnut brown envelope called 'Deer's Antlers.' When she brought it to her nose, she noticed it smelled distinctly like peppermint and coca. It reminded her of Christmas time, the same way the coffee did that she had bought every day.

Maria sighed happily. This was the one. She was going to take this one home, and there was no doubt about it. She turned around and flinched as a hooded figure now stood behind the counter, mildly startling her. She brought her hand to her chest and giggled nervously. "Sorry, I didn't know you were here." She walked towards the desk, holding the brown envelope out to the figure she assumed was the shop owner. "I'd like to buy this." Her voice was cheery, hoping to make an excellent first impression with this person. The person responded with a raspy, wispy voice.

"I am always here, my dear." Her voice sounded like she needed to clear her throat. As Maria reached the counter and the figure held her hand up. "Please, dear, no charge. The first one is always free." Maria stopped in her tracks.

"Oh. Are you sure? I'm happy to pay you. It's not every day our town gets a cool store like this." Maria smiled kindly at the shop owner. The mysterious lady rested her hands on the counter and clasped them together, steepling her fingers. With the light so dim, Maria was oblivious to the fur covering them and the claws that barely emerged from her fingertips.

"Yes, yes. Quite sure, my dear. I just know you'll be back for more, and there's plenty more where that came from." Maria lowered her arm and began unslinging her bag from her shoulders.

"Ok, if you say so." She opened the canvas flap covering the bag's opening. "This is very kind of you. I promise I'll be back to buy some more stuff. Ordering from the website I usually buy my things from is always such a pain. The deliveries take forever, and they mark everything up way too much." She tucked the brown envelope into her bag and closed the flap. The figure cocked her head to the side as she listened to the girl. Unsure how to respond.

"It's a good thing I showed up then." The figure croaked out to her. "It would seem you were... in need of some...change." She lay her hands flat on the counter as Maria stood up, slinging her bag back over her shoulders. She grasped one of the leather straps.

"I guess so, eh?" Maria pulled her phone from her short coat and checked the time. "Oh shit, I gotta run. it's my turn to cook tonight, and I still need my coffee." She stepped a little closer to the figure and offered the figure her hand for a handshake. "It was nice to meet you." The figure took a step back and crossed her arms over her chest. One of her arms raised with her hand held up, motioning Maria to stay away.

"Sorry dear, I have a cold. Wouldn't want such a nice girl as yourself getting sick." Maria stopped for a moment and then took a step back when the figure explained herself. It made sense to her; her voice 'was' pretty hoarse.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. But, yeah, I should probably keep my distance then." She brushed her hand through her dark hair awkwardly. The figure nodded her head.

"Very good. A smart girl you are." A cat jumped up onto the counter, and the figure began petting it without looking away. Maria just watched her pet the cat, fiddling with her hair and forgetting that she needed to go.

"You better hurry now, dear, wouldn't want to be late." Maria jumped a little at her reminder.

"Oh. Yes! I will be back tomorrow for more things, I promise." She started for the door, raising her voice a bit. "I love the store! Hope you feel better and have a nice night!" She turned and waved before reaching for the doorknob. The figure gave her a brief wave in return.

"You have a nice day too, deary." The figure croaked, still petting her cat. Then, with a *ding* the door to the outside opened, and Maria headed out into the warm, sunny street. The door clasped shut behind her with another *ding* of the bell, leaving the shopkeeper alone with her cat. Two other cats hopped up on the counter, sitting around her patiently. The shop owner looked over the three cats and pulled her hood from her head, revealing her cougar-like face and head. "I like that girl. I think she'll be a very...loyal...customer."

When Maria returned home, paper coffee cup in hand, she found her friend and roommate, Frankie, cuddling with her boyfriend, Dustin. The two were in the living area of their small, two-room apartment, watching TV on the couch. Some reality TV show played on the screen, obviously Frankie's choice, as Dustin would rather watch the football game. Frankie heard Maria come in and contorted her body in Dustin's arms so she could greet her.

"Heya, Mar-Mar!" Frankie called out from where she was, waving an arm up high. Maria waved back at Frankie and her boyfriend.

"Heya, guys!" She responded gleefully, waving back.

"How was your day?" Frankie asked with a playfully yet sassy inflection. Maria set her bag and coffee down on the kitchenette counter before answering.

"Oh, you know. As stressful as usual." She spoke while rummaging through her bag. "There's this sick new store where the Cup-o-Coff used to be. It sells all sorts of cool trinkets, energy crystals, tarot cards, sage." She continued to list off the various items she saw when Frankie interrupted her.

"Wait, where did the Cup-o-Coff go? I was just there yesterday. It didn't look like they were going out of business or moving. Stores don't just turn into different stores overnight." She peered over at her friend with an inquisitive look. "Are you sure you went to the right place?"

"Yeah, it was pretty weird."

"Well, that sucks. I really liked that place." Frankie mourned her favorite coffee place. David chimed in.

"Meh, that place was expensive, and the owner was a bitch." Frankie elbowed him, frowning.

"Yeah, but the coffee was the best in town. Totally worth it." Maria replied, backing up her friend's displeasure with the missing shop. "But hey! I found these while I was there. Check these out!" Maria pulled the envelope of incense sticks from her bag and tossed them to the couple on the couch. Dustin caught it, and Frankie snatched it from his hands, sticking her tongue out at him. She squeezed open the top and took a sniff of the stuff. A mix of peppermint and chocolate filled her nose.

"Mmmmmm, this is nice. Smells like Christmas!" She remarked. The envelope flipped around in her hands so she could read the name of it. "Deer's Antlers. Like reindeer? Aren't those elk?" She passed the envelope back to Dustin, who took a whiff of his own, humming in satisfaction.

"I guess so. I'm gonna burn some when I'm in my room later." She moved her stuff off the counter and put it on the dining table so she could start dinner.

"Coooool. Can we have one for out here?" Frankie asked hopefully.

"Sure! The new shop owner gave me those for free. She's kinda weird, but I like her." Frankie wasn't really paying attention to Maria anymore. Instead, she pulled a dark brown incense stick from the envelope, fascinated by it.

"Coool." She repeated while Maria still spoke. Maria stopped when she saw the girl wasn't listening and looked to Dustin, who gave her an eye roll, empathizing with the girl. Then, deciding to start dinner, Maria pulled a couple of pots from the cupboards and filled one with water. She would make her 'world famous' spaghetti for everyone tonight, a dish they universally loved. And if she made enough, she'd have plenty for leftovers.

After the three of them scarfed down their supper and the dishes were put away, Maria decided to recuse herself to her room. The week had been hectic, and she needed to get some much-needed meditation and self-reflection in. So she scooped her bag off the counter and headed for her room, saying good night to the other two. They'd be spending the night watching movies, and she wanted to give them their space. Besides, she had plenty of school work to get started on.

Closing her door behind her, she tossed her bag on her bedspread and removed her jacket, hanging it on the office chair at her desk. The girl went back to her bag and pulled the envelope of incense from it. She slipped one of the sticks from the brown paper and stuck it in her beautifully crafted incense holder, then fiddled with a matchbox before striking a match and lighting the stick.

Maria wafted the fresh scent toward her and took in its delightful aroma of candy canes and chocolate. She hummed a satisfied hum to herself and switched on the two pink salt lamps that adorned each side of the incense, setting a calm, inviting tone to the room. As she walked across the room to her desk, she felt a strange tingling in her loins. Her thick thighs became somewhat more noticeable as she walked.

Unfolding her laptop, she tapped in her password and opened her music player. With a tap of her finger on the mousepad, she started her meditation playlist, and the room filled with the calming, ambient sound of waves lapping at a beach in the night. She sighed contently to herself and stood back from the desk, ready to begin.

As she climbed onto her bed, the strange feeling between her legs flared up. She tried to put it out of her mind, figuring she was just getting a little too comfortable. The day had been a tiring one, and it was only compounded by how crazy her week had been. Surely, it was only natural that she'd feel a little weird being able to relax finally. Some proper meditation would ease these feelings.

She crossed her legging-wrapped legs and leaned back against the wall that flanked her bed. Her immaculately made bedspread was barely disturbed by her presence. She lay her arms on her legs and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. The Christmas scent a smidgen stronger now as the smoke began to make its way throughout the cozy, dimly lit room.

Maria began emptying her mind, letting the worries wash away and entering a calm state of being. She inhaled another long breath, the peppermint smell tickling her nose. The more the girl breathed in the pleasant aroma, the more she found herself slipping into a trance. Deeper and deeper, she sunk, becoming more relaxed, her mind blanking in the best of ways. Unbeknownst to her, the incense had begun to smoke with greater intensity, yet burning down so slow it was like it wasn't burning at all.

Soon the sounds of the beach had ended, and the sounds of a windy pasture now filled the room. Gentle breezes flowed through fields of grass; waves of green mimicked the ocean waves of the previous track. Maria was now entirely in a meditative trance, taking long, deep breaths of the thickening air. The feeling in her loins began to flare up into a kindling fire. Though in her current state, those feelings were being pushed to the back of her mind.

Time went on, and the track of the windy fields ended, and the playlist began the next track. Maria wrinkled her nose as the track started, noticing the scent a little more, even in her current state. Slowly the sounds of a deep forest filled the room. Leaves falling from trees, birds singing to one another, trees groaning as the upper wind currents tussled their highest points.

She could see herself there, slowly walking through the woods, feeling the warmth of the sun's rays as they broke through the forest canopy. Leaves crunched, and branches snapped under her feet as she strode carefully. The girl felt odd as she walked, unlike she had ever traveled before on foot. She turned her head downward in her fantasy world to make out two long, brown, furry legs ending in even-toed hooves. She had to crane her neck down to see that part of herself as her neck and head seemed to extend from the front of her body.

Strangely, she was not alarmed by this revelation, and she proceeded to turn her head so she could see behind her. It was then that she noticed her vision had changed too. She had a much wider field of vision that allowed her to see all around her. Her body came into view, and she identified it as her rearmost half. Her white-furred tail flickered behind her, something she did subconsciously. Maria turned her head back as the realization that she was now a deer hit her.

She should have, in all rights, been terrified of her situation, but she wasn't. In fact, Maria liked it. It felt right to her. As she turned her head to take in her serene surroundings, she noticed a weight making her movements a tad bit sluggish. She stepped toward the nearest tree and lowered her head, taking a few careful steps. Just as she expected, her head was blocked by a rack of antlers bumping the tree's trunk. Was she...a male?

She was about to stretch her neck to look beneath and between her legs when a noise interrupted her. It was a noise that she knew well, while also never having heard it before. It awakened something inside of her, or...him? Maria's ears twitched as the noise rang out through the woods once again, locating the direction of its source. It was a bleating call. The call of...a female. Not just a female, but a female in heat.

His ears moved as he heard it a third time. Then, noting the direction, he bounded off enthusiastically through the woods, easily and quickly clearing the long-distance in little time. He was determined to reach the potential mate before another buck found her. If he had any competition, he'd have to fight them off. Maria stopped as he reached the edge of a clearing. The sun shone brightly into the meadow, making the grass glow a golden green. Various bugs and floating seeds lit up in the sun's rays.

There, in the middle of the clearing, was what he had been striving for. A beautiful, young doe stood there, bathing in the sun. She had her attention on Maria now, wary of the sudden movement he had made as he approached the clearing. He could smell her, and she smelled better than anything that had graced his nose before. Her heat drew him to her, and he started slowly into the meadow towards her.

She recognized Maria as a mate, and rather than run off, she turned to present her posterior to him, white tail raised. Maria took this as the go-ahead to fulfill his baser instincts and began trotting faster toward the doe. Her scent drove the buck crazy. His heart pounded. There was nothing that could stop Maria now; he needed to mount this enticing lady deer. Finally, Maria reached the doe and stopped only momentarily before propelling his frontal half upward. His spindly legs clamped around her bulky torso. He could feel how hard his deer cock was for her, and with a mighty thrust, he entered her.

Maria made a loud bleat as she awoke from her trance. She had to clasp her hands over her mouth to stop the sudden animalistic noise from disturbing the two outside. Her eyes shot open as she awoke, but she could not make out anything in her room. Instead, a thick fog of slightly brown smoke choked the air, blocking all view. Maria looked back and forth between her desk and the dresser where the incense was. All she could make out was the blurry white glow of her laptop screen as it tried desperately to penetrate the fog, as well as the dull glow of amber, pink light from her lamps on her dresser.

Maria let go of her hands from her mouth as she tried to comprehend what she had just dreamed about. The obscene amount of smoke was but a second thought as she went over the strange imagery. She recalled the doe in the meadow and her, or 'him' at the time, mounting her. The pace of her breathing increased as she went over the lewd scene in her mind, every breath inhaling more of the sweet smoke.

Maria could ignore the raging fire between her legs no longer. Her right hand dug frantically into the waistband of her leggings, pulling her loose t-shirt out of the way with her left. Her right made its way through the damp fabric, pulling her thong aside so she could access her puffy mound. Maria sighed out in delight at the relatively cool touch of her hand on her hot, slick pussy. Her fingers dipped briefly into her hole before sliding up to play with her clit.

The girl huffed as she played with herself, inhaling more smoke with each breath. She had never felt this horny before. It felt like she would die without release, a raging inferno causing her to combust and be consumed in the pink and purple flames of lust. Her left hand gripped the sheets like the jaws of life as she sunk three whole fingers as deep as she could inside herself. A ragged moan escaped her throat, and her toes curled. The vivid imagery of her daydream swelled in her mind. She began playing out what would have happened after she...he mounted the doe. She imagined herself...himself thrusting into her like the wild animal she was, bleating at the feeling of her.

Maria soon felt like something was amiss. Her fingers were no longer enough for her. A new desire grew that couldn't be satisfied with fingering herself. Her fingers abandoned her entrance to appease this powerful new instinct. The three fingers, now slick with her juices, rubbed small circles over her clit, making her gasp out with shock. Her little bean felt so much more sensitive than usual. It felt good, it felt right, like this was what she was supposed to touch the entire time, like the rest of her pussy was secondary, if that.

She reluctantly pulled her hand away so she could yank down her leggings, taking her turquoise thong with them. Next, she yanked off her shirt and bralette to alleviate some of the lustful heat raging inside her body. With her clothes discarded, her hand flew back to her clitoris, getting a surprise as it returned. Her Clit appeared to have grown, now two inches long, stiff, and poking out from its hood. Maria cried out faintly when her hands ran over the sensitive new flesh. She was unbelievably aroused, and the juices of her neglected pussy ran down onto the bedsheets beneath. Yet, she refused to touch anything but her clit. Something deep inside her told her it was right, and it felt so much righter.

Maria's clit continued to grow in her fingers. She could easily squeeze it between her digits now. It had to be at least four inches. Her fingers moved up and down, stroking it as if it were a penis. She moaned, the new sensations of rubbing her enlarged clit feeling better than anything before. However, these weren't the only sensations feeding into her overall pleasure. Unbeknownst to her, other changes were being made all over her body.

They started with her legs hanging over the side of the bed. Her ankles cracked as they rearranged, changing to a digitigrade form, adding joints. She bleated happily as her toes shifted, merging and fusing, their skin hardening and turning black. Maria couldn't see but could definitely feel her new hooves as she wiggled the two halves meagrely. Her free hand ran down her curvy thighs, reacting to the rippling sensation of her skin as the fat beneath was replaced with pure muscle. They became as toned and defined as a Greek goddess while retaining their curves. She looked like she had been doing nothing but leg day for months.

"Yeah, oh yeah." Maria sighed out, bleating softly as the changes continued. Fur sprouted from her new, cloven feet and spread steadily up her legs, growing ever closer to her hips. Running her free hand through her new pelt, she followed the fur along her thigh, feeling it grow from her skin in real-time. She smiled to herself, eyes closed. Another soft bleat escaping her throat.

Her hand was wrapped firmly around her growing cock. That's what it had to be called at this point. It had the skin and shape of one, and when she pulled the skin down its shaft, there was a definite slit at the very tip. The labia beneath began fusing together, closing her vulva and growing fresh flesh over. Maria cared not that her womanhood was diminishing, indeed, soon to be gone completely. Instead, she embraced the buck she was becoming. She wished to become as close to the one from her dream as she could. It felt so right.

As the brown fur spread over her crotch, her genitals began their final changes. Her ovaries sunk into the new scrotal flesh that had formed from her labia and her new sack filled with new testes, the size of golf balls. Biting her lower lip, her free hand cradled her new balls, rolling them in her hands as she pumped her now seven-inch-long cock. She had been absentmindedly holding her breath as she focused on these specific changes. So fond of her new virile parts, so ready to mate, to properly impregnate a fertile doe.

Her hand pumped her growing cock harder and faster. She was panting now, each breath drawing in more and more peppermint smoke. Maria's mind was clouding as it became as animal as the rest of her body was. Her hand left her balls to follow the fur as it journeyed up her torso. Her somewhat chubby tummy was shrinking, the fat burning away, revealing the new washboard abs that now adorned her stomach.

The fur washed over her new tummy and continued toward her tits. Like on the inside of her thighs, the fur on her belly was white rather than brown, drawing more attention to the new muscles poking out from beneath her pelt. Maria was preparing for her breasts to shrink, excited to feel the fresh, strong pectorals awaiting under them. But to her surprise, her breasts were gaining in size, inflating from her previous C-cup to an impressive double D. She abandoned her new cock momentarily so she could bring both hands to her tremendous tits, lifting them with pleased curiosity. As the furry pelt spread up and over them, her nipples darkened. She pinched them between her fingers, rolling the nubs. She shuttered and moaned, bleating out at the sparks of pleasure conjured by her touches.

A pressure at her tailbone made her wiggle her round, toned ass back and forth. Her new tail was forming, snaking under her lower back and fluffing with fur. One side was the same walnut brown as most of her fur while the bottom side was the same white as her belly. The pelt spread up her shoulders and down her newly toned arms. Her fingers shifted much like her feet. Pinky and ring fingers merged while middle and index fingers merged, their nails darkening and encompassing the ends of them. This change left her with only two fingers and one thumb on each hand, each finger capped off with a round, thick, tapering black nail. They felt strange to her as they groped her breasts, but good nonetheless, still nimble if not a bit clumsy.

As the brown fur spread down her arms to her fingers, so did it spread up her neck to her head, ushering in the final changes that would make her the powerful buck she was meant to be. She gritted her teeth as her face began to push forward, filling her ears with a creaking sound. The spread of her fur slowed as it waited for her flesh to finish molding into its new cervine shape. Her nose flattened, the skin darkening and pulling into her lengthening muzzle. Her gritted teeth change too, becoming more prominent, flatter, reshaping into those of a herbivore.

Maria brought her hands back to her cock, like it was calling to her. It had stopped growing at a hefty ten inches, and she was able to get both of her thick-digited hands around it. The soon-to-be fem-buck worked the skin up and down, her foreskin gliding over her head. Pre ran down her hands as she stroked herself, and she bleated away happily at the feeling.

"Ho...yeah, that's it. That feels really goooood." Maria huffed to herself. Her fur had spread down her muzzle, ending at her black nose. White fur flanked her nose and ran up the front of her neck and under her muzzle. Her head fur ran up through her curled, dark hair, leaving her beautiful locks intact and finalizing the pelt that covered her flesh. With her fur finished, her ears had already started to elongate, growing longer and broader. Maria soon found she could move them in different directions, picking up different sounds. She could hear moans coming from the room beyond her own. The two outside must be succumbing to the smoke from their incense just as she was.

The thought of her friends changing into deer people suddenly left her mind as a brain-splitting pressure erupted from her new cervine head. She craned her head back, neck arching so she could rub the aching part of her head against the wall in desperation. One of her hands left her cock so she could rub at her splitting noggin.

Her fingers ran over the budding nodules of her new antlers. She gritted her teeth as they branched out further. Slowly, they grew like trees from her skull. They scraped against the wall, digging through the paint and primer, making a groove in the gyprock as it fell away in white dust to the bedspread below.

The vibrations eased the ache of her head and soon added to the pleasurable sensations, making it enjoyable. Her hand abandoned the growing antlers so she could brace herself as she ground her new rack into the wall. The grinding noises overpowered the ambient sounds coming from her laptop. She moaned out in delight.

"Ooohh, yeah...that's the stuff." She commented to herself, the feeling of her antlers on the wall bringing her to the edge. Eventually, her head and body were being propped forward by her antlers; the wall behind her was utterly ruined. "Fuck yeah...Fuck...Yeah!" Her rack finished growing, and she was so close to cumming. With a loud *crack!* the drywall gave out, and so did Maria's ability to hold on. She bleated out loudly, reverberating throughout the room as she came. Rope after rope of hot jizz flew from her cervine cock. Arching up and hitting the ruined wall. Some landed on Maria's new antlers and face, the last few spurts dotting her stomach. She panted as she came down from her orgasmic high. She licked a spot of cum from her muzzle with her new cervine tongue.

A satisfied sigh filled the smoky room as Maria sat up, pulling herself to the edge of her bed. She looked around the room, seeing very little through the dense haze. The new fem buck took a deep breath, enjoying the Christmas scent. But, there was a fresh, different scent wafting its way through the foggy air, something she could smell now with her new, impeccable nose. There was something familiar to her about this scent, something she had been introduced to only recently. She took another deep breath of it, the strange smell much more prominent this time.

A female. She smelled a female in the other room, a doe in heat, ready to be taken and to breed. Memories of her daydream from earlier sprang to her mind. It was all she could think about now, mounting and mating her, filling her with her buck cream. Maria stood up off the bed, her new animal side taking the reins, driving her to seek out the new female. As she trotted across the room, she didn't even notice how she had grown taller, now six foot one, not including her antlers.

She stopped before her door, sniffing the air once more. A third musk joined hers and the doe's. It was another male! The smell made her heart beat faster, adrenaline racing. She would have to fight this other buck and dominate him so she could take the doe as her own. Blowing a smoky breath out of her cervine nose, she grasped the door handle, ready to take on this other buck. He smelled weaker than her, and she knew she could take him. Turning the knob, Maria threw the door open and strode into the living area.

In the other room, Frankie and Dustin had forgotten about the movie they were watching. The smoke from their incense stick had blanketed the air and worked its magic on the two. They were all over each other, mouths locked and tongues twisting as they aggressively made out. Their hands were in each other's sweatpants and groping each other's bodies. Bodies that were changing as they pleasured one another.

Their feet and legs had already changed. Fur crept up their digitigrade legs underneath their sweats from their new hooves, making its way toward their crotches. They felt their transformations happening and enjoyed the warm sensations they produced, adding to the sexual acts they were performing on each other.

Dustin had his left hand reaching down Frankie's pants, fingering the girl while she cooed away. His right was wrapped around her torso, kneading one of her bare, B-cup breasts under her t-shirt. Frankie's left hand was down his sweatpants, stroking his stiff, five-inch cock. Precum soaked her hand and the front of his sweats. Her right hand was down her own pants, on top of Dustin's hand, stroking it lightly as it did its work on her.

They had been going at it for about fifteen minutes, silently sexing each other up as their rom-com played in the background. Due to the smoke, the screen could barely be made out anymore. Instead, its glow bathed them in multicolored light as the current scene played out. As they sat on the couch in each other's arms, pleasing one another, their changes were becoming harder to ignore.

Frankie moved Dustin's hand further up her pussy, moving his attention to her clitoris, which had noticeably grown far beyond its original size. She motioned his hand to rub against its growing, sensitive flesh. On Dustin's side, Frankie's hand seemed to be touching less and less of his penis. Dustin could feel Frankie's clit growing under his fingers and could feel her fingers struggling to properly get a hold of his cock. Finally, as their fur reached their hips and crotches, Dustin pulled away from their locked lips.

"W-what's happening to us?" He asked, his mind still clinging to a shard of rationality. Frankie giggled and aggressively nuzzled his neck.

"I don't know what. But I sure know I like it." She bleated softly and spread her palm over Dustin's shrinking cock so she could rub it. "Doesn't this feel so...gooooood?" She asked. Her voice dripped with sexuality. Dustin swallowed hard.

"I...suppose," Dustin replied, gasping suddenly as his shrinking cock changed even more. It was as if someone had turned up its sensitivity threefold. He knew he should be freaking out, that his cock shrinking away into a sort of clit should have him running to a doctor. But he didn't mind at all. In fact, it felt right. He felt like this was the way it was meant to be. He was accepting these new changes.

He closed his eyes and imagined himself in the middle of a warm, sunny meadow, trees bordering the grass and flowers all around him. He called out, bleating for someone to join him, to join...with him. He had a burning need between his legs that he needed extinguished. He...no...she needed a big, sexy buck to mount her.

Dustin bleated out loudly as Frankie circled his new clitoris, the sudden shock shaking him from his daydream. Without noticing, he had been jerking off his girlfriend's new, and still growing, six-inch cock. Frankie's hand ran down over the newly formed flesh of Dustin's labia, rubbing expertly through his vulva. She was searching out the boy's new entrance, left by his testes as they pulled up inside himself, becoming his new ovaries.

Dustin moaned as Frankie's fingers worked their magic on his new genitals. It felt amazing, and all concern for his manhood had withered away with his man parts. He felt a new calling budding within himself, and as his changes continued, he felt more in tune with it.

Their muscles had been changing wherever the furry pelt spread over their bodies. Frankie's mimicked Maria's, tightening, toning, and bulking her petite form. Her legs looked like a competitive cyclist's. Dustin's, on the other hand, was softening. His generally masculine musculature smoothened out. It was like the meager muscle he had built at his landscaping job just melted away, leaving the changed part of his body looking far more feminine, yet retaining his boyish frame.

The fur in question was running up their torsos, leaving their bellies white and their sides and backs brown. Dustin's fur was much lighter than Frankie's, further distinguishing him as a doe. Frankie was getting more aggressive with her attention to Dustin. She crammed her fingers into the masc-doe's new pussy and pulled him in to kiss him, making loud smacking noises that filled the smoky room.

The more their bodies shifted and changed, so did their attitudes. Dustin succumbed to the calming of submissiveness as it rose around him. Meanwhile, Frankie stoked the fires of dominance within herself. They both naturally fell into their new places, like the last two pieces of a convoluted puzzle.

As the white fur of their stomachs reached and spread over their chests, the two felt their various changes take hold there. Frankie's breasts grew, gaining mass from their modest B-cups, expanding and ballooning until they reached a sizable double D. Dustin's chest, while he hadn't much muscle to begin with, softened even more, leaving the masc-doe soft. His shoulders and arms were the only things left resembling a masculine form. Unfortunately, those masculine features wouldn't be lasting much longer.

"God, you make such a sexy doe, Dustin." Frankie broke their make-out session to compliment. Her voice was dripping with lust. She could barely restrain herself from doing precisely what she was about to suggest. "When my new cock is finished growing, I'm gonna mount you good and mate with you until you're full of my fem-buck seed."

Dustin shuddered at her words, giggling as the fem-buck licked his face. Her tongue was longer now, taking on a dexterous cervine nature. "Fuck, you taste amazing," she added lewdly.

"I..." Dustin began, pausing to swallow and clear his throat. "I think...I'd like that a lot." He acted modestly, but deep down, he wanted nothing more than to be filled and stretched by his girlfriend.

"Yeah, you would." Frankie teased. Dustin gasped and moaned as she dug another digit into his pussy. Their fur had grown over their shoulders and had started its journey down their arms, and Dustin's shoulders had become doughy, losing their broad appearance. His arm muscles softened too, becoming expressively feminine. Frankie's muscles bulked out, tightening and defining. Most of her body looked powerfully toned now, yet, still holding onto its feminine figure. Dustin noticed her new body and couldn't wait to be held by her, or held down by her.

Beneath Frankie's now nine-inch cervine cock, her vaginal opening began to tighten and close. Her labia fused together, slowly sealing her pussy as the shifting flesh changed into sensitive scrotal skin. As her new sack quickly filled with her new testes, which a few moments ago had been her ovaries, the skin coated itself the same white fur as her inner thighs, crotch, and tummy. Frankie the fem-buck groaned as her new balls grew to the size of golf balls, gaining a hefty weight.

The two transforming deer-folk felt their hands change in preparation for the fur that would soon follow. They giggled and cooed to one another, their faces close as they watched their digits fuse together. They could feel one another's free hands change through their new genitals. Their new thick digits added new sensations, being clumsier, especially when the ends of those digits began to harden. Dustin, in particular, noticed Frankie's hard-nailed fingers filling his pussy. Their smooth, hardened tips were gliding effortlessly through his lubricated insides, hitting his g-spot. It wasn't long before their hands had completed their changes, now covered in the fur of their distinctive color.

"Hah...Hah..." Frankie panted lustfully. "Are you ready, my doe?" Frankie asked, her voice dripping with lust through her breaths.

"Re...ready for what?" Dustin's somewhat feminine voice shook in anticipation. Whether it was the final transformations or the accompanying sex, he was beyond ready.

"For us to finish, for us to mate." Frankie took a long sniff of the smoky air, focusing on the unbearably wonderful female scent next to her.

"Y-yeah...so ready." Dustin's feminine voice trailed off as he caught the scent of Frankie's musk. His gaze locked on Frankie's swollen, throbbing cervine cock. Even through the thick fog, he could make out its veiny girth as he stroked it in his changed hand. He felt the streams of hot pre run over his copious digits, and its musk overwhelmed his nose. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. A loud snap rang through his head as the unnoticed pressure in his face released. The bones suddenly grew out, quickly forming a muzzle.

Dustin bent down and wrapped his new, long, cervine tongue around Frankie's cock, sampling a taste of the fem-buck's virile excretions. Frankie leaned her head back and enjoyed the sensations of Dustin's tongue around her cock.

"Ahhh, so this is what it's like." She sighed contently, slowly gnashing her jaw open and shut as her face pressed outward, mimicking Dustin's forming muzzle. Their teeth enlarged in their stretching maws, losing their carnivore qualities, marking them as herbivores. Their faces continued to stretch, elongating. Their noses changed along with their mouths, flattening and blackening, settling into the ends of their snouts.

As the cracks and creaks of their stretching faces filled the peppermint-scented smoke-smothered room, so too did the sounds of their moans and gasps. Dustin worked his cervine tongue over Frankie's very cervine, ten-inch penis. His tongue wrapped around the upper half of her cock while his three, hoove-nailed digits pumped her bottom half. Her large sack was cradled gently by his other hand, softly scooping and kneading her supple orbs. Frankie freed her hand from Dustin's slick cunt with a *slurp* and brought it to her tank top, which strained against her much larger breasts. Her other hand joined the slimy one and, using her new muscles, gripped the cloth and pulled it apart, ripping off her completely.

With her furry breasts unconstrained by her tank top, they spilled free over her chest, dark nipples standing at attention. With her hand free once more, she wrapped her left arm around Dustin and pulled the masc-doe even closer to herself. With more reach afforded to him, Dustin stretched his new muzzle open and took as much of Frankie's buck meat in his mouth as he could.

Frankie's hand dug back into Dustin's pussy, forcing her thick digits into his wet cunt, drawing muffled moans from him as he sucked her cock. Her other hand rested on the masc-doe's head, encouraging him to continue what he was so aptly doing. She gazed down past her newly enlarged tits so she could watch her boyfriend go to town on her prick. It was hard to notice through the dense smoke, but she could make out his short hair as it became one with the rest of his head fur. Both of them could feel their ears growing, finalizing their transformations.

"Such a good doe you are, Dustin. So eager to please her buck." She chuckled at her use of 'her.' "Oops, I forgot you're still a 'boy.' You're pretty fucking wet for a boy." Again, she laughed as she drew ever closer to cumming. Dustin definitely had some secret skills. Frankie wondered if he had developed them as he changed or 'learned' them elsewhere. She leaned her head back and felt her longer, drooping ears brush against the sofa's headrest. "Oh shit, Dustin, I'm so close." She groaned and began rubbing her head against the wall behind her.

The rubbing relieved a strange ache she felt in her head, scratching an 'itch' in the form of a building pressure. It wasn't long before the rubbing turned to audible scratching as the first of her soon-to-be antlers emerged. She scratched them harder and harder into the gyprock. Drywall dust powered the cushion behind her. Her head and upper body were forced further and further away from the wall, and the more she scraped the wall behind her, the closer she got to climaxing.

Her antlers came to a stop, and so did her ability to hold back her orgasm. Frankie came with a mighty bleat for the first time with her male genitals, her new balls lurching as they emptied. Dustin's mouth quickly filled with Frankie's seed, the masc-doe trying desperately to swallow as much as he could. It turned out he was good at swallowing too. Not a drop of Frankie's sperm escaped her boyfriend's muzzle. His tongue massaged her cock as it twitched with the last few spurts. Frankie let out a deep and satisfied sigh as her cock finally slid from Dustin's mouth. The masc-doe sat back up, playfully resting his upper body on Frankie's leg with his arms.

"Mmmm, that was so good, Frankie. I can't wait to feel you do that in my pussy." In her time with Dustin, Frankie had never heard anything that submissive come from his mouth. And with such a feminine tone! She loved it. She took a deep breath of the smoky air so she could take in his female scent. A female in heat, that's what he was to her. She chuckled heartily and brought the hand that had been in Dustin's snatch to his face, caressing his muzzle.

"Oh, I'm gonna ruin you, young doe." Frankie's softening cock stiffened right up again, and Dustin's face lit up with joy. She stood up off the couch and leered down at him. He watched her eagerly through the smoke. "Turn around and present for me, doe. It's time for me to breed you." She twirled one of her fingers and grinned as she watched Dustin responded immediately. He got up on his knees and turned around, placing his hands on the backrest. Neither of them could make out the sticky stain left on the sofa by Dustin's drooling pussy. Dustin lifted his cotton white deer tail, the color acting as a beacon through the fog.

"Come and claim me, my big, strong buck." He swayed his ass back and forth enticingly. His scent quickly overwhelmed Frankie's nose, and she couldn't hold back any longer. She stepped toward him and placed her hands on his round ass, taking in what she was about to ravish. Unfortunately for her, there was another buck taking an interest in Dustin's sweet-smelling snatch.

The door to what the two assumed had to be Maria's room swung open, slamming the doorknob into the gyprock wall within, cratering it. The smoke between the two and Maria's door churned as the dramatically opened door created an air current. Their ears immediately turned at the sound, and so did their heads. Over their shoulders, they watched as a figure emerged through the fog. Each hoof-fall on the carpet made their new sensitive ears twitch. Everything in their new nature told them to bolt for the door, but it was the scent of another buck that told them to stay.

As the figure came more clearly into view, the two could make out the solid yet feminine form. It stopped a couple of meters from Frankie and took on a readying stance. They could tell for sure that it was Maria now. Her curvy frame and her distinct human scent still lingered on her.

"Maria?" Frankie asked, slightly taken aback. Maria took in a sharp breath of the smoky air and snorted it violently out her nose, stamping her hoof on the ground as to intimidate the girl.

"That's my doe, Frankie. Get out of the way." Her voice was stone cold and surged with dominance. Still, Frankie would not be deterred.

"Fuck no! He's mine!" She turned to meet the other buck face to face. She could make out Maria's face well now. The two stared each other down for what felt like an eternity. Frankie stamped the floor with her hoof and snorted just as Maria had before.

There was a tense silence as they peered into each other's eyes, preparing for what was sure to be a competition for the doe's virginity. Dustin had shifted so his feminine body leaned against the backrest. He looked on with joyous fascination as two strong, virile bucks were about to fight over her...er...him. Yeah...him.

The two fem-bucks lowered their heads, aiming their new antlers at one another. Then suddenly, they charged at each other, clearing the short distance between them in a moment. Their antlers crashed together, interlocking with the hollow scraping sound of bone on bone. Dustin gasped in excitement, a wide and open smile smeared across his muzzled face. Frankie and Maria's hands caught each other, and their thick digits locked together.

The two fem-bucks gritted their teeth and grunted as they strained to overpower one another. Frankie tried her best to steer the other fem-buck to the side, but Maria quickly countered her and pushed Frankie away with a mighty shove. The other fem-buck staggered and nearly fell over. Balancing herself, Frankie growled at Maria and went back for more, determined to win her boyfriend like a prize.

Their antlers clattered as they connected once again, and their fingers interlocked as before. Again, the two struggled for dominance over the other. Their hooves dug into the carpet below them, and feminine grunts and ferocious growls filled the room, drowning out the movie still playing on the barely legible screen. While the two fought for access to Dustin's new wanting hole, Dustin watched on in pure glee.

"He's mine!" Maria barked.

"No! He's mine! I had him first!" Frankie barked back in response.

"Fuck you, weakling! I deserve the doe! I'm stronger than you!" Frankie growled at her in response.

"Sh-...he belongs to me!" Frankie suddenly surged with strength. She refused to give up her boyfriend to the rival buck. Maria staggered and nearly fell backward as Frankie's unexpected rush of power. But she recovered, her hooves sliding across the carpet before digging into it, halting her progress backward. As soon she regained control of the fight, Maria decided to finish what she started. She felt a rush of adrenaline and pushed back against Frankie with all her might.

Unprepared for the sudden force applied to her end of the confrontation, Frankie felt her hooves sliding beneath her. She attempted to dig her hooves into the carpet but lost her footing. Pressing the advantage, Maria thrust again and sent Frankie tumbling over backward. The lesser fem-buck put her hands out to brace her body as she fell. Although it was hard to see through the dense smoke, Maria could very much hear the calamity that Frankie caused as she crashed into the shelves that held the two's collection of DVDs and blu-rays. Plastic cases spilled from shelves around the fallen fem-buck, and so did the knick-knacks displayed on the top, some lightly knocking her on the head in shame.

"Looks like she belongs to me now," Maria said, standing over the defeated deer, her hands resting on her hips with both arrogance and pride. She snorted and turned to the couch, where her prize was waiting to be claimed.

Dustin had been watching everything unfold, and the whole ordeal had made him wetter than ever. They had fought over him, and now he could finally be taken by the genuinely deserving buck. As Maria came more clearly into view, he straightened up his body to adequately present his drooling pussy for the fem-buck. The closer she got, the more he wanted her, the more he wanted to be filled with her seed.

"That's a good doe, present for your buck. Tell me how much you need this superior deer meat." She stopped a couple of feet from him and gestured to her huge cervine cock and balls with one hand. Dustin looked her in the eyes and nearly melted when they connected. They shone with lust and power.

"I...I need you so bad, my big, handsome buck. I offer up my doehood to you, the better male. Please fill me with your much superior, much greater cock." He licked his lips to stop himself from drooling at the sight of Maria's meat stick.

"Excellent, doe. I Shall give you what you crave." She turned her head to Frankie, whose silhouette was still rubbing her head. "You will get to watch as I de-flower your boyfriend, lesser." She chuckled and turned her head back to Dustin, who was eagerly presenting for her. His tail was raised as high as he could, hips shaking back and forth. Maria wished to waste no more time; she had a doe to impregnate.

She placed a hand on Dustin's hips and ran her other through his drooling pussy lips, making him gasp. She brought her fingers to her snout and wrapped her cervine tongue around the soaked, musty digits. "Mmmm, so fresh, so ready for me." She turned her head and spoke to Frankie, knowing the defeated fem-buck could hear every word. "Too bad you're missing out."

Lowering her hand to her rock-hard cervine cock, she stepped forward, getting so close she could feel the heat coming off his pussy on her buckhood. She positioned her tip at Dustin's entrance, feeling through his lips before letting it partially slip into his hole. Dustin shivered and gasped in delight. It took everything in his power not to push back into her cock, engulfing it. He heard Maria murmur the words "Here we go," and with a single thrust forward, Maria's entire length pushed its way in, gliding effortlessly yet stretching his virgin pussy.

"OOOoohhhhhh," Dustin groaned out as the fire raging between his loins was finally being doused. He arched his back and faced the wall in front of him as he took Maria's cervine rod. Maria moaned at the fantastic sensation of his snatch. She pulled out so she could thrust back in once more. Dustin's moans turned to groans. Maria grunted through clenched teeth.

"Yeah, you like that, doe? You like how a real buck's meat feels?" She smirked arrogantly and flickered her eyes towards Frankie momentarily, making sure she wasn't about to make any foolish attempts to stop her from mating with the boy.

"Y-yes! I love your hot buck meat! I crave it! Please, fuck me harder!" Dustin called out in response. Maria watched Frankie now. Even through the thick of the smoke, Maria could make out the movements of Frankie's hand vigorously stroking her own cock. Thrusting vigorously now into Frankie's boyfriend, if you could even call him that anymore, she spoke to Frankie, an idea roused in her mind.

"Oh, you like the watch, lesser? Or listen, I should say? Why don't you come closer so you can watch me impregnate this doe?" She turned her head away from her roommate now that her invitation had been extended and redoubled her efforts. Dustin's moans rang through the apartment as she pounded vigorously into him. Her ears twitched, hearing Frankie as she picked herself off the floor, various objects falling off her form. The emasculated fem-buck stumbled towards the couch, plopping herself down next to the moaning masc-doe. Her hand continued to stroke her cock as she gazed over at the two copulating deer people. She watched them with glazed-over eyes, trying to live vicariously through Maria as her better pounded the pussy that she once held claim to. She turned to Dustin, petting his arm lovingly and massaging his shoulder.

"Does it feel good, babe?" she asked rather meekly, wishing she could be the one to show him his first time as a lady. But, instead, she caressed his muzzled face as he moaned away.

"So good...I never want...this to stop." Dustin's eyes were closed; he was beginning to lose himself in the sensations washing over him. Maria's eyes were closed as well, and her teeth gritted as she quickly raced towards her climax.

"I...I'm happy for you, Dustin. I want you to feel how I feel when you'd fuck me, and it makes me happy to see you enjoying it so much." Frankie had long ago accepted her fate as a cuckold to Maria. In fact, she was starting to like her situation, knowing Dustin was being made to feel so good. She didn't mind watching.

"Fuck, I'm so close, Dusty. Are you ready to have your little doe twat filled with my buck seed?" She asked rhetorically. She already knew his answer.

"God yes! Fill me! I'm so close too!" Dustin moaned out loud. "Fucking give it to me!" Maria groaned her climax just around the corner. Dustin was moaning and panting up a storm, further turning Frankie on. Only a few more thrusts, and they would both reach that beautiful threshold.

"Here it comes!" Maria Grunted through clenched teeth. Her balls lurched as they began to empty. She groaned louder and louder until a wall-shaking bleat escaped her throat. Dustin's moans reached their crescendo, and he, too, joined Maria in bleating out as his body shook with orgasmic rapture. His pussy filled rapidly, and after only a few strong 'buck shots' into him, deer seed began spilling out his snatch and down his furry legs, landing on the cushion below.

As their orgasms went on, Frankie watched them with much jealousy and much arousal. To watch her boyfriend, turned doe, be impregnated by her roommate, turned buck, and to watch him writhe in such ecstasy, was maddeningly erotic.

Dustin's orgasm began to wane, and his bleat cut out to be replaced by heavy, ragged panting. Frankie leaned over and took his muzzle by her free hand, drawing his face to hers. Their mouths met, and Dustin freely accepted her lips and tongue. Their mouths smacked away, and their tongues wrapped around each other. Maria panted with labored breath, clearing her throat as she came down from her high. Everything felt so good, the orgasm, the domination of her roommate and her boyfriend, the sweet-smelling miasma. She felt like a king.

"That was good..." She panted out, pulling her cervine cock from Dustin with a very audible sucking sound. Cum poured from his pussy, further tainting the couch. His tail wiggled happily, and he cooed into Frankie's mouth as Maria's long rod slipped free from between his legs. Maria looked to Frankie, still kissing her beloved boyfriend. "Would you like a turn with the doe?" She asked her not as a courtesy but as a way of getting something from the other fem-buck, knowing she would do anything. Frankie's ears perked up like a dog hearing its dinner being poured out. She stopped kissing Dustin to answer the greater buck.

"Yes! Please!" she answered desperately. It was precisely the answer Maria was anticipating.

"Ok," Maria stepped up to Frankie, who gazed up at her form meekly. "You can...as soon as you clean my cock off." She stood before her, hands on her hips, softening cock presented at face level. Frankie looked down to the cum soaked meat in front of her. Then, without saying a word, she accepted Maria's proposal, suddenly leaning forward and wrapping her long, cervine tongue around it with zeal.

Frankie licked and sucked the salty substance off Maria's meat with abandon. The faster she licked it clean, the quicker she might have the chance to pound Dustin's used pussy. Maria put her hand on Frankie's antlered head, petting her between her antlers. "Good girl. Earn that doe pussy." Dustin turned around and sat back down next to Frankie, smearing Maria's warm cum all over his legs and ass. He hummed contently and watched his girlfriend clean the greater buck's member, reminiscing of the fucking he had just received.

Maria pried the other fem-buck from her now stiff cock by her antlers and held her there. "Alright, you, that's good enough. I think you've earned a round with your boyfriend." She walked to the side of Frankie and sat down on the couch, forcing herself between the two. With a relaxed sigh, she threw her arms over their shoulders, smiling to herself. "Although, your skilled cleaning has me worked up again. So, I hope you don't mind if I use her, sorry, 'him' while you have your turn?" she looked to Frankie, who looked beyond needy and desperate. Frankie nodded her head; she'd agree to anything at this point. Dustin looked to them with eagerness. He was expecting them to spit-roast him on the couch. How wrong he was.

"Alright, Dusty, get up here." Maria patted her lap, looking to the suddenly confused masc-doe.

"W-what? He asked meekly.

"Get up here," Maria growled a little, getting impatient with the doe. "Frankie wants to use your cute little twat, so I get to use that jiggly ass of yours." She chuckled. Frankie was panting, waiting for them to get on with it.

"Please listen to her, Dustin. I need this." She stroked herself slowly, chewing on the large black nails of her free hand.

"Yeah, Dustin, listen to me," Maria repeated in a mocking tone. She patted her lap once more and motioned the masc-doe with her head. Dustin fidgeted his thick fingers nervously.

"O-ok, Maria." He shuffled so he could lift himself onto Marias's lap. The fem-buck helped him up, and Dustin cooed in her strong hands. He sat with Maria's stiff rod between his ass cheeks like a giant hotdog bun. "I'm...not sure M-M-Maria, I've never done thi-"

"You'll like it, Dusty, trust me." She chucked arrogantly. "And you'll do what I say regardless. Now just relax. It will be much easier." Maria pulled Dustin up and over her cock by his thighs. Dustin willingly pushed up with his legs to assist her. Her tip brushed his puckered asshole, and she lowered him gently down, pushing her tip in. To the startled cries of her plaything. "Remember to relax, dear, cause I'm going all in."

Maria gritted her teeth as she let the masc-doe slide down her member. What started as cries of pain from Dustin soon became moans of pleasure as more and more of Maria's cock filled his doe ass. Frankie watched, biting her lip, waiting for her permission to join them. When Dustin's ass finally came to rest on Maria's lap again, all he could do was moan and squirm. He had never had anything enter his butt before, let alone fill it like this.

"Alrighty, Fran, come and get it. He's all yours. At least what's left of him." She chuckled again. With Dustin atop her, she slid her body down the cushion so Frankie could get proper access to her cream-pied muff. Her antlers dug into the backrest of the couch, and her hooves dug into the carpet, providing adequate leverage.

Frankie was already scrambling to her hooves, wanting to get at the mac-doe before Maria changed her mind. She positioned herself in front of the moaning doe and leaned over her, holding herself up with her left arm on the backrest. With her other hand still holding her precum-coated member, she guided it to Dustin's folds, feeling out his cum filled hole.

The second she felt his entrance, she wasted no time plunging her cervine cock as deep as she could into her boyfriend. Dustin moaned aloud. Both of his holes were stretched tight. He felt like a turkey being stuffed, and he loved it.

Frankie drilled away at Dustin's pussy, thrusting in and out with blurring speed. Dustin threw his head back in response, nearly hitting Maria in her snout. He wailed and ground his head into the side of Maria's neck. His mind was beginning to slip away.

Frankie slowed her blinding fast thrusts in favor of deeper, harder ones. She thrust so hard she began pushing Dustin up and down Maria's cock with her momentum alone. Once The fem-buck below him began her own thrusts in and out of his ass, it was over. Dustin's body lit up in the most pleasurable of ways. Every nerve ending being stroked and caressed. Caressed, much as Maria currently caressed his doe-like face with her hand. She spoke sweet, encouraging words to him, and the two pounded his holes.

"I'm so proud of you, Dusty. Such a good doe you've been tonight, taking both of us. You're so generous, too, letting Frankie take a turn. I bet she appreciates it very much." She looked up to Frankie and spoke to her. "Don't ya, Frankie?" Frankie could only let out a drawn-out groan as she pounded away, head turned up at the ceiling. Maria turned back and licked the side of Dustin's face, knowing he was still hers.

Without warning, a sudden and exhilarating wave of sensation crashed down upon his body. His mind reeled with ecstasy as every nerve in his body lit up like a Christmas tree. Dustin bleated aloud as he came harder than he had ever cum in his life. The other two groaned as they felt Dustin's holes involuntarily squeeze around their cocks. Frankie looked down to see the lust-crazed face of Maria, who stared back at her.

Almost as a silent 'thank you,' Frankie leaned down to kiss Maria, who accepted her gleefully. Their cervine tongues explored each other's mouths, and their lips made smacking sounds. But, as quickly as they began, Frankie broke their embrace. A building force within her broke free, and she joined Dustin in deafeningly bleating as she came inside him. Her balls emptied as spurt after spurt of buck cum erupted from her, filling Dustin's already cream-pied cunny.

Maria, having cum beforehand, required a little more to get her over the edge. Her thrusts into Dustin accelerated, driving deeper into the masc-doe going limp above her. Dustin stared blankly into the miasma of sweet smoke while the two drove wildly into him, the surge of sensations never ceasing. Maria could feel herself getting closer and thrust faster into his grasping anus.

"I can't wait to cum in your ass, little doe." She focused and drove into him harder. Gritting her teeth as she forced herself closer and closer to climax. "You're gonna be so loose after this, you little whore." Dustin had no response to her dirty talks. All of his remaining energy was being spent holding onto both Maria's antlers and Frankie's arm to support himself.

With a grunt and a bleat, Maria finally reached her third sweet release as a buck. Her sizable balls emptied as her cervine cock pulsed within Dustin's virgin ass, spraying her hot sperm deep inside him. She moaned into Dustin's ear as each thrust brought another burst of pleasure. Dustin rode the seemingly endless wave of all-encompassing bliss, cumming again. His hole contracted, coxing as much semen from the two fem-bucks as he could.

Eventually, the two double-teaming the helpless masc-doe slowed their movements. The main course of their orgasms had been put away. Now the fatigue of having consumed such a hearty meal set in. Frankie slowed to a stop and slumped overtop of her 'boyfriend,' panting while Dustin gasped for air, each exhale a sigh of complete satisfaction. Maria's movements came to a stop, and her hands left Dustin's thighs.

With tired groans, the two deer resting on top of Maria slid off onto either side and onto the couch. Copious amounts of cum poured from Dustin's holes and ran down the fem-buck's cocks. The sticky white fluid was everywhere now, coating the sofa's fabric, the carpet before them, and their fur. All three of them were exhausted. Dustin, in particular, was absolutely spent, having serviced two large bucks at once.

Dustin managed to muster the strength to lean into Maria, cuddling up into her embrace and nuzzling her side. His tail wiggled happily as Maria wrapped her arm around him. Frankie was the next to cuddle up to Maria. Her antlers rattled with the better buck's as she tried to get in as close as she could. Maria looked back and forth between the two at her side.

"Did you two enjoy your time tonight?" She asked, curious if they'd have the energy to answer.

"Mhmm," they responded in unison, nearly asleep.

"What do you to say when you get such a good time?"

"Thank you," they both responded just the same, on the cusp of passing out.

"You're welcome, darlings." She began petting their heads dotingly. She gazed around the smoky room, unable to make out a single object beyond the couch. The movie still played, yet the light emanating from the TV was but a blur of glowing colors, lighting up the fog. With such dense smoke and with the incense stick burning endlessly the way it was, it was only logical that the smoke would begin to encroach on the hallway beyond their apartment. Not to mention the vents that ran adjacent to the apartments next to her. Soon there would be even more deer to add to her herd.

Maria's cock began to stiffen again, stirred back to its full vigor by the mere thought of fucking more does and cucking more bucks. She smiled to herself. While the two cuddling her had drifted off to sleep, Maria was ready. She was eager to grow her herd.