The Forest Takes What is His
Devon grunted as he pulled himself up to the top of Blacktree Hill. It had been a long climb that took the toned buck nearly two hours. Even Thuja, the inexhaustible bastard, was only a minute or two ahead of him, taking full advantage of his feline claws to ease his way up the apex. Then again, having that lion ahead did grant a wonderful view. Sure, their physiques were very similar. They both took the same trails, climbed the same mountains, they even rode the same bikes. The lion was a bit shorter and a smidge wider, but otherwise they were built almost exactly alike- light, agile creatures that made it a point to take care of themselves.
"Come on, I know you love to stare but I'd really like to get back!"
It was as infuriating as it was endearing whenever the lion teased him but Devon was hardly the type to let someone say anything without a barb or two in return. "Hey go ahead and tucker yourself out, dude. It'll just be easier to get in that ass when we get the tents up tonight."
"Tonight? I'd think you're already getting a tent up for me." Thuja knew exactly how terrible that joke was, but really, he loved watching that buck squirm sometimes.
A laboured huff brought the buck level with his companion while the hints of a blush filled his ears, even daring to redden the lightest patches of fur on his face ever so subtly. The worst part was he was right. He'd tucked his errant erection under his waistline about half an hour ago when Thuja stripped out of his shirt and it hadn't calmed down since. The specially feline way his muscles moved was hypnotic and he'd always been fond of that shade of green the lion had dyed his fur. Frankly he wanted to grind on him right here. No one around for miles to interrupt them. Just the smells of late spring, flowers and grass and foot-tilled earth to appeal to the outdoorsy pair.
"Oh, did I hit a nerve there? Tell you what, I know you've been gawking all day," Thuja said calmly as he glanced down at his watch. "But we need to get back to the campsite before dark. That's in two hours. So just to keep you from taking your time, I'll let you get in there if you can beat me back. Deal, deer?"
If Devon had only one flaw it was he was prone to cheat. He had never cheated anyone out of anything important but if he could take advantage of a situation he would. It was just the kind of buck he was. He took off down the hill, bounding from foothold to foothold with typical cervine grace, not even glancing back for fear it might slow him down enough to let Thuja catch up.
Not that Thuja was especially worried about that sluggish deer. He took off almost immediately after, taking a slightly rougher path, chuckling between hard breaths as he imagined the deer arriving moments behind him without seeing him once. Over a log, under a branch, between a few trees and leaping through the air. His only real regret about this approach was that poor Devon wouldn't get to see the show. Or more of his ass before he made it back.
Still bounding over one last creek and slipping through one last brush deposited the victorious feline into their camp. It was spartan but that was unavoidable with a right wing crazy like Devon. Forgivable for the eye candy and the good company but unavoidable nonetheless. He glanced down the easy path to Blacktree Hill and caught a glimpse of leaves rustling around what had to be antlers. With a wicked grin he unbuckled his shorts, shoving them down a bit as he turned his back and bent for his bag, legs gratuitously spread.
Devon saw the prize for his efforts dead ahead. Sure, he hadn't exactly won but he wasn't sure how that happened. Thuja clearly just wanted a good pounding anyway, why else would he offer? Barely slowing down, Devon's hands took hold of the lion's hips, only to have said lion duck and send him into a little frontflip. "Didja get your antlers caught on somethin'? I've been waitin' for all of a minute or two!" He chuckled slightly as he tugged the buck's cargo shorts off, tossing them aside without too much concern for where they land. "But hey, too bad if it was just crummy luck. I win, that ass is mine."
Devon did his best to fight him off, swinging his antlers - a virile and sizable rack that he could be proud of without having to shave it too often - dramatically but impotently at the lion's face, tumbling him over once only to find himself on his back again, this time completely pinned under Thuja's weight. He was lighter than the Buck would have thought but it was still enough to keep his shoulders digging into the rich earth while his friend stroked at the meaty shaft throbbing between his own verdant legs. He was big, not the biggest either had ever seen but enough to make Devon gulp at the thought of it shoving its way up his ass and Thuja was not about to be convinced to do anything else with it at the moment.
Sharp claws grasped at the deer's shirt, tearing it away with ease to give the lion access to that lightly muscled chest. He pressed down with both paws at first, then ran his claws down, giving a toothy grin to play up his predatory nature. "Now, now. You've lost, deer. Best do what the lion says, mmm?" With a chuckle he digs a claw in, running it down the buck's chest and making a very shallow opening in the skin. Devon tenses up as Thuja leans down to plant a kiss right on his face, sucking and chewing at his buck's lips roughly. "There we go. Don't wanna make me angry, do ya?"
It was a loaded question but Devon couldn't help but wonder what angry make up sex might be like with the cat as he feels his claws press against his arms and those nips dragging across his chin. His mane was lush, though not quite the way that most lions keep theirs, the fur bristled gently against him, smelling of the forest around them and the manly scents of his exertion. Deep and thick and all around him, the perfume of Thuja's nature-laden musk relaxed the buck's body until he even wrapped his legs around his waist, tucking his little spade of a tail up to let lion meat press up to his hole.
"Attadeer," he whispered as he gripped the buck's boxers to tear them out of the way with a quick flick of his clawhappy fingers. Thuja immediately pulled him close and smacked his ass nice and hard while his thick shaft ground between some deercheeks. The lion made sure to get his tool nice and slick with precum before lifting Devon up and shoving himself in nice and hard. He wouldn't be quite so rough most times, but the cheater definitely earned it this time. Thuja made sure to smack that ass several more times, not content until the white fur is glowing bright red.
As much as he might have made a show of fighting it, Devon sure arched his back into the dirt like he was enjoying the piercing shove of pulsing cock and moaned sharply with every quick spank, grabbing around his friend's shoulders to keep him for sliding too far away in the dirt. He could feel his hole quivering with each hit, squeezing then releasing the dick stretching it open, milking more and more precum out of it. He couldn't help noticing his friend's body temperature. He seemed so cool now -- though it could just be the deer's body heat going through the roof for any number of reasons. He wouldn't be at all surprised to find that Thuja had exerted himself far less thus far, even pumping in and out as hard as he was now.
Claws raked just so down his back, holding him up for the best leverage. Devon's whole body shivered with each thrust of the lion's shaft and he might have sworn his body was starting to throb in time with it. Mind-bending sensation or not, the deer was washing his belly in precum; his cock swinging wide thanks to Thuja's force and slinging its warm juice across his muscled body, even reaching his face in his pinned position.
He wasn't usually the kind of guy to shout and curse when he got fucked but in the middle of the woods getting plowed into the dirt as he was he couldn't help it. It was just too much. Devon couldn't remember the last time this felt so grand, so he simply assumed- likely correctly- this was the best he'd ever had. And it got even better when that strong paw gripped him, giving a rough tug and squeezing his cock just a little too hard. He pulled himself back against Thuja's chest, breathing in the earthy musk and leaving only just enough room for the powerful grip to make it's quick, shallow thrusts.
The smell seemed even better now that his ass was starting to ache from it's impassioned beating. Filling his head as full as the Lion's cock filled his ass, the scent of Thuja's mane made it easier for the buck's body to take blow after wet blow. Precum oozed down his crack and lubed his cheeks still so strangely cool though no less slick and pleasant in it's sloppy stream.
Thuja kept one arm wrapped around a buck thigh, his other hand stroking the deer in time with his powerful thrusts. He grinned wide as he gave the buck's neck a little kiss, chewing and tugging at him once more. "You're really quite tasty," he teased with a little grunt as he shoved himself back in a bit harder than before. "Betcher gettin' close, too! 'Bout to blow your load all over, huh, Devon?"
Devon paused a moment shy of a moment trying to figure out why the feline was saying his name that way, almost like it was some stage name he was making fun of but he was too far gone to care. His cock was about to burst, his mind fogged with sex and musk and soreness. He shook and moaned weakly as Thuja continued to pound him, the lion even slowing down as he sensed his deer's nearness to drag it out as long as he possibly could.
Not that he had any intention of keeping it up forever. He knew as well as anybody that they had another minute left, tops. And sure enough, Devon wasn't about to last that long. A loud, body shaking moan erupted from him as his cock began to launch spurt after spurt of thick seed over his belly and chest, a few even hitting his face and the dirt behind him. His whole body began convulsing and he tightened massively around the lion's thick shaft, pushing him to orgasm in an instant. Thuja's own load was massive, filling the buck and dribbling out around that rod, rolling down that pair of impressive lion balls and dripping to the dirt beneath them.
The buck's own seed splattered hard into Thuja's belly, warmth smearing between their bodies as he blasted again and again. But all too soon it trailed off, dribbling the last of it into his navel. The campsite reeked of fresh sex, mingling with strong smell of turned up dirt and the soft perfume of the forest in spring. only adding to the mindless sense of satisfaction that was filling Devon through and through.
Exhausted and full, his arms and legs flopped down to the forest floor, languidly reveling in the tingling sensation of the rough afterglow as he stared up to the darkening sky. He could hardly understand that Thuja's still cool flesh was throbbing hard in him. The lion growled playfully, smiling down at his spent buck and enjoying the floating feeling of cock surrounded with plowed flesh and fresh jizz. "You look like you enjoyed that, Devon."
There it was again, that weird sound of sarcasm, the teasing tone of disbelief. The deer was too weak and happy to question it but it settled in his mind. He looked back at the lion with glazed eyes and smirked as best he could. "I would have enjoyed your ass better."
"Izzat really the truth, Devon?" The lion smirked right back as he leaned in for a much deeper, rougher kiss, sucking at the buck's tongue with a powerful, rumbling purr. The kiss itself seemed to push Devon's mind further back, seemed to make Thuja's words that much stronger. Devon blushed visibly through his fur as he realized that that lion was clearly right, there was no better outcome here.
He shook his head slowly, finding it difficult to create words with his lips with the strangely sweet taste of Thuja's kiss still lingering on his lips. He squeezed at the rod still hard inside of him, tugging and milking slowly with each breath. He wanted another kiss as much as he was loathe to admit it to the cat. They were rivals as much as they were butt buddies. He normally wouldn't give in so much but he wanted to get kissed again, maybe even harder than before. Damn that cat was good at it.
Luckily for him he didn't have to wait long. Lips pressed to lips once more, bringing more of that emptyheadedness with them. If he were a bit more alert he may suspect there was more to it than a good kiss, but he was more than happy to close his eyes and groan into that big feline mouth, even pressing in a bit himself this time around. Expecting satisfaction when they broke, the buck was a little surprised to find himself wanting even more.
Devon's eyes fluttered open and he was at least a little startled by what he saw. That lion had little red flowers and berries in his mane . And what's more, there seemed to be little teardrop shaped leaves growing from him! Actively growing, right before the bewildered buck's eyes. Right there, just sprouting out of him. But before he could jump back or ask what the lion had slipped him, he was kissed again, even harder than before. And even with the buck's fuckdrunk mind, this time he could definitely feel that kiss affecting him, pushing his mind even further back and filling his body with pleasure and desire. The buck hardened again immediately.
"Y'know what, Devon? You look good like that." Thuja kissed him again, sucking his lip then biting on his tongue in rapid succession before pulling back once more. "I think I'm gonna do you a favour and let you look that way all the time." His kiss returned once more, deep and sweet and rough.
"L-like what?" He grumbled weakly with a confused look across his face.
"Don't you worry about that, Devon. I get to do all the thinking from now on. That's what you get when you win." The lion rumbled again and plucked a berry from his mane, rubbing the scented little fruit around his deer's lips, letting the flavour of it tickle his skin and tease his taste buds before letting it roll into his mouth.
It was all too easy for Devon to bite into it. The morsel was fat and juicy, exploding in his mouth in a bright flavoured flare of liquid pleasure. He could feel his cock jump and his ass tremble around Thuja's meat just at the taste of it. It was odd though, it didn't much taste like and it certainly didn't feel like it but he suddenly was reminded of cum. At least as suddenly as his mind, lost in kisses and berry and sex, could be reminded of anything. Maybe it was just the spurt of cream leaking from his hole when he moved or maybe that full feeling still swimming inside him but the thought just wouldn't leave his head.
But more fruit found its way into his mouth pouring juice down his throat and titilating his tongue and keeping that vague thought in his head. The only thought really. He wanted more fruit and needed more cum. He couldn't explain it but he did. His mouth was even watering as he anticipated more and more fruit. Devon ground his hips into the lion's, silently pleading for more between greedy gulps of juice and pulp.
Before he was pounded into blissful ignorance, the buck might have jumped at the feeling of new fingers grasping at his body, instead he looked up confused at some strange, yet oddly familiar-seeming wolf. He was handsome, classically so. Where Thuja had more of a rugged charming look, the wolf was more chiseled yet he looked as much like the lion as was possible for a canine to look like a feline. The same pretty green fur, the mischievous glint in his eyes, even the same predatory grin. He tried to speak, to make words out of his entangled mind but Thuja's voice filled his ears.
"It's alright, Devon. It's just me. I figure you and I were having a good time by ourselves but I didn't think you'd mind making it a party."
The deer tried to think, to piece together what exactly was wrong and it came slowly. Another figure appeared over him, a rat who looked just as Thuja-like as the wolf had and just as rat-like as one might expect a rat to. His face narrowed into a small nose, sitting right over that same familiar grin. Small paws reached down and fondled Devon's chest, slowly trailing down his body and he heard Thuja again.
"You know, Devon," he said as the rat's mouth moved, lipsyncing his words. "You're making out really well on this deal. Tasty berries, happy without thoughts or worries or cares, nice thick lion cock to play with and we get to change that silly name of yours. I mean, no offense but your name is kinda dumb. I'm not sure it fits you."
Again, it dawned on him as fast as a thought could in this state. Thuja wasn't talking, or at least not in anyway Devon understood it. The rat was. It was Thuja's voice but it came out of the rat's mouth and it had been coming from the wolf's mouth before him. The variations were subtle, like the differences in their faces but it was all one voice. It was a lot like hearing the same sound in a different room -- the difference was there, but you'd have to be paying a lot of attention to notice it.
Not that the buck was really able to pay that kind of attention with all those distracting paws feeling and rubbing over his whole body and working little groans of pleasure out of him with ease. He began to realize that they knew him just as well as Thuja did. Devon wasn't about to complain, though. He was more than happy to just writhe around and enjoy the attention at this point. Drool started to fill his mouth, wanting more fruit or something to fall in and just as he thought it gentle rat paws dropped another berry in.
Sweet juices filled his head again, mixing with his happily dribbling slobber and leaving little stains of colour down his cheeks and chin. The buck might as well have cum again when Thuja resumed his thrusting. Gentler pushes of his cock made his body thrum with pleasure, his raw flesh savouring every motion as soft wolf paws fondled his balls and rat fingers curled around his cock just right.. They'd just started and it was already so much better than last time, he would be amazed if he had been capable of feeling any emotion as complex as that.
Another sweet, juicy berry hit Devon's tongue and the buck found himself overflowing with pleasure. His body quivered and the tip of his shaft throbbed desperately against the wolf's leg, pleading for even more attention. The canine was more than happy to oblige, providing a substantial hand to cup and roll the deer's balls, starting as slow and gentle as his partners in crime and escalating with them perfectly.
The trio was working him in perfect rhythm and slowly escalating. The lion's paws supported him while the rat and wolf ran their free hands up and down his sides mercilessly milking him for every little moan and groan he could give them. The lion's hips slamming deeper, little rat fingers tickling delicately but eagerly at Devon's cumslicked cock head and strong lupine paws fondling his balls and kneading his ass.
He was growing more and more aware of them as he felt Thuja's cum sliding between his innards and the lion's meaty flesh. He knew how quickly his friend's body was rushing toward a new orgasm, how warm his cock felt against the rat's hands. It might have been disconcerting if he were thinking more just as he felt the tingle of orgasm creeping up from his balls the paws and thrusts let up, slowly teasing to keep him hard but letting the impending orgasm fade. He knew what they were doing. They wanted to make him need release and they wanted him to know that they were in charge of it.
The lion pushed his prey back now, forcing the pleasure filled buck onto his back and pressing his head into the dirt while the lion's hips rocked even harder. Devon felt something soft and heavy on his chest and a tug on his antlers just before he felt the big, heavy rat balls press onto his face. The rat was more than eager to grind himself on the buck while his thick tail took over his hands' duties down low, stroking and working a buck boner while his heavy, musky balls dragged up and down his deer's face.
Soon, the buck was grinding his face right back in, breathing in the smell of the verdant murine while Thuja rammed his ass and the wolf teased and rubbed at his balls. Somewhere in his haze, Devon realized that he had made something of a mistake earlier when he believed the lion's maneflowers to have the world's greatest scent. That was clearly what he was experiencing now. Strong, sweaty and undeniably masculine, though simultaneously not unlike the scent of the woods themselves- albeit far stronger. Rich and sweet with the spice of flesh, earthy tones filling his head with lust and pushing other feelings and thoughts right out.
The deer's tongue unfurled, tempted to taste the sweet sweat. His warm muscle curled under the heavy orbs, lifting them over his muzzle and spilling over his eyes, blinding him as well as trapping him in the warm folds of his captors' scent. The heat of it alone was enough to send little shudders through his body and fill him with need twice over. He suddenly remembered how close Thuja was, his body quivering in anticipation of more of the lion's thick hot seed. His hole clenched, holding the lion deep in him as those impressive balls seized up and spurt after spurt of sticky cum filled the deer all over again.
At the same time he felt it dribble onto his head and leak onto his belly. He knew the wolf and the rat weren't locked in orgasm like the feline. Even blinded with balls he simply knew it but their cum still glazed his fur. The hot cream leaked out of him, running down his ass and pooling in the earth dug up by their vicious pounding, proving the difference between Thuja's blasts and his companions' drooling heat. He stopped thinking about it though when he felt something wrapping around his waist- little vines had grown out of the ground right under his ass and looped around him, holding him firmly down while Thuja continued to pound him with a playful little growl, digging claws into ass yet again. "Mmmm, attaboy, Devon. Just getting warmed up and you're already loving it. Moan for me, deer." The sarcasm at his name came in surround, all three of them speaking in perfect unison. He could hear it through his ears but somehow his thoughts seemed to say it with them.
Devon really had no choice but moan, the words bending his mind and body to Thuja's whim in an instant. The buck had lost his competitive streak under the massive pleasure and was more than happy to follow Thuja's commands, to let the creature work him and tease him endlessly. "Attaboy." A smack on his ass, another balls-muffled moan. "Now that I'm all here though we can really make you pretty and happy."
Before Devon could ask, the rat was shoved aside and two much, much larger paws took his antlers, a huge ass settling onto his chest and replacing the rat's smaller body. A rumble of pleasure erupted from this bear that seemed to come out of nowhere as he began to grind his own balls on the buck. The bear pressed the back of his head to the earth and pushed down hard, smothering him under a pair that was easily twice the rat's incredible size. They carried the exact same scent but with an unimaginable intensity. So potent that Devon couldn't help but fancy himself being in heaven.
The taste was overwhelming. He wasn't even thinking about licking them before his tongue waggled desperately at the green sac. The flavour filled his mouth like the berries but instead of that fruity sweetness he was rewarded with meaty musk as the bear rumbled in satisfaction. "Attaboy, Devon." His big paws were rubbing all over the buck's face and neck and shoulders, enormous weight holding him down while rat hands pulled his head deeper into the cleft of his sac by his antlers.
He was lost in the smell, whining as his rump suddenly felt empty, Thuja's cock slowly pulling free with a sloppy deluge of spooge coating his ass again. he knew the four predators were planning something, vague thoughts penetrating his musk and fruit and sex addled brain but as they shifted around him couldn't understand anything but the bear balls on his face and the grip on his antlers holding him into them. But before long he could feel something hard and warm shoving hard between his face and his divine home of ursine nuts. It didn't take long to recognize cock, leaking precum all over his face, mixing its salty sweet sap with the earthy musk matting his fur down.
Once the thing had fully engorged, he could feel the underside covering his face and either side of it pressing to an antler. He was also aware that he was being turned over, the powerful ursine paws easily ripping his body from the vines that held him. Devon was on the bear's belly now, looking up at the rat and wolf poised with their fat tools hard and glistening with their juices. He was a little disappointed to feel himself lifted from the bear's hot, sweaty sac, though the two yellow cocks poking at him and demanding his mouth's attention were a solid consolation prize. Quite literally without thinking, he opened up and his mouth was filled with dick and more dick.
The two cocks had already grown sticky with the precum that was coating Devon's mouth now as they ground into him and against one another, kissing and feeling one another up while their bucktoy shamelessly stared up at them, all the while slurping and sucking and drooling nonstop. "Is Devon enjoying the show?" came Thuja's voice, deepened by the bear's mouth.
There was no doubt about that. The pair over him made a big show of their tongues writhing together, drool dripping down onto the buck's face and running down his cheeks. He would have nodded but the fat tools pumping in and out of his mouth kept him staring up at the pair's display. The groping and feeling would seem lewd if it were in just about any other environment. But here it seemed almost clean next to everything else. He gargled desperately as his own drooling mouth struggled to handle the mass of manflesh jostling for position. The wolf's dick popped the rat's free to slap Devon across the face, leaving a trail of precum all over him. It didn't stop them though, thrusting hard and fast, smearing it into his fur and filling his throat until a lion's paw moved in to guide the free cock back into his mouth.
"Attaboy, Devon. Just open up wide for my dicks," commanded Thuja's deep, rumbling bear voice. There was something about it- the scale of it's owner, the strength, the firmness behind it- that made that voice absolutely impossible to argue against. Even more so than the lion's was becoming. Devon would comply, without a shadow of doubt. His mouth opened even wider and his jaw strained ever so slightly now to accommodate the two cocks while the rat and wolf began to grunt and groan, Their thrusts becoming more and more desperate as they approached climax.
The pair locked into another kiss and pushed in together one more time, pressing their heads into the back of his mouth and pumping their seed into him. It might have just been his state of mind, but Devon couldn't remember ever seeing such a long lived orgasm from anyone, let alone two guys. His moans were muffled by their cocks as he ground his own into the grass, eagerly gulping down their seed until he found himself with a full, satisfied belly. They lingered down his throat, air barely leaking around them into his lungs and yet he was feeling strange. He didn't need to breath as deeply anymore and yet his lungs were filling with air. He couldn't see but he knew, as the rat and wolf turned their gaze down on him that he was different on the outside too. He didn't know what it was, even to Thuja it was subtle. But he knew they were doing something to him.
"Yes I am, thuja," The lion's old voice said importantly. "That is a much better name for you don't you think?" The buck just gargled something in agreement. thuja knew the answer was positive without hearing his words and gave his ass a nice pat. "Attaboy, thuja. It fits you so much better. Shit, maybe it's always been your name. I'll bet you'd always have answered to it." He wouldn't lie, the buck knew it. thuja could well have always been his name.
The big bear stood up quickly, knocking the others away with a pleased chuckle, and lifting the newly named thuja into the air. It was comfortable suspended there by those powerful arms. His smile grew even larger as that massively thick bear cock worked in between his cheeks, smearing Thuja's cooling cum on it as the bear pulled him back. The tip mixed precum into his ass' cum coating, teasing away while those massive paws rubbed and worked at his body. As the huge dick spread his hole open, cum drizzled out of him, lubing the bear's cock with leonine cum, kept fresh and warm in the deer's body.
The new thuja moaned aloud, already full of desperation just a the thought of that thing inside him. He pressed down while his body begged to be stuffed He looked up in wonder at the size of the bear, looming over him like a giant. He had to be at least ten feet tall and was clearly strong enough to hold him like a doll, shoving harder and harder until the buck's used and slick hole spread wide enough to handle the tool forcing into him. He cried out loudly, writhing around the bear's dick loving the intensity of his rough plowing. Inch after inch of the fattest cock he'd ever felt filled the cervine thuja to the brim, only stopping when he was flush against the bear's hips, exhausted and overjoyed at the throbbing stretching his innards. He could actually feel each pulse of that massive thing through his entire body.
He was aware of the others closing in around him before he opened his eyes to see. The rat grabbed his antlers again, pulling him into the nook between his balls and that delicious yellow shaft to let him lick up the flavour of sex sap and sweet sweat that he was more than eager to lap up. He glanced down to watch the wolf crawl under him, leaning over one side and giving thuja's buck cock a long, wet slurp from base to head that sent even more shivers down his spine. Lap after lap, perfectly timed and positioned to keep him right on the edge.
The lion finally got back into the game now, sitting atop his buck's back like a saddle and stroking himself slowly while the wolf worked, the rat filled his muzzle and the bear continued to pound his rear. Massive paws kept hold of his hips, rocking his body up and down that thick cock with enough force to move the other three with him.
"Mmm, I'm getting close, aren't I, thuja? Can't keep this up too much longer, can I?" The buck moaned against the rat's junk in response and rocked his hips. "Hahaha, sure can't. That's right. But before I get off, my newest finger's gotta be with me. He's gotta join me, be me through and through. Just like that silly name he used to have, he's gotta be ready to give up all his old ideas and cares and everything else. He's gotta be me. He's gotta want it and need it," the lion went on with some little grunts, still working himself and grinding into his deer. "So how about it? How about I just let that old mentality and identity sink down into my deer balls so I can get rid of it for good?"
The bear rumbled as he began to shove in harder and harder, grabbing the buck's cock hard and shoving the wolf's head into some balls as he began to stroke roughly. All four spoke in unison once more: "So just let all of that old self sink down there so I can get rid of it. Just like I'd always wanted to. Just like I need to. I want to be truly free of that old self, those old responsibilities, those old cares and worries. Let's get rid of it, thuja."
Thuja could feel his balls expanding and his need growing now, he could feel the old, unwanted self sinking down and out of his mind, leaving even more space for the joy of being and fucking Thuja. For a split second, he could feel a tight deer ass wrapped around his thick cock, and then a tongue slobbering and adoring his generous rat balls, or a soft furred back on his lion balls and a delicious deer cock and balls on his sensitive lupine tongue.
He truly wanted the poor deer to really be part of him and so he had to make sure that every last shred of his personality drained down into his balls, make them swell as big as he could make them before he could let anybody cum. The lion laughed heartily as he watched his puppets writhe in pleasure, basking in the feelings crashing through his mind. As the deer was learning they all shared their bodies with him and he shared those feelings with them. The true Thuja was in complete control of everything- which feelings were transferred, who did what, what was said. There was some degree of autonomy, but even that was limited to what Thuja granted his puppets. The newest thuja could feel that power sinking into him. The precum dripping on his back, gushing into him from either end was planting the final seeds of his authority. Finally he couldn't even remember he ever had a different name. He had always been part of Thuja and he always would be. He remembered the competitive spirit, the enterprise, even the independence but they were traits that belonged to Thuja for him to use.
"I'm ready aren't I, Thuja?" teased the chorus surrounding the buck. "Ready to get rid of that old deer forever. I'll have a whole new toy and I'll never have to call my self such a silly name as 'Devon' again."
The rat allowed the buck to speak, finally, pulling back and stroking himself so the deer could finally respond in his new voice. "Yes! Yes Thuja, I'm ready to be you, please let me be you!" Between the canine tongue, the bear's paw, the humongous cock ramming his ass and the potent balls inches from his nose, the buck was so close it was almost painful.
"Oh, come on, silly little puppet. You can beg better than that, can't you?"
"Oh ffuuck, please Thuja, please, please, let me cum, let me be you, let me get rid of that stupid old name!"
"That's more, mmf, more like it, yeah. Good." A snap of his fingers and all of them erupted at once. Their bodies shook as they unleashed torrents of jizz in and on the buck's body. The rat washed his face sloppily in his seed painting him white in only a second before aiming again for his mouth. Joined as he was now to Thuja, neither had to guide the cock, letting the violently throbbing flesh find his mouth with the perfect accuracy of one hand touching another. The taste only made his balls empty harder, his cock aching as his old self rushed through it hot and musky. The wolf held his length away from him as if not to let it splatter on his body. He was all too glad to spray his load onto the buck's belly though.
It ricocheted onto his cock and up his chest, making a wild mess of him. The thick cream dripping back down to the ground in gooey puddles, growing quickly into a little pond of white, hot batter. Not to be ignored though, the bear's share of seed blasted into the deer's gut like a cannon. His belly swelled to handle it all, stretching little by little into a gently rounded mound that Thuja couldn't help but giggle to himself over. He'd never even imagined seeing a belly on that buck in all the years he'd known him. Of course as horny as he was and as much as he could cum from his bear the deer would probably look like this very often in the future.
The lions own seed arched out over his newest addition splattering his rat's belly through the frame of those cum dripping antlers. Rope after rope of his pearly jizz coated the buck's head and the rat's belly and crotch until he angled himself downward to throw his spunk across his buck's back. He smiled and watched as vines sprouted once more from the earth, the seed puddle soaking in to fuel their growth as they wrapped all about the buck, tugging him back down to the earth and into the remains of the party's mess.
Changes had been happening for a while, but they were just now becoming obvious. His fur seemed to become grasslike where the spooge had struck him - which was more or less everywhere at this point - and the change was spreading to the few untouched areas. His skin turned a nice yellow to match Thuja's while his antlers shifted and changed, becoming slightly flexible as they turned into branches with tiny leaves and young red blossoms here and there.
All five of Thuja were nearing their finish as the vines coiled around their legs and arms, tying them to the forest around them. Cum lashed out everywhere grass and flowers and vines taking over the campsite pulling it down under a blanket of spooge and life, vines and shrubs growing into a canopy of leaves just overhead. After another minute or five of pleasure Thuja finally seemed to get his senses back.
"Oh, looks like it's dark already. Least I don't need a tent anymore."
The lion tickled the buck's chin as he extracted himself from the vinebed and knelt at Thuja's feet. He felt content, he knew he would need to add another soon but his collective was looking to be in excellent shape so far. He had variety and numbers, both of which would be expanded even further soon enough. So he laid his bear down as a warm soft cushion and set his rat to kiss and massage his feet. Little kisses and tender, worshipful licks relaxed him and himself as he laid back, allowing his remaining toys to put their hands to use wherever they'd like. A wolf massaged his tired legs while the buck rubbed at his chest and kissed at his mane. Thuja himself was happy to go to sleep worshipped and dreaming of conquest and further assimilation.