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Rudolph has Issues II

Author's notes: The pronoun and noun changes that happen later are not accidental. They're meant to make the audience understand why Rudolph acts the way he does during the upcoming events (plus it also made writing the story a lot easier for me). I would like to extend thanks to my online consultant who answered some of my questions regarding oral sex.

Three weeks went by. During that time, Rudolph and Dasher discussed how this session was to proceed. Dasher was very pleased indeed when Rudolph agreed to the bisexual buck's suggestion.

"How are you going to pull this off?" Rudolph asked.

Dasher smiled, "You don't think I've done straight bucks before? All it takes is screwing up the signals."

Rudolph paused, "The what?" Dasher nodded, "I've giving off all kinds of signals: visual, tactile, chemical, vocal...even more so while engaging in sex. All of these things tell you that I'm male and thus prevent you from really getting aroused in my presence. What if those signals were minimized to a bare minimum? You are a lot less likely to not enjoy being pleasured by a male buck if your body and mind are fooled into thinking I'm a doe. Or more accurately just reduce the signals enough so that you can easily forget my gender. That is even more likely if you actively try your best to imagine it's a female deer doing this to you. Don't worry I've done this kind of thing before, heh heh."

Rudolph nodded, "That's going to take a lot of work you know. There are lots of things about you that tell me you're male."

Dasher grinned, "You'd be amazed what next-gen North Pole technology and simple ingenuity can accomplish."

Dasher had set to work soon afterwards. Fortunately he still had the majority of the equipment needed and the rest wasn't hard to procure. Dasher looked through a list he had complied years go: "Let's see: I have to mask my pheromones. Check. Give off female ones. Check. Change my voice. Check. Reduce the amount of weight I bring down on the bed and floor. Check. Loose jewelry to make sound. Check...." One by one the appropriate task and needed gear were matched. It took quite a while to set up: several days.

Rudolph anxiously waited in his own bedroom every night. Then one day he got the call: "Do you still want to go through with this?"

Rudolph paused for the longest time, "Yes."

A very different voice answered, startling Rudolph: "Wonderful sweetie! This doe is very anxious to meet you!" It did not sound male in the least, not even a stereotypical gay buck's voice.

"Dasher?" he asked tentatively.

"She is talking to you now, and call me D. She will be your entertainment for your evening. Be in your bedroom at midnight," the female-like voice answered.

Dasher hung up the phone and grinned, "This voice-changing device never ceases to amaze me." Then he began to round up his equipment, including a very large strap-on. After all, Dasher didn't want anything to give away that he was male during the "fun"....anything. Rudolph was really baffled, that couldn't be Dasher! Even when that buck was sounding effeminate he could never sound that effeminate! Rudolph would still have knew it was a male deer talking. Not here though. Maybe this could work out after all, he thought.

Rudolph sat in darkness as he had been instructed. All the lights in the house were off...and the door unlocked. He had been lying on his bed blindfolded (this was to prevent the buck from being able to see due to the glow of his red nose), which oddly enough had been covered with several layers of soft padding as had the floor. Hell even the hallway floor. Dasher had done that the day before and told Rudolph not to remove them. It had been an hour since Rudolph had laid down, panting anxiously. He had no idea what to expect. The doorbell rang, and soon after the door opened.

Rudolph's ears perked up, "D-Dasher?" The distinct of a doe (buck?) humming sensuously while walking in high heels could be heard.

"Oh Rudolph, baby? Are you there?" the rough equivalent of a human bombshell babe's voice inquired.

"I'm...in here. As you, um, asked....Das-..I mean D!" Rudolph answered in an uncertain voice. That erotic voice definitely was turning him on.

"How did you find your way around the house? All the lights are off." Rudolph asked.

"Technology can light the way," "D" said, adjusting "her" advanced night-vision sunglasses. "I can see you almost as if the lights were on, heh heh!" she chuckled. It was pitch-black. Absolute darkness, not even moonlight was getting in. Rudolph could not see his hand even if he waved it in front of him. He had almost tripped on the way to the bed.

The door to his bedroom opened, and Rudolph could sense the heat coming off of her (him?). He was already so confused. The footsteps were extremely soft, not that of a very heavy muscular reindeer at all. No doubt due to all the floor padding, Rudolph thought. What Rudolph didn't know was that D was wearing padded high-heels. That also decreased the amount of weight she brought to bear on the ground: D didn't take chances. As a result, her weight seemed to go down significantly. Rudolph was no longer certain if the reindeer in the room was Dasher. She (he?) certainly gave off a lot of pheromones (synthetic of course), not of them buck.

D looked at Rudolph lying on the bed and giggled mischievously before pausing to scratch her fur. Or at least she would have if a very tight and specialized body suit wasn't in the way. Her arms also keep brushing up against her large "breasts" which made faint jiggling noises whenever they moved. D took a deep whiff, inhaling a number of smells: perfume, makeup, and such...all serving to conceal any scents that might disrupt the illusion. It wasn't an easy device to work with since cooling was a problem (which is why the room was set to be a bit cold via a ground fan). But it did the job: manufacturing smells from a number of compact olfactory generators. The body suit understandably cost D a pretty penny (with Prancer footing part of the bill) but she didn't care.

Rudolph shook his head in disbelief, "I can't believe I'm saying this D, but you've done it. I cannot distinguish you from a doe. Even the air displacement that should be generated due to your large male body's movements is disrupted by the fan's wind going across the bed."

The voluptuous female voice answered from the darkness, "See stud? It can be done. Now forget what your mind knows and let your senses and imagination take over. Let them tell you the reindeer before you is the doe you've dreamed of. Embrace the illusion and not the truth. It's the only way Rudy. Sexy buck you!"

Rudolph suddenly laughed out loud, "It's true! Everything's telling me you're a doe, so that's what you shall be tonight! Hah!" The powerful chemicals of a female deer in heat flooded the room, and the slender buck got a raging hard-on. His red nose lit up like a Christmas tree though the glasses' tech compensated appropriately (though not before she was blinded for a few seconds).

"Such a big boy, naughty Rudy!" she shook her finger disapprovingly in the darkness at him. The night vision allowed D to easily spot the red-nosed reindeer's penis. She paused to scratch her butt with the false long fingernails of the glove as best she could, though even that was a bit different due to the suit's padding. That wasn't an accident, the bodysuit was designed to give the wearer's shape a slightly more doe-like form due to extra pads in key areas.

Rudolph was now in intense heat himself, his body responding to the stimuli D was feeding him so skillfully. She was sure to make a loud of erotic sounds, not too slutty but definitely sensual.

"I need you baby," D moaned with a vixen's voice.

In his mind's eye Rudolph put together a picture of exquisite beauty: the doe of his dreams. Till the night was over Rudolph would embrace the illusion whole-heartedly without question. And D for her part would do the same as best she could: method-actor that she was, though she'd probably overdo it. She'd always been a drama queen. Rudolph's cock was all too eager to buy into this fantasy, it was swollen hugely and throbbing with blood. It responded hugely to the intense pheromones put out by the mysterious reindeer.

"I want you D," Rudolph whispered softly, having completely embraced the illusion.

She climbed onto the bed very slowly, her breathing ragged. D barely made an impression on the excessively-padded bed.

"You're so light," the young buck exclaimed drunk on her scent.

"I like to keep a lithe figure," she giggled, putting on the act she had done so many times it had become second-nature to her.

"How did you know I was here?" Rudolph said with lewd suggestiveness, his cock shaking back and forth.

"You wrote me a beautiful love letter a long time ago, but I had to track you down since you were hard to locate," the female reindeer cooed lustfully

"Who are you?" he asked grinning.

"Dasher's sister of course," she laughed out loud. Rudolph signed as her perfume hit him hard.

D smiled. Rudolph was visibly turned on. He smelled very strongly of sweat and musk. And his male pheromones were extremely potent. Then again so would hers, her true ones that is if the suit wasn't doing such a good job suppressing them. As she crawled forward on all fours, she felt the inescapable urge to masturbate right then and there. D reached down to do so but the strap-on was in the way. She just shrugged and inhaled the wonderful aroma of the strapping young buck's sweat. Rudolph was healthy and in his prime alright.

"What you doing doe?" the buck asked a bit impatiently.

"Examining your north pole....hey it doesn't seem to be pointing upwards like it should be. Shouldn't that needle of yours be facing north?," she laughed in spite of knowing that would not be the case at the North Pole. The healthy buck's cock was pointing right at her as if Rudolph was offering it to the doe.

"Is that candy-cane for me? You shouldn't have Rudolph. And under the mistletoe no less!" D giggled playfully. She paused to rub her false snout extension with its pert pseudo-nose. Shame I can't hide the antlers, she thought. Those she could not conceal.

"You are one hot-looking buck! I wish I had met you in the shower with nothing more than a towel on...or maybe not even that much! The fun we'd have together!" Rudolph's dream doe laughed.

Or the fun we would have had in another life. If we had been born different reindeer, she frowned wistfully as that sad thought hit her.

Rudolph joked playfully, "Yeah. Be careful or I might get you pregnant!"

She shrugged and moaned, "The thought of you blowing your load up my pussy makes me hot. Fuck me hard enough and I'll have your baby! Well, not really tee-hee!"

She was so good at playing the part of a nympho "fuck-bunny". Practice makes perfect, she thought. The altered voice helped a lot: otherwise she'd be way too embarrassed to talk or act in such an overly effeminate manner. Her genitals itched but it couldn't be helped. Besides it would only make her that much horny. Eager to take that buck for her own, temporally. Tonight was their night. She rubbed her naturally-slender gloved hands together.

"Do you want me baby?" she moaned lustfully at him with slutty abandon.

Rudolph was so pheromone-bombarded he couldn't stand it anymore and screamed, "My cock needs your mouth on it!"

D was so lost in the fantasy that even she was at times momentarily forgetting who she actually was, "This slutty bitch's lips are going to suck you off good stud!"

Rudolph's cock was hugely erect, the buck's balls throbbing with semen. She exhaled her peppermint-scented breath on Rudolph's cock, chuckling softly as he shuddered slightly.

"Poor baby, your bloated balls can't possibly hold all that tasty buck sperm can they? Let's get some of that painful goodness out of your body and into my mouth. Where it belongs, heh heh," she gently raked his cock with her fake fingernails.

The horny buck trembled. "Oh yes bitch touch me there please," he exhaled almost inaudible, trying to stay composed but failing miserably.

For a handful of seconds there was no response from the doe in the darkness. Then suddenly Rudolph found one limb after another unable to move. He had been handcuffed to the bed! She giggled, amazing what quick stealth could accomplish.

"D?" he asked tentatively, feeling a bit excited by the kinkiness.

"I wouldn't want you to do anything unpredictable and spoil the fantasy now, like touch me somewhere you shouldn't Rudy," her erotic tone hiding her professional concern over Rudolph remembering who she was.

"Besides, don't you like this? Does it make Little Rudolph harden?" the doe asked good-naturedly.

"Yes," the buck's near silent sign betraying his excitement. He had had fantasies about being a sub to a dominant doe. She once again felt Rudolph's balls with her slender fingers, feeling their texture.

"You do like does for sure," she said quietly, then grinned a dirty grin. Rudolph's mouth was wide open, his eyes opening and closing faintly through the blindfold as he tried in vain to not throw his head back in delight.

"I've got the center of your being eh? You boys and your cocks," she laughed in mock-teasing. "I'd tie you up with Christmas tree lights but that's a bit impractical," she laughed as a particularly comical memory of a previous session hit her.

She had to admit, Rudolph had some big balls. The doe couldn't even begin to suppress her glee at the thought of so much tasty buck sperm was imprisoned within Rudolph. Waiting to be freed. Extracted like ivory oil from the reindeer's long well. Time to unwrap my present, she thought. She grasped one on Rudolph's swollen testicles and began to gently squeeze and stroke it. Rudolph clenched his teeth in a grimace as he fought back a cry of pleasure. The doe could actually feel its warmth, its softness in her grasp. How filled it really was with the handsome cervine's seed. You're going to make a doe very pregnant someday, she thought to herself. The very large bulge between the female reindeer's legs annoyed her as she couldn't rub it. Not with the strap-on and the suit in the way. She smirked evilly as she ran her fingers across the underside of the strong buck's cock, listening to him quiver and shake haphazardly. Rudolph inhaled sharply. A lot of sweat was soaking the hair around the reindeer's penis. So much the better, she thought as she always had enjoyed the smell. Abruptly she grabbed the reindeer's erection hard and squeezed it tight, enjoying Rudolph's initial reaction of surprise and his subsequent soft groan and exhale.

She began to milk the reindeer's member, up and down repeatedly. Not very fast at first, she wanted to tease him a bit. She kept it up for a number of minutes, watching Rudolph get progressively more restless and aroused. He kept grabbing the bed's top layer of padding and clenching it hard with his hand.

"Ooohhh...that is something D," the young buck signed quietly, his voice shaky.

"It is," she nodded huskily.

D stared at the cervine's cock-head, licking her lips. It looked more succulent than any candy cane. Rudolph wasn't exactly the biggest equipment-wise but he did have very large balls. It was exactly kinda comical-looking, the size of ratio of Rudolph's average shaft to his enormous spheres. She could close her entire hand around them and not be able to compress them any further. She actually drooled on the reindeer's cock-head by accident, a soft whimper and barely audible groan erupting from Rudolph's mouth. It got louder when she began to rub the saliva into the erection-head itself, all the while fighting the urge to latch onto it and suck away. Thankfully she had a rather thin, small tongue so that wouldn't be an issue illusion shattering-wise.

"I'm getting thirsty Rudolph," she cooed. She chuckled as the doe observed him still squirming in his binds. His toned chest rose and fell with his breathing. She couldn't resist any longer he just looked too yummy to leave alone anymore. One thing that helped turn Rudolph on was the fact that he couldn't even see the doe in front of him...or what she was going to do. Then a surprisingly intense sensation unlike anything the buck had felt before caused him to whimper noisily. Rudolph's breathing stopped abruptly as a very wet pleasurable feeling swept his cock.

"Christ D! I had no idea anything could be like this!" The buck gasped abruptly, his voice weakened by the stimulation D was giving him. The doe chuckled as she listened to the horny cervine's dry gasps for breath.

"You bucks, so vulnerable between the legs!" She giggled, her false nose brushing up against the buck's erection. Even her snout couldn't give her away due to slight extensions, both on the upper and lower jaw to simulate a doe's mouth. Not to mention a bit of lip additions, however annoying they were. It also wasn't an accident D was using only part of her tongue to pleasure Rudolph, as opposed to its full width. She enjoyed tracing her tongue across Rudolph's penis, coating it with hot saliva. Cum continued to bloat the buck's balls and she laughed. Rudolph was perspiring fiercely, the night air chilling and tightening his skin.

That's it, she thought, yield to my caresses. She found herself enjoying the familiar taste of the buck's vaguely salty member and how swollen it was. D did a lot of testicle-caressing while continuing to lap Rudolph's shaft and balls. Rudolph had his head back and his mouth open, his legs spread wide apart (as much as the cuffs would allow that is).

"You're real tense, aren't you? Let me help you out Rudy," she adjusted her aim so that her tongue brushed across his head. Rudolph gave a loud moan and blushed.

"No shame in this Rudolph," she said. After all you're getting only the signals I'm sending you and very few of them conflict with the illusion I'm presenting, she thought. The doe's hand firmly wrapped around the buck's erection, the false fingernails briefly striking it. D watched the male reindeer carefully, gauging his reactions. I'm not going to let him cum anytime soon, she thought evilly though truthfully...it had always been a he pleasuring Rudolph the whole time. D was Dasher, and the night was only beginning.