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Chapter 2

<Cassie, what are you doing?> I asked. Before I could blink three times, she had reached for a second horse condom from the box, and was walking toward me. I was already feeling awkward enough standing naked in front of my best friend's girlfriend. In her operating lab. Transformed into some rare red deer. Seconds after she had beaten me off!

She could have at least wiped the strings of my cum out of her clothes and hair. I tried to step back, but I had never seen her be so determined. She darted underneath me, gripping my penis again. Bad move.

I squealed and reflexively jumped back, almost knocking Cassie over. <Hey! That's sensitive!> was all I could manage.

Grimacing, Cassie looked under my wide belly. "Damn it," she said, swearing for the second time I had ever heard, in just a few seconds. "Your erection is fading. We've got to try it again!"

<Cassie, stop this! So what if your Cashred deer are too stupid to get this right? There's still 148 more of them. Your dad gave up, it's time for us to do the same.>

But she refused to see sense. How could she not realize that I was not okay with this? I had only reluctantly agreed to even come out to the barn, and now she wanted to...hand-collect my semen? For the second time? Still, she said, "Marco, this is way more important than our embarrassment."

<Our embarrassment? You're not the one standing around naked.>

She gave me a sharp look, and then pointedly wiped a string of my sticky white goop out of her hair. Okay, so maybe she had a point.

"Marco, just try to 'get it up' again. If you can't, we'll have to give up or think of something else. Go sniff the pheromones, while I try to get some of this gunk off of me."

That was my chance. All I had to do was fail to get an erection, and I could go home and try...very hard...to forget any of this happened. Still, I had to be careful. Even from where I stood, I could smell that scent. The pheromones were amazing at driving other thoughts out of your head, and I could feel my cock tingling. While Cassie was turned around, using paper towers to clean herself off, I took a deep breath through my mouth and walked over to the mounting block.

Turns out deer can hold their breaths for quite a while. Without the scent to stimulate me, I could see my penis dwindling. That is, until Cassie came over to me. I don't know why I was still surprised when she boldly just reached under me and grabbed my penis.

<Hey!>

"Come on, Marco, you can do it," she said, starting to slide her hand up and down my dick. Scent or no scent, that felt good. I had to hold my breath: if I caught a whiff while Cassie was touching me like that, I was a goner for sure.

Still, I could feel myself swelling in her hand. My heavy balls still tingled from their recent work, but I was definitely growing. Cassie said, "There we go...almost there..." Would it be so bad if I just let her keep going?

I had to think of something else. I had plenty of sad thoughts to think about, so I turned my mind to my mother, which served the double purpose of grossing me out. Just to make sure, I thought-spoke to Cassie, <Ow...geez, I'm still so sesitive.> I just hope it didn't sound as lame as it looks on paper.

Cassie's eye's widened as my growing cock began to shrink again, and in desperation she began rubbing harder, reaching further under me to cup my balls. <Hey, that hurts!> I exclaimed, stepping away from her. <I'm sorry, Cassie, I don't think I can do it.>

To my relief, Cassie flung the condom onto a nearby table and let go of me. "We were so close. Where's that handheld A.V.? This never would have happened if I had that."

I tried to be comforting as I shuffled further away from the mounting block. I needed another breath of air. <It's okay, Cassie. You really tried. I don't think anyone could have expected more from you. I wish I could have been more helpful.>

"If only we had the deer for another day, we could just try this again tomorrow. Are you sure you can't go erect?" She asked. Her eyes were really shiny...she was about to cry. Why did she have to do that?

<I'm sure,> I lied. <Maybe the zoo will think of something on its own.>

Luckily, she didn't start crying. Unfortunately, it was much, much worse. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, "There's another thing we could try."

<Cassie...>

"No, this'll work, Marco. We just need one of us to put a condom on Ronno."

My mouth gaped. <You have to be kidding me, Cassie. You want to try to beat off a...what...400-pound wild animal? I almost knocked you flat, and I'm me!>

"He's only 314 pounds, and...that's not exactly the plan. We just need to put the condom on. I take it you don't want to do that?"

<I don't even want to be in the same room as that thing!> I bleated for emphasis.

Cassie sighed. "Well, I can't promise that. Here's the plan: I put a condom on him, and you take Bambi's form. You'll be fine. Even if he accidentally hurt you, you could just shift back. When he's finished with you, I collect the condom and we can both go home."

There was nothing to say. This was it, she'd gone completely mad. I just stood there, thought-speechless.

"Marco?"

I shook my head vigorously. <I thought that they didn't get along together,> looking for a way out of this insanity.

"Bambi won't let Ronno near, not the other way around. As long as you make sure when you morph her that you're in heat, he'll be glad to oblige."

I was silent, thinking. How could she even consider this?

She apparently realized I'd need more convincing than that. I didn't know she had it in her, but she said, "That was a two-hour test, Marco. I had to sit there, looking like you for two hours. That number sound familiar? I barely made it out in time! You owe me this, Marco."

Hey, there were worse forms to almost get stuck in than "me". Okay, I definitely owed her one, but there was no way in hell I was going to go through with this plan. That was above and beyond the call of duty. However, there was something I could try in an effort to get out of this...

<Alright, I'll do it, Cassie. But I can't guarantee I'll be able to morph into heat. I can give it a shot, but we're not all as amazing as you at shifting.> I had learned quickly that controlling your heat cycle when you morph was very very important, ever since the others had forced me to become a wolf bitch (apparently having two males in a wolf pack was asking for trouble). So I could definitely choose whether or not I was in heat. But Cassie didn't know that.

"It's not hard, Marco. You just have to...think about it while you shift. That's why I never choose male forms if I can help it. Males are always ready to be distracted by lust."

<Hey!>

She groaned. "Male animals, Marco, not humans."

It only took a few minutes to put the plan into action. I shifted back and went into Bambi's pen with her. She was very timid, though I could understand why she didn't want to have anything to do with Ronno. He must be three times her size!

I acquired her form without difficulty, and went back to the operating room, where Cassie was moving some retractable metal walls out from the side of the room. Right next to the mounting block, she'd made what was essentially a temporary stall, about the same width and length as a horse. I guess that was where she expected me to stand while I let Ronno mount me. Fat chance!

I don't like to lie, and I especially don't like lying to my friends, but Cassie was being completely unreasonable. I could sympathize with her; she really cared about the future of these deer. But she had to realize that not everyone else cares as much as her. I'd heard in school that something like 10 species go extinct every year, so what if one more does?

"Alright, Cassie, here goes. I just have to think about it?" Of course I was planning to do just the opposite!

She nodded, "It's really easy, Marco. Give it a shot."

Shifting into the doe was a lot more pleasant than morphing Ronno, since we were already about the same size, but I still always felt awkward when I felt my genitals changing. I always had to remind myself that being a girl was just a cosmetic change. I'd always be Marco for real. Unless...*shudder* I got trapped in a form.

I walked into the stall, certain that I wasn't in heat. Soon, I'd be off the hook, and Cassie wouldn't claim I didn't try. <Well?> I asked, pretending to be clueless.

I bleated in surprise as Cassie stepped behind me and grabbed my tail, lifting it up. <Hey!> I shouted for what must have been the hundredth time that night. <Can't a guy get any privacy?>

"I have to see to tell, Marco," she said, but when she got a look she added "Damn it!", swearing for the third time. "Come on, Marco, you can do this. Try again, and think about...I don't know, think about sex while you shift. It's hard to describe."

<I'm sorry, Cassie, I'm really trying. But I don't know how many more times I can morph before I get too tired...>

The words I was dying to hear came out of her mouth, "Just one more try, then, Marco."

I was probably a bit too eager as I shifted back to Marco and began to shift again. It must've been ten o'clock already, and I was ready to head home and collapse on my bed. I made sure to think of anything but sex as I assumed Bambi's form, which ended with my new little flag tail sprouting up behind me.

<Did it work?> I asked, lifting my tail for her to look. Marco from 8:00 tonight would never have believed that in two hours time, he'd be raising his tail to give Cassie a nice, close-up look of his vagina. But it was worth it - this small indignity was all that was left before I could finally escape and go home.

She crouched down behind me, looking at my soft, unswollen mound. I'd expected her to swear again, but instead there was this eerie silence.

I looked over my shoulder at her. <Cassie?> I asked nervously.

She stood, saying, "I can work around this." What? My wide eyes followed her as she reached for the little spray bottle. Before I could stop her, she'd sprayed what she'd called "doe in heat urine" all over my backside. It was cold and wet under my tail.

<Hey, what are you doing?!>

Cassie said, "Now you're as good as in heat. Ronno won't know the difference."

She started walking over to the counter to grab something else. This was getting out of hand! There's no way I was going to go through with this! But I had promised I would. She'd know I was lying if I just said I didn't want to do it. So I said, <Maybe Ronno won't, but I will! I...I won't be ready. I'll be too tight! God, Cassie, he's three times my size!>

She was already back from the counter, a plastic squeeze bottle in her hand. She seemed to ignore my increasing concern, saying, "I've already thought of that. This lube will work wonders, trust me. I've done this a lot."

When she reached behind me with the tube, I had to stop myself from kicking her. She wasn't listening! Instead, I lowered my tail, covering my genitals. If she noticed, I don't know. She just grabbed my tail and and pulled it aside.

I was too startled to stop her as she squeezed some lube onto her fingers. The next thing I knew, she began to rub the wet goop around the outside of my pussy. <Cassie...stop! What are you doing!?>

"I'm getting you ready, Marco. Don't worry, I'm almost done." She added, "Now...this might feel a little weird..."

What? My ears perked up and I looked over my shoulder at her. That's when I felt it. She pushed her fingers into my pussy. It must have been two or three fingers, and with the lube, they slid right in. My eyes popped open and my jaw dropped. It didn't hurt or anything, but it definitely felt weird.

She pulled her fingers out slowly, tugging gently against my insides, and as I was trying to think of some way, any way out of this, she spread some more lube on her fingers and pushed them back inside. I shivered and clenched my eyes shut as she pushed her pointer finger as deep into me as she could get, swirling it around deep inside of me to spread the jelly around.

<Cassie...> was all I managed to say as she probed me. To be honest, it felt kind of good, but still...my best friend's girl was lubing me up for a big buck. The universe didn't make sense anymore. Well, it made even less sense. The universe had stopped making sense when we found out that the five of us had to defend the world from an alien invasion.

"Alright," she said, pulling out. She sprayed a bit more doe urine on my rump before adding, "You're all ready to go, now, Marco. I'll be right back."

I shifted uncomfortably in the stall. How could I explain my sudden change of heart? Cassie had dealt with all the problems I could think of. I was prepped and good to go. How could I back out with just seconds to spare without Cassie realizing I'd never intended to go through with this plan? My mind was racing.

Cassie wasn't in the room, but she was close enough for thought-speech. <Are...are you sure you'll be able to control him? It might be dangerous for you...>

I had to wait a second for her response, when she opened the door to the lab again, entering the room with her bike helmet on, holding a rope. "I'll be careful, Marco, and I've still got my helmet." She walked into the room, and I realized what was at the other end of that rope.

There he was. Just looking at him made me stop in my tracks, like a deer in the headlights. I stared at him, every muscle tense, with my ears laid back. Ronno allowed himself to be led by Cassie, entering the operating room with an air of indifference.

He was huge, his reddish-brown fur gleaming in the harsh laboratory lights. I'd seen him before of course, but now he seemed larger than ever. I heard his hooves clatter against the tile floor with each ominous step. I watched with dread when the moment finally came: Ronno sniffed the air, and suddenly his boredom disappeared. His eyes locked on me, staring me down. If I was frozen before, now I was trapped in concrete.

Cassie said, "Don't let him mount until I can get the condom on."

That snapped me out of it. Why was I just standing there?! I needed to do something. Morph back, or run away, or something. I couldn't let that beast mount me! I still didn't have an excuse for Cassie, but that was becoming less and less important to me as Ronno approached.

<Cassie...wait.>

She couldn't really stop Ronno from doing whatever he wanted at this point. He just walked up behind me, pulling Cassie along as she got the condom ready. I'd need to morph back and quickly become a gorilla or something. Would I be able to do both transformations in time? I was starting to get tired. Still, it was worth the risk.

I concentrated on my normal, human self. I began to transform, starting with my head, apparently. I had never been good at directing my morphing. In retrospect, I really wish my transformation had begun with my rump.

I bleated in shock when I felt it. Ronno sniffed under my tail, and then gave me a powerful lick. Any thought of transformation left my head at that point, and I quickly stabilized again as Bambi. I don't know if Cassie even noticed that I'd tried. I arched my long neck back, looking over my shoulder at the intrusive buck.

He was so much taller than me, he had to bend his neck way down to lick my pussy. He'd barely have to lift himself up to step over me! This was ridiculous! Lube or no lube, I wasn't ready for him. My eyes locked on his growing erection, which pointed right toward me. Cassie's fingers had been a tight enough fit. His cock was at least twice as wide!

He licked me again. I tried to swivel away, but I was trapped in the makeshift stall. Now what?! It was too late to morph, and I don't know if Cassie could stop Ronno if she tried. Still, that was my only hope. Even as Cassie began to reach under Ronno and slide the condom onto his tip, I screamed <Cassie, wait! Stop...stop, I don't want to do this!>

Cassie hesitated. I guess she was thinking about it...whether to ignore me and let Ronno rape me or not. Knowing how close she was to getting the semen sample she wanted to badly. Maybe I'm being too hard on her. Still, she hesitated before grabbing the rope and tugging on it with all her might. "Come on, Ronno! Get back! Dang it, I wish I hadn't already acquired you..."

She'd waited too long. Ronno was ready, and he wasn't going to take no for an answer. My eyes were still locked on his massive cock, the huge equine condom dangling from his tip. Cassie tried to pull Ronno away, but he was too strong for her. He leaped upward, just like I'd seen before with the mounting block, planting his legs on either side of me, except I was a natural fit. His front legs curled around my hips, locking me in place and causing my legs to buckle with his weight.

I'd run out of options. I tried to run forward, but his grip easily held me. Cassie kept pulling on the rope to no avail. All I could do was look over my shoulder and watch, my mouth gaping in horror. I watched as his glistening cock, which had been swinging heavily beneath him, started to angle upward until it was pointing right beneath my tail. Just that simple motion caused the dangling, loose condom to fall off completely, landing on the ground.

<Cassie!> I yelled.

"I can't stop him!" she wailed, then she noticed the fallen condom. She let go of the rope, jumping for the large, plastic condom. I watched her fumble with the device. We both knew, at this point, that Ronno was going to take me. Cassie just hoped that she could get the condom in place and make my rape be worth something. Honestly, I had other things to worry about.

My eyes were still locked on his tip. The massive buck shifting his hind feet, getting ready. If it was unusual for does to be curled around to watch the penetration, he didn't seem to care. Cassie had the condom, and was trying to reach up for him, when I felt a powerful tug on my hips. She was too late. My jaw dangled, wide open, as for that millisecond I knew what was about to happen. I was about to be fucked by an animal!

<Cassie!!!> I pleaded.

His thrust shot forward, his strong forelegs pulling back against my rump and actually lifting my back feet all the way off the ground. That's when I finally lost sight of his tip. There, halfway suspended in the air, he collided with me, bleating in triumph. My lowered tail did nothing as he forced his way inside of me. My jaw was already open for the squeal I let loose as he hit home.

My wet, lubed entrance offered little resistance for his full-bodied thrust. It wasn't something you could really ignore: his cock was over a foot long, and he rammed the entire thing up under my tail, until I could see his heavy balls swing up between my legs, colliding with my...what do you call them? Udders?

He felt so big inside of me, and so deep. I couldn't believe he could fit the entire thing in my pussy. Thank God Cassie had lubed me up with her fingers before hand! With a clatter of hooves, Ronno's and my back legs landed back on the tile floor. My legs almost buckled under his massive weight, but somehow I held my ground.

I stood there, my whole body shuddering from the sudden sensation. As Ronno landed, a good half-foot of his cock slid out of me. The friction of his dick against my internal walls caused me to squeal again. His hooves still gripped me tightly around my slender waist, and I knew I was trapped underneath him until he was done with me.

I felt him tense his muscles a second time, and this time I couldn't bring myself to watch him penetrate me, partially because as I watched over my shoulder, I couldn't help but notice Cassie, several feet away. She stood nearby, holding the unused condom in her hands, watching everything. Now, I guess, maybe she was hoping to find a chance to put the condom on, but at the time, I just assumed she was watching me get raped for the fun of it.

So anyway, I turned my gaze forward, trying to pretend like what was happening wasn't happening. But what I couldn't see, I could feel. Ronno shifted his hips forward again, lifting my hind legs off the ground again as he barrelled into me. I rocked forward from his weight, arching my neck upward and bleating, my eyes clenched shut and my ears laid back. The sound echoed throughout the small lab.

Again, my back legs clattered to the floor as he relaxed his weight on top of me. My very sensitive ears could hear the wet, slippery sounds as his dick pulled slowly out of me. Ronno left only the very tip of his shaft spreading my pussy apart. I was quivering and moaning, but I knew he wasn't done with me yet. As far as I knew, Cassie was watching as he took his third violent thrust forward.

Deeper and deeper his cock probed, until it stopped suddenly, reaching the end of my vagina for the third time. Each of his thrusts were emphasized by the slapping sound of his balls crashing into my teats. I squealed again, helpless.

This time, as I regained my footing, as his cock eased out of me, the there was a splurch. I knew that my pussy must be wetter than before...but was it from him? Or from me?

I couldn't help myself. As much as Bambi hadn't wanted to let Ronno fuck her, her instincts were beginning to take over. I would have thought that since I wasn't in heat, the experience would be painful and unpleasant, but thanks to Cassie's lube (and the extra lubrication that was growing with each powerful thrust), his cock slid easily into and out of me.

Feeling his foot-long shaft filling my small body so completely triggered feelings I didn't want to feel. I braced my legs for his fourth thrust, preparing to push back against him. My body wanted him to pound me again. I held my tail to the side willingly now. Knowing how much I wanted this disgusted me. He was just an animal! I was a boy, not a doe!

Yet, considering his tight grip on my rump, and his 200 pound size advantage, I wasn't going anywhere. Better to enjoy it, right? I let my mind merge with Bambi's instincts. When Ronno leaped against me again, I pushed back, squealing in pleasure.

He hilted himself within me, lifting me off the ground again. He was so big, I felt him colliding inside of me, his tip brushing up against the limits of my vagina. When our hind ends clattered back to the floor, I dropped my jaw and let out a deep, content moan. His huge cock rubbed something inside of me that was just...wonderful.

I wanted to just relax and take thrust after thrust in bliss, but part of me just couldn't. I knew in the back of my mind that Cassie was watching the whole thing. I shouldn't have, but I turned my head just enough that I could see behind me with one eye.

There she was, Jake's heart-throb, in front of whom I normally would have been embarrassed to walk around in my morphing tights. Now, she'd watched me attempt to fuck a machine, jacked me off, pushed her fingers into my pussy, and watched intently as Ronno mounted and fucked me. She was literally crouched behind us, peering beneath my tail to watch each thrust.

Ronno tensed himself for his next thrust. I could only imagine Cassie's view, only a foot away from Ronno's glistening red cock as he barreled into me, spreading my mound inches apart before his white-furred balls slapped against my udder. The sheer joy I felt from the slippery thrust distracted me for a short time, but after groaning, I had to say something.

<Cassie! What are you doing? Go away!>, I yelped in the short down time between his frantic jabs.

I missed the first part of her response, since Ronno flung himself against me again. For a couple seconds, I couldn't think of anything except that massive cock filling me up. I crashed, shuddering, to the floor, just in time to hear Cassie say, "-ry, Marco, I can see some semen, but he hasn't fully ejaculated yet. If he pulls all the way out, I can get the condom on!"

Blood rushed to my cheeks. If Cassie could see it, that meant Ronno was already leaking inside of me. She was watching his cum spilling out of my well-used pussy! I could only imagine it, my rump stained and dripping. Soon, I knew he would give me the rest of his load, flooding my womb.

Anxiety filled my mind. What would happen if Ronno knocked me up? Would I be stuck like this forever? I quivered in fear, realizing one way or another, I was about to find out.

I had been about to tell Cassie it was hopeless, and ask her politely to stop watching me get fucked. I was embarrassed enough already! With a grunt, he speared me again. I pushed back instinctively, my insides seeming to pull him deeper. I wanted more. I wanted everything, no matter the consequences. That feeling deep inside me was overwhelming. It seemed to travel through my body like waves in a pond, starting from my wet mound.

This time when I landed, I couldn't think of anything except to wait anxiously for his next thrust. All there was was Ronno. There were no school tests, no Cassie, no alien invasion. I was his to do with as he pleased. Planting my feet, I pushed back with all my might, meeting his thrust with equal force. My eyes rolled up into my head, and I bleated so desperately that my tongue dangled out of my mouth.

His pace was increasing, to my delight. My body rocked and swayed as he probed me twice more, shivering in anticipation. I was a doe, made to be bred, my entire life leading up to this moment. To bear his fawns.

I clenched my pussy around his cock, desperate to milk him dry. He was gasping for breath, I knew he was close. Landing, he let out a beastly grunt, preparing for one last thrust. I squealed as he planted his feet, preparing to violently penetrate me. He took a step back for room to build up speed, and for a tiny, tiny bit of time, just his tip lay buried within me.

I heard someone curse, but it didn't mean anything to me. Ronno leaped forward! With a moist squelch he rocketed into me. I pushed back against him, but I was no match for his strength. The force of his thrust pushed my entire body two feet forward, his cock slamming deep into my pussy. I could feel his tip colliding with my internal walls, filling me completely.

Then, just as I felt his swinging balls collide with my soft teats, I heard it. Even over Ronno's excited bellowing and my own squeals of delight, I could hear him splashing deep inside me. His cum flooded my womb, a steady stream squeezing through his shaft. I clenched around him, thrusting my hips wildly, wanting nothing more than to have my entire womb coated.

I lost all control. I was so wet and warm, feeling his cock in all the right places. I tilted my head back and screamed, my entire body shuddering. I was finally his, as wave after wave of his precious, rare semen spilled into me, well out of Cassie's reach. She could only watch helplessly.

Soon, however, Ronno had filled me completely. Even as I shook and shivered, his newest spurts were shooting out of me. I could feel his wet and sticky cum running down my rump, splattering my inner thighs and even my soft teats. He kept going, though, squeezing out every last drop from his pulsing balls.

When he was done, he pulled back, sliding his soft, sopping dick out of me. Cum splattered off his dick onto the tile beneath him as he walked away, not giving his recent conquest even a second thought. Apparently, I was dismissed.

I barely even registered his movement, though. I still quivered and moaned, gasping for breath and rocking my hips back and forth as if his cock were still inside me. I bellowed in deep satisfaction, tingling as I felt more and more of Ronno's cum spilling out of me. Some had pooled up at the very ends of my four teats, dripping slowly to the ground beneath me.

But then I was rudely awakened from that incredible sensation. I felt something against my rump, something running up my inner thighs. Snorting, I looked over my shoulder, but it wasn't Ronno, who was wandering calmly around the operating room. Instead I saw Cassie, with plastic gloves on trying to scoop up as much semen as possible, cupping her hands to collect it from my hindquarters before slopping it into a glass jar.

I had to resist the urge to kick her once again, though I was beginning to agree with Bambi's instincts on this one. <Cassie!>

She didn't stop, and I could feel her hands rubbing all over my rump as she scooped cum into the jar. "I might be able to get enough...just hold still, Marco!"

I had had enough, but to be honest, I had also been through so much that having Cassie scour my drenched rear end was only a slight annoyance. I stayed put as she worked, only gritting my teeth when she suddenly poked my mound. I could hear the wet squishing as Ronno's semen splashed out from between my folds, landing in the half-filled jar.

When she stopped, I turned to look. The jar was still only about half-full. I looked up at Cassie, but her look told me everything. <Not enough?> I asked anyway.

She shook her head slowly, like she was dazed. "It probably wouldn't be sterile enough to use, anyway. Damn it, Marco...I'm so sorry."

<Yeah, well...> was all I could say. What was done was done. Mind-boggling, but done. I knew that Cassie hadn't intended for me to be raped. She had thought I was in on the plan, after all. I only had myself to blame, for not standing up to her earlier. <But that's it, I'm done with this. Your red deer are on their own.>

Cassie's eyes glistened, wet. She held back her tears though, sniffling to say, "I don't blame you, Marco. You've done...far more than I would ever had expected. I'll have to figure something out on my own."

My big black eyes widened. <You're...not giving up?>

She shook her head. "I can't. They need my help. I've got a plan, but don't worry about it. You should get back to your homework anyway."

I could hardly believe how much these two deer meant to her. It was amazing, really. <What is your plan?> I asked.

That's when she blushed. This entire night, I'd never seen her blush. She'd been so business-like. Looking away, she said, "Same plan as last time. I'll get a condom on Ronno again, and change into Bambi. Only this time...hopefully the condom will stay on."

Unbelievable. She was going to offer herself to that huge deer, all alone with no one to help if she got in trouble. Honestly, I was this close to shifting back and walking out the door. But I couldn't leave her alone. Her safety was far more important than these stupid deer. Cassie was one of the few warriors on Earth's side. And she was my friend.

I don't know what came over me, but I said, grumbling, <There's no way I'm letting you try that alone. I'm sticking around to help.>

The look of surprise on her face was certainly worth it.