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(Attribute theft, hyper, hybrid) H elk TF double female F moose TF F whitetail M waterdeer TF F Whitetail M human TF M whitetail F whitetail TF M whitetail M reddeer TF F whitetail F reindeer TF F whitetail M stag/ram TF M human M megaloceros TF M human M stag TF Hyper DEER GOD F whitetail TF M deer/wolf Multi-genitals hyper udder & penis/balls ^changes are listed in the order they appear in the story to make them easier to pick out^ Dennis is a deer- a white tailed deer to be exact. But this was not always the case... depending on who you asked. In another facet of reality Dennis was human, but had been cheated on by his girlfriend Kelly just before a couples camping trip. He was so grief-stricken that on encountering a Fae in the forest on the camping trip- he wished himself into the form of a deer. But that is where things became... complicated. The faerie did not know how to directly transform him, so she instead folded reality with an imagined reality in his head- because in order to wish himself human he would have had to have imagined himself as a deer. The Fae used that imagined version to swap bodies with him. So instead of a human imagining a life as a deer, Dennis became a deer with an imagined human life in his head. And he would have gotten away with it too, if it wasn't for them damn meddling friends! Completely unaware that they were all transforming- his friends got caught in his wish as a side-effect, as his imagined deer-verse friends bled into reality too. Now his friends are all different types of cervine, but because most of them transformed away from the others; none of them realize the cervids they currently see are in fact their friends. This caused Dennis to have an unfortunate clash with Duncan, who turned into a red deer. Being bigger than a white tail, Duncan won their bout easily and took over the local herd, then used his authority to oust Dennis entirely. So instead of being swamped with females looking for fun, and living a happy care-free life in the forest... Dennis was once again alone. He changed his species but couldn't course-correct his life. Now, however he trots in place on his dainty hooves in excitement as he encounters a tiny humanoid structure in the deep woods, by a tiny stream. A gnome working the garden in the back. A magical being who can help him correct this situation finally, and get revenge on the red deer- who is unknowingly his friend. "Gnome! Hello? Hey, can you help me out?" The gnome furrowed his brow and looked at the deer. It is normal for white tails to be wandering around here, and are often curious of his house- or more so his garden, looking for a free meal. This is the first time one has attempted to talk to him. He just lifted his red pointed hat to scratch his curly white hair in confusion. All the gnome heard is 'bwahr, huhn, mooah, muh, muh, ru-ruuugh'. Dennis cannot speak Gnomish and the Gnome cannot speak Deer. "Hold on, you damn beast." The gnome turned to his house to shout. "Teli, hun, there is a distressed deer here..." Dennis seen a tiny node of light float out of the house toward the gnome. It is a Pixie! But, Pixie are so tiny most other creatures cannot even really see them, they just see the glow that comes off their bodies. The gnome is only about seven inches tall- but the pixie is still so small that she can fit inside of HIS hand. She otherwise looks exactly like a Faerie- a teeeeeeny tiny naked human woman with large insect-like wings. Each of her plump, perky breasts the size of a bead! Which... I am now realizing probably doesn't sound impressive, but compared to her size, they're actually quite large. The pixie is able to speak to the forest denizens, so she can understand Dennis as he almost frantically recites his rather complicated situation to her. Since she is so tiny- the pixie climbs her husband's arm, hops from his shoulder and grabs onto the top of his ear, cradling the edge with her body and whispering directly into his ear the translation as Dennis speaks. So the gnome is wearing his wife like a cordless headphone. He nodded several times. "I see, so you crisscrossed two realities together and still came up short. There is one thing I still don't understand about all this." "What?" "How is this my problem?" Dennis sighed- almost unintentionally blowing the gnome over with the force of his breath. "There not many of magicals that can fix. You the only one I could ask!" The gnome starts to pace on the spot. "But how do you even correct something like that?" "Make more... more. More than other stag." The gnome shook his head while stroking his beard. "I don't know any other stags! You are a deer and I doubt you know ALL the stags, either. How do I make you more of something that has no set value that we know of?" "You!" Another stag runs up suddenly behind Dennis and tackles him! "M-me?!" He is frightened, trying to scramble away for a moment thinking it was another stag come to dominate him. He stopped squirming when he felt the massive tits squished into his back. Wait- this isn't a stag. A very large cervid- an elk, but she is both male and female at the same time. She has two complete sets of genitals! A pussy, then an absolutely giant pair of balls that help hide a huge sheath between her nuts and her fat tits. Each of her four udder segments the size of an F cup breast! She has the slightly lighter colored pelt of a female but the rack of a male. "Who is?" "Kelly! Kelly find you!" Ugh, he hates that name. Kelly is the name of... well... his... mate? Since crossing realities with one another, his former memories have become more like an imagined past to him, while his imagined world has become his actual memories. So technically he still remembers both- and in both Kelly is the name of his mate. But in one reality she threw his heart in the trash. But this is a deer-Kelly, this one never betrayed him. He... was not aware other-reality versions were present? Had he crossed realities entirely? In truth- this forest had become a sort of apex unintentionally thanks to the Fae. It exists in both universes at the same time, so while in the forest he is technically in both realities. The deer Kelly never really used her name- so while her name reminds him of the human version he hates; he cannot feel anything but at home beside this Kelly. "I am glad you found me, because I not know finding was even an option, heh." She is so much bigger than him she practically wraps her body around his entire form, affectionately licking the end of his muzzle from above before getting off him- her body weight is probably making it hard to breathe. The gnome chuckled. "Well that is cute. In a... weird way. But I have a lot of gardening to do. Listen- I would like to help ya, and I have a wee bit of magic; this is true. But I cannot simply make you better than something like that because there is no standard in which to be better than. I could enhance yer bits to be bigger than a specific stag, if it pleases ya, but I can't just magically one-up everyone." While that does work... Dennis has already encountered a reindeer, a moose, a red deer and now an elk all in the same forest somehow. He could one-up Duncan, dominate him in revenge and take the herd... but there always lives the risk of an even bigger cervine taking it yet again from him. He made a wish already thinking it would put him at the top only to be proven wrong, he would rather not leave any wiggle room to repeat his mistake. Kelly spoke up as she got off her mate. "Just give to Dennis?" The gnome shrugged. "I can't." "No, stags give Dennis." "Oh... yea, that could work actually." Instead of increasing the size of Dennis or his endowments... just give him the ability to syphon them away from other stags. That way- even if he encounters a stag still bigger; he can regress them to grow himself, ensuring there cannot be anyone bigger than he. And so the wish was granted- any traits Dennis needs that exist in another cervine; he can take them. The pixie was a bit leery about this, but the gnome figured there should be no harm in it. The deer want a powerful stag to help protect the herd. Sure; deer don't really choose leaders like that normally and having virtually all of the females fawning over a single male isn't how it's generally supposed to go. One strong male can knock up a ton of doe, and strong father means strong kids, which means better herd... right? What could possibly go wrong. Dennis then started to wander back toward the giant herd Duncan now ruled. Time to take it back! Er, well take it for the first time technically, but it was his imagined herd so he is taking it for the first time back from when... well, you get it. Kelly was giddy having found her mate again in this fractured reality and ready to help him take the herd too! As Dennis walks forward, Kelly hops circles around him energetically- causing her massive udders to flop this way and that under her. There is no loose trailing flesh to let them dangle below, but they are so plump they can still slosh around quite a bit. But he also noted what almost looked like an additional two segments to her udder plopping against their back. Giant testicles. The deer-verse version of Kelly did not have those, why does she now? This is the first hint he has encountered that confused him as to which reality is which. His human self imagined this just before the changes were instigated. Ah, but what better way to test his new powers, than to correct this error? Kelly didn't hesitate in the slightest, immediately plopping down to the ground and rolling herself over like a begging dog! Finally she gets mounted by her mate again! Dennis can steal her masculinity, because it isn't really supposed to be there in the first place. The added bonus for Dennis- she is hyper endowed. Her dick is almost three times the size it is supposed to be. Well, her balls and udders are too- but he won't and cannot steal her udders. His body is only half the size of hers and her naughty bits are three times too big for HER body; they are colossal to him. On her back, her four teats lean in four different directions causing her udders to flatten slightly against her and spread out wider instead under their own weight. Her huge melon sized balls plop against the ground under her, covering her pussy, so Dennis had to nudge the soft furry scrotum up out of the way first, before stepping over her and aiming his own long, tapered penis over her neon pink, leaf-shaped vulva. Because of their sexual position; the hard knot of her pleasure button ground against the top of his shaft as he slides in, causing her to shiver from the pleasure of clit-on-cock. Internally though, her penis is directly connected to her clit, so this also sped up her own erection. It would already be out if her sheath wasn't wedged against the back of her udders. In order to get out it needs to shove against her tits with enough force to bend the plump flesh out of the way, and the shaft grinds its way out past the udders in the lower divot. They compete for space, so her penis is wedge so hard into the udders that it cannot twitch or buck at all, it's held perfectly stationary. It also means if her tits slosh around at all- she will end up tit-fucking herself on complete accident. Because Kelly is so big compared to Dennis, her udders rub their soft rubbery flesh against his underside as he thrusts in. Her back hooves just jut up into the air, but her fore hooves are long enough to loosely cradle his shoulders while he thrusts into her. Every thrust causes his balls to lightly clap her butt, her balls resting over his sheath and then her four tits pressed into his belly. The force of each thrust makes the udders jostle around which momentarily shifts pressure off her cock, causing it to slide further out in bursts as her titties wobble. The tension in the shaft causes it to arch back in toward the body- but thanks to the udders being wedged into the base, rather than this being a subtle, gradual arch it's almost a crescent shape. That gives Kelly ideas though. Because her cock is so big that when fully erect, thanks to the arch... the end is pointed almost directly at her own face. She need only bend her neck slightly and she kissed the head of her own dick before sucking as much into her mouth as she can! Longer than her own body, and thick as a human forearm at the base, which exaggerated almost pencil-thick fat veins wrapping around the first third of the shaft like tree roots. The urethral bulge is almost unnoticeable normally on a cervine shaft but you could see hers easily when it bulges with each automatic clench. It felt so good, Dennis actually forgot why he started doing it in the first place and was simply having sex with her for a few minutes. As his pleasure started to build he remembered what he should be taking, and willed the wished powers to activate. They both felt it immediately!! To Kelly it felt like passing through the surface of water, except the feeling was on her inside instead of the outside- and it kept going, as her masucline features were being drawn to the cock inside her. Because of where it is draining to- that means the energy builds in her prostate, causing it to swell freakishly large, partially caving in her vaginal passage against the invading shaft, before it surges out into the shaft itself. That means the first change Dennis feels is his penis enlarging, which causes him to much better bit the larger elk. To Dennis it was a constant, sharp but gentle pleasure- but constant, unlike his thrusts which cause rhythmic pulses of a deeper, blunt pleasure. It was almost too much to continue actually having sex- his thrusts slowed drastically and eventually stopped entirely for a bit because the feeling was too much. Even nut-to-butt without thrusting into her... he is still shoving his dick deeper into her, because it is growing. Her antlers started to fade, looking more grey colored, the bone becoming brittle at the bases, ready to break off. Dennis only had three tines branching off the main body of his forward hooked antlers; the rack of a younger buck, but now the bone creaked like a twisting tree trunk and rapidly expanded larger- the tines getting longer and starting to branch themselves into still more tines. His bones surged a moment with pressure and he braced himself, tensing as his entire body felt stiff for a moment and he started to grow larger! Oh... he wasn't even aware he could do that! The white fur on an elk is most of their butt and their crotch- it doesn't go any higher than that. Now like a white tail, the fur progresses up her entire underside. Her pelt is changing color to match a white tail. Meanwhile, the white from his crotch and underside of his tail now spreads over his butt cheeks- giving Dennis a hybrid elk-white tail pelt. He isn't just stealing her masculinity, he is also stealing her species traits, turning her into a white tail, and making himself into a hybrid! This also caused a completely unforeseen consequence. Kelly's udders started to swell even bigger than they already are! Deforming and bulging oddly around the base! She managed to cum into her mouth from the bombardment of feelings before her shaft started to shrink in size. Her udders grew little bulges around the base that grew to the size of tennis balls quickly, before developing a slightly darker pink nub of flesh on each... they are udder segments. She is growing NEW udder segments between the existing ones. By stealing her masculine gender it is giving her an equal amount of feminine traits to replace it... except she already had a full set of female features... which means by syphoning her, he is DOUBLING all her female features!! Now the divots of her udder are Y shaped- with the new segments growing in the crook at the top. The new ones grow to a more reasonable size- a bit bigger than a softball for each segment with a fat rounded cylindrical teat. Her original udder segments are almost three times the size and because of their added weight- more oblong than they are round. On her back with Dennis gently and only occasionally thrusting in- her udders wobbled from top left to top right in a U shaped bob, both swinging and rocking a bit with the momentum. All eight segments fused together- the divot between them all is just an internal muscle rib so the mammary glands inside don't tangle together, and the soft mass is able to still at least loosely hold its shape. Her balls gurgled and clenched, the surge feeling almost like an orgasm except instead of firing out of her it was gulping down deeper in, and ending in a surge of size from the cock stuffed into her pussy. Her dick still stone-hard because of the pleasure but every throb made it smaller and thinner. Soon her udders shoved their way past entirely, muffling the diminishing genitals below. Shaft compacting into a diamond-hard clit, baculum turning to a baubellum. Testicles to ovaries, pop up through the muscle layer of her pelvic floor. The muscle ribs that helped the shaft keep its shape now help line the pathway her ascending ovaries create, giving her a vagina. What was her scrotum loses its hair and splits down the central seam to become neon pink labia, pursed around her hungry hole like lips waiting for a kiss! Except... she already has a pussy. Now side-by-side she has two complete vulva stacked on top of one another!! She has THREE holes back there! Because there isn't a whole lot of room for them- when resting her pussy are now triangular shaped, because the front of the rear pussy and back of the front pussy are pressed into one another, flattening them out against each other. However; since Dennis is currently occupying one, the front pussy is collapsed to make room in the back one, making it V shaped currently... which means she is essentially clit-to-clit with HERSELF. She is basically tribbing herself, while being fucked. She went from tit-fucking and autofellating herself to self-tribbing. Kelly is really proficient at fucking herself apparently. Meanwhile inside of her, Dennis' dick is so big it feels like the head is bending against her cervix! He gains her size on top of his while regressing her to his former size, which unfortunately causes a bit of his shaft to expose itself out of her- unable to fit the entire thing anymore. His balls feel more and more pent up as they swell bigger and heavier! As he gets bigger- Kelly has to angle her butt up to meet him, bracing the thrusts against the ground on her upper back and shoulders, because he is becoming too large in comparison to fuck her that low to the ground without her meeting him halfway. This caused her giant cluster of tits to flop down, giving herself a show of the eight chubby teats dancing around on the looser flesh of the udders themselves. "Hrrr.... r-ruuh...mmmrrRROUUGH!" The electrical buzzing pleasure of the trait theft stops abruptly, but is then quickly followed by the more powerful, throbbing pleasure of their actual sex. Without him even thrusting- just rocking into her loosely; the pleasure tightens, sharpens and intensifies quickly. He skyrocketed to orgasm so quickly, absolutely exploding cum from his now freakishly huge package! He is slightly BIGGER than Kelly was; because it added his existing size onto hers. It stole her traits without getting rid of the traits he already possessed. He breathed heavily for several moments before his black lips curled into a smile. Duncan won't stand a chance. He humiliated Dennis before and exiled him from the herd. Now, Dennis will exile HIM. Dennis would unfortunately be waiting a while- Duncan left most of the herd to wander off on his own. One of the doe alerted him to humans in the area, which was abnormal here. This forest has been neglected for ages. The only humans that had been here recently are... well, Duncan himself, before he changed into a red stag. Humans could mean hunters and if he is going to lead the herd- he better make sure he doesn't lead them in front of a hunter's bullet. They wandered into the woods closer to the borders to see if what she saw really was humans. Deer are easily startled and don't exactly think straight when frightened, so, her report by itself isn't super-reliable. "Why stag Duncan?" "Huh?" He did not stop walking. "Doe is doe but stag is a Duncan." "I... it is complicated. Duncan is name for just me. Only this stag is Duncan. My mate is Juniper. Name differentiates between one stag from another, or one doe from another." Duncan is the strongest of the stag in the herd so he could have his pick of females but for some reason only mates with Juniper, and thus requires a title to pick her out of the crowd. "Doe want name too!" He sighed, flaring his nostrils with the gust of air. "Why? You've no need of silly things. What would you even call yourself?" He paused a moment to look at her. "How about Ray! Like a drop of golden sun!" "Doe ray?" "Sure! Doe ray, me! So?" "No." "Whyyyy?!" He resumed walking. "You just don't strike me as a Ray. What 'bout 'Medania'?" "Ew, no." They both freeze up when they spot a human woman! The doe formerly known as ray was right! The woman does not appear to be armed though. She is also standing with a white tail stag who doesn't seem at all bothered by her presence. Duncan narrows his eyes, remembering a scenario in his mind of a thought he had before, imagining himself as a human. He was very confused for a bit, waking from his daydream and for a bit confused himself for an actual human. The memory and the imagination swapping places. In that scenario he transformed into his deer-self. This reminded him of that now- because the white tail stag is wearing a purple top with detached sleeves. The stag is wearing human clothing, and hanging out with a human... he might actually be a former human. That made Duncan wonder about himself though... was that really a confused fantasy? Or... was he really formerly a human? Most of the deer in his herd have no names, but some of them do. These two look at one another with purpose. It looks like they are having a conversation but neither move their mouths- neither of them make any sound at all. Psychic? The stag suddenly perks up and then bounds off quickly, the human woman follows quickly after it- though struggles to keep pace. That made Duncan even more curious. What alerted the stag? It looked like it heard something but Duncan and his guiding doe heard absolutely nothing, and they are not very far away. He motioned for the doe to follow as he started after the pair, curious but both stopped abruptly again when a gunshot rang out in the forest. "Shit, there hunters, just not those two. We return to herd- tell them stay clear of this forest part, it is danger." Duncan and the doe make their way back- while unknown to them; Dennis has already started to usurp the herd from him. Dennis found a moose- he remembered her from... before the shift? Maybe it was during his shift from human. It is hard for him to remember since his memories swapped places too. He definitely remembers her though- and it is obviously her because... well, there are no other moose here, and moose typically don't hang out in herds with deer, so who else could it possibly be? He figured she would be all over him now that he was fully transformed, and she would make another useful 'donation' to his strength, because she wants to fit in better and he can make that happen. Dan was actually confused at first- she did not remember their encounter, but on seeing the meaty pendulums wobbling around between Dennis' legs currently; she enjoyed the advances regardless. She has a boyfriend but he is... kinda... tiny. Jen turned into a male water deer, which makes him a tiny fraction of Dan's size. So while Dan loves his tiny boyfriend- the sex certainly took a hit in quality. The reason he does not remember is because Dan is unaware that this is Dennis in the first place. When the sex happened Dennis was only partially deer, and he had sex with the version of Dan from the deer-verse, before she started to swap places with her male human counterpart. Dan and Jen transformed together but away from the others- including Dennis; so they don't realize it is him. They had no idea he also changed. Dennis is also unaware that this is Dan, and used to be male. In exchange for his abnormally huge endowments as a human male; the cow moose Dan has an ebon udder big enough to rival most bovine cows. And being a moose- she is STILL bigger than even Dennis' new enhanced size. That is why Dennis went straight to her. That, and they already had sex before, so, he assumed she would remember and want another go. She does remember, just doesn't realize it is him, but is definitely willing to go. She squats her back legs causing her dark udders to wobble around under her. Wanting to help him sew chaos, Kelly charges up from behind Dennis as he still struggles to get up on the moose and head-butts him, bucking to boost him up onto the giant butt! Dennis scrambled to hook his fore hooves around Dan's massive thighs to hold on as the moose stands fully upright again, lifting all Dennis's limbs off the ground! Dan surprised Dennis with a few rapid, pleased sounding grunts... it almost sounded like... a chuckle? That is a human reaction. Why would a moose do that? She bowed her forelegs, putting her giant rump into the air, so Dennis was angled down and could easily thrust as far into her as possible. Thanks to his mutated genital size and proportions- he was a damn good fit for her, even though their body sizes were WAY off. But Dennis wasted no time in correcting that, too. Again he used the contact points of his cock to syphon traits from Dan, causing her to shrink and Dennis to grow! The rippling feeling was soft and subtle through most of her body, but it concentrated toward the contact point- her pussy, which caused a buzzing pleasure, same as Dennis felt in his cock. A constant, unbroken pleasure that neither spikes higher nor relents. Dan was breathing heavily, not sure what was happening, but it felt good so she did not care! Because her butt is angled straight up in the air- his thrusts cause her udders to flop heavily which also feels good. The flesh is rubbery and filled with more pleasure receptors than pain receptors- so they feel good to have slapped around, pinched, and pulled on; as long as you are not violent with them. She started to feel weaker, shrinking. Stag getting bigger. His genitals do not change in proportion to the rest of his body- but they ARE getting bigger because his entire body is growing. But Dan is also shrinking to make him grow, which means to her it feels like his cock is growing at twice the speed it actually is. And it was already a good fit to begin with. Now her muscle ribs of her vagina hug it like a living condom. He is wedged to firmly against her cervix it almost feels like he is about to burst through and penetrate her womb! As she shrinks and he grows- his balls swing low enough on her to make a loud clap against the back of her fat titties. Since he is only draining her size and not touching her gender- her udders remain the same size... in spite of the rest of her shrinking, which also makes them larger in comparison. Her fur starts to fade to a much lighter shade, and warms in tone turning to a more vibrant brown. Her underside become ghostly pale... moose fading to whitetail deer. On the other hand, Dennis' pelt darkens. The white parts remain pure untouched white, but the brown portions now darken considerably. A long triangular flap of dense flesh droops off the underside of his jaws, between the hinge on either side. Because it is covered in fur- it looks like he has a beard, but it is a bull moose's dewlaps. Dan's nostrils narrow and her face shrinks considerably while Dennis' balloons in size! Much broader muzzle, much longer muzzle, and absolutely giant nostrils and large soft lips. So big in fact that the end of his face looks like it droops slightly, because the flesh extends further than the bone that reinforces it. His antlers also creak, changing shape a bit. Several of the tines seem to grow webbing between them and then bulk up into bone plates at the back of the antlers, making them more scoop-like, but only the back half, not the front. Dan becomes too small to brace the weight properly and flops even further forward- chin flat against the ground, throat flat to the ground and the top of her sternum against the ground, with her chest facing back and the tops of both forelegs sprawled out flat on the ground too. That put weight on her throat which obstructs her breathing, so Dennis quickly shifted off- afraid he might hurt her on accident. He is so big in comparison now that he fully reverses their position, hooking his fore hooves around the bottom of her chest and lifting Dan off the ground! Braced against Dennis' chest, Dan is standing upright, held against Dennis' body as he jackhammers her crotch! The fit is so tight she starts to lift off his cock- too much dick to fit inside of her! It is so tight around the girth it makes lewd squelching sounds with each thrust because here is no room space for the lube they are producing, so it gets squeezed out with every thrust! By the time Dennis climaxed only a third of his penis actually fit inside of her; luckily a cervine phallus is tapered so, you can always fit at least SOME of it inside no matter how big it is. The force of the cumblast actually shoved her forward abruptly enough that she was forced off like a bottle-rocket, stumbling forward to regain her balance as he continued to cum in a long arch like an obscene fountain! Dennis was a bit dazed for a moment by the force of his own orgasm, and then a bit disoriented from his size increase. To him it felt like he was the same size because his entire form grew at the same time, but his surroundings told him he was definitely bigger. Bigger than an actual moose. His size is that of a cow moose, a white tail stag, and an elk combined. After Dan got popped off, Dennis fell onto his ass, so he is sitting up with his forehooves on the ground between his legs to help him balance. Dan and Kelly are now small enough in comparison to him that if they bowed their heads, they would be able to walk under him completely without their bodies touching. His fur is now darker and a bit shaggier than before, and he has the beard-like dewlaps and more shovel-like antlers. Thanks to the hyper genital proportions- even at his increased size his cock is longer than his torso when erect, jutting past his forelegs. So... no wonder he cannot fit it entirely into either of the girls. His dick is longer than their entire body. He chuckles at the size of his sheath and balls even after it packs itself up. "Now that is a moose knuckle." He feels a sharp pain and rocks forward before scrambling to his hooves and turning around. A water deer angrily head-butt him! At only a couple of feet high, Jen' body is so tiny in comparison to Dennis now that he can barely reach his ankles. He is quite pissed off though, and thrashing his head around... Water deer have large sharp tusks- he cannot hope to overpower Dennis but he can still rip him open. "Mate stealer!!" Dennis was surprised, trotting on the spot to evade her thrashing, getting each limb out of her reach just as she bucks her tusks at them. "S-since when were we picking favorites? I didn't think any deer chose a pair like that!" He swings his head to the side and pins Jen to a tree, her tiny little hooves thrashing around the tines still. Dan shook her head. "N-no, no steal. Dan still here. No leave." Jen clearly wasn't willing to listen to reason. Dennis could not put her down or she will rip him open. His wish powers won't help him not bleed. So he had no choice- using the contact point of his antlers against Jen pinned to the tree, he started to steal his traits too. Because he stole the traits that made him a water deer and a male- it ironically also made him considerably larger, because even a white tail is still like five or six times their size. Jen's tiny little sheath and jostling balls regressed in size- so much so that they inverted entirely. The balls sink in, leaving a newly formed vagina in their wake and the penis regresses into a clit. The pale fur of her underside fall out revealing a patch of pink skin as it starts to swell out, and four deeper pink teats form- though her udders are no more than barely noticeable A-cup hills... y'know, like a white tail who isn't a mutation will typically have. The sharp tusks regressed away from Jen and instead appear on Dennis. On his huge face the blade-shaped tusks might as well be the body of a short sword. They are on a slight hinge- only hooking forward and down when tensed up. When relaxed, the tusks actually fold backwards a bit, more out of the way, and much less imposing. The size of a water deer was added, both to his overall size and to specifically his genitals but... its size is so small compared to his current size that you could barely notice the change in the first place. The tusks were the only really noteworthy change. For Dennis anyway. Jen is much bigger now as he releases her from his antlers. She is female now though... so... she cannot mate Dan at all now. No tusks to attack Dennis with. Defeated. She bowed her head and dashed off into the woods. Dennis was a bit confused. She seemed hurt, but... why? Deer do not form mating pairs like that. Although... usually deer don't form a herd of species from all over the globe, in a single location, either. So clearly something is amiss. Jen bolted through the forest in long leaping bounds. She was going to find a stag from another herd and have sex with it! That will show Dan! Stupid cheating... cheater! While Dennis resumes his domination of all the other stags in the herd, Jen travels a considerable distance, she is angry at the others, but frustrated with herself too. She... doesn't know why she is so angry, either. They are right. Deer don't form mating pairs like that, stag mount multiple females. Just because Dan let Dennis take her didn't mean she would abandon Jen. Now because of her little outburst, Jen is a female and no longer has the compatible parts. In her thoughts, she almost walked right up to a human without even knowing! What is a people doing in the forest? She did not even run in the direction Duncan was- this is still another direction. The man looked... hot? Out of breath? He did not notice Jen at first, either, in his own distress. The man is leaned against a tree, hand over his bulging crotch and sweat beading on his brow. He has a distant look and is breathing heavily. On closer examination there is bone spurs sticking out of his forehead! Antlers?? Wait, Jen had a dream about this once! About being a human before who turned into a deer, even though it conflicts with her memories of being born a deer, it seemed to real. Was this man transforming like in her dream?? Curious, she approaches him and he finally notices her, standing upright a moment. It looks like he was considering running away from her but groans as his body goes rigid, and he closes his eyes tightly as his pants bulge even more! Rapid-fire clicks as the teeth of his zipper are forced apart, then the button snaps off and his pants are forced open! His hips enlarge forcing them down, then his legs enlarge, overfilling the pant legs too. "Hah, huh.. hn-n-no, d-don't look at mmmme like... so cute, I... I h-hornnnnnoUGGH!" His voice cracked into a deep, hollow bellow! Yup, sounds like a deer alright! White tail, matching Jen' current form. He is transforming quite fast. He was already trying to resist the changes, but seeing Jen seems to have released the flood gate. His transformation is linked to his arousal somehow? Jen locked her eyes on his crotch as his genitals shift rapidly! Pubes turn to soft white fur, consuming his balls as they swell to the size of an adult stag. Foreskin thickens as the fur spreads up, his erection pushes longer than should be possible, almost feeling like a sticker being peeled off his skin slowly, new flesh divides from the end of the foreskin, extending just the shaft beyond it. Foreskin turns fully into a sheath and from the base up, the skin tightens, pulling it to his body and then fusing from the bottom up, locking it in place. Longer and longer without altering its girth. The stretching of the shaft gradually deforms the glans, pulling them longer and more pointed to give the tapered tip, then, another subtle fold appears just under where the glans are, and the shaft resumes lengthening a moment later- the new fold marking the halfway point of its finished size! His feet stretch, nails become huge and blocky, rupturing the ends of his shoes and the lengthening of his foot causes his ankles to rip out of the back at the same time! The new hoof segments are sharp since he has not dulled them against the ground- so they easily slice through his socks with the slightest pressure. Bones lengthening and growing in his foot which isn't getting any wider causes them to fuse together into one large cannon bone, and steal some of the length from his shins in the transition too. His 'big' toe regresses to nothing at all, left behind in the expansion and regressing in size where the others grow. The four toes are all lined up at first, but the middle two out-grow the other two easily, forcing them to fold back and closer together, turning them into dew claws. The primary segments become massive, completing the cloven hoof. The man was growing a powdering of fur in many places at once so by the time his hooves were properly formed, he already had a pelt of proper fur up to his upper thighs. His transformation resembles the changes of the creature the humans call a werewolf. Except instead of a wolf, he is turning deer. Pupils stretching, iris expand to hide the whites of his eyes, his expression is still dazed. His mouth hangs open as he groans and drools a bit in barely repressed lust. Because his mouth is open- the cracks and pops of the bone in his face are especially loud as they echo out of his mouth. His jaw extends but only the front row of teeth on the bottom jaw follows along, the top front teeth divide and look like they are being dragged back on his jawline- remaining with the others. Cervine are rudiments after all- they don't have upper front teeth. Through the thin tissue of his hands the clicks and cracks of his hands are quite audible too. His fingers twitch as if he is trying to resist the changes, but still being jerked around by them in spite of his efforts. The same as his feet- the thumb regresses, nail softens and melts into the skin. Bone to cartilage, to nothing at all. The other four get short but very wide and bulky, at first the nails turn black and thick, then so thick their shape deforms and they start to wrap around the skin instead of the other way around. Like rounded pyramids in shape they overcome the ends of each digit, but still line up oddly in a row of four up until the middle two grow far too big to fit between the outer two. Two push forward, folding the other two back to make space. Unlike odd-toe ungulates, cervine still have four digits per limb. They just aren't particularly dexterous. The man's hips shift too far and he flops forward onto all fours, but doing so causes his pant legs to finally burst from lack of room, rupturing his already ill-fit clothing off. His socks remain on, but closer to his ankles than the actual ends of his legs now, and only remain on because they are elastic. His grunts become deeper, breathier, more animalistic and his rib cage pops rapidly- expanding from the bottom up. His torso getting longer and more barrel shaped as his sternum is forced further forward! This tears his shirt- though not badly enough that it falls away. Both sides of his shirt are still connected, just not by a whole lot. His shoulder blades shifting down to the sides of his rib cage rip both his sleeves off from the body of his shirt, but they remain on his arms, snuggly stuck in place. His eyes are closed again tightly and his head half-turned from Jen, knowing looking at her will only worsen his condition. His dick is throbbing so regularly it sounds like someone drumming their hand on his underside. There is a patch of matted fur on his underside where the end of his dick keeps slapping against when it clenches. His face continues to stretch and antlers growing at the same time, branching more as they increase in size. The much faster advance of the tide of fur across his body catches up as his neck gets much bigger and longer and then his antlers complete just as the fur reaches his face. By the time it finishes the black accent around his nose and mouth, his head has finished shifting. He takes a few stuttered movements toward Jen, humping the air in desperate levels of arousal. Well damn. She was looking for a stag- freshly transformed works too! Jen only had to turn around- the stag was already on top of her! Scraps of his destroyed human outfit still tightly wrapped around him- since a white tail is already roughly the same mass as a human is anyway. It mostly just blew apart because of the difference in body structure and the clothing's inability to bend in the ways it would need to, to fit a deer. He thrust into her so energetically she had to scoot forward several times, staggered from his thrusts before she got a firm enough stance to brace him. It felt good to be the one with a dick in her again, though this stag has nothing on Dan. Er... the human Dan, that is. It also felt good to be the one giving too but... obviously she cannot do that anymore, either. While she enjoyed the ride, and the male's desperation and need for her to get off was hot too... Jen found herself nitpicking in her head, comparing this to being with Dan, and in spite of the pleasure- he comes up short on all accounts. She had two minor orgasms before the stag erupts his, holding her around her hips, pushing in as far as he can go with his neck and head arched back. With a shiver though, his eyes seem to collapse in, revealing the sklera again! His entire body looked like it was inflating and starting to glow brightly! He hobbled off her and Jen turned to look at him, backing up a bit afraid of what was happening. He swelled larger and started glowing so brightly it was like his body was made of solid light. Then like a balloon full on confetti the deer body exploded into a shower of tiny glittering particles of magical energy, revealing his perfectly normal human form again. "Wait... what? It was so fast..? Am... am I... CURED?!" He started laughing manically, grabbing his ruined pants off the ground to cover his crotch and dashing away- toward the nearest forest edge. What... the hell was that? Dan arrived a moment later- having already been close enough to see the climax before he caught up fully. "Jen still here?" She looked at him, flicking her ears back and lowering her head a bit. "Still here. Nowhere else to go. Dan only home." There was a long pause before she started to trot slowly back toward where the herd was. "What... are we?" "Doe. White tail now, Dan thinks." "I had a... fantasy in my head once, that Jen was born a people. It was just a silly thought, just... idle wonder. But, it ended with change into deer Jen. And, looking back at it, now my memory is jumble. I... I angered because of what people Jen would have thought, if other Dan cheat." Dan looked at her, tilting her head. "Me same." Jen paused, narrowing her eyes. "Wait, we can't have both imagined the same thing, individually..? Dan... I think we really did change. We were a people! Which means you were... boy." "And Jen always girl." She thought for a moment before nodding. "That would explain our odd choice of name." Jen nodded as she slowly started walking again. "Also why I already felt familiar being mounted, even though the Dennis stag only recently made me doe." She sighed. "But now thanks to me angering Dennis stag... we can't the sex." Dan dart over to her, pressing their sides together. "No. We find new way to love. Ru and Com still mate too!" Ru and Com are two other deer who had names, but for completely different reasons and also no it has nothing to do with Rudolph and Comet. It's just because like... look, there are some plot-holes I cannot narrate my way out of. Shut up. They're just inexplicably named okay, stop asking questions. "Why wouldn't they be? Ru is stag." "Not anymore. Dennis has been turning more stag to doe. No competition." "Wuh..? All the boy deer turning to girl deer? So Ru and Com still..." Dan smiles and darts ahead, blocking her way- which is hard to do, her udders are so gargantuan on her now much smaller body that she cannot move her back legs without also shaking her tits around. She pressed her forehead into Jen' and walked forward- forcing her to stand up a bit then topple over onto her butt, then she walks even further, forcing her onto her back. Now pinned to the ground, Dan kisses her quickly before turning around. "Here, I do how they mate now." As soon as Dan turned around his cluster of udders wobbled over Jen' face, forcing her to tilt her head up to get her nose out from under it, so she didn't suffocate in titties. The ebon udders were huge on a moose, but they remained the same size when she shrank to the size of a white tail. Now the teats are so low to the ground, if she walks over a rock; they will brush the ground. The only reason they fit between her legs at all is because her dainty little legs fit into the cleft in either side of the udders, so two segments are in front, two are behind, and when she steps forward her leg also drags two of the four udder segments forward along with it. So her udder is being walked with her. Jen was so turned on looking up the smooth skin to Dan's pussy above her that her entire body felt tight! Her clit tightened and then started to stretch! Dan was about to lower his head to eat out her pussy, but as she watched; it transformed!! The clit emerged already dragging the urethra along with it, becoming a penis! Her vagina tightened and shrank as the ovaries mutated back into testicles! Her entire body enlarged a bit, her pelt getting a bit darker, and antlers rapidly started to grow! Like creaking wood, you can hear the muffled sound of the antlers rapidly growing below the layer of velvet that stretches out of her head to follow them! Dan immediately bows her front legs and sucks the dick into her mouth- thanks to the length of her muzzle, she can actually get almost the entire cock into her, in spite of how long it is; it isn't very thick after all. But lowering herself also caused her giant udders to squash into Jen's chest. She let out musical bleats, cooing in pleasure as the warm, smooth, soft titties spread over her, two smothering her chest below her forelegs and two above- so she straightens her forelegs to basically hug the udder, tugging it down into herself as she bends her neck to reach Dan's pussy, and dips her tongue in to find the hard knot of a clit hidden inside. The more aggressively Jen goes for the honey pot, the harder those fat tits are squished into her. She thrusts loosely, plunging down Dan's throat, feeling his soft wet tongue rippling around it. She softly purses her black lips and gently sucks, savoring its taste, not wanting Jen to pop too quick. Her edging of Jen worked well enough that Dan's orgasm hit first, but the pleasure numbed her muscle control, making her legs tremble before she unintentionally folded- collapsing the full weight of her rump onto Jen! Her udders slid down Jen' chest further while her pussy dropped so suddenly it skewered itself on her face! A fourth of Jen' muzzle was fully inside Dan's quivering twat! Being smothered in the wet rubbery folds and pinned in place with a cluster of udders the collective size of a yoga ball- Jen climaxed only a second into Dan's orgasm! Dan held her breath and went all the way down- till her lips bopped the sheath and the gusts of hot air from her nostrils tickled the clenching balls. Almost like watching someone collapse a telescope- Jen' antlers almost immediately started to collapse in on themselves! From tip to base, they shortened, tines regressed into the main body and it flattened entirely against the top of her head! The velvet never broke, so the skin remained uninterrupted, the antlers simply smooshed themselves back into her head. With a surprised yip- her balls pop back inside, carving out a vaginal passage as they go, and her clit sunk into the new opening, regressing into a large clit. She is a... 'she', again. "Magic!" "Must be." "No, is magic- stag that mount was people then stag then people again! They must had curse, and give to Jen." "Jen cursed?" She made a happy fluting sound, standing on her back hooves a second and playfully plopping down, with her forelegs over Dan's shoulders from the side. "No curse to Jen! I become stag, but only when sex time! Then back doe!" It also means that Dennis cannot syphon her new masculinity- because it isn't her, it's a curse that is on her. His wished powers don't syphon curses. The curse is supposed to turn a human into a deer when horny- it is only broken when they have sex with another human, and then the one they had sex with becomes the new curse-barer. Because Jen was swapped with an other-world version of herself and she is a different species AND gender in the two different universes; the curse became confused as to what she is, and triggered in spite of her actually being a deer already. So she is a doe that is also a were-stag. She plopped off Dan after the pseudo-hug. "I still not know which we were. People or deer first. But... way Jen see it; even if it was in my head... it still part of me. Deer not mate with only one, but Jen want only one Dan." "Then Dan only one too." She lifted her left forehoof and Jen did too- hooking them around so their hoof segments perfectly align as if they were holding hands, and both lean in for a kiss- booping their cool wet noses in the process too. As Dan mentioned before though- back at the herd, Dennis took several other stags and converted them. Too rowdy with too many females, so they posed a threat. Then still more stupidly attempted to challenge him, seeing Dennis was going to take a majority of females if he was not defeated. Of course... all challengers were defeated, easily. Like it wasn't even close. Duncan returned to the herd, encountering males looming around at the edges of the herd first. Afraid of being Dennis' next victims, the remaining males all distanced themselves, pretending to have no interest in the doe so Dennis won't target them. Duncan trot through the doe- considerably less concerned than the stags. Dennis was almost hidden by the concentration of doe surrounding him. A side-effect of all the stolen masculinity is that he exudes an aura of pheromones so powerful that even doe who were not horny to begin with become both horny and very attracted to him, almost as if hypnotized. As he stands up to address Duncan, he is definitely not hard to see. Duncan can feel Dennis' hooves against the ground- sending tremors through the earth. Antlers so giant they are like leafless trees. Each testicle the size of a fucking pumpkin and a sheath big enough you could fit a fire hydrant in it. His dick already starting to slowly emerge from the wobbling sheath below. Duncan mounted Dennis a while ago, dominating him when he tried to mount Juniper. Then Duncan took over the herd if for no other reason than to oust Dennis. But this time, Dennis will mount him to show dominance! Duncan had to stand his ground. Both to face this evil that threatened the herd, but primarily because Juniper is watching. By the rule of the herd, if Dennis wins a challenge he can have his pick of whatever female he wants... which means he could take Juniper. Duncan would die before he lets that happen! Juniper lets out a shrill sound in distress, surprised Duncan would still try to challenge Dennis. They are so miss-matched in size at this point that Dennis could technically just step on him. The doe that had been guiding Duncan before energetically trot back and forth to the side, observing as if to act as a referee for a boxing match. Both stags lower their heads to one another, circling one another slowly before they both charge at the same time! Duncan had no idea how this was going to work, but he had to try. Dennis' rack is so large that by the time the body of their antlers collide- the tine points of his are already halfway around the sides of Duncan's entire body! Duncan cannot hold his ground and folds like a sheet of paper. Dennis lifts his head, yanking Duncan's entire body off the ground by his antlers, swung him over and slammed him into the ground on the opposite side. The ref doe dashes forward and starts tapping her hoof on the forest floor, counting the downed stag out, but Duncan manages to force himself back onto his hooves. Unfortunately, standing back up- with his back momentarily turned to Dennis. The ultra-stag's forehooves slam into the ground in front of, and to the sides of either of Duncan's forelegs! He grunts at a sharp but short lived ache as a giant dick swings up under him and smacks his underside hard enough to catch his balls in the impact. Duncan knows what is next so he scrambles to get out from under the giant beast. Dennis just huffs, lowering his head and scooping forward! Dennis tangles their tines together from behind and then pulls his head back, yanking Duncan off the ground by his antlers again! He stands on his hind legs and staggers a bit till his butt contacts a tree to help balance him on only two legs- and he lowers Duncan onto his gargantuan cock! Being held up by his antlers; Duncan cannot even attempt escape. It isn't even physically possible for the dick to fit into Duncan, but because its tapered; he simply slides down till he can't anymore, which isn't even quite at the halfway point. Dennis holds him with his front hooves and bobs him up and down on the cock like he is some sort of toy! Duncan was humiliated! But it felt so good... good enough to drown his embarrassment. Made him dizzy, and hard to think about anything. He liked this a lot actually, he just wished it didn't happen like... this. Neither realized that the almost toxic levels of pheromone in the air was affecting Duncan's thoughts... because Dennis is syphoning his masculinity- which means his body responds more and more positively to the pheromone, rather than aggressively. Duncan's cock twitched up and froze at diamond-hard on every entry thrust, then relaxed a bit and drooled pre when he was lifted. His prostate being aggressively pet by the invading shaft, wrapping the small male around it like a living cocksleeve. The fit is so tight that Duncan's penis cannot release any fluids when Dennis is fully in- his cock crushes the internal length of the urethra, preventing anything from passing through. Duncan's angrily thrashing his hooves around very quickly turned to desperate, but as soon as he was skewered he knew he was trapped and gave up the ghost. Now his hooves curl and uncurl almost like a purring cat kneading something. He started to feel oddly giddy. Horny and empty-headed. His penis started to shrink. The ripples of syphoned traits so concentrated in his genitals that it almost felt like his cock was gulping something- or ejaculating backwards. Each powerful wave caused a clench which collapsed its size, which creates the gulping sensation. Dennis can direct the syphoned traits somewhat, and at this point just concentrates on genitals and his rack. His body is already so big he tries to avoid altering his overall size, because at some point he is going to be afraid of stepping on the doe on accident. The bone of his antlers groans with still more growth, even more tines, and Duncan rises even higher in the air as the cock he is riding gets even longer! Dennis' chin against the top back of his head, which means his tusks curve over the top of Duncan's head as if acting as stoppers to keep him from popping off. Rivers of pre that cannot fit into the poor stretched stag instead form rivers down the ultra-cock, tracing the contour of veins as thick and squirmy as snakes. Normally veins in a cervine phallus are unnoticeable on the surface at all, but Dennis' cock is so overcharged they are VERY visible and slightly thicker than a normal stag's penis themselves! It is so aggressively erect the entire shaft turns magenta rather than pink and the fat veins webbing their way up at least half the shaft before tapering off into the shaft properly, are all deep violet, like a bruise. It feels like Duncan is sliding off his dick, even though the same amount of cock remains in the smaller male. The overall percentage decreases, because Dennis keeps getting more cock, but no more is going to fit. It feels like he can feel the pent up fluid in his balls swirling like a whirlpool- but that is just the sensation of the stolen traits settling. Well, the swirling part- not the pent up part; that part IS the fluid in his balls. Dennis tilts his head down a bit now, grunting as his neck starts to struggle with the weight of his monstrously huge rack. At least he doesn't have to wear this in the winter. Duncan on the other hand was becoming love-drunk and starting to buck, trying to force more cock into himself! So full, so tight. Such a perfect fit. Hot, throbbing meat! His antlers start to groan like twisting bark from being what is holding him upright. Fur starts to fall around the opening of his sheath as the pink skin develops four uniform bumps. Balls clench, but the scrotum stays tightened, the balls shrink a bit. Then another clench, still smaller, still tighter. Duncan feels like the dick is filling over half his entire body. His own endowments shrinking, which he knows is bad, but it is making this dick in his ass even more obscene so it can't be all bad, right? His conscious thoughts were being drown out with a thirst for more pleasure, and a growing obsession for this magnificent dick! The pleasure the cock is inflicting is too powerful and immediate for his mind to possibly work its way past that right now. Dennis has to straighten his back, leaning more heavily on the tree to hold himself upright, and lift his antlers to tug Duncan higher by his antlers, to keep from splitting him in half on the still-growing dick. Duncan was thrashing his hooves around loosely again, but now from muscle spasms caused by the pleasure, not any effort toward escaping. Udder segments getting chubbier, teats longer and thicker. Sheath regressing- looks like it belongs on a fawn not a stag! Duncan doesn't want to run out of... male. But, doesn't want the pleasure to end, either. Then he looks past his shrinking endowments to see the yawning urethral bulge on the obscene shaft entering him, and the hard, fat, dark veins bulging off its surface. It looks so angry, so aggressive, so... powerful. Too powerful to resist. He should... submit. Let it have what it wants. More of what it wants. Feed it moooore. His fur color bled out- turning instead to the coloration of a whitetail doe. Dennis on the other hand gained the vibrant pigment of a red deer, but his existing fur color is already so dark that adding red to it gave him a maroon colored pelt- except his white ass and underside, that remained pure white. The black markings on the front of his muzzle also remained untouched from his time as a normal white tail himself. Duncan's entire body shrank, regressing both from being turned from a red deer to white tail but also from being converted from male to female. His udder swelled into B cup hills before completing, now occupying the space his regressed sheath used to. His sheath basically gone entirely- his penis regressed to a bulb over his scrotum before his balls inverted and collapsed his crotch into a neon pink leaf shaped vulva! Both Dennis and Duncan were surprised, but Dennis worried and Duncan just thrilled by it- as Duncan's antlers shatter off his skull at the base! The last remnant of his masculinity splintered off, but because he was being held up by them; this slammed his full body weight down on the giant monster cock, cramming as much of the angry hot meat into his ass as physically possible! The pleasure spike and surprise caused Dennis to lose his precarious balance and topple forward onto all fours again! The giga dick finally climaxed, firing so much cum up the obscene pillar that the urethra bulged far enough off the underside of the shaft that it looked like a pool noodle. Duncan barely had time to brace his impact on his own hooves under the giant before internal pressure slammed into her hard enough to force her to run forward! As soon as the tip of the cock forced her off from pressure- cum exploded out of them both in every direction! Dennis' underside was painted in it, half of Duncan's entire body is absolutely caked in it, and it coated so much of the nearby plants and ground around them it looks like someone dropped a pipe bomb into a bucket of off-white paint. Duncan's spindly little legs trembled like leaves below her for several minutes, breathing heavily with a blissful look on her face in the aftershocks of orgasm. The hot spunk matting her fur, clinging to her like paint. Slowly her blissful expression faded, and embarrassment rushed back in, as she realized what had happened. The referee doe shook her head. "Aaand he's outa here." She walked over to Dennis who was also still catching his breath, hooked her foreleg around his and partially lifted his hoof. "Dennis now uncont... un... uh, not-argued champion of the wooooorldAsFarAsWeKnowItBecauseBeAreDeerAndHaveLiterallyNeverLeftThisSingularForestToUnderstandWhatTheWorldActuallyIssss...." She passed out from lack of oxygen, slowly standing back up a half minute later. "I am okay." Dennis squinted at her. "I am not sure you are." Duncan looked at the stunned Juniper and the other deer of the herd, all gawking in awe of the scene. Duncan closed her eyes and dashed off into the woods to hide her embarrassment. She is defeated- she cannot stop Dennis from taking Juniper. And Duncan is no longer a stag; even if Juniper still wanted her, she cannot take her. Juniper took a step forward, about to bolt after her 'boy'friend, but decided against it. She doesn't even know what she would say to her right now. She will come back after she cools down... surely? Deer are herd animals, you cannot just run off solo. She looked back to the lumbering behemoth that is Dennis. His scrotum like a wrecking ball swinging under him now. He unintentionally scrapes trees in order to grind his antlers past between them. He holds his head low now, because even his colossal neck is struggling with the weight. "Dennis?" He paused to look at her. "Yes?" "Why are you a Dennis?" "I was a people, wished I was not. Got wish." Juniper's eyes widened, remembering her own confused memories. A deer who longed to be human who got her wish, a human who longed to be deer got her wish... which was the truth? Turns out- both. She disregarded it as fantasy, or just being confused about a dream till now, but there are too many coincidences to ignore. "Remember Juniper people?" "Yes, she was friend of people Dennis." "I am she. I am Juniper!" "W-what? But... how-why-when-? I... wished myself deer, why are YOU deer too??" She shrugged. "I dunno. Duncan also deer." "The other campers?" "Have not seen. I did not know you were deer though, so... maybe others are right in front and we not know?" He raised his giant head far above the rest of the herd. "Dan? Jen?" "Present." The entire herd turned to look at the two as they returned from their own little jaunt. Dennis' ears flicked back. "Wait... wait that means..." The horror set in that he had sex with Dan... twice. WAIT, no fucking wonder Jen was so aggressive before!! He fucked her boy... er, 'boy'friend, without even realizing. He also drained them both of their unique cervine traits. Dennis looked to Kelly to his other side, always shadowing his movements. "Wait... were you also..?" "The 'other' Kelly? Before, yes. I thought you knew?" "I... thought I crossed over to the other world, and you always the imagined one." He raised his head to the herd again. "Duncan??" Juniper lowered her head, flicking her ears back. "He... isn't here." Dennis was mortified to hear the stag he just annihilated in front of everyone was, in fact, Duncan. He had no idea- and Duncan also had no idea it was Dennis. Dennis thought he was being an asshole gatekeeping Juniper, and then humiliating him and exiling him from the herd. But he did that because Juniper is his girlfriend, he was defending his mate. And he did not know who Dennis has become so, he just thinks Dennis is some evil deer come to terrorize everyone. Juniper brightened up a bit. "Well, now that we know, you can turn him back stag!" "N-no..." "Why no?" "My power only works one-way. I wished to be able to take traits, not re-distribute them. Once they are in me, they stuck." "Bleh. Wait, can you make me normal doe?" "... normal in what sense?" "I not look like other doe." "That's because you reindeer, and all other doe here are white tail. You want me to turn you white tail?" "Yeeee~ so I match Duncan when he return!" Dennis shrugged, yea, he can do that. He cannot take any of her female traits, but he can syphon any standout traits, which in this case would be anything that makes her a caribou among a herd of white tail deer. As pretty as she is- Dennis had no interest in banging her now knowing she is Juniper, so he simply touched antler tines to hers and used that contact point to syphon her traits. Because the trait concentration passed through their heads to swap over- they both had their thoughts whited out during the process. A weird, pleasant tingly feeling in their heads. She started to shrink- caribou being larger than white tails; Dennis did not add to his own size because he was already ridiculously large- so instead his balls and sheath enlarged. His penis enlarged a bit too- but since it is packed away currently, its size increase just makes the sheath larger. The biggest change this time was instead in his fur. Caribou have double-layered fur with hollow hairs to increase buoyancy in water and prevent temperature transfer. This causes all of Dennis' fur to get considerably longer, shaggier looking. The white of his underside seemed to trail up his neck as a pale grey instead, and the fur around his neck got especially bushy- making his neck look three times thicker than it actually is. Thanks to the foot and a half long dewlap he gained from moose traits- adding the bushy grey fur to this made it look like he has a huge beard. The tines at the front of his antlers now extended as well. Before they were back and out to either side primarily, now they were starting to even out, balancing forward and back. It made them easier to carry, but certainly no less heavy. Like Dan; Juniper retained an unusually fat, round set of udders that did not downsize with the rest of her body, but... not nearly as massive of a size difference. The layer of fur over the body of the udders was removed as part of the regression though, exposing the candy pink flesh of her tits like the rest of the white tails. Dan's udder remains charcoal grey from when she was a moose. The final touch- like the males who had been drained; Juniper's antlers became brittle, and the moment she moves her head, break off and fall away. Only female reindeer have antlers like that, now that she is not a reindeer she can no longer wear the winter crown. Dennis groaned, shaking himself to re-settle his now bushy fur. Well, no idea where Duncan went so he has no choice but to just wait for him to return. If he tries to move the herd they might not be able to find one another again, so, he just resumes his original mission. To correct the power scale- live up to his original fantasy of being a cervine, as king of the herd! Kelly serves the king as his right hand, though... notices him seemingly distant to her. Preoccupied with ruling the herd, obviously. And there are so many doe practically clamoring over one another to get to him, he has to share himself to be fair. At least, that is what she hoped was the reason. Dennis had no actual competition, obviously. He is absolutely gargantuan and has a dick as heavy as an elephant's endowments, the other stag cannot compete in the slightest. Unfortunately- that does not stop them from trying. They fall in line normally, knowing they have no chance. If a doe approaches them, they will have sex a short ways away from the rest of the herd as to not call attention, and Dennis does nothing about that- it doesn't hurt anything, why would he care? However his overwhelming pheromones have the opposite effect on males. So more often than not, when a male gets horny- instead of peacefully plucking a female that isn't trying to shove her entire head into Dennis' sheath, they will challenge Dennis. So, what is he supposed to do? Let the little shit skewer his legs on their antlers? Rationally; they know they cannot win. But when hormones take over, they don't use the rational part of their brain, at all. Instinct tells them to assert themselves against the other male who is clearly a threat to his own selection of females. And so they fight, even though they cannot possibly win. These fights end instantly with Dennis simply pinning them to the ground under a cage of antler tines, and removing the masculinity that makes them so hostile toward him. Turning still more stag into doe. With every added male, his endowment grows still larger. Luckily at this point he is already so big that their contributions are almost unnoticeable. It was a few days since Duncan ran off- still no sign of her. All the doe started to look around nervously at the grunting, set slapping of sex trying to figure out who was bold enough to be fucking in the middle of the herd at this point. Dennis wasn't even willing to give them the benefit of the doubt at this point- he doesn't want to give them the chance to challenge him later and get another little prick trying to stab him while his guard is down. The herd parts like waves of fur, revealing an... odd creature. It looks like someone somehow cross-bred a ram with a red deer buck. The back legs were oddly short for its body, more similar to a sheep. The tail, upper forelimbs, neck and part of the head was covered in wool instead of fur- and because of the mixed coloration the wool is actual, like, vibrant red, not the red-brown of the normal deer pelt. His balls were unusually big but his actual shaft seemed normal. On his head was a bizarre hybrid of horns and antlers! The antlers are heavily curled and ribbed, and each of the tines are also curled- but form separate curls from the body of the antler-horns, rather than follow the same one. His face was also longer than normal and his upper lift cleft up to his nose, making his face sheep-ish. He was mounting a normal doe though. As confused as Dennis was as to what he was even looking at- he also knows it does not belong. A strange male creature invaded his herd and thinks he can contaminate the doe with his mutant sperm? Not on his watch. Using his colossal antlers he scoops the hybrid off the doe and just holds him up in the air- bleating and flailing his limbs in confusion. The long bushy mane of fur on Dennis's throat gets a little longer still, and starts to curl up toward the tips, the red coloration already present becomes brighter on these curls alone almost making them look like wisps of flame among his otherwise dark hide. Dennis grunts and bows a bit, scrunching up his face at the sensation of his antlers growing a bit thicker, and some of the sheep's horn ribbing shows up toward their very base, but fades off further up. His own upper lip getting a deeper cleft. His dormant dick swelled a bit larger still, but most of the mass this time went to his balls which audibly gurgled as they enlarged a bit further, a bit heavier, and meatier. Far more extreme however was the regression of the hybrid! The neck started to shorten, and then his torso became a bit shorter too! Fur on his belly started to fall away, then his crotch, then inner thighs, around his sides, his lower back, then upper! His shins started to get longer, stealing mass from his cannon bones which then cracked and popped loudly as they splinter into much smaller, more numerous bones and more complicated joints. His hoof segments shrank and he even started to develop another digit as his feet became very short. The hybrid's forelimbs were undergoing the exact same change, and the fur started to fall away here as well once the changes were far enough along to the structure. When its cannon bone gets too short, the shortening and shrinking of the two primary digits causes them to pop between the dewclaws, flattening the end of its limbs so all four digits are lined up in a row. The tail regresses to nothing once the wool falls off it in a clump- all the hairs tangled together because they are so curly. Rather than simply shrink till they invert- his genitals change shape as they get smaller! The fur falls away from his balls and sheath and his cock gets thicker while it gets shorter, the glans flaring unusually large, the swelling so much they become rounded, giving his phallus a rounded end, shaped almost like a helmet... wait... are those HUMAN glans?! The wool falls out of his back and chest, then erupts off his now short neck. His bleats sound strange as his face clicks and crunches, compacting inward. His grunts and bleats sounding more like a man trying to impersonate a beast rather than a proper beast. Rather than the wool fall from his head, a patch of it straightens out a bit more, turns to a more orange-red, and becomes human hair. An Irish man by the name of John! "By the Gods, I am finally free of that wretched Fae's cruel cur-AH!" "Eww, a people." Dennis bucked his head, catapulting the man into the sky, over the tree line and out of sight. "Wait a minute. Why the fuck did he turn into a human?" When he syphons the traits, they turn into a female white tail every other time... why did this one turn into a human man? That isn't supposed to happen. He mentioned a Fae? Dennis did recall the Faerie he met was a bit reluctant to grant the wish initially, because she had never done something like that before. She might have accidentally breached more than one reality, turning this forest into a sort of universal crossroads on accident. Dennis looks down as the doe he peeled the hybrid off of skitters under his body and immediately starts nuzzling his sheath. "You okay?" "Ye. Wooly stag was okay, not good like giant stag tho. You are giant stag too, Jess liiiike~!" Damn, this one is aggressively horny. Wait, Jess? Why does she have a human name? Before Dennis could ask, yet another bizarre sight approached. A... half-deer. An anthro stag dressed fully in human clothes- save for shoes, because he has hooves. He darted up to them, grabbing the doe out from under Dennis. Normally he would syphon the challenging male but... was honestly just more confused than anything. The anthro shook his head at his friend. "C'mon Jess, you can't be running into the forest, you will get lost or attacked or who knows what." He bowed a bit at Dennis. "Sorry for bothering you, uh, giant, stag." Though they appeared to be a pair- the feral deer was unable to communicate with the anthro. She can understand him but he cannot understand her. Dennis' ears perked up and he looked at her before the anthro dragged her too far away. "Wait, another giant stag?" "Oh yes~ very powerful and big, he was much fun! I try him first, but then wool stag appear so I give him a shot. Too small for Jess." "Where is this other super-stag?" The doe nodded toward the far woods before the anthro dragged her back home. They left toward the edge of the forest, leaving it entirely. They both live among humans then, he supposes. A stag as big as Dennis? That should be impossible, and is definitely something he needs to check out. That is a huge threat to his rule. He went to hunt it down, but a swarm of Doe also attempted to follow him, not wanting to be away from him long. He just sighed and shoed them back. The other stag could potentially be dangerous, he isn't dragging an entire team of cheerleaders with him. Kelly stepped forward. "I- I could go though, to help you if need? You know I smarter than the average doe." "Eh, well..." Another doe stepped forward. "Bernice is smarter than too! You can tell, because I has name." Dennis quickly motioned to her, just as an alternative to having to take Kelly. "Yea, her. To, y'know, give everyone a shot to... stand out, or, whatever." The doe hopped in a circle in glee of being chosen above the rest- before she realized Dennis left already and skittered to catch up. He glanced at her. "On the condition you stop calling yourself Bernice." "W-why?" "I know is not really your name. There literally no way you are a Bernice." She puffed her cheeks up in an exaggerated pout. When Dennis found the target, it was not particularly hard to spot. Almost the same size he currently is. A stag by himself, no herd. Smells of human too, but he has no wounds, so the humans couldn't have been hunting him. So humans just... left a gargantuan stag in the woods and left? Shaggy brown and grey pelt, bushy neck, and a rack so large it looks like his neck shouldn't even be able to lift his own head. This isn't a deer... he is a precursor. They have somehow encountered a Megaloceros. A species that is supposed to have gone extinct. Dennis slowly starts to bow his head, nervous about being able to actually challenge this thing and win, it is technically classified as megafauna. Its rack is big enough and wide enough that if it charges at you, it is basically impossible to dodge. Your best chance is to trick it into pinning itself between two trees- but most of the trees around here will just snap in two if he hit it. However, bizarrely when the megaloceros spotted him, it turned its BACK to him! It... doesn't see Dennis as a challenge?? Wait, its dick is peeking out of the sheath... is it bisexual?? The phallus cannot properly erect because it already spent its load in that strange hyper-horny doe that was dragged off earlier. But it can still act as a bottom, if it can't be the top. Well, Dennis isn't going to pass this opportunity up. He seriously doubts there is going to be a male bigger than this guy, so if he takes this guy out of the picture he is guaranteed king of the forest. A real life megaloceros! Just don't mind the AWE logo branded onto the back of his right ear. It is just there in case you are wondering which evil mad science organization this particular extinct animal was scienced back to life by. Dennis mounted the ancient stag- if it wants to be in this forest is will learn who the true king is! The doe has nothing better to do in the meantime so she slides herself under the eldeer and lifts his scrotum up on her muzzle, chuckling as his balls roll over her eyes. "Heehee, these aren't my glasses~" She playfully licked at the exposed dick as it slid out. It cannot erect fully so it just sort of flops around, but the doe tends to it anyway. This encounter was business not pleasure though, so Dennis did not waste any time activating his syphoning power. The elder stag started to shrink quickly; the ripples of syphoning traits were intense in his body, gently petting all of his insides, gathering further in intensity toward his crotch. That means the last point the traits pass through before absorbing into Dennis, is the stag's prostate, causing it to swell huge in surges before shrinking with the rest of him. Then huge again, then a little smaller. Dennis groaned, trying to direct the power but not knowing how this will turn out. He is already too big- if he simply stole the size directly he would be so huge by the time this is over that the other deer would look like bugs in comparison. His rack is so huge his neck aches. So... he is trying to concentrate all the added mass specifically into just his genitals. Which... were already also not small. He is growing so fast and the stag is shrinking so fast it feels like the other body is being vacuum sealed to his dick. The visible veins bulge even further up the length of his shaft, and the glans over-inflate to be visible all the time, not just when flared! The veins are so numerous and so fat more of the base of his shaft is lumpy and purple than just smooth cock. He tries to distribute the traits as best he can to make the change less severe but no matter where it goes- he is getting too big, everywhere. Prostate swells to the size of a friggen softball and his whole body convulses from the surge of powerful blunt pleasure as his dick fires pre like a garden hose for five straight seconds before it clenches to taper the flow. His taint swells so huge it is like he has a white furry pool noodle shoved between his cheeks. The firmness, and pleasure radiates from the prostate out, so he feels it in his ass, around his taint, up behind his balls and into the base of the sheath before firing up the shaft and then building to more of an electrical buzz of pleasure in the over-inflated glans. Friction on the inside of the other stag helps numb the intense buzz. A strong but duller pleasure, rather than the sharper incessancy of the electrical pleasure. The stag kept getting pushed further forward as he shrank but the cock he was riding grew- more dick flesh blooming out of his butt as he remains tightly stretched around what small percentage actually fits inside of him. Unlike the others however; his hugely broad antlers did not become brittle and break off- they simply got smaller and simpler. His gender did not start to collapse in on itself, it just got smaller. The doe was enjoying his floppy but still fully out shaft, rubbing her face and black lips along it, enjoying its smell too. Big, heavy, lazy and soft dick- fun to cuddle! Dennis bellowed in surprise as the traits suddenly surged! Like he had someone shattered some sort of limiter, the traits surged into him at twice the speed!! Clicks, cracks, and snaps went off all over the stag's body all at once! His whole body was starting to shift, soften... the fur falling out, hoof structure changing wildly... wait this one is turning into a human too. Through the use of Neo Cells, the genetic imprint of Megaloceros was made physical in a man named Buck. Dennis is syphoning the male cervid traits... which was the only deer traits Buck had in the first place, so by removing them; Dennis is unintentionally 'curing' Buck's condition. That caused Dennis' entire body to go rigid from the surge of pleasure as his genitals grew even faster! Each testicle now the size of an oblong beach ball! You can hear a quiet whoosh and gurgle as they churn and clench! Plump veins start to appear in his crotch trying to feed the beast, lines of tension can be seen in the skin trailing from his torso to his sheath as its weight increases tremendously! He was mounted on the buck but now his front legs are back on the ground and the buck is transforming rapidly into a human man, several feet ahead of Dennis! His cock is so long even in comparison to his own body that the head of his dick is considerably past his own head. He has to look ahead to see the end of his own penis. The megaloceros traits bleed into the other cervine traits and waken genes even older than that. Far enough back on the evolutionary tree where all the cervine start to converge. The front of his antlers started to spread and fuse the tines together as if trying to match the back, but the back now shift as well. The back grow longer at the base, putting the spread portion further out from his head, and the short tines that line the frame of this become very long. This portion becomes less shovel-like as the curve flattens a bit, almost like a giant crest. The front flattened and merged the tines into two huge fan shaped plates, now pointing straight up on the inside of the other two plates that were the back of his antlers. This arrangement gave all four plates an overall triangular shape, like a gargantuan crest. The crown of a prehistoric king. The one who came before; Sinomegaloceros. Meanwhile his cock below is so huge it feels like he is still on the back of another deer- it's just his own dick thudding against his underside. Buck finally reverts fully human and the giant mutant glans of Dennis' penis can no longer fit and forcefully pops out, staggering Buck forward. His human consciousness has been repressed for almost three years now, so Buck is utterly confused and has no idea what has happened since then. He shakily gets off the forest floor but not entirely before he is blasted forward into a tree by the pillar of hot white goo as Dennis orgasms- not from the pleasure of sex but from the radiant internal pressure of his own ever-growing cock. The jet of cum fired across almost 13 feet before colliding with a tree and spraying down in a shower against the ground. The jet lasted a full three seconds before clench. Buck fell to the ground again so the next jet slammed him in the chest, knocking the air out of him and thus knocking him unconscious for the time. Another twelve blasts, coating a twenty foot radius in gelatinous off-white goo, before Dennis was finally spent. The doe ended up hiding behind him to avoid getting painted with enough cum to harden into a full-body cast. They both decided to get out of there before the human woke up again and started asking questions they cannot answer. But what of Duncan? Well, she had not simply run away from the herd, no. It took her quite some time- but she knew there must be something magical within the woods, in order for Dennis to have those sort of powers in the first place. Duncan darts up to the tiny home, immediately knowing the gnome who lives here must be the source of their troubles. The gnome leaned back in his lawn chair on the back patio of his house, enjoying looking up at the fluttering leaves of the forest canopy above while his tiny wife hugs his cock to her body, the corona resting on the tops of her bulbous breasts and her plump lips sucking onto the glans, polishing the helmet to a shrine she could see herself in. The two gradually slow, and turn around to see the comparatively huge doe's face only a foot away, gawking at them. "...." "..." "Can I help you?!" "Ye!" "That was rhetorical, but if it makes you go away again, okay- shoot." "Giant stag monster threaten herd. Very bad for deers. I need you to reverse." "Giant... stag... monster?" His tiny wife climbed down to stand on his scrotum. "It might have something to do with the wish you granted that stag from before." "Well that can't be right, since when do wishes have unintended side-effects?" Backfiredwishes.doc failed to upload, file size too large. Ah shit, well I am too lazy to type it out by hand, so just use your imagination. The gnome shook his head. "In any case, I cannot use my magic to reverse the wish." "Why no?" The gnome sighed. "Imagine magic is like fire. If your house was on fire, would you use fire to put out the fire? I sure hope not. Just throwing more magic at him won't do anything but make the current spell overcharged or unstable. It cannot just, erase it, because whatever magic you throw at him is going to interact with the current runes and attempt to form into the spell that is already on him, negating whatever shape you try to give it." "...that complicate. How about- turn stags back to stags, let him keep power." "Okay well starters I have no way of knowing which doe used to be stags and what they used to look like, making it borderline impossible for me to turn them back. But even if we ignore that and assume that I could; your ultra-stag would just steal the traits all over again, that wouldn't achieve anything!" "Give Duncan wish power to steal traits too! Wait no, no steal... spread out." "Redistribute? Well, sure, I could but uh... based on your description, the stag you are up against is probably many times larger than you in every aspect... how would you take anything from him? You also have no masculinity in you to grow and I can't give you the one you had back because that would require magicking it out of him, and as I already explained- that isn't possible." "What if I got new one? What if predator, instead of prey?" "So like... a wolf? Yea, I guess that works. Replace your deer genitals with a male wolf bits. Would also give you a bit of an edge in attempting to fight this supposed 'monster deer'." "Yeee! Make Duncan half wolf! Flesh eater scare that stag into submission!" Duncan glanced down. "Why penis keep growing." The gnome sighed again, looking at Duncan past his penis, which was now almost as tall as he is. "My brother cursed me years ago to grow forever till I got off, because he knew I couldn't find a gi- it isn't important. Finishing this transaction so my wife can get back to her favorite pastime- is." The gnome thought for a moment, waving his hands in the air, stuttering his motion a few times to remember the correct runes. Duncan did not need to ask him when he was done because he could feel the surge of magical energy enter his body! It was the same sensation as the rippling syphon Dennis uses- except instead of concentrating to a single point and then exiting his body; it was saturating into his body from all around. Duncan wandered away from the home to a relative clearing as his changes started- and the pixie once again fluttered down and sat on the head of her husband's penis, this time to rock her pussy back and forth on the head while squeezing the corona with her meaty thighs. More flesh curled out of Duncan's vaginal opening as his vagina shortened quickly. The clit curled around to face outside, and then the urethral opening extended into its base before it started to drag out of her pussy entirely! All the movement in her vulva caused it to drool lube. Excess flesh from the top of the vulva pooled around the base of the clit, and as soon as it started to lengthen the flesh knit itself together immediately below the clit, forming a sheath of naked flesh. She shall be a 'he' again! He just had to gain the manhood of a different beast. Her tail twitched from side to side and the flesh and blood portion under the fluff pulsed, throbbing in size- becoming permanently bigger a little more with each throb. Though inaudible; Duncan could feel it pop as new vertebra form, wedging themselves between existing segments to lengthen the tail. The fur on the tail also lengthens though, making it quite bushy. He grunt and the bones in his forelimbs swelled making his front legs bulkier, but the muscle wrapping them also tightened, hardening. The fur at his shoulders and elbows became a but wispy and long, forming tufts there. His cannon bones splintered into several, more complex joints, but did not shorten as if to revert to hands. His fingers swelled bigger with more complicated, nimble joints and the two primary segments regressed in size, causing the two dew claws to pop back forward! He stumbled back a bit because his hoof segments folded forward- the longer joints could not support his weight entirely on their ends. He thought it would hurt but he landed on fat bubbles of thick skin... paw pads?? He has paws on his forelimbs only! But, instead of claws he has four narrow hoof segments on the ends! Grey wolf fur mixed with his deer pelt making diffused brown fur on his backside, longer than the rest of his pelt- but longer still near the base of his tail and between his shoulders. His neck fur became very bushy as well, making his neck look twice as thick as it actually is. His ears expanded at the bottom, almost looking like a leaf uncurling in the morning sun. From leaf-shaped ears to triangles. He groans loudly and opens his mouth as all his teeth sharpen- but he grows many new teeth, filling in the gaps in his jaw, and the missing front top row. However, the front bottom row did not correct their angle when this happened, which means they are angled forward and out slightly, giving him underbite. Even when his mouth is completely closed, those teeth are still partially exposed over his lips. His lips also got longer- a deer mouth only opens on the last fifth of its face, but a wolf can open the entire length of its muzzle. It is a carnivore, after all. His antlers returned, but after only growing a short ways out- the velvet tightened and ruptured down the length, re-absorbing into the skin of the top of his head! The male aspect is canine which do not have antlers, so he only grew antlers where the two trait sets are completely overlapped. They look more like horns than antlers- they are not very long and curve forward, forking only once, making them shaped like a bent Y. His tail finished growing- the shape of a football from the fluffy fur on it, still white on the bottom and diffused brown on the top. It isn't exactly huge compared to the rest of him, but it is still like twenty times bigger than the tuft he had moments before. A full scrotum, as he grunts as each testicle pops out through the gap in his pelvic floor, already the size of a baseball by the time it emerges! His new penis actually looks like a tapered cervine phallus as it forms, but once it starts to grow to a proper size for his body- the shape starts to shift quite a bit. In order to regain a manhood- it needed to be from another species, so while some deer traits may bleed into it- it is going to be majority wolf. The sensation from much deeper in surging up between his legs into the basin of the forming cock cause the urethra to expand, bulging out of the underside large enough to make the penis shaped like an 8 if you look at it dead-on. But then the veins pull tight under the sheath and from the bottom up the shaft itself starts to widen greatly as well, further defining the shape of the two cylinders from one another. The urethra extends in a procession further than the shaft itself- so the shaft doesn't bulge all the way to the tip, leaving a rounded spike off the bottom of the end to support the end of the urethra. Starting a candy pink in clit form, it turned magenta, and then more of a red-peach as it engorges. The veins do not project at all off the surface, but do darken into visibility on the surface; thousands of hair-thick dark purple veins. The blood pressure also builds at the end, causing the shaft to swell even bigger toward there, giving the overall shaft a club-like shape to it. At first it has a rounded end, then as its shape flares wider it is pulled completely flat on the end, and finally becomes so wide the end inverts- creating a shallow pocket on the end. The deer traits still affected the phallus a bit though... causing the shaft to be much longer than on a normal wolf. Duncan thrust into the air under him, bowing slightly and groaning from the horniness and constant glow of pleasure the changes gave him. Just a bit more, almost done, just hold on. He felt unbelievably pent up, then an actual physical pressure on his pelvic floor! He humped at the air and staggered around a bit- his groan now more of a growl as the pressure grew. His cock was bucking so readily it was almost vibrating. Even more pressure, and more! It felt like his cock was about to explode, his hips were starting to ache because something was trying to shove his entire pelvic floor out from the inside! The explosion of pleasure when the pressure finally forced through caused him to climax and hose the forest floor down in thick stripes of hot love! A knot the size of two softballs glued to either side of his shaft- they formed before his cock finished extending, so it formed on the wrong side of his pelvic floor, and had to shove its way out. This caused the peeling feeling of new flesh blooming from the old in his sheath to suddenly sharpen to an itchy pleasure as the knot forced it to hurry the hell up to make way. The knot forced its way into the sheath which rammed the rest out. By the time his cock was fully extended, the urethral procession is far enough forward to touch his elbows when on all fours, so 3/4rths the length of his body. He ejaculated without penetrating anything, so the knot never fully exposed itself- it stretched the sheath around itself making the sheath spherical, but then after climax started to slowly regress and pop back in. Once he caught his breath- Duncan smiled with a mouth full of fangs. Now the hunt begins. He will have to be sure to save up on the journey back to the herd, to defeat that monster and take back the herd once and for all! Meanwhile things continued to escalate back at the herd. Dennis tried to leave them alone or reason with the other stags, but one by one the pheromones drove them wild and they try to attack Dennis. Dennis is then forced to remove their masculinity. Dennis shuffles slowly forward, his back legs brushing either side of his sheath, wobbling it back and forth as he goes. His immense cock dragging on the ground beside him because it is too large for even his massive sheath to contain- so even when flaccid it is still mostly out. His testicles are each as tall as his own back, dragging behind him like a ball and chain tethering him to the earth. His antlers are so big he keeps his head bowed at all times. The herd has not moved in a week, so the air is thick with his musk. All of the doe act drunk all the time. Chirping at one another giddily and prancing around like bemused children. They are perpetually horny; love-drunk on the near-toxic level of pheromones in the air. They prance around giddily, bleating happily at one another in puppy-love, till their bodies heat up and their naughty bits start gulping at the air while drooling like hungry maws. Then their lust turns from giddy to something more feral and they bolt for the ultra-stag. Obviously... none of them can fit his cock in them. Thanks to it being tapered, they can get the end in them- but only like, 1/60th of his overall phallus. However because it is so obscenely colossal, a small army worth of doe can pile onto it, licking, sucking, rubbing their faces against it, or climbing onto the shaft to ride it like a mount, grinding their little tits and pussy down onto the top of the shaft; and giving Dennis a show of their rump at the same time. Dennis lets out a huge gust of air before his legs buckle, he almost falls on top of his own junk and then rolls back to sit on his ass. Too... much. Managed to walk almost 13 feet that time before his legs gave out. He can only shuffle around for about a minute at a time before his own weight causes him to collapse. Even if you took ONE of his two testicles- they are as tall as his back when resting fully on the ground. The normal doe are so small in comparison to him that they could walk under him without their bodies brushing together. A white tail doe is roughly the same mass as a human. That means each one of his testicles is about the size of a large truck, or a medium sized shed. Muscle is heavier than fat- and guess what makes up the vast majority of a testicle's mass? He could crumple an entire truck under a single ball with its weight alone. His shaft is the girth of a doe's entire body and so long he could fully penetrate someone's entire house. His neck can barely brace the weight of his colossal sinomegaloceros rack. He is so huge and so monstrously endowed that he is borderline immobile. Anchored in place by his own pride. The doe dance around him playing together, the ones who became too fired up start nuzzling and licking, and soon he must lift his left front leg to let the cock pass under him- straightening out in a slow erection. Engorging bigger and bigger, more doe run to him and leap up onto his dick. Their dainty little hooves cannot hurt his shaft- they are too small in comparison. The borderline grotesque array of arm-thick purple veins covering most of the surface on his lower shaft grow and relax in surges. If the doe put their ear over them they can hear the quiet *gloooosh* of blood surging up from his heart beat. Obviously magically aided- there is no way his physical heart could pump that much blood. Several doe even pile up onto his balls behind him- he is basically sitting on the trailing flesh of his scrotum stretched under himself when he sat. Not as sexy as riding the cock, but very fun to roll around on. These doe are dizzy with his scent- it is the strongest from his balls because... well, that is where the pheromone is produced in the first place. Rolling around on their backs in the malleable scrotal flesh draped between the balls is like an erotic hammock. Their body weight versus the size of his balls makes them incapable of hurting him, even if they jumped directly onto a ball. And always plenty of doe to swarm and worship him because... there are no stag. At this point, Dennis has unintentionally converted every male deer in the forest. He is literally the only male. Which... means he is by default the best male, which is what he wanted in the first place. Just... not quite like this. And there is no option to give back, otherwise he would have attempted to do that long ago. He is well aware he has achieved the fabled 'too big' size, but he cannot shrink, only grow. The power he wished for is one-way, he is stuck like this. His wish has once again backfired on him, it just backfired in the opposite direction this time. Well... it feels good anyway- can't deny that. And he is indeed king of the forest. If a predator attempts to hurt one of his herd, he can just step on it and crush it to death. Thus far- none have tried. One look at the giant triangular array of antlers over his head was enough to ward the predators. They know the top edge is sharp- he charges them, those shovel-like antlers will cut their body in half like a giant cleaver. The doe are certainly happy- though they may just be happy because the pheromones are repressing their intellect, essentially turning them all into fuck-happy sluts. He looks far forward with a shallow smirk on his face- three doe riding his cock ahead of him, grinding their udders and pussy onto the hot, tight skin. Another two on either side, nuzzling the sides, playing with the fat veins below the surface- squirming around their touch. And as always- one lucky winner gets to sit on the tip. Pre drooling out from between their bits squelching together from lack of room to fit in her; pouring out uninterrupted like a low-flow garden hose. He looks up at the canopy above, the leaves rustling as they flutter in the wind, though it is merely a gentle breeze below thanks to the trees sheltering them from half of it. The scent of flowers from elsewhere in the woods carried to them. He sighs, gusting hot air from his enlarged moose-like nostrils. This is life now, he guesses. A doe skitters up his scrotum, frantically grabbing at the loose skin with her hooves trying to get up without being able to actually grip anything. Rather than hang out with the three already using his balls like a bouncy-castle, she surprises Dennis by leaping up onto his back!! Kelly lets her legs slide off either side, flopping down on his colossal shoulders to rest her head beside his enormously bushy neck and long 'beard'. "Hey you~" "Hey." "I noticed... you haven't been... talking to Kelly in a bit." "Things have been... weird lately, if you no notice, sorry." "You... okay?" He clenched his groin muscles- lifting five doe up off the ground on his obscene monster shaft. "Does this no look okay?" Kelly let out a musical bleating- a cervine laugh. "Oh, better than okay. Endowed beyond belief, an army of doe, the undisputed king of forest!" She tilted her head to the right, resting the side of her face against his neck fluff. "So then why don't you look happy?" There was a long pause before he groaned a bit in pleasure, his dick bucking this time in reaction- causing a scatter-shot explosion of pre from the end that ejected the doe off him for a moment, before she scrambles back and plugs herself with the dick again. Dennis just sighed after. "I didn't... mean to wipe out other stag." He motioned over the giant audience of doe. "The stag of other herds came- got converted too. We are every deer now, and every deer doe. I too big, barely move. Dennis had to remove threat." He looked down sadly at the forest floor- a few pillars of fluttering light make glowing patches on the ground. A few small pink bushy flowers. Clovers, like those he danced in when he first turned fully deer. "All want was happy, simple deer life. Not... this." Every herd in the entire area- both in the actual forest and also the immediate surrounding area... are now part of this herd. The males came to challenge the ultra-stag only to be drained of their manhood and turned into doe. Then... without any stags to protect their own herd... the rest of the herd just joined Dennis'. So, now it's a colossal herd composed of all the deer, but every single one of them is female. Kelly gripped him with her forelegs and dragged herself up further, burying her face in his shaggy mane. "I am sorry! So sorry." He shook his head, turning so he could at least glance back at her in his peripheral vision. "Bad Kelly not this Kelly." "Both. This Kelly was the bad Kelly... swapped places, just like Dennis was people Dennis, once. If... it makes Dennis feel any better... she not mean to hurt." "Tch. She thought I would have no care, being betrayed?" "No. She no think, that's the problem. People Kelly afraid of heart-hurt, she simply not think of other's feelings, to preserve her own. She make situation where YOU break it off, so she does not have to. Because breaking is hard to do. So... people Kelly not mean to be mean, she just selfish, and a coward. Cannot see from where she stand. Now that I swap places with Kelly who is not broken... I see. People Kelly is bitch." There was a long silence, where only the gusts of air from his heavy breathing could be heard. Kelly slipped over his shoulders to practically drip off him and plop down on his dick, walking a ways forward so they could talk face-to-face. Even standing on his cock elevated over the ground- she still had to look almost straight up to see his face. The light filtering through the canopy above flickered in beams around his giant antlers like a halo. "You no need every doe. You... no want every doe. Dennis has Kelly. This Kelly that is both Kelly, will not betray." He lowered his head, blowing her fur back with a blast of air from his nostrils. "So say the first Kelly. This Kelly try to forever mate?" "No." That answer surprised him. She thrusts forward- pressing the top of her head against his. Though she is so small in comparison; the entire length of her head and muzzle only actually covers half of his muzzle alone. "I not know. Maybe I not satisfied, maybe I do leave. Kelly not promise forever, because that not something Kelly know. Kelly want Dennis now. If Kelly needs to leave for heart to stay full, I promise to tell you. We discuss, like adults, we share the hurt when, or if the time come. I no betray." She bucks her head upward slowly- since she is pressed into his face she also nudges his face upward till their cool noses roll over one another and then their black glossy lips meet and she kisses him. The doe on the end of his dick lets out a surprised bleating as the eruption of cum blasts her forward so hard she falls on her face, then the blast hits her crotch hard enough to tumble her over- then it hits her head rolling her over again. The uninterrupted pillar of hot white goo forces her into six barrel-rolls before tapering off and letting her regain her bearings; now twenty feet ahead of where she started when he climaxed. From the far side of the herd, the doe started to lift their heads and ears in alert. Through the swirling miasma of stag musk, they could smell predator. Dennis could see the sea of doe parting, as Duncan approaches. Finally having returned from his voyage to the gnome. Everyone was surprised to see his manhood restored, by becoming a hybrid wolf! Kelly was about to tell him who Dennis really is- but Dennis silenced her. Dennis unintentionally hurt Duncan and Juniper... Duncan deserves his revenge. Do not stop him. Dennis gets up off his ass, but stumbles a bit. Too heavy... can't move. The doe formerly known as Bernice darted up between them, patting the ground rapidly back and forth with her hooves in excitement. "Ooooh, round 2, round 2! Fiiiiight!!" Duncan growled and bolted at Dennis once all the doe got out of the way. Dennis had several meters of dick dragging on the ground in front of him and anchor-like balls behind him. He hadn't rest his head in a bit so his neck bobbed under the weight of his rack, and his forelegs buckled and gave out! His front legs fold under him, his chin resting on the length of his own monstrous dong. He could not do the same with his back legs- because his balls are already fully resting on the ground. If his back legs didn't hold him up, his balls will, and his ass will remain elevated regardless. Duncan wasted no time in taking advantage of the awkward pose and using the plump pads of his new forepaws he scrambled up the gigantic scrotum and pulled himself up over the giant butt. Duncan can both take and give traits- so now he will fuck Dennis to show dominance, defeat him in front of the army of doe, and strip him of all the stolen traits. He will turn Dennis into a doe!! Because there was so many traits in play- the transfer was obvious immediately. The moment he plunged his dick in, it began. Though his dick flaccid from having just gotten off- pleasure still rung in Dennis' body because all the traits swell his prostate before exiting entirely, into the cock penetrating him. So his prostate swells, mashing against the dick, then when it regresses in size the dick grows mashing against it- either way, they were mashed together. Since Dennis is so huge- Duncan easily fit his whole cock inside- the huge anus helping flip back his sheath and expose his knew knot to the open air, before it too fit inside, easily. One started to shrink quickly- the other started to grow quickly. Duncan was only taking size and masculinity- not the other traits. The antlers start to groan at the base, weakening. Starting to struggle to support their OWN weight, threatening to break off. His cock and balls shrinking at twice the speed of the rest of him, because they are being regressed entirely. Four chubby nubs of flesh, then four little hills on his crotch. Fatter and rounder- pushing against the base of his dick as the rest of him changes. Neither of them realized that, as a consequence of all the aspect trading... if Duncan turns Dennis into a doe... he will gain an equal mass of female traits, as he lost in male traits. Duncan's whole body felt so full, so good. The muscles swell bigger then the bone, then the flesh. It makes his whole body feel like it is tightening, but because it is also growing- it never actually gets tight. Always filling without ever being full. The muscles feel so good, like a good stretch but it doesn't stop, it just keeps going. More and more mass blooming all through him. His antler gained a new tine behind the others, curving forward around them, then another, then another. Each added tine is longer than the other- but also curves around the others, so they all end up stopping at the exact same point, lining the points up in a perfectly even row. Most went to his cock and balls though. Quickly filling Dennis, then a tight fit- then a near-impossible fit. Sooo tight, so hard it almost aches. All the pleasure receptors pulled taut, making it super-sensitive to any movement at all. His knot like a ball of stone! Balls swell fuller, heavier, rounder. The furry scrotum dragging lower from its weight as the giant one below shrinks. Soon Duncan covers Dennis entirely, then his paws can reach the ground AROUND the shrinking stag. His knot get too big to fit- but so big that the muscle ring that holds the anus closed struggles to let it get back out- they are tied, but the cock keeps growing and the stag keeps shrinking- there is no room. Further and further Dennis' ass is stretched open and all you can see is a wall of tight, red phallic flesh riddled with dark purple veins that look black in contrast to the knot. Bigger and bigger, harder and harder. So hard and throbbing its maddening in itself- it needs soft flesh against it to contrast and relieve it. More and more knot bulges out, stretching Dennis' ass wider and wider. Dennis is breathing so heavily he is practically hyperventilating! He can feel the knot on the inside of his pelvis, against the bone on either side! Never mind his butthole- his skeleton isn't even big enough to fit this thing. It is like he has an overinflated beach ball shoved up his ass. More and more bulges out! Duncan's testicles now big enough to brush the ground under him! The moment half the knot was exposed- the rest abruptly burst out of Dennis making him yip in surprise, then shudder as a powerful ache fired up through his whole body from the violent removal. Without either of them moving, more and more shaft was sliding out- even the cock itself no longer fits. Now Dennis is the size of a normal moose. He is no more mobile however. While his genitals shrank... his udders grew in equal measure. Big enough to pin the giant cock to the ground, big enough to smother it. The cock regresses more, the udders press into the ground under her! Then bulge out the sides. With a firm thrust- Dennis is squashed down onto her own udders hard enough that they billow more to the sides and the fat teats flop out from under her, resting along the ground pointing out the sides, already almost the size of a soda can! Soft pink flesh starting to wrap around her back legs! She looks back at herself in distress, and whipping her head to the side causes the already brittle antlers to finally snap off at the base- falling to the ground. Duncan pulled the other half of his dick out on his own. This wouldn't be a satisfying defeat if he could not fuck his opponent into submission in front of all the doe. But luckily he has the ability to shuffle traits around, unlike Dennis. Duncan stood up on his hooves and concentrated. His body is already the size of a large work horse or a small moose- big enough, he doesn't want to grow so large that he risks hurting the doe on accident. Now his genitals shrink a bit and his tail gets still longer and still bushier! He lets out a grunt, then a wolf-like howl as his balls heave powerfully in his scrotum, looking like they are trying to implode into themselves! Tighter, smaller, tighter, bulging out sideways, further, further, pop! With a loud gurgle his balls split like one cell dividing into two! The scrotum tightens and a divot appears across the sides, like the divot that exists by default down the front! Four segments- four testicles! He shrank his balls in size by splitting the mass into four balls instead of two. He bows forward heavily, not really able to balance on two legs well, then staggers back a bit till his back hits a tree that helps him stay upright. Tumulus gurgling from his balls, the front pair squeeze, shrink, then the scrotum around it. Then the second pair swell fatter, tighter, and then *gloop*, they divide. Another segment to the scrotum, another pair of balls. Now he has six testicles at a third of the size each. Because of the divots in the scrotum to help prevent them from tangling around one another internally- it outwardly looks like he has three completely different ball sacks just lying against one another in a stack. He starts breathing heavily- unable to sweat but body temperature skyrocketing. His cock starts burbling streams of pre like a garden hose... but the stream then forks, into two. His penis seems to shrink, compacting down a bit before the urethral procession on the end splits into two. To him it feels like peeling tape gently off the sensitive skin- triggering all the pleasure receptors with its grip as it pulls off. Another clench, a bit smaller- but now the shaft is double-wide on the end. Another clench, a bit smaller, the end splits. Further and further down, his cock splits into two extra-long canine cocks! The last to fork then is the knot- at first it looked like another bulge growing between the two shafts to help them divide, but then a cleft became visible in the middle of the bulge, and it deepened till it too split! The knot finally dividing completely into two was jarring enough to suddenly shift the sheath as well. It changed shape and grew fur to encompass the new skin so quickly it looked like his sheath was a liquid for a moment, rapidly becoming two separate sheaths. Both dicks join into the same prostate; so at some point they DO still connect to one another- they join internally though. Having two separate sheaths means both cocks have a bit of flexibility. Each one can move a bit within the sheath, and the sheath itself is soft enough flesh that it can wobble around a bit, not completely anchored in place. Otherwise if the penis were too close to one another- the knots would grind together and chafe. They both pat his tiny udders when they clench. Duncan is still part doe technically after all- he does still have udders, just... really small. Duncan finally collapses back onto all fours, lowering his head and grinning with his mouth full of fangs. He is making himself almost ravenous with lust with his own modifications- thrusting into the air, not ready yet to re-mount Dennis to take what remains. Dennis could do nothing but watch- her udders were set as firmly into the ground under her as her legs... she is fully immobile. Duncan's knots swell larger while his cocks shrink and compact even more, their mass drawing downward. Double sized double-knots! Then twice as tall... then with a loud, moist *smeck* his dicks violently wobble around and a triangular gap forms in the base of the shaft!! A divot forms across the middle of his knots... his dicks are dividing a second time- this time from the bottom up! The two dicks arch away from one another, stretching the triangular gap longer and longer, further up the shafts. The divot between knot segments deepens in the other direction, till the knots split, and the sheaths also mold themselves around the base of these new cocks as well! Because these new sheaths anchor to the bottom of the previous ones, rather than his actual torso; the lower two cocks have an even greater range of motion than the top two. Fully split- now his dick is a fourth of its previous size... but there is four times as many. Which means he can once again fully penetrate Dennis. Four cocks and six balls, not bad for a 'doe', eh? Duncan runs back up and mounts Dennis- or... sort of. Dennis has shrunken enough that his paws touch the ground on either side of her, rather than grab around her. Two dicks pushed together, shoving into her butt, while the other two flank her still massive cock, frotting with it on either side under them! Good thing her dick is fully flaccid in spite of its remaining size, because her udders have it bent at an angle that would have snapped it in half otherwise. Her shrinking balls (still medicine ball sized) get lifted by her udders bulging out behind her legs. The sides wrap around her legs, hiding her rear hooves entirely in the swelling pink flesh! The front udders push between her underside and the ground and then start to lift her up!! Her back hooves don't even touch the ground! All six balls, all four shafts start to grow more and more and more on Duncan. His balls all pat gently together like a lewd newton's cradle behind him, smothering the formerly giant balls below as they steal the size for themselves. The knots pop out of Dennis' butt again, once again too miss-matched in size! The bottom two cocks now on either side of Dennis' BODY, rubbing back and forth on her sides, over the top curve of her still fattening tits! The air started to clear- the suffocating pheromones cut off at the source. Balls and penis shrink away, finally looking normal for a deer other than size. Then normal in size as well. Then unusually small, laughably tiny, and finally nothing at all just as they invert. Her pelvic floor collapses inward, forming into a new vulva, already bursting with lube built up from the short period after losing his dick but before gaining the proper vulva to let the fluid out. Her udders started to grow so huge, they were lifting Duncan's paws off the ground too!! Bigger and fatter, heavier and rounder, soft and smooth, taut and hot. Soon Dennis's shrinking doe body fit into the front cleft of her own udders, lifting all four legs off the ground, wobbling her around on a waterbed of her own tit flesh. It bulges up from her weight sinking into it- so it even partially wraps around her sides, threatening to swallow her torso into the soft rubbery tissue! Her front hooves just rest on the front of the udders trying to push herself back a bit- attempting to balance herself on the precarious platform. Since Duncan did not steal the other traits of deerkin; her neck is now an enormously bushy plume of shaggy fur that is so much larger than her actual neck that it makes it look oval-shaped. The extremely shaggy fur continues down her chest, tapering off on her midriff. Her fur remains white below- fully white ass, maroon on top with ashen grey mane. Duncan staggers back, pulling out again to get his bearings. His four cocks bounced off one another, swinging around heavily below. His six stacked balls are each the size of a small beach-ball or your average pumpkin in size. The first hang between his legs- you can see just the front most curve in front of his rear legs. Because the second pair rest on these- they are fully behind his rear legs, and the back pair rest on those, suspended on a stack of the lower balls to hang at a diagonal angle. His tail enormously huge, both quite long in length and very, very bushy with white bottom half and diffused brown upper. The knot on his cocks alone are also the size of a pumpkin, each. That is generally true for most canines- whatever the size of their balls combined, will be the size of their knot too. While the knots look to be two segments per cock- it is a singular mass, it is just flat at the top to let the main arteries past, and there is a divot at the bottom to let the urethra pass, so it only bulges on the sides. The sheaths only adhere to the body- not one another, so the left hang free from the ones on the right, and the bottom hang from the upper sheaths so do not connect directly to the body at all. This gives all four cocks pretty good range- they can potentially be aimed out to the sides, without hurting them to bend it that way. It also means the bottom two really wobble around, with even the slightest movement. His udders are only lil A cup hills- but the upper two cocks do flick the teats around when they wobble, creating a bit of self-pleasure. His dicks are unusually long for a canine, making them narrow looking on the shaft. The girth of a fire hydrant toward the ends, about four feet long, and shaped more like a club. Well, he cannot penetrate the doe Dennis with these... not fully anyway. He put his left paw on her butt, pushing her down causing her bed of tits to billow to the sides from the increased weight, and then aimed his cocks. The upper left dick penetrated Dennis' butt, the lower penetrated his new pussy! Only the urethral procession and part of the end actually fit inside. Duncan could feel his own cocks rubbing against one another, though the stretched-thin tissue between her anus and vagina. It was like he was frotting with himself inside of her! The two right cocks rubbed and pat the right side of the gargantuan udders. The energetic doe slammed her right hoof against the ground as Duncan ejaculates. "We has winner!! A landslide comeback from former leader!! You seen it here first folks!" Juniper ran to Duncan, Kelly ran to Dennis. But that is when Juniper told Duncan what they learned just after he ran off to seek out the gnome. They were all friends. Dennis was not trying to take Juniper away from him- he did not realize who she was, or who Duncan was. Just like Dennis did not realize why Duncan had done any of that, and used the gnome's powers to seek revenge. He let Duncan get his revenge- knowing that telling him his identity at that point would have muddied his feelings on it. He let Duncan enjoy his victory first, so they could be square again. But, when Duncan told them what he had gone through- he revealed his ability to save them! Dennis' power was one-way, Duncan's is not. He can give the traits BACK to their original owners! And so Juniper was restored to a beautiful and well-endowed female caribou. Dan returned to being a very stacked moose, and Jen shrank back into a teeny tiny water deer. Got his tusks back too though, so he is once again the forests' more vicious ankle-biter. You would think this would create issues in their relationship, because Jen's endowments are so tiny in comparison to Dan. But... they cannot remove the curse he found. He still turns into a whitetail stag when turned on enough, becoming five times bigger in the process, then reverts to a water deer after ejaculating! That is a fun little souvenir he gets to keep from all this- no one can take that away. He skitters alongside his colossal mate. "So... Duncan can swap genders back around , y'know, like we was before... reality became jank?" She shook her head. "Easier being bottom." Jen rolled his eyes. "Besides- Jen like being top. Dan like when Jen likes things. Both realities are our realities, so, both correct, no need to change." "Hmmm~ know what else is same?" "Hmm?" "We always mates. Reality can fuck itself sideways- but nothing can break us up." Dan smiled, leaning his huge head down and licking him on his- the tongue so giant she pulled all the skin on his face right and pulled his eyelids back from the force of the lick. Juniper and Duncan kept a little spice for their relationship too- because there was no one to give the wolf traits back to, so that was just Duncan's to keep. He lost his multi-equipment, giving the proper gender back to the stags... or, most of them anyway. Some of the stags actually liked being doe better, and so Duncan ended up finding some doe who would rather be strong stags and giving the masculinity to them instead. He was back to one penis, but it is still quite impressive because his deer half reverted to a red stag, restoring his own endowment while still keeping the canine one, layering them on top of one another both in size and shape. Juniper loves being knotted. Juniper skittered around him as he walks among the herd. "Heehee~ you came back and fought for mee." He huffed, smirking with his sharp teeth. "You knew I would, babe. Didn't want to leave at all, but, I knew I could not take back without power." "Juniper still take even if doe." "Oh yea? Well, I wouldn't want you to have to settle." As for Dennis? Well, his form was a bit more complicated. He had an obscenely gargantuan female endowment, and simply giving him his due manhood back wouldn't undo all THAT. Sooo... now there is at least twenty doe in the herd with HUGE jiggling tits. Of course- this includes Kelly. Kelly was a hermaphrodite, but had no desire to take the masculinity back, so she retains a huge eight-segment udder and twin vulva. So, who got the extra manhood? Dennis, obviously. Kelly has two holes to fill so- using his multiplication trick, Duncan gave Dennis a second cock- the sheath of which hangs from the original. Only two balls, but quite large. Dennis also ended up very large overall, so... he is still very much considered the king of the herd. The megaloceros traits couldn't be given back, because the original host turned into a human and left the forest, so Dennis just kept that. The hybrid stag-ram? Keeps that. Dennis is about the size of a bull moose, with the gargantuan crown of the ancient Megaloceros, and a unique maroon colored pelt. He chases Kelly into a clearing- almost blindingly bright outside of the shade of the trees. White clouds paint pictures across the vibrant blue canvas of the afternoon sky. The air warm, the light hot, the shade cool. Bees and butterflies flitter about, drinking of the flowers' sweetness. Kelly slows just to shake her rump- flexing her moist twin vulva, the abrupt change in movement also causing her multitude of tits to jostle around under her. Dennis' twin spires starting to peek out of the sheaths. He catches her by surprise, before she can dart away again he uses his colossal shovel-like antlers to scoop her legs out from under her! She lets out a chirp-like sound in surprise. He lifts her high into the air and then tilts his head back- dropping her onto his back! He collapses with her on top of him, huffing from the impact! They both bleat in cervine laughter; Kelly rolling to the side and Dennis rolling the other way, so their backs face away from one another. Looking into one another's eyes they align all four hooves, pressing them together. The right side of his face and the left side of hers- resting in the cool clover leaves of the meadow. Purple, pink, and white bushy clover flowers dotted here and there. A broken cell phone unnoticed- half buried in the soil below the clover leaves now. A pants button hidden among the clovers as well, left from after rodents had found and chewed up a set of discarded human clothing. Kelly flicked her ears back and lowered her head, looking a bit bashful. "Maybe not forever." "But all I need right now." This is the clover patch, where Dennis first turned into a deer, thinking he had finally turned his life around. Gotten rid of the human noise, run from his problems, only to find a new set. But no one is out to get him. No betrayals on the horizon. No threat to what he has, and just a simple, carefree existence in the tranquil forest awaiting him. He and his herd, finally, a dream made reality. At last, the happily ever after. The doe huffed, walking up to Dennis, nudging him with her cool nose. "Amanda is leaving herd. Too boring here now. Lame. Want to find more adventure! More magic stag things fighting, Amanda liked that part!" He just sighed. "If you want to leave, sure. Good look out there- we won't keep you." "You won't keeeeep...?" He lowered his brows. "I am not calling you Amanda." "Why nooooot? This doe is Amanda, stand out from other doe, you can tell!" "Because it's not actually your name!" "MRRRR" She stomped her hoof, puffed up her cheeks and stormed off. Fine! She is off to find more interesting herds. This one was really cool for a while but then things became too normal. After getting that thrill of adventure? Nah, she can't go back to just chewing grass in a forest. She wants to chew grass on the side of an erupting volcano!! Fuck yea! The doe formerly known as Amanda wandered quite far- finally getting to the edge of the forest. No idea what was beyond this. The deer do not wander out of the shade of trees if they can help it, and the forest provided plenty, so they never had a reason to risk it. She freezes in surprise though- sensing another. Raising her head and ears, she looks stunned at a handsome human man. There is a huge work horse nearby, just outside of the tree line with a large containment trailer behind it, for storing another beast, but was currently empty. Why trying to capture beasts? Oooh, is he some sort of mad scientist?? Making some sort of cool genetic abomination? Another monster terrorizing people that needs to be thwarted by the power of wishes?! The doe curiously approaches Joseph, who just waits for her once he sees her approaching. He offers a hand for her to smell, and she licks it, tickling him. "Aww, well aren't you just a sweetheart." He glanced at the nearby containment carriage. "You know, I am out here collecting genetic samples for an experiment of mine... if you want, you could help me even more than simply a gene sample." He walked backward toward the carriage slowly, keeping his eyes on her, and sure enough she followed him. "Haha, well that is grand, indeed. Who knew it would be as easy as asking! Hmm, you need a name though, don't you dear?" He motioned to the horse. "This big fella is Dusk. I think I will name you... how about Dorothy?" She danced on her four hooves in place, letting out a shrill bleat in glee. "Deerothy!! Doe is Deerothy! Yeeyeeyeeyeeyee!" "Ahaha, I think she likes it."