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"Again," Pan said wickedly. Actaeon and the buck had been mating all night and Actaeon was beginning to grow weary. But every time the buck was able to rest, Pan went to work on Actaeon, readying him for the next session. And yet again, Actaeon was ready.

He shuddered with anticipation, his large cock bobbing about in front of him and his hard hooves clicking on the stones beneath them as he turned to present himself to the buck. The buck snorted and licked at Actaeon's entrance, then without hesitation mounted Actaeon. The buck grunted when he felt a warm entrance resist the monster raging between his legs, made a nickering sound, and then thrust as hard as he could. The buck snorted, then began to thrust, enjoying the sensation of his cock sliding effortlessly in and out of Actaeon's wet, tight hole, his thrusts driving him deeper and deeper into Actaeon's ass. The buck had managed to push his entire cock in and now slammed his hips against Actaeon's rear, making Actaeon shake from the force of his thrusts, and nicker softly in pleasure. Actaeon's body rocked with every surge from the buck's hot prick and he had never felt hornier in his entire life. He was being mounted by a buck, they were mating: two stags; he could feel the buck's prick strain within him, preparing to release his seed to impregnate his stag, claiming him as his own. The pressure radiated out from his cervine body and sent shivers all the way up his torso to his head, making him whinny softly. He could feel the buck's enormous, cum-filled balls press into his asshole, the buck's heavy balls slapping into his own. Actaeon began to thrust himself back against the buck, encouraging him as he sank deeper and deeper inside his ass as the buck pummeled him with his massive member. The pressure built in Actaeon's ass as the buck unloaded inside him, filling up his passage before overflowing into his stomach. He cried out as he felt him ramming his shaft all the way down his tunnel, and he gasped as the buck's thrusting motions became longer and fuller, as the buck slid his penis almost completely out before plunging it all the way in again, causing Actaeon to neigh in lust and pleasure. "Oh, oh ahh, ahh, ahhh, Yes, YES!!!" The buck's cock jumped and spasmed as more hot cum than Actaeon ever though was possible continued to flow. The buck leaned into Actaeon's backside, exhausted as his orgasm finally slacked off and came to an end and he panted and heaved for breath. Actaeon felt the buck slowly extracted the great tool from his ass before collapsing on the all fours again.?

"Very good," Pan said, noticing how swollen the stag's belly was from the gallons of the buck's cum as he started rubbing Actaeon's flank as he approached the mated couple. The buck was finally exhausted and was even too tired to have Actaeon clean him. Pan continued to stroke Actaeon, his hand petting Actaeon's back before slowly migrating down beneath Actaeon's belly. His member, still hard from his buck's pleasuring, quivered in anticipation and Pan quickly wrapped his hand around it. "Very good indeed."

A low moan emitted from Actaeon's throat as he arched his neck and closed his eyes in pleasure. Soft, panting sounds started to come from his lips; his hips began to match Pan's hard strokes and his tail thrashed in pleasure. He shivered once more, feeling Pan take long, firm strokes, each time his hand moved up, trickles of pre coated his shaft layering it in slickness. Actaeon closed his eyes, his head leaning back as he moaned with the pleasure of Pan caressing his dick. His hips slowly started thrusting into each stroke, his furry balls starting to swell and churn with their juice. He was just starting to really get into the sensation when he felt something new... a tongue. He looked down suddenly to see Pan leaning over and licking at the head of his cock. The touch of his hot wet tongue swirling around his swollen glans was almost too much for Actaeon to take. Then Pan went and sucked his cock into his mouth, swallowing inch after inch into his throat. Actaeon began to squirm, moaning, his foot stamping into the ground with pleasure. Pan rimmed his finger around Actaeon's pucker, then pushed it inside. That was all he needed to lose control. His body tensed and he cried out as his orgasm hit, hot cum shooting out of his shaft, the waves upon waves of pleasure emanating from his cock, his sticky seed bursting into Pan's mouth and running down his chin.

"Excellent," Pan said, slowly getting to his feet, licking up the spilt seed. He gently held and cradled Actaeon's head, and stroked and petted his flanks while the buck circled around them, watching, but apparently uninterested. "You seem to be developing nicely"

Actaeon, who stood wearily, enjoying Pan's attentions, nickered in surprise. "Developing?" he repeated, speaking in the strange deer language that Pan could understand.

"Oh, yes, my boy," Pan said warmly. His hand dipped under Actaeon's chest and for a moment the stag thought that the satyr was going to stroke his limp organ to life again, until he realized that Pan was grasping his nipples, and gently tweaked them, causing the stag to jump. "Mmm yes," Pan breathed, moving his hand back to tweak the additional sets of them. "If you're going to carry a fawn, you'll need to have these"

"A fawn?" Actaeon was suddenly alarmed. "But - but I'm -"

"A stag? A male?" Pan laughed softly. "You certainly have been behaving like nothing short of a doe lately. And did not Artemis say you owed her a fawn? You took the life of that buck's mate and her fawn, and so you must replace both. Do not worry, young stag, the fawn will be birthed and grow far swifter than any normal deer you might find in the forest, and your children will always be sacred to Artemis."

"Children?" he repeated. He felt Pan begin to caress his cock again, drawing it out, but he had nothing left to give.

"Yes, yes," Pan murmured, "I except you'll be birthing in a few hours. I made sure to use magic on your mate to ensure your pregnancy and that it progresses at an unnatural rate so you can give birth quickly."

"What?" Actaeon said, horrified. "Why?"

Pan frowned. "Would you rather wait a few months to carry the fawn or would you rather get it over with in a day and be done with it now?"

"I don't want to give birth! I can't! I -"

"Do not worry about such things now," Pan said soothingly. "You don't have much of a choice in the matter anyways. And I asked Artemis to allow you remain a male for a specific reason."

Actaeon considered this. The satyr was correct: he didn't have much of a choice at all. Plus, the satyr's seductive voice was beginning to numb his mind again into a sexual overdrive. The stag sighed, "What reason?"

"More children." Pan gripped Actaeon's cock and pulled until its entire length dangled from its sheath. "You see, there are ways to make more children than just using you. My sperm has a special property to it, and it will allow whomever ejaculates it to impregnate anyone it enters, woman or man. And nothing would please Artemis more than to have an entire herd of your children, and nothing pleases me more than to watch it happen. And so, you must mount your mate in return and make him with child with my cum."

"Your - your cum?" Actaeon asked, shuddering, "but - how?"

"Oh, I think you'll like it," Pan grinned, "but first I had to empty your balls of all their contents so I can fill it with mine. You'll see. It might hurt a bit, but it will be wonderful, I promise."

Actaeon shuddered but was helpless to protest whatever Pan was doing to him. "What - what are you going to do?"

"Lay down on your side," Pan ordered in a harsher tone than he had ever used before. When Actaeon hesitated, his ears flickering madly, Pan sighed. "This will go a whole lot faster if you follow my commands without all your unnecessary questions. Understand?"

Actaeon nickered, hating how submissive he had suddenly become. He was always the dominant one, in the bedroom or elsewhere, but being transformed into a stag and forced to become little more than a sex slave for a horny buck and a mischievous satyr had weakened his self-resolve. He obeyed now partially from lust, partially from the desire to end the ordeal. Slowly, he lowered his bulk to the ground and rolled onto his side, feeling ridiculous in the awkward position as his left legs dangled listlessly in the air.

"Oh, yes," breathed Pan gazing at Actaeon's bulging sheath. "Beautiful. Absolutely magnificent." Squatting down, Pan reached out and wrapped his hand around the stag's flaccid deermeat and jerked it a few times, causing the stag to moan. His penis was unbelievably sensitive, thanks to his nightlong marathon of sex with the buck and Pan. The soft meat made wet, squelching noises in Pan's hand as he ran his fist along the cum-coated shaft and the stag grunted in a mix of pleasure and pain.

"Good boy," Pan said, patting Actaeon's head tenderly. "Good boy." He stood up, giving Actaeon a clear view of his jutting cock. It was truly massive, thick and long and rampant, protruding upwards from his furry sheath and ending in a point that was streaming precum from its piss-hole. He licked his lips as he gripped his length, stroking it slowly as he hungrily looked over Actaeon's body.

His chest heaving in arousal, Pan knelt beside Actaeon and lifted the stag's long but limp cock to his so that their tips kissed. Sighing with pleasure, Pan rubbed his wet tip over Actaeon's, causing the stag to nicker quietly at the sensation.

Still breathing heavily, Pan touched his tip firmly to Actaeon's. "This - might hurt -" he whispered. He paused, then with a grunt began to push forward.

"Ohhh!!" Actaeon cried, feeling his penis being stretched open by Pan's monstrously thick cock. "OH! What are you - nnnnuuuurrrghhhhhh!!!!!"

"Oh - oh yes. Oh yes!!" Pan gasped, the first inch of his shaft inside Actaeon. "Yes! Oh, so tight!!" He pushed harder, exerting tremendous effort in order to drive himself deeper into the stag.

Actaeon moaned as he felt his already massive penis being penetrated by an even larger one. The pain of it was almost unbearable and was far worse than when the buck had taken his anal virginity, but now the horny satyr was taking his penile virginity - a feat, he knew, was only possible because Pan was a magical being. He gasped, grinding his teeth together in pain, tossing his head so that his antlers made grooves in the ground and kicking his legs out in agony.

Pan only grunted in response and grabbed the stag's legs to stop his spasms and to provide himself with more leverage. Gripping the stag's rear legs he forced himself deeper and deeper. 'Oh yes!" he shrieked. "Oh yes! Good boy! My good, tight boy, oh! It feels - so good. Ahhhh!"

Actaeon closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to stop or at least ebb away. He bleated softly in pain, whimpering at the huge intrusion, but was helpless to stop it.

Pan had finally hilted himself in Actaeon and was resting briefly from all the effort it took to enter him. He patted Actaeon's side reassuringly and murmured, "The worse part is over. Just try to enjoy it now-" With a grunt he began to withdraw, causing Actaeon to shudder and moan at the sensation, and when he was halfway out, Pan began to push back in again, stretching the deer cock once more as it entered again. Then, once hilted again, he began to pull out once more and repeated. He did it again and again until he developed a smooth rhythm of thrusting into the stag, his precum lubricating his movements.

As Pan began moving faster, Actaeon suddenly felt a twinge of pleasure and the blinding pain began to fade as the pleasure mounted in his groins. He nickered at this, feeling the hot shaft of Pan penetrate his own penis and finding a great feeling from it building in him. The stag started breathing heavily, the familiar feeling of an approaching orgasm dawning on him and suddenly, he felt himself cum, though it was a dry orgasm, as Pan had emptied his balls long ago.

At the sensation of Actaeon climaxing around his own shaft, Pan finally couldn't take any more of the feeling and threw his head back adn cried out in the throw of orgasm. "Ohh - ohhh - ooohhhhhhh - I'm cumming!!!!!!!!!!" he moaned. With a final thrust, he came. Hilting himself in Actaeon's spasming cock, his penis exploded, ejaculating loads of hot, potent cum down Actaeon's own shaft and into his balls.

The stag bleated loudly at the feeling of feeling of Pan's cum exploding down his cock and ballooning his balls outwards, stretching the empty sacks out until they became weighted and laden with the satyr's sperm.

Pan sighed and collapsed on the stag's side, stroking him gently. "You did well, Actaeon," he said, smiling at the panting stag.

Actaeon was too exhausted to even speak, content to give a soft bleat of thanks before resting on the ground again. As he did before, the satyr's hands migrated from the stag's side to his underbelly and he gently tweaked the stag's nipples. Actaeon only nickered at this, his entire body numbed from the overload of sensations he had been given throughout the day.

"Very well indeed," Pan murmured, still stroking the stag's flanks as Actaeon finally fell asleep.

*** hours later***

Actaeon awoke to feeling tired and bloated. He stirred, lifting his head up and looking around the clearing. It was dark now and the glade was empty with no sign of Pan, the buck, or anyone else. With a sigh, Actaeon attempted to stand, but collapsed back onto the ground, suddenly feeling much heavier than he was before. His belly ached and felt laden with liquid and weight. Trembling, he tried again, and on the third time he managed to lunge to his feet.

He was definitely heavier. He could feel his belly swaying beneath him, swollen with cum and - he realized with a shock - a fawn. Pan had told him that he was going to be giving birth tonight. Actaeon whickered fearfully. He was in pain, his nipples ached, and he was a male about to give birth completely alone.

A wave of pain rolled through him and he bleated mournfully as water streamed down his rear. He was going into labor. He stamped his foot, feeling his anus beginning to stretch as his teats swinging beneath him. It felt like his mate was upon him again, stretching his ass out and causing a confusion mixture of pleasure and pain. A great pressure began to exert itself upon his tailhole and he instictively pushed out. He panted, feeling the fawn moving down his anal passage. There was some pain from the stretching but Pan's magic must have taken a great deal of the torture away from it. Actaeon moaned, thrusting his rear out, desperately trying to purge the fawn from his ass, feeling it travel from deep within his bowels to out into the open. He strained, feeling the tiny bundle begin to push itself out of his gaping hole, and with a loud snort, he felt it fall free.

Surprised, he turned around to find a little fawn folded upon the ground at his feet, slowly blinking its large eyes at him. He stared at the fawn as it slowly rose on its wobbly legs and bleated loudly, seeking milk. Actaeon whickered softly, encouraging it on, and watched it until the little being stumbled underneath him and bumped its snout against Actaeon's teats. He moaned, feeling release from the aching pain under him, as the fawn suckled on him, relieving him of the pressure on his nipples and felt a strange feeling of contentment in him.

The next morning, Actaeon awoke to a sucking sensation on his teats. Opening his eyes blearily, he found a large fawn suckling eagerly at his nipples, seeking milk. He blinked in surprise, as the fawn was at least twice as big as it was last night, until he realized that once again Pan's magic must have played a role in the fawn's development.

"Good morning, Actaeon," a voice said.

Actaeon looked up to find Pan watching him with a smile. "Artemis is very pleased. Very pleased indeed. You've given birth to a beautiful baby deer. Luck prevailing, he'll grow up to be as handsome as you."

Actaeon looked down at the fawn, then back at Pan, feeling a stirring in his loins once more. "When will he be full grown?"

Pan shrugged. "A few more hours, I assume. But you needn't worry. Your mate has returned," he gestured to the edge of the clearing, where sure enough, the buck was grazing contently. "And Artemis would love a herd. That is your second task. I have already given you the means to produce an offspring with him. With my sperm combined with your's, he will easily become pregnant."

Actaeon nickered and slowly rose to his feet, ignoring the bleats of protest from his fawn. Yes, he was horny again. And it was time he became the dominant one again.