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So You've Been Transmogrified: Three Bucks, two does, and a Cabin Part Two

The Muse listened for the sounds coming from the other room. She liked what she heard. She was laying in bed on top of her man. He slept silently but the Muse could feel his thoughts, see his wants and needs. This one was simple she saw, not that that mattered. He liked girls, busty girls, flat girls, thic, thin, hmm, not a connoisseur of one type but a lover of the feminine form. She liked such men, they were easy to please, and easy to manipulate. She had spent her time preparing him. Steering his dreams down a path towards her. What to make of him through. She figured that Doe being a whitetail deer would have made her man into one as well. The Muse had the form of a whitetail as well, but that was more for convenience sake than taste. She did not want to succumb to laziness or convince, variety was the spice of life after all.

Looking at the man she looked over his features trying to find a good fit that would blend well with his human traits. Hmm, Asian she saw, hmm, a sika would work well for him. That would also fit the theme she had going for tonight. Plus she had once called a place in Asia home, in another time and place, there was a panging bit of nostalgia for a past self that was long since dust in the wind. She smiled at the memory and put it aside for later, such things were welcome but not while she was working.

She saw his eye open blinking a few times before full adjusting to the darkened room. Both then focused in on her, show time she thought.

"What the fu" Andrew was cut off by the Muse when she placed a finger to his lips.

"Hi, you have a nice their dream Andrew?" she asked the man.

"What?" Andrew replied still half asleep.

"I only asked cause it looks like you were having a pretty nice thought," she said grabbing the mans hard cock, "about me maybe." she asked looking at him.

"Um, I, what" Andrew was almost sure he was still dreaming. That worked for the Muse, at least for now. She let go of his cock and raised a hand palming his cheek.

"Still think this is a dream?" she asked.

"Yeah." Andrew said his eyes looking into hers.

"Ok then, how about we get a little freaky then" she asked the man who was slowly waking up.

"How so?" Andrew asked.

"Well how about I turn you into my dream man, I let you fuck me in every direction and way your dirty little mind can come up with." she said pushing off him and sitting up on the man.

"Um." Andrew was unsure, more awake now he saw that this lady was not exactly human.

"Andrew, is my fur bothering you, or is it the muzzle, either way let me just reassure you, my pussy is still warm, and very excited to meet you" she said leaning back into whisper the last part into his ear.

"Ok, um, so um..." Andrew was cut off again by her finger on his lips.

"Not so fast buck, first I said I needed to turn you into my ideal man, but I can't just do that without asking you first now can I" she said rubbing his chest.

"And what does that mean?" Andrew asked feeling a lustful smile creep across his face, there was no way this was real. He had had lucid dreams before, yeah this one was weird but after all the stuff he had seen in the news, well hey the mind was a strange place. Might as well lean into whatever deranged fantasy this was leading into.

"Well take a look at me and think about it. I can't just let some human take me, I need a buck, a big, strong, sexy buck. Your not bad, but I think you'd look much better with some antlers and a bit of fur on top of all these muscles" she said rubbing his body all around.

"Well if you insist uh, I didn't get your name" Andrew said wondering where this was going to go.

"I didn't tell you, maybe later" she said, "now let's get you started, first I'm gonna need something pretty to look at" she said eyeing up his face.

She ran a hand through his thick light brown hair, she liked that. But the rest, well there was always room for improvement. She took both her hands and began massaging the top of his neck. She saw Andrew had closed his eyes, not going back to sleep just trying to enjoy the ride. Good, she liked that she and her sisters had a calming effect on people.

She saw the first changes begin, his ears began to stretch and elongate and move up the side of his head. An even lighter shade of brown fur growing along them as they did so. More fur of the same color descended from his hairline slowly. This next part was one she liked to savor, the face was always the best part to her, she normally saved it for last, or for a climax, but she had waited so long that she simply couldn't wait.

The man skull seemed to fracture and break apart under the skin and growing fur. His brow pushed out as did his nose. His whole face seemed to grow outward. Bones cracking as it happened. The Muse felt the tension in Andrew and just kept on massaging his growing worries away, they would pass soon enough. The fur spread a bit more rapidly now covering the still reforming face of the man. He winced with a bit of discomfort at the changes but soon his face eased as the Muse worked him over. His nose seemed to blunt itself and turned a dark color almost black. Two circles of white fur formed around his eyes. The tip of his new muzzle now complete was quickly overtaken by white and brown fur on the bottom and top respectively.

The Muse saw the tips of white break through his fur and quickly grow like some kind of plant into a few different points. A pair of antlers, she looked at the mans face with a lustful desire. He would be a good warm up.

"Well I have to say you are coming along very nicely buck. In fact now that I have a pretty face to look at, how about I get up on top of you and ride you for all your worth" she said leaning in closer and closer as she spoke.

Andrew simply nodded, "Good buck." she said as she leaned in and kissed him. It deepened at that the twos tongues drifted and swirled around with the other, low moans coming from both of them. The Muse felt her hands working themselves up and down his body. As were his. She did not see it but she did not need to. The fur was spreading down his neck. She decided to let the mortal have a bit of fun with her, she was having a good time, why shouldn't he. Besides it had been awhile since she had let her passion run lose on a mortals form.

She felt her mind conjuring up images for the man to become, buff, furred, sexy. Her ideal buck to come and calm a whimpering doe. Big strong sexy shoulders, attaching arms as thick as tree branches with swelling muscles rippling just below the skin to the barrel chest of a young and virile buck. And all covered in a luscious coat of brown fur. All her mind's conjuring were translated into reality.

Andrews body swelled with muscles. Fur began sprouting up everywhere. His fingers grew thick caps as the fur spread down both his arms. His chest ballooned outward. He and the Muse kept on kissing taking in the other. She liked it, the way he had taken her mind off the subject. She had been looking at the process from afar for to long, through dreams and other less direct means, now her in flesh and blood and mind and spirit she felt the rush. The hormones, the emotions raw and unfiltered through a dimensional shiv. The touch of this one to her body brought forth numerous feeling of past encounters, past lovers, past lives.

She new the changes were approaching his hips, she could not leave her buck without the best equipment to use on her. She broke off the kiss and looked longingly into his eyes.

'I'll be right back buck, I need to see to something myself" she said sliding herself down his belly. Her and her sisters had taken a clinical look on the process for so long, they had to. Not a drop of there pool of dwindling magic could be wasted, such things had led to a certain detachment that they had grown used to. Now however, there was an abundance of energy just waiting to be tapped into, the long since repressed desires of the masses coming to fruition, in public, or private. And here her and his sister were cups in hand ready to drink from the river of energy they were producing.

There it is she thought sliding her body over and past it. The throbbing and hard dick of her dreams. Still much to small for her tastes. It needed length, girth, and her touch to make it truly great. She wanted it, pictured its growing length, the flesh responding to her wishes. His length grew and expanded, it bulked up, increasing in diameter only a bit. Length wise it stopped at around 18 inches. Much better she thought. She leaned into the peace of meat and gazed at it, wanting it inside her badly. Such need, she thought, it had been so long since she had felt this want, to worship the form of another. All hormonal of course but even she was not immune to such feelings, such passion and lust was were her artful nature sprang from after all.

She resided herself to it and decided that she would worship this buck, for now at least just to get it out of her system. She looked up and saw he was watching her, she smiled back at him. Using one of her hands to cup his balls now growing and stewing seed inside for her. She licked his dick, once feeling it's musky taste and scent. She savored the smells and taste for a moment before going to town, testing the dick like it was her own popsicle. Licking and sucking it up and along its base and shaft and tip. She heard the moans from her buck liking every second of it. She felt the building trembling inside him. She was bringing him close, not to close. Finally with one last lick from base to tip she enveloped him with her mouth taking his 18 inches within her mouth and sucking for all she was worth.

Andrew gripped the bed sheet praising his mind for giving him such a wonderful dream, he clutched the bed harder feeling the building orgasm coming closer and closer to him. The Muse felt it inside him, his seed boiling waiting for it call to escape. She new she had little time before she pushed him over the edge, well the night was young. What was one orgasm against the many more that would follow. He glanced to the side and saw his legs were now reforming.

More thick muscle to support his already huge frame. Ah yes she thought, legs strong and sturdy like tree trunks, thick and meaty thighs, like, like, like who she thought. No matter she put the thought out of her head. And focused on him again sucking and sucking trying hard to get at the seed. The changes began in earnest once they rounded his knee the joint shifting slightly as more muscle surged up from under the spreading fur. Then as the changes rounded his ankle his foot began to lengthen, the toes melding into one block of flesh before hardening and reforming into a hoof, the process repeated it self in tandem on the other foot as well. The ankle finished its reformation higher off now as Andrews transformation was now complete.

The Muse saw it now, she had let some old memories leak into her mind, lost in the process of changing another she had project something onto the man. No matter he was done now, and that was that. Now to seal the deal. She changed her sucking ever so slightly as to not even be noticed by Andrew, the result however was instant and spectacular. A simple muscle contraction sent the whole of his body into an instant jerk as his balls dumped his load of seed down The Muses throat. The Muse savored the seed passing through her mouth, it reminded her of something far and distant, the body of this buck did as well.

Andrew felt his seed passing into the does mouth his body tensing and then felt the relaxing bliss wash over him as the sudden and violent rush of orgasm passed. He still felt his dick leaking little globs of cum but saw the doe climbing back up his body. She came to rest just an inch from his muzzle. There was a confident look on her face, one of satisfaction. She leaned forward a bit and kissed him once on the lips. Then licked her own before speaking.

"You tasted divine buck." she said looking away and rubbing one of his newly muscled arms. "So big and strong like a proper buck should be."

"This is a crazy fucking dream." he observed out loud. The Muse almost laughed, he still thought this was a dream after everything. She turned back to face him.

"Yeah it sure was, now how about you wake up." she said coming closer to him now, only fractions of an inch separating the tips of their muzzles.

"How?" Andrew asked.

"Close your eyes." The Muse told him. This was gonna be good, she thought. Andrew did so and waited a few seconds. He felt, nothing. He opened them again and saw the same beautiful doe laying on his chest, smirking at him.

"Figure it out yet buck." she said to him playfully.

Andrews eyes shot open at the realization that this was, real.

"Your, really, real" he asked.

"Sure am Buck, did you have fun." she asked playfully.

Andrew looked over his body, he was a buck, buffer, taller and stronger, than his human body ever was.

"This is something else" he observed to himself.

"Yup" she ran a finger down his chest as she spoke, "100% USDA grade A venison. Your friend turned out pretty good to, I think, based on the sounds from down the hall at least"

"Clarence, he's a Buck to? what about Barry?" he asked.

"Well if your interested in helping me out, I think I can have a nice surprise waiting for him when he gets back. Plus I'll give you a nice reward after big guy" she told him rubbing his pecs.

"But until then if you remember I did promise you I was going to ride you for all you were worth." The Muse told him. No more words were needed, for the next half an hour two does rode two bucks in two rooms. Then from down the way a pair of headlights crested a hill and a car came into view.