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Sinking slowly below the horizon, the setting sun soaked the world in honeyed light. Thick and tall, but young, trees thrust up from the earth, spreading its darkening fingers into the fading colours filling the sky. Some of the brighter celestial bodies pierced through this final dazzling display. Shadows stretched like lazy black cats, motionlessly digging its claws into everything they could reach. Autumn's discards fluttered around: red, orange, and especially brown leaves danced in the evening breeze. Across from the growing darkness of the forest, the lake's inky surface rippled.

A pair of durable flashlights fired out two wide beams, swinging haphazardly from side to side. Both were held in the outer hand of a pair of strolling young men, who held each other's inner hand, fingers interlocked, as they walked through the last of the daylight. Completely nude, their skins dimpled from the cold. Despite wondering what it would feel like to transform into one of the many other forms they'd learned they could become, both decided to stick with what they knew; there would be other trips to spice things up. Even so, Scott shivered a little and wondered if - maybe - picking a cursed landmark a_little_ closer to the campfire wouldn't have been such a bad idea.

"How much longer until we get to those deer pens?" he asked. This time, they had no map: with some very vivid memories about their previous visit, they didn't think they would need one. As they walked, however, he grew worried he wouldn't remember the exact tree stump.Strange, huh. Think I'd remember something like that. Of course, then he'd known nothing of curses or transforming. He just wanted to get into Liam's trousers. So, he followed the map, and sat down to figure out what was going on. That's when it started. Feeling hot. Sweaty. Horny. Stripping. Getting more turned on. Couldn't stop touching myself. Heh. Like that's strange!

"Not far. I_think_ it's over there," Charlie answered, aiming his flashlight over into the woods.

Scott squinted, but couldn't see much.Wouldn't know if I did see it. Taking another step made his dick swing again. Not too fussed if we don't find it. Still plenty of ways to have fun out here in the woods, even if it's human fun. If that was going to happen, he hoped it would be settled soon. It was cold, and excitement had kept him hard, but the chill was doing its best to sap that from him too. Still, I wanna see him change. God, he was so big last time...

Even as a human, Charlie wasn't exactly small, in height, muscles, or cock; just average. Stag Charlie was big_and_ hung, which was more Scott's type. Not my fault I like them big. Last time, he'd bee-lined for Miles once they'd met once he'd transformed. The muscular older guy had him going even before becoming a badger, and during he only seemed to get hotter.

This time though, Charlie was definitely Scott's first choice. After their first visit, Charlie had been the only one he had to talk about it: Miles wasn't a student, and Liam was both already very used to it, and was a massive horndog - something Scott could understand - and his man-whoring kept him busy. Charlie and him had spend a lot of time talking about the curse, and having more, human sex. Then they had started hanging out: watching movies, playing games, or just whatever.Liking those parts too had surprised Scott a lot. Didn't think I'd be a "boyfriend" guy, but...

Shining his torch at the ground, Scott remembered where the more jagged rocks and spiky twigs were located in front of him. Charlie had been right: up ahead was the half-rotten building that still looked pretty impressive.Lots of tall fences. Guess deer can jump pretty high, can't they? Wonder how high Charlie can jump... Now that they were here, the thrill of transforming and getting to watch Charlie transform returned. Licking his lips, he fought back the urge to tackle Charlie and start sucking his dick. He loved feeling cocks getting hard in his mouth. He loved playing over them with his lips and tongue. Gotta wait just a bit longer. Then he can grind against my hole under my big bushy new tail.

"I'll go in and, er, get changed." Scott caught a gleam of Charlie's grin in the periphery of his flashlight. Ugh! How long did you spend thinking that one up? Semi-reluctantly, Scott let go, and Charlie bounded over to the deer pens. Scott watched his buttocks bouncing as he climbed onto a slanted platform that was walled off on the other sides. He kept thinking about it as Charlie was swallowed up by the shadows. Wish I could've brought the camera. Liam hadn't allowed it - he didn't want it becoming a thing - so his phone was back in his sleeping bag.

Scott waited. Turning around, he looked out at the darkness, wondering if anyone was out there, watching him.Naked. Erect. Alone. Vulnerable. Liam, maybe? He would, the fucking pervert. Or Miles, coming out to take another leak. His hand went to his cock, barely touching it before letting it go like a hot coal. Imagining eyes - men's eyes - staring at his slender pale body always made his surprisingly big endowment bigger, and left him aching for a cock in his mouth or ass.

Being_seen_ was what got Scott into amateur pornography. Streaming and recording himself getting fucked, or playing with himself, was a natural fit. He was also appealing enough to earn a nice bit of cash from playing up to his fetish. What made him really happy was that Charlie was cool with all of it: sleeping with other guys - which made sense, considering how they met - as long as he kept himself safe. Charlie was the only one he barebacked for now. He even accepted appearing in some of Scott's stuff. At first, he'd been very reluctant; Scott had persuaded Charlie by making some private recordings, and bought Charlie a sexy mask to wear. "No streams, just in case, okay? Don't want this fucking over my chances at getting a real job."

A real job. That had bummed Scott out. A real boyfriend too. When Liam invited them out again, he'd jumped at the chance. Camera or no camera, he just wanted to get furry and take that long deer dick; the curse was an exciting consolation. It's so easy to forget all that real world bullshit when you're out here, not even totally human. He felt the twinge of his thick phantom tail behind him. Wish I could be like that more often. Not all the time. More than once a month would be great.

"How do I look?" Hearing Charlie's voice lifted Scott's mood immediately; he landed on the ground with a thump.

Aiming his flashlight, Scott gave Charlie's body an inspection. Since he had gone in, Charlie had already started to break out in brown and cream fuzz all over. Only a light dusting so far, but it stood out against his black skin. His lovely penis was swelling too: that could just be arousal, or the curse upping his libido, or part of the transformation. Scott didn't know, or care; he just wanted it in his body, especially after a day of abstinence. Squinting and raising his flashlight a little, he tried to spot any more transformations.

Charlie, however, didn't appreciate the light being flashed into his eyes. "Hey! Stop trying to blind me!"

"Sorry, I just wanted to get one last look at your handsome face tonight." Scott grinned.What'd it be like for him to fuck me while he's transforming? An image of Charlie's dick growing and changing inside him made his body burst out with heat. Not yet. Deep breaths. Think cold thoughts. That didn't help; he was too pumped. My turn now. Locking his eyes on Charlie's, he walked over. Instead of taking his hand, he instead grabbed Charlie by his warm, growing erection. "Let's go find that stump."

"Lead the way," Charlie laughed. Scott wondered if he imagined the heavy lustfulness in Charlie's voice. He stepped closer, his shaft leaving a slimy trail in Scott's hand. "Don't walk too fast if you're going to be holding that, okay?" Leaning forwards, he sniffed Scott's hair. Scott felt very warm hands trailing down his bare back.If he keeps this up, I'm gonna...

Scott slipped out of Charlie's arms, and winked. "Don't worry, I've gotten very good at handling you." Despite this, he knew touching Charlie's erection much longer would be too tempting. Both of them were getting too horny to control themselves. Instead, he grabbed Charlie's free hand, feeling the small, prickly hairs growing on the back of his hand. He stepped forwards; Charlie lingered a moment before joining him. They laughed together again; the sound seemed to make the air around them crackle.

Barely ten steps away from the deer pens, and Scott found his eyes going back to Charlie's body. Out of the direct aim of the flashlights, there was now very little he could clearly make out.What's transforming now? How fast is it going? It didn't help that the encroaching shadows would twist to fit his imagination one moment, then the next shift and leave him doubting his own eyes.

Every step added a weight, swinging the scales from Scott wanting to hurry to the stump and really start their evening, to wanting to watch Charlie.Just need a peek. Letting out a fake annoyed moan, filled with very real - if misdirected - frustration, Scott slipped his fingers out of Charlie's hands. "Just a sec. Lemme see if I can remember where..." He trailed off, jamming his tongue into the roof of his mouth to keep himself from moaning. His gambit worked; slowly spinning in a circle as he "looked" for the path he had already spotted, he caught Charlie in the spray from his flashlight.

Charlie was bigger now. Only someone intimately familiar with him would notice in these conditions, but Scott definitely was. That confirmed the feeling he'd got as Charlie's fingers squirmed against his, unable to settle down. His pelt had lengthened, Scott's eyes following the marking of cream against brown. Small bits of his face were moving around: his ears stuck out more, a couple of small lumps distorted his forehead, and his nostrils seemed darker and shinier. Of course, Scott made sure to look at Charlie's junk. The flesh of the head had lightened further, noticeably pink and more pointed. Hairs peppered the skin of his shaft; more bristled over his swelling sack.

Hiding an excited heaving breath, Scott pointed, feeling particularly sweaty. "I think it's that path, over there."

"You mean, away from where you've been ogling?" Charlie laughed.

Scott was too horny to flush with embarrassment. "Why not? I like looking at you."

Charlie snorted "Gay." Moving close to Scott, he stuck his tongue out and licked Scott's ear.Has his tongue gotten longer? Oh god... "Come on, let's hurry up and make it gayer."

"Yeah." Scott could feel the aching throb of his cock in his ears. Grabbing Charlie's wrist, he dragged him behind, waving the torch in front of him.Where's that stump? Already knowing what he wanted, he was more pumped than ever to find it. Fuck, any stump will do at this point... though the extra fur would be nice on a night like tonight.

Charlie bounded after him, panting a little. Scott understood completely. He was breathing heavily too. Not from physical exertion - both were too young and fit - but for the_anticipation_ of physical exertion. His forehead wrinkled; Scott stood on tiptoes, trying to see if he had somehow made a mistake. Problem is, last time, everything felt slower. Now, it feels like everything's taking too fucking long... Frustrated, Scott snarled. "Nkryah!"

Charlie's hand slipped up his arm, flowing over Scott's back until it rested on his shoulder. "What's wrong?" He asked, squeezing Scott's shoulder. Scott looked at it, seeing how furry it had gotten, and how thick his fingernails had become. They gleamed a little in the growing light of the moon, and from their flashlights.

Scott turned, looking at Charlie.Still fucking hot. The curse had more obviously distorted his features: his head looked bigger, and his neck had thickened. His antlers had burst out, growing to the point where they would start to branch. Underneath, his ears trailed along, doubled in size with some growing still to go. He definitely had a muzzle now too, although still way too short for a real deer. The silhouette was fuzzy, and most of his skin was covered. Don't look at his cock don't look at his cock don't look at his "Nothing, really. I just wish we could've transformed at the same time, and I can't find the stump!"

"Hey! Hey!" Charlie soothed, rubbing Scott's shoulders. "It's okay! We can try that another night!" He tilted his head, his antlers pointing backwards. "We can go back, you can see what it's like to be a deer, too, if you still wanted to transform."

"No, it's okay." Even though Scott shared a lot with Charlie, some things he felt he shouldn't.Being fucked by a guy who's bigger than me is really hot. When they weren't all that different in height normally seemed like bad news. "Well..." It is getting cold out... "Okay, maybe another five minutes, and then we can head back." He smiled, although not too happy. "After I get you to do something for me at the first stump we can find."

Charlie grunted, pushing his growing nose against Scott and letting out hot breath that left Scott feeling squirmy. "Sure, whatever you want. Can you describe what it looks like? Maybe I can help you look for it?"

"I don't really remember it that way. It was just a stump. I think I'll know it when I see it." Scott sighed, running his fingers down and up Charlie's furry back. "Five minutes. Then I'd really like it if you..."

As Scott described what he wanted Charlie to do with him, Charlie's eyes grew in a way that didn't entirely have to do with the changes to his skull. Both he and Scott looked around, checking out any stumps they saw. Nothing struck Scott as right, so they kept going.I think this is the right way, though. I've definitely been here before. Thinking that made him feel a lot better, and he actually started to get excited again.

A couple of minutes of walking later, and Scott's excitement grew. "That's it!" he exclaimed, dragging a stumbling Charlie over to where he spotted an old, wide tree stump.That's right. I remember; because there's that creek that's nearby that goes into the lake. I remember sitting and watching it as I was waiting! Turning, he was struck by how much bigger Charlie had gotten; not just taller, but he had filled out more, at least in the chest, with large animal muscle. Tearing his eyes away, he practically threw himself onto the stump, feeling the old, firm but soft wood pressing against his bare flesh. He felt a tingle; unsure of whether it was the magic or just his own excitement.

With his head looking back over to the creek, Scott shivered in excitement.It's going to happen. He opened his mouth to say that he was ready when Charlie was, but Charlie was already there, fuzzy hands grabbing his ankles and pulling them wider. The hairy hands roamed over Scott's hips, spreading buttocks apart. A large mouth pressed up against his hole, a very large tongue came out and started licking.

Scott's moan echoed through the quiet early-night woods. His fingers splayed out, trying to find something to hold onto in the dirt. He wanted to close his eyes so badly, and just surrender to the sensation of Charlie taking his body. What he wanted more, though, was to watch his changes, and Charlie's changes.Not that I'll really get a good view of that.

"Turning over! I wanna look at you!" After Scott warned Charlie, he grunted, twisting over.Fuck! He's gotten big_!_ Charlie's antlers had split, which made his shadow seem even bigger. Is he, like, seven feet now or something? The flashlights were still on, but they weren't at great angles. However, they did illuminate enough of Charlie's growing stag dick, now mostly sporting a sheath, to get Scott excited.

Holy shit! I didn't even notice! Scott only realised his own changes had started when he had followed Charlie's hands over his torso. Light fur was spreading out from the area that had been laying on the stump, sending slight cracks through his human skin which spread his growing squirrel fur.

Charlie stopped Scott's belly-rubs a moment later, grabbing his ankles instead. Scott could see his thick tongue moving around inside his closed lips, his eyes lingering on Scott's crotch. "Did you want me to...?"

"Nah." Scott said. "Later. I_really_ want you to just fuck me until I cum."

Charlie grinned. "Gotcha!" Sliding Scott's ankles over his broadening shoulders, Charlie slipped forwards, opening his muzzle and started licking Scott's hole again. Feeling his legs sliding over Charlie's fur made Scott moan, which only got louder once he felt the tongue and lips squirming around his butthole.

Scott let his head loll backwards. Now he could really tell he was transforming. He didn't feel cold at all; in fact, he was sweating. The smell of it seemed so much more potent.Every smell seemed more potent. Particularly those that were coming from Charlie. Moaning encouragingly, "Oh yeah! Keep going! That feels so good!" he ran his hands over his body, feeling the prickliness of new hairs giving way to the smooth fluffiness of those that had matured in the centre of his chest. Underneath, he barely felt the stump; it had done as good a job of encouraging out his fur on his back as it had done on his chest.

Shifting his ankles together behind Charlie's head, Scott tried to hold on as he was rimmed. His back was starting to get sore from resting on the stump, but he didn't care and didn't share this with Charlie. He wanted to keep it up as much as possible, watching Charlie's antlers forking again, watching his ears spreading out, his huge head bearing down on his hole, his big nostrils smashing against his balls, snuffling them and the fur-growing flesh underneath them.He's so big! Is it just him, or is it now me? I think I got smaller last time.

Scott could feel his balls growing heavier, pulsing as the mostly-white fur covering his chest spread out over his sack. Clear, sticky fluid dribbled out of him, his cock tingling as his sheath grew and his shaft became more bestial. It was still quite early but he could feel the gentle ache in his jaw. Exploring his mouth with his tongue, he guessed that his muzzle was starting to form.

Charlie came up for air. "Your tail's starting to grow."

Scott slipped his legs off; he could feel the saliva oozing into his fur, and didn't want to waste time, but he also wanted to see it again.Need to turn over anyway. Rolling off the stump, he twisted his neck back as he climbed up on it. Half a foot had pushed out, and it looked comically small considering how big and thick he remembered it being, but he only needed a couple of seconds of admiring it's thick bushiness before he lifted it up, bracing his hands against the stump, and pushing his ass out. His cock had that odd feeling of being out rather than merely hard.

Charlie got the message. He climbed up over Scott, who - at last - closed his eyes for a moment, grinning happily as Charlie's large, warm, furry body climbed up over his. The hot deer cock slipped between his buttocks, letting out a sticky squirt of excitement. Charlie's pectorals pushed him hard against the stump, his changing hands moving down quickly to spread Scott's buttocks and pinch open his sphincter.

Scott yowled as he felt himself stretching over Charlie's rod. "Yes! Yes!"I feel like I could fucking cum right now! Short jabs loosened him up, and got Charlie reacquainted with his deer cock. Fortunately, they didn't need to lubricate Charlie: Scott could smell that he'd been oozing steadily as his tongue had been busy working. After a couple of inches had slipped in, Charlie was able to let go. Fuck yeah! Here comes the good stuff!

As Charlie started to give him some proper thrusts, he moved his hands down to where Scott could see them. Thick fingers came from each hand, everything covered with soft deer fur. Thick quasi-hooves jutted out of their tips. Scott slipped his own arms alongside them, feeling their fur rubbing up against each other. Small dark, sharp claws were just starting to curl out from the tips of his own fingers, which looked three-quarters the size of Charlie's already.

Scott's nose twitched. Opening up his mouth, he panted as his prostate was given a gentle massage by Charlie's careful thrusts. He could feel the whiskers pushing out. His head stretched and warped slowly, the bridge of his nose flattening out and growing broader. Charlie's tongue licked at his ear, following the larger, thinner curve of the skin and cartilage that was reshaping into a half-oval shape.

Digging his claws into the dirt, Scott enjoyed the weird, exciting sensation of being fucked as his body continued to change.So intense! He grunted and moaned, feeling Charlie's heavy deer sack slapping against his own, churning it up. Every sensation seemed heightened when he was like this, and it was only all the practice he had gotten from cam-whoring that kept him from popping already. Gotta wait for Charlie. Gotta wait for Charlie.

Charlie's weight shifted. Scott moaned again, in relief; his growing tail had gotten caught underneath him, and it was getting tugged in an unpleasant, distracting way. Pulling it to the side, he heard Charlie's panting voice behind him. "Did you want - I think I'm going to -"

"Do what you want," Scott moaned. "Just don't stop!" He squeezed his sphincter down, feeling an almost static shock ripple through him as he pressed Charlie's dick against his pounding prostate.

Charlie grunted. His thrusts were no longer slow. They were hard. Demanding. Scott felt like he was getting stretched out even further, that somehow Charlie had gained an inch of girth. He moaned, raking up the dirt with his claws. Even if it hurt a little, he didn't care; Charlie was having a good time.It's appropriate. We're just two horny animals in the forest who need to fuck. Sliding his neck up, he moaned as Charlie's muzzle rubbed against the side of his face. All he could hear was Charlie's loud snorts and grunts; he couldn't even hear his own moans as Charlie slammed into his ass.

"I'm gonna-" But it was too late for Charlie to warn him; and Scott didn't mind anyway. He enjoyed the hot rush of fluids shooting into him that he felt as Charlie ejaculated into him. The slamming against his ass got more fierce for the next two thrusts, before slowly slacking off as the energy drained out of Charlie's body.Fuck. Why didn't I cum? Everything had been as hot as he'd been imagining it, but Scott still felt like - despite being ready to squirt if Charlie breathed on him funny - he still wasn't quite ready. Next to him, he heard, "Did you-?"

"No, but it's okay," Scott answered. "I still-woah!"

Scott's arms scrabbled at the air as he was lifted backwards, his legs dangling down. Charlie's arm snaked around his chest, holding him upright. His other arm shot down, squeezing Scott's dick. "Grab my antlers.Gently!"

"'Kay." Scott raised them up, grabbing onto two of the points that stuck out forwards. Just in the nick of time, because Charlie started bouncing him up and down, his cock still buried deep inside of him.How the hell is he able to do this? One-armed? Fuck! How strong is he?

"Like that, huh, small fry?" Charlie grunted in his ear, sounding vaguely menacing.

That only made it hotter for Scott, who moaned back. "Fu-u-u-u-u-uck, ye-e-e-eah!"

Charlie, it turned out, wasn't_that_ strong. A couple of seconds later, and he had to give up stroking Scott, moving to use both hands to hold Scott up. Scott, however, was having the time of his life. He's so strong, so powerful. So manly. Look at how easily he's holding me. Using me. Right then, he felt like he was four feet tall for Charlie's imagined eight. The cock inside him suddenly felt like it was filling up his whole body, still shuddering and squirting.

Charlie's arm shifted slightly, and his fur grazed up against one of Scott's small, transformation-darkened nipples. Sensation overwhelmed him, and Scott felt it happen. His eyes opened for a moment, waiting as long as he could, watching as Charlie curled his hips forwards. Right at the apex, Scott relaxed, feeling his orgasm washing over him.

Scott's cum squirted out, spraying over the tree stump. It seemed never-ending, and Scott turned into putty in Charlie's arms.

Vaguely feeling himself being lowered down, he let go of Charlie's antlers and spread his arms out. This movement made him shoot again. He shot another time as Charlie started pulling out. Scott didn't want to waste this opportunity; as soon as he felt his sphincter being able to fully relax, he turned around.

"Was that-" Charlie started to ask.

Scott approached Charlie's crotch like a frothing, hunched madman. His tongue sprung out of his open mouth, and he started licking whatever he could get. Charlie's cum tasted like the best thing ever; he couldn't even think of anything good to even compare it to. He loved sliding his tongue over the firm, fleshy texture of Charlie's long deer shaft. He loved running it along the rim of his sheath, cleaning it as it slowly retracted. Even after Charlie begged him to stop, because he was too sensitive and it was hurting, he loved instead burying his squirrel nose into Charlie's sack, and taking a big whiff.

"Take it you had a good time then?" Charlie answered with his odder, deeper voice.

"Mmhmm," Scott answered, flicking his big tail as he continued to lick Charlie's sack. A few lazy squirts were still coming out of his shaft. "When you got real controlling like that... wow!"

"You liked it?" Charlie asked, shaking Scott off and flopping down on the dirt. He yelped, raising his head and shaking it. "Fuck. Forgot these things curled around like that." Instead, he settled on sitting sprawled out, supporting himself on his elbows.

Scott slipped down on top of him, keeping his legs wide open and right by Charlie's sheath. "It was really hot!"

"Good!" Scott knew Charlie well enough.My God, he's blushing under that fur, I bet!

"Where did you pick that up?"

"I, uh, I watched some of your old videos. When you were getting ploughed by those muscular guys... you seemed to like that, so I thought-"

"Well, thank you," Scott said, squirming. "Thank you for treating me like your dirty little squirrel bitch."

"Okay, well, dirty little squirrel bitch, do you want to wash off in that creek over there?" Charlie asked.

"One one condition."

"What's that?"

"We do exactly the same thing. Only, we do it by the campfire, and let Liam and_maybe_ Miles watch."