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Chapter Three

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

25th May 2023

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Daniel spent the day at work, his mind not on work, but on the amazing sexual pleasures he'd experienced with his newest purchase. Every time he thought about it – he felt the tingle in his loins and the memories resurfaced again and again. Thoughts turned to fantasies. He imagined how it'd be, really be, with a living, breathing hermaphrodite Whitetail deer – the warmth of the fur...

With a loud thump, Daniel's fantasy vanished like smoke as his co-worker pointed at the large pile of folders that he'd just dropped on the edge of Daniel's work desk.

“You going to work, or fantasise all day Daniel? Old man Patrick catches you like that – there will be hell to pay!"

Daniel twitched and shuddered, glancing at the edge of his monitor and seeing the numbers 3:43.

“Yeah, sorry – I know, I know – all work and no pleasure - “ Daniel began.

As the human snorted, he raised an eyebrow and grinned. “By your expressions, I think it was all pleasure and no work...might want to move your chair back in a bit – just saying..."

Daniel flushed, feeling his tight slacks heavily tented as he gripped the edge of his desk and rolled his chair forwards, hiding his lap.

“Who was she?" His co-worker prompted, leaning against Daniel's desk.

“Who was...oh, nobody special – you know how it is..."

His co-worked snorted and raised both eyebrows. “Nobody special... riighhhttt..."

Fuck my life... Daniel thought, then reached for the first folder on the stack as his co-worker walked away.

*

At last, Daniel slumped through his doorway, then pushed it shut behind him and leaned back, sighing softly.

“Halloween night – and I had to work back until 10pm, there goes my night..."

Daniel unbuttoned the first three buttons of his shirt, then tugged the tie off and let it drop to the floor. Pulling his shirt out of his waistband, he walked towards the bathroom and kicked his shoes off as he past the bedroom.

“I need a shower, thank the gods its Friday, I couldn't handle another day like today... I had a bitching party to go too tonight, now that's gone out the..."

His voice faded away as he kicked shut the bathroom door behind him...

*

Showered, naked as the day he'd been born, Daniel made his way to the bedroom and sat on the edge of his bed. Flopping backwards, he reached up over his head and tugged the inflatable whitetail over, setting it on his belly, so its smile looked down at him and he hugged it tightly.

“At least I got you, so, how was your day?" Daniel asked it, then laughed and rolled his shoulders. “Look at me, talking to an inflatable toy like I expect it to answer..."

With a low hiss, the toys squeaker sounded almost mournful.

“I really got to find out if you do have a puncture somewhere..." Daniel groaned as he cuddled the plush toy and felt his arousal at the cool latex-like body that lay on his naked form. “What do you think, think you're up for..."

Daniel's eyelids come down like twin window-shades and he was asleep in seconds...

*

Daniel moaned and shuddered, struggling to become fully conscious. He felt something amazingly soft, wet and insistent, and the sensations of warmth spread from his groin throughout his body.

“Mmph - “ Daniel gurgled, twitching and his fingers lifting off the bed.

Wake up... Daniel's mind seemed to yell at him. You're no longer dreaming, this is real...you feel that? Do you?

Fighting the vestiges of sleep, Daniel groaned and opened started to open his eyes, feeling the urge in his groin growing faster than his muddled mind could catch up too.

Is that...

Daniel gasped, as his hips snapped upwards and something gagged as his penis was thrust into a constricting throat, then Daniel felt the sensations of the muscles squeezing his penile head as his semen spurted down the creatures throat. Pulse after pulse was drawn from him, leaving him gasping and trembling, before his eyes truly opened and he looked down and his mouth fell open in shock, eyes going wide.

What looked back up at him, its leathery nostrils almost pressed to his well trimmed pubic hairs, were two large, brown eyes like twin pools of dark chocolate. Tubular, black tipped ears swished forwards as it blinked twice and kept its head down, drawing the last of his salty gift.

“I'm dreaming – I got to be - “ Daniel wheezed, his mind refusing outright, to believe that which shared his bed, was real. “Must be sleep deprivation and..."

He shuddered as the furred head lifted, the sensual tongue swirling and lapping at his penis with pleasure and obvious knowledge of what it'd done. Turning its head to the side almost in a curious gesture, the very real deer gave a final lingering slurp before it let his wet, sticky length slap down against his belly as it bleated quietly.

“No... you're not real, you can't be real..." Daniel gasped, as he pressed his hands against the bed and tried to push himself backwards, but the deer was laying over his legs and it quivered as he moved. “What sick prank is..."

It gazed at him, its ears slicking back slightly as it seemed to frown in confusion. Awkwardly, the deer rose to its knees and let him extricate himself from beneath it, before it hesitantly crept off the bed and stood on its dark cloven hooves, shaking itself from leathery nostrils to tail then its wedge-like tail snapped upwards and it flagged its tail from side to side.

“You're not real, you can't be real, one of my friends is playing a joke and..."

Daniel gasped, as the Deer bleated again and walked over, then stood sideways, gazing at him and flagging its tail, before it turned around and looked back over its shoulder. Timidly, Daniel reached out and touched it, snatching his hand back as he felt warm fur and flesh that was very real indeed...

“You're..." Daniel whispered.

Gazing back over its shoulder, the Deer flicked an ear and bleated, its unmistakable smile spreading across its muzzle. Turning about, it pressed its nose against his hand, then twisted its head until his hand lay between its ears.

Timidly, Daniel stroked the velvet-like fur of the ears and blinked in confusion. It bleated and nuzzled his forearm happily, flagging its tail.

“...real - “ Daniel breathed out and blinked. “You're real... really real – are you...I mean..."

It tilted its head, looking at him in confusion, before Daniel gently pushed it and it stepped to the side, continuing to watch him with adoration and curiosity. He looked along its furred chest, then the legs, as his eyes and fingers trailed lightly down over his belly and brushed against the furred sheath. With a gasp, the Deer twitched and snapped its head around to stare at him.

“You're...male...and...oh my god... you are the toy..."

It blinked, then flicked its ears and bleated again, before trembling.

“You don't understand a word I'm saying...do you?"

Confused, the deer just kept looking at him, before it blinked and flagged its tail again, looking down at his penis then back up again.

“Can you...turn around for me? Please?" Daniel asked.

It frowned, then obediently moved as Daniel pushed it gently with his hands, until it was facing with its head to the bedroom door, its rump facing him.

“Oh...oh my..." Daniel giggled nervously. “You're also..."

Daniel gently placed his fingers over the velvet-like guard hairs, then two fingers slipped either side of the labial folds, gently peeling them apart and he gazed at the warm, salmon coloured tunnel that lead upwards. At his gently touch, the Deer trembled and turned its head to look back at him, its smile once more spreading across its muzzle and its tail twitching.

Timidly, he used his index finger to slip inside the tight, yet slick folds – finding it warm and already quite slick – whether that was from its own natural lube – or some residual carry over from its transformation, he wasn't sure.

“You're...amazing – and..." Daniel murmured, stroking the deer gently, feeling his fear replaced with rising arousal and desire.

Looking back at him, the Deer bleated and crouched slightly, then flagged its tail against his groin. Daniel gasped, feeling his arousal come even faster, as the Deer nodded and rose, then turned about and looked from Daniel's eyes, down to his not insignificant organ, then back up and bleated again.

“You...want...what?" Daniel asked, confused and bewildered.

Nudging the half-erect length with its nose, the Deer's tongue slurped from root to tip and lipped gently at it.

“Woah, easy!" Daniel giggled nervously. “Alright...be gentle...please?"

Taking himself in one hand, he held it up and instantly, the eager Deer's muzzle dropped and Daniel gurgled, feeling the slick tongue and strong suckling motions quickly bringing him to full arousal.

“Fuucckk..." Daniel wheezed, placing his hand on the Deer's head and gently ruffling the velvet-like ears. “You know what you're...no, stop...stop!"

Daniel gurgled as the Deer blinked and gave a final lick and suckle, lifting its head and waiting patiently, its head lowering to look down at the firm length that quivered and dribbled pre-ejaculate over Daniel's fingers.

“I want..." Daniel shivered. “You...now..."

Confused, the Deer blinked, then squealed as Daniel pushed it sharply, turning it about, then stroking the quivering tail as it looked back over its shoulder, its eager smile spreading over its muzzle once more.

“Damn it...no, alright let me try...come here, please?" Daniel sighed, as he stood up and his firm length slapped the rump of the Deer.

Obediently, it turned to face him, then moved sideways as Daniel crouched slightly, placing his arms behind its forelegs and ahead of his hind legs, then to his surprise, he picked it up and placed it on the bed.

“Down, please?" Daniel told it, placing his fingers on its rump.

Quietly, the Deer squirmed and knelt down on the bed, gazing back at him in confusion. Daniel knelt on the bed, then smiled and placed one hand up between its shoulders, the other gently against his udder as he squeezed the leathery tears with a firm, but careful caress.

“I want you to stand up on your hind legs, but keep your front knees down on the bed, okay?"

Awkwardly, the Deer did as commanded, its back at a 45 degree angle to the mattress, then Daniel carefully spread its hind hooves apart, bracing it better. Happy, it gazed back at its owner, its wedge-like tail flagging, as Daniel looked to the bedside drawer and table, then shook his head.

“No...not this time, this time...we'll do it right..."

He moved forwards, guiding himself against the Deer, who crouched ever so slightly, then gasped, its head tilting back as Daniel placed his thumb behind his penile head and pushed himself inside it. Heat built on heat, almost impossibly so, as Daniel gasped and felt the tight, yet slick labial walls grip him like a slick velvet glove.

“Urgh..." Daniel moaned, trying to resist the urges to thrust himself fully inside.

Panting, the Deer's tail flagged faster and it bleated encouragingly, looking back awkwardly, awaiting its owners pleasures.

“I can't...you'll be..." Daniel gasped, dismounting and gently mounting again, sliding a little deeper.

Frustrated, the Deer squealed and pushed backwards, its tail slapping hard against Daniel's belly as it sheathed him in one sharp thrust and Daniel yelped – feeling the tight muscular contractions that seized his length and the warmth that send pleasure up his spine to his already overwhelmed mind. His fingers gripped the Deer's hips, as he began a sensual, rhythmic thrusting – dismounting and sliding himself inside it again and again.

Awkwardly, the deer twitched its hips, until Daniel figured out what it wanted – and he leaned forwards, sliding his hands under the belly, one hand caressing and rubbing the udder and teats – his other fingers edging forwards and...

He felt the slick, pre-ejaculate dripping length of the Cervid's penis already exposed – all six or seven inches of it. Daniel's fingers curled around it as the Deer bleated and bucked wildly, the slick walls of the doe-like folds trembling and convulsing, before the stag's length throbbed and its combined orgasm slashed through its hybrid body.

Daniel felt the pulses of the stag, coupled with the excretions of the doe, as the later gushed from her depths and splattered over his groin, running down his thighs as the stag's semen spurted and began to soak into the coverlet on Daniel's bed.

“Fuck..." Daniel moaned, his body trembling, as the orgasms from the deer nearly pushed him straight over the edge of his own.

Expecting the Deer to want to dismount him, Daniel was surprised as after a dozen moments of it dropping its head and panting heavily, the Deer trembled and looked back over its shoulder, its floofy tail beginning to flag against Daniel's belly once more as it pushed itself back against him again.

Daniel's fingers tightened on the Deer's still firm erection, as he nervously started masturbating it, the Deer in turn trembling and convulsing its vaginal muscles, as it continued to gaze back at Daniel, flagging its tail faster and faster.

*

Daniel lay intertwined with the Hermaphrodite Deer, kissing and nuzzling its furred throat, the sticky length of Cervid penis pressed against Daniel's as the Deer titled its head back, exposing its soft, vulnerable throat.

“I never..." Daniel whispered, sliding his hand along one sweat slick furred flank. “You were..."

With a gasp, the Deer's ears snapped backwards, and it lifted its head, gazing at the curtains behind them, before it began to tremble and struggle.

“Woah, easy!" Daniel moaned, holding the deer tight as its frantic struggles increased.

As the sunlight began to creep from under the curtains, the Deer squealed and struggled, Daniel's gently grasp turning more forceful, as he held the now sobbing Deer tight, both arms around its back, holding it hard against him.

“No..." Sobbed the heartbroken, barely legible words from the Deer.

As the sunlight struck the bed, the Deer began to squeal in terror and obvious distress – before it's cloven hooves turned into silicone, the fur vanishing and turning slick and cool to the touch. As the sun rose higher and higher, the transformation claimed more of the deer, as its shoulders turned to silicone and latex, its eyes filled with tears and it licked Daniel's forehead.

“Thank...you..." It squeaked, before its eyes turned blank and expressionless, its muzzle slick and fixed and the sensual, warm tongue was merely a crude approximation of what Daniel had felt and knew to be real...

He sniffled, holding back his tears, the Deer he'd shared such amazing sexual pleasures with – now the chill of the silicone and latex – compared to the warmth of the fur and flesh... it wasn't the same...

Nor would it ever be again...

END