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Chapter 3

<Okay, Marco, lube me up,> Cassie thought-spoke to me. A few hours earlier, I would have gambled all my video games that I would never hear my best friend's pseudo-girlfriend (maybe?) say that to me. Only, her usual smooth, dark skin and black hair were replaced by a red fur covering a hundred pounds of venison.

I'd promised to help her collect a sperm sample of some rare deer, but everything had gone wrong. Normally, I'd never have let Cassie risk her life like this, but I knew she would do it with or without my help. Besides, I had just been in her same hooves, and I had come out no worse for the wear. Physically, anyway.

Our only hope now was for Cassie, who had morphed one of the rare does from the Kashmir region, to let Ronno, the three-hundred pound buck mount her. My job was to put his condom on, which sounded easy, but the plastic thing was as large as a full-sized glove. It was made for horses.

So now Cassie stood in front of me, her flag-like tail lifted conveniently for me, showing off her slick slit. Unlike when I had let the buck take me, Cassie was in heat, but she still wanted me to lube her up just in case. I swallowed heavily, dipping my finger in the goop.

I wish she weren't looking over her shoulder at me. This was hard enough already. When I hesitated, she said, <Just like I did for you.>

"Yeah, thanks, I know," I retorted. I had to constantly remind myself that I had to do this. If Cassie got hurt because I was too chicken to help her, I'd never forgive myself...and the Yeerks would win. I reached forward and slid a greasy finger into her vagina.

Cassie shivered. I probed around inside of her, trying to wipe as much of the lube on her inner walls as possible, before pulling out to get more. She spread her legs apart for me, and I pushed into her quickly, trying to get the fluid as deep into her as I could. I sunk in down to the knuckles with a wet squelch.

<Okay, just one more.>

"That's more than you gave me," I protested, before loading up again and penetrating her pussy. "Do you need the scent thing, too?" I asked, pointing at the jar of doe pheromones.

<No, I'm making my own,> she said. I couldn't smell anything, but I knew that Ronno would be able to. <Alright, I'm...ready. Go get Ronno.>

I couldn't ever say she wasn't determined. She really would do anything to help these two deer breed. Putting on Cassie's bike helmet, I left the lab. His stall was right outside. When he saw me, he tossed his head and grunted. I wondered if he could tell it was me whom he'd fucked not twenty minutes ago.

"Alright, boy," I said, opening the door and grabbing the reins. He was powerful, for sure, but if he became dangerous, I was ready to transform into a gorilla. "One last doe to fuck and then I'll leave you alone, I promise."

I led Ronno into the lab, although if he had wanted to go elsewhere I couldn't have stopped him. He could probably smell Cassie. I closed the lab door, making sure to hold onto the reins. I still needed to put his condom on, or we might get a repeat of the useless breeding I underwent. The half-filled jar of semen that Cassie had shovelled out of my sopping pussy was still sitting on the counter.

I saw Cassie's wide eyes, and I knew what she was thinking without her even projecting her thoughts. From the eyes of Bambi, the doe, Ronno was humongous. Marco could tell why the deer was refusing to let the buck anywhere near her. The doe was wiser than either of us.

<Make sure to get that condom on him,> Cassie warned. Like I was going to forget. I already had it in my hands. I led Ronno over to Cassie, watching carefully for when his erection would grow large enough for the rubber.

Ronno trotted up behind Cassie, sticking his snout up under her tail. He sniffled loudly, taking in her scent while I held onto his reins. I knew he could try to mount at any moment, like he did for me. But for some reason, he didn't. In fact, his dick was swaying limply between his legs.

"Something's wrong," I said.

Cassie gasped as she felt Ronno's tongue caress her tender pussy, thinking at me, <What is it?>

"He's not...'interested'." Sure enough, even as I said that, he stopped sniffing Cassie and instead walked over to the opposite counter, smelling some weird syringes.

Cassie looked over her shoulder. <Too soon? He must still be tired from...>

"Fucking me?" I asked.

Cassie sighed and said, <Yes.>

"Are we done yet? Do you finally give up?"

<I was...worried this might happen. But I have a plan.>

I rolled my eyes. "How did I know? Spit it out, Cassie."

<Ronno's not the only male Kashmir Red Deer we've got.>

My jaw dropped, yet again. I swear, my face muscles were starting to get sore. She meant me! "Cassie, there's no way I'm going to...going to..."

<If you don't, I'll just wait here alone until Ronno's ready to go again.>

She was threatening me! I had to give her credit though, she knew how to manipulate me. If I stopped helping her now, she'd still go through with this on her own. She knew I wouldn't let her risk her safety like that. But I had a few cards up my own sleeve.

"What if I refuse to put the condom on?" I said. She needed me.

Obstinate, she said, <I'll crouch over that jar. The sample won't be as clean, but more likely to work than nothing.>

"Then I'll just put Ronno away. You'll have to change back to do anything."

<I'd do it anyway.> She knew what that would mean...if she shifted forms she'd lose all the lube I had slathered into her.

"God damn it, Cassie," I said, knowing she was telling the truth. There was nothing I could say to steer her from this terrible plan. And now she wanted me to fuck her. This whole night was like a bad dream. I needed time to think of a way out of this, but nothing was coming to me.

Cassie, for once, was quiet, letting me work it out on my own. Ronno was clomping around the room, knocking over equipment. The buck obviously wasn't going to be any help. All that left was me.

<It's not...really you and me,> she said, <It's Ronno and Bambi. We're just...hitching a ride.>

I wasn't about to fall for that. I knew very well how much control we had over our morphs. If I did what Cassie wanted, it would be me and her, fucking. Could I really justify having sex with my best friend's girl in the name of keeping her safe? Or to save some stupid rare mountain deer?

On the other hand, she'd already jacked me off that night, and we'd both fingered each other. She'd even watched me get fucked by a stag. Was one more "base" really such a big deal? It didn't mean anything was going on between us. It's not like I was trying to steal Jake's girlfriend. Just trying to keep her from getting crushed to death by an over-enthusiastic bull deer.

"You owe me, Cassie. Like...fifteen biology tests."

<You'll do it!?>

"Yeah, yeah, just let me put Ronno back."

When I returned, Cassie was waiting for me. My head was swimming. Could this really be happening? I kept expecting to wake up. I was really going to morph into a deer and mount Cassie. We sure as hell weren't going to tell Jake about any of this!

When I walked up behind the red-furred doe, I realized we had a problem. "If I change into Ronno, who is going to put the condom on me?"

<Hmm...you're right. I could shift back, but then who would lube me up? I wish Rachel were here.>

"I don't!" I exclaimed.

Cassie chuckled, <I guess you're right. Well, we'll have to do it the hard way. Just put that jar under me, and when we're done, I'll try to make sure as much as possible gets in. Since Ronno filled the jar halfway when he bred you, you should fill it the rest of the way. Just don't knock it over!>

I put the jar down carefully and I morphed into Ronno again, bones crunching and stretching as I gained almost two-hundred pounds. Cassie looked so small, standing in front of me with her tail raised. God did she smell nice...

I knew where that smell was coming from, and my eyes focused there. Her little, lubricated mound was right in front of me, calling out to me straight through my nose. In no time, my cock was growing for her. I blushed...I always felt awkward getting turned on by an animal, but I knew it was just Ronno's brain doing the thinking. Or rather, his dick.

Cassie looked over her shoulder, her jaw dropping as my erection grew. <That - that'll fit?>

<It fit in me, remember?>

I couldn't help it, I stuck my snout up against her swollen pussy and sniffed. I shook, barely managing to control Ronno's urge to mount and sink himself balls-deep into her. I said, <Is this real, Cassie? You really want to go through with this? This is a lot to handle for just a couple of kids.>

She looked into my eyes with her dark, glassy orbs, and said, <I wish it hadn't come to this, but yes, I have to. I'm...sorry I dragged you into all of this.>

<I know.> I couldn't resist any longer, putting all my weight on my heavy hind legs and leaping onto Cassie's back. I felt her legs buckle underneath my bulk, but she stayed put. I could feel her shivering, but I didn't know how much of that was Bambi, and how much was Cassie. She was nervous, so I did what I always do...told a joke. <Is it weird that all I can think about is that we shouldn't be having unsafe sex? I guess those public service announcements are more effective than I thought.>

I could feel the tip of my massive cock brushing up against the fur between her legs. I instinctively flopped my cock around, up and down, looking for her wet entrance. When I finally found it, I wouldn't be able to stop myself...

Cassie hadn't even laughed at my joke, and she was still shivering beneath me. Suddenly, it struck me. I asked, <Cassie, have you...have you ever...done it before?>

She answered far too quickly, and in her veterinarian voice. <Since Bambi is a virgin, my morph of her is, too.>

She was dodging the question. What if she didn't want me to know I was going to be her first time? But I had to know for sure. <That's...not what I meant. Have you ever made lo...had sex with anyone? Or thing, I guess.>

She hesitated. <Yes.> I was stunned. I thought for sure she hadn't. A million questions when through my mind. Who? Or what? Why? At least I wasn't going to be the guy by which all others were compared! But before I could ask any of those questions, my tip rubbed against her wet, rubbery folds. Before I knew what I was doing I'd leapt into the air, picking both of Cassie's back legs off the ground as I jabbed into her. I gritted my teeth as her tight, hot tunnel engulfed my dick. Cassie arched her neck into the air, her eyes wide open as she bleated in shock at the sudden, unforgiving penetration.

I slid hilt-deep into her. She was so tight! No wonder Ronno had enjoyed fucking me so much! I dropped my jaw and bellowed into my quivering doe's flattened ears. Our cries echoed through the lab. Thank god it was 11 o'clock. Anyone else in the barn would have heard this and come running.

<Marco! Wait...you're too big!> she cried as her legs clattered back to the floor. <Slow down...you'll knock the jar over!>

But the tingling all throughout my cock was more important than anything else. As I landed, I slid halfway out of her. With a grunt, I rammed forward again, my balls slapping up between her legs. Cassie gasped and moaned.

<Oh, God, Marco!> she cried, but I wasn't about to slow down. I was in my doe, and she was mine. I bleated, pulled back, and thrust a third time. Cassie's moans were coupled with her thoughts, <Unnnnnnng!> Suddenly, she began to buck up and down against me, humping her hips and clenching around my invading cock. I was pretty sure she wasn't going to be voicing any more complaints.

I curled my heavy neck up around her smaller one, and tucked my forelegs around her waist, pulling her tightly against me. I was so much larger than her that with my neck fully extended, and hers arched upward, I could look back into her eyes. I couldn't help but grin to see her eyes clenched tightly shut as the sheer sensation of being taken by a buck nearly three times her size wracked her body. I'd been there.

I humped again, picking her once again off the floor. So far, the jar remained intact beneath us, but I had a lot more on my mind. On top of the squeezing, wet warmth tugging at my penis, thoughts ran through my mind. I was really doing it...I was fucking Cassie. I had no idea her phone call that night was going to be a - what did they say on T.V. - a booty call.

I rocked my hips back and forth, meeting her desperate backward thrusts with my own. Within the span of a second, we'd go from being packed flush together, to several inches apart, only to squeeze our genitals back together before doing it again. When I pulled out, I could feel thin drops of our combined fluids falling from my cock, and I swear I heard most of it landing with a plop in the jar.

Opening my eyes, I could see Cassie curled around to watch as I penetrated her, her eyes open and half-lidded. She stared dazed at my jackhammer thrusts, her mouth hanging open. Was that...I think it was! She was drooling.

<Oh, Marco, you're so...huge...> she managed to say.

My heavy, quivering balls slapped against her four little teats as I continued to use Cassie like a warm, moving AV. That's all this was to her, after all. She was helping me cum so that she could get a sample to use on the real Bambi. But I couldn't help but feel more. I slid my cock back and forth inside of her, brushing up against her deepest wall. I knew that Cassie's fertile womb lay beyond, but the seed that managed to work its way down there and find her eggs was doomed to disappear when Cassie morphed back.

Unless you couldn't morph back if you were pregnant. Still, she probably had a lot of time, since I'd had no trouble shifting back after Ronno drenched my entire womb in deer seed. I almost felt sad, sharing this incredible, intimate moment with Cassie, knowing that all I was to her right now was a pair of fertile balls.

<Marco...> she said again, bleating hoarsely. She continued to watch me sliding into and out of her, cum dribbling down her thighs. Was she just waiting for me to finish so she could be done with this? I wonder what Jake feels like when Cassie looks at him and can see the attraction and love in her eyes? Would anyone ever look at me like that?

<Cassie, I'm...> I warned.

<I know! I know!> she bleated. <Do it! Fuck meeeee!>

I never thought I'd hear Cassie say that word. Even as she said it, her whole body began to quiver and shake in my grasp. I felt like there were hands squeezing up and down my entire, foot-long cock! And maybe it was just her heat talking, but I think she really wanted it.

I gave it to her. Leaping forward, in midair, I let loose with a bellowing yell and my balls pulsed. We panted and gasped for breath, chests heaving as I began to splatter her insides. She clenched down around me like one of those blood pressure machines at the pharmacy, and she was so tight it almost hurt, but I was too far gone to care.

With my third grunt, the flood of seed began to spill out of her, dripping down onto the ground beneath us. Some of it, at least, was landing in the jar. The only thing I could think about was tensing myself for the next, shuddering spurt. If I was just a sperm sample, I'd at least be a damn good one! She was so wet and sticky now that when I pulled back, almost slipped free. I managed to keep it in, though, for the last thrust. I groaned, resting all of my weight on her small frame, causing her four knees to lock, while I squeezed and squeezed the last bit I could into her. Finally, I was done, my bleating replaced by desperate, ragged panting.

She trembled beneath me, her ears laid back as she moaned. Maybe she really enjoyed it? I said, <Woah, Cassie...>

She paused, then said, <Thanks, Marco. But get off, I have to fill the jar...>

Oh. Feeling stupid, I pulled out of her, clattering to all fours behind her. Cassie wasted no time looking over her shoulder for the jar and crouching just above it. Most of the cum that had spilled out of her had missed completely, messing up the floor. She pressed her mound up against the rim of the jar and watched as the rest began to ooze into the half-filled jar.

<Cassie...> I said again, not sure how to say what I was feeling. What was I feeling?

<I'm not sure there's enough,> she said, watching the jar nervously.

<Cassie!> I said again. How could she take this so lightly? I know that was sort of the deal, but we just had sex!

That got her attention, though. She looked up at me, and looked away. <Marco...thanks, for this. I know it was...a lot to ask.>

<Yeah, well...I'm glad you asked for my help. This would be a damn stupid thing to try to do all on your own.>

<Marco! Language,> she said, indignant.

I grinned sheepishly, still watching my cum dripping out of Cassie's pussy. I said, <A bit late to worry about language, isn't it? Besides, who was the one who said, 'Fuck meeeee!'?>

I could tell she was blushing, even though the fur on her face covered it up. <I was...caught up in the moment.>

<Yeah.>

We stood there in silence, not sure what to say. When all was said and done, the jar was only 3/4th full. I asked, <Is that good enough?>

<I'm not sure,> she said, eyeing the glass container. <It'll have to do, I guess; it's better than Dad could do.>

<Unless...> I said, slowly.

Cassie looked up at me, surprised. <Unless what?>

<Well, we only need a little bit more. I think I can manage that.>

Her eyes widened. <Are you suggesting...?> When I nodded, she said, <You'd do that...for me?>

<We've come this far; we'd better make sure it wasn't all for nothing.>

She nodded, standing up. She flicked her tail up. <I'm ready if you are.>

There she stood, a few feet in front of me with her tail up and my cum absolutely coating her rump. It hurt like hell, but my dick was hard in seconds. <Alright, Cassie, let's fill that jar.>

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I heard a twig break, and startled, I looked around. I was so much more...wary these days. With all the illegal poachers in the forest near Cassie's farm, you learned fast. But it was just Cassie.

I would never have guessed that breeding her twice would take over two hours. After I'd pulled off of her, she filled the container until it was overflowing, but when we tried to morph back...nothing happened.

Our parents never knew what happened, though Jake and Rachel and Tobias and Ax all found out soon enough. Now Cassie and I lived in the forest, eating grass and trying to avoid hunters. It was tough at first, realizing that we were nothlit forever.

<Hey, Marco,> Cassie said.

<Hey.> We talked a lot less now. Life was simple...some would say boring. I was starting to find it relaxing. Cassie's Dad found the jar of semen, and from what I hear, Bambi got her donation and was heavy with fawn. Soon, there'd be 151 Kashmir Red Deer in the world. Well, 153, counting us, and Bambi's fawn wasn't the only one on the way.

I rubbed up against Cassie, brushing my side-fur up against the 154th Red Deer. Cassie smiled and said, <It won't be long now.>

<You always would do anything you could to help an endangered species,> I joked.

She stepped forward, looking over her shoulder at me. <I'm not all about business, anymore, Marco.> She lifted her tail. Even months pregnant, she never seemed to get tired of this. Who was I to say no? I mounted.

And then I woke up, sweating. Was it all a dream? I struggled to piece together what was real and what wasn't in my mind. Well, for starters, I was still little black-haired Marco...so I wasn't a nothlit. My penis was hard, though. Could I be so lucky, and the whole thing was just a dream?

But no, I remembered everything with way too much detail. After...'servicing' Cassie twice, we filled the jar, and I went straight home and fell asleep. What kind of a dream was that!? I know, they're just dreams, but I could never help but try to analyze them.

Maybe I was getting feelings for Cassie. Sure, last night hadn't been a date or anything. Cassie just needed my help, and when we were done, I left. There obviously wasn't anything going on there. With Cassie, anyway. Maybe I was... No, Cassie was Jake's girl, and I had no business thinking about things like that. She's just my friend.

The worst thing about the dream was...how not like a nightmare it was. Trapped as a deer, forever, but I'd felt so happy. I was almost disappointed to wake up. Maybe the war with the Yeerks was really starting to get to me? Maybe...I was starting to think like Tobias.

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Epilogue

I figure I should write an addendum to whatever Marco wrote. I just hope he never reads this...maybe even more than I hope Jake never reads Marco's journal.

You see, after Marco left the lab that night, I had to put everything back in place so Dad wouldn't get suspicious. I cleaned up the jar and put a lid on it, and went to wash the rest of the gunk off in the sink. I guess I was distracted, since after morphing, I noticed a warm, wet spot staining the crotch of my gymnastics leotard. I'd have to get those in the wash as soon as possible.

When I finished cleaning the jar, I noticed something in the other side of the sink. The handheld AV I was looking for! Of course I was annoyed. If I'd found that, I could have correctly gotten the sample from Marco the first time, and none of this would have happened!

But then I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. Why was the AV in the sink? Nervously, I took the jar over to the freezer and opened the door.

There, in the freezer, was a glass jar filled with white goop, and a yellow post-it note attached. It read:

Cassie,

I figured I'd try the handheld AV to see if it would work, and it did the trick! I'd tell you when I get back, but I know you don't like to be interrupted while you're doing homework. So if you see this note before I talk to you again, it worked! The deer will be just fine.

-Dad