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Prologue

...Eddy...

Eddy had been hunting his entire life, but in all his years he'd never shot a stag as big as this one! It was a fourteen pointer, and it looked like something out of the stories his grandpa always told. Eddy had turned twelve just ten days ago, and he was hunting on his grandfather's old farm. The day was cold and humid. Eddy shivered in his cameo jacket as he pulled the huge stag towards camp. It was an impressive creature with a thick coat of fur and powerful muscles beneath its skin. Eddy had no Idea how he had managed to kill this marvelous creature in one shot. After a while Eddy looked up from dragging his kill and examined the path he was following. He found, to his surprise, that he didn't recognize this path at all.

Could he be lost?

Eddy dismissed the idea of such a great hunter as himself being lost; he quickly started back down a side path. He was certain this was a shortcut to the camp.

A few hours later Eddy had given up and was sitting down beside the huge dead beast. It was getting colder by the minute, and he knew he couldn't much longer in this kind of weather if he didn't find shelter soon. With a renewed will to live Eddy began to drag his kill down the path once more. It only took a couple of hours before Eddy sat down and began to cry. He was hungry, cold, and lost. He thought he was hallucinating when a voice from his memory seemed to whisper an old trick he'd heard about from his grandpa. Eddy desperately cut open the beast's soft belly with his buoy knife. Eddy crawled up inside that stag's body and eventually fell into a fitful sleep. He dreamt of running about on huge powerful legs. On all fours he leaped and bound about thorough night forest. He was the most powerful, graceful, and magnificent creature in all of the woods. His dreams seemed to be so real; like he truly was the beast he had so wrongly killed only hours ago.

But Eddy also dreamt of being trapped inside a stag's body. He was in a prison of flesh and bones, fed only by the creature's anger and hate for manking and everything associated with humans. He dreamed of being shot in the lungs by a thousand little round bullets, and he dreamed of suffocating with no way to take another breath. More than anything else, Eddy dreamed of living the life of the very stag he had killed. He moved in the eternal pattern of life undisturbed and resigned to breath, eat, mate, and grow. Summer, spring, winter, and fall he lived a charmed existence devoid of emotions and filled with instincts.

One day, however, this all came to an end. One day Eddy was exploring a new area in the forest. He was in the rut and the urge to rut and mate drove him into new and unfamilliar forests. Eddy pushed through a thick wall of vegetation and emerged into a vast green field of beautiful grass. The sweet green grass even tasted great, but something inside Eddy seemed to stir as he followed the field of grass up a hill and into a small valley. In the valley was a strange structure, and in front of it was a young man. He was swinging a huge axe and splitting logs on a three stump.

Chapter 1

...Alex...

I was splitting logs outside my dad's summer cabin when I noticed the biggest Buck I had ever seen standing on the crest of the hill looking down at me. I watched as the buck slowly began to walk towards me, its massive body seeming unnaturally huge and muscular. I counted the antlers as it got closer and closer. "A 14 pointer," I gasped. Stories of deer attacks swam to my mind as the beast inched closer and closer. Instead of charging me the monster seemed to spasm uncontrollably and fall to the ground. To my horror the monster began to puke blood and guts out of its mouth and I saw something that looked like a hand push against the skin of the beast's upturned belly. Every muscle in the stag's body clenched as it fought whatever was trying to break out from inside the beast. It seemed to grow in size and musculature as it struggled, and it even grew more points as it fought a strange internal battle. Unnatural scream-like sounds came from inside the buck, and the monsterous deer began to growl like a wild beast.

I didn't know what the fuck was going on, but there was a mutant Buck writhing on the ground before me; growing bigger each minute as it tried to contain something that sounded like a human inside. I was beginning to think that this creature had come to me for help, and I thought I could at least try and help whatever was trying to escape the beast's stomach. I brought my axe down on the buck's neck but to my dismay the creature seemed to ignore the huge gash in its neck. The wound was quickly covered by grotesque twitching muscles.

I decided that perhaps killing the beast was impossible, so instead I began to hack at the buck's underside. I hacked where the hand had pressed against the beast's skin and, to my surprise a hand did emerge from the hole I had just created in the creature's side. It seemed to take forever as I hacked at the monster's flank, but finally the gash was big enough for a person to push through. I grabbed the flailing hand and pulled with all my might. The buck's body pulled back and fought to keep its prisoner, but eventually, in one sickening gush, the owner of the hand, and most of the buck's insides, poured out of the gash in its side and spilled onto the ground before me. A smell like rotten flesh made me retch as I watched the buck instantly putrafry begin to rot awa. A green/black mist oozed from the monster's decaying flesh. In less than a minute the monster's body was reduced to a pile of dust that blew away in the morning breeze along with the cloud of rotten gas.

I kept expecting to wake up, but the moaning of the person I had pulled out of the buck distracted me from the events I had just witnessed. Untill now I hadn't thought much about who I was extracting from the demonic creature I had just seen. "Are you ok?" I asked and bent over the only remaining evidence of my strange encounter. I rolled the person onto its back and blushed. Lying on the ground before me was the hottest guy I had ever seen. He was obviously tall, and he had the body of a weightlifter with muscles that stood out against his skin in the oddest places. My gaze drifted to his shoulder length auburn hair, and then, to my amazement, just below the young man's hair line, I notice two short nubs protruding from the guy's forehead. "What the fuck?" I asked and poked the two nubs protruding from the guy's forehead.

Despite my shock they were real, and they were very stuck to the guy's forehead. The young man must have been around my age because he needed to shave. A healthy beard covered his face and neck, joined with his ample chest hair, and formed a very happy trail that led to his nuts. His equipment gave me another start when I realized that there was no dick, or to be more precise not a flaccid member. There was what looked like a brown furred sheath attached to the guy's belly and below it two very large balls rested on his muscular legs.

I blushed again when I realized I was staring at the guy's nuts. Sheath or not if the guy's dick matched his balls he had to be big! I had known I was gay since high school, but I was 19 now and after a year of community college I hadn't found anyone special. "Hello?" A deep voice said below me as I thought to myself.

"Oh," I said, startled by the voice of the young man beneath me. "Are you alright? You must have passed out after..."

"You saved me," The young man said and stood. I was 5'11 and had always considered myself tall compared to other guys, but this guy was huge. Laying down he didn't look all that big, but now that he was towering over me I put him at around 6'6 or so and at least 300+ pounds of muscle. All at once the guy wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a musky muscle hug. "I almost lost myself in that cursed beast," he sobbed into my flannel shirt.

"I cut you out with my axe," I said and patted the guy's back, unsure of how I should treat the giant.

"I remember, kind of. If I hadn't seen you chopping wood I'd probably never have been able to force the beast to approach you. It wanted to eat you like it consumed me and grow even stronger!" He said and cried. "When I knew he was going to eat you I... I attacked his heart."

"So what was up with that stag? Was it cursed or something?" I asked as the guy sniffed and took a step back.

"I don't know. I can't hardly remember being human. All I know is that I shot that buck and then crawled up inside it to stay alive when the temperature dropped one night. After that I was the buck and it was a monster that chased people out of the woods. I hated being trapped inside the monster because all it thought about was how much it hated humans."

"It must have been a monster or something," I said and gave the stud a reassuring smile. "How long were you in that thing?"

"I don't know," He said and got a confused look on his face. "I was 13 when I shot it" he said and looked at his hands and the hair on the back of them. "I was born in 1988," he said sadly and looked at me.

"I was too! You're 19 years old, just like me!" Instead of being excited like he should be he started to sob again. I knew at once that even if he looked like a man he sure wasn't one inside his head. "It's ok," I said and pulled him into a hug. "You can stay with me for as long as you want," I said and reached up too wipe a tear out of his eye.

"Thank you so much!" he said and swept me into another musky muscle hug. "My name is Eddy, what's yours?"

"Alex," I said as he put me down. "Let's get you inside and find you some clothes."

Eddy didn't seem to think that his sheath and antlers were odd at all. He was inside a buck for 6 years after all, and from how he spoke about the experience it sounded like he wasn't unused to using whatever was lurking in his furry sheath. He might have the human mind of a 13 year old, but he was hardly as innocent as I had pegged him. He was, however, a little behind the times. The internet and computers completely repulsed him, but he loved the plasma T.V. my dad had bought for the living room.

Finding clothes was nearly impossible, but at long last I found a pair of sweat pants and a XXL shirt that almost made him look normal sized. His arms still strained the sleeves, and he refused to go anywhere near a shaving razor. In fact, he was almost irrationally afraid of the small blade. I gave up on shaving and sighed to myself. I had always wanted a hairy muscle head for a boyfriend. By the time afternoon rolled around I had discovered a few things about my guest.

First of all, Eddy never lost energy or got tired, he could eat a mountain of food and still not be full, and when he got excited he was very dangerous. If I hadn't been a bit of a fitness enthusiest myself he might have hurt me a couple of times.

Watching T.V. made Eddy want to wrestle, and when I wrestle with sexy muscular guys I get turned on. I had politely lost four matches so far, but Ed was baiting me into a fifth. He kept inching closer and closer as we watched T.V. and I swore he liked the way he made me squirm even if he didn't understand why I was so enthusiastic about him touching me. The big baby had just gotten close enough to rope me into another fight when I turned to him and frowned. "Eddy stop," I commanded and got a cute dejected face from my guest.

"Did I make you mad?" he asked innocently in his deep voice.

I was fighting to keep control of myself as power rangers, Eddy's favorite show, played on the T.V. "Look Eddy I just..." I was caught off guard as he planted a kiss on my lips and then grabbed my ass and lifted me into what was possibly the sexist hug I had ever experienced. Unlike Eddy, I had a lifetime of kissing experience to know how this game worked, and I delighted in the surprise I caused the brute when I pushed my tongue into his mouth. Our little educational kissing session didn't end there. Eddy must have been horny, but as we made out he wrestled aggressively. The longer our wrestling match went the closer to the edge of the couch I found myself.

"I'm burning up!" Eddy said after we had been wrestling for a while. He broke off and stripped off the shirt. I could have sworn it hadn't been that tight a moment before. His pants were off before I could stop him, and he dove back into wrestle mode in the nude. I was getting desperate and I knew this monster boy would break me if I didn't give him some way to release six years of sexual tension. Clearly he was trying to fuck me, but he didn't know the first thing about sex!

"Wait Eddy," I said and somehow broke out of his hold and away from his lips. I began to pull off my shirt and to my surprise Eddy just watched in awe. I was pretty sweaty by now, and the shirt fabric stuck to my muscular frame as more and more of my 19 years of working out came into view for Eddy to see. I watched, amused and very turned on as Eddy watched me pull my pants down. My dick was straining the fabric of my briefs and making a very noticeable bulge. When I freed it the excited devil rose the last three inches of its 9 inch length to salute Eddy. "At last," I thought as I noticed his sheath stirring in his thick bush of pubic hair. First it began to expand, the base of the furry sheath was easily thicker than my arm, but that was hardly all there was too the furry tube of flesh.

The first 4 inches were furry sheath but the brown uncut cock that pushed out of the tip was almost too big to be real. It pulsed and throbbed as it pushed past 9 inches, 10, 11, and 12; comeing to rest at 13 inches of gargantuan hybrid buck cock. It almost seemed normal that Eddy would be this well hung seeing as he was part stag. Veins laced the super cock like spider webs and what looked like short fur grew along the side that faced away from Eddy's stomach all the way to the tip of the cock and on the fore skin.

All at once Eddy was very interested in me, and to my delight he wanted to play with my dick instead of wrestling with me. I was no virgin, and im my short 19 years I had never met anyone who could suck my 9 inch cock and beat it off with one hand too. His other hand pumped his own meat when it wasn't exploring my well muscled body. I groaned and humped his face as he sucked my dick like a starving babe. He took a good 4 inches into his mouth and pumped the rest with his hand. I tried to push him away as I began to orgasm, but he had been eagerly drinking my pre, so when I shot my first load of ropy cum into his mouth he drank it and moaned. I shot another four loads before I ran out of cum and an unhappy Eddy pulled off my dick. "I want more Alex," he said and went back down on the shrinking member. I gasped and pulled away, but he wasn't finished.

"Eddy, I don't think it will fit," I said with more than a little fear in my voice. He just grunted and pushed his fat buck cock-head through the ring of muscles that guarded the outer perimiter of my ass. Lucky for him I had taken some pretty big guys in my time, but it still hurt like hell. He worked slowly as his needs began to rise. Pre oozed out my ass around his dick and made a very good lube for his efforts. The furry base of his cock tickled my ass as he pulled in and out, and I knew he was in as far as he could get for the moment.

The mment Eddy was sure he hadn't killed me with his monster cock his efforts really picked up. The buck man was gone after that, like a piston, in and out of my ass and grunting like a wild thing the whole time. Eddy might be young a young human, but I had a full grown stag fucking me now, and I was loving every minute of it. His hairy chest rubbed against my back sent shivering thrills down my spine as he hit my prostate over and over. Luke warm Pre pooled below us on the wooden floor of the living room, and Power Rangers blared in the background of our glorious fucking. Heat began to build inside me and Eddy almost seemed to swell as he continued. His dick began to move in long undulations and contractions that made my insides quiver with delight. A heat like nothing I had ever felt exploded inside me and pushed a flood of stag cum deeper into me than any man had ever managed before.

Load after load shot into me; deeper and deeper with plenty more cum bursting out behind me and onto his furry sheath and balls. We moaned and grunted as he pumped into my ass for what must have been 10 minutes. "It fits," I gasped as sex slowly released my mind and Eddy kept humping and pushing smaller loads into me each time with each glorious thrust. Finally he was done abusing my backside, but pulling out was impossible. His dick was so swollen it was stuck inside me, so we just laid there panting for a long while.

"Thanks for saving me," Eddy whispered and pulled me into his arms and out of his puddle of cum.

"Any time Eddy. Any time..."

Epilogue

Eddy watched his reflection in the hall mirror as a piercing pain slammed into his head. He grabbed his forehead as his antlers pushed out an inch and a half and began to develop what would eventually become his first point. "Eddy, I have the worst head ache," Alex said from the bathroom and walked out into the hall.

Eddy just smiled when he noticed the two small nubs on Alex's forehead. A glance at Alex's cock revealed that it had retreated into his newly grown sheath. Alex looked like he needed to shave and stubble had begun to spread like wildfire from his face, down his front torso, and onto his sheath and balls. "I know, but it will go away soon," Eddy said and pulled Alex into a passionate kiss.