Diogenes and the Things Deer to Him
#4 of The Life of Diogenes
Just letting the stories come as they will. No real rhyme or reason.
Diogenes
had never considered himself a voyeur, and had rarely ever watched pornography.
But sitting there, in what at least seemed like real life, watching a dragon
and two big felines going at it was pretty intense. In fact, he couldn't think
of any human that he would have enjoyed watching more than he was these three. He
wasn't certain why, but there seemed to be a certain joy in their movements; a
certain freedom to do as they pleased. From what he had seen of the few porno
films he had watched, the actors just seemed either bored with what they were
doing or just plain sloppy. He
himself was feeling the need to join in. They way they were going at it however
was perfect with just three. He was wondering who in this world he might call
on next, but was unsure how to proceed. He contemplated what other form or
forms he might be interested in. He had no clue if there any limits to the
bounty this world might offer. He got
thinking about how Pomeroy said that his body could take all kinds of abuse.
While cruelty was beyond his nature, he had to admit a certain curiosity about
the physics that ruled this place. After all, he was presently witnessing a
dragon cock fitting into places it shouldn't. That
led him to other ponderings. What kinds of things did people dream up? What was
the weirdest? But weird was in the eye of the beholder. He was about to call up
something that he found strange, but hesitated in case he might inadvertently
create something on his own. After all, he had created food. Might his thoughts
generate more creatures as well? Therefore
he sat in silence until the three were finished. By now he was back to being totally
horny. "Kakhra!
Or any of you for that matter. Is it still possible for me to create new
forms?" They
looked from one to another. "Why would you want to?" "I
don't. I want to investigate what already exists, and I want to make sure I
don't make matters worse by creating more." "Oh, I
see. I think you would need to put forth purpose into a new creation. If you're
looking to find someone, I think that all you would need to do is think about
them. If they exist, they will appear as did the dragons." Dressen nodded in
agreement. "Yes! I
was sitting there bored one second and in a room full of my fellows the next. I
think that all you would need to do is..." He
stopped talking because he was looking down at a collection of cartoony looking
woodland creatures. "Well I'll be damned..." The
creatures were looking around in amazement, and perhaps in mild terror.
Diogenes knelt down to their level. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised." The
little fawn backed away. So did his little bunny friend. The skunk raised its
tail and held its ground. The
fawn spoke in a faltering voice. "What kind of dream is this? No one has
summoned us in forever and now we are to be subjected to this kind of torture?" The
tiger sat down on the ground. "I didn't mean to frighten you. I was curious if
anyone had ever created something like you before. I suppose a childish dream
must on occasion develop into a real entity." The
rabbit came forward and tapped his big feet nervously on the floor. "What the
hell are you talking about? And who the hell are you?" "My
name is Diogenes. And you would be Thumper, Flower and Bambi, am I correct?" The
three looked at each other. "Yes," they said cautiously. Dressen
puffed out some smoke in laughter. "Chill you guys. He's a creator." The
fawn's eyes lit up. "For real?" "Yes
for real!" "I've
never seen another creator before!" He reached out and touched the tiger. "You
feel more real than my own master. Of course, I haven't seen him in ages." The
rabbit and the skunk nodded in agreement. "Can I
ask you three what you did for him?" Diogenes was suppressing any expectations.
Bambi
drew himself up as tall as he could manage. "Whatever he wanted!" "Like?" "What
do you think?" the fawn yelled angrily. "Each and every time it was supposed to
be a breaking of our innocence and our gentle and kind natures. He was too
stupid to realize that after the first time, the matter became moot. Do you
want to know how many times I had to put on a show for that jerk?" "No,
not really. So you don't have any innocence left. How would you like freedom? It may help make
things better." The
fawn looked to the dragon. "What's this nit going on about?" "He has
the power to release us from our slavery." "Bullshit!" "Truth!" The
little deer turned to the tiger. "Listen buddy, if what he says is true, I'd
suffer through anything once to be free." "Well
too bad. I wasn't thinking of making anyone suffer. I do have these itches that
keep appearing, and I find it helps to have them scratched in just the right
way. Are you interested?" "Like I
said... But you don't look like the type who'd be interested in ass fucking a juvenile
deer. But then I don't know you. How do you like it?" "Whoa
now. What about your friends. Shouldn't this a one for all and all for one
deal?" Thumper
and Flower came forward. "Count us in. What's the worst that could happen?" All
three went from looking cute to bending over with their tails raised. Diogenes
just couldn't bring himself to act on it. He touched the deer, then the rabbit
and finally the skunk. They each fell down in turn. It took them a moment to
get up, largely because their body mechanics had shifted considerably. Bambi
was standing, very wobbly, on two legs. He was older looking and complete with
antlers, yet still maintained his fawn coat, complete with spots. Thumper was
handling his transformation better, because his feet helped to stabilize him. Flower
was examining his new body with delight. Bambi
said what they were all thinking. "I don't know who you are, but count me in on
anything you want!" "Well I
think that would be obvious. I mean, I can't really do it with a bunch of kid's
cartoon characters, but with a little update and I think you're ready to roll!" Indeed,
they were less cartoony and mush more realistic looking. The deer had strong
legs and arms, and while not overdone in any respect, was a much more mature
and appealing fantasy. So were his companions. Diogenes had quickly overcome
his hesitation with male on male interaction with Pomeroy, and was eagerly
looking forward to more variations. Now he
had three to deal with. He could think of several scenarios, but found only one
to be to his approval at the present time. He laid it out for them, and while
it raised some eyebrows, they found it much less objectionable to the things
they had done in the past. The promise
that they would be enjoying themselves sweetened the pot. Diogenes
was rather surprised to learn that so many here suffered so much. Apparently people took out there aggression
here, which might be good in his own world, but not so good for the folks that
populated this unusual place. He
created a suitable setting, adjusting the area around them into a private, and
perfectly sculpted place for their activity. Bambi was to be the focus. Flower
was set on a bar stool fixed to the floor. The deer was standing before him.
Thumper was on his knees under the deer. Diogenes was in back. The
deer started off by taking in Flower's cock and sucking it. The skunk about
went catatonic. He had enough sense to grab the deer by the horns and hang on.
After that, Thumper took in the deer's cock, coaxing it out of its hiding
place. The deer let out a groan. Diogenes lifted the deer's tail, stretching
his ass until the bright pink was visible. He pressed his cock against it and
pushed, willing an easy entry. It slid
in with an ease that made him wonder. He was sporting a sizable cock; not
stupidly huge but bigger than was necessary. Heck, he had no idea how long he
might be in this world, so if he could make himself happy whilst here, he was
going to go for it. Having been average in everything his whole life, he was
now in the position to change all that. He
pushed in, reveling in the tightness of the deer's ass. He had never been all
that gone on the back door thing, but here it seemed normal. Of course, he had
no idea how many males or females there were in existence in this world. Poor
Dressen had been neither. What a way to live, if living was the proper term for
these creatures. He soon
forgot about worrying and concentrated on the matter at hand. Or rather, both
hands. He had his paws locked on the hips of that sexy deer. He could see the
skunk, arms locked around those antlers, thrusting his hips ever so slightly
into that cervine mouth. Bambi had his newly created hands braced against the
stool. A look
at Thumper spoke volumes that the rabbit could handle more than carrots. In fact,
his present demonstration was that he could swallow them whole! Diogenes was
almost envious of the deer. He
worked in a few experimental pushes, seeing how his partner would react. He had
every intention of being nice, but at the same time he had the need to unload.
This ménage a trios, plus one, was something that had never penetrated his
fairly simple dreams. Now he was penetrating more than he had ever thought
possible and the alterations to this combo were too numerous to count. Satisfied
that everyone was happily occupying their niches, he proceeded to ram it home.
He had never been a sportsman, the hunting type, but he was thinking up some
pretty wild things they could do along those lines. As it was, he was rather
happy doing what he was doing now. The
matter he found the strangest though was that everyone here seemed so
different. Not weird different, which was true nonetheless, but each one acted
as an individual entity. He wasn't sure what he would have expected, but he
figured they would all be rather bland and two dimensional. But his cock was
surrounded on all sides by hot pink flesh, and his paws had a grip on soft
brown fur. It couldn't get much more real than that! Flower
was sitting there, eyes closed, paws working the deer's rack like the handle of
a tire pump. Apparently that was good enough to inflate his libido (among other
things), because all of that pressure he was building up erupted with a
vengeance. He let go and held onto the stool as he pumped the deer's mouth for
all he was worth. With
the skunk out of the way, Diogenes lean in and grabbed the antlers. "Hang on!"
were the words he whispered in that cute brown ear as he prepared to pick up
the pace. Thumper grabbed a hold of the
deer's thighs in an attempt to stabilize himself as the pace quickened. He soon found himself being deep throated by
the sheer force of two bodies against his single one. Despite this, he found
the sensation to be invigorating. It was absolutely better than anything he had
endured before. When the
deer let loose, he was going to stay until his friend had spent every drop of
his fluid. That was when his cock was pulled unceremoniously out of his mouth.
Thumper fell backwards as the deer was suddenly lofted skyward. Diogenes
had felt the deer tighten up. Without warning he hauled him up in the air and
used that wonderful cervine body to stroke his own cock. He had his big strong
paws underneath his armpits, and was pushing him down until they both thought
something would break. Of course, it was all a dream, so to speak, so that
would only happen if you wanted it to. Diogenes
was aware of this, and wished for nothing more than for the hole to stay and
firm and tight as it was at that moment. He also wished the best for his new
friend, hoping that he was feeling as good as he was. Thus, the two nearly went
mad with the exponential buildup of pleasure. Bambi
was bleating in an undignified manner, each ram of the cock loosening his vocal
cords. Diogenes was literally crushing him with his powerful grip. Soon the deer's head was jerking back and
forth, no longer under his control. Through it all, the tiger just kept going,
squeezing out more and more time from his new favorite dream. The
deer was nearly in tears. He wasn't in pain, which was what he had expected.
No, he was in lust. He was in such joy that he did have words. He simply went
limp, allowing his new master to do as he was doing. Even when the big fellow
dropped them to the floor and turned his body one hundred and eighty degrees
until they faced one another, he didn't object. Not
even when the tiger sped up to a blur did he complain. If this was what he
could expect from now on, then his existence now had some worth. Some might
find this degrading, but not him. He could feel the care this creator was
taking, even with the abuse he seemed to be dishing out. When
the end came, the tiger looked like he was trying to tear the deer in half. Two
legs and two arms were flopping about like they had no bones in them. His head
was only remaining still because his antlers were locked into the floor.
Diogenes willed a little life into his limp partner. A reddish pink cock
emerged once again. He got
the attention of Thumper, who hadn't gone very far. The rabbit got the idea. He
climbed up and wiggled his furry butt over the waiting cock. The deer just
about blew his load right then. The friction in his ass was almost too
pleasurable to bear any longer, and now his own cock was buried deep. With a
roar, Diogenes let loose with the force strong enough o render an elephant
immobile. The rabbit hung on for all he was worth as that pounding reached a crescendo. As the
violence of the act subsided, Thumper found he had to take over. In true rabbit
stle he shifted into fast mode and soon had things smoking hot. By the time the
deer let loose, he felt as though he would never ever be able to stand again,
on four feet let alone two. Diogenes
surveyed the aftermath of his pleasant perversion. "Well deer me! I went from fawning
over a little deer to fucking a buck! This just keeps getting better and
better.