{"sf1_id":820039,"sf2_id":"A1pYb9Ge","title":"Tom the deer - introduction","author":"Blackraven2","words":1167,"posted_at":"2015-02-15T22:18:00.000Z","tags":["Body swap","Female","Transformation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/820039-tom-the-deer-introduction","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/A1pYb9Ge","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c1/f6/c1f67f60-e56b-465b-a5cd-8b52b2902d27","description":"#1 of Tom the deer\n\nTom (Tomoko) has been hit by lightning. When she opened her eyes she was a deer.\nThis is the intro to a series of short (or not so short) stories most of which I will likely upload to Inkbunny.\nSome might have to stay placeholders due to content restrictions.\nHint: Since this is Sofurry, this is where the stuff not allowed on Ikbunny will go ;)","content":"This is a story about Tom the deer.\n\nTom's real name was actually Tomoko. She just always had been a bit of a  \ntomboy - even when she had still been human.\n\nHer mother had always been a bit concerned that she rather played with toy  \ncars and spaceships instead of princess dolls like most of the other girls in  \nher age, but then her grandma had taken her mother aside and told her: \"Don't  \nworry, you were the same when you were young, she'll come around when she gets  \nolder.\"\n\nThing was, she didn't get her chance to get older.\n\nTomoko died the day of her thirteenth birthday - at least officially - That  \nday her parents had taken her and some friends she had invited to her birthday  \nparty to a local petting zoo.\n\nTom had taken shelter under a fir tree when the sudden downpour of a summer  \nstorm had started. There she stood, together with one of the zoos young deer.  \nThe animal had been really afraid from the thunder, and had stared at Tom with  \nits big brown eyes.\n\nTomoko had always felt a close connection with animals. Sometimes it was  \nalmost empathic, but this time it was as if even their sous actually touched,  \nas if they were sharing one mind. For a short split second.\n\nThen came the cracking white hot searing flash that changed everything and  \ntore them apart forever.\n\nTom felt herself thrown to the ground. Her whole body was in searing pain,  \ncramped and burning. She couldn't move, only tremble, and she couldn't get any  \nair in her cramped lungs.\n\nThen she saw her mum, her dad, too. They ran over in tears and were screaming,  \neven though she couldn't hear any noise at all. Her ears were momentarily  \ndeaf, ringing from the devastating cracking explosion of the lighting strike.  \nShe watched her parents lean over the charred smoldering body that was laying  \nmotionless on the ground just a few feet from herself.\n\nShe saw the tree she had stood under, cracked down the middle of its trunk,  \ncharred, and still smoking despite the rain. And that charred body must be  \nwhat was left of the deer, dead, on the ground, hit by lightning.\n\nJust why were her parents tending the dead deer? Why were they ignoring her?  \nShe was hurt, she was in pain. She wanted to call out, but only a coarse bleat  \nescaped her lips. She stared at her hands, but saw only twitching hooves.\n\nThats when she realized that the dead body on the ground in front had her  \nclothes on. And hair too, her hair, although singed and charred. Then her gaze  \nfell on her own lifeless face, one eye staring expressionless into nothing,  \nthe other charred beyond recognition by the lightning strike.\n\nThe sight burnt itself into her brain. Even years later she would sometimes  \nsee that image in a nightmare just before she woke up in sweat.\n\nExcept this nightmare had been real. She had died that day. Except that in  \nsome weird way she had been spared. Instead, this poor frightened animal had  \nswapped places with her the moment of her death, and had given its body for  \nher.\n\nTom took minutes to get her new body's senses together enough to get up and  \nget someones attention. In fact it had been a close call. She had nearly been  \npassed out by the time her lungs had finally responded and she had been able  \nto breathe on her own.\n\nIt was one of her friends, Mark, that came over. They were as shocked as  \neveryone, but her friends hadn't been allowed to go to the hospital in the  \nambulance in which they had brought her parents and the dead girl away.\n\n\"Hey, look, the deer's still alive!\" Mark called out, almost as if it was an  \naccusation. Why had the deer survived when their friend was dead?\n\nTom then had managed to lift her head and looked at him, slightly insulted.  \nHer arm, or rather her front leg, hurt. Her fur and skin were singed from the  \nlightning strike. But at least this body that wasn't hers now responded to her  \nthoughts.\u0026nbsp; She managed a few bleats, trying to move her tongue and lips in a  \nway to articulate words.\n\nIt sorta worked. At least Mark made a puzzled face and kept with her.\n\n\"Maaa ..\u0026nbsp; sss mee ... Tahm\" she managed to squeeze out. It wasn't really  \ncomprehensible speech. Likely it was more wishful thinking than actually understanding  \nwhat she said, but it did the job. Mark's jaw dropped.\n\n\"Tom, is that you?\u0026nbsp; That can't be ....\"\n\nTom nodded vigorously. A second later Mark was hugging her as if he wanted to  \nsqueeze her to death, tears in his eyes.\n\n\"Guys, come over!\" he shouted, his voice hoarse from crying. \"Tom is alive!  \nShe's the deer now!\"\n\nOf course they didn't believe him either. But they came over, and it didn't  \ntake much more than a few looks and head gestures to turn their glimmers of  \nhope into tears of joy.\n\nIt actually took a lot more effort to get her parents to believe the story, but  \neventually they had shown up too. It had been a heartbreaking scene, and Tom  \nwas slightly embarrassed about it, when she thought back about it later, but  \nright away, she had a different issue to deal with.\n\nTom was a deer now. A white tail doe to be exact. And that was as tricky for  \nher as for the society she lived in. Luckily for her, her parents took care  \nand shielded her from most of the attention.\n\nTomoko's uncle was the major of the little town they lived in. His best friend  \nowned the local newspaper. That made it relatively easy to protect Tomoko from  \ntoo much nation wide attention, or becoming subject to tests in secret  \nlaboratories to find out how a girls consciousness could fit into a deer's  \nskull.\n\nInstead the paper printed a small cover story about the tragic accident and  \nthe family that had adopted the little tame doe in honor of their deceased  \ndaughter.\n\nAll her friends of course knew the real story, and so did her teachers  \n(although she would happily have skipped school for the rest of her life) and  \nthe doctor who had his practice down the street. Even the local police was  \n\"in\" on the secret, just to make sure no officer was accidentally mistaking Tom  \nfor a feral deer loose in town.\n\nLucky for Tom the attention she got was mostly short lived. The first weeks  \neveryone at school wanted to see her, to see if the story was real. Some  \nwanted to pet her, others made fun of her, others again asked embarrassing  \nquestions, but after a while the deer in class became almost a normality.\n\nHer speech improved, and so did her abilities to control her body, and  \neventually she was able to live an almost normal life.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}