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(M tf whitetail, F tf reindeer, FtM tf water deer, MtF tf moose, M tf red deer)

Dan, Juniper, Dennis, Jen, Duncan, and Kelly had been planning a camping trip for some time. Their kingdom had just traded some land and there is a good sized forest on the new plot of land, so they wanted to be the first to hike out to it and camp there. Exploring new lands! You would think all the prep time while the royals cut red tape would mean that they were all ready to go when it finally happened but, unfortunately Dennis' girlfriend Kelly could not make it. Things came up just before they set out, but Dennis was still eager to see the new land and decided to come solo.

Dan and Jen were a couple you see, and Duncan and Juniper are also a couple. It would have been three couples but now Dennis is the odd one out because Kelly is a no-show. That had been a bit of a lie on his part... what had 'come up' that caused Kelly to bounce is that they broke up. But he told everyone else she was just busy, so they would not pity him. He wanted to forget about it as quickly as possible out in the woods, hoping the trip would help him forget.

As they made the long hike out there though, and setting up camp... they couples all helped one another work, splitting the tasks of setting up camp. Seeing the other couples enjoying themselves only reminded him of what he had lost. But how could he stay with her knowing she cheated on him?? That poker game was the most embarrassing defeat he had ever suffered. Five of a kind?! That isn't a real hand! There is only supposed to be four of each card in a deck! Also she brought her new boyfriend to the poker game, so when he called her out on cheating he discovered she was cheating because she assumed he meant with the other man and not the card game which was embarrassing for everyone.

Dennis wandered into the woods to 'scout the area' when in reality he was just trying to get away from the other cute couples. There must be lots of deer in these woods because there is plenty of good walking trails in spite of humans not coming here in a good long time. Packed by hooves rather than feet. He wandered in the dense leafy brush below the canopy of giant, undisturbed trees and found his way to a large pond. The trails converging here told him the deer often use this to drink from. There is a very small, shallow stream that forks several times on a cliff cut by the water flow itself, before trickling down into the pond to feed it more water. The stream is so small you could step directly in it and there wouldn't be enough water to cover your shoe.

Because birds also drink from this place, they tend to drop seeds their body cannot break down around here, which bloom into flowers that line the water's edge. A while mottled rainbow of various flowers so large and tall they are almost at Dennis' hips. Wow! Such a beautiful sight, surely this will help him forget Kelly. Oh shoot, he didn't mean to remember her name like that. Y'know, he used to get her flowers like... ah, shit he is remembering her again.

"It would help if the narrator didn't keep bringing her up."

Yea, well... yea, that's fair. Dennis shuffled his way through the tall flowers, trying not to accidentally trample them as he made his way to the waterside to put his hands in the cool water, when a large bug fluttered out from one of the flowers right beside his head!! He cried out in surprise and struck her, knocking her into still more flowers and tumbling off to the ground before abruptly launching herself back into the air at eye-level! It is a... woman. A woman with the colored wings of a damselfly.

"What the HELL man, why would you hit me like that?! Do I even KNOW you??"

"I-uh, I, wh- huh? I thought you were a bug about to attack me! Whuh- what... are... you?"

Her expression softened and she puffed out her nude chest and put her tiny hands on her hips. "I am a MacGuffin! Er, I mean a Faerie!"

"What was that first thing?"

"Huh?"

"Wait, so you know how to use magic and stuff, like the legends say?"

"Aye!"

The tiny Fae had freakishly long eyelashes for her diminutive size, and breasts the size of strawberries... which, is giant on her, given her entire body is only seven inches tall. She doesn't wear any clothing on her body, but she does have a tiny pine cone behind her head to hold her extremely long hair up in. There is still quite a few stray strands of the golden locks dangling all over the place. A bit disturbingly- her pupils are so enormous that her eyes simply look solid black, you cannot see her iris without shining a light directly into her face.

Dennis pondered only a moment before deciding to simply ask- opportunity only knocks once, after all. "I-if you can use magic... could you do me a favor?"

"I dunno how willing I should be to help you after you almost gave me a concussion, but... what is it?"

"Could you turn me into a deer??"

"No- wait yes! Wait... no, yea, I could do that. Wait, but why?"

"I don't really have anything going for me as a human. Human world is just too... noisy, too many working pieces. Every 'cog' in the machine ends up feeling useless by itself. It would be better if I could find a lover to share the burden with but... I keep failing at that too."

"Wow, you suck."

"Yea b-" He furrows his brows and pauses a moment in disappointment in her before he continues. "BUT- there are a lot more doe than stags out there, if I were a deer I could find plenty of action! And my only responsibility would be keeping myself alive and enjoying the forest."

"Hmmm, but, wouldn't you miss all the human things you can do? Deer don't have hands you know."

"Not if you turn my mind into a cervine one as well."

"Well, sounds like you've thought this through a lot further than I am willing to, so, sure, let's do it!"

The little Fae waved her tiny arms in the air over the pond and glowing runes danced in an out of visibility around her and the water below rippled in odd patterns. She did not know any transformation spells really, which made her hesitate but she does possess the ability of imagination! Yes, every time you imagine something, it is because it actually exists, elsewhere. Rather than people progressing through time- we flow through the possibilities, pushed forward by time. That means every conceivable possibility already exists, right now- the energy that is our being just isn't currently flowing through those other facets. Another body of energy that calls itself you exists there instead.

Imagined worlds and scenarios are basically feedback experiences from other instances of your 'self' that are currently flowing in a part of the universe where that scenario is actually playing out. The fact Dennis has thought this through means that he imagined himself as a deer, which means he has recently established brief contact with a version of himself that was always a deer. Using Dennis' imagination, the Fae bridged the gap, and created a new pathway between the two divergent paths of reality. Because deer-Dennis and human-Dennis are the same entity, when brought together they simply become one.

The Fae nodded to herself, looking at the reflection in the pond. Dennis could not see what she seen from his angle- but his reflection in the pond is now that of a stag, not a man. "There! It is done!"

Dennis looked at his hands then back to the Fae. "Uh...?"

She lowered her brows. "It takes time, jeeze. You have technically already merged- what you imagine the other you to be living is now your actual memory of doing it. But your mortal shell isn't as flexible as your mind and essence are- so it will take a little bit for your physical being to deform into its perceived shape."

"How long do you figure?"

"I don't know, how many other people do you think I have turned into deer before??"

And so Dennis returned to camp as a human for now. It did not take him long to notice some differences though. He thought his awkward erection was just from looking at a busty naked woman the same size as his penis, but over an hour later it was still there. His imagined deer-self had the run of the forest and got all the doe to himself, so his other self was horny often, not just in the rut. Now Dennis was the one in the camp and the other couples had wandered off hiking so he figured he might as well deal with this now that he is alone.

He plopped down in his open tent, looking at the still unused fire pit they all made, though imagining how this magic will turn out in the end as he pulls his dick out, weighing his pants and underpants down with his balls as he works his shaft. It took his fist a few trips down to the base of his dick to notice his pubes were unusually soft now; a slow transition to fur rather than coarse hair. The coloration was also starting to fade, slowly turning white.

Dennis did not know if he was feeling changes or just psyching himself out. Subtle differences in feeling all over his body, like the magic testing where it should start. His dick started to tingle- the veins tighten and fatten up, almost as if he were wearing a cock ring. Dennis groaned and gripped it a little tighter, pulling back and suddenly there was a sharper, itchy feeling at his foreskin. The feeling made him tug back on it harder to try and indirectly scratch the itch and his eyes widen as his penis starts to lengthen!

His shaft grows longer, but only past where his foreskin is! His urethra seems to get longer a shade faster than the rest, causing the glans of his penis to become a bit pointed looking, trying to keep up with the urethra. The veins pressing into the inside of his hands soften as it expands, but then fatten up again, and then another expansion! His dick bucks aggressively against his grip, so Dennis lets it angle a bit further and further up toward his face, and as he does... the skin of the shaft knits itself to the rest of him!! It is fusing to his underside!

The glans at the end become deformed worse, pointier and narrower- almost erasing the ridge entirely on the top but not the bottom. Having shifted the mass around a bit- the two rounded points of the glans on either side of the frenulum become larger and more bulbous... though the frenulum itself is now gone. His foreskin far too far down the shaft to function like that anymore. What had been his foreskin was now fully merged with his underside... making it a sheath. From Dennis' perspective his cock looked like it was shaped like a heart! Because of the two bulbs of the remnant glans are on top and the narrower, tapered shaft below; it is heart shaped, but only at that angle, and only when fully flared.

He feels something pressing against his tail bone all of a sudden- but realizes quickly it is the other way around. He has grown a fuzzy cone of a tail! He feels an odd pressure in his foot, in two different directions at once. His big toe feels an inward pressure while his other four feel an outward pressure! He cannot see through his shoes to notice the dark coloration bleed into the nails as the keratin layers thicken drastically making his toenails block-like.

Only when the pleasure sharpens at orgasm does it occur to Dennis that his dick is pointed at his face and he has no way to aim it away- the sheath won't let him! He turns his head at the last moment before he erupts cum to the side of his head! His urethra stretches wide around the pillars of white it erupts over and over! His chest heaves in half-moans half-chuckles as he revels in his immense orgasm. Normally deer have very short ejaculations and their stamina is a hair-trigger... but thanks to the Fae two instances of the same person are overlapping... they only need one body. So the traits of the unwanted body are being converted into cum, allowing him to ejaculate an amount that should be physically impossible for either species. Just a wonderful little side-effect.

He chuckles to himself as he examines his changes while catching his breath in the aftermath. It worked! The little Fae did it! He is changing fairly quickly too. The increased blood flow thanks to his arousal seems to have given it a burst of speed. Everything checks out as deer too- she did not muck anything up. He pulls his pants down a bit in the back to let his tail out and as if on cue the fuz on the tail erupts into a bushy tuft! Orange-brown on top, white below, able to be raised like a white flag to signal others. The tail of a Whitetailed deer. Not bad- nothing fancy. Basically the 'white bread' of deer. When his dick returns flaccid, the two bulbs of the glans vanish entirely- when soft they are perfectly level with the rest of the shaft making them effectively invisible. The shaft slips entirely into its new sheath, hidden away in what had formerly been a foreskin. It does look a bit odd at the moment though- since the fur has yet to cover it.

Deeper into the woods, several large figures climb out of the pond by the Fae, though do not disturb the surface of the water as they emerge. The Fae is using a large flower as a chair while she brushes her long messy hair with her fingertips. She furrows her brow and turns just in time to miss everything that had happened behind her, then looks down into the reflection on the water.

"Hmm, I wonder if I should close that portal? Or would that mess up his transformation?" After a few moments she shrugs and resumes combing her hair. "Eh, probably fine."

Duncan and Juniper wandered their way toward the pond now though- so the Fae quickly got up and fluttered away. The last human she met almost knocked her unconscious the moment he saw her and then started asking for favors! She is just going to avoid these ones.

Juniper was giggling as Duncan kept leaning over her shoulder to whisper nothings into her ear as they walked. She gasps and kneels once she gets to the many flowers around the pond, smelling them. The water is fairly calm aside from the trickle of the tiny waterfall that feeds it, so the colors of the flowers continue over the water as a reflection.

They both blush and look up as they hear the breathy, rhythmic grunts of two large animals going at it! Hard to spot from where they are- the two beasts are not going anywhere so they are eventually found out. Over the small cliff and further into the forest so partially obscured under the shade of trees is two deer going at it. Gay deer? Both have antlers. At this distance they are unable to see that the bottom in this pair has very shaggy pale grey fur on its neck almost forming a mane; it is not a deer, it is a caribou. Which means, given the season- it is, in fact, female. The deer riding her has a much larger rack, so it could have also just been a show of pride. Males will occasionally mount one another even if they are not gay; to show dominance.

Juniper just glanced at Duncan who flexed his eyebrows at her, making her giggle and roll her eyes back. She knelt down at the waterside to cup and drink some of the clear, calm pond water. Duncan looked at her butt pointing at him as she bends over and smiled and puts his hands on her sides. He was already teasing her, seeing if she wanted to have a little fun since they are off by themselves in the forest, but after spotted the rutting animals not that far from them he was awash with hormones hitting him so suddenly he almost felt dizzy. His erection tenting his pants as he bumps her butt with his hips. She can feel the bulge of his erection wedged between her butt cheeks through both layers of fabric!

Juniper giggled again. "Not here, you caveman!"

"Why not, they are." He nodded toward the beasts still going at it further into the woods.

"Heh, y-yea...hmm..." She nudged her hips back, humming in pleasure, feeling the heat radiating off his stone-hard cock. Her breathing becoming a bit more rapid... her nostrils enlarging slightly. "Y-yeh..."

She pushed herself up with her arms against the rounded stones of the pond's side, but her back arched steeply, because her butt was still aimed up at Duncan. A bubble of bone formed on both of their forehead, with a light layer of powder-soft fuz over them, forming two spots just in front of their temples!

Duncan went to remove her pants but flinched as her pants nudged themselves down! A bushy plume of a tail flicked its way out from under her pants, nudging the garments down to make room for itself. Since when did she have a tail?! Before he could question it, she rammed his crotch with her butt again, more insistent now! Now Juniper is dizzy with horniness, her stag better deliver on all that teasing! Duncan groaned, a strange, itchy feeling as his dick becomes so erect it starts to peel further out from the foreskin that it should be able to, the itchy feeling two layers of skin rapidly dividing as it grows. His dick now starting to peek over the waist of his pants on its own, overgrowing the pants!!

He forgets the tail for now and scrambles to unzip his pants, letting the beast. Juniper wiggles her own pants down to expose her butt to him. Duncan thrusts in so aggressively she almost falls face-first into the water! She has to brace herself well against the rocks to prevent him from thrusting her straight over. Her tail lifts automatically, and flinches with each thrust in, from the pleasure.

Duncan was so horny and his dick was experiencing pleasure entirely on its own, on top of the pleasure he was now feeling stretching Juniper's insides around his growing shaft! It felt like he would explode any second but did not. His penis alternating between almost achingly erect to only semi erect. The veins fatten, then soften, then fatten again. His dick keeps hitting its limit on blood pressure, but then grows a bit causing the blood pressure to lower- before repeating the cycle, getting a bit bigger each time. The foreskin getting further and further behind, because only the dick beyond that point grows, and none of it gets thicker- only longer, making it look increasingly narrow for its size.

"Oooh- huh, huh, huhhyyeaaa...." He rolls his head back while clapping his nuts over her upper crotch with each forward thrust.

The bumps on his head grow into fuzzy cones, then long furry horns! Then still bigger as they start to branch. The exact same thing is happening with Juniper- becoming visible over the back of her head as they expand. Though the two sets do not match- the shape is a bit different. Duncan starts to grunt from thrusting hard and fast- Juniper keeps pushing her butt into him more and more, so he keeps having to re-position his feet to keep going.

In reality she couldn't have thrust her butt into him any more than she already was... it just felt like she is, because her ass is expanding. Her butt is getting bigger and rounder! Her pubes turned soft and white and bushy, then overtook her entire crotch! Then her inner thighs, then started to wrap around!! Fur spread from her tail over her entire rump, making it almost entirely white except for a triangle over either side of her hip which is a base brown in color, as well as the very base on the top of her tail.

Her hips lift into the air further, forcing her to spread her legs apart to try and not to accidentally shove Duncan off her. Her legs are both growing in size and getting much longer. Her feet are rapidly stretching longer and longer- popping her heels out of her shoes without meaning to and then her toes pull the sock off more skin. The exposed portion of her feet quickly develop shaggy fur as if in reply to being exposed. Her largest toe draws inward as if trying to implode on itself, quickly becoming the smallest of her toes instead. The others enlarge- the outer two quite a bit but only half as much as the inner two which quickly become so large they deform the entire shape of the foot to accommodate them. Her nails turn charcoal grey and so thick that they shove the surrounding skin aside, overtaking the ends of her digits as pyramid-shaped blocks, cutting the ends of her socks open with their sharp edges.

Her pants are forced further and further down, but because her legs are also growing in size the pants get caught around her knees and pulled too taut to be able to slide down, then the seams start to creak. Her hips and legs expanding caused her butt to be angled even further up into the air because her body is now very lop-sided, her top half is tiny compared to the bottom. As her pants were yanked completely back by her growth she moaned and rocked her hip at a pleasurable feeling. Juniper reaches down to feel herself and finds four stiff nubs of flesh on her crotch! She rubs them aggressively, yanking on them and rolling the flesh between two fingers. It feels good. They are so tight- manipulating them aggressively is like the satisfaction of scratching and itch. She is too horny and it feels too good for her to question at the moment why she has four teats in the first place.

Duncan is worried he will slip out of her as her hips keep getting raised further into the air, at first going on the fronts of his feet to stay angled into her correctly, then his toes. It should hurt to stand like that for any length of time but oddly he felt fine. Because his feet were transforming in the exact same way- though unlike Juniper his fur started from the backs of his feet and crept slowly up his legs. It is also red-brown while hers is a dark base brown, up to her butt and crotch which is entirely white. Duncan eventually got white hairs up there too, but only on his crotch and the very underside of his tail- so a much narrower window of white.

As their pleasure increased, so did the size of the forming antlers on their heads! Duncan's grew larger even larger still than hers, and they take a shape that resembles two outstretched hands- with really pointy fingers. Juniper's antlers are more U shaped, they go a little bit forward and quite far back, but do not spread much at all to either side, they have a much tighter, more uniform shape than Duncan's.

His hands are on the small of her back, leaning his weight onto her slightly. The transformation of his own legs allowing him to keep up with hers- but her butt became massive while his did not change at all. Her shoes also suddenly explode! While his forming hooves are rather narrow and dainty- hers are very wide and large, overfilling the shoes and rupturing them, in spite of the fact 90% of what had formerly been her foot isn't even IN the shoe anymore. The middle two toes become the primary segments of the hoof- the outer two are drawn back to become the dewclaws. The former 'big' toe is regressed into nothing at all, devolving completely out of existence to feed the growth of the rest.

Duncan's phallus evolved the same as Dennis' has, except his gains a fine coating of white fur over his balls and sheath by the time he finishes! Both Duncan and Juniper groan- their foreheads feel so tight. Heavy. Antlers so huge!

"Nnn-nnnghha-hah-HAH!" She rocks her head back- her antlers framing either side of Duncan!

Her pussy puts a death grip on his shaft and ripples inward, her hips and legs trembling as she hits orgasm! The fluttering of the wet folds of her inner pussy quickly fires Duncan over the edge! Her pussy starts gushing fluid! His ejaculation is absurdly long and massive! Both erupting unneeded human traits. But at this exact moment, the velvet on their antlers hit critical limit! With a few stray drops of blood- the velvet is overfilled and cannot keep up with the growth of the bone inside and their antlers explode out of the velvet sheathing! First Juniper as she climaxes, then Duncan. The velvet ruptured so hard and fast it flung itself off, only leaving a few tattered scraps of flesh and fur dangling from a few tines. A red deer stag topping a reindeer... like the pair they had seen before they too started rutting.

Duncan slid out and plopped onto his butt in the leafy brush. "What... what... happened to you?"

"Huh? Hmmm, what do you mean?"

She folded her legs under herself, lowering her enlarged rump finally before turning onto her side and finally flipping over to face him and sit her butt down.

"What do you mean 'what do I mean'?! You have... antlers!!"

She looked surprised, pointing at him. "So do you!!"

The two of them were in a bit of a panic, not knowing what to do. At first thinking of getting the others for help, but then afraid to show the others at all at risk of what they may think. Their new forms did not hurt, but they also had no idea what caused it. It was also oddly... familiar. They both definitely felt the changes happening, so they were aware that they had changed. But in the aftermath they had to examine themselves as well as compare themselves against one another to realize what had changed. Once the transformation sets in- it sort of feels like that is how it had always been. Neither had walked on hooves before, yet could both do it easily, as if already knowing how.

If Dennis can imagine himself as a deer... he could also imagine the others as cervine as well- though based on personality he would imagine them as other breeds of cervine. The Fae never closed the portal, which means the alternate-reality versions of Dennis' friends are also being drawn to their counterparts, and started to bleed into one another. Like watery paint, the colors of the two realities are starting to run together.

Dennis however still had no idea because no one was at camp- Duncan and Juniper off romping at the pond. So Dennis decided to do a little wandering again himself, to try and spot one of the native deer. He will need to introduce himself if he intends to be part of the herd soon. Go figure though- Dan and Jen returned to camp with a kerchief filled with berries to eat just as Dennis left the camp.

Dennis found some deer but they got up, ready to bolt as he approached, so he kept his distance. He is not nearly deer enough himself, they do not recognize him as one of their own. They generally sleep during the day, so he left them to rest. As he walks his feet start to push into the heel and toe of his shoes at the same time. Starting to get longer- overgrowing the shoes.

He grunts and lifts his right foot to adjust, but the moment he lifts his leg his shins get a bit shorter- and in a surge his feet get longer, forcefully popping the heels out of them! He just shook his leg to let the shoe fall off the rest, and then reached down to pull the sock off himself. Pops, crunches and cracks- it sounds painful as his foot malformed and lengthens tremendously but it was a good feeling if anything. An internal pressure- bones pushing on one another, then a very mild, brief ache as the bone and muscle shuffling proportions causes the joints to bend at angles they aren't supposed to, and then the pop as it re-sets at the new proportion. Like cracking a stiff joint and then suddenly it can flex easier. A shiver of satisfaction, but in such rapid succession from all the bones changing so rapidly that it almost feels like someone tickling his feet!

The nails get so large they overtake the entire ends of his toes. His big toe feels like it is being sucked into him- imploded and stuffed instead into the other toes. The outer two grow much slower than the inner two, and slowly it starts to look like a hoof. It is weird, watching the human foot transition to the deer's. The in-between stages look like nothing; neither foot nor hoof. But slowly the hoof takes proper shape. The two primary toes becoming so big they forced the outer two back out of the way. The hundreds of tiny bones of the body of the foot grown into one another as it lengthens- no space for them to grow except into one another, fusing into a huge singular cannon bone.

Dennis stopped holding his changing foot in surprise and stumbled backwards- falling to the ground a moment as he realized the hand he was holding his foot up with while on one leg was also changing! His right foot turned hoof while his left foot was still contained in a shoe. Now his left hand is changing into a hoof too- but not the right, making him rather miss-matched.

He is used to feeling through his hands- so even though the nerve count is no different from his foot; the change of his hand feels more intimate, and thus the pleasurable satisfaction of each pop and muffled crunch of the shifting bones sends a shiver through his entire upper body! Thumb getting smaller, less defined. The nail becomes soft and slowly gets absorbed into the surrounding skin. His nails become thick and blocky, then his middle two fingers grow so large they start to stretch the entire hand longer!

Unlike with his leg; his forearms do not shorten at all as his hands get longer; because a human's legs are longer than their arms. All four of a quadruped's limbs need to be the same length. His thumb wiggles, just from the odd sensations. The skin gets smoother, pulling taut making the thumb look rounder as it devolves. Then it's more like a wiggling oval of skin. Then just a bubble, then nothing at all. The primary segments so huge they are forced forward- out from between the other two to make room, which causes the other two to fold closer together, behind them, as dew claws!

As fascinating as that was to watch and great feeling... Dennis grumbles at his form currently. He has two hooves but only one hand and one foot. He... can't walk with only one hoof. Until the other one decides to change- he cannot move. Dennis manages to use his remaining right hand to pry the too-tight shoe off his left foot and then ditch the sock. The other one grew as soon as he freed it. Maybe this one isn't, because he is no longer standing? He squirms a bit but cannot figure out how to get up with miss-matched feet. It takes him a second to realize he is sitting in an immense shadow.

Dennis flops fully back down to look straight up only to see a giant upside-down face looking at him! He so surprised, he freezes in place, afraid to spook her into accidentally stepping on him and crushing him to death! There is moose in this forest too?!

The giant cow moose plods over him casually, causing him to pull his limbs to his body out of fear of being stepped on. Her head alone is almost as big as his entire torso, never mind the rest of her! She could cover his entire head with one hoof. As she walks over though- he notices this particular moose has a little... extra. She has a four segment udder, which isn't odd... its size however, is. Normally they are almost unnoticeably tiny, except for the fat wobbling teats adorning their crotch, only getting fat and round if she is pregnant. In spite of neither being pregnant nor having a nearby calf; this moose has tits to rival a cow. Like, maybe not a diary Holstein but definitely an udder size in a league well above any moose is supposed to be.

As she walks over Dennis he has a great view of the udder wobbling around directly over his head. Not black, but a very dark shade of diffused brown. A brown that is almost grey, a grey that is almost black. Unlike a bovine; her udders have no looser trailing flesh, so it does not wobble or swing under her; it jiggles and jostles energetically. The teats only make micro-movements, jiggling subtly but easily, like they are vibrating. She walks completely over him then turns and lowers her giant head to sniff his big foot with her nostrils.

She rolls her pliable lips before opening them and licking his foot with her colossal tongue. Aaah, it's so hot and tickly! He pulls his foot back on reflex to her tickling it, but she steps forward to keep up with it, continuing to lick it! The heat from her tongue buildings up and the foot flinching from her tickles causes it to start to stretch! Her licks are transforming it!

Between the pleasure of change and the very low-angle view of the moose and her big fat udders causes Dennis' erection to tent his pants then overgrow it. It is perfectly smooth and tapered at the moment- without direct pleasure the glans will not flare to expose the head's true shape. The tingles fire through his body and seem to linger in his face... forehead? Pressure- antlers! Two bubbles of bone, then a coat of soft fur over the bumps as it develops velvet. The velvet layer has increased circulation- like temporarily scaffolding, it brings the blood flow to build up the bone before taking itself down to reveal the completed structure underneath.

His ears heat up from arousal but then they too tingle as a layer of fur grows on their backs and they pull together at the base, a slight bulge of muscle on the bottom backs to allow them to pivot around, and the body of the ear stretches. Thinner but broader- taking a leaf shape. As his foot finishes its transformation, the moose seems to lose interest in tickling him and instead turns to his erection!

The other deer did not regard him as their own, so why is a moose interested in him?? Even fully transformed, he still won't be her species. He isn't about to say 'no' to a female ten times his size. She nips at the waist of his pants and pulls them down, licking his shaft. Surprising him though- she walks over him again and then turns around and sits! Dennis is afraid she is going to sit on his head at first- which would probably pop his skull like a grape under her weight. She sits just over his head- which puts her udders on top of his face! With her butt on the ground, she leans forward and starts sucking on his dick- at this angle she can get it into her mouth; since his sheath prevents it from being angled up to get at it fully otherwise.

His balls started rolling up and down energetically in the scrotum from the pleasure right away. His dick must feel like nothing more than a pencil in comparison to the size of her mouth, but she seems amused enough anyway. The fur his pubes turned into started to overtake the sheath and balls now, coating them in white. Now fur grows on the naked knuckles of his hooves and starts to spread up his legs as well- a growing diamond shaped patch also spreads from his tail.

The front of a moose's muzzle droops a bit, because the nostrils and lips are so large they exceed the length of the actual bone supporting them. So her lips are huge, soft, and very dexterous. She slides down the shaft softly, but then clamps and sucks as she draws back, pulling on it. Because she is so huge in comparison; the suction is strong, and instigates more change.

The very head of the shaft starts to grow further out- a subtle seam now visible below the head as it starts to grow beyond! New flesh grows and folds out from the seam- which means the seam is actually the mid-point. The shaft stretches longer and longer- the skin folding out from that one point as it grows rapidly is like an itch that is both created and scratched at the same time. The veins throb fat in the shaft in an upward pulse, softening again before the entire length of the vein is engorged at once, equalizing the pressure by growing the shaft still longer to accommodate. Deeper and deeper into her mouth!

The bottom two udders completely eclipse his eyes, but also cover enough of his face that he can reach the teat with his lower lip and drag it to his mouth. Because she is so huge, her teats are like sucking on a chubby finger. He rolls his face back and forth to feel the soft, hot, smooth and rubbery skin wobble around on him.

His hidden glans flare bigger as his pleasure rises, his dick folding out even longer but still not thicker, making it seem thinner comparatively, even though it's the game girth it has always been. His antlers grow under the cover of his velvet, forking as they bend forward. Three long tines off the top rim while the body of the antler arches forward- the points aimed straight forward. The simplicity of his antlers is a sign of youth... though because the lifespan of a deer is quite different from a humans; he has the rack of a deer far younger than he actually is, just because of the desynchronized lifecycle. Like the other two; as he approaches orgasm the tension on the velvet increases dramatically. The tines of his antlers become too sharp and lance the flesh, then the pressure causes the tiny holes to explode in size- rupturing the velvet off their surface like someone just popped a balloon.

His right hand starts to shift rapidly- the tingles of pleasure linger there, building up and ushering the changes along, till he finally has a matching set of hooves on his arms and legs! He explodes cum into the moose's mouth and she eagerly gulps it down- he can feel her tongue ripple as she gulps. Again, a gargantuan load, because of all the unneeded mass from a second body. Dennis remained a bit dazed for a bit. The moose lingers a bit before wandering deeper into the woods, remembering that she was looking for someone else. The woods have become a bit confusing- because thanks to the Fae two different versions of the forest are blending into one. And the moose is not from Dennis' version.

Back at camp, Dan and Jen end up eating half the berries they picked because no one else was around to share them with. Dan decides to go get some extra firewood so they can keep a fire going all through the night instead of having to start a new one in the morning, but Jen quickly cuts him off. She steps right in his path and when he stops, she pushes her tits into him to nudge him back then pins him to a tree at the edge of camp with an arm on either side of him, and a devilish grin.

"Where you going, stud?"

"To get some wood..."

She cupped a hand to the bulge in his pants. "Looks like you already got plenty."

That is odd- he did not feel the slightest bit horny a few moments ago but then got very horny out of the blue. The awkward bulge in his pants was part of what made him want to get up and move, to try and lose the boner.

"We are on a camping trip."

"And?"

"With other people?"

"They aren't here now."

"Yea b-buh-!"

"This isn't up for discussion, if anyone is going to chop down this wood- it is me."

She kept giving him gentle shoves to nudge him backwards into the camp and then practically tackled him through the door of their tent. Dan might be a big, muscular guy but when it comes to relationships he is always the bottom. Originally just because there was no other way it could be done, but Jen liked the power and likes to be aggressive with him sometimes. Dan had trouble finding any relationships originally, because he scared most women off.

Jen unzips his fly and his underpants bulge out several inches- his dick bent in an arch against them. When she wiggles the underpants off his dick waves in the air before thudding against her midriff... touching the bottom of her ribcage. His cock is the same length as her entire forearm. And thus Dan cannot reasonably be the top, because he would crush all of a woman's internal organs with the battering ram of meat he keeps between his legs. Most woman cannot even take it in the first place- even if they wanted to, it would rip them in half.

Jen yanked his shirt up and massaged her hands up and down the front of his body, feeling all the tight, smooth crevices between his muscles. And she is on top of him, she is the one in charge. This gentle beast is hers to tame. Her ears heated up in arousal, and then tingled gently. She was too preoccupied with Dan to notice her ears becoming more leaf shaped, and getting a light layer of fur on their backs.

She crawled up his chest, then used an arm to aim his giant dong at her, pressing it between her pussy lips, then gently rolling her hips to polish his helmet head. Then on all fours she slowly nudged her way back, letting the round face of the glans slowly part her. Little more, a little more... her tail bone nudging longer into a bald little chubby cone. And then *pop*. She shivers a moment, wincing at a very brief pain of it flicking fully inside of her. Once inside her the corona flick back outward, digging into her inner walls. Once the head is this far in- it is very difficult to remove, because the corona catches on the inside of the final muscle ring that holds her vagina closed, anchoring it inside. On the other hand- the rest of the shaft is easier to push in once the head is in, because the glans is the widest part.

Jen sits further back and sits up straighter the further back she goes- so Dan does not notice her tail bone now blooming into a bushy plume. Dan couldn't really do anything but enjoy the ride, which he was used to by now. If he tries to thrust into her, he will probably just end up hurting her, plus she has him pinned in place with her body weight. Her hands on his upper midriff, tracing the contours of his abs.

His own ears start to enlarge, becoming leaf shaped, but while he is aware of the change he cannot investigate it with his girlfriend pinning him down. He can feel the backs of his ears as they slide further out on the sleeping bag below. He grunts... his body feels sort of... stiff. Tight. He starts to sweat- his body temperature rising rather quickly. Jen only gets even more turned on watching as his body hair oddly starts to grow in abundance! Grey-brown hairs on his forearms and shins! Then a patch is near-black dark brown on his chest, growing in quite dense. His pubes turn to another patch of dark, dense fur and start to spread up in a longer, thinner triangle as if trying to meet the fur on his chest. Oddly a patch of skin remains naked just over his dick... as if reserving a spot for a sheath.

Jen bottoms out on his cock, lifting her arms and hovering in place for a moment, grinning as if to show off to him that she is able to do it! Most of her weight is still on her feet however- because the head of his dick is jammed against her cervix. She is bottomed out- but he never ran out of cock. There is still an inch of exposed shaft below her that cannot fit. You can see the bulge of his massive member up from her groin, tapering off behind her stomach. Jen is unable to bounce on it till she returns to all fours, which angles his dick forward, so she leans forward and then back to bounce on it. She can feel her insides squelch around it as the massive head stretches her open, and her inner muscles clench back closed behind it.

Jen moans and hums in half-chuckles like a mad woman, enjoying this even more than usual. Gently clawing at his abs as her nails darken and bulk up. Both her and Dan groan loudly at the same time, both feel a tightness within suddenly.

You can hear a very quiet stretching sound, as Dan grows even larger than he already was. His entire body getting bigger. Jen's eyes go wide as the abs under her hands start to grow bigger than her whole fist, each! His pecs are bigger than her tits are! She furrows her brow in confusion as she watches his face, his head rolled back in pleasure but she can see his nostrils flare and enlarge on his face. The skin of his neck becomes a bit loose flabby looking, even though he clearly is not fat, by any stretch of the imagination. His lips turn from dull red to grey-red, then fully dark grey! Well... that ain't normal.

She opened her mouth to question him but all that came out was a shrill moan uncharacteristic of her. She had been taken off-guard, putting a crack in her usual dominant disposition. His dick is getting even bigger too?? She started to feel short of breath- like his cock head was putting pressure on her lungs from below! She sat partially upright and put her hands on the sleeping bag for a moment to pull herself off just to get her barring... and that is when she realized; Dan is only enlarging at half the speed she thought he was. She is SHRINKING.

Dan is getting bigger- the tightness he felt is his muscles and body enlarging. But the pressure Jen felt was inward- her body tightening because it's compacting! She attempts to pull herself off but the corona catches on the next closest muscle rib on her inner vagina and catches! He is so big compared to her that she is locked in place! She cannot even piston on his dick, she can only tug it back and forth; it cannot actually move. Her frantically clawing at things trying to pull herself free causes her hands to stretch longer, the nails getting even bigger and thicker, deforming the shape of her hands.

Jen gives up trying to squirm free and instead flops forward again and starts to bounce, bending the corona up and down inside of her. The only way this dick fits back out of her is if it goes flaccid. And now she was trying to speed things along rather than pace them out; frankly afraid his dick will impale her straight through her entire body at this rate.

Her clit was forced out of its hoodie simply because her pussy lips were stretched so far around the base of Dan's cock that the color drained out of them. But, her clit started to look a bit pointed as it twitched more aggressively. Slowly her clit started to enlarge, standing further out. More dick started to slide out of her- the head of his dick remained anchored in place; she just had less pussy to cover it. When his cock clenches hard enough her entire body is flinches forward- pulled by his dick. Like a sock puppet with someone's arm shoved up in it; his penis is so big in comparison that it dictates her actions for her.

But, Jen is supposed to be in charge! So she paws at his belly and slams herself down on that dick as hard as she can to tame the beast! He is rubbed so hard into her insides every tiny movement she makes can be felt in his dick, it does not take long for Jen to set him off. Unfortunately they are still locked in place... which means his cum has nowhere to go. And like the others have been experiencing- he also ejaculates a freakish amount.

Jen feels like someone is trying to blow her up like she were a wad of gum! The pressure shoves out against all her privates at once. Her clit twitches rapidly in response to the pleasure and grows even longer! And longer, and longer. Dan cannot tell through the blasting pleasure and immense pressure of all the cum bloating his urethra- trying to shove out of him... that his balls are shrinking with each clench. Jen is forced further and further forward; her pussy is both shrinking and being shoved off by liquid pressure. It feels like his dick may drag out half her organs along with it. Every rib of muscle lining her vagina is flicked by the corona, only to have it catch and flick on the next one down.

Finally his cock manages to force its own way out- shoving out of Jen from the force of his ejaculation and immediately flops down between his legs pumping even more cum out lazily now, while a massive explosion of it bursts from Jen. Her hips are shaking from pleasure and confused feelings, she just braces herself against it with a shocked expression. Her vagina is shrinking, the bloated feeling inside doesn't go away; as soon as the cum is gone her ovaries bloat huge and re-occupy the space. Even the clitoral hood is huge now and projecting further out of her! Her clit is like a neon pink spike, 6 inches long and still growing! It dragged the urethra up along with it... it has become a penis. The alternate forms are based on Dennis' imagination... because she is the aggressive one in charge of the relationship... Dennis imagined Jen as a male deer.

With her legs folded under her, she leans back, hands on the sleeping bag behind her with her spine arched back. Her twitching dick drooling pre and clenching so rapidly it was practically vibrating! As she moans the septum in her nose becomes wider, and longer. Her upper jaw extends slightly to put the bottom of her nose level with it- facing forward instead of down. Her mouth hangs open in confused moans as her teeth start to enlarge!

She paws at her upper crotch- afraid to touch her growing spire because of how sensitive it is. Soon her vagina closes entirely- rejecting the ovaries that had formerly been deep inside and they plop down into what had been her labia- now fused together to form a scrotum. Her ovaries are now testicles!

"Nnngh, neeeed!!"

She scrambles around and yanks his pants further down, intending to penetrate Dan on her new tool. As soon as she moves, her shoes pop off, only now making her realize both her hands and feet were freakishly long, and her nails already small hoof segments. She still has her thumbs- but they are further away from her fingers which would make holding anything very awkward.

She got between Dan's legs and gawked at him in surprise seeing how small his balls are- especially in comparison to his monumental cock. His body enlarged but his balls did the opposite- they came so hard they practically imploded. She paws at the scrotum in curiosity, and Dan shudders in unfamiliar pleasure. It... almost felt like she touched his shaft, even though she is behind it. She pushed her deformed fingers forward and it sunk into his pelvic floor further than they should be able to. His balls clench, scrotum tightening. She sinks further forward. Balls even smaller, tighter to his body, skin tightening, her fingers sink even further. A little further, then abruptly the skin splits and she falls forward as her hand sinks into his new pussy!!

Dan is shocked and confused- but Jen is too horny to think straight anyway. She immediately hops up onto him and starts thrusting her new member into the newly made hole. Her dick rings with pleasure but it also feels a bit itchy with pressure. The veins blush purple against the neon pink shaft and bulge obscenely fat. Dick getting bigger, longer! But... she is getting smaller. From between his legs her deformed hands cannot reach past his belly button. Then they cannot reach past his crotch!

Jen's stamina with a dick isn't much of anything- she erupts a giant load, stretching the urethra wide with each blast. She lulls her head back and lets out a long, drawn-out groan of release, but as she does, her canines grow gargantuan! Looking like a vampire at first the upper canines grow bigger and bigger till they grow past her chin, and then even longer than that! A bit flat when viewed head-on from the front... those aren't even teeth at this point; they are tusks. The tusks of a small male Water Deer.

She fell back off him, dazed at her own actions now that her orgasm brought her a bit of mental clarity. Her new phallus sliding back into the sheath her former clitoral hood became. "Wuh... what the hell was in those berries we ate?!"

"I don't kn-nnnngh know..."

"You okay??"

"Something... hah, sommmmmngh!"

He sat up quickly, grabbing his cock. Only half erect now it was huge but heavy and squishy to the touch, but it started to look even bigger, or at least... thicker? To Dan it felt like all his pleasure nerves triggering like he was having another orgasm, even though nothing was coming out of it. The dick started to bloat even thicker! It was starting to look obscene! The foreskin flipped back over the glans though- the wider it got, the shorter it became! It was like someone was blowing up his dick like a balloon! Bigger, wider, rounder!

He fell back and started to thrust into his hands while loosely holding the sides, frantic from the pleasure that would not stop. It was the feeling of just before it starts to erupt cum, but the cum never came, so the feeling just kept going and going. Bigger, bigger! The base was swelling now, making it look more like a giant dome rather than a wobbling sphere off his crotch. The foreskin started to spread open around the top unable to contain it anymore. Jen was just frozen in shock looking rather timid- not sure if her fucking him caused this or not.

What looked like his urethra at first stretched shallower, revealing it was only a divot, not an actual opening... his urethra was gone. More and more of the flesh exposed itself, the blood pressure darkening it to deep diffused red, then grey-brown, and then to a near-black! A two-way divot across the front of what used to be his penis, then finally the foreskin pulled far enough wide around the giant bloated mass that four teats flicked out straight, from being trapped under it!! The foreskin then stretched so tight the seam vanished entirely, becoming indistinguishable from the rest of the flesh on his four segment udders. The moose Dennis encountered in the woods at the same time THIS transformation started- was in fact the imagined version of Dan. Big but submissive... a cow moose.

Dan and Jen then frantically took the berries they plucked and tossed them into an open area to feed to the birds, watching carefully to see if the birds transformed too. They thought the berries were somehow poisoned or cursed, just because they were eating them before the changes happened. Meanwhile Juniper and Duncan think the pond was some sort of sacred land inhabited by a magical being they had somehow angered, and were talking to the forest as they wander around, hoping to appeal to the magical being to turn them back. I guess they are technically closer to the truth of the two groups, but that is a low bar to meet. Meanwhile neither Dennis nor the Fae that caused all this knew any of this was happening in the first place. Dan and Jen refused to leave camp, waiting for the others to return to somehow help. Duncan and Juniper refused to return to camp, trying to instead find what did this to them to take it back. And Dennis refused to return to camp because... well, he is turning into a deer, he won't have a use for human camps soon enough. He assumed the two couples would be too wound up in each other to even remember he was with them in the first place.

Dennis wandered the woods on his new hooves, trying to get familiar with his new home. Though... that was a bit difficult as reality was warping between two different versions of itself; but he wouldn't be able to know that without backtracking to see the places he just familiarized himself with are already different. His new changes felt natural to him, and he already felt more at peace with himself and the world. His troubled human interactions were now indistinguishable from his imagined life as a deer. Just a figment of his imagination. What had been imagined was becoming real, causing what was real to fade away. Once he fully is a deer- one version of reality will be much easier believed than the other regardless.

He feels the warmth of a pelt starting to form on him. His forearms first, then chest, then his upper back! His legs were already consumed and a patch already covered the small of his back from his tail. From the backs of his ears his hairline was being forced out at the back as the fur spread down over the back of his neck slowly.

He walks the forest listening to the birds sing to one another. The soft gentle thud of hooves in the shaded parts of the woods. The rustling of the wind through the leaves and the scent of flowers, soil, and fresh air mingling. The glowing pillars of light past the trees feels hot to the touch, but the trees provide easy shelter from it, and are cool and dark in contrast. Every time he thought of his deer self, he returned to his human thoughts as if in second-person perspective. Like he was remembering what someone else did opposed to his own actions. Only in tracing back the most recent events with the Fae does he remember what side of reality he actually originated from.

As Dennis walks he gradually develops a slouch. His leg muscle structure shifting. Hips become deeper but narrower slowly, re-setting how his legs socket to his pelvis, which eventually drops him on all fours. Almost as soon as he plops onto his fore hooves, his muscles tighten on their own and he groans unintentionally sounding like a deep bellow from a stag! His shoulder blades slide forward, shifting his arms further forward which props his upper body up further, aligning properly with his back legs. To do that though, his chest also needed to become narrower but push further forward, making it more barrel-shaped. He could probably force himself back to two legs if he really wanted, but why would he want to?

The fur patches gradually expand, consuming more of his body. He eventually rubbed against a tree to shove his pants and underpants back, then used one of his front hooves to bat it down with a hoof. There, no more annoying cloth matting his fur down. Lemon-shaped balls can wobble around freely under him. He repeats the same with his shirt; though that is a bit hard to squirm out of, and gets tangled in his antlers so he ends up shredding the shirt in the process, but does still get it off.

He spots the bushy spherical flowers of a clover patch, purple and white. He walks into the opening and bends his front legs to kneel down, putting his face to the clovers, letting the sun-kissed leaves brush his face. Mmm, they smelled good enough to eat.

The muscles in the base of his neck, around his collar bone expand! He tries to get up, but the sensation causes him to fall back into his forward kneel. The bottom of his nose pushes forward, then starts to drag his upper and lower jaw! His entire head sharpening in shape as his face pushes out further and further! The flesh of his nose becoming textured and black, moist on its surface. A black stripe forms over either side of it, but then a patch of white fur as the brown fur over his ears and neck now spread up the sides of his face to meet it.

His mouth hangs open, about to groan again from the odd feelings but silenced by the sound he was making automatically. Because his neck is expanding- having his mouth open lets you hear each pop of his vertebrae at twice the volume as it echoes up his entire throat. Slow at first then rapidly, his neck enlarges massively and lengthens as his face also stretches out, as if to put it close to the clovers. The iris of his eyes expand to hide the whites, giving the illusion of his eyes being darker than they actually are.

"Hum-mm-mrrrOUGH! Hugh-man... out."

His balls felt overfull, like someone had been teasing him for days without release. All his human traits backed up, needing out. No deer around; still day time, all the other whitetails are sleeping. He danced on his four hooves like someone needing to use the bathroom. His entire body groaned a bit, enlarging, but only by a bit. White tail is only a bit larger than a human, his deer-self is roughly the same mass he already was.

*Wait, longer face!*

He lifted his left back leg and turned himself around as his dick was forced to erection by the internal pressure of the pent-up load. He was flexible enough and his dick long enough that he can just suck his own penis. As he sucked the felt a bit dizzy, then eased off, then a bit dizzy again. Now that his transformation was already done he was teasing himself a bit. His mind fogged over as he approached orgasm, because his human intellect was part of the payload his cock was preparing to blast off. He edged himself back and forth. Cool clover leaves tickling his toes over his hooves, the beaming late-day sun over him warming his pelt. Back and forth over the edge, one side clearer human thoughts, the other foggy deer thoughts. He teases the edge to be able to notice the difference.

But in the fog of the approaching climax, he forgot any reason to not go forward, removing his own thought about teasing the edge and slipped further forward into pleasure till it clenched in powerful eruption! The imagined Dennis now a reality and the 'true' Dennis removed to mere fantasy! He gladly chugged his own hot, thick load as it erupted from him, sucking the human out of himself so he could live his ideal forest life!

Meanwhile Juniper and Duncan plop down , tired of wandering around in circles out from the pond trying to find what caused their transformation. Duncan sat at the top edge of the small cliff overlooking the pond.

"I don't know. It is weird, because I feel like I have always been like this too, even though that can't be true?"

He kept muttering theories, but Juniper sort of tuned him out. She was busy tugging on these fun teats! The fur had spread up over the udder, leaving only the teats themselves naked. Traits of a reindeer- the cervine whose females also wear the forest crown. The huge rack was heavy for her head, but her neck at least started to adapt slowly. It has grown thicker- though you can barely notice through the bushy mane of fur. She has grown grey and white fur on her neck, getting especially bushy in the front where the fluff trails low enough to sit in her cleavage. Her F cup melons wobbling around in her top interrupted her view of her teats! It made her pout.

The teats feel so good to pull. He cannot stop playing with them, and discarded her pants entirely, forgetting why she was wearing them at all.

"Hey, you listening?!" Duncan put his hand on her shoulder snapping her out of her trance for a moment.

"H-huh? Yea... s-sort of. It is just... hard to... to thought. Can't thought hard... mmmrough!"

"H-hey, snap out of it!"

She went to stand back up but staggered, then plopped back down facing him! Her udders started to swell fatter! The stretch lines across the front of her shirt started to soften, then the shirt started to droop! Her huge breasts were shrinking, feeding the growth of her udders instead! She started to forget the difference between her reindeer and human self, so the difference started to erase itself.

She tried to get up again, furrowing her brow. She... feels so good, but why? Is she... getting rid of these changes? It feels good to get rid of these silly human breasts for her... wait. Which was the change from before? Getting breasts or getting udders? She remembers always having both, but that can't be true- one of them is recent. Which one? Is she growing udders or growing BACK udders? Which is the invasive traits she is supposed to resist? She remembers having all the body parts she has currently, so then what is the change? Where are these wonderful feelings coming from? Why should she want to fight them..?

In trying to get up- the pleasure from her udders growing bigger and fatter caused her legs to become too shaky, and she instead crawled forward a bit on all fours. It is then that her fingers rapidly start to deform around the growing nails! Her thumbs grow weak and start to regress in size. Duncan shakes her gently, trying to snap her out of it but for a moment she forgets human words and cannot understand him.

She snaps out of it as he lifts her up- her hands stop changing as soon as they are no longer touching the ground, though at this point there is little to save. Her thumbs still exist but are oddly squat and the finger nail has been re-absorbed already. Her other four fingers are essentially already a cloven hoof but the middle two are not fully sized yet, so the four segments are lined up in a row instead of 2x2. Her fingers and the backs of her hand already have a patch of fur growing on them.

"Hey, snap out of it!"

"I- I am. Geeze." Her heart aches a bit from being brought back. It was so fun and care-free in the mind of a reindeer. "It feels good though... hard to want to resist something that feels so good."

Duncan's gaze was on her udders- now that she is at least partially standing again the udders droop down and bounce off her inner thighs, four springy oblong spheres of hot rubbery flesh, coated in powder-soft fluff.

"Y-yea. But we have to or... we will be lost."

"Will we?"

"What do you mean? Yea, we will."

"What if fighting it will cause us to lose ourselves? Are we changing from ourselves or into ourselves? I remember my cervine life as vividly as my human life. So... how do you know you are fighting for the right side? Hmmm, hmhmhm~" Her look becomes distant again as a bemused smile crosses her face and she pushes down on her udders with a deformed hand, watching it spring back up, flopping the teats up and down.

"S-stop that, you are going to make it worse!"

"Hmmm, make meee~" She yanked his pants down, exposing his cervine erection!

Can't be that opposed to her transformation- his 'little head' approves at least. Duncan went to grab her wrists to keep her from playing with herself, but she abruptly turns and plops down onto all fours, causing him to fall over her, putting her enlarged butt right into his crotch! He tries to get back up but it feels so good, and her butt is so large! Her lower half became full sized and fully transformed before the rest started to change at all, which made is disproportionally huge. Her tail flicks up and tickles his midriff with its fluff. Every time he tries to get back up she nudges into his groin with her big fluffy butt, and causes him to shudder in pleasure.

*Grrr, this woman will doom us all! I will show her to listen to me!*

He drew his hip back to line himself up and then thrust into her, causing her to release a musical sounding bleating. He thrusts into her aggressively as if it were some sort of punishment, though her whimsical, breathy bleating is telling that she certainly does not feel punished. She braces herself against his thrusts with her deformed hands, which causes them to transform even further. Her teasing and giggle-like bleats fade, her thoughts becoming foggy. She thought he was being too serious, and was too dead-set on one side of the debate that they could not prove which side they belong on. But his thrusting into her felt so good it caused her mind to fade again, unintentionally causing herself to forget the argument entirely.

Her eyes roll back in her head, her mouth lulling open as her head rolls back but her neck starts to let out hollow pops and clunks as it expands! The shaggy mane quickly also expands to keep her neck fully covered, though now it starts to grow from the top of her chest too where formerly the fur only overlapped from elsewhere. No breasts anymore- time to cover that up with fur instead.

Duncan's own thoughts a bit foggy from the pleasure, but he needed her to settle down and listen and she wasn't going to do that without... asserting himself. Just a little more, so she learns who the leader of the herd is. Just... just a little longer should be fine. Hands... starting to change too. A few more thrusts though should be fine. Just a little more. Need to... finish. Can't stop before cum!

His hands click and crunch, stretching longer, sending shivers of pleasure up his arms making his heart flutter. His own hips changing shape now, enlarging... making Juniper's big fluffy butt fit perfectly into the pocket of his crotch! He put his hands on the small of her back like last time but as his hands transform his entire body starts to enlarge, forcing his hands to sit further and further up, eventually she has grown a pelt of fur where they try to rest, so the lack of friction causes his changing hands to fall off either side of her. Now he hooks his forming hooves around the front of her thighs and pulls his body up, resting his chest on her lower back, like a deer ruts.

Juniper starts to make grunts and moans, but her voice is distorting, starting to sound deeper and a bit hollow. Her nostrils enlarge- becoming wider than they are tall, making them look sort of like a downward triangle. The bit of a cleft in her upper lip makes her mouth look like an upward triangle from the front. Her face starts to push out into a muzzle slowly. It seems to change in jerks- a pressure and then the bone crunches and shoves out longer suddenly before the pressure builds somewhere else, making the progression seem a bit jittery.

*That right, show Juniper who boss. Big silly boss stag. Show... mmm show me... show mmmmmmore, more d-deer? Ah... hah, hah....deer too much? When human? Or... was human too much? Nnnngh, don't caaaare, cock feel good, make Juniper good feel! Stag good feel, my stag!*

Neck bigger and longer, fur on it even shaggier. Her entire body covered in the reindeer pelt now, her entire body finally matched in size! Her arms and upper body now matched her lower body, making her considerably bigger than she was before. Her fur covered udders wobble below her as Duncan's balls pat the back side of them with every thrust, sending shockwaves through the soft rubbery flesh.

"Mmm~ mmrrRRROUUGH!" She startles herself as her volume unintentionally increases, as her face pushes the rest of the way out, completing her transformation into a reindeer!

Her mind pulses from human to cervine rapidly back and forth, but each time the pleasure is stronger and stronger, the cervine aspect more and more assertive. She tilts her head back so far she almost scrapes Duncan's face on accident with her antlers! She lets out a huge, deep bellow and climaxes, surprising him when her pussy jets a stream of liquid hard enough to power-wash a car with; just like the men, she ejects her former humanity as ejaculate to erase the unneeded mass from her former body. Her orgasm causes her to grip his dick tighter reflexively, and Duncan orgasms too, luckily before his own transformation completed. The pleasure completely numbed his own will to fight the changes. Thanks to his orgasm now though- his human mind is permanently partially subdued.

Most of his body is under a pelt of red fur. He is a bit larger than Juniper even in her completed form, and his antlers are more impressive. He is turning into a Red Deer, the largest of the still-living cervine aside from moose.

He slid off Juniper and was at first worried at what she had made them do, but... she doesn't seem to mind. She just wonders why they were role-playing as humans before? It was a silly game. Much better as deer.

Duncan was still trying to fight the other side of himself, but now had a hard time concentrating. Not just when he is horny, it is always foggy now. The memories of his other self just as vivid as his original self, making him question which was which. Or if there was ever actually a difference. He tried to get up only to find that he cannot. His hips shifted- he can no longer stand on two legs... luckily his hands also shifted, so he has four hooves anyway. The red fur has covered almost his entire back, only leaving a bit of bare skin on his upper arms, shoulders, upper midriff and lower chest, and his face. The rest is furry.

Now his wandering is more aimless than ever, but Juniper trots happily along behind him without hesitation, her shaggy fur bouncing with her steps and her plump tits wobbling below.

Dan and Jen back at the actual camp were getting impatient by now. They ate a few berries and turned halfway into cervine, and the others left camp hours ago and never returned. They were starting to think the others had eaten berries and fully turned. Which is... half correct at least.

Dan was obviously distressed by his enormous junk being completely transformed, though at least the transformation did not short-change him. He no longer has a penis, but his udders are just as immense. He may have woman bits now, but Jen has man bits to make up for it, and she still loves her big beast just as much. He has grown bigger and she regressed in size, now making her almost look like a little kid in comparison. A water deer is only like 3 feet tall, while a moose is like twice the size of a horse and strong enough to throw a vehicle across the street if it pisses them off. You accidentally encounter a mother with her calf? Boy, you better run faster than she can spot you, or she is going to kick you six feet into the ground.

"Oh, you look fine. I mean... it is definitely different, but not bad, so it's okay!"

"R-really? You aren't just saying that to... make me feel better?"

"No! I am fine with my changes too. I am just worried about what, y'know; everyone else will say when they see. It is weird... it feels so familiar that for a few moments I accidentally confused myself, thinking my old body was the change."

"M-me... nngh too." His body groaned, growing a shade bigger still.

Den puts his hands on the ground between his legs while Jen paces around between his knees.

"You look hot to me, anyway, fuck what the others think."

"Mmmm~" His voice gets deeper, the flesh on the underside of his chin and front of his neck gets a bit longer, forming a dewlap.

Jen starts complementing his new features but slows down as her arousal grows and the bulge in her pants gets more insistent. Dan could not even put his pants on again after their first change... for obvious reasons. When Jen gets to the udders she just puts her small hand on its surface and rubs it gently, her voice trailing off as the fog of her feral mind clouds over her human one. You can hear the teeth of the zipper on her pants click apart as her erection forces it open and bulges her panties out of the gap.

Dan groans in arousal as well from having her complement him and pet his sensitive titties. He never really cared about complements and reassurances before but felt oddly reliant on her now. More submissive... more female. His hands and feet deform slowly toward hooves; exceptionally large hooves. They loom around wetlands so moose needs broad hooves to keep their legs from sinking into soft muck. Water deer get away with dainty little trotters just because they are so small they can't sink anyway.

Her own feet start to deform more. Her hands and feet already in an awkward half-hoof state from her first bout with transformation. She wobbles back a bit, grabbing the waist of her pants, groaning that she needs Dan. Her dick so hard it is starting to ache from internal pressure, she can feel the drumming of her heart in the fat veins like someone tapping on her dick with their finger. She drops her pants; which only required removing the studded belt since she is so small now her clothes barely hang onto her in the first place. Her shirt looks like it is five sizes too big for her, and can only drape off one shoulder or the other- not both at the same time.

She steps forward after exposing her twitching pink rod, but staggers and falls into the udders, catching herself on their round, taut surface, blushing. She groans and puts her face to the surface of the udders as her legs slowly slide further apart- getting longer. Her shins shorten and feet lengthen tremendously. Her socks and shoes do not fit at all, so her already half-turned feet were exposed as they shift the rest of the way.

Dan was caught between watching her transformation in concern and his own shifts. It is odd, to feel the changes so vividly, but look at the limb and wonder what is changing, in spite of feeling it all happening. The changed state feels like it is normal, so even when he looks down to see a forming hoof, he does not catch the change right away, thinking the hoof already looked like that. Was I always a narrator? Or did I transform into one at some point and just forget?! Were you always reading this story or were you one of the characters and just shifted your position in reality? Now I am paranoid!

Dan felt the anticipation of change, then the satisfying stretching of his hands and feet as the digits simplify and the bones meld together into fewer, but much larger and sturdier structure. It felt so good that the sensation itself made him question the changes. It feels good to stretch into this new form... as if the old form had been incorrect. Like escaping a cramp with a good stretch. His body itself confused, thinking it was returning to its proper shape when it never actually had that shape in the first place. Each crack and click of bone sending a shudder of satisfaction.

The patches of hair on his body turning to fur and spreading. Shaggy on the underside, short on the limbs and back. Grey on the limbs, then very dark brown on the underside, then base brown on the back. No antlers to crown him, for he is turning into a female.

Jen went to stand up straight but shivered and chuckled, falling back against the udder when she realized her dick was caught below it, so when she attempted to stand up the udder pulled her back down by her crotch rocket! She shoves her hands into the top segments and starts thrusting- her breathing already rapid, too horny to ponder the consequences. They both suspect the berries as being the transformative agent- so are unaware their thoughts could shift their forms. And because it also changes their minds; it easily creates a downward spiral that cannot be corrected.

Dan moans thunderously low from having his udders played with, feeling the hot, hard dick rubbing into it while she presses into the tops. Jen rolls the front of one of the top segments enough that she can suck on the teat while thrusting into the bottom cleft and kneading as much of the skin as possible with her hands... though, they are losing mobility fast. Her hands devolve into tiny little trotters leaving her unable to hold anything, but she still presses the hoof segments into the soft flesh to play with it, watching it bounce and jostle!

Both produced odd sounds- a stuttered, stifled moan or groan. Then Dan's face clicked and he scrunched up his expression a bit. His nostrils flaring even larger. Then Jen's face cracked, and pushed a little further out and her tusks grew a bit longer again! Then Dan's crunched again. Then both at the same time! The floodgate opened; the changes unable to be suppressed.

Breathing through a muzzle felt so much more natural, their faces felt more correct like this! Bigger, longer. Dan's entire skull enlarging massively. Their necks getting huge and long to support their growing facial features. A shadow of fur-to-come, then a light powdering of hairs, then proper fur spread from the collar to the neck as it grows, then to the edges of the face. Finally consuming their faces as they finish pushing out to their full sizes!

Dan lets out a bellow that almost sounds like someone blasting a trombone while Jen releasing a nasally fluting sound and they both orgasm! A massive pool of combined liquid forms under them as they jettison their human features as liquid, both shuddering, minds blanked in pleasure of the run-on orgasm. No clenches to break it up, just one massive blast. Dan remains upright only because he was leaned again a tree to begin with, and his, er, HER longer arms allow her to reach the ground to prop herself up. Jen collapses onto the udders, using them like a cushion. He attempts to free-stand several times before determining that he simply does not remember how, or why.

The two of them proceed to ravage their own camp, looking for things to steal and eat before their 'other selves' come back to stop them... not realizing their other selves no longer exist here.

Dennis eventually wandered toward the camp just to see his old friends one last time, but then seen the moose from before, and a little water deer scrambling around its feet. The camp was in shambles- the huge moose made quick work of the tents, tearing them open so her pint-sized mate could skitter inside to look for edible foods like the berries they had earlier. Dennis had no idea who these two used to be- and they did not recognize him, either. They pay him little mind when he approaches and looks about the camp too, but when his dick starts to peek out as he sniffs at Dan's huge leaf shaped pussy- Jen immediately turns aggressive. He headbutts Dennis's leg forcing him to scramble back, then bucks his little head; threatening to gnash him open on his tusks! That is his mate! No touch!

Then Dennis wandered instead to the pond, wondering where all his human friends went. Or... did he have human friends? Wait, was that part of the imagined world, or the real world? He supposes it doesn't particularly matter; he is no longer one of them regardless, and cannot talk so it is not like he could say goodbye particularly well.

He wandered up to the pond, but when he took a drink from the crystal clear water he noticed a beautiful reindeer in the reflection! He looked up and trotted over to her at the top of the small cliff. She seemed flattered, but a bit skittish. She doesn't know who he is and assumed he is just a stag looking for fun. Which, she isn't against buuuuut, she is also sort of already taken.

Duncan was pacing around the area, muttering to himself in half-sentences. Constantly confused as to what he is supposed to be, and flinching and tensing up to resist any changes before they start. He is unknowingly the last man standing. He did not know anyone other than the two of them had transformed, and that everyone else was already a beast thanks to the untended hole in reality the Fae left gaping in the middle of the forest. The sun was dipping low now, painting the forest in metallic orange stripes of dusk light filtering in between trees. The normal cervine of the woods were awake now, loving to prance around in the low-visibility of twilight the best.

When Duncan turned to make sure Juniper hadn't wandered off and gotten lost with her short attention spanned feral mind; he seen Dennis getting flirty- his dick already poking out of the sheath. Duncan immediately charged at him from behind. How dare this beast try to take his mate! Duncan is her mate! His aggression made him forget himself. He landed on top of Dennis from behind!

Male on male- to show him who is the boss. Duncan is much larger than Dennis; red deer on white tail. Larger body size, bulkier frame, MUCH bigger rack. If anyone ruled the herd; it would be Duncan, not Dennis. In his fantasy of course; Dennis ruled and had all the females flocking to him all the time... but once the imagined characters were brought into reality, the scenario played out differently. All the same pieces as his imagined story but the pre-destined script was not copied over. The Fae's magic did not make him the protagonist of the story.

Duncan thrust into him, his anus tightening on reflex against the invader, but that only made the fit more snug. Dennis' shaft wobbled, flicking a drop of pre and starting to slide the rest of the way out- from the feeling of the invading shaft grinding along his prostate, creating a buzz of pleasure against his will. Duncan grinned; he could feel the dick flopping and swinging around below, knowing it is emerging. He clapped his balls against the back of Dennis'.

*That is right, little man. Submit. Show us you are weaker. I am the leader of the herd, you kneel to me. Small horn will never lead*

Dennis was embarrassed that this was happening in front of a pretty female, he tried to resist but the pleasure was constant! The larger dick filled him too much- his prostate was getting rubbed against with every stroke both in and out. His dick flicked up with every stroke, drooling pre. Duncan gripping him around his hips so tightly with his hooves, can't bring himself to squirm away. He can feel Duncan's hot breath snorting on the backs of his leaf shaped ears, making them flick on reflex to the movement. Pride hates this... body loves this.

Duncan's face started to crack and click! Sex again, was turning him! He forgot himself in his aggression, so now the self fades. The last one of the campers losing what remained of his humanity! His upper torso barreling out, his voice distorts, changing his groans and grunts to deep bellows of dominance. His neck thicker- his jaws started to push into a demi muzzle! Fur consumed up to his hairline.

Dennis lets out a pathetic bellow and lowers his head as his dick erupts cum! He came before the other stag too. Defeated on all fronts. Duncan dismounts with a scoff. Dennis' prostate was still ringing, he is out of breath, his legs shaky. Well... he did technically get to have sex, which was what he was looking for. Technically.

Duncan shakes his head a bit, feeling his dick clench and hold for a second, the urethra flexing and releasing a long ooze of pre. A little bit of human left. That is fine, haven't lost. Just need to... get rid of this boner. As a final insult to injury- Duncan mounts his mate with the defeated Dennis still plodding away. He just needs to get rid of this erection so he can... think... straight. Neck a big bigger. Face stretching, pulling out. Ah, s-still a little bit of human, it's... fine. Just a few more thrusts. Just a... just... more. Juniper starts to rock her hips back to meet his thrusts- making her ass clap into the pocket of his crotch as his nuts swing forward and pat her plump furry tits.

But Duncan spots some movement not too far away- down by the pond below them at the foot of the small cliff. It is two humans! His friends, come looking for them..? Wait. It is... Juniper. And... himself. She is crouching to smell the flowers, he is pushing up on her butt. This is... before? The two of them hear him rutting with Juniper and comment to themselves on the two beasts fucking nearby. But... but HE is the beat?! He... he is... deer?? He is the deer. He was the deer? Was always..??

His mind shuddered, clouded and was expelled! His neck enlarged fully, his human hair fell away and his face pushed the rest of the way out as he bellows and Duncan ejaculates a gargantuan load, rejecting the remnant human body from his cervine form.

After the still human versions of Juniper and Duncan leave the pond the Fae finally flutters back, landing in the chalice-shaped flower again to sit in like a chair.

"Hey narrator, did I miss anything?"

N-no... no. I mean, things happened but, uh... yea, I wouldn't... worry too much about it. You, uh, might want to close the gaping hole in reality you left here, though. Just, y'know, so nothing too cataclysmic happens.

"Oh yea, this ol thing. Good call."

Dennis tried to find himself some doe, to play out the story he always imagined in his head, but much like his life as a human; things don't always go to plan. A few doe were bemused by his attempts to flirt but ultimately were ushered back by Duncan. Now herd leader of an unusually motley crew; a herd of whitetails which also included a water deer, moose, reindeer, and red deer. The biggest and most dominant male here, he became lead. Thanks to Dennis unknowingly hitting on Juniper though; Duncan now had it out for him, and recalled all of the other herd members from mating with him. Sure, they could leave the herd at any time to do whatever they want, but as herd animals... they won't do that. They will always follow the leader blindly, and unfortunately Duncan was now the leader. Which means Dennis was out of luck.

Dennis stormed through the forest, stomping his hooves. This was supposed to be his time to turn things around! How did he end up in the same position as a deer as he did as a human?! He followed the tiny stream further into the woods- away from the camp, away from the red stag. Away from everything.

He eventually slowed to a stop though, when he found a small clearing lined with large mushrooms and by the stream within the clearing... a house. A human-like house, except that it is only about five feet tall. A gnome is tending to a garden around the back of the house. Dennis smiles at having found another magical being that could potentially grant wishes.

Well now. If he cannot become the protagonist of this story. He will be its villain.