Max inspect the reflection with wide eyes, in this new form nothing remained to identify him as a human male, he try to speak with the girl but only a soft bellow escapes his mouth.
“Sorry but animals can’t talk” The nymph pet the doe near you “So what do you think? A pretty neat transformation if I say so myself”
You can’t communicate with her directly so you behave like a stag as you stomp with a hoof hard on the ground and snort to make her understand that the change is not fine.
‘Who did this girl thought she was? I didn’t want to be an animal, she must change me back!’
“You’re not satisfied with your current body?” You shook your head side to side ‘Damn those antlers feel so strange’
“Are you sure?” She frown at your refusal “ I was certain that this is what you wanted to be, a strong and virile stag, but if this form displeases you I will sort out the problem immediately” You nod eagerly waiting for the moment you’ll have hands again, the nymph stand before you and touch the leathery nose, that start to tingle a bit.
Max watch with trepidation as the antlers shrink and recede in the body, his height too drop a few inches but to his confusion the stag notices that something isn’t right when his pelt assumes a lighter shade of brown and a stab of pain develop in the nether region.
Max quickly discover his erect member withdrawing inside the body as he feels his insides twisting to become something else, with horror the boy feels as two mounds form just below his tail just after the cock retreated completely, the alien sensation paralyzing Max on the spot. After the new change the folds twitch with needs as a moistness develop in HER slit along an unbearable heat.
The nymph gave you a once over when the changes finished “Much better I think, your body now is more graceful and elegant. I even gave you a little gift to acclimate you better to the life of a doe, you have just entered heat season!” The girl mistakes your stillness from shock to agreement “Well then let’s call your new date here, I owe you a prize after all” She whistles as you regain your senses and try desperately to gain her attention to make her desist from the current plan.
Your movements come to a screeching halt as a big stag strut in the clearing, your walls twitch again wanting to be filled when you admire his amazing physique and broad antlers, he sniffed the air testily before his eyes zeroed on your terrified form alight with lust and desire.
“He likes you” She whispers in your left ear “Why don’t you make this interesting? Make him sweat a bit for the right to rut you, like the game we did before?” She circle the buck and explain the game to him with mirth “Oh this will be so much fun! A nimble doe testing her potential mate in a chase through the woods! So are you ready to start?”
You glance at the buck and his erect tool with wide eyes, your instincts screaming at you to submit to him and welcome his seed, an action that likely will have repercussion, your entire life as a female deer and the subsequent pregnancy for example.
Your head whip from one to another for a way out from this situation, the only thought in your mind is very simple and ominous at the same time: you’re literally fucked, or soon you will be regardless of your decision.