After the love making, Ty the human and Camille the deer gathered themselves and began to explore the forest again. She took him into the valley below and they reached the wide open beauty of the trails below.
"So!" The deer said excitedly, wagging her tail. "What do you want to do now?"
"You." Ty joked, laughing.
"You did that already." The doe giggled and rolled her eyes playfully.
"Okay, fair enough. Let's go check out that hill!" Ty pointed.
The deer nodded in agreeance and began to trot-bound towards a large hill with a cry of joy. "Come on, slowpoke! Keep up!"
Ty followed behind eagerly, physically able to at least attempt to keep pace, and watched the deer's form. Her sleek hips pulling and tensing as she ran and jumped, her slender body. He wanted her even more beautiful. Even more perfect. He willed her body to grow more and more developed and sexy. Her fur to grow and change until it was soft and plush. Her body to gain size and definition, sleek feminine animal muscle that empowered her but left her lean and curvy. He wanted her to become the most beautiful deer in the world. Slowly, sensually. He wanted her to feel every pull, every change, and gain pleasure from it.
If Camille felt anything, she didn't seem to indicate it, reaching the crest of the hill in front of Ty and posing against the afternoon sun triumphantly, smiling sweetly.
"What kept you?" She said sarcastically as Ty reached the top.
Already, Ty could see something different. The deer was definitely changing. Her chest was just a little sleeker. Her front legs were just a little tighter. Her neck a little bit stronger. He checked her out as he approached and was startled to find she had grown taller, lankier. Was a half an inch higher compared to him.
Ty couldn't help himself. He walked up to the deer, grabbed her head, and gave her a delicious and powerfully erotic kiss that made her back legs shake.
"Whoa!" Camille staggered as he released her, grinning ear to ear. "You're getting a lot more confident, aren't you, lover boy?" She narrowed her eyes, now with longer darker lashes, and smiled seductively. "I like it. You're making me tingle all over."
"I really am." Ty admitted, laughing at her oblivious transformation.
They sat on the hill and cuddled in the warm afternoon sun. Away from any civilization and any people, the two lovers sat silently as Camille continued to slowly beautify, grow, and change into a super sexy doe. Ty ran his hand over her back and could actually feel her prickly deer fur softening under his touch, could feel the firming and tightening curve of her back as her rump increased in shape. He experimentally pressed into her side and marveled at the tautness. The few spots of soft fat on her were melting.
Finally, she began to notice something was up. Perhaps it was the fact that she was almost three inches taller than normal and her body was toning up by the second. "I feel really weird." She looked herself over, then looked back to Ty. Realization hit, as she felt a fresh and growing wave of arousal start to effect her. "Heyyy... what did you do to me?"
"Just making you more beautiful than you already are." Ty said honestly, wrapping his arms around her neck and feeling it growing new muscle by the second.
"Whoa." The doe watched herself carefully, and pulled Ty up with her as she stood. They were almost face to face now! "Whoa!" Camille realized, blinking her new sexier eyelashes and realizing the curve of her snout was softer, her face just slightly more angled and idealized. She looked at Ty, looked back at herself, and realized her sleek and tight her body had become.
She examined her new curves, her sleeker frame, her taller lankier body, and gasped as she saw herself filling out. Growing more feminine. More perfect. She was now shapely without being thickened, her body was even more demure, more doe like, yet internally more powerful. Slight suggestions of muscularity accented her frame without bloating her. Below, her teats were larger, more defined, and she had begun to produce milk. Ty began touching her. In her suddenly horny and suddenly amazed state, she responded to the touch with absolute bliss, lowering her head, trembling.
"O-Oh my God." She whispered, stuttering. "I'm so big... I'm so strong. I'm so... so..."
"Sexy. And getting bigger and sexier until you're physically perfected."
"Yes..." Camille gasped. "Yes... I deserve to be like this for you. You deserve a perfect deer." As Ty ran his hands over her fuller and tighter slopes and curves, the doe began to moan in pleasure, standing on larger stronger cloven hooves. Ty explored her body, ran his fingers through her plush and soft fur. She was getting shaggier, more animalistic. Her watched her tight sloping chest rise and fall as she breathed excitedly, eyes closed, head down in lust.
"Look at you go." Ty grinned. Camille's body was now huge for a typical whitetail deer. Big, strong, but sensually lined and curved. Her rump stuck out, her hips flexed, her chest pulled around to a sharp angle between her back legs. She had grown huge, now standing well above Ty's eyeline and still getting taller. Her growth was perfect, even, leaving her bigger but longer legged, accentuating her form. When Ty reached her belly, he found himself stroking six sensitive and bulged breasts, just shapely enough to be recognized. Tight and firm with milk.
Camille groaned as Ty fondled her tits, still growing, still beautifying, and her now longer and fluffier tail raised again. She was slowly oozing vaginal fluid from a bigger, tighter, more richly aromatic pussy, with a big new sensitive clit begging for attention.
Ty reached her hindquarters, rubbing, stroking, massaging the tight mass underneath her skin, and gently reached between her legs. Camille was now very easily six feet tall and the sleekest, shapliest, tightest, most physically perfected whitetail doe in the entire world. Still she was changing, every facet of her body inside and out adjusting, pulling, perfecting itself. She threw her head up and her snout went back as Ty reached up to her pussy and started to play with it.
"Tyyyy!" The deer whimpered in a slightly deeper more feminine voice. "Yes! Yes!"
Ty's palm stroked the entirity of her outer labia, curious, probing. In seconds his hand was slick with her juices. Still she was growing. Still she was perfecting. Her already incredible lines began to look positively artistic, her shape idealized, her body strong and lean. Ty slipped his fingers into her mound and began to explore alien land.
Now Camille began to pant and tremble. One of her back legs rose, pulling the muscle and swelling her thigh slightly. Ty realized how huge and powerful she had become. Like a slightly smaller and more agile horse. He found her clit, stroked around it curiously, and gauged her reaction. Too much and she began to shake, too little and she seemed frustrated. He found that gently running his finger over the pinky tip sized organ was what she needed. At the same time, watching Camille groan and change, Ty slipped his other hand up and inserted his fingers into her vagina. He began to explore and play, startled as he could get much of his hand into her powerful passage, feeling the slick muscle tensing and pulling. She now had natural ribbing inside of her. To Ty's further shock, she reached a size where she was so big he could slip his entire palm inside of her.
"Unnnnngh!" The doe grunted, now well over six feet tall at the head and *still* growing even more spectacular. She began to crackle and audibly pull, nearly at her absolute perfect body. She gasped and began to pant as Ty eagerly fisted and rubbed her to a building climax. The lady deer whimpered and began to fuck Ty's hand back, thrusting backward with powerful and sensual pulls of her fantastic hips. She began to sweat. Ty inhaled her horny animal scent and it made him harder and harder. Suddenly, without warning, at her final and complete size and shape, the doe let out a feminine bellow of erotic satisfaction that echoed throughout the valley. An inhuman cry of animal orgasm. Ty felt her pulsating over his inserted hand. Her clit was throbbing. He carefully continued hand fucking her and was rewarded as her back legs gave out in shaking weakness, pulling Ty down with her and forcing him to extract himself lest he be crushed under he gyrating ass.
And then, as Ty withdrew, the final reward came. Literally. Camille cried out again in a second massive orgasm and Ty watched with fascination as kneeling on her haunches she squirted. A gush of white creamy fluid ejaculated onto the grass and formed a puddle under her rump. At first Ty thought she was peeing.
As it all subsided, Camille rose to her new full height and looked herself over in post-orgasmic delight. A mane of fur had formed from the top of her head to the bottom of her back, falling over her face slightly and giving her a long sexy hairstyle of brown tawny fur. Every curve and every piece of her was a masterpiece of taut muscular perfection. Her body was immense, yet lean, powerful, yet small and deerlike. Almost seven feet tall from head to hooves, she was a buck's wet dream and a biologist's paper.
Camille slowly blinked her long dark lashes and looked at Ty with a sleeker more expressive face. She licked her lips, turned her impressive ass away from Ty, and bent down to grab his shirt collar in her mouth. She lifted him effortlessly, her round milk-filled breasts sloshing slightly, and looked *down* at him with all the lustful joy of a satisfied woman. Ty stared at her in shock, soaked with the deer's vaginal fluids, his clothing drenched.
"I love this." Camille said simply, her voice more attractive, deeper, but oozing sexual energy. "I love you."
Ty stood there, grinned, and threw his arms around Camille's amazing front, holding the bottom of her neck and lovingly stroking his face in her warm soft fur. "I love you too, horse deer."
This made Camille chuckle, since she'd lost none of her personality to her new form, and they broke into laughter on the top of the hill.
"All right." Camille bent down. "We're going to prove that. We're going to get cleaned up and go eat after such a job well done. Hop on."
"Yes, ma'am!" Ty agreed, and happily mounted Camille like a horse, grabbing her neck and straddling her back. She rose, adjusting slightly, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Damn. I'm so strong this doesn't even feel like I'm carrying you." She danced excitedly and looked down the hill. "You, uh, want to try me out? See what I can do?"
"Didn't I just do that?" Ty grinned, catching her beautiful green eye as she glanced to the side and seeing her chuckle in mirth.
"Oh, you know what I meant."
"Yeah, open it up!" Ty grabbed onto her neck and threw his arms around it, hanging on for deer life. "Let's see what this new body can do!"
"All right, little man." Camille staggered back on her hooves as if winding up and lunged forward, her impossibly powerful thighs propelling them down the hill at lightning speed, her agility increased to goddess levels of precision, her senses grown beyond a mere animal. She was a powerhouse of pure cervine perfection, encasing a sharpened and intelligent mind that knew exactly how to control everything to its peak.
Across the valley they flew, Camille hopping and running with inexhaustable energy and power. She flew over a stream without as much as a glance, daintily thudding to the earth with her weight balanced perfectly. Ty cheered as the deer struck through brush and darted around trees with apex athleticism. She wound through the valley, vaulted obstacles, cleared entire bushes, and they found themselves at a wide river. It was picturesque.
"Here we are, birthday boy." Camille stopped finally, approaching the water's edge and letting Ty dismount carefully. She was barely even breathing.
"That didn't even wear you out, did it?" Ty stared in amazement.
"Ha!" Camille stamped the dirt with her front hoof and chuckled. "I think you'd need a couple mountains for me to climb before I start feeling anything. That wasn't even a work out!"