You wander the commune, barely noticing naked bodies, crude living conditions, interrelationships with beasts and humans going on around you. Sheep, goats, cows, donkeys, dogs, and other animals mingle and seem relaxed an accepting of the humans. You think they are all attractive in their own way, but your experience with the doe is strong in your mind. Apparently, it was also important to her, for you wake the next morning to find her laying in the grass next to you.
You also have an erection, probably brought on by the scent the doe gives off. She rises to all fours and nuzzles you, then presents herself for another mounting. You need no encouragement this time, and find her opening with one thrust. It is both easier and more intense this time, a powerful throbbing combined with pleasure, and a curious need. As you thrust in, there is a sense of urgency and achievement that you did not feel yesterday, and the experience is more intense and more satisfying. You bleat and grunt along with the doe, shuddering in a release that is almost painful.
Thoughts are a little confused and somehow simplified for a bit, but you eventually realize that you feel really good, and somewhat different. A glance down reveals that your sexual parts are now those of a mature buck, with a furred sheath and large testicles. You find slight bumps on your forehead, perhaps the start of antlers. The doe follows you as you move around the camp. You find other things are different - you are taller than you were yesterday, and a glance in a pool shows a face both more mature and slightly bestial. Your ears are elongated, nostrils and moth slightly protruding, and your chest a bit barreled. It is obvious you are becoming a buck, but the prospect is accepted by your hippie mind as something to be accepted and welcomed, to join the forest as a true beast, to live the life of a stag, to...
Wait a minute!. You push back the hippie mindset, realizing that you are giving up your human life. If you turn into a stag, the barber won't be able to make any changes. You'll be an animal for the rest of your life! And how long would that be? You are getting older, maturing into an adult deer. Assuming you do not get killed by hunters or natural predators, you probably only have a few years of life as a beast.
What happens if you die here as an animal? The odder thing is that it is hard to care. The idea of being a buck is still very appealing. If you stay here, you will end up changing species and truly be an animal. Maybe you should seek out the barber before you give in to the stag?