The Amulet had done its charm once more. Jarred moved slowly as he struggled to right the overalls from off his head to be as they should.
It struck him that he was using human hands to tug the overalls up over rather hairy manly legs. The coarse feel of the old denium cloth was harsh and he began to miss his smooth coat of downy fur.
The stag lover was standing there the instincts for sexual pleasure still gripping him tightly. His red stag's cock out rigid and ready he stood watching his lover become a human again.
Looping one suspender strap over the left shoulder, then the other over his right shoulder Jarred zipped up and stood there feel human but odd.
Now was a time to explore what kind of trade the overalls and the Amulet made happen. A look at his wrinkled skin as Jarred raised a hand into view, he shuddered to think how old of a man it was that wore last this pair of overalls. A look to see the stag still wishing to mate made Jarred laugh.
The sound of his laugh cut short the humor as Jarred then realized his voice was of an old man and a black man as well. It occured to him his wrinkled hand was not coated in deep brown hair as might be on an animal form. In fact his skin as wrinkled was just like a tough weathered hide but of some elderly black Negro man.
"Stay by me and I swear you will be you again and I will become as I once was!" begged Jarred of the horny stag.
The boy's human rational thinking was degrading at a fast rate. The smaller head and little brain of the stag was making its own demands of a body made for running, and male pleasures. It was the later that had the boy's mind twisted and all caught up in the desire to mate as a stag would.
Seeing and smelling the sweaty scent prevailing from Jarred the stag turned on a dime and headed off into the deep dark woods.
Jarred tried to beg him stay, but he knew all too well for himself the anxious instincts which drove him as a doe to mate and bear young. He shook his head at the thought of another so young now sent into a lifestyle not his own.
Scooping up the amulet, Jarred went walking back up the deer trail looking for his old sock.