Might as well see what happens to everyone over here you say to yourself. Further away from the wolves was a deer enclosure, it seemed odd that something as common as deer would be in a zoo even if they were from far away, still, for city kids you'd probably expect to see some cows here too.
A sign says white tail deer, and you see a jerk from the wrestling team climbing over a fence. "This ought to be good, I wish all the deer were ready to rut". The deer were all gathered close to the fence behind the pedestrian rail, eager for a peace of food, they hardly even noticed Stan hopping into their territory. The five does all raised their tails simultaneously, suddenly causing the two males to bark at eachother and raise their hoofs in displays of dominance.
Stan didn't even bother taking his clothes off as he lowered his pants and approached a doe from behind. The does were all watching the bucks paw the ground and rear up at eachother, all of them quite unconcerned with a harmless and common human so close to them.
This time there couldn't have been more than five people watching. There were no security guards anywhere in sight, and it seemed like most people were distracted by some screams coming from the elephants and aquarium.
Stan was still too short to properly screw a doe, and had apparently found a bucket to 'help him up'. "I wish that each does don't notice Stan until he starts fucking them", I didn't mean to make that wish, but wasn't exactly sure how to pull it back. Nevertheless, that was what I was hoping to see. Stan got on the bucket and rammed himself into the doe, trying to maintain balance while still thrusting. That didn't last for very long as the doe was suddenly aware of him, but not wanting to leave the spectacle of the bucks, simply tried to shake him off.
"Deer don't hump nearly as long as lions or wolves before getting pregnant, I wonder if things will be different here?" Stan had nothing to grab onto and was sliding off the doe's back, he fell backwards over his bucket, but now his long dick was holding up his T-shirt halfway up his belly and a nutsack was where his penis should've been.
Mark, Patrick, and a couple girls where still with me. The schoolgirls were giggling and Mark, Patrick and I couldn't help but laugh either as he got up again. Stan no longer needed the bucket with his higher dick, the tops of his socks where also visible, indicating that he'd grown a few inches taller. This doe didn't seem to mind Stan as he inserted himself below her erect tail. As he moved himself in and out of her the contest of the bucks was starting to come to an end. We didn't notice however, Stan had a fine white and brown deer tail poking out from his shirt while his legs and armed continued to get thinner. All at once his neck, face, and body elongated planting him squarely on the does back in full mating position.
The dominance display was over, two of the does followed the loser while the other three went with the winner. Stan couldn't walk with his hind legs fast enough to stay on his doe and promptly fell off. Stan got up on all fours and tried following again but got tripped up on his pants and ripped up shoes. Hé tried crawling a his three fingered/hoofed hands but was just laughable as the does bounded away to be with real bucks. "I wish that Stan's sexual desires would no longer be directly affected by my wish" you think as Stan rips his pants off, leaving only a now small T-shirt inadequately covering his genitals.
"W-What happened"
The girls answered this one, "you were screwing some deer, and doing a bad job. Now get out from that fence and let's go back to the school you freak".
Stan was shocked to hear himself called a freak, but more shocked to see himself. "I can't climb this fence",he said staring at his smaller hands ending in two fingers covered in deer hooves, his thumbs poking almost uselessly from the sides.
"Then just walk around your habitat until you get to a maintenance door and ask the zookeeper to let you out after apologizing for fucking his deer". With that the girls burst up laughing as Stan stammered off, holding his torn up jeans over his privates.