How very strange, the buck thinks to himself as he walks through the trees into a large clearing, he had the scent of a female ready to breed and it disappeared right under his nose.
The buck is very young and he has just matured to adulthood not long ago. He drank the water further upstream, and due to the higher concentration of chemicals in that spot, he became much bigger than she did. He is an 8-foot tall anthro buck, with bulging muscles and thick rustic fur. His huge rack of antlers would make a dedicated sportsman weep just to see them. A hint of light pink hangs out from his large and swollen genital sheath. He is semi-erect and was looking forward to mounting an in-season doe like himself for the first time.
As he enters the doe’s clearing he raises his nose high into the air and takes in a deep breath. There are definitely remnants of a horny doe here, and something else that is not quite the strong scent he had picked up earlier, but still the same scent. The buck looks around in confusion and kneels down to lie on his side by the riverbank. Maybe his elusive doe is extremely well hidden. Maybe his ability to scent changed along with his body. He decides to wait and see if she returns, looking down at his penis and sighing in slight annoyance.
The 18-inch tall shrunken doe presses out of the tall grass as high as her shoulders and finds herself in the middle of her clearing once again. From her perspective, it is at least 50 feet to the water’s edge. She scans around nervously feeling remarkably vulnerable and picks up a very strong scent that nearly overwhelms her nose.
She sees the buck and takes several steps back in shock. Her actual scale finally hits home and she desperately makes a retreat back into the grass, her hands clasped over her mouth to mute her urge to scream in terror. The grass rustles, of course, and the giant buck snaps to attention and stares over in her direction.
She kneels down instinctively to make herself less visible, and at her size it is very easy to do so. However, her nose and eyes are telling her the super sized creature in front of her is a friend. A deer like she is. That means he wouldn’t possibly want to make lunch out of her! She relaxes somewhat, but remains on her guard.
The buck gets to his feet and steps over to the tall grass, which is just ankle high by his scale. He crouches down very low and sniffs. He finds the doe easily and reaches a hand into the grass. He feels something warm and furry, wraps his hand around part of it and picks it up.
The doe squeaks in surprise as she is grabbed and dangled awkwardly by her legs, hanging upside down as her feet suspend her in the air. She looks up and sees a giant hand much like her own holding her. The blood rushes to her head and she gets dizzy from the vertigo sensation.
The buck cocks his head in curiosity, and examines what he is now holding. He gasps out loud and realizes, then gently wraps his other hand around the doe’s waist and flips her right side up, supporting her rump and midsection in a sitting position in both hands. His amazed eyes stare down at the miniature anthro doe in his grasp.
She stares up at him and waves sheepishly despite her circumstances.