Watching the little deer squirm in post-orgasmic sensitivity was so erotic to the much bigger reptile that she found herself desiring more from her shrunken down best friend.
With a sly grin, the iguana adjusted Brooke’s sexual fatigue to virtually nothing and increased her libido to unusually high levels. On her chest, the deer suddenly jumped and let out a high pitched moan as transformation rippled through her again. She was utterly helpless to resist as her sexuality itself changed, turning her into quite the horny little deer.
“Oh! Oh!” Brooke squeaked, beggining to squirm again as she felt pressure building once more so soon after her first orgasm. She just kept getting hotter and hotter as her friend kept circling her pussy with a giant finger. “What... what’d you do to me?” Brooke whimpered, beggining to buck her hips into Sam’s fingertip desperately as arousal flooded her.
“Fuck! FUCK!” Brooke squeaked, head slamming back into Sam’s neck, back raising, hooves flailing. Another orgasm fired through the doe, whiting out her senses and driving the little creature to insane new heights of pleasure. She screwed up her face, panted, winced, and squeaked all the while.
The power Sam felt was immeasurable. She reached down and began to finger her own sex with her free hand as she kept mutually masturbating Brooke on her chest. The poor deer had never had it so good. The urgent gentility of her lizard friend’s heavily textured finger was stimulating her eager pussy in ways she had never felt before. It wasn’t long before the iguana’s touch fired off another climax.
The third made the deer absolutely lose it. She began to sob and squeal in passionate physical delight as her body contorted and tensed. She gasped, cried out, clenched her teeth, bit her lip, began to pant. The display was so powerful that far below her chest Sam’s own loins began to tingle with tension. She wasn’t far from cumming herself.
“Y-YES! Oh God, yes!” The deer cried, weeping down her furry cheeks. “More! More!”
Sam obliged happily, stirring her lips a little faster and feeling her shrunken friend tense up for another one.
“Fuck, fuck, FUCK!” Brooke yelled hoarsely, even her high pitched voice conveying the ecstasy as she began to convulse. The fourth and fifth orgasms were almost back to back, and with each gentle stroke of Sam’s fingertip, the deer slammed her hips against the giant finger and urged the punishment on. She kicked her hooves up and wrapped her legs around the iguana’s hand. Her hands grabbed at her tits and frantically squeezed them. She was lost in the purest and most powerful sexual pleasure of her entire life, so much so that she was having trouble breathing, gasping for air as it was knocked out of her lungs by her tightly spasming body.
Sam began to moan in delight herself, her voice reverberating through the deer’s tiny form and driving her into another orgasmic explosion so powerful that she screamed out her delight and collapsed, almost knocked completely senseless. The iguana mercifully but reluctantly let go of her friend and felt her melt against her chest, panting and breathing shallowly.
Sam finished herself off next. The lizard let out a sharp hiss and then a delighted gasp as she was hit by a well edged orgasm. The lizard grabbed hold of Brooke on her chest to keep her safe and gyrated wildly on the bed.
“AHH!” The tiny deer screamed, so sensitive and so aroused that the mere touch of her friend gripping her waist in her palm was enough to make her cum again. She vibrated in Sam’s clutch and fell forward, breathing heavily and panting as she bucked in the iguana’s hand.
Sam met the exhausted eyes of her panting best friend and gave her a little stroke between the legs with her pinky fingers. Brooke bolted upright and screamed as she came again. Sam felt a hot rush of female ejaculate spilling over her ring finger and inner palm.
Carefully, eyes wide with shock, Sam sat up in bed. The smell of sex and female arousal filled the room. Brooke slipped forward again, her bouncy tits squeezing into Sam’s index finger and she panted even harder. Her tiny body was absolutely drenched, her fur dampened and clumped with sweat, Sam’s juices, and now Brooke’s juices.
“Sammmyyyyy....” Brooke whimpered painfully. “P-Please... too much. So... so tired.”
The iguana nodded gently, carefully placing the deer’s over sensitized body down on the sheets, and let her collapse on her back in panting exhaustion.
She reached for the transformation device again.