Cyrus’s eyes widen, he then grins evilly, ‘you know… hehe… I think Dean never uses his dick the way he should,’ he thinks to himself, ‘hehe… he said himself that his girlfriend always whines about how “boring” he and his cock are. Hehe… I think I’ll give him the lower part of a Doe’s body, and make him able to understand the Stag!’
The 14-year-old Coyote-boy once again raises his phone and quickly types both changes in and confirms them, he then looks up to see what would happen.
“Pl-please… mister Stag,” Dean is saying, not noticing that he is making Deer noises, “pl-please don’t hurt… me! Please… j-just go away!”
The Stag tilts his head, “you sure are a strange looking Doe,” the stag says, Cyrus however is only able to hear grunts and snorts, but he grins when he hears Dean making the same sounds, the human teen seeming to not notice.
“Wh-what… y-you can t-talk,” Dean asks in surprise, his eyes wide, “and… wh-what do you mean? I… I’m not a D-Doe… I’m a human!”
The Stag nods his head, “I can see that,” he says, “BUT you SMELL like a young Doe in heat. Your scent is driving me crazy!”
“Bu-but… but that… that is absurd,” Dean says, still kneeling nude in front of the Stag, terrified of the huge creature towering over him. Dean is so petrified that he does not seem to notice as his cock and balls shrink back into his body, or that short brown fur is spreading over his butt, crotch and down his feminine legs to his forming… hooves.
The stag snorts, “do you know how hard it is to control my urges,” he asks, “you can call yourself lucky that I am such an old and experienced Stag. Any other Stag in the area would have jumped you and fucked your brains out without hesitation!”
Now Dean is really terrified, “pl-please,” he says, “pl-please… just go away! I… I am not into animals! Especially NOT into males! I’m a b-boy… I’m a human… I… I have a girlfriend!”
“SILENCE,” the Stag bellows, feeling himself becoming more and more frustrated, “I don’t care! All I care about is that I smell a female in heat! You may look like a human male, at least your head and upper body, but your lower body and your scent are defiantly that of a female Deer!”
That is when Dean finally looks down at himself, his eyes widen in shock when he realizes what has happened, “WHAT THE FUCK!? WHAT HAPPENED TO MY LEGS?! WHERE… WHERE IS MY COCK!?”
The Stag stomps hard with his hoof, causing Dean to jump and stare up at the majestic animal, who seems to be scowling down at him, “stop making such a noise,” he says, he then leans his massive head down, staring Dean directly into the eyes.
Dean gulps hard, something about this Stag makes him feel weird, the teen feels as though he’d need to submit to the Stag… do as the Stag says.
The Stag smiles when Dean falls silent, sensing the human’s? Half-Human’s… submissive aura. The Stag really doesn’t care, all he knows is that here in front of him is a weird looking DOE in heat, and HE, the Stag, is really starting to lose his patience with the FEMALE!
“If you do as I say,” the Stag says, “I shall let you go. But if you don’t do as I say and try anything to draw attention of hunters towards US… I’ll just say: you don’t want ME to use my antlers on you! And I DON’T want to hurt… kill… such a beautiful female! So, what shall it be?”
Dean stays silent, he can feel himself shiver out of fear, tears even start to form in his eyes, the Stag however smiles, “good choice,” he says, he then steps away from Dean, “now, stand up,” he then commands.