Dean feels as he slowly continues to slowly slip into submission, feeling that he is losing the battle to his Doe-side, and he continues to try to allow that to happen.
The teenager, with the lower body of a Doe in heat, clenches his eyes shut, trying to ignore the Stag’s scent, which smells… so… good… NO! He has to stay focused.
“I… I am not,” Dean says, “NOT an animal! I’m a human... teenager! I am NOT... a Doe! I am a... human MALE! I am NOT... gay! I am STRAIGHT! I am NOT attracted to… animals! I’m attracted to hu-humans!”
The Stag however seems to enjoy Dean’s struggle and fight, ‘this is actually turning me on more,’ the animal thinks to itself, ‘hehe… but sooner or later he’ll snap. All he needs is a few more pushes, and once I’m done with him, he’ll have forgotten ever being a human’.
“I… I will not… not submit to an animal,” Dean continues to tell himself, “I will never… bow to a creature… below me! I’m human, I’m ABOVE all animals! I’ll… never allow myself… to be reduced… to some animal’s… sex-slave!”
The Stag chuckles, “playing hard to get, I see,” he says, “I LOVE it when females do that. Hehe… it just turns me on more… and in the end… hehe… they ALWAYS submit,” the Stag gives Dean’s neck a lick, grinning when he feels the “human” tense and shiver.
“I… I’ll NEVER,” Dean says.
The Stag once again chuckles, “oh, I think you will, human,” he says, “you are more Doe than human already. Your body is CRAVING, LONGING and DESIRING what I am able to give it”.
“N-no… it… it’s n-not,” Dean says.
The Stag grins, “tell me your name, human,” he then surprisingly says.
This causes Dean to open his eyes and look at the Stag in surprise, “wh-why do you want… to know my name?”
“Call me curious,” the Stag chuckles, giving Dean another lick, “come on, tell me!”
Dean bites his lower lip as the Stag lick him, not noticing the soft moan escaping his throat, the Stag however DID notice, the animal grins, “De… Dean,” the half Doe-half boy says, “m-my name is… Dean”.
“Mhm,” the Stag says, “such a beautiful name, but… I think DEE would suit you better”.
“My… my friends always… t-tease me,” Dean mumbles, “th-they call me “Dee” just… just to annoy me. I… I don’t like it… it… it sounds so… so…”.
“Feminine?”
“Y-yeah”.
The Stag chuckles, “well, you may have the head, arms, hands and torso of a male human,” he says, “but your lower body is all Doe, and “Dee” is such a beautiful name… for such a BEAUTIFUL creature like you”.
Dean actually blushes at this, “y-you think I’m… beautiful,” he asks.
The Stag grins, knowing it won’t take much more for Dean/”Dee” to submit HERSELF to him, “you should know two things about me, my dear,” he says, “one: I never lie, and two: I am the dominant Stag of this forest. I guess in the human language you’d call me a “king”!”
Dean’s eyes widen, “s-so… you mean,” he says, “y-you rule these woods?”
“Sort of,” the Stag chuckles, “let’s just say, I am the oldest, largest and strongest animal in these woods, no one dares to mess with me. Every single critter does what they are told without question”.
Dean can’t help but feel amazed, ‘the thought of being fucked by a KING… does feel… amazing,’ he thinks to himself, “let’s say… IF I’d accept my fate… what… what would that make me?”
The Stag smiles, ‘almost got HER,’ he thinks to himself, “well, what do humans name the wife of a king?”
“Queen,” Dean says.
“Well, why should it be different for you,” the Stag asks.
Dean’s eyes widen, “I… you mean…,” he stutters.
“Yes, Dee,” the Stag whispers, “IF you submit yourself to me, you’ll be my Queen! Nothing more and nothing less. You and me… we’ll rule these forests together. OUR children will take our place and make sure these forests will never die!”
“B-but… but what about my friends,” Dean asks, “what about… my family… school?”
The Stag chuckles, “those are things you don’t need,” he says, “think about it: no worries, no duties, no annoying friends who tease you. You’d be free! Look around you Dee… all this… will be YOURS… with ME at your side. And I promise, my DEER, I’ll NEVER let anything or anyone harm you!”
Dean is overwhelmed, he looks around the forest, ‘all this… would be mine,’ he thinks to himself, he must admit: he’d always enjoyed the nature more than the city, imagining living out here with this majestic Stag at his side, who’d protect him… being this Stag’s “Queen”… the MOTHER of HIS children… FREE of EVERYTHING, Dean looks up at the Stag, the animal grins at the look in Dean’s eyes.
“It’s your choice… Dee,” the Stag whispers.
Finally Dean snaps, he lets go, allowing the Doe-side to take control while his human-side relaxes into the back of his mind.
The Stag grins when he watches Dean… HIS DEE… slowly get down onto HER hands, then slowly turning around, HER sexy Doe butt facing him… PRESENTING herself to HIM!