"Master of the Hunt" - Deer Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Red Deer Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 3rd PoV

Mike barely took a sip of his favourite drink and he realised that his body started feeling strange. The fact that his cocktail was high in alcohol was one thing, but why did his skin get so irritated all of the sudden? Mike felt like the hairy areas of his body kept getting shaggier with more brown fibres.

The man shrugged and fell down onto his coach. Besides the barely registrable sensations, the man felt quite well with himself. The drink he used to make the cocktail was one of his favourite. Its taste was full of herbs and it wasn’t banal like the most alcohol drinks nowadays. Even the stylisation of the bottle was unique and neat, elegant in a way.

Or so he thought as he admired the bottle with his drunken sight. Mike tilted his head and his sight slowly moved to the hand on his knee. His hand spasmed involuntarily and quiet pops echoed through the room. Mike squinted his eyes and brought his head closer to examine.

His hand was swimming in plain sight, literally as its digits began to fatten up and shorten. The nails were starting to bloat out into inhuman shapes reminiscent of some sort of hooves. Mike waved a hand at it dismissively and then focused his gaze upon his feet. They were wrapped in comfortable socks and yet they were starting to feel increasingly uncomfortable.

Without thinking of it much the man started pulling off his socks slowly. The feet that came out of them were hardly his own, they were looking disfigured and elongated. The man blinked in disbelief as he realised that his toes were swelling into some sort of hooves, just like his hands earlier.

Mike quickly took the occurrence as a drunken vision of sorts and ignored it. He continued to enjoy the movie that played on his big TV, even when his body started to ache in places more intensively. His other feet elongated to such extent that the sock fell off it completely revealing a cervine hoof.

“Weird… Hic! Must be some good booze for me to see this!” – Mike muttered out and lied down on his side. His back was starting to feel increasingly strange as his entire torso started becoming broader. Mike grunted slightly as his ribs started stretching out and the entire ribcage was becoming more barrelled out and swollen in appearance.

“Unn-gh… Wh-uh…?” – Mike moaned out as his fly flew off and his changing shaft started to slide out of his jeans. His human penis was slowly gaining more cervine features. It was lengthening considerably and the tip was merging with the rest of the shaft, while becoming sharp and bold at the same time.

Mike closed his eyes and held hard not to come as his testicles started growing bigger and weighing down his increasingly furry ballsack. He failed direly as his tapered tip started leaking pre and more with time. In the meantime Mike’s foreskin was starting to fuse with his lower belly and turn into a fully animalistic sheath fit for a buck that he was unwittingly turning into.

Before Mike was able to mutter out a word of confusion his trousers started tearing in half down the middle as his hips began widening. The man fell off his couch and with that his jeans fully slid off his expanding rear. Mike’s neck was starting to pop and elongate, thicken with muscles and that allowed him to look back at his shifting ass.

His rear was continuing to grow bigger and gaining more necessary muscles to become adequate for a quadrupedal animal of the forest. Mike gritted his teeth as his buttocks started separating and exposing his puckering out butthole to the cold air. “W-Whrath’s h-happrheninnghr…?!” – He exclaimed in a guttural voice as his vocal chords gradually finished changing into their cervine counterparts successfully stripping the man of his voice.

The man was finally starting to understand that something was horribly wrong with his body, but at this point it was too late. His upper limbs were starting to painfully swell with muscles as they became strong cervine legs.

With a loud roar of shock Mike jumped onto all fours. His spine was throbbing hard and he felt each vertebrae slowly start to push out and strain his skin. The skin itself was gradually darkening and becoming more of a thicker and more animalistic hide. Mike let out a tear of despair as he noticed that his body was slowly getting covered in a rough pelt of brown fur.

“Gr-ahhh! Fhruurhk…!” – The man bellowed in discomfort as his shirt snapped off his strong chest. His nipples sank into his chest and slowly dissolved completely disappearing from the plain sight. Mike cringed thinking about his continuously excited cock. With a miserable expression Mike looked underneath himself, only to jerk his head back once he saw the wildly shaped shaft he now sported.

“Ghhr- Hrronth bhreeh ahn anhimhoorllll…!” – He roared in dread as he finally came to his senses and realised that he was being forcefully turned into a creature of the forest – A simple stag. Mike glanced at his hands, only to realise that they were nothing more than resilient cloven hooves. His feet were quickly shifting into similar extremities of a simple herbivorous prey.

The man shuddered on his four legs as his spine started to push out. Or so it felt as his tailbone began elongating into a short, yet fluffy tail of a deer. In a matter of seconds the new appendage began sprouting brown and white fur. The tail began to twitch as the muscles fully developed inside it. Mike blushed at the sight and stood frozen in fear of what was next.

For a little while the uncomfortable sensations of his organs rearranging were the only changes he felt. His arms ached hard as they started lengthening to make running on all fours easier for him. Mike gasped as he felt the changes slowly crawling up his neck.

He knew what was next and so he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. As he expected, a wave of unpleasant changes hit his skull. The shape of his head was becoming narrower. His jaws were starting to push out and completely disfigure his face. Mike’s lips were blackening and his features were becoming more fit for a life of a prey. His ears grew longer and pointier into cervine points. His nose swollen bigger and became moister, almost as sensitive as the nose of a canine too.

Mike jumped in place as his shoulder blades started thickening and locking his fore legs-turned arms on the floor. Right after his pelvis snapped loudly and locked him on the ground decisively. His head continued to change in the meanwhile. His muzzle fully pushed out and the inside of his maw began shifting around. His teeth started to thicken into more resilient shapes fit for a herbivore.

Mike lowered his head in discomfort as something started piercing the flesh of his cranium. Two strong, sharp bony protrusions began to extend from his scalp and gradually gain length, then split into many complex parts. Mike gasped in his animalistic voice as he realised that he just grown antlers and from now on they permanently weighed down his head.

The man shook his body as it slowly finished changing. The rough, brown fur slowly finished covering Mike’s strong body. Mike blinked several times as his pupils started dilating, his vision became wider and more horizontally focused. With that Mike collapsed onto the ground and passed out.

He felt like he didn’t exist for hours, until he finally came to. His vision was blurry and strange. His legs felt strange, in fact he had to use his hands to support himself. Except his hands felt strangely stiff and very much unlike his hands.

Mike opened his eyes wider and gasped. He wasn’t a human, so the transformation wasn’t a dream. It all happened. The stag-turned man looked around only to realise that he wasn’t even in his house anymore, but in a wild forest. Mike threw his head up and bellowed in sorrow. Soon more stag noises were heard throughout the forest.