(F to M Stag)

Leah felt the cool grass beneath her shoes, quietly basking in the warmth of the park. She lived in a small town, and had lived there for her entire life. It wasn’t something that could be called special, not by any means… But there was a castle nearby.

That was Leah’s favorite part. Probably because of the castle, Leah had an incredible fixation with princesses. All her life, she’d loved them way more than any other girl, to the point where even now she was lost in her fixation.

The ground rushed to meet her, and she fell with a huff. Her foot ached, and she looked back to find a small cylinder sticking up from the earth behind her. “Ouch…” She muttered, hoping nobody had seen her get carried away by her fantasy again.

Unfortunately for her, she happened to have the worst kind of observer. Enki wasn’t the strongest of gods, not anymore, but had a special fondness for his own cylinders. One such device had been stolen from a museum not long ago, and he’d barely restrained his anger.

The cylinder had fallen from the thief’s bag after a small dose of deific power, and had come to rest lost in the park. Until today, when some poor woman had to go and trip over it. It was the last straw, and he resolved to have some fun with her.

Leah sat up and rubbed her knees, which still ached from her fall. Nothing seemed to be bleeding or broken, which meant that she was free to inspect the fallen device. “Oh, this is just my luck… A beautiful day in the park, and what happens to me? I trip over a cylinder…” She sighed, picking it up to inspect it properly. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, but she paid them little heed.

“Hello, Leah.”

The girl jumped in shock, stumbling until she fell again, this time on her butt. She looked around, but couldn’t see a speaker. “Ouch… Who’s there? Who are you? I can’t see you.”

Enki felt a rush of aggravation at her density and her clumsiness combined. She’d chipped some of the text! At least there was some record of it from its time in the museum, but the offense was nonetheless grave.

“No. I am no prankster.” He replied. “Regardless of the opinions of my sister… We won’t talk about her. I am Enki, son of Anu, and I am a god.”

Leah’s eyes bulged, though she still swiveled her head in search of a speaker. “A… A…A god? But why would a god talk to someone like me? I-I’m… I’m just a random girl.” She was aware that her heart was racing in her chest, fear and excitement alike coursing through her veins.

“You tripped over my cylinder, ‘Random Girl’. Take a look at it, indulge me.” Enki’s voice dripped with amusement. The text around it was a hymn commemorating his coronation of Alulim, the first king of Man. It wasn’t at all accurate, but he appreciated the sentiment.

“Um… Well… I don’t really understand much of this.” Leah admitted bashfully. She looked at the cuneiform text, but was unable to parse more than symbols. “Is it like… Egyptian or something? It seems very old. I’m sorry for tripping over it.”

Enki would have rolled his eyes if he’d chosen to debase himself with a physical form. Since he’d invented language, it wouldn’t take much to bless her with bilingualism. Then again, he also planned to have fun with her. He switched Sumerian and phonetic English in her head with a mild display of power. “Now, try reading it again.”

Leah blinked, suddenly able to comprehend the text. It was the strangest thing—one second she thought she was looking at pretty engravings, and the next she was reading it like English. A brief iota of fear glimmered into her mind at the realization she really was dealing with a god, then she did as asked.

“Okay… So you’re the one who created life? I think? There’s so much information in this hymn.” Leah mused aloud, before looking around again. “But I have a question! If you’re really as special as this hymn says, then why have I never heard anything about you?”

Ouch. She certainly wasn’t winning any points with Enki. He kept his ire from his tone, speaking in a level, albeit arrogant, fashion. “You lack a classical education. I am hardly unknown. Alas, the general population is more familiar with other gods, particularly the Greek pantheon and the Hebrew deity. I am content with being known only by the educated. They are my chosen people, anyways.”

Leah felt a bit put out by that, sticking out her lower lip. “Oh… Well, I studied and learned for years, so—um—do I count as educated? Also, um… I really hope you’ll forgive me for the whole tripping thing.”

“The definition of ‘educated’ is fluid. Times change, standards are lowered, then lowered again. Then lowered again, and again… You catch my point. I assume.” He added that last bit as an afterthought. “There are no strict definitions, so I use my own. A person is considered educated if they recognize my name. Congratulations.”

“Ah, but… I didn’t recognize it at first tough.” Leah sighed, looking down to the cylinder in her hands. “Anyway… I-I’d rather go back home now. I think this is enough stress for one day. I’ll leave the cylinder here! It’s yours, after all.”

“Stop.”

She paused, still holding out the cylinder.

“Are you sure you want to do that? It might lead to some embarrassment. Look at your phone and try reading your text messages.” Enki felt a thrill of amusement at that. It was somewhat of a mood-killer that he’d had to explain his confusion of her tongues, but should prove nonetheless entertaining for it.

She looked down to her phone, only to nearly drop it in shock. It was just like trying to read the Sumerian cuneiform, only now with English. “I… I can’t read anything on my phone! Uhm… Uhm… Could you change that please? I… I kind of need to know my own language.”

“Fine. But only if you praise me. Plus, to sweeten the deal, I will allow you one wish of your choosing.”

Leah beamed. “Okay! Uhm… I praise you!” Her heart raced, as her most fantastic of fantasies felt a step closer to reality. “And I’ve got one! I wish I was royalty! Like a princess!”

Enki laughed. “I praise you in turn! That was perhaps the worst attempt at a hymn I have ever heard!” Men and women had dedicated years of their lives composing epics praising him. Meanwhile, this little creature happened to be either too carefree or too stupid to bother. She would get her wish, but lose everything else. “Done.”

“Oh, really? So… I’m a princess now? There’s a castle that’s just a half hour awy, I could go there! This is my dream coming true, you can’t believe how happy I am!” Leah practically skipped with excitement, a look of sheer happiness plastered across her features.

“I have given you the blessing of the stag,” Enki began, leaving out a few dozen details, “I gave this favor to men of ambition who I saw fit for kingship.”

“Stag? Kings? That doesn’t make any sense…” Leah paused, tilting her head. Her brow furrowed, and Enki fancied that her could see steam slipping from her ears. “What exactly are you talking about? Can you please explain that to me?”

“You wanted to be royal, and so you will have a charisma unmatched by any of your kind.”

“I… Really don’t understand this. I… Are you always talking in riddles?”

“I invented riddles, girl.”

“That doesn’t really make it easier for me…” Leah scratched at her head, confused. She didn’t seem to yet notice the two small lumps growing out from her skull, even though her fingers brushed against them at least once. “Could you please tell me what you mean? Please?”

To tell, or not to tell… Enki contemplated the matter for a moment, before settling on another riddle. “You shall have regalia befitting a master of your kind.”

The girl pouted, her brow furrowed. “That makes even less sense! Besides whatever a ‘Regalia’ is, the master of my kind is the leader of the country. But they’re not royalty, that doesn’t count!”

“So you wish to be a figurehead then? An Ensi, instead of a Lugal?”

Now he was just making up words, Leah was sure of it. “You’re confusing me so much! I want to be royalty, a princess! Not… Whatever those words were, I can’t even remember them right!” The small bumps twitched a bit more in her confusion, growing a bit longer, a bit more pronounced.

“Well, what defines a royal? In the days of my religion, it was the person who controlled the distribution of food. A hegemon.” Enki realized he’d used too large a word, and dialed it back a bit. “The ‘big man.’ That is the literal definition of the word Lugal.”

“Well, ‘Royal’ means that you’re officially either a King, Queen, Prince, or Princess.” She stressed that last word matter-of-factly, as though she was talking to someone who was particularly slow. “If you’re officially that, then you’re royal. I don’t think it’s as easy as you’re making it out to be. I think.”

“Who makes it official, and why? If you want to be royal, you need the power to stay royal.”

“I don’t know the rules!” Leah pouted, tossing her head instinctively and showing off her growing horns. “You’ve got to be born in the royal family, which isn’t the case for me, but my wish should have changed that, right? I mean, if it did I’ll have all the royal guards with the funny hats!”

“No, you will not be born in the royal family. Rather, you are the royal family, and you shall be complete with a harem to continue your line.”

Leah didn’t understand at all. How could a harem possibly help her continue her line? She could only have one child a year, and she only needed one guy for that. More to the point, that would means she would be a step above a princess. “So… I’m Queen now? You’re really confusing. Are all gods that way? Because if so, then this is very overwhelming.”

“We would not be gods if we were otherwise.” Enki decided enough was enough, and the girl needed a more direct influence. “Your regalia is coming along nicely, by the way. Feel your forehead.”

The girl lightly brushed her hand against her forehead, fingers coming into contact with the knobbly bumps of her growing horns. Immediately, she screamed in shock. “What’s happening? Are those horns or something? They feel so rough and hard!”

“Rough and hard, hm?” Enki allowed himself a moment of amusement. “No, they are antlers. And they will be your best friends. They will be magnificent, and will outclass any others. They will scare off rivals, and win you many mates.”

Lean blinked, affronted. “Wait… That aounds like animal stuff! What’s actually happening here? Talk to me normally, and no riddles!”

“You dare to order a god?” Enki thundered. “You are an animal, and always have been. I do not recall your kind being capable of photosynthesis.”

“Are you making fun of me? I don’t like that! Talk to me the normal way!” Her antlers grew longer, forking off into several points. Already they were larger than the average buck in the area, but it seemed there was still plenty of growth to go.

“All right… I will make it crystal clear, for it seems that words are beyond you.”

Leah nearly doubled over as her clit ached, a sharp and full sensation assailing it. It was like it was bulging, swelling, filling her underwear. She tried to ignore it. “Tell me exactly what’s happening, please! I need to know!”

“Well girl, you force my hand.” Enki sighed. “It seems you are too slow to even comprehend that. You are going to transform into an alpha stag.”

“Wait… Stag? Alpha? But… A stag is male?” Leah struggled to connect the dots in her head, but it was like she was dealing with multiple puzzles in multiple books. “And the Alpha would be stronger and better than the others, the leader… But… You’re joking, right?”

“You might want to remove your clothes.” Came his response.

“No no no nonono! You’re not turning me into a stag! No, that’s not what I wished for, you liar!”

“Too bad. You stepped on my cylinder, then gave me the most pathetic praise I have ever heard in my life. And I have lived a long time, girl. My nephew and I hunted mammoths in our youth.”

In a pique of rage, Leah chucked the cylinder against a tree with all her strength. She wasn’t renowned for her throwing arm, but the cylinder was ancient. It simply shattered into dust, leaving a faint stain on the bark that would be erased come next rainfall.

“You made a mistake, girl.” Enki growled, incensed beyond belief. He stimulated the spell further, driving it to a new peak.

Hair follicles were stimulated all along Leah’s body, especially along her crotch, armpits, and her cleavage. She could feel the hairs itching into existence, especially as they brushed between her supple breasts.

“Rww, that’s disgusting! Ugh! Believe me, you false god! You made yourself an enemy! I won’t let this stand!”

“How can you hope to fight me if you cannot even fight my magic?” Enki retorted. He demonstrated his power with a casual push, one that dissolved her clothes into little but air. He wanted her to witness every change to her body, starting with her crotch.

“Hey! Those were incredibly expensive! Nobody cares about you anyways, so just stop!”

She didn’t seem to be getting the point, so Enki decided to exert a little more influence. “Focus on the changes to your crotch, and be only able to speak about them.”

Leah’s eyes widened. “My vagina… It feels so hot.” She couldn’t stop herself from talking, every thought she had about her vagina was translated immediately into speech. “It’s pulsating… It feels good, but so weird…”

Her overstimulated hair follicles began to grow in earnest, short stubble sprouting along her labia. She groaned, struggling not to itch at herself. “Oh no… I always trimmed so well… All those hours of epilation, gone…”

In seconds, the hair went from a snowy dusting to a wild bush. It was thick enough to comb her fingers through, which she did, then trailed up towards her belly button. Every inch of growth made her tingle all the more, and Leah whimpered.

“This is so disgusting… How can anyone like this? This is horrible…”

“It’s simple, girl. The fur will trap your musk, which will drive every nearby female wild.”

“Musk? But I showered yesterday! Do you know how many hours I spend on hygiene!?”

“I neither know nor do I care. If you still do not believe me, bend down and give yourself a sniff.”

Leah wanted to say that he forced her to do so, but had to admit that it was her own mind that set her to bending over. She did precisely as asked, then nearly fell over in shock. It was horrible, a thick, cloying, pungent odor that lingered in her nostrils. “It smells so bad!”

All the same, she was still a female… For now. The male musk had as much an effect on her as it would any doe, and she found her clit begin to twitch and throb. The girl actually had to fight against the urge to touch herself, and was only successful by lifting her arms to clamp her nose shut.

It was perfect timing, as far as Enki was concerned. “Now, focus on your armpits.” He commanded, noting the stubble that was beginning to sprout.

Again, Leah couldn’t help herself. She tilted her head down and right, angling it right for her armpit. Again, she was hit by the musk... Only now, it was growing stronger. It was rich and pungent, and she realized that this was probably something to do with being an alpha.

Under her attentions, her armpit hair continued to lengthen. This was a rich brown, and the hairs grew long enough that they brushed against her inquisitive nose. They tickled her nostrils with every in hale, and she was hit by the musk directly. It felt like it was sticking to her nose, and was driving her completely crazy.

“You want to mate with yourself, do you not?”

Enki’s words cut through the haze of her mind, and Leah struggled to shake her antlered head. “Hngh… N-no… No, I don’t.” She didn’t sound very sure of herself, and so she instead changed the subject. “Ugh… Why is this musk so strong?”

“Because that’s what you wished for. It is the smell of royalty.”

“But… But…” Lean protested feebly, and was unable to keep herself from smelling at her armpit again. This time the hair between her breasts tingled, growing a bit thicker and actually pushing her soft mammaries away from one another. “No deer or stag smells that much. This is too much, way too much…”

“You are making my point, girl. You will be unlike any other.”

“What do you mean? I don’t get it… How will I be different?”

“You will be an alpha among alphas. Your scent will carry for miles and attract countless does.”

“No… No… You can’t do that.” Leah muttered, absently pawing at the thick fur between her legs. “Wait… Don’t alphas act differently than normal stags? What does that mean for me?”

“It means that you will control a large grazing territory, and a harem of does.” Enki was a bit surprised by her slow-wittedness. Then again, she certainly had much on her mind at the moment.

“Well… Deer are the nicest animals out there, so… I guess it could be worse. Still, I’ll find a way to stop this!”

“No. You will not. You will; however, be very territorial, and fight other males for dominance.”

“Me? Fight? Males? No, definitely not. I’m not a fighting girl. I’m not strong, so your plan already fails!” Leah laughed, feeling a faint spark of hope.

“One thing at a time. Speaking of which, focus on your breasts.”

“I hate you so much… So god damn much…” Leah’s head dipped lower, and she looked at the brown hairs growing from between her breasts. They looked so soft, so thick… “You’re not a god. No… You’re worthless and useless! Nobody gives a shit about you!”

“You are only able to talk about your breasts.” Enki commanded, idly chiding himself for forgetting.

“Ugh… This hair between them makes them look so weird. They were so perfect and smooth…”

“They are about to get weirder.”

There was truth to Enki’s words: stags weren’t known for having nipples, after all. For now, Leah was allowed a surge of pleasure as her nipples hardened and extended one last time. She moaned and pinched them with her fingers, her knees crashing together.

“My precious nipples…” She breathed heavily, only to squeak as they sank back into her chest. They were still as stiff as they’d ever been in her life, but they were getting smaller and smaller still. Slowly but surely, they shrank down until just the areola were left. Then they disappeared too. “You’re a monster… A monster! I hate you so much!”

“Off topic again, it seems.” Enki chuckled. “Focus on your butt, and be only able to talk about it.”

She focused on it, but this time kept her mouth shut. If she didn’t talk, then she wouldn’t have to talk about it.

Enki marveled at her stubbornness, then added an addendum to his command. “If you have a thought pertaining to the topic, you must speak it.”

“At least my ass is still perfect. I’m so proud of it…” Leah’s heart sank, and she felt the spell hit with full force. Hair burst from along the crack of her ass, giving it a darker look. Her scent glands around her anus kicked into full overdrive, forming an incredibly strong musk.

“This is so disgusting… My beautiful bubble butt…” She breathed, knowing that any more musk would surely damn her. She was so close to succumbing as is. Then, her butt rippled and pulsed, growing larger.

It wasn’t swelling with fat, but instead was growing with muscle. Prickly stubble covered her butt cheeks, a highly pleasurable sensation of growth that sent tingles along her spine. She moaned loudly in pleasure, hands drifting towards her crotch. She just barely managed to keep from touching it, struggling for all she was worth.

Even more compelling than her crotch was her butt, begging for attention. She wiggled it from side to side, letting out submissive mewls of distress. One more trigger, and she’d surely be lost.

No sooner had the thought left her mind than her tailbone ached. It separated from her hips, pushing out, calling even more attention to her backside. She was unable to keep herself from touching, exploring, and hungrily massaging her butt.

“Well, how does it feel? I command you to answer.”

“Muscular…” Leah breathed, her fingernails darkening as she kneaded against its firm muscles. “It’s not soft and squishy, it’s so weird… Not feminine at all…”

“And how does the hair make you feel?” Enki asked, watching the stubble lengthen into proper fur.

“Weird… I hate it. But it feels so normal… But I hate it so much though.” Leah whimpered, at a total loss for what she could do, much less what she should do.

The decision was taken from her hands an instant later. The spell really kicked in, her body getting itchier and itchier. Stubble covered her legs and her toenails darkened as she struggled to scratch at her underarms, and the hair on her chest.

“No, stop this! I don’t want this! This is a park, people will come and see this!”

“Maybe. And what will they think when they see you? What would a boy think?”

“A boy? Well, obviously they wouldn’t like me. By the way, hate you for that.” She added the second bit sotto voce, scowling. “How will I find a boyfriend like this?”

“That will not be a concern. More to the point… How would a girl feel about you?”

“They’d be disgusted! Obviously!”

“Maybe the human ones.”

Hair continued to grow along her body, so hot and so itchy. She fanned at herself desperately, struggling to cool herself off with a desperate need. “You’re a bastard… I hope the devil will find you one day, and—”

“From now on, speak only about your changes.”

“So much hair! So much disgusting hair everywhere.” Leah whimpered, only to wheeze an instant later. Her chest was changing, her abdomen pulsing and forming a toned six pack any man would be envious of. “So… Muscular… I should hate this so much.”

Her hairy, nipple-less breasts figuratively exploded with pleasure as they shrank, and she mashed her hands against them before running them along her six pack. It seemed to be just the encouragement her body needed, her breasts shrinking into a muscled, broadening hairy chest. The spell was finally beginning to inhibit and destroy the estrogen coursing through her body.

“I feel so weird… What are all these feelings… Why am I liking my muscles… Why? So weird!” Leah babbled insensately.

Leah’s clit poked out through her thick bush, the tip a bit wider than the rest. Meanwhile, the girl’s hairy labia grew wrinkly. She moaned and tried to keep herself under control, but every one of her new feelings was so overwhelming…

Her fingernails and toes expanded into hooves, surrounding and wrapping around her fingers. They bound them into formless enameled masses which soon took on the cloven appearance better befitting of her kind. The girl’s tail pushed out, gaining a coating of fur as new muscles connected to it, allowing it to wiggle and wave.

“No, stop this! Why am I starting to like this! Stop being so quiet!”

“All right, your wish is my command. Tell me, Leah… Are you even a girl? Do you feel like one?”

“I… Don’t know… I’m so muscular. I feel so weird, so weird all over my body…” As she spoke, her antlers continued to grow. The velvety crown was very itchy, and needed to be rubbed. She could feel it inside her heart, but was having trouble bringing her hooved hands that high up her body.

“I’m sure that tree over there is looking really friendly.”

“That… Tree? Why… I… I don’t understand… What do you want from me? Everything is so itchy…”

“Deer shed their antlers and grow new ones every year. When they first grow in, they are covered in velvet which needs to be scraped off.”

“Oh.” It made sense when he explained it like that. She walked to the tree, starting to scrape off the velvet, unsure whether it was good or bad. Every motion made her antlers grow larger, their branches spreading further and further, heavier and heavier. She couldn’t see it, but she could feel her head getting heavier.

When Enki was young, in near prehistoric times, there was a giant species of deer. They were now called Megaloceros, and the size and heft of Leah’s antlers brought them to mind with a wave of half-forgotten memories. Like the Megaloceros of the past, Leah’s neck muscles bulged, allowing her to lift her head up, though not without some effort.

It hurt. It was difficult, but she was able to keep scraping her antlers against the tree. “This is so weird… Turn me back… I beg you… Please.”

“Once again, you insult me. You would dare ask something of a god without offering something in return?”

“I don’t have anything I could offer!” Leah half-sobbed, borderline hysteric. “You’re taking everything away from me!”

“Not your devotion. You still have deities, after all.”

“What do you want?  I’ll do anything, please, turn me back.”

Leah groaned, tilting her stronger neck, feeling the new muscles swelling. She lifted her head up and down, angling it to scrape and scratch against the tree. Her antlers were long and wide, a flaring out until they were individually nearly as large as her body was long.

“I do not want anything. You have lost my favor. That said, perhaps my dear sister would be willing to intervene. She is the goddess of beauty, after all. Fixing this would be nothing for her. But you would have to earn her favor… And quickly.”

“I’d do anything ! Just help me! Please! I feel so weird… Please help me… I’ll do anything!” Leah tried to pray to a goddess she didn’t know.

Silence was her only response, until Enki interrupted it with laughter. “She would never respond to someone who doesn’t at least know her name.”

“Ugh… I can’t I feel so weird why do I feel so odd?” Leah babbled, drool dripping from her lower lip. Her every breath was becoming more and more intense, filling her lungs with more and more air, a bit at a time.

“Because your body is filling with testosterone, my dear ‘girl’.” Enki replied.

“No! It’s making me feel and think weirdly! Please stop this… Please…” As she begged, her tail finished forming. Her pretty face distorted slightly, widening and stretching into the beginning of a muzzle. “Ug…”

She started to touch her six pack and butt again, unable to deny herself of that strong need. As she did, her tongue grew longer in her mouth, almost capable of tasting her musk. “No… No… No… No…” Leah was only able to say the one word, her hands moving towards her crotch again.

“Leah, I shall give you a little help.” Enki announced, secretly wanting to hear the girl speak with that protomuzzle of hers. “My sister’s name is Inanna.”

“Inanna… Bwease helb me! I beg yu! I need youw helb! Blease! Blease! Blease! I’wull do aneeding!” Leah fumbled around her stretching jaw and her thickening tongue alike, desperate to make the words into something approaching a prayer.

It was the worst hymn ever spoken in the name of his sister, and he had to fight he urge to laugh. It was a true prank in the most meaningful sense of the word, and doubtless she’d feel a spark of ire from the feeble girl’s words.

“Ugh… My head huwds… Why is dinging getting mowe difficuld?” Leah groaned, pressing her hooves against her crotch. Her metamorphosing ovaries traveled into her wrinklylabia, until with a wet schlop they fell down, now a large pair of testicles.

Leah nearly passed out with shock, looking between her legs and seeing the cervine scrotum. “No… Dis is bad! So bad! But… Waid…” Her addled mind kicked into overdrive, and she struggled with the effort of thought. “Dond dose creade desdosderone?” She asked, feeling scared.

“Yes, they do. I am very glad you remember your biology.”

“Ugh… No… I feel even weirder… Ohh… So sdwong… Hm… Muscles… Hmm…” Leah could feel herself changing further and further from female. Her vagina closed and her clit extended further outwards, with a small opening at the tip. She shook her head, whimpering. “No…”

Just then, Enki felt a rush of divine power—and not his own. Apparently his sister, goddess of sex, wanted to spice up the scene. The smell of wandering does filled the air, and he stifled an undignified snort of laughter.

Leah sniffed the air and her eyes widened. She began to rub her hooves against her clit, but that didn’t feel as good as she wanted. A rush of inspiration came to her, and she stroked her soft-furred wrists against her crotch instead, scraping her antlers against the tree.

“Well, Leah? What do you smell?”

“D... D… D-Doe… M… M-Made… No… No so wrong… No…”

“And how do you feel whenever I call you ‘girl’?”

Leah’s tongue was thick and clumsy in her proto-muzzle. “Good… Bad… Weird… Wrong? I dond know…” He groaned, arching his back as her body flooded with testosterone. He felt like some kind of male testosterone junkie, which made sense because she was mostly a male human… Male?

Before he could ruminate more on that thought, a cute little nose peeked out of the woods next to the park. It was followed by its owner’s muzzle, a cute little doe tentatively creeping out towards the scent of a male’s musk.

Leah smelled the doe in the air, and began bucking her hips in earnest. “Nngh… Dude… Muscles gread… Smells good… Hmm… Sdrong… Hmm… Mate… No… Yes? Ugh… No…” Her antlers finished growing into the most magnificent that the planet had seen in millennia. From one end to the other, they spanned the length of a full grown man—without counting the length of their branches.

She was still rubbing her wrists against her weird crotch, and angling her massive antlers against the tree. Her extremely large clit widened further, and just like that it was no longer a clitoris.

“Leah, what exactly are you playing with?”

“Hmmmh… Huh? Whaddoo say? I sbaced oud, dude… All… So weird…”

“I will allow you one repetition. You will answer. What is between your legs?”

“Pussy? No… Not pussy? I thoughd… Id’s so long… Sdrong… Ohhhyeah sdrong…” Leah fidgeted, obviously fighting with himself, struggling against testosterone. His nostrils flared, and he bucked his hips with a low grunt.

“Feel around. Is there a pussy there?”

Leah did as asked, feeling it stiffening, hardening, aching with need. “No, dude… No pussy there…”

“So, what are you touching, Leah?”

“Cock… Dick… Big… Hmmmhuge…”

“So, Leah. Are you a girl?”

“Yes! No! Well… Girl? Budd… Girl no cock… Bud I girl? Nod girl? No? Yes? My head… So confused.”

“Well, you have to pick one. Sniff the air, then tell me if you want to be a girl or a boy.”

He sniffed the air, and all he smelled was his musk and the doe. He was confused, so he didn’t answer. Instead, he allowed a silence to fall over the park. It was a silence soon broken by the doe stepping on a branch.

Leah’s head snapped towards it, and it felt like time had stopped completely. The doe returned the look, mesmerized. Clearly, she had never seen or smelled a mate like this. Naturally, the animal turned and presented herself to Leah, fanning her own feminine musk with her tail.

Leah smelled it and walked closer, and closer. A part of her didn’t want to. A part of him needed to.

“What do you want to do with her, Leah?”

She worked his jaw idly, forcing himself to enunciate in hopes that the god could understand his plight. “Doe… Pet… Mate.. Pet… Mate… Mate… Mate…”

“And do girls mate with does?”

“N… N… N… No… No… Nooo!”

“What does?”

“Boy… Male…”

Enki tutted. “Boys mate with human girls. She happens to be a little hairy for that. No, what are you really?”

“Human… No…No… Bud… Uhm… I… Whadd me?”

“I will give you a hint, another of many. In Sumerian, it means ‘Alulim’.”

“Huh? No undersdanddd…”

“You are a stag, Leah.”

The doe’s musk was clouding his mind too much. Leah couldn’t think, didn’t want to think. He felt a flash of ire at the god talking to him, but knew upsetting the god was bad. “Sdagg… Yes… Whaddsa ‘stag’?”

“It is a male deer.”

The doe’s musk assailed Leah’s nose, and his nose flattened and widened. His muzzle pushed out, moving closer to the doe’s backside. Then it moved closer still, as he moved his face towards the doe’s backside, taking a generous sniff. He had to…

“So, what are you going to do?”

“Muhhh… Muhhade. Mayyy-tuh…” Was the best Leah could manage, instead still sniffing and sniffing at the doe’s entrance. She lifted her tail to show she was ready, but he wasn’t fully capable of processing that signal. Instead, he licked her entrance, letting his long and sloppy tongue taste the doe’s nectar.

The much smaller doe let out a faint bleat of desire, and her tail wiggled against Leah’s broad nose. His spine cracked and shifted, and he fell onto his hands permanently. He was no longer able to stand vertically.

It didn’t bother Leah in the slightest. He kept licking, trying to get his minds in agreement. A small part of her didn’t want to mate. He did. He wanted to mate. So she licked to stop herself. Unfortunately, the taste of the doe’s feminine juices set Leah’s testosterone production into overdrive. It flooded his body irrevocably.

He was fighting the hardest fight of his life, becoming a stag. And if he mated, he’d always be one, he knew it. He tried not to, but Enki and Inanna alike had a cruel sense of humor. More and more does entered the park, filling the air with overwhelming musk.

Leah looked at all of them, feeling his new equipment growing… Pulsating… It was his first erection, and so it was easy to lose himself to the overpowering need. He had to fill them, had to stuff his cock inside them and fuck until they were ready to bear his children. His member grew to an enormous size, and was throbbing. The does could tell it was, producing more musk.

“Turn… Back… Puhhhleeethuh!” Leah slurred around his thick lips, feeling his teeth thicken.

“No, stag.”

Leah’s neck thickened even further, deepening his next words into a bellow. He couldn’t fight anymore, he was too far gone. He jumped onto the nearest doe, probing for her entrance with his massive deer cock.

It was clumsy rutting, but their bodies were meant to be together. In a matter of seconds, his crude attempts were rewarded by the warmest, tightest fuck of his life. He thrusted by instinct and instinct alone, never having done anything like this before. It was the best thing he’d ever felt, regardless.

The doe struggled beneath his weight, but she was obliged to support her alpha. She pushed back as hard as she could, rocking to and fro with animalistic lust. It seemed Leah’s instincts were spot on, despite how roughly he was treating the doe.

Before long, the doe reached an orgasm—but Leah had yet to reach his own. He was on the edge of the biggest orgasm of his life, but couldn’t reach it. He snorted, agitated, and looked around for the voice he’d been talking to.

Of course, Enki had one last trick to play on her. The god was holding it back so that if Leah came, everything that was left of the girl within the stag would empty with the seed. He wanted Leah to experience everything a stag would beforehand, and that included what came next.

Just as another bold doe presented herself to Leah, a rustle came from the trees. A massive pair of antlers came from the trees, a twelve-point stag following it. His antlers were barely half the size of Leah’s, and the stag snorted at the intruder.

Leah turned, suddenly unable to mount the doe despite his throbbing erection. He couldn’t… He couldn’t fuck this doe with this intruder. He started to feel angry, especially as the other stag snorted and stamped his feet.

It was a challenge, but Leah didn’t know what to do. He stood there for a moment, angry but unsure of how to respond to the challenge. Then again, he didn’t need to “know” anything. He had instincts that were all too easy to follow, testosterone flooding his strong body.

The other stag lowered his antlers, and Leah lowered his own in turn. He knew the other does were watching, and stood his ground as the other stag charged. Their antlers met with a loud clack, though Leah didn’t so much as bulge an inch.

Instead, Leah pushed his antlers back, moving his form forwards with all of his strength. He was an immovable wall of muscle, one that had just an hour ago been a beautiful human girl. He shoved against the smaller stag, and it was no match for his raw power.

Leah neatly tossed the stag back, bellowing loudly as the smaller male scrambled to his feet. The frightened male fled in an instant, leaving Leah with a herd of does who were positively dripping after such a display. They would follow Leah anywhere.

Meanwhile, Leah’s body was dripping with testosterone. He needed more, more to dominate, more! He grunted, looking to each of the does in turn.

“They are yours.” Enki whispered into Leah’s ears. “You have your pick of the lot, just choose a favorite and fuck your mind away.”

Leah didn’t have an answer. That human part of his mind made it hard to tell which was the finest, which deserved his affections. Luckily, that bold doe from before was still in the clearing. She was larger than the rest, and she huffed. Then she turned, lifting her tail and letting her strong musk waft towards Leah.

He didn’t hesitate this time. He jumped onto her back, finding her entrance immediately. The other does looked a bit put out, but they’d get their chance soon enough. Leah still had some pent up arousal from his first rut.

He also had pent up aggression, and he thrusted roughly. He was more and more dominant with each thrust, aggressive as any other alpha male. Sure enough, soon Leah’s new favorite was near the brink of her own orgasm, only holding back to wait for her mate.

It didn’t take Leah long. He bellowed loudly, shooting his seed into her with an orgasm that made his body shake, and his mind go blank. The part that was human let out a pitiful last mental wail, then was forever erased in a torrent of cum.

The doe, now fertilized, allowed herself an orgasm as well. She batted her eyes, and Enki found himself a little suspicious of her. This doe was a little too intelligent, a bit too smart. He suspected his sister had gotten annoyed with one of her handmaidens, transformed her, and summoned her here. That was for the best, Leah the stag could use someone to keep him out of trouble.

After all, the stag was too dimwitted to notice the spark of intelligence the doe possessed. Instead, he dismounted and licked her entrance clean. His tail flicked with amusement, and he moved to rub his neck against hers, marking her with his scent and marking him with hers.

And thus, Enki’s revenge was complete. There was only one thing left for him to do. He took the form of a large man with a booming voice, calling out to the deer. “Hey! What’s going on here! Who goes there?”

Any other deer would flee from a human, but Leah was no normal stag. He was an alpha unlike any other. He lowered his antlers, grunting and scuffing a hoof against the ground.

Enki should have known better. He smiled, tutting. “Stubborn to the end.” Then he flooded the air with a mountain lion’s scent, letting out an ear splitting roar.

Leah was an alpha, but he knew there were some things even he could not fight… At least, not with so many does nearby. Concern for his harem’s safety sent him bellowing for them to scatter, and once his favorite had fled, he too turned tail.

The flock ran into the forest, though the park would smell like them for days. That lingering scent was the last the world would have to remember Leah, and as it faded none would know the stag was once a girl.