Bully buck...

The next morning, Tomas introduced Jerri to the others. In fact, Jerome had already known them as other stags. However, Jerri had never met them in doe form, so Tomas went around making introductions. "Jerri dear, this is Tara, my first and dearest doe. Tara dear, I hope you will welcome Jerri into the herd."

"Of course, beloved," Tara grunted in that husky, almost masculine voice she still had, while wrapping Jerri up in a gentle embrace. "So good to have another girl in the herd. Oh my, aren't you a beauty." Jerri blushed as she returned the bigger doe's gentle, yet strong, embrace with a smile.

"Thank you so much," Jerri replied meekly, as the new females were very meek at first. Tomas smiled at his two girls; they were so different from each other.

Perhaps I should send Tara through the machine a second time now that I've perfected it, Tomas thought with a smirk, as Tara hugged the smaller, more feminine Jerri roughly.

"And this is Kari," the stag gestured to the next big doe, who appeared much more feminine than Tara. Kari was very round, as he'd bred her pregnant last season; still, she was a pretty doe indeed. Tomas knew the true test was about to come, after all, his next doe, Bren, had been Jerri's brother before the change.

"Hello," Kari said shyly, the big doe still very meek and shy due to a mistake in his calibration of the mental shifting. Her body had transformed well, but mentally, she had been made into an utter brainless bimbo.

"Hi..." Jerri greeted, moving over to Kari, who hugged her very briefly.

"And of course, this is Bren..." He had barely gotten the words out of his mouth when the two girls were embracing each other happily.

"Oh Bren, I'm so glad to see you again, broth--Err, sister. I'm so glad you found a fine stag," Jerri giggled, patting Bren's round belly, as their stag had put a fawn in her.

"Tomas is a wonderful stag. I hope to bear many of his fawns in the future." The stag winced, knowing he'd gone a bit overboard with the mental submission in Bren. Still, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. Bren had been one of the strongest betas he'd converted.

"And this lovely doe is Camilla," Tomas introduced with a grin; he had converted Cameron into Camilla only a short time before Jerri. She was close to perfect: pretty, sexy, meek but not shy, nor brainless like some of the others.

"Oh, hello Cam... Camilla," Jerri stammered, frowning slightly as Cameron and Jerome had been rival beta males their whole life.

"Hullo..." Camilla purred in her sexy new voice, looking over the other doe with a critical eye. "So you're the new girl... I hope he bred you as hard as he bred me. But I rather doubt it... our stag has a marked affection for me."

"Oh, he loves to breed me... He bred me all night long!" Jerri retorted crossly. It seemed the two of them were still rivals even as females.

"Oh, how many times?" Camilla inquired with a smirk. "Because I doubt it was more than he mounted me." The pretty doe snorted, while Jerri glared at her from across the room.

"Girls, please... it was the exact same amount, I assure you," Tomas interjected with a faint smile as they all sat down to breakfast together. Camilla and Jerri sat on either side of him, both snuggling close as they ate together.

*****

Once he'd finished breakfast, Tomas locked the house up and headed back to his laboratory. As he completed the short walk to the battered old place, the stag heard stomping coming from the nearby forest. It was followed by a deep-throated groaning sound; he recognized the sound of a stag's mating call. Clearly, it wasn't the sound of a beta male looking for a doe to breed; this was a powerful male who didn't care if he was heard. The small stag ignored all of that, strolling over to unlock his lab door. He went about his day as usual, listening to the stomping hoofsteps getting closer and closer. Inside, Tomas made sure everything was powered up, running a systems check on all his calibrations.

Suddenly, the lab door flew open, striking the wall with a loud 'bang', making Tomas jump as he turned to see Darnell. The tall, powerfully built alpha stag stood in the doorway, grinning nastily, his nostrils flaring as he drew in a deep breath. "I smell a doe in season!" he snorted as he stalked into the room, sniffing and snorting as he followed the scent. "Why would there be a doe here... You're plainly not worth fucking," Darnell grunted insultingly, as he stopped just in front of Tomas, showing off his powerful body. The smaller stag gulped, knowing he stood no chance against the other male in a physical confrontation.

"Why was she here?" Darnell snarled, roughly shoving Tomas back against the wall. The tiny male winced as his back hit the hard surface. Bending over, Darnell sniffed along the small stag's body. His huge, deadly rack of antlers poking against Tomas's chest made him feel a bit intimidated as Darnell now sniffed around his crotch, the smell of Jerri's heat lingering on those hefty male organs. "And where is she now?"

"Some females prefer a male with brains rather than brawn to breed them." Darnell lifted his head quickly, glaring at the smaller male who stood in front of him.

"Well... maybe one," the big alpha stag observed with a sneer, eyeing the sizable bulge in the tiny male's crotch. "So the little nerd has himself a groupie. Now where is she? I'm going to show her what real breeding is like, and then she'll go back to my herd. Or do you want to fight me for her?" The tall alpha male growled, lowering his head slightly as if getting ready to charge. Tomas drew himself up to his full height and slowly straightened his clothing while pointedly ignoring the bigger deer. He listened to Darnell huff and puff in obvious frustration, seeking a fight--one they both knew Darnell would easily win. Tomas wasn't going to fight him since there was no point in it.

"I don't know where she is... we had our fun and she wandered off," the little deer gloated as he picked up a clipboard, jotting down a few notes while Darnell stood there glaring at him.