Venison

You stared straight ahead and grinned. You weren’t super hungry this morning, not after the whole flock of harpies you’d had last night, so a couple light snacks were more your speed.

The fawns were all protected right now by the dense forest, and there was no way you ever hope to fit between the trees. But you had other ways of catching prey, a magical toolbox which made all of your hunts more fun and interesting. You tilted your head back and stared up at the sky. It was clear and bright, but that was about to change.

Your eyes started glowing bright-white and thunder clouds started rolling in from the ocean. First, you drenched the fawn’s little orgy with a downpour of rain. The deer bitches all looked up at the sky in disappointed, but this was necessary for what you had planned next so you wouldn’t burn down the forest.

Some of the fawns kept fucking in the rain anyway, you swooped low over the treetops, right past the herd, then banked to double back. The fawns were all dancing around a rocky spire, which made a perfect lightning rod. You flapped your wings causing a great thunderclap and the fawns all looked back in your direction, then you sent them running in blind panic when you summoned a lightning bolt which truck the spire.

As they bolted, you tried to herd them out of the forest as best you could, sending lightning bolts out in front of them whenever they veered off course, and before long the panicking herd was out in the open.

The lioness from before pounced on one of them, shoving her to the ground and her cock roughly into the other futa’s ass, but the other predator was of no consequence to you, not at the moment anyway. Two of the fleeing fawns, a pair of unusually thicc milfs, well thicc for fawns anyway, slipped in a puddle from the rain you had summoned. You folded your wings in and swooped down on top of them, grabbing each of the little, fuckable futas in your talons.

Success! You returned to the mountain with your prey and dropped them in your nest. They tumbled and rolled on top of each other, then you landed off to the side with your cock’s shadow looming over them ominously.

One of the fawns, a the bigger of the two, gasped in terror and abject lust at your member. She had short, blonde hair, fair human skin, and big, brown, deceptively innocent eyes. She stared at your cock with her mouth agape and fondled her D cup breasts with one hand, and stroked her nine-inch cock in the other. The look in her eyes was expectant, and anxious. She knew what would happen next, wasn’t afraid, but didn’t relish the idea.

The other one had long brown hair, and human skin almost as brown as the deer fur on her lower body. She was a couple breast sizes smaller than her friend, and her cock was shorter but no less thick. It was also sticking straight up and already gushing precum. The look in her green eyes though was one of sheer terror, because there was no way either of them could possibly take your massive cock.

Still, all kinds of nasty, fun little scenarios played out in your head, and you weren’t sure which you wanted to try first. You usually didn’t like ruining your playthings, but these were just so delicious, that you were considering changing your mind and utterly destroying their asses.