Take her home...

"I'm blessed to have you as my mate. Why didn't you introduce me to that machine earlier!" The doe's voice mixed eagerness with a tinge of regret, pondering on the experiences she might have missed while living as a male. Unbeknownst to her, the longing and reflective thoughts were influenced by the machine's programming. Being deeply affected before her transformation meant Jerri harbored no desire for her past male existence, feeling that no joyous memories awaited her should she return to being a stag. "God's please, the teasing is killing me," Jerri exclaimed, her voice sore from the constant screams of pleasure.

Tomas was enraptured as he witnessed the first surge of her climax. Feeling her body clench around his dick, he firmly held her hips, drawing back slightly. His next forward motion was decisive, piercing through her virginity in a single, powerful thrust, claiming her completely.

"Weeheehee," Jerri screamed so loudly that it echoed in the laboratory, her eyes rolled back into her head. Pleasure and pain blending within in a strangely delightful way, mind flashing back for a split second to another experience. It'd been harsh and horrible, completely unlike the joy her alpha stud was giving her now. "Oh Ooo yes my love!" The little doe moaned out excitedly, as she pushed her wide round rump back at the male humping her. Panting and moaning weakly as his thrusting pounded orgasm after orgasm out of her. Joy and pleasure from being bred the way she needed, washing away the pain and horror of what'd happened to that failed stag... She couldn't even think of his name anymore, all that mattered was the hard stag rutting her relentlessly. "Tomas... Oho gods, Tomas you are such a top buck!"

Her words of encouragement sent shivers down Tomas' back, making his small white tail flag up in excitement. He couldn't help himself, he might've developed the machine and practiced day and night so he could convince other beta stags to use it, but it didn't mean that Tomas wasn't susceptible to flattery. Something he had never gotten from any doe outside of his own mother. "Perfect doe, perfect mate, perfect body... you're just the best Jerri, I wish I could forever rut you silly."

"Who says we need to stop; please my stag, fuck me for as long as you want!" Her thrusting wasn't helping him unfortunately, as his still slender thighs were on fire. His member might've been that of an alpha stag, but the rest of his body sure as hell wasn't. The same could be said for his stamina, as he was just about running on fumes at this point.

Turning her head, Tomas planted a kiss onto the doe's lips, Jerri eagerly returning it as she embraced another first with her mating partner, the stag that would make her a mother. "I hope your womb is ready, my love, because it's about to get a whole lot more stuffed."

"Ammm yes please my stag... fill me with your offspring," the sleek little doe begged, making it that much harder for Tomas to hold back. Her hot sex gripping his thick dick, clenching down tightly on it as he worked in and out of her.

His breath came in ragged gasps, his sweaty body throwing itself against her plush rump. Sliding his hands up, he gripped her firm little breasts, they were always so small at first. Once he got his fawns growing in her belly, they would fill out with milk and sag... nipples grow longer over the mating seasons. He knew this from the other doe's that he'd made, in fact, he had studied the changes their bodies had gone through. "Aha gods I want to fill you soooo much," Tomas admitted, his hip's going into overdrive, pounding away in a savage, almost feral, manner as he neared his peak.

"YES! Please... please fill me, you horny stud!" Jerri moaned, her body trembling harder, breath coming in hoarse moans as she eagerly gave herself to him. The tiny stag moaned out, throwing his head back while his huge testicles drew up in their sack. His stud stick erupting, hosing down the inside of Jerri's womb with powerful gushes of potent seed.

"Yes... YES! I feel it... my stag is filling me surely with his offspring," the eager doe moaned, as a fresh wave of pleasure raced through her body. Erasing more memories of the fur she used to be, leaving her happy that she had pleased her stag enough to receive his seed.

Silence fell on the pair as they rode out their respective climaxes, Jerri happy as she could feel her heat calm down. Tomas was gritting his teeth hard, his massive dick wasn't meant for the kinda body he currently had, meaning that the massive thing took up more blood that even one of the massive stags would experience.

The seed traveling through his balls and up his shaft was equally as overwhelming, he felt his body expanding to accommodate the unnatural amount of sperm it shot out. As his vision and mind returned to him, Tomas became aware of a set of lips that were gently kissing the side of his muzzle. "Welcome back, my love." Tomas blushed, seeing how Jerri witnessed him in a **** moment. Though Jerri's loving eyes told him that she didn't mind.

"Good to be back." He rubbed her bloated belly softly, feeling up how he'd made her stretch to make room for his alpha seed. Standing back up, Tomas drew his retreating member out of Jerri's overstretched sex, his seed following close behind as a clear pop was heard. "Get dressed my beautiful doe, it's time for you to meet the others," Tomas enthusiastically said, a nerdy feel to his voice once more as his dominant sex nature dissipated.

He licked his lips, still savoring the softness of Jerri's kisses. She'd surpassed even Camilla in the transformation process. The recent adjustments to Tomas' wonderful device had been flawless, preparing it for the ultimate challenge: attracting a true alpha stag into the chamber to transform him for the better. A grin unfurled across Tomas's narrow cervine muzzle as he assisted Jerri with gathering her belongings as adeptly as he could.

The walk from his laboratory to his residence was mercifully brief. Initially, the journey had filled him with apprehension, but his concerns were alleviated by the seclusion of his home, visited only by the circle of friends he had cultivated--many of whom, under his influence, had become does. Leading Jerri into his dwelling, Tomas secured the door behind them.

"Ah, home," he announced, a sense of possession swelling within him. Tomas harbored some guilt over the necessity of keeping them confined, yet Tomas was optimistic about the future. Once he overcame that alpha male's tyranny, he envisioned a liberated existence for his transformed companions, dedicated to fulfilling their every desire.

"Your home is ever so lovely," Jerri exclaimed with genuine intrigue, admiring the expansive residence Tomas had acquired at a bargain. With the urban migration drawing most away to the cities, he had seized the opportunity for solitude in the countryside, perfect for his work on his projects. "So much space here," she marveled as Tomas led her through the house, eventually guiding her to a bedroom she could call her own.

"You can rest here... this room has its own connecting bathroom." He showed her where it was along with the closet, he had already brought her some new female clothing. In a few different dimensions, as he hadn't been sure of her size before the transformation. They spent the rest of the night mating, taking time between rutting to rest and cuddle together. With every breeding a bit more of Jerri's former male fursona vanished, as her new doe personally solidified within her mind.

By the time he had finished mounting her, the old Jerome was all but gone. Only cute loving little Jerri the eager doe remained, it'd been that way for all of them. Although Tara, his first crude transformation still kept a few of her masculine traits and memories. She did not talk about it much, and she'd proved very happy and helpful. Working with him to perfect his machine, helping him to get to know the other beta stags.

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