The Deer huffed as Freyr bounced on his cock, while thrusted into the 'Doe's' cum hole. Leaking cum splattered against his bare groin with every thrust.
Freyr continued to bounce, determined to squeeze as much seed out of the Male as he could.
The Deer's pants became weathered, as he finally thrusted hard into Freyr. That warm gush of seed filled the 'Doe's' gut once more.
What was this? The 10th, 11th, 12th Male he's had?
The Deer squirmed as Freyr continued to bounce on his cock, trying to get every drop out of the male's balls as he could.
The Deer panted exhaustedly when Freyr stopped. Another one out for the count.
Freyr seeing his latest companion down, he looked about him. The room was full of Deer, a few dozen of them resting against the walls and furniture of the Storehouse, sleeping and resting after the long Rutting.
Did he do them all? He must have done.
Though his mind was blurred by lust and exhaustion, Freyr recognised the opportunity for him to escape.
Weakly he lifted himself off of the Deer's cock, more cum gushing out of his worn hole, make him moan and shiver at the sensation.
He continued to make his way up, easing himself up using the wall as leverage.
He pulled himself along the wall and reached the Storehouse door. After the hard rutting, Freyr had lost complete track of time.
With all his strength he eased the door open, being blinded by a strong brightness.
It must be day time.
Freyr cautious looked back and saw that not a single Deer had stirred. Though weak, Freyr knew he wouldn't get another chance to escape.
And though his cum drunk mind was blurring his mind. He had to take this opportunity.
So Freyr cleaned quickly cleaned himself up and gathered his things from the main cabin and pushed north to continue his journey.
Hopefully this time his Deer form will last, and the new clothes won't attract too much attention.
The End