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The room was dark and silent, only the muffled bellowing of their voices could be heard as they tried to evade the muzzles. They had to wait a long time before they saw a light come on from the ceiling. A glow that dazzled them, knocking them out. They were sweating profusely, their soaked clothes stuck to their fur like a second skin. \"Sorry for the wait, it wasn't very professional from me...\" A warm, thundering voice jolted them to the spot, before their eyes came a figure gruesomely familiar to them. It was a deer of considerable stature, endowed with a statuesque body where every muscle appeared magnificently in relief; it had vein-studded biceps, a face with sweet features and an immaculate white smile. In the two small brown eyes darted an ambiguous light, difficult to interpret, certain it was that it clashed with the sweet genuineness of the face. More and greater peculiarities were the lack of horns: his skull possessed none, and the total absence of fur around his body. He was completely hairless from paws to scalp, his pinkish skin appeared as it was without any covering. Even more ambiguous fact, and here Millie and Ozy shuddered in horror, was that he was naked; his member was veiled in a tiny little hole above the pubic triangle, which was also, as already mentioned, completely hairless. He walked steadily, each step seeming calculated, swaying with turned shoulders but in general displaying a fierce self-confidence. He approached the two children, who had grown silent since his arrival. He sniffed them greedily, inhaled their childlike scent and intoxicated himself with it, filling his lungs to the limit. When he was done, he let out a long sigh. \"Ah, great...great, you smell delicious...\" He began stroking their thighs in unison, using both hands. \"Too bad you still have all this hair...\" Upon hearing his voice again, Ozy could no longer contain himself and exploded into a series of violent, agitated cries. The deer let him be, stood by and watched him wriggle. When the little fox stopped fidgeting, then he began to speak quietly again. \"We have much work to do, my children...\" He walked to a tool counter, exposing his firm backside, his buttocks twitching with each step. \"Much, much work...\" He repeated to himself, under his breath. \"My name is Derek, by the way. You might as well know it now, you'll never get out of here anyway.\"\nThis time it was Millie who fidgeted compulsively, sent an inhuman cry through the muzzle, her eyelashes wet with tears. \"There's no need to fidget, there's really no need. I'm in charge here and you're not going anywhere, I assure you.\" Derek laughed quietly, as if trying to dose his laughter. His every gesture expressed calmness and full control of the situation. Ozy and Millie did not stop staring at his every little movement, trying to interpret its purpose.\nThe deer turned around; in his hand was an electric razor of the common kind that runs on batteries. He approached the two children again and placed the instrument on the floor beside them. \"First, I have to take off these horrible clothes...you know, children, clothes only hide your beautiful little bodies...there is no more disgusting thing, is there? We are born naked for a reason, why should we then be afraid to show ourselves as we really are?\" As he spoke, Derek began to run his hands over Ozy. First he caressed his cheek, just above the lace connecting the muzzle to the nape of his neck; the fox shivered at that touch. Just at that instant, a transformation took place in the deer's lower belly. From the small hole on his groin poked out a pinkish mass of cylindrical shape, his cock manifested itself in all its magnificence, leaving behind the foreskin. Studded with scarlet capillaries, it was as wide and long as the fox's arm. Ozy found it before his eyes, a very short distance away, exuding a musky scent. \"Is something wrong, Ozy?\"\nOzy did not respond, so much had chilled the blood in his veins. That big, hot bat continued to dangle less than a palm away from his face, he felt pure horror and fear at the thought that there might be contact.\n\"Well, if there's no problem, we can safely continue!\" Derek gave a toothy grin. Ozy tried to evade his touch, then the deer immediately changed his expression. \"Perhaps I have not made myself clear, Ozy dear...\" His tone of voice suddenly changed, becoming gravelly. \"I'm in charge here!\" Exclaiming this, he charged a slap with which he struck him full in the face, triggering a pained sob in him. \"Do you understand me now, Ozy?\" Derek's voice became honeyed again; Millie trembled breathlessly. The deer's hands moved quickly this time, as if impatient. He ripped off Ozy's shirt, tearing it to shreds, let it glide away to the floor. As he did so, he uncovered the child's gaunt, thin chest, covered with a multitude of silvery hairs. Derek grimaced and shook his head. \"NO! NO! This hair is horrible! Horrible! Look at me, look how cool I am without any hair! Do you see it?\" And as he spoke, his cock grew bigger, filling with blood, while his eyes revealed an ever-increasing madness. \"See how perfect I am? OH...\" He stroked the child's thigh. \"You too, little darling, you too are perfect!\" Finishing his sentence, he clawed at his underpants and underwear, tearing them in one stroke so as to denude Ozy completely. His infantile, shrimp-like member twitched between his fine thighs. \"Oh, I can't wait to admire you as you really are!\" With a feline snap, the deer moved toward Millie. He held her by the nape of her neck and brought her face close to his own, panting on her. \"Now it's your turn, cutie patootie-you're a little frugality, you know? A sweet, tender little rug ... and you're mine, all mine and no one else's!\" With equal brutality shown for Ozy, he gutted the clothes away from the little girl's vibrant body. He uncovered her immature breasts, with nipples poking out just beyond the chest hair, and her pussy-like little slit between her two thighs. Derek placed a hand there, with expert fingers found the tiny clitoris, stimulated it with touches, the girl moaned, disgusted. \"Uh uh!\" The deer, on the contrary, was elated. \"Good, good, great! Now comes one of my favorite parts!\" He moved to pick up the electric razor, turned it on with a button, and soon the room was filled with the growl produced by that common object, which in Derek's hands took on the guise of a hellish contraption. He held it out to Ozy as if it were a sword. \"Get ready, sweetheart!\"\nOzy jerked his head to the side, produced that pathetic moan again, but the razor's vibrating razor blades rested inexorably on him. Derek passed the implement meticulously, insisting on the nape of his neck and pubis, there the amount of hair was greatest. Each time the razor took away a clump of the fox's hair, he groaned in pleasure, almost as if he were sculpting a work of art. \"Yes-let's shave it all off! Everything, down to the last hair!\" He shouted, as if intoxicated by an alcoholic fume. \"Yes! Yes!\" Rich with exhilaration, he uncovered Ozy's skin, which was pinkish, very faint and soft. The baby sobbed, then burst into tears as he would not stop shaking and pawing his little paws against the floor. Derek could have slapped him again, of course, but he preferred to enjoy his torment rather than interrupt the flow. Shortly thereafter, with the buzzing of the instrument ringing in the child's ears, Derek disentangled himself from him and admired the job done. At his feet was a carpet of silvery locks, he looked at them with revulsion, then went back to admiring the fox's bare little body; it was his masterpiece. \"Oh yes...\" He murmured, caressing his completely hairless chest and face. \"Now you're perfect! Yes, you are indeed perfect!\" As if to confirm this impression, the deer's cock was again prey to a filling of blood. With it, Derek slapped one of Ozy's cheeks, beat it into him with vehemence mixed with gentleness. \"I can't wait to fuck you, sweetie...\" He gave him a kiss on the forehead, adhered his lips to the skin for several seconds and parted them with a pop. He quickly passed to Millie, who in the meantime had been watching the obscene fulfillment of that spectacle. Finding it gruesome, she too stretched her head in the opposite direction from Derek, as if trying to escape him as much as possible. A vain attempt that the deer did not appreciate. He clamped a hand around her slender neck and brutally squeezed it to the point of suffocation. She, sending pathetic sobs, turned her own sweet, tear-soaked eyes on him. He reciprocated with a grim look. \"No no...you're not going anywhere, wee one. It's your turn now, Ozy's gotten a lot cuter, hasn't he?\" He softened his grip and switched the razor back on, waved it to remove the embedded strands and retracted it toward the scarlet-haired nymphet. She closed her eyes, but could not help her tactile senses signaling the presence of the razor on her. She sensed the vibration of the tiny razor blades, each shift of air on her shaved skin making her shudder, giving her a new and annihilating sense of discomfort. Derek burst out laughing, hopped around the girl on his strong, nimble legs to strike her from multiple angles, also doing a remarkable job with her. An immaculate shave, from the tips of her ears down to her sweet little feet, and Millie found herself stripped of her dear fur. Meanwhile around her neck the signs of suffocation were becoming more obvious, purplish abrasions, now that there was no hair to veil them, appeared with clarity just above the clavicular joints. Millie struggled to breathe, the pain was searing, but Derek did not mind so much as he was caught up in his own cleaning task. When he had both of them stripped of their fur, he swept away what had fallen on the floor, then returned to the two prisoners with a strange cream. He spread it all over their bodies, again insisting on the erogenous zones. He smeared the cream on Ozy's little phallus, abounding, then followed by coating Millie's pussy with the same care and meticulousness. He did the same with her breasts, before dispensing the lotion, licked them, nibbled the nipples, stopping only the baby's cries became too high-pitched and annoying. \"Oh, there will be time for fun, yes ... I have to resist, first, this lotion, then ...\" He massaged himself on his cock, which was now hard as marble, rising horizontally with frightening precision. The veins on it had doubled in size, the glans was so swollen it gave the impression it was about to explode. \"With this lotion, your hair will never grow again! Got it?\" He addressed them closely, opening his eyes wide in a horrified expression. \"No more fur!\" He hyphenated, Ozy was on the verge of pissing himself, Millie did not cease sobbing and despairing as an uncomfortable sense of lightness and vulnerability took hold of their bodies. \"Oh, no more clothes, no more furs, now you really are tasty morsels!\" In the deer's eyes blazed a new flame, this time more legible than before; it was lust, concupiscence and desire.",
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This time it was Millie who fidgeted compulsively, sent an inhuman cry through the muzzle, her eyelashes wet with tears. "There's no need to fidget, there's really no need. I'm in charge here and you're not going anywhere, I assure you." Derek laughed quietly, as if trying to dose his laughter. His every gesture expressed calmness and full control of the situation. Ozy and Millie did not stop staring at his every little movement, trying to interpret its purpose.
The deer turned around; in his hand was an electric razor of the common kind that runs on batteries. He approached the two children again and placed the instrument on the floor beside them. "First, I have to take off these horrible clothes...you know, children, clothes only hide your beautiful little bodies...there is no more disgusting thing, is there? We are born naked for a reason, why should we then be afraid to show ourselves as we really are?" As he spoke, Derek began to run his hands over Ozy. First he caressed his cheek, just above the lace connecting the muzzle to the nape of his neck; the fox shivered at that touch. Just at that instant, a transformation took place in the deer's lower belly. From the small hole on his groin poked out a pinkish mass of cylindrical shape, his cock manifested itself in all its magnificence, leaving behind the foreskin. Studded with scarlet capillaries, it was as wide and long as the fox's arm. Ozy found it before his eyes, a very short distance away, exuding a musky scent. "Is something wrong, Ozy?"
Ozy did not respond, so much had chilled the blood in his veins. That big, hot bat continued to dangle less than a palm away from his face, he felt pure horror and fear at the thought that there might be contact.
"Well, if there's no problem, we can safely continue!" Derek gave a toothy grin. Ozy tried to evade his touch, then the deer immediately changed his expression. "Perhaps I have not made myself clear, Ozy dear..." His tone of voice suddenly changed, becoming gravelly. "I'm in charge here!" Exclaiming this, he charged a slap with which he struck him full in the face, triggering a pained sob in him. "Do you understand me now, Ozy?" Derek's voice became honeyed again; Millie trembled breathlessly. The deer's hands moved quickly this time, as if impatient. He ripped off Ozy's shirt, tearing it to shreds, let it glide away to the floor. As he did so, he uncovered the child's gaunt, thin chest, covered with a multitude of silvery hairs. Derek grimaced and shook his head. "NO! NO! This hair is horrible! Horrible! Look at me, look how cool I am without any hair! Do you see it?" And as he spoke, his cock grew bigger, filling with blood, while his eyes revealed an ever-increasing madness. "See how perfect I am? OH..." He stroked the child's thigh. "You too, little darling, you too are perfect!" Finishing his sentence, he clawed at his underpants and underwear, tearing them in one stroke so as to denude Ozy completely. His infantile, shrimp-like member twitched between his fine thighs. "Oh, I can't wait to admire you as you really are!" With a feline snap, the deer moved toward Millie. He held her by the nape of her neck and brought her face close to his own, panting on her. "Now it's your turn, cutie patootie-you're a little frugality, you know? A sweet, tender little rug ... and you're mine, all mine and no one else's!" With equal brutality shown for Ozy, he gutted the clothes away from the little girl's vibrant body. He uncovered her immature breasts, with nipples poking out just beyond the chest hair, and her pussy-like little slit between her two thighs. Derek placed a hand there, with expert fingers found the tiny clitoris, stimulated it with touches, the girl moaned, disgusted. "Uh uh!" The deer, on the contrary, was elated. "Good, good, great! Now comes one of my favorite parts!" He moved to pick up the electric razor, turned it on with a button, and soon the room was filled with the growl produced by that common object, which in Derek's hands took on the guise of a hellish contraption. He held it out to Ozy as if it were a sword. "Get ready, sweetheart!"
Ozy jerked his head to the side, produced that pathetic moan again, but the razor's vibrating razor blades rested inexorably on him. Derek passed the implement meticulously, insisting on the nape of his neck and pubis, there the amount of hair was greatest. Each time the razor took away a clump of the fox's hair, he groaned in pleasure, almost as if he were sculpting a work of art. "Yes-let's shave it all off! Everything, down to the last hair!" He shouted, as if intoxicated by an alcoholic fume. "Yes! Yes!" Rich with exhilaration, he uncovered Ozy's skin, which was pinkish, very faint and soft. The baby sobbed, then burst into tears as he would not stop shaking and pawing his little paws against the floor. Derek could have slapped him again, of course, but he preferred to enjoy his torment rather than interrupt the flow. Shortly thereafter, with the buzzing of the instrument ringing in the child's ears, Derek disentangled himself from him and admired the job done. At his feet was a carpet of silvery locks, he looked at them with revulsion, then went back to admiring the fox's bare little body; it was his masterpiece. "Oh yes..." He murmured, caressing his completely hairless chest and face. "Now you're perfect! Yes, you are indeed perfect!" As if to confirm this impression, the deer's cock was again prey to a filling of blood. With it, Derek slapped one of Ozy's cheeks, beat it into him with vehemence mixed with gentleness. "I can't wait to fuck you, sweetie..." He gave him a kiss on the forehead, adhered his lips to the skin for several seconds and parted them with a pop. He quickly passed to Millie, who in the meantime had been watching the obscene fulfillment of that spectacle. Finding it gruesome, she too stretched her head in the opposite direction from Derek, as if trying to escape him as much as possible. A vain attempt that the deer did not appreciate. He clamped a hand around her slender neck and brutally squeezed it to the point of suffocation. She, sending pathetic sobs, turned her own sweet, tear-soaked eyes on him. He reciprocated with a grim look. "No no...you're not going anywhere, wee one. It's your turn now, Ozy's gotten a lot cuter, hasn't he?" He softened his grip and switched the razor back on, waved it to remove the embedded strands and retracted it toward the scarlet-haired nymphet. She closed her eyes, but could not help her tactile senses signaling the presence of the razor on her. She sensed the vibration of the tiny razor blades, each shift of air on her shaved skin making her shudder, giving her a new and annihilating sense of discomfort. Derek burst out laughing, hopped around the girl on his strong, nimble legs to strike her from multiple angles, also doing a remarkable job with her. An immaculate shave, from the tips of her ears down to her sweet little feet, and Millie found herself stripped of her dear fur. Meanwhile around her neck the signs of suffocation were becoming more obvious, purplish abrasions, now that there was no hair to veil them, appeared with clarity just above the clavicular joints. Millie struggled to breathe, the pain was searing, but Derek did not mind so much as he was caught up in his own cleaning task. When he had both of them stripped of their fur, he swept away what had fallen on the floor, then returned to the two prisoners with a strange cream. He spread it all over their bodies, again insisting on the erogenous zones. He smeared the cream on Ozy's little phallus, abounding, then followed by coating Millie's pussy with the same care and meticulousness. He did the same with her breasts, before dispensing the lotion, licked them, nibbled the nipples, stopping only the baby's cries became too high-pitched and annoying. "Oh, there will be time for fun, yes ... I have to resist, first, this lotion, then ..." He massaged himself on his cock, which was now hard as marble, rising horizontally with frightening precision. The veins on it had doubled in size, the glans was so swollen it gave the impression it was about to explode. "With this lotion, your hair will never grow again! Got it?" He addressed them closely, opening his eyes wide in a horrified expression. "No more fur!" He hyphenated, Ozy was on the verge of pissing himself, Millie did not cease sobbing and despairing as an uncomfortable sense of lightness and vulnerability took hold of their bodies. "Oh, no more clothes, no more furs, now you really are tasty morsels!" In the deer's eyes blazed a new flame, this time more legible than before; it was lust, concupiscence and desire.",
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