Louis the Deer stars in…
“The Laughingstock of Cherryton”
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        Louis sighed, sitting alone at his usual table in the Cherryton cafeteria. Ever since his shocking, risque, and…final performance on stage, many of his usual companions had chosen to seek other company. He found himself sitting alone for his meals on most days, now.


        Not that the deer minded, of course. He much preferred the company of his own thoughts over the inane chattering of the other popular students, over never being able to talk about things that mattered. Solitude had proven to be a real comfort to the deer, giving him the time to consider his place in the world.


        As the light of the rising sun came pouring through the windows in the ceiling, filling the room with its warm, comforting glow, Louis found himself struck by an odd feeling of emptiness. Just what had he been thinking about a moment ago? It seemed to slip away in an instant, and the more he grasped for it, the quicker it faded away. The deer began to feel as though the entire world had become slightly unfocused, and unstable. Others might have found this sensation uncomfortable or concerning, but Louis had grown quite accustomed to it recently. For a moment, he allowed himself to drift away.


        The sounds of the people around him faded into abstract chattering, and he just sat there, breathing deeply, like a good little deer. At some point, he noticed the tone of the noise changing. It started to sound more like laughter. With a start, he snapped back into focus, looking around as everyone laughed at him. The deer didn’t understand the reaction, and he also failed to notice that a pacifier had appeared in his mouth.


        “What just happened?” he mumbled, sucking on it absentmindedly, not noticing the high-fiving pair of hyenas walking away behind him. It was hardly the first time someone had shoved a pacifier in his mouth while he zoned out, he’d long since stopped registering it.


        “Don’t worry your silly little head about it, hun,” Pina smirked, walking up to Louis flanked on either side by his fellow drama club members. Just as planned, he’d seamlessly stepped into the deer’s place after the first performance of the season.


        “Oh, okay,” Louis nodded, eyes still a little glazed over. Whenever he was unsure about things, the deer knew he could always trust Pina to smooth it all over. 


        “What you should be worried about is the fact that you forgot to report for your morning diapering, Louis,” Bill smirked, brushing past Pina and picking the deer up, laying him across the table and starting to unbutton his pants. As always, a crowd began to gather around the deer, phone cameras at the ready. 


        “I didn’t forget, you imbecile,” Louis scoffed, the edge of his old personality creeping back into his voice. “Unlike the rest of you, apparently, I actually have work to do every day. I don’t have time to stop by someone else’s dorm room every day. You bring the diapers to me, got it?”


        “Of course, you’re right, Louis,” Pina chuckled, reaching into his backpack and pulling out a fresh, white diaper, slipping it under the deer’s bottom as Bill raised his legs out the way, tearing Louis’ underwear to shreds in order to make way for his padding. “I’ll have someone drop by tomorrow morning to help you get ready for the day.”


        “Good, I don’t want to have this conversation again,” Louis replied, uncontrollably wiggling his little tail as the sheep sprinkled him with baby powder and secured his diaper in place. Bill was barely able to pull the deer’s pants back up over his padding, and the resulting diaper bulge was easy to see. 


        “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to get to class. I’m giving a presentation today, and you’ll be hearing from the principal if I’m late because you all are slacking.” Louis huffed, pushing himself up off of the table and heading out, oblivious to the jeers of his fellow students. 


        The first class of the day passed by relatively uneventfully for him. His report on the assigned text was as thorough as always. Perfect reasoning, clear diction, easy-to-follow handouts for his classmates, the whole nine yards. Of course, the handouts had been written in crayon, but that didn’t take away from the content. The only brief interruption came when Louis paused, announced that he was in the process of wetting himself, before getting on with the presentation.


        Another day, another perfect grade. Just the life of the future Beastar, who is totally still taken seriously by the student body and the faculty. For a moment,  Louis could have sworn that no one was paying attention to his report, even the teacher, but he quickly convinced himself that he was seeing things. After all, the deer knew that he was not easily ignored. 


        Afterwards, he headed to gym class, brain on autopilot as he made his way into the locker room. Right on schedule, as always. The deer had remained extremely punctual. 


        “Hey, Louis, that was a great presentation,” one of his classmates, a tall and muscular stallion, smirked, walking in behind the deer and closing the door. 


        “Of course it was,” Louis replied, walking over to his locker and pulling out his gym clothes. “Did you expect anything less?”


        “No, not really,” the horse replied, walking up behind the deer, snatching his gym clothes from his hands and shoving them back in the locker. “Aren’t you forgetting something, though?”


        “What the hell are you doing?” Louis replied, turning to face the horse, immediately getting shoved back against the locker. The equine grinned, reaching down and unbuttoning his pants.


        “Didn’t Pina tell you? You aren’t going to gym class today, you need to get a special diaper change after that accident of yours during your presentation.” Without waiting for the deer to respond, the horse swiftly stripped away Louis’ clothing, leaving him standing there in just his sagging, yellowed diaper. Once that was done, he finished undressing himself, with the deer just standing there looking dazed.


        “Special…diaper…change?” Louis mumbled, the words sounding familiar, yet also feeling fuzzy and unstable in his head. 
        
        “Oh, wait, hang on,” the horse replied, reaching down into his pants pocket and pulling out a piece of paper he’d gotten from Pina that morning. “Sorry, I meant you need an extra super special diaper change. Silly me.” The effect on Louis was instant. The confusion faded, things made sense again. He reached over and began to stroke the horse’s massive shaft, gently working it over as it began to start throbbing and growing in his hands.


        “Oh, of course. Now that I think about it, Pina did say something about that,” Louis replied, fondling the horse’s balls. “You must be Charles.”


        “Call me Chuck,” the horse replied, gently leading the deer over to one of the low, metal benches lining the center of the room. He laid down on it, before reaching over to undo the tapes on the deer’s diaper. 


        “Right, sure. Chuck,” Louis replied with a soft grin, letting his diaper fall to the floor around his ankles, stepping one foot over to the other side of the bench. He reached back down and gripped the horse’s throbbing cock, guiding it towards his ass with confidence. “I might have realized sooner if you hadn’t forgotten the words, of course. No wonder your presentation fell so flat. Not that I envy anyone who has to follow my genius.”


        “Sorry,” Chuck smirked, taking a moment to text a few of his friends before setting his phone aside, giving the deer his full attention. That vacant look in his eyes, combined with his harsh tone…If the horse wasn’t already rock-hard, that would have been enough to get him there. As the flared tip of his shaft brushed against Louis’ hole, he sighed. 


        “This is already the best twenty bucks I’ve ever spent. What a fucking steal,” he chuckled, waiting for the deer to finish getting things lined up.


        “Twenty bucks? What are you talking ab-FUCK!” Louis’ confused response was cut off as Chuck reached up, grabbed him around the waist, and pulled him halfway onto his shaft.


        “N-Never you mind, deer,” Chuck grunted, continuing to pull the deer further down, determined to make this uptight, dismissive prick take him balls deep. “Fuck, you’re tight.”


        “A-aaaahh,” Louis moaned, part of his mind trying to figure out whether he was feeling pain or pleasure, and another part of his mind telling him he wasn’t supposed to care. “Ngh! I-I…” He’d lost the ability to reply, or even really think. All he could do was sit there and feel as he was stretched deeper, and wider, and deeper, and wider. On some level, he felt the moment that the sensations stopped escalating, and realized that he was basically sitting on the horse’s lap, but his brain had essentially short-circuited for a moment, so he just stayed there motionless.


        “What the fuck are you waiting for?” Chuck replied, smacking the deer’s ass with a grin, holding back a moan as the herbivore’s hole squeezed him for all he was worth. “Get to work.”


        “I was about to! E-Everyone is so impatient these days, it’s…it’s truly disgraceful,” Louis stammered, taking another moment to collect himself before he started to slowly push himself up off of the massive horse cock until only the tip remained inside of him, before slamming himself back down. He wasn’t sure why, but the deer knew he had a job to do, and he refused to ever let someone see him give less than his best. 


        As he got warmed up and adjusted to the sensations, Louis began to fall into an easy rhythm. He became so laser-focused on the horse he was servicing that he didn’t notice a group of other students entering the locker room.


        One of them, his former drama club member Bill, collected his uniform from the floor, stashing it away in a locker before pulling what looked like a white dress out of his backpack, another note from Pina fluttering forgotten onto the floor in the process. A few other carnivores, canines mostly, whipped out their cocks at the sight of the odd couple, a deer-sized baby bottle at the ready for them to fill.


        “Had enough yet?” Louis panted, bouncing up and down on the horse’s massive cock, moaning as he felt it rearranging his insides with every thrust. Now that he’d had time to process things, the pain had almost entirely subsided, and he fully devoted himself to his task.


        “Almost,” the horse smirked, leaning back and letting the deer do all the work, feeling himself get closer and closer to the edge. It had been far too long, hence why he paid for the deer in the first place. “Finish strong, alright?


        “Don’t patronize me,” Louis frowned, continuing to pick up the pace as he felt the massive shaft starting to twitch inside his ass. “I’m a professional.”


        “Doesn’t seem like he’s enjoying this, huh?” One of the newcomers asked, an inexperienced jackal who’d already made his contribution to the bottle and now leaned against one of the lockers. He gestured towards Louis’ crotch, where his completely flaccid dick flopped around as the deer moved faster, and faster, desperate to please Chuck.


        “Oh, don’t worry about him,” Bill smirked, laying out the dress, which was clearly one of the uniforms worn by the female students, alongside an even thicker diaper. As the first one that Pina had let in on his little scheme, he was more familiar with Louis’ quirks than the rest of the students. “Louis is enjoying himself just fine. He’s just not allowed to get hard unless you give him permission. And even that only works when he’s diapered.”


        “Oh, that’s good,” the jackal replied, handing off the bottle to a nearby bear, who roared loudly as he added his load to the others. “Not that it really matters, I guess.”


        Louis didn’t register any of this, his eyes were trained on Chuck’s face, watching his reaction to each motion and making subtle adjustments to maximize the horse’s pleasure. After another minute or so, the equine grunted loudly, reaching back up to the deer’s hips and slamming his cock into the nicely-stretched hole, gasping and panting as he started pumping the deer full of his seed.


        “Fuck,” Chuck moaned, bucking his hips as Louis continued to milk his cock, cum already leaking out of the deer’s hole. “Looks like rich snobs like you are worth something after all, huh?”


        Louis didn’t respond at first, continuing to move until he was sure he’d milked the horse dry, enjoying the warm, full feeling in his ass for a few minutes as the spent shaft began to soften. 


        “If there’s anything I can do to improve my performance, please direct your comments and criticisms to Pina, and make sure to recommend me to friends and family,” Louis replied, slowly pushing himself off of Chuck’s cock, feeling a river of jizz start to run down his legs. 


        “Wait, what?” Chuck replied, not expecting that kind of reaction. When Louis didn’t respond, he just shrugged. “I mean, sure, I will.”


        “Nice work, Louis,” Bill smiled, walking over to the deer and helping him to his feet. “You really are the best.” The deer just smiled, still totally zonked out, even as the tiger carried him into the shower and started getting him cleaned up.


        “Now, let’s get you ready for your next class, alright?” Bill chuckled, quickly rinsing the cum out of the deer’s fur and drying him off with a towel.


        “Is it that time already?” Louis replied, back to his “normal” self. “Hurry up and dress me, you idiot. I can’t afford to have my perfect attendance record ruined.” Bill obliged, powdering and diapering the deer in record time, before pulling the dress over his head. 


        “The skirt will make it easier to change your diapers quickly, so Pina said you should switch to the female uniform instead, okay?” Bill smirked, already knowing how Louis would respond.


        “It was my idea, not Pina’s, you dolt,” the deer snapped, getting to his feet and smoothing out the skirt, pulling on his backpack before heading for the door. “It wouldn’t be necessary if everyone else at this school didn’t take too long to button up my shirt.”


        “Right, sorry.” Bill chuckled. “Don’t forget your bottle! It’s almost full.” As he spoke, the German Shepherd who had held out the longest, barked happily, shooting his load into the bottle and causing it to nearly overflow. 


        “I don’t forget things, Bill,” Louis smirked, taking the bottle, screwing the top on, and starting to suckle from it as he took off down the hall en route to his next class. As an herbivore, it was the best way to get more protein into his diet. Plus, he enjoyed the taste. A win-win if there ever was one. 


        He made it to his next class with only a few seconds to spare, but that was all the time he needed. The teacher always kept a seat reserved for him in the back row, so he quickly made his way past the rest of his classmates, ignoring the way they stared at his dress, sitting down at his desk.


        “Reserved for the Class Baby,” the goat sitting next to him snickered, the novelty of the situation still not having worn off. A sharp glace from the deer was enough to quiet him, and class soon got started as normal. 


        For the first ten minutes, everything proceeded as all his classes did. Louis took notes, answered every question the teacher asked, and drew the ire of his classmates in the process. Then, things shifted. 


        Louis’ stomach rumbled, the kind of deep, consistent rumble that left little doubt as to what was about to happen. He ignored it at first, since it wasn’t as though he was about to miss class in order to run to the bathroom. The deer just let the sensation build, and build, until it reached a breaking point. 


        “Excuse me,” he interrupted, raising his hand and getting the teacher’s attention. He waited to be called on, and then stood up with a dumb smirk on his face. “Can I have everyone’s attention, please?” He scanned the room, making sure that everyone had turned to face him.


        “I’m about to poop my diaper,” the deer announced matter-of-factly, putting one foot up on his chair and lifting the skirt of his dress out of the way. “Can someone make sure that Pina knows I’ll need a change?”


        “Don’t worry, he’ll smell ya!” A hyena in the front row cackled, causing the rest of the class to burst into laughter. 


        “Yeah, him and everyone else!” An alpaca on the other side of the room replied. Truly, it was obvious that Louis had done more than anyone else in the school to bring herbivores and carnivores together.


        “Just have them announce it on the PA between classes,” Louis replied, farting loudly enough to be heard over the cacophony. Since he’d wet only a few classes ago, his bladder hadn’t filled back up very far, so he only pissed himself for a few seconds before it was time for the main event. 


        Louis grunted loudly, making sure to keep his skirt out of the way as he squatted down slightly, tail wagging as he slowly pushed a load of shit into the seat of his diaper. The first one was always the best, in his opinion. The feeling of his diaper expanding, the way it suddenly sagged as soon as the first log fell into his padding. The way the smell began to spread through the classroom. Louis truly loved shitting himself, much more than he’d ever loved acting. 


        That first wave was only the beginning, and his diaper had only just started to expand. He farted again, grunting loudly as he continued to push. The goat sitting next to him reached into the deer’s bag and pulled out a pacifier, offering it up to him. Louis seized it, popped it into his mouth, and flipped the goat off.


        “Don’t interrupt me when I’m making poopies,” he mumbled. “You’re supposed to give it to me as soon as I make my announcement.” There were few things Louis hated more than being interrupted, but as his diaper started to sag down towards his knees, he relaxed again. It was hard to stay mad while shitting yourself in public.


        The indignant response only made his classmates laugh harder, but Louis didn’t notice. Just like that morning, it had all faded into background noise. The only thing that mattered was Louis himself, of course. In far too short of a time, in the deer’s opinion, he knew that he was reaching the end. 


He smirked, looking at all of the bemused reactions of his classmates as he pushed the last log of shit into the seat of his sagging diaper, reaching down to mush the bulge into his fur. He put his foot back down on the ground, and allowed his skirt to fall back into place.


        “Whether I’m on stage or not, people just can’t take their eyes off of me,” he chuckled to himself, plopping down in his chair and moaning as his shit squished up around his crotch. His diaper hung over the sides of the little plastic chair.


        As often happened these days, a few of the other students took pictures of him, making sure to keep the sign above the deer in frame. He just winked at the cameras, leaning back in his seat and getting ready to resume taking notes.


        “Carry on with the class,” he chirped, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened. The feeling of his own mess was exquisite as always, and he looked forward to spending the rest of class in it.


        “Of course,” his teacher responded, before they seemed to suddenly remember something. “By the way, Louis, I just remembered that Pina dropped off a note before class started.”


        “Oh?” Louis replied, curious as always to know what the sheep had to say.


        “He said you’re allowed to get hard, because he knows how much little babies like you love to play with their messy diapers,” the teacher smirked. She hadn’t been on board with this whole thing at first, but after thinking back on all the times the deer had corrected her during her own lectures, she’d changed her mind. 


        “Oh, okay,” Louis replied, his cock instantly springing to attention, rubbing against the inside of his diaper. As the rest of the class turned back to the board, and the teacher continued the day’s lesson, Louis looked down at his tented diaper with a grin, reaching down to squeeze it firmly before glancing over to the goat.


        “I’m going to need a copy of your notes.”