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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Gravity_Falls
  Relationship:
      Bill_Cipher/Dipper_Pines
  Character:
      Deerper_-_Character, Dipper_Pines, Bill_Cipher
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Monster_Falls, Sexual_Harassment, Circus, Deerper,
      bestiality_i_guess, Angst, Romance, Slash, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Fantasy,
      Supernatural_Elements, Switch_Bill, Switch_Dipper, Explicit_Sexual
      Content, Anal_Fingering, Molestation, Anal_Sex, Sex_Toys, Abuse,
      Cervitaur
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-05-17 Updated: 2015-06-05 Chapters: 4/? Words: 6029
****** Cirque du Cipher ******
by FearsDiscontinued_(Fearmyboxers)
Summary
     Dipper, the Cervitaur, should have listened to his Gurnkle, when the
     older man warned him not to go too far out into the forest. Now he
     has found himself forced to preform in a circus, by a sadistic Ring
     Master. Now being Proofread by TheHylianBatman (Discontinued, but may
     be updated later)
***** Chapter 1 *****
Dipper walked through the forest, his ears twitching at every little sound
around him, hooves snapping twigs on the ground. He'd been warned by his
Grunkle that going too far away from home could be dangerous. The young
Cervitaur was sick of his normal surroundings, and wanted to see more of the
world. As he walked between two trees, he felt a shiver go through his body,
and found himself in an area he'd never been before. Looking back behind him,
his eyes widened. Where he'd come from, there was no longer a forest, but a
large mountain side, and he started to panic, pounding his fist against the
rock.
 
“No... no!” Dipper whimpered, shaking his head. “Mabel...Grunkle Stan...” He
scratched at the rock, kicking at it with his front legs. What had happened?
Where was the forest he'd just come from? Why couldn't he go back? Backing away
from the rock, he turned, running along it, looking for another way back. There
was a loud bang, and a painful tickle shot through the creatures body. He
glanced down at his front right leg, and let out a loud scream at seeing
blood, passing out from the shock.
 
When Dipper woke up, he couldn't move. He struggled, and it was too dark to see
anything. It hurt to move his right leg, and he could tell that his legs were
tied up with rope, along with his wrists. He had a cloth in his
mouth; it was making his mouth dry by soaking up all his saliva. He began to
cry. Suddenly, he began to feel motion. Bump, bump. He heard a strange noise
he'd never heard before, and there was a foul smell. Then his head hit the side
of the crate, causing him to yelp, and he listened to the voices as they began
to speak.
 
“I'm telling you, those pictures I sent you were real!We've had him sedated,
but I think he is awake now.” A man with a deep voice said. “You won't be sorry
about having a creature like this in your show!”
 
Another man spoke; his voice was higher-pitched, and cheerful. “Alright, from
the pictures you sent, this will be our best attraction! Come with me, we'll
discuss your payment.”
 
There was a cracking noise; as the lid of the crate was opened, Dipper
looked up with terror-filled eyes as two men looked at him. “Well, I'll be
damned....” One of them said. “Better sedate it before we move it to it's new
home, don't want it kicking us or getting us with it's horns.” With that, he
pulled out a gun and aimed it at the strange boy. Dipper struggled to get up
before being shot with a tranquilizer dart, and passing out again.
 
“Hey, wake up!” The higher-pitched voice was back. There was a sound of metal
striking metal, sending a loud ringing through Dipper's ears.
 
Dipper slowly opened his eyes, his head hurting badly. He was no longer tied
up;he was laying on a bed of hay. He forced himself into a sitting position. He
was in a cage, thick metal bars all around it, with a feeding trough to his
right. “Where am I?” The young Cervitaur asked, arms wrapped in fear around his
human half, glancing at the man in front of the cage.
 
“Oh, so you can speak English!Good, that makes my job much easier.” The man was
tall, around 6'6", with tanned skin, golden blond hair, and almost yellow eyes.
He wore a yellow tailcoat, black pants, black and white saddle shoes, a yellow
plaid vest over a white button-up shirt, a black bow tie, and a black top hat,
a triangle with one eye on the front of it. In the man's hand, he was holding a
thick, black bullwhip. “You are going to make me a lot of money.”
 
“Money?” Dipper asked, confused.
 
“Ah, right. You wouldn't use money. Well, humans need money; money makes the
world go round, you see?” Bill could see the monster was still
confused, and let out a sigh. “Never mind. It isn't like I really need to
explain it to you, anyways. It's just something really important for us to make
a living with.” He put his free, black-gloved hand around one of the bars of
the cage, looking at Dipper with a large grin. “You do what I tell you to
do, and you won't get hurt. Well, too badly, anyways... Ha... AND you will be
fed. Disobey me, and, well...” He glared. “You won't like me when I'm angry. Or
the food you will receive for a bad performance.”
 
“Why am I in here? I don't understand what's happening...I just want to go
home.” Dipper looked down at his bandaged leg, letting out a whimper. “I just
want to go home...” He suddenly became aware of something tight around his
neck;he reached up to remove it, but when he tried to pull at it, it gave him
an electrical shock, causing him to scream.
 
Bill laughed. “Yeah, I wouldn't try to remove that if I was you. That right
there is insurance that you won't try to escape in the middle of a show.” He
came into the cage. “If you try to run or you disobey me, a shock will come
from that collar, and I can control how bad of a shock that is.”
 
The magical creature stared at the human in horror. He'd never met a creature
so cruel before, and he wished he'd listened to his Grunkle. “What do you want
me to do?” He said, in a small voice, not liking the grin on Bill's face.
 
“Anything and everything I ask of you.” Bill said softly, grabbing the
Cervitaur by the chin, looking into Dipper's brown eyes. “I'm glad they found a
cute creature like you, it will make things much more... interesting~ here.” He
ran his hands over the young Cervitaur's human half.
“Yes...very interesting...” Dipper couldn't stop himself from blushing at the
man's touch, letting out a shiver. He felt his heart pounding in his chest.
Bill licked his own lips, rubbing a gloved thumb over Dipper's left nipple,
hearing the boy gasp. “Get some rest, tomorrow, your training starts!” With
that, Bill left the cage, locked it, and pulled the curtain closed, leaving the
poor, confused Cervitaur alone in the dark.
 
To be continued...
 
Proofreading by TheHylianBatman
 
 
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter by Fearmyboxers
Chapter Notes
     This chapter contains smut, if you want actual plot, wait for chapter
     3
 
When Dipper awoke, he could hear music, children screaming, and people
laughing. He pressed himself into one of the corners of the cage, and picked up
a piece of straw. He rubbed it between his fingers, letting out a sigh.
“Mabel... Grunkle Stan... I'm sorry, I don't think I'll be seeing you guys
again...” His ears twitched, going back, as he heard the lock rattle against
the cage. His heart started to race, and he slouched forward.
 
Light from the lights around the circus dimly lit the cage, as the curtain was
opened slightly to allow Bill to enter the cage. “Now that you've had some time
to get use to your new home...” He walked up to Dipper, grabbing him roughly by
the chin, liking the look of terror in the Cervitaur's eyes. “What is your
name? You must have one.”
 
Swallowing, Dipper's eyes darted  to the right. “Dipper....” He scuffed his
front hoof into the floor of the cage nervously.
 
“Dipper?” Bill thought for a moment. “Ha! I think, for the show, I'll call you
Deerper!” He laughed at the face the creature made. “Until your leg is healed
enough for you to begin training, you'll be just a show piece. It isn't hard,
you just walk around the cage when the customers come over to look at  you. It
would be best if you stand and move at an angle that won't show your wound.” He
ran a hand over the Cervitaur's leg above the wound, feeling him flinch. “If
you do a good job, I will do something nice for you; if you try to do anything
I don't like...” He pressed his thumb right above Dipper's wound.
 
“Ahh! It hurts!” Dipper cried out, tears filling his eyes. “I'll do whatever
you want! Just stop!”
 
“Good.” Bill moved his hand, grabbing the creature's chin again, and running
his thumb along Dipper's bottom lip. “Be a good boy, then....” He moved away
from Dipper. “I will call you by your stage name.” He exited the cage, locking
it again, and closing the curtain.
 
Dipper wrapped his arms around himself again; the human man scared him. It
wasn't a normal fear, and he couldn't figure out what to call it. Standing up,
he moved so that his right side was facing the back of the cage, laying in the
pile of hay. The boy hung his head. He hated feeling so helpless, he hated
being caged up, and he missed his family so much.
 
It wasn't long before he heard the loud voice of the man. “And here we are,
ladies and gentlemen! Our newest attraction, and you all are the first to see
this strange creature!” Bill pulled open the curtain. Dipper's eyes squinted
automatically, and the Cervitaur rose to his feet. “Deerper! He is half boy,
and half DEER!” There were gasps and people gawked at the monster. “No
photographs, please! Just enjoy the creature in all its glory!”
 
“I bet it's fake, it has to be some type of special effect!” A woman called
out.
 
“I can assure you, this creature is very real!” Bill glanced at Dipper.
 
Dipper didn't know exactly what Bill wanted, so he scuffed his hooves on the
floor of the cage, stood on his hind legs, and heard the crowd gasp. He grabbed
the top of the cage with both hands and swayed his body back and forth, his leg
hurting, but he knew it was better than what Bill could do to him. The crowd
loved it; they were clapping, and they wanted to see him do more.
 
“Hahaha!” Bill laughed cheerfully. “As you can see, there are no electrical
parts on him! He isn't part of our animal show yet, but he will be in the show
soon!” He closed the curtain, Dipper moving back down. “Now, over here, we
have...” Bill's voice trailed off as he moved away from the cage, leaving
Dipper alone again.
 
Laying down on his side, Dipper decided it would be best to go to sleep, and
maybe, in the morning, things would end up being a dream. Breathing lightly, he
kicked his legs in his sleep, his tail twitching. “Mn... get back here...
stupid squirrel...” He mumbled in his sleep. “Hm?! Huh? What?!” Dipper awoke to
hands running down his back, through his short hair. “What are you doing?” He
asked, looking back at Bill.
 
“I want to see exactly how you work...” Bill said, rubbing Dipper's tail. The
creature stiffened, and let out a small noise.
 
“How I... work?” Dipper's heart was speeding up; he wanted to move away, but he
was scared of the collar electrocuting him.
 
“Mmhmm... like... here!” The human moved his hand to Dipper's deer half
stomach, before sliding it down to where his cock was, rubbing the area. The
Cervitaur's eyes widened, becoming hard against his hand.
 
“Hey! D-don't!” Dipper gasped, the human trailing his fingers along his now
erect penis. The young Cervitaur had never experienced this sort of thing
before; he'd only just reached the age where he'd start going into heat.
 
“Well this seems to work just fine~...” Bill said quietly, moving his hand to
Dipper's ass. “Let's see about this...” He pushed one of his fingers into the
boy, feeling him clench up around his finger. “Tightening up is only going to
make it hurt...” Bill slowly started to move his finger inside him.
 
Dipper let out a whimper. “Ow! That feels weird! I-I don't think we should be
doing this.” He loosened up, starting to pant.
 
Bill had brought his bull whip into the cage with him, just in case he needed
to use it, and an idea came to him. He pushed another finger into the
Cervitaur, spreading his hole nice and wide, and then he removed them. He moved
to be out of the way of Dipper's hooves, pressing the bottom of the whip's
handle to the boy's ass. Dipper's eyes widened; he went to get up, but Bill
pushed the whip handle into him.
 
“Ahh! No! G-get it out!” Dipper cried out, trying to pull away.
 
“You said you would do anything~! You better stop struggling, or do you want me
to activate your collar?” Bill questioned, pushing the handle deeper into him.
“Get on your knees...” He saw Dipper had tears welling in his eyes, but the
creature obeyed the order; he sat up and tucked his knees under himself, his
tail twitching.
 
“... why are you doing this?” The teen made small noises, feeling uncomfortable
with something foreign being pushed into him, and confused about his erection.
Grunkle Stan had planned on talking to him about mating season, but Dipper had
been putting it off, saying they had a while before he needed to know about it.
 
Boy, was that a mistake.
 
Slowly, Bill started to thrust the handle in and out of Dipper, hearing the
creature's gasps. “You ARE enjoying this!” He began to move the handle faster
into him, Dipper's body jerking. “That's right~...” Bill wiggled the handle
inside him.
 
“Ah!”
 
Bill pushed it in deeper, moving it harder, watching Dipper bend forward, and
dig his nails into the bottom of the cage. Unzipping his pants, the human
pulled his cock out, removing the whip handle. He gripped onto the creature's
hips before thrusting his cock into him roughly. Dipper screamed, trying to get
away again; Bill was thicker than the whip handle, and there was something on
the tip of his cock that felt cold; whatever it was, it was rubbing against his
insides with each of Bill's thrust. It wasn't a bad feeling
 
“Pull it out! I don't want this!”
 
“Urgn, it doesn't matter what you want, kid! I own you, and I can do whatever I
want to you, whenever I want!” The human grunted, enjoying the feeling of the
beast around him. He held onto the Cervitaur's hips, rocking against his ass
hard. “You're lucky I even bothered to prepare you.” Bill moaned, closing his
eyes.
 
Dipper let out small sobs, his hips rocking backward into Bill instinctively.
Why did this human want to mate with him?! He didn't understand, nor did he
understand how something could hurt and feel good at the same time. But if he
tried to fight the human, he was sure the collar would hurt worse than the pain
he was currently feeling. Shivers shot thought his body; he was feeling really
hot, and began to moan louder. The sounds coming from Dipper soon became more
deer like, loud and high-pitched; which only made Bill thrust harder.
 
“I... I can't...” Dipper cried out, his lower half standing up and forcing Bill
to stand. He rocked his hips back quickly into Bill's, breathing heavily.
“More.. I need more!”
 
Bill smirked, moving a hand around to stroke Dipper's cock, pulling out of him
and thrusting back in as deep as he could. The Cervitaur tightened around
Bill's cock, the human tightened his hold on Dipper's cock, and they both let
out deep moans as they came. Dipper felt the warm cum as it shot inside him,
his own cum covering Bill's hand, and he panted heavily.
 
“Glad to see everything works properly..” Bill said, pulling out of Dipper,
watching him collapse completely to the floor with heavy breaths. “We're going
to have to do THAT more often!” The Ringmaster fixed his pants, walking around
to look down at Dipper's face. “Get some rest. I'm proud of you, kid; you were
able to handle that without much of a fight. Let's see if you can follow orders
during training for the show, starting tomorrow.”
 
Dipper's whole body was twitching; it still felt really hot, and he felt his
heart pounding in his chest. Humans were scary; he'd been told about them from
his Grunkle, but he never really believed him. If he'd stayed close to home,
none of this would've happened, and he wouldn't have just had a human... mate
with him in such a way.
 
Bill reached over, running a finger over the Cervitaur's ear. “Keep behaving
like this, and we won't have ANY problems. I have to go now. I can't wait to
see the money you bring to this place.” With that, the human was gone, leaving
Dipper alone once more; only this time, a small part of him wished the human
stayed with him.
 
To be continued...
 
Proofreading by TheHylianBatman
 
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter by Fearmyboxers
A/N: I am going to say this here: I will not be going into details of certain
things, like Dipper's bathroom habits, or going beyond saying he has to get
cleaned up after being electrocuted(as I believe bodily functions happen while
being electrocuted or scared). This is just to let you guys know, those
subjects are just being left unsaid for the most part.
 
Training started early that morning; Dipper had woken up before the sun had
even started to rise. His ass still hurt from what had... happened the night
before; his eyes were crusty from crying, and he looked up at the grinning.
blond man standing over him. “Since your leg is still wounded, we're going to
start your training slow.” Bill grabbed his arm and helped the young Cervitaur
up, watching Dipper's legs wobble.
 
Dipper was led out of the cage, looking around the grounds. There were many
different types of humans, all shapes and sizes. There was even a man with four
working arms. Humans were walking around doing different jobs; some were
cleaning up animal droppings, others were working on their acts, and some were
just sitting around talking. Eyes quickly landed on him, watching him follow
behind Bill, and he pressed himself closer to the human.
 
“They're all... staring at me...” The Cervitaur said quietly.
 
“Well, many of them haven't seen you yet, or a creature like you.” Bill put an
arm around Dipper's human half's waist. “They also probably heard your cries
from last night~.”
 
The young monster's face turned bright red, and he quickly looked at the
ground. Bill led Dipper to the big tent, where the main shows were held. It was
already set up with different show props. “What is training, exactly?” The
creature asked, kicking one of the balls on the ground.
 
“It would be a shame if you made your leg worse, so we are going to start with
juggling.” Bill handed the creature two small balls. “This won't put strain on
your leg, and it'll be part of your first act!” He smiled at Dipper, who looked
at the balls, confused. “Once you master this, hopefully your leg will be
healed, and we can get more into actual training for the show.” He let out a
sigh. “I wish they'd used tranquilizers instead of outright shooting you.”
 
“... what's juggling?” Dipper squeezed the small balls in his hands.
 
Bill picked up a couple balls for himself. “Alright, watch me, then try to
mimic what I do.” He tossed the balls in the air, beginning to juggle. “You
want to keep the balls moving, and not let any of them fall.” The Ringmaster
watched as Dipper tried and failed to keep the balls moving, the Cervitaur
getting frustrated at having to pick the balls back up.
 
“How did you make it look so easy?!”
 
“Loooots of practice!”
 
Standing was bothering Dipper's leg, so he laid down, tucking his legs under
himself. “Why do I have to do this?”
 
“Because I own you, and people like to see animals doing tricks.”
 
“I am NOT an animal!”
 
“Well, you sure aren't human!” Bill heard the Cervitaur snort angrily. “Get
used to it; to us, you are a freak of nature, and THAT is what makes us money!”
 
“I still don't understand this money stuff...” Dipper mumbled, trying to juggle
again.
 
Bill laughed. “You don't need to. You won't be seeing any, but it pays for your
food and keeps this place running.”
 
“Good. Maybe, if things don't go your way, I can go home.” Dipper cried out
loudly when his small antlers were grabbed roughly.
 
“If this place shuts down, you won't be going home.” Bill forced him to look
up, pushing his head back by his antlers. “I'd make sure to keep you with me. I
paid good money for you, and last night was a lot of fun~.”
 
Dipper shivered, staring up at the human man. “Fun for you...”
 
“Exactly! Now you're getting it! Ha!” Bill released his antlers. “Now, keep
practicing.”
 
For three hours, Bill sat in a chair, watching Dipper try and fail at juggling.
Each time Dipper almost got it, his eyes filled with excitement and hope, only
for one of the balls to drop, and his ears would go back. Bill was getting
bored, and was about to tell Dipper that he could continue to practice in his
cage, when Dipper finally got it right.
 
“L-Look! I'm doing it!” Dipper's tail did a wagging motion; his eyes were wide,
and his ears were perked up.
 
“Great!” Bill clapped. “Now, try it with three.” He tossed him a third ball,
and Dipper barely caught it, almost dropping one of them. “Do that for a little
longer, then we can get some breakfast.” While Dipper was juggling, Bill
cracked his whip at him, causing the Cervitaur to flinch and drop the balls.
“Try it again. Don't be distracted from juggling! Continue, no matter what is
going on around you! There will be loud noises and others around you during the
show. It wouldn't be good if you suddenly got nervous and dropped what you were
juggling.”
 
“How am I supposed to focus with you trying to whip me?!” Dipper snapped,
slowly coming back to normal. All the things that happened to him since he had
left the safety of his forest had left him confused and vulnerable from the
shock. He didn't like being treated like property, and he didn't like feeling
threatened by the human. His instincts told him to get up and ram him with his
antlers. “Get this collar off me, and then we'll see how tough you are with
that thing.”
 
Bill frowned, not liking Dipper talking back. “Getting a little back bone?
That's no good...” He pulled out the collar's remote, sending an electric shock
through Dipper's body.
 
“Ahh!” Dipper screamed, putting his hands to the collar and falling onto his
side. His legs were kicking, and tears were coming from his eyes. “I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!”
 
“Want to try talking back to me again?!” The human stopped holding the button
down.
 
Dipper whimpered. He was shaking, and his legs still kicking. He wanted to
scream how much he hated the human, but he was really scared of him. He wished
he could just remove the collar. “No!”
 
“Good. Let's get you cleaned up.” Bill roughly pulled him up. “I would have you
continue, but the others need to practice.” He took him to one side of the
tent. “Hold still.” The Ringmaster turned on a hose, washing down the
Cervitaur.
 
The young creature felt humiliated, holding himself for comfort. He shook his
body when the water was turned off, scuffing his hooves into the mud nervously.
“Are you... going to put me back in the cage again now?”
 
“I said we'd get some breakfast.” Bill said, leading him out of the tent. “You
did manage to learn juggling. We just need to work on keeping your attention on
what you're doing, and not the sounds or movements around you.” He paused for a
moment. “Hmm, I wonder what you eat.”
 
“Back home...” Dipper started, looking at the ground. “I would eat fruits,
vegetables, grass, eggs, and sometimes fish...” His voice was small, his throat
hurting from the shocks that had gone through it. “Apples were my favorite...”
 
Bill took him to another tent. It was yellow and black, with a large rug that
had a triangle in the middle of it, a few pieces of furniture, a large desk,
and a large black bed. “Apples? Well, aren't you lucky!” Bill walked over to a
basket on his table; it was filled with apples. “There's an orchard nearby; I
bought these from one of the farmers.”
 
Dipper licked his lips walking toward the basket. “They look really good...”
His damp tail flicked, taking one of the apples, and biting into it. “Mmn!
Juicy! This is better than the ones from home!” His tail went faster eating the
rest of the apple.
 
“Glad you like it.”
 
The Cervitaur went to grab another apple, only to have his wrist grabbed. “What
is it?” He asked confused.
 
“One apple for a good job... If you want another...” The human ran his hand up
the creature's arm. “You are going to have to do something... else~...”
 
“Not again... Please... It-it hurt before...” Dipper tried to pull away from
Bill.
 
“If you are obedient, I will be a little... gentler this time...” Bill
whispered into the Cervitaur's ear. He heard Dipper let out a depressed
whimper, before the creature willing walked with him to his bed. “Good...” The
human went to his bedside table, pulled out a small tube, and walked behind
Dipper. “It should feel a little better this time.”
 
Dipper let out a yelp, feeling the lube-covered fingers pushed into him; it
felt strange. He closed his eyes, his hands and front legs on the bed, his
breathing hitching. Dipper rocked his hips back into Bill's hand, figuring that
was what he was supposed to do. The boy's cheeks were flushed pink, and he'd
become hard, feeling Bill move his fingers faster inside him, spreading his
hole. He pushed them into him as deep as he could, moving a third finger in.
 
“Ah! I.. I... It feels...” Dipper let out a moan, hunching forward.
 
Bill listened to the Cervitaur's moans, unzipping his pants with his free hand,
and pulling his fingers out. “Alright, just like last time...” He coated his
cock with lube, then positioned himself. His cock piercing pressed up against
Dipper's ass and he thrust into him. “Ung...Buying you was... the best decision
I ever made~!” He held his hips, rocking against him.
 
Dipper gripped the sheets. His eyes rolled back, his body feeling hot. It did
feel much better than before; it must have been the strange... stuff the human
had placed on himself. He bucked his hips back into Bill's, letting out small
gasps, and started to pant. Bill pulled out and thrust back in, moaning, loving
the feeling of Dipper insides. The human moved his hands up Dipper's back,
dragging his nails down, feeling Dipper give a big shiver with a gasp.
 
“You like that, do you~?” The man asked, moving his hands up again, and
dragging his nails back down.
 
The creature's right back leg kicked at the ground. “That... ahm... feels
good...” He could never reach his back to scratch it, so it felt really nice to
have it done.
 
Bill thrust roughly against him. The creature had his own form of a prostate,
and when Bill actually hit it, the Cervitaur let out a loud cry, tightening
around Bill, jerking his hips back, rubbing up against him. His cock was
throbbing; cum dripped from the head. His head rolled back. Bill grunted,
pushing him forward into the bed, thrusting harder. “Damn... so much better
this time around! I can only...Mhm! Imagine how you'll be after you're used to
this!” He reached up, grabbed a handfulof Dipper's hair, and pulled on it.
“Just a bit... more...” Bill moved his hands to Dipper's ass, using his thumbs
to rub him with each of his thrust.
 
“Ah! Yes!” Dipper cried out in a high-pitched, deer noise as he came, feeling
Bill's warm cum fill him, mixing with the coldness of the lube.
 
“Yes?” Bill let out a laugh.
 
“I mean... you... that...” Dipper's heart was racing, his face was red, and he
hated that he enjoyed it more this time.
 
Both of them were covered in sweat. Dipper's back legs were shaking. “Good boy,
you can have another apple now.” Bill said, pulling out of him. “You don't have
to return to your cage just yet, you can lay in my bed to recover.”
 
Dipper was really confused by the man; one second, he was mean to him, and the
next, he was nice. He didn't know what the man would do next; would he
electrocute him again? Or would he touch him gently? Was it normal for humans
to drastically change how they treated other beings? Grunkle Stan had told him
countless times about the stories of humans, but Dipper hadn't even met one
until he was shot, and his first interactions with them weren't good.
 
Bill tossed the creature an apple and watched him eat it. He had many plans for
the Cervitaur; plans that involved him not being injured too badly, and that
meant not putting a lot of stress on him; at least, until his wound healed. The
Ringmaster was going to continue teaching him how to juggle with more items; he
was also going to make sure he'd not be so easily distracted. But, for now, he
was going to let him heal.
 
To be continued
 
Proofreading by TheHylianBatman
 
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter by Fearmyboxers
 
 
 

Dipper had slowly given in to his fate at the circus. During business hours, he
would walk around in his cage, stretch, and just do  anything that would show
that he was a living creature , not a robot. When he wasn't being watched by
the customers, he was practicing juggling , which he'd gotten pretty good at
now. It had been a month since he'd been shot, and the blond human named Bill
had only mated with him twice. The cervitaur refused to admit that he had
enjoyed it , and missed not being touched by the Ringmaster.
 

The creature's leg had  finally healed, with only a small scar as a reminder.
Bill came to the cage early in the morning, grab ed Dipper by his small
antlers, and  tilt ed his head up to look him directly in the eyes. “ Congrats,
your real training starts NOW!” He said. “Get up and follow me.” Releasing the
cervitaur's antler's, he exited the cage, and Dipper followed behind him.
 
“Wasn't juggling my training? I can juggle six balls now.” Dipper said proudly,
hoping Bill would praise him.
 

Bill shook his head. “Nope!  Juggling by itself is boring! It's been done so
much, and the crowd just  won't enjoy it  any more! ” He led Dipper to the big
tent. “This will help make things more interesting.” He said, motioning to an
object.
 
In front of Dipper was a large round wooden barrel. “What am I supposed to do
with this?” He questioned, kicking the barrel lightly with his right front leg.
 

“You are going to stand on it and roll it with your legs WHILE  you juggle! ”
 

Dipper's eyes narrowed at the wooden barrel, his ears going back. “I'm going
to... what?”
 

Bill let out a sigh, getting onto the barrel. “Like this, kid .” He slowly
started to move his feet against the barrel, causing it to begin to roll.
 

“How am I supposed to do that, with how my body is?!” Dipper exclaimed.
 

“Use your hind legs, raise your front, and juggle with your arms , kid! The
crowd'll go wild!” Bill hopped down, then put a hand to his chin. “Hmm...
though I'd rather that be your finale.” He snapped his fingers, a grin
appearing on his face. “I know!” The blond quickly went behind a curtain,
coming back with a stand. In the middle of the stand was a pole with a large
upright hoop. “We'll start with this, then work our way towards the barrel!”
 
Dipper tilted his head, his tail flicking, and ears twitching. “And what am I
supposed to do with that?”
 

“Jump through it! It's a very simple and easy trick.” Bill said, watching the
cervitaur. “Deer are good at jumping, aren't they? So how about you try it?”
 

The cervitaur scuffed his hooves into the ground, looking at the hoop. His gaze
landed on Bill's whip, which the man's hand was now on. Dipper knew that, while
the man was acting like he was giving Dipper the option to refuse, if Dipper
didn't jump through the hoop, he'd be shocked by the collar or the whip would
be snapped at him. During the juggling training, Bill had even hit him with the
whip, hard against his human half's back; there was still a red mark on his
back. The noise didn't distract him anymore, though.
 

Taking in a deep breath, Dipper backed up and ran toward s the hoop. He'd aimed
to jump through the middle, but missed. Instead of jumping through the hoop,
Dipper slammed right into the side of it. He fell to the ground, putting his
arms around himself. “Ugh !” He cried out in pain, having had the wind knocked
out of him.
 
“Get up! Try it again! That was pitiful!” Bill yelled angrily. “A lion can jump
through this and you can't?!”
 

“I - it was my first try!” Dipper yelled back nervously, getting back up. “You
used to  show me how to do things, like with the juggling and the barrel! How
about YOU jump through the hoop and show me how you do it?!” He regretted
yelling back at the ringmaster as the man used a button to activate his collar.
“No! ARGH!!” Dipper collapsed, screaming in pain. Bill didn't do it as long as
the first time, not wanting to clean the cervitaur off.
 

“You follow MY  orders! You don't talk back!” Bill yelled, glaring at the
monster.
 

Dipper twitched on the ground, his heart pounding in his chest. Slowly, he
shakily rose to his legs, and backed up. “Fine... I'll try again...” Tears were
in the creature's eyes. He let out a heavy, shaky sigh, and ran toward s the
hoop. The cervitaur leapt at the hoop, making it through, but he was a little
to o low in the jump, and hit his legs against the bottom of the hoop. He face
planted into the ground, with a groan of pain.
 

“ Again .”
 
For two hours, Dipper was forced to jump through the hoop. Bill wanted him to
make it exactly into the middle of the hoop, not telling him why it was so
important that none of his body actually hit the sides of the hoop. When Dipper
finally did it four times in a row correctly, he was extremely exhausted.
 

“C...can I stop now?” The cervitaur panted, collapsing to his knees.
 

“I suppose you can have a break.” Bill folded his arms. “I want you to be in
tonight’s show , even if you can only juggle. Can't have them see all your
tricks your first night.” He grabbed Dipper's arm. “Plus, I need to see how you
are with the real crowd. It would be bad if the crowd distracted you while you
jumped through the hoop.”
 

Dipper stood up, yanking his arm away from the human. “I can get up on my own!
”
 

Bill pressed the handle of his bullwhip under Dipper's chin. “Do not give me an
attitude, kid.”
 

“Sorry...” Dipper said, his voice going low.
 

The cervitaur was returned to his cage, Bill locking the door  behind him.
“Rest, and eat.” He started to close the curtain. “You will be in  the show
tonight. I'll be back for you in a few hours to get you ready.”
 

The End
 
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