"You're learning fast, bitch, but don't hold your ass so high in the air." She bent her knees more, and found that although it was more difficulty at first, she could move more smoothly this way. When they reached the back of the garage, she was led to a garden area where the soil had been recently dug up.

"Dig a hole with your hands," the boy with the leash said. She did. "Now squat over it and piss into it," he said. The two older boys watched and laughed as she did as she was told, in the fashion of a dog. When the strong stream had reduced to a trickle, he said "Now hump your back like a dog and I need you to take a shit into the hole."

This was completely humiliating. Her need to delicate was so great that she could not possibly resist his command. With tears streaming down her face, she arched her back and strained, watching between her legs to see that she was dropping her feces into the piss-soaked hole in the dirt.

This whole bizarre treatment was completely degrading, worse than anything she had ever seen before, and Loretta sobbed as she strained, fighting constipation, and suddenly and painfully produced a thick twisted knob of her hard packed shit. It stretched her tight anus to the limit, and felt exactly as the violent ass rape had the night before.

She was glad she had dug the hole in the moist soil as wide as she did, because the tight shit ball fell well off center, and rolled down the side to the deepest part of the hole. She adjusted the position of her hips over the hand-scooped depression in the earth to improve her aim, because to miss it completely could bring dire consequences.

Loretta knew from the experience of watching the live performance of rape, merciless genital whipping and deep sex organ piercing that when it came to naked young girls, these powerful boys played hard ball. She saw her firm round boobies dangling as she watched her progress between her spread legs, and was again reminded of her nakedness.

With the odor of her excrement drifting up to her nostrils, she was hit in the face with the reality of her situation, and the gross obscenity of act she was performing for the boys like a trained seal. Her face flushed with shame as she produced a long flexible turd that curled into the fresh hand-dug hole in the soil.

She noticed that in this part of the garden the soil was moist and loose, but dry and firmly packed everywhere else. It had clearly been freshly dug this morning. As she finished her humiliating crap, she also notice with a shiver that the shape and size of the freshly turned soil was the same as a grave.

"Cover over that crap!" the boy said as he gave a firm jerk on the leash. She did so, and looked at him fearfully. If this was a new grave, maybe somebody and been murdered, she thought. She was startled at the directness with which the answer to her thoughts came.

"That's not the only shit in that soil," the other beach boy said to her, and the one with the leash laughed.

"I wouldn't call that lovely female stockbroker a shit," he said, "I thought she put on a great show."

"You killed her, the beautiful business lady?" Loretta said, shocked at the news. It was so appalling she could not believe what she was hearing, and she dropped another fat stool, which also needed covering. She was so shocked that without thinking she picked up her own excrement in her bare hand and dug another hole to bury it. She looked to the big boys for confirmation of the astounding news. "After everybody left last night, did you two kill that woman?"

"Hell no," the boy said, "That would have been a waste. It's too bad you left the show so early. After the needle act, the climax of the show was her snuffing. It was what the people all came to see."

"You really killed that woman, right there on the stage?" Loretta asked incredulously, "with all those people watching you?"

"It was a real blast," he answered. "She was a lively bitch, and she put up a great fight, right up to the end. Those good looking business bitches with the long gorgeous legs and big tits are always the best."

"Ya," the other said, "And not a bad piece of ass, either, though her fresh hole was best. Usually we don't bury them here in the back yard, but we got this special show to get you ready for today, so it was the best way do deal with this lovely lady. She has a special mattress and blanket of lye, so she'll be completely gone soon."

Loretta was startled to hear she was going to be in a show, and wondered what he meant by 'fresh hole', but she knew better than to ask, and show up her ignorance. She somehow felt like a co-conspirator in the killing of the beautiful woman, because she had watched her brutal rape, and they told her so openly of their guilty act. She felt guilt for the act of murder in having been there, having witnessed part of it, and now knowing that it had happened.

Her fear was partly replaced by at first revulsion, thinking of the beautiful and smart looking business woman now lying dead beneath her, and then with curiosity, wondering how it could have happened. He had said that the businesswoman's death was what the people had come to see.

It was all carefully planned, and everybody but her knew about it all along! She shivered again, but this time there was also a twinge of excitement, and anticipation. Would she get to see the deliberate sex killing of a woman, and know about it before it happened?

"You should have seen that bitch swinging by her big tits," the boy who had ass-raped Loretta said, "and taking all them darts," he added with enthusiasm, "it was fantastic."

"I want you to clean your asshole by skidding it along on the grass, like a real dog, bitch!" the other boy said. "Bring your legs forward, lift them in the air, and walk on your hands. That will make your asshole slide on the grass, and the grass will clean out your ass grove."

Loretta was revolted at the degrading way she was being treated, but she resentfully complied, and by arching her back severely, she found that it worked, her anus rubbed on the grass, as she walked on her hands between her legs, and by doing this her ass was soon scraped completely clean.

She was startled as she looked down to see that her neatly trimmed vagina was moist and open, a clear signal that she was aroused at this obscene humiliation. She realized that her greatest hope right now was triggered by carnal lust. She wanted to have the big pricks of one of these powerful boys, who she knew were murderers, take her virginity.

Oh God, she thought to herself, how gross, I'm so sick for even thinking of that. The burly beach boy jerked on her leash, and they headed back to the van, with the naked Loretta in the lead, and she was again caged like a dog. The loose choke chain was left on her, to constantly remind her of her new status.

Instead of leaving this time, the boys jumped into the front of the van, and began to drive. Loretta was famished, so she ate three more bowls of the sweet cereal, which happened to be one of her favorites. She found that being on her hands and knees was the best way to travel in this cramped cage.

Twenty minutes later the van came to a halt and the motor was switched off. All Loretta could see was sky. The boys got out of the van, and were gone for about ten minutes. When they returned, the van was started again, and drove into a huge building with a monstrously big door.

When the side door of the van opened, she could see they had driven the van into a hanger, and they were parked beside a twin engine airplane. She saw a mechanic in coveralls on the other side of the plane, and the boys were talking to another man, who wore a brown leather jacket.

"We've got a delivery, "one of the boys said, "This one's a new hound, going out to the ranch. The other one drove up with Rich. This one's fifteen, and pretty. I hear she's going to be upgraded to a deer." This caught the men's attention, and the mechanic and pilot came around to inspect the naked girl kneeling in the cage. The two boys turned the cage around, to show the curious men her rear end.

"Look at that ass on her," the beach boy said, "nice and lean, the way I like them, with the anus exposed in that neat hollow. I got into it last night." The men looked at him. "With the boss's permission, of course. He set it up, so I'd do it when I took her. He was watching through the one-way mirror in the ladies' can.

"And look at that cunt on the little bitch, have you ever seen one so perfect, on a little bitch so young? She's a real exhibitionist. And would you believe that a perfect cunt like this one is still sealed?"

"Holy fuck," the mechanic said, "Such a beautiful cunt, and she's still a virgin?"

"Would I lie to you?" the boy said, and winked at him. "Had any virgin pussy lately?"

"I got into the asshole of one of them twelve year old twins that was flown up there a few months back, when they were left here overnight before the trip. Rich told me and Bill he wanted both of the little bitches bung holed, to hurt them good without messing them up, and to leave them virgins. Those two pretty little cunts were used as deer girls too, weren't they?"

"Ya, but Rich wants to try it again," one of the beach boys explained. "We were there for that one, before the two big muscle broads were hired. That was our first event. One of those twins bought it first shot, twisted around on an arrow aimed for her shoulder, and took it right through her little nipple, which made it a direct hit on her pounding little heart. The other one ran from behind a tree, spooked a horse and got knocked over. She hit her head on a rock, and never regained consciousness, so neither one of them provided much fun for the participants."

Loretta shivered with the incredible news she was hearing, as she saw herself and her role here in a new light. But the next thing she heard gave her even more reason for concern. "Rich is driving another one up there right now, tanned as well as this one, and they should be nearly there. He said he needed two."

"Let's get moving," the other beach boy said, before she could work out what she had learned. "Rich said the deer hunt is to happen today." They pulled Loretta's crate out of the van, and loaded it into the luggage hatch in the airplane. It was a small single engine aircraft, and the hatch was just large enough to hold the wire cage.

During the transfer, Loretta was further embarrassed by her nakedness when she saw that there were several other men working in the large hanger, who kept at their work, but watched as the cage with its remarkable contents was moved from the van to the plane.

The small compartment was immediately behind the back seats, and she could see over the top of the seats a view upward, so when the plane started to move, she could monitor its movement out of the hanger, and into the cloudless daylight. The sun was very high, so she imagined it could not be more than an hour before or after noon.

The flight lasted nearly two hours, and when the plane finally rolled to a stop and her cage was unloaded, she was surprised to see that the two burly beach boys had not made the trip. Her cage was handled by a pair of strong, healthy looking women with the well developed musculature of body builders. They wore tight t-shirts that were a couple of sizes too small, short shorts, and high heeled pumps.

There was no privacy provided, as there was no hanger, but Loretta quickly realized that the plane had landed at a private ranch. There was a well manicured grass runway, and a large paved apron, with half a dozen corporate jets parked by a cluster of trees, with netting pulled over them, either to provide some shade, or perhaps camouflage.

A golf cart was parked beside the plane, and her crate was loaded, tilted, onto the back of the cart. Loretta remained kneeling in the confining space, but also now leaned against the side of the wire cage to keep her balance. The pilot walked over as the cage was transferred, and as the women climbed onto the two seats on the golf cart, he slid his hand through the wire end of the cage, and slid a finger into the folds of Loretta's vagina.

She squealed at the gross indignity to her privacy as he checked for himself the boys' story that this one was a virgin. The golf cart was unloaded inside the tack room. As Loretta was allowed to crawl out of the cramped wire cage, a leash was attached to her choke chain, and she was taken for another walk by one of the women to relieve herself.

This time she was not led to a private place behind a garage, but was instead forced to crawl ahead of her handler onto a broad lawn in front of the large rambling ranch house. A lavish garden party was in progress, and Loretta recognized many of the people as having been present at the sex show last night, hundreds of miles away.

She realized she was not the only one to have a plane ride that day. The guests were now in casual clothing, and they were being served refreshments by half a dozen ten year old girls, decked out in pretty white dresses. Rich was there, carrying a stiff leather riding crop, and he spoke to her.

"How was your flight, dear?" he said, not expecting an answer. "Let's hear your bark," he said, resting the riding crop across her bare back. She made a barking sound, and everyone laughed. Encouraged, she started making the sharp barking sound, loudly this time, and she notice that the pilot was standing by the airplane, lighting a cigarette, and was watching her.

One of the women was approaching him. The guests all watched as Loretta was commanded to do her dog trick. She was ready, but this time there was no loose soil to dig. She blushed severely as she squatted and urinated on the grass, then on command, she arched her back and defecated on the well manicured lawn like a shameless dog.

"Clean yourself, bitch," the woman holding her leash said, and used a sharp tug to encourage action. Remembering her lesson of the morning, Loretta brought her legs forward, lifted them so she could walk on her hands, and dragged her slender spread buttocks on the freshly trimmed grass, wiping her pretty ass crack clean. One of the little girls brought some paper towel and picked up the fresh feces from the lawn, as if it were something she did every day, and she carried it off to the trash bin behind the house.

"You take to being an animal very well, don't you, child?" commented Rich. He turned to a young man in a t shirt and jeans. "You can go up now and get the pit ready." Loretta wondered if the pit was something she would see in whatever event she was to be involved in.

She felt the tightness of the chain around her neck that told her she was not to respond to any questions as she knelt naked before him on the lawn. Looking at his riding boots, she thought of her father, and his work boots, that she had seen him use viciously on her mother. She remembered the woman often having her ribs taped and her large breasts bandaged from the abuse she took for not pleasing the violent man.

"I think you make a very becoming dog, or should I say bitch?"
The riding crop made gentle contact with the slot of her crotch, rubbing against the tender lump of her rectum and then crossing softly her delicate cunt lips. This was outrageously personal. She lowered her head in humiliation.

"Isn't this a lovely little bitch we have here?" he said to the guests who were gathering around her. "Roll over onto your back, little bitch," he commanded. Loretta responded quickly, not wanting to rile the powerful man.

He ran the flap on the tip of his riding crop across her collar bone, and then casually slid it down across her round breasts, circling the nipples. "Look at these lovely little titties," he said to the interested audience. "If she were to grow into an adult, she would develop full mammaries."

Loretta was confused by the conditional form of Rich's statement, and was bursting with curiosity about her impending fate. The riding crop traced a path across her belly and reached the split of her young and totally exposed vagina.

"Let's see if she's in season," Rich said. She lifted and spread her legs in submission as the riding crop traced an unhurried line down across her pretty open split, and slid down to the delicate pucker of her anus, then moved back up the line of her sex organ to the light puff of neatly trimmed blonde curls on her naked pubic mound.

"I think this pretty little vagina has never whelped any pups, but that tight little anus looks like its ready for some serious mating." Loretta trembled, remembering the painful invasion of her colon last night. She was certain Rich had ordered the boy to commit that violent anal rape.

Rich slapped the whip against her bare cunt with three rapid sharp blows. "Get back over on your hands and knees, little bitch!" he said. The guests all laughed at her immediate obedience. "Here, Rex," Rich called, and a very large mastiff came running. "Look at what we've brought you, lad."

The big dog's tail was wagging, and it circled the kneeling girl, sniffing with particular interest her private parts, then licking them with its sloppy wet tongue. From her position with her head down, she was able to see that the beast was sexually aroused, with it's long thick penis sliding out of its sheath.

This was a horny animal, and it could be a problem. They had owned a puppy at home, a miniature poodle. When it was a year old it had to be destroyed, because every time it got an opportunity, it mounted people's legs, trying to fuck them, and it spurted its jism onto men's pants and women's stockings.

"Lift your hips," Rich commanded, placing the riding crop under her tummy and pressing it upward. As Loretta obeyed, the dog climbed onto her from behind. She could feel the animal's moist penis thrusting aimlessly against her crotch, rubbing against the lips of her vagina.

Then the beast slid forward, and it pressed the broad head of its big dong firmly against her tight anus. She screamed out as the big animal hunched up and suddenly lunged, driving the amazingly rigid penis painfully into her dry fundament. The thick canine flesh shaft stretched her anus agonizingly, but was moist enough to avoid splitting her brutally invaded rectum. It hurt much more than the beach boy's lubricated entry of her pained bottom had been, and she thought she was going to die.

For some reason, Loretta turned her head over away from the people on the lawn and looked toward the field as the hound humped brutally into her. She saw the pilot, leaning against the aircraft and smoking, watching her debasement as he chatted with the other woman who had met the plane, and had helped take Loretta's dog cage to the tack room.

Her eyes were fixed on the figure of the pilot as he talked to the sexy looking woman in the tight t shirt and shorts. She felt the hound's thick penis stroking evenly into her tightly stretched asshole, and the rapid swelling of the bulb at the base of his stout flesh shaft that effectively locked him inside her tight anus.

Her shame was focused on the strong male figure of the pilot as he tossed his cigarette but onto the ground, twisted it out with his shoe, and then climbed into and started the engines. He was still watching her kneeling naked in front of the people on the expansive lawn, giving the people a thrill as she took the huge hound's thrusting penis in her fundament.

She felt the heavy painful thrusting of the large dog's thick penis rutting deep in her colon as she heard the aircraft's twin engines rev up, and she caught his curious but compassionless glance as she watched the plane turn and taxi to the prepared grass runway.

More than anything else, that brief look told her that she was truly nothing to these people but a sex object, a stimulating but valueless article, like the girls she had watched last night, or worse still, like that attractive business woman, to be raped, sexually abused and then mercilessly killed, simply for their entertainment! These were powerful people, the kind she had heard talk about, but did not believe could really exist. They had so much power and control over females it was crazy.

Her knees and elbows dug into the grass and she rocked forward and back with the weight and strength of the huge canine butt fucking her. As the motors of the aircraft roared the mastiff doubled his efforts, and Loretta kept her eyes on the plane as it sped away across the grass strip.

Loretta threw her head back and screamed at the top of her lungs as the small craft lifted into the air. The huge Irish Wolfhound had reached orgasm, and it blew its hot slimy spunk into her intestines, in front of all these people, who were laughing with delight at her humiliation.

In just twelve short hours, the innocent young Loretta had twice had her tight anus bred to thick raging pricks, one from a husky boy and the other a hound, but both of them were controlled by Rich, the man who now had supreme authority over her life, and still she remained a virgin. Her emotions welled to overflowing, and she sobbed as she realized that this powerful man who gave the orders was now her absolute master, a man she knew had ordered the entertainment murder on stage of the beautiful business woman last night

On command, the huge mastiff lifted up and painfully pulled its penis out of her, violently jerking the thick hard ball of the base of the organ through her anus. She couldn't believe the relief as the knobby flesh shaft slid out of her tender and bruised rectum. Loretta sobbed uncontrollably, her face hidden as her head rested on her folded arms on the cool grass.

She could hear the comments from the people as she crouched there, and she felt the dog's slick cum oozing out of her rectum and dribbling down across her naked cunt. This time she ignored the painful jerk on the choke chain around her neck. That brought about the one thing she should have expected, but had not.

Without warning, the hard leather riding crop smashed into the gap between her raised buttocks, stinging both her swollen red cum-slicked anus and her virgin vagina, stunning the tight flesh between them. She lifted up with a startled scream, flexing her lean back beautifully, and tightening her tits as she leaned back.

The stiff whip smashed down across the tops of her stretched round breasts, making them bounce, and she screamed louder and more desperately, in a series of shrill frantic gasps as the sharp pain seared through her groin and chest. She could never have guessed how painful a blow could be from such a short riding crop. No wonder horses obeyed.

The woman holding her leash jerked it sharply once more, and this time Loretta lifted her knees and walked in the crouched posture on her hands and feet like a dog, as she had been taught to do earlier that same day. She was taken back to the tack room, and the woman who had been talking to the pilot was there waiting.

We'd better get her ready, they'll want to start soon," she said to Loretta's handler. "The other one is being brought down from the house. She's been Rich's guest."

Then she turned to Loretta. "You've been promoted, sweetie," she said to Loretta, "You're going to be changed from a bitch into a deer."

The women stood Loretta up and removed her choke chain. They gave her an enema to flush out her colon now that she had evacuated it in her brief public performance, and then repeated the enema, deeper this time, then gave her two more, until the water she produced was running clear. She felt as if the women had cleared out her entire intestinal track, which is exactly what they had done.

Next they gave her a sponge bath. As the women worked they talked, and the woman who had chatted with the pilot filled in the one who had acted as Loretta's handler.

"You wouldn't believe what they did at the party last night," she started. Hey, you were there, kid," she said to Loretta, "Did you see them snuff that gorgeous stockbroker?"

"I saw them fucking her, two at a time, in her bum and in her cunt," she answered, as the long enema shaft was thrust into her anus, "but I had to leave to go to the washroom, and then I was kidnapped." Ignoring her from then on, the woman went on to describe what she had been told. "The pilot said it was really fantastic. They stuffed dildos in her throat, cunt and ass....."

"I saw that!" Loretta volunteered.

Ignoring her interruption, the woman went on, "They tied her tits with sash cord and hung her by them, and nothing else. Can you imagine?"

"Sure," the other replied, "When I was in college, one of the girls trying to get into our Sorority was a real pain, fucking our boyfriends before she even got in, so for her initiation half a dozen of us stripped her, tied her hands behind her back, and then hung her by tight cords around her big tits. While she was hanging there we had our boyfriends over and we had a party. She hung there naked for nearly seven hours.

"The guys were startled at first, and embarrassed to look, but once they got used to it and saw that it was okay with us, because we had done it to her, they thought it was terrific, having the naked girl hanging there by her big tits like a profane statue.

"Every time we opened a beer, we stuffed the metal bottle caps up into her cunt. We must have gone through six cases of beer that night. Can you imagine having seventy beer bottle caps thrust up into your twat? God, that must have been horrible.

“By four o'clock in the morning, we had enough beer into the guys that their inhibitions were down, so we cut her down and they all took turns butt fucking the slut. All the girls in our sorority made bets on how fast our dates would cum inside her. In an hour her asshole was a slime bucket, so we sewed it closed with thin copper wire. Next we sewed her mouth closed and her big nipples together.

“By then it was five o'clock in the morning, so the guys helped us take her out and mount her cunt on the muzzle of the cannon in front of the campus library. The thing was more than four inches wide, and we had a hell of a time getting her pussy over it, but it was well worth the effort. You should have heard the bitch trying to scream through her sewn lips. Our prank caused quite a scandal, but it was never traced back to us. We never saw the conniving bitch on campus again."

"Jesus, you guys played rough at college. So did these guys last night. Everyone was given darts, and they used the swinging female stockbroker as a target. She twisted as best she could, providing good entertainment value with her postures, and she moaned delightfully through the obscene gag in her throat as the long points of the darts slammed into her.

"Apparently she took more than a hundred direct hits in her meat. When they were finished they cut the voluptuous bitch down, and pulled out all of the darts as painfully as possible. Apparently her naked flesh was bleeding all over from the puncture holes from the cruel darts.

The boys then took up their knives and they heartlessly sliced holes in her neck and navel, about three inches long. They thrust their pricks into the new cunt-sized holes and gave her another unique double body fuck. It sounded fantastic, I wish I'd been there to see it. The pilot said the audience went wild.

When they were finished and shot their spunk into her body, they got hold of their knives again, and went to work on the proud naked lady with a vengeance. They ripped her belly wide open, and gutted the beautiful bitch alive. Apparently it was a fabulous event." Loretta gagged, and they moved her over to the sink quickly, not wanting to have a mess to clean up.

"I really wish I'd been there. And the pilot said that the entertainment last night was just a warm-up for this event."

"How are they hunting them?" the other woman asked.

"I think it will be bows and arrows, the same as last time."

"Holy shit," the other said, standing back and looking over Loretta's naked and supple fifteen year old body. "That was bloody brutal, with those two pre-pubescent kids. The problem last time was letting his guests handle the bows. Rich has got some real marksmen to shoot these human deer this time.

I hear he's got some Florida poachers, who hunt deer in the swamps so silently that they can pick off the warden's dogs without him knowing it. Today's cunt hunt should be fantastic." Now Loretta did toss her biscuits. If they were trying to scare her, they were succeeding.

They were going to hunt her with real arrows. Everything was happening so fast her head was spinning. Just last night she was a drive-through-window girl at Wendy's, and then suddenly she was a guest, enjoying real adult tough sex acts. The business woman had been so beautiful, and she had been forced to shit on her fresh grave. Now she was about to be hunted to death by expert killers for the fun of these people!

Just then the door behind her opened, and someone came in. Loretta turned around and suddenly screamed. It was her twin sister, Lorraine. She was wearing a stunning dress, and had her hair done up so beautifully that she looked four years older than her true age of fifteen.

"What are you doing here, Lorrie?" Lorraine asked. One of the women grabbed her and slapped her face violently.

"No talking, bitch! Get out of those clothes, now!"

"You better do as she says," Loretta said. "The 'or else' is pretty horrible."

"Rich is going to kill you, lady!" Lorraine shouted as she held her struck face. "I'm his girl friend, and this is his ranch! How come you're bare naked, Lorrie? What's going on here?"

"Rich fucked you all night last night, then he drove you up here, and he sent you down here to the tack room, right?" asked one of the muscular women.

Lorraine was speechless, then stammered, "Well, yes, but..."

"Then get out of those clothes, right now!" She put her arm on Lorraine's shoulder. "He told you to do exactly as I tell you, didn't he?" Again she hesitated. Loretta was delighted to see her sister put on the spot like this. The snotty bitch had this kind of treatment coming to her. She couldn't wait to see what they were going to do to her.

"Get out of those clothes, and do it fast!" the woman commanded her. To make her point, the woman slapped Lorraine's face so hard that her head was jerked to one side. Loretta was dried off as Lorraine reluctantly undressed, sobbing quietly in self pity, and then they were both told to bend over.

"The reason the hound was used was to prepare the portal," one of the women told Loretta, as she thrust a thick wooden plug deep into her frequently abused asshole. "With you young ones, its tough to get this plug into you without rupturing your asshole, unless it has been loosened up first. This is the anchor, to help make a deer out of you."

Attached to the stout plug was a brown fir tail, white on the underside, that stood erect, like the tail of a deer. Lorraine was not so lucky, because her anus had not been prepared, and she screamed as her tight rectum was violated with the large tail plug, even though a gob of lubricant was smeared on the end of the invading shaft.

Then they placed a headpiece onto each of the girls, that were made from the upper half of the head of a deer. They had long slender antlers, gleaming eyes, and a damp nose. The masks covered the upper part of the girl's faces, revealing only their mouth and lower jaw. They had to tip their heads back to be able to see, exposing their throats, and even then they had to peek down their cheeks. This made it appear that the deer was gazing at the sky.

Finally, the naked twins were given a pair of strange shoes. These were like the front part of high heels, and the girls' big toe was held away from her other toes, as the shoe had the shape of a cloven hoof. There was a shaft that extended back, that lay against the sole of her foot, and was very uncomfortable only when they stood flat on her foot.

If they stood up on their toes, it was quite comfortable. The shoes were filled with glue, so that when they put them on, they were glued onto their feet. It felt weird at first, but it dried quickly, and made the shoes fit even better. Loretta looked down and then at her gorgeous twin sister, and was startled to see how much these well crafted hooves made them both look like real deer.

Similar devices were attached to their hands, splitting their thumb and forefinger from the other three fingers. These were also glued onto them, and Loretta was dismayed that she no longer had the use of her hands. She hoped that the glue would dissolve easily afterwards. She tried walking, forced up onto her tiptoes in the bizarre toe shoes, and she found that it was not as difficult as she had imagined it would be.

As long as her legs were strong enough to stay up on tiptoe, she would be all right. What she noticed was the strange feeling of the thick wooden plug in her anus when she walked. This was really weird, she thought. Her thoughts returned to her feet, forced to stand on tiptoe in the amazing tiny hoofed boots.

"Deer don't stand upright, kids, get down and crawl, like you were taught." Loretta got down, and with these extension devices on her hands she was surprised at how much longer her arms seemed to be. Her back felt like it was almost level, with her pretty round ass raised, which would reveal her beautiful sex organ under the raised tail. This position took some of the strain off her feet, but now she was not sure if her hands were strong enough to use them in these strange feeling hoof devices.