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Beyond Boundaries: A Journey into Bestiality's Dark Side

As the moon cast its eerie glow upon the desolate landscape, a curious human, hungry for new experiences, stumbled upon a hidden clearing deep within the woods. The air was thick with an unnatural silence, broken only by the distant howls of wolves echoing through the night. A primal desire, long repressed, stirred within the depths of his being.

He approached a towering oak tree and whispered a cryptic incantation into the wind. The branches rustled ominously as he reached out and grasped the tree's rough bark, feeling an electric surge coursing through him. A faint glow enveloped his hands as he spoke a final, forbidden incantation, unleashing the full extent of his power.

Within moments, a massive stag emerged from the shadows, its antlers adorned with a glistening, phallic sheath. The human's eyes widened in disbelief as he realized what was unfolding before him - his lustful fantasies were becoming reality. He hesitated for only a second before stepping forward and taking the creature's gargantuan, pulsating dick in hand.

The stag's body heaved with each thrust as its massive, throbbing member slid deep into the human's eager hole. The human felt like he was being torn apart from within, yet every second of pain and pleasure only fueled his desire for more. The stag's powerful strokes pounded against the very walls of his being, threatening to consume him entirely.

As the night wore on, the two became a frenzied whirlwind of lust, their bodies intertwined in a dance of ecstasy and depravity. The human clung onto the stag's furry flanks for dear life as its dick plowed deeper into him with each passing moment. His own throbbing erection bounced erratically against the stag's rough coat, leaving a trail of precum behind them like a snaking, liquid serpent.

With an earth-shattering groan, the human felt himself on the brink of release, his insides being stretched to their very limits by the colossal dick invading him. The stag's powerful muscles tightened around its shaft, milking every last drop of pleasure from its hapless human companion before finally succumbing to the abyss of orgasmic bliss.

As the moon waned in the distant sky, so too did their passion subside. The stag retreated into the shadows, leaving the human to lick his wounds and contemplate the dark depths to which he had plunged that fateful night. He knew he would never be the same again, forever scarred by the insatiable hunger for taboo that had driven him to these desolate woods.

But as the sun rose and cast its golden light upon the clearing, one thing remained clear: the human would never forget his experience with the stag, nor the primal, beastly lust that had bound them together in a twisted dance of desire.