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(ZOO) Whitetail Season

Second Fall

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

17thOctober, 2021

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Quietly, her black tipped ears twitching too and fro, the young doe peeked shyly from the safety of the thick forest. One ear flicked as biting mosquitoes lit upon it and tried to feast on her warm blood. Her gaze fell upon the wooden fence she had been caught in last fall and her mind cast back to that moment as her tail flicked and twitched.

She had no name for the creature who had taken her, bred her and made her his... He was no stag, she knew _that_much, at first their mating had seemed cruel and painful - yet something within her just craved that touch and to feel him against her again. Those rough, fur less... shaking her head, she had no words to describe them.

She knew what she wanted to do...

She knew what she had to do...

*

Steven had never forgotten that day with that sweet, young whitetail doe. He'd dreamed of her for months, masturbated regularly to the memories and mental images of her! That beautiful soft fur, the feel of taking her and making her his, to feel her give herself so freely and willingly...

He walked out onto the porch and slumped into the chair, as he looked over the well tended and this year, well fenced vegetable patch. They were thriving, pumpkin, spinach, carrots, onions... So many vegetables he feared would surely go to waste and ruin.

He suddenly startled as he heard the click of something coming from the side of the house. It sounded - vaguely familiar. Setting his can of beer down, he cautiously crept down the stairs. He glanced left and right, before edging up against the house and flattening himself against it.

Quiet as a mouse, he crept to the edge of the house and cautiously peered around the corner, before his eyes went wide in disbelief.

He saw her...

No, it can't be her...she would have fled and that moment we shared together, human and doe...

Her head snapped up and her ears slashed forwards as her muzzle fell open. A cud of half chewed grass fell from her mouth with a plop on the ground as she stood staring at him through widely spaced brown eyes. He quickly slipped back around the side of the house, shaking his head in disbelief.

Its not her, it just can't be...can it? Why would she come back? After what I done to her...I must have terrified her, frightened her off human contact forever and...yet... here is a doe...again.

He was lost in thought and bewilderment, as she stepped around the edge of the house - over near the fence where they'd mated, before she looked at it and stretched her neck out to sniff at the timber. Hearing his gasp, her body froze like a statue, then one ear slowly rotated backwards like a searchlight.

"It just can't be you..." He whispered, eyes wide and disbelief flooding him.

Expecting her to clear the fence in a single bound, the doe surprised him, as she flicked her tail and turned her head to look at him. Her soulful eyes gazed into his, and his eyes into hers as that strange connection flickered between them.

"No..." He moaned, as he sank to his knees and stared incredulously at her.

With a tentative step of a cloven hoof, the doe took a half-step, Holding her right hoof up as she blinked slowly, then lowered it and took another pace towards him.

Steven stayed as still as he could, yet his body trembled as he watched this shy, majestic creature take another step, then another! She was like ten paces from him, then five, then one...

She stopped, well within touching range of him, as her ears swivelled forwards and back as she stared wide eyed and unblinking.

"Easy girl..." He whispered.

He was transfixed by her beautiful gaze. So pure, so innocent so...trusting.

She finally blinked once, then tilted her head slightly to one side, almost as if to get a better view of him as she inhaled through her broad, leathery nostrils. Her eyes increased slightly as she blinked again, then her black tipped tail rose behind her and gave a tentative flag from side to side.

"Woah...easy darling, that's it..."

He held out a hand, palm up towards her. Barely moving it as he saw her tense and quiver.

"Shh, its alright sweetheart, I won't hurt you, I promise..."

Her nostrils flared as she stretched out and nervously sniffed at his fingers, imprinting his scent on her mind again. Her eyes blinked again and she flagged her tail, then willingly placed her chin on his hand as she gazed at him adoringly.

"You...you're not...afraid of me?"

Confused, she flicked her ears, then stepped closer, pressing his hand against her chest. Timidly, he began to caress her, watching as she trembled and turned to the right as he began to lightly scratch her neckline and shoulder.

It was in this moment, the two separate souls bonded...

*

Felicity, as he come to call her, adopted human living and domestication quite quickly, to his surprise. In the weeks leading into winter, their trust and mutual understanding leapt ahead in leaps and bounds. He come to understand her, and in her own way, she understood him.

As the first sprinkles of snow began to fall outside, Felicity stood looking out the door, before she turned about and eagerly trotted back over to where he lay sprawled on the thick rug before the fire. He was naked, not that she cared one wit, as she nuzzled him and he reached up and playfully scritched her chin. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back as she willingly exposed her throat to her new stag's affections.

"Aren't you being a total cuddle bug this evening Felicity?"

Hearing her name, she quivered and looked down at him then crouched on her front legs and licked his cheek.

"Good girl, now, all the way down, come on!" He encouraged her, gently slapping the rug with his hand.

Felicity frowned and flicked an ear, before her willingness to obey him made her lay down, folding her legs beneath her.

"Good girl, aren't you?" He smiled as he began to stand up.

Felicity remained on the floor, gazing up at him with curiosity and attentiveness.

"You hungry? Want something to eat?" He asked.

Felicity merely blinked then her eyes lingered on his penis, then lifting up to look at him before she bleated softly and her tail flagged twice, once left, once right.

"Oh, so you want to play? Even though its not rutting season?"

Felicity had no idea what he meant, but more his body language and scent taught her everything she needed to know. As she stumbled to her hooves, she bleated again and her tail flagged faster.

"Alright, alright!" He laughed, then gently ruffled her ears. "We'll go play, okay? Come on!"

Following him to the bedroom, Felicity stood and watched as he got it ready for what was to come. A bottle of lube was placed on the bedside table, two thick towels placed over the coverlet and when he sat and pet the bed, Felicity eagerly jumped up onto it then almost instantly knelt down.

"Now, what do you want to do?" He asked her, as he smiled and caressed her chin and lightly scritched it.

Thoughtfully, he took his semi-erect penis in one hand and playfully tapped it on her nose. Felicity blinked and snorted, sniffing at it, before she pulled her head away.

"Okay, so you don't want that- that's obvious... Hmm, I know..."

He slipped off the bed, then walked around to the foot of it. Felicity began to rise and follow him, but he shook his head and placed a hand on her rump, gently pushing it back down. Confused, Felicity turned her head to look back at him.

"I want to try something sweety." He murmured, as he caressed and tugged her tail lightly.

Felicity bleated and trembled - one thing she _really_enjoyed, was when he played with her long, luxuriant tail. He was never cruel, his gentle caress and stroking always put her in a playful mood. Steven worked her tail for nearly ten minutes, before Felicity bleated and shuddered, then a large wet patch formed under her rump and soaked into the towels.

"Well then!" Steven laughed quietly. "You've never done that_before... I got to confess, I've brought you to orgasm before, but_never just by playing with your tail!"

Felicity panted and trembled, her body quivering helplessly as she pleasure of what he'd brought her too rippled like water through her whole body. Steven chuckled and gently stroked her rump then looked down at the mess that was soaking into the towel.

"Got to remember to double up..."

Felicity flicked her ears backwards, as she lifted her head and looked back at him.

"Nothing, my dear, sweet doe, you just rest here, I'll get you a lovely treat, I promise..."

Felicity blinked then lay her head back down, as Steven left and returned a few minutes later with an assortment of fresh vegetables in a bowl Sitting on the edge of the bed, he held the bowl up to Felicity, who sniffed at them and delicately began nibbling at a few of them. Steven watched her chew the vegetables, unlike most deer, she was quite particular and had her favourites. Mostly, she grazed on one then the other, only taking a few bites before she'd chew on it until he suspected it was almost mush and she'd swallow.

"What did I ever do to deserve you?" He asked, as he stroked her ears gently,

Felicity blinked and looked up at him, the confusion evident in her eyes.

"Never-mind sweet doe, never-mind, finish your snack, okay?"

Felicity consumed much of the vegetables until she pulled her head away and Steven placed it on the side table.

"Felicity?" He asked, as he stroked her chin gently. "May I...try something with you?"

Felicity blinked, then Steven gently lay her on her side and began carefully stroking and rubbing her chest and belly. She bleated quietly then twitched as his fingers brushed over her leathery teats.

"Easy girl, its alright..." Steven murmured, a he lay down on his side and continued to gently massage and caress her udder and teats.

Confused, Felicity watched him, then when he giggled and nuzzled ever so gently at a teat, she quivered and bleated, her tail starting to flag against the bed.

"Felt good did it?" He asked, as he cupped her small udder in his hand and used his thumb and index finger to gently rub at it. "Let me try something else..."

Gently, he lowered his head and began to kiss and lick at one of the small teats, feeling Felicity quiver and her low vocalisations showing her rising interest and pleasure at what he was doing. Taking a chance, he eased one into his mouth and began using his tongue to slurp like he was a fawn nursing from its mother.

It was a strange sensation, the teat was warm, yet leathery in its texture and as he slurped and suckled Felicity's tail beat faster and faster against the bed as she bleated and quivered.

For twenty minutes he pleasured her like this, enjoying the sensation and hearing her quiet cries and the whap whap whap of her tail against the bed. He felt himself becoming aroused, a fact that wasn't lost on Felicity, as she sniffed at his thigh then licked at it.

"Woah, easy darling..." Steven giggled. "That beautiful tongue of yours tickles! Oh...no, you probably won't go for this...but I've always, I mean..."

He rolled over, then knelt on the bed, his erection twitching and seeking release, a small drizzle of pre-ejaculatory fluid dribbling from the tip. Felicity looked down at it, then up at him as she flattened her ears and stared in obvious confusion.

"Felicity...can I, can I try something I've always wanted to do? Please?"

Felicity had no idea what he was saying, as she merely stared at him. Her trust in him was almost absolute. He was kind, never hurt her, fed her lovely treats and cared for her. Having been raised by humans, she knew their kind side, its why she was so calm and relaxed around him.

Steven blushed, then lay on his back on the bed.

"Felicity? Come...come on..." He called to her.

Confused, she got up to her knees then awkwardly hobbled over, the mattress moving beneath her.

"No, my sweet young doe, Here, let me help, okay? I won't hurt you, I promise."

Steven sat up, then made her stand on all four delicate hooves, before he turned himself around and awkwardly slid beneath her. With some confusion, a few bleats and trembling and difficulty, he finally got her exactly where he needed her.

"Lay down beautiful, its alright, come on, down!"

Nervously, Felicity lay herself on him, her hind legs either side of his chest, her front legs between his thighs. Felicity blinked, feeling his fingers lovingly stroking and tickling the guard hairs of her labia. His penis poked against her chin and she pulled her head back and down to look at it with curiosity and surprise.

Timidly, she nuzzled it with her chin and Steven gasped, feeling the ticklish fur of her chin. At his gasp, Felicity tensed, fearing she had frightened him.

"No, hey, good girl..." Steven murmured, as he stroked her rump and felt her slowly calm. "Its alright, if you want too...go ahead and...oh...."

Shyly, Felicity licked the drizzle of pre-ejaculatory fluid and she frowned, before quivering.

"You okay love?" Steven asked, as he continued to try and distract her, one finger caressing and tickling her labia.

Easing a finger inside her, he realised just hot hot she was. Felicity bleated and her tail snapped upright as she squirmed and pushed back against his finger, her tail flagging.

"You like that, do you?"

Another finger followed, then a third, as Steven rotated and twisted them within Felicity's warm vaginal tunnel. Her bleats and quivers showed him her eagerness as she pushed back against his fingers.

"If you...oh...darling...you...good..."

Felicity lipped at his penile head again, then a third time, before she frowned and hesitantly opened her muzzle and used her tongue to taste him, and more of the sticky fluid that come forth. It wasn't unpleasant to her - she'd tasted far worse in her young life...

"Good, good girl..." Steven grunted.

He shuddered and continued to tease and flex his fingers inside her, feeling her nervousness as she experimentally began to lick at his penile head, then to his surprise, she took it inside her muzzle.

"Urgh.,,...Felicity..." Steven hissed, gritting his teeth as he felt her tongue enfold him.

With a soft grunt from her, she flattened her ears and closed her eyes as she timidly began to suckle.

"Ffuuuccckkkkkk...." Steven panted.

He'd never imagined having a feral doe give him oral before, and the sensations nearly drove him mad. It was almost as if she somehow knew exactly what she was doing to him. As she salivated, then took a little more into her muzzle, he shuddered beneath her and decided to pleasure her, how she was pleasuring him.

Felicity quivered as she felt his hands on her hind hips, as he gently eased her backwards, then his tongue flickered over her labial folds. Her eyes snapped open and a muffled bleat escaped her throat as he chuckled and his tongue began to lash and slurp around and into her vagina.

His hands stroked and caressed her rump, sliding down towards her flanks as he really went to work on her. His tongue slurped and tickled her - finding the sensitive clitoris again and again, which made Felicity quiver each time he lashed it with his tongue.

To his surprise, giving oral to this beautiful sweet doe was no less sweet than what he'd done in his youth with a human girlfriend - apart from the muscular contractions and a higher, sweeter scent and taste.

He knew he wouldn't last, as Felicity quivered and pushed her head down a little further as she resumed suckling like a thirsty fawn would nurse from its mother. Already, he felt the ache growing in his groin, as his body demanded release - but his mind struggled to keep control.

Pausing in his pleasuring of the doe's warmth, he began patting her on the back, then slapping gently at her. Felicity grunted and continued suckling, as Steven trembled and whimpered in growing fear. He was seconds away, her muscular contractions with her muzzle and throat, her amazing tongue...

"Felicity...no...stop, bad girl...stop..."

Felicity had heard those words before, she understood those but pleasing her hairless stag? She knew how to do that - and what she would get if she did it right and well...

Her eyes suddenly opened and widened as Steven gasped and his hips snapped up against her muzzle and he drove his length against the back of her muzzle, before spurt after spurt of hot, sticky semen squirted down her throat.

Swallowing, Felicity eagerly accepted the salty gift, as her tail flagged wildly and she smelt and heard his moans and quivers. She knew she'd pleased him - and as he started to pleasure her as no stag had ever done - or human - she gave the last of herself to her new human master...

It took Steven less than two minutes to bring Felicity to another orgasm, the shudder than rippled from ears to hooves warning him, before his mouth and throat filled with a sweet rush of her natural lubrication and other fluids his mind couldn't make heads nor tales of. Her vulva squeezed down on his tongue and he slurped and lapped at her eagerly as she bleated and convulsed - the orgasm the strongest he'd seen her experience yet.

Finally, when her panting had eased to a low gasping, he giggled nervously and stroked her hips, before he rolled her over onto her side and then away from her. Felicity lay there, quivering and trembling, eyes wide and her mind overwhelmed.

Carefully, Steven turned himself around and pressed in close against her, his still half erect penis pressed between her udder as he draped one delicate foreleg over his shoulder and cuddled her close against him, stroking her neck lovingly.

"Oh sweety...I never...imagined how..." He shuddered and felt her tremble against him.

Felicity had no words, her heart, body and soul now belonged to him, she did not deny it, as she rested her head on top of his and quivered, content and well pleasured - by the scent of him - he was most pleasured as well, and that's all that mattered to her.

"I love you," He whispered quietly. "You know that?"

Felicity frowned, having no idea what he said, before she squirmed and bleated softly, closing her eyes and enjoying the cuddles he was giving her.

END